Erik reveals his answer first. He wasn't sure if he'd get this one right. He did always seem to have girls chasing after him. His answer was "She means for you to be honest." He always thought girls were with the whole honesty thing. Then, as the buzzer sounded, apparently not.
George was left to reveal his answer. He knew he had it in the bag for sure now. He was always better at telling what women mean than Erik. "She means for you to lie and tell her she's sexy when she's not." The buzzer sounded again.
"Sorry guys! You're both wrong!" Mitchell's smiley voice sounded. "I never told you what happens when both of you get the answer wrong!"
He explained that when they both get it wrong, their wagers go to him! They both revealed their wagers. Erik wagered his blue eyes, and George wagered an inch of his cock. Mitchell's eyes were originally a dark brown. The guys watched as his eyes lightened and Erik's eyes became darker. Mitchell's eyes were really blue now, and Erik's dark brown. The audience couldn't see the next part, but they could tell by the look on their faces what was happening. George's cock had shrunk down an inch, and Mitchell's grew. They both felt an odd tingling in that area.
The guys were both glad they had only picked small changes to begin with. Mitchell wanted them to wager more though. His desire was growing for their attributes.
"Well, I guess two gay guys aren't fit to answer questions about girls." Mitchell said. "Next category boys, is Mathematics."
They both wrote down their wagers again in secret, attempting to get a peak at the other's wager.
"What is the square root of 1522756?"
The clock was ticking again as they both wrote down their answers...