Huh, a topless bikini contest. That sounds like it could be interesting. Carl though to himself, and then a
split second later he connected some dots. "Oh no."
"Oh yes!" Wendy said picking up Carl and practically dragging him to the contest manager. "I'm sorry to
interrupt, but we've got two late entries right here." Wendy said to the announcer. The announcer looked up
from his clipboard and his eyes went wide when he saw the beauties before him. "Sounds good to me, what are
your names?"
"I'm Wendy Matson and this is my sister Carly Matson." Wendy said sounding very enthusiastic. "Wendy, I don't
exactly feel comfortable doing this." Carl said trying desperately to get out of this. "Well you're the one
who wanted to do something different today, this is certainly different."
"I didn't mean..." but before Carl could finish his argument the announcer said "Well ladies, you're in. You
two just have to put your numbers on and get to the end of the stage. Wendy, you're number 12 and Carly is
lucky number 13."
"Yeah, lucky." Carl said as Wendy put the number sticker just above Carl's left breast. Wendy dragged Carl up
onto a makeshift stage beside the pool that used the diving board for a runway. As soon as they got their, the
announcer started the festivities. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our weekly topless bikini contest!" There
was a rousing applause, particularly from the gentlemen. "The rules are simple, each lovely lady struts her
stuff down our runway and gets 30 seconds to impress the you the audience, and our judge." The announcer at
this made reference to a man in too nice a suit to be at such an event. "Then, the contestant will dive into
the pool and swim over to our judge. I don't know if this has any effect on the scoring but I know we enjoy
it, don't we guys!" A bunch of hoots, hollers, and wolf whistles were given in response. "We will now get
started with contestant number 1!"
One by one each of the contestants made their way down the makeshift runway. It didn't take long for Carl to
notice the reason this was done, each step on the diving board was producing an ample amount of jiggling. Each
contestant was cute and made all sorts of flirty motions towards the judge and the each dove in with some cute
motion and swam for the judge. Carl had seen a few contests like this (not that he'd admit it to Wendy) but he
hadn't seen one quite like this. Finally the announcer called up Wendy. She looked at Carl and said, "Wish me
luck," to which Carl said, "I thought that was your job." The two laughed as Wendy walked with confidence down
the runway and did some little erotic dance motions that got the crowd stirred up. Carl knew it was getting
him stirred up too as he actually remember some of the moves she was performing in front of everyone that she
used to do for him. Of course Carl had to remind himself, she hasn't done those moves in years. Finally it
came time for Wendy's dive and instead of doing some cute little thing for the judge, she just turned around
and dove in backwards doing a back stoke to the judge with her breasts on full display much to the delight of
the audience. She got out of the pool and Carl knew he was up.
"And our last contestant, please give a warm welcome to Carly Matson!" Carl slowly and anxiously walked down
the diving board. This entire time Carl had been doing everything he could with his arms to cover himself up,
although nothing was working as well as he'd liked. He'd only been on the board for a few seconds when he
started hearing some crude remarks from the crowd, most of which said something along the likes of 'Show us
what you've got.' But Carl was determined to get out of this with as much dignity as possible, At least until
he heard a voice above the crowd that sounded like Wendy, "Hey buzz off! She's my sister and she's going to
show you what she's got. She's just shy. I just wish she'd show you guys her stuff." Carl knew what was coming
even though he tried to stop it. His arms start to move on their own it seemed finally revealing his
significant chest to the world. The more Carl tried to cover himself up, the more he ended up looking like a
tease, hiding but not really hiding anything. This routine was really getting the crowd going, Carl even
noticed the judge drop his pen to gaze at him. Carl was ecstatic when the long 30 seconds were up and he just
dove into the water and swam as quickly as he could to the judge. Although it seemed he had swam too violently
as right after he pulled himself out of the water in front of the judge, he noticed that his bikini bottoms
had become unknotted and were now floating in the water. The crowd went absolutely nuts but Carl tried not to
notice as he dove right back in and put the bottoms on as if hoping nobody would notice.
He got out of the pool and Wendy gave him a big hug. "Way to go sis! You sure showed them!"
"Couldn't have done it without you." Carl said dryly.
As if he couldn't be embarrassed enough, he had to go back on stage so they could declare a winner. Walking
past some of the contestants he could here a few words like 'slut' and 'whore' being thrown around, and Carl
couldn't really blame them at all. Finally the judge had tallied the votes. "Thank you all for your patience.
We certainly hope you all enjoyed the show. But we have a winner to crown. And the winner of the topless
bikini contest is..." he ripped open an envelope to read the results, "Oh my we've never had something like
this happen before! It's a tie! The winners are the sister act of Wendy and Carly Matson!" The crowd loved it
and Wendy pulled you up to the announcer to accept a trophy and a series of gift cards for a bunch of beauty
salons in Vegas. Carl put on a fake smile and waved to the fans. A bunch of people ran up to them for the next
20 minutes or so requesting photos with them and being polite they obliged, at least Wendy did, Carl was just
along for the ride.
Finally things calmed down and the two finally got a moment of rest. Carl told Wendy, "Was the swimsuit
falling off in the pool really needed?" Wendy laughed, "I swear, I didn't do that. That was all you," the two
got a good laugh at that as they went over what gift cards would be used on Wendy, Carly, and Carl.
A minute later the judge of the contest approached the two girls. He extended his hand, "Hello, I must say I
absolutely loved both of your performances today, I rarely get the chance to see two women of such quality."
"Why thank you." Wendy said.
"I'm about to leave, but I didn't want to leave without talking to you both first. You see I am a talent scout
and I'm out looking for people who meet...certain qualifications, and I offer them a chance to make it big in
entertainment."
Wendy was hooked on every word, Carl knew she'd always had a secret desire to be like the people she saw on
TV. Carl on the other hand was a bit more dubious. "And what area of entertainment are you scouting for
today?"