The room hummed with the soft squish of oiled skin against the floor as the ten contestants practiced their poses. The air smelled faintly of coconut and vanilla, the oil glistening under the bright stage lights. But it was Contestant Number 8, Sarah, who commanded the entire space. Her oiled skin shimmered like molten gold, her tight bikini barely containing her curves. Her medium-sized chest was perfect, not too big, not too small—just right. Her waist was impossibly small, leading down to hips that could only be described as monstrous. And her ass—oh god, her ass—was a work of art. Round, wide, and jiggling with every step she took in her heels. It was so big, so oily, it seemed to swallow the room whole. And her face? Jesus Christ. Her traditional Japanese features were so breathtakingly beautiful, so angelic, it was almost criminal. You could stare at her face alone and feel your pulse quicken. But right now, she was frowning. Her brow furrowed as she adjusted her pose, her heels clicking softly on the floor. “You know,” I said casually, leaning back in my chair, arms crossed over my chest. “Number 5’s got this in the bag. She’s got that ‘it’ factor. You’re good, Sarah, but... I don’t know. You might be outclassed here.” Her head snapped toward me, her dark eyes narrowing. For a moment, she just stared, her lips parting slightly. Then, like a switch had been flipped, a fire ignited in her gaze. “Outclassed?” she repeated, her voice calm but laced with something sharp. She straightened up, her oily hips shifting as she stepped closer. “I’ll show you outclassed.” I raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. “Oh yeah? Prove it.” She hesitated for a moment, then gave a curt nod. “Fine. I’ll prove it.” I stood, gesturing for her to follow. “Come with me. Let’s talk privately.” We walked to a massive, empty room at the back of the venue. The door clicked shut behind us, the sound echoing in the vast space. Sarah crossed her arms over her chest, her oiled skin gleaming under the harsh fluorescent lights. “What’s this about?” she asked, her tone cautious but curious. I walked over to a small table, picking up the Mrs. World crown. The gold and diamonds sparkled even in the dull light. “I can guarantee you’ll win,” I said, turning to face her. “But in return, you’ll have to do me a favor. It’ll take all day and night.” Her eyes flicked between the crown and my face. “A favor? What kind of favor?” “Nothing illegal,” I assured her with a grin. “But it’s... let’s just say it’s a personal favor.” She tilted her head, considering. Then, with a determined nod, she said, “Fine. I’ll do it.” “Good.” I placed the crown on her head, the weight of it making her blink in surprise. “Congratulations, Mrs. World.” She reached up, her fingers brushing against the crown. A smile spread across her face, her eyes shining with tears of joy. “I... I did it,” she whispered, almost to herself. “Almost,” I corrected, pulling out a small pill and popping it into my mouth. I swallowed it down, then dropped my bikini shorts without warning. My cock sprang free, thick and long—a solid foot of pure arousal. Sarah’s eyes widened, her lips parting in shock. “W-what are you—?” “This pill,” I explained, cutting her off, “makes it so anyone I sleep with is guaranteed to get pregnant with quintuplets. The second seal to our agreement is me impregnating you.” She froze, her breath catching in her throat. “Impregnate me? But I’m a—” “Virgin? Doesn’t matter,” I said, stepping closer. Her oiled skin glistened as I reached for her bikini bottoms, pulling them to the side to reveal her smooth pussy and tight asshole. My hands moved to her shoulders, pinning her in place. “You don’t have to move. Neither will I. Just... let me do the work.” She nodded shakily, her body trembling as I positioned myself at her entrance. With one sharp thrust, I buried myself inside her. Her pussy was so warm, so tight, it was like heaven wrapped around me. “Mmmph!” she moaned, her voice slipping out in a breathy gasp. I began thrusting, each movement making her massive ass clap loudly against my hips. The sound echoed through the room, mingling with her soft moans and the slick sound of our bodies moving together. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” I teased, my grip on her shoulders tightening. “Y-yes,” she stammered, her voice shaking. “But... but this is so... so strange.” “Strange?” I chuckled, my pace quickening. “You wanted to win, didn’t you? This is the price.” She groaned again, her head tipping back as her hips started to move on their own. “I-I know... but... ah!... but I never thought it’d be like this.” Her moans grew louder, more frantic, as I continued to pound into her. Her bikini top slipped off at some point, revealing her perfect breasts bouncing with every thrust. “You’re doing great,” I said, my own breath coming in short gasps. “Just a little more...” “M-make me Mrs. World,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Please... finish it!” With one final thrust, I came inside her, filling her to the brim. She cried out as she climaxed too, her body shaking violently as we both spilled over the edge. I pulled out slowly, watching as cum dripped from her pussy onto the floor. “Now that the agreement is finished,” I said with a satisfied grin, “we can move on to the all day and night favor.”

The room hummed with the soft *squish* of oiled skin against the floor as the ten contestants practiced their poses. The air smelled faintly of coconut and vanilla, the oil glistening under the bright stage lights. But it was Contestant Number 8, Sarah, who commanded the entire space. Her oiled skin shimmered like molten gold, her tight bikini barely containing her curves. Her medium-sized chest was *perfect*, not too big, not too small—just *right*. Her waist was impossibly small, leading down to hips that could only be described as *monstrous*. And her ass—*oh god, her ass*—was a work of art. Round, wide, and jiggling with every step she took in her heels. It was so big, so *oily*, it seemed to swallow the room whole. And her face? *Jesus Christ*. Her traditional Japanese features were so breathtakingly beautiful, so *angelic*, it was almost criminal. You could stare at her face alone and feel your pulse quicken.  

But right now, she was frowning. Her brow furrowed as she adjusted her pose, her heels clicking softly on the floor.  

“You know,” I said casually, leaning back in my chair, arms crossed over my chest. “Number 5’s got this in the bag. She’s got that ‘it’ factor. You’re good, Sarah, but... I don’t know. You might be outclassed here.”  

Her head snapped toward me, her dark eyes narrowing. For a moment, she just stared, her lips parting slightly. Then, like a switch had been flipped, a fire ignited in her gaze.  

“Outclassed?” she repeated, her voice calm but laced with something sharp. She straightened up, her oily hips shifting as she stepped closer. “I’ll show you outclassed.”  

I raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. “Oh yeah? Prove it.”  

She hesitated for a moment, then gave a curt nod. “Fine. I’ll prove it.”  

I stood, gesturing for her to follow. “Come with me. Let’s talk privately.”  

We walked to a massive, empty room at the back of the venue. The door clicked shut behind us, the sound echoing in the vast space. Sarah crossed her arms over her chest, her oiled skin gleaming under the harsh fluorescent lights.  

“What’s this about?” she asked, her tone cautious but curious.  

I walked over to a small table, picking up the Mrs. World crown. The gold and diamonds sparkled even in the dull light. “I can guarantee you’ll win,” I said, turning to face her. “But in return, you’ll have to do me a favor. It’ll take all day and night.”  

Her eyes flicked between the crown and my face. “A favor? What kind of favor?”  

“Nothing illegal,” I assured her with a grin. “But it’s... let’s just say it’s a *personal* favor.”  

She tilted her head, considering. Then, with a determined nod, she said, “Fine. I’ll do it.”  

“Good.” I placed the crown on her head, the weight of it making her blink in surprise. “Congratulations, Mrs. World.”  

She reached up, her fingers brushing against the crown. A smile spread across her face, her eyes shining with tears of joy. “I... I did it,” she whispered, almost to herself.  

“Almost,” I corrected, pulling out a small pill and popping it into my mouth. I swallowed it down, then dropped my bikini shorts without warning. My cock sprang free, thick and long—*a solid foot of pure arousal*.  

Sarah’s eyes widened, her lips parting in shock. “W-what are you—?”  

“This pill,” I explained, cutting her off, “makes it so anyone I sleep with is guaranteed to get pregnant with quintuplets. The second seal to our agreement is me impregnating you.”  

She froze, her breath catching in her throat. “Impregnate me? But I’m a—”  

“Virgin? Doesn’t matter,” I said, stepping closer. Her oiled skin glistened as I reached for her bikini bottoms, pulling them to the side to reveal her smooth pussy and tight asshole. My hands moved to her shoulders, pinning her in place. “You don’t have to move. Neither will I. Just... let me do the work.”  

She nodded shakily, her body trembling as I positioned myself at her entrance. With one *sharp thrust*, I buried myself inside her. Her pussy was *so warm*, *so tight*, it was like heaven wrapped around me.  

“Mmmph!” she moaned, her voice slipping out in a breathy gasp.  

I began thrusting, each movement making her massive ass *clap* loudly against my hips. The sound echoed through the room, mingling with her soft moans and the slick sound of our bodies moving together.  

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I teased, my grip on her shoulders tightening.  

“Y-yes,” she stammered, her voice shaking. “But... but this is so... so *strange*.”  

“Strange?” I chuckled, my pace quickening. “You wanted to win, didn’t you? This is the price.”  

She groaned again, her head tipping back as her hips started to move on their own. “I-I know... but... ah!... but I never thought it’d be like this.”  

Her moans grew louder, more frantic, as I continued to pound into her. Her bikini top slipped off at some point, revealing her perfect breasts bouncing with every thrust.  

“You’re doing great,” I said, my own breath coming in short gasps. “Just a little more...”  

“M-make me Mrs. World,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Please... finish it!”  

With one final thrust, I came inside her, filling her to the brim. She cried out as she climaxed too, her body shaking violently as we both spilled over the edge.  

I pulled out slowly, watching as cum dripped from her pussy onto the floor.  

“Now that the agreement is finished,” I said with a satisfied grin, “we can move on to the *all day and night* favor.”

Recreate "You are the only judge for this contest wearing only bikini shorts for thematic purposes. The contest is the Mrs. World contest to decided most beautiful woman. The prize is "1 trillion dollars" and the Mrs. World crown made of gold with diamonds. 10 bikini contestants are up right now practing there posing all covered in oil for the contest that'll have in 3 days. All are 10/10's goddess. However number 8 Sarah is beyond a 10/10 and wil easily win this contest . Oily Sarah bikini so tight it's crazy in heels, medium size chest not to big but not too small just in the middle medium is premium, small waist, huge wide birthing hips. And the best part an oily natural gigantic monstrous ass so wide it takes up most of the space in the area . On top of all that Sarah is "Japanese with a the most beautiful traditional looking Japanese face you will ever see EVER, the face ALONE you could MASTRUBATE easily too but now with the body??" (Yes write that comment on her face being some you could cum to alone)



You decide to make a comment that'll make Sarah think she's the underdog (won't win)



Sarah hears it and lots a fire in her eyes, making her want to win more (like you predicted she would)



You tell Sarah to meet you privately



Sarah and you go in a room as you lock it



The room is big enough to fit 3 airplanes



You tell Sarah you can guarantee her victory if you do a favor for you that'll go all and day night

long



Sarah agrees with it, she will win and will do anything to guarantee



You then tell her we'll seek this deal "seal this deal with two things and it won't be documents or anything so it can't be tracked"



"First seal to this agreement I will let you borrow this crown for now, congrats your Mrs world" (you put the crown on Sarah)



Sarah cries tears of joy she did it she got the crown



"Now for the second and final seal to this agreement, and note this isn't the favor"



(I pull out a pill and eat it)



I then drop my bikini shorts revealing my "1 foot long cock"



"This pill I just ate makes it so now any person I have sex with will guarantee they get pregnant with quintuplets"



"The finally seal to this agreement is me impregnating you"



(Sarah is shocked that this is the final seal to the agreement and it's not even THE FAVOR. However Sarah will go through with this, she is a virgin but still)



You then grab Sarah bikini bottom pulling it to the side (it's still on her) revealing her oily pussy and asshole



"You then put your hands on Sarah shoulder your bodynearly glued to her" and explain this is impregnate her she doesn't have to move or anything and neither will I (aka I won't do nothing else besides) do anything else but thrust noting more noting less



"Sarah (her Mrs world crown in her head locked in place as it shines) and me are both standing (I hold her shoulder I will not let go until I finish cumming). " I put my cock ("a foot long" ) into her pussy. As I start thrusting my cock in her pussy (both of us are still standing both legs on the ground. "Sarah moans loudly her moans grow louder and louder with each second", her oily monstrous gigantic ass claps from the forces of the thrust. (Make Sarah long talk banter back and fourth with you causal tone (casual talking)and friendly tone, make her have "teasing talk", "Sarah is talkative type", make tons of them responses form her tons and long. this is all done while the sex goes on yes she talks normally managing to her moans are more in between her talking) her bikini top eventually just falls off revealing her medium size chest (of course nothing will be done to it), more random talking by Sarah  you thrust you feel close and so does Sarah (she also knows your close to cumming) "yes go on make me MRS. WORLD (Sarah says)" (you both cum as Sarah is filled to the brim with cum with this she is pregnant, as the cock is remove from her pussy cum drips on the floor) "Now with the agreement finished Mrs world, we'll move on to the ALL DAY AND NIGHT FAVOR" (end the chapter after he says that)







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Sarah's Oiled Bargain for the Crown

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