Pits of Despair - Commission (Body Part)

 "Welcome back to The Transform Trails!" The host announced in his powerful voice, "Before we begin this episode, let's check on our previous contestant's 1st week! Natalia, tell us how your challenge is going!" The attractive fitness freak stepped forward, lifting her arm and allowing me to breathe. Despite no longer having a mouth, the exposure to the air was a welcome treat. In her cutesy voice, she took the mic from the host before explaining what was going on, "Great to be back! It's only been a week since he was transformed into my armpit, but I've been giving him a run for his money!" "Well, I'd hope so because unless he taps out, you aren't winning that 10 grand!" The host responded. Jokingly, he put the mic up to her armpit where I resided, "And what say you about the challenge?" The audience laughed knowing I couldn't respond.

 I can't believe I agreed to this terrible show. Ever since transformation technology was created, many companies tried to integrate it into everything. The entertainment industry had created "Transform Trials" which hinged on two contestants where one became an object or part of the other and if they lasted an entire month, they would win the grand prize which in my case was $10,000.

 "I just got back from arm day and worked up quite the sweat," she laughed, showing me off to the audience, "Once he's dry, maybe he'll have something to say about his predicament." She wasn't lying, she had indeed been exercising for the past few hours. With push-ups, curls, and pull-ups I was absolutely soaked in her sweat. She had purposefully not been wearing antiperspirant for the past week in hopes of flushing me out. Despite how hard she worked, I stood strong. The taste of her caked-on sweat racked my mind but I kept fighting. It would be a lie to say I wasn't ready to quit but even if I wanted to, I couldn't until I was allowed to speak again whenever Natalia felt like giving me my voice back.

 "That's all fine and dandy, Natalia, but the next episode starts in a few minutes," the host told her, feigning sadness with the hand gesture of a tear rolling down his cheek, "We'll talk to you next week, maybe then he'll give up!" With that, the PAs rushed Natalia out of the studio, leaving me alone with my owner.

 "You ready to surrender?" Natalia asked as she drove home. "N-never!" I grunted, able to speak now that her perspiration was dried. "Look, I really need this money," she said sternly, "If you surrender now, I'll split the money 50/50, how's that sound?" "I don't believe you, so no deal," I replied much to her chagrin. She put her arm down, silencing me before saying, "Guess it's going to be two workouts today today!" She took the next turn, distancing herself from her house by heading towards the gym instead.