contact Lois in order for her to use her position as media announcer for your empire to announce the show
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"Before I contact Lois," you announce to your assembled inner circle, "let me clarify something. As far as the rest of the empire knows, only the winner receives a cash prize. The guaranteed ticket to the next show? That gets revealed at the end of each episode when we announce the 'winner.'" You deliberately emphasize the word with air quotes.
Grace snorts. "Oh that's fucking perfect. Makes it look spontaneous instead of rigged from the start."
Victoria smirks. "Elegant misdirection. Citizens will assume the winner earned advancement through merit."
You activate the communication system. "Cortana, connect me to Lois Lane."
The holographic display materializes within seconds, revealing your personal media reporter. Her enormous breasts bounce slightly as she adjusts her position, the vibrating nipple dildos clearly visible through her transparent micro-top. "Mistress! How may I serve?"
"I'm launching a new government-sponsored television program," you explain calmly. "Monthly broadcast. Breast beauty pageant. Ten contestants per episode, randomly selected from the adult population. Scoring system evaluates size, shape, clothing display quality, and finally a naked shaking performance. Eighteen and over only. Each citizen appears once unless every other adult has already participated."
Lois's eyes widen. Her mouth literally drops open as saliva begins pooling at her lower lip. "That sounds... oh goddess... that's going to be incredible..."
Behind you, Maxine covers her mouth quickly. Grace's shoulders shake with suppressed laughter. Victoria maintains professional composure but her lips twitch dangerously.
"The winner receives a cash prize," you continue, watching Lois begin actively drooling now. "Additional rewards will be announced during the broadcast itself."
"When... when does this start?" Lois manages, wiping her chin with the back of her hand.
"First episode in one month. I need you to announce it two weeks beforehand. Standard imperial broadcast protocols."
"Yes Mistress!" Lois practically moans the words. "I'll make sure every citizen across both galaxies knows about this! Oh goddess, ten women shaking their naked breasts every single month..."
You terminate the connection.
Immediate giggling erupts from multiple inner circle members. Grace buries her face in her hands. Athena turns away quickly. Even Riveria's composed expression cracks into barely-suppressed laughter.
"You know," you observe mildly, "it's quite rude to snicker at someone like that."
The entire inner circle completely loses composure. Victoria doubles over laughing. Grace wheezes "She was literally fucking drooling!" Maxine collapses against her chair. Athena's warrior discipline shatters entirely as she howls with laughter. Even stoic Riveria clutches her sides, tears streaming down her face.
The laughter continues for nearly three full minutes.