Join up with the spy girls

You confront the spy girls. "Let's work together" you say, "You can pretend you captured me for cover!"

The three spy girls exchange knowing looks before the Asian woman speaks up:

"Smart thinking," she grins. "Having a male partner will make our cover even more convincing."

The Latina moves behind you, pretending to restrain your arms. "Now we can say we caught a boy trying to attack our 'teammates'."

"Perfect alibi," the athlete nods towards the two defeated girls still retching on the ground. "No one will question why we had to pop their ovaries when they see we captured a boy in the act."

The Asian woman steps closer, speaking quietly. "We know where several large groups of girls are camped. With your help, we can take them by surprise while they're sleeping..."

"But first," the Latina whispers, "let's make this look convincing. We need to rough you up a little - nothing serious, just enough to sell the story that we 'caught' you..."

Your eyes narrow. "You won't pop me, will you?"

The three spies share another glance before the Asian woman speaks gently:

"No sweetie, we won't pop your balls. We need you functional for our mission." She runs a finger down your chest. "Besides, it's much more fun having a hard cock around..."

"But we do need to make it look real," the Latina explains. "Maybe just one light tap to make you look properly captured? Not enough to push them up or make you sick..."

"Trust us," the athlete adds. "We've studied male anatomy with the boys. We know exactly how hard we can kick without doing permanent damage."

"Just enough to make you double over convincingly," the Asian woman continues. "Then we can parade you past the other girls' camps as our 'prisoner' while we gather intel..."

"OK... just enough to make it look good." you finally say, and open your legs.

The three spies share a quick look before the Asian woman steps forward. "Just a quick tap," she promises softly, lining up her foot. "Hold still..." THUD! Her foot connects just firmly enough to make you fold over, a wave of mild nausea washing through you. "Perfect reaction," the Latina grins, grabbing your arms as you double over. "Now everyone will believe we subdued you." The athlete quickly inspects you. "Your balls are fine - didn't even push them up. But you look properly defeated." "Let's move," the Asian woman whispers. "There's a huge camp of girls just north of here. We can parade our 'prisoner' right through their midst..."

"Oh god, I'm sorry!" the Asian woman whispers anxiously, supporting you as you sway. "I thought I controlled the power..."

"His face is going green," the Latina observes with concern. "His nuts are probably floating up..." The Latina quickly supports you as you sway. "Yeah, his balls are starting to float up," she reports worriedly. "We need to help him work them back down or he'll be useless for our mission." "Quick, sit him down," the athlete directs. "I know some techniques the boys taught us for this..." The three spies gather around you with genuine concern as waves of ball-induced nausea wash through your body. "Just breathe," the Asian woman soothes. "We can fix this..."

The Latina quickly grabs a nearby bucket while the Asian woman and athlete help ease you to the ground. "Shhh, just relax," the Asian woman soothes, gently massaging your lower abdomen. "We'll help work your balls back down." "Deep breaths," the athlete instructs, her experienced hands joining in the careful massage. "The nausea will pass once we get your nuts settled..." The Latina returns with the bucket just as you start to gag. "It's okay," she whispers. "Let it out if you need to. We've got you..." The three spies work together with practiced skill, having clearly learned proper ball trauma treatment from their male allies.

"Here it comes..." the Asian woman soothes as you start heaving into the bucket. She keeps massaging your abdomen while the athlete rubs your back.

"That's it, get it all out," the Latina encourages. "Your balls will settle back down once you're done being sick."

"Urrrghhhh..." You retch violently as your stomach empties itself.

"Poor thing," the Asian woman coos. "I really didn't mean to kick that hard. But look - the color's already coming back to your face..."

"And your nuts are starting to descend again," the athlete notes, her skilled hands detecting the subtle changes. "Just a few more minutes..."

The spies continue their attentive care, determined to get you back in fighting shape... A few minutes later you can stand, although a little hunched, and you set off for the girl's camp.

"Let's move," the Asian woman whispers, supporting you on one side while the Latina takes the other. "The camp is just through these trees." The athlete scouts ahead as you all move quietly through the forest. Your balls still ache dully, but at least they're back in place. "Remember," the Latina breathes in your ear, "act defeated and scared. Let us do the talking..." The camp comes into view ahead - dozens of naked girls lounging around, completely unaware of the spies in their midst...

The spy girls ask what part of the camp you should try first.