Winners & losers

Whitney pulled her heated blanket tighter around her torso as she watched Rachel, similarly clad, run a bath for them.

Not only was it the first thing she had worn in days, but it was also the perfect temperature to pleasantly defrost her frozen body.

When the bath was ready, Whitney looked away so that Rachel could drop her blanket and slide under the water. The older girl covered her eyes, and a few seconds later, felt Whitney climbing into the tub.

The bath was too small for two people, meaning their bodies were squeezed together as they lay opposite each other. The bubbles meant they were covered from below the shoulders, and they took care not to move around too much, and accidentally touch each other any more than they needed to.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Rachel exclaimed.

Whitney politely closed her eyes as her friend climbed out of the bath and retrieved a bottle of champagne from their box; she only opened them again once Rachel was safely back in the tub.

They celebrated their success by sharing a bottle, feeling toasty warm as they watched the snow falling outside.

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Mckenna hugged herself and whimpered as she watched Jennifer empty another bag of ice into the bath.

That water looked COLD.

The teenager was still frozen solid from their snowball fight, and the concrete basement they were in was doing nothing to warm her up. Keeping one arm wrapped around her chest, the blonde girl re-read the list of instructions that had been included in their box. None of them looked appealing, but neither girl was brave enough to call the producers' bluff and risk being abandoned far from civilisation in only their birthday suits.

Jennifer swore as she stepped into the tub and sat down. Shuffling over, Mckenna squeezed in opposite her, shrieking when her crotch was submerged. Both girls hugged their knees to their chests, squirming awkwardly as their bare feet touched. To avoid looking at her friend's nude body, Mckenna scooted around on her buttocks.

"Ready?" Jennifer asked.

She picked up a jug, filled it with water, and emptied it over the teenager's head. Mckenna squealed as Jennifer began to wash her hair. It was odd to feel someone else massaging shampoo into her scalp and flowing blonde locks, a sensation that wasn't helped by being regularly doused in ice-cold water. When it was time to swap over, Mckenna didn't know if she'd be able to control her shaking arms or frozen fingers. But somehow she managed it.

Now all they had to do was wait until the remaining ice cubes melted, and they would be allowed to escape the bath.

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Once the water began to cool, and the bubbles were popping, Whitney climbed out of the bath and wrapped her wet body in a fluffy robe that had been gently warming on the radiator. She politely looked away and held the other robe open for Rachel to pull on.

The latter emptied the bath, and by the time she'd joined her friend downstairs, Whitney had started a fire, and had begun cooking the frozen pizzas in the oven. With no towels, their exposed skin sparkled, and they had to take care that they didn't slip over on their bare, wet feet. But they were soon drying in front of the fire, eating pizza, and watching Netflix.

Over the next few hours, Rachel and Whitney enjoyed the rest of their prizes; washing down a box of chocolates with a bottle of wine, and sipping on hot chocolate.

Curled up together on the sofa, underneath their warm robes and blankets, it wasn't long before they began to feel sleepy.

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Jennifer pulled a face as she sucked down her iced tea.

If she had to make her insides as cold as her outside, they could have at least given her some flavour!

When they were finally allowed out of the bath, the two shivering girls dripped water onto the cold concrete floor as they divvied up their supper: ice cream, frozen fruit, ice lollies, and iced teas.

Mckenna wanted to do nothing more than clutch her stomach, curl into a ball and cry, but the teenager **** herself to keep eating, even though all this sugar-rich food was making her feel ill.

The cold room resulted in both girls still being damp by the time they'd finished eating, but they'd shivered themselves to the point of exhaustion to care. Jennifer and Mckenna dragged themselves out of the basement, through the cold house, and into their even colder bedrooms. Mckenna had nervously suggested that they sleep together to share what little body heat they had left, but Jennifer had politely declined. She didn't want to be naked aorund Mckenna any longer than she needed to be!

Mckenna tried to close the window in her bedroom, but it had been bolted open, dropping the temperature of the room even further. Defeated, the nude blonde pushed her wet hair off her face, curled into a ball, and tried to fall asleep.

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Whitney yawned as the credits rolled on the film they had been watching. She chuckled as she looked down at Rachel. The older girl was resting her head on Whitney's chest, fast asleep, with her robe open just enough for Whitney to be able to see her boobs.

"Bedtime!" Whitney declared as she gently shook her friend awake.

Stretching after hours of inactivity, the two girls tided up as best as they could, grabbed the bedding from their box, and moved upstairs.

While Rachel was in the bathroom, Whitney made her bed, only to discover that while there was a bottom sheet, pillows, and a duvet, there was only enough for one bed. Rather than unfairly leave one of them to shiver on their empty mattress, the girls decided to share Whitney's bed. But with a lack of pyjamas, they would have to sleep nude. When she'd finished her own nighttime ablutions, Whitney discovered Rachel was already under the covers. Her discarded robe informed the younger girl that she was indeed clad in her birthday suit.

Whitney dropped her own robe and snuggled in next to her, taking care that their bodies didn't touch.

There were a few minutes of jostling and kicking as they established their own sides of the bed, but they were soon fast asleep.

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Mckenna tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She had tried every trick she knew to fall asleep, but unconsciousness continued to evade her. She was just too cold and too uncomfortable.

There was a quiet knock on her bedroom door, followed by the sound of approaching bare footsteps as Jennifer climbed onto the mattress next to her. The older girl had finally admitted defeat.

Mckenna cringed as she felt Jennifer's breasts pressed into her back, and as she wrapped herself tighter in Jennifer's arms, she realised that the latter's hands were going to touch her boobs.

Jennifer was also feeling very awkward about pressing two nude, damp, female bodies against each other. Squeezing each other and wishing they had a blanket, the girls cried themselves to sleep.