Head along the beach

As you draw closer, you make out a tented stage set up in the center of the commotion. An energetic looking lifeguard stands at it's edge, megaphone in hand, playing up the crowd.

"We love you Masina!" A group of girls yell out from somewhere within the mob, you can see a couple of fan posters being held up with a name on it.

"Ah, such a shame... but, few can beat our champion in the ice bucket challenge!" An amplified voice rings out as you weave through the crowd.

When you reach the stage, the announcer is now holding up the arm up of a very smug looking futanari. Her long brunette mane is tied back into a ponytail, a green bow the only thing that adorns her evenly tanned body. The girl puffs out her heaving chest in satisfaction, proud cock jutting out over the audience. For a second, she meets your gaze and grins, whispering something into the announcer woman's ear.

"It appears she's got another left in her folks! Do we have any more contenders in the audience today who think they've got what it takes? Come on, now's your best chance to topple Futa Island's reigning Champ!"

"I-I'll give it a go!" A very Chad looking guy calls out from the middle of the crowd, the people around him cheer, pushing him forwards in support. The green-bowed champion pays him no mind though and continues to glance at you, as if she was waiting for you to put up your hand as well.

"Thatta boy! Come on, don't be scared folks! Just come on up, whip out those cocks and you could win your share of one-thousand credits! You heard me right futas and gentleman. The quickest cummer on stage will walk away with one-thousand credits to be used at any of our numerous island facilities. Just imagine what kind of lewd debauchery you could get up with a prize like that!"

'One-thousand credits!' That was half of what it cost to charter a boat to the mainland, you calculate.

"How about you there young man?" The announcer points at you and you feel everyone turn and stare, awaiting your reply.