Hazed and Confused

13 gasped for air as she waded out of the mud on her hands and knees, slumping herself onto the "shore" and gazing up at the high canopy. "Fuck me," she muttered through her deep breaths as that heart racing situation took a toll on her stamina; combined with her lack of equipment put her at a severe disadvantage with the competition. This layer of mud over her soft skin wasn't going to help either as someone would surely notice the smell and it limited her visibility and mobility. So she headed to the nearest source of water to wash off the muck. A huge reservoir happened to be nearby with a little water to act as a shower. The sight of the crystal blue eased the stress and felt amazing once she dove in and swam to the other side.

There she scrubbed every inch of her body to rid herself of any mud that may have remained, looking like an alien goddess in the light of the planet's sun. But she didn't know that at least fifty other cadets were hiding all around her, watching her bathe and caress her voluptuous body. Each with their hands busy stroking their cocks, or flicking their beans, or playing with whatever alien genitalia they had at their disposal. 13 actually mistook their moans/grunts as natural sounds of the forest critters, allowing her to continue putting on the show she didn't know she was the star of for the bewildered cadets.

She finished washing and left after taking a couple of hours to dry in the sunlight before moving further into the forest and out of sight. As she walked through the foliage, she was careful not to pass through any spots with thorn bushes or other dangerous plants that would harm her delicate skin, but this would slow 13 down in her effort to avoid other cadets during the day. Her plan was to stay awake most of the night and find someone to rob as they slept so she could be fully armed and fully clothed. But she had a long time to go before night would fall, even with the lost time accrued for her later mishaps.

A few more hours wandering in the woods led to her stumbling upon a hollow tree, inside she could climb further up and get a better view, maybe stake out for nightfall. Balancing on the thick branches above came to halt when she could hear approaching voices below. 13 laid low and waited to see who was coming this way and what she might be able to do to these unsuspecting cadets. Through the ferns and brush they came, three males of varying species, one of which being that bastard Hijak with that smug look on his dog face. He was laughing it up with his buddies, likely from the BDP as well, one being a lanky humanoid and the other was a short armored fella half of even 13's size.

"I can't wait to find some more of these worthless cunts," said the tall one.

"Yeah, yeah. It was fun with those last two," the runt chimed in, "They're always sluts just waiting to be dominated by studs like us."

"But the real prize is still out there boys. That presidential slut's new toy. I want my hands on her ass before this is over, hopefully her pathetic female genes don't get her knocked out right away," Hijak added.

The lanky green xeno followed, "I don't know dude, I think I saw her drop without a jetpack. She could be a big stain on the ground or a broken pile of bones in the trees."

"You sure? I heard she's a genetic experiment like Hijak, she could be designed to withstand a fall," the little one answered.

"She has a pair of tits and a slutty, wet pussy. Which means she's inferior and would not withstand any kind of fall with those frail lady bones. Not a hardened alpha like me who could be run over by a tank with not even a scratch. But, I don't think you're right either, Ku. I think I smell her fresh scent spewing from that cunt of hers, as if she'd passed through recently. Spread out, maybe we'll find her," Hijak said before the other two followed his orders and the three began scanning for 13.

Beads of sweat rolled down her skin as the jocks passed below while she eased herself through the low branches to a safe spot to get down and flee quietly and out of Hijak's range. More hours spent wandering in the wilderness with no fruit to bear started to exhaust 13 who now sought shelter for the night which would start in a few more hours. A nice grove appeared amid her search, the perfect place to set up camp with only two good entrances, plenty of edible looking berries, and some sturdy looking branches for a tent. The rest of the first day went by as 13 set up her tent, a campfire, cooked some food, and spent what was left of the evening setting up traps for intruders. By then end she was tired and tried her best to keep awake while she rested her eyes in the tent of sticks and leaves.