Team up with the strong Kyle

“I'm sorry, Tom, but a team with Kyle makes more sense to me,” you shake the muscleman's hand.

“Of course I'm the more sensible choice,” Kyle laughs almost mockingly. “I mean, have you seen his skinny little arms? That weird armband device thing doesn't even stretch properly on him!”

Together with Kyle, you now leave the hut and see a fairly open forest not far ahead of you. You can also see a small river meandering along the edge of the woods. Behind the hut is just a small jetty, where the boat will probably dock to pick up the eliminated.

“We'll go through the forest,” Kyle decides immediately. “There must be a few women hiding in there, **** to find shelter from us, right?”

“Right,” you simply reply. The forest really couldn't be a bad choice. It offers good cover and maybe even a chest or two.

“Very well, then follow me. What's your name anyway?”

“Chris,” you answer curtly.

“I think we make a good team, Chris, because I've got the muscles and you've got me hahaha!” Even hours later, Kyle's shrill laughter still echoes in your head.

So far you haven't actually come across any women. The forest has become much denser and you are making slower progress. Hunger and thirst are also noticeable - at least for you. Kyle's condition is difficult for you to assess.

When you finally come to a small clearing, you see something lying on the ground. Kyle has spotted it too and picks it up. “Dude, it's a filthy magazine!” he says audibly pleased.

“What?” you ask, puzzled.

“It's Mel Bourne-Souney on the cover. Wow, the fact that her tits look sooo much better naked is really amazing!”

You find the whole situation extremely suspicious. “Don't you think it's pretty weird -”

A hiss interrupts your sentence, followed by a cry of pain. Kyle has dropped the magazine, is writhing on the floor and holding his crotch, moaning.

“I really can't believe that really worked,” you suddenly hear a voice behind you. A female voice...

Before you can turn around or even move, you feel a hand firmly grasp your balls from behind between your legs. You immediately freeze.

“No, no, we're going to stay right here,” the voice commands. “Jacky, you can come out now!”

A bush rustles and a naked woman with brown wavy hair steps out from behind it. “I told you, Riley: the primitive male brain can always be distracted by tits, even if they're only printed on paper haha!” The woman slowly strides towards Kyle and stands in front of him.

“That was a good shot.”

“Thanks, Riley.” Just now you notice the slingshot in her hands - and the stone lying on the floor next to your partner. You too must have been distracted by breasts for a moment... “Admittedly, it came in handy that he has such a low-hanging sack that you can hit it from behind,” laughs Jacky, as she now puts one foot on Kyle's upper body to stop him squirming. “I have to say, I didn't think he could get through that pain in his balls,” she looks at his bracelet.

This was the moment Kyle had been waiting for: He grabs the brown-haired girl by the leg, presumably to throw her off him, but at the exact moment Kyle removes his protective hands from his sack, Jacky hops with her other leg and lands with her foot right on his nuts.

You flinch involuntarily and are reminded by a harsh tug that a woman has you by the balls too. “So that's it for your friend,” the voice behind you says in amusement as Kyle's bracelet lights up in a bright red.

“Okay, we've got one! Now what do we do with yours, Riley?”

“Hmm, I don't know,” she ponders, ”He seems pretty obedient. Maybe we should take him to our camp first. Let's see what we can do with him...”