The future is female!

As he struggled to hold on the tiny bit of orange fabric covered foam in the violent current of the river, K-T truly believed that it was the end of him.

It all started while they were camping with his family. Emily his twin sister, pissed off that she would have to share a tent with him, had decided to take pass her nerves on him.

She had emptied his bag of all his extra clothes before they left and dragged him to the car in only a towel when they left. He had been late and when he complained his mother told him he could get dressed when they arrived. She even managed to let his towel fly out the window during the drive.

After a 6 hour drive spent for more than half with his dick erect and completely exposed (Emily told their mom that he was playing with himself while he was covering with his hands and he was now forbidden to do it.) they had to trek to the campsite and set the tents. All of it with him wearing only his hiking boots. They had discovered that he did pack any clothes and when they asked Emily to lend him something to wear she told them her clothes were at the bottom of the bag under the tent and sleeping bag, so everyone but K-T agreed it could wait.

The next day, because she didn't have enough clothes to give him some just to sleep in, she lent him a pair of skinny jeans that he could barely fit in and that almost crushed his dick and balls with each step. Glad to see him decent his parents remained deaf to his pleas of getting more to wear.

Emily then insisted on hiking to a specific spot that had fun activities. She explained a lot of things to her parents while K-T was busy scratching the mosquito bites on his cock after it had slipped out of the slipping bag during the night.

And then 3 agonizing hours of hiking later, with his crotch compressed and unable to scratch the itchy bites, they arrived at a mountain river with a stand offering to rent rafts to go down the river and a service to be brought back up by car at the end.

It was then that he realized that the shorts his dad wore and the colorful underwear he spotted on his sister and mom were actually swimsuits. While they were being handed life vests he was informed that for safety reasons he couldn't wear pants because it would be too hard to swim in those. Dejected and not wanting to deprive his whole family of fun, he stripped down and put his jeans with the shoes and other clothes in the waterproof barrel on the raft. Faced with his parents shock he tried to explain himself, but before he could utter a word his sister lied and told them that he had refused her offer of some bikini bottoms and told her he'd rather have his dick hanging out rather than wear girly stuff.

Half an hour and a lot of embarrassment later the raft hit a rock pretty hard and K-T fell in the river. The rapids moved him along and the kid sized life vest that his sister had given him so he would have no chance to cover failed.

He was now rushing a lot faster than the raft did and heading straight to a spot they had been warned about. The river turned abruptly, but some part of the current formed a maelstrom plunging in some unexplored underground caves from which nothing returned.

He barely managed to get on his back, using the half of his life vest to float when the most unexpected thing happened. A golden light emitting lasso tied itself around his cock and balls and he immediately stopped in the middle of the current, held in place by his crotch, without it being ripped apart from the rapids. He followed the rope with his gaze and saw two mysterious strangers on the riverbank, one of them holding the rope.

"Good catch" said the first one. Before adding "vector?"

"Terminal in 2min37. No remains, no gene line. We got a winner." replied the one holding the rope.

"A loser more likely. At least no one will miss him."

K-T had trouble reconciling what he saw as he rose from the water and was slowly dragged in the air, by his cock, towards the two strangers. Both were women, blond with long flowing hair and tanned skin. Beyond the weird levitating lasso there were two weird things. They were wearing something that looked like golden bikini armor from a very bad fantasy or sci-fi low budget porno parody. Conical helmets, pauldrons, boob covers bracers, shin guards made of golden metal and looking like glued to the skin with nothing underneath or to connect them. A belt with a few gadgets hanging from the sides and along flat of gold trimmed, knee length white fabric hanging in front of their crotch. They were each holding a long golden spear with what looked like a gun at the end.

The second weird element was that they were built like bodybuilders, had watermelon sized tits, almost identical and now that he was closer he'd say they were almost 8 and a half feet tall.

"We got a dead branch, three for recovery!" said one of them in a device.

The world then flashed and he was now floating in a large room containing weird devices. Almost every visible surface the same gold as their armor. The room had almost a dozen other women looking like the ones who brought him here and half a dozen more a bit smaller (still at least 7 feet tall) and wearing only a belt with a flap.

"Send this one to processing. We'll see what we can do with it." said someone sitting on some sort of control chair.

As he was turned around towards the door he saw the huge window behind him. He was up high in a giant building overlooking a futuristic city with towering golden skyscrapers and flying cars.