The next morning...

Mckenna woke up feeling cold. The blonde girl curled her knees to her chest and hugged herself, and it was a few moments before she remembered that she hadn't been alone.

Rolling over, Mckenna saw that Jennifer was nowhere to be seen. The room was too cold for the naked girl to fall asleep again, so she groggily staggered to her bare feet. Upon exiting her bedroom, she immediately noticed that the house was warmer. Still chilly for someone wearing only their birthday suit, but not bone-chillingly cold as it had been before their snowball fight. Clearly, the producers had reactivated the heating.

Jennifer wasn't in the bathroom. Neither was she in the kitchen, or the lounge. It quickly became apparent to the teenager that the older woman was not in the house.

Squeezing her breasts tightly, McKenna padded back upstairs and gently knocked on Whitney's bedroom door. Pushing it open, she giggled when she saw Whitney and Rachel curled up together under the duvet and fast asleep. Tiptoeing over, the blonde girl pulled back the covers to expose their naked torsos. Well, at least they hadn't been rewarded with pyjamas, she mused as she watched Whitney's chest gently rising and falling. Mckenna longed to squeeze herself in alongside them to warm up, but knew that she'd be disqualified if she did so.

Instead, she replaced the duvet over their torsos, and flipped up the bottom to reveal their bare feet, which had become tangled up. After determining which bare foot belonged to which bare girl, Mckenna grabbed one of each to wake them up.

They frowned as they drifted awake, annoyed by the sudden influx of cold on their warm bodies. Looking around and stifling a yawn, Whitney sat up and clutched the duvet to her chest when she saw the nude blonde standing at the foot of her bed.

"Mckenna! What are you doing in here?" she asked, politely looking away until Mckenna remembered to cover herself again.

"Jen has gone," Mckenna explained, squirming awkwardly as she experienced another pang of jealousy.

"Please can you pass our robes?" Rachel asked, but the flooboards were as bare as the girls themselves. Rachel blushed at the thought that someone had snuck into the bedroom while they were sleeping and stolen their robes.

Whitney and Rachel wrapped the duvet around themselves and shuffled towards the door, only for a note pinned to the back to stop them in their tracks.

Don't even think about taking any bedding beyond this point!

Resigned to their nude fate, the pair dropped the duvet, and joined the blonde teen in shivering in their birthday suits.

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A few hours later, Whitney, wet from her shower, was reclining on the couch with a book when she heard a vehicle outside.

She joined the other two girls in nervously peering out of the window and watched as the car pulled up.

To their surprise, Jennifer climbs out, dragging a suitcase behind her. She stumbles into the house, brushing snow out of her hair. As she kicks snow out from between her bare toes, the other girls gasp as they see that she is wearing a small pair of denim shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt, under which she is clearly commando. Woefully underdressed for the weather...but not naked.

"You didn't!" Mckenna gasps, realising what this meant.

Jennifer had broken their unspoken solidarity pact, completed her challenge, and claimed her reward.