Wait for them to pass

You decide to stay hidden. Rolling onto your back, you clutch your fattened orbs, giving them as much support as you can. They are still pulsating with nutpain, and you feel like they could literally burst all on their own if you don't get the swelling down!

With every passing minute your testicles feel better. The painful throb slows and becomes the dull ache you're used to carrying around throughout the whole battle. You can deal with that. You're used to it. It's time to get back out there...

As you explore the clearing you come across Petra, and you both freeze, trying to figure out who's going to make the first move.

"How about a little roshambo?" she calls out after a moment.

Having survived the ball beatings you've already taken today, you feel lucky. "OK bitch," you reply, "let's do it".