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Chapter 8 by LittleBigDeath LittleBigDeath

What?

Why?

Having gone from one pain to the next, and the next, you stare upwards at her, dumbfounded at her continually confusing [behavior.

At](http://behavior.At) least the view is nice.

"Ack, ack! Mutaka!" she screams again, jabbing the spear closer to you.

Apparently, she had either been watching you for a bit, or had just stumbled upon you as you made your dumb ass choice to eat the fruit, and, clearly interested in a strange newcomer--but wary all the same--decided to find out who and what you are one way or the other.

And she can't very well interrogate a dead man.

"I...uh, I mean you no harm! I'm a friend! Friend!" You desperately stutter.

"Wah?" she seems to inquire as retracts her spear from your immediate direction momentarily, only to jab it back in your direction. "Kooga?!?!?"

"No, no. I friend. FRIEND", you enunciate, holding your hands out wide to show you aren't a threat. You'd think after that galaxy-class blowjob that should be obvious to her.

Aliens. Go figure.

"...Fuh...?" she tries to say, clearly attempting to mimic your words.

"Yes, yes! I Frie"...

Suddenly a second nearly impales your left ear from out of nowhere, drawing a gasp from you and causing the woman to spin away toward the projectile's apparent source.

"WAAAAHHHH!" comes a thunderous, brutish-sounding cry from all around, and you see that the cries belong to some--no, definitely the--ugliest men you've ever seen, who also happen to be coming out of the trees and bushes from all angles.

The woman holds her spear sideways like a shield and spins all around, attempting to face down each and everyone of the men from every angle. An impossible task, but better than [surrender.

As](http://surrender.As) she feebly attempts to confront the men, you frantically rise to your feet. You have no idea what's going on, except that these ape-ish looking humanoids seem determined to accost the two of you by any conceivable means, such as the nasty clubs and spears they're brandishing.

You've got you blaster...is now the time to use it, or should you save it for something even more imposing? You have spent a good time in the simulator training in hand-to-hand combat, and you'd like t think you're pretty good. You'd like to think. These guys look like they could lift you with their pinkies, though. Then you see it, right by your foot is a large, heavy branch, maybe you could use it as a weapon, a makeshift club, against these brutes.

Of course, for all you know, this is some kind of ritualistic behavior, and you could be declaring war on a peaceful--at least as far as you're concerned--people.

What do you do?

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