Yasmin: Pulled Up & Kicked Out

Crouched in the brush on the outside of the clearing, you and Maria watch the Conservatives, still dressed in their swimsuits, slowly file into the area, taking spots on benches all around a campfire. Almost no one is talking to each other; the ones that are have huddled close together, whispering and glancing at the people around them; it's probably the quietest it's been since you all arrived on the island. After the last couple of people walk in, Jenna follows close behind, a horde of camerawomen and island staff taking up position around the campfire on her mark. You inhale sharply as one of the cameras sets up not too far from your hiding place, but as the red light on it turns on Jenna starts to speak, drawing everybody's attention.

"Any of you who've watched the show before knows how it goes; the team that fails a challenge must perform an Elimination Ceremony, choosing one of their own to take the boat ride home." Jenna sticks her hand out, and an assistant places a box in it; plain, but perfectly polished silver, with a padlock on the front and a slot in the top lid. "Each of you is going to fill out a blank piece of paper, writing down the name of the teammate you want gone the most. Whoever has the most votes can kiss the island goodbye!" Jenna places the box down on a pedestal (quickly placed off camera by her assistants) at the edge of the clearing, back towards the path everyone walked in on, where it gleams in the firelight, along with a stack of note paper and a couple of pens. "There's a little more to it, but we'll cover that once you're all done. In the meantime, after you submit your ballot, feel free to visit the confessional over there," and she gestures to a tall, thin hut on the other side of the clearing, which you had assumed to be an outhouse at first, "to let the folks at home know what's going through your head right now, and how much you don't want to be the poor sap sent home first!"

And so, with Jenna stepping aside, ushering people up one-by-one, you and Maria watch as the Conservatives slowly fill the ballot box with names, about half of them going to give confessional videos afterwards-- including, you note, Yasmin with a grim look on her face, and Allie right afterwards, a small smile on her face.

"So..." Maria starts in a whisper, making you jump, and you crouch a little lower as the camerawoman closest to you glances over at the shaking leaves. Maria seems oblivious to the tension, and continues. "Who do you think's getting voted out?"

"I don't know," you say, "I don't think I'd mind if Allie or Candy were sent home, but I doubt it'll be them."

"Yeah!" Maria starts, and quiets down again as you shush her. "Allie's a little too 'friendly' with people not on her team, huh?" She gives you a small smile, with a hint of wickedness to it. "We'll show her though, if she doesn't get sent home tonight." You give a weak grin in return, not ready to start plotting **** after the first episode, and turn back to the campfire as Jenna raises her mic one more, the box and podium having already been taken away to count the tallies.

"Alright people, we've tallied the votes, and well.... I can't say it's too surprising, though it's a shame to send anybody home so quickly. The contestant who has been eliminated is..." and Jenna pauses, giving time for the Conservatives to have one last moment of fear (and the cameras to catch those last expressions), before announcing, "Yasmin! Come on up here, girl." The svelte woman takes a shaky, deep breath, before standing up and walking over to the host, who puts an arm around her shoulders. "Sorry to see you go so soon, Yasmin, but you really showed everyone your ass during that race-- literally!" A chuckle goes up among her teammates (and Maria, you can hear next to you), the tension of their potential elimination having been broken, while Yasmin blushes and tries to shrink into herself, even as Jenna puts the mic up to her face.

"I-I am sorry," she starts, "but I guess this just isn't for me. So, maybe it's best I go home now anyway, before it gets any worse..."

"I can't argue with that!" Jenna says, "but I have to break it to you that you're not done just quite yet; there's more to eliminations on this edition of the show!"

_There is? _you think, and a murmur goes through the assembled contestants. Yasmin, a look of panic in her eyes, glances around wildly while stammering at Jenna, before she get's cut off. "You see," Jenna continues, "with each elimination, the contestant who 'won' the vote is subject to a forfeit, a last little ordeal they have to go through on their way out." Immediately, a few cries come up from the crowd, asking questions.

"Why didn't you tell us this before?!"

"Who comes up with this stuff?"

"You can't actually make us do these, right?"

Jenna rolls her eyes, letting her mic hand fall to her side, while making a motion to the camera's to cut for a moment. "Ugh, we have to keep this rolling, but fine, I'll answer now and sum it up in a voiceover later. First, we didn't tell you because we don't have to, and because it gives a better reaction. Two, we thought about letting you all come up with these forfeits, but we have a lot of footage to jam into this first episode already, and it'd take a long time to let all 15 of you figure this out, so we took care of this one. Though," and Jenna raises a hand to her chin and glances away, "might not be a bad idea for a prize later on, letting one of you come up with something. Anyway, finally... no! We can't actually _make _you participate in the forfeits!" And at these words, everyone, especially Yasmin, lets out a sigh... until Jenna keeps going. "What we can do is rescind our offer to pay for your travel expenses to and from the island, we can ignore your input on what does and does not ultimately make it onto an unrated cut... we can do all sorts of things, because if you don't agree to the forfeit, you _forfeit _a very special clause in your contracts!" As the commotion only gets louder from the Conservatives, Jenna cuts them off. "You should have read them, people! Feel free to call your lawyers later, but right now we've got a show to make! So!" Jenna brings her mic back up as the cameras get back into position. "We're going to keep this simple for tonight, being the first elimination and all, so good news Yasmin, you're getting off pretty easy! In fact, since you had so much trouble keeping your suit up before, we're going to make sure they can't slide down the rest of your time on the island!"

As you all watch, Jenna hands the mic off to one of her underlings, slipping behind Yasmin to hook her hands into her waistband, before yanking straight up and over Yasmin's head, putting her in an atomic wedgie. Yasmin lets out a cry and immediately her hands shoot to her crotch, though she moves them for a moment in shock when Jenna slaps her ass, letting you see more of the hair peeking out from behind the fabric currently digging into her. Her teammates' faces are an even mix of horrified shock and gleeful surprise, and Jenna has one hand on Yasmin's shoulder again as she starts talking again.

"Man, I haven't gotten to do this since high school!" Jenna laughs, "Yasmin, you're going to be like this until those bottoms give out, or until you and all your luggage are on the boat away from this place! So if I were you, I'd try to get everything you have in one trip, cause we're going to be filming you the whole time!" And so, with a few more whimpers of pain, a crooked gait, and a crowd of her teammates and cameras following her, Yasmin starts down the path out of the clearing, back to her cabins, the last thing you see of her being her tight bottom, the fabric of her swimsuit disappearing further between her cheeks with every step she takes. It's only once an island staff member shows up to douse the campfire that the spell is broken, and you and Maria glance at each other.

"Whoa," Maria says, "guess that's one more reason to try making it to the end. Good thing we know about it ahead of time!"

"I guess..." you say. It's not like knowing it could be coming would stop it, if you got eliminated, and being the one guy on the island, you aren't looking forward to whatever Jenna could cook up for you. "That was... intense," you continue, "let's just get back to the cabin."