LVS: Refuse
From Create Your Own Story
Letting your father spank you was just too much, and you stormed out of the room in anger. You returned to school a few days later, and true to his word, your father stopped paying for your tuition. You tried to get by without his help, getting a job and working full time on top of going to classes, but it was exhausting, and your debt was piling up fast.
Finally, your sorority friends suggested that you take the ultimate gamble and compete in Last Virgin Standing. If you won, your money problems would be over, and if you lost, well, you wouldn't have to worry about school anymore. You thought about it for awhile, not sure if you wanted to take such a big risk, but in the end, you decided to go for it and called up the show.
The next day, some men arrived to pick you up. They drove you across several states, then to a small airfield where a helicopter was waiting for you. The helicopter flew you out over the ocean to an island beyond the borders of any sovereign nation.
You were then kept in what looked a lot like a hotel and treated like a princess - a princess locked in a tower, but a princess nonetheless. For the past week, you've had nothing but the best food, the nicest clothes, the most expensive makeup and perfume, and access to a seemingly unlimited number of TV channels. However, you've been entirely out of contact with the outside world. You've been allowed no access to phones or the internet.
At last, it's time for the competition to begin. You're given clothes to change into - a sports bra emblazoned with the words "Slut University" and a pair of panties with the letters of your sorority house printed across the back.
Once you've changed, you're led into a room with the other contestants. You see a large monitor playing the intro to the show. A handsome man with bulging muscles and no shirt on walks onto the screen and begins to speak. "Hello all you perverts out there! I'm Hank Hardman, your host for Last Virgin Standing, the game where one girl wins big and everyone else is fucked. We've got ten lovely ladies here for your viewing pleasure today. Nine of them will be going home with some of our most generous viewers, but one lucky girl will be going free with 50 million dollars in her g-string. I wonder who it's going to be!"
Hank then goes over the rules before introducing each girl in turn. As he does so, a picture of the girl he's talking about appears on the screen, as well as a number of stats showing things like breast size and hip measurements. Apart from you, he introduces nine other girls from around the world.
First is Meifeng, a cute short-haired Chinese girl. Raised on the streets of Hong Kong, she is competing in the game in the hopes of bettering her life.
Second comes Ashley, a plucky Canadian with fiery red hair. She was captured. Judging by the slutty Wonder Woman-themed lingerie she's wearing, you'd guess she's a comic book nerd.
Third is Valeria, a busty Peruvian with wide hips, a bad attitude, and a loud mouth. Hank made a joke about seeing how loud she'd be with a dick down her throat.
Fourth is Natalie, a classic American cheerleader - blonde, busty, and with almost as much attitude as Valeria. She's here voluntarily as well, and you suspect she's thrilled by the thought of losing.
Fifth is Amara, a tall Nigerian woman with the body of a goddess. She's very quiet, and is another captive.
Sixth is Mayumi, a very petite Filipina. Despite her size, she seems in pretty good condition and might be tough to beat.
Seventh is Svetlana, an eastern European beauty with jet black hair, pale skin, and ice blue eyes. Apparently she owed money to a criminal organization and couldn't pay her debts, which is how she ended up here.
Eighth is Genevieve, a demure black girl from London with a beautiful voice. A struggling young actress, she had been tricked into joining the competition by her agent.
Ninth and last is Miriam, an olive-skinned Israeli girl with beautiful dark brown hair that reaches to her waist.
Once the introductions have been finished, Hank reappears on the screen. He flashes a big smile to the camera and declares. "Alright, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to begin. Let's release the girls!" With that, one of the walls to the room you're in slides up. Bright sunlight floods the room and you see before you a lush tropical forest. A buzzer sounds, indicating the beginning of your ten-minute head start. Straight ahead, there's the beginning of a trail. Most of the girls aim straight for it. However, there's also a beautiful sandy beach off to one side that you could run along. Then again, these obvious trails might have traps on them. It might be better to stay off the trail and the beach altogether. What do you do?
