Stacy, competiting for my mom while stranded!?!
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Stranded on a tropical beach after a cruise accident with your mother and three other men. Every day the guys compete for the right to lay with her that night. Will you step in and defend her...?
I groaned as my eyes slowly opened, the bright tropical sun making my head throb. The last thing I remembered was being on the cruise ship with Mom… then sudden violent shaking, people screaming, and a loud boom before everything went black. “Mom…?” I muttered, voice rough.
Stacy: She is kneeling right beside me, her face full of worry. The moment my eyes open she gently cups both sides of my face with her soft hands. “Oh thank god… sweetheart, are you okay? Does anything hurt? You were out for so long…” She helps me sit up carefully, still keeping one hand on my cheek. “There was some kind of accident on the ship. An explosion or something… I don’t really know. We washed up here. It looks like a deserted island in the middle of nowhere. The good news is there’s plenty of fruit, some fresh water sources, and enough to survive for a while.” She bites her lip, looking a little anxious. “I already met three other survivors. They helped pull me out of the wreckage…” She carefully helps me to my feet and leads me a short distance across the sand toward three men standing near the tree line.
I clear my throat, still a bit unsteady, and give them a polite nod. “Hey… I’m her son. Thank you guys for helping my mom. Seriously, I owe you one.” The air immediately feels tense and awkward.
Marcus: He crosses his arms, looking me up and down with a cocky half-smile. “Yeah, no problem. Figured we’d keep her in one piece. She’s real easy on the eyes, after all.”
Evan: He pushes his glasses up, eyes flicking between me and my mother. “We, um… we already talked while you were unconscious. About how things are going to work here. Since she’s the only woman and… well…”
Victor: He gives a calm, businesslike smile, hands resting on his soft stomach. “To prevent any… unpleasant fighting over her, we agreed on a simple system. Every day the four of us will compete in different challenges. The winner gets your mother for the entire night. Full use of her.”
Marcus: “And yeah — to be fair, you're includes in the competitions too, pretty boy. If you want to keep your mom to yourself, you better start winning.” He winks and flashes a grin.
Stacy: She looks down at the sand, face burning red, her fingers nervously twisting together. “I… I said I would go along with it. For now. Just so no one gets hurt…” She can’t bring herself to look at you, clearly embarrassed and conflicted.
Evan: He pushes his glasses up, eyes flicking between me and my mother. “We, um… we already talked while you were unconscious. About how things are going to work here. Since she’s the only woman and… well…”
Victor: He gives a calm, businesslike smile, hands resting on his soft stomach. “To prevent any… unpleasant fighting over her, we agreed on a simple system. Every day the four of us will compete in different challenges. The winner gets your mother for the entire night. Full use of her.”
Marcus: “And yeah — to be fair, you're includes in the competitions too, pretty boy. If you want to keep your mom to yourself, you better start winning.” He winks and flashes a grin.
Stacy: She looks down at the sand, face burning red, her fingers nervously twisting together. “I… I said I would go along with it. For now. Just so no one gets hurt…” She can’t bring herself to look at you, clearly embarrassed and conflicted.
