"Well, what say you?" the Queen asked the gang of Amazonians. Your captorrs gather in a huddle and begin whispering. It took them a matter of seconds to decide what they wanted to do.
"We like little sister" said the one who kept you in her thong for the journey back. "She smart and funny. We have nice talk and laugh alot."
"You were laughing with them?" you said incredulously to your wife.
"They're a fun bunch," your wife admitted.
"Half the time they were laughing about farting on me!"
"Well... come on. You gotta admit from outside it would look kind of funny," she weakly tried to defend, though her guilt was evident.
"We say make funny little sister part of tribe," another of the Amazonians said. The room was suddenly filled with a murmur of mild approval. No one was excited, but they seemed to think it was a cute idea.
"Very well. She shall begin her induction to the tribe immidiatley," the queen declared. Several Amazonians joined the one who was taking Sarah to her apparent re-education. They all seemed to be getting along quite well.
Now it was just you and a room full of Amazons none of whom looked all that friendly.
"And him?" The Queen asked.
"He just man! Men for butt!"
You gulp in fear as every amazonian in the room began chanting in unison, "Men for butt! Men for butt!"
"Then..." The Queen declared:
Which one?
Option 1: We shall bring back the weekly man lottery for the first time in years!
Option 2: You shall simply take turns. I trust you my sisters!
Option 3: He shall be the prize, and object for the games at our new sisters welcoming festival!
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