Between being crushed between not one, but three pairs of massive testicles; nearly smothered by said testicles; and, arguably worst of all, nearly drowning in terrible smelling (and tasting) sexual fluids, you were officially done. It was such a vague term, but that was the only term you could come up with to describe your mood. Done. You couldn't believe that a couple hours ago, losing a sailboat race was the worst thing that could happen, now you were essentially being bartered into sexual slavery by three perverse (and one genocidal) giant shemales.
So, once your fleshy prison finally broke up, it was with only a vague interest that you looked up. A couple of large, dainty hands shifted her testicles around, until you finally saw the face of your future tormentor.
"Yes! I won!" The girl puffed out her chest and gave a smug smile.
Of course, it had to be this one...
This "girl" was... appearance-wise, not anything you expected. Julia was a very well built shemale, large breasts, large penis, large everything. She looked as if she walked right out of a porn magazine somewhere. This girl... well, there was a Japanese term for her... what was it?
Oh, right! Loli.
Well, the term was slightly more dignified than "jailbait" you supposed. Her breasts were non-existent, and she had brunette curls, reaching to her shoulders and framing a face that still had a sort of youthful "pudginess" to it. Hell, if she weren't towering over you, you'd probably categorize her as a very "cute" and "innocent" kid. Because of what just happened, you were going with the nickname "twindick."
Almost humorously enough, save for Julie's profile, up until now, the only thing you got to see up close of any of them was their penises. Out of all of them, it appeared you got "twin-dick." You were almost hoping to get Julia. From the stories she was sharing, at least she would probably kill you quickly.
Speaking of Julia,
"Dammit!" She moaned in disappointment. "Its not fair, just because you have two sets-"
"Rules are rules." Said the third shemale. Huh, now that you didn't actively fear for your life, you were starting to notice things about them. For instance, "horse dick" over there had a certain professional air about her. She reminded you, eerily enough, of that chemistry professor you had years ago...
"Still, I must admit disappointment." 'Horse-dick' continued. "I could have learnt so much from him."
With an earthshaking stomp, Julia let out an exasperated sigh. "You and your boring egghead stuff. Don't you ever shut up about it?"
Even though you were obscured under pockets of testicle flesh, you could feel the air chill. The flesh jiggled a bit as 'twindick' backed up a bit. "You ignorant twit, I will have you know-"
...And, whoever you were attached to made the wise decision to exit stage left. She didn't even bother to grab her bikini set