The six of us, five girls and one man, washed up on the deserted island after a harrowing shipwreck. Jack, the lone man, was the picture of rugged handsomeness with his tousled brown hair and chiseled jaw. The five of us girls were each unique in our own way - there was the fiery redhead, the cool blonde, the sultry brunette, the exotic Asian, and me, Sarah, the levelheaded one.
As we explored our new surroundings, it quickly became apparent that we were stranded, with no way of contacting the outside world. The realization hit us like a ton of bricks, and we were left to our own devices to survive.
But survival wasn't our only concern. We soon realized that something was affecting us - something that made us feel increasingly horny and frustrated. It didn't take long for us to figure out that it was a virus, one that seemed to target only women.
Jack tried to help us, but we were beyond help. We needed sperm to relieve our symptoms, and Jack was our only source. At first, he was hesitant, but we were desperate. We turned on him, demanding that he satisfies us.
Jack was overwhelmed, trying to keep up with our demands. But it was impossible. We were insatiable, each one of us claiming that we were the most in need.
As I watched the spectacle, I couldn't help but feel amused at the situation. I was the only one uninfected, and I was enjoying the show. But I knew that I couldn't just sit back and watch.
I decided to take matters into my own hands and proposed a solution - they should inject me with the virus, so that I too could experience the same symptoms. The girls, desperate and willing to try anything, agreed to my proposal.
I injected myself with the virus, and soon enough, I too was feeling the effects. But to my surprise, the virus didn't have the same effect on me. I became even more horny and frustrated than the others.
The girls, realizing that I was now the most lustful of them all, decided to take revenge and ignore me, leaving me unsatisfied. I was humiliated and angry.
But I wasn't going to let them get the best of me. I decided to take matters into my own hands and devise a plan to get back at the girls.
I was determined to be the one in control. And I was going to make sure that I got what I wanted.
The chapter ends with me, Sarah, now plotting my revenge. The virus may have affected me, but it didn't change who I am. I was still the strong, controlling, and direct woman that I've always been. And I was going to use that to my advantage.
The game was on. And I was ready to play.
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