Walking towards the Frisbee, the ground gets muddier and the heat feels even hotter. Maybe it’s the humidity, it’s hard to tell. My feet squish into the mud below me a few times. I can hear the sounds of lots of birds too. At least, I think they’re birds. Playing dead didn’t work. Japanese sex I’m completely screwed. “Ah!”
“Are you alright, honey?”
“Yeah, I just had my eye on the Frisbee.” I look through the fence and spot the bright pink disc. Suddenly, I feel something clamp down on my side. My left arm and left tit are pressed tight against my torso by some sort of moist clamp. Before I get a chance to look and see what just happened, this clamp jolts forward slamming my right side against something, pinning my other arm. I drop the Frisbee as I’m jolted sideways. It feels like I’ve been slammed into a fallen tree trunk. As I look to
