Part 3The Venom of Mercy

Tyler stripped down and waded in.

After just two steps, he let out a sharp gasp. His face contorted, his muscles twitching.

Chloe laughed from the bank. "Tyler! Is it working already? Is a snake wrapping around your... you know?"

The other guys got excited. "Damn, that’s intense!"

"Don't tell me you can't handle it, Tyler!"

Tyler looked like he was in agony. But he gritted his teeth, his ego refusing to let him back out. "I'm fine! Get in here! Let's see who can stay in the longest!"

I watched them all pile into the water.

I smiled. Let’s see who dies first.

Soon, every boy in the water had a look of sheer pain on his face. But they were all "Alpha males"—no one wanted to be the first to scream.

The water was too muddy to see the blood.

Tyler, the first one in, whispered, "Why does it feel so... swollen?"

Chloe smirked. "I heard that in these springs, the 'energy' makes men more well-endowed. Maybe you should check for yourselves."

They actually fell for it. They started checking themselves under the water, their faces lighting up with a sick kind of pride.