Rachel squeezes the hand of the friendly woman back, and smiles and says: "Is it that obvious?"
The woman smiles back and says, " Don't worry about it, they'll explain in a minute. Stag Tag is one of my favorite special events. I'm Zoey, by the way."
Rachel introduces herself, and is about to ask Zoey a few questions when the attendant announces through a handheld microphone: "Okay! We're about to get started. Who's ready for Stag Tag!"
Most of the women in the group hoot and cheer.
"So I'm assuming those of you who didn't make noise don't know what Stag Tag is," the attendant laughs: "It's very simple. This young male here will soon be taken by me deep into the woods, transformed into a prime, rutting and raring to go male deer ... a buck ... a stag. Actually, we'll make some adjustments to make him even more desirable, including enhanced endurance ... you ladies will then get naked and run into these woods here for a simple game of tag. The stag is 'it' ... he will try to catch you ... you can run and hide ... if he does catch you--- and he eventually will---he will fuck you. And that will trigger your transformation into a sexy doe, maybe with a touch of female human DNA. The last human female standing gets a huge cash prize and a free bonus trip on the island. The rest of you will, shall I say, still have a really good time. Now that you know, you're free to leave now. If you stay, you've got to play. Any questions?"
Rachel's mouth drops open but she is too flabbergasted by the attendant's words to react.
The attendant says, "Good! Let's go." She hops on the utility vehicle with the still very nervous looking young man, and drives into the woods, calling back: "Stand by for your pregame treatment!"