Transcript Start<br /><br />It's been a few days since my boat holed itself on a rock off shore before finally giving in to the waves just a few feet away from safe, dry land.<br /><br />Well, it was still wet, but land we could put our feet on without worrying about drowning. Guess the rumours of this island drawing ships to their end weren't joking around.<br /><br />And now i'm all thats left.<br /><br />It was just me and a few other survivors, plus the stuff we managed to get off ship before the thing went under. We've managed to setup camp near the shoreline. There's just endless forest behind us, and a few signs of other people having been here before. Like the journal some poor sap left behind, looks like something you'd see in an antique shop.<br /><br />Well after re-reading the thing, I guess we should've listened to the 'ramblings' Sam dismissed as insanity.<br /><br />Even without reading, the signs were there; from our rations vanishing overnight to the mysterious figures of women Susanne, one of the passengers, came screaming to us about when she came back from taking a bath in the nearby river, she never set foot in the forest after that, at least, not alone. Of course, we didn't believe the hysterical woman, maybe she was just seeing things y'know? Panic and fear does that to people.<br /><br />Until Sam vanished the following night, not even a sound, just...gone, like he'd just faded from existence. We did a search for him but we didn't dare go too deep into the forest. Damn place is crawling with critters and the foliage is thick enough for you to lose your way if you don't keep track. I searched almost the whole afternoon with Thom, my best friend out of the bunch who came with me on this cruise gone bad.<br /><br />We only managed to find his clothes and they reeked, like, really bad. But i got the feeling me and Thom were being watched, I told him we should book it and he agreed, apparently that same chill was in his eyes as well.<br /><br />We slept together in the only tent we could pitch that night, not wanting to risk being taken off guard and whisked away by whatever took Sam...but that feeling of being watched was there again, like a heavy aura that just crushed us as we ate from the last of our canned food.<br /><br />Whatever took Sam had grown bold that night, it waited till our fire died down, till the last of us fell asleep.<br /><br />We didn't even hear the leaves cracking outside before Susanne got dragged out the flap screaming, and the rest of us, not feeling like being caught of course, ran like hell.<br /><br />I just sat behind the trunk of a tree hidden by a bush when i saw what had been stalking us the entire time we got here; it was a woman, or rather, a group of them. I couldn't help but keep looking at them, i mean, they were all nude and had these tribal tattoos painted all over them for one thing, and it wasn't as if these were neanderthals either, they all looked like they could be a lineup from a beauty pageant or something.<br /><br />What did snap me was Thom's cry as he came rolling down the hillside i was on, our eyes meeting for that one split second as he flew by, another of those amazonian women came sliding down after him, her movements refined and accurate, which made sense given how they'd probably been here for a long time.<br /><br />The thing is, it wasn't her bright red hair or amazing tits that caught my eyes this time, but Sam's necklace. The thing was dangling around her neck, was she the one that got him that night? A trophy for her catch? Did they chop him up for food or some poor sarcifice for whatever god they worshipped? I could picture that lovely face smeared over with Sam's blood as she took a bite out of him.<br /><br />Though what came next? Was totally out of this world.<br /><br />With Thom pinned, and him calling out for help as he tried to crawl towards me, I was tempted to sneak out of there in fear of the huntresses noticing me, but thankfully, it looked like they coudn't understand a lick of english, speaking among each other in some weird tongue while the redhead that had straddled Thom giggled happily as she stripped him down to his bare skin, stunning his cries of fear into silence as the group of women watched their partner...satisfy herself...it was tempting to just walk out of my hidey hole and jump in.<br /><br />Until i saw what was happening to Thom as his bulky frame began to change with each time the redhead lady raised herself up only to impale herself a little bit deeper on Thom's dick, the same dark skin beginning to spread over him as his manly grunts began to sound more like girly whimpers.<br /><br />It was subtle but he was shrinking, his muscles fading away only for fat to bubble up under his shiny skin. The man was looking a lot like a little teenager as he struggled to crawl out from under his partner, I don't think she even bothered to care that her partner was beginning to grow a hefty set of milkers with how loud she was moaning, Thom's new arousing voice joining hers as the two hit climax together.<br /><br />Eventually his...or rather her weiner just slid out of the redhead's cunt with a pop after she finished blowing the last load of her life, i could hear the wet splat of cum from where i hid, it was fascinating and gross to see a man's penis turn itself inside out before sliding back up inside of the undoutably female body it was now attached to.<br /><br />By the time the redhead helped up the new sexy woman that had replaced Thom, i started to get up myself when i remembered the only one who knew where i hid was the former Thom, the look she shot me as she told her new sisters where I was made it clear that the old friend i knew wasn't in there anymore, whatever curse or virus that did this to him seemed to wiped his head. I just ran away, never looking back. Unsure if they were even giving chase before i made it back to the beach.<br /><br />And here i am, it's been well over a day and i haven't noticed that feeling of being watched anymore, i'm still hiding but i'm not sure I have the will to continue anymore. I returned to the abandoned camp that morning to find Susanne and the other's clothes lying everywhere. Guess their all just mindless tribals now...mindless sexy tribals...I can't tell how many times I've nutted one out to the image of Sam and Thom. That isn't gay now is it?<br /><br />But it's getting harder everyday to not resist that urge...and I can't tell if Thom knows im here, because she's been dropping by the camp every night, her curvy body just begging to be carressed as her chocolate brown skin just sparkles in the moonlight. It's like shes this untouchable goddess of the forest, her new head of braided, silky green hair and the same tribal tattoos painted over her adding to that feel.<br /><br />And if that wasn't enough, she tries on the outfits left behind by the female passengers; from Susanne's bikini to one of the other girls' swimsuits, I don't know if she actually remembers what they were but with how much trouble she had putting on a one piece swimwuit before she seemed satisfied with the thing digging into her crotch while leaving her tits exposed told me she didn't.<br /><br />Well fuck it, i'm going to see if I can sneak in from behind and get the drop on her, pounce her and start fucking? Or take things slow and let it get nice and steamy? Either way, this'll probably be my last time writing on this journal, maybe it'll help you, whoever you are. Compared to the fruit, I'd take being fucked into a girl any other day.<br /><br />Maybe you should too?<br /><br />Transcript End<br /><br />A short cap from a pov perspective and a sortof sequel to the last cap i made of the first crew stranded on an island.<br /><br />Image by KoBi420 :&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/19827154">www.pixiv.net/en/users/1982715&hellip;</a>