Coworkers/co-eds transported another world

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I sometimes find it fun to think about who among people I know would be able to handle an outlandish survival situation. So today I thought "what if me and my coworkers got transported to some alien planet and had to fend for ourselves or try to fit in with the natives and their ways?

It started rather soberingly, with how many of my coworkers are parents and they'd be quite distressed to be away from their families. Most of them also were born and raised in the city so their survival skills were limited (I myself know a few tricks but aside from basic first aid, locating fresh water, making shelter, and sewing, I'm pretty limited too).

Then another thought hit me...how long until everyone starts banging? Based on some conversations that rub a bit too close on the harassment side of things, it's become apparent that a good chunk of my coworkers would use the opportunity to try and get with a few a few select (male) coworkers or their second or third choices (yeah, didn't even take a full beer to get that info).

So my thought was, what if a group of undersexed coworkers all ended up transported to some alien world? Alternatively, a large college lecture hall gets transported with all of the students. How would they survive? If there are no locals, what sort of society would they create? If there are locals, how would they handle first contact?

...and how long till everyone starts banging?
 
It's a ground-floor office (so nobody falls from a height). It's a normal boring workday. Suddenly, a flash! The office building and outside civilization vanish, as do the workers' clothes. The office staff find themselves standing naked in a meadow near a bubbling brook in a primeval forest. What to do, what to do?

After some hysteria and depression, sex is the only entertainment. The old office power-trippers find their political games are meaningless. Former Boy and Girl scouts become the new leaders because survival skills. Net-nerds have some useful arcane knowledge. The rest are pawns, dependents. Cue the New World Order on Tau Ceti II.
 
Do I see a theme in your thought process?

Well, it is erotica after all.

Also Hypoxia, for a second there I thought you meant the planet Khan was trapped on. Though seriously, I like the idea, the arcane knowledge bit amused me since I've been meaning to play Albion.
 
Well, it is erotica after all.
Yeah, folks gotta fuck every now and then here. Question here is, how often and with how many? This is a prime Group Sex setup with room for many kinks. Who coalesces around the BBC guy? Who does the spry old gal enmesh in her web of intrigue? Do former power-trippers find themselves in Sub roles? Does an asexual observe dryly from the sidelines? Do the uber-Scouts (all genders) acquire harems?

Also Hypoxia, for a second there I thought you meant the planet Khan was trapped on. Though seriously, I like the idea, the arcane knowledge bit amused me since I've been meaning to play Albion.
I visualized only a generic paradise planet, a proto-Earth unsullied by civilization. There should of course be some pesky critters around to challenge the involuntary colonists in this Adam-and-Eve clusterfuck. A net-nerd knows in detail how to craft weaponry from raw materials, like making throwing bolos and katana swords. Another knows astronomy and can locate their place in the universe. Factions form, of course. Even Paradise goes political.

My usual question: What ending do you visualize?
 
Yeah, folks gotta fuck every now and then here. Question here is, how often and with how many? This is a prime Group Sex setup with room for many kinks. Who coalesces around the BBC guy? Who does the spry old gal enmesh in her web of intrigue? Do former power-trippers find themselves in Sub roles? Does an asexual observe dryly from the sidelines? Do the uber-Scouts (all genders) acquire harems?

I visualized only a generic paradise planet, a proto-Earth unsullied by civilization. There should of course be some pesky critters around to challenge the involuntary colonists in this Adam-and-Eve clusterfuck. A net-nerd knows in detail how to craft weaponry from raw materials, like making throwing bolos and katana swords. Another knows astronomy and can locate their place in the universe. Factions form, of course. Even Paradise goes political.

My usual question: What ending do you visualize?

It depends on whether they prioritize finding food and shelter first OR immediately go the fucking. Since I didn't see anyone above mention food and shelter, I'm guessing their chances of survival, even in a paradise, might be iffy. If they're like the people above me and go to sex as the primary activity, they may be in trouble. Especially since sex will create new mouths to feed (did anyone bring condoms?). :D
 
It depends on whether they prioritize finding food and shelter first OR immediately go the fucking. Since I didn't see anyone above mention food and shelter, I'm guessing their chances of survival, even in a paradise, might be iffy. If they're like the people above me and go to sex as the primary activity, they may be in trouble. Especially since sex will create new mouths to feed (did anyone bring condoms?). :D
The Scout leaders aim them toward food-water-shelter survival priorities. But if you bend over to examine herbs, you might get pegged, right? And a newly-built shelter offers a little privacy for a group session. Once the basics are tended to, folks will concentrate on politics and sex. That's traditional -- read pioneer histories.

The themes of this office-to-Eden story: Social upset. New beginnings. Hot sex.
 
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