shipwrecked on anal goddess island

[wntctrlmyslf]

ICC: i've been living on this island my whole life and never knew there was anything more than anal sex with my sisters and our make-shift dildos we carve from the native wood. then, one miraculous day, a ship wrecked on our lush land. there were these strange creatures that had dildos attached to them where we have moist, pink skin tunnels. what fun we have discovered! we love it the most in the backdoor, though, and these creatures have been more than willing to pleasure us the waay we love, as long as we bathe, feed and worship them, which we are more than willing! cum see what we can give over to you.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Albert, First Officer:

I'd struggle through the surf, after unsuccessfully trying to save the Captain, that covered the uncharted reef we'd struck in the night and managed to make it to shore.

I was exhausted from fighting the swells and outgoing tide and collapsed and fell asleep just above the tide line.

When I woke the sun was about an hour above the horizon. I rolled over and was dumbstruck to see....

 

[TouChMeHeRE]

amile

occ: hi dawn. guess who

icc: i awoke before sunrise and went for a walk on the beach. as far as i could tell none of my sisters were awake yet. as i looked off into the distance i saw a strange figure laying at the edge of the water. to my amazement it began to move. at first i was frightened, but then my curiosity got the best of me and i walked over to see what it was. as i got closer, i heard the creature making a noise, but i couldnt understand it. then, slowly the creature got up onto its two back legs. it walked just like we do! the creatures outer garments were torn and wet, and it looked hurt. it came stumbiling towards me, and i slowly backed away. suddenly the creature grabbed me and pulled me close to it. i was frightened, but aroused at the same time. what could this creature possibly do to me?

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Albert, First Officer:

It was a vision of lovliness and bare clad at that. A very brief loin covering, shell necklace and a bright and colorful flower in her long hair were her sole adornments.

I struggled to my feet. My head was pounding from striking a rock I guess and the bright sun light. I was covered with sand and dried salt and what little of my uniform I'd managed to pull on was in tatters.

I was nearly insane from the raging thirst. I'd vomited out the salt water I'd swallowed last night, but was desperate for water to replenish what I'd lost and to fight the dehydration of the salt. Things all sailors are familar with or they die.

I staggered toward the woman hoarsely asking for help, for water. More than anything right this instant I needed water.

She stood stock still and when I reached her I grasped her arm and pulled her to me. It was hard to ignore her naked beauty and how it felt against my bare skin, but water was vital.

I pointed at the sea and then pantomimed drinking. When she didn't seem to understand I staggered to the ocean and lifted a cupped hand of salt water to my mouth as if I was going to drink it.

Then I turned us to face the island and motioned along it's length and again made the drinking motion and shrugged my shoulders as I again motioned to the island.

I only hoped that she understood for it was getting harder to stand. My grip on her arm and the added stability from it all that was keeping me on my feet.

 

[TouChMeHeRE]

amile

the creature was not doing well and he frightened me. i broke free of his grasp and decided it would be best to find the elder. she would surely know what to do. i turned and ran back to our village, and as i did, the creature tried to follow me, but collapsed after taking several steps. i ran as hard as i could towards the village and awoke the sleeping elder. i told her what i had found and she decided to go look at this struggling creature for herself. off we went to inspect the creature, the elder, my sister and i.

occ: wntctrlmyslf, jump in here.. and someone care to play the elder?

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Albert, First Officer:

In my weakened state I couldn't hold on as she pulled and jerked free of my grasp and began to run toward the line of trees. I tried to follow but in a couple of steps my legs gave out and I collapsed onto the sand.

I held up my hand and hoarsely croaked out, "Help me. Don't go. Water. Need water."

She paused, then ran off and vanished into the trees.

I fixed my eyes on where she disappeared and began to pull myself toward the spot. My fogged mind figured if she went that way then somewhere there should be water in the same direction. I needed that and to get out of the sun's heat. Now that is was fully risen and climbing the growing heat made it very obvious that we were in the tropical latitudes.

Slowly, painfully I crawled and wormed my way into the shade of the trees. There was a path of sorts and I crawled following it in a dogged and fixed way. My sole goal, to find water.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Professor Peter Abernathy

OOC: Forgive me, but the title of this thread is just too great to ignore! If you can use another guy, I'll play Professor Peter Abernathy, who was travelling on the ship that sunk.

IC: I'm Professor Peter Abernathy, and I was lucky enough to be on deck when the ship ran aground, unlucky enough to be hit on the head and knocked unconscious by a falling spar, and lucky enough again to fall into a lifeboat with an ample supply of water. All my equipment, all my specimens went down in the ill-fated ship

Still, one shouldn't complain, and I was delighted when I spotted a speck of land and I made for it with all possible dispatch. I made it over the reef--though I did take a terrible tumble on the coral, scratching myself up considerably--and into the lagoon, where there was hardly a wave. It was night, but there was enough moonlight to see the considerable volcanic cone that formed the base of this odd island, looming against the stars. I dragged myself up on the sand and collapsed, simply happy to be alive.

But where was I? What was this place? An island? An archipelago? Or maybe part of a mainland? I stood up, my legs weak and walked up into into the trees. In the moonlight there seemed to be a path, and I followed it without thinking, noticing the typical pelagic flora.

I'd been pretty badly scraped up by the coral, and the seawater on my clothes stung, so I took removed them and proceeded au natural on my trek.

The part that stung me the most though was a scrape on my male appendage, of all places. I stopped in a little glade in the trees and inspected him, turning him this way and that, when I thought I heard something move in the trees.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC:

Hello Doc. *s

We need to ask 'the ladies' about the era. I was writing in the day of sailing ships when there were still many, many uncharted islands.

I'll wait to see what they decide.

 

[TouChMeHeRE]

ooc: well, wntctrlmyslf just kinda randomly came up with this, and good luck catching her online. the idea of the time of sailing ships and uncharted islands sounds cool.. lets go with it. we'll keep the other guy, but im waiting for a girl or two to jump in.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC:

Hopefully she'll rejoin us and it's just holidays and rt keeping her busy. More females and males would be good. *G

Now that you have two of us time to begin to write again until other inhabitants of the Island appear don't you think?

Why not put out a 'casting call" for more to join in?

 

[dr_mabeuse]

OOC

OOC: Sorry folks. I didn't see anything giving a sign of what the era was. Whenever you want to set it is okay with me.

This is such a great title though! I can even see sequels: "Return to Anal Goddess Island", "Queen of Anal Godess Island", "Escape from Anal Godess Island"!

I hope to hell we can get some more goddesses!

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

S*

Waiting for wntctrlmyslf and Touchme to post and more would be good. You invite one and I will too. *G

Oooooooo and Revenge of the Anal Goddes as an evil sequel where all but the anus is sealed shut because other places were being taken and enjoyed. *L

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Professor Peter Abernathy

Too exhausted to go very far on my first night, I took refuge under the fronds of an enormous fern and spent a comfortable night under mild and temperate skies.

I awoke refreshed, and now that it was daylight i began to notice some of the remarkable plants that grew in the jungle. There seemed to be an unusually high number of plants with what I can only describe as penoform fruits, by which I mean that the fruits of these plants bore a striking resemblance to the male generative organ. Very striking.

One tree produced seed pods that were hard and slick and from four to eight inches long and about one to one and a half inches thick. Another produced similarly sized pods that were ribbed and veined in remarkable versimilitude to what nature has provided to the male of our own species, even down to two soft, spherical appendages that dangle from the base of this pod and that, when manipulated, eject a viscous, white liquid from the tip of the pod.

I happened to taste some of this fluid and found it quite tastey. And so I broke my fast, sucking on these pods and manipulating the little spheres to extract every drop. As I was so engaged, I was certain that I heard the sound of feminine giggles coming from the jungle, but i could not locate its source.

I continued my trek and came at last a series of large, smooth, rounded rocks, and as I inspected these, I trembeld with excitement, for there was no doubt that these rocks were the work of human beings!

They seemed to be some sort of religious structures, about twenty feet high, and studying them I realized that they looked like nothing so much as a human posterior, inclusive even of the anus, symbolized by a hole in the rock in which many of the aforementioned pods had been inserted, no doubt as part of some pagan ritual.

At this I must confess I grew uneasy. I have considerable knowledge of the cultures of this part of the world, but I had never heard of a sect that worshipped this part of the human anatomy.

With considerable more caution I continued my exploration of this strange island.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Analia

Analia giggled as she darted through the forest.
She was unconcerned by the rumours of strange creatures; creatures who were supposed to have sighted on the island that morning.
Who would believe that? The very idea was bizarre!
She assumed it was one of her young companions, merely their idea of a jest.
Or perhaps it was a ploy to keep her within the confines of the community.
The elders did not encourage Analia to wander beyond the limits of the forest, but were loath to actually forbid her.
Alalia knew that her many forays to the beach were disapproved of, but being young and headstrong, this only made her more determined.

At 18, Analia was one of the most free-spirited of the new initiates.
Her colouring was striking; her long thick hair was deeply auburn, her skin glowed bronze in an even layer over her entire skin.
She preferred to run naked, shunning the ceremonial wear and finding additional adornment pointless. Indeed her wild beauty needed no complimenting.
Wilful and determined, her temperament was balanced with a loving, caring streak, which resulted in her being indulged, rather than corrected.
The elders of the community regarded her with amused exasperation.
Only her openness and enthusiasm to learn and try new things had persuaded them that she was ready to fully embrace her anal service.

Finally, Analia broke through the trees and sprinted onto the beach.
Now exposed to the midday heat, Analia slowed her pace and made her way to the ocean, enjoying the feel of the sand as it squeezed between her toes.
The water lapped warmly at her bare feet as she stood a hand shading her eyes, looking out to sea.
Analia was a dreamer.
She never shared her thoughts, but she wondered what, if anything were beyond the limits of their world.
She had been told that the sea was eternal, but her mind raced to try to understand how that could be.
Sighing, she turned, intending to walk along in the shallows, but she halted as a piece of white fabric caught her eye.
Wading up to her thighs, she reached out and pulled the light garment towards her and made her way to shore.

Analia ran her fingers over the thin fabric.
She draped it around her body and was amazed to find that the whiteness showed transparent as she held it against her.
The surface of the material was soft, yet it seemed strong.
Analia examined the item in puzzlement.
Never had she seen material with such colour and such properties.

Little did she realise that the garment she had wrapped about her was a man’s shirt, an item that had been washed up as a result of the shipwreck.

 

[English Lady]

Occ

Lori
wavy brunnette hair down to her waist.piercing blue eyes,intense and questioning, tall and curvy,her large breasts are the envy of the village along with her wonderfully large and pert backside.


Icc
sick of being the centre of attention in the village she has set up a little camp of her own on the cliffs over looking the sea. All the other girls just wanted to use her cute little behind all the tme and she was sick of being used by them. the long fruit no longer satisfied her. it bored her. She wanted something more, her body longed for something,but what she could not tell. So in her frustration she had left the village to live on her own, to contemplate and live a life of celibacy, if she could not have what she needed then she would not be used for other peoples pleasure.

As she watched the sea one day, she saw a tiny speck out on the waves, as it got closer she could see a strange piece of wood,shaped like a bannana being tossed around in the water.after a while she heard a strange cracking and creaking sound as the strange wooden contraption disappeared under the waves. she saw many tiny banana shaped things break away and head for the shore. she sat and watched as creatures dragged themselves onto the beach. they looked familiar, like herself and the other villagers but without breasts and they were covered in fabric, torn and wet except for oner man who she saw coming over the reef. he had ripped off his clothing and was now naked in her sight and what she saw made her gasp. the creature had a pod between its legs, a fruit attached where there should be soft hair and the secret feminine entrance. how intriguing!

without further thought lori rushed down to the beach to find him, coming close she hung back and hid in the bushes just watching the beast. he seemed fascinated by the plants, the sacred fuck pods especially. Lori wondered if she might just have found the something she wanted,the something missing from her life. as she moved forward to look closer she did not watch where she trod and

SNAP

a branch cracked beneath her

freezing she watched as the strange animal looked her way,searching for what had made the noise.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Professor Peter Abernathy

I heard a branch snap in the jungle near by, and looking up, I saw the distinct flash of human skin, unmistakable against the green vegetation. I sropped my clothes and took off after it, calling out "Wait! Stop! I won't hurt you!" as I ran.
The creature led me a merry chase, obviuously they knew the jungle perfectly, while I stumbled and crashed my way after them. Every so often I'd lose them, but then there would be a giggling sound or some motion to catch my eye, and off I would go again, caling out in every language I knew.

Fronm the sound of the laughter I discerned that the creature must be a female, a suspicion that was confirmed when I caught a glimpse of a shapely leg betfore it disappeared into the bush.

No doubt she must have found my plight amusing, for she led me on for quite a while, until at last I found myself near the sacred stones again, quite done in.

At that moment the she stepped out from behind a tree not twenty feet away and my jaw dropped as I found myself looking at an absolutely stunning young woman, lavishly endowed, and quite unashamedly naked.

She looked at me in a way that was both shy and bold at the same time--perhaps 'flirtatious' would be a better word--and all I could do was gape in surprise. She was young, apparently caucasion though tanned a rich golden brown from the sun. Her hair was quite long but neatly brushed and fell in tantalizing waves over her shoulders, barely hiding her large and perfect breasts, which showed a natural cleavage even though she was naked. He belly was lightly muscled, and her hips flared out from her tiny waste in a way that would have shamed a fertility goddess, and when I turned I saw the most exquisite female derriere I have ever seen on a human being, high, round, and deliciously saucy.

I raised my right in the gesture of greeting and tried to communicate in pidgin english.

" 'ello, da! Me fella him ship go sinkee sinkee. Me fella no home. Me friend fella. You fella help? Got eat food Yum Yum?"

It looked like she didn;t understand, then she burst out into laughter, covering her mouth with her hand.

"What in the world are you talking about?" she asked when she stopped laughing. "I can't understand a word of what you say!"

I couldn't have been more shocked than had she sprouted wings and flown away.

"You speak English?" I asked.

"English? What's English? I speak our language." she said. She took a few steps closer. The way her hips moved when she walked was quite extraordinary. "What are you? How did you get that fuck pod attached to you? I see no harness. Are you a monster? Or do you want to love me? I think you need a larger pod."

Suddenly I remembered that I was naked too, and I blushed. She was gesturing to my privates but I didn't know what she was talking about. Her curiosity got the better of her though, and she walked up to me.

"Your face has hairs growing on it! Are those hairs on your body too? You are a very ugly human being. Let me see your pod."

Before I could protest she walked up to me and took my penis in her hand and tugged on it.

"Ow!" I said.

"By the Goddess! It's attached! It's stuck on you!" She got down on her knees and inspected me carefully, looking at my...er...undercarriage."

"Where is your flower?" she asked with alarm. "Where is your flower of heaven? You poor girl! What has happened to you?"

I stammered a few times, totally confused, and by now quite embarrassed. Her touch had also caused my penis to swell to erection.

"It changes size too?" she gasped in amazement.

Her eyes went wide with alarm and she looked up at me in fear. Then she backed up hurriedly on her knees and bowed to the ground at my feet.

"You must be a God! Please, do not slay me, Oh Great One! I beg you! I am Lori, and I long only to serve you, Oh Great and Mighty Master! Your wish is my command!"

 

[English Lady]

what a mavellous creature. it followed me to the sacred site and then spouted gobbledegook at me and then proceeded to talk in my language which it called "eng-leesh" and well it's eyes were wide and it stared at my breasts like they were ripe juicy peaches. maybe it was hungry.


Anyway i had to go in and gget a better look at the fuck pod round its waist. It was attached, it was part of the strange animal. I felt it,unlike the fuck pod it was soft and small and asort of squidgy but as I touched it it grew and grew until it was as hard as the fuck pod fruit. then i remembered the teachings of the elders, all about the fabled "Men" who had fuck pods attached to their bodies and the seed of which could create new beings. God's who came from afar, created all the sisters of the village then left again,leaving us the fuck pod as a gift.


This hairy creature is a god. Oh what have I done? I hope i haven't offended it.

"You must be a God! Please, do not slay me, Oh Great One! I beg you! I am Lori, and I long only to serve you, Oh Great and Mighty Master! Your wish is my command!"

I supplicated myself before this Man and hoped he would be merciful.

 

[TedScamp]

Dr. Mickleson

Occ: att: DeliciousMaiden

Glad to have finally made it to Island #342, a deserted island off that was about forty miles off of the last island he was making notes of. He was finally glad to have made it, the trip seeming to last a hell of a lot longer then then he anticipated. Doubt had raced though his head, wondering if he had made a wrong turn, if his insterments on his small sailing ship had malfunctioned. He sighs deeply and pulls firmly on the boat, knowing he has to get it a ways up the shore else the tide would take it away and leave him stranded upon this desserted island.
He pulls back once more and something catches his eye to his left, he turns to find a woman sitting upon the shore. He shakes his head, wondering how that she could have gotten here, thinking he was the only expedition to this island. Then it hits him, seeing her beauty, her auborn hair and her lovely dark skin. He quickly cleans off the small lenses of his glasses and peers with his blue eyes at the girl kneeling upon the sand and surf.
He approaches her slowly, checking on his boat every moment or so, until he reaches her and flashes her a warm smile.

Good afternoon, I'm Doctor Mickleson... and you are gorgous... err, I mean... I thought this island wasn't set to be explored again for a few years.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC:

Hi to one and all. *S* Very happy you've joined the story.
Hope someone finds me before the Land Crabs make a meal of my pooor dehydrated body. *L

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Analia

(For Ted)

Good afternoon, I'm Doctor Mickleson... and you are gorgous... err, I mean... I thought this island wasn't set to be explored again for a few years.

Analia gasped and dropped the white fabric, which sagged and hung about her hips as she knelt down in the shallows of the ocean. Her eyes travelled up to the creature.
Where had it come from? What was it?
It’s polite speech and calm manner halted her from her initial reaction, which was to run for cover. But indeed what cover was there?
Nervously, Analia scanned the beach. Nothing to be seen except a bundle of rags.
She eyed them curiously, but there was no time to pursue that curiosity now.
Turning her head desperately, she sawn no one emerging from the forest: Not surprising as many of her sisters ventured this time.

Trapped she looked up at the creature a mixture of fear and curiosity on her features.

”G-good afternoon … wh.. what are you?”

Despite herself Analia held out her hand and let her fingertips tentatively brush the white fabric, which enveloped his torso.
It seemed to be similar to that she had found that morning.
This must be what her sisters had meant by “monster”, but as she looked, she saw too much that was almost human about this creature… similar bone structure, skin, position of features.
He was clothed in ceremonial garments it seemed to Analia.
Where had he come from? Surely she would have seen him crossing the beach?
She looked for footprints; there were none.
He must be a spirit, she concluded in fright!

Analia drew back her hand as if stung.

”You are a spirit? You come from the sea?”

She questioned softly.

”What do you want of me..?”

The fear was clear on her face now.
She had been warned about her fanciable ideas.
Perhaps finally the spirits had come to take her away to the sea she was so drawn to.

”Please… do not harm me..”

She whispered as she looked up at the strange apparition, flinching as his crystal orbs reflected in the sunlight, unaware that they were nothing more magical than seeing glasses.

 

[TedScamp]

Dr. Mickleson

He gapes a bit as he watches the white cloth fall from her breasts, he does his best not to stair, but he hasn't had human contact in the last four months of his journey and even longer sense he had enjoyed the flesh of a woman.

H-harm you, dear girl? I don't know what you mean... and I'm no spirit, I come from London. Surely you know of the place.

He stands strait up once again, feeling his still feel warm where her hand had recently pressed. He does his best to keep his eyes upon her face, it would be terribly rude of him to be gawking at this lady if her husband, and no doubt leader of the other expedition were to appear.

Pardon me, would you be able to tell me who is running the other expedition?

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Professor Peter Abernathy

OOC: PhoenixPrime! Help is on the way! Just let me deal with this native girl, and then I asure you your welfare will be my first concern. She might be dangerous, you know.

IC: As she knelt before me I'm afarid I couldn't keep from noticing the lovely globes of her bottom, how superbly spherical they were, how firm they appeared, how inviting the cleft between them appeared. They were almost a reflection of her enticing spherical breasts, which were now ruelly squashed by her weight upon them, making them bulge out to the sides. Just the sight of them made my member stand out all the prouder.

"Here, here, young lady," I said. "There's no need for that! I am hardly a god! Just a normal man."

At the sound of that last word she only prostrated herself lower, and her hands began to tremble.

"Well I apologize for my lack of clothing, but, well, I do suppose you have seen a man before!"

She trembled even more, and, unless my eyes were mistaken, she started to wave her backside as if in lewd invitation to be mounted.

"Come, come. Can you direct me to your village? I'd like to meet your menfolk and..."

"Oh Great One!" she whispered, "Surely you joke! We have no menfolk here! We are all women. Just my sisters and myself, and my mother our Chief."

"What? No men?"

"No, Great One. You are the first man I have ever seen in my life!"

I couldn't believe it! Never to have seen a man?

I helped her to her feet, but when she saw my manhood standing out so proud and straight, she immediately fell to her knees again, this time with her back to me, and she was clearly presenting her ass--there! I've said it!--to me.

"Now what are you doing?" I asked in confusion.

"As it is written, Oh Great One! My mother has told us that when the Men come, they will show us pleasures of which we can only dream now. I beg you, put your pod in my ass and show me the pleasure we have waited so long for! Please!"

My head was spinning. Could this really be? I couldn't help but contemplate that inviting ass, so young, so smooth. SHe reached between her legs and began to play with herself, stroking her sex organs and sighing with pleasure as she did. Every so often I could see her fingers emerge from her vagina to smear her feminine lubricant of her anus, as if getting ready for me to bugger her as she hissed and whined with growing excitement.

"Er....Lori?" I asked.

"What is it Master? Do not I please you? Shall I use my mouth on you first, as the stories say you Gods like? Shall I take your pod between my breasts and cherish him there? Speak Master, I beg you!"

"Well, you know what I just said about not being a god?"

She looked back at me over her shoulder, her face already flushed with desire. "Yes, Master?"

"Well, I guess I didn't know what I was talking about." I said. "So just forget about it, okay?"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Analia

"H-harm you, dear girl? I don't know what you mean... and I'm no spirit, I come from London. Surely you know of the place. "

Analia stares in confusion.

"London ...?"

She tries the unfamiliar name on her lips.

"You come from the sea?"

She repeats.

"I do not know this London ... you cannot be living here ... I have never seen such a creature as you ... do you know me ? ... what I am ...?"

She watches as he stands before her.
Confusion takes over from the fear.

"Pardon me, would you be able to tell me who is running the other expedition?"

Again his words make no sense to her.

" ... expedition ... ?"

She echos helplessly.

"Please, London Spirit, do not be angry ... "

Slowly, her eyes on his, she stands, the white fabric drops as she holds it in her hand, the material trailing in the water.
She sees his eyes move over her body.
She is not aware that it is her nudity which is drawing his attention.
She glances down at the material and gasps suddenly.

"Please...! I did not steal this ... I found it ... ! "

She steps forward, her face stricken with fear and holds the dripping shirt out to him.

 

[English Lady]

"Of course Master! " i exclaim"you were making a godly joke at my expense no doubt! I want to worship you oh mighty one, i want to feel your amazing pod! I have never seen anything like it before and i so want to feel it master, in my butt master. Our sacred writings tell us that Man likes to insert his pod there, into our dark recesses. We do it to each other master, my sisters and I ,in practise for the day the gods reappear and once again fill us with their hevenly fruit. Please master, I am well lubricated now and ready for your sacred semen. "

Why hasn't he slid it into me yet? Am I unappealing? does he not like my big buttocks or the way I shake them? I shall be an outcast if my sisters discover this!

 

[TedScamp]

Dr. Mickleson

Oh my... you are not from any expedition are you... Please look, my name is Victor, London is another island, but one that is far from here. I came across the sea to see your island.

He takes the shirt and starts self-conciously wringing out the fabric as he continues to contemplate the unusual position. He curses himself a bit as he looks upon the fear in her face, knowing he has botched this first contact with one of the natives. His gaze follows down slowly, unable to look at the fear there, and over her lean form. He feels a surge course though his loins as he suddenly gets a very selfish thought about playing out this 'spirit' idea, and shakes his head. He hands back the wrung out shirt to the girl and slips to one knee before her.

I'm sure you didn't steal this shirt, but it is not mine.