Hentai Horror Survival Island - The Cassandra Castaways (NSFW)

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Chapter 1 - The Wreck of the Cassandra​

Trent Matthews

The Cassandra was a beautiful ship, a swan among ducklings, twenty meters in length, two upper decks and one below. She normally ignored the waves cutting through them. However, the ocean is a bitch and the Cassandra couldn’t ignore the storm that was upon her. The storm swells ran ten meters in height and the normally graceful lady was surging up and down like a porn star riding cock. Down in the engine room, Trent rolled with the bumpy ride. This wasn’t his first storm, or his worst. It would make the top three, but the Cassandra was a big girl. She could handle a rough and wet ride better than his father's fishing boat that he’d cut his teeth on. The Cassandra's engines were purring away, and they were far from any shore. They’d be fine. He was keeping his eye on the bilge pumps. They were taking on a little water, but nothing the pumps couldn’t happen.

The first warning sign was a thump beneath his feet as they troughed out, and the Cassandra plunged down onto her lover the sea. The thump was wrong. Very wrong. Cassandra should be doing a smooth up and down on Neptune’s cock, not the bump and grind. They’d either had the bad misfortune to hit floating garbage like a discarded cargo container, a whale... or they were shallowing out. Trent was still processing this when Cassandra plunged down again and did another bump and grind on something. Once could have been something floating in the water. Twice was landfall. He knew Captain Joeff was a asshole who cared more about schmoozing the clients than the crew, but how big a moron did you have to be in this day of GPS and depth gauges to run the ship into the shoals?

Trent sprinted for the intercom. “Bridge! What the fuck is – ”

The Cassandra plunged down hard and instead of grind there as slam as she bottomed out. Trent was thrown bodily across the engine room and slammed into a pipe. The Cassandra didn’t rise again. Instead she wallowed back and forth in a way that no ship her size should do. That wasn’t a sunken container half-filled with water or a whale. They’d run aground, or at least into an underwater sea mount or reef. Trent picked himself up feeling like he'd just been tackled by a gorilla. He rushed to check the gauges, but halfway there everything went dark. Holy fuck, they’d just lost power! He’d only been Second Engineer for a few weeks, but he still knew his way around the engine room. He felt his way through the room in the pitch dark and found the emergency locker. He opened it, grabbed a life jacket, and donned it with the ease of long practice. Fortunately, it was one of the fancy life jackets with a built in light. He turned it on and spun the wheel on the watertight hatch to the belowdecks corridor. Even when he spun the wheel all the way the hatch didn’t want to open. He put his weight into it and pushed the door open a crack.

Water flooded through the gap. The water pressure almost slammed the door shut and he had to strain against it to force the door wide enough for him push his way through. Fear gave him strength. If he stayed in the engine room, he would die. He wasn’t going down without a fight. He pushed through and into a corridor already up to his knees with water and rapidly growing deeper. As he pushed his way forward the Cassandra rose up again with a swell. Instead of coming down she listed starboard and fell over onto her side. Trent was thrown about again, but he splashed down in water. He picked himself up to find that tall narrow corridor was now slanted as the Cassandra foundered on the shoals. That was bad. The beautiful girl was going down fast. The corridor was now slanted, making the water up to his thighs, but he pushed himself along. He had to get out of the belowdecks, up to the deck, escape... No, and save the passengers. The first duty of any sailor in a shipwreck. Save the passengers first.

Trent waded through the warm rising seawater. Step one get out from the belowdecks. He reached a rent in the hull and pushed past, more swimming than wading and managed to make to a flooded stairwell and up to the maindeck. He was in the passenger quarters. Some of the doors were open, some were closed. Some passengers were just milling about without their lifejackets. Where was the crew helping them to the lifeboats?

"Everyone! Don your lifejackets and make for the lifeboat at the prow of the ship." Because the stern was already sinking. Some listened, others didn't, but he started helping them all to the prow. Where was the rest of the fucking crew?!

 

[Opale]

Elodie was in her cabin when the Cassandra rocked and crashed onto something in the sea. She wasn't sleeping well, but she was sleeping anyway when it happened, and got tossed out of her thin bed, the moment the boat was submerged by a giant wave.

By a caprice of the fate, the library that contained some books, and various items, crumbled onto her in the process, stunning her for few minutes, as the ship started to sink. It was with a deafeing pain on her head, that she woke up from her grogginess, to find out she was trapped under the reversed unfioxed bed, foam matter, and tons of item, with a arm blocked under it. The water was rapidly flooding her part of the cabin, where she was now semi floating, and yelling all she could to get help, in sheer panic.

She started to think she was going to die drowning, when she heard someone opening her door, and from the inclined plan formed by the ground, saw one of the crew sailors rushing himself towards the exit.

"Help me ! oh Help me ! I'm stuck ! The water is flooding my room ! " she gargled as the level of salty murky water started to touch her chin.

 

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Unlike Elodie, Debbie had trouble catching any sleep. She could've sworn that her time in the military had taught her to sleep everywhere, and in every situation, but the constant pounding of the waves kept her awake as she lay in her cabin, bracing herself to the bedframe to stop herself from falling out. Frankly, the storm had her a little worried.
Of course, not getting any sleep meant she was wide awake when shit went sideways and the Cassandra crashed into something. She lacked Trent's in-depth knowledge and had no clue what exactly it was that had happened to the ship and thrown her out of bed, but the fact that the ship wasn't meant to lean sideways like that was obvious even to her.

Debbie was putting on her life-jacket even before the shouting outside started, and took the spare one from under her bed with her as she stepped out of her cabin and headed for Elodie's next door. They might not be able to get to the vests under Elodie's bed, and there was no point in having to go back. The door was already open, but the lights inside were out and water was sloshing about. Debbie stumpled inside, fighting for balance on the slanted floor and holding onto the door-frame with one hand. "Elodie?" A shout called her attention to the bed, where her ward was just going under, trapped under fallen debris. She skittered over, hooked her arms around the girl's torso and hauled her out of bed with adrenaline-fueled strength and not much care. Elodie's stuck arm was twisted painfully before coming free, but hey, at least she wasn't drowning.

Her bodyguard didn't stop pulling until they were out in the hallway again, where she sat Elodie down and promptly started pushing the lifejacket over her head. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

 

[Opale]

Extracting herself rom under the pile of debris, with her nightgown sticking at her nubile young body, Elodie stumbled onto the inclined floor, holding Trent's arm. She blinked, unsure at what she saw in the murky fluid, and extended an arm to grab her glasses that were miraculously still onto the shelter.

Placing them onto her cute nose, she muttered a "yes.. Yes.. I am fine." and crouched to put on the safeguard jacket.

As soon as she had it in hand, the boat moved again, tossing her back into Debbie's arm, and on her butt in the water that was quickly flooding the cabin.

"We have to find my cousin ! And Tammy ! Are they safe ?! And King ? Where is my dog ?!" she asked while rushing out for the door, now equiped with the safeguard jacket, her glasses and just a nightie.

 

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Trent steadied the heiress as she lurched against him. He didn't know most of the passengers, but he did know that this girl was the rich heiress. The older woman with her was probably the female bodyguard he had heard about. The heiress was obviously a bit out of it because her dog's loud bark could be heard despite the thunder.

"He's already on deck!" he shouted just to be heard over the storm. "Keep moving. Forward everyone." Trent kept jostling the passengers pushing them forward. They were missing many of them. Too many. Hopefully some of them had gone to the stern life raft with the crew, but he couldn't tell. Everything was chaos and just being heard over the storm was ridiculous. He herded five passengers and a dog to the life raft at the prow of the ship. Along the way he picked up Zoey, who wasn't even properly a member of the crew. She'd been brought aboard just to be a dive instructor for the rich kids. Still, she was keeping her calm, had her sea legs and helped him get the life raft deployed so that the passengers could enter.

Trent looked around... somewhere off at sea he saw another liferaft floating in the water. Some of the other passengers and crew had made it to safety, but he also saw a light moving through one of the portholes. Someone else was alive down there. He needed to go back for them, but the way the Cassandra was taking on water they also needed to launch now. There lightning also revealed darkness up ahead projecting up out of the sea. Land was at hand at least. They hadn't just hit a reef. They run ashore of some island. He hadn't been watching the charts, he had no clue where, but that opened another option.

He pulled Zoey aside, grabbed her by both shoulders. "Zoey, I think there is someone trapped below. There is a light moving, but we need to launch now." Law of the sea. Passengers first. The duty belonged to the captain, but Captain Jeoff wasn't here. That meant it fell to him. "As ranking officer I order you to get these passengers and the damned dog to safety. Get in the life raft. I'll deploy and then go back for the stranded passenger. We'll swim out."

Trent knew they might not make it. He might get trapped in the Cassandra and go down with the ship and never find the person trapped below. He might find the person and trap both of them, but it was his duty to try. It wasn't suicide. They had hit a reef. If he did get trapped he could probably swim out. Probably.

"Go! You're in charge of this both and the safety of all passengers on the life raft."

 

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"We'll find him!" Debbie assured, and then one of the sailors was next to them, pushing them onwards. The tall woman pulled Elodie to her feet and began running after the sailor, her hands still on Elodie's shoulders, steadying the girl as much as simply hauling her along. Debbie made sure to follow right on Trent's heels, even shouldering aside another passenger that couldn't keep up. She felt bad for it, but her duty was to Elodie's safety first, and that meant reaching that life raft before the ship went under.

When they did she made sure that Elodie was safe and seated, and then went to help others. Debbie scooped up King and simply tossed the big dog at Elodie's lap, then began pulling people inside. "Move it, move it!" Tammy made it, much to her relief - she liked the girl, and she was goof for Elodie - and also both Tony and Kendra, who's presence Debbie noted with far less enthusiasm. And then the only people left on deck were her, Zoey, and the sailor.

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"Okay!" Zoey didn't question Trent for a second - not in a moment like this. "You there, get in the raft!" the diver shouted at a tall woman in shorts and a t-shirt - but with a gun belted beneath her life-jacket - and then turned to shout at Trent. "Maybe I should be the one to go back! I can get my gear, go down with a tank of air!"

 

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Trent gave it a moment's thought. If the Cassandra was sinking faster what Zoey was suggesting might be the best option. However, the Cassandra was sinking too fast. "No, if it comes down to needing scuba gear then whoever is left is already dead." Maybe not, but the Cassandra was going down fast. "Just go."

He turned and went back into the ship. He didn't have a death wish, but he had a duty and he wouldn't abandon ship while there was a passenger who might be saved.

 

[Opale]

Tony was with Tammy, looking desperately for any sign of Elodie, when Debbie and Elodie arrived.

Both arrived to Elodie, and Tammy took her best friend in her arms, under the eyes of the fellowship. "Yes, it is her ! Dang Elodie! You scared me ! Are you ok ?" she asked her, noticing she was all drenched, and wearing a safeguard jacket already. "We have to leave the board, the ship is sinking !" she added, adressing to everyone, including Trent, as he hoped the sailor would know what to do.

Elodie just nodded and hugged Tammy back, trembling either by fear or by the rain that was drenching her in her nightie. Her arms closed around the great dane, which was in her lap now, barking aloud. Her eyes lost in confusion.

 

[Rising Of The Moon]

With everybody else settled in the inflatable raft, Zoey deftly jumped off the deck and landed in the rafts entrance. She spooled out the painter line, allowing the waves to carry them away from the wrecked Cassandra, but she did not cut it yet. If the ship ended up not sinking, or if the water was shallow enough, it would act as an anchor and prevent the raft from floating away, and their chances of rescue were greater if they could stay near their planned route and last known location.
And it would allow Trent and any other survivors to pull themselves along the painter towards the raft.

But minutes passed and Trent didn't return, and fate took the matter out of their hands. Perhaps the reef or whatever the ship had hit was not very large, and now that she was filled with water her balance had been upset. Or perhaps the waves where slowly pushing her off it and into deeper water. Whatever the case, the ship's stern was sinking deeper and deeper, and then the Cassandra rolled under with the groaning of metal. The painter snapped taut, and the whole raft jerked sideways as the sinking wreck began to pull it along before the line snapped and left them floating free, as it was designed to do in just such a situation.

Zoey closed her eyes for a moment, then turned and pointed at Tony and Debbie. "You, and you. Paddles in that pocked over there. Pull them out, give me one, take the others. We have land nearby. That's the safest place for us now."

 

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Once the painter line snapped the Cassandra began to drift at the mercy of the waves that sunk the Cassandra. The tent that provided shelter from the rain for those inside did little for those that had to paddle through it. However, through the wind, the waves, and the rain there was hope. Each flash of lighting revealed a steady darkness ahead. The storm seemed almost intent to drive the life raft to that shore. As they got closer to shore the life raft scraped the reef that had sunk the Cassandra a few times, but then they were past. The roar of the waves became louder as the waves crashed upon the darkened shore. At this distance a little more detail became visible in brief flashes of lighting. Palm trees on the beach and jungle beyond. Land was almost within reach, but perversely as the grew close, the current started pulling them parallel along the coast forcing them to have to fight the current if they wanted to make landfall.

 

[Opale]

The dog barked at storm and rain that was falling on people. Mentally Elodie said goodbye to the Cassandra. She'd been a beautiful ship, but her nerd analytical mind knew they had to escape. The sea was rough and they were taking on water. She zipped up the opening to keep them from taking on any more water. They'd already taken on some, but that didn't matter. They weren't going to be at sea at long.

The raft started rising up and down on the waves. Most of the passengers had the flashlights on their life jackets turned on, so she could see them. They were all wet and scared. "Just hang on! There's land ahead! We hit a reef. We don't have to do anything but hold on tight. The storm is blowing us straight to shore." said Tammy in a yell.

It was just like a roller coaster that went on and on. Elodie was a lot more worried about the raft scraping the reef when a wave troughed out. It also didn't help that the dog wouldn't quit barking.

Elodie, Tammy and Tony looked at each other with frightened faces. Even Tammy , so easy outgoing usually, did seem to be on the edge to cry. King was barking aloud, trying to stay solid on his powerful paws.

Everyone was dripping with the mixes of salted water and rain, and looking miserable. Hot gorgeous, if you like drenched girls holding themselves to each other for support.

 

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Even with three of them rowing, they were making little headway against the waves. Zoey snarled, and dropped her paddle into the raft. Then she began reeling in the painter. The line had snapped at its designed weakpoint close to the ship, rather than at the raft, which meant they had almost a hundred feet of rope left. The woman collected it all, then began to tie the end around her hips and shoulders in a makeshift harness.

"What are you doing?" The call came from the tall woman sitting at the other end of the raft and rowing away with powerful strokes - Debbie was the name, Zoey remembered as she called back. "We're not rowing through that surf! I'm going to swim!" The last thing she heard before the water swallowed her was a baffled "You gonna what?", and then she was under, the waves rolling over her and pushing her back and forth.
Zoey didn't try to fight them. She let the crests wash over herself, and fought for ground in the troughs. She conserved her breath and her energy and pulled the line out behind her as she swam. And eventually, she hit land. Crawling out of the water, Zoey sat on her ass on the beach and dug her heels into the sand. Then she pulled the line taut, gave it three quick pulls, laid back and began pulling, reeling in arm over arm. At first she seemed to make little headway, but then the tension of the line changed subtly, rythmic vibrations running through it, and she realized someone on the other end was pulling as well. From that point on she focused mostly on not loosing any line, and acting as an anchor for the people on the other end, who hadn't just swum through a storm.

 

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With Zoey providing a human anchor for the life raft the rest of the other passengers were able to jump out and push the liferaft toward shore. Once they got past the undertow, the waves helped push the liferaft the rest of the way in. While the liferaft didn't weigh that much it took everyone working together to lift the raft up and carry it up off the beach and into the jungle. The storms blocked most light, but lightning strikes and the lights on the lifejackets revealed a thick jungle with towering palm and other trees as well as a thick undergrowth. The castaways managed to get the raft set up in a small clearing and crawl back inside where they were at least out of the rain. The tropical ocean had been warm, but everyone was wet and there was even a couple of centimeters of water in the bottom of the raft. It wasn't comfortable, but was still better than being rained upon.

As everyone's adrenaline crashed, exhaustion set in. Life jackets were removed and used as pillows. The magic of the island washed over the survivors pushing them into a deeper sleep. As they slept, a transformation happened. Tony Malone, the sole human male was the most impacted. The island transformed him to a her, giving him aNot fully functional female reproductive system complete with a female genome. Tony (or was it Toni now?) was not the only one touched. Everyone was restored to their prime years, eighteen to twenty, healthy, and very fertile. They were also enhanced a bit. Larger breasts, smaller waists, childbearing hips, and even hair growth in some cases, all leading to a more attractive. If you rated appearance on a scale of 1 to 10, everyone got a 2 point bump. Libidios were also ramped up a bit, not much, but a little push of hormones. The last change was not so obvious, hymens were restored to all the females.

King slept through all of this. The island had no interest in tormenting him, only humans... and so they slept.

 

[Opale]

It wasn't easy for Elodie to find sleep aftar all this. Of course, like Tammy, or Tony, she was drenched and shivering in her sticking nightgown. Tammy had rolled over, and felt asleep among the first. God this girl was something of a kick-ass. Tony grumbled alot before faling into his slumber aswell, while others were falling into a deep slumber too.

Elodie studied the sky, and was last to close her eyes, so much questions roaming in her nerdy brain. King was already sleep at the entry of their shelter.

Her thought drifted, she wondered, tried to remeber what she had read about surviving a boat accident on a tropical island. But nothing important came to her mind. Soon, she felt the slumber take her too, heavy eyes closing...

She was awaken by a sudden feminine scream, or gasp, and like everyone emerged from the deep slumber to discover a gorgeous latina like girl, sitting in Tony's clothes, and looking at her fingers eyes in wide panic .

"holy shit ! Holy shit ! What.. what happened to me ?!" said the girl... Elodie blinked and grabbed her glasses to put on her nose while the other woke up. She looked with a mouth slightly open at the latina bombshell. And then she stops and touches her throat, as if something was strange with her voice...

Elodie asked, her voice showing surprise, but no panic herself. Could that be.. Tony ? "Tony ?" she muttered, echoing her thoughts.

 

[Rising Of The Moon]

After the exhaustion of their evacuation, Zoey concked out into comatose slumber the moment they settled down for the night. Debbie followed soon after, no longer being kept awake by the rolling of the ship beneath her. Really, she could've slept on barren rock at that point. Kendra stayed awake a while longer, complaining that they didn't try to get the water out of the raft before sleeping, but eventually she too dozed off.

The morning greeted them with a scream. Debbie woke with a startled snort, her hand falling on her gun as she blinked a couple of times and looked around with bleary eyes. "What - who - wha's goin' on?" she asked through a yawn. At first glance, she hadn't changed at all. But those who knew her well would, on closer examination, note a youthful softness to her eyes, and that her breasts and hips seemed to curve the fabric around them a tiny bit more. Catching sight of the new girl, Debbie frowned. "And who the fuck are you?"

Kendra's appearance hadn't changed at all. She rubbed her eyes as she took in the scene, then gave Tony a baffled look. Then she pointed at him, and started laughing. "You - you're a girl!" she pressed out between fits of laughter.

There was a grumbling across the room, and then Zoey rolled around to face the others. "I'm nursing a massive headache, so would you just shut up?" Only, she wasn't a fourty-something year-old woman with sun-tanned, salt-weathered skin and a few streaks of grey in her hair. Instead, lying there on her side in comfortable shorts and a shirt was a twenty-year-old beauty that cocked a brow at the stares she got. "What?"

 

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The tented roof of the life raft was designed to block most of the sun's rays, but it let in enough light for the castaways to see by. Tony was most certainly female and Zoey was also much younger than she was before. For the others the changes were more subtle, body fat redistributed for a more hourglass shape, slightly narrow waists, bigger breasts, and a little more padding on the ass. Depending on what the castaways were wearing the changes might include uncomfortably tight clothing, especially bras and jeans, but for those in a bathing suit that wouldn't be as noticeable. Less obvious all scars, tattoos, and old injuries are gone. Even dental work vanished replaced by naturally whole and perfect teeth. Piercings were still present if the piercing was in place while the castaway slept. Unless they looked, it was doubtful any of them would notice they all now had intact hymens.

Outside the storm was gone, the sun was shining. The sea was a dull slate gray filled with silt from the storm. None of that was visible from inside the tent, but the castaways could all hear the squawking of sea gulls as they fought over the remains of fish that had been washed up by the storm and stranded upon the beach.

 

[Opale]

Elodie was as surprised than anybody, and the fact that a girl ~no.. not a girl.. a hot chick ~was wearing Tony's clothes and woke up from his place behind Tammy, was something alarming her. Beside that, her nerd mind seemingly assembled clues, as she was becoming fully awake, and her eyes oogled at the lovely brunette that was just touching her throat. "Oh my..." Elodie muttered low in absolute astonishement. And she lowered her eyes on her own body, feeling some additional weight on her cleavage. She had the feeling her own breasts grew up and anyone who would look at her would notice her curves indeed were more sensual. As for her face, Elodie wwas already a beauty, but now, she was just absolutely gorgeous, with luscious lips and a body to die for.


"Damn she's hot ! And damnit, King, enough ! Shut up !" exclaimed Tammy as Tony's curves became more obvious to all, in his stuck and still wet tee shirt, that his opened hoodie couldn't hide.

"What the fuck ?! I'm a girl ! I'm a girl dude ! What is happening ?! " screeched the latina bombshell, touching her own face, lips, and breasts, and looking down at herself and her absolutely gorgeous and nearly pornstarish body. "This is me ! Tony ! For god sake, don't you see ? I'm Tony !" she said in a sultry voice, quite tainted with sheer panic.

Hearing his name, and the tone of the order, the great dane yelped, and jumped in the middle of the group, pushing Jenny out of the way, while Tammy had to avoid his happy tail slamming everything around. His big nose sniffed the lovely brunette, and gave her a lick over the face, even putting some drool on her lips, as she spat with surprise, defending against the dog affectionate assault. Tammy and Elodie were obviously too shocked to say anything at the moment.

 

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"What will happen is that my fist will collide with your face if you keep screeching." Zoey growled, then glared at Debbie as the bodyguard raised a finger with a mien that was uncharacteristically shy and schoolgirl like. "What?"
"Uhm, you might wanna look down."
The diver did as instructed, and blinked. "Ah. Right. Okay then. This is a thing."

"You're not worried?" Debbie asked, feeling herself up and finding with immense relief that nothing seemed obviously out of place. Her curves might have become a bit more pronounced, but that might just be down to her paranoia-fueled imagination reacting to Tony and Zoey being changed.

Zoey shrugged. "Two possibilities exist. Possibility One: I am dead, this is heaven, and I get to spend the afterlife in eternal youth. I can't do jack to change that. Possibility Two: This really happened, and I get to be a twenty-something year-old again with all the knowledge I built up. Could be worse, and I can't change anything about that either." she explained, then admitted "Three possibilities exist. I could be high as a kite right now, in which case the problem will solve itself once I come down."

 

[Opale]

Outwardly Tammy tried to remain calm. She had to because she was in charge somehow in such a survival fest. Inside her head she agreed with the hot latina. What the fuck?! Tony and Zoey were now hot girls. Tammy even grabbed her own cleavage, finding it bigger, to reassure herself just to check. This made no fucking sense whatsoever. None. What was she supposed to do about this?!

A high feminine shriek came from inside the liferaft. "What the fuck?! I've got tits! No, these aren't just tits. These are huge! These are like boob mountains! My fucking cock is gone! I've got a cunt!" said the complaing Tony, freaking out.

Suddenly Tammy knew what to do. If nothing else they could see if they were the same. Tammy stuck her fingers in her mouth and gave a shrill whistle. "Hey, cool it for a second. You're making everyone nervous here, including me, ok ? Let me think, we need a clue."

What kind of clue they might have, Tammy had no idea. Men didn't just turn into hot babes. However, it at least broke the passengers out of their rut of screaming at each other. Maybe it would give them time to calm down. Tammy opened the flap on the life raft and went outside.

Elodie looked at her best friend, tetanized, and her mouth agape. Lost in absolute confusion.

 

[Rising Of The Moon]

Zoey gave a suffering groan at Tonys renewed shrieking. "I swear to god, I will kill that boy if he doesn't shut up." Ever practical, she started to dig through the rafts emergency supplies. In theory they should have food rations, water, a first aid kit, flares, and many other useful gadgets. But, while the Cassandra had been a luxury vessel, it wouldn't be the first time Zoey had sailed with a captain too stingy to keep his life rafts stocked, and she wouldn't have been too surprised to find the compartment empty.

Debbie sat down next to Elodie and gave her a gentle nudge. "Hey. You okay?" She looked around the raft, raising her voice. "Is any one injured?"

Kendra gave another laugh, this time at Tammy. "What do you think this is, Blue's Clues?" the teen tittered. "I'm hungry. Somebody go make food."

 

[Opale]

King, the great dog, kept barking aloud, as some were yelling, and he felt a mix of confused feelings around. Protectively her roamed closer to Elodie, and gave Debbie a slime lick on the cheeck before she could stop him.

Elodie replied to Debbie, with a sly smile, taking her hand in hers "No.. yes.; I'm okay. I mean.. Some people will rescue us, won't they ? And.. We wil lfigure out what happened to Tony... I never read anything about such a phenomena. " she muttered, the nerd part of her kicking in again.

 

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"Eeeek! I have dog slobber on my face!" Debbie laughed, and patted playfully at Kings paws, making silly voices as spoke with him. "Dog Slobber? Dog Slobber! Who's a good boy? You are. Yes, you are!" The woman cooed at him, rubbing his back as he pranced around. She smiled at Elodie. "Of course. Once we're overdue for contect they will send a search party along our route. It shouldn't take too long. And until then, we'll have a bit of an adventure." She nodded at the exit. "Wanna go outside and see what's up?"

 

[Opale]

Leaving Tony at his.. err her whinning was a good idea. Elodie needed the fresh air, and it would give her time to think too. And for Tony to. well... do whatever in his/her power to accept the reality as it was now. Elodie was astonished of the recent event, and she muttered to Debbie as they went out on the beach

"Err.. I feel like Tony's and Zoey 's changes are not the only ones. Did my breasts inflated or what ? and my hips ? " she inquired, a bit excited at the idea of having a fabulous rack.



Tammy, for herself, was walking alone on the beach, several decades of meter away, and decided she needed to explore a bit of the jungle. Mayeb to find out a trace of civilization or just coconut trees.. King, followed Elodie and Debbie, barking aloud, and playfully running into the waves of the shore.

 

[Rising Of The Moon]

"Maybe..." Debbie replied cautiously. "Mine... I don't know. Maybe a bit. I don't feel much different. But we can worry about all that once we're off this island and can check into a hospital." Seeing as Tammy was walking one way, Debbie led their little group the other, watching with a smile as King played in the waves. "Well, at least one of us is enjoying this place."

Back in the raft, Zoey had taken inventory and found everything in place. She pointed at Tony and Kendra. "You two, go make yourself useful. See if you can gather some firewood. We have food rations, but I'll see if I can get some fish. The longer we can stretch those emergency rations, the better, because they're about the only thing that will keep."

 

[Opale]

Tony was totally lost. It was like been in a weird dream, where he had been turnd into a girl. And worst than everything, he had no idea at all on how he looked like. Been a girl was already an humiliation, but with Elodie, Tammy, or Kendra around, a part of him was angry at the thought he could be in addition, just a normal or ugly girl.

He went out with Kendra, who was oogling him.. her.. intently, and aggressively replied a "What?!", before walking out, with a strange sway on hips to gather some firewood. He needed to get a mirror or something to know...