CHAPTER
1
It
was September 6, 1942. The New York Yankees held an 8 game lead over
the Boston Red Sox with 18 games left for the American League pennant
while the Brooklyn Dodgers had a slim two game lead over the St.
Louis Cardinals in the National League. A month from now the National
Hockey League would begin their 1942-43 season with the Toronto Maple
Leafs as the Stanley Cup Champions. Stanford University was the
defending NCAA Basketball Champion while the Minnesota Golden Gophers
would be defending their NCAA Football title. The 1942 NFL season
would begin in three weeks with the Chicago Bears looking to defend
their crown. How Green Was My Valley took home Best Picture honors
back in February while Mrs. Miniver was in strong consideration for
Best Picture this year. Jingle, Jangle, Jingle by Kay Kyser was the
number 1 hit on the radio and World War 2 in full effect. I was
stationed on the USS South Dakota serving out my time in the US Navy.
I
graduated from St John's University and the first thing I did after I
graduated was enlist in the Navy. How I ended up on the South Dakota
is anyone's guess but here's 22 year old me on one of the most
important warships in the South Pacific. The ship's XO was an asshole
and more often than not he'd threaten to Court Martial me for
everything. Well, its poetic justice that he had to deal with the
brunt of what happened on that fateful afternoon. I remember it being
a Sunday and just getting done with morning mass when we hit some
serious chop in the water. The boat was rocking back and forth so
much you could bounce from one side of the large ship to the other in
eight seconds flat! I remember one of my fellow Ensigns saying “Holy
mackeral what a carnival ride!” Then all hell broke loose as the
mast started to really teeter. Up ahead was some great coral reef and
it looked like the barnacle brained XO was steering right into it!
I was
tasked to make sure the life boats were in place in case the worst
happened so I raced over to them. The first two were secured but sure
enough, the third wasn't in place properly and any sudden movement
could snap it into the ocean. I didn't hear it exactly, but the
impact of the great ship hitting the reef caused the life boat to
drop into the ocean with me hanging on to the rope. I don't remember
much but what I assumed happened was I went with the rope and knocked
myself out on the impact. I must have drifted off into the sea while
the rest of the crew struggled to get out of the reef, not knowing I
was gone.
When I
awoke I was being dragged out of the lifeboat on a beach of some
sort. I could see hear the birds squawking and the sounds of the
waves crashing on the beach. I must have had a concussion because I
couldn't even see who was dragging me away. Even though my head was
foggy I still wondered just where the hell was I. We were off the
coast of Tonga two hours before we hit the reef so I figured I must
be on one of their islands. Tonga declared war on Japan so they were
on our side, but how would I get back to the South Dakota? Finally I
was let go of and I landed on the sand. My eyes began to clear but to
my utter shock, these weren't Tongan citizens, these were some kind
of island natives holding spears at me! I was in my Navy uniform but
it didn't look like they had any contact with an outside world
judging by their primitive weapons and loincloths. They looked more
like African tribal warriors instead of Samoan, Tongan or even
Polynesian natives. Obviously communicating was going to be an issue
once I started hearing them talk amongst themselves. Not that I knew
a lick of Tongan, but if I was on one of the known islands there
might have been someone to recognize my US Naval attire. I started to
wonder if I had drifted all the way to somewhere off the coast of
Africa but that would have been impossible in such a short amount of
time on a damn rowboat.
Just
when it looked like one of the tribal warriors was about to gut me
with a spear, I heard a female voice. An older looking villager stood
in front of them and it sounded like she was telling them to back
off. She was wearing a loincloth like everyone else but had no top.
The only time I had seen a lady naked apart from accidentally walking
into the bathroom while my mother was taking a bath was in one of my
older brother's National Geographic magazines. Not that this villager
was particularly attractive to me, but seeing a woman topless would
have made me a legend in high school. She had wrinkles and partily
graying hair. If I had to guess based upon some of my teachers I had,
she looked to be in her 40's. Definitely was older than my mother but
not by much. She started speaking to the others and they seemed to
back down except for one man. He was in great shape and looked to be
6 foot 1 and 220 pounds. He could be a running back for the Ohio
State Buckeyes or a famous wrestler. He looked taller than wrestling
legend Man Mountain Dean!
Whatever
the lady villager said upset this big fella because he started
shouting and pointing at me. All of a sudden a booming voice from
behind silenced the big guy. Clearly this had to be the village
elder. He wasn't as tell as Dean here but he definitely was much
wider. He had a huge gut hanging over his loincloth and a shaved
head. He had a full beard and he had white war paint on his face. He
pointed his spear at Dean and said something to get him to back off.
The Elder walked over to me and pointed his spear at my chest and
said something to the others. I slowly got to my feet and noticed
that I was taller than the Elder although Dean still definitely had a
height advantage. I sized up the other warriors and they all looked
impressive but not as buff as Dean. I had spent most of high school
and college playing football and staying in shape at my uncle's
boxing gym so I knew how to handle myself in a fistfight. A
spearfight would be an entirely different story but I hoped it didn't
come to that. I looked around at the open ocean in front of me and
decided running for it would be a mistake. I was better off doing
what I was told for now, as long as they didn't poke me with their
stinkin spears.
The
Elder said something else and it looked like everyone was following
him somewhere. I stood still until Dean nudged me with the back end
of the spear. I walked along with them along a path of trees, bushes
and the sound of birds high top those trees. I saw plenty of coconuts
and bananas in the trees and gathered that if the villagers were
living off any animals and fruit provided, that would explain their
carefully maintained figures. But how did the Elder get so fat? I
didn't have time to think about it because after a short walk we made
it to the village itself. What I saw made my jaw drop.
CHAPTER 2
I was
expecting something out of the jungles of South America like out of
my brother's magazine but instead the villagers had amassed quite a
series of huts and farmland. A huge waterfall flowed in the distance
and the farms were filled with rows of corn, carrots and other
assorted vegetables. I didn't see any domestic pets so it didn't look
like there was any meat to be had. Everyone in the village stood and
looked in awe of the entourage that was approaching. Apparently a
white person was scarce in them thar hills. As I made my way through
the village the Elder stopped in what looked to be a giant cage when
I was pushed into it by Dean from behind. As the cage dropped
everyone came over to look at me. Now I knew exactly how the animals
at the zoo felt. I couldn't understand a thing they were saying as
they pointed, threw things at me and talked to each other. I didn't
want to fight anyone as this was their native land, but if they had
any intention of eating me like cannibals then I'd at least go down
fighting. After a while they tried to get into the cage as the Elder
finally came over to shoo them away. As I watched the crowd dissipate
I saw Dean with two others holding spears. Dean made a noise and all
of a sudden the other two threw the spears at me. I dodged one of
them as the other struck the cage and richoceted backwards. Instead
of get mad I picked the spear up calmly. The Elder took a step back
and I simply nodded before starting to twirl it like my old carbine
rifle during ROTC. After I was done, The Elder laughed and pointed as
Dean looked to be visibly angry. He shouted and pointed at the cage
as the two goons looked to be coming in. It looked like the Elder
tried to stop them but Dean insisted. I guess it was go time.
I
rolled up my sleeves and prepared to duke it out when the Elder
screamed something to stop the goons. He pointed at my left forearm
and at first I thought a huge spider had crawled up there. Instead he
was looking at my naval tattoo I got when I first was assigned the
South Dakota. The Elder showed one of his tribal tattoos on his
pelvic region and the two goons kneeled down. Dean looked mad but he
too kneeled down. If I had to guess, they thought I too was a tribal
chief. The Elder opened the cage and looked to be trying to
communicate but didn't know a word of English and I had no idea what
the hell he was saying. I knew sign language since my brother was
deaf but I doubt they did. Then again, it didn't hurt to try. Sure
enough, it didn't look like he understood so I looked around for
something to write with. Unfortunately there were no pencils to be
found but they had to have ink of some sort in order for the chief to
have his tattoos. The Elder then brought me past a few of the huts to
a cave just under the waterfall. Inside the walls were lined with
hieroglyphics as far as the eye could see. This must have been the
village history.
For
the next two hours I immersed myself in the village culture presented
in these carvings. I felt like Dr. Livingstone from that movie
Stanley and Livingstone that came out a few years ago when I was
still at St. John's. They had been there thousands of years and the
secret of the Elder's obesity was a mythical well deep inside the
waterfall that would dispel a liquid to cause it. The Elder's
children would be the heir to the throne and the first born would be
the new tribal Elder, whether the queen or king of the island
depended on the sex of the first born. I wanted to read on about the
process but I was dragged out of there. The Elder led me through the
village to a small patch of unoccupied land near one of the huts
toward the beach. Some of the villagers gathered wood and tree
branches. The Elder used his hands to basically say if you could
build your own hut, you'd be accepted in the village. Thank goodness
my father enlisted me in boy scouts when I was young and my
grandfather was a handyman. The primitive chisels were tough but I
was able to cobble together my own hut within a few hours. While I
was working I removed my shirt and I heard some of the lady villagers
catcalls....or what I think were catcalls. While I was digging my own
latrine, that's when I saw her for the first time. The Elder had the
largest hut which had multiple doors and out in front of it was a
girl that looked to be my age. She was eyeballing me and she had much
larger breasts than any other woman I saw and her belly wasn't as big
as her father's but it was definitely hanging over her loincloth. She
smiled at me and I smiled back before I saw her lick her lips. She
turned and went inside the Elder's hut and I thought to myself that
she must be the princess of the Island.
I
started getting hungry after I had finished building the hut with a
little bit of help from the villagers. They kept kneeling before me
and I did what I could to get them to stop, but they didn't
understand. I called one of them over who kind of looked like Steve
Clemente from the movie King Kong and made the motion of eating.
Steve looked quizzically at first then understood what I meant. He
then led me through the village to what looked to be a marketplace
near the waterfall. Various vegetables and fruit were for anyone that
wanted them and I picked out some bananas and carrots. I sat down
next to Steve and he started talking in his native language and I
didn't have a clue what he was saying, but I nodded along anyway.
Suddenly a path opened up and the village princess walked toward me.
Other villagers kneeled down and so did Steve. I figured I should be
respectful and kneeled as well. The Princess tapped my shoulder and
motioned to get on my feet. As I stood I realized I was a bit taller
than her. She looked to be 5 foot 6 and at least 200 pounds. Unless
she was drinking from the same well her father had, it was a mystery
how she was bigger than other villagers. I knew that I needed to
unlock the mystery at some point.
CHAPTER 3
The
sun began to set as I tried to eat what I could to keep me from dying
of exhaustion and starvation. Not that it was particularly hot out,
but I had been shipwrecked and forced to build my own hut. The
village Princess had joined me, eating faster than I was and kept
looking me up and down. She was spilling out of her loin cloth in all
angles, including her rather round rear-end. Her being topless added
to the sexual appeal and I couldn't help but look her up and down as
well. She noticed it too and started giving me the flirty eyes I had
only seen on ballroom dance floors when I was on shore leave. I had a
girlfriend back home but I had no idea if she even considered me her
boyfriend considering I've been at sea for months now. Still, if I
was stranded here, making friends with the village princess wouldn't
be a bad thing to do. I had to communicate somehow so I tried the
best I could to make motions with my hands. These people had never
heard of sign language so that wasn't going to get me anywhere.
Princess then led me by the hand through the back of the village
toward the giant waterfall. The view of it was beautiful and a river
flowed into a canal where people appeared to be swimming in it. I
didn't know fresh water could flow on an island surrounded by salt
water but here we were. Princess then disrobed her loincloth and
jumped into the water completely naked.
I
wasn't used to skinny dipping but if this was the village custom, I
may as well. I took my pants, boots, socks and underwear off before
diving into the water. We swam together and she laughed as she
paddled around. Her impressive curves kept her afloat while
unfortunately I struggled to not sink like a rock. Still, the water
wasn't very deep and it was fun to swim around in fresh water for a
change. After what felt like a half hour the sun was almost set and I
had trouble seeing where I was swimming. I could see torches being
lit throughout the village that helped a little bit but the new moon
was making it very difficult to see. I then looked around to swim to
shore but bumped into the Princess. Worse, it was my front region
bumping into her rear end. She gasped and turned around as I still
couldn't see very well. She grabbed my arm and led me ashore and I
fell into the grass. Princess giggled as I tried to drip dry since
there were no towels present. She was very clearly looking at my
naked front region and like I deduced earlier, white people were
scarce around these parts. Eventually I found my clothes and went to
put my underwear back on when her hand grabbed mine to stop me. She
herself had slipped back on her loincloth but she shook her head at
my attempt to put my clothes on. Instead, she guided me back to the
village. When we got there the village looked at us and she started
giving orders to people. A few moments later they had brought me my
own loincloth to wear. All of a sudden I heard Dean's booming voice
and it sounded like he was complaining about it. I guess that must
have been for villagers only and I was clearly an outsider. Luckily
the Princess was persistent and Dean backed off. I put the rest of my
Naval outfit with my shirt and slipped the loincloth on. It was a bit
too small for me but I wasn't going to complain, I could be tortured
and eaten by these people and instead they were accepting me as one
of their own. Dean didn't seem too happy about it but he bowed to the
Elder, so I figured he wouldn't be able to do much to me. Thankfully
Steve and one of Princess' friends, or maybe it was Steve's mate,
helped me gather leaves to sleep on for the night.
When I
laid my head down I thought about how I began the day a United States
naval officer with a family and girlfriend back home and now I'm a
native to an island in the Pacific Ocean. I doubt anyone would send a
rescue ship to look for me so I'm going to have to make the best of
this. I managed to fall asleep and had a dream I was making love to
Princess. My hands on her soft body, her moaning in my ear. I know
God would judge me for having such impure thoughts but it was my
dream, not His. As I awoke the next day, I looked around to see some
ants that had me running out of my hut trying to brush them off me.
Some kids nearby laughed and ran off as Steve shouted at them. I may
not understand their language but I know what scolding unruly
children looks like. All of a sudden I heard the unmistakable sound
of a gong being hammered. Uh oh, are they summoning King Kong?
Princess
ran up to me and led me by the hand to the center of the village
where everyone was bowing down. I guess this is their idea of Sunday
mass even thought it was a Monday...I think. Anyway I bowed down to
pray with everyone but when my eyes looked up, all I could see was
Princess' exposed behind. I don't know if she forgot to adjust
herself or what but all I knew is I had a bird's eye view of the
grand canyon. Again, apart from grainy magazines, I had never seen a
woman's ass up close like that before. I had only got to fondle
Edna's breasts in the back of my 1938 Ford Tudor my parents got me
for graduating high school. I had never seen Edna naked before but
here was Princess bent over in front of me. Her breasts hanging down
to the ground and her rear-end up in the air. When she pressed her
face to the ground and her derriere went up even further, her vagina
lips were now exposed. I was starting to get hard so I had to thrust
my pelvis to the ground to make sure no one else could see. After a
few minutes everyone started to get up and start their day but I
stayed down until my erection went away. Steve pointed at me and
laughed as both Princess and Elder told me to get up. When it went
away I got to my feet as Princess giggled and Elder just shook his
head. Apparently breakfast was served and I had the finest banana and
cucumber in recorded history. My stomach was used to the slop they
served on the South Dakota so I was most likely going to be hungry
all day but this would be better in the long run.
Before
I could attempt to ask Princess to swim with me, Dean shouted
something and some of the male villagers came over with him. They
looked like they were doing some sort of primitive exercise. I tapped
Steve on the shoulder and pointed at them to pretty much ask what's
going on. Steve tried to explain in his native language before
leading me to the cave behind the waterfall. Apparently this was
their version of Funk & Wagnalls as Steve showed me a specific
hieroglyphic. It took about 20 minutes to decipher on my own with
Steve trying to help by explaining in his native language but on the
Elder's oldest child's 21st birthday, they are to choose a
mate. Apparently Princess was turning 21 the following day and she
was going to choose her life mate. I couldn't understand most of what
Steve was trying to tell me but I pretty much figured out that Dean
thought it was going to be him. It would make the most sense.
Apparently someone could challenge him but none of the other
villagers really looked like they would or could. I had the best day
as I could but I started to get lonely. Sure it was fun playing with
the kids, having lunch with Steve and his mate and seeing Princess
when I could, but I missed my home life. I get homesick on the South
Dakota but the premise was I'd be going home eventually. Now I have
no idea how or if I'd ever go home. I didn't get to see Princess as
according to the hieroglyphics, she had to practice a ritual dance to
perform for all the suitors so she was busy all day. I didn't even
get to swim with her in the moonlight like the night before. Little
did I know that the next day would be one of the most whirlwind days
of my entire life.
CHAPTER 4
I
didn't wake up on my own that fateful day, no. My hut was practically
kicked over by Steve because it was Princess' birthday celebration.
Rather than the normal breakfast routine, an elaborate feast was at
hand. I didn't think they cooked meat but there were various cooked
birds on display. My guess was they usually left the animals alone
unless it was a special occasion. We still had the usual prayer to
the Elder but unfortunately I didn't get to look at Princess'
beautiful backside this morning. The day was pretty fun though, with
gifts of some clothing, flower arrangements and other assorted knick
knacks presented to Princess. I saw Dean pretty much salivating over
her and, quite literally, the writing was on the wall that he was
going to be the chosen one. I was debating whether to swim back to
California or take my chances with the row boat but something told me
to stick around. I would laugh very loud if she ended up choosing
another one of the villagers just for the Groucho Marx comedy in
itself. The blessing and the curse about not being able to
communicate with the villagers is that I couldn't simply tell them
how funny it would be if Dean wasn't chosen because it most likely
would get me killed.
I
still got to swim under the waterfall and help myself to some of the
greatest vegetables I've ever seen but I was growing increasingly
frustrated. I was from Philadelphia. I grew up with the Athletics and
the Phillies, the big city, the food, the crowded streets. Friday
nights at the pool hall, St. John's University and anything else that
came to mind. As much of a utopia this was, it would get very boring
very quickly. The homesickness started to get to me as I spent most
of the day wandering the beach and debating whether or not to simply
leave. The row boat was still intact and still there so it wasn't
like I was trapped. Not to mention we weren't THAT far off the coast
of Tonga when we hit the reef so I couldn't have drifted too far. If
I could row with enough food and fresh water in the boat, I might
make it somewhere I could get help. As the sun was setting, the Elder
himself found me on the beach and waived me over. It was time for the
ceremony.
The
drums and gong could be heard for miles as some of the ladies of the
village danced in front of the Elder's villa as a prelude to the main
event. Somehow my grandfather brought me to Sequicentennial Stadium
to see Gene Tunney fight Jack Dempsey when I was six years old so I
was used to large crowds. Once the ladies were done everyone cleared
a path in front of the stage where all the male villagers deemed
worthy stood including Dean. I stood off to the side and the Elder
took the stage. I couldn't understand what he was saying but I
figured he was introducing Princess. Sure enough Elder and his wife
stepped to the side and out of the villa walked Princess. She was
dressed in a gold loin cloth and had her hair up, from where I was
standing she looked pretty good to me. The villagers playing music
slowed down the tempo as Princess began her seductive dance.
I
couldn't help but be in awe as she moved her body, the way she shook
her chest, the way she gyrated her hips, the way her bum moved in the
loincloth. In my head I was picturing her in one of those nightclubs
dancing to a Count Basie tune back in New York but this was for real.
When she turned her back and started gyrating her hips again every
male villager oohed and awed. I started to hope Dean appreciated all
this as I looked over as Steve had a big smile on his face.
Surprisingly none of the female villagers were jealous, but then
again they probably had no reason to be jealous because none of their
mates were in the center with the five standing there as potential
chosen ones. When Princess bent over to stretch the loincloth as far
as it could stretch I started to get hard again. Thankfully I looked
away to calm myself and when I looked back she had already turned
back around. Then she made a motion with her hand and all the
villagers started to kneel down. I remember this from the
hieroglyphics that now she was going to choose her mate.
I
kneeled down too and she stepped off the platform into the crowd. She
started walking toward me and past the potential mates one by one
until only Dean was left directly in front of me. He looked up and
she slowly pointed her finger.....past his shoulder to me. The music
stopped and the entire village turned and looked at me. At first I
thought she was just pointing at his shoulder but then she walked
past him and stood directly in front of me before she said something
I couldn't translate. Dean shouted something and she shot a glare at
him before saying something to him. The Elder walked over and looked
to be trying to talk her out of it but she kept pointing at me.
Finally the Elder shrugged and told me to rise. I rose to my feet and
I assumed he said I was the chosen one. Steve was the first to run
over and congratulate me as the other villagers came over to also
give their blessings with Dean standing there in disbelief. I
couldn't believe it, I was the chosen one? Why the hell would she
choose me? An hour earlier the Elder had to pull me off the beach I
was ready to leave and now I'm his heir? All these questions swirled
in my head when all of a sudden Dean burst through the crowd. He
shoved Steve to the ground and brushed past the Elder before shoving
me as hard backwards while shouting something at me. He shoved me
again and I got right in his face before shouting “You want to
fight? You want to fight?” Clearly he couldn't understand the
language but he could definitely recognize that I was not going to
back down. Finally the Elder and some of the villagers were able to
separate us. Then I remembered the hieroglyphics that a challenger
CAN challenge the chosen one to a battle. I just never figured that
it would be ME as the chosen one. Dean stormed off toward the cage
and tossed his ceremonial garb to the ground. I had heard of a
wrestling match inside chicken wire down in Atlanta but to have a
fistfight in one didn't sound pleasant. As the sun had completely
set, torches were lit throughout the village and were placed around
the cage. Apparently Princess dancing and choosing her mate wasn't
the main event, me fighting Dean was.
What I
didn't tell anyone....or more so couldn't tell anyone that I had won
silver gloves in the Navy boxing tournament before we deployed to the
South Pacific. The only reason I didn't win gold was because I broke
my right hand in the semi-final win and had to forfeit the finals due
to the injury. The worst part about it was the winner got his picture
taken with Gene Tunney himself when Tunney came to conduct some
exercise instructions. Well I wish Gene had saw me in action because
this fight was no challenge. Dean was a BIG guy, but clearly he
hadn't had many brawls on the island due to his sheer strength and
intimidation factor. As soon as I got in the cage I got in my
fighter's stance and started shuffling. Dean stormed toward me like a
street fighter and I tagged him with a left jab before sidestepping.
I tagged him with another left jab and kept sidestepping before I
caught him flush with a right cross. Down he went and I looked over
to the Elder who was staring in disbelief. The funny thing was I
couldn't understand what the crowd was saying but it looked like they
were cheering for me! He lunged toward me and I knew enough greco
roman wrestling to get him in a front headlock and spin around. He
was so strong he got to his feet with me on his back so I slid off,
waited for him to turn around then WHAM, I was able to catch him with
a thunderous right uppercut that dropped him again. All of a sudden a
spear was thrown into the cage. Steve was telling me to use it and I
started to realize this was a fight to the death. I looked over at
the Elder and shook my head before kicking the spear away. Dean must
have had a concussion at this point because he staggered toward me
only to eat a right hook to the short ribs and a left cross to drop
him a third time. I looked around and put my hands up to signify he
was done. I didn't want to hurt Dean anymore than I had to and
another spear was thrown only this one was picked up by Dean. Bracing
for the worst, I readied myself for the big lunge......but it didn't
come. Dean looked at me, nodded his head, dropped the spear and
kneeled down to signify defeat. I stuck my hand out, he took it and
we shook hands. He wiped the blood out of his mouth and (I think)
declared me the winner. Princess rushed into the cage and hugged Dean
close. Once again I don't have a clue what they were saying but it
looked like he was giving her his blessing and she was giving him a
sign of respect. Princess grabbed my hand and then I realized the
next portion of the hieroglyphics was the sacred fountain. It was
time for her to get obese.
CHAPTER 5
As
she led me by the hand it all came back to me. The chosen one is
taken to a special fountain where the first born drinks from. The
powerful liquid makes the recipient ten times more fertile depending
on the sex. As we walked over to the waterfall I stopped and she
tugged on my arm. I said out loud “Are you sure this is what you
want?” which was useless since she didn't speak English. She kept
tugging me to come with her and I just shook my head and walked with
her. Never in my life did I ever imagine marrying a woman that big
before let alone a native girl. The boys back home would have ran me
out of town for this, but thankfully I was on the other side of the
world. Who knows, maybe it would be fun? As we walked around the
waterfall she kept looking at me with excitement on her face. I guess
when its your destiny and family history to do something like this,
its not very terrifying.
Once we
reached the small cave behind the waterfall there were two guards
there. Made sense to protect the family secrets from people unworthy.
Princess said something to the guards who stood aside and let us
through. The cave sparkled and shined in the moonlight and when we
reached the end I saw the fountain. Only it wasn't a fountain, it was
a small waterfall in itself. I walked toward it and instead of the
normally blue water, it looked kind of lavender. I kneeled down to
touch it but Princess quickly slapped my hand away. If she was trying
to warn me if it was for her only, it made sense. In the middle of
the waterfall was a stone platform. She walked toward the platform
and I walked behind her, thankfully there was enough room for the
both of us. She pointed at a nearby lever and I figured out this
would divert the flow directly over her. I reached out and grabbed
the lever but didn't pull it yet. I looked at her beautiful eyes and
she sighed. Then she nodded her head and opened her mouth. I pulled
the lever....here we go.
A small
stone column appeared from the wall and sort of a circular birdbath
shape and the liquid flowed down it toward Princess' mouth. She
grabbed my hand and put it on her side. She had what they call “love
handles” and it was quite soft. I squeezed it as she closed her
eyes and began to drink. Almost instantly I could feel a warm
sensation in my right hand as her body appeared to be warming itself.
I put my other hand on her other love handle as she began to moan.
Then I could feel it.....I could feel her body expanding. Whatever
she was drinking was making her fat! I put my hands on her belly and
felt it expand in my hands. Her hips started to curve outward and the
back of her gold loincloth was stretching against her bulging bum. I
moved my hands up to her breasts that were now jutting further and
further down. I started to get hard feeling my woman expand in my
arms and I started to realize that just by touching her, I was
getting a small effect of the liquid's power through osmosis as it
was making me very aroused.
As she
gulped and gulped her body continued to slowly expand. Her loincloth
was getting very tight in the back and my hands explored her entire
body. My hands squeezed her plumping arms, her growing breasts, her
bulging belly & love handles, her heavenly hips, her widening
rear-end, her thick thighs and her rapidly increasing vagina mound. I
kissed the back and sides of her neck as her own fingers found her
vagina, playing with it and moaning through gulps. Finally she pulled
back and I stopped for second to let her breathe. She surveyed just
how fat she had gotten and gasped. She rubbed her swollen body and
moaned with pleasure as she looked at how round her belly, breasts
and her behind had gotten. She must have put on 40-50 pounds in the
three minutes we were in here. After surveying her body she turned
around and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her skin looked like it
was glowing as she kissed me deeply on the lips. I closed my eyes and
kissed hers back before my hands started exploring her newly fat
body. Her breasts, her gut, her thighs, finally I couldn't take it
anymore and started talking. “You got so fat, baby. Your whole body
is jiggling. You look so beautiful, sweetheart.” The osmosis was
working as in that moment I didn't want her to stop getting fatter
and I wanted to...pardon my French....”fuck this fat broad” all
night. I wanted her to keep drinking the liquid. I wanted her to
balloon up to 300...no....400 pounds. I wanted her fatter than Hattie
McDaniel in Gone With The Wind. I wanted to lose myself in her obese
body and make love to her.
She
sensed my arousal and after kissing me deep she took me by the hand
to head out of the cave. She was moving slower now because she was
much heavier than when she came in, but watching her body jiggle was
keeping me aroused. Her behind was jiggling with every step and her
belly swayed from side to side. When we emerged from the cave, nearly
the whole village was waiting for us when we got out. A loud cheer
went up as everyone came over to admire Princess and her newfound
obesity. Her bulghing love handles were pinched, her fat face was
jiggled, people lifted up her loincloth and patted her on the bum,
her breasts were groped and her arms were wobbled. Normally I
wouldn't be pleased if my woman was getting groped by other people
but I had to remember that this was a different culture. If anything
they were admiring her for keeping the village traditions. The Elder
said something to her and she nodded her head before he patted my
shoulder. I guess this was his way of giving me his blessing. Dean
also shook my hand and pointed at her and I figured this was his way
of saying “go get her big guy.” I planned to get her, that's for
sure.
As we
waded through the crowd, Steve also gave me his blessing and pointed
toward the villa. Once we entered it, Princess closed it as best she
could and led me to her private sleeping area. I guess I wouldn't be
needing my meager hut if I was going to mate with my big, fat,
gorgeous wife. She turned and looked at me and I knew what had to be
done, it was showtime.
CHAPTER 6
As
Princess shut the shutters on her “room” I could barely keep my
hands off her delicious, curvy body. My hands found her breasts and
my lips found the back of her neck. She let out a soft moan as her
hands found mine. She tilted her head and we kissed deeply. She then
tried to pull her loincloth off but it had gotten too tight on her. I
had to help slip it off and admired her round derriere and hips once
she stood naked in front of me. I then slid my own loincloth off so
we were both in our birthday suits. Her hand reached down and started
stroking my erect penis as I started moaning. She put her other hand
on the back of my neck and pulled me in for another deep long kiss.
My hands found her belly and I said to her “Fat.” She looked at
me and I patted her belly and said again “Fat.” She then said
“Fat.” I nodded my head and patted again. I said “I'm” and
she sounded out “I'm”. I then said “I'm....fat...” and she
said in such a sweet, angelic voice “I'm fat.” I kissed her
deeply and jiggled her soft belly which caused her to giggle a
little. She said “I'm fat.” and after we kissed again. I turned
her to the side.
I put
my hand on her rear-end and said “Big.” She said “Big.” I
patted her rear and said “Butt.” She said “Butt.” I patted it
again and said “Big butt.” She looked over her shoulder at her
rump and said “Big butt.” Once again I pulled her in for a kiss
and my erection was throbbing hearing her say those words. I then
turned her around and started dancing with her. I put my hands around
her back and had her put her arms around my neck. I started humming I
Let A Song Go Out Of My Heart by Duke Ellington and had her hips rock
back and forth. She smiled and went along with it. I figured if she
was going to have her fun, so would I. I slipped my hand down to her
generous behind and continued humming the song as we danced our
“wedding song”. Finally she reached up and kissed me deep and I
stopped humming. My hands found her breasts but she kneeled down and
started stroking my erection. She put it all the way in her mouth and
started giving me oral pleasure. I moaned as this went on for a good
minute and a half. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and gently
shoved her down on her “bed”. I started kissing the sides of her
neck and spread her legs a little bit. Her thighs wobbled as I
stroked both of them before sinking my teeth into the side of her
neck. She moaned loud and she dug her nails into my back. At long
last my erection found her wet, awaiting vagina and her moans got
even louder. It was the greatest feeling I ever felt and I moaned
loud myself as I slid myself further inside Princess. I looked down
and said “Fuck” and she said “Fuck.” I then said “Me” and
she said “Me.” “Fuck me” “Fuck me!” I nodded and she
started saying “Fuck me....fuckkkkkk meeee....fu....fuck me”. She
could barely get the words out as I continued to thrust inside her.
She
then pushed me down and climbed on top of me. Her 250 pound (at
least) body mounted me and started riding me, moaning loud enough for
the whole village to hear. My hands were on her massive ass and her
huge gut was pressing against my rock hard abs. It was a lot of
pressure on me but it was worth it. Never in a million years could I
imagine having sex with a fat girl but here we are. I guess I had to
try it myself to see if I liked it, and I did. As I continued to
thrust inside Princess, she continued “Fuck me....fuck me...fuck me
fuck me fuck me fuck me” She arched her back and I knew she was
ready to have an orgasm. I was ready to ejaculate and I too arched my
back. A few more seconds we both arched and released our secretions
all over each other before she collapsed to the side of me, breathing
heavy. I rubbed her soft back rolls and she nudged her head onto my
chest. I kissed her forehead softly and we both calmed down in each
other's arms. We were covered in each other's secretions and I knew
we would have to hit the waterfall in the morning. Finally she
stretched and sat up. She said “Ooooh” and rubbed her wobbling
gut. She definitely wasn't used to being this fat yet. Well, we had
our whole lives to enjoy it. I wondered if anyone had ever gone BACK
to the secret cave since it was implied it was a one time thing. If I
had my way she would be a very fat woman in no time. Between the
fighting and the sex, it had been an adrenaline rush all day but once
we both ejaculated, I started getting tired.
Princess
noticed I was starting to get sleepy so she got up and started
gathering leaves for me to sleep on next to her. I got up and unlike
my hut, this one had no ants and she even had a few blankets. I don't
know how these got made but I was in no position to ask questions.
Whatever orgasm the both of us had took a lot of energy out of us and
she was yawning as she was putting our “bed” together. As she
laid down with me I held her close and kissed her forehead again. She
stroked my cheek and I stroked hers. I slid my hand down and patted
her belly one last time which made her giggle and say “I'm fat.”
I kissed her deeply and she nuzzled her head into my chest again. As
I closed my eyes I thought about what she said. She was right, she
was sooo fat now. This was only the start, she was going to get much
fatter. I'm going to have a huge, fat wife. Her breasts were going to
be pendulums, her belly was going to hang down to her knees, her rear
end was going to be too fat for loincloths, her thighs were going to
be enormous. All these thoughts circled in my head as I drifted off
to sleep, dreaming of my soon to be obese goddess.
CHAPTER 7
As I
woke up the next day I noticed that Princess was already up and
stretching. She was still the same size as she was when we went to
bed so whatever she drank wasn't just for one night. I wrapped my
arms around her and whispered in her ear that she was going to get
very fat. She didn't understand me but nodded her head anyway. I
kissed her deeply and slipped my loincloth on. She definitely was
going to need either a new one or just be naked because when I'm done
with her, she's going to be too fat for the gold one. Just as I was
about to lead her by the hand back to the cave, the “drapes” were
thrown open. It was Steve and he started screaming something as
Princess screamed and tried to cover her body since she hadn't put
her cloth back on yet. Steve pretty much ignored her and was yelling
at or to me, I couldn't tell. Either way I had to follow him to see
what was going on. I rushed out of the villa and everyone was headed
toward the beach. I ran down and followed the crowd until we got to
the shore. I couldn't believe my eyes when I got there.
Standing
on the shore was Dean and some of the warriors holding spears to two
men in US Naval uniforms standing next to a rowboat. I recognized
them both from the South Dakota. It was Ensign Thomas Eliason and
Lieutenant Daniel Pearson! Somehow they had found me. I waded through
the crowd and said “Tommy! Danny!” Suddenly they snapped their
heads and looked at me while shouting “Larry, is that you?” I ran
up and hugged the two of them before looking at Dean. I knew I
couldn't speak English to them to say it was okay so I had to think
of something. Suddenly I remembered my tattoo and asked “Do either
one of you have a tattoo like mine?” Tommy shook his head but Danny
said “Yeah, I do.” I said “Roll up your sleeve, quick! Trust
me.” Daniel rolled up his sleeve to reveal his sailor's tattoo and
Elder gasped. He then told everyone to kneel and they did, myself
included. Tommy said “Um, what just happened.” I got back up and
said “They think I'm a tribal chief because of my tattoo, now they
think Lieutenant Pearson is too. Danny said “Isn't that swell,
aren't you dressed for combat?” I looked down at my loincloth and
said “Yeah, about that. Its a long story. How did you find me?”
Danny and Tommy looked at each other and said “Its a long story.”
Danny then said “We better get back to the ship before these people
eat us.” I said “Wait, the South Dakota is here?” He said
“Yeah, its just a quick row.” I said “Don't worry, they won't
eat us. They have been very hospitable.” Tommy looked confused and
said “They what, they spit on ya?” I said “No...they....” and
then it hit me. I turned around and saw the villagers standing there
shocked and awed. Two days ago I was an outsider and now I'm their
Prince. I then said “Guys, I'll be honest. They've taken me in as
one of their own. I don't think I can leave.” Danny then said “What
about your family? What about....Edna is it?” I stopped dead in my
tracks and it felt like I was hit with a ton of bricks.
In my
lust for the Princess, I completely forgot about Edna, my actual gal
pal waiting for me back home. I forgot about my parents who were so
proud of me not just for graduating from St. John's but also becoming
a naval Ensign during the war. Just yesterday before the ceremony I
was just about to jump in the boat and leave and now here I am
wanting to stay. Princess finally came down and Elder pulled her next
to him, I could see it in his eyes that he knew I was leaving. The
look of sadness was one I'd never forget. I looked at him and nodded
to essentially confirm what he already knew. I could hear Princess
talking and Elder trying to console her. I said to the men “I need
to say goodbye before I go.” Danny said “Do what you gotta do but
I don't want to be here any longer than I have to. These jungl......I
cut him off and said “Don't you dare. They're very nice people who
took me in. Just don't.” Danny shut up but Tommy said “Uh, do you
still have your uniform? I don't think the Captain is going to like
you coming aboard dressed like that. I said “Yeah, I better
change.” I then started off back toward the village with Princess
in hot pursuit. As I got back to the hut I had built, I noticed my
uniform was still there packed neatly where I left it. As I slid off
my loincloth, Princess came in and grabbed my arm. She was talking in
her native language and I knew she couldn't understand me, but I said
“I have to go home.” She looked at me confused and I said “Home.”
She repeated “Home?” I then kicked aside the leaves and began
drawing a house in the dirt. I showed her and said “Home.” She
shook her said and said “Home” and pointed in the direction of
her villa. I shook my head and she started to cry. She put my hand on
her belly and said “I'm fat.” I started tearing up myself because
I could tell this was heartbreaking.
I kept
telling her words in English that she wouldn't understand but I
didn't know what else to say. Then I remembered my wallet and
thankfully it was still in my right pocket. I pulled it out and took
out a picture I kept of my parents, my brother and me. I pointed at
my parents and pointed at the villa before pointing at myself. I was
trying to tell her I had my own family to go to and she said “Big
butt.” She was trying to get me to stay but I couldn't. I drifted
here by accident and I didn't choose to be the chosen one. I didn't
want to break her heart but it had to be done, I had a life to go
home to. I held her close and she said “Big butt....I'm fat.” I
let her go and began getting dressed in my uniform as she sobbed
uncontrollably. When I was fully dressed I walked out of the hut and
back to the shore with her close behind. When I walked toward Danny
and Tommy I could hear Tommy say “That's more like it.” Then she
grabbed my arm again and said “Home.” She ran over to Elder and
started saying something that definitely irritated him. Dean himself
started yelling at her and so did Steve. She ran around saying
something to everyone that clearly annoyed them. She came back to me
and said “Home” while pointing at the ocean. Danny said “I
think she wants to come with us.” Tommy wiped his forehead and said
“We don't take stowaways.” The idea did cross my mind but then a
terrible one crossed it as well, one that was more realistic.
I knew
she wouldn't understand English but I had to be truthful. I shook my
head and made a spear motion and pretended to stab her while pointing
to the guys. Danny said “Hey wait, did you just imply that we're
going to kill her?” I turned to them and said “No, you wouldn't.
But I'm about 100 miles from Klan meetings and if I took her home
they wouldn't be too happy about it.” Tommy said “Klan?? I
thought you were from Philadelphia.” I replied “I am, but rural
Pensylvania isn't that far away and they still have Klan meetings out
there. I don't want to get her killed by taking her back to the
States where she wouldn't be welcome.” Tommy said “You got a
point.” I then stood in front of Elder and tried to explain to him
using my hands that she couldn't go with me for her own safety.
Thankfully he understood and explained it to Princess who started
crying into his chest. I turned to Steve and he too looked like he
understood what was going on. I shook his hand and gave him a hug
goodbye. Then I turned and asked “So how did you guys find me?”
Danny
said “Well we would have gotten here sooner but we were stuck on
the reef for two whole days. Lieutenant Abrams actually saw you fall
overboard and hit your head. He saw the lifeboat drifting and shouted
out to you but realized you were out cold. Had the ship not run
aground we most likely would have had you back within an hour. Once
we got free last night, we looked at a map and realized you weren't
headed very far from some uncharted islands. We figured this one was
the closest to our position and here we are.” I said “Thanks,
let's get out of here.” Tommy said “With pleasure.” Just as we
were walking I suddenly realized something important. I said “Wait!”
Danny said “What now?” I said “There's one last thing I have to
do.” I then remembered the hieroglyphics and walked over to Dean.
He seemed to be somber too despite us having it out the evening
before. I made fists and told him to do the same. He looked at me
confused and I pointed at Princess before putting my fists up again.
He looked at her and realized what I was talking about. I pointed at
the side of my face and motioned for him to hit me. He looked over at
Elder who nodded his head. Dean nodded and then decked me with a
right hook. That one hurt like hell and I could definitely feel some
blood in my mouth. Danny said “Woah woah woah” and Tommy said
“Are you ok?” I waived them off and said “Its okay....its
alright...I'm fine....I'll explain in a minute.” I said “Wow,
good thing I didn't let you get a hit last night, you would have
won.” I staggered to my feet but then remembered I wasn't supposed
to. Instead I stayed down and bowed to Dean. He nodded his head and I
staggered over to Princess. Dean walked over and I grabbed her arm
before placing it in his hand.
I did
the best I could to signal that Dean had beaten me for the right to
be her mate. I then shook Dean's hand and bowed my head. I knew he
wouldn't understand English but I said it anyway “Take care of her,
give her a great life” before we hugged it out. Princess cried
again and I held her chubby face in my hands. I knew she wouldn't
understand me but I said “I love you. Goodbye.” As I turned she
said loudly “Fuck me!” Danny and Tommy both gasped and said
“What?” I said “Again, long story. I better take the rowboat I
came here in and follow you two back to the South Dakota.” They
said “You still have the boat?” I pointed to a nearby tree where
the boat was and they said “That's just swell. Don't get lost again
though or you'll have to find your own way home.” They got in their
boat and left as I dragged mine back to the water. I looked up and
all the villagers were waiving and saying goodbye. Princess was
crying in Dean's chest and he did his best to console her. My heart
felt so bad for Princess because she was the one hurt most of all. I
had a life to go back to but she chose her mate and ended up being
rejected. I just hoped she could forgive me someday.
As I
started rowing out to see I started crying myself, I did want to go
home and knew I would have been bored eventually but I didn't expect
to be the life of the village for a few days. I caught up with Danny
and Tommy and said “Hey fellas, can you do me a big favor?” Danny
said “If you think you're going back to the island I'm going to hit
you over the head with this oar.” I said “No no. These are
peaceful islanders who have lived here undetected for thousands of
years. I don't want them to be disturbed so can you tell the Captain
that you found me adrift in this boat rather than on the island?
Pretend it doesn't exist, just for me?” Danny said “Alright, if
it means that much to you.” Tommy said “What about the shiner you
just took from that big guy?” I touched my cheek which still stung
like the Dickens and said “Remember when Lieutenant Abrams saw me
fall and hit my head? I'll just say I landed on my face.” Tommy
said “Sounds good to me.”
As we
rowed I could see the South Dakota waiting for us in the distance. A
lot of thoughts went through my head how I was THAT close to being an
island villager the rest of my life if they hadn't found me. I would
have been happy for a while but have gotten homesick. Still, when I
was with Princess I felt alive. She would have made a perfectly obese
wife. I thought about how she never would have been accepted by my
family or anyone if she did come with me, but I would have loved her.
I knew one thing though. If I did marry Edna eventually, she was
going to get very....VERY fat. Even if it wasn't her, whoever I'm
marrying is going to get as big as a house. Best believe that!
EPILOGUE
<NINE
MONTHS LATER>
The
village was bustling with activity as people prepared for the big
announcement. Everyone was at the center of the village brimming with
expectation. The Elder and his wife were standing at the platform
giving updates to the crowd. Steve and his wife were pacing nervously
with the other villagers as all eyes were on the Elder's villa.
Suddenly Dean emerged from Princess' villa and shouted something to
Elder. Elder then clapped his hands and shouted to the crowd. The
crowd exploded in cheers and everyone celebrated. A few moments
later, the Elder's wife emerged with a baby in her arms wrapped up in
Larry's loincloth. The villa drapes opened to see Princess waiving
groggily to the crowd while holding hands with Dean. Steve and his
wife raised their fists and cheered as Princess had successfully
given birth.
When
the drapes closed the Elder's wife made coochie noises to the baby
before passing it off to Elder. Elder held the baby close and studied
its features. Elder smiled and looked out to the crowd looking like
the proud grandfather he had now become. Elder then pulled back the
loincloth and showed the baby boy to the cheering crowd. The baby had
mixed skin of black and white and had his father's blue eyes but
mother's features. Elder handed off his grandson to his wife and
smiled. Steve and his wife smiled but Steve's smile slowly dissipated
when he looked over his shoulder at an empty hut near the exit of the
village. The baby's father had only lived in that hut for two days but nobody had the heart to tear it down. It was for the best,
because one day someone else in the village would give birth and that
child would grow up to need its own hut.
Meet
the heir to the throne. The baby didn't know it yet but one day he
would be a Prince to the village. His father would most likely be
Elder by the time he turned 21 and ready for the ritual. Maybe one
day he would be Elder himself. He would also be very fat by the time
that happened. A future obese king just like his grandfather.
THE END
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