Island Girl

 
                                                      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 21^st 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