Unknown - Island of terror

As the camp woke up I began to see signs of the same thing in the other girls. Some weren't as bad, but some were worse. Carolyn, our brain, was probably the most startlingly changed. She wasn't even speaking in complete sentences anymore, and referred to herself in the third person.

"Carrie like cocks," she explained to me.

"Carrie happy when boy fuck her. She feel good."

"Stop talking like a moron!" I yelled at her in exasperation. She looked hurt.

"Carrie bad?" she asked.

"Oh go fuck off," I sighed.

"Carrie go find masters," she nodded.

"What?"

"Carrie go find masters."

"What do you mean masters?" She didn't reply, simply turned and pranced off.

My stomach was growling. I hadn't had anything but cum past my lips since yesterday's berries.

"When's breakfast?" I asked Wendy.

"Soon now," she said. "You like breakfast. It make… makes you feel good." I looked at her suspiciously.

I didn't even recognize the slop when it was placed before me. It was some gooey dark mass that looked kind of like a green stew, and had the texture of jello.

"Eat up." Larry grinned, holding the roughly carved bowl out to me.

I poked at it with my fingers, but I was so hungry, I couldn't help myself. I held the bowl up to my mouth and started slurping it down. It didn't taste half bad actually. I thought I recognized the taste of those berries I'd eaten, along with coconut, and pineapple, there were some other quite bizarre tastes, that made my eyes water at first, but I didn't know what they were.

My stomach started to warm up as it filled with food. I started feeling better immediately. When I put the bowl down, I felt filled with energy. My skin felt vibrant and alive, and my senses sharpened.

Around me, the other girls were eating the same sludge, including Penny. Her boobs were even more black and blue than mine, and I wondered how she could stand the ache those bobbing fleshy balloons must cause whenever she moved.

Someone, one of the boys, gave me some palm fronds and I started tying and twisting them into a kind of loose blanket, humming happily. I felt strangely, my head was buzzing, and every time I moved it sharply, I got dizzy for a second. I didn't think anything about it though.

A boy stood beside me suddenly, his cock erect and pressing against my cheek. I turned and opened my mouth to say something and the warm cockhead pressed between my lips. I opened them further, allowing him to stuff the shaft into my mouth, and started working my tongue up and down the length of it.

I sucked energetically, drawing more of his cock into my mouth. My head was turned way up and soon I felt the cockhead push down into my throat. Seconds later it spewed down it's cum, and I whimpered slightly in disappointment at not being able to really taste it.

He moved away and I returned to my work. My belly felt hot, and my groin tingled, and kind of tickled annoyingly. I rubbed it absently from time to time, but that only seemed to make it worse.

Another boy arrived. He pushed Kelly down onto her hands and knees and shoved his penis into her from behind. She whimpered gladly, pushing her ass back against him as he pumped into her. I saw her body shaking and convulsing as she came within seconds.

He left and she weakly sat up and returned to tying off palm fronds. A few minutes later another boy showed up. I thought I recognized him but couldn't, for some reason, think of his name. I was having difficulty concentrating in fact.

My crotch was kind of pulsing with every heartbeat, and the annoying itch was really starting to get to me. I watched as the boy pushed Wendy back onto her back and then got on top of her. His cock slid into her and he rutted down on her as she squealed and shook in passion.

This happened several times. Every few minutes, some guy would come and stick it to one of the girls, interrupting her work briefly. My fingers didn't seem to want to work right any more. They kept missing the loops and the leaves kept falling apart. Every few seconds I had to rub and squeeze the itch in my crotch to bring a brief release.

Every girl in the little clearing had been fucked at least once since breakfast, except me and Penny. I saw her squirming across from me, and guessed she felt as strange as I did. I was envious of the girls who were being screwed, wondering if a cock inside me would make that strange, nerve racking itch go away.

We had more of the strange tasting gruel stuff for lunch, and returned to our work in the afternoon. Again, boys kept coming up and fucking the girls, but nobody touched me or Penny. Penny was sobbing slightly, totally confused and bewildered by the aching, pulsing, heat in her groin, a heat that I knew echoed my own.

I couldn't keep still, and squirmed continuously in the sand. I twisted myself back and forth, trying to bring relief to my lower belly and crotch.

It seemed, Wendy told me as we waited for dinner, that all the girls had been appointed masters, that is, each girl was "owned" by four boys. They fucked her and fed her and looked after her, and she did whatever they wanted for them. She told me how nice her four "masters" were, though she couldn't, for some reason, think of their names.

The only exception to this was Annie and Cathy, who fucked all the boys it seemed, and Amy, who belonged to Captain Brown, along with Miss Carter. When I told her that I didn't have any boys, she looked at me with deep sorrow. I was starting to feel sorrow myself. I envied her having all those boys, wild images wound through my head, and they made my loins ache even more fiercely.

That aching grew after dinner. Each of the girls began to be surrounded by several boys, whose hands and bodies rubbed and stroked her skin. I whimpered slightly, then closed my lips tight in determination. I watched as the girls were reamed and fucked savagely, my eyes misting over sorrowfully.

When a pair of boys came and got me I all but jumped up to great them. The led me to the center of the camp and had me kneel beside a wide tree trunk. They pressed my back up against the trunk and then tied my wrists together up above me around the tree.

They tied another vine around my chest, under my breasts, and wound it around me and the tree, locking me tightly against the wood. I was kneeling up as straight as possible as they ordered, worrying about how they were going to fuck me like this.

They ordered me to spread my legs apart and I did. Then I felt them pulled my ankles back behind the tree, jamming my buttocks against its coolness. I felt vines around my ankles, winding tight and then being pulled taut, drawing my ankles further apart.

My wrists groaned in pain as more weight was put on them. Then the boys got up and left. I blinked after them, crestfallen and starting to whimper again as I realized they weren't going to do anything else to me.

I saw them pick up Penny and take her to a similar tree across from me. They tied her in the same manner, then left. Penny and I stared at each other across the camp, our bodies shivering and shaking as the itch between our legs grew stronger and stronger. We couldn't even touch ourselves there anymore, nor even close our legs.

Gradually the writhing of the other girls and their "masters" died down and they started drifting off to the little huts. They camp got quieter as they fell asleep. I could hear Penny openly sobbing in misery, and it was all I could do to not emulate her. I felt terribly hard done by, and cursed the boys for doing this to me.

I felt intensely aroused. I guess I'd know that's what I was feeling for a while, but not really understood. I'd never felt this kind of arousal before. My body actually shook from it's pressure. It twisted around in my guts, making me want to cry out, in desperation.