Fantasy Paradise Island

Face down in the sand. Delirium seemed to be taking him over. He was weak. No strength to speak of. He heard water crashing onto land and he figured he must be on a beach of some kind.

How am I on a beach?! How did I get here? Where is here?

He couldn't move too much, but he could slightly adjust his head and open his eyes. Blurry images flooded his eyes as he would expect just coming back to his senses, but the longer they were open; they were not getting any clearer. It was at that moment he realized it.

I don't have my contacts or my glasses!!

He could make out a vast expanse of water but could not see any other land in distance. He struggled to crane his head around to what he imagined to be the land side. He was still exhausted.

Why am I so tired?

He tried several times to lift up his whole body up to no avail. There was no pain or ache. Nothing felt broken. Just a complete lack of energy. With all of the might he could muster, he gently lifted his head just enough so that he could crane it to the right. As he was moving his head, he could feel his chin scraping the sand. It was very fine. Not course at all really as he had always expected when he went to the beach. Just as he was about to set his head down, he heard a rustling noise in the distance.

I'm not alone out here.

His mind started moving quickly at this point apparently unrestrained from the energy void that the rest of his body was suffering.

Was it an animal? Was it a dangerous one? Is it just someone out for a walk? Could they help? Would they?!

He turned his head fully and it slammed onto the sand. He could make out trees and bushes but saw no sign of any civilization. It looked more like a forest then a jungle to him. Shapes then seemed to be emerging from the dense foliage.

Whatever it is, it knows I'm here now.

Once the figure emerged, he could see two shapes not one. He could see that they were people given that they were walking on two legs and saw that they had human shapes.

Maybe they're coming to help me.

He tried to summon all the energy he could to try and stand up to wave to them.

Nothing.

I need to make sure that I have their attention.

Calling for help was the only thing he could think to do now. Whether or not they were friendly, he knew he would be stuck on this beach for a while with help of some kind. He was out of options. He could not get off this beach under his own power.

I need to call out to them.

He again tried to marshal up all the energy he could so that he could project his voice as far as possible.

"Hel...."

The sound could barely be registered as more than a whisper really and he knew it. Feeling slightly pathetic in this instance was an understatement. Regardless of the decibel level, the figures were now definitely moving toward him. Their speed seemed to increase now as he guessed they figured out he was in trouble. They were still at least 100 yards away.

I guess I'm saved. I hope...

He could now make out more of the figures moving rapidly toward him. He saw that it was definitely two people and could tell that they were both women; their shoulders and the shape of their hips gave that away. He also started to come to the belief that they were both naked, which puzzled him. Before he could have an abundance of thoughts on this, they were upon him.

They were speaking in a language that he quickly realized wasn't English.

Where the hell am I?!

He thought it could possibly be Greek, but he really wasn't sure.

"Help..."

That was all that he could muster but knew that it was louder than the first noise he had made. He made a calculation in his head that "Help" could be understood regardless of the dominant language of the region.

"Oh English!"

He was stunned & grateful all at the same time. It had been the taller of the two who had said it. She was still fuzzy to the eyes, but he could make out her black hair going all the way down to her hip. Her breasts were slender, no larger than a B cup he guessed; but properly proportioned going down to her well-rounded hips.

"Are you hurt?!"

Her accent sounded American from what he could tell. He again summoned his voice to his command to talk, but again barely a whisper escaped.

"I......can't move...."

Even if their faces were still a little fuzzy to him, he could see that that their faces showed grave concern. While the graveness gave him some pause, he at least felt more confident that he was not in danger from them.

"Sani! Help me carry him!!" the tall woman said excitedly.

Immediately, the other woman was at his side and together they started to lift me up. He could tell immediately that lifting him was no great strain to either of them and indeed, seemed to do it with relative ease. While he wasn't exactly fat, he was heavier than they were certainly; but they showed no signs of strain. With one arm around each of their shoulders, they all started moving. His feet were dangling on the ground, making contact with the sand every few steps or so.

He could now see more detail of the shorter woman who was apparently named Sani that had been more distant at first. She did not look at all like the taller woman as she was definitely a few inches shorter and with a much different and whiter complexion. While the taller woman seemed more Hawaiian or Polynesian, Sani seemed more European or even Irish to his eyes with flowing red hair, a narrower set of hips, and far more full and ample breasts.

She certainly doesn't look like a Sani.

He could also now confirm that both were completely nude from head to toe.

No shoes? How do they not burn their feet?! Why am I even thinking about this now? You're dying you idiot and they are helping!

He began to figure that he was on some sort of nude beach or resort and left it at that. They had now moved into the trees and the woman started gaining speed. Green blurs were going by his head very rapidly now.

These girls must be in great shape to be moving this fast, while carrying me.

They now were approaching what looked to be structures. From what he could tell, they didn't seem to be more than simple huts or cottages. No hard-standing structures. The girls seemed to be approaching another person now who had seen them moving. By now having seen the other 2 women carrying him, he quickly deduced that this person was also a woman and also quite naked. She looked similar to the taller of the 2 women carrying him except a little broader built. The women slowed as she approached.

She appeared to yell something in a foreign language that she couldn't quite understand. It sounded very similar to the language the 2 women had used in approaching him earlier. The shorter woman responded.

"We found him on the beach calling for help! He seems very disoriented and hurt. We must get him to the waters!"

The woman bent down to him and looked at him straight in the eye. He struggled but managed to look up at her as well. She was very pretty up close but noticed that she had a scowl on her face. As soon as full eye contact was made, her face immediately changed from one of unhappiness to one of intense concern as well as sympathy.

"We must hurry. Come!"

The woman then picked him up with ease into her arms and they all began running. Since he was now off his feet, he felt his body go loose and yet he was also disoriented. He felt his head as heavy as ever and practically upside down. He saw other figures emerging from the structures nearby. He thought that they were women too, but truly couldn't make out anything. He now noticed they were heading downhill somewhat. Suddenly, they were inside a structure that resembled a cave. He could feel the dampness in the air.

There must be water somewhere nearby.

The woman laid him down on the ground. She then started to give instructions.

"Sani! Go get the Matron and bring her here! Let her know what has happened. Alaria, help me get his coverings off and get him in!"

The shorter woman ran out of the cave, and he started feeling tugged at. His shoes and socks were now off, and they were yanking his pants off as well.

They must be trying to see if I have any visible injuries. I'd kind of like to know that myself.

His shirt and undergarments were then removed, and he was as naked as they were. He seemed to them somewhat pale but found no apparent injuries. They did notice that he was starting to pass out. The woman who had carried him noticed and quickly propped his head up so he could see her.

"You must stay awake! We are going to get you in the waters. They will heal you."

He thought that sounded strange.

Wouldn't a hospital be a better idea?

At that moment two more people came in. He recognized one as the shorter of the two women that helped him off the beach. The other woman was someone new and he couldn't make her out at all. The two women noticed her, and both immediately stood and seemed to bow their heads.

"Matron," they both said at once.

"What has happened and why are you speaking English?"

The woman who had carried him replied, "Sani and Alaria found this man on the beach helpless. He seemed to have no strength, so they brought him here."

"You brought a man to our sacred waters?! Have you no sense?!"

"We did not know what else to do with him, Matron. He needed help."

The Matron pondered for a moment and looked closely at the man. He couldn't see it, but she had a scowl on her face that was more severe than that of the woman who had carried him at first. She leaned in for a closer look and allowed him a closer look at her.

She was of medium height and of darker complexion then the other 3 women. Halle Berryesque it seemed. She had a curvy figure, but not one sign of excess fat at all. She must have had at least E cup breasts if not larger, but not one sign of sagging that he could tell.

She looked him over close with the same scowl she'd had from the start. She then looked straight at his eyes. He saw hers were a deep brown. As soon as she saw his blue, her face changed instantly to one of surprise. She immediately retreated with the look of shock and almost curiosity. Then she saw he was wearing a ring on his right hand. She stood up in shock.

"You said you found him on the beach?! Was it the northern beach?!"

Sani then spoke puzzlingly, "Yes, Matron. We found him wearing the coverings over there."

"And he had no injuries except for exhaustion?"

Alaria spoke, "None that we could see, Matron."

The Matron looked at the clothes on the ground and saw the ring that had come from his hand. She was stunned. The look of shock was apparent to all but the man. She then issued immediate orders.

"We need to get him in the water immediately! This man must live!!"

That's a relief.

The Matron herself moved to help get him into the water. The water was warm to the touch and felt extraordinarily soothing. The Matron then spoke to him for the first time.

"Just relax. The waters will help to heal and regain your strength. You will sleep for a while. Do not worry."

He started sinking more of his body into the water and started feeling very drowsy.

The matron stood up and looked at the other women.

"Watch over this man and make sure he is well attended. Once the waters have performed their art, get him to a bed so he can rest."

"Matron, who is this man?"

He was almost completely out of consciousness now, but he could swear that he heard her say, "The prophesy..."

His eyes opened slowly. He noticed immediately that he was no longer in the waters that he had been placed in. He felt support under his head and realized it had to be a pillow. He felt softness surrounding him and he realized that he was in a bed. His eyes began to focus, and he saw that he was in a bedroom of some kind. The light was pouring in from the outside and he realized it was an open-air room with no doors or windows. As his eyes focused more, he realized something that immediately startled him.

I can see perfectly!!!

He quickly realized that he was not wearing contact lenses of any kind.

How is this possible?!

He looked around the room and quickly saw the woman identified as Alaria looking at him and smiling. She was still as nude as she was previously. He could now see her clearly and saw that there was no flaw in the woman physically. Not a wrinkle or an ounce of fat anywhere. No blemish or scar. She then called out.

"Matron! He is awake!"

The Matron then entered the room, nude as well like Alaria. She also smiled and looked him over. He then noticed that he was still nude himself, only the sheet on the bed was covering him.

"Be calm," the Matron cautioned. "You still may feel weak, even after the waters."

He then realized that he had strength back, not full strength; but certainly, more than he had previously.

"What happened?" he inquired.

Alaria spoke up, "The waters healed and restored you. You should feel perfectly well by nightfall."

He pondered at this. Had a doctor seen him? What was in that water?

"But my eyes?! How the hell can I see so clearly?!"

The Matron and Alaria smiled at each other realizing that he had poor eyesight previously. They seemed unsurprised by this development in his eyes.

"The waters heal all ailments and handicaps. Your eyesight is a part of that."

He then quickly looked at his right hand. He had a burn mark there from an accident when he was 10 and noticed that it as well had vanished. Like it had never happened.

"But.... how is that possible?! I had a mark on my hand that'd been there for years and now it's like new!"

The Matron smiled again, "The waters here have always had these abilities. Our people have used them to maintain ourselves. The effects do not last longer than a month or so, which is why we need to return to the waters to rejuvenate. It heals injuries and helps soothe the mind. Can you tell us who you are now?"

"Matthew. Matthew Connally."

They smiled at each other again as they realized that the waters had indeed done their part.

The Matron rose, "Welcome Matthew, I am the Matron. This is Alaria. Welcome to our home!"

"Thank you," he managed to get out. "Thank you for saving me."

"You are most welcome, Matthew. You are the first visitor we have had in a long time. Do you know what has happened?"

He now felt like they were pressing for information.

They want answers and I don't have any to give them. I hope honesty really is the best policy.

"I have no idea. The last thing I remember is going to sleep in my bed and then I woke up on your beach. I know that's probably not the answer you were hoping for, but it's the absolute truth. I have no idea where I am or how I got here. Do you know how I got here?"

The Matron saw the sincerity in his eyes and voice. She had long ago learned to know when she was being told the truth and when people were dealing falsely with her.

He was telling the truth! Again, the legend....

"We are currently doing a search to see if there was a wreck of any kind near the island. Can you tell us where you are from?"

"Indianapolis."

"Where is that?" Alaria asked.

"Indiana," Matthew said with an 'obvious' tone. The two women still looked at him confused. "The US?"

The Matron now knew where Matthew was talking about, but she still looked somewhat taken aback by this. Again, she saw no deception from him.

"You have then traveled quite a long way. This island is in the middle of what you call the Pacific Ocean."

The Pacific Ocean!! I've never even been to the West Coast, let alone a Pacific island! I don't even have a passport.

Both women saw the concern on his face. He truly had no idea how he got here. He got his wits about him and asked what he thought was a sensible question.

"Can you contact the American embassy and let them know I'm here?"

Both women were surprised at the question. He was going to need more information to understand what was going on.

The Matron gave him an uneasy look, "There are no embassies on the island. This is not a known or recognized island by anyone."

An unknown island?! How?! There are GPS satellites! If they are cut off from the rest of the world, how the hell can they speak English?!

They could both see the questions pouring over his face. They could see the concern and anxiety flooding him. Alaria moved quickly to try and calm him. She moved closer to him, sat on the bed and clasped his hand into hers.

"I can see you are overcome right now. Please know that you are safe and free from harm. Take a few deep breaths."

He did as she requested. He breathed in and out deeply to try and quiet his mind. It had the desired effect on him, but he still had many questions. He began to speak and tried to do so as slow and calm as possible.

"So, I'm on an inhabited, uncharted island in the middle of the Pacific and no knows how I got here from Midwest?"

The Matron realized he was trying to calm himself while still searching for answers. Quite frankly, she was surprised he was this calm. She thought better of mentioning what she really thought was going on for the time being.

He's overwhelmed enough as it is.

"Yes. We are not yet sure how you got here either. But please know that we will discover this together. We will do all we can to help you. Please try not to worry."

He regained some of his senses and began the questions again.

"If this island is unknown and no one comes here, how is it that you speak English so well? Have others been here?"

The Matron realized quickly that this man was by no means stupid. He was not going to be satisfied by the half answers she had prepared. She needed this man's trust and now had endeavor to earn it.

"We are able to speak many languages here. While we may seem like a simple island, which we are we also do have the ability to see the outside world and learn about it. That includes other languages and knowledge about the world outside of here. We will show this to you later once you are fully recovered."

Sani then entered the room. She like the Matron and Alaria seemed absolutely flawless as well in looks.

That's some water.

"Matron, we found nothing anywhere around the island. No boats, rafts, or evidence of any craft. There is nothing!"

Her face seemed to match both the Matron and Alaria. They seemed stunned by this realization. Matthew no less so but realized something.

They really don't know how I got here!

Alaria then leaned in toward the Matron and spoke ever so softly, "Matron, this also is the legend..."

Matthew had heard this before. He remembered just before passing out in the water them talking about a prophesy. Now he wanted some answers.

"Legend? What legend? Do you know what's going on?!"

They all looked at him pensively. They knew they would have to tell him something, but how much should they tell him. The Matron decided she needed a deeper discussion between them all.

"Please excuse us for a short time. I promise you we will uncover what is occurring."

All three gorgeous women then exited the room leaving Matthew perplexed and more than a little anxious.

They know something!

They stood away far enough from the hut so that Matthew couldn't possibly hear how many of them were gathered outside or what they were saying. Even if the waters had improved his hearing, they were safe as they would all speak their native tongue. A few other women now joined them. They had heard about what had happened and were now asking the same questions as all the others.

What is this?

Sani spoke up first, "Matron, we must consider the possibility that this is what we have all been waiting for. So far, the prophesy has played out exactly as it was foretold!"

Another woman who had joined the group now spoke, "So it is true! A man just appeared on the beach! You're sure there was no craft, Sani?!"

"I am sure, Tala. We sent patrols not only to the beach where he was found, but to all points of the island. Nothing."

To say that a look of shock washed across all the onlookers would be an understatement. They all knew of the legend and what it would mean for them all. They all started talking excitedly until another woman stepped up.

"Sisters, please! We know nothing of this man or his intentions. Prophesy or not, he could be a threat. We must be cautious. After all, not all the conditions have been met. I haven't heard any mention of the ring."

The Matron, Sani & Alaria then all looked at each other. The Matron spoke quietly, but loud enough so that all gathered could hear as well.

"He does have a ring, Kayna. It matches the symbol."

Kayna took a step back. She looked flabbergasted.

"What if he knew of the legend? This could all be a trick to convince us that the prophecy is real, and he is here to fulfil it. This could all be deception!"

The Matron shook her head vigorously. "No, no one outside the island knows of the legend. Our monitoring looks for it. And it certainly would not account for the ring. No one knows that symbol. I watched him as he answered the questions that we posed on him. There was no deception on his face. I believe that he truly is lost about this, more than we ourselves."

Alaria spoke up, "Matron, what should we do? We must tell him something and if this is the prophesy, doesn't he deserve to know?"

The Matron resolved herself to a course of action. "I will speak with him alone. I will inquire about the ring and decide how much he should be told. For now, he will be treated as our guest until there is a reason to do otherwise. Please stress to all sisters that he must not be overwhelmed and let this come naturally. For now, only myself, Alaria & Sani will interact with him. He knows us and seems to trust us to an extent. We need more information and need to prepare him."

The others were disappointed but understood. The Matron, Sani & Alaria proceeded back toward the hut. The Matron stopped both sisters before they could enter.

"Stay out here. Let me talk with him alone. You can listen, but please be silent."

They both nodded and said at the same time, "We honor the Matron."

The Matron took a deep breath and proceeded into the hut.

This will be my greatest test! Goddesses walk with me.

Matthew remained in the bed in the hut. He heard noise and commotion outside the hut and figured it to be a gathering of several. He couldn't hear any of the conversation but figured it had to be about him.

They at least have an idea as to what is going on and they are trying to decide what to do about it. If I wind up a human sacrifice, I'm going to be pissed.

The Matron then reentered the room. She looked slightly distressed, but not an ounce of her beauty had faded. He could feel his arousal grow under the sheets and had to bite his lip to stop it.

Not now! I need answers!

"I am sorry for keeping you waiting. Are you feeling stronger?"

He could tell that she had genuine concern in her voice. "A little, but I'm really confused about all this. I have so many questions and I need answers!" He saw by the look on her face that he may have been too forceful and impertinent. He tried to soften.

"I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be disrespectful, and I am very grateful for all you have done for me. But I'm at a complete loss here and freaked out. Do you know what is going on? Why I'm here?"

She saw that he was in distress. Not that she could truly blame him.

Start slow...

"I will do my best to put you at ease, Matthew. First, I want you to know that you are in no danger. You are completely safe here."

This gave him some comfort. Not just the words, but the way in which she said them.

No wonder they call her the Matron. She sounded just like a mother then.

She continued, "You are on an island in what you call the South Pacific Ocean. This island is unknown to the rest of your world. Through the power of what you would call supernatural forces, it remains invisible and undetectable to them. Thus, it has been since the old times."

He looked at her incredulously.

Supernatural?! I don't even go to church!

She saw clearly the looks of disbelief in his face but decided to press on. What choice did she have?

"I know that a lot of these facts will be hard for you to understand, but please believe me that it is all true. In the old times, our people were separated from the rest of the world. It was for our protection and to protect this island and the power it holds."

Power?!

"The waters that you were placed in is a part of that power. It not only repairs us; it extends life. The women on this island have been here for thousands of years."

His face clearly showed that he was not buying this.

"We were all placed here to be the sanctuary of women. There are women here of various ethnicities and traits. For thousands of years we have lived here in peace and freedom from the oppressions of the world and most importantly, the oppressions of man."

He was struggling to get this through his mind. "So, you are a safe haven of some kind for women? Is that what the prophesy is about?"

The Matron was about to talk about the prophesy, but suddenly held back.

The ring first.

"You were wearing a ring when you were brought into the cave. That ring." She pointed to the ring on the small table next to him. "Is it your ring?"

Matthew turned toward the table and saw the ring. He recognized it immediately.

"Yeah, that's my ring. Why?"

The Matron continued, "May I ask how you came about this ring?"

Why was she so interested in this? What did this have to do with me being on an island in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of "immortal" women?!

He decided that he might as well give her the information she wanted. After all, what did he have to lose now?

"The ring was my dad's. It's been in my family for a long time. No one really knows where it came from, but it's been passed down through the years."

This immediately got the Matron's attention. "How many years?!"

That got her interest. Why?

"I dunno, lots. My grandfather said it was thousands of years old, but Dad and I never took that serio...."

He then saw her face change to amazement and his brain began to get the message.

She knew something about the ring.

She saw the realization come across his face.

Now was the time to press.

"Do you know what the symbol on the ring is?"

He looked at the ring and saw the symbol that he had been on the ring all his life. The symbol almost looked like interlocking male and female signs, but the shapes were not circles really. Plenty of people had looked at the ring before and no one was quite sure what the symbols were. Not even Matthew's father or grandfather knew.

The Matron then hit him with the bomb. "We have that symbol on the island."

Matthew was surprised, but clearly not shocked. With their interest in the ring, they had to recognize something.

"So, what is it?"

The Matron breathed deep. "The symbol is located on a wall in an ancient cave we have here. It is said that it will allow for the sisterhood to be renewed and allow the cycle to start again."

"Cycle? What cycle?"

"Allow for us to again give birth."

This puzzled me more than a little. "Wait, all the women here are sterile? How is that possible with that magic water you have here?!"

The Matron looked surprised by the question at first as it seemed like the answer was obvious to her. But then she realized that she hadn't expressly told him.

"We truly do not know if we are actually sterile or not."

How the hell can you not know that?! Before he could utter that the Matron provided him with the answer.

"There is no way to test it. This island only has women."

So, let's break this down for a minute. Transported to a South Pacific Island, check. Magical healing water, check. Understands a symbol on my ring, check. Now this is an island full of naked women and no other men.... Is this what a coma feels like?

Matthew was taking some deep breaths. This was getting to be a lot to digest. The Matron could see that on his face.

"Are you ok, Matthew?" The concern was clear on her face. She now realized this may have been too rapid in telling him all this. Matthew took a few more deep breaths and seemed to get his bearings underneath him.

"How is it that there are no men here? Where did everyone come from?"

The Matron took a deep breath to attempt to explain. "Long ago, there were men on the island and our culture flourished. But the men started to die off and all women started giving birth to only women. The legends state that this was to provide a holy sanctuary for women to flourish in peace until the time of reunification."

"Reunification?"

"The time in which we would be reunited with mankind and maybe even the world. It is said that that symbol and the ancient cave are the key to this, but we do not know how."

She hesitated before telling him the last part of the legend as its implications were uncertain even for her, but he had to be told.

"The legend says that a man would come to us seemingly out of nowhere. He will bear the symbol and using the cave would be able to restart the cycle and begin reunification." She looked at the ground the whole time she said this as she could not look Matthew in the eye.

Finally, she managed look up and saw the wide-eyed look on Matthew's face. He looked lightning had just struck 2 feet from him. She moved to hold his hand and could feel the goosebumps. She also could see his pulse through his neck and saw it was racing.

Too fast... Told him too fast.

"Matthew? Matthew!"

The second got his attention back from his own brain.

The Matron looked straight in his eyes. "I know this is all a lot to take in. We do not understand all of it either. I promise that my people and I will aid you anyway we can."

The last part made his dick start to stir for some reason. He quickly regained control over himself, however.

Not now!!

She could see he was taking this all in very heavily. Quite frankly, she was impressed this wasn't producing a full-on panic attack. Matthew finally again looked at her eyes. He was kind of impressed with himself that he had been able to look at all these women in their eyes and not all the lovely other places. He felt composed again and resumed his questions.

"So, what happens now? Do I have to go to this cave now or what?" His tone was one of both confusion & concern. The Matron saw the earnestness with which he said this, but she knew he had been through enough today.

"We can deal with that tomorrow if you are feeling better. Right now, you need to rest up. You have been through quite an ordeal today. Do you think you are able to walk?"

Matthew quickly tested his legs and found that he had strength in them. He bent and stretched them until he felt fairly confident in his ability.

"I think so. Guess I won't know until I try."

"Well if you are, we will get you to the High House where I reside. There is plenty of room and we shall get some food for you. Sani! Alaria!"

Sani and Alaria quickly entered the hut and bowed their heads toward the Matron.

"Have Shara prepare the guest room at the High House. We will have Matthew bed there for now. We shall also have a feast tonight to honor our guest."

Sani looked almost pensive and quickly made gestures toward the Matron to speak privately to the side. The Matron acknowledged this and moved to the side with Sani where they whispered. Alaria seemed interested in this as well as her attention was clearly on them. All Matthew could make out of the conversation was at the very end when the Matron nodded her head and said, "No, of course you both have first claim. Fear not." With this Sani immediately smiled and Alaria did too. They all moved back toward the bed and again turned their attention toward Matthew. The Matron again spoke to Matthew.

"Sani and Alaria will help you out of the bed and escort you up to the High House. I must see to other things now to prepare for tonight."

She leaned in toward him so that her breasts were almost to his face. She placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Until the feast, be at calm."

With that she smiled and left the hut.

He was now again alone with Sani and Alaria. They moved toward the bed and Alaria spoke first.

"Here, let us help you."

Matthew began to move than realized something almost immediately.

I have no clothes on underneath this sheet.

The women could see the hesitation in his movement when he reflexively grabbed the sheet again. Both were puzzled, but Sani is the one who spoke up.

"Is something wrong?"

It was at this moment he realized how ridiculous what he was about to say to two women that he had never seen a shred of clothing on, but he couldn't help himself.

"Where are my clothes?"

They looked at each other with mild confusion. And then the answer occurred to them.

"Your coverings?" Alaria asked.

Matthew nodded his head and yet they both still seemed puzzled.

"I think they are at the spring still. Why do you ask?" Alaria inquired.

Matthew needed to think about how to approach this. He decided that he should just share his primary concern.

"Well without them, it will be hard to hide certain things."

They both looked even more confused than before. Matthew decided he would have to give better hints.


"An island full of beautiful, naked women with you two not wearing anything may have some......effects on me..."

They were taking in the words and finally a look of realization came over their faces. They smiled and looked at Matthew.

Sani said, "Oh, you mean your penis might get erect."

He was mildly shocked that they had actually used the words but nodded his head to affirm the statement.

"I don't want to insult anyone."

The puzzled looks then returned and Alaria was quick to speak.

"Why would anyone be insulted? It's a completely normal reaction in males. You mean in your land they take offense to this?"

"It's just not something that we show off in public."

Sani looked at Alaria and all she could get out was, "Strange place." Alaria nodded her head in agreement. Matthew at this point realized this line of inquiry was quickly becoming useless. He bowed to the inevitable.

"Never mind, I'll try to stand."

He pivoted his body swing his legs to the side and scooted to the end of the bed. Alaria was quickly in front of him to assist if necessary. He hadn't noticed before, but her scent was amazing. Her flawless nude body was in full display and while Matthew definitely noticed, he was more curious at this point if he could stand.

Let's give this a try.

His feet hit the ground. He noticed immediately how soft the ground felt. He put some weight on it and felt ok. He started to lift himself up allowing the sheet to fall away from him. He struggled a little bit getting fully up and Alaria quickly grabbed him, and he was soon fully upright and fully nude.


The women now had a full look at his penis truly for the first time and were pleasantly surprised at the size. It was currently soft but seemed to be at least 6" even then. He saw it as well and was surprised.

I don't remember it being that big before.

He decided to take a few steps to see how he would do. He was very shaky at first and Alaria was supporting him by grabbing hold of his shoulder. Sani then came to his left side and also helped. He could feel their warm skin on his and his dick started to inflate slightly. After walking around the hut, he felt that he could move ok enough to go outside.

"Alright, I think I'm ready. You sure this is ok?" Matthew said clearly indicating his worry lay below.

Sani was quick to respond, "It will be glorious. It has been long since any here have seen a real penis. Don't worry if you get people looking. It is just good healthy curiosity. Alaria and I will be with you the whole way."

He looked at Alaria and she quickly smiled to reassure him. They proceeded to the exit and Matthew quickly realized the size of the interest in him.

If you've never seen a sea of beautiful, naked women before; you wouldn't be alone. To say that Matthew couldn't believe what he was seeing was an understatement. There seemed like hundreds of women all gathered around outside. He could also see many huts not unlike the one he was just in. The women seemed to comprise every ethnicity that he could think of. Some were pale white, others Asian, some African, others seemed Latin in origin. He saw Middle Eastern, and several that he couldn't even tell. They all had two things in common: all were remarkably beautiful, and all were completely naked.

Matthew quickly developed a sort of sensory overload in his head. It was too much to process. He figured there were probably a few dozen people on the island, but he never expected this many. And all were intently focused on him. Some smiled, some grinned, some had curious looks on their faces. After all, it had been a very long time since any of them had seen a man in the flesh. And quickly they saw even more of him. Without any further need of encouragement, Matthew's dick quickly rose to attention. The women were all transfixed on this for 2 reasons: they had never seen a circumcised penis before, and it looked almost 10" long.

The trio then slowly made their way through the crowd with Alaria and Sani helping to keep the women from swarming around him. Matthew could hear murmuring in their native language and more than a few giggles. He could walk under his own power, but he wasn't moving very quickly. Sani and Alaria were both trying to get the crowd to disperse at least a little so they could make their way to the High House. Of course, they couldn't really blame any of the women for their curiosity. This was the most exciting thing that had happened on the island for many centuries, and they all wanted a front row seat to see it.

Eventually the crowd was largely behind them, and they made their way to the great hill. Matthew could see a large house on the top of it. It looked similar to the other huts that he had seen in basic design, but far more spacious with many rooms attached to it. The uphill climb was slowing Matthew down even more, so Sani & Alaria both moved to help him get up the hill. After about ten minutes, they reached the summit, and he could get a full view of the great house.

It looked very palatial compared to the rest of the island that he had seen. It was all one level, but very expansive. There were gardens and what looked like a pool off to the side. Alaria came up to his side and spoke.

"We call this the High House. This is where the Matron lives and oversees the island. We shall take you to a guest room over here."

They walked through the outdoor palace and Matthew could see other naked women attending to the grounds. They paid him similar attention to the many women he had seen in the village below. They noticed him and smiled slightly and then returned to their duties. They entered a room near the gardens and pool. It was large compared to the hut that they had left. It had what looked like a King-sized bed, water basin with a pitcher near it. It was then that Matthew noticed that there was a woman as well in the room. She was about the same height as Sani with a thin frame. In Matthew's mind, she reminded him of Emma Watson. She had small, but beautiful breasts and a small amount of dirty blonde hair in her pubic area. She smiled at Matthew and introduced herself.