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"If I knew I was gonna get lost I would have brought some damn sunscreen..." Tiffany grumbled to herself as she pushed some ferns out of her way as the midday sun shined down upon her from it's place in the sky. The poor woman had somehow gotten separated from her tour group after a few hours of exploration on the beautiful island that was their first stop of their tropical cruise. I should take a break before I get sunstroke. She thought as she came across a dense batch of palm trees close enough together to create some shade. The shapely blonde stretched her legs for a spell before sitting down in the tree's shadow for a break from the sun's rays. Tiffany was thankful that she had at least dressed appropriately for the weather. She had picked out a cute straw hat to help deal with the heat; while her plain white t-shirt, brown shorts, and white sandals completed her touristy getup.
As the soft chirps of some nearby birds rode an orphan ocean breeze through the copse of trees Tiffany replayed the mistake that had brought about her current predicament as she took a sip from the water canteen that the tour guide had prepared for everyone. She's seen an extraordinarily pretty flower just off the beaten path that her group had been walking down for the better part of an hour. Wanting a closer look; she had slowed down without saying anything as the rest of the group marched onward. By the time she's taken a few pictures with her disposable camera; the rest of the group was so far ahead that she didn't see or hear them through the thick underbrush that grew on either side of the path.
She had rushed down the path to try and catch up; only to find that the path quickly forked a few different ways. Instead of doing the smart thing and going back the way they had come from the ship; she had hoped to see or hear some sign of the group if she kept running forward blindly. The island wasn't particularly large by any stretch of the imagination; but she'd been walking these foot paths for awhile without seeing any signs of the group. "If I can just find the beach, I can probably circle back around to the ship." She figured as she got up and kept walking; using her nose to try and follow the hint of salt water that she periodically detected on the wind. As the sun slowly worked it's way across the sky Tiffany started to get worried as her canteen started to empty. Time wasn't an issue as the cruise ship was set to stay on the island for a few days before they were scheduled to head to their next destination; but the presentation everyone had been forced to watch before being allowed to leave the ship had strongly advised them not to try any of the local food.
The warning had struck Tiffany as odd at the time; as the island was uninhabited and the ship had enough food and drink to last them a week, much less the handful of days they would be there anyway. The tired woman's stomach grumbled as she ruefully recalled the tiny protein bar she had stuffed in her mouth for breakfast earlier in the day. And your oversleeping does you in again Tiff ... She thought while pushing random palm fronds out of her way as she made her way forward. Her ears perked up as she suddenly heard the sound of waves crashing down on sand. Hope renewing the strength in her limbs; she rushed onward toward the sound as her nose picked up more than a hint of salt in the air. A few moments later she was greeted with sight of the ocean. Tiffany breathed a small sigh of relief as her sandals stepped on white sand; the cool sea breeze gently blowing through her hair as she watched the sea surf pound itself upon the shore. The view was breathtaking in it's own way. Or your totally out of shape. Tiffany laughed at the thought; sure that things were finally going her way.
Looking up and down the quiet beach; she saw no sign of the cruise ship. It must be docked on another side of the island then...guess I have to keep walking... Buoyed to be out of the humid jungle that seemed to comprise most of the island's interior; Tiffany walked the beach in high spirits. She picked at the various bits of debris that the ocean had left on the beach from high tide. Shiny rocks and shells mostly; thought she picked up a few sharks teeth as well. Keep this up and you'll have a necklace to go with your tale. Tiffany thought to herself with a smirk just as her stomach grumbled again to ruin the mood. "The human body can go days without food..." She stated to no one in particular; though her rumbling tummy clearly disagreed. Trudging on Tiffany walked for a good half hour before almost running into a queerly placed tree that was planted in the sand. Lifting her hat for a better look; Tiffany was even more surprised to find that the tree seemed to be bearing fruit of some sort. The hell kinda fruit bearing tree grows straight out of sand?
Look down the beach; she didn't see any more of the bizarre trees anywhere. Must be an accident of nature. She figured as her stomach demanded attention again as her eyes went back to the low hanging fruit. A quick look won't kill me... She told herself as she pulled one of the fruits off a branch. She didn't recognize it at all; but she wasn't an expert on exotic fruits either.
"Looks a little like a misshapen banana I guess..." She realized as she turned the curious fruit around in her hands. The color was the most interesting thing about it; as it seemed to be mostly blue with orange strips crisscrossing the surface. With a small amount of apprehension Tiffany ripped a small chunk out of the fruit before taking a test lick of the juicy inside. It tasted almost sweet oddly enough...with a slightly salty aftertaste she guessed from being right by the ocean. She took another lick to be sure. I hope this doesn't give me diarrhea later... She prayed before taking a bite and slowly chewing. She wouldn't call it filling...but if it kept her stomach occupied until she reached the ship she would be happy.
Grabbing another one of the fruits she started her walk down the beach again, happily munching away at the strange fruit. Fortune seemed to be turning back in Tiffany's favor as she stumbled across a fresh water stream not ten minutes later. Taking the opportunity to refill her canteen; Tiffany took a small break to finish her second fruit and re hydrate while watching the ocean for a bit under the shade of some palms. Looking at the sun's position Tiff guessed that she had maybe five to six more hours to find her way back to the ship before the sun would set. "Ooof...back at it girl." She muttered as she stood up, legs sore from the seemingly never ending walk since she had left her room that morning. Once I get back I'm gonna chill out in the Jacuzzi after I eat a big ass dinner. She told herself as she did some quick stretches before setting out again.
After a few steps Tiffany clutched at her stomach uneasily. Suddenly she felt a bit gassy and bloated.
"Oh come on...no way that fruit ran through me already." She said exasperatedly as she felt the pressure building up in her stomach. "This is ridiculous..." She grunted as she undid her shorts and took off her underwear before placing both articles of clothing in the shade as she waddled back to the small stream. Squatting down to get comfortable she waited; praying that her lost tour group didn't bust through the treeline like in a bad sitcom. Feeling a little vulnerable for the first time since she'd stepped off the ship Tiff relieved herself; watching as her urine flowed down the stream and into the ocean. She felt the pressure lessen a bit; but not as much as she'd expected. Shaking her hips a little to lose any stray droplets; Tiffany felt the pressure move further down to just above her butt. The area started to feel...tingly; as if she had slept on it in a weird position.
Using one of her hands to feel around the area Tiff gasped as she felt a soft tuff of smooth hair just above her cheeks. My butt's not that hairy I'm pretty sure... She thought; confused at the discovery. "Wish I had my makeup compact with me." She said; getting up and walking in a circle to see if that would help at all. It didn't; as the odd sensation intensified. She considered rubbing her backside against one of the tree trunks to see if that would help. Before she could decide the pressure became too much as Tiff flopped to the ground with a grimace.
"Fuck!" She yelped before hearing a pop retort just before the tingling came to a stop. God I hope I'm not dying... She thought; then she felt something hairy rub against her butt. Startled Tiff jumped backwards as she patted at her butt; searching for the furry intruder. But she felt and saw nothing as her eyes swept over the shaded area. She backed up toward the ocean, but nothing caught her eye. "If someone's there...show yourself!" She yelled toward the treeline. But no one returned her cry. Neat...that fruit must have been hallucinogenic. She guessed as she started to sit down slowly; still looking for any signs of movement. Then she felt sudden pain as she sat on something. Getting back up the pain radiated from just above her butt. Slowly Tiff felt the spot that had been tingling earlier to find that the hairy spot seemed to have grown a bit and seemed to be moving. Tiffany looked behind her; shocked to see that she now seemed to be sporting a furry tail that erupted from just above her clenched butt cheeks. The bewhiskered appendage moved this way and that; as if it had a mind of it's own as it swayed in the ocean breeze. Confused now but slightly curious Tiff tried to flex her butt and back muscles to see if she could control it; but the long hairy stub didn't seem to be respond to her attempts to commandeer it as it's random flicking continued.
Wow...today couldn't get any weirder I guess. She thought with a shrug as she tentatively rubbed a hand against her new tail. The fur covering it was extraordinarily soft Tiff realized as she slowly got used to petting it. It felt a little odd at first, but she quickly started to like it as a sort of pleasure from stroking her soft tail diffused throughout the rest of her body. The pressure and heat of her touching began to overpower her senses as she sped up her pace. This feels...really good...it must have loads of nerve endings in it or something... Tiff thought as her pussy's juices ran down her thighs unnoticed. Feels like a body massage and being fucked all at once! Tiff thought; squealing as she orgasmed from the strangely erotic petting session. She felt her knees grow weak as her love juices spurted across the ground in a final burst before she collapsed in a messy huff. Sweaty and still panting minutes later; Tiff roused herself enough to drink from the nearby stream before trying to collect herself.
"Maybe having a tail ain't so bad..." She mumbled to herself, still clearly intoxicated by the afterglow of whatever had just happened. Tiff stared at the surf for a time; eventually starting to stroke her tail again as it wandered into her lap. The repetitive motion seemed to help sooth her nerves somewhat as well as kick start the thinking parts of her brain. Overall the tail situation kinda unnerved her. Having no control over this new body part felt...insidious somehow; like in a horror movie where the characters have to deal with losing control of themselves against aliens or something. On the plus side though...That first stroke session is probably about as close as I'll get to a dude's orgasm. She thought as the hint of a smile spread across her face as she remembered the halcyon days of less than an hour ago. As the after effect finally wore off Tiff's eyes went wide when she realized how much time she had wasted staring at the ocean half naked. I wanna be back on the ship before dark; I ain't sleeping on damn sea shells. She thought as she stood up and took a quick stretch; her tail wrapping itself around one of her legs for reasons unknown.
As she started for her discarded clothing pile Tiffany's stomach gurgled again. "I just fuckin' fed ya...greedy bitch..." Tiff grumbled to herself as she halfheartedly slapped her belly. She considered for a few moments if attempting to clean herself off in the tiny stream before getting dressed would be a good use of her limited time. Before she could make up her mind however, her stomach made the choice for her as Tiff suddenly doubled over in sharp pain as her stomach began to swell and convulse. "The hell is happening now!?" Tiffany yelled as she clutched at her bloating stomach as it's surface pulsed grotesquely before her very eyes. Shit...I look super pregnant. She noted as an idea popped into her head through the pain. Remembering some stuff she had read in an pregnancy booklet Tiff closed her eyes and started taking deep breathes in an attempt to help reduce the pain.
While her breathing technique did diminish her pain somewhat; with her eyes closed Tiff didn't see her belly start to shrink as her pussy flexed open to allow whatever was inside her an exit. Tiffany grunted as her now misshapen womb started to contract, morphed by the unusual fruits she had consumed earlier, as her baby maker descended downward. Tiff could feel that something was off, but her focus was purely on her breathing as her new sex organs thrust themselves out of her outstretched pussy. Her new balls came first as a pair with a wet pop that Tiff barely heard as her dangling sperm tanks flopped about in the afternoon air. Any man would have been proud of the huge almost grapefruit sized orbs that now hung between Tiff's legs as they swayed in the gentle ocean breeze that she had been enjoying earlier. Their abnormally large size was only rivaled by a strange crisscrossing pattern of blue and orange strips that appeared here and there across the surface. The slight chill she felt from her testicles was enough that Tiff finally opened her eyes; just in time to see her cock distend out of the remnants of her feminine slit.
"What...the...fuck..." She started saying as the club shape finally emerged; finalizing her transformation as her body's pain slowed to a dull throb. Her new penis bucked in celebration of it's release as it grew, filling itself with Tiff's blood to fuel it's expansion. Tiffany could only stare as her new meat stick expanded to fill the air with more of itself. 4 inches...6...9...finally it's growth ended at close to 11 inches in length. It wasn't the breeze that caught Tiff's attention now, but the strange purple liquid that oozed from her cock's slit. Horrified, horny, and having a problem thinking straight anymore as the fruits worked their magic; Tiffany swiped some of the drippling liquid off her cock's tip and took a closer look. It might have been a trick of the light, but she thought she saw parts of the purple secretion...moving. I...I need to get cleaned up...go back to the ship. Tiff's mind felt like it was in a slight haze that she guessed was caused by her newest appendage to join the party.
Shaking her head, Tiffany walked back into the fresh stream and tried to clean herself up. She half expected her cock and balls to just wash away when she dipped them into the water; but no such luck it would seem as they came out cleaner...but still there. "Maybe...I should...jerk off?" She muttered, vaguely recalling something she's read about post nut clarity or some such thing. If I rub one out, hopefully I can think clearer. She thought as she stared at her still pulsating penis as it drizzled more purple pre-cum into the stream. Tiff gave a start when her mostly forgotten tail seemed to catch her drift; wrapping itself around her freakish cock as it flexed awkwardly around it. "Heh...tailjob." She mumbled stupidly before letting out a moan as her tail went to work.
Grasping her shaft, Tiff's tail stroked back and forth over her bizarre cock, taking advantage of it's strange mix of fluffiness and firmness as it worked over her leaky pole. At one point Tiff's tail changed tactics as it grabbed at her cockhead's tip and pulled the whole mess down her shaft. Tiff had assumed that the bulbous tip was her cock's head but it was actually a large bundle of skin that protected her now exposed mushroom-like glans. Tiff leaned backward a bit, giving her tail more wiggle room to work with and her a better view of the show. Her tail didn't disappoint as it wrung her rod for all it was worth as she giggled at the absurd sight. Nearing her first male orgasm, Tiff felt a bunch of somethings inside her balls moving as the big orbs pulsed and tighten as her cock slit gushed purple pre-cum that wiggled with new life.
"Yes...YES...FFFUUUCCKK!" Tiffany screamed as a deluge of purple goo erupted from her cock's tip; getting all over herself and pollinating the small shaded area near the stream where she lay. With that mind blowing orgasm Tiff didn't feel any post nut clarity, just a vague sense of confusion. She felt like she had something to do, but couldn't quite remember what it was. Washing herself off, Tiff looked out at the pretty ocean again as leafy blue and orange sprouts pushed up from where her seed had landed. Shit...the ship! Tiff remembered as she bounced up and hastily put on her clothing before sprinting down the beach, leaving behind small splotches of purple goo in her wake.