Kal, Male, 37

	- Narrator, disaster survivor and castaway

	- 6'1, 190lbs, straight, shoulder-length dark-brown hair

Bailey, Female, 14

	- Disaster survivor and castaway

	- 5'4, 125lbs, golden-brown tanned skin, shoulder-length light yellow-brown sun-streaked hair

Keekah, Female, 15

	- daughter of Manu, sister of Hakee and Mie, cousin of Poln

	- 5'5, 135lbs, mocha-brown skin, waist-length mostly-straight black hair

Hona, Female, 28

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, friend of Manu

	- 5'2, 155lbs, dark-brown skin, shoulder-length wavy dark-brown hair

Tok, Male, 34

	- Survivor from Hahonoko, friend of Manu

	- 6'3, 205lbs, brown skin, shoulder-length wavy dark-brown hair

Amy, Female, 15

	- Stowaway from California

	- 5'6, 120lbs, pale skin, shoulder-length straight black hair

Bailey continued to grow bigger through the rest of October and into November. Her belly was prominent and her balance began to require her concentration. She tired easily, rested often. Her fourteen-year old body had taken to the pregnancy without much preparation, and her thin frame was ill-equipped to keep her upright and engaged in survival most days.

No one complained. Just the opposite, a buzz of excitement began to grow amongst us for the joyous event that would take place in January. Tok and Gale added touches to the building I shared with Bailey, Amy, and Keekah, decorating it with dried flowers, carved ornaments, and even a couple of roughly-framed drawings that Amy had made of our beach and the camp.

I spent a lot of time with Bailey, ensuring she had what she needed. Though she often felt like a drag and commented regularly that she wished she wasn't a burden to the rest of us, we all assured her that there was plenty of support in the camp and that she wasn't a burden at all. We didn't talk more about the possible names of our child, having shelved that until the day arrived and we could finally lay eyes on the infant.

The irrigation system on the Northern fields was completed and we turned our efforts toward building up some outdoor spaces around the main camp. We constructed a covered deck area, complete with a raised platform and shaded coverage. We remembered well the heat of the previous summer, and we hoped the addition of an outdoor space, open to any breeze that might blow through, might ease our way through the upcoming summer months.

Karana continued to be a good hunter, regularly bringing back hares and even the occasional tortoise. We had stored a lot of dried fish, meats, and vegetables and built up our supplies to be prepared for several weeks of hard times, should those occur. Thankfully, by mid-November, we'd had no such hardships and continued to thrive as our family developed a rhythm and skill set that optimized our efforts and resources.

The third week of November arrived with a stiff, warm breeze that seemed to grow warmer with each day. We weren't yet into the summer months and already the heat was becoming heavy. Work paused during much of midday while we lounged in the shade of our new outdoor patio and talked idly about our plans and our progress.

Mie turned twelve over those weeks and we threw her a big party which she adored. Hakee made her a small banana-fruit cake and even managed what passed for a very tasty caramel-like sauce over top. The girl had become a real valuable part of the camp and had learned skills from Tok and Hona and Hakee that would help us survive. Manu turned thirty-two, and despite having had several children and a rough few years, she seemed to become more youthful as she released whatever demons had kept her from enjoying her life.

Tok and I had become quite close over those weeks. The man's English became more robust and he went out of his way to learn and practice whenever he could. He was intelligent and full of talents that he'd acquired during his many years in Hahonoko. He really enjoyed discussing history, learning about cultures and times he'd only known hints of before meeting me and the others from other places. He was fascinated by the Greeks and Romans, more so by the Mongols and the travels of Captain Cook. I looked forward daily to telling him what I knew and letting him respond with questions reflecting his understanding of motivations and consequences.

The afternoon of November 18th arrived and I was pulling in one crab after another. Hakee helped me while Amy and Keekah fished. Tok and Hona were adding supports to the patio to protect it against high winds, and then planned to put in place rain shields to stop most of the driven rain as well. Gale and the others were gathering onions and mushrooms to the East. Bailey napped.

The breeze shifted directions quickly, and within an hour, we saw thunderheads moving in from the West, cooler air rushing across us and making us all feel giddy with relief. We doubled timed the work and had more than enough crabs and fish for the stew and the drying racks. Keekah and Amy cleaned the fish and set most of them to dry, while I dropped big chunks of crab meat into the steaming pot. We washed up quickly and returned to the fire.

I heard a moan from the patio and sat back to watch as Tok fucked Hona from behind. They'd finished their improvements and taken a moment to enjoy each other in the unseasonable cool weather. Keekah and Amy joined me, watching, smiling.

My cock rose as I rolled a joint, fired it up, and passed it to Keekah. The dark-skinned girl took a hit, another, then passed it to Amy and took my hand. She smiled and pulled me up, kissed me, wrapped her arms around me, said gaily, “Kowl, need you inside.”

I grinned, took the joint from Amy and toked a moment, then blew Keekah a shotgun kiss. The brown-skinned teen led me to the patio near where Tok was fucking Hona. The woman grunted with each deep stroke of the man's long penis, and together, Keekah and I watched a moment as Tok churned her juices.

Amy joined us while Keekah slipped onto her back and spread her legs, fingers dancing lightly along her own labia, drawing out the obvious wetness and offering it to me. I sucked her cream-covered fingers greedily, loved the taste of Keekah's robust flavors. Amy knelt and kissed Keekah as I slid between the brown-skinned girl's thighs and inhaled her scents.

Keekah's cunt was always a wonderful sight, even better on my nose and in my mouth. I sniffed her aroma, then lapped quickly along her labia, parting her lips and dipping my tongue inside. Keekah moaned into Amy's mouth, her hands messing Amy's hair and massaging the Asian teen's lovely small breasts.

Bailey stood beside us suddenly and watched as I ate Keekah's pussy. My young pregnant wife's fingers moved down and she began to play with herself, her swollen labia larger than before, her growing body slowly becoming ready to give birth in a few weeks. Amy pulled Bailey down and immediately settled between her legs, my wife moaning as the girl licked her carefully. I could smell wet pussy everywhere, and as I licked Keekah's genitals, I moved my hand into Amy's crotch and fingered her tight little vagina.

Hona had turned over and was on her back, Tok's cock in her mouth a moment as he slowly slid in and out of her lips. The woman's eyes blinked open, watching the four of us nearby, a smile around the dark flesh of Tok's penis. She moaned as his fingers found her pussy and slipped inside.

Keekah moaned as I licked her, my tongue circling her hard clit, her hips rising to grind against my face. I mounted her quickly, slipped my penis into her vagina, and penetrated the teen girl fully in one stroke. She sucked in her breath, her hands grabbed my shoulders, and she rocked with me as I fucked her body.

Bailey came next to us, her large belly shaking as she climaxed. Amy's mouth lapped up the fourteen-year old's cunt juices, then rose and moved next to the girl to share the flavors with her. Bailey kissed her and hugged Amy's neck, her body still shaking and moving as her orgasm washed out.

I rose off of Keekah and said to Bailey, “think you'll be able to enjoy this position?” She nodded and I carefully pulled myself between her legs, lifted her hips, and slipped my penis into her sloppy pregnant cunt. Keekah pushed Amy back and licked the girl's drooling vagina while I fucked Bailey carefully, gently.

I stroked Bailey's belly as my cock moved in and out of her wonderful young body. Her juices frothed around my penetration, leaving whitish foam to drool down her labia and over her anus. Keekah lifted her face, grinning with Amy's pussy juices on her lips, and I slipped out of Bailey quickly, moved between Amy's legs, and fucked her. Bailey's fluids were thick on my cock as I buried in Amy, and the mess between all three sets of legs was matting their pubic hair. The intense smell of fresh fucking and creamy pussy was heavy even in the open patio air.

Tok groaned, his body now positioned over Hona, his cock pumping in and out of her large body. Hona's legs were wrapped around his back, her orgasm just beginning as he unloaded inside her. I watched the dark man fill the woman's vagina as she trembled and came, the two of them howling in delight as they shared a mutual orgasm. He held still, his eyes finally opening, watching me fuck Amy. He stayed inside Hona and soon was stroking into her steadily once more.

I felt the familiar burning tingle rise up from my balls and I met Amy's eyes. Her mouth was open, grunts coming with each thrust. Bailey's fingers found her clit and Amy shuddered into a powerful climax. Keekah fingered herself to one moments later then pushed her dripping pussy over Bailey's face.

My cock twitched, burning, pulsing. I drove into Amy, her arms wrapped around my neck, pulled me harder, deeper into her, her small tits pressed against my chest, her lips on mine as I ejaculated inside her. I came hard, spurting my load into the teen's vagina. I groaned as I spewed, ground myself against her genitals as my penis swelled and emptied, my semen splashing into her body with force.

We held still a moment while Tok groaned another load into Hona's pussy. I finally pulled out, my body replaced by Keekah's as the dark-skinned teen lapped up the creampie I'd left inside Amy's vagina. Kisses followed, soft touches, and a silent acknowledgement that we really were the luckiest people on Earth.

- - -

Early that evening we shared a delicious meal of fish and crab stew and a couple of big joints. Gale let us know that there was still about one more load of mushrooms to gather and that she'd probably head back in the morning to finish the job. I felt like stretching my legs in the relatively cool air and told her I'd head down there and do it before it got dark. Amy volunteered to go with me.

“You'll need some clothes. The rest of them are buried into the thicker vines, the ones with thorns. Definitely don't want anything to scratch you up.”

I nodded and grabbed an old shirt and shorts left from the boat wreck, and Amy found a dress and thick leggings that she often wore when going into the woods. We snagged a sack and my travel bag and headed off to the East.

The storm front had held off and stalled a few miles off from the island. The cool breeze continued and I held Amy's hand as we walked without a rush over the cool sand.

“Are you worried about her? About when she gives birth?”

“Yes. Somewhat. She's still pretty small to be having a child. Her hips aren't very wide. I'm worried there will be complications.”

“Me too. I'm scared for her.”

“Manu knows what she's doing. Says she's seen far smaller women give birth just fine, thinks that so long as Bailey keeps doing the exercises and keeps her weight and hydration up, she should have few problems. I trust her. Don't really have much choice.”

“Yeah. So... are you excited?”

“Very.”

“Me too. Guess I'm kinda gonna be an aunt or something.”

“Something. Closer than an aunt, really, more like... I dunno, more like another mother. You and Bailey are closer than just sisters here.”

“I know. Can't wait. I hope it's a girl.”

“You and Bailey both. Why?”

“I dunno. I used to play with dolls as a kid, and I always had girl dolls. I suppose I always wanted a girl so I could do things with her that I'd like to do, you know?”

“I suppose.”

“What do you want it to be?”

“Healthy.”

She chuckled. “That first, yeah. But after?”

“I really don't care either way. Whichever, I'll love my child.”

Amy was quiet a moment. “Changes a lot of things, doesn't it?”

“Some, yes.”

“Will it change us? You and me, I mean?”

“Some, but not in bad ways. The baby will need a lot of care, but there are a lot of us to help.” I stopped her a moment and turned her toward me, smiled, said, “I love you, Amy. Nothing will change about that, ok? I never want to lose you and never want you to feel unwanted. There might be some times where I'll need to give Bailey more attention, to give my child a lot of attention, but hang in there, and always talk to me about it, ok? If you ever feel left out... talk to me.”

She smiled and we kissed. “Ok. I will. I trust you, Kal. And I love you, too.”

- - -

We finished the mushroom hunt just as the storm decided to start moving toward the island again. The wind became fierce and thunder boomed along the length of the beach. We hurried out of the woods and froze.

BANG!

A loud noise from the direction of the camp stopped us a second, listening, my heart racing.

BANG! BANG!

“Gunshots!”

We raced toward the bend in the island and turned back toward camp. We could see nothing but the low fire from that distance, but I knew something was wrong. “Get in the tree line. Now!” Amy dove in to the trees and I was just seconds behind her.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

A dog barked rapidly in alarm, distant. Karana.

“Stay in the trees! Stay quiet until we figure out what the fuck!”

I rushed back out onto the beach to try to get a view of the camp. Silhouettes moved as shadows against shadows. I couldn't make out anyone. I saw a glint of reflection in the water offshore.

A boat. Goddamnit!

I turned back toward the trees, started to shout to Amy to hide.

Somewhere close by she screamed.

I reached instinctively for my pistol, remembered I had left it in camp.

Pain.

Sharp, sudden pain. Enough breath for a plaintive, desperate exhalation, and I sank immediately into a black void in which I knew nothing.