you wake up on the beach, kicking the crab from you and looking around. confused
Intro you're a wealthy businessman whose plane crashes. just before it crashes, you see a red light coming through the window and then impact and nothing. you think it's the end. you wake up to a crab tugging at your trousers on a strange beach on a seemingly undiscovered and unhabited island. meanwhile, far inland on the island, there is a tribe of beautiful women, primal but happy and naive. they survive my growing large plants that produce teenage girls. They dont know about the outside world or men and live happily with primal technology and primative english
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