【Survival on a Deserted Island】(01) Author: Wenwenyong

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My name is Zhao Chen, 28 years old, a typical loser. I work in a factory. I usually just go to work, eat
, sleep, and sometimes watch TV dramas and variety shows. Although I am not ugly, I
am still single and a virgin because I am a bit introverted and shy. I think I am a failure.
The factory organizes a trip for employees every year after the Spring Festival, and this year is no exception. The trip notice
was posted a week ago. I didn't want to go, but my colleagues who often play with me persuaded me to go
. Anyway, it doesn't cost money.
On the day of the factory's trip, I packed my luggage with my colleagues early and took the bus rented by the factory to
the airport. After completing the formalities, I boarded the plane and sat down to chat and brag with my colleagues.
About an hour later, I felt a little sleepy, so I put on my headphones and listened to music and fell asleep in my chair. In my drowsy
state, I felt the plane shaking violently. At first, I thought it was my imagination, but I felt more and more that something was wrong.
I felt like I was going to be thrown out of the chair. Fortunately, I had a seatbelt so I was not thrown out.
At first, no one reacted immediately. After a few seconds, everyone realized that the plane might be malfunctioning
and about to crash. People around me started screaming in fear.
I was terrified too, gripping the armrests of my seat tightly. I thought, "No way, my first time flying
and it's going to crash?" I suddenly regretted coming, but I didn't have time to think. The plane shook more and more violently
. Suddenly, I felt dizzy, and everything went black. I lost consciousness.
I don't know how long it took before I slowly regained consciousness. My first feeling was that my whole body ached. I forced my eyes open,
and a blinding beam of light shone into them. I immediately closed my eyes, then opened them again after a while, repeating this several times
until my eyes adjusted. I squinted and looked around. I realized I was lying face down, chest against the ground, on a beach
. There was a fairly large mountain in front of me.
The temperature was extremely hot. There was trash and seashells washed ashore everywhere, and a few crabs
were crawling in the distance. That's when I realized that the plane had really crashed. There was no time to think. My back was burning from the sun
, and my throat was parched. Instinctively, I got up and headed towards the mountainside. After a while, I finally reached
the mountain I'd seen earlier. Only then did I realize it was made entirely of stone, though I didn't know what kind.
I found a shady spot and sat down, feeling much cooler.
Looking out, I saw an endless ocean, with the occasional sound of crashing waves and birdsong.
Calming down, I started to think. What bad luck! How could this happen to me? A plane crash
? Shouldn't it happen to a loser like me? This is something only rich people who fly around would experience.
Looking around again, there was nothing but trash blown ashore by the waves. Slowly, fear began to
creep in, and I felt increasingly regretful.
I don't know how long it took before I calmed down. I took a few deep breaths. Don't panic. Tell yourself that the most important thing now
is to find a way to survive and get back. I often watch Bear Grylls' survival shows and
other survival programs like "Modern Robinson Crusoe" in my spare time. They're so thrilling and exciting that I sometimes imagine myself as the protagonist,
possessing amazing skills, and I get the urge to experience them myself someday. But it's just a fleeting
feeling of excitement. Now that it's actually happening, there's no thrill, only fear. Calming down, I realized my priority is finding fresh water and food. 　　I decided to
look around for anything useful . 　　I went to the beach to check the pile of trash and found nothing 　　useful except a rope about two meters long. 　　Then I walked down the mountainside. After walking for what seemed like forever, I vaguely saw someone in the distance. My heart 　　suddenly raced with excitement, and my initial disappointment lessened considerably. But I was also a little scared. Could it be a corpse or 　　a cannibal? I immediately crouched down to examine it. It probably wasn't a corpse, because the waves didn't seem to have reached the foot of the mountain 　　. But it's also possible it died there. 　　It didn't look like a wild man, because the person appeared to be wearing clothes, like a shirt or something. 　　They were just sitting there motionless, looking in another direction. I immediately assumed they were someone from the factory, 　　blown here by the waves after the accident. Mustering my courage, I walked over and called out, "Hey!" 　　The person on the other side seemed to hear me and turned around. That's when I saw clearly—it was a woman. She didn't speak, but stood up 　　and looked in my direction. 　　I continued walking and called out loudly, "Are you from XX company?" 　　I heard a soft reply from the other side, "Yes, are you too?" 　　Overjoyed, I ran over, replying, "Yes!" 　　I jogged a bit and reached her, recognizing her face clearly. It was 　　Su Ying, the 22-year-old HR girl in the office. 　　I had seen her when I applied for a job at the factory; she was the one who gave me my name tag. She had bangs that reached her eyebrows and a ponytail 　　—a very ordinary hairstyle. Her skin looked fair and delicate, but I didn't think there was anything particularly special about her. 　　I probably didn't pay much attention to her back then, because the girl who interviewed me was so beautiful. She had fair skin, long, 　　flowing, jet-black hair parted in the middle and falling over her shoulders and back. She was a stunning beauty at first glance, a true 　　goddess, and her voice was lovely. 　　During the interview, she smiled and asked about my resume. Although I knew that smile wasn't directed at me, I still felt really good. 　　She even held my hand, looking at it from both sides, which made my heart race and my face flush. I knew she was checking for 　　scars or imperfections, but she sometimes asked people to turn their hands around themselves. Thinking about it, I was still quite pleased, 　　since I'm a complete novice who's never been with a woman before. Because of this, I kept thinking about her after the interview and didn't 　　pay much attention to Su Ying. 　　Later, I often saw the girls from the office in the cafeteria; there were quite a few beauties, and Su Ying was one of them, but 　　I was still fantasizing about the girl from the interview and didn't pay much attention. 　　Two months later, when I went to the office to pick up things, I always went to her. Her voice wasn't particularly pleasant 　　, just average, but she spoke very gently and kindly. I was shocked when I saw her hands.

I silently exclaimed, "So beautiful!" Her hands were full and fair, her fingers like scallion roots, each with a tiny lunula (half-moon shape) on each finger.
The nails were smooth and glossy, and most importantly, they were neatly trimmed and beautiful, unlike many young women these days who
grow their nails long and paint them with random colors, and worst of all, stick those
pearl-like things on them. Compared to them, Su Ying's hands were like those of a naturally beautiful, unadorned girl next door, while those
looked like heavily made-up ladies.
Instantly, the interviewer's hands paled in comparison. I subconsciously glanced at her face: arched eyebrows,
delicate, snow-white skin, a small mouth, a straight nose, and large, bright eyes with clear, expressive pupils. There was
n't anything particularly striking about her, but I couldn't find any flaws either; the more I looked, the more beautiful she became. Then I saw her work ID
: Su Ying—what a lovely name.
The whole process took less than 30 seconds. The interviewer was completely outshone by her; in fact, all
the beauties I'd seen in decades had paled in comparison. A goddess! But as a loser, I knew my place,
so nothing much happened afterward. I just kept hoping she'd appear in the cafeteria, often secretly watching her, and I noticed she was quite
lively.
I looked at her and said, "Su Ying."
She looked at me and said, "Zhao Chen."
At that moment, I was overjoyed. So she knew me and remembered my name. Even a loser like me
can be happy about something like this!
Su Ying was dressed as usual, in a t-shirt, shirt, jeans, and casual shoes. Her hair
was a bit messy, her clothes were dirty with sand, and her face was filthy, but it couldn't hide
her charm at all.
But I didn't forget our current situation. Composing myself, I asked her, "Are you alone? How long have you been here?"
She was clearly excited to see someone, especially someone from her company. After a while, she said, "Yeah, I haven't seen anyone else.
I've been awake for about an hour."
"Oh, let's find some water first, and see if anyone else is here."
"Yeah, I looked over there, nothing there. I'm thirsty too." "
Then let's look from where I came from. Come on."
"Okay."
We searched and chatted. She said she'd only been searching for a while after waking up, but she was too tired and thirsty, so she sat down to rest
. She said I'd be there soon.
I asked her if she was scared. She said yes, she thought she was going to die here. Her voice sounded like she was about to cry
, but she swallowed it back.
Thinking about it, it's understandable. A girl stranded here, it's no wonder she was scared; it's a miracle she didn't wet herself.
The sun was getting stronger, and where we were, there were no more mountains to block the sun. We walked slower and slower,
finding nothing, and were starting to feel like giving up. I saw Su Ying struggling to keep
going, a young girl enduring such hardship without ever telling me to stop, just following me. My love for her grew even stronger.
I really wanted to stop and rest, but there was nowhere to find shade, so stopping wouldn't help.
After walking a while, we found a rock protruding ahead, providing some shade. We were both exhausted and
sat down against the rock, panting heavily.
I turned to look at Su Ying and was shocked. She was half-lying on the ground, her lips pale, her eyes closed,
her face extremely pale, repeatedly muttering, "Water...water."
I shook her shoulder, "Su Ying, Su Ying."
She didn't answer, muttering something unintelligible, as if she were unconscious.
Could she have heatstroke? What could I do? Where could I find water? I grew increasingly anxious, completely helpless.
Then...that's it! I felt the urge to urinate as soon as I woke up, but then I was scared and incredibly thirsty, focused on finding water and meeting
Su Ying, forgetting that you can drink urine to survive.
Without a container, I had to do it directly. I picked Su Ying up and laid her on the ground, loosened my belt, took out my penis
, pulled back the foreskin, straddled Su Ying's face, and pried open her mouth with one hand. Because I had been holding it in for a long time, I relaxed and urinated directly
onto Su Ying's face, even getting a lot into her nostrils. I composed myself and forced it back down, pressing the head of my penis against
Su Ying's lips before finally urinating into her mouth.
At this moment, Su Ying frowned and coughed twice. I saw her throat move a few times, so she must have swallowed
it, but she urinated too quickly, and some of it spilled from the corner of her mouth. I quickly forced the urine
back down, afraid she would choke. I waited until she had swallowed most of it before urinating a little more, repeating this several times.
I don't know why, but now my penis looks very dirty, with fine dirt stuck to it. Looking at
the penis of a beggar who hadn't bathed in years, right in front of the goddess's stunning face, with some urine still on it, the visual
stimulation was immense. The glans was still pressed against the goddess's soft lips, slowly hardening. I despised myself;
even at a life-or-death moment, I was thinking of such things, but I couldn't control myself.
The stimulation was fleeting; after all, the goddess's physical condition was my biggest concern. After I finished urinating, I
got off Su Ying's head and sat next to her, letting her rest her head on my lap. Looking at her face, it was truly the most perfect
face in the world. I really didn't know why I hadn't felt anything for her the first time I saw her.
At this moment, I had a slight urge to take advantage of her vulnerability, to see her breasts, to see what her vagina looked like.
I was torn between whether or not to do it; this was a golden opportunity. In the end, reason prevailed over lust. And what
I really wanted to see most was Su Ying's jade feet hidden in her shoes. As someone who has had a foot fetish for over ten years, the goddess's jade feet
were more attractive than her breasts, buttocks, or even her vagina. The factory had always hoped she'd wear sandals or slippers,
but we'd never seen her. Now she was right in front of me, and I could do whatever I wanted. A goddess's feet must be so beautiful, I wondered
if they smelled bad. And those delicate hands... it would feel so good to stroke them. I
don't know how much time had passed, but as I was lost in thought and hesitating...
"Cough..." Su Ying coughed a few times, as if she were waking up. Slowly, she opened her
eyes and looked at me, her complexion much better than before.
Ugh... she suddenly turned her face and dry heaved, coughing and gagging, saying, "What did you give me to drink? Ugh
... cough... it's disgusting!" But nothing came out.
I looked at her, unsure how to answer. After a while, she stopped gagging, and I saw her face was flushed,
two streams of tears streaming down her face. I felt a pang of heartache, but also a
strange thrill; the thought of my goddess drinking my urine stirred something within me.
Seeing that I didn't answer, she took a deep breath, probably smelling the urine, and seemed to understand
something. Her face flushed, and she turned her head towards my stomach, not wanting me to see her expression. But suddenly she
looked at me again, her face flushed, beads of sweat on her forehead, and glared at me angrily.
Her expression was incredibly awkward and adorable.
Then she straightened up, slowly stood up, and said, "I'm going to wash my face and put away your filthy stuff." She then
walked towards the beach.
I was completely confused. Standing up, I realized I hadn't even unzipped my pants. Thinking back to when she drank my urine,
my penis got hard, the glans protruding from the waistband of her underwear. She saw it when she turned her face towards my stomach
; no wonder she had that expression.
But the thought sent a surge of heat through my penis, making it even harder, and it throbbed a few times. My goddess saw my penis
! Just thinking about it was exciting. Men are like that, always trying to see a woman's body, and always trying to let others
see their own. So perverted!
After a while, Su Ying came back, her face clean, but still a little red. She glanced at me but
didn't say anything, turning her face away, clearly aware of our situation. I must say, Su Ying is a sensible
woman who understands the bigger picture. The atmosphere was a little awkward; neither of us wanted to bring up what had just happened.
Then I broke the silence, saying, "Let's find something to eat first, and then we need to find a place to stay for the night."
She softly hummed in agreement.
We continued walking, chatting about the days before the incident, which eased the awkward atmosphere. I
learned she had a boyfriend before and was now single. The thought of my goddess being violated, a man
thrusting into her, her mouth filled with another man's penis, made me a little uncomfortable, but I didn't have time to think about that now.
We walked for quite a while before finally reaching a sheltered rock. There was a large protrusion overhead that could be used
for shelter from the rain, and about two meters above the ground, there was a large depression. I went up to check it out; it seemed just big enough for
a person to sleep in without fear of falling. Although it looked a bit small for two people, it was the ideal
shelter for the moment. I briefly explained the situation to Su Ying, and she agreed to spend the night there.
Our stomachs were growling, and I was thirsty. I wondered if Su Ying needed to pee.
I was willing to drink her urine to quench my thirst; to me, drinking the goddess's holy water would be a blessing. But I couldn't directly
ask her if she needed to pee and offer to drink her urine. I couldn't reveal my perverted thoughts in front of my goddess. For now, we
can be patient. If it really comes to a crisis, I'll definitely ask her directly. Life is the most important thing right now, and it
's not that bad yet.
We sat down to rest for a while, then went to look for something to eat. After walking for a while, we didn't find anything, so we
decided to find something to start a fire. On the way here, we saw a lot of wood washed ashore by the waves,
so starting a fire seemed the least of our worries. I also had a lighter with me, and I had already tested it and it worked
. To my relief, I had a small Swiss Army knife with my keychain. I don't know
how it got through security. I had heard that knives aren't allowed on airplanes, so it seems to vary by location.
The sun was almost setting, and we were collecting scrap wood on the beach. We had already carried some to the shelter
when Su Ying shouted, "Zhao Chen, come quick, there are coconuts!" Her tone was
very excited.
I was happy to hear that too, and looked over to see her carrying a coconut in each hand towards the shelter.
I also carried the wood back.
There's always a way out!
I used a stone to poke a small hole in the bottom of the coconut with a knife, tilted my head back, and drank the coconut water upside down. I
choked a bit because I was so thirsty, and glanced at Su Ying. Her table manners were terrible; she completely disregarded her goddess
image, gulping down the coconut until no more water dripped, then shaking it a few times before putting it down.
A little water was still dribbling from her mouth, and I shamelessly imagined oral sex.
When she finished and saw me watching, she looked at me and said, "What's wrong?" Her eyes flickered a few times, then she said, "Why did
n't you say so earlier? I'm already finished, I'm so thirsty." Apparently, she thought I was done and wanted some of hers. I said I still
had some, and she just said "Oh" and didn't say anything more. I continued drinking my coconut water.
After spending the day together, I felt that Su Ying had no goddess airs at all. I don't know if it was because of our situation
, or if she simply didn't see herself as a goddess, because she never complained about being tired or anything;
she did everything I did.
After drinking the coconut juice, we started a fire not far from where we were sleeping. However, because of the fire, two people couldn't
sleep at the same time, otherwise, it would be troublesome if they got burned in the middle of the night. By then, it was almost dark. Although we had drunk some coconut juice
, our stomachs were still growling with hunger. We spent a lot of effort opening the coconut and eating the coconut meat inside. Our stomachs
were finally a little full, and now we had two containers.
Now it was dark, and we were all exhausted. I told Su Ying to go to sleep first, and I would keep the first night shift
. Su Ying didn't say anything and lay down on the rock with her back to me. Soon, I heard Su Ying breathing heavily in her sleep. Looking at
her sleeping posture with her back bent and her legs curled up, she looked so cute. Then I looked at her buttocks. Her buttocks weren't big, but because of her jeans , they
looked quite perky.
I don't know why I didn't assault her. Maybe it was because of her attitude towards me today. She
didn't treat me like a stranger or treat me coldly, nor did she act like a goddess that I should worship or order around
. We were more like friends, friends who had gone through thick and thin together. Even a loser like me has a strong sense of pride. I usually suppress
my feelings, but if I have the chance to do whatever I want, I'll be unstoppable. If she's the kind of
person who's used to being pampered by rich and handsome losers, and she tries to boss me around on this deserted island, I'll definitely teach her a lesson. I'll rape her first,
then slowly train her to be my slave and sex slave. Right now, I just want to keep an eye on the fire so she can sleep peacefully
.
As I planned for tomorrow, I drifted back to my old routine. I don't know how much time passed, but Su Ying woke up
. She stretched and smiled at me, saying, "Thank you. Go back to sleep now. I'll watch the fire."
She even yawned as she spoke. I must say, even goddesses don't look good yawning, but she didn't seem to care at all.
I said to her, "You trust me that much?"
She laughed and said, "What's there to worry about? You're not going to eat me, are you?"
I teased, "I really do want to 'eat' you," deliberately drawing out the word.
She quickly clenched her fists, assuming a defensive stance in front of her chest: "Try it, see if I don't beat you up."
I said, "You can't beat me anyway."
She said, "Come on, I've learned self-defense techniques. I'll kick your little pecker until it's broken, then cut it off and throw
it into the sea to feed the fish. Let's see if it dares to come out and scare people again." As she spoke, she made a kicking motion, then
a motion as if cutting something and throwing it. She realized her slip of the tongue and couldn't help but
chuckle, her face flushing red, probably remembering the sight of my penis earlier that day.
It turned out she still remembered what happened today. I felt incredibly excited, but of course I couldn't show it to her.
I pretended to be kicked in the groin, covering my crotch with my hands: "So fierce! Women are terrifying."
She put her hands on her hips and proudly said, "Hmph! Scared now? Go to sleep."
I'm only 168cm tall and weigh 55kg, quite thin. Su Ying looks to be around
160-165cm, and she's learned self-defense techniques. I might not be able to beat her in a real fight, but a sneak attack would be
a different story.
I was also tired and didn't continue the conversation, so I lay down and fell asleep. Because of the fire, it was very
warm, and I drifted off to sleep quickly. We changed shifts again before dawn.
(To be continued)

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