Finding food

Meanwhile, Mary Ann had discovered a grove of banana trees. She reached up, trying to pull down a bunch of the yellow fruit.

"Gilligan, could you help me?" she called over her shoulder.

Gilligan was busy poking his stick into bushes, jumping back each time he disturbed the foliage. "Coming, Mary Ann!" He tripped over an exposed root and tumbled forward, his lanky frame sprawling across the jungle floor.

Ginger sighed dramatically. "This humidity is absolutely ruining my hair!”

When Gillian got up and approached Mary Ann, she said, “Boost me up so I can reach the bananas.”

Gillian made a step for her with his fingers interlaced. She stepped into it, and he hoisted her up. He looked up and could see up her dress to her delicate panties underneath as he held her high. He gulped and continued to look. Mary Ann grabbed a large bunch of bananas and yanked them several times. The bunch finally broke off the tree, but the added weight put Gillian off balance, and he fell, taking Mary Ann with him. Mary Ann landed on top of Gillian, and she could feel the bulge in his pants from viewing her knickers.

She rolled off him quickly, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Sorry about that," she mumbled, brushing dirt from her clothes. She couldn’t help but get a little excited by feeling what seemed like a big bulge.

Gilligan scrambled to his feet, holding the bunch of bananas strategically in front of himself. "N-no problem, Mary Ann," he stammered. His heart hammered against his ribs like the Skipper's drums during their island luau nights back home. Suddenly, he couldn’t look at anything but Mary Ann’s lovely tits.

Ginger approached them with a knowing smirk. "My, my. Isn't this cozy?" She plucked a banana from the bunch and peeled it delicately. "In Hollywood, this would be called 'chemistry testing.'" When she ate the long fruit, Gillian imagined Ginger sucking his dick, which didn’t help his erection any.

Mary Ann ignored her, focusing instead on gathering more fruit. The jungle felt even more humid now, or maybe it was just her flushed skin. She spotted some coconuts hanging from a nearby palm tree and pointed. "Gilligan, do you think you could climb up and get those?"

Gilligan eyed the tall trunk dubiously. "Gee, Mary Ann, I don't know if—"

"Oh, for heaven's sake," Ginger interrupted. "In 'Jungle Princess,' I had to climb three palm trees in high heels." She kicked off her shoes and approached the tree, then stopped short. "On second thought, I was using a stunt double."