Yes

Going commando wasn't what you had in mind. However, sometimes sacrifices must be made... and in this case you feel it's for the best to preserve the sense of mystery, maintain the illusion, and all that. Not long after his departure, you manage to fall asleep for real.

After catching some Z's, you awaken to greet the new day.

You tidy up your appearance by magicking away whatever cum remains on you and leave your shelter in an effort to find civilization. Once more, the sprawling jungle greets you.

This time you opt to follow the trail and the stream that accompanies it. You walk for a few hours until a loud, rumbling sound gets your attention, and you refocus your walking towards that.

It isn't long before you find the source, a freshly landed starship. Sitting in front of you, out in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, is a spaceport.

Odds are that you have stumbled across some sort of pirate outpost, or other similar, nefarious sort of company. A few ideas pass through that divine brain of yours.