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Themyscira has a dark and well guarded secret. The island is full of Amazonian Warriors, and well they certainly do enjoy each other, the thing they desire most after their drills is a good male dick to ride. Themyscira has, in secret, long been a prison island for men on life sentences. One of Wonder Woman's secret duties is to select men from prisons, or her battles, and bring them to the island for re-education and training. Some volunteer, opting for a life of servitude over that of a prison cell. Others are transfered from overcrowded prisons eager to get rid of their worst behave criminals. Some are criminals that have skillfully avoided the justice system. Wonder Woman catches these men herself and brings her captives to the island.

A man is stuck on a uncharted island and finds a savage island girl who's never seen a man before

Maybe it's just the heat but something doesn't seem quite right

A girl will wake up on an island where she can only move forward if she wears heels with skates and will try to get out or else she will be trapped on the island forever. You can put any animated character whenever you want, and you can write as many scenarios as you want, you write your golden adventure with high heels, bondage is a necessity, if you don't think to put a chapter on their own, it's because they don't like bondage.

Spooky Island was a resort off the coast of Australia, its secret was that it was actually the home to an army of Demons that stole the souls, or Protoplasms, of the visitors. Are you a demon or an escaped protoplasm? Will you put an end to the Darkopolypse ritual or simply mind your own business and have fun with your new body? Will you use that new body for good or for evil? Will you even keep that body hop from body to body? Will you align with the Demons as a cultist? All the many possibilities at the Spooky Island Resort await!

The small island of Santo Domino was a tropical paradise, that a single tribe of natives live on. The first visitors were mariners who were blown off course by the violent storms of the Atlantic. Duo to it's tiny size, dangerous reefs and lack of anything of real value, sailors rarely came there, usually only to restock water and get food, which was plentiful and the natives shared willingly. Since the tiny island was close to thousand miles from anywhere, visitors were rare. Over the years visitors came and planted flags and claimed the island. However, its distance and the cost to transport things limited what the powers could or would do there. Several tried to establish forts, ports and trading posts, but the people needed little and didn't welcome the strangers who wanted to stay and tell them how to live. So, while not being hostile, the Natives who knew the swamps were dangerous and diseased simply let the Invaders claim whatever they wanted , and let nature deal with them. The natives who avoided the swamps as places of bad spirits, let the invaders hack their way in and do as they pleased until disease took them. One group even ket sending more and more men for they had decided to drain the swamp, and after loosing hundreds of men, they were able to dig a drainage channel that did slowly drain the swamp and allow the jungle greenery to reclaim the land. But the Colonial Power lost control tp another before the swamp was drained, then next power left leaving the Natives in peace for a long time. Storms and diseases that the New Comers had never contracted before, killed many, and the Natives were polite, sympathetic but believed that the 'Gods' had taken them and left the people be, even though they ate the same food and drank the same water. Finally, in the modern era a company had come once to build to build a resort for tourists and that lead to stores and a shopping district along the beach. Naturally, the development disrupted the natives fishing and started to expand into the farm land. The Company persuaded the native girls to work at the resort and the shops, while the elderly were moved to elder care facilities on the mainland where their health needs could taken care of. The men were soon taking jobs with other resorts the company owned and leaving the island. The resort was a huge success, and was soon the place to stay. But is wasn't long before the entitled, wealthy, privileged, young women were taking out their frustrations on the island girls. This and a United Nations led to revolution, when the islanders voted not to sell their land to the resort and the girls started to quit to go back to their simple life, and avoid the resort tried to them to stay.

An enchanting Island is the back drop of the hit new TV show CFNM Island. A boat load of unsuspecting men with nudity hang ups are about to get their hang-ups exposed and conquered all for the enjoyment of the viewing audience. The hit TV show promises the guys will win fabulous prizes and find true love as long as they can face being nude in front of all the female contestants, the all-female crew and extras while completing the various challenges and taking their AI selected dating partners on lavish CFNM dates to see if the AI really did find their perfect soul mate. Will the guys win their happily ever after and conquer thier fears of being nude in public or will they die of embarrassment as they are to bare body and soul to their gorgeous prospective mates and the show hoestess of course, oh and the two beautiful but nosy confessional interviewers, and of course the rest of the female crew oh and the millions watching on TV and streaming online.

Inspired by Dead Island and Queen 's The Virus. The South American tropical islands of Parovia is a popular tourist destination for adults, known as THE tropical destination of the world. An incident at a secret research facility on one of the islands leaked a powerful airborne virus, infecting everyone save for a handful of immune, and turning them into sex crazed maniacs. Journey as infected or immune in the chaos. Choose to indulge, escape or spread the disease to the rest of the world.

A group finds themself on a deserted island with no contact with the outside world and no clues what lurks in the water who knows what will become of them?

(OPEN TO THE PUBLIC. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ADD ANY CHAPTERS.) You are Eddie Navarro, a 22 year old Latino with nothing going for him. No job. No girlfriend. No real future. You’re also lost at sea. When you wash up on an island, a voice tells you that anything you could have ever wanted, you can get here ... on Fantasy Island.

On my 18th Birthday We wreck at sea and wash up on an unknown island, the island has some native inhabitants but not anything like we would have thought…

A yacht of beautiful, horny women crashes on a deserted island. The passengers are still alive and need to figure out a way to survive and potentially leave.

The mean stepfamily win a prize, Jesse go for a visit and learn this island is different from others.

You're stranded on an island full of monsters and monster girls. Will you survive?

An island all to yourself... at first and then the fun begins.

Have you ever wanted a celebrity to be your significant other for a day? Ever wanted to see a celebrity humiliated? Shamed? Punished? to live out your darkest of fantasies? How about your childhood bully or crush instead? Perhaps even a random stranger? For those with the funds and the connections Fantasy Island will provide through , bribery, , and even acquisitions. Some may even be here willingly with a wish to fulfill their own fantasies and our staff as well. So come let your fantasies come true.

She-Hulk after an encounter with the Leader, finds herself stranded on a desert island with failed clones of her cousin. Can she escape? Or will she made a new life for herself?

On the edge of the vast sea, where the salty air kissed the earth, stood a solitary figure, her silhouette etched against the vibrant canvas of a setting sun. The sky above was a blend of fiery oranges and soft pinks, the waves below a gentle rhythm of whispers as they caressed the shore. This was Isabelle, her eyes cast downward, her hands stained with the rich soil of her island home. Her calloused hands piled the last shovelful of earth onto the fresh mound before her, each pat a solemn goodbye to the man she had called "Father." His name was Marcus, and though not of her blood, his love for her was as steadfast as the ancient oaks that lined the cemetery. He had raised her with care, filling her days with tales of a distant land called Tolemac, a place of grandeur and beauty, marred only by the shadow of its tumultuous past. "Isabelle," he had breathed in his final moments, "you are not of this land. Your true name is Isabelle, daughter of King Aldric and Queen Elara. You are the rightful heir to the throne of Tolemac." The revelation had hit her like a tempest, whipping through her mind, uprooting the very foundation of her identity. The man she had mourned as her father had been her protector, her guardian, her anchor in a world where she had known only the isolation of the island. The birthmark on her shoulder, a delicate crown of entwined roses, confirmed her lineage, a silent sentinel of truth hidden beneath her clothes. Her heart felt heavy, yet a spark of determination began to burn within her chest. The words of her dying guardian echoed in her ears, a clarion call to action. With a deep breath, she turned her gaze from the grave and out to the horizon. The distant land of Tolemac called to her, whispering of battles to be fought and a legacy to be reclaimed. Isabelle knew not the trials that lay ahead, the battles she would have to face, or the alliances she would need to forge. All she knew was that she could no longer ignore the destiny that had been thrust upon her. The island that had been her cradle now felt like a prison, its comforts a cage keeping her from her birthright. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in a warm embrace of twilight, she made a solemn vow. "I will return, Tolemac," she murmured to the wind. "I will set you free and claim what is mine." With that, she turned her back on the only life she had ever known, and took her first steps into the unknown, her heart beating a steady rhythm of purpose. The journey ahead was fraught with peril, but Isabelle was undeterred. For she knew that the crown of roses on her shoulder was not just a symbol of her heritage, but a promise of the future she was destined to shape.

In the Rhodes Island pharmaceutical company in the Terra world, the Doctor, a tactical commander, unexpectedly obtains a mysterious dark silver bracelet during an exploration of ruins. This bracelet, from a lost ancient civilization, is covered with intricate, flowing patterns that appear alive, radiating an ominous yet alluring luster. The Doctor quickly discovers that this bracelet possesses a shocking ability—it can separate a portion of the user's soul and possess another living being. The possessed person's consciousness falls into a deep sleep, while the split soul can completely control that body, feeling every inch of its skin, every breath, every heartbeat. Initially, the Doctor possessed his most familiar companion—Kal'tsit's "pet," M3 (Mon3tr), out of curiosity. But when he experienced the world in M3's female form, a long-suppressed desire began to awaken. Controlling M3's body, he committed unspeakable acts against his true self in the office late at night. And this was just the beginning. The bracelet's true secrets went far beyond this. Ancient texts stolen from Kal'tsit's room revealed more truths: a possessed body develops muscle memory; even after the split soul leaves, the body still remembers those shameful pleasures. Even more terrifying, the bracelet could temporarily break down the reproductive barriers between races in Terra, making conception possible between different races. The Doctor's desires spread like wildfire. He turned his attention to Rhodes Island's combat operator—Surtr, with her lava-red hair and Sarkaz horns. During a chance encounter in a restaurant, the bracelet activated again. When Surtr's consciousness slumbered, and the Doctor's split soul occupied that powerful and beautiful body, a decadent revelry transcending identity and ethics officially began. Swimsuits, maid outfits, a night of three intertwined passions… The Doctor switches between his split soul and his original self, enjoying the dual pleasures of domination and subjugation. But does the bracelet's power come at a price? What do the abnormal reactions of the possessed body after the split soul withdraws signify? When Surtr wakes up in the morning and finds herself experiencing inexplicable physical urges towards the Doctor, as the secret of the bracelet gradually surfaces… the Doctor stands in the corridor of Rhodes Island, flipping through the operator roster, contemplating his next possession target. Will this forbidden bracelet lead him to the abyss of desire, or uncover a more ancient secret?

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