"Hide, hide, my little friends... I'll find you sooner or later!" said Anita, with a voice sounding super sensual, nothing like the voice she used to have! She searched the mansion a little more, broke through a window with her bare fists, and grabbed a small fridge inside the house, before she left with her loot, going back to the jungles of the island leading to the heart of it. Sammy waited for a while, even after the footsteps couldn't be heard in the distance, and slowly stood, inviting Mark to do the same.
"Close call." she said "She's... monstrous. But so beautiful I... wait, no, it's this damn change! She's growing a body influencing our minds!"
"Uh... yeah..." muttered Mark, blushing. Sammy angrily looked at him.
"And you almost got us called with your pants ready to explode just at her sight!"
"I... yes I'm... sorry and... eeer... thanks for... what you did?" he tried.
"Don't remind me of it. I gave you this hand job only to keep you quiet, okay? Now, hurry up and help me finish the preparations!"
The two of them quickly resumed their work, cautious for a while, at the idea of Anita being around, and if Mark couldn't admit it, he couldn't get Anita out of his mind. She'd be his wet dream for the years to come... and even Sammy looked confused. Pissed off, but confused. Mark, while they were carrying water bottles, asked her :
"Do you think she's done growing? She's grown beyond reason now!"
"No..." Sammy said, anger in her voice "If she was done, we'd both have surrendered to her here and then, and become her slaves. It means she's just gonna grow bigger... and sexier. And God knows how much. But next time, if there is a next time, we can say goodbye to our free will."
Mark tried not to think about this eventuality, yet, his hard on came back... was it that bad to be the slave of such a goddess? He shook his head. Stop it, moron, she's making you dumb!
By the evening, they had finished gathering everything they thought they needed. And started putting everything in the boat. They pushed the sand back in the holes they dug, so Anita would not know what they did until it was too late. Then, they pushed the boat into the water, and using the cover of the dark as night was coming, Sammy said "Goodbye, Anita. Live your stupid life on this island alone." and jumped aboard with Mark, and the boy started rowing. They hoped that before the sun was up, they'd have disappeared on the horizon.
It was a quiet night, and using the rows, then the poor sail they made out of a blanket, when the wind was right, they could put enough distance between them and the cursed island. When the sun eventually showed up, the island was nowhere to be seen. The currents, the wind and Mark's efforts had put them into security. Just in case, they sailed for one more day, one of them sleeping while the other made sure everything was fine, and on the second day, they turned on the transponder, waiting for someone to find them.
They didn't lack food or water, and none of them spoke much. They both knew they were thinking of Anita right now. And how huge she had become. Was she done growing? Or...
A seaplane flew above them, and they noticed under its wings the seal of the US coastguards. Waving their arms and blanket as a flag, they were quickly rescued when the plane made a sea-landing and came to them. They climbed aboard the seaplane, got hot food served, and the most ranked coastguard on board came for them while they were on their way back to the U.S.
"Hey, I know you! You're this girl who won the lottery last year, right?" he smiled at Sammy.
"Uh... yes, that's me." Sammy sighed, remembering the reality had changed.
"Don't you own a distant private island in the Bahamas?"
"Yes, I do..." admitted Sammy, taking note of this information. So, that was where they were... on a distant private island in the Bahamas. Now, it was time to make sure no one would go there. "I came there with my friend Mark here, but looks like there was some uh... underwater activity, and the waters around the island are now dangerous. My yacht got damaged, and I had no way to go home, so we took the boat from my yacht, and thankfully, you came to our rescue. Now, we just need to make sure everyone knows they shouldn't navigate around my island or else, more people will end up shipwrecked. Could you report this to the authorities so they mark my island as off limit to navigation?"
"Eeer... it's not that simple..." the coastguard explained "If they are as dangerous as you say, we need to send a team to confirm your report and..."
"I don't want more people to suffer." lied Sammy, making a cute face "And you've been so nice to us... if you could just make sure this is settled without risking more lives, I'll make sure you and your crew get a generous reward for helping us, and whatever expert needs to sign a document, he'll get the same reward too. I'm sure 100 000$ each would be a nice way to thank you all and end up this sad story as fast as possible."
The man blinked, looked back at one of his men who overhead the conversation, and they slowly nodded.
When they arrived on the East Coast, the coastguards made sure the paperwork was done quickly so they could get home fast and without people asking questions, Sammy went to the closest bank and made sure the men were paid, and a local expert certified Sammy's island was now a no-navigation zone, and that this information was already spread in all the maps around the world thanks to some kind of common database used worldwide. Then, Sammy ordered a taxi to bring her home, and if it brought them to their home city, it didn't bring their to Sammy's family house, but instead, to a beautiful mansion in a rich neighborhood. Sammy's actual home since reality changed.
"Cool." she smiled to Mark "Wanna be my roommate in this? I have more rooms than I can occupy in there, way much more than I need! After all this, we both deserve a life of luxury and fun travels. We should forget it all, Mark. What about going to buy you some car tomorrow?"
"Just... about Anita?" Mark hesitated.
"I know..." sighed Sammy "Officially, she was on vacation with us. With my money, paying a few guys to have papers proving she left for some European country during our trip should be easy. No one will ask questions. I know you think about her and how she was last time we saw her... believe me, I think about it too. But now, we escaped. We're free. She's trapped with her own greed, and by the time she realizes we left, she'll be too big to use the dictaphone. Let's focus on other things and go on with our lives, please?"
She grabbed his hands, her eyes begging. Mark sighed too.
"Alright... so, about buying me a car..."
"Yes!" exclaimed Sammy, embracing him "Tomorrow, I swear! Tonight, something hot to eat, like pizzas, and tomorrow, whatever car you want, it's yours! And I'll pay you a new computer while I'm a it! Let's make it so we never have to worry ever again!"
But deep inside them... they knew it wouldn't be that easy. But they had time, as days started going on nicely, Sammy paying for everything, while the island seemed like a distant memory...
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