Island beauty (Patreon)

Russell's helicopter flew over the uninhabited islands of the Pacific Ocean in the region of Indonesia. Russle was born into a very wealthy family and from childhood he was not used to deny himself anything, and therefore, although there was a no-fly zone here, he did not care about the rules and flew. During the flight with the helicopter, there was some kind of malfunction and he had to land on one of the islands.

He was not worried that he might get stuck here, because he had already sent an emergency call to the mainland in the helicopter and help had already been sent for him. At this time, he decided to just walk around this island and look at nature. He took out a bottle of beer and opened it.

Walking along the shore, he saw some houses in the distance. It is strange that he did not see them from the helicopter and he decided to check it out. He came closer, but there was no one there. He felt his device vibrate, which meant that help was already close. At that moment, he did not even understand where the girl appeared from. Her skin was completely red paint with white stripes, and from her clothes she was wearing only some kind of modest cape that covered only her lower part.

- Ooh la la. What a beautiful girl? Do you live here?

The girl looked at him in surprise. She did not understand, but gradually a smile appeared on her face. Russell, of course, immediately realized that this was some kind of tribe of natives, but he did not know that the no-fly zone was here precisely because of these natives. Here was their habitat and scientists established a ban so that the natives could live their lives here.

- I shouldn't have been here, you've probably never seen someone like me? What are you saying? I don’t understand you! Damn you! You stupid native!

Russell didn't even notice anything. It all happened instantly. At one point, they swapped bodies with this girl, and when he finished his phrase, he was already standing in her place and looked at his body, which she now owned

- Che ku run? (What the heck?) 

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He felt a faint warm sea breeze now blow over his completely naked body and the slight weight on his chest. On his belt was a strap from his cape, which the girl had just been wearing, and now he was wearing this, this belt tightly wrapped around his body. His long hair touched his shoulders and back, and it was as noticeable as the void between his legs. He simultaneously understood what he had said and at the same time these words seemed completely unfamiliar to him.

The girl in his body waved at him, smiled and ran towards the helicopter.

- Ka re beuka me ?! Fe ba ken ?! (Where are you going ?! What have you done to me ?!)

Rastel wanted to run after her, but he heard a man's voice behind him shouting to him and he understood these words and understood that they were addressing him.

- Fe ra Kashimana fo bu ka? (Kashimana, did you prepare the water?)

Rasle turned his head behind his back and took a small step. His hair flowed and still touched his back, and his chest swayed from the movement, which Russell did not like at all. It was alien and wrong feeling.

It was the husband of Kashimana, the leader of the tribe, who was returning from hunting. Kashimana, the youngest wife of a tribal chief. Long ago, she stole a body swap spell from a tribal shaman. This is a powerful spell and it allowed you to get the body of another person and get all his knowledge in exchange for giving all his knowledge and body. She did not know how to use this spell, but just in case she learned it by heart. She knew that there was life outside of this island and wanted to get away from here. She immediately understood that this person is a way to escape from this island and learn a lot of new things in this world.

Russell just happened to be at the wrong time and in the wrong place. He suddenly at one point received all the knowledge of Kashimana and realized that it is better not to argue with this man, the leader of the tribe, because he can be very severely punished. His heart was beating faster with fear and new sensations, and he simply did not know what to answer. He watched as a group of men walked into this small village and carried the killed animals. Russell thought that he now needed to somehow cook these animals so that the men of the tribe were happy. He remembered that he had not finished the housework and was afraid that the leader would punish him. He wanted to run after his old body, but the fear that Kashimana's husband would be upset if he ran away did not allow him to do so. 

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Without knowing how or why Russell did not run towards his helicopter. He logically understood that this was all wrong and all this was alien, especially this body. He had to urgently run after the girl who stole his body, but instead he went to the hut where this girl lived. He now knew exactly all these places and knew what and where it was. He continued the work that this girl was doing and was already planning how he would go to cook the food that the men of this tribe brought.

All the sensations of this body were alien to him. He definitely felt the emptiness between his legs and the fact that there was nothing under this bandage on his thighs, not even a hint of panties. His chest swayed with every step and it gave him strange emotions. On the one hand, it was all strange and alien, but on the other hand, now it seemed completely normal to him.

Other natives were questioned just like him and they did not even look at the fact that he was naked. He understood that now he had become the leader's younger wife and had to do all the difficult work, and at night, if the leader wanted, he would share a bed with the leader. Russell's throat went dry at the thought.

He was just standing on the ocean shore and suddenly heard a sound. The other natives also stopped their work and looked up at the sky. It was Russell's helicopter. It was a strange feeling. Russell knew and even knew how to fly this helicopter, but now when he looked at the sky and at the helicopter, he was scared of it. It was a strange feeling, as if he was seeing it for the first time in his life, as if he saw a UFO. It was both frightening and surprising at the same time.

He didn’t even think about yelling at the helicopter to be rescued, the thought came to him much later, already when he was preparing dinner and listening to other natives discussing this incident with the helicopter. 

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It was difficult for Russell. Suddenly, from his rich and carefree life of a man who can get everything, he found himself in the weak and small body of a native woman from an island where there are not even any benefits of civilization. He did not like all this at all, but he received from Kashimana all the knowledge and skills to live here and all the necessary qualities to continue living like Kashimana.

The shaman's spell passed it all and Russell was held hostage to this life. He, like Kashimana, wanted to get out of this island, but did not know how. He had not received the knowledge of the body swap spell from Kashimana.

Kashimana had lived here all her life and was a girl, and for Russell it was a completely new experience. Every day and every hour he learned something new. This new knowledge itself appeared in his head, as well as words to say his thought. Now he had all this and as soon as he started doing something, he immediately understood how Kashimana did it and did it as if he had done it a hundred times.

Russell understood that everything that these people do here, and now he, is all wild and in modern society no one lives like that, but he did not even know how to explain it to them. He understood that no one would listen to him, because in this tribe he had to do only what his husband, the leader of the tribe, would say, and he should only talk with him and other wives. He had to do all the dirty work and did it.

Every day he woke up early and every time he opened his eyes he hoped it was all just a dream.