Island Biology (First time story. Lurker since, damn, '07.)

Prologue

Reefs

Anna gripped the bolted-down table in a white-knuckled grip to steady herself as the rough sea tossed the ship again.

“Honestly, can’t the captain steer the ship more smoothly?”Said Lady Mary in a suffering tone.

Anna stifled a giggle. Lady Mary was a brilliant scientist and an amazing scholar, but when she was uninterested in something, she was very uninterested. The woman’s probably never asked anything about sailing or related to sailing in her entire life, Anna thought still trying not to giggle.

The woman might be a bit of a snob, but she was pleasant enough. She was actually quite nice, Anna realized to her slight surprise she respected the woman. Lady Mary was determined to make a mark in the scientific world if it killed her and, to that end, had been taking some of the most dangerous missions the National Academy had been offering for a few years now.

Anna sighed, trying not to feel envious of the woman. Lady Mary was gorgeous, and proper, and smart. She could somehow even look beautiful and dignified in the middle of a violent thunderstorm in the middle of the Airingzatsz Sea. Lady Mary was in her late twenties, about medium height, with big red lips, and soft features. She had long, blonde hair which she wore up in a bun behind her head, held up with a pair of long hairpins. The woman also had the largest breasts that Anna had ever seen.

Anna glanced down at her own modest chest. She was still going through puberty. Hopefully she’d still grow some more. Lady Mary’s were bigger than her head, while hers were only the size of a handful. Granted, she was slender and petite while Lady Mary had a more mature, voluptuous figure, but she still wished she looked more feminine sometimes. They would never dare do it if Lady Mary were present, but some of the sailors found it amusing to tease Anna about her short height and modest chest. She was still growing, darn it!

Anna rose from her place at the table across from Lady Mary and made her way across the cabin to one of her two travel trunks to fish out a nightgown. Her sea legs had gotten much better in the few weeks since they’d put out to sea. When she started she’d barely been able to keep her balance with the gentle rocking of the ship; now she could walk across the cabin in a thunderstorm, though she still needed to find a handhold to steady herself occasionally. Nascent seafaring skills aside, she’d still prefer to keep her time aboard ships to a minimum. She was feeling increasingly seasick.

She managed to make it to her trunk without incident, unfastened the clasps, and began to rummage through her belongings looking for a nightgown.The ship rocked again and her hand pushed down to the bottom of the trunk where something crinkled in her hand: Her mother’s letter.

Anna felt a twinge of self-pity when she thought of what her mother had written. It was the usual fare: Don’t disgrace our family name,serve Lady Mary to the best of your ability and, most important of all, don’t let your secret be discovered.

Anna glanced over her shoulder. Lady Mary sat with her back to her, reading from a small treatise, probably on birds or some other boring subject,Anna thought, turning back to her trunk. Anna never had much of an interest in science but, since her family couldn’t marry her off like her sisters, her family had used their wealth to secure Anna a spot on the National Academy’s expedition team as an assistant and sent her away. She hadn’t been home in nearly two years. The only time her parents wrote to her was to give her terse instructions and perfunctory updates on her sisters. Her sisters didn’t write at all.

Anna sighed.

Lady Mary turned a page, absorbed in her reading under the swaying lantern above the table as Anna speedily undid the laces on her gown and pulled it over her head.

“Anna,” Lady Mary said distractedly.

“Yes, Lady Mary?”

“Could you be a dear and bring me my notebook? It’s on the mattress there,” she said still engrossed in her book, gesturing distractedly in the general direction of her bed.

“Of course, Lady Mary,” Anna said, trying to pull her nightgown on to conceal the large, flaccid cock and swollen testicles that swung heavily with the motion of the ship: The source of her family’s shame and the cause of her banishment. It was nearly nine inches long when it was hard with testicles the size of chicken eggs. Keeping from getting erect

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