On a tiny deserted tropical island, two shipwrecked women sit on the beach looking sad and forlorn. From their appearance, they have been stranded on this island for many years: they are filthy and suntanned, looking haggard, barely wearing the tattered remains of clothing. They sit on the sand, watching the tide roll in, and together let out a huge sigh. They discuss their predicament: the two have spent the last 8 years shipwrecked and marooned on this desolate island. Although they have been able to survive by catching fish and eating coconuts, they have not seen any signs of civilizatio...

On a tiny deserted tropical island, two shipwrecked women sit on the beach looking sad and forlorn. From their appearance, they have been stranded on this island for many years: they are filthy and suntanned, looking haggard, barely wearing the tattered remains of clothing. They sit on the sand, watching the tide roll in, and together let out a huge sigh. They discuss their predicament: the two have spent the last 8 years shipwrecked and marooned on this desolate island. Although they have been able to survive by catching fish and eating coconuts, they have not seen any signs of civilization in years and their hope for a rescue has completely evaporated. They must be thousands of miles for any inhabited islands!

Their biggest issue has been the grinding loneliness and the lack of any male companionship. Both women are good enough company and done their best to keep each other sane, but frankly there are some things they cannot do for each other. To put it bluntly: they are both incredibly horny. The shocking state of their wardrobe has not helped matters: the remnants of their clothing leave them nearly half naked, exposing their bodies and allowing easy access to their more sensitive parts. Laying in the heat barely covered by their rags have left both craving some form of sexual satisfaction. But there is nothing they can do about it.

As they sit frustrated on the beach, one of them notices a box has washed ashore! Excited and curious, they run to the shoreline and drag the box back to examine it. Printed in large letters on the box is FRAGILE- SEX TOYS INSIDE and both castaways are flabbergasted: could this be the answer to their prayers? They rip open the box to discover it is filled with vibrators of all shape and sizes! They pull some out to examine and are thrilled to discover the batteries still work! They excitedly talk about what they will do with them and which ones they want to use first. The extremely tattered state of their shredded clothes even gives the women direct access to their erogenous zones, so no need to undress. They give each other a naughty smile as they prepare to use their new treasures. The screen fades to black over the happy buzzing sound of the vibrators along with the women’s happy moans.

..as the humming fades quickly away as the batteries run dry.

Another day on the desert island, and the women yet again sit forlorn on the beach. Somehow, their already tattered clothes have become even more ragged and shredded, both from wear and tear and the months they spent pleasuring themselves. The half nude castaways try the vibrators again, but the batteries are clearly long gone. Damn- that was fun while it lasted. Back to endless days of sexual frustration and loneliness.

Then, one of the women spots ANOTHER box washed ashore! They bring it back to their spot and read the label BATTERIES AND SOLAR GENERATOR. The two are overjoyed and high five each other. The scene fades out again over the cheerful buzzing of vibrators.

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