On a serene tropical island seemingly untouched
by humans, random bits of debris from a recent
shipwreck washed up along the shoreline, including
two very familiar faces.
Marge and Lisa were on a luxury liner that had the
severe misfortune of sailing towards a raging storm.
The massive waves capsized the boat tossing the mother
and daughter overboard with the current tearing the
clothes off of their bodies.
Marge was the first to regain consciousness. After
she surveyed her new surroundings, she then turned
to Lisa.
"Lisa. Lisa. Are you alright?" Marge said as she shook
Lisa awake. Luckily, it succeeded as Marge saw Lisa
groaning as she awoke.
"Mom?" Lisa said weakly. "What happened? Where are we?"
Then, she got a good look at Marge and then herself which
shocked her into asking "And why are we naked?!"
"Well, to be honest, I haven't the faintest idea where
we are." Marge answered.
"And as for this," She added while gesturing upon her
and Lisa's unclothed bodies. "Um, well... I guess that
storm was a bit of a pervert."
"Mom, this is bad." Lisa said while covering her privates
and prepubescent chest. "We're marooned on some strange
island, nobody knows where we are, and to top it all off,
we're naked!"
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