This is my first story that I've been working on for a while and hopefully I'll have the second part out soon if all goes well. Comments and reviews are welcome.
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The sun shone on the pristine white sandy beach as the gentle waves carried a lifeboat gently to the shore. The sole occupant was awoken when the keel of the boat touched land. Tom had lost track how long he was adrift at sea, nor did he have the faintest idea where he had ended up. All he knew was that by some miracle he was alive. He could only recall the storm that struck the ship he was travelling in and how amidst the chaos as the ship started to flood and sink, he had made it onto a lifeboat before it detached and sent him tumbling in it to the thrashing sea. Tom had watched frantically as the ocean seemed to swallow the ship and try as he might he could see no survivors in the water. As the lifeboat was rocked about in the stormy sea, a rogue wave had struck the boat and threw Tom off balance, and a strike to the head on the lifeboat floor knocked him unconscious.
He pressed gingerly then on the bump on the head, recalling what had happened as he looked blearily around him. He was in a cove of an island, with clear blue waters, a soft sandy beach that led to a lush green jungle ahead of him. All was quiet save for the gentle waves rolling back and forth and the gentle breeze rustling the palm trees. For one moment Tom could appreciate this tropical paradise before he started to think about his immediate concerns. He quickly took stock of what the lifeboat had to offer, and he managed to find the survival kit and rations in the storage space, and he wolfed down a number of the survival biscuits and drank from three cans of water before he was fully sated. After catching his breath from his first meal in god knows how long, he decided to set to work. He slowly clambered off the side of the boat and landed on to the cool waters. Tying a rope to the front of the boat, Tom took the other end of the rope and tried to pull the lifeboat further onto the beach. It took him some time before he was satisfied that there was no danger of the lifeboat drifting away, and tied his end of the rope to the nearest palm tree. Making sure that his stores were secure, he took a swiss army knife he found in the lifeboat and decided to set off into the jungle to explore the seemingly uninhabited island further.
The jungle wasn't that thick and he looked back every once in awhile to orient himself. As he walked further and further he started to realise how big this place was. The overhead canopy shielded him from the sun, but Tom started to get thirsty and almost decided to turn back when he heard the soft sound of running water ahead. Tom pressed forwards and as he got closer and closer to the source of the sound which became more clear he found himself emerging from the jungle to a small brook that was fed by a small waterfall ahead towards the right. He got on his knees and sipped the water tentatively before starting to gulp mouthfuls of the clean, clear freshwater, better than the canned water from the lifeboat. Tom splashed some of the water on his face and neck, cooling himself from the heat and sweat.
It was then that he heard something. At first all he could hear was the waterfall that fed the brook, though a formation of large rocks blocked his view of the bottom of the waterfall. But Tom could hear the unmistakable sound of splashing not made by the waterfall before he heard the sound of human voices, specifically of women. He walked gingerly towards the sound and as he stood behind the rocks he could hear them without a doubt. Tom clambered on to the rocks and peered over it to see what was on the other side. And what he saw was the most beautiful sight in his life.
There were three women, bathing and playing under the waterfall. But all three of them were some of the most beautiful women Tom had ever seen, even more beautiful than the women he had seen in the magazines, than any celebrity or supermodel. All three had amazing bodies, with fair skin, thin waists that led to wide sexy hips and flat, well toned stomachs, but the best part had to be their breasts. Each of them had large full breasts, well-rounded and perky, with pink nipples fully erect for all to see. The farthest one, a redhead, was standing under the waterfall letting the water run down across her body, while the two others, a brunette and a blonde, where a little closer and splashing each other with water, giggling and squealing joyously in their melodious voices. All three had long hair that hung all the way to their waists.
Just as Tom decided that these women seemed friendly enough and was about to ask them for help, the blonde one suddenly dove forward into the water. Rather than a pair of beautiful sexy legs as Tom expected, where her hips were supposed to meet with her legs instead was an unmistakable blue fish tail. Tom watched awestruck as the brunette swam sideways to avoid the blonde mermaid and revealed her orange fish tail. He could then see the green fish tail of the redhead emerge from the water as she turned to look at the other two.
Mermaids! They were mermaids! Tom watched in shock, as he couldn't believe his eyes. Here they were, straight from the fantasy stories that he had read as a child, unmistakably real. Their tails from hip to the tip of the main fin was longer than their upper body, and the scales glistened under the sun. Pectoral fins flanked the sides of where their thighs would have been, and further down where a pair of smaller fins led to their main caudal fin. It was then that a rock he was stepping on came loose and tumbled into the water with a clear splash. All three mermaids quickly turned and looked in his direction, and as Tom fell into the water the back of his head struck the a rock at the bottom of the brook. As he emerged face up to the surface, vision and consciousness slowly fading, the last thing he saw was of one the mermaids looking down on him, though he could not see her face as the sun shone directly above and behind her head. Then all was black.
When Tom came to he could tell he was in a small cave, and as he raised his head he could see the light shining from the entrance ahead a couple of meters away as well as the sound of a waterfall. Tom guessed he must be behind the waterfall. Another source of light was from above; a round hole in the ceiling that opened up to the sky shone some light down on him. As he propped himself up on the smooth stone floor, he suddenly remembered the three mermaids. Or had he? Had he imagined it all?
As his vision adjusted and he began to wonder how he ended up inside the cave he then saw something emerge from the water a few in front of him. As Tom pushed himself back only a few feet before finding his back against the cave wall, he could see that it was that heads of the three mermaids that he had seen earlier. The middle one, the redhead, started to speak, but Tom could not understand what she was saying. When he didn't reply, the mermaid seemed to be confused and spoke softly to those beside her. Tom decided to try and say something.
"Um, hello? I-I'm sorry to have startled you. I didn't mean to disturb you or anything. I'm a survivor from a shipwreck and I was just trying to find help."
It was then that the mermaids looked back at him then and to Tom's surprise the redhead replied slowly in English, with a hint of an accent Tom couldn't identify.
"You are alone, yes?"
Tom quickly stammered, "Y-y-yes! Yes, it's just me!"
"You have no reason to fear, Man. We do not perceive you as a threat, nor do we mean you any harm."
"Then can you help me? I'm just so lost right now and-"