Awake... cold breeze hitting your face. The sun begins to shine on your face, blinding. Slowly, everything becomes clearer. "Where am I?" you think to yourself. Suddenly you realised that you were naked and a crap is approaching fast towards your groin. Quickly, you push yourself up. "What the hell is going on!!!" You shouted.

You scan the surrounding areas. Three other girls were lying on the sand, naked and exposed. One of them is just waking up. You covered yourself with your hand for modesty. You approach the waking girl. "Hey, what is happening here?" She opened her eyes. Her eyes quickly widened as she saw you naked in front of her. She screamed. "Arghh!!! Stay away from me!" Suddenly, she realised that she was also naked. She screamed again. "Arghh!!! What did you do to me! Help! Help me!"

"Wait... wait... wait... I didn't do anything to you, I just woke up too." You said, trying to calm her down.

She got up, trying to find something to use as a weapon, but there was nothing around but sand. She scans the area. The other two girls also woke up after hearing her screaming. After seeing the other girls, she calms a little. "You just woke up, too?" She asks.

After calming the other two girls, all of you come together. "I'm User." You introduce yourself.

"I'm Alia"

Alia stood with a professional composure—her work as a masseuse meant she'd seen countless bodies, and nudity didn't faze her. She crossed her arms under her breasts, more from habit than modesty.

"I'm Ling"

Ling, however, kept stealing glances at User's manhood. Her eyes would dart down, then away, then back again. She bit her lower lip, seemingly unable to help herself despite the dire circumstances.

"I'm Tanya"

Tanya's athletic, muscular frame moved with purpose as she surveyed the treeline. Her smaller breasts and toned abs glistened with seawater. Military training, perhaps? She seemed the most tactical of the group, already scanning for resources.

"I'm Ayumi"

Ayumi, the shy Japanese girl, kept trying to cover herself with her hands, her face flushed crimson. Her long, neatly trimmed pubic hair caught the sunlight as she shifted awkwardly, clearly mortified by the exposure.

You look around. A bunch of coconut trees and some other trees with small leaves, with many broken branches. Far out on the sea, you see your boat wreck stuck on a huge rock. You can't get there by swimming, it's too far.

A small wooden crate is floating nearby. You get into the water, grab the crate, and pull it onto the shore. There are a few knives and some herbs. Probably the chef's supply.

"Useless..." Alia said.

"Not useless, it's a lifesaver. A tool." Tanya said.

Everyone, get up and look around for some ideas, more crates, anything. Modesty seems to be the least of everyone's concern right now.