Ginger made her way back to the hut area and went directly to the Professor's. He was just getting ready to go and see Gilligan, with some sort of liquid concoction he wanted him to drink, when he became aware of Ginger's presence.
"Ginger? What is it?" he asked, setting down a beaker.
The sound of head hunters drums diverted the Professor's attention briefly, from Ginger's odd expression. He moved past her to stare out of a window. That sounded like the drums of the Kiawala Head Hunter Tribe! And they were probably here looking for the one that Mr. and Mrs. Howell had seen before!
The Professor turned back to face Ginger, and found her naked!
"Ginger?" he asked carefully. "What is the meaning of this?"
"The meaning of 'this', Professor, is that we will probably never find that boat. And if we are going to stay here, then we should stop fighting what we feel for one another." Ginger said in a sultry voice. She moved slowly towards him and reached for the zipper on his pants.
"Ginger, I don't think it's a good idea..."
"Mary Ann is sleeping with Gilligan as well. I just saw them out in the jungle."
The Professor frowned.
"No he isn't. He's in bed in his hut, sick. I don't know what this is, Ginger, but you should get dressed. Those drums are from a vicious head hunting tribe. And as soon as I get this medicine to Gilligan, we will all have to go and find a place to hide."
And with one last puzzled glance at Ginger, the Professor left Ginger frustrated in her nudity. What had the Professor been talking about? Of course Gilligan wasn't in his hut!
Meanwhile, the Professor was just as puzzled by Ginger's strange words. Why would she think Mary Ann and Gilligan were together?
When he arrived at the Skipper and Gilligan's hut, sure enough, he found them both. But just as he opened the door, he heard a noise behind him...
An infected head hunter came stumbling towards him, looking like living hell! The Professor hurried into the hut and the Skipper peered out of a window. The creature was about to burst through their bamboo door, when he seemed to be aware of the drums. He began shuffling off in another direction.
"Where did HE come from?" Skipper asked, appalled. Gilligan now got up and stared out as well.
"What is that?" Gilligan asked.
"It's what I have been trying to tell you, little buddy! There are zombies on this island! That head hunter was probably bit by Miss Smith or that sailor she came with!"
"But that still doesn't explain where the boat went." Professor said quietly, before his eyes widened!
"What?" Skipper asked him.
"Which way did that zombie go? Ginger is alone in my hut!"
"I'll go get her!" Skipper shouted...before the Professor could warn him that she had been naked...
Gilligan stared after Skipper for a bit, then looked at Professor.
"How could you all have not missed me? I have been on an alien ship..."
"Yes, yes, Gilligan," Professor said impatiently, returning his attention to him, "just drink this."
But Gilligan, hit with rare common sense, took the beaker from him and set it down.
"No. I was not 'bit' by anything. The last thing I remember, was we were in those suits looking for Miss Smith. Then I was knocked out. Then I was kept captive in a cave by head hunters. I escaped and ended up captured by aliens. It was not a dream and it did happen. So I'm not drinking that."
The Professor stared at Gilligan. He did seem so sure of all of this. And WHY was Ginger so sure that Gilligan and Mary Ann were messing around?
"Alright, Gilligan. Maybe we should piece this together." the Professor said.
The Skipper did not see the head hunter anywhere around.
But when he arrived at the Professor's hut, a naked Ginger was just stepping into the dress she had let drop to the ground. Livid, Skipper hurried in and grabbed her arm!
"What is this?!" he snapped. "What was going on in here?"
"Unhand me, Skipper." Ginger said coolly. "The Professor and I were just having some fun."
The Skipper regarded her for a moment, before speaking.
"I don't believe that. I don't think he'd go catting around with you after Mary Ann."
"He did when I told him that Mary Ann is sleeping with Gilligan!"
The Skipper gripped her arm even tighter!
"What is the matter with you?! Why would you tell such a lie? Gilligan is in his hut, dying from that bite! He even sounds like his old self now! He doesn't have time to be 'sleeping' with anyone, much less Mary Ann!"
"I just saw them in the jungle, not ten minutes ago! And when I told the Professor he went ape! He just had to have me..."
The Skipper pulled her mouth to his, stopping her hateful words! Ginger tried to resist his lips, but something in her couldn't! She reached for his trousers, not breaking the kiss and soon, his manhood was pressed against her, hard and gleaming. Skipper pulled his lips from hers and stared into Ginger's eyes. There was a connection between them, whether Ginger wanted to believe it or not!
Skipper turned Ginger away from him quickly and bent her over the Professor's work station.
Their lovemaking began. Again.
Ginger closed her eyes as the Skipper's body slammed into her, pumping in time to the head hunters drums. Ginger clutched the bamboo counter tightly, biting her lip to muzzle her passion, for she didn't want the Skipper to think this could keep happening.
The drums seemed to beat faster as the Skipper sped up his thrusts. He was now leaning over Ginger's back, his hands resting on top of hers on the counter while her breasts bucked saucily in place.
They both cried out in unison, as the drums stopped and uncontrollable spasms, washed over them.
Meanwhile, Alien Gilligan and Mary Ann were making their way back to the hut area, hand in hand, when they ran into the Kiawala Tribe.
"Move out of the way." Alien Gilligan said tonelessly. Mary Ann moved closer to Gilligan. He sounded so assertive just now! But they could be killed!
The leader of the tribe stepped forward.
"You tell us what you did with our two men." he said in a menacing voice. Alien Gilligan refrained from sighing. Yes, that was right. He had approached the two head hunters he had used to guard that other Gilligan, from this group.
"They are dead. Now let us pass." Alien Gilligan told him.
One of the men took out a big machete! The leader spoke.
"Since you took two of my men, how about I take your woman." he suggested, leering at Mary Ann! It was at that moment, that Mary Ann realized that these head hunters were acting as if they knew Gilligan personally! What was going on?
Alien Gilligan had had enough of this nonsense. He waved his hand and all of the head hunters turned into black soot! He then turned to Mary Ann.
"I am sorry you had to see that..."
But Mary Ann was now on the ground, where she had slumped to after her faint! Alien Gilligan picked her up and carried her off-but not towards the hut area.
He was taking her to the ship. He carried her past a thicket of brush, never seeing the head hunter zombie behind it. The zombie stared at the black soot, comprehending on some level, that his meal was gone, and then began dragging himself back to the hut area. He knew there was food there!
The Skipper and Ginger re-dressed and appeared outside of the Professor's hut, when Gilligan and Professor showed up. Ginger frowned. Where was Mary Ann?
"Where are the Howell's?" The Professor asked crisply.
"In their hut, I think, why?" Skipper asked.
"Because Gilligan and I have been discussing the events of the past few days. And I am fairly convinced now that the Gilligan with the super strength, was an alien of some sort."
Ginger burst out laughing and Skipper grinned!
"Come on, Professor! You aren't going to listen to any of Gilligan's nonsense..." Skipper began. But Gilligan stepped up.
"I was never bitten by anything. I was knocked out when we were looking for Miss Smith and dragged off to a cave. You don't have to believe me about the aliens, Skipper, Ginger, but I have never had any 'super strength'. And Mary Ann and I have never slept together. So I don't know who she's been with, but if he's anything like the aliens I was with, she's in real trouble." Gilligan told them.
Skipper stopped grinning and looked from Gilligan to the Professor.
"You're serious?"
"Skipper," Professor said, "I have been puzzled by the brute strength that Gilligan displayed after we saw him get bitten. And yet he never turned into a zombie. I don't think THAT Gilligan would've been affected by a zombie bite. It's the only thing that makes sense.
Ginger's mouth dropped open!
"Do you think the alien took the boat?"
"I don't really care at this point, Ginger. I just want to know what he wants with Mary Ann. You said you saw him raping her?"
"Uh no! I said I saw the two of them together. Mary Ann was not resisting at all." Ginger revealed.
"Well your eyes must have deceived you," the Professor countered, "because there is no way Mary Ann is interested in Gilligan in that way."
"Hey!" Gilligan protested. The Professor looked at him apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Gilligan, but what I am trying to say is that Mary Ann would not suddenly engage in sexual relations with a man she had previously had no interest in. If something has occurred, it would have to be by force. Now I am going to get the Howell's. We will form a search party and find Mary Ann."
Skipper and Gilligan walked off together while Ginger sighed. The Professor was a fool. And he would have to find out how wrong he was about this whole thing, himself.
Ragnaroc Raxon, a Raxonian and an alien, stared his son, Trigor, or otherwise known as the alien that looked like Gilligan, down.
"Why is that Earth woman aboard this ship? We conducted research on that one called 'Gilligan'. We don't need her."
Trigor said nothing. Ragnaroc continued.
"I watched you. You learned nothing and allowed yourself to be ruled by lust. Deposit the woman back on the island and we will leave."
Trigor faced his father.
"Fine. But we will deposit her at her true home. In Kansas. The others can stay."
"Alright," Ragnaroc agreed, "and now that I think about it, it might be interesting to observe what they make of the woman's absence. They already suspect an alien presence on the island. But do not get any ideas about pursuing the woman once she is returned to this place called 'Kansas'. You have duties on Raxon. And a wife."
Trigor broke off eye contact, then nodded resignedly.
So when Mary Ann Summers awoke in her old bed, on her family farm, and was told by her family that there were reporters outside wanting to know how she survived AND where the other passengers of the S.S. Minnow were, Mary Ann sat straight up, looked at her parents, then fainted again.
