After the crash and a tense evening processing the fact that you were stranded on this deserted island, you and the other survivors got to work gathering firewood and other materials you could use to get by until help could arrive. Your wife stayed behind on the beach to try and work on some shelter. There were an awful lot of lemurs out in the jungle, swinging around and playing, staring at you...maybe eventually you'd have to look into hunting them, but you weren't desperate just yet.
Coming back with an armful of sticks, what you saw caused you to drop them in shock. "Got some new developments, hon," said your wife, looking at you seductively...only it wasn't your wife, not completely. Fur was starting to cover her body, her face was distinctly lemur-ish in nature, she had a ringed tail...and four breasts. She didn't seem to be taking her changes seriously, as she stood there showing off her assets...but you soon started feeling a bit fuzzy yourself, and found yourself slipping into a similar lack of concern. You leapt over to her and embraced her, nuzzling your muzzles together as you felt four mounds compressing against your chest...