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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Tarzan: The Movie (animals, sex) by Argent-AJ (argent_aj@my-deja.com) March 2000 *** I spent part of a week daydreaming at work about what ideas might lurk in Disney's Tarzan. Several actually. The movie didn't give the supporting cast a lot of screen time, and at least I think Terk and Tantor deserved more character development. But the result turned out a bit ... strange. I do not believe I just wrote this. :-) I hereby place this work in the public domain. "Ah, Terk, I've never seen him so happy." Tarzan bounded past Tantor and Terk, a bunch of flowers in one hand. He didn't even seem to notice that Terk was sitting, carefully balanced, on one of Tantor's tusks. Tantor didn't understand what Tarzan saw in the three strangers who had been camped near the coast for the last few weeks. Everything about them - the odd items they surrounded themselves with, the strange skins they wore - made him nervous; he didn't like the unknown. But if Tarzan was happy, he was happy. "Eh, I give it a week." Terk, on the other hand, _did_ have a pretty good idea what Tarzan saw in the strangers - in one of them, in particular. Terk didn't knew what they were, but she could tell that the thin one with the long mane, the one Tarzan identified with the strange sound "Jane" - what kind of a name was that? - was female. It wasn't fair! She had always assumed that Tarzan would be her life-mate when they were accepted by the troupe as adults, one day soon. OK, he was one freaky-looking gorilla, but they had been all but inseparable since they were children. And now, this... whatever the heck she was... had so entranced Tarzan that he was defying Kerchak and stealing off early every morning to see her. "Aren't you happy for him, Terk?" Tantor's question snapped Terk out of her reverie. "Yeah, I'm happy for him," she grumbled. "But what does he see in her? What could possibly be more interesting than me... I mean us?" "I think you're jealous..." Tantor hummed. "Me? Jealous?" Terk answered defensively - and too quickly. "Don't be ridiculous. Of what?" "Of that other ape he keeps going to see." "What, the short pudgy one?" Tantor glared at Terk, who was still inches away, perched on his tusk. Unlike Terk - who was loath to ever admit her feelings to anyone - Tantor didn't like to play emotional games. "I think you know who I mean," he grumbled. Terk sighed, and jumped off of Tantor's ivory. She paced back and forth a couple of times in front of him, then suddenly halted and looked back at up with him. "It isn't fair, Tantor! I've known him practically forever. OK, I've been a pest to him sometimes, but I'm his best friend. How can he do this to me?" Tantor hadn't expected this. He had known Terk a long time, but they had never spent much time together without Tarzan also being around. In fact, the only time he could remember was when they had gone looking for Tarzan a few weeks earlier - and as an elephant, he was supposed to have an excellent memory. But elephants weren't the best at thinking things through; he hadn't realized how vulnerable Terk had become. He hadn't meant to upset her. Tantor slowly kneeled down, and lay on his stomach; he was still a lot bigger than his gorilla friend, but now his eyes were almost level with hers. He gently curled his trunk around her shoulders. Terk clasped his trunk with one hand, like a security blanket. "I mean, it's not even like I can be angry of that ... 'Jane.' I looked into her eyes when we were at their camp - she doesn't have a corrupt bone in her body. But I just know she's going to take him away to ... to wherever they come from. I could tell Kerchak, but I don't want Tarzan to be unhappy. I... I just don't know what I want..." By the end, Terk was sniffing and sitting on the forest floor. Tantor kept quiet, and let her use his trunk to dry her tears, even if he didn't think that was very sanitary. When she seemed to have settled down, he quietly replied: "Tarzan's your friend. You know nothing's going to change that." Terk sighed. "I know that. But I always hoped we would be more. Maybe if I hadn't always been so bossy with him... Maybe it would have been different." Tantor smiled. "If you hadn't been so bossy, Tarzan would never have jumped into the middle of a herd of elephants to get you a tail-hair, and we never would have met." Terk smiled a bit. Tantor stroked her back with his trunk. "You can't change who you are, Terk. Tarzan knows you're not like Kerchak. But you can't change who he is, either. He wants to know what the strangers are, and why they look like him. I still think he might be some sub- species of elephant..." "In one way, at least," Terk added, cracking a grin at her private joke. "Hmmm?" Tantor replied, curling his trunk into a question mark. "Never mind, big guy. Thanks for cheering me up." Terk stood up on her hind legs and stretched out her arms, as if waking from a nap. "Not that I needed it," she added. Again a bit too quickly. "Of course, Terk," he replied with a smile. Terk certainly couldn't stop being Terk, but if she was happy, he was happy. Terk watched Tantor's trunk sway as he answered, as if she was seeing it for the first time. Tantor could tell that not only was she back to herself, but that she was also thinking up some sort of scheme, judging by the glint in her eyes. "Um, Terk, you're not thinking of following him, are you?" "What? No, of course not. If he wants that hairless 'Jane,' he can have her. I have a better idea." "What's that?" Tantor doubted Terk completely meant what she said, but he also was curious - nervous, really - about what _else_ she might be scheming. Terk didn't answer, but kept watching Tantor's trunk swing in the breeze. Because he was still resting on his stomach, it wasn't hard for her to reach out and touch it with her hands. "Um, Terk, what are you doing?" Tantor was used to picking up things with his trunk, not having someone else grab onto it. Still, it wasn't a bad feeling. "Shhh. If Tarzan's too busy to remember his friends, we'll just have some fun without him." Terk gently wrapped her hands around Tantor's trunk, and began lightly running them up and down along it. The skin was rather rough, but it wasn't hard to slide her hands over the texture and Tantor didn't seem to object. Although she could tell by his breathing and slight shivering that he didn't know quite what to make of the sensation. After a moment or two, Tantor seemed to accept what she was doing. He closed his eyes and rolled onto one side, which made it easier for Terk to stoke along the full length of his trunk. As she slowly massaged its length, Terk began to appreciate just how _big_ an elephant was. Sure, she had ridden on his back, but then she had only been thinking about his height, not his mass. Still, even if this was not the easiest - or the safest - idea she had ever had, she wasn't going to turn away from a challenge. Having reached the point where Tantor's trunk joined the bulk of his head, Terk began to caress her way back to its tip, at a faster pace. When she reached the end, she sat down on the ground in front of it, still holding it between her palms. Tantor opened one eye to watch her, wondering what she would possibly do next. The feel of her hands had turned out to be wonderful - no elephant could do anything like that! - but he still couldn't envision what this was leading up to. He didn't wonder for long. As he quietly watched, Terk slid her hands around his trunk a few inches down from the tip, and slowly began to move it across her chest. Tantor could still breathe through his mouth, so it wasn't suffocating, but it did tickle, as the fine hairs of her chest fur brushed over his nostrils. Tantor stared in amazement, as she guided the end of his trunk down... and down... until the edge was right above the entrance to her vulva. She wouldn't - would she? Terk paused, smiled at Tantor - she suspected he had been watching - and began to lean back to position herself against his trunk. "Terk, what are you _doing_?" Tantor meant for his words to be loud and intimidating, but they didn't come out that way. More like an anxious whisper. He hadn't even tried to move his trunk away from her gentle grip. "I'm having some fun. Don't worry. I'll make sure that you have some too before we're through." Tantor wasn't so sure about this. He had never been intimate with another elephant before, much less another species. And he was _very_ sure that the juices he could already feel lubricating the end of his trunk were full of bacteria. Still, it didn't hurt, and it certainly was making Terk happy. And between his legs, well out of Terk's sight, he could feel that the thought of - somehow - making love to his little friend, was beginning to excite him. Meanwhile, Terk slowly rubbed the tip of Tantor's trunk around the outer edges of her cunt lips, which by now were swollen and peeking out from beneath her gray fur. He was certainly large - bigger than the secret Tarzan kept under that breechcloth of his, or any other ape she had ever seen. But he was also flexible - and as she manipulated him around her intimate places, Terk could feel a rush of warm air when he exhaled, a sensation that she never could have with a penis! After a few moments of teasing, Terk decided it was time to complete their union. She lay on her back and lifted her hips. With one hand she compressed the tip of Tantor's proboscis and directed it towards her cunt. It was difficult to make it fit - because it was flexible, it was hard to keep in place. But Tantor seemed content to watch her work; he was breathing through his mouth and didn't seem to mind. Terk bit-by-bit worked him inside of her, sometimes twisting his trunk side to side, which sent little shockwaves through her. And then she realized she had filled herself with him. She paused for a moment, to get used to the unusual feelings inside her and catch her breath. Unless a male's penis, which hardly changed size, she could feel Tantor's trunk expanding and contracting against her vagina's walls, as he breathed in and out through his mouth. But it was strange to watch him at the same time - the changes inside her weren't quite in sync with his breathing, probably because his trunk was so long. Tantor twitched his trunk slightly. Terk's strange use of his trunk didn't really hurt, but the pressure and heat inside of her were tickling him, just like her fur. When he squeezed his trunk in and out in response, though, he saw Terk take a sharp intake of air, and felt her buck her hips. "Are you all right, Terk?" "That was amazing, Tantor," she said breathlessly. "Do that again!" Tantor flexed his trunk slightly, and saw Terk buck in response. He slowly began to contract and release his trunk, trying to keep rhythm with Terk's responses, but letting her take the lead. He didn't know enough about gorillas to know how best to please her - but he was also sure that no other elephant did either. With Tantor stretching her in ways she had never before imagined, Terk felt her orgasm building swiftly within her. But to her surprise, she found that her vagina was now lubricated enough that she could easily slide Tantor's snake-like digit in and out of her, if she used one hand to guide it. After a few test strokes, in one quick motion she rotated herself around it. Now that she was on her knees, Tantor's trunk rubbed against her butt with each stroke. And it was easy for her to rub her clitoris with the hand guiding Tantor in and out of her cunt. After only a few more thrusts, Terk could feel the final fire beginning to burn in her belly, and let it quickly envelop her. As she clasped the outer lips of her vulva with her fingers, she felt the inner walls of her vagina begin to contract, and with a husky cry of "Tantor, YES!" her knees buckled. Terk collapsed to the ground panting heavily, still intimately attached to her elephant friend. Tantor waited a moment, and then withdrew his trunk, with a "pop." He exhaled through it a couple of times to make sure that it wasn't clogged by ... he didn't want to think about it too hard. But when he inhaled, his sinuses were filled with a musky smell that he had never encountered before. He liked it. Its influence quickly spread to his groin where his penis, already partially erect, began to reach its full four-foot length. Noticing that Terk's breathing had almost returned to normal, he curled his trunk around her, and lifted Terk and turned her around so that they were looking into each others eyes. "Whoa there, give a girl some warning!" "Sorry. I wanted to make sure you were all right." "I'm very much all right, thanks to you." She leaned forward, and gave him a small kiss on the forehead. From her vantage point, Terk could now see between Tantor's legs, and noticed his erection, almost as long as she was tall. "And I guess you'd like me to make things all right for you!" "Um, I don't want to hurt you. It's all fun and games until someone gets crushed." Tantor put Terk back down on the ground, and shook a few last drops of Terk's juices off the tip of his trunk. "Or suffocated." "Not to worry. I know how to take care of myself. Roll over on your back." "My back?" That was an unusual position for an elephant - and certainly not the proper one for mating. "Trust me," Terk answered, with her usual all-knowing smile. Tantor still looked apprehensive. Terk scratched behind his ear a couple of times, and whispered earnestly "You trust me, right?" Tantor turned his head to look at her. Her eyes were like deep pools. This wasn't something she wanted to do as a lark, or to get back at Tarzan. Terk loved him, in a way, like she loved Tarzan - she would just never admit it. Tantor slowly nodded, and rolled all the way over. Terk clambered up Tantor's side, onto his stomach. It was like sitting on top of a large rock or mound - except that it was alive; she rose and fell along with each nervous breath that Tantor took. Terk also saw that she was not alone; just like his trunk, Tantor's malehood was even more impressive when seen up close. It was a cylinder as thick as her forearm, already slick and shiny, with a sheath covering the bottom third or so. He didn't have any visible testicles; Terk figured that they must be on the inside for elephants. She wondered how big they were, and how much cum they held. Terk settled down in front of the tip of Tantor's cock, and held it between her hands, just like she had for his trunk. But she now had to stretch the tips of her fingers to get them all the way around his width. "What are you going to do, Terk?" "Shhh. Don't be nervous. This monster of yours is too big to put inside me, but there's another way." Terk began to stroke her hands as far as she could reach up and down the length of Tantor's penis. Already wet, the head began to leak, which she scooped as fast as it oozed out and spread along his shaft with each caress. Before long, Tantor's full length was glinting in the sunlight. Terk paused and admired her handiwork. Then she slid her body under the massive penis, so that it was lying across her chest, just as she was lying on Tantor's. It was a perfect fit; she could feel the folds of his sheath rubbing up between her legs, even while the underside of the tip was positioned right over her face. She wrapped both her front and rear legs around the shaft, and began to use her whole body to pleasure her friend, stroking him with her whole body. Quickly, Tantor began to thrust in response to her ministrations. Terk could feel his whole body jerk with little spasms, which also stimulated her own juices, as the root of his penis pushed against her lower lips. With each thrust, she stuck out her tongue and licked the underside of the tip of his cock. A steady stream of fluid began to run out of him, matting down the crest of hair on her head. "See there, big fella - I told ya' you would enjoy this." Tantor responded with an incoherent grunt. His body told him that this was all wrong; he should be mounting her from behind, standing on his rear legs. But he knew that would be impossible. Still, it took all of his self- control to stop himself from rolling over onto her. Her fur was so soft, and her grip so tight; he was shaking, not out of nervousness this time, but in ecstasy. Guessing that Tantor was close to his climax, Terk decided to try one slightly mischievous experiment. Letting go of his penis with one of her hands, she felt around the tip of his cock until she found his piss- hole. As she continued to use her body to masturbate him, she worked a finger inside of him. At this, Tantor began to pant heavily, and buck his hips, as if she had found the trigger to the torrent building inside of him. Terk wondered if the sensation of the wet, soft tissue pressing against her finger was anything like that of what Tantor felt when he had his trunk in her pussy. But she didn't have much time to wonder. Underneath her body, she felt hidden tubes and sacs begin to pulse. She heard Tantor say "Um, Terk, I'm going to..." before he again became incoherent, and loudly trumpeted the moment of his release. His sperm finished their long journey, and jetted out of his penis. Quickly withdrawing her finger from the dike, Terk felt splash after splash land on her face, and run down onto her chest and her stomach. The pulses also massaged her own vulva, and as she ground her body into him to squeeze out every drop, Terk reached a small orgasm of her own. After a few spurts, the volume and force of Tantor's ejaculation declined, until only a small dribble remained. Terk remained still and quiet for a moment, letting Tantor enjoy the privacy of his orgasm, as he had done for her. But before she could say anything, or begin climb off of his stomach, he slowly began to role onto his side, sending her rolling off of him with a shout. "AhhhhGLUB!!!" Terk yelled, as she not only rolled off of Tantor onto the ground, but ended up with a faceful of the last his cum and her juices that had pooled on his stomach. "Hey, that's a swell way to show your appreciation to a girl!" Tantor seemed to shrink in Terk's eyes, even if he now towered over her. "Sorry. I know I'm an elephant, but I don't always remember how big I am these days." "You can say that again," Terk replied, slapping him on one of his legs. "Tell ya what, ya' can make it up to me by using that amazing trunk of yours to give me a shower at the lake." "So how do you feel now?" Tantor asked, as he trotted beside her towards the falls. "Eh, maybe I could get used to having another hairless wonder around, if Tarzan could convince her to stay. I wonder what sort of games I could play with her?" Tantor halted. "Terk!" He wasn't sure what games she meant, but either way... "All right, all right. I'll do whatever it takes to keep Tarzan happy, because he's my friend. Are you happy?" "I am, because you are." Terk looked up at her friend, smiled, and silently gave one of his legs a hug. The End ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 16