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Subject: {ASSM} Tarzan: What You Most Believe In
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Tarzan: What You Most Believe In
By Argent-AJ
My first story received some positive feedback, so I spent part of the
last week daydreaming at work about what other 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 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
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 manhood 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 pre-cum,
which she scooped as fast as its 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 against her vulva, even while the underside of the tip was
positioned right over her mouth. 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 out of 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 his 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 - For Now.
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