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Authors name: Jenny Wanshel (chilly2@biosys.net)
Story title : Coco The Gorilla
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Coco The Gorilla
by Jenny Wanshel (chilly2@biosys.net)
Coco had been studying the humans for a long time, so
she could tell from the strong smell that the human
female was in heat.
"Good afternoon, Coco. Had a nice lunch?"
The food was lousy but they brought you all you could
eat.
"Coco eat full," Coco signed at her in the American
Sign Language.
"That's nice," the blonde woman signed back.
Of course human females were always in season. They
were the biggest sluts in the animal kingdom, everyone
knew that, and would allow males to mount them at any
time, on any day of the year. But Coco had observed
that there were a few days, between one full moon and
the next, when the ripe little smell emanating from the
ovulating human female would become almost unbearably
strong. Coco sometimes had to hold her nose-whew!
Today was one of those days. Coco wondered which one of
the males she would pair off with. Humans were
extraordinarily shy and you never got to see them at
it, but sometimes you could observe the early stages of
their elaborate courtship ritual if you were lucky.
Coco made a little prediction to herself, based on past
observation. The first time the human female was alone
with another male, with no other potentially jealous
human male or female near enough to see, she would
casually let her paw brush against the paw of the human
male.
Then she would display her teeth. If the human male
displayed his teeth that was the signal for the
courtship ritual to go to the next stage. If he didn't
immediately make the tooth display she might stand
behind him in such a way that her dugs were pressing
into his back, while looking over his shoulder, or
pretending to look, at what he was doing.
If that didn't get the male going he was a lost cause-
he wasn't in the mood. The human female wasn't very
bright about these things and she might persist anyway,
even if the human male was "banded". "Banded" males had
a small metal band on the second digit of their left
paw, which meant that they were already mated to a
female who had a matching band on her paw.
Human females were not above stealing each other's
mates, though. As long as no one was looking. At least,
no one except a highly educated laboratory gorilla who
couldn't talk.
Actually Coco could talk fairly well. She knew over 200
sign language signs and could smoke a pipe. She also
understood over 25 words of spoken human language,
although she couldn't speak it herself. The human
female's spoken name, for example, was "Kar-La".
Coco (short for Coco Chanel) was no relation to "Koko"
(with a K), who was at a rival lab. The humans at
Coco's lab got excited and used words like "charlatans"
and "grant hustlers" whenever that lab was mentioned.
They assured visitors that Coco was much smarter than
her rival with a K.
Sometimes visitors would offer Coco a treat. Coco liked
that. Sometimes they offered Kar-La a treat too-"Join
me for dinner at the Ramada Inn?" for example. Kar-La
liked that. She had bagged two Nobel Prize winners that
way, and a pop star who was negotiating to use a photo
of Coco in the insert booklet accompanying his new CD
and donate part of the proceeds to the foundation that
funded the lab. Kar-La showed up at the lab extremely
disheveled the next morning after the pop star's visit,
wearing the same clothes she had worn the day before.
She seemed rather pleased with herself though.
One time when Kar-La had her "in heat" smell
particularly strong, Coco, in a mischievous mood, had
signed "Kar-La dirty smell" to one of the male humans,
to see how he would react. The male humans weren't very
bright about these things, though. They obviously had a
very weak sense of smell. If they had a nose like a
gorilla, males would come from a mile around sniffing
at Kar-La when she was in heat. It looked to Coco as
though the male humans could hardly make out the smell
at all even when they were standing a foot away.
Well, it was hard to sort out the human scent of
course, what with each one having all those soaps and
deodorants and the smell of rotting meat digesting
inside them and the faint whiff of chlorine, masking
their own natural aroma. So a certain degree of
confusion was understandable.
Still, Coco couldn't help but wonder how humans mated
in the wild. With those pathetically weak noses they
shouldn't even be able to find each other. Well,
perhaps that was why they evolved the trait of nesting
in huge colonies where they didn't have to go looking
for each other.
There! Coco almost missed it, but she barely caught it
out of the corner of her eye. The human female had
rubbed her forearm against the arm of the male who was
working in the lab. She was starting the courtship
ritual!
Coco watched carefully, but the male did not respond at
first. While waiting for him to react Coco sharpened
her observation of Kar-La. Kar-La was exhibiting
typical pre-mating signals. Her chest and buttocks were
slightly swollen, which had caused her to wear tighter
clothing than usual. The slight swelling in her milk
glands had caused her to leave one more button open on
her blouse than she usually did, and she was wearing a
shorter skirt than usual, perhaps, Coco speculated, to
cool off her overheated thighs. Coco could certainly
understand that-she knew how hot and tingly her own
thighs felt when she was in heat.
She wondered that humans could bear to wear clothing at
all, especially in the hot laboratory in summer-but
then, they were practically hairless, the poor things.
Kar-La had beautiful long flowing yellow hair growing
on the top of her head and cascading down her
shoulders, and nowhere else. This male she was flirting
with now had two small patches of hair on his face, in
addition to the hair on his crown. At least he didn't
have a big bald patch on the crown of his head like the
old buck Kar-La had simpered up to the last time. Coco
had only very vague certainties about the hierarchy and
pecking order among the human males of the tribe, but
she thought that that one had been of a higher rank
than this one-an alpha male. Strangely the higher
ranking males in the laboratory seemed to have less
access to the young females like Kar-La than the
younger, weaker, lower ranking males. It was a puzzle,
surely.
There! Another mating signal from Kar-La. She had
leaned over in front of the male, ostensibly to get a
pencil from a cup on the table, but in actual fact to
make a display of her swollen milk glands right in
front of his face as she leaned over in front of him.
By human standards, it was adroitly done. As she bent
over, one inch of cleavage appeared in the V-neck of
her blouse; and as she stood up again, it vanished back
into her clothes.
"Excuse me," she said.
The human male made eye contact with her (very
important!) and then made the open-mouthed tooth
display. It was very important to distinguish between
the common friendly tooth display of Homo sapiens and
the typical aggressive, threatening tooth displays of
other primates. Displaying your incisors to another
animal had only one meaning among other species.
With humans, it was different, although Coco wasn't
sure why. Although sometimes they did display their
teeth when they were in a rage and making loud noises
at another human. Coco remembered one human male,
called "Dok-Tor", whose face had gone purple with rage
while his neck muscles bunched up and corded, while he
screamed "You're fired!" at a younger human male. Dok-
Tor's incisors had been openly displayed, dripping with
saliva, and Coco had thought for a moment that he was
going to leap on the other male and rip his throat out.
That sort of thing didn't seem to happen much among
humans, though. The younger male simply cringed and
retreated from the room. He wasn't seen again, at least
not by Coco. Perhaps he had been compelled to leave and
join another tribe. Or perhaps Dok-Tor had killed and
eaten him, where Coco couldn't see. Humans were shy
about some things.
Dok-Tor was an alpha male. That didn't give him any
breeding privileges where Kar-La was concerned.
Otherwise he'd be in here scaring off the younger male
with the facial tufts and securing the clearly ready to
mate female for himself.
Kar-La rubbed her buttocks idly with her paw as she
leaned close to the male. Another sign that she was hot
and bothered down there under her clothes, although the
human male didn't see it.
The human male was starting to react, finally. He
touched Kar-La's paw with his own paw, making the wide-
open mouth tooth display at her. They were talking to
each other in low voices and although Coco couldn't
make out one word in a hundred ("dinner") was one she
knew-Coco was rather looking forward to dinner herself,
for that matter-she could tell from their tone of voice
that they were having a friendly exchange, and it was
getting friendlier. There was something about Kar-La's
tone that dropped and got smoother and broader and
softer. If they were arguing about something Kar-La's
voice would have become sharper, higher-pitched and
more staccato.
Well, understandably, since Kar-La was negotiating to
persuade the male to deposit a sperm packet in her
cervical chamber. From his tone it sounded like he was
nothing loathe. Coco was disappointed. She liked
observing Kar-La when her attempts to flirt failed at
first and she had to become more overt and aggressive
with the next male prospect.
Coco must have missed something, because suddenly the
male put his face up next to Kar-La's and pressed his
muzzle right into hers. Coco must have missed
something-they had skipped over about 10 stages in the
courtship ritual! Coco seldom got to see this stage-
direct muzzle to muzzle contact. Kar-La waited about 3
seconds and then pulled away from the contact, acting
coy. She pressed her paws against the male's chest as
though she was pushing him away, but it was a fake
demonstration-she wasn't really pushing him away. He
spoke to her in a low urgent tone, and she smiled, and
he spoke some more, and then he pressed his muzzle
against hers again. This time Kar-La let it go on for
about 30 seconds, and then she broke away from the
male, walked across the room and locked the door. Then
she bolted it.
The male made the big teeth display, then lunged at
her. She received him eagerly. They pressed their
muzzles together and the male tore at her clothes with
his paws.
Coco watched, fascinated. This was as far into the
mating ritual as Coco had ever witnessed. At this stage
the male tore at the female's clothes, trying to remove
them, while she tried to prevent him, or pretended to
try to prevent him, or actively assisted him. The next
stage would be the male handling the female's dugs with
his paws and pressing his muzzle against them.
Coco's expectations were fulfilled-the male with the
facial tufts succeeded in getting Kar-La's clothing
open on the upper half of her body, exposing her dugs,
and then he rubbed them with his paws and bit them with
his teeth. Kar-La was whimpering softly in excitement-
apparently the breast-biting wasn't hurting her. Coco
could see how swollen Kar-La's brown nipples were. They
were stiff with excitement.
Kar-La had the same big, protruding dugs that almost
all human females had. No other simian species had such
big udders. They were like cow's udders, almost, and
Coco couldn't help wonder what the reason was. Did
human pups consume enormous quantities of milk
requiring large reservoirs on the mother's chest? Or
were the big dugs simply decorative? Kar-La had two
symmetrically placed udders and each was the size of a
cantaloupe.
The male licked and sucked at them and Coco wondered if
he was getting any milk. Coco sniffed but she could not
smell any milk lactating out of Kar-La's glands. He
squeezed them firmly with his hands. Coco thought that
was probably an effort to make her milk express, but
poor man, she was dry.
Watching the humans mate, Coco didn't feel the least
bit of excitement herself-except for the intellectual
excitement, of course. Coco was not in season so she
did not feel anything down there. But she was very
curious to watch the mating ritual, and wondered how
far it would proceed this time before the humans'
natural shyness would cause them to go seek some place
more private to conclude their business.
The human male lifted Kar-La's lower garments and
pulled the inner garments down, and then he knelt at
her feet and pressed his muzzle in between her legs. It
looked like he was nipping her on her swollen vulva.
Coco blinked in astonishment. She had never seen this
before.
Kar-La leaned back and braced herself against the long
flat wooden work surface that was built into the wall.
She held her lower garments up out of the male's way
and spread her legs open wider to give him better
access to her reproductive area.
From the expression on her face Coco could not tell if
she was in pain or not. Presumably having a male bite
you on your engorged vulva would be painful, but Kar-La
obviously wanted the male to continue. Perhaps it was a
sort of gentle, playful nipping that served to inflame
her more. Kar-La's smell was starting to grow stronger-
it smelled like she was dripping some sort of estrogen-
rich fluid between her thighs.
The male stood up, and started to unfasten his lower
garments. The front of his lower garment separated with
a little metallic buzz like an angry bee. Then he
stepped out of it, and pulled down his inner garment,
and stepped out of that.
And Coco saw an erect human penis, for the first time.
Coco blinked in astonishment. His penis was four times
the size of a gorilla penis. Everyone knew that human
females were the most oversexed sluts of the whole
primate family-you could smell it on them. What Coco
had never suspected before was that human males were
the most oversexed, big-dicked males of the whole
primate family.
There it was, sticking out in front of him, pasty
white, stiff and hairless, an ugly monstrosity to be
sure. And it was quadruple the length and thickness of
a gorilla male's penis. Coco had never doubted that the
gorilla male was well-equipped for his work-certainly
of all the males who had taken her in season (starting
many, many moons ago with the gorilla she assumed was
her father, although who knew for sure) none had ever
seemed too small to fill her when she was in estrus and
needed it. And from what little she had observed of
other species-the monkeys, chimpanzees, the orangutans
who had mated right in front of her in their cage when
she was in the old lab-none had been any bigger than,
if as big as, the gorillas.
Who knew? The male gorilla was much larger and stronger
than the male human, and Coco had always assumed
gorilla superiority in everything but the opposable
thumb and those wonderful vocal cords. Why should the
weak, skinny, hairless, human males be blessed with
such big dicks?
Estimating its size, Coco thought it looked about as
big as a banana. A big ripe eating banana, of course,
not one of those scrawny little ones. Coco thought she
could wrap her paw around it and the head would stick
out beyond her paw. The human male's six inches looked
massive to her, although it was only an average,
typical human male organ.
That big human prick would tear me apart, Coco thought.
Coco didn't much care who mounted her when she was in
heat-it was first come, first served, and whatever male
succeeded in getting to her first and fighting off
challengers got the prize. And once he was spent the
others could have sloppy seconds, if they weren't too
busy fighting.
For the first time in her life (Coco was only 10, but
that made her a full grown adult in gorilla years) Coco
wondered what it would be like to be fucked by a human.
Kar-La sure seemed to be enjoying it.
Kar-La had taken her skirt off to expose her bottom.
Interestingly, although the rest of her body was
hairless (except under her arms sometimes) she had a
big thatch of hair between her legs surrounding her
vulvar area.
The male stood behind her and soon he had achieved
intromission, and she was squealing. The male was
inside her, pumping vigorously with deep thrusts. The
long human penis made much deeper thrusting possible,
Coco saw. The female seemed to be thrilled each time he
made a deep vulvar thrust, lunging between her
engorged, smelly labia.
She was bent over the table and he was behind her,
tackling her from the rear, as she hunched over
displaying her vulva to him.
"Oh God", Kar-La said. Coco had no clear referent for
the word "God", but from context she had guessed that
it seemed to be the name of some high-ranking alpha
male who never came into the lab. If Kar-La was calling
him in her passion perhaps he would come in and
frighten this younger male away. Maybe that was why
Kar-La had locked the door?
Coco watched the skinny human male screw Kar-La. His
long wet penis slid in and out of her wet, glistening
pubes. Coco was surprised that the human vulva was big
enough to accept such a big penis without injury. Well,
that must have evolved through natural selection-the
females who were injured by the big homo sapien's penis
would have been removed from the gene pool quickly, and
only the ones with large-capacity vulvas would have
survived.
The male continued thrusting, and Kar-La pushed her
buttocks back onto his penis with each thrust. Kar-La
was panting now, breathing loudly and shallowly. Her
eyes were closed.
Coco noted with interest that the human male seemed to
be taking a long time to ejaculate. Human coitus seemed
to last longer than it did among gorillas, if this
sample (a single incident, admittedly) was to judge
from. The gorilla male usually spurted within 30
seconds, and why would a male want to take any longer?
Once you had the sperm-emitting duct jammed up into the
cervical chamber, surely the natural thing was to shoot
quickly before a rival male could interfere?
The human female's sighs and moans grew louder. Her
hands were clenched tightly. If Coco had been in heat
herself she would have been throwing herself around her
cage in excitement. Only the fact that she was not in
season made it possible to watch the human mating with
utter detachment.
Coco could not help noting to herself that the human
females, the sluts of the primate kingdom, had
appropriated to themselves the biggest dicks in the
primate kingdom. And their coitus lasted longer-did
that make it more exciting? Kar-La certainly seemed
very excited. Was Kar-La's seeming excitement simply
frustration that it was taking so long? Was she red-
faced and grimacing because the male was taking too
long?
Kar-La's mouth fell open and a loud sound came out of
it.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Oh wowwwww..."
Coco had no idea what the sounds meant but the human
male seemed to go into a frenzy as he increased the
speed and force of his thrusts. His head threw back,
his mouth opened, and he clamped his loins against her
buttocks and closed his eyes as Kar-La shuddered.
Coco was not sure, but if the male stopped moving at
this point she guessed he was making his emission. He
was clamping against her so his sperm wouldn't fall
out, and he would stay clamped for a little while to
let the sperm settle in before they released.
This conjecture proved to be correct. The male with the
funny tufts of hair on its muzzle had finished
thrusting, and he stayed clamped to Kar-La's buttocks
for about a minute before releasing. Clearly
insemination had occurred. Coco wondered how soon Kar-
La's pregnancy would become visible. It might take a
few moons before it showed.
She wondered why she had never seen Kar-La pregnant
before, though. Was Kar-La infertile? There had never
been any signs that she was nursing or any other signs
of offspring. Coco would have smelled the milk if Kar-
La was lactating-she had seen Kar-La almost every day
for years. Was Kar-La barren? Were humans an infertile
species?
If Kar-La didn't turn up pregnant within a few moons
Coco would have to suspect that one or the other was
the case. If humans really were the most oversexed
primate species what an irony if they were also the
least fertile! Perhaps the big penis had evolved to
compensate for the poor fertility...? Or perhaps the
retreat of the cervix farther and farther away from the
vaginal opening, to make room for the big penis, had
the effect of reducing fertility. Or maybe being
pounded with the large penis caused the cervix to swell
up and close-a paradoxical effect that should have bred
out of the species.
The mating habits of the human species required further
study. Coco regretted that it might be years before she
had another chance like this to observe human coitus
close up.
And she wondered what it felt like to be screwed by a
human male. Well, that big long penis would probably
kill poor Coco. An inch and a half was what she was
used to and any more would just hurt.
She wondered what it had felt like when Kar-La made
those loud noises at the end. Coco knew the incredibly
intense excitement she felt when a male succeeded in
mounting her engorged vulva, when she was in estrus.
Her head swam, she grew hot, she felt as if she was
going to faint. And then the male spurted and it was
over.
Kar-La had seemed very excited. She hadn't thrown
herself around the room or bitten the male, but
nonetheless, Coco wondered if the human females, in
their own shy quiet way, experienced far more intense
excitement during the act.
Well, Coco would be experiencing estrus herself, in
another moon or so. And there was always a lone human
male around the lab at night. An obvious experiment
suggested herself, if Coco would stoop to making the
experiment for the sake of Science. And if she could
persuade the human male to cooperate.
Coco had had a few human males poke their fingers into
her inflamed vulva, when she was in heat, and stroke it
a little, and she suspected that they were not entirely
lacking in curiosity.
And surely if they could screw those ugly, hairless,
skinny things with their pale pasty flesh-they weren't
very discriminating.
On the other hand, Kar-La, who was human herself,
seemed to have a hard enough time getting a human male
to mount her.
Coco would have to give this some thought.
**
[The author regrets that the story breaks off abruptly
here. At this point the direction of Coco's further
investigations started to be a bit more than her weak
nerves could handle.]
Jenny Wanshel
chilly2@biosys.net
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