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Archive name: tarzan.txt (animlas, sex)
Authors name: Argent-AJ (argent_aj@my-deja.com)
Story title : Tarzan: The Movie

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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

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the
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