Chrissy went into the African rainforest looking for

adventure. At forty-seven, she was tall, slim,

pre-operative,

and accustomed to being stared at, judged, and

categorized. Out here, beneath miles of green

canopy, she hoped none of that would matter.

Then she found the pond. Hidden beneath

enormous trees, the water was cool and perfectly

clear. Believing herself alone, Chrissy

undressed and slipped in.

 

 

 

She never saw the massive silver-backed ape watching

from the brush. She never saw how big his smile was,

how wide his eyes were, the drool dripping off his

tongue, or how long, wide and hard his animal penis was.

 

When it saw her- her smooth pinkish-yellow skin,

round, plump ass, juicy thighs, smooth legs,- it

became aroused. There was what looked like a

penis on Chrissy, but the ape didn't seem to mind

that. When she finally noticed him, she froze.

The animal was enormous. Not humanlike. Not

gentle-looking. A real wild ape—scarred, muscular,

dark-eyed, and unpredictable.

 

Chrissy backed toward the shore. “No.

Stay there.”

 

The ape moved closer. Then it charged.

 

Chrissy screamed.

 

Before she could reach her clothes, one huge

arm wrapped around her and lifted her

completely off the ground. “LET ME GO!”

She kicked, scratched, and fought. It made

no difference. The ape carried her into the

jungle.

 

Hours later, Chrissy found herself among an

entire troop. Females watched from the rocks.

Young apes climbed through branches. Several

males approached curiously. The silverback

immediately drove them away with a deafening

roar. Chrissy understood the message. Whatever

strange attachment the animal had formed,

he wanted her near him and nobody else.

 

She began calling him Titan. At first, she

hated him. Titan followed her everywhere.

When she wandered too far, he blocked her

path. When she tried to leave, he carried her

back. At night he slept close beside her, one

massive arm sometimes draped across her as

though preventing her from disappearing.

 

Chrissy tried to escape three times. The first

time, Titan found her within an hour. The

second time, she made it several miles before

hearing branches breaking behind her. Titan

emerged furious, pounding the ground and

roaring. Chrissy backed against a tree. “I'm

not yours!” Titan stared at her. Then he simply

lifted her and carried her back. The third time,

Chrissy waited until the troop slept. She

walked nearly until sunrise. She thought she

had succeeded. Then she heard Titan

calling through the forest. Not roaring in

anger. Calling. Again. And again. Something

about the sound disturbed her. It sounded

almost like distress. When Titan finally found

her, he rushed forward. Chrissy expected

fury. Instead, the ape grabbed her, pulled

her tightly against his chest, and remained

there breathing heavily. His entire body

trembled. Chrissy stopped fighting. For

the first time, she wondered whether Titan

had been afraid.

 

Life changed slowly. Titan brought her fruit.

He showed her where water collected after

storms. He drove snakes away. When unfamiliar

animals approached, he placed himself between

Chrissy and danger. During thunderstorms, he

pulled her beneath rocky shelters with the

troop. Chrissy began learning his behavior. A

certain grunt meant danger. A different sound

meant food. A soft rumble meant he was

relaxed. A sharp bark meant she was doing

something he disliked. Titan never became

humanlike. He did not reason with her. He

did not understand her words. He could

become impatient, jealous, stubborn, or

frightening without warning. He was an

animal. But Chrissy gradually understood

something important. Titan was not cruel.

He simply operated according to instincts

Chrissy had never been meant to understand.

And somehow, within those instincts, he had decided that Chrissy belonged inside his circle of protection.

Months passed. Chrissy stopped trying to escape.

Then something unexpected happened. She

began missing Titan whenever he disappeared.

One afternoon he left with several males and

did not return before dark. Chrissy spent the

night restless. Every movement in the forest

made her look up. When Titan finally emerged

the following morning, muddy and exhausted,

Chrissy ran toward him before realizing what

she was doing. Titan stopped. Chrissy stopped

too. For a moment they stared at one another.

Then Titan reached forward and pulled her

against his chest. Chrissy wrapped her arms

around him. “You stupid animal,” she whispered.

Titan rumbled. Chrissy laughed. She had spent

months desperately trying to escape him.

Now she had been terrified that he might

never return.

 

One night Titan seemed distressed. He

was staring at Chrissy lovingly but stroking

his ape penis. There was a question in his

eyes, a desire, Chrissy knew he wanted to

do something. She knew the great Ape always

wanted to fuck her, and now its sexual frustration

all these weeks seemed to be piled up. But

though he was an animal, Titan never forced

himself onto Chrissy. So, this time Chrissy

decided to break the taboo, to ignore her

disgust at the thought, and would allow Titan,

this ape, to make love to her and maybe

even to penetrate her asspussy.

 

Chrissy initiated the sex, showed Titan what

she was planning, by stretching out full on

the ground, on her stomach, her bare-naked

ass-that was always naked now pointed

upward. Titan, that Great Ape, roared in

excitement, beat its chest, then jumped

onto Chrissy's back. The ape was very heavy,

the hair tickled her, and the smell...well,

she was trying to ignore the smell. This was

an animal after all. The Great Ape kissed her

neck, her back, her shoulders, then Chrissy

felt its rock-hard animal penis invade her

rectum. It gyrated in and out...in and out...

her sphincter and buttcheeks squeezing it,

the penis filling up her insides, hitting her

p-spot, giving her that "full" feeling.

 

Finally, the ape froze then released....beating

its chest, roaring in ecstasy, as its massive dick

blew its cum, its animal semen, its Great Ape

DNA into Chrissy's anal cavity. Chrissy was

aroused too by this time, and also climaxed

and orgasmed, spewing her girl cum all

over the ground.

 

Afterwards, the Great Ape once again

swooped Chrissy into its massive, hairy arms,

placed her on his lap, hugged her, kissed her,

and started pawing through her hair.

 

Eventually a search party found her. Among

them was a primatologist who recognized

Titan from previous studies. The humans

called to Chrissy from across the clearing.

For several seconds she could not move.

She had dreamed about this moment.

Clothes. A shower. A bed. Coffee. Civilization.

Freedom.

Titan sensed the strangers immediately.

He stepped in front of Chrissy. His fur bristled.

His body became rigid.

The primatologist warned everyone

not to approach. “Chrissy,” he called,

“come toward us slowly.”

Chrissy took one step.

Titan turned. He stared at her.

Then at the humans. Then back at her.

Chrissy took another step.

Titan made a low distressed sound.

She stopped.

Nobody spoke.

The primatologist finally said quietly:

“He knows you're leaving.”

Chrissy looked at Titan. “He kidnapped me.”

“I know.”

“I tried to escape.”

“I know.”

“He wouldn't let me go.”

The primatologist nodded.

“You don't owe him anything.”

Chrissy knew that. That was what made

the decision so difficult. Titan approached

her slowly. Not charging. Not grabbing. He

touched her shoulder. Then sat beside her.

For once, he did not restrain her. He simply

waited. Chrissy looked toward the rescuers.

Then toward the jungle. Then back at Titan.

Suddenly she understood. For months she

had stayed because she couldn't leave.

Now she could. Titan was not holding her. No

one was stopping her.

 

Chrissy walked toward the rescuers. Titan

remained where he was. She reached the

edge of the clearing. Then stopped. The

forest behind her was silent. Chrissy closed

her eyes. And turned around. Titan was still

sitting there. Waiting. Chrissy walked back.

One of the rescuers called her name. She

ignored him. She reached Titan and placed

her hand against his chest. “I hate you.” Titan

blinked. Chrissy smiled through tears. “And

apparently I love you too.” Romantically.

Deeply. Strangely. Completely. Titan gave

his familiar low rumble. Then he pulled

Chrissy against him. This time, she went

willingly.

The search party eventually left without her.

Chrissy never returned to civilization.

Years passed. She learned to live alongside

the troop. She remained human, but the

jungle became her world. Titan remained

unmistakably what he had always been.

A wild animal. Powerful. Territorial. Sometimes

unpredictable. Sometimes infuriating. And

deeply attached to the strange human who

had become part of his life. Chrissy learned

to read his moods almost as easily as human

expressions. Titan learned that she did not

need to be guarded every second. He eventually

stopped blocking her path. Stopped carrying

her back whenever she wandered. Stopped

panicking when she disappeared from sight.

He learned that Chrissy returned. And Chrissy

discovered that this freedom changed

everything. The ape who had once been

her captor became her protector. Then her companion. Then her family.

 

One evening, years later, Chrissy sat beside

Titan overlooking the jungle. He was old now.

Silver covered much of his back. His movements

were slower. Chrissy rested against him. Titan

placed one heavy arm around her. The same

gesture that had once terrified her. Now it felt

like home. “You know,” Chrissy whispered,

“I spent half my life trying to figure out where

I belonged.” Titan chewed a leaf. Chrissy

smiled. “You don't care, do you?” Titan grunted.

“No. Of course you don't.” He pulled her

slightly closer. Chrissy closed her eyes. Titan

had never understood whether she was male

or female. He had never understood

transgender identity. He had never understood

clothes, society, labels, or any of the things

human beings considered important. He

knew only Chrissy. Her smell. Her voice.

Her movements. Her moods. Her presence.

And somewhere along the way, that had

become enough for both of them. Chrissy

had entered the jungle as Titan's unwilling

captive. She remained because she loved

him. And because, eventually, she

understood the difference between

being unable to leave... and finally having

nowhere else she wanted to be.