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Ellie trudged resolutely through the Muir Woods, following behind her husband Malcolm. Both of them had a shared goal born out of, frankly, desperation. The San Francisco colony was going to run out of power soon. And it would not be long after that before the whole colony descended into pure chaos. Anarchy. Ellie and Malcolm had seen far too much of that in the years since the outbreak already, and they had no desire to go back to that if it could be avoided. Especially when they had Malcolm’s son, Alexander, to consider.

The hydroelectric dam was their only salvation. It could supply power to the whole city and surrounding region for the human survivors that resided there. If they could actually access it and get it up and running again. They had one major obstacle to overcome: an entire colony of evolved, sentient apes occupying the area closest to the dam.

After the recent mishap with the hot-headed Carver shooting one of the apes during their last trek into the woods, the apes and their chimpanzee leader had delivered a very clear ultimatum to the human survivors: stay in the city and out of the woods, or there would be war.

Undeterred, Malcolm had insisted on venturing back into the apes’ territory to attempt to negotiate with their leader. And despite his objections, Ellie had insisted on going with him. Though her husband had a level-headed disposition, her tempering presence would only make them more likely to succeed in this endeavor.

“Do you think he will listen?” Ellie asked, pushing aside some foliage blocking her way.

Malcolm looked back at her with an expression of doubt. “He made his demands very clear. But I don’t agree with Dreyfus that he’s just an animal. You saw what I saw, didn’t you?”

The nurse nodded. When the ape leader had come to the colony to make his ultimatum to the humans with his ape army at his back, Ellie could not help but be impressed. The ape had a commanding presence and strength about him, as well as wisdom despite his coarse manner of speech. Only two brief interactions with him had led her to that conclusion. He was, frankly, extraordinary.

Malcolm took her by the hand with a comforting smile. “We’ll be ok. You and I will work this out. We always find a way.”

She smiled back at her loving husband, nodding. A few moments later, they came upon the massive palisade boundary to the ape colony. Both Ellie and Malcolm looked upon it with awe, stopping in their tracks. Despite its crude construction, it would’ve taken a massive amount of strength and resourcefulness from the apes to build it.

Ahead of them, they saw movement out of the corner of their eye. Ellie paled and Malcolm froze when a hulking gorilla sentry ambled up to them, puffing out his chest and staring them both down with a hard expression on his dark face. Malcolm and Ellie took a step back as the gorilla stood up to his full height, the ape towering over them. They recoiled in fear when the gorilla unexpectedly raised his head into the air and let loose a bellowing cry.

Within moments, they were surrounded by an angry, hooting coterie of apes wielding long spears. Ellie clutched close to her husband as many different hands gripped her jacket. She slammed her eyes shut for a brief moment, half-expecting the apes to kill both of them right then and there, given that they had technically defied their leader’s demand that they keep to the city. Hell, even just the gorilla alone could have ripped them both to shreds effortlessly.

Instead, they found themselves in the grip of many different apes and carried up into the heart of the colony. They heard a cacophony of alarmed hoots and grunts from the many apes in the stronghold as they were brought to their leader.

“Stay calm, Ellie!” Malcolm shouted to her over the chaotic uproar of the apes. “We’ll be alright!”

She was beginning to doubt this with each passing second, but all she could do is hope that he was right. Unbeknownst to Malcolm, however, there was also a strange thrill coursing through her body. Ellie had never revealed this to her husband, but she had a deep-seated fantasy - one that she had never acted on (and likely never would). It was one that more or less began the moment she first saw the news reports of the apes breaking out of the city and escaping into the forest during the height of Simian Flu. Now that she was being manhandled and dragged into their colony by these many apes, that fantasy came creeping back into her mind.

Malcolm and Ellie were dropped to their knees in the center of the colony before a great stone platform that overlooked the entire colony. Looking around, they saw hundreds of ape eyes upon both of them, eyeing them with a mixture of anger, distrust, curiosity, and suspicion. And standing right before them was Caesar - the same chimpanzee who had delivered the ultimatum to them the day prior.

Even being in his presence again, especially this close, was enough to send a shiver up Ellie’s spine. Though there was probably a slightly different reason for this than the reaction her husband likely felt at that moment. The ape leader was not very tall, but his body rippled with muscle beneath his dark fur. His fur had specs of gray and white interspersed among his dark fur, showing his age. He had a neutral but suspicious expression on his face as he looked at both of them. It was almost impossible not to show respect to him, just from the commanding aura he exuded alone.

“Why…have you come?” his deep voice intoned. Ellie was still getting used to hearing apes with the ability to speak like humans did. Caesar’s voice was slow, methodical, but had intent behind it. Looking at Malcolm, she saw that he was in awe just as she was.

“Please…don’t kill us. Just hear what we have to say,” Malcolm said, raising his hands up to him.

Caesar glanced at Ellie and she gulped under his gaze. Looking back at Malcolm, the ape continued to level an even expression at him, letting him continue.

“We have to show you something. It isn’t far,” Malcolm said, desperation in his voice. Ellie knew this was the moment of truth. Caesar would either choose to listen to them further, deny their request thus forcing Dreyfus to go to war with the apes, or kill the both of them outright.

After several long moments, with the rest of the apes getting increasingly impatient and angry judging from their hoots, Caesar raised his hand. Ellie held Malcolm’s hand tightly in anticipation.

“Come.” Caesar turned, nodding in the direction of what appeared to be the tallest hut of the colony. His hut, no doubt.

Ellie and Malcolm looked at each other with confusion. None of the outcomes that they had anticipated had transpired. Still, understanding the precariousness of their situation, they stood up on their feet and followed Caesar up into his hut, the hoots of the rest of the tribe receding behind them.

Upon entering his hut, they saw a female ape with a crown of sorts lying in a bed with an ape babe lying on her breast. She looked up at them with a surprised but weary expression, clutching the babe closer to her. Caesar briefly stepped up to touch his knuckles to hers in a gentle expression before stroking the babe. Ellie deduced that this had to be Caesar’s wife and child.

He turned back to them. “What humans want…to show?”

Malcolm proceeded to explain the hydroelectric dam to the ape in plain terms. As Caesar listened, the ape occasionally cast his gaze over to the human woman, cocking his head at her with curiosity. She found herself averting her gaze sheepishly.

“Is any of this making sense to you?” Malcolm asked after rambling off their need to access the dam.

“The…lights,” Caesar replied, again impressing them both with how perceptive and knowledgeable he was.

“Yes, the lights.” He stepped up to Caesar. “This is your home. And we don’t want to take it away from you, I promise. But if you can just allow us to do our work at the dam…”

Caesar raised a hand to stop him and Malcolm fell silent. The ape looked at them for several long moments, perhaps trying to assess whether they were telling the truth or not. “Want to help, humans. But…Caesar will be seen as…weak. I cannot help.”

“Wait…what do you mean?”

He looked at her, softening his gaze slightly. “Apes follow…strength. Other apes fear humans. If I help you, apes turn to…new leader. Koba, or other ape who hates humans.” He shook his head, looking at them sympathetically. “I cannot help you. Must go.”

“No, please!” Ellie pleaded. She looked back at Malcolm and then to Caesar. “There must be something that we can do to prove to your apes that we are not the threat that they think we are.”

Caesar sized her up, his steely gaze tracing over her body. He looked back at his wife, the female ape giving him a subtle nod. The ape turned back to her. “You speak in sign?”

“A- a little,” Ellie responded. “Malcolm doesn’t.”

Caesar nodded. “There is one way to show complete submission in front of apes,” he signed to her.

“How?” Ellie signed back.

“Submit yourself to the ape alpha in front of the entire colony.”

Ellie blinked. “Submit?”

“Be mated in front of the colony.”

She couldn’t stop the blush that warmed her cheeks. It was insanity, especially with her being a married woman. And yet the thought of being ravaged in front of an entire tribe of apes sent a thrill coursing through her body. Was she actually considering this, even with Malcolm standing only feet away?

“And…who is the alpha I would have to…” Ellie asked, this time aloud rather than in sign.

“Me,” Caesar answered bluntly.

“I see,” she said softly, rubbing her arm. Ellie was not surprised by this answer, but she still needed to know for certain. Somehow the prospect of doing it with Caesar himself was a much more comforting thought than doing so with any other ape.

“Ellie…what is going on?” Malcolm asked with confusion.

She turned to her husband, clearing her throat. “Malcolm, there’s no easy way for me to really say this. Caesar says that there may be only one way for the tribe to not see us as a threat, enough that he can allow us to work on the dam.”

“Well? What is it?” he asked, his expression hopeful. She lamented the bombshell she was about to drop on him.

She gulped, looking back at Caesar and then to him. “I would have to…submit myself to him. In front of his people.”

It took Malcolm several moments for him to realize exactly what she was implying. “Are you serious, Ellie?”

She nodded.

“What the hell for?” he said, looking back at Caesar with the sternest expression he had yet. Caesar for his part was unperturbed. The ape king may have expected this response.

“He said that it is the most submissive gesture we could possibly use amongst the apes,” she explained, quickly moving to defuse Malcolm before he did something rash. They were still in a precarious position, after all. “If he just allows us to use the dam with nothing in exchange, Caesar will be seen as weak and replaced with someone far less sympathetic to us.”

Malcolm’s shoulders slumped as he calmed down slightly from her explanation. “Damn it. And if we refuse, Dreyfus will come back here and attack the apes. It will be a bloodbath, on both sides.”

Ellie looked back at Caesar. “Is there no other way?”

Caesar shook his head at them. Though they were not privy to ape mannerisms and did not know Caesar well, she could not see any hint of malice or deviousness in the ape leader. If he was offering this option as some sort of trick to get into a human female’s pants for the first time, he was certainly very good at hiding that motive.

She bit her lip and looked back at him. “Malcolm…”

“No,” Malcolm indignantly said, shaking his head. “You can’t seriously be considering this. Ellie…”

“I don’t want to.” That was not entirely true. There was another side to her, a teratophiliac side of her that was not at all opposed to this option. But she would never let Malcolm know that. “But what other choice do we have?”

“We’ll find another way.”

Ellie shook her head. “There is no other way. At least not one that doesn’t end in disaster.”

“I cannot just sit by and let you do this. What kind of husband would I be if I just allowed you to be…used like this?!”

She took his hand. “One that saved the whole colony, and prevented unnecessary bloodshed.” Ellie leaned forward and planted a kiss on his lips. “Malcolm,” she said softly. “Nobody will ever find out about this. Not Alexander, not Dreyfus, nobody. It is a secret you and I will take to the grave.”

Malcolm paced back and forth, rubbing the back of his neck. “Fuck!” He punched one of the nearby wooden support beams of the hut. Caesar’s wife hooted with fear, but Caesar raised a hand to calm her. The outburst made Ellie jolt for a moment as well. It was unlike Malcolm to lose his temper like that given his gentle and level-headed nature, but she supposed he was perfectly justified in this case.

He looked back at Caesar and then to the female ape in the bed behind him. “Is your…mate, ok with this?”

Caesar looked back at his wife who nodded at him, and then back at the humans. “Was…her idea.”

Malcolm sighed. After several long moments he finally nodded. “Alright.” He looked over and glared at Caesar. “You had better keep her safe.”

Caesar nodded resolutely. “No harm will come to human female. Have my word.”

Ellie perked up at this, walking over to wrap her arms around her husband. “I’ll be ok, Malcolm.”

Malcolm sighed, solemnly nodding. He looked into her eyes. “I cannot watch this, Ellie. I don’t want to leave you here alone, but I cannot watch it.”

She nodded. “I understand. I will join you in the truck after I…” she paused. “After.”

Malcolm nodded, leaning down to kiss his wife one last time before he glanced in the direction of Caesar. The ape gave him a respectful nod and her husband pulled up his hood and walked from the hut. She heard the familiar raucous hoots from the other apes as Malcolm left the ape stronghold to return to their vehicle down the hill.

Now alone as the sole human in a colony full of apes, she folded her hands in front of her as Caesar calmly walked up to her. At his full height, he only reached up to her chest, and yet his commanding presence and physicality made up for it in so many other ways. He reached up and took her by the hand with surprising gentleness.

“Last chance,” he said deeply but sincerely. “Can turn back now. Not after.”

Ellie shook her head. “No…I’m ready.” She shakily reached a hand up to unzip her jacket. It was cool and crisp out right now, and she was not looking forward to that aspect of this arrangement.

He stopped her from disrobing. “Not here. Soon. In front of apes.”

Looking his strong, furry body up and down, she tried to imagine what his…manhood looked like. But it did not appear to have revealed itself from the fur between his legs yet. She wondered if she was arousing him at all, or if he was only doing this purely out of obligation.

“No fear. Caesar must show…dominance,” he began, after he found the right word. “But will not cause pain.”

She nodded her understanding, gulping with anticipation. “I believe you. And I will pretend to show fear.” He blinked at her with confusion and she elaborated. “I need to show submission, yes? Showing fear while being taken by the alpha will convince the rest of your apes.”

Caesar’s eyes lit up with understanding. He seemed surprised by her creativity and…willingness to accede to him in such a way. If only he knew how much a part of her relished having an excuse to indulge this fantasy. He nodded at her.

“Come,” he said, taking her by the arm and leading her back outside to the center of the stronghold. His grip on her was firm, and she suspected that this gave off the appearance of him leading her along like one might lead a prisoner. All part of the act. Or so she hoped.

When they were back outside and walking toward his stone platform, she was once again the center of attention from a colony full of apes. Their hoots and animalistic hollers were jarring, and she felt a brief tinge of fear creeping up again. She had to trust that Caesar knew what he was doing and would keep her safe from harm. All she had to do was play her part. Like before, there was also the thrill and the stirrings of arousal as well underneath the fear.

He lowered her down onto her knees before him. Caesar’s eyes had a more commanding presence, almost an intimidating one as she looked into his eyes. This was more akin to how he looked when she and Malcolm had first entered the stronghold. He looked around at his surrounding apes.

“This is ape home!” Caesar’s deep, commanding voice bellowed so that all could hear. The apes hooted their agreement. “Humans can pass through ape home!”

This got some angry grunts and hoots of protest, particularly from a scar-faced bonobo and his cohorts off to the left. The venomous looks he was giving her were disconcerting. Caesar quickly raised his fist, and all apes fell silent.

“...but only if humans submit!” This got hoots and cheers from the apes once more.

Caesar turned his attention back to her, and he gave her the most subtle of nods that only she could pick up on. She took a deep breath. This was it.

He approached her and he towered over her by a couple inches now that she was on his knees and he was standing. “Please…don’t do this!” Ellie feigned a plea loud enough for the surrounding apes to hear.

“Quiet, human!” the bonobo lieutenant barked from the side. She had to guess that this was the Koba that Caesar had spoken of. He seemed sadistically invested in her impending ravaging. This was good; at least he seemed to buy into the ruse.

Without any preamble, Caesar leaned his head down and captured her lips with his and she let out a muffled moan into his mouth. Much of her surprise was genuine, as she was not expecting the ape’s first move to be such a human one. Of course, the kiss he planted on her lips was not a chaste kiss but an appropriately savage one. His tongue invaded her mouth and swirled around the inside of it forcefully. Malcolm had never kissed her like this. No human had.

Once she recovered from the shock of being frenched by an ape, her growing arousal compelled her to match his movements. But each time she tried to move her tongue with his, his tongue pressed her appendage back down, forcing it to submit.

“Mmh?!” Ellie feigned her best groan of protest into the ape king’s mouth and made a show of trying to shove him away. This got intrigued grunts and hoots from the apes, even if there was no actual intent to break free of him. Not that she could physically overpower him if she wanted to.

As Caesar’s tongue continued invading her mouth, one of his charcoal-colored fingers gripped the zipper of her jacket and drew it down. He yanked his tongue from her lips, mercifully letting her suck in gasps of air. Her face was flushed and she felt herself already growing wet between her legs. The savage kiss had sparked something in her, and it was taking all her willpower not to appear more needy before the apes assembled around them. Once he had pulled loose her jacket, he tore it from her body and flung it off the platform, a young ape male catching it down below and hooting from his new albeit temporary prize.

Now in a white tanktop, Caesar gripped it with both hands. He looked into her face and she gave him a quick subtle nod. She would have to sew this one back together later, but this was a sacrifice she would live with.

Still, Ellie made a show of protesting once more. “No!” she cried out as the evolved chimpanzee pulled hard with both hands, tearing her tanktop in two, flinging aside the two scraps. She shivered as the chill in the air touched her skin. She knelt before the ape king in nothing but her bra, pants and boots.

Caesar’s eyes scanned over her body. Though his expression was difficult to read, she saw what looked to be a glimmer of lust in his gaze. Though humans and apes had much in common, they were physically very different too. He experimentally brushed his dark fingers over her pale skin, causing her to shiver. And the touch was not at all unpleasant.

“Please…don’t,” Ellie whimpered more pathetically this time. She did not want to appear as though she was forcing her tone. If she played up the theatrics too much, it might make the other apes suspicious.

Caesar chuffed, reaching his charcoal-colored fingers down to her navy blue bra. The ape leader’s steely gaze on her breasts as his fingers traced over the cups shielding her human mammaries from his sight. When she was about to make his job easier by reaching around behind her to unsnap the bra herself, he gave a curt grunt that only she could hear, urging her to remain still.

His hands went to the lacy hem of her bra with both hands and gave a firm yank. With a shredding sound of fabric being torn, he gave a great tug, tearing her bra from her body and tossing the destroyed article of clothing aside. This seemed to amuse some of the surrounding apes as the human covering was discarded, but Ellie’s eyes actually widened in fear for a moment as the bra was torn from her body.

For a moment, she went into instinctual fight or flight mode as a brief tinge of terror trumped her arousal. This was coupled with the immediate impulse of embarrassment as she was now naked about the waist in front of the entire tribe of apes. Her deeply-held exhibitionist fantasy of being stripped bare in front of hundreds of apes was, for a moment, pushed down by the reality of being in such a position.

“No…fear,” Caesar murmured down to her so only she could hear him.

Once again trusting him, she gave a subtle nod as he turned his attention to her body once more. Goosebumps materialized all over her body as the chimpanzee leader reached his hands down, caressing her firm breasts. His padded fingers brushed over her pink nipples as he explored her womanly features. He looked up into her face to gauge her response and his thumbs flicked her nipples as a sigh escaped her lips.

Ellie had seen a fair number of ape females since entering the colony, but their bodies were obviously a great deal different from the human form. Though she didn’t know much about Caesar’s background, she suspected that this was likely the first time he was touching a human female in this manner before, and he was obviously taking his time to appreciate her anatomical differences compared to his own females.

Ellie chewed her lip as she heard grunts and hoots of curiosity from the onlooking apes. Caesar’s steely gaze was fixed on her face though, carefully watching for any sign of genuine discomfort from her underneath the guise of feigned fear and anguish she was wearing. She was amazed at this ape’s keen dexterity and attentiveness when it came to a human female’s erogenous zones. Unless he was just simply perceptive when it came to reading her reactions, and knowing what was getting positive reactions from her and what wasn’t.

Her nipples grew harder with her arousal from his fingers thumbing them. He noticed this and his thumb and forefinger closed around one of her nipples giving it a pinch.

“Ow…ow!” Ellie squealed in mostly feigned pain. Some of the more militant members of Caesar’s tribe hooted their amusement at her reaction to his roughness. Caesar’s bonobo lieutenant in particular seemed to wear a disconcerting grin when she let out a pained squeal. In reality, she felt herself getting wetter the rougher he was with her. All her long-suppressed kinks came boiling back up to the surface at that moment, and Caesar looked at her with fascination in his cunning gaze.

His other hand gave her other breast a firm squeeze and Ellie let out a soft whine, undulating her body into his eager palming. There was discomfort in having her breast squeezed, and perhaps she would’ve objected to Malcolm doing that to her under different circumstances. But because it was Caesar doing it under these current circumstances, it had the opposite effect on her. Even the pain that came from his efforts morphed into some kind of forbidden pleasure.

Caesar stopped for a moment and she looked up at him questioningly. This was short-lived however, as the intelligent chimpanzee leader leaned his head down and captured one of her pink nubs into his mouth. Ellie rubbed her legs together and let slip a single moan, one which she tried to mask by putting her hands atop Caesar’s head as if to shove him away from her. There was no real strength in her grip, no willpower to actually dislodge him from sealing his lips to her nipple and sucking. And when he flashed a look up at her face, she knew he could tell. She heard hoots and chortles from some of Caesar’s simian cohorts, perhaps thinking that their leader was going for some human milk from her teat.

“Mmm…oh…” Ellie let out a soft whimper. Caesar’s eyes flashed up to meet hers for a moment as he extracted his mouth from her nipple, leaving it wet with his alive, tender and hard as an eraser. Though this could’ve otherwise been attributed to the chill in the outdoor air, she knew that his efforts were the primary reason for this response. He leaned his head down and greedily suctioned his mouth onto her other nipple, his teeth nibbling the sensitive nub.

Malcolm’s wife whimpered with pleasure, occasionally throwing in the odd groan of feigned frustration for appearance’s sake. However, when she next opened her eyes and looked down, her eyes widened for entirely different reasons. The ape leader’s efforts in exploring her body had not gone without a reaction of his own. Between his legs, amid his downy brown fur, she saw his member creeping out from his furry sheath. His brown cock was not fully hard yet, but more and more of it was gradually emerging as he became more aroused from his first proper feel of a pale-skinned human woman.

Deciding to take this risk without such a command being given from him, Ellie bit her lip and shakily reached a hand down to take hold of the sentient ape’s cock. Caesar shivered when her fingers wrapped around his reddish-brown shaft again, her fingers beginning to massage his length. She heard him intake a sharp breath, his strong chest trembling beneath his dark brown fur as her gentle ministrations caused more blood to pump into his cock as it gradually grew more and more erect.

Caesar removed his hands and lips from Ellie’s chest, his eyes meeting her gaze. She could see lust brewing in his stern, intelligent eyes. He looked down at his fully-erect cock extended out from his fur. Her pale, delicate hand contrasted sharply with the coloring of his member. Ellie bit her lip as she tried to read his inscrutable expression, and she could at least tell that he did not seem displeased or disgusted with the physical contrast between them thus far.

She licked her lips as she beheld the ape’s cock throbbing before her. It was not massive, but certainly not small either. Before she could stop herself, she was getting down on her knees in supplication before the simian leader. It was as if some unnatural force was compelling her to do so. The nurse wanted to take this opportunity to indulge every closely-guarded fantasy she had harbored ever since she’d first heard about these evolved, sentient apes and their leader. She didn’t know when she would ever again have the chance to do so.

Caesar for his part looked down at her as she sank to her knees, curious as to what she was doing. He put a hand on her head to further assert his dominance over her in the eyes of the tribe, while also being prepared to push her away if she did something untoward. For now, however, he was very much intrigued and interested to see what the human woman was planning.

Taking hold of his cock again, she whimpered as she let it brush against her cheek, smearing a clear line of glazy precum over her face. “Please…don’t make me do this,” Ellie whimpered pitifully, feigning fear at her supposed predicament once more. Caesar’s hand on her head sold the lie to the rest of the apes easily enough. Caesar himself still did not understand what she was driving at, but when her eyes twinkled as she brushed the plump, dark cockhead against her lips, realization finally dawned on him.

She opened her mouth and flicked out her tongue along the reddish brown shaft. This sent a shiver through the ape king and the barest hint of a pleasured gasp escaped his lips. She inwardly chuckled at this. Malcolm had a similar reaction the first time she went down on him. Males were all alike in some ways, it seemed. It gave her a brief feeling of power to be able to throw such a commanding ape like Caesar off his stride, even if just for a moment. Judging from his breathy reactions, she suspected that his ape wife never did this for him.

After drawing more moans from him as she curled her tongue around his cocktip, her mouth descended onto his cock, sinking herself onto him. Caesar threw his head back and grunted with bliss as his cock sank into the human woman’s warm, wet gullet. Ellie curled her tongue around his shaft as he pushed in. She was amazed and pleasantly surprised to find out that the ape kept himself clean, seemingly taking hygiene seriously enough. His cock tasted almost earthy, but not unpleasantly so as her tongue snaked along the underside of it. Though that was also not enough to stop his pure masculine musk from invading her senses, practically intoxicating her. Like a biological imperative that crossed species barriers, something primal compelled her to service this simian alpha male with the fervor of a female in heat.

Ellie heard an amazed gasp from many of the surrounding apes. As she began nursing Caesar’s simian prick, she looked out of the corner of her eye and saw many of the watching apes leaning forward, clamoring for a better look at what she was doing. This combined with Caesar’s jerky movements and surprised reaction confirmed her suspicions that these apes had never seen or experienced fellatio before. Being the center of attention, showing off something so…slutty before an entire ensemble of apes was sending her arousal to new heights. She was dripping wet by now, soaking her panties.

Caesar was letting out deep masculine grunts and moans which were music to the human nurse’s ears. It only emboldened her to bob her head up and down his shaft even faster, harder. A soft, wet sucking sound filled the center of the stronghold as her lips wrapped around the ape’s cock, lathering it up with her spit and gagging occasionally when she took him into her throat. She tried to throw in the occasional feigned whimper of displeasure in there for good measure, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep up the pretense of opposing this when her mouth had seemingly gone on pole-polishing autopilot.

The ape had allowed her to dictate the pace at first, but soon enough he began to thrust into her mouth, his leg fur brushing against her cheeks as his cockhead tickled her throat again and again. His strong hands suddenly tangled themselves in her hair, gripping the back of her head. Ellie’s eyes widened and she looked up to meet his hungry gaze. He began fucking her face at a faster tempo than before, releasing more of his salty precum into her mouth.

She reached down between his legs, running her fingers into his fur until she felt his balls clenching and unclenching. She could feel and hear from his grunts that he was moments away from spilling his seed. Some of the other apes nearby could sense this too, and made this known with enthused hoots for their alpha.

“Human female…swallow!” Koba shouted venomously from nearby. “Swallow…or choke!” This got a raucous laughter from his small circle of cohorts.

Despite the fact that the interjection was meant to humiliate her further, this only left Ellie dripping even more than she already had been. Caesar glared at Koba but then looked down at Ellie as her head kept bobbing up and down in his lap. His hands continued to guide her to fellate him, but something in his gaze caught her attention - a look of concern, as he nonverbally questioned whether or not it was indeed acceptable for him to do as Koba had suggested.

Ellie smiled around his cock and she gave the quickest of nods before continued to fuck her own face onto his cock, a lump appearing in her throat as she pushed him in deep while her tongue flicked against his sensitive cockhead at the end of each stroke. He groaned and snarled with bliss, finally succumbing to the married human woman’s efforts. He gripped her head and shoved his cock in deep.

Ellie’s eyes watered and widened as she felt his simian cock twitching, pulsing in her hot wet mouth. Caesar threw his head back as his cockhead throbbed and spurted out a thick, frothy rope of ape cum into her gullet. She relaxed her throat and swallowed, moaning with bliss around his member when she tasted the first salty rope of his seed on her taste buds. He jerkily humped himself against her face with each pulse of his reddish brown cock, twitching and spurting out rope after thick rope. Her throat bulged and relaxed, bulged and relaxed as she worked to swallow each pulsing gush of his load. The watching apes let out a raucous cheer as the female human had her mouth seeded by their alpha.

She found herself struggling to swallow his load and nearly coughed up the rest of it until he mercifully extracted his member from his lips with a wet pop. His dark cockhead pointed right at her face, his urethra yawning open to the size of a pea for the briefest of moments before he shot the rest of his white hot ape seed point blank at her face. Ellie gasped, a rope of his salty seed shooting into her open mouth, followed by a couple more streaks onto her cheeks, forehead, even her hair. She gleefully opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out to catch the last salty rope of his load just as Caesar massaged the last bit of cum from his dick with his fingers.

When the ape king’s orgasm came to an end, he looked down at her, wiping a sweat from his brow. His eyes widened with surprise and almost disturbed amazement as he saw the human female smiling up at him just as she tilted her head back and swallowed the last of his load.

Not one to be caught off his stride for long, Caesar’s lust returned in an instant from the sordid display, his cock firming up between his furry legs once more.

“Stand.”

The firm command compelled Ellie into action. She quickly stood up on her feet, and before she could even react, the ape had gripped her cargo pants by their waistband and tugged them down her legs. The human nurse gasped from how sudden this was, but she quickly aided his efforts by stepping out of them one leg after the other before he tossed them aside. He eyed her navy blue panties which matched her discarded bra. He gripped those too with the impatience of a teenager about to lose his virginity, sliding them down her pale, smooth legs, wadding them up and tossing them aside.

Now completely nude save for her hiking boots, Ellie looked down at the ape leader who stood a head or so shorter than her, waiting for him to make the first move. Her legs were practically shaking with anticipation for what he was about to do next.

To her shock, he growled like a beast and gave her a shove. She yelped as she fell back, but caught herself on her hands and knees at the last second. Though she couldn’t see what Caesar was doing behind her, she could feel his presence, and a moment later she felt more than that. One of his fingers stroked her tight pink seam from root to stem. She blushed as he could undoubtedly feel how wet and ready she was for him.

He withdrew two of his fingers from her dripping sex hole, playing with the clear strand of fluid and making little cobwebs with it between his fingers. He returned his finger to her pussy and slid his pointer finger inside her, penetrating her with a squelch as she gasped. Her tight walls squeezed and gripped his digit as he probed inside her as deeply as he could.

“Time to mate,” Caesar huskily stated to her, bluntly.

Ellie cooed silently, no longer hearing any of the hoots of the surrounding apes anymore. “Please…don’t,” she whimpered unconvincingly. It was probably the worst acting performance ever at this point, and she wondered if any of the assembled apes watching this believed her ruse anymore. “Please do,” was the only real thing her tone actually conveyed, especially as she leaned her head down and raised her rump into the air.

This prompted a pleased chuff from the ape king. He extracted his finger from her snatch, and a moment later she felt it being replaced by his swollen cockhead whilst the rest of his weight was pressing down on her back. Due to the size difference between them, he had wrapped his warm body around her from above, his muscular, shorter form pressing against her naked skin. The ape’s cock pressed up against her juicy pink slit as he wrapped his arms around her midsection.

What happened next could scarcely be called a penetration in the conventional sense. What actually happened was that her human pussy, so wet and ready for him, practically swallowed his cock the moment he put even the slightest amount of pressure on her sex hole. The moment Caesar felt the married human woman’s tightness around him, he scrunched up his face and was left gasping deeply as half his member sank inside her inner pinkness.

Her head was thrown back, and she looked around at all of the amused, curious, and aroused simian faces surrounding her as Caesar’s member sheathed itself inside her. Remembering the part she had to play, she pulled off the best sob that she could, followed by a series of whimpers as the ape king wasted no time in sliding himself in and out of her tight cunt.

It became clear very quickly that he knew what he was doing. As rapid and bestial as his pace was, he was thrusting into her with purpose and skill. And he seemed to pick up on what sounds of hers were genuine and which were an act, and he opted to readjust his pounding thrusts whenever he did something that drew sounds of pleasure from her. Even if they had to be doing this, he seemed genuinely intent on making sure she actually enjoyed it underneath the ruse of displeasure.

Before long, she found it virtually impossible to keep up the ruse any longer. She felt that she had put on the pathetic whimpering for Caesar’s apes long enough, and she was happy to let her true reactions take hold. In an act of the purest submission, she arched her back at the evolved ape pressing down on her and filling her with his meat, moaning with bliss.

“Fuck me…yes, yes…” she gasped, clutching at the stone platform beneath her. “Caesar…”

Caesar leaned over, putting more of his weight on her back as he pounded her even faster, harder, drawing more whimpers out of her. His reddish brown shaft pumped in and out of her sex, her pink lips leaving a wet glaze along his simian glans as he filled her again and again.

With his head right next to her ear, he whispered to her, “Human…like? Like mating with ape?”

Ellie bobbed her head, her light brown hair becoming unkempt as her body rocked with his pounding thrusts. “Yes…”

“Good?”

She mewled and pushed her ass back against his thrusts so that their sex organs made a simultaneous push against each other. “So good.”

He seemed pleased by this, leaning off her back slightly to grip each of her plump asscheeks in each of his charcoal-colored hands, giving them both firm squeezes like kneading bread dough. All the while he admired the sight of his member sliding in and out of her tight pink pussy, her lips stretched tightly around his veiny, reddish-brown member. His cock was coated in a liberal sheen of her juices as her cunt swallowed his shaft up again and again with each push.

Ellie was on the verge of a very intense orgasm. Caesar didn’t have the biggest cock in the world, but he may as well have, given how rapidly his cock was pounding in and out of her. He didn’t tire, didn’t have to take breaks. The ape’s cock drove in and out of her tight, slick cunt, rubbing against her g-spot with each stroke. His precum was soaking in the tight ring of her cervix at the end of each plunge inside her.

“I’m c- cumming!” Ellie whimpered, thrusting her ass back into each of Caesar’s thrusts. She could scarcely believe that he was bringing her to orgasm with nothing but his cock. Malcolm needed to rub her clit and stimulate other parts of her a fair amount when they had sex before she could climax. But somehow the ape had done it with just his tool alone.

He leaned into her, putting his weight onto her naked back, his fur tickling her skin. He put his mouth next to her ear as he kept pounding her tight sex. “Loud,” he commanded, his deep voice sending chills down her spine. He gripped her light brown tresses and yanked her head back like the bridle of a horse

This and his cockhead stroking her g-spot sent her over the edge. “Fuck, Caesar!” she moaned loudly as commanded. She had no need to fake the effort as the physical sensations alone would’ve made her moan this loudly anyway. Her juices soaked his cock and the stone platform beneath them, matting down his crotch fur as she came. As she pronounced her pleasure to him, the surrounding apes let out a cheer akin to a war cry.

Meanwhile, back down the hill, Malcolm was in his truck, trying to mentally work through the most agonizing hour of his life as he waited for his wife to return. He gripped the steering wheel of their truck so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He had tried to distance himself from the raucous hoots of the apes off in the distance, but when he heard a loud cheer erupt from the ape stronghold in unison, Malcolm was compelled to look in that direction with fear and morbid curiosity. He dared not imagine what was happening to his wife at that moment to prompt such sound from the tribe. He only prayed and hoped that nothing dire was happening to her at that very moment, and that she would return to him soon.

Back in the stronghold, Caesar pulled his throbbing, fully erect cock out of Ellie’s pink snatch. His member was utterly soaked in the human woman’s juices as he flipped her sweaty body over onto her back. She panted, looking up at him tiredly as she realized that he still had not climaxed yet, despite the intensity of the one that he had just forced out of her. Looking down and seeing him still fully hard, his cock almost looking swollen and angry, she submissively bit her lip, reaching down and using two fingers to separate the swollen pink petals of her cunt lips.

“You took me like an ape,” Ellie said with a sultry tone. “Now take me like a human.”

Caesar needed no further encouragement. The surrounding apes were fully animated and invested in the public interspecies mating by this point, their cheers getting louder. Even apes like Koba seemed very interested in this by now.

He gripped both of her ankles in his strong hands, settled his dark plump cockhead against her drenched slit and rammed himself inside her at full force. Ellie let out a scream of pleasure as she was penetrated harder than she’d ever been penetrated in her life, his cockhead tapping on her cervix at the end of this first stroke.

“Fuck me!” Ellie moaned into the air, prompting another cheer from the onlooking apes.

Her ankles dangled and bounced in the ape’s grip as his cock punched a rapid pace in and out of her with absolutely no resistance. Her body glistened with sweat as she no longer felt cold at all anymore from the workout she was being put through. The ape’s wonderful cock turned her body to proverbial jelly, and all the once-innocent nurse could think about was that a human could not fuck her like this. She loved her husband, and always would. But he couldn’t scratch this particular itch.

Caesar leaned deeper into her between her spread legs. Ellie could see the pure primal lust in his eyes as he began pounding her tight pussy harder, faster. He was relentless in his unbridled mating.

He leaned his head down, placed her legs on his shoulders and unceremoniously thrust his tongue into the human wife’s mouth as she squealed with pleasured surprise into the animalistic kiss. The ape’s tongue swirled inside her mouth and her tongue struggled to keep up. She couldn’t remember even being open-mouth kissed with such raw passion before in her life, even from Malcolm. It was like her mouth was invaded at one end while his cock invaded her at the other. And she loved it.

She wrapped her pale arms and legs around his dark, warm body, feeling his torso rippling with muscle as she clutched him close. His cock continued to punch a steady, toe-curling rhythm in and out of her soaking quim in a lewd mating press. She faintly heard the onlooking apes hooting from the sight of the mating but she no longer paid them any mind. She was moments away from an intense orgasm, and that was all she could focus on. And judging from his ragged breathing amidst his tongue exploring her mouth, she knew he was close to climax as well.

Ellie knew that Caesar was almost certainly going to finish inside her when he blew his load, and the thought was enough to send chills down her spine. She was seconds away from another orgasm too, and she was overjoyed to note that she would likely time her climax with the ape’s if she held on a bit longer.

The human wife looked down at their point of penetration, her sex taking in his reddish brown shaft again and again as it disappeared inside her. With him now folded her body backwards so that her legs dangled and bounced off his shoulders, she could not even move her body much; she was entirely at his mercy as he pumped his dark body in and out between her creamy spread legs at a breakneck pace. His cock touched her most intimate sensitive spots inside her with each stroke, and it was finally enough to set her off.

“Inside me! All of your ape seed inside me!” Ellie screamed as he finally brought her to climax, reaching the pinnacle of savage ape lust.

This plea was enough to bring him off as well. He buried his head into her shoulder and pushed himself as deeply inside her as he could as he howled his victorious release into his first human female mate. His cock pressed up against her cervix, his balls clenched and unclenched between his legs, and the first thick hot rope of ape seed spurted against her tender cervix hard. Another rope followed, and another as he pressed his cockhead against the entrance to her womb and inseminated her deeply. Ellie gasped, her voice becoming ragged as her uterus was drenched with hot simian cum, leaving her with a titanic creampie. It was a sensation she had not experienced in years given the dangers that came with unwanted pregnancies these days, let alone in the volume that the ape was filling her with. It felt like he had not ejaculated in years.

The apes surrounding them made their enjoyment of the mating display known, but Caesar and Ellie were in their own world as their climaxes died down. He pulled his head back and looked into her face, brushing a stray hand of her light brown hair from in front of her eyes.

“Good?” he asked. It was a simple question, but the concern in his voice carried weight.

She giggled from the earnestness of it, puzzling him slightly. He’d just filled her with enough cum to make her bloat and make her orgasm harder than she had in a while, and he was asking her if it was good. Still, she nodded with a grin, pleased by his concern.

Caesar released one of Ellie’s ankles but still held the other one as he slowly drew inch by inch of his simian member out of her well-fucked pussy. The moment his reddish-brown member escaped her with a wet pop, a long, sticky strand of simian cum stretched like bubblegum from the tip of his dark bell-end to her pink sex hole. He had filled her cunt to the brim with a considerable load of his simian biological essence. A deluge of ape baby batter leaked from her slightly swollen and gaping pussy and onto the stone platform beneath her.

Ellie wiped a sweat from her brow as she recovered from the mindblowing interspecies mating. Though there was the tiniest inkling of guilt from having cheated on Malcolm to secure this deal, it was dwarfed by the raw unbridled lust of this simian male having his way with her in front of nearly all of his people. Her eyes were fixed on his dark shaft and the string of creamy white monkey seed that connected her sex to his girth, watching as the strand of cum finally broke off.

She bit her lip, hungrily looking at that cock that had delivered such exquisite pleasure and more than one orgasm to her. The human nurse did not want to part with it just yet. She knew it was greedy of her, but she also knew that such an act of submission would only benefit her and cement the deal that she’d made.

With the chimpanzee’s steely attention still fixed on her, he and the surrounding apes watched with fascination as Ellie kept her legs spread open, her boots straight up in the air. With Caesar still gripping one of her ankles, she held onto the other while she reached her other hand down. Her middle finger and forefinger parted her pink sex open, spreading open her pussy and the bubbling load of simian cum he’d ejaculated inside it. Ellie made the most subtle of nonverbal gestures between his cock and her orifice.

Finally understanding what she was getting at, the ape leader’s eyes widened, but he calmly, coolly played along and obliged her. As the surrounding apes watched and hooted with approval, Caesar positioned himself one last time before her spread-eagle body and between her raised legs. With his half-hard dark cock angled over her pussy, he massaged his cock. Several thick, lingering globs of pearly white simian semen dripped out of his cockhead and urethra, falling into Ellie’s spread-open pink sex to join the reservoir of sperm-rich cum he’d already filled her with. With her submissively using her fingers to keep her snatch spread open for him, not a single drop was wasted or missed its mark, his final few globs dripping like liquid honey right into her sex. Millions more of his virile swimmers were now inside her human reproductive system, seeking for an ovum to fertilize, regardless of how futile the endeavor.

This ultimately display of submission undoubtedly secured the alliance, in the eyes of Caesar’s people. She was scooping up globs of his cum, shamelessly licking up and swallowing his salty, creamy gift with her fingers as he looked down at her as he watched. After he’d recovered from the intense mating, he stood up on his feet, his cock finally wilting between his furry legs from his use of her body. He held out his hand, and she happily accepted it, standing up onto her own feet.

“Humans use…dam,” Caesar said to her. “But no guns.”

She bit her lip and nodded, realizing they were back to business despite the blissful coitus they’d just engaged in. “I understand.”

“You return to husband,” he commanded simply, turning around and walking away. Before he did, however, he looked over his shoulder at her with a familiar hint of deviousness in his gaze. “But when here, belong to Caesar.”

Ellie gathered up the scattered remnants of her torn clothing that the apes had bundled up in a pile for her, smiling. She rather liked the sound of that. Even if she did not relish how to explain this continued arrangement to Malcolm. But at least they could access the dam now.

When she returned to Malcolm, he was shocked at the display she was in. She was wearing tattered and torn clothes save for her boots, along with a knitted fur shift they had given her as recompense for tearing her tank top in two. He was horrified, if not for the fact that Ellie herself shockingly did not seem all that upset by her own state of undress.

“We can use the dam,” Ellie said softly as she got into the passenger seat. Malcolm repeatedly asked her if she was alright, and she repeatedly insisted that she was fine. He had eventually accepted her answer enough to drive back to the colony, all while she stared wistfully out the window, feeling an ache in her loins at the thought of what her next visit to the ape colony would entail.

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Ellie shamelessly moaned as she rocked up and down in her simian benefactor’s lap. Caesar’s dark fingers had tugged her black lace lingerie bra down to free her firm breasts. He was gently pinching each of her hard pink nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. Down below, her black thong was pulled off aside, granting him access for his cock to slide in and out of her tight wet human pussy.

“Oh god…Caesar!” Ellie moaned, not a care in the world as to who heard her. Her arrangement with the chimp leader was well known at this point in the days since that first fateful meeting, at least among the apes. And Malcolm was the only human who was privy to what she was doing, and he was currently at the dam, busying himself with his work so he didn’t have to think about what she was doing. And as long as she kept it up, her husband and their friends could continue to do their work until power was restored to the city.

Not that Ellie was consciously thinking of any of that much at that moment. Her toes curled and her breathing was becoming ragged as the thick ape cock stretched her out. She worked her hips and rode him faster, even as he met her movements with one of his own.

Her husband had walked in on her earlier that day back at the human colony. She had been in the middle of changing in their room in preparation for their trip back to the dam, and her diplomatic visit back to the ape stronghold. He was displeased to see that she was putting on a pair of very racy lingerie panties and a matching bra - something she had only worn for him once, on their wedding night. She covered it up with a pair of jeans and her jacket for the trip into the Muir Woods, but Malcolm knew that those clothes would be shed the moment she was alone with their ape ally.

The ape king had proven himself to be a fair leader when it came to his dealings with the humans in general, and their work in having a steady source of electricity for the colony would pay off in the long run. But the thought of what his wife was getting up to in private with him was enough to keep Malcolm up at night. As evidenced now by her wearing her skimpiest outfit, for the ape instead of him.

Back in the present, Caesar, not missing a single beat nor leaving her nipples alone with his fingers, placed his mouth close to her ear. “Want faster?” His deep tenor sent shivers down her spine. It sounded like something primal, elemental.

Ellie bit her lip, nodding. Without another word, Caesar’s pace increased. His strong, furry hips impelled upwards and clapped against her naked ass with each of his punishing thrusts. She gasped and whimpered as his cock pumped in and out of her sex faster and faster, gliding in and out of her. Juices tricked out of her and down his shaft, further lubricating his frenzied mating.

Malcolm’s wife reached two fingers down to rub at her clit just above the ape’s cock filling her sex. Just before her fingers reached her love button, the ape removed one of his hands from her milky white breast and caught hold of her eager fingers.

“No,” Caesar commanded firmly, making her stop at once. He withdrew his hand from her wrist and snaked it down to her pussy. “Let me.” He began to stroke her sensitive pussy lips and her sensitive clit while his cock drove in and out of her.

Let him she did. The ape was a fantastic multitasker, she had to admit. One hand tweaked her nipples one at a time, the other hand diddled her pink clit, while his strong furry hips lifted her up slightly before she came crashing gently down against his movements, his simian cock sheathing inside her tight pinkness again and again. Ellie barely needed to do any work, and this appeared to be the ape’s preference. The ape delivered exquisite pleasure to her unprepared body using all his digits, his cock and his tireless stamina, and all she needed to do was let herself be fucked like a ragdoll.

“C- Caesar…oh, I’m c- cumming!” Ellie gasped, throwing her now-unkempt hair back.

Caesar lifted her up off his cock with a wet popping sound as her dark shaft escaped her. The moment it did, a squirting of clear fluid came out of her cunt as she let out a desperate moan of sweet relief. But even now, he was not done. Two fingers inserted themselves into her needy quim and he fingered her wetly, drawing several more volleys of her femcum to come streaking out of her.

Ellie was gasping and panting as her wet orgasm sapped her of her energy. But as always, her ape adonis was there to pick up the slack. He yanked her fingers from her squirting cunny and swiftly replaced them with his cock once more. Gripping her thighs in both of his strong hands, he brought her atop his shaft and left her drop, impaling her on him once more and letting the rest of her orgasm soak his shaft in her womanly juices. He bounced her moaned body up and down his shaft a few more times to stroke her womanly sheath through the entirety of her climax.

After she finished cumming, Caesar gave her a firm push, dislodging the married human woman from his lap. She was so tired from her wet climax that she did not have the desire or will to question him when she found herself staring directly at his throbbing ape cock. He did not force her, but instead was standing patiently. His simian cock was coated thoroughly in a layering of her own natural lubrication, courtesy of her arousal and her squirting orgasm.

She realized he was waiting for her permission. Ellie could not help but find the gesture adorable. She grinned up at him, licking her lips.

“Caesar…do you want me to use my mouth on you again?” she asked with a sultry tone and a fluttering of her eyelashes.

The ape leader pursed his lips and nodded.

She grinned, taking hold of his cock. “You like that human trick, don’t you? Well, as it happens, I like doing it to you and your inner circle as well.” Though she had in previous days shared her body with Caesar’s more open-minded lieutenants - Luca the gorilla, Rocket the chimpanzee, and Maurice the orangutan, she always found herself back in Caesar’s lap.

Undeterred by tasting herself on him, Ellie dipped her head down and practically inhaled the ape leader’s cock into her mouth. She heard a deep moan in his throat as she devoured his cock, hollowing her cheeks out and providing him as much suction as she could. With his hand on the back of her head, he guided her in fellating his dick with wet sounds filling the air.

Caesar seemed to enjoy the novelty of a blowjob, given that he had never heard of such a thing prior to experiencing it from Ellie for the first time. Now he could not get enough. Ellie felt as though she had sucked his cock more times in the last week than she had with Malcolm in a year.

She fellated him for some time, but he yanked her head off his cock with a wet pop the moment he was about to fill her mouth with creamy monkey jizz. He was intent on spilling his seed somewhere else. Which was exactly what she wanted as well, in fact.

Ellie hugged Caesar’s soft, warm body as he let her sink down on him again. This time they were facing each other as she was made to ride him. From here, he still dictated the pace, but she could see his lustful expressions on the ape’s face. And he could no doubt see her more expressive visages of pure pleasure in turn. Judging from his heavier breathing and his increased speed of pumping himself in and out of her tight human sex, she could tell he was getting ready to cum. She’d mated with Caesar enough times to anticipate this.

Like with all the other times the ape leader had fucked her (barring the occasional oral), he would almost certainly blow his load inside her cunt again. This did not concern her in the least, despite the fact that she was not on any sort of birth control. She and Malcolm used the pull-out method whenever they had sex, or he would wear a condom. And thus far that had not led to any unforeseen pregnancy for her. She had not exactly been ready to have another child of her own given limited resources back at the colony and her own hesitancy after the tragedy of losing her daughter.

Ellie was at her most fertile at the moment. But she knew that she and Caesar were not compatible in that way, so she had little to fear. She had to admit that this was one of the sordid benefits of ape mating - she could finally have as many creampies as she had wanted deep down without fear of any consequences.

Caesar sank himself deep, pressing his bulbous dark cockhead up against her tender cervix as his cock thickened and twitched. He gave a satisfied smile of pure bliss as he blew a creamy load of simian spunk right up against her cervix, his sperm soaking into her womb. Ellie moaned serenely, running her hands through Caesar’s fur and clutching his head to her breast. Caesar leaned down and captured one of her hard pink nipples into his mouth, sucking it like a babe. All the while he drained his balls inside the married human woman’s pussy, not letting a drop escape her. Gush after gush of thick ape cum drenched her velvety insides until he could not squeeze out another drop.

She held him like that for some time, keeping him plugged inside her with her womb plugged full of warm simian seed. When at last they both had the willpower to move again she gave him a smile that he returned with a nod.

“Caesar, that was…” Ellie let the words linger. There wasn’t much more to be said; her body’s natural responses to his mating spoke for themselves.

She shook her head, remembering Malcolm. “I…I need to return to the dam. I should check on Malcolm’s progress.”

She was about to untangle her legs from his and lift herself up off his cock, but she gasped when he gently but firmly rearranged their bodies. His cock never escaped her cunny as he laid her down onto the floor of his hut so that she was lying on her side. He had his chest pressed to her back and he raised one of her legs up.

His cock started moving in and out of her again, this time slowly and more sensually. And it soon became clear that he was going to take his sweet time with her now.

The ape king ran her hands over his human concubine’s lovely body, his hand reaching around to rub circles over her tummy where, just below her skin, her womb was no doubt bloated with a hot, pearly deluge of his baby batter.

Unbeknownst to either of them, Caesar’s swimmers were on their way toward her fertile egg. And in short order, a scientific marvel took place. The apes’ evolution thanks to the simian flu had progressed faster than anyone could’ve anticipated, and this was proven the moment one of his lucky sperm invaded her human ovum, creating hybrid life inside her. Though Luca, Maurice, and Rocket had all taken their shot as well, it seemed only fitting that Caesar would be the one to bring about this miracle.

The consequences of their mating, however, went undiscovered for the time being. Caesar just enjoyed his pleasure with his part-time human concubine.

“Return to husband later. Serve Caesar longer. Serve, like Ellie enjoys.”

Ellie bit her lip and whimpered with pleasure, eagerly nodding. He was right; Malcolm and the dam and the colony could wait another hour or two. She had to do her part, after all.