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“The Monkey's Claw"

The hustle and bustle of Chicago in the middle of the summer was infuriating to Matt as he strolled down the sunlit main street with his hands in his pockets. He was supposed to meet with Ben to discuss something they had found a few days ago at the library. He stopped at the corner across from the diner they were supposed to meet and he extracted a cigarette from his shirt pocket, placing it in his mouth he lit the end and gave it a puff.

“Y'know, smoking's bad for your health."

The sudden voice from behind him surprised Matt and he began to cough and gag, as if proving the man's point. “God damn it Ben. Don't fucking sneak up on me like that!"

Ben was a little shorter than Matt, a little chubbier with curly black hair and dark skin. He was the polar opposite of the beefier, taller white man with blond hair, although green and blue eyes tended to not be the opposites, so Matt never really got that comparison. Ben laughed a bit and swatted Matt on the back firmly. “Come on, chief. You know I had to catch you doing this eventually. Lisa ever figure it out?"

“What do you think?" Matt said coldly as he put the cigarette to his lips again and took a drag. “It was top five on her list of divorcing me."

“Shit, man. You gotta get past that."

“Why do you think I even agreed to entertain this crazy venture of yours? You're asking me to sink half a million dollars on some off chance that this...fucking legend is actually legit."

Ben shrugged. “Well you read it yourself man. You found the same clues I did. You think that's a coincidence?"

The light changed and as the pedestrians started across the street, Matt glared at Ben, scoffed and dropped the butt the ground smashing it into the pavement as he followed Ben across the road toward the diner. They stepped inside and found a table to sit at, much to Matt's chagrin, Ben had brought a satchel full of materials for them to go over. He knew that this was going to be a long meal and he was not looking forward to combing through these stacks of papers. He held up two fingers to the waitress, indicating two coffees and his attention turned to Ben, who had his reading glasses on already and was going over the map slowly.

“Now, according to the legend--"

“Jesus can we at least wait for some coffee? I'm not going to be able to stay awake for all this without a little caffeine."

Ben looked at Matt with a look of irritation. “Dude. Cigarettes, Coffee? For someone who looks so fit you're leading a really unhealthy lifestyle..."

“Says the man who's what anemic, asthmatic, and failing eyes?"

“My eyes aren't failing." He said sternly. “All I was told was that my optometrist was worried about a little degeneration in one...ONE of my eyes. Okay?"

“Okay!" He paused as the waitress brought a pot of coffee to the table and poured the glasses full. “Could I get a plate of your gravy fries and...how about a philly cheesesteak sub? What do you want, Ben?"

“Just a Chef's Salad. No dressing." He replied, not even looking up. As the waitress walked way he looked at Matt and let a sigh from his nostrils. “Honestly Matt, where do you put the crap you eat?"

Matt shrugged and took a sip of his coffee.

“So according to this... there is supposed to be some sort of ruined temple somewhere along the zone of the Amazon river."

“Dude. Is that all?" Matt scoffed. “Not only is that in South America, but it's also what...like two thousand miles long right?"

“Try almost four thousand." Ben corrected him. “But look, if we cross reference these star charts with eyewitness accounts of events occurring in South America we might be able to pinpoint them. Maybe...maybe even find the Amulet ot Zekai...?"

“And what is “The Amulet of Zekai"?" Matt asked, adding a bit of a flourish to his voice to make it sound more mysterious.

“So...Zekai is supposed to be the ancient guardian of this temple. Right? Some kind of demon monkey with a skull for a face. This amulet is supposed to contain a portion of his power. It's supposed to grant the wishes of anyone who possesses it. Any wish. You get me?"

“And what makes you think nobody's already found it?"

“Well it would have been the greatest historical find in half a millenia. So I'm pretty sure we would have heard something about it." He frowned as Matt paused. “Come on Matt... where's your sense of adventure? We could actually find something that could change both of our lives for the better!"

“You're sure?"

“Absolutely!"

***

It had been three weeks since they decided to travel to South America to find the ancient temple of legend. The temple of the monkey demon Zekai was so close and yet so far. The jungle was hot, humid and miserable for the pair of city boys who decided to suddenly go on safari and they paid the price for it;

On the twentieth day, a snake bit Matt and he wound up in an infirmary. The hotel they stayed at in the heart of the jungle seemed very primitive by the standards of the modern world, but it had an amazing specialization with medicines. Matt was comatose, but he was still alive. And despite everything, his allergies, his anemia, his asthma, Ben stayed hard at work trying to find the location. He ignored the pleas of the people at the hotel and took his jeep out into the wilderness on the twenty-fifth day. He was sure he had discovered its secrets and he was determined to find the amulet and bring it back to heal Matt with a wish from the amulet.

The radio crackled to life, startling Ben as he drove: “Jeep Seventeen, Jeep Seventeen, do you copy?" The voice of the hotel director said over the crackling line.

Ben picked up the radio and found the button to press in order to activate it. “This...is Jeep Seventeen. Over?"

“Copy. We just wanted to inform you that your friend has awakened and has been asking for you. Over?"

Ben's heart jumped at the news, he smiled and his hand was shaking when he pressed the button to reply. “R-really? He's awake? He's okay? Over."

“He's fine, aside from a little delirium caused by the fever brought on by the poison. He's asking for you to return--checking on ETA to your arrival."

Ben was frustrated. He'd already driven three hours into the wilderness on a hot lead and he couldn't turn back now. He decided to keep it vague. “A few more hours and I'll return." He said. “Tell him that I--AHH!" He screamed as he spotted a tiger in the roadway directly in his path. He grabbed the wheel and turned it hard to avoid hitting it; but the tiger jumped clear of the vehicle. It hit a thick root lying across the road, causing him to slam down hard onto the ground, he bounced, lost the radio, lost control of his car and skidded to a halt and then it flipped off the road.

The jeep rolled hard down the embankment off the side of the road; it was more of a cliff than a hill as he dropped at almost a seventy degree angle straight down into the forest. The front of the jeep hit a tree, spun him around, slammed into a rock, lifted the car off its wheels before finally crashing into a thicket at the very bottom of the hill and everything went black.

It was night by the time Ben's eyes fluttered open; surrounded by pitch blackness and hanging upside down from his seatbelt. He was faint and dizzy and he felt very weak. He reached up to unstrap his seatbelt and slid to the ground before slowly getting back to his feet. He rifled around for a flashlight, finding one in the glove box and he turned it on to examine the twisted mass of metal that once resembled a jeep. He groaned in frustration and looked around. Of course he had no idea where he was; he had no communication and no way up the hill that he'd been thrown mercilessly down. As he examined the hillside, he realized it was going to be impossible to climb up it, especially in his condition, in the dark, with no equipment to climb. He would have to find another way around he...

“Bennnnnn... Oh, Bennyyyyy..."

Ben turned around and shined his flashlight into the woods. “Who's there?" He asked aloud, but received no response. Ben swallowed his dried throat and made his way toward the sound. It was some clenching in his stomach that made him think he recognized the voice he heard, but it wasn't possible... “Jean?"

There was a soft giggle from somewhere in the dark. “Come on Benny...come find me..."

Ben started to walk toward the voice, his thoughts compelling him to continue forward; the sound of his sister's voice was clear, but it just wasn't possible. Jean had died four years ago from a battle with cancer. If ever he found something to make a wish on it would have been five more minutes with her, if not longer...who says there had to be rules about bringing the dead back, right? He realized after a few steps that it was hopelessly dark in the forest now. Even his flashlight didn't want to penetrate the blackness. He took a step and felt the ground under him suddenly begin to slide and move under him. He shrieked as he found himself propelling down another steep hill and it crashed him into an odd stone slab. This slab flipped inward with some sort of a trick trigger and he was suddenly inside a stone room. Torches lining the walls as they went on for ages, as far as he could see in either direction. He got up again and brushed his chest off. He realized that his clothes had been absolutely tattered in the crash, but those thoughts quickly faded as he looked around to see he was in some sort of a temple.

“No...way?" He said aloud, hearing his voice echo. “This can't be..." He placed a hand on the stone tile wall, feeling it cool against his touch as he began to walk the long corridor.

As he reached the end of the hallway, a soft clicking noise from behind him caused him to whirl around. Only to see that the hallway was much shorter of a distance behind him and the hall he'd walked along now looked distorted; as if the very stones themselves were twisted in his perspective. Slowly, cautiously, Ben continued down this second long corridor. It wasn't long until he heard a rumbling noise from behind him, and he turned to see that the walls had not only moved; but they were still moving towards him, and very fast. Ben dropped his flashlight and turned to run, hearing the rumbling behind him becoming a thunderous roar. He couldn't even hear his running footsteps echoing through the corridor as the stone under his feet began to fall away as he ran, prompting him to run faster. He saw a white square in front of him; a door, daylight? “AHHHH!" He cried out loudly as he leaped through the air and into the square.

Ben fell for what seemed like an eternity before he finally hit the ground. It didn't hurt, it felt like he had only come down about two feet. As he hit the ground he rolled over several times and came to a stop at a pedestal. He grunted, wheezing heavily as he pulled out his inhaler and took a puff to try and calm his breathing down. His chest was hurting him, he was covered in sweat and--the hallway behind him seemed normal now.

As his heartbeat slowed down some, he put his hand on his chest and finally sat up again. He was in some antechamber, and something above him was glowing. As he looked up he saw it; a beautiful amber stone, clutched in a frame of silver and held in place by four metal prongs that looked like talons. As he examined it, he could see that it was held upright by some sort of recess in the stone of the pedestal. He touched the object and instinctively pulled his hand back before touching it again; it was unusually warm. Not hot at all, but not cool like metal should be.

“Take it..." A voice whispered in his mind as he looked at it. “What is your heart's desire?"

Ben's hands trembled slightly as he extracted the jewel from the recess and examined it. A flicker of amber flashed in his eyes as he spoke. The sounds of “I wish--make a wish" whispering in his head.

“I wish..." He said softly. “I wish to become...strong...powerful...not weak and pathetic like I am now..."

Suddenly, the amulet in his hands became burning hot, prompting him to drop it to the floor. As it rolled across the stones it came to the feet of something...else.

It was a monkey in shape, a sheen of dark fur. His muscular frame was rather impressive from his diminutive size; but the most disturbing aspect was its face; his face was nothing but a skull staring at him, crimson red eyes burning into his own, making Ben's body lock into place. He was smiling; or at least the twisting of his face made it look that way. “Your wish is my command..." He said, confusing Ben as he raised a hand over his head. The amulet at his feet reacted and began to vibrate against the stone floor as one of the four prongs rose in response and a shower of amber gold dust seemed to float up from the jewel, circling the monkey's arm all the way to his fingers and he snapped them together.

Instantly, Ben felt a wave of something forcing him backwards several feet before releasing him and letting him fall to the ground. He let out a cry as it felt like his insides were beginning to burn and he looked down to see that his forearms were bulging hard against his jacket. As he watched, the fabric began to tear and his arms broke free; his back jerked backwards as his body lurched upward and he could feel the heat now radiating through his entire body. He looked at his hands now as he sat up on his knees and watched as a layer of fine dark fur washed over them, he looked at the monkey who was still smiling at him, unmoving as he watched. Ben's shoulders went stiff and his back straightened out with several loud cracks, his stomach jutted inward and his arms exploded outward fully destroying his jacket and the shirt underneath it. He collapsed to the floor again, watching as thick massive muscles pulsated along his arms, growing into thick round boulders of flesh. His chest grew upward and tightened and he watched the downs of feathers sprout from under his arms. His face grew hot now, the bones popping along his nose and eyes as a muzzle grew outward. He didn't feel pain, only heat as it jutted out about six inches. He could feel his thighs burning, he saw them growing in size too and soon his lower half burst out of his pants as well, his cock flopping freely out into the open air. “W-wha--t's happ-ppening to me?" He spoke, but he didn't sound like himself; his voice was deeper, resonant like an animal with a large, deep chest was speaking. Eventually the lower half of his back popped so hard and so loud that it sent him collapsing to the floor once again. Soon, the warmth, the burning sensation washing over his body had begun to subside and he only felt the cool touch of the stone under him for several minutes before he slowly rose back to his knees and looked at the monkey who laughed.

“You don't look like the type to not appreciate being granted a wish." He said as he blinked from one place to another, sitting high on a placard that was hanging near the top of the door.

“A w-wish?" Ben asked as he got up again

Cocky, the monkey draped one leg over the other and leaned back, putting his hands behind his head. “Why yes. You possess the amulet, you are my master."

“You're... Zekai?"

The monkey seemed surprised at being named. “You've heard of me?" He smiled. “I'm honored."

“What...is this?" Ben stood and looked at himself, thick, muscular, covered in black fur and feathers draped over his arms and protruding from his neck. “What am I?"

“You wished to be strong, and powerful. Right?" He leaned forward and kicked his feet up with a laugh. “What's more powerful than a big, thick Owlbeast?" He winked a crimson eye. “A whole new... buff body?" He watched as Ben looked himself over, then wiggled his finger at the pedestal. “Why not give your new strength a try Ben?" He asked.

“How did you know my name?"

Zekai didn't answer and watched as Ben turned to the solid stone and he rested his claws on either side of it, his entire body became a thick muscle and he let out a deep roar, lifting the stone pedestal with a surprising ease. Ben was even surprised, from the size and type of rock, it had to be at least half a ton by itself and with a grunt he easily flung it across the room, it didn't break. It was too heavy. But it did bounce off the wall and roll across the floor. “That...that was amazing." Ben said, breathing deeply. He inhaled deep and exhaled, thumping his chest with his fist. “I can...I can breathe too...I don't think I've had a breath that deep since I was like... twelve."

“Well you're certainly not twelve now, are ya Ben?" Zekai was practically floating in the air, staring at the Owlbeast upside down. “Now...I want you to lay down for me." His smile seemed to twist even wider.

Ben was confused at the request at first, but suddenly found that his body had jerked without his moving it. He seated himself and suddenly found himself lying on the floor, looking up at the ceiling as Zekai came to a landing and loomed over Ben's face, a thick, dripping cock dangling over him as he looked down and chuckled in amusement. “Wh-what...is happening?" He asked.

“Oh Ben...such a smart bookworm. More intelligent than people give you credit for, and you forget the simple rule for wishes." He pointed at Ben's hands as he tried to raise them, forcing them flat to the ground. “They all come with a price." He answered with a darker tone to his voice. “You wanted a new body, new strength? And now it belongs to me." He flexed his fingers and made Ben's arms raise up and go down, he cackled in delight. “And that means every inch..." He said as he stepped over Ben's face and leaned back a bit, his simian tail swished and slid along the bear's head and he watched as the monkey slowly spread his cheeks apart to reveal his pucker as it grew closer, Ben really began to struggle against the hold he had on him.

“W-wait...what are you...I'm no-not into this--"

“Aren't you?" Zekai replied matter-of-factly as he squatted down even further and eventually the cleft of his ass began to squeeze the bear's snout in between it.

Ben gasped in surprise as the thick musk filled his senses. His body trembling as he fought against it. He could feel Zekai's balls dip down over his chin and slide along the fur of his lower jaw, that thick, fleshy pucker pressing against his lips, forcing his tongue to push against it. With how Zekai had control over his body, he wasn't even sure if it was his body doing the work but as his tongue pushed into the simian's hole he heard Zekai gasp in response. “Oh...yesssss..." He moaned lustfully. “Take it Ben...take my hole..." He demanded as he wiggled his ass and pushed it down harder onto the Owlbear's face. He reached back and grabbed Ben's head and pushed him up harder into it as he rocked his hips back and forth, pushing him hard and letting him drive his tongue in deeper. “Mmmphh yes, yessss..."

Ben shuddered, he'd never done this with a male before, and from the slapping of Zekai's thick cock spanking his chin he was well aware that he was getting into this. He couldn't...he was straight he couldn't get turned on by tonguing another man's ass like this he just...he couldn't. He let out a muffled cry, trying to push Zekai off of him, the simian slammed down even harder this time, his musk that...that smell of his sex was making Ben's head float. What was happening? That slim frame dominating him that tight, squeezing pucker squeezing his tongue, his warm furry cheeks sandwiching his face as he slapped it on his face again and again. The muscles of his ass rippling as he loomed over the massive Owlbeast lying prone on the floor.

“Mmm I can do this as long as it takes, Ben." Zekai said, looking back at him knowingly. “It's so much easier if you don't fight it; look deep down in yourself and give in..."

Ben was seeing stars, he couldn't breathe right. The musk was flooding his senses, his heart was beating faster and faster. Zekai's ass slamming down harder and faster. As time went by and the immortal monkey showed no signs of slowing down, he couldn't help but start to get hard. Zekai chittered happily in response and moaned as his claws dragged over Ben's swelling flesh. “Oohhh very nice “master"." He added with a rather facetious tone to his voice. “Soon you'll be mine completely.

Ben moaned and rolled his eyes back, suddenly finding his arms and his hands under control. He wanted to push Zekai off his face, he wanted to throw him to the ground he wanted to--to... his hands grabbed the monkey's furry ass and he began to eagerly growl as he ate his ass deep with his tongue. “Oooh! Ooh! Fuck! Yes, good boy!" Zekai panted loudly as he enjoyed the enthusiasm Ben was portraying as he growled.

“Mmmpphh hmmmm!" Ben's cock grew to its full size; he was more massive than he ever thought he could be and his cock was beginning to drool with precum, he could feel it trickling down the shaft of his flesh, the trickle causing it to throb in response. He pushed his tongue in deep, he wasn't able to control himself he wanted that musk, he inhaled deeply and felt Zekai's tail twine around his head and neck. He growled and groaned forcing himself in as deep as he could go feeling the monkey's weight slam down on him.

“Cum for me Ben...mmmphh... cum for me and you'll be mine completely..." He growled as his ass was now completely suffocating Ben.

Ben had no problems with this, he continued to growl eagerly, inhaling every inch, the musk crawling through his mind, the screaming desire within him to please Zekai to please...his master... his balls were burning his hips were shaking with anticipation. He wasn't even being touched and he was already lurching with the threat of release.

“HNNNNHHHHHHH!" Ben roared deep into the monkey's ass, howling out in pleasure as a volcano of cum began to erupt from his cock.

It was like a firehose; Zekai cackling in delight as he leaned down and began to lick on the shaft, feeling it pulse, feeling it throb against his lips as he slurped the cum up as much as possible. Ben howled and trembled, his body letting out the most feral roar he'd ever heard before Zekai finally slowed his hips and came to a rest directly on Ben's huffing and puffing mouth still pressed deep into his ass, deep into his musk. Completely surrendering to the pleasure as his cum began to lake out a deep pool on his stomach.

“Mmmm yes...surrender feels so good doesn't it?"

Zekai relaxed his cheeks and leaned forward to look at Ben's elated expression. “Y-yes..." He breathed slowly, his body completely relaxed. “Yes master..." He said to Zekai's delight.

“Very good." He said as he finally climbed off Ben's face, allowing the Owlbear to sit up and look at him, half in a daze. “And as I said; your wish is my command."

“Of course...master..."

Zeke grinned wildly now and noticed a cell phone that had been torn out of the pockets of Ben's now-destroyed pants and he picked it up. He handed the phone to the Owlbeast, who gently took the device in his hands and looked it over. “Now...why not give your friend Matt a call, Ben?" He asked.

“How? I don't have a signal?"

Zekai laughed again and waved his hand. “You do now." He said, pointing out the signal bars now appearing on his phone. “Surely he has a wish or two that he would love seeing come true? Or maybe you have a wish for him too..." He glanced at the amulet on the floor.

With his other claw, Ben picked up the amulet and looked into it. “I wish...that Matt was healthy again." As he felt the amulet grow warm to his touch, another one of the prongs lifted up off the amulet. Zekai laughed in delight.