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Missing in the Congo Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Herrer

Step by step, Blake carefully navigated through the dark rainforest, his eyes as watchful for threats as they could be at night. He had debated staying put but his scent would only attract predators anyway. Better to enter and leave the territories of the animals as quickly as possible. Blake had stayed within ear shot of the Congo river, following it along towards his friend Cory's camp. Cory had come to the Democratic Republic of Congo several months ago to help with the bushmeat crisis and save the Bonobos that lived south of the river... but the constant flow of letters had stopped coming in recent weeks. That had Blake worried enough to head into the rainforest, get himself lost, and continue on through the night.

Blake was five foot ten, lithe, short cropped black hair framing his head. He and Cory had studied countless courses at university, naïve enough to think a broad education would be useful for careers. They graduated into a broken economy and they had entered work with good will organizations as a way to get food and shelter and still make the world a better place. But it was hard to make the world a better place if you were dead. Blake hoped that would not be the case, nor that he would himself wind up dead... But he was getting close, he had to be.

Eyes peered down at Blake, watching him advance. They had been watching him for some time, following him from one animal's territory to another. As Blake began climbing through a thicket of branches and roots it was time to strike. The leaves rustled, branches creaked and the furry mass moved like a blur. Before he could realize it, Blake was knocked off his feet. He tumbled to the ground, the heavy weight landing on top of him. Animal claws tore at his back, shredding through the fabric before Blake was rolled over, his bare flesh sliding along the dirt.

Blake looked up at his attacker, surprised... It was a Bonobo. He cried out as the ape grabbed his pants and tugged at them until they tore, the Bonobo's cock extremely hard. Soon the ape cock was being rubbed against his own while the Bonobo cried out in bliss. Blake felt so horrified... but his body didn't know the difference. It was already getting hard, the two cocks slapping against one another. Blake groaned, knowing the behavior wasn't that uncommon... at least during the day.

Bonobos were highly sexual apes, using sex as forms of greeting, to reconcile fights, to celebrate new food sources, and in general just to have a good time. They never picked permanent mates, didn't care about gender or age... None of those facts helped Blake reconcile what was going on. The penis fencing was likely some form of greeting, but it was still from an animal... Blake reached up and tried to push the Bonobo away. The ape shrieked in anger at the act, gnashing its teeth. It hit at Blake, stunning him for a moment before resuming. Blake tried to shove him off before the Bonobo bit him in the shoulder, the teeth breaking skin. Blake punched the Bonobo in the ribs, causing it to release and flee into the trees shrieking.

"Oh god, I'm sorry..." Blake called out, realizing he had just punched an endangered species. He groaned, reaching up to rub his face, realizing he was covered in mud and leafy material. He considered washing in the river but crocodiles were likely cruising the waters for a midnight snack. Blake got up, trying to gather his clothes before he gave up, moving through the trees with his cock and back hanging out, blood soaking into the fabric from his shoulder. He had to find Cory.

***

It had been a long night by the skies were finally starting to brighten, the sounds of the rainforest changing to their daytime calls. Blake could hear the rest of the bonobos waking, readying for their day. Blake felt sore and horny after the attack from the strange nocturnal bonobo, wondering what had gotten into him. His thoughts soon were interrupted as he saw a bright red cooler, a blue tent, and other signs of civilization. Blake rushed forward into the camp, looking around. The gear didn't belong to poachers; it had to be Cory's camp.

"Cory? Cory, are you there!" Blake called out before he hesitated, realizing his clothes were in tatters. He reached down, putting his hands over his exposed cock. Blake moved through the camp, looking at the items before he got to the tent. He eased the flap of the tent open, looking inside. On the cot in the corner was Cory, his dark brown hair seeming smoother than Blake remembered. Blake entered, pausing. He was taken back by the smell. Cory must not have showered in days. He smelled of sweat and musk and... cum? Blake wrinkled his nose at that, he must have had a lot of tension to relieve being all alone. Still, he moved over, kicking the cot, "Cory, wake up!" Blake demanded.

"Ugh, what? I don't have money!" Cory muttered, looking up before he grinned, "Hey Blake..." He muttered. Blake looked even more offended.

"Hey Blake? Is that all I get? I thought you were dead and nearly died trying to get to you..." Blake shouted. Cory sat up, the covers slipping off of him. There was a hefty bruise on his ribs, looking almost purple. Blake hesitated, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine... Just had some problems with some poachers. And I figured you'd be coming once they intercepted my letters." Cory said.

"Do you, um, have any other clothes I could change into?" Blake asked.

"Oh come on, it isn't anything I haven't seen before." Cory joked. Blake glared.

"We're not bonobos, that isn't how we say hi..." Blake murmured.

"We could try it." Cory grinned but soon he gave in, "Yeah, I've got some pants here, just a second." Cory added, moving to the crate to dig around. Blake shuddered a bit, imagining saying hello in the way bonobos did. He soon chased the concept from his mind. Blake looked around the tent, hesitating as he saw a small scrap of yellow fabric in the corner. It looked like it had come from his shirt... The scrap, the injured ribs, the lack of surprise at seeing him... Blake stopped, realizing what he was thinking of was impossible. It was an animal that attacked him.

"Here, try these on for size." Cory said, pulling out a pair of pants. Blake kept one hand over his package, taking the pants with the other. He moved out of the tent and unzipped his pants, dropping them down to the ground. He moved to slide the pants on when he gasped as arms wrapped around his waist. Cory leaned in and nuzzled his shoulder.

"Cory, what are you doing?" Blake asked in shock.

"Maybe you won't be as scared of me this time..." Cory whispered. Blake froze in place.

"That was you? Last night? But... It can't be, that sort of thing isn't possible." Blake murmured, looking over his shoulder.

"You've got a mean right hook man..." Cory grinned, moving to lick at the bite on his shoulder. Blake shivered. Cory inhaled Blake's scent, smelling the sweat of his ordeal, his musk. He inhaled it deeply, his cock getting very hard. Cory had to struggle to resist humping his friend right there.

"I don't understand..." Blake murmured.

"Tonight I'll show you... I'll make sure you understand everything. For now we should probably eat something." Cory said, turning to move back into the tent. Blake stood there in confusion, not sure how he felt.

***

Blake stood in the clearing in the middle of the Congo, gazing up at the sky. The sun had started to set, the stars were coming out... Before long the moon would rise above the tree-line. He could hear all the birds, the crickets... but his mind was on the talk he had with Cory... He still couldn't believe it, but... there was little choice now and honestly it turned Blake on. He'd been half aroused since the attack, but as night approached the feelings only seemed to get stronger.

"Ready?" Cory asked, coming out from the tent. Blake turned around and nodded, his heart racing. Cory moved out, barefoot, to the center of the clearing before lowering down. Blake moved over to where Cory was, looking at his friend. Slowly Blake sat down right in front of Cory, moaning softly. He felt so alive, so amazing. They were secluded in one of the last wild places on Earth, together. Cory reached out and put a hand around Blake's head, pulling him into a kiss. Blake moaned, surrendering to it.

The two men lingered, lips pressed together, hearts racing. As they made out, their lips parted and their tongues slipped into one another's mouths. Blake pushed against Cory, Cory wrapped his arms around Blake. The violet faded from the sky, becoming darker, the sun being obscured by the planet. Night fell and instincts rose. Cory began pawing at Blake, tugging at his flesh, his clothes. Blake opened his eyes despite the kiss, looking up towards the canopy of trees just as the moon rose over the edge. As the light reached them, Blake felt a tingling spread through his body. He gasped.

"It's beginning..." Cory whispered, kissing Blake more forcefully. The two pushed against one another before their positions clumsily changed. Blake moved to press his groin to Cory's, starting to rub and grind. Cory let out a grunt of satisfaction, returning the fervor. Very slowly Cory's brown hair was becoming black, hanging from his head in an almost sort of frizzy way. His ears started to stretch a bit larger, his mouth pushing out more into the kiss. Blake was turned on by the extra flesh, finding that Cory was becoming a better kisser, but his raging hard on was taking precedence.

Blake reached down and fumbled with his pants before letting his cock out, the shaft bright red from all the blood in it. Then he reached to Cory's pants, working to unzip his. He was barely able to work the fly down, Cory's groin was so full. Blake gasped as the monkey cock emerged... but it was so male. Blake moved, pressing his human cock to Cory's animal one, humping. Cory grunted happily, liking the turn of events. He reached out and began stroking Blake's ears. As Cory's changing ape hands massaged the human's ears, they began to shift as well.

More moonlight washed over them both, enhancing the changes. Cory's body hair turned black and grew out, spreading, growing denser. His muscles were changing, his spine shifting. Cory grunted as he sprayed a load of cum all over Blake's cock. The cum washed over the human cock and it grew brighter red, longer, the balls swelling. Soon Blake was grunting too, feeling his shirt grow tight. It seemed Cory was just ahead of him as the seams of Cory's clothing were starting to burst. The sleeves popped, revealing fur covered shoulders. The buttons on the chest burst to reveal the ape like chest... and still they humped each other.

Blake's face began pushing out into the ape like muzzle, their kisses more animal. Cory tugged at Blake's sleeves and they soon tore from the shoulders, his arms growing fur beneath. Soon Blake's hands and forearms slid almost comically far out of his sleeves, growing longer inch by inch. In the darkness Blake was starting to grow anxious, unable to see... but as he gazed at Cory, rich brown pooled in his irises. Soon the forest seemed quite easy to see. His skin toughened and darkened almost like leather, his toes creaked. Soon Blake and Cory were mingling their toes like fingers, holding hands as they humped each other.

Cory reached down and grabbed his ape like cock, and began sliding it up and down Blake's. Blake suddenly could feel how right, how instinctual that was. He grabbed his own and they began rubbing their cocks together before Cory wrapped his hands around both, thrusting them up and down. Blake screeched in delight, panting, mouth hanging agape. The buttons of his shirt popped before he tore them off, tossing them to the side. He looked at Cory and realized why Cory had attacked him and his clothes before... Bonobos didn't wear clothes, it was unnatural.

The sound of shredding fabric came more loudly as Blake ripped the shirt from Cory's back and then grabbed at his pants, tearing them up the legs to reveal beautiful, furry legs. Blake panted happily but Cory was far too delighted in what he was doing. Soon he worked Blake to orgasm, the new Bonobo howling and yowling as his cock shot rope after rope of cum all over them both. Blake ungracefully flopped back onto the ground but Cory wasn't done. He moved and began tearing Blake's pants off until they were both naked.

Blake was resting in the afterglow but Cory didn't want that. He slammed a fist against his chest before he rammed into Blake, rolling him over. Blake howled at that, clubbing Cory with a fist. The two tussled and rolled but the movement only turned Blake on. His cock was hard again and he panted out. Cory saw his opportunity and he moved. His cock speared into Blake's furry ass. Soon Cory was relentlessly fucking Blake, his cock sliding in and out without fail.

One of Cory's hand like feet slid around Blake's hip and wrapped around his cock, jerking it off as the newer Bonobo was fucked. Both were grunting, panting, howling. They were Bonobos making love, the most primal action of the species. Cory moved his head, licking Cory's wounded shoulder, watching the teeth marks heal up. Soon Cory's bruised ribs were healing too, the power of the new moon quite infectious. As Blake's thoughts got more and more simplistic, he still thought back to the werebonobo that had bitten Cory and the sad fact he had to resort to killing her in self defense to stay alive... but now they were the werebonobos, the defenders of the species on the verge of extinction.

Defend Bonobos... mate. Make more. The thoughts got simpler and simpler in Blake's mind until they were the only ones left. Well, he was mating... He would have to save making more for when poachers came. They would make good strong Bonobos to protect the species. Blake yowled, feeling more cum spraying deep into his ass. His brown eyes were wide, his mouth molding to make a delighted sound as his own cock pulsed in the confines of the foot around it, his own jet of cum arching out all over the ground.

Cory felt rather satisfied and he finally pulled out of his mate, his cock coated with seed. He grunted and used his hand to indicate for Blake to turn around. Blake did so and Cory pushed against him, their cocks rubbing together. Cory gave Blake a clumsy kiss before wrapping his long furry arms around his friend, the humping continuing. They were quite a sexy species and quite a sexy pair... A pair that very well could be listed as missing in the Congo.