The ebu gogo chief thrust her pelvis at Martin three more times and said in the same mocking tone, “Ya, tooh kear mi coo-coo!”
Martin’s head swam. The ebu gogo leader was about three and a half feet tall. She was covered in orange fur, and had a subhuman face. She didn’t even have a chin. But yet, there was something about her that was irresistibly alluring. Perhaps it was her large breasts that hung so low that her nipples were just inches above her feet, or perhaps it was her round womanly hips. No, Martin thought. There was no use in him kidding himself. It was her fur he found attractive, her fur and nothing else.
Martin took a step towards the humanoid animal, which continued to thrust its pelvis at him. His dick grew erect and pointed almost straight up.
The blonde, redhead, and brunette human women all shouted, “Martin! What the fuck are you doing?”
But Martin was so transfixed by the orange fur of the ebu gogo that he didn’t even hear the human women shouting at him to stop. He did, however, hear the ebu gogo when she thrust out her pelvis and said with cruel mockery in her voice, “Tooh kear mi coo-coo! Tooh yamma mi coo-coo!”
Martin took another step towards the ebu gogo. The three human women continued to shout at him to stop. Linda lunged forward to physically stop Martin, but she was held back by the sharp spears of the ebu gogo. The three women watched on in horror and disgust as Martin lowered the ebu gogo leader to the ground and mounted her.
After fucking her in the missionary position for some time, Martin rolled over so that the three and a half foot tall ebu gogo was sitting on his dick, and holding her with two hands on either side, he moved her up and down and up and down on his dick with a rhythmic motion as her low hanging breasts flopped all over his chest until he came inside of her.
Once Martin was done, he opened his eyes and looked at the ebu gogo’s face. He did not feel the sense of self-disgust, confusion, or shame that he had felt the first time. He had abandoned himself to his feelings. He had abandoned himself to the ebu gogo and her orange fur.
The ebu gogo got up off Martin’s dick. She reached out a hand, and Martin took it and lifted himself to his feet. He towered over her, just as he towered over all the other ebu gogo in the room. She tugged his hand. Amber said, “Martin, don’t go with it. If you go with it now, there will be no turning back.”
The ebu gogo gave Martin’s hand another tug. Martin gave one last look at the naked human women in the cavern, and then turned and left the cavern with the ebu gogo leader. The rest of the ebu gogo followed, and several remained outside the aperture that led into the little cavern in order to guard the three human women.
Linda said, “What the fuck just happened?”
Amber said, “I’m sure you’ve noticed that they are all female, right? I think something must have happened to their males. They must have been looking for a male, and now they have found one.”
The brunette Christa said, “They… they killed Bethany when they realized she was not a man.”
The redhead Amber said, “They… they killed Bethany?” Then she burst into sobs.
Christa asked, “Do you think they’ll kill us too?”
The blonde, more mature Linda said, “Don’t think like that. We’ll get out of this, somehow.”
Chapter 10
Chief Bononbun led Lewis and the rest through the quiet village. Everywhere they looked, they saw nearly naked natives going in and out of little grass huts that sat on little plots of land as they went about their daily routines. Then, in the center of the village, separated from the little grass huts by a plot of land that was larger than the others, was the largest hut in the village. Chief Bononbun grinned widely and said with pride in his voice, “Welcome to my house.”
“It is very nice,” Lewis answered impatiently, “But would you please show me what Linda left for me!”
“Of course,” said Chief Bononbun, pleased that Lewis had called his house nice. “Right this way.”
Bononbun entered and held the beaded curtain of the doorway open for his guests. Inside the one room hut was a bed of grass, and a small desk and chair. Bononbun motioned towards the desk and said, “This is where, as Chief, I perform the island’s administrative duties.”
“Yes,” Lewis said. “But please show me what Linda left for me.”
“It’s right over here,” Bononbun said as he went to his desk, opened a drawer, removed a piece of paper that was inside, and handed it to Lewis.
Lewis looked at the paper eagerly. On it was a handwritten note in what he knew was Linda’s handwriting. The note read, “Dear Lewis: Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. I got to Flores before you did, and now I am going to discover the ebu gogo before you do and there is nothing you can do about it. You are a loser and you suck. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha." The note was signed, “Your ex-wife, Linda.”
Lewis said, “When did she leave this note?”
Chief Bononbun said, “A little over a month ago.”
Lewis said, “And has she returned from the jungle?”
“No.”
Lewis said, “She must have found something in there. I know it. Maybe she’s studying the ebu gogo right now, and collecting all sorts of evidence!” Then, he crumpled the paper in his large hands and threw it to the ground with a roar.
Dr. Stern picked up the paper, un-crumpled it, read it over, and looked up. “This is a lot of competition over a couple of photographs.”
Clare said, “Dr. Stern, how can you be so naive?”
Lewis added, “I am not here to photograph an ebu gogo.”
Dr. Stern raised an eyebrow. “No?”
Clare said, “No. Nobody trusts photographs anymore.”
Lewis puffed out his chest boastfully and said, “I plan on returning to New York City with a living specimen.”
Dr. Stern said, “I would object to your plan on ethical grounds, but since there is no such thing as ebu gogo there would be no point.”
Chief Bononbun said, “Oh, the ebu gogo are very much real. They used to come into our village and eat our crops, but we Keo people were very clever. The ebu gogo did not wear clothes, so eight generations ago we gave them clothes as a gift. The ebu gogo were very excited to receive clothes and eagerly put them on. But, the clothes we gave them were made of a flammable material. That evening, we went to the cave where the ebu gogo lived and set them all on fire. Many ebu gogo died, but the survivors went deeper into the jungle, where they still live to this day in underground caves. Now, no Keo person will go to the part of the jungle where the ebu gogo live, because they haven’t forgotten what we did to them eight generations ago, and will take out their vengeance on anybody who wanders into that part of the jungle.”
Lewis stuck a finger in the air and exclaimed, “Ah-ha! Ladies and gentlemen, I have discovered the ebu gogo!”
Dr. Stern furrowed his brow and said, “No you have not.”
Lewis said, “Didn’t you just hear this man? He said they exist. Since he lives here he would know, so it must be true.”
Dr. Stern said, “The Irish tell stories of Leprechauns. You don’t believe in Leprechauns, do you?”
Lewis said, “When learning about a foreign place, the first step is to listen to the people who live there. The next step is to look for yourself.”
“Well,” Dr. Stern observed, “It would seem you are skipping the look for yourself step.”
Lewis said, “Do you know what, Dr. Stern? For once, I agree with you. Come on team.”
Dr. Stern said, “We are leaving now? It is going to get dark soon. We were supposed to sleep and wait until morning.”
Lewis said, “Since Linda has already gotten such a head start, we have no time to waste. Everybody grab your backpacks and let’s go. Come on now. Don’t dawdle.”