As Tarzan grips his hardened manhood through his lioncloth, it traps you between his man flesh and the leather. He begins stroking himself, rubbing you up and down his cock. His cock is fully erect now, almost 9 inches it feels like. It's so thick that you can't even wrap you arms around his shaft, not that it would stop his feverish masturbating as precum has slicked his dick, providing no friction to stop. Your own muscular body, now covered in the dense black fur of a gorilla, is soaked with Tarzan's pre. Every time you try to yell for help, precum is forced into your mouth, forcing you to swallow the salty juice. The musk of his man juices is all you can smell and taste as your are helplessly pressed against Tarzan's cock. The constant motion and musk has kept you own cock hard between your fur covered abs and Tarzan's now massive manhood. You can only whimper and squirm under Tarzan's palm as brought to orgasm after orgasm from Tarzan's own masturbation, with no sign of stopping.
After an eternity passes being squished against his manhood, Tarzan starts stroking even faster. You can feel his heart racing from his pulsing cock, knowing what's about to happen. Suddenly, Tarzan moves you from his shaft to the tip of of massive cock, putting your face in front of the slit and rubbing his glans against your furry pecs. In pure lust, you begin kissing his slit, pushing your tongue into it, lapping up the salty cream from within.
The sensation is enough for Tarzan to empty his heavy load. Tarzan arches forward, squeezing you tightly against the head of man flesh. The last thing you hear is Tarzan bellowing his trademark yell, right before a torrent of his thick man cream erupts from him, pinning you to the lioncloth. You open you mouth trying to swallow has much of it as you can, as shot after shot of cum cover you in its stickiness. After twelve shots, you are left covered head to toe in Tarzan's cum, stuck to the lioncloth with his boulder of a cock head twitching in front of you. Tarzan's heavy pants linger as exhaustion claims your consciousness.
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A cold breeze awakens you to the darkness of night. You try to move around, but the exhaustion has left you numb. You can tell your hanging, but from what and where you can't say. unable to do anything, you drift back to sleep.
The next time you awaken, The light of the dawning sun is glistening from the branches of the canopy. You can see tree branches and flowers, but you can't move your head. You can't feel your arms or legs, but you can feel the warmth of the sun on you fur. You desperately try to move, but you can't feel anything moving. Your panic rises as you feel yourself being lifted up. Your face to face with Tarzan, who's smiling with that wild and rugged face of his. You try to talk, but to no avail. Tarzan then rubs you against his muscular hairy chest, making you inhale his manly scent. You only come to your senses when your now facing his flaccid 6 inch cock and heavy hairy balls. Confusion sets in as you feel yourself being wrapped around Tarzan's heavy junk and muscular ass. Only once Tarzan has finished putting you on, do you realize what's happened. You've become Tarzan's new lioncloth. You can feel his thick meat resting against your back, you can smell his sweaty balls and when Tarzan smooths the front of you, it feels like he's stroking your face.
Desperately, you move about as hard as you can to escape this fate, only moving the inside of your new lioncloth form. Tarzan moans lustfully as you try to escape. You only stop when you feel Tarzan's manhood begin to rise, but it's to late. Tarzan grips his cock through you, making it feel like you have his semi-hard cock in your mouth, tasting his precum. You can't do anything as Tarzan grows to his full 9 inches, stretching out what is now your throat. With his cock fully stretching you out, you feel you can move the inside fabric some more, but as you do Tarzan moans louder. Tarzan starts to thrust his hips in the air, but you feel it directly into your mouth. Tarzan must feel like he's getting an actually blowjob and you can't stop him. Your helpless as Tarzan rides your new mouth, and even more so when you feel Tarzan's finger tracing the back of you, his lioncloth. It's a sudden jolt of pain and pleasure as Tarzan pushes his thick finger through you into his own ass, fingering himself with his new lioncloth. The sensation feels like another 9 inch cock was thrust into your ass and started pounding you mercilessly. With a cock in your ass and mouth , Tarzan has turned you into his own sex toy, trapped in pleasure and teetering on orgasm. Only when Tarzan erupts his manly goo himself to you feel the same euphoria. 10 shots of his man cream coats your inside fur, but with no way to swallow, it feels like your holding all of his cream in your mouth. You hope Tarzan takes you off to clean you, but he doesn't, he immediately starts swinging on vines once is orgasm is done. You realize that the only to get the taste out is for it to dry. But that isn't the worse of it. With no idea of how to turn back to normal, you fear you may be stuck as this musclebound ape man's living sex cloth.