Run!

Fear overwhelms courage as the roaring gorilla-thing bears down on you, its massive body rippling with muscles. You turn and run. The charging monster isn't far behind, crashing through the foliage with ease. You leap over streams, dodge between the trunks of jungle trees and use all of your parkour skills to bounce from place to place and scale the sides of hills. Regardless of your fitness and skill the monster is bigger and faster. With each passing moment it gains on you, so close you can hear its grunting breath.

You're exhausted as you burst from the trees and into a small, sunlit clearing surrounding by grassy rocks. You pant as you hop up the rocks, reaching the top of the pile and realizing you have nowhere else to go. The gorilla-thing bursts into the clear behind you. It sees you atop the rocks, almost spotlighted by the golden sunlight falling through the jungle trees, and paces once around the pile of stones, its posture hunched and its knuckles against the grass.

You assume a fighting stance, but you can see it is hardly tired and you can scarcely breathe you are so weary.

"Come on then," you shout down at it.

The gorilla-thing meets your challenge with a deafening roar. It pounds it chest and only now do you see something that makes your heart skip a beat: an immense hose of a cock dangles between its muscular legs. The gray flesh rises slowly to erectness and the hood skins back to reveal the flaring pink tip. You know girls like Winny might be used to such things, but you rarely find yourself at the mercy of a monster and never one so large.

The gorilla-thing begins to climb the stones and you know what it intends to do. You're too exhausted to be able to stop it. The only question that remains is whether you will continue to resist it or meekly offer yourself up to the beast and hope it is over quickly.