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Ongoing Path Chapter 118a Planet of the Apes Verses Rev 0
🕑 Added 2025-01-31 01:08:39 +0000 UTCThe Ongoing Path – Planet of the Apes Universes
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized universes or characters within.
Women Bonded to Harry in This Verse-
Dr. Caroline Aranha is played by Freida Pinto
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2011
Harry’s essence merged into his counterpart in a new universe and found himself to be in a 33-year-old man named Will Rodman. Will was a scientist living in San Francisco working for a biotech company named Gen-Sys. Will’s research was devoted to curing Alzheimer’s. Harry seamlessly adjusted to things as he found himself standing in an observation room looking through glass at a chimpanzee named Bright Eyes. Bright Eyes was working on a puzzle designed to test intelligence. Bright Eyes was rearranging 4 metal discs of varying widths on three pegs.
One of the lab techs, Robert Franklin, was sitting across from Bright Eyes watching her take the test. Robert came up with a bowl of grapes.
“Ok, ok,” Robert said as he set down the bowl of grapes. “Let’s go again.”
“Which subject is this, number 9?” Harry asked Robert after tapping on the glass.
“Yes. Number 9. Bright Eyes,” Robert replied. “This is unbelievable,” Robert said.
Harry was watching as well. Bright Eyes was scoring a 20 on the test. A perfect score was 15. A 20 was pretty fantastic. When the test began the discs would be stacked from widest to narrowest on one peg on a side of the 3 peg series. The goal was to move the discs to the opposite side peg in the 3-peg series so that they were in the same stacking order. You had to take the first disc off the top, place it somewhere, and then move the next. You couldn’t place any discs anywhere but on another peg. It could be done in 15 moves flawlessly.
“That was twenty moves,” Robert announced. “What are you guys giving her.”
“I need to go speak to Jacobs. Please get me a copy of the video of her doing that test,” Harry requested.
“Sure thing,” Robert agreed as Harry left the observation room.
This was something Will would have been really excited about. So Harry went with it. He hurried to the office of the Gen-Sys director, Steven Jacobs. Harry knocked on the double doors loudly before entering. Jacobs’ secretary must have been out to lunch.
“Come in,” Jacobs called. When he saw who it was he quickly excused himself from the call he was on. “What can I do for you Will?”
Will was considered one of Gen-Sys’ brightest research.
“In just one dose Chimp Number 9 got a score of 20,” Harry explained as he put a packet of papers on Jacobs’ desk. “This is fairly telling evidence that we have something here with the ALZ-112 we have been testing.”
“But it is just one primate,” Jacobs pointed out.
“But that one primate made full cognitive recovery,” Harry said.
“This seems a bit rushed,” Jacobs pointed out as he got up to stand before Harry.
“Five and a half years of research isn’t rushed,” Harry pointed out. “We need approval for human trials.”
“Then we will have to take it before the board,” Jacobs said. “The invested money in this is too big to do this without board approval. They want to make sure we don’t blow it before we are ready.”
“I understand,” Harry said calmly.
“Show me all your research and we will present it to the board,” Jacobs said. “Just make sure that nothing personal leaks through. I know how much this means to you Will.”
Harry nodded and said, “Thank you.”
Will’s father Charles was suffering from Alzheimer’s. Harry left Jacobs’ office to prepare. In reality, Harry’s repli-cat companion Aristotle would prepare the presentation.
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Presentation Day, One Week Later
“This is chimp 9,” Harry said as he showed a video of Bright Eyes performing the Lucas Tower test. “This is her performing what we call the Lucas Tower. The object of the test is to move the tower from peg to peg without placing a larger disc on top of a smaller disc. She wasn’t able to complete the puzzle at all initially. After we gave her a gene therapy drug we call ALZ-112 that all changed. This gene therapy allows the brain to create cells which will repair the brain. This biological field is called neurogenesis. We believe this could be a cure to Alzheimer’s. We need to do human testing to show that,” Harry said.
There was some stirring among those observing the presentation at this.
“What about side effects so far?” Board Member Jon Rawlins said.
“I’m glad you ask. The only side-effect we have observed so far is flecks of green appearing in the irises of the chimpanzee tests subjects,” Harry explained as he showed a close up picture of the effect. “Chimp 9 was the first chimp we noticed it in. That’s why she has been named Bright Eyes. You’ll be able to see this when we bring her in shortly. The theory suggests that a wide-range of brain disorders can be treated with ALZ-112. I think we’re just scratching the surface when it comes to ALZ-112.”
“Obviously the potential profits are also wide ranging as well,” Jacobs said as he stood. “We just need your votes to approve human trials to find out.”
Harry suddenly pulled Jacobs to the side as Bright Eyes burst through the glass wall of the conference room and the projector screen. She landed on the conference table and began screaming agitatedly. Everything happened in slow motion for Harry. The security guard drew his gun to fire at Bright Eyes. Harry in the blink of an eye conjured an animated golem duplicate of Bright Eyes and switched it with the real Bright Eyes faster than any human could perceive. The real Bright Eyes was transported up to Harry’s orbiting cruiser directly into stasis. The security guard shot Bright Eyes dead. The startled board members gathered closer to the dead chimp. After that there really wasn’t a lot Harry could say to the board members about human trials. Jacobs took over dealing with the situation. The story slowly came out of how Bright Eyes had broken free of containment when they had tried to transport her from her cage.
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A Short Time Later
Harry was walking with Jacobs down to the lab area when Robert Franklin approached them.
“Mr. Jacobs, I am begging you not to do this,” Robert said.
Jacobs had ordered the chimps destroyed.
“It would cost a small fortune to do lab workups on all of those chimps,” Jacobs said. “All that would tell us is that these chimps are contaminated somehow. Bright Eyes just proved that.”
“These animals are living creatures, Sir. They have personalities,” Robert said.
“This is a business, not a petting zoo,” Jacobs replied. “Find a cost effective way to put those apes down. Handle it or find yourself another job.”
“Why are they taking the 112?” Harry asked as he noticed security gathering up samples of ALZ-112.
“The board rejected the proposal for ALZ-112. They are choosing to pursue other programs. I have convinced them to allow you to go back to the drawing board on the ALZ-112 in molecular development,” Jacobs said.
“I appreciate even that chance,” Harry said.
Harry left Jacobs at that point. He had a lot of cleanup work to do.
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Later that Night
“Robert,” Harry called as he entered the lab later that night.
Harry found the man in front of Bright Eyes’ cage. Wrapped in Bright Eyes’ blanket was a baby chimpanzee.
“Bright Eyes must have been pregnant when we brought her in. We didn’t notice this morning when we went to get her,” Robert explained.
“She was protecting her baby,” Harry said, now glad more than ever that he didn’t let them kill Bright Eyes.
“I would take the baby myself. But my brother-in-law works for security and would rat me out in a heartbeat,” Robert said as he handed the baby to Harry.
“Sure. I can look after him,” Harry agreed.
“I can find a sanctuary within a couple of days,” Robert said.
“That isn’t necessary,” Harry said. “I can look after him.”
“I expected more of a fight,” Robert admitted.
“I think this little guy might be something special,” Harry said. “Think about it. He is a second generation of someone who was treated with 112. Besides that, I have a feeling about him. I can’t explain it.”
“That’s good to hear after having to put down the other twelve,” Robert said.
“It’s been a hard day. Go home and get some rest,” Harry said.
“Thanks Doc,” Robert replied before leaving.
Nobody challenged Harry on the way out as he took the baby chimp to his car.
“What are you going to name him Sir?” Aristotle asked from where he sat on the back seat of Harry’s car.
“I think Caesar would be a good name,” Harry mused.
“Your subconscious reality-gazing instincts are as astute as ever,” Aristotle complimented.
“Why thank you,” Harry said.
When they got back to Harry’s new home in this universe, Harry took Caesar inside. He heard his father playing the piano.
“Hello Irena,” Harry greeted Charles’ nurse. “How are you doing this evening?”
“I’m doing alright. Yourself?” Irena asked.
“I’m doing pretty well,” Harry said. “How has my father been today?”
“He has good days and bad days. Today wasn’t so good. But today he has been quoting Shakespeare a lot,” Irena half-laughed.
“Ouch. That on its own would qualify as a bad day,” Harry joked.
Caesar made some sounds in the box.
“Oh, you got a pet,” Irena said with surprise.
“He’s a new part of the family. Irena, meet Caesar,” Harry said as he brought Caesar out of the box.
Irena appeared surprised for a moment before Ceasar’s cuteness factor took over.
“Oh he’s adorable,” Irena said as she came closer and held out her finger.
Caesar grasped onto her finger. Irena made some more cooing noises before taking her leave.
“Have a good night,” Harry told her.
“Good night,” Irena returned before leaving.
Harry took Caesar upstairs where he heard smatterings of songs from Charles’ piano. Charles had been a music teacher for many years.
“Dad,” Harry greeted. “Say hello to the newest member of our little family. His name is Caesar.”
“Will,” Charles greeted. “Oh look at him.” Charles came over and examined Caesar closely.
“As for Caesar, kneel down, kneel down and wonder,” Charles said as he took Caesar from his son and held the baby chimp up.
Charles seemed to hit it off with Caesar right away. Harry and Aristotle took care of the little guy overnight. Harry debated with himself if he should just cure Charles of the Alzheimer’s outright. But his instincts told him not to yet.
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The Next Morning
“Where’s my car keys?” Charles asked.
“You don’t drive anymore,” Harry replied.
“I remember now,” Charles said.
But Harry could tell that Charles really didn’t. Alzheimer’s was a horrible disease.
“Can you feed Caesar?” Harry asked, hoping to help Charles to feel useful.
Charles handed Caesar the bottle intending to feed the baby chimp. But Caesar just grasped the bottle right up and began drinking it down.
“Will, how can he do this? He can’t be more than a couple of days old,” Charles said. “He’s definitely a smart one.”
“His mother was smart too. Really smart,” Harry said.
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The next three years passed with Harry watching Caesar grow in ability and intelligence. Caesar was able to be potty trained. By 18 months of age Caesar was signing up to 24 words. By age two, Caesar was completing puzzles and models designed for children eight years and up. At age three, Caesar continued to show cognitive skills which were far above human children at the same age. He also completed the Lucas Tower in fifteen moves.
Harry recorded all of this research. But he wasn’t sure how much of it if any he would show to others. Caesar had green in his eyes which Harry believed was passed genetically from his mother. Harry confirmed this with a scan from Aristotle. There weren’t any damage cells in Caesar’s brain which needed replacing. So instead the ALZ genetic modifications had boosted healthy brain function. Bottom line was that it acted like an intelligence booster.
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Charles’ Room
Harry entered Charles’ room at the sound of shouting to see Irena and Charles fighting over a lamp. The two broke apart with the lamp being thrown down.
“I’m sorry,” Harry told Irena as Charles muttered to himself.
“I can’t do this anymore. He belongs in a home. I’m sorry,” Irena said. “This is no way for him to live,” She added as she left the room.
“No way to live,” Charles muttered. “I broke my lamp.”
Charles’ hand was cut. Harry’s instincts told him at that moment to give Charles a dose of ALZ-112. Harry simply ordered his orbiting cruiser to synthesize a dose and transport it down to his hand. Harry took the hypo-spray injector that was commonly used during his time on Enterprise, and injected Charles. He also healed Charles’ hand while he was at it. Charles went to sleep and slept the rest of the day. The next morning when Harry woke up it was to the sound of Charles playing the piano. Harry followed the sound of the complex songs to Charles’ piano where the man was exuberantly playing.
“Will, this is amazing,” Charles declared after he finished the song. “I’m not sick anymore!”
“That’s right,” Harry told his father. “You’ll just need one treatment a month to remain that way.”
“I want to see Caesar,” Charles declared.
Harry went upstairs to look but then sensed Caesar wasn’t in the house. He came back downstairs.
“He went outside,” Harry said.
Harry didn’t have to wait more than a moment to hear the sound of Caesar crying.
Harry ran towards the familiar voice shouting, “Get out.”
The sight of what looked to be Rodney McKay coming at Caesar with a baseball bat as Caesar tried to get over the fence enraged Harry. Harry ran forward and grabbed the bat out of Douglas Hunsiker’s grasp. Apparently Rodney McKay’s counterpart in this universe was Harry’s next-door neighbor.
“Mr. Hunsiker, if you could refrain from swinging your bat at Caesar I would appreciate it,” Harry said.
Caesar leapt into Charles’ arms.
“He isn’t dangerous,” Charles said. “He’s only a baby.”
“Just keep him away from my house and children,” Hunsiker said angrily.
Caesar was pawing at his leg in obvious discomfort.
“Caesar, you can’t go out without us,” Harry said.
Harry was tempted to heal the leg himself. But his instincts told him not to. Harry’s instincts led him to a primatologist at the zoo named Dr. Caroline Aranha. When he laid eyes on Caroline Harry understood why his instincts had led him to her. She was gorgeous. Caroline was of Indian descent. And at 27 years old she was in the prime of her life.
“Can I help you?” Caroline asked as she laid eyes on the handsome man pushing a stroller which covered up when he walked into the animal clinic.
“I hope so. My name is Will Rodman. This here is Caesar. He could use your help,” Harry said as he pulled back the covering on the stroller.
Caesar greeted Caroline with a hooting noise.
“Hi Will. I’m Caroline Aranha. But people call me Carol. Hi Caesar,” Carol greeted warmly as she bent down to Caesar. “What happened here?” She asked as she examined the injury on Caesar’s leg.
“Caesar wanted to ride a bicycle. Unfortunately it was a neighbor’s bicycle and that neighbor didn’t take kindly to it,” Harry explained.
Carol began to help Caesar asking questions about Caesar as she did. She flirted a bit with Harry. And he flirted right back. As Carol stitched up the wound Caesar started signing something. Carol took notice of this.
“You taught him to sign?” Carol asked with a smile.
“Yeah. Just the basics so far,” Harry said.
“What’s he saying?” Carol asked.
“Caesar thinks I should ask you out to dinner,” Harry admitted, being honest.
“That doesn’t sound like just a handful of things,” Carol replied. “What do you think?”
“I think Caesar is one smart cookie,” Harry replied. “Carol, would you like to go out to dinner with me and maybe dancing after?”
Carol felt a flutter in her belly. Something about this man she found extremely attractive.
“I would love to,” Carol admitted.
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Several Weeks Later
Harry stood with Carol in Caesar’s room of the house. It was technically their fifth date. The first four dates had gone very well. The couple were starting to be more comfortable with each other in a more casual setting.
“It was good to see you again Carol,” Charles said before leaving the attic room Caesar slept in.
“What’s your secret?” Carol asked as she watched Caesar swinging around.
Carol had picked up that Caesar was a pretty smart creature. Harry wasn’t sure she realized just how smart.
“A guy has to have some secrets and keep some mystery going,” Harry said.
“I think you have plenty mystery about you as it is,” Carol said. “Whatever it is, Caesar is pretty amazing. He seems to have a pretty good home here.”
“I sense a but here,” Harry said.
“But he won’t stay this way for long. He will grow into a large and powerful animal,” Carol explained as Caesar came over to where they sat on his bed and played around with them.
“You aren’t wrong,” Harry agreed. “But it isn’t anything I can’t handle,” Harry thought to himself.
“I love chimpanzees,” Carol said. “But I am also afraid of them. And I think it is appropriate to have fear for them,” Carol added as if she was admitting a very personal secret.
Caesar pushed Harry back on the bed and jumped around on him a bit playfully. Harry and Carol laughed at the chimp’s antics.
“I think he may surprise you,” Harry said. “Come on. I thought this time we might take him out for some space.”
“I like the sound of that,” Carol agreed.
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Muir Woods National Monument
The leash Caesar had on him was actually nothing more than an illusion.
“Come on Caesar,” Charles called excitedly as he was the first to pass through the gates of the entrance heading into the forest. Carol walked beside her boyfriend. “These are redwood trees,” Charles explained to the young chimp.
The came to a bridge in the woods.
“I’m going to remove this. But you need to stick close,” Harry told Caesar.
Caesar lowered his head and held his right hand out palm upwards.
“I don’t believe this. With as young as you said you got him I didn’t think he would know this. It just goes t show you some things are genetic,” Carol said. “Caesar is asking your permission. It’s a supplicating gesture,” She explained as she took Harry’s hand and guided it to Caesar’s so that Harry’s fingers trailed from Caesar’s palm to fingertips.
Carol was all smiles.
“She’s fucking beautiful,” Harry sent to Aristotle who was nearby invisible to all.
“Although I am not human I can judge from human standards she is quite attractive,” Aristotle replied.
Aristotle knew that his creator was immensely attracted to his newest mate. The young woman was not aware of the bond she shared with her new partner. Harry had bonded Carol to him the first time they had made love. But as he was sometimes doing in his travels of the multiverse he chose not to reveal to her yet about her new immortal status. Harry liked keeping some mystery in things for later.
As Harry looked at his woman his mind flashed back to their bonding.
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Carol cried out as she climaxed for the second time, her pussy practically vibrating on Harry’s tongue as her womanly nectar flowed from her honey pot. Harry greedily drank up her offering as the beautiful dark-skinned woman laid on the edge of the bed with her legs draped over his shoulders. She was an absolutely stunning sight as she quivered against him. Her eyes were locked on his as she climaxed. He used his power to control her release, prolonging it for longer than should have been possible. Harry was hard and ready to go. He kissed his way up her body. Her taught stomach muscles quivered with residual effects from her orgasm. He lavished her breasts with attention. When his mouth met hers he guided his dick into her slick sex.
“Fuck,” Carol gasped after the initial kiss as Harry began feeding his shaft into her quim. “Fuck you’re big.”
“You my dear are incredibly tight inside and beautiful everywhere,” Harry purred before looking down and watching his entire shaft become buried in her core.
Carol joined him in watching his entire length skewer her. She flexed her kegel muscles around his length. He then drew his hips back, leaving her feeling emptied, before he remedied that by thrusting his shaft down into her. Fuck but Carol loved that feeling, of being filled by a man. Being filled by a man as gorgeous as her current partner and one who she genuinely cared for made it all the better. He settled into a steady rhythm of deep strokes which carved out her pussy in all the right ways. She felt the nerves in her cunny firing with delight and approval as she was stretched and filled repeatedly. His mouth claimed hers in another fiery kiss. His tongue entered her mouth battling against her own tongue. She sucked on his tongue, his wonderful tongue that had brought her so much pleasure. She fully intended to return the favor later of sucking his hot dick. But right now she was enjoying the feeling too much of that dick thrusting to and from her body, penetrating her deeply. Carol briefly considered reaching down to play with her clit. But then in a move that showed his flexibility and skill his hand found its way to her sensitive nub. He even knew how to stimulate her clit. He quickly determined just what she liked. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation of being fucked. She felt so cared for in his arms. His hot shaft burned with a sensual heat through her loins. She ran her hands over his muscled form, lean just the way she liked her men.
Harry watched Carol enjoying his attention. He could sense just what she was feeling and thinking as he pushed his aura into her intermingling their essences. She wouldn’t focus on the specifics of the hand he had laying with her clit as he switched it out for a mental construct of his. Instead Harry focused the majority of his attention on taking in and experiencing this beautiful being that was willingly allowing him to plunder her sensitive flower. He used his powers to support his weight and went exploring. He had to first go down and cup that delicious rump. Harry reveled in holding her bottom in his hands as he pumped her pussy. He felt nirvana as he felt her slick sheathe working his length while holding her wonderful backside possessively in his grip. He fondled and kneaded her cheeks. Eventually his hands continued exploring, her breasts, her taut stomach, her throat, her thighs, and her calves. Harry touched most parts of his lovers body as he sent his dick over and over again into her tight pussy. He sensed her mind flow and lose focus. Harry just let himself live in the moment. All there was in the universe was Carol. The scent of her, the feel of her flesh against his flesh, the breathy moans she made along with the tiny gasps each time he bottomed out in her core, and the feel of her aura against his essence made for a truly intimate experience for Harry.
“Fuck me,” Carol moaned. “Fuck me…fuck me so good,” She whispered.
Her eyes opened, half lidded with arousal. Sweat gleamed on her forehead. The intensity of the sensations were getting to her. Harry had been carving out her snatch for at least half an hour by this point. But she wasn’t keeping track of time. He had brought her to the brink of release and backed her off several times by this point by manipulating her clit.
“I need to cum,” Carol whispered as the sudden desire to climax became too much for her.
Carol rocked her hips upwards each time Harry pressed down into her, driving her snatch harder onto his shaft. The light in her eyes was almost manic in her desire to cum.
“You’re going to cum,” Harry said with certainty, his tone ringing with power that the mortal woman couldn’t quite sense on a conscious level but understood subconsciously was that of a higher being. “You’re going to cum screaming on my dick. Then I’m going to bend you over and take you doggy style. I’m going to mount you and fuck you until I cum inside of you. You’re going to cum again on my dick when I fill you full of my load.”
At Harry’s words and the speed she had been throwing herself up at his piercing shaft, Carol came hard. All of her muscles locked up, especially her vaginal muscles. She shook and shuddered as ecstasy roared through her cunt. Her juices flooded out of her snatch. Harry continued to shaft her flower through her release. He used his powers to prolong this release as well. He loved feeling her shudder and cling to him as she came. Finally she started to come down. Harry stayed buried in her for a little while, just letting her bask in the sensation. Then he drew his hips back pulling out of her. He rolled her onto her stomach and pulled her hips back and up. She happily stuck her ass out for him. Harry then drove his rod into her soft folds.
“Yes,” Carol hissed encouragingly.
Harry leaned back and stared down at the gorgeous ass of the woman currently impaled on his cock. She was kneeling on the bed. He watched his shaft stroke to and from her gash from behind. Her dusky colored skin was smooth and flawless. Her ass was perfectly formed. Her crinkled anus was there just above the back end of her gash which he was currently moving his shaft to and from. His dick glistened with her juices. Harry ran his hands over her thighs, her rump, her hips, her back, and down to her breasts which she cupped. This woman was perfectly formed. His hands moved slowly so he could feel everything and just absorb it. Her insides felt perfectly made to take his cock. This woman was made for him. She existed at this moment to receive his dick and his hot seed inside of her. But he was in no hurry. Harry could literally keep fucking her for eternity. His powers took any strain from his weight out of the equation. Indeed his powers also pump into Carol, invigorating her being and causing her to grow stronger despite the fact that she had to hold herself up. She looked back and up until she met his gaze. The look in her eyes said it all. She was really enjoying this and she was his, whatever he needed from her. His mouth descended down and captured her lips.
Carol moaned into the kiss as it seemed to sear her soul with the intensity of his passion. She could literally feel it as his gaze had drank in her form from the back. She had already known he was a butt man. But to feel his shaft pulse within her and harden as he explored her rear side while he skewered her quim, it made her so incredibly hot for him. Carline had never felt like a woman as much as she did just then. She felt absolutely desired. She couldn’t help but moan and groan as his tool pumped back and forth through her folds. She just knelt there and took it eagerly. She looked forward to feeling his release inside of her. But she was also enjoying the ride. After they broke the kiss she felt him crouching over her, pressing his body to hers. His mouth was near her ear and occasionally he nibbled on her right ear lobe.
“Do you feel that lover. My hot cock is probing deep into your tight little pussy,” Harry husked. “In the near future I’m going to press into you and pump you full of hot cum. It’s going to be so damn good.”
“Yes,” Carol whispered. “Yes. I want that,” She said as she clenched her inner muscles around his tool.
At some point Carol must have lost focus on her surroundings completely. Because she opened her eyes and realized she was bent over the desk in the room. Her lover was gripping her hips and moving in and out of her body with a much faster pace. She looked over her shoulder at him and found him staring at her pussy, ass, and body with a look of primal hunger. He needed to cum inside of her. She felt herself growing wetter as his shaft hardened even more with her. She caught a glimpse them in the mirror on the wall behind her. She watched his shaft pulling out of her folds glistening with her juices only to watch it spear back into her. She wasn’t able to rationalize the size of his tool with what was carving out her insides. Her long legs stood together just before his legs.
“Fuck,” Harry said with a groan.
“Yes. Cum in me. I want to feel it deep inside,” Carol urged as she pushed her butt back at his groin.
She felt it the moment his orgasm started. He thrust harder into her and a flood of hot seed streamed into her vaginal walls. She could actually feel each roping shot of his release into her. He let out loud groans and moans his dick pulsed within her. Then she was cumming. Her release was sudden, violent, and intense. Carol screamed as her self-control vanished. They were cumming together, their sexes clenching, pulsing, and vibrating together. His body pressed down onto her. But Carol loved it. Their climax seemed to last an eternity. When it ended some many minutes later he just picked her up still impaled on his tool and carried her over to the bed. They laid down on their left side and spooned together. She turned her head to look at him and found the look of adoration for her took her breathe away. They shared a tender kiss. Carol was content to just lay there with him.
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Carol didn’t let go of Harry’s hand as they watched Caesar let out several of his chimp cries and run off into the woods. Harry had a firm sense of where Caesar went. He pulled Carol along by the hand. Charles followed. They found Caesar a few minutes later in an open area beneath one of the massive redwood trees. Caesar was staring up at the massive tree.
“He’s awed by it,” Carol mused.
“You can climb it,” Harry encouraged.
They watched an excited Caesar climb up the tree. Carol threw Harry a happy smile watching this moment for Caesar.
“It’s like watching a baby human take its first steps,” Carol said.
“That it is,” Harry agreed.
She leaned into him and laid her head on his shoulder. Harry was tempted in this moment to tell her about his powers and fly them up there so they could share this moment. But he held back. Once he did tell her they could always share this moment in a number of ways. Harry could easily take them back in time to experience this moment. Harry watched the chimp he had raised from a small baby go out on a small limb and jump to the next tree with a shout of joy. He could catch Caesar with telekinesis if the chimp fell. But Caesar never fell. Not that day or over the next five years.
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Five Years Later
Harry laid on the picnic blanket and kissed his fiancé. Harry and Carol had only gotten engaged the previous year. She was also newly pregnant carrying his daughter. Carol still didn’t know about Harry’s divine nature. Caesar suddenly landed from climbing the trees in Muir Woods near their heads throwing up dust. Harry could sense Caesar’s loneliness using his empathy.
“Hi buddy,” Harry said before pulling the chimp into a hug.
Caesar hugged Harry back. Carol also gave him a hug. Caesar was growing to the point where he would need a female chimp soon.
“We should probably get headed back,” Carol suggested.
“Sure,” Harry agreed.
Harry had long since stopped using the leash. Instead, Caesar walked out of the park between Carol & Harry holding both of their hands.
“Is that a chimpanzee?” A woman asked as she walked her German Sheppard on a leash next to her husband.
It very much apparently was a chimpanzee, obviously. So Harry didn’t bother answering.
“Hi,” Harry greeted.
The dog began barking and growling at Caesar a lot. Caesar stopped to stare at the dog.
“Come on,” The woman said to her dog as it tried to get at Caesar.
Harry reached out with his magic and twisted the energy into an aura of intimidation. The dog didn’t know what it was sensing. But suddenly it wanted nothing to do with Harry’s group.
“What’s up?” Harry asked Caesar as it appeared Caesar was struggling with something when they reached the car.
Caesar signed, “Am I a pet? Dog was on a leash. You used to put me on a leash.”
Carol had long since learned to sign.
“You’re part of our family Caesar,” Carol said decisively.
“What about my chimp mother and my chimp father?” Caesar asked. “What is Caesar?”
“I think it is time I showed you some truths,” Harry said.
Harry drove them to the parking lot outside of Gen-Sys. Harry parked.
“Caesar, this place is called Gen-Sys. It is where I work and where you were born. Your mother was called Bright Eyes. She was here with other chimpanzees. Your mother was…she died. I took you home to live with me. The reason you are different and so smart is because of medicine your mother was given. It’s like the medicine I give to Charles. But you were inside of her at the time and we didn’t know it. She passed the medicine’s effects onto you. It gave you incredible intelligence,” Harry explained. “I will answer any questions you have. Let’s go home, to your real home Caesar.”
Harry drove them home. Carol had been filled in on Caesar’s origin story long ago. He hadn’t yet told Carol he was a sex god. But at least he could tell her about Caesar. After Caesar went upstairs to think Harry and Carol had a talk.
“He’s feeling isolated,” Carol said.
“He is. He needs to meet other chimps,” Harry agreed. “I’ve been thinking about it. There’s no guarantee that would solve the problem. Because there is a chance that with their difference in intelligence levels they won’t be able to relate.”
“You’re talking about artificially advancing a sentient species,” Carol said. “The ethical implications are staggering. I agree with Caesar the cat is already out of the bag. But it shouldn’t be done to anymore.”
“I might have to do it for whatever chimp Caesar mates with assuming he can find a mate,” Harry said.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” Carol replied. “I have heard of a shelter for primates.”
“We can reach out to them and see about Caesar being introduced to other primates,” Harry agreed.
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Caesar was very thoughtful after learning the truth. It was while at breakfast a few days later that some changes happened.
“Caesar, don’t you like your food?” Carol asked while noticing he wasn’t eating.
“Not hungry,” Caesar signed.
It was then that everyone noticed Charles was trying to cut his dip-egg with the handle of his fork. Caesar reached out and gently took the fork from Charles. Caesar turned the fork around in Charles grip.
“Are you feeling alright, Dad?” Harry asked.
“Yes. Fine,” Charles said.
Carol and Caesar both gave Harry a worried look. It took one scan of Charles to realize antibodies were developing to the virus ALZ-112 used to deliver the medicine. Harry began to look into modifying the delivery virus at his job. The biological side of the Alteran database wasn’t his strong suit. So it took him a little longer to dig into it and come up with a solution. Unfortunately that time cost Caesar.
Harry used telepathy on Charles later to view the incident that occurred while Harry was at work. Charles got into the neighbor’s car and ran it into the vehicles both in front and behind where the car was parked. The neighbor was none other than Rodney McKay’s counterpart Douglas Hunsiker. Caesar saw the incident from his window as Douglas verbally accosted Charles and poked Charles in the chest while calling the police. Caesar misinterpreted the severity of the situation and attacked Hunsiker in defense of Charles. Caesar beat Hunsiker up a bit and bit Hunsiker’s finger. Harry was pretty sure Hunsiker would have lost a finger if Charles hadn’t called Caesar off. The police were called along with animal control. Harry followed along behind the animal control vehicle.
“Take the restraint off of him,” Harry told the animal control officer, Kevin O’Grady. “I will take him inside.”
“There is a court order out. I can’t let you do that,” O’Grady said.
“Let him,” John Landon, the leader of the primate shelter shouted from the doorway inside of a chain link fence. “Bring him in when you are ready.”
O’Grady took off the restraint collar.
“Thank you,” Carol called to Landon.
Caesar started making for their car.
“Caesar, you have to stay here for a little bit. We were going to bring you here anyway to meet other chimps. There are others here,” Harry said.
“You can make friends. There might even be a girl chimp here,” Carol said with a smile.
Caesar took Harry & Carol’s hand and let them lead him inside. The enclosure had a large tree in the middle and lots of toys for the primates. Caesar saw all of the climbing toys to play with.
“Go play,” Harry said.
Caesar held his hand out in a supplicating gesture. Harry ran his hand over Caesar’s. Caesar ran in to play.
“Has he ever been around other chimps?” Landon asked.
“No,” Harry said.
“Well we’ve dealt with that before. He may be skittish at first. But he will fit in,” Landon said. “Let’s go get some paperwork done.”
Harry closed the door. Caesar noticed pretty darn quick. Caesar came up and ran into the thick glass. Harry started signing to Caesar.
“You will have to stay here for a short time. Police don’t allow violence. Stay here short time. If things get bad I can break you free. Sky window behind you up top easy to break through,” Harry signed.
Signing was harder for Caesar to understand than just speaking to him. But the glass rather prevented that. Harry used his aura to send calming feelings to Caesar.
“Caesar understand,” Caesar signed back.
“I will be watching you. We love Caesar,” Harry signed.
Carol had learned enough sign language to know what that meant. She also signed that she loved Caesar.
“Caesar love Will and Carol,” Caesar signed back.
Harry wanted to break down some walls and get Caesar out. He could do it. It would be child’s play to manipulate some officials using his powers. He probably wouldn’t even need his powers. Money would do the job for him. But Harry’s instincts were telling him Caesar needed to go through this. It was a growing opportunity. Aristotle backed these feelings up. That didn’t mean Harry didn’t keep an eye on Caesar.
When Harry’s sensors showed him that John Landon’s son, Dodge Landon, was none other than Draco Malfoy’s counterpart in this reality Harry had the urge to do some good old fashioned smiting.
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“Hey, come over here,” Dodge called to lure Caesar into one of the long crawl spaces into a cage in the back of the play area. Dodge stood in one of the cages with an open door. “Down here,” Dodge said. When Caesar jumped down Dodge closed the door and then closed the door Caesar had just jumped through. “Hu hu hu,” Dodge mocked Caesar. “Stupid monkey.”
The other chimps started making a ruckus which startled Caesar. They banged on the cages on each side of Caesar. One of them banged its head on the cage. Harry sent calming feelings to Caesar when this happened. It was a long night for Caesar.
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Harry entered the elevator where Jacobs was riding. Harry didn’t need to do this. But again his instincts were driving him to make things interesting.
“Will,” Jacobs greeted.
“Steven,” Harry said. “I’d like a word with you.”
“Of course. I have a meeting. So if we could make it fast,” Jacobs said.
“The ALZ-112 works,” Harry said.
“That drug won’t get approved after what happened,” Jacobs said. “It’s dangerous and it doesn’t work.”
“It works because I have been testing it on my father for the last five years,” Harry said.
Harry left the elevator after that statement. Jacobs followed him just like Harry knew the man would.
“You’ve done what?” Jacobs asked.
“ALZ-112 beat the disease just as predicted. There was no aggression shown at all which leads me to believe Bright Eyes was just being defensive,” Harry said. “My father’s immune system is fighting off the delivery virus. I believe I have a virus strain that will be aggressive enough to work despite his immune system.”
“Let me ask you this. You’ve been doing it for so long on your own. Why did you suddenly decide you wanted to tell me about this now?” Jacobs asked.
“The truth is the virus strain we used for delivery before was mild compared to this new virus strain,” Harry admitted. “I’m not about to test the new strain on my father unless I get really desperate.”
“Well you have my approval. Even with a five year life extension for Alzheimer’s patients you have made a real break-through in the field. Alzheimers has been like a death sentence to those affected by it,” Jacobs said.
Harry decided to throw Jacobs some more.
“You should know. My father didn’t just recover. His memory and cognitive function actually improved beyond what it was before the disease,” Harry explained.
“You’ve already sold me. You have whatever you need,” Jacobs said.
“Thank you,” Harry replied.
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