J Weichsel - Ebu Gogo

Deep within a rainforest on the Indonesian island of Flores, two American college students, Martin and Amber, made their way in silence. It was hot and humid, and the jungle floor was dense with vegetation, making the going difficult. They were searching for creatures called ebu gogo, which neither of them actually believed existed.

Amber suddenly stopped. She leaned her back against the trunk of a tree, gave Martin a seductive look, and said, Just think. Here you are, out in the middle of a wild jungle, with no sign of civilization anywhere, all alone with four other women. Well? Hasnt it given you any ideas?

Martin was aware of how handsome he was, with his fit build, sturdy shoulders, and jutting jaw, but he had always been uncomfortable around the opposite sex. He was stricken with a debilitating shyness that made it impossible for him to communicate with women.

The blood rushed to Martins head and he began to breathe heavily. The big-breasted redhead was making him nervous the way she leaned against that tree, sticking her chest out at him, and he just wanted it to stop. He stammered a few times and finally mustered up the ability to say, Of course not. We are interns, and as colleagues and peers it is important that we maintain a level of professionalism towards each other.

Thats very mature of you, she said wryly as she removed her back from the tree.

Thank you, Martin said, hoping the beautiful redhead was finished with her flirting.

They walked in silence for some time more and then Amber said, What do you think of Linda?

He answered, Linda is a capable and competent cryptozoologist, and I feel that I am in good hands as a member of her expedition.

Well yes, she replied cleverly, but do you think she is pretty?

Martin choked up. The fact was that he did think Linda was pretty. True, at thirty-eight she was eighteen years his senior, but she still had the glow of youth about her. But Martin was much too shy to admit this so he said, I havent really thought about it.

Martin wondered what his problem was. On the one hand, his heart was beating wildly and he wanted to grab Amber, throw her to the jungle floor, and climb on top of her, but on the other hand, he was paralyzed with fear. The worst part about it for Martin was that he wasnt quite sure what, exactly, he was afraid of. Was it the sex act itself that scared him, or was he afraid of something buried deep within himself which being with a woman might unearth?

Martin hated the fight or flight mode women always put him in. His entire life, he had always chosen flight. But then he suddenly wondered what would happen if this time he chose fight?

After all, Amber had been flirting with him, hadnt she? Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say she was toying with him. She knew he was afraid of her, and was having fun at his expense. But then again, did her motive really matter? Her flirtation was an invitation to act, whether it was made in sincerity or jest.

But before Martin could act, before he could even make up his mind to act, from all around them came a high-pitched cry: Yeyeyeyeyeyeye!!!!!

Martin, secretly grateful for the interruption, looked around in fright and said, What was that?

Amber, also frightened by the call said, I dont know.

But before they could move, a group of very short bipedal creatures ran out from the jungle on all sides and surrounded them. The bipeds held stone-tipped spears, ready to throw them overhand at Martin and Amber like an Olympian throws a javelin.

Martin and Amber both looked at the bipeds in shock. All were between three and four feet in height, and they were covered in orange fur. All were female, and all were naked except for decorative feathers and beads. They had primitive looking faces with no chins, fat-lipped mouths, broad noses, and backwards sloping foreheads. But their most prominent feature was certainly their breasts, which were enormous and hung straight down past their hips, some hanging all the way to their knees. Martin stammered and then said, I dont believe it. Weve discovered the ebu gogo.

Another ebu gogo came out of the jungle, riding on the back of a five-foot-tall elephant. She was followed by many more ebu gogo that were on foot, all carrying stone-tipped spears.

She rode her miniature elephant right up to Martin and Amber, and her enormous breasts hanging on both sides of the elephant swung back and forth with the motion of the beast like an extra pair of elephant ears. This ebu gogo was decorated more ornately than the rest, with many more colored feathers and beads. Sitting on the back of her elephant, she was slightly above eye level with Martin and Amber. She said, Bahn. And then when the two made no movement she repeated herself louder and more forcefully, Bahn!

Amber said to Martin, What does she want?

Martin said, I think she wants us to go with her.

Should we?

Martin did not know how to answer. They were surrounded by little creatures with spears, and he didnt see any way they could escape.

The one on the elephant said, Doh tahr shaks.

Then, six ebu gogo threw their spears at once so that they just missed the two interns and struck the ground next to them, pierced the dirt, and remained lodged there at acute angles. The meaning was clear.

Martin said, I dont think we have a choice. I mean, they are very small, but there are a lot of them. I wouldnt want to be hit by one of those spears, let alone a whole bunch of them.

The one on the elephant said something and then the creatures surrounded Martin and Amber and prodded them with their spears. The two walked in the direction the ebu gogo wanted them to, as the ebu gogo continued to prod them along.

As they went, Martin made many observations about the ebu gogo. He noted that they lifted their knees high off the ground with each step as they walked, so that when their feet were fully lifted off the ground their thighs were at a right angle with their torsos.

Martin could not help but notice the sexual attributes of the ebu gogo. All were female, and despite their diminutive stature, all had nice, round hips and huge breasts that hung at least to their hips if not lower, that swung back and forth like pendulums as they walked. It was the first time in his life that he had ever looked at a living being the way a man is supposed to look at a woman. Even Amber wasnt terribly attractive to him. He had only considered making a move on her because his pride had been hurt by her teasing. He wondered why he had never looked at a human woman the way he was looking at these nonhuman ones. Then it hit him. It was their fur that he found attractive.

But then he shook himself out of it. They were animals. How could he think that about them? He decided that it must have been a mistake on his part, that he hadnt really meant what he thought, but that he was just in panic mode from the situation he was in and panic was causing his mind to do strange things.

The ebu gogo brought Martin and Amber to a cave. Having no other choice, they entered the cave with the creatures.

Somewhere in Silver Lake, a hip and trendy neighborhood on the east side of Los Angeles, a taxi stopped in front of an open space on a street lined with Spanish palms, and Lewis Dare, a tall, muscular man of sixty, dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and slacks, jumped out, ran up to a small house, and knocked frantically on the door. It was the sunny, tranquil kind of day Los Angeles is known for.

The door opened and Clare, a slim, beautiful, nineteen-year-old natural blonde, blinked her eyes in the sun, smiled brightly upon seeing Lewis standing in the doorway, and said, Dad! Oh my God!!! I thought you were in New York!!!