GORILLA WOMAN — The Palm Grove Awakens

FADE IN:
EXT. KINGDOM OF NGORÉ — DAY

A vast rainforest stretches toward the horizon. The River of Chains glitters under the sun. Drums echo from distant villages. Ships with foreign sails anchor near the coast — the first signs of intrusion.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
In the year 1400, when the Kingdom of Ngoré ruled the heart of Central Africa, a legend walked barefoot upon the earth — a woman of forty gorillas’ strength, born of pride and palm oil.

EXT. PALM GROVE OF KUMBA — DUSK
N’KIRA, a humble villager, gathers palm fruit. Her hands glisten with palm oil. She hums softly, unaware of the world’s danger.

N’KIRA (softly)
The grove whispers again… the spirits stir.
The 20 year old woman with a slender ebony body kneels, rubbing oil onto her arms, legs, chest, and feet. The air trembles. Her muscles surge. Her eyes blaze gold.

TRANSFORMATION SEQUENCE
The jungle roars. Gorillas beat their chests in the distance. The humble woman becomes GORILLA WOMAN — towering, voluptuous with gleaming dark ebony skin, muscular, clad in a flimsy black gorilla skin top…thin black gorilla skin skirt that ends above her knees… copper bangles on her wrists, her beauteous face framed by short glossy black dreadlocks

GORILLA WOMAN (booming)
I am the daughter of the grove! My chest is iron, my skull is stone — strike if you dare!
Her giant gleaming dark ebony breasts bobbing sexily under her tight black gorilla skin top…the buxom African strongwoman sprinted off into the jungle to confront the danger she sensed.
EXT. RIVER OF CHAINS — NIGHT
Slave traders march captives toward the coast. CAPTAIN ADRIEN VOSS, French slave merchant, pale and calculating, oversees the line. Beside him, CHIEF M’BAKU, indigenous slave trader, fierce and proud, counts his profits.

VOSS
The jungle trembles tonight.
M’BAKU
It is her. The beast-woman. She thinks she can stop the trade.

VOSS (smirking)
Then let her try.

EXT. RIVERBANK — MOMENTS LATER
Gorilla Woman bursts from the trees, roaring. The muscles of her gleaming ebony voluptuous body framed by her flimsy gorilla skin top and tiny gorilla skin skirt. The slave traders and their thugs move to stop her from freeing the slaves they captured from villages further inland.

GORILLA WOMAN
Your maps mean nothing here! This land knows me, not you!

Her giant gleaming dark ebony breasts heave as she hurls a soldier into the river before she can fire his musket.

Gorilla Woman crushes a native thug’s spear in her bare hands. Her fists and bare calloused gleaming dark ebony feet with short gleaming toenails send several European and indigenous thugs flying through the air and sprawling along the crowd…the captive slaves hopeful she will free them
Her arrogance shines — she laughs as they retreat.

GORILLA WOMAN (boastful)
I crush trees for practice! You will be my warm-up!

But M’BAKU steps forward, calm and cunning.

M’BAKU
Your strength is great… but your pride blinds you.

He signals his warriors. Dream powder…a fine dust…blown from hollow gourds fills the air…as Gorilla Woman charges…her giant gleaming dark ebony breasts bobbing sexily under her thin tight black gorilla skin top…her gleaming dark ebony muscular arms and gleaming dark ebony legs moving in tandem.
Voss hurls a jar which shatters at the big breasted African giantess’ bare calloused gleaming dark ebony feet and pungent vapors swirl around her.

GORILLA WOMAN (coughing)
Smoke? You think smoke can fell me?
The big breasted African giantess’ massive bust heaves as she inhales a copious amount of the dream powder
GORILLA WOMAN
My great breasts…become heavy…My great areolas…My great nipples…become hard… I feel…strange
She staggers…on the balls of her bare calloused gleaming dark ebony bare feet.
A blow from a native club lands on her head.
GORILLA WOMAN
Aaaaaaaaaaargh

A European thug drives the butt of his musket into her giant firm gleaming dark ebony breasts.

GORILLA WOMAN
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh
Her knees buckle.

GORILLA WOMAN (weakly)
I… was arrogant again…

She collapses on her back to the ground, her muscular gleaming dark ebony arms and gleaming dark ebony legs flailing in the air.
Voss takes no chances as he approaches the big breasted African giantess…pouring pale blue liquid from a bottle into a thick cloth.

VOSS
Since you are so interested in the slave trade, you must experience it first hand big breasted African fool!
He clamps the cloth firmly over Gorilla Woman’s nose and mouth…while pulling down her tiny tight black gorilla skin top…exposing her giant gleaming dark ebony breasts…rubbing her wide glossy black areolas and pinching and rotating her huge puffy glossy black nipples.
GORILLA WOMAN
My giant breasts…My great areolas…My great nipples…are becoming warm…too warm…You are enslaving them…I cannot resist…Strength of 40 gorillas…fading…I am becoming…weak…tired… Oooohhhrrr… my chest… too heavy… I give in…”
The slaves looked on with horror at the big breasted African giantess struggled helplessly on her back on the ground…until her muscular gleaming dark ebony arms fell limp past her head. Her eyes rolled up…her gleaming muscular dark ebony legs spread wide open below her thick curvy waist…her bare calloused gleaming dark ebony feet rested on the ground on their heels…wide spaces between her toes with short gleaming toenails as she succumbed to unconsciousness for the first time.
The drums went silent.

EXT. FORT OF IRON SMOKE — NIGHT
Gorilla Woman lies chained, surrounded by captors. Voss studies her like a specimen.
Her naked giant dark gleaming ebony breasts…wide hard glossy black areolas and huge puffy hard and erect glossy black nipples…toned glossy black abdomen on full display. Her hands and bare calloused feet chained.
VOSS
Forty gorillas’ strength… yet felled by pride and powder.

M’BAKU
She will rise again. She always does.

VOSS (coldly)
Then we’ll be ready.
They leave Gorilla Woman…topless, chained and unconscious in her cell.

EXT. PALM GROVE OF KUMBA — DAWN
N’Kira awakens, weak and human once more. She touches the earth, humbled.

N’KIRA (softly)
My strength is mighty… but my spirit must learn.
When they strike me down, I will sleep deeply — and rise again.

The drums resume. The jungle breathes. The legend continues.

End