Tarzan, Lord of the Jungle (A Revised Version) By Chip Masterson

This site has mostly host my work and my cybermatches, roleplaying as the jungle champion, Tarzan. But, from now on it also host fan fiction I have come across in my years of scouring the internet and different mailing groups in search of Tarzan fan fiction in line with my tastes. Some are quite easy to find, however, others are slowly disappearing on the web and I feel obliged to preserve them by making them again available for everyone to read and appreciate.

Again, these brilliant works of fan fiction are NOT my work but of someone else's intricate imagination. I have tremendous enjoyment in reading them and I hope someday their authors will dish more Tarzan fan fiction for us to consume.

P.S. If you are the author of the fan fiction and you do not want it to be shown here just notify me (therocktarzan@yahoo.com) and I will remove it.

One such fan fiction is Tarzan, Lord of the Jungle (A Revised Version) by Chip Masterson. There are actually two versions of this a hot, and a hot and gory one. I prefer the latter because tend to be inclined to read Tarzan against a brutal and very powerful opponent. Enjoy!

Tarzan vs Man Beast (therocktarzan vs dsquashu1)

 

Tarzan: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHHHAAAHHHH!!! Tarzan bellowed as he pumped his proud pectorals. Making his way on the ring of the jungle, the mighty Tarzan's hard muscles bounced. Some challenger called the Man Beast (6'4 "  269lbs) has issued to fight him. The crowd grew silent in awe as they watch thier champ walk confidently and entered the ring. Tarzan did a double biceps pose showing his 6'3" 240lbs 50c/34w/20biceps/28quads musculature for everyone to relish and savour. "Where is this Man Beast?" Tarzan asked "Is he scared of the mighty Tarzan? Haha!" the jungle hunk finished

Man Beast: Everyone hears an elepant roar---the turn and see me riding on top of theis mamoth grey beast---its fucken trunk in the air and mouth open as it lets out another elephant roar---i am fucken sitting on top of it. Flexing and bouncing my mighty pecs---i have in my hand a dress---start waving it as I enter the clearing---I shout---this is for Tarzan Queen of the Jungle---gonna have him fucken wearing it when I beat his wild ass---with that I dismount from the elephant and make my way to the ring---hairy, muscular and pumped---I am only wearing a skimpy thong made of leopard fur

Tarzan: Tarzan is unfazed by your threats. Many men have hurled insults and threats to the jungle hunk but none had succeeded. They all went home defeated and humiliated at the magnificence of Tarzan. It will be the same for you Man Beast! Tarzan will demolish you and humiliate you. Make no mistake. The two of you face off on the center of the ring, man-to-man. Tarzan's muscles are flexed and ready to counter any move you could muster. Your see his broad chest and six-pack abs, the wide strong shoulders and tapered lean waist, the thick thighs and muscled calves.

Tarzan vs the Warlord (therocktarzan vs privatecrusher)

Tarzan: Tarzan (6'3" 240lbs 50c/34w/20biceps/28quads) faced you in the middle of the jungle clearing as your message have indicated. The two stare at each other as the wind blew in the grassland. "Who are you and why have you challenged me?" Tarzan asked

The Warlord: "I'm Warlord (6'2, 250lbs, 49c/36w/22biceps/29quads)!!, conqueror of seven tribes!!   No white man such as you has any claim in this land.  I will crush you."  The sun shines down, glinting off the solid ebony muscle of the Warlord as he stares in your eyes.

Tarzan: "Then you will suffer Tarzan's might as so many of the other warriors." Tarzan uttered as he started the combat. He charged at you like a lion head-on and tackled you to the ground. The two of you stumbled to the ground and Tarzan manuevered himself to straddle you: sitting on your chest and pinning your arms with his shins. He started punching your face. PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!

Tarzan: ARGHHH!!!! Tarzan knew he must escape the hammerlock before you twist them too much and render them useless. He used the elbow of his free arm to strike your eyes and chin. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The blows dazed you Tarzan managed to manuever himself out of your hammerlock. You're a grappler, Tarzan estimated your abilities and he knows he must counter it. He will fight you like a boxer. Tazan nimbly stood up as you do too. In lightning speed, the jungle hunk charged again with straight punch in your solar plexus! PUNCH!!!!