Kafka's 'Report To An Academy' And Its Ending

Ignoring the several (all equally convincing) claims to have found a 'code' to Franz Kafka's writing; to therefore read A Report To An Academy 'plain' -

Franz Kafka's 'A Report To An Academy' - the final sentences.  A Report To An Academy is a short prose-piece. What's interesting is Kafka's vivid description, right at the end and almost only in passing, of a horrific predicament albeit an imaginary anthropomorphic one.

An ape from the Gold Coast has been wounded, captured, and transported by steamship to the human world, and during its journey on the ship suffers an extraordinary stress-reaction: he has been tightly confined within a cage attached to the side of a crate, and cannot move - he has 'no way out'. Never before in the life of this ape has there been no way out - he could either leap to one side, back, or fight his way forward. Not this time. He begins to imitate the humans around his cage, wielding a pipe right down to the thumb pressing-down into the bowl, drinking alcohol from a bottle, and (a breakthrough) saying 'hello'. Once he's been handed over in the port of Hamburg, he quickly realizes that he has a choice between becoming a zoo animal or if he can pull it off, becoming a show on the music-hall stage. And that is where he is now - delivering a report to an academy, not an exceptional being, he recognizes that, he estimates that he has roughly attained the education of an average European man, nevertheless he is fairly satisfied that he has achieved what he wanted to achieve.

Then just before the end, Kafka writes this three-sentence coda. The ape, in passing, mentions the life of a wild animal should it not manage a metamorphosis. Kafka has his ape mention to the gentlemen of the academy that:

'When I come home late at night from banquets, from scientific societies, or from social gatherings in someone's home, a small half-trained female chimpanzee is waiting for me, and I take my pleasure with her the way apes do. During the day I don't want to see her, for she has in her gaze the madness of a bewildered trained animal. I'm the only one who recognizes that, and I cannot bear it.' 

This final coda does make a difference. It adds to the predicament a pressure. A pressure to metamorphose out of a horrific existence.