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"Dispatch we need backup! NOW!!" The voice was cracking with panic and despair. The police officer's eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing. Life in this city was weird with all the heroes and villains running around, sure, but he had never seen anything like this before.

Well, not just seen. The harsh impact of the giant foot hitting the street made him... and his patrol car... bounce into the air. The percussive rhythm of the giant squirrel's strides was causing the buildings to crack and the street was being equally destroyed. It was hard to judge the mammal's height but if the officer had to guess he'd put the guy at nearly fifty meters... give or take a few. He had the normal colored fur and patterns of any other squirrel, his immense size being the only odd thing about him. Thankfully the obvious male had enough decency to obtain clothing enough to cover his modesty. The loose black shorts ruffled in the breeze his movements generated, the upper body left bare. There was nothing the normal-sized cop could do but call for back-up - even though he was sure there wasn't anything they would be able to do either.

With the call made, the cop's training took over and he set himself to the task of rescuing as many people as possible. The wolf let out a rough sigh, getting rid of his fear and burying it under his sense of duty. He pulled his service pistol and took off towards a nearby building. Through the large double glass doors, he saw people rushing to the door to get out, which would only put them in danger of getting crushed by the mammoth male stomping through the streets. He waved his hands back and forth at them, "NO! STOP!

Slamming into the thick glass doors, he grabbed the handles and shook his head from side to side in quick motions. "It's not safe! Stay inside for now!"

The people on the other side of the glass - business men and women it looked like - were even more frightened than he himself was. Another thump on the street, nearly knocks the cop off his feet as he held the doors closed. He didn't know what else to do in this moment, but looking over his shoulder gave him a rush of relief - at least somewhat. Flying through the air and towards the chaos were a group of superheroes that called this city home. "Oh, thank god."

Leading the charge as usual, was the hero known as Tiger Bomb. The feline was still clearly tangible as a living being, but his body was entirely composed of strange radiation that he was able to control in various ways. Right now, he was releasing small bursts from his feet in order to facilitate his flight. He was the first one to land, with the others landing on the broken street and assessing the situation.

"Wow... he's big boy." Tiger Bomb spoke with an unmistakable Russian accent. His emissive eyes scanned the large body, looking for any obvious weakness. "Dogborg, what you see in him?"

Behind the wispy feline was a more solid, but mismatched, sort of coyote, Dogborg. His left eye possessed an ocular implant that allowed him a variety of scanning technology. Thermal imaging, x-rays, even ultraviolet light wasn't out of his range.

Dogborg too, looked over the giant mammal from head to toe. "There's nothing special about him. No implants... no magic... no other creatures inside him. His physiology is normal... he's just huge."

"That's good news," a boa constrictor spoke up, spitting on the ground beside him. "That means I can just knock him in the nuts and end this quick."

"That would cause more damage than we're prepared to sustain," a hornet replied, smirking at the snake. "As hilarious as it would be to see you do that again."

"Yes, yes, very funny," Tiger Bomb turned to face his group of heroes. "Commander Titanium and Master Spectre will get people out buildings to safety. GO!"

The snake flexed an unseen muscle and his scales hardened and took a very metallic sheen. He nodded, "Consider it down," He looked towards an orca who smiled at him, "You ready to save the day, Spectre?" They rush off to begin the work of locating and saving any civilian they found nearby.

"Dogborg, you must warn people away from this fight. Keep communications open and put shots on great squirrel once Tempest and I engage. Yes?" The glowing tiger waited patiently, even though he already knew his team would be behind him.

The cybernetic coyote saluted the radioactive feline, "Yes sir."

Tempest, the hornet, was looking up at the macro male. "I don't know if we're going to be able to take him down without adding to the damage he's caused already. Are you sure you want to engage him?"

"If we leave now, city is doomed. We must win. Follow my lead, Tempest." Tiger Bomb leapt in the air and took off on a stream of golden radiation.

Whereas Tempest simply lifted off the ground, carried by a sudden updraft of air. The clouds overhead darkened and pulled along with the hornet, as if he were physically dragging them behind him. "Always, sir."

Across the city, far from the fight currently taking place but no less invested in it, was Armaseth. He was relaxing, watching some silly slasher movie on cable, but when it was interrupted by a breaking news report, he became completely engrossed. The on- site reporter was on the same street as the action, but luckily away enough from it so he wasn't in immediate danger. The wolf looked frightened as he spoke words that Armaseth wasn't hearing, the tyrannosaurus' focus was stolen by the giant squirrel in the background stomping through downtown. Seeing the giant anthro squirrel destroying the city didn't scare the Obsidian King - it excited him.

There were other heroes already fighting the goliath mammal, but they didn't seem to be having very much luck, the squirrel even grabbing what looked like a tiger made of fire and throwing him to the ground and stomping on him. Seth stood up after seeing this, still excited, but now furious that the squirrel might have killed a man who was trying to do right. He felt that savage and righteous rage boiling up in his blood, that was, until he heard that familiar voice in his head.

They're ready.

"Ready? Are you sure?" Seth had given the statement a deep thought while he watched the massive squirrel smashing into the city's downtown area. He had begun training the team physically months ago and most showed very nice progress only weeks after starting. Now they seemed very capable in there training fights and exercises... but this? This would be the first REAL test with REAL consequences. "Well, I can't keep training them forever. This is what I wanted to do from the start."

It is. And we believe it to be the exact right time to make ourselves known. Not just to the public, but ourselves too. The team needs to see you as a leader, not just their master.

"Hmmm... good point," Armaseth stood up, with the nanites in his body, creating a costume designed by him and Trihexa. The innermost layer of the costume is designed to allow freedom of movement and functions to control his body temperature. It is a thin but strong fabric that cradles and traces every curve of the larger tyrannosaurus' body. The fabric was also a black that matched the coloring of his scales. Over this thin body suit was a jacket that seemed flimsy and flapped in the breeze was composed of light but dense material designed to stop bullets and knives, providing him further protection. This jacket had straps that looped around his body and allowed Armaseth a discreet way of hiding the creation of whatever weapons he might need during conflicts. Even the boots that were created around his feet had additional purposes. The material not only muffled his thunderous footsteps, but connected with his nervous system and allowed him to maintain his superior balance and agility even while running at full speed.

"Tell them to suit up."

Already done.

Armaseth just grinned as he ran through the luxurious mansion he now is in control of. Every day the mansion seemed to get bigger and better, serving all of his purposes from living a comfortable life, to training his new team of vigilantes, to indulging in all of his sexual fantasies. This was truly a great life he was making not only for himself, but all those within these walls. And now was the first time that he would make the outside world a bit better by helping take down the criminal currently wrecking up downtown. He arrived in the training room where the others had been gathered and saw them all dressed in similar clothing to what he himself was wearing. But instead of white accents they had different colors.

Queen had silver accents, with the giganotosaurus not appreciating the color, but he knew better than to argue at this point. The first of the acquired Bishops and Rooks have blue and red accents respectfully, and the future Knights would have dark yellow accents. While the multicolored pawns all had brown accents in their costumes. The team looked nothing if not professional. The raptors all seemed eager to get going and succeed in their first real mission, while the others all seemed a bit grumpy, but Seth knew they'd fall in line once on the field.

"Let's go."

All eight of the raptors flanked the larger men on either side and in a flash of light, all the men vanished from the luxurious mansion and arrived on the downtown street, guided there by Trihexa's precision. Instantly they heard screaming and the sounds of battle as the other superheroes trying in vain to stop the giant mammal. Seth peeked around the building and saw the giant man swat another hero out of the air. That hero came flying in their direction and would've hit the brick building in front of them, but the pterodactyl rushed in and created a cushion of air between the flying hero and the building, softening his impact tremendously. The hornet landed on the alley floor, unconscious but alive.

Seth looked at Rook 1, "Good work. Pawns," the raptors stood at attention, "we need to get this giant man out of the city. Can you do that?"

Emerald peeked out from the alley and up to the massive mammal, "I don't know. That's a lot of mass to move." He came back into the alley, "Maybe if we all climb up on him at once, we can teleport him."

"Try it. Bishop. Rook. Queen. We're on civilian duty for now. GO!"

With the roles defined, the team broke into a run out of the alley and into the view of the civilians still trapped in buildings, the cops still trying to regain control of the situation, and even the massive squirrel. The other heroes had all lost their fights because they didn't have what Armaseth's team has. Without saying a word, they all knew what to do and silently leapt into their various actions.

Queen rushed towards the police officer still holding the door closed on the panicked civilians inside. The cop screamed in fear, not knowing what to expect, but when his scream wasn't stopped by a sudden impact he looked up. He saw the tall muscular reptile reaching a hand towards him, gently pushing him out of the way, opening the doors, pushing him inside. The dinosaur placed a large hand on the doors, easily able to hold both doors closed with his one hand. He yelled to the people inside, "You'll be able to leave in a few moments. When the squirrel is gone help the other people and heroes."

The squirrel in question threw a punch towards the raptors that were teleporting all around him in an effort to get themselves into position. The colossal fist didn't connect with any of the nimble raptors, but did impact a building. Large chunks of mortar and bricks come flying off and falling down towards the streets. Rook was flying low over the streets, keeping an eye on the falling debris. He calculated the trajectory of the debris and saw that most would fall harmless on the unoccupied sidewalk. However, the largest chunk had a target - a target filled with children.

The school bus had been blocked by traffic and was unable to escape the sudden rush when the squirrel's attack started. Rook landed with the kids all trying to get his attention and ask for help. Without looking he reaches a hand up and takes hold of one of the children's hands. "I'll get you kids out. I promise!"

Next to the bus was a dark-colored Humvee with no one inside. He let go of the child's hand and took in a deep breath, deeper than any breath he'd taken before. The large volume of air was compressed in his lungs and when he cracked his snout, the air was forced out in forceful blast that knocked the Humvee out of the street and onto the empty sidewalk. With a quick flap backwards, Rook leapt over the school bus and landed on the other side. He planted his hands on the heavy bus and grunted. He pushed the school bus into the now clear space, having just enough time to use a blast of air to push him to the side before the large chunk of the building landed where he had been standing. Rook took only a moment to get a few good breaths and then looked up at the children with a smile, "You kids okay?"

"That was so cool!" a little male beaver shouted. "You saved us!" a female cheetah added.

"Thank you!" The bus driver, a large bear bellowed from the bus, relieved that he and his kids could finally get out of danger. Rook flew off when he saw the bus driver kicking open the door and starting to get the kids off. "I'll get them out of here."

Bishop dodged another of the giant's footfalls, rolling out of the way just in time to not be stepped on. The brachiosaur was really showing his agility despite his large size. He knew he wouldn't be able to use his ability to nullify the squirrel's power since he was already big - it would only lock him in that huge state. So, he had to be smarter as he dodged attacks and grabbed civilians off the street and ran them to safety. He set a man down onto his formerly designer shoes and nodded towards an intersection filled with cops waving him over, "You can make it the rest of the way."

The scared rabbit nodded and didn't care about his dusty and dirty tailor-made suit, he knew how lucky he was to have made it out with his life. Seeing that the rabbit made it to the cops, Bishop turned and rushed back into danger, this time picking up one of the unconscious superheroes. The large orca hefted over his shoulder with another hero being grabbed by his other arm and some nanite tentacles. Hefting a snake of some kind over his other shoulder, Bishop took off towards the cops again. In a few bounds he made it there, a very thin layer of sweat coating his brow.

"You should rest man," one of the cops suggested.

Bishop chuckled and shook his head. "Don't need one. I'm feeling great!" The brachiosaur smiled and turned on his heels, rushing off again to rescue whoever he can get his hands on, his body not feeling tired at all, and, in fact, seemed to be buzzing with energy. His heart pumped fresh blood and oxygen, his muscles flexing and tightening, his bones taking the harsh bounding runs easily. He felt only a drive to keep going, even without adrenaline, he wasn't tired at all and continued rushing in and out of danger with the relentlessness of a machine.

With the others taking care of the civilians, the raptors were free to focus on getting themselves into place. The task seemed simple enough, but the squirrel was making it difficult for them. Two raptors had grabbed onto his calves and were using his fur as ropes to hold on to him. Two more raptors had secured places on his hips, the grey shorts the giant hand on gave them and even better way to keep a hold of him. The next two raptors grabbed the fur on the backside of his upper arms, making them harder for him to remove. The last two raptors were the distraction, teleporting around his face and head to keep his focus on them. But as soon as the other six were in place they made their move too. One teleported to his back, grabbing onto his fur as the eighth raptor landed on his chest and grabbed his fur there.

All the smaller males activated their powers, eight flashes of light merged into one large flash of light. There was a sound too - like when you let the air out of an overfilled balloon. The space the squirrel's body had taken up was vacated and the air rushed to refill the space to maintain equilibrium. The scene instantly calmed down and Armaseth gave the silent command, four of the raptors returning to grab the other team members and then they too disappeared.

On the outskirts of the city in a far less populated area, the giant squirrel was pissed that his rampage had been interrupted. His voice boomed over them all, "You bastards! I'll kill all of you!"

The giant tried to stomp the team but they either moved or teleported away. Armaseth, however, didn't move. And when the large foot came up, he grinned, using his own powers the tyrannosaur's body quickly grew in size. The nanites creating material to help the costume grow with their master's body. The larger tyrannosaurus caught the incoming foot and pushed it up, forcing the giant backwards. The squirrel tried to catch himself, but there was nothing to grab onto in this rural landscape causing him to fall. Landing on his butt, the squirrel let out a pained howl as he sat on his tail, but that pain was almost instantly forgotten when he saw a male of equal height staring at him. But then the dinosaur kept growing until he was standing as tall as the squirrel had been.

"What the... how..." The mammal had no explanation for this. He had been the only one that was able to do this, until now.

"Stand down." Armaseth would have joked and been sarcastic in a normal situation, but this was not the time. He knew they could still be seen by those in the city and he wanted to be seen as a stern leader. The rest of his team also needed to appear and remain professional. "You won't win."

The squirrel stood up, eyeing the now giant dinosaur. The other little dinosaurs were still around, but they seemed to be hanging back as if this one was all that needed to take him down. Rage filled him up again. His face ran red with angry blood. "Fuck you! You can't talk to me like that just because you can grow too!"

The angry squirrel rushed forward and threw a solid punch, with a good stance. Armaseth knew that this man had had some kind of training, but he wasn't sure what kind. But he had training too. The dark dinosaur dropped into a low stance with his left arm up to protect his face while his right hand shot forward into a palm strike that connected into the mammal's stomach.

"GUH!"

The strike was followed by a swift grab to the squirrel's shoulder and the palm became a pivot point. Armaseth pulled his left arm down and flipped the giant squirrel onto his back, the solid impact knocking the other team members to the ground as the earth shook beneath them. The conflict between these titans would certainly be one worth watching - but maybe from a safer distance. The raptors grabbed Queen, Bishop, and Rook and teleported a few yards away. They were still close enough to watch the fight and intervene if necessary, but far enough away that they wouldn't get harmed by the fight itself.

Choosing not to capitalize on his prone opponent, Armaseth stood up slowly and turned to face the giant squirrel. The mammal had been caught off guard by the flip, caught the breath that had been forced from his lungs on impact. He rolled to his hands and knees, looking up at the dark dinosaur. His eyes were burning with anger, the furry fists clenched so tightly that Armaseth could hear the popping of knuckles. He smirked at this, "Come on, slow poke, get back to your feet. I didn't hurt you that bad."

The reaction was what he had expected, the male squirrel grunted as he lunged again. The attack was fully telegraphed and Armaseth reacted quickly. Once again, he threw an arm and hand up, but this time planted it firmly into the furry chest. This stopped the mammal in his tracks, a second later Armaseth had turned completely to his other side having thrown and connected a heavy punch into the furry stomach. "UGH!!"

For the team, the hard impacts could be felt through their feet as the battle between the colossuses raged. Though it wasn't really a battle as it seemed the squirrel was entirely outmatched.

"Have you had enough, Secret Squirrel?" Armaseth asked, smirking at his own insulting jab.

"Fuck you! You're just like the rest of them!" The squirrel screamed and grunted, as if barely containing his anger... or maybe trying to reign in his fury to better control his actions. "I was a nobody that everyone ignored! But they can't ignore me now!"

"Really?! You're throwing a tantrum because no one wants to sit with you at the lunch table?!"

The squirrel screams in frustration, "DON'T PATRONIZE ME!" The giant male rushed forward again, grabbing the scaled shoulders in a wrestler's grapple, digging up the landscape as the huge men pushed against each other. "They said they were going to help me, but they just made it worse!"

Armaseth grappled with his opponent physically, but mentally, he was analyzing everything that was said. Who's 'they'? Did whoever it was do this to him? And what did they do to him exactly?

"But attacking the city is something they can't sweep under the rug!" The squirrel threw a quick jab and connected with Armaseth's square jaw, knocking the dinosaur for a loop. "I'll make them see me! Then they'll have to fix me!"

A swift kick to the gut, made the gray scaled male stumble backward. This opening allowed the squirrel to rush forward and tackle his opponent to the ground. The abrupt attack caught Armaseth off guard, but what surprised him even more was the weight of the squirrel's bulge grinding against his crotch. It must be the adrenaline surging through the mammal's body that has him so - excited - Armaseth rationalized, trying to ignore the fact that his opponent was aroused. The squirrel threw another punch, oblivious to the fact that he was aroused while mounting his opponent. His body was warm and flooded with righteous fury and anger. Punch after punch connected to the dark dinosaur's face, not dealing as much damage as the mammal wanted to, but still causing blood to leak from the nostrils.

Now there was a new issue to consider. The sensation of the leaking blood, the scent and taste of it, made Armaseth lose focus on the fight. He still felt the body on top of him, still felt the punches stinging his jaw and face, but he also felt his own pants getting tighter by the second - and after every punch he took. The large muscular dinosaur brought his arm up and blocked another jab aimed at his face, bringing other hand up swiftly to connect with his own jab. The squirrel was knocked off onto his back again, his vision momentarily blurred by the hard punch.

"You look hungry, mister squirrel!" Armaseth stood up slowly, and as he did, his clothing disappeared into a mist of nanites. With his body completely exposed now, he felt the wind against his skin, the warm sun caressing his scales and he grinned. "But don't worry, I've got some nuts for you right here."

The words slipped into the squirrel's ears, but his mind was too fuzzy to comprehend their meaning. That changed as soon as the dinosaur straddled his face and dropped his ball sac directly onto his face. The squirrel made the mistake of opening his mouth to yell at his foe, but one of the large heavy nuts slipped into the hole.

"Ooooh... you couldn't wait to gobble those nuts, could you?" Armaseth teased the male, grinding his crotch against the seething face under him. The anger being shown to him only made the dinosaur laugh as he continued his grinding. "You think the people in the city can still see you? The one that was rampaging through and causing them to run in terror now on his back with my balls in his mouth?"

Armaseth felt the squirrel squirming under him, the furry hands pushing at whatever part of him they could get a hold of. The dinosaur remained right where he was though, but the humiliation wasn't done yet. The long, scaled tail suddenly slipped into the shorts the squirrel was wearing, making the furry body tense up and remain still in shock. One hard tug was all it took to remove those shorts and leave the giant furry male just as exposed as the one on top of him.

"There! Now, everyone can see how hard you are sucking on my balls, like the little bitch you are." Armaseth grinned wicked as he felt the jaws around his nut try to clamp down on his soft testicle, but it was fruitless as his tissue were far more fortified than normal. "You can't even hurt my balls? You are so pathetic! Stomping around the city because no one will acknowledge you?"

Pulling his hips back a bit, Armaseth aimed his penis at the still open maw and drove forward, forcing the thick shaft into the unwilling mouth. The squirrel grunted and choked as he was unprepared, but it only encouraged Armaseth to keep his cock lodged into the male's mouth. "Just because you have more power than others, that doesn't give you the right to bully anyone. And I know what you're thinking... aren't I bullying you right now?" The dinosaur looked down on the angry mammal with a wide toothy grin on his face, "And you're right. But I'm not out to hurt anyone. Just you."

Without taking his cock completely out of the warm and wet orifice, Armaseth pulled back then rammed forward harder. The forceful thrusts were a bit rough, but he didn't worry about that now. Some of the nanites that composed his throbbing penis grew out from the shaft and into the mammal's throat. The nanites were not on a conversion mission, but instead reinforced the fleshy trachea and the epiglottis so the giant male didn't choke to death. After this task was done, Armaseth didn't take it easy on the furry bully. His muscular hips lifting up until only the head of the dark penis was left inside and then the hips dropped down hard - assisted by gravity - and drove the meaty cock deep into the squirrel's throat. There was precum too, greasing the penetration and making each subsequent thrust of his even deeper into the reluctant throat. The humiliation the squirrel must be feeling was like eating a decadent cake to Armaseth - rich and fulfilling. The people in the city could still see them now and the dark dino turned to face the tall buildings, his eyes adjusting for him to see almost everyone in those buildings with camera phones out and filming the show. He offered them a wave and a smirk. "Seems everyone is watching me make you my bitch." Armaseth looked down on the fuming male, "They'll really enjoy watching me mount you then."

The statement was declared with such casualness - as if the brutish dinosaur was merely stating a fact. Each firm thrust of his cock down into that throat was met with lewd wet noises, muffled groans of anger, and the feeling of the wet tunnel twitching around his cock. The entire sensation was thoroughly enjoyable for the dark-scaled male, who finally pulled his cock free of the mouth he'd been assaulting. The squirrel was still trying to pull the massive male off his chest, but it was a fruitless task it seemed.

The squirrel turned his head and spit out all the viscous precum that he could cough up, "You're gonna pay for that, you bastard!"

With the dinosaur's weight still on him, the squirrel struggled under him to try to get back up to his feet. The thunderous impacts of his feet making the smaller males brace themselves against each other. Seeing their boss assault the squirrel was an arousing show made even hotter by the colossal size of both men, but still they remained on the sidelines until they were called upon to perform whatever action would help their leader. Right now, though, Armaseth seemed to be very much in control of things. Armaseth proved this by throwing a hard punch to the squirrel's face while keeping his arms pinned. The punch was calibrated to be forceful enough to render him dizzy for a few seconds but not knock him out.

Moving quickly to capitalize on his momentary window, Armaseth climbed off the mammal, rolled him over onto his stomach, and created a pair of dark handcuffs from his hands. He pulled the furry arms behind his prone foe's back and secured them with haste. "Now to give the people you were so ready to harm a really fun show."

Armaseth grabbed his cock and moaned as he began to stroke himself, the mix of saliva and precum making his pumping easy. He grinned as he began to spurt tiny blasts of precum, accompanied by tiny sparks of what an orgasm might feel like. The dark grey fluid splashed onto the rotund buttocks, making the fur shine in the bright daylight. The sight bringing an impossibly more lecherous grin to the hulking dinosaur. His large hands grabbed the meaty buttocks and squeezed them, delighting in the protests those squeezes created. "Oh yeah! You like that huh?"

"No, I don't, you bastard!" The squirrel shouted as he continued to try to break free of the cuffs. He tried to shift the size of his wrists, steam rising from his arms, but the cuffs merely mimicked his shifting size. "Screw you!"

"Oh, I intend to do just that! No need to beg for it." Armaseth said and pulled the furry cheeks apart, revealing the soft, innocent pink pucker that he was about to violate. He used his thumbs to position his cock at the entrance and with the dark gray pre lubing up the hole he pushed in. The reaction was instant, all the muscles in the squirrel's body tensed up and he grunted. The dinosaur held no empathy for this bully and so didn't take it easy on him. His hips drove his thick cock forward deep into the tight warm body. He pulled back slowly, keeping the tight pucker stretched open as long as possible, only to slam back in hard and fast, driving more than a few unwanted moans from the furry male.

"It never ceases to amaze me how the strongest of bullies are really the biggest of bitches." Armaseth leaned down over the furry body beneath him, his hips thrusting his cock hard and deep. He dragged his tongue over the struggling shoulder, neck, and even the furry cheek until he could look into the eyes of his foes. The eyes never lie and while he saw the anger still burning in the green orbs, there was also pleasure in them. The raw physical sensations of sex were something most men couldn't resist once the sex had started and this man was no exception. The scent of their bodies and sweat and precum mixed around them and created a haze that fueled the desire in both their bodies. Even though the squirrel didn't want this, his body couldn't resist what it was feeling.

"Damn you..." The squirrel glared at his attacker, but his expression faltered as a boiling wave of pleasure washed over him. The impacts against his ass were hard and fast, forcing his own hard cock to smash down into the ground underneath him. It hurt, but it didn't stop, the constantly percussion still getting to him and feeding his body the bliss that continued to push him towards a climax. "F... fuck..."

"It feels good doesn't it?" Armaseth ignored the grunting growls and continued, "feeling the power of a real man pounding your ass?"

The squirrel opened his mouth to say something, to retort in some negative way, but a hard thrust made the words tumble out in the form of a long moan, and hearing this made the squirrel turn away and hide his face from the dinosaur currently pounding him relentlessly. The feel of that strong throbbing cock punching his guts was infuriatingly persistent. He could smell the thick scent of the precum filling his bowels too, and it made him feel sick. However, his body was also responded to the pleasure he was getting despite that fact that he was being forced to do so. He even felt him begin to clench on the cock jabbing at his prostate like a battering ram.

"Dammit..." The ruthless beating of the heavy hips above him was making it very hard to concentrate on creating a plan to escape. The collisions resounded with wet slaps that smeared more of that slippery precum all over his backside, even while more leaked from his ass. The squirrel growled and grunted, not wanting to give his attacker the satisfaction of seeing - or hearing - him break. He would endure whatever this man did to him.

Armaseth drove his cock in like he really was intending to split the squirrel in half, there was no remorse or pity taken on this potential murderer. He gripped the shoulders in his hands and lifted the male up off the ground. Standing on his own feet, Armaseth began to bounce the squirrel on his large meaty macro cock, the throbbing rod pulsing deep inside the warm body. But doing this had another purpose, the squirrel was now facing the city - with his face on clear display. The pink cock was bouncing too, flopping about and slinging huge ropes of precum everywhere.

"Smile bitch, you're on Candid Camera."

"FUCK... YOU!" The squirrel screamed towards the city, unable to stop himself from moaning as the new angle of penetration made the cock in him strike his prostate harder. The increased pleasure was hard to ignore but he balled up his fists in an effort to do just that.

"Resist all you want, bitch," Armaseth said with a calm smirk, "they're gonna watch me pound an orgasm out of you."

The thrusts got even harder with the assistance of gravity. Armaseth was basically throwing the squirrel up with his arms, letting him fall and thrusting up at the same time. This brutal assault filled the area with the loud wet slapping sounds of good hot sex, the reluctant moans echoing through the hills as well. The dripping sexual fluids flooding the area beneath their colliding bodies. But none of that mattered, the only things that Armaseth was currently concerned with was making this male cum. He was a strong male to have resisted this long - maybe stronger than he had originally given him credit for. Each bouncing thrust he made into the furry foe made Armaseth moan himself, nipping the soft skin under that warm fur.

"I know that you're close." The whisper slipped into his foe's ears and sent the body shuddering and shivering. For Armaseth, it was a real power trip to force another man to orgasm against his will. He continued to bounce the grunting mammal on his thrusting cock, watching as the squirrel's cock flopped about chaotically. "I can feel it, but most importantly - you can feel it too."

Images of punching this smug reptile, of beating him into the dirt and humiliating him in even more imaginative ways are flashing across the criminal's mind. The squirrel wanted nothing more than to put the other man in his place, but there was literally nothing he could do to change what was happening. He felt his body betraying him reacting on the pleasure alone; clenching on the invading cock as if his body wanted to milk the cock inside him. He growled and shouted in futile frustration as the more thrusts he experienced the more sensitive his prostate felt and the more intense each subsequent explosion of pleasure was. He saw the people in the city still watching him get mounted like some needy whore and he felt his anger rising up even hotter than before. His teeth clenched as he tried to contain his growing fury, but when he was shaking and felt like he'd exploded - he lowered his gaze into a real moan.

"Good boy," Armaseth asserted as he delivers a particularly hard thrust into the tight furry ass, "Now cum for me, you filthy little bitch."

The words brought out a moan from the mammal, a sign that he was either accepting of his new position or so far gone in pleasure that he didn't even hear what was said to him. He clenched tightly on the thick powerful cock shoving its juicy girth into his body and pummeling his prostate. The persistent hammering had gotten to him and with one last harsh drop and thrust from the strong reptilian hips, the pleasure exploded into his body, pushing him over the edge. He shouted loudly, almost headbutting the dino as his head shot backwards to scream his triumph to the heavens. His large pink cock erupted like a horizontal geyser, gushing with thick ropes of heavy cum that covered the nearby area. Hills became awash with waves of hot cum that flattened trees and splashed against buildings like flood waters.

Armaseth was proud of the squirrel for making such a big mess, but he continued to thrust up into the climaxing male. The body around his cock was clenching like a vice on him now, with both men moaning hotly. It wasn't much longer until Armaseth too shouted loudly, arriving at his own climax that he pumped deep inside the mammal's body. He wanted the man to feel the weight of his cum inside him and know that he had been claimed by the stronger male. He pulled his cock out and dropped the squirrel onto the ground, aiming his cock and shooting a few large spurts of his cum onto the man's back and tail - claiming his outside as well as his insides.

"Yeah... that'll do. Now you're coming with me, bitch."

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Back at the mansion the team was lined up and standing proudly in a line. Each of the team members was stark naked, letting Armaseth have his eye candy as he walked up and down the line. He grinned as he saw that each team member also had a member of the mansion's staff in front of and behind them. The staff members were on their knees and using their tongues to rewards the team members for their heroic performance.

"I'm very proud of all of you. You all did you're jobs well and professionally." A sudden command from Armaseth made the staff members in front deep throat the team members making all the men moan loud, but they quickly regained their composure. "You saved a lot of lives today... even some fellow heroes."

More stifled moans were heard as the staff members behind the group shoved their tongue deeper into the team member's butts. "You all should be very proud of yourselves. And because of what happened today, you all can have an orgy. A no holds barred orgy."

The men all glanced at one another, sharing enthusiastic and lecherous grins. The room suddenly filled with the sounds of hot moans and wet slaps as bodies began to collide. Armaseth merely sat on his desk for a bit to enjoy the show. Four of the raptors all surrounded the brachiosaur and pulled him down, two of them shoved their cock into his mouth while the other two rammed into his ass. Staff members were included too and the pterodactyl was sandwiched between two hung men while another raptor rode the pterodactyl's cock. The three remaining raptor brothers all sucked each other off as more staff members fucked those raptors as well.

Armaseth grinned as he saw the giganotosaurus about to mount a smaller staff member, "Queen... come here."

Queen sighed heavily, knowing that his master just wanted to flex on him. He turned towards him and got onto his hands and knees, crawling over to him. With the dark tyrannosaur already naked there was no question what he wanted and Queen had no choice but to obey - not that he would refuse at this point. He pressed his face into the gray crotch, taking deep long sniffs of his master's balls. The earthy scent smelling as sweet as a rose to him, but it was even better when he tasted those heavy, leathery balls. His thick tongue dragged over the large orbs for a bit before moving up the long and hard shaft. The giganotosaurus opened his mouth wide and swallowed his master's cock without resistance and began to suck hard on his length.

"Mmmmmmmm... that feels amazing." Armaseth watched the much larger man pleasure his cock with his mouth and tongue. He felt such elation at the dominance he possessed, but relaxed his control over the giganotosaurus. This meant that he could stop anytime he wanted to, but he kept going. "You know you can stop right?"

Armaseth leaned back on his desk, watching the confused expression on the larger male's face. Queen stopped bobbing on the cock and held it in his mouth for a second, as if asking whether it was true or not. Finding that he had freedom to refuse he was tempted for a moment - but he eagerly went back to sucking the master's juicy cock. Armaseth created a riding crop in his hand and swatted the giganotosaurus' bubble butt hard, leaving a distinct red mark. "That's right you, big slut, it's all yours."

While you have your fun, we wanted to inform you, that the criminal was indeed picked up by the Super Criminal Acquisition and Research team.

"SCAR. You can just say SCAR."

SCAR then. They have technology that prevents him from deciphering his intended destination, but given their track records, I'm sure they will be able it.

"Good to know." Armaseth said and he joined in the chorus of moans and wet sex noises that were currently filling the room. His job was done and now he wanted to enjoy the rewards.

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