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Beautiful arrays of colors lit the sky as the setting sun crest itself upon the horizon. Gorgeous streaks of color filtered through the clouds in the sky to create what looked like a purely artistic rendition for one of the most beautiful times of the day. Ranging from the most intense to the coolest colors on the visible spectrum, the light instilled an atmosphere of calm and peace. Even through the dust of the ruined city surrounding the scape the natural ambiance helped keep an easy air in the still silence; all human life firmly packed away within two dinosaurs that turned to their own separate paths. Watching the giganotosaurus lumber on towards the intense vibrations of noise that a helicopter provided would be the last he was seen for the time being.

The carnotaurus which had helped partake in a deadly duet of personal fun instead raced off towards the sun filled sky of the west. He had taken it upon himself to chase after a bullet train which had hoped to make a quick escape. Ironically it was that same type of vehicle which had brought the particular dinosaur on his journey across several regions to partake in some personal joy, but a joy that was nothing more than part of a dinosaur's normal lifestyle.

Bounding after a nearly three-hundred mile per hour train caused him to lose focus on the arousal which he was spouting at the end of his most recent city rampage. In but a couple minutes, with stimuli lacking, blood receded from the member and the ability for it to stay raised was slowly lost. This however created a unique sight having never before been documented by humans yet was a chilling realization; dinosaurs were still fully capable of running even with the remnants of an arousal flopping between their legs as those in the back of the train were able to clearly see. This gave notion that perhaps the carnotaurus was likely quite accustomed to running through this act that would put an ordinary being in to submission. Casually the sensitive flesh retreated inside of its accompanying sheath. Remnants of debris combined with some humans were still left in the sheath regardless, most barely able to move after having been squeezed for several hours between two portions of flesh.

Humans were often quite short sighted when in a state of flighty panic. What the conductors perceived as being a noble effort to save a couple hundred lives would in the end cost thousands more. Tearing up the farmland much akin to earlier in the day for the carnotaurus, he pursued the train with unending tenacity. With the much greater speed that the dinosaur was traveling this time, however, much more damage was done to the landscape. Giant boulders of mud and dirt were torn out of the ground as his claws dug deep within the spongy sections of tilled earth. This sent flying hundreds of pounds of ground to scatter behind him and eventually rain back down upon the side roads or small farm houses and barns. An absolute disaster was being created for future food stores as a result. Not only that but each claw created a sizable crater in the ground that would, by human hands and machinery, still take considerable effort to repair.

However the carnotaurus was about to trample through what would be near impossible to replace. With the sun seemingly at a standstill its could be perceived as unmoving while the dinosaur ran towards the sunset. It brought the human populace in small farming community out of the happy twilight glow and in to a state of utter horror.

While the tracks of the train were merely along the outskirts of the village, the dinosaur moved behind it at a diagonal and behind, as if chasing actual prey. Covering nearly a quarter of the humble village in a shadow, the giant foot soon came crashing down in an instant immortalized in the hearts of those who were able to witness it and still survive the initial impact. Within a flash there would be small town grocery stores and pubs were crushed from the top town as the impact outright shattered anything beneath before the eventual smash. Such an action took place under a single toe, yet was enough to snuff the life of hundreds who gathered for an early night party to what was otherwise a fulfilling work day.

Just as quick as the dinosaur rushed through the village, so too would he run right past. The only remnants of what was left behind being a shower of dirt and debris from the town as unlucky humans were mixed in. A distinct saurian footprint being the reminder of the dinosaur's passing; water soaking portions as the torn pipelines and city streets littered the opened segment of earth with unstable cracks arcing in random directions away from the epicenter. Humans saw it as a personal attack on their lives, weeping and wondering what they had done to deserve it. The dinosaur however didn't even notice he had passed by the city.

Nor did he notice, as the train snaked across the land on its predetermined tracks, that it was to pass by several larger villages and even smaller towns. Hundreds of miles of devastation being wrought as the dinosaur had been chasing for only a little over an hour. Both of the feet were able to see miles of buildings and thousands of human lives trampled in such a short time. At times the toes were able to come down with what seemed like intricate precision. During others the the toes might flick at a taller building to send it wheeling as though kicked several hundred feet in the air with just the mere tip of the claw.

Not a single community was able to catch wind quick enough to evacuate their locale or even hide away in cover as the hunter dinosaur and hunted train shot across the land. Chasing throughout the entire night, many of the cities were darkened with happily slumbering people. There was a hidden side effect to trailing a train through farmland before reaching a city. Unwittingly the dinosaur was able to pick up quite a few riders of his own as he trashed countless families and downtown social gatherings.

Between the crevices of those massive pounding feet, and in the intricate patterns of the scales, would be brought with him several still living humans along for the chase. With wet mud flaking off in small chunks around people caught in the rifts it would create a powerful suction that not even the megatons worth of explosive force from the paw striking the ground would be able to shake away the small creatures. These humans were gifted with the ability to see the world like no other before them; with the ground receding from their reach when initially torn away, they would be given the awesome view of being several hundred feet in the air as their breath would be literally taken away from the rush and speed. Just a fleeting glimpse of the tail's underside was witnessed each moment with a shaking sheath just ahead of it. Back down towards the ground in quicker than a heartbeat as they were mashed together with either concrete or dirt depending on the location, as well as the drowned out screams of their fellow species being stomped underfoot. Vast majorities of the humans, after all, were not so fortunate as they were squashed beneath the pads of the his feet. What was soft to him was like a giant wall of metal to the frail humans, each one popping like a tiny tomato against the blunt force of a several million ton reptile. Least fortunate would be the people trapped not only between the intricacies of the toes, but also right beneath the joints. Beneath those sections the people had their breath squeezed from their lungs as the frail bones cracked in agony. Natural curling of the toes being the result of such torture as the paw flung behind him and in the air through the natural cycle of running.

All of it nothing more than simple locomotion for the dinosaur, and meant to be nothing more and thus not even acknowledging the human lives trapped beneath. He barely even noticed that there were towns in the way as his mind was focused entirely on that train, as there were nary an object too fast for him to hunt down. What was noticed however, further up ahead the rail, was finally an end. Not only that but it was a giant shipyard of some sort. The ocean being right on the edge, the location seemed to be a large loading dock specifically built away and outside of a large city. This was likely a rare case of human ingenuity. After all it was well documented that the dinosaurs were naturally attracted to larger settlements, so it would seem shortsighted to expect a shipping complex in the heart of an ocean-side city to remain intact for too long.

Slowly turning his run in to a normal fashioned walking, he began to look around and down below at the shipping containers and giant drums lining the area. Digging his claws in to the ground at every instance, this inadvertently tore up the train track, which up until now had been completely unscathed. Walking down the main highway leading to the heart of the shipping docks, his foot crunched down along loaded semi-trucks with a light squeeze before tossing them back and in to the air. Gears slowing turning in his mind on where to go first made evident by the more playful than normal actions taking place with his toes as they dug little circles in the ground or toyed with what ever they came across. He even went so far as to grasp some vehicles between the clawed digits and dragged them along with out even quite realizing.

Even if the vast amount of different colored and labeled metal boxes were of initial interest, the ships in the harbor were something much higher on the list. Witnessing sea craft that were at times around a fifth of a mile in length made it a foregone conclusion just where he was headed. Extremely thick as it may be, the docks would bend and crack from the weight of what seemed like a single toe. He walked at a slow and deliberate pace to observe any movements as it appeared to be the first time he had come across a dock of this magnitude. The ball of his paws, a softer portion of the foot, wrapped around the large bundles of shipping containers before the pressure forced the metal boxes to succumb and crease downwards. The open air of fresh farmland and clear atmosphere was brought along to the heavily modified land of the dock. An earthen scent fresh in the air as some of the humans wedged between against the feet were able to finally break free. Humans scurried quickly out of the way aimlessly while the giant creature stepped within the water illuminated only by a waning crescent moon. Many of the ship handlers working overtime in order to further the production capability of mankind, or in the very leastrepair damages done to their society.

Ships rocked against the incoming waves from the less than graceful steps in to the water, as the carnotaurus stumbled from misjudging the sudden increase in depth that was made for those ships to safely stay afloat. A swell of ocean water raced across the docks and even the shorelines miles down to open beach as a multiple million toncreature added itself to the ocean life. Even with the water as deep as it was in this location it barely was enough to send natural waves up to the middle of his legs. Finding a particularly long and wide ship, likely meant for carrying a massive amount of ore, he'd find that to be the first object to bring in to his possession.

Turning away from the anchored ship almost made it seem as if he had lost interest just before reaching for it. In truth the dinosaur wished to push it away from the dock via his tail, as a sudden smack resounded through the air. Scales meeting water and metal created a less than agreeable symphonic splendor it would seem. Following this, however, the dinosaur slowly and carefully used the upturned ship and the weight aboard it to keep it in place long enough to find it as a seat. More definitively he began to use it more as a way to root himself in place.

His tailhole widened with earnest as the bow of the ship touched against it. A slight squeeze via the muscular ring encapsulated the ship easily enough. Slowly lowering himself in to the water, taking the ship with it, the anal sphincter slowly begun a reverse motion of peristalsis that was simply a natural action for the dinosaur's body. Angling his body downwards, the stern of the ship was forced down against the sandy floor of the ocean. It was merely a tool for the dinosaur to create a satisfactory seat, even if it meant using a ship wider than two-hundred and fifty feet; spreading his posterior just enough so that it made a visual distention.

Sweeping his arms across the sides of the water, he brought the several of the boats closer to his front. Dipping below the surface of the water ever more while sitting down atop a ship as the water right in front of his body descended. The moment his open sheath fell within the water, it wished to fill the empty space. Rushing water pulled with it ships which had been either overturned or the anchors ripped away with the sudden pull by the carnotaurus. Humans still aboard the ship, whether on deck for maintenance or sleeping beneath, begun to realize what Davy Jones Locker truly meant as the dinosaur helped to shove the ships within.

Packing the metal giants down with the aid of his paws, the lower section of the sheath began to distend to an alarming degree, and yet nary a quarter of the ships found their way in to the gaping slit. The shrill of metal grinding together filled the air as they were forced to make room with each other and the people already inside as well as with the hidden cock within. It wasn't rare to have a number of ships forced in at just the right angle as to be lodged within the shaft's urethra itself. People were flung out from the ships in random directions, yet their trajectory nearly always brought them to fall within the gaping hole that the sheath presented. Those who fell within the salty waters were caught within a maelstrom of shifting waves. With the sheath cycling between falling below the water to raised above, depending on the actions of the dinosaur, it caused a strong suction of water to pull inwards and ebb away. Many of those humans caught up in the squall were plastered against the expanding exterior of the sheath as the water etched their bodies to stick between individual scales.

It was like a nightmare to the sailors, as the carnotaurus created a giant black whirlpool. The color of the water merely mimicking the dark black sky above with the lights from the dock being the only thing to bring a soft incandescence to the otherwise opaque waters. The ships proved to be much more dense than the dinosaur may have realized in the beginning. Floating upon the waves would do that to anyone after all, but many of the ships were capable and were carrying nearly twenty-thousand tons. As the hulls broke open the contents would spill forth to fill much more space inside of the sheath, but the dinosaur barely noticed as he realigned himself and changed positions with his feet.

Cleverly utilizing his tail against the ocean floor he was able to allow himself to float atop of the water despite his massive size. Combining with it the ship from before, which was partially buried beneath the thick and wet sand as a massive anchor, the giant ensured that no natural force could budge his body. It was then that his feet would raise above the waters once again as the roar hundreds of gallons of water spilled forth both back in to the water but poured down over the docks. Spreading his legs apart to encompass the entire complex only proved to be a part of the plan. It was then that his feet came rushing down. Sparkling gloriously from the floodlights the scales appeared to be perfectly clean from all of the salt water rushing against it, thus giving them a smooth and slick texture.

Multitudes of the humans were trapped beneath the feet once again as he dragged them along the ground. Those at the main pressure points were left as smears against the ground along with a plethora of shipping equipment, but hundreds were whisked away via being trapped beneath cracks of scales and the natural anatomy of the feet. Even planted flat against the ground they seemingly towered above anything the shipping bay had to offer comparison, and this gave those helplessly awaiting their turn at being picked up from the sweeping motion. The sights helping to instill a sense of futility in the peoples' hearts.

Purpose was soon shown to the humans as to why the carnotaurus was enacting such a specific action upon docks. Those in the front were able to look down, just before falling, at an absolutely engorged dinosaur sheath. Crinkled and bent in odd locations was able to relay information to the humans just about to fall that the dinosaur was stuffing himself beyond any set limit that was now certainly broken. The weight of the objects combined with the density ensured that the lower end of the sheath sank well below the surface of the water to spread out against the sand deeper down. The thin scale covered flesh pressed against the side of the spread legs at their base due to sheer amount of objects forced inside. Despite that the dinosaur, with his hands reaching down and keep the sheath expanded, gave a quick twist with his feet. Sending hundreds of shipping containers with humans as their cohorts were all caught within the distended flesh.

The carnotaurus wouldn't stop there. Even after wiping clean the entire dock, it being fully devoid of any equipment or humans, the legs stretched apart in an angle that demonstrated a little known fact of how limber and flexible dinosaurs actually are. He leaned back in the water far enough to have his upper torso disappear beneath the waves and leave him looking like a floating disembodied head. The digitigrade feet began pounding against the material and people within the gaping sheath with a sudden push and twist of the legs. Even with the broad opening that yawned upwards at the sky he was truly only able to stretch and fit down to the base of his toes, but in this case, that may be considered to be most of the foot in general. Bashing with the claws and grinding with the toes created sharp sounds of cracking metal as unparalleled amounts of weight was being compacted inside of what was originally such a small space and one that was already shared with a flaccid shaft. The sensitive member inside was completely surrounded not by the soft flesh of the sheath but instead the grinding of metal and squirming of still living humans caught between the seams of ships. Concrete cracked apart as the feet removed and clawed to emulate being a heavy duty excavator. Hundreds of acres of concrete were unceremoniously and idly stuffed inside of the sheath along with all the other objects therein. His claws massaged and squeezed along the edge of the sheath to help ensure that nothing spilled over. Theropod hands may be small, but this particular dinosaur proved them to be quite skilled and efficient at forcing closed the gaping entrance of the sheath.

Within an instant the gigantic sheath became a part of the dinosaur in the sense that there was nothing odd or interesting about it. He showed signs of tiring, but sleeping within the water wouldn't be conductive for illustrating much enthusiasm from a land animal. Twisting around his legs and body to raise himself from the waters brought with it a deafening waterfall as the ocean waters receded away from the reptile's scales. Emerging fully from the water to step on land sent the water in one last fury as pressure and substance became lacking. Only a shallow portion of the ship he used as an anchor remained on the exterior of his posterior with the sphincter muscle clamping and sucking it along. Dinosaurs were never known to be a wasteful predator.

A soft glow began to appear over the horizon as the sun slowly peeked and probed its rays with warming adoration across the landscape. Wishing to find a more suitable location to lay and at least rest for a few hours, the giant reptile lumbered along the landscape to where he noticed the lights of what appeared to be a backwater community.

Each foot came driving down towards the ground with the force of a meteor as he walked along. A carnotaurus weighed substantially more than anything a human could procure, but with the addition of said human constructs would add to it weight which was off the scales. Miniature fissures rushed forth from each greatly detailed foot print in the ground for the reason that hundreds of kilotons extra weight added an extra oomph to each movement. The crust being so thoroughly pounded into itself at each moment created a soft red glow to appear for a brief moment afterwords. Heat generated at such a degree from so much grinding material and natural metals in the ground was able to interact accordingly.

Bouncing up and down between the legs with out any attention given to it by the bearer of it was the sheath itself. Bobbing along while pushed by the natural stride from the legs caused it to shift sides consistently. Being hyper engorged on objects and people caused it to distend down nearly a quarter length of the legs, and the circumference itself was enough to steadily glide along the appendages. On the inside this caused enough application of friction to the shaft to cause a rush. Expanding exponentially in a short amount of time gave the appearance of the sheath growing all the larger, particularly along the left and right edges. Screeching metal echoed out as thedock material and boats beneath the growing shaft were utterly crushed against the inner sheath flesh. Above and around the sides would share the same fate as the enlargement of the head began to push against the tonnage as though it didn't even exist.

The sheath tip puckered slightly as it was soon unable to contain the raging flesh. Exploding outwards in a furious display of raw power, the shaft shot forth dozens of broken up ships and their crews. Soaring miles in to the sky and forwards gave a preemptive warning to the small town ahead that a dinosaur was surely coming, but also giving him a head start to trampling the city as so much material was already able to do so. Evidence of how compact the inner space had been was seen not only by how much material was propelled away but by the opened urethra having clung on to several full boats, sucking them inwards ever so slowly. He didn't even seem to notice the shaft, reaching as far up as his chest and being almost as wide as his body, presented itself to the world.

Routine and rhythmic bellowing of the strained metal on the inside of the sheath bore down around the shaft. The flesh being forced to withstand a continual massage on the inside where it was near always more sensitive from basic fact that it was the area least likely to receive stimulation. Weight from the day before, and having objects inserted within, secured the shaft to stay in a position perpendicular to the standing dinosaur. This gave the city, but a measly few miles away, the sight of a gaping urethral vent on a broad and well sculpted shaft head. Interior objects which had long since metabolized that were forced into the member which left an unquenchable desire by the natural body of the beast. Closing his eyes with a upwards curl of the saurian lips, an intense wave of pleasure wracked his whole form. Spouting forward in a sudden and massive stream, the dinosaur's body reached a climax with out any extra effort from him. The heated liquid raced through the air, as the humans in the forward city were unable to predict the sudden action of the dinosaur, for the spontaneous orgasm came with no notice. Thick liquid met against the village as if equivalent to a blunt object. Several bursts, each consisting of several thousand gallons, carpeted the human as if planes were on a bombing run. Glass broke and concrete busted apart as the force of the ejaculate was synonymous to true explosions or even a foot crashing down to snuff the populace. It was a flood of biblical proportions in their eyes as they were swept along and the small town was near instantly wiped off the map. Shifting his hips and bending slightly, his hands pressed atop the shaft in order to point it downwards with effect to both stoke the fires of his own bliss while at the same time ensure that not a single inch of the village below was left uncovered.

The immense amount of bliss that was brought from such an action the carnotaurus never once stopped moving for fact of not wishing to end the grinding massages coming from within. Solid metal slowly wilted in the thick liquid. Natural enzymes within the dinosaur's body mixing with a naturally destructive element of man made metal, shadowing the perversion to the environment that humanity exerted upon the natural world. It did not sear or burn in the same way a natural acid did, but it was undeniable that it melted away the buildings lining the streets while signs and stoplights folded down upon themselves. The humans themselves lost their solid consistency. Whether floating in the liquid or plastered to the ground, their skin unraveled itself akin to a slime mixing within another substance. Many of the extremities flattened out whilst the main body melded and became ambiguous with the giant dinosaur's apparently overly virile seed. All the while for several minutes, as he slowly moved close, the shaft continually unloaded the contents of his package. The liquid oozed across the landscape to transform human and construct in to nothing more than literal extensions of the caustic liquid.

With the human village lost to absolute obscurity the dinosaur slowly lowered himself to the ground. Ropes of white liquid hung in a low trough to connect from the still aroused tip of the cock to the ground where he sprayed. There was still the interior movement of tiny humans squirming about helplessly against the shifting metal that caused for a pleasurable massage. Both of the involuntary actions from the prisoners inside the sheath helping keep aloft the shaft and at the same time coax the dinosaur in to a pleasure ridden sleep. The saurian eyes closed as he soon fell in to a light slumber, likely to awaken in just a couple hours to move and continue on with was seemed to be nothing more than what he deemed was a normal existence.