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Vivid scenes of a bright white light blanketing Terry's being and two shadowy inhuman figures looming over him; pricks and stings of something like a needle poking into his right shoulder and neck briefly came and went from his unconscious mind before he fading away into the void of his thoughts. When he came too, yawning as if he had a peaceful slumber the entire time, Terry found himself staring up into the deep blue cloudless sky with the only thought running through his mind at the moment was, "Where am I?"

The last memory he had was of driving home from a friend's woodland party in the boonies, slightly intoxicated from the few beers he had drunk at the time hours before leaving. That moment where the bright light had shined upon his eyes Terry believed he must have crashed into an incoming car. Was he dead? Is this the afterlife? And...why was he naked?

It was the first thing Terry realized as he tried to move his body from where he laid, having awoken in what appeared to be a nearly endless field of tall grass. From moving his limbs and rubbing his back against the grass Terry was certain of the absences of his clothes as the grass he was resting upon tickled his bare skin and nearly kept him comfortable where he was. Admittedly, he felt pretty good; something about being nude in the apparent wilderness sparked a rush of content exhilaration. Perhaps because; secretly, he was a closet nudist?

_ That would be something_ Terry joked, knowing he normally had more modesty than this.

But whatever was making him feel this way couldn't be helped for now. Instead, Terry embraced it as he slowly sat up and inhaled deeply, surprised at how strange yet clean the atmosphere was around him. From where he had been traveling he couldn't be no more than a mile to the closet city, and the city next to the woodlands unfortunately had a nasty industrial smell as of late. But that smell was nowhere to be found...neither was the city, or any in that matter.

As Terry scanned his surroundings he took note of the mountainous terrain in front of him spreading across the horizon while a vast forest ran opposite. He couldn't see it, but he smelled river water towards the mountainous landscape. But his attention was towards the mountains themselves. Something about the view caught his eye and a burning desire to travel to the peaks of them began to climb. His thoughts considered flying to them as soon as possible, but considering how empty of life this place seemed to be it was a longshot Terry would find any airports or willing pilots to meet his unusually bizarre demand let alone take a nude man seriously.

But I can't get it out of my head. I feel like I could simply fly there...on my own accord. I feel like I should have wings. I feel like I...I...

A light tingle began to spread over Terry's body, starting out as a minor itch like only a few ants were crawling over him. As he tried to stand turning his head further upwards to a bright light that felt and looked eerily like the one he saw before the crash the itch got worse. His fingers began to mindless relieve the irritation scratching from place to place as he tried to concentrate and ponder the unusual white sun that hovered above the sky.

"That's weird. It looks more like the moon than the sun, but it's giving off heat. I'm not on Earth anymore am I? It's like I'm on....another...plan...GAH!"

A swell of discomfort accompanied the bothering itch as Terry was knocked to his hands and knees, breathing heavily as something began to slowly contort his body and twist the bones and flesh from the inside. Groaning, Terry gasped as he could feel the painful cracks of his mouth and nose popping, suddenly feeling them press against his face and push out little by little until they protruded an inch or two outward into a small muzzle-like shape, jaw and nose merged into a snout like form. The tips of his fingers pinched as they began to mold and thin into fleshy claw-like instruments, the same feeling occurring to his toes as his nails tore away becoming unless to him now. Painful popping riddled down his spine as the vertebra appeared to be arching and lengthening his body slightly, feeling a small fleshy pointed numb wiggle behind his rear as his tailbone extended.

"What's....happening....to me?" Terry groaned in fright, the sensation beginning to ebb away just as the back of his skull started to push out like his face stopping a few inches with the rounded growth peeking out of his hair. Toppling onto his back Terry attempted to catch his breath and ride out the discomfort the abnormal alterations to his body had undergone. His mind was racing with questions and concerns, as well as foreign primal thoughts that were surfacing and nudging him to pursue his goal to arrive at the mountain tops for some ulterior movement he could not yet understand.

"Damn," Terry cursed, placing one of his newly claw tipped hands over his chest. "Is this what it feels like to turn into werewolves?"

At first; Terry had thought that was what was happening to him despite how crazy it sounded. The white sun did look more like a full moon and the myth of werewolves were more commonly linked with physical transformations. But as Terry struggled to sit back up; taking a better look over his nudity he discovered Wolf wasn't the best term for what he was changing into. It was hard to say exactly what it was he was turning into with the current changes that had succumb to his body, but it appeared it had a reptilian resemblance. The sickly greenish dry skin was testament to that.

"I'm turning...into a lizard?"

Subtle rumbling of the earth brought Terry out of his fascinated study, hastily looking around to see what could be causing the short tremors. It wasn't long until the world exploded with the roar of a large creature not too far off the distances, a cry that was unmistakable. The only reason Terry would come to his guess of the mysterious monster's identity was from the earliest screening of a well-known old movie that happened to have been playing at the party last night.

"You have got to be kidding me? A T-Rex? A dinosaur?"

Verifying his guess, the blurry silhouette of the Tyrannosaur's head shortly came into view as it appeared to be marching up the grassy valley, eventually heading towards him. Terry quickly got to his feet, put off balance by the abnormal altered conditioning that he should be standing on the balls of his feet as if on hind paws instead of flat on his heels.

"Crap; I'm so dead meat if I stick around here."

Terry cupped his claw tipped hands behind his odd shaped head panicking, doing so allowing him to feel the tug of something connected between under his arms and side in the armpits. Keeping his elbows raised he looked back and forth to his armpits discovering that not only was his pubic pits gone but that a thick membrane had begun growing from under his arms during his short transformation.

Wait a minute...wings? I'm growing wings? And there's a T-Rex coming towards me? I'm...if I'm understanding my plight correctly then I'm turning into a...Pterodactyl! That's...actually wicked. I can fly! I can fly and soar in the air like a bird. I'm...

The high spirits that had flowed within him drained as he looked back to the small flaps barely formed yet for flight and the T-Rex now in plain sight quickly getting closer.

I'm doomed. I can't fly with these pathetic flaps. And I'm out of time to run; it will catch me for sure. I'm gonna wind up like that Lawyer getting killed while he was on the crapper.

As Terry became petrified with the T-Rex now having caught sight of him and roaring once more in what was an early victory, another cry echoed across the land. Terry felt a brief moment of clarity and molibility as he looked up to the sky left of him towards the woods a spotted something soaring in the sky diving down towards him. He couldn't be too sure from the distances between here and the sky, but Terry was almost certain it was another Pterodactyl. He was also almost certain that this once diving down to him had...breasts?

"Lift up your arms!" the Pterodactyl cried, flinging its feminine figured body back as it readied its talons.

Terry wasn't sure whether this daring Dactyl girl was trying to save him or kill him, but he acknowledged her request and hung his hands high in the air, closing his eyes and gulping down hard as the towering T-Rex was now upon him and lowering its body closer to the ground with fangs glistening and maw salivating.

The T-Rex's hot and humid breath bask Terry's greenish naked body just as he felt something grip tightly over his shoulders, the sting of talons piercing his skin agonizing at first. But as he felt his body being lifted hard and fast off the ground just as the T-Rex snapped his maw shut and missed Terry was immediately filled with undying relief of surviving such a abnormal situation. Looking down over the world below him feeling the wind blow steadily against him as the Dactyl girl carried him nimbly, that rush of excitement returned and Terry could help but shout jubilantly. Mixed with his lost shout he unwittingly managed to cry out a hauntingly realistic screech similar to that of the Dactyl girl's and other Pterodactyls. It certainly got the Dactyl girl's attention as she looked under herself and grinned as best as she could with her beak-like muzzle. Terry blushed embarrassingly, though he couldn't help but admit how sexy his prehistoric savior was to his shifted mind.

"Um, thanks," Terry said; unable to comprehend better words of gratitude without slipping something flirty out. Being around the Dactyl girl was indeed infecting his mood and behavior, as if a switch had been flipped on suddenly to pursue sexual conquest.

"Don't mention it, big boy," the Dactyl girl replied, apparently showing signs that she too seemed under the spell of lust. "When did you get here?"

"When did I get here?" Terry answered, finding it hard to pull his eyes away from her breasts let only keep the erection forming between his legs in check. "I guess only a few minutes ago. I just woke up. Am I in heaven or hell?"

"I'm not entirely sure," the Dactyl girl responded, letting out a low soft trill of arousal as she could smell the sexual musk coming off Terry's loins. "But...we'll be in heaven for a while quite soon."

Terry had been noticing the signals from the Dactyl Girl, but hearing it out loud was still a bit of a surprise.

Holy...I must be dreaming, or I'm already in heaven. A dinosaur heaven, oddly enough.

The mountain tops were now closer than ever before, practically right on top of them as the two began to make a steady descent towards them. One in particular; the one they were dropping down to, had a wide groove protruding out of the mountain side where someone or something had gathered enough straw and grass and twigs to create a large bird's nest. Terry was certain the Dactyl girl had constructed it, early planning for many others than themselves evident. Terry's talon tipped feet cycled over the edge of the nest as the Dactyl carefully set him down, her wings beating heavily to support their weight and balance of her landing until Terry could touch the bottom and drop to safety.

"That was incredible," Terry said excited, walking over to the edge of the nest to see what lay below through the thick fog that floated between mountains. "Guess I better be careful up here. Don't want to fall from this height, at least until I grow wings of my own."

Which from Terry's current appearance and the feeling of that familiar transforming sensation bubbling inside his body, it wouldn't be too long from now.

Gulping and taking a few steps away from the nest's edge Terry realized the Dactyl Girl was still hovering above him looking down alluringly at her 'catch.'

"I'll be right back," the Dactyl girl called as she began to beat her wings harder raising higher back to the sky. "We're not too far from this world's ocean. I'm going to catch us something to eat. I hope you developed an appetite for fish already."

"Fish? Seafood doesn't really agree with me..." Terry cried as the Dactyl girl flew off quickly behind the mountain tops further away from the grassy field he had awoken on, his voice dropping as he realized she hadn't heard a word he said. "..But thank you anyways," he finished.

We'll be in Heaven for a while soon, she said? Is she really that eager to mate with someone she just met? Not that I'm flattered...and suddenly feeling too horny to dismiss or object...but this is just too strange for me. Still, I suppose it wouldn't hurt. If she wants to mate we'll mate...

"And why the heck do I keep using that word?" Terry nearly squawked, covering his protruding snout in mild shock as he took another glance over himself, recalling that his skin was now a scaly dry light green with claw tipped fingers and toes and thin membrane that would eventually become his own wings developed under his armpits.

Maybe because I'm thinking more like an animal. It's strange, but now that I'm here I'm not so worried about what happened to me or how I can get home...if I'm not dead and this isn't some cosmic warped version of limbo. But more than that, I'm...kind of eager for food, fish even. And...can't wait for her to come back. Wait...to mate.

Terry could sense his mind wandering, these foreign primal thoughts grabbing control of his actions as his voice sounded a moan-like Dactyl screech and his hands idled over his pulsing erection. It was almost frightening what was happening, if not pleasurable. His baser urges were so demanding that he couldn't help give a few good gentle strokes over his phallus thinking of the Dactyl girl and how heavy and furious he planned to hump her when she returned.

"Oh, shit!" Terry cursed, a moment of control allowing him to swing his arms and hands away behind his waist. "This is just plain weird. Gotta think of something else. Gotta get mat...fucking out of my mind. Let's see...Baseball; cold showers. Baseball; cold-showers." Terry went on like this for over ten minutes with no real avail, finding it difficult to keep his pelvis from thrusting leisurely and halting the nagging throb of need to his loins.

Dammit, I know that wouldn't work. It didn't exactly work for Austin Powers either.

Brushing back what remained of his hair; surprised each time he did so finding small clumps in his hands, Terry could hearing the steady beating of wings coming from above the mountain top until the Dactyl girl returned and began to make a circling descent back to the nest. Watching her land gracefully and poise herself; stretching her arms out high spreading her wings in such a fulsome primitive beauty; another pulsing ache struck Terry's loins as his eyes admired and hungered for a closer view, his face bearing a lustful complexion.

Margret Thatcher naked on a cold day! Margret Thatcher naked on a cold day!

Though it was hard to actually picture an image of the former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom without keeping up with the news and photos of her, it did very little to help as his earlier method did before.

The Dactyl girl's eyes glistened as she looked down between Terry's legs and noticed his erection. The ends of her beak-like snout curled into a smile as she began to walk towards the randy male, fish ensnared inher beak. Growing mesmerized by her slightly sultry approach Terry met her half way as the two stood face to face with only a few inches parting them; the Dactyl girl flaunting her wings as she swayed her hips and arms for him. She leaned forward and relinquished one of the fish from her maw; Terry quickly cupping his hands to catching her deposit before it could slip to the floor. While he gripped and studied the wet and scaly dinner he was honestly beginning to crave he watched as the Dactyl girl cocked her head back and swallowed the fish she still had in her beak whole, shaking her head and body as she let out a trilling cackle of content.

"Must be good fish," Terry said in a jokingly manner, staring at his meal a little longer before he slowly brought it to his face and prepared to bite down.

"Don't chew," the Dactyl girl finally spoke, stepping closer until their hips met and meshed pressing Terry's erection tightly in a tease. "It easier to just gulp it down. Trust me."

The sudden stimulation to his loins elicited an obedient response, Terry sensing she was ready to mate as soon as he ate. It wasn't much of a chore anymore as he lifted the tail end of the fish over his head and helped it slide down his tongue and throat. It got stuck for a moment, fearing he was going to choke, but the muscles in his neck and throat had been changed enough to force the meal down easily, gasping a low trill of satisfaction as the fish hit his stomach and quelled a minor need for food.

"Told you," the Dactyl girl cooed. "I never cared much for seafood either. But ever since my first change it started becoming a constant craving."

"As much as sex?" Terry blurted out almost intentionally, stating an obvious fact at how the two of them viewed each other now at this moment.

The Dactyl girl looked astonished at first, but her mood shifted quickly to positively answer Terry's question, riding her hands up his chest as she hooked around his shoulders and neck, embracing him as she continued to work his shaft with her pelvis. "You can't stop thinking about either."

Terry's mouth hung open with a grin, hands outstretched around her ass eager to grasp and fondle, hesitating as the situation was still bizarre. "I'm not going to lie and say I don't want to mate...make out with you. But I'm also aware that this is pretty weird. I mean, I wake up in Prehistoric Land after a car accident and the first three things that happen to me start with slowly turning into a monster, nearly getting eaten by a living and breathing T-Rex, and finally get saved and seduced by an Anthropomorphic Dactyl lady. I just...I kind of want to know what's going on before I do anything stupid."

The Dactyl girl reached forward and began to nuzzle her beak against Terry's chest, grinding heavier and heavier for him to react and take her as she moaned and squawked. "It won't matter for long. It's best just to follow your instincts and get use to your new life. At least you'll have me...and we can mate any time we wanted. I've been waiting for a male Dactyl for so long; pleasuring myself gets tiresome. And I need to produce eggs; my instincts insist that I be a mother. You don't have to stay and a father if you don't want to, but you can have me anytime you like. And I need you now; I need you to mate with me."

The offer was becoming too much to turn down, and the Dactyl girl was beginning to show she wasn't going to take NO for an answer. Her weight shifted and brought Terry down to his back, pinned as the Dactyl girl readjusted on top his lap and looked down upon him with mad lust. She licked her beak as bent down and brushed her breasts and chest against Terry's upper body, rubbing the tip of her beak affectionately against his protruding snout. Whatever voice of concern or dispute that would have eventually come to his mind was wiped away clean with the demands of his primal needs screeching to accept and commence their deed. The choice was ultimately made by the Dactyl girl as she pressed her sex against Terry's erection and helped it slide inside her smoothly and easily like the fish down her throat.

"Yes," the Dactyl girl trilled, working her pelvis steadily as she drunk in the intense stimulation of Terry's penis caressing the folds and walls of her inner temple and the sensation of his shaft's head peaking at the surface of her clitoris.

Oh god... Terry cried in his corrupted thoughts, drowning in the internal sea of pleasure the Dactyl girl charted him into. I almost forgot how good sex is. And this...is different. It's...better. Dactyl sex...better.

The Dactyl girl pulled her upper body away sitting up straight upon Terry's lap as she once again brought her hands behind her elongated pointed head, displaying her wings proudly as she moaned and squawked erotically with every bit of rocking she did. The sight of her in such a primal position brought a boil Terry's restraint, screeching loudly at his thrill and desires. He sat up and hugged the Dactyl girl, his mate, in his arms around her waist, brushing his snout against her midriff and riotously licked the mounds and curves of her breasts madly wanting all of her flesh for his pleasure.

The Dactyl girl seemed more pleased with his passionate fondling than simply with humping like animals, bringing her arms back around Terry's sides and trying desperately to kiss him, yet her nearly full grown beak no longer had the lips to produce one. Instead; Terry having caught the attempted gesture, she was just as much overjoyed when her mate kissed her back, planting kiss after kiss along her beak and cheeks. Reaching higher to the Dactyl girl's face prompt them to suddenly fall backwards; the Dactyl girl now laid upon her back as Terry rested on top of her.

"Yes," the Dactyl girl cried blissfully. "Mate with me like this. Reminding me one more time what it was like to be human; how wonderful it was to mate with passion and love!"

Zoned out amidst the surge of primal lust, Terry wasn't sure what the Dactyl girl meant by her words. He pondered it little as he resumed pounding inside his mate, kissing wildly as the two furiously fondled each other's bodies.

Sexy Dactyl. Beautiful and sexy. Want to mate with her forever. I want to mate always. Mate...Dactyl...

A sudden migraine swelled over Terry, prompting him to halt his kisses and arch his upper body high as he screech loudly. His body began to contort and spasm as the Dactyl girl could feel her mate's muscles ripple and skin burn. Unable to concentrate fully on the pain of his body and the pleasure of sex Terry avertedly his mated, pulling out of the Dactyl girl as he crawled inches away and withered.

"Don't stop," the Dactyl girl cried, screeching her fury until watching Terry and the bodily occurrences beginning to happen brought a horrified expression to her face. "Oh no," she mouthed silently, "not yet. Please...not yet."

What remained of his hair fell out as the bulge from the back of his head extended much as his snout, thinning and molding into a more beak-like shape. The small nub of his tail grew longer and fuller as his rib cage barreled outward slightly sounding sickly pops and cracks. His arms bent and postured in a similar way the Dactyl girl had earlier after she made her landing, the membrane under his armpits spreading and thickening wide until it reached the top of his waist to the end of his wrists; more defined Pterodactyl wings. As the skin of his body took a darker shade of green and tightened into a leathery reptilian hide his fingers lengthened and his feet elongated and became more bird-like in a sense of the word; a curved talon formed at his heel to help him snatch up food or other people like his mate did.

When the changes had come to a standstill Terry was now as much Dactyl as the Dactyl girl, only a male version of course. His thoughts were still clouded and primal, unable to concentrate on anything but his mate and how he still craved to fill her plenty with his seed and share in sexual pleasure. Turning his Dactyl head back to her where she laid in a scary glare, the Dactyl girl appeared to be pouting until she looked to succumb to her animal urges once more and squawked fervently for her mate to return and finish their deed. She even began to roll onto her hands and knees and wave her behind invitingly for Terry to take her like the prehistoric animals they were now, despite signs of struggling to remain on her back like before.

"I...I don't want you stop..." the Dactyl girl spoke, shaking her head as she let out another bellowing sensual trill. "I don't...want...to stop. I...uh....ah...." A lustful screech screamed from her beak as her vulva began to coat in her juices, showing she was reaching the limit of her first orgasm.

A primal Terry quickly took advantage of her blissful distraction, mounting from behind as he hurried his pelvis to reenter his mate, longing to relieve his sexual tension and fill her. It didn't take long, squawking with triumphant as he felt the wonderful heat of her temple surrounding his member, busily humping to achieve climax.

The Dactyl girl cried with Terry in pleasure, grasping the floor of the nest with her claws from the intensity of her mate's thrusts. Tears began to soak her cheeks; both of primal rapture and human sadness. But whatever this moment had caused her to regret their mating could no longer be helped. She felt her orgasm reach its peak and coat her mates phallus; the rim of her vulva glistening from her remains. Her upper body arched back high first from the pleasurable experience, followed by Terry as he let out another screech of triumphant, thrusting heavily a few more times before his loins could no longer bear the accumulation of his built-up seed pouring shots upon shots within his mate's body. The stream seem to last for almost a minute until he ran dry, roaring euphorically as he fell on top the Dactyl girl exhausted, knocking her off her hands and knees.

A low cackle muttered from both of them sounding further delight from their mating, but Terry thought he heard his mate sniffing back tears as he slowly drifted asleep.

When he awake Terry's conscious was a bit clearer again, though immediately the abnormal drive for sex began to surface and play on his loins. Trying to shake that off he recollected his memories up to the Dactyl girl's return with fish...and most of their wild mating. He sat up on his knees and stretched out his body, taken back and astonished as he held his arms up to admire his nearly full grown wings. A smirk of satisfaction crossed his face, almost willingly letting out a proud roar before he suddenly realized the Dactyl girl was no longer under him. He darted his head about until turning behind and finding his Dactyl mate sitting over the edge of the nest, her knees tucked in and laying her head over crossed arms against her chest solemnly.

Maybe we did take it too far Terry wondered, sighing as it would be inevitable that he would have to explain himself and apologize no matter how many times to keep the only fellow Dactyl person in this bizarre world on her good side. Conflict was not a pleasant moment for him. As he got up he had to take account of the balance shift from his last transformation; now standing fully on talon toes and body hunched a bit. The fact that the back of his head weighed a bit from the sleek horn length of his skull and beak also made it disorienting.

"I'm sorry," Terry spoke, leaning over the edge of the nest, not courageous enough to sit over it like the Dactyl girl. "I swear I'm not like this. It felt like something else had control of my body and demanded me to...well, you know."

The Dactyl girl continued to look down into the chasm stretching between the walls of the mountainous valley, nodding her head in agreement. "I know. We both shared the same feelings. It's animal instincts; we couldn't control it."

Terry shrugged, laying his chest against crossed arms resting on the edge of the nest. "Well; honestly, I'm not a Pterodactyl like you, at least I wasn't today. I'm not accustomed to going on pure instinct and letting my conscious just go all primal like that. It's scary."

The Dactyl girl darted her eyes to Terry staring at him funny; annoyed shock. "I'm not a Pterodactyl either," she admitted, "I'm human like you...at least I was."

Terry looked back to her stunned. "Really? So you're not a regular inhabitant?"

The Dactyl girl shook her head. "You said you remember having been in a car accident before you woke up here, right? I remember hanging out with my best friend outside my backyard just admiring the starlight sky before something flashed before our eyes and knocked us out. Next thing I knew I woke up in the middle of a field with my best friend shaking me. I almost didn't recognize her because she had been up for a while first, having gone through her first transformation into a Velociraptor, I think."

"Something flashed..." Terry muttered. "Was it a bright white light? I thought maybe I had somehow swerved off my side of the road and was on a head-on collision with some Big Rig. But maybe it's the same thing that happened to you."

"I think so," the Dactyl girl agreed. "I don't know what happened though; the parts I can barely remember feel like a drug induced dream."

"You mean like this?" Terry pointed out all around them. "Only it's more on the realistic hallucination effects, less on the numb and grogginess with an added bonus of changing species and suffering from perpetual Viagra attacks."

The Dactyl girl's beak squeeze tightly, her cheeks puffing as she tried to repress laughter.

Terry chuckled, "Anyways; I thought maybe I had died and this was God's or the Devil's insane joke on Heaven or Hell. I wouldn't be surprised if this was some kind of government conspiracy; using human guinea pigs for some crazy species reassignment experiment to bring back Dinosaurs for whatever sick plot they have."

"I'm banking on aliens," the Dactyl girl suggested. "I don't think the government would do something this strange to people. And why dinosaurs? Jurassic Park may have eventually become inaccurate, but I think the warning of bringing back a prehistoric race to modern society is still a major concern if they tried that for real."

Terry laughed in calm hysterical silence. "Oh; perhaps not. But I can guarantee someone is trying this shit and so far succeeding. I mean look at us."

The Dactyl girl smiled faintly before look upward to the sky. "My guess is still on aliens. After all; I don't think there is a place like this on Earth anymore. Plus, did you even see the sun? It's off; it doesn't feel as warm as it should so close and its shine pale white like the full moon, but only just as bright as the sun. Feels like alien abduction to another world to me."

Terry's brow furrowed but eventually grinned, realizing she had a point as he looked back out over the mountain tops in front of them. "If it is aliens, then why do you think they are doing this? What would be the reason for bringing back an extinct race that had their time in the sun? And why are they turning humans into them?"

"Who knows," the Dactyl girl muttered, sighing as she looked back down to the chasm gloomy. "I just wish this would end. I rather be sent back home like none of this ever happened, but if being dinosaurs is our fate then I wish my mind would just blank out and go feral already so I wouldn't care anymore."

The Dactyl's words pinched at Terry's stomach and heart, looking up to her in fright. "What are you talking about?"

A tear was beginning to form in the Dactyl girl's left eye. "It happened to my friend. We managed to survive for a while after we woke up. As crazy as it sounds, it's only be a few days since then. On the second day I started feeling the changes coming over me, to when I started looking like you were when we met today. My friend went through further changes at the same time, looking more Raptor than human after that. She started acting weird and primal like we did, fighting urges similar to what we feel now." She paused as her cheeks puffed again in embarrassment. "She complained a lot about being horny too, even had to sneak off away so she could masturbate. I was unlucky to catch her trying to use her own tail. She got mad at me discovering her like that, cackling and snarling at me like the Raptor she was becoming.

"It was then she gave me that look..." she stopped, unsettling shivers riding her scaly body as she thought about what she was about to say. "That 'I'm gonna eat you' look. She suddenly lost control and tried to pounce; eat me alive. I managed to somehow get some distances between me and her and hid under an alcove of large bushes and leaves. While there I felt the changes coming on again, giving me my wings and more of a Dactyl appearance. The only good thing about having animal instincts was that I was quick learning on how to fly, taking off from hiding spot just as my friend found me and tried to attack me again. I only looked back once and saw her turn away disinterested and running off somewhere; remember that look in those animal eyes of her that what made my friend her was gone."

"That's awful," Terry commented, sneaking closer to the Dactyl girl's side gently laying a hand over her shoulder tenderly.

She smiled, reaching over his hand with her right one. "The thing is; if that happened to my friend, then that means it's going to happen to us. Pretty soon we'll change completely and be nothing more than mindless prehistoric lizard-birds with the only thing on our minds being food, shelter, and sex. It's why I had hoped, while we mated, that it ends on a more passionate human note. I wanted to feel like a human woman one last time before I'd allow myself to give in to simple baser needs and just have you mount and fuck me like an animal for the rest of my life. I just wanted that, one more time."

The Dactyl girl began to sob, groaning as she shut her eyes and buried her beak into her chest. Terry did his best to comfort her, finally climbing onto the top edge of the nest with her and brush his shoulders and nuzzling his beak affectionately against the melancholy woman. Cheering other people wasn't his specialty unless he could amuse them with his awkward jokes and batter. But now wasn't the time for jokes. The events the Dactyl girl had gone through was spiraling in his mind now and even he feared of such a fate like her friend's to come to pass between them. He didn't want to be mindless beast either, but a more vibrant and happy outlook looked doubtful.

"There's one thing your friend doesn't' have though," Terry spoke up, grabbing the Dactyl girl's hands and scooting closer to her until their torso's twisted and faces met each other; Terry giving the Dactyl girl a stern yet loving gaze. "I know we just met, but something tells me we are not leaving this place anytime soon. And if we are going to survive here, we need to rely on each other. Whether our minds go blank and we start acting like nothing more than animals we were at least still be together. If we are to be mates than at least that much should transfer between each other. I'll love you and protect you for as long as live, and I know you would do the same, even if it ends up be an instinctual thing. You wouldn't want to lose you beefcake after all, would you?"

A light-hearted giggle escaped the Dactyl girl's beak, smiling as she broke away from Terry's gaze looking down. "That's very sweet of you; but I don't know if that can..."

Terry leaned in and crossed beak with beak in a passionate nuzzle, pressing his chest against hers to comfort. The Dactyl girl lost her train of thought as she swam in his affection, nuzzling back. Her human mind still wanted to lock lips and kiss to show just how much she really loved him as of now, but animal affection and simple fondling managed to keep her content and satisfied. Terry fell back as they resumed their trance into each other's feral eyes.

"If we end up losing our memories and our humanity," Terry continued, "then that's that. We can at least start new memories here, and who says animals can't love each other. Some animals can mate out of passion just as much as humans. I know there will still be love even when we mate again and again. I promise you that."

The Dactyl girl's eyes began to water once more, only now in hopeful joy as she leapt onto him and began to let loose some of her inhibitions, having the entire time been riddled with lust ever since Terry embraced her.

In the heat of her lunge she fell backward, rolling until she laid lustfully on her back preparing to move her body in sultry postures to invite her mate for another round. But her plan after rolling onto her back faded quickly as she heard her mate screaming. When she looked up she found he was gone. Her eyes widened as she realized what had happened.

"No, no, NO!" she shouted, clamoring up to her toes and rushing to the edge of the nest, unfolding her arms and wings as she leapt over and began to dive.

She was flung back as something soared upwards right in front of her, letting out a human cry of excitement. Flapping her wings to balance herself in the air she looked up and saw her mate climbing higher until he was above the mountain tops of their terrain. The Dactyl smiled widely in relief as she pushed her wings hard to climb and join her mate in the sky.

"I'm flying!" Terry shouted gleefully as he performed barrel rolls and various swoops and dives. "I'm actually flying. This is incredible!"

"The one good thing about turning into a Pterodactyl," the Dactyl girl cried as she swooped besides Terry, soaring over the mountains together as they headed back towards the grassy fields where they first awoke. "I always fantasized about flying like this; without the need for planes or blimps to do the work for you. It's such a rush doing all the gliding and soaring yourself like this; to feel the air and wind blow against you. It kind of makes me glad I'm naked to experience this properly."

"You better be careful," Terry cried, flapping about as he circled above and below the Dactyl girl, "all your talk is making me horny again. And you know the view from up here makes you look even sexy to mate with."

The Dactyl girl giggled and screeched, revealing her own horniness once more as she teased Terry with a bird's-eye-view of her rump and sex intentionally. "We'll have to find a place to land first; and it probably won't be a good idea to do it out here if my friend and other carnivorous dino's are lurking about down there."

Terry's beak grinned as he began to hover closer to the Dactyl girl's behind, bodies becoming dangerously close to colliding. "Might not have to land. Just keep flying steady and try not to flinch too much."

The Dactyl girl seemed confused, growing a bit worried as she started to feel her mate's lower body brush up against hers. And as much as it made her shudder pleasurably to the feel of his erection rubbing against her behind she wasn't as confident that mating while they flew was a good idea.

Her thoughts changed the moment Terry found perfect aim and speed and reconnected with her, squawking blissfully as feeling his manhood rattle inside her sex again made her melt and moan.

"Try to just glide," Terry called to the Dactyl girl lustfully.

The Dactyl girl submissively obeyed as she kept her wings out stiff, awaiting her mate's thrusts. As he did, Terry beat his wings to the rhythm of his thrusts, keeping the two in the air as he ravaged her. She occasionally flapped her wings alongside his to take them higher in the air, trying to match his humping with pushing her own rear deeper into her mate's pelvis.

The idea had come to Terry remembering a strange but apparently theorized documentary on how dragons, if existed, mated. A segment had shown the two dragons spirally downward from the sky as they embraced one another, the thrill of the fall enough to get the two off as they mated in the sky, breaking off just moments before they almost impacted with the Earth. Terry thought that the principle could still be the same for Pterodactyls. He wasn't at all fond of doing a nosedive to possible death just to get a sexual thrill, but mating in flight was enough to turn him on and get his mojo flowing at its finest. The thrill was even stronger as he looked down from time to time, seeing the teeming world of various dinosaurs roaming about; an audience that wouldn't care what they were doing as they were probably mating in public elsewhere too. The fact that they could fuck freely without prude eyes judging them or embarrassment seemingly destroyed Terry's own inhibitions; free to mate to his heart's content anywhere and as much as he wanted.

The Dactyl girl surely didn't mind either.

His wings began to beat faster as his need to relieve his sexual tension increased, pounding madly in rhythm. The two began to cry and screech as their climax reached to the surface, struggling to maintain their balance in the air. Beyond their sex-filled thoughts the two hadn't noticed that their bodies were beginning to change once more into the final stage; human physiques altered to a more Pterodactyl shape as their legs shrunk and fingers lengthened and faded, their wings expanding further. Their physical transformation completed in the sky as the two lovebirds roared in euphoric pride, Terry spilling his seed into his mate once more in tremendous amounts, having to remain coupled for nearly a minute or more until he could no longer give more.

When the two broke off and began to fly side by side they glanced amorously back to one another. Neither one looked surprised at their full changes, nor either one could recall clearly who they used to be or where they came from. To them, they were two Dactyls who had found each other and were happily in love, eager to return to the nest and mate once more and start a family. The prospect of little hatchlings flooded their needs, soaring close together to nuzzle affectionately before turning back and flying to their mountain homes, to their nest.

Beyond the blue sky of the Pterodactyls new home, the two alien observers once again watched their new test subjects hurrying home to their den; the one named Tim the most pleased.

"Another successful assimilation and procreation," Tim boasted, patting his distressed brother, Argblah, upon his back.

"Yes, indeed," Argblah agreed reluctantly.

Tim looked to his brother with suspicious frustration. "Is there some sort of criticism you would like to point out, brother? Are there something wrong with my selection of appearance with these creatures this time?"

"Well," the brother started, choking back his words as Tim held up a closed fist shaking readily to punch. Argblah cleared his throat, "Not with their appearance, no."

"Good!" Tim cried, boasting his pride and jubilance once more as he headed back to the ship's control console. "Then let's begin seeking a worthy candidate for our lonely male Tyrannosaurs Rex. I believe I recalled seeing this hot number back in..."

As Tim continued to talk to himself about his plans, Argblah watched the Observation floor seeing the newly changed and mated Pterodactyls flying away, blissfully unaware of the lives they once had as humans...or to whom had taken that away from them.

"This is beginning to be quite a bother," Argblah muttered to himself quietly, scratching his scaly forehead as he slithered away, deactivating the Observation floor panel as he did. "Why does my brother insist on treating these humans with such little respect? We're doing little to study their extinct animal culture and more with ruining these people's lives. If I didn't know any better I would assume my brother is merely running these experts just to get a sick joy out of forcibly mating his subjects. I mean; sure, dinosaurs may be almost close to our reptilian race, but this is just obscene."

Argblah slithered to a visible looking panel watching the unknown originally uninhabitable planet shrink in the distances as the ship headed towards their current destination, Earth. He sighed as he knew this entire experiment was not going to end well.