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Testing Talons Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Gotommax Based on "Donkey TF" flash video by Rayverak, Deinodragon and Rangarig

It had started out like many other nights in the mid-west; calm, sedate, uneventful. The warm winds blew across the vast wheat fields like a sea of gold and the crickets chirped to high heaven. The stars were bright, the moon was dark and the city was far beyond the horizon. It was the perfect life for the Clark family, but it had all come to a sudden and abrupt end with the yelling voices of Stephen Clark's sons. The eldest son came barreling through the wheat field, the stalks slapping against his muscled chest. Nate had grown up to be a fine farmer like his dad, tall and strapping with short brown hair and deep blue eyes, though all his work with the tractors had left him less conventionally muscled and given him more of a swimmer's build.

Behind Nate ran Joey, the youngest son. Joey had turned eighteen the week before but still carried around the attitude of a teenager. The size of the farm meant that it took a lot of work to upkeep, and a lot of work meant they would be staying around their homestead for some time. It didn't seem like a prison to the sons though, it was their future, their inheritance and their pride... and it was that pride that had been wounded with a fateful discovery in one of the fields. Nate and Joey bounded up the porch and through the old squeaky screen door into the house.

"Pa! PA! Someone squashed one of our fields!" Nate exclaimed.

"There's a big circle and its all flat, none of the stalks is broke or nothin!" Joey declared.

"You mean they thrashed it? Stole our wheat?!" Stephen asked, springing to his feet.

"No Pa, it's all still there, it's just flat... perfectly." Nate replied. Stephen still didn't believe his sons, nothing could just squash wheat without breaking it. He moved and grabbed his shotgun from where it rested against the wall, loading it with shells. He headed out of the house, moving to the truck with his sons in close pursuit. Before long they were all in and the old circle headlights of the truck came to life. The truck rumbled along, making its way. Nate pointed, directing his father through the fields.

"Up there pa, right there!" Joey said. It was hard to see over the wheat, but Stephen could see a portion seemed to be missing. He pulled to a stop and jumped out, Joey and Nate clattering after him. The three pushed through the wheat before stepping out into the crop circle. Stephen's eyes widened. He'd never seen anything like it before, it was beyond his comprehension. He looked around to try and figure out what had happened. The only interruptions to the wheat seemed to be where they had entered and where his sons had found it before. Nate had followed Stephen into the circle, but Joey had remained by the truck. As the engine started sputtering and the light flickered, he backed away from it in fear. The truck rumbled and shuddered before it went dead. Stephen spun around in surprise.

"What did you do boy?" Stephen asked in anger. Before there was a chance to respond, a massive flood of light enveloped them. All three boys gazed up in shock and wonder, laying eyes on something beyond their imaginations. The craft was several times larger than their home, floating in the air silently. The edge pulsed with lights and a point at the very center enveloped them with flood lights. They gazed up in awe, but as the light turned from white to yellow, they began to feel something terribly wrong.

Joey was the first to fall, collapsing into the grass, passing out. Stephen fell to his knees and then his side. Nate was the strongest of the three and moved for his father's shotgun, but before he was able to grab it, he too passed out. Unconscious, the three farmers began to lift off the ground, their bodies floating like rag dolls suspended by the light itself. They were drawn up ten feet, twenty, thirty, and at last they disappeared into the source of the light. The column of light snapped off. The silent craft wobbled gently before it began to rise up into the atmosphere, disappearing from sight. Well below, the old farm truck's lights snapped back on, shining silently into the empty night.

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A dull throbbing ache filled Joey's mind as he came swimming back to consciousness. It felt like he'd snuck into his brother's moon shine and had a few drinks too many, but without any of the fun part. He slowly opened his eyes but soon closed them again, assaulted by the bright light. He took a breath and tried again to open his eyes. The room that surrounded him was not his own. The events in the field were not a dream. A large octagonal laboratory light hung from a stainless steel ceiling, illuminating him. Three reticulation arms descended from that, holding trapezoidal computer displays.

Joey couldn't make out any of the green writing on them, but he recognized the double helix as being D.N.A. At least that was what he thought it was called, his pa had pulled him out of school when he learned they were teaching evolution instead of creationism. The third screen depicted the outline of an adolescent human male, him. Joey slowly looked down and gasped, realizing the chill in the air was because he was naked. His lithe, thin torso stretched out before him, his arms resting at his sides, held in place by thick metal clasps.

The room itself was foreign and sterile. The floors were metal grates, the doors were thick and interlocking like some cargo bay door from some science fiction program. Joey tugged against his restraints, but even that show of resistance left him exhausted. Whatever had put him under was still keeping his body at a crawl. Several windows were blacked out across the way, though through one he saw the shadowy silhouettes of figures. One seemed vaguely humanoid, the other somewhat more reptilian somehow.

Joey had caught motion out of the corner of his eye a time or two but he hadn't het turned to look. When something thin and long curled through the air, he finally focused in on it. To his right he saw his brother Nate restrained just as he was, but that wasn't what Joey fixated on. Standing at the foot of the bed was a living, breathing dinosaur... The raptor was impressive, a creature of infinite power. He had the long tail, neck and head of an archetypal dinosaur, but standing little taller than a human and with longer front arms, it was clear the raptor had advantages over all the other species Joey was aware of... but what was most disconcerting of all was the full, hard erection between the dinosaur's legs, throbbing with his heart beat as if he was turned on by whatever he was doing. The shaft extended from his groin, long and proud, hanging over tight, full, leathery balls. They had to be the size of nectarines from what Joey could estimate. Most surprisingly of all, however, was the leather harness the raptor had on over his shoulders and around his neck. Every movement stretched the leather bands.

The raptor moved around Nate's bed, each foot possessing one extra large, curved, claw that tapped as it walked. The tail swept around behind the raptor to counter balance every movement. After checking out Nate's body, he slowly lifted his spine up and Joey's jaw dropped. The raptor had looked wild at first, but as it stood it took on a human posture. It had the same thick pectoral muscles, the same washboard abdomen, biceps and triceps, all the muscle groups of human... but they were all covered with scaly, leathery skin.

Joey watched in his drug induced sluggishness as leather straps were tied around Nate's neck, his ankles and his wrists above the metal cuffs. The raptor scientist withdrew a device from a case and loaded a vial of green liquid into it. The device was brought to Nate's arm and pressed tight. There was a click and a hiss and Joey watched in horror as the green liquid bubbled and was drained into his brother. Nate stirred in his sleep, shifting. The device was set aside and another was brought out.

As the raptor moved around Nate to stand by his head and turned the new object on, the hum reminded Joey of the clippers back home. That turned out to be exactly the case as Nate's hair sloughed off to the ground, falling in piles. Before long the elder brother was left bald, though Joey had to admit he looked even tougher with a smooth scalp. It wasn't right that his brother be so violated... but at least he was still cool while it happened. Again Joey tried to fight but the drug made him even more tired, barely able to lift his head. All he could do was watch.

The three screens above Nate's bed had started to fill with information. The DNA emblem was slowly started to change, little segments changing color. Another indicator had appeared, a slider bar sliding from one symbol to another, though Joey had no idea what that meant. Before long Joey gave up looking at the screens and looked back to Nate, watching in surprise as he noticed a slight difference... Nate wasn't just being tested or probed, he was being experimented on!

Joey watched as Nate seemed to come back to a partial state of consciousness on the other bed. He didn't struggle or move, but his eyes opened and he gazed upwards. Ever so slightly the leather straps around his body began to creak, not because they were getting tighter but because Nate's body was getting larger. It was subtle at first, a few centimeters here and there, but his swimmer's build was thin and strong and the new muscles he was gaining were thicker, larger, wider. The raptor seemed to study the human's growth and chart it on the screens, keeping track of every change.

The cuffs on Nate's arms groaned more as his biceps and triceps bulged, defining and reshaping. They took on more contours, curves and bulges than ever before. Nate's wrists expanded as well, muscle coating his forearm like a sleeve. With his arms so much larger, it was only natural that his shoulders started to bulk up. Like a mantle, thick waves of muscle stretched across his back, connecting together and expanding. His back seemed to widen, a definite v of muscle sloping down around his spine. The raptor moved around to stand further down, nodding in approval at the progress, letting out a purring chuff of satisfaction before noting down more changes on the computer.

Joey watched as Nate's nipples grew hard and pushed out like diamonds, but slowly they started to rise. With every breath his chest expanded, pushing out. His ribs grew thicker and pushed apart, his stomach gaining thicker lumps of muscle. Even Nate's legs were thicker, his ankles being compressed by the straps even as they expanded. Joey couldn't believe his eyes. It was almost too slow to be shocking, but too fast to be natural. The muscle growth was clearly strange in every way... except to the raptor whose tail swayed in delight and his balls shifted with his movements, the scaly sack ominously full.

While Nate's muscles had indeed expanded, they weren't the only thing. The big toes of each foot seemed a bit longer, his pelvis seemed wider and with it his hips, and the backs of his cheek bones somehow seemed wider even if the rest of his face was not. The raptor reached down and amassaged Nate's strange toes, feeling how strong and thick they were becoming before he moved up to stand over Nate, blocking Joey's view of his brother for a moment. The raptor leaned down and gazed into Nate's eyes, watching as the blue turned to brown, then gold... and the round irises suddenly changed, compressing on the sides until Nate was gazing up through vertical slits.

The raptor moved back around to stand by Nate's waist, looking down, his leather harness glistening in the light. His limp human cock had started to fill with blood, just enough that it grew longer and thicker like a heavy log snaking its way down his lap. The raptor shuddered in delight, reaching a clawed hand down to stroke and fondle his cock, the nine inches of fleshy shaft glistening in contrast to the leathery scales his hide was made up of. He gave his log several pumps of his hand before he went back to work, adding more information into the system.

Joey had been disgusted by the display, but at the same time it was hard to ignore such alien anatomy. When he returned his gaze to Nate, he was shocked that he had missed another stage in his brother's transformation. At first he thought Nate had started to grow hair back. A thick yellow and orange fuzz had stretched up along the middle of his skull like a Mohawk, the same fuzz growing out over the point of his chin, but as the moments passed the fuzz seemed to become more defined. The chaos fell away, the strands aligned themselves and the fuzz turned into a sleek, glossy sheen. It wasn't hair that Nate was growing, but feathers...

Tall, thin metallic orange and yellow feathers formed a crest along the center of Nate's skull. Some rose right up while others angled off just a bit to either side. The feathered frill was oddly powerful, bright and sharp in contrast. The fuzz on his chin had turned into a cluster of feathers simulating a goatee, but from what Joey had learned about dinosaurs, some did have feathers. It was then that the thought hit him. His brother was becoming a raptor, just like those around him. The scientist reached out, stroking his palms along the crest of feathers, fluffing them up. Nate seemed to writhe as if he loved that a great deal.

Joey tried to whimper but no sound came out. He knew if he struggled his body would drain of even more energy. He watched as the flesh around his brother's feathers turned from pink to a deep brownish green. The skin hardened a bit, taking on a leathery hue. His eyes were an even brighter gold color and almost seemed to glow in the light of the laboratory. Nate's brow began to harden and bulge out, the bones reshaping to protect his eyes, sloping down further in the center. The bridge of his nose suddenly expanded, flattening out and lengthening as it grew darker, the skin hardening and segmenting into scaly flesh. The raptor flipped one of the screens around and pressed a button, taking a picture of Nate's in-progress appearance.

With all the changes surging through his system, Nate's nostrils flared, but as they expanded they stayed wide. The sides of his nose lost their definition and melded seamlessly into the rest of his face. His forehead bulged out and soon it was clear his entire face was extending. No longer was his nose just an accessory stuck on his face, it was a seamless continuation of his skull, all the way around his head, between his eyes and down to his lips. The flesh angled off at the sides, blending everything together. There was no separation, no sharp definition. His humanity was melting away at an astonishing rate.

Nate's jaw popped and shifted suddenly, the contortions audible as his chin and lips pushed forward. The front of his mouth narrowed into a point as his face became a muzzle. As his face extended, what had become of his nose lengthened as well, becoming a strong raptor muzzle that was even more impressive than that of the scientist. Nate's lips parted, revealing the sharp dagger like teeth at the very front of his pointed face, creating quite the deadly and dangerous looking smile. If Joey didn't know better, he could have sworn that the scientist was likely to swoon, so enamored with how Nate was looking.

While Nate's head had changed drastically, the rest of his body was following suit. His chest had turned dark with dinosaur hide, his cock had turned from pink to a dark burgundy red and the mushroom shaped head seemed to be pushing out into a point while the sides flared more. Nate panted harder, his eyes clenching shut in a look of joy as his balls started to swell and grow, but as they did, his sack remained the same size. The skin grew tighter, hugging the engorged balls... and then the skin began to toughen, taking on the hardness of leather. The farmer's hands contracted and relaxed, the fingernails turning from white to brown, then black as they extended into sharp claws. Nate's body had grown so much more muscular, larger and stronger in every way, but soon his hips were being lifted up as something new slid down behind him, the start of a tail.

Joey paled in shock as he watched his brother change that much. He'd been so fixated on his face he hadn't noticed the hips widen, the ass cheeks slide apart or the tailbone stretch into such a thick, wide base. The flesh pooled out at a rapid pace, narrowing and lengthening into a true raptor tail. The tail slid down between his legs before hanging off the end of the table, but then Joey saw his feet. While most of Nate's toes seemed almost normal, capped by claws instead of toenails, his big toes had completely changed and Nate was the proud owner of huge curved raptor talons. They tapped away as he got used to them, his deadly grin growing larger.

Every muscle grew dark as it was covered by his raptor skin, the flesh harder and tougher, thicker. His face had reconfigured, his gold eyes glowing almost like flashlights as he looked around the room appraisingly. Joey could tell Nate was more away, but more awake as the monster he had become. His personality was disappearing. The computer chirped as the slider bar slipped past the half way mark and suddenly Nate's nostrils flared again. He sniffed the air and let out a purring chuff before his eyes settled on the scientist working on him... and then his groin. A thick reptilian tongue slid out as Nate licked his lips before he spread his legs as wide as he could, using his tail to prop his hind quarters up. The motion presented the scientist with his virgin ass, ripe for the taking. If that wasn't enough, Nate lifted his chin, as if beckoning the scientist, calling to him.

Joey felt his soul shatter. Not only had they corrupted his brother, taken away his humanity... but they had made him gay too? Was that what the bar meant? It was an orientation meter?! Joey was horrified, but even more so as the scientist set his equipment down and moved, abandoning his work to take Nate up on his offer. He tilted the table a bit and moved forward, bringing his pointed raptor cock to Nate's tail hole. Nate snorted and spread his back out wider on the table, shifting as he felt the scientist start to push into him. Joey shuddered in shock, thinking back to everything he'd been warned about such actions.

The long, thick raptor cock squeezed into the hole, pushing the muscles wide before it began sliding in. Nate squirmed in pleasure as it entered him before he let out a soft growl of pleasure when his partner stopped. The scientist pulled back and thrust in with a soft growling grunt, hesitated, then did it again. Joey closed his eyes, unable to watch but even with his eyes shut he could hear each thrust, each grunt, each motion. It was torture and Nate was doing it willingly, eagerly.

The sounds picked up speed, fast and hard, the two raptors grunting and snorting in unison as they mated. There was little distinction between them now other than color and the goatee, their forms blended and matched. The grunting continued on for what felt like an eternity until the pattern changed. The scientist's grunts went from rapid fire to slow, deep, steady bursts of pleasure. Joey cringed, realizing the scientist must have been cumming right then. He opened one eye and then the other.

Nate's body was limp on the bed. Even with his strange, alien head it was clear he was grinning. Joey looked up at the screen. The orientation bar was all the way to the right, the indicator a bright pink. Joey guessed there wasn't a shred of desire in his brother to even look at a woman again, let alone want to breed with her... The scientist slid forward slowly, then back, working out the last of his seed deep into Nate's back before he pulled out. Like some sort of fleshy dipstick, the scientist's shaft emerged, coated and dripping in his own seed. A gush of raptor cum leaked out of Nate's anus and drizzled down his tail, but Nate's gold eyes rolled into the back of his head as his own shaft pulsed and thick yellow sperm sprayed up all over his scale covered belly. Nate went limp on the bed again and the scientist wandered away from the side of the room.

Joey quickly closed his eyes, playing dead until the raptor had passed. A whoosh of air signaled that the door had opened and then shut again. Joey slowly opened his eyes and looked at Nate, seeing nothing but a sexually gratified gay raptor. He couldn't bear to look at him anymore. Joey tried to turn over to his left, only to find a far more horrendous image. His father was restrained as well, but not on the bed... to the bed. He was hunched over the end of it, his arms clamped in where Nate and Joey's feet were, his ass in the air, his cock hanging before him. He had already been shaved. Another raptor scientist stood behind him garbed in an even more complex harness. The straps stretched across his broad chest almost like a web. Even his leathery balls had a leather strap running around them and down the center. The scientist checked Stephen's arms and legs, as if testing muscle tone.

Joey tried to speak but he couldn't. True fear filled his heart, at least until he saw his father pull against the binds, trying to resist. Joey smiled a bit. At least his father wasn't a fag. The raptor, however, clearly was. Seeing the human struggle seemed only to turn the alien dinosaur on more before he moved. The raptor withdrew the same device that had been used on Nate. Holding it with one hand, he leaned over Stephen, his scaly chest against the human's back. The raptor reached to grab the human's cock and give it a few tugs with his left hand as he injected the human with his right.

Stephen grunted out in dismay at the injection, but even more at being violated... but his protests were only just beginning. As the injector was set aside, something far darker began. Feeling the alien cock pushing between his fat ass cheeks, Stephen clenched down to try and deny it entrance. He grunted and tried to resist, though like Joey, no words escaped his lips. The dinosaur snorted and gripped his hips harder. The wince of pain caught the human's defenses off guard just long enough. Stephen called out in anger as his ass was penetrated and violated. The raptor slipped up into him forcefully, laying his huge dinosaur head over Stephen's shoulder. It seemed the scientist was doing his best to arouse the human as he changed. One raptor hand moved to the human's hip, the other resting on the end of the bed. The raptor pulled back and thrust again, filling Joey's father even deeper.

Tears leaked down Joey's head, tears of fear for his father and tears of pride that his father resisted. Stephen tried to tilt his hips away, to crouch, to do anything he could to fight. The raptor grunted in dissatisfaction at the human's efforts to resist him, but it only spurred the beast to try harder. The thrusts became more vicious, the claws dug into the flesh. One raptor hand reached forward to wrap around Stephen's shaft again, stroking it and giving him a hand job. Stephen tried to fight even that, but he suddenly shuddered as the dinosaur's cock hit his prostate and sent a wave of pleasure through him, a pleasure that he had always considered sinful, forbidden, taboo.

Sensing the human's resistance waiver, the raptor focused on that point and started slamming in relentlessly. Stephen called out, falling against the bed, panting. His anger and refusal to comply had become dumbfounded shock, something far easier for the raptor to work with. Stephen's fingers dug into the palms of his hand as he was filled deeper and deeper. The raptor rammed his cock in more and more, starting to built up the same pattern of snorts and grunts the other scientist had with Nate. Joey whimpered softly, feeling so terrible for his father. He rolled back onto his back, looking up at the screens above his head, noticing his own slider bar after a moment. It wasn't moving... but it wasn't all the way to the left either, it was closer to the middle than his brother had been.

Joey clenched his eyes shut, trying to block out his senses, but it didn't work at all. If anything it made it worse. Stephen's grunts had changed from anger to something almost like yearning. He panted with each thrust of his captor, the pants starting to sound like they were on the verge of moans. Against his better judgment, Joey turned his head to look back at his father, shocked at what he saw. In the short time he looked away, his father had started to change. His large toes had swelled dramatically, his hips had splayed out and his skin was taking on a greenish yellow hue. Worst of all, Stephen's face had started to extend, pushing forward into a growing muzzle.

Despite the fear and trepidation he felt, Joey forced himself to watch the 'death' of his father and the birth of the new beast. Stephen's will eroded, his mind being corrupted. Joey just knew that every hatred of gayness was being pumped out of his pa and being replaced with unholy raptor thoughts. Each thrust was another step toward the new life. Stephen's spine had started to extend out behind him into a tail, countered by the fact that his human arms were growing lankier rather than thicker, picking up muscles but in a very different configuration.

As Stephen was fucked into raptordom, the heavy doors lumbered open and the first scientist returned again, or at least a raptor Joey guessed was the first. He had changed his leather harness to one that had a few more embellishments, but all the colors were the same. The raptor moved up to the foot of Joey's bed, reaching up to tap on the screens. He filtered through a variety of files before he brought a picture of a human form and a raptor form. He entered a sequence of codes before loading it into place. The raptor turned, leaving Joey there as he moved across the room to rummage through drawers. Joey turned his head, looking back to the bed on his left.

His father's body had changed even more, all of his skin taking on the green scales, but nothing was brighter than his sack. As his testicles swelled and stretched, the leathery flesh around them took on a bright greenish hue, as if signaling that he was ready to mate. He didn't really look human at all between the scales and his extended face. His ears had shrunk away, leaving nothing but hearing slits. Joey watched as his father's distinctive nose disappeared, the nostrils becoming part of the rest of the muzzle at large. Every time the raptor thrusted, Stephen's head lifted up as if he was affirming the thrust. The two had fallen into perfect sync. The former human's new tail even swayed at the same time, as if controlling that had already sunk deep into his brain.

As if the mating of his father wasn't enough, Joey cringed as he heard the familiar panting and grunting starting up behind him. The first scientist had started in with Nate again, the two mating. It seemed their libido was incredibly high. The grunts and pants picked up speed until both Joey's father and brother were grunting away in pleasure. With every grind and every movement, both raptors moved deeper. Top and bottom, both grunted and snorted in unison. It was hard for Joey to tell, but to his raptor captor the transformation of Stephen had been amazing. Years had been stripped away from the paternal human, leaving him with the young and virile body of a male that had just entered full adulthood. Joey had no way of knowing all his father's aches and pains were gone, only that his father's personality was.

As the transformation progressed, every sign of Stephen's restraint was gone. He thrust his hips back wildly, taking in the scientist deeply. He was making love and lust with passionate abandon, not holding back in the slightest. The raptor seemed caught up in it all as well, thrusting and grinding with all his might, his lap clattering against Stephen's ass. The two were wilder than even Nate and his captive, as if Stephen was making up for lost time and sewing his wild oats. He took the raptor cock with pride, his thick, long, pointed dinosaur cock throbbing in time with his heart as it reached full and true erection, jutting out from his body. Stephen's feet finished spreading into large paws, his big toes tapping their claws on the floor. His tail was almost double the rest of his body weight and his eyes had taken on an intense yellow glow. His brows had thickened around the eyes protectively, his muzzle forming in good and thick.

There was no more resistance, no more restraint. Stephen was taking it fast, hard and deep. Joey couldn't imagine how anyone could even fit that much cock inside of them, let alone enjoy it... but as terrible as it was, he couldn't look away. He was watching his father with wide eyes, unaware his own orientation meter crept a little to the right as he did so. Gazing as if mesmerized, Joey's field of vision was suddenly blocked as a third raptor scientist walked in front of him, moving over to a crate and opening it up. His leather harness seemed the simplest of all, barely more than a neck collar and loops around his shoulders. Joey's eyes briefly darted to the thick, tough balls this raptor had. They had no leather embellishments, though as large as they were they hardly needed any. The scientist withdrew an injector and a vial, assembled the two and prepared it.

Joey tried to look over the raptor and see his father. He wasn't sure why, that was the last thing he wanted to see, but he... had to see it. He could hear Nate and Stephen getting fucked soundly by the other scientists and in his heart he knew that was what was waiting for him. Joey's scientist closed the case and took a few steps back. Joey looked back to his father. There was no more humanity in what Stephen had become, though as much as Joey hated to admit it, he still recognized his father... There was a squareness to the jaw, even if it had narrowed into a deadly muzzle. There was also a dedication and focus, just as Stephen had always showed on the farm. He was going to see everything through to the end... and sure enough, Joey soon heard the tell-tale sound of the scientist approaching his limit. His thrusts became sharp, true and slow.

Stephen lifted his head, letting out an animalistic snarl, clenching down with his ass as he felt his partner's cock throb inside of him, then the hot jets of cum. Joey closed his eyes, knowing that he had finally lost his father completely. He began mouthing the words to a prayer, not knowing anything else to do. With the orgasm complete, the scientist slowly pulled off of Stephen, examining his patient. Stephen hadn't run off, he'd finished the orgasm.

The brand new green raptor turned, rubbing his muzzle on the scientist's cheek before he gave the raptor a lick. With that sign of thanks done, he began to look around the room for the first time, realizing his sons were there. He admired the mohawked raptor on the far side of the room for a long moment before he turned his focus onto Joey. Stephen and Joey met eyes, the two exchanging a glance. It was almost as if his father was bragging, gloating about his new form, proud of the monster he had become.

The scientist above Joey had been watching Stephen and his partner, but with the show done he got back to work. He leaned over Joey and Joey's eyes locked onto the injector, watching the raptor bring it over his chest to his right arm and inject it. Joey's face shot up to the raptor head hovering over him, seeing the eye, the long row of teeth and the eager grin. Joey shuddered, feeling a strong tingling spread through his body, almost like he was floating. As Joey looked back to the injection site, he saw the first scientist was still fucking Nate again wildly off to the right.

It boggled his mind that they could be fucked over and over like that. The raptor filling Nate lifted his head and let out a deep roar of pleasure as he filled his captive yet again. Joey turned his head, only to realize the second scientist had started filling his father again, already. On the one hand it seemed like hell, a life of sin and debauchery... but... on the other hand, they did seem to be enjoying it. Even if it was wrong, it wasn't like they were choosing it. They were being forced to be gay and at least... it looked like it would feel good. Joey glanced back up at his screen, realizing his orientation meter had slipped over more to the right. He clamped his eyes shut, trying not to watch either of his family members fucked, but he still had to hear it.

The third raptor scientist reached down to stroke his long hard cock as he watched Stephen getting filled again, letting Joey stew for a while as he changed. His tail practically wagged like a happy dog. Joey glanced over, seeing his scientist perfectly occupied watching. He leaned back, thinking he would get a respite, but when his head moved he realized Nate's scientist was approaching him, coming right at him. Joey's eyes drifted to the huge, still hard cock between his legs, dripping with juices, and then to his face.

The large raptor leaned right in, coming nostrils to nose with Joey. The raptor snorted air a bit and the hot, spicy scent went right in Joey's nose. He struggled against his binds, shuddering at the smell. The raptor only grinned in glee. Looking down at Joey. Joey felt the sensations intensifying in his body. His heart was racing, his body was scorching hot. The raptor grabbed the clippers he had used on Nate, the humming started and he brought it to Joey's head. Joey felt his beautiful hair falling off, scattering across the head of the bed and falling to the floor. His naked scalp felt cooler, the heat radiating off of it better, but Joey glanced up at his reflection, expecting to look horrified.

While he couldn't make out his own image that well from just a reflection, it didn't seem as bad as he thought. If he had lived in the city he might have made a good thug... Maybe good enough that all the gang members would invite them to their bed. Joey cringed suddenly, horrified he had thought that. That was the last thing he wanted. He shook his head in disgust, looking at his orientation bar. It had slid even more to the right, bit by bit. Joey grunted in dismay. It was unbearable, it was so wrong; it... was starting to feel rather interesting.

The change in sensations had started in Joey's chest. His eyes slipped down, looking at his hardening nipples. Joey had never been that built. Like his brother, the modern tools of the far had kept him from developing the most robust muscles. While Nate had the build of a swimmer, Joey had wound up as a bean pole. His ribs had been visible through his skin, his spine stuck out, he was skin and bones... at least he had been. As Joey watched, a subtle change started to manifest. Slowly, out of the perfectly flat chest he had always known, muscles were forming.

Joey watched in awe as if Atlantis itself was rising from a watery depth. His pectoral muscles firmed and grew, pushing out, rounding and hardening, squaring off on the sides. It was absolutely marvelous... and then the change slipped down his abdomen. Joey gasped softly, writhing as new balls of tight, hard muscle began pushing out of his stomach, rounding up into a six pack, then an eight pack, lining his torso. Joey was shocked, amazed, and he felt rather ashamed. The one thing he had always wanted had been granted by these evil creatures, but it was only the start.

A dull ache and throb began spreading through Joey's limbs, the kind of deep rooted throbbing pain that could only be described as growing pains. His bones hurt, his muscles hurt, it was like everything but his bone marrow was a source of pain. His skin grew taut as his legs started to stretch longer, then his arms. Joey looked up at the screen, trying to figure out what was happening. While he still couldn't decipher any of the language, the icons were fairly simple. Three occupied the center screen. The first was a silhouette of how he was, the middle was a full adult form, and the third was a raptor. Joey looked at his hands as they swelled outward, larger and thicker, the fingers toughening up.

Joey panted hard, trying to adjust to the sensations. What he couldn't adjust to was the sudden sensation of a rough, clawed hand curling around his shaft. Joey had felt up his own shaft before, but this was nothing like that. There were fewer fingers, they were stronger and a strange combination of rough like sandpaper and slick like leather at the same time. He grunted, trying to pull his cock free of the hand, but the raptor was too good at his job. He drew his hand up, holding Joey's cock at full length before the hand went down and up against, starting to stroke him.

Joey tried to think of unsexy things to turn himself off... Barbara Bush, His elementary school teachers, Margaret Thatcher... Then he realized all of the people he was thinking of were women. Shouldn't he be thinking of men to turn him off? Yes, people he'd never be turned on by. Joey filled his mind with memories of his brother working in the field, sweat speckling his body like dew, glinting in the sunset light. Joey groaned suddenly, realizing he had accomplished the exact opposite effect. His cock hardened and it started to lengthen, much to Joey's surprise. He had assumed he was at his full length, but this was not the case.

With each thrust of the raptor hand, Joey's cock elongated, stretching. More and more blood flooded into the shaft, turning it from a light peach color to a more insistent red. Joey watched in shock as the cock stretched into his field of vision, even restrained to the bed. His cock had to be ten or eleven inches, then twelve, then thirteen. More than that, he could feel the skin around his balls tighten and harden, constricting them like a snake, only to have them grow and stretch and engorge, sticking out form his body as the sack became like leather. Joey panted and finally let out a moan, but his voice had changed. It was deeper, more masculine. Joey could feel that his vocal chords had changed, so had his throat. The muscles that coated his torso seemed to spread down his arms, building out his biceps and triceps. The cuffs on his wrists grew tight as his arms filled out. Everything Joey could see cried out that his body was more masculine than ever before, with the exception of body hair. He felt like it should have been spreading all over his body, but the raptors had worked to rid them all of hair.... And apparently he was no exception.

Sensing that he was stronger, Joey tried to struggle against his bond. While he didn't immediately weaken as he had with the drug in his system before, his binds were tight...and the raptor working his cock wasn't giving up, stroking him off more and more. Joey tried to resist, but after a moment he lifted his hips, actually helping. Shame coursed through his mind when he realized he had helped the raptor, but it felt so good to thrust. Gently he lifted his hips again and then again, starting to slide his rod up and down in the raptor's hand. Joey tried to rationalize by saying that it was a natural reaction, but as he glanced up at the screen he realized his orientation bar had slipped even more.

Joey's upper body had matured quickly, but his legs were filling out as well. Sheets of muscle crept down his legs, coating his thighs and calves. His ankles swelled, then his heels and his feet. He had woken up that morning wearing size eight shoes, but he had to be several sized larger... and then Joey felt it, the throb and creak in his big toes. They tightened, almost as if in a cramp, angling upwards against is will. His toenails started to hurt, much to his surprise. Joey never knew they could. The nails thickened and grew firmer across all of his feet, starting to sink into his toes, the flesh growing over the top of them. The nails curved and hardened, forming claws, but nothing compared to what his big toes were going through.

While his large toes had developed the same claws as the rest of his feet, they weren't stopping there. The claws continued extruding out, pushing out of the bone, curving forward, then across, then back down again. His toes and the large claws formed arches, the curved claw finally coming down to rest even with the rest of his claws. Joey took a breath and moved them. They lifted and lowered easily, almost as easily as a thumb, but deadly at the same time. Joey groaned, feeling the first burst of pride in his system. His feet had never been 'interesting' before. They were so much better than human feet, but as soon as he thought that, Joey chased the sensation away from his mind. Then he realized what that change meant... he was done getting more mature, the next process was starting.

Joey opened his eyes again and looked down at his foot long cock, panting softly. It had continued getting redder as his feet changed, leaving human tones behind and taking on such a dark red that it was almost brown. He watched the scientist stroke him off and the head of his manhood started to reform. It bulged upwards in the center and outward at the sides, forming a sort of spade shape, the same odd spade shape the other raptors had. He had the fuck stick of a dinosaur, a virile male dinosaur. Joey moaned, writhing more, bucking his hips into the hand of the scientist overseeing his change. He couldn't hold back, he couldn't resist, he had to fuck... but he could still hate them for it.

On the screen above Joey, the orientation meter passed the three quarters mark. Joey was loving his hand job, he was loving being a man, thinking about men, but that didn't change that he was abducted, that these monsters had changed his family. Joey struggled against the binds, trying to get free, trying to get out. The harder he tried, the more his muscles bulged and made him feel fantastic. Joey snarled sharply, bearing his teeth as he fought. His fingers dug into the palm of his hands, but as he felt pain he realized his fingernails had started to change.. He lifted his hands as much as he could with the wrist restraints.

While he could only see the top half of his hand from his vantage point, that was enough. His fingers had stretched out, growing knobby and tough. His fingernails were not only black, they were long and thick, emerging from the very center of the ends of his fingers rather than the top. They pushed out, hardening into even more deadly claws. Joey moved the fingers, waggling them around, getting use to the sight before he let his hands lay down at his sides. He grunted softly, feeling defeated and oh so horny. He looked up at the raptor, wondering if that was just how the beast wanted him to feel.

Joey grunted softly as his ears popped. It was like when he drove over the mountain, then went back down the other side. The pain intensified for a moment, his entire ear canal feeling as if it was on fire. His ears burned hot for a moment, but then the sensation died away. Not just the heat, but of having ears. The adornments shrunk away until nothing was left but ear slits on the side of his head. Joey panted in surprise at that, writhing a bit. It really was happening, he was losing his own humanity bit by bit... and it felt wonderful.

The changing human gazed up at the raptor, watching him have his way... but then something happened, something visual. At first Joey thought they had turned up the lights, everything seemed brighter, the colors more vivid. Then Joey realized it was him. Patterns that had been invisible to his eyes before started to appear. Colors on the walls, lines on the floor, rich sensations that only raptors could see. No doubt his eyes had changed, glowing as brightly in the light as his brother's. Joey wondered what they looked like, but his attention suddenly shot back to the scientist before him.

The scientist raptor had seemed content to jack the human off to no end, but as his raptor features came out more and more, a dollop of pre oozed out of the dinosaur's cock and fell to the floor. Joey watched as the raptor started leaning in closer to his groin. The beast nuzzled the shaft with the side of his face before he opened his maw wide and sunk his muzzle around Joey's cock. Joey's back arched and his hands dug into the table, adrenaline coursing through his body as he felt the deadly sharp teeth graze his meat and the strong, tough tongue start to slather against his rod.

Joey realized that with a single bite he could lose his manhood forever, but all the raptor wanted to do was please him. It seemed the best way to remain intact was to go along with it. At least that was what he told himself. Soon Joey was lifting his hips, thrusting into the dinosaur's maw. He thrust hard, feeling the lips close around iit. Saliva started to build up in Joey's mouth and he ran his tongue around his teeth, but even that was different; Not only was his tongue longer and thicker than before, but his teeth were growing sharper, turning into uniform sharp spikes for tearing flesh. Joey opened his mouth and let out a soft growl of confusion and delight. This seemed only to encourage the scientist around his cock further, the dinosaur pushing all the way to his groin.

Joey panted hard, still struggling against his restraints, thrusting up wildly. The moments between his thoughts of disgust were growing further apart. At first he only felt food for his predicament for a few seconds, but soon entire minutes passed where he loved it and never wanted it to stop. Joey moaned and writhed, shifting before he realized something was in his field of vision, something bright orange and red... and fuzzy. Joey went cross eyed trying to see it, but it turned out to be fuzz growing from his chin. The fuzz grew out, refining and sharpening into thick feathers, rooted deep in his flesh.

He had a goatee, a real goatee... Well, a raptor goatee. Joey's tongue hung out of his mouth in delight. He felt like such a man. He was so big, so strong, the scientist was sucking off his huge rod and Joey bet the scientist was loving it. Joey felt such pride, such joy at being so big and manly... and for the first time, it all felt right. He hadn't lost his family, his father and brother were right there... and soon enough Joey would look just like them, just like his pa and his brother, strong virile raptors. Joey growled in bliss, wanting the change to speed up, wanting it more and more.

No longer did Joey want to be a human. He wanted to cast their frailties away, their misconceptions. He was a man, the universe existed to pleasure him and no one could do that better than another man, especially one that knew him well. Joey's golden eyes lifted up, seeing that the orientation bar had reached the end of the slider, and not a moment too soon. Joey was glad that it was all the way over, he'd never have to think about women again, just the wonderful men on the ship. Joey thrusted into the scientist's mouth freely, but he glanced over, looking over at his father once again.

Stephen had been mated deeply and truly once more, getting yet another load of cum up his ass, but as the scientist pulled back once more, the raptor that had injected Joey turned around to look at him. Stephen's mate left the human behind and the two wandered over, coming up to Joey's bed. Before long he was surrounded by the three raptors, each of them with their ever present erections. The raptor that had merely been watching Stephen's mating before seemed the most pent up of them all. He reached down to give his cock a good stroke before he moved forward.

Soon Joey felt the hot, wet point of the raptor's cock pushing at his lips, but there was no thought of resistance, no desire to hold back. He opened his lips and took it in, his cheeks going tight and his tongue wriggling around as he struggled to suck for all he was worth. The raptor growled in delight, thrusting into Joey's mouth, the cock soon brushing the back of his throat. Joey nearly gagged at first, but as his body continued to change, that reflex slowly faded away. Joey relaxed his throat and soon the raptor thrust in deeper. Joey's head tilted and he felt the long shaft slide into his throat, just a little at first, then half way, then almost all the way to the stomach.

The raptor above him snorted hot breaths and grunts each time he thrust, getting so deep. Joey shifted, his face aching and burning before bones started to shift. He could feel his mouth elongating around the raptor's cock, his teeth spreading out, his tongue growing even more. His nose spread out, the nostrils becoming a part of his face itself. His brows pushed out into hard ridges and his nose sloped up evenly with his forehead. Before long Joey could see his muzzle stretched around the cock in his maw and he felt all the more wonderful for it.

The former human's skin shifted, taking on rich oranges and browns, like the color of earth and honey. The skin turned hard, becoming as strong as leather as his scales refined. Then the most exciting change came as Joey's hips lifted up. His entire spine ached, but as his tail pushed out beneath him, it felt wonderful, every new inch of tail felt magnificent... and knowing there was one scientist left out, Joey used the tail to push his hips up even further, his cheeks parting to reveal his tail hole. The ring of flesh pulsed as he tried to relax it.

The last scientist didn't need asked twice. He soon lunged onto the table, trying to get to Joey's asshole. The former human youth growled out around the cock in his mouth in pleasure as he felt the raptor lewdly poke at his hole, and then it slid in. Soon inches of raptor cock filled his ass, sliding deep. All four raptors were grunting and snorting in pleasure, falling into a natural rhythm of sucking and thrusting. Joey knew it was his turn to make his father and brother jealous; he was pleasing all three raptors. There was so much cock, saliva and pre all around that they made wet noises as they went at it.

Joey's changes slowed, his body reaching his apex. There was not an ounce of human flesh left on his muscled body. The scale covered raptor had a proud Mohawk and goatee, he was tall and lithe, he had claws and a tail and a huge raptor cock and he was completely gay. His mind had been broken, he was a gay raptor and that was simply the extent of it. That was his life. As he realized that, he moaned and came, spraying thick cum into the raptor's maw that sucked him off. The scientist drank it down, gulping and slurping. Joey came for what felt like three minutes, but even after he finished, the scientist kept sucking and licking until Joey was completely clean.

The raptor pulled off of Joey's cock and Joey realized then that he was always going to be hard. His cock was ready for another round of sex, and it always would be. The first scientist to pull off turned off the computer screens and pushed them out of the way before moving to take the restraints off of Nate. The wrist cuffs, the ankle bands. The only thing that remained was the thick leather collar, but even that was removed from the bed, left on Nate. The scientist helped the raptor off of the bed and led him toward the door. Nate padded by his brother, looking at him enviously, but knowing he was on his way to start an exciting new life.

The raptor that had been fucking Joey's mouth seemed unable to hold back much longer. His cock quivered before a gush of thick, potent raptor cum filled Joey's mouth and throat, spraying directly into his belly. Joey sucked the raptor off as well as he could, slurping and cleaning him with his tongue, doing just what had been done to him. When there wasn't a speck left of musky seed, the scientist extracted himself from Joey's maw, turned, and moved over to Stephen's table. Just as his co-worker had, he turned off the computers above Stephen's bed, then unhooked him from the restraints. Stephen stood up and stretched, getting used to his raptor body. Seeing his scientist's outstretched hand, he took it and walked with the raptor out of the lab, moving into the rest of the ship.

The laboratory had grown quiet with only the sounds of the raptor fucking Joey deep. Joey growled and chuffed as any raptor would as his ass was worked, taking it deep, clenching down with his muscles to add to the friction. His mate growled and then roared, lifting his head as he thrust in deep and held himself there. Sudden heat blossomed inside of Joey, the seed spreading out in his loins. Once the orgasm had subsided, the scientist gave a few more thrusts before he pulled out, his cock dripping with the excess seed.

Joey watched as the last raptor captor reached up to turn off his own computer systems and push them out of the way before reaching down. The wrist cuffs came off, then the ankle cuffs. The scientist helped Joey off of the bed, his feet touching down on the metal floor for the first time. Joey had expected to feel dizzy, standing up for the first time since his change, but it just felt right. He was a raptor, a complete raptor like his family. The scientist offered Joey his clawed hand and Joey accepted, holding it and giving it a squeeze. The two walked across the lab toward the heavy doors. The doors slid open ahead of them, a bright light coming from the other side. Joey walked with his scientist fearlessly into the light, leaving the laboratory behind... at least until it was time for him to conduct his first experiment.