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Going the Way of the Dinosaur

Written by Leo_Todrius

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In most states, Friday Night Lights referred to the big football game between schools. For Spike Ridge High, it was wrestling. The bright lights shone down across the large gym, the polished wood floor covered by countless spongy burgundy mats covered with circles and squares for the various kinds of combat. On any Friday the stands would have been full of parents and students from the various schools participating, but tonight was different. Tonight was history in the making.

Cody padded out from the locker room, his rusty red hair wavy where it stuck up from the head gear that protected his ears. The straps hugged a young but ruggedly good looking face, eighteen years old and dappled with freckles. His neck was strong, his shoulders stronger. They were broad, his biceps and triceps toned. His orange singlet tapered to black around the waist, the black neoprene hugging a cup that protected his manhood. No such protection covered his full ass cheeks, and his thick calves looked as if he'd been poured into the stretchy suit.

Green eyes glanced around, taking it all in. It didn't take him long to pass over the press. He found himself instead finding those in the crowd that symbolized just why tonight was different. While the majority of those gathered were parents, only about three quarters of the audience were human. The harsh gymnasium lights glinted off of scales in nearly every shade of the rainbow. There were ivory horns and skull spikes, rubbery frills instead of hair and clothing cut around leathery bone plates coming out from spines.

“...which is why all eyes are on Spike Ridge High School this Friday night. Granted special dispensation two years ago, the S32 school district is the test bed to integration between Human and Saurian student bodies. While resistance to commingling in the classroom has decreased, there are still those who protest intramural sports between the species citing unfair competition. As often is the case in the world of Sports, however, it seems the contestants may be more game for a challenge than those watching. For KP33, I'm Ian Laney." The reporter said before the bright light of the camera snapped off.

The young man turned around, adjusting his round glasses, giving Cody a smile from where he stood. Cody forced a smile back at the man before returning his focus to the floor of the gym. He had enough to think about without adding reporter commentary added to the mix. No doubt the school would want him to participate in some sort of debrief interview afterwards, but that was all politics. He had to focus on the here and now and…… huge. Cody looked up as he saw movement coming from the other side of the gym. Three figures moved out into the lights of the gym, carrying themselves with the same swagger Cody had.

While generally similar in size to humans, the Saurians tended to have more mass. At five foot eight, one of the Saurians lived up to that description in spades. His pale robin's egg blue scales framed a head almost twice as wide as it was tall, studded on the forehead and the back of the jaw with white nubs. His shoulders were almost as wide as a queen side bed and the carefully tailored neoprene of his uniform did little to cover the leathery plates along his back. A long, blunt, club-like tail swung back and forth behind his legs.

Standing next to the Ankylosaur was a far leaner young man. His scales looked like an oil sheen on a rainy day, a rainbow of metal flake on a black base. His face was a long muzzle filled with sharp fangs. He was clearly lighter than Cody was, but the muscles he did have were no doubt stronger. Added to that, he had to wear a special cover over the sickle like talons on his feet that normally were enough to slice through nearly any material. Bright yellow eyes flicked back and forth, a grin crossing his long lips as he saw the crowd.

As imposing as those two saurians were, it was their leader that caught Cody's focus. At six foot one, a few inches were added by tall green rubbery frills that stood up from his scaly skull like a mohawk. While he had a muzzle, it was shorter and a little closer to human normal. Two steel rings glinted from either side of his nostrils. While his back and shoulders were forest green, the saurian's chest was a lighter sand colored tan.

The sharp flashing light of dozens of cameras and phones began to go off, offering to blind those caught in the crossfire. The raptor wrestler let out a hiss, his yellow eyes closing half lidded as he turned away from the light. Cody let out a soft murmur at that, wondering if it might come in handy during the match. If they were more photosensitive maybe a moment of distraction might - Cody stopped himself there, closing his eyes with a wince. He couldn't think like that. He had to fight fair and square. Any misstep here would be documented for all time.

“DeBone, you gonna keep wandering around or are you going to join us?" The coach's harsh voice cut through Cody's brain fog. He gave a short nod of his head and fell in line with his team. They represented only the largest weight class when it came to humans, but they were the best the school had to throw at the Saurians. Cody tried to keep his calm as Hugo was assigned to go up against the ankylosaur. Watching the wrestler that might as well have been a sumo wrestler from his own team head out, squaring off against the blue scaled behemoth. He could practically see steam snorting from their nostrils before they went at each other. The impact that they made as they clashed vibrated through the stands, shaking everyone's water bottles.

Grapples and grasps, slams, pushes. He had to give credit to both of them. They were keeping it clean, above the belt and not using anything sketchy like horns or tails. Hugo actually looked like he was having fun, his brown chubby cheeks curved into a grin as he squared off against the dinosaur before him. There was a long groan, a grunt, and then a resounding thump as Hugo came crashing down on the mat with the ankylosaur on top of him. The ref counted, slapping his hand on the mat and then it was all over. Hugo looked bewildered when he accepted the hand the ankylosaur offered and was tugged up to his feet like he was nothing. If Cody didn't know any better, he could have sworn his friend was blushing.

The audience erupted into mostly cheers of victory and agonized cries of defeat. It didn't cross the line even though the press seemed ready for such an outcome. As the two heavyweights left the mat, it was time for the 'lightweights' to go up. The rainbow colored raptor and Jesse stepped into the circle. Jesse's black hair was done up in an intricate style to keep it out of the way and regulation. He usually had a man bun in classes, if not a bun and still long enough hair to reach his shoulders. Right now he looked more like a samurai ready to go. The two prepared, waiting for the referee's whistle. When the raptor let out a screech, Jesse seemed stunned for a moment. That was all it took for the raptor to charge forward, grabbing his arm and flipping him before working the human's arm into a lock behind his head.

Jesse used his bare feet to push off the mat, circling the tangled knot they had made around. He then slipped a leg through the raptor's arm and tried to use it to break free. An alien reptilian screech snorted out through the raptor's muzzle as he tilted his head back. His corn colored pectoral scales seemed to start glistening, firming and hardening, his abs tight as he strained to keep his place. That dangerous sickle claw tapped the rubber cap against the mat. The raptor boy grunted hard before he started letting out a strange barking noise as he struggled to hold on.

Several of the saurian audience members were on the edge of their seats, though a particularly gothic looking trio of raptor teens seemed especially invested. They had on eye shadow around their yellow eyes, their head frills dyed with black pigment and the glint of silver rings and piercings adoring their taloned fingers and chest. Their clothes were torn up denim and cotton, revealing almost so many scales that they might as well have been wearing swimsuits.

Cody looked at them, realizing they were a raptor pack… How must it feel to be bound by more than friendship? They were high schoolers, seniors, just like he was. They were trying to find their own identity and their purpose in the world and… was Jesse on top? Cody gasped, seeing that Jesse had reversed the grapple that held him. He was bending the raptor boy into a pretzel shape and holding him on the mat. The referee came down, slamming his hand on the mat as he counted. One, two, three, four, five… The number went up, the raptor struggled, and the whistle was blown.

“The score stands at one to one in this historical match yup!" One of the reporters said into the radio. Cody's heart seemed to relocate itself into his throat.

“DeBone, you're up!" The coach said, continuing his slow pace back and forth. Loss and victory, he was always stoic. His mustache was so thick that none of the boys could ever see if he smiled, let alone if he had a mouth.

Cody padded out to the mat, watching the raptor sling a scaly arm around Jesse, the two seeming completely companionable as they moved into the locker room together. Cody's face tightened a little in confusion. All of Jesse's stuff was in the other locker room on their side. Why would he go into the competitor's lockers? He looked back up to see the grinning maw of the green dinosaur before him. He was stretching a little, working on his arms, never taking his golden eyes off of Cody.

“DeBone, meet T-Bone." The competitor said, running his clawed fingers across his rubbery frills.

“You're not a Rex though, are you?" he asked. T-Bone shrugged.

“I'm a little bit of everything. What do you humans call that? A mutt?" He asked with a grin. Cody smiled a little, though mostly because he didn't know what else to do.

“Let's have a good match, huh?" Cody asked, offering his hand.

“I'm game if you are." T-Bone replied, taking Cody's in his. Cody was a little surprised at how the flesh felt. It was leathery but pliable, a little cooler than his own but still warm enough that it felt alive. It was mostly dry, firm, strong, but just a hint of sweat from anxiousness. Cody realized with a bit of shame that he'd never shaken hands with a saurian before, but hopefully this was the start of a change.

The two wrestlers parted and headed to either side of the circle marked on the mat. The referee whistled and they came towards one another again. They circled a bit, Cody's orange singlet bright against the dark mat while T-Bone's black singlet with red slash marks seemed to be all too on brand. Finally it was Cody who surged, trying to get his shoulder up into T-Bone's chest enough to throw him off balance. As he slammed in, T-Bone used it as a chance to get his arm up and around Cody's head, pulling the human's face right into his arm pit. As Cody's nose squished against that cool, soft, leathery embrace, he was engulfed in a cloud of very spicy musk. Cody's world spun a little as his cheeks reddened and his cup fit a little more snugly.

With some effort, Cody managed to break away, stumbling back, panting for breath. His chest was getting moist with sweat, his neoprene singlet darkening along the collar and pits. It had only been their first grapple. How was he getting that worked up? T-Bone looked almost as confused and surprised, though, his amber eyes a bit wide in wonder. Again Cody surged forward on the offensive. This time they had some failed grabs, slipping off one another like butter. It wasn't until the fifth try that Cody got a hold of T-Bone. They staggered toward the edge of the circle before Cody used his leg to trip the dinosaur up. The fall felt like it was in slow motion but T-Bone was finally on his back.

Cody climbed on top of his opponent, trying to pin him to the mat, using his arms and legs as best he could. T-Bone, however, wasn't going down without a fight. He bucked upwards, slamming his pelvis against Cody's over and over again. Cody felt like he was on a mechanical bull. He grunted as he tried not to have the wind knocked out of him. He tightened his grip, coming down around T-Bone. To maintain that grip it forced him to get his face right in on T-Bone's neck. While the musk wasn't as potent there as it was in his armpit, he could still smell that natural vigor of the rival team's captain. No wonder the others followed him. He smelled like a predator, a leader, a real man, a-

“MATCH!" The referee shouted, grabbing Cody's arm and lifting it up triumphantly as the human was dragged to his feet. Cody blinked, at first in confusion and then at the blinding strobe of camera flashes raining down on him. He winced, realizing as annoying as the cameras were for him, they must have been painful for T-Bone. How had the match gone that fast? As the cameras continued to go off, though, the weight of the moment came crashing down around Cody. If the Saurians had won, it would have been a lightning rod for why they couldn't participate in integrated sports. With them losing, it gave the racial purists fodder that they were somehow inferior. It felt like a lose lose situation, but Cody knew he had to try his best to make the most of it.

Amid the cheers and riotous roars of the audience, Cody made his way back to T-Bone. He grabbed the saurian's arm and lifted it up high in a shared triumph. T-bone grinned at the gesture, but he only seemed to grow more as that spicy musk began to swirl around Cody again, making his nipples hard and his anus start to undulate. Cody's flushing cheeks grew brighter as the euphoria washed across his body, surging to his groin. While Cody still held their hands up in a triangle of victory, T-Bone swung around until they were groin to groin. To the press, it looked like a hug as T-Bone clapped Cody on the back in a manly gesture of brotherhood. The saurian leaned in, bringing his sharp teeth to Cody's ear.

“If you want a real party, you should join us in our locker room after the match." He whispered before he let go, taking a few steps back, bouncing with each stride on the spongy mat. While it hadn't been the outcome that most of the saurian parents had wanted, it had been a start. They had come to the table, they had participated, the matches had been fair and respectful. The press continued taking photographs, though the audience was already starting to spill out of the gym and head for the congested parking lot. Cody looked around, remembering that the press would likely want a word or two - but they could hardly complain if he stopped by the locker room first to shower off…

****

The heavy doors to the locker room swung open, scuffing across the worn orange paint on the old cement floor. Cody made it a few strides into the locker room before he slowed, reaching up to peel the headgear from his head. As he tried to get his bearings, he heard a soft grunting from behind one of the rows of lockers. Confused, Cody headed to investigate. As he rounded the corner, he gasped, only then realizing just how humid and musky the air was. Still, nothing could peel his eyes away from the unexpected sight before him.

Hugo was pressed up against the lockers, fingers looping into the vent holes of the burgundy red metal. His body was slicked with sweat, a glassy look of pure joy in his eyes. His massive body rocked forward and back as the ankylosaur wrestler thrust into him, burying a doubtlessly fat cock into that very fat ass. As shocking as that was - Cody hadn't even known Hugo was gay - it was the horn nubs pushing out of Hugo's forehead that shocked Cody the most. As he watched, Hugo's light brown skin was growing paler, taking on a dusty gray sheen. As his skin tightened, tiny grooves began to form almost pentagonal segments of scales that spread down his forehead, his neck and his chest.

“Oh my god…" Cody whispered, stepping back to excuse himself from the scene. He hesitated again, though, watching as Hugo's tailbone seemed to free itself from his ass cheeks, lifting upward as it stretched out longer and thicker, growing rapidly. Cody swallowed softly and slipped back, heading back toward the door. What he hadn't seen on the way in was the absolute pile of scales and flesh on the other side of the door. Jesse was at the center of the pile, his hips jostling forward and back as he drove his dick into a tight black rubbery pucker before sliding back on a neon blue segmented dick.

All four raptors had descended on the lanky wrestler, nibbling and biting on his neck. The hickies had started to form splotches, but the splotches darkened well beyond bruises. The black scales spread rapidly up and down Jesse's neck and as the wrestler threw his head back to moan, he revealed very sharp fangs. Muffled pops and snaps came from beneath Jesse's skin as his face started to stretch out. His nose blunted and flattened, melting into his growing muzzle. Another loud crack came as Jesse's big toes shifted, making room for his rapidly lengthening sickle shaped toenails.

“DeBone!" A voice boomed from behind Cody. Cody spun around to look at a very tall, very muscled, very naked T-Bone. His cream colored chest scales looked as if they had recently been oiled up while a long, black rubbery dick wobbled before him. His long green tail swayed back and forth behind him, his sharp teeth glinting in the low light. He reached up to run his clawed fingers across the rubbery frills that ran along the top of his skull, “I was getting worried you wouldn't join us." he added.

“What's happening to them? How are they… are they changing?" Cody asked. A sudden loud grunt came as Hugo and the ankylosaur toppled into view, Hugo landing on his hands and knees. Of all the things he could have done, he started doing push ups, cursing his muscles to swell and strain beneath his gray scaled skin. He let out a moo-like roar as the horn nubs kept pushing out of his forehead while two more appeared from the corner of where his jaw reached the back of his cheeks. As he went up and down, his own cock swelled and bloated, stretching out longer, glistening like freshly poured rubber straining to the limit.

“I know we haven't fully integrated classes yet, but you do have history in your school, don't you?" T-Bone asked. Cody blushed.

“Y-Yeah, of course… I mean, I pay enough attention to pass. Don't want to be pulled from the team for bad grades." Cody said. T-Bone ran his tongue over his sharp teeth before he lifted a silver cylinder, a hydrodermic injector.

“This contains a modified version of the serum that created the Saurians accidentally, although technology has changed a lot in the last forty years." T-Bone said, “It's also temporary… Part of a special project to understand the change and to let people see what the other side is like. Your friends seem to be enjoying themselves." T-Bone added.

Cody said nothing at first, looking back and forth. Hugo was grunting so loud, humping the floor with his enormous dino dick, growling as his back turned firm and hard, growing a leathery-boney protection almost like a shell. His tail tilted off to the side, leaving room for his partner to keep fucking him. His face had formed into the same short muzzle as the ankylosaur, though he retained his black hair and his mustache. A thick purple tongue hung out of his gray mouth as he huffed and moaned, huge clawed hands clawing at the floor.

Swallowing again in consideration, Cody looked back at Jesse, seeing him enjoying three of the four raptors directly now as his newly formed muzzle sucked down a dick while his hips continued to bounce back and forth between the ass in front of him and the cock behind. That left the raptor wrestler to lick and nibble and bite and nuzzle his new partner. Jesse shivered as clawed hands stroked his newly forming tail as it stretched out behind him, slowly tilting and repositioning his anus to a new configuration.

“So, Champ, you gonna give me the pleasure of a rematch?" T-Bone asked. Cody looked back at that.

“What? You want to wrestle again?" Cody asked, a slight grin forming on his lips. T-Bone reached down to stroke his dick a few times.

“I mean, in a manner of speaking. Real question is, do you want to go on the wild side?" he asked. Cody looked down at that dick, feeling a yearning. More than that, he could smell T-Bone's natural musk and he wanted to fill his lungs with the aroma.

“How long does it last?" Cody asked. T-Bone shrugged a little.

“It varies on the person. Could be a few hours, could be a few days…" T-Bone said. Cody glanced back at the door.

“The reporters probably want to interview us or something…" He murmured. T-Bone stepped forward, reaching to run a clawed finger along his cheek.

“That's what coaches are for, right? Some big speech about how this was a celebration of equality and everything. In the meantime, boys will be boys. No one's going to mind you running off." T-Bone said. Cody couldn't lie, he was tempted, although he looked at his teammates and then back at T-Bone.

“I've only topped before." he admitted. T-Bone whistled at that.

“Well, that can be arranged… Does that mean you're in?" T-Bone grinned. Cody grinned a little, blushing.

“Yeah, let's do it." He said. T-Bone smirked at that, bringing the injector up to Cody's neck. He found a spot between a quartet of freckles and pressed the button. A microscopic spray of the serum injected right through his skin, absorbed by the tissue to be circulated through his body. T-Bone set the injector aside and stepped closer to the wrestler. His clawed fingers found their way under the neoprene collar of the wrestling singlet before he peeled it back. Cody shrugged out of his wardrobe, revealing his bare, muscled shoulders and his back. The neoprene slipped down lower and lower, tugged out over the straps of Cody's cup.

“Some time we should wrestle without these." T-Bone smirked. He reached around to unhook the cup, letting it fall away. Cody's half-hard cock sprung upright, already growing more erect by the second. T-Bone stepped in and let his black cock rub against Cody's peach colored one. As he leaned in, he tilted his head, using his muzzle to open wide and slip around the sides of Cody's mouth. Cody leaned into the kiss, shivering happily. T-Bone's saliva was like salt water, his teeth were firm and sharp and dangerous. His body was just a little bit cooler than his and he smelled like all the best savory spices.

When Cody's uniform fell the rest of the way to the floor, skin and scale came together. It was nice, but as Cody had explained, he was used to being on top. He wrapped one hand around the back of T-Bone's neck, using the other to slip down his back before stroking the root of his tail, then finding his ass cheek tucked in beneath it. Cody goosed him with a good squeeze, eliciting a happy snarl from T-Bone. When he pulled back, Cody leaned in to bite his green scaled neck. T-Bone growled even louder at that, panting hard.

Cody didn't let go, letting his teeth sink into those scales. As he bit and licked, His tongue tingled, growing wider and flatter, coming to a sharper point. His teeth started to feel hot and soft as well, almost like putty. They began to reshape and grow, stretching into sharp points that filled Cody's human jaw and made him take on a feral grin. He started to press against T-Bone, grinding and humping happily.

As the two team captains went at it, Cody couldn't help but feel his heart rate accelerating. His hands became more desperate, raking down T-Bone's chest. His fingernails felt much as his teeth had as the keratin began to grow thicker, sharper and longer, curving and focusing into points. That same warmth began to flutter and spread beneath Cody's skin as his shoulders and arms bulked out. Cell by cell, the muscles began to expand faster.

“You can feel it already, that dino DNA empowering you…" T_Bone groaned.

“Shut up and show me that ass…" Cody said. T-Bone growled at that but spun around, hiking up his tail as he leaned forward, bracing himself on the benches that ran along the lockers. Cody started to step forward, but T-Bone suddenly pushed his ass back. His pucker found Cody's dick, but it wasn't just ready, it was welcoming. The ring of muscle dilated around the intrusion just as a clear warm gel oozed out along Cody's shaft. Cody gasped at that. “What…." he muttered.

“A gift of the Saurian race… We may have human origins, but we lay eggs… I mean, females do, but we still have gifts to handle such large objects." T-Bone said. He slowly eased his ass back, letting the wet, slick, stretchy passage squeeze and massage Cody. Cody's dick surged in response, turning from peach to red and then almost purple as more and more blood flooded into the flesh. Cody shuddered. Sweat glistened on his forehead as he felt his dick growing beyond the largest size it had ever been.

“Eggs…" Cody muttered, barely able to think let alone imagine it. When T-Bone suddenly clenched his ass and that fleshy tube began to massage, grip and pull Cody in deeper, the red headed wrestler grabbed onto his opponent's hips and began thrusting all the harder. He grunted and murmured, falling into it as easily as his teammates did. As he thrust, he glanced down, seeing his cock turning a bright rubbery red. Portions of his length remained squishy while other sections got a little harder, forming small segmented lines that popped in and out of T-Bone.

“FUCK! Dude, that's amazing!" T-Bone panted, craning his head forward as he huffed, his nostril slits flaring. He looked down at the hands on his hips, grinning as he saw the flesh slowly taking on a reddish-orange hue. It was a common misconception that Saurians had dry skin. In reality, the moisture was sealed beneath a callous-like protective coating. The freckles that covered Cody's arms looked like a sunset as they turned from orange to red and spread outward.

Cody growled, hot breath passing through fangs. With each thrust of his big red dick, he felt stronger and faster and more agile. His saliva was coming in copiously. Rank, salty sweat was soaking into the rust colored hair under Cody's arms, though the flesh beneath the hair turned to a sandy tan as the skin began to firm and spread scales out across his pectorals. Even his swinging balls didn't escape the effect, his testicles growing larger and heavier and more complex as they sagged, stretching the leathery scaled sack lower and lower.

A groan of pain escaped Cody's face as his tailbone ached. It felt as if he'd landed on his coccyx wrong, then it felt even stranger. A small spike of flesh covered bone descended down over his pert, muscled ass cheeks. It stretched by one inch, then two, then four, then more. As one segment firmed and hardened, another began to form in-between it and the next. It was so strange, like popping knuckles he didn't know he had. As it descended, it began to twitch and flex as tendon and muscle webbed over the interior of the new extremity.

T-Bone's eyes were glossy and drool ran down his chin on both sides. He leaned down, hiking his ass higher in the air, using one arm to brace himself against the bench while he used the other to frantically jerk off. The asymmetrical pose only added friction to the cock plunging into him. T-Bone groaned, curling his tail around Cody's hip, pulling him in deeper. T-Bone began to shudder as that thick head of his partner's dick started to find one of his twin prostates. He shifted his waist just enough so he could get the cock to strike against both.

Wet slick lubricant squirted and dripped down Cody's dick, letting him move in and out with blinding speed. The hot wetness seared into Cody's brain, making a grove that would likely survive his change. This was what it was supposed to feel like… wet, sloppy, natural, animal, predatory. He threw his head back and let out a resounding growl even as his face throbbed and ached and stretched. His jawbone pushed out forward, making room for his larger and sharper fangs. His upper lip and nose stretched to keep up, though the extension changed the topography as his nose diluted out into the muzzle.

So much of what was happening was sensory overload. Touch was the strongest as Cody felt T-Bone's hot body against his, though smell was a close second. T-Bone's natural potent musk had only grown richer and stronger with their exertion. Cody could also smell his own sweat taking on a more acrid bite to it. What he hadn't realized, at least until he lost it, was how much he had been hearing. When his sense of the world suddenly went numb and muffled, he nearly panicked. It was like being trapped in his own head. His ears felt like they were burning, even melting. In a way, that was exactly what was happening. The wrinkles and ridges of flesh sank into his skull, leaving in their place a membrane over his ear canal. When his hearing did return, it was so much more vivid. He could hear every lewd squelch and squish from all of the wrestlers fucking in the locker room.

Scales swept over the rest of Cody's body, claiming his stomach and ass, his tail and his legs. He felt greater purchase on the old cement floor as his feet broadened and his claws lengthened. Cody's spine ached and throbbed, growing taller and stretching out as his ribs pushed apart from one another. Cody's spine began to dimple as tiny spikes began to emerge from each vertebrae, stretching the skin out to capacity before the flesh hardened into the same leathery coating.

T-Bone had been trying his best to keep up with everything, to stay, to milk the human captain and make him love being a dinosaur. As he glanced up, though, he inhaled sharply. Those red scales, that creamy underbelly, those fangs, that muzzle, he was so handsome! T-Bone moaned out loud before he came suddenly. His huge dinosaur balls churned, his huge dark cock throbbed and pulsed and inhuman amounts of wild, yellowed cum splattered across the bench and dripped to the floor. He came like a hose, pouring out the seed. As he came, his ass fluttered and clenched around his partner.

While Cody tried to pull back, he couldn't. The flesh around his cock was too tight. In confusion, he thrust forward and managed to bury himself to the hilt. As he did, the grip tightened even harder. He was being squeezed, massaged and held. The ass was ripe and ready for him. It was time to be a man. Cody let out one more roar, this one sounding inhuman as he gnashed his fangs and whipped his muzzle around. His bright red dick began to pump his seed into T-Bone's deep ass. The first few squirts stung a little, as if he was allergic to the remnants of his human seed, but then came the hot, slick, briny ancient cum of his new dinosaur body. It felt almost like he was urinating since so much came out, but it was so much better. His brain ached and burned with pleasure.

As Cody came and came, three feet of red scaled tail swung back and forth behind him. His knees had grown, his ankles had thickened, his legs becoming more trunk-like to support his increased mass. Now he was well more than a match for T-Bone. In fact, he could probably take on Hugo and his boyfriend. At that thought, Cody's eyes opened… or at least, the eyes that had once been Cody's. The green had been burned away by a vivid yellow, the irises constricted into slits. He looked over at Hugo's drunkenly happy expression, the huge wrestler doubled over to suck his own fat cock off as his partner filled his belly from the inside.

“That was a good rematch…" Cody panted, a little surprised by how much deeper his voice sounded. T-Bone was nearly cross-eyed but he managed to try and keep it together.

“Best three of five?" he asked, nearly out of breath. Cody just chuckled at that, grinning from ear slit to ear slit.

****

The steady roar of the air conditioner pumped the coolest air it could muster into Cody's bedroom, supplemented by a big box fan to circulate the air around. While the other inhabitants of his home might have appreciated the cooler air his unit provided, they hadn't particularly been fans of his increasing musk over the last few weeks. Cody hadn't objected. He rather liked his new stink, as well as the privacy. T-Bone had been right about the serum, at least mostly… He'd been late getting home and nearly grounded for breaking curfew, but his parents hadn't realized their son had been rocking prehistoric DNA only a few hours earlier. The part T-Bone hadn't anticipated was that not everything reverted…

Cody put one bare, clawed foot up on his desk and then the other. He pushed back so his chair tilted onto its hind legs, holding him precariously in balance. Tugging his baggy gray shorts down, he was rewarded with the heavy thwack of his red segmented dick slapping his stomach, the drooling tip coming nearly all the way to his sternum. Reaching down, Cody scooped up the fleshlight he'd pre-filled with some of T-Bone ass gel. Cody shivered happily as he drew the toy down around his dick and switched it on. The vessel began to vibrate and constrict, working the slime around his cock as he worked it up and down. The green in his eyes drained into a more amber tone, the iris compressing into vertical slits as he pleasured himself.

It wasn't as good as the real thing of course, but Cody's appetites had become insatiable. He had gone on dates with T-Bone nearly every night since their wrestling match, but he also had found it impossible to think without nutting at least twice during the day. Hugo had been particularly accommodating. His horn nubs had never gone away, though he covered them up at school with a durag. Jesse had been seen crashing the Saurian school to hang out with his raptor pack, always with at least two of them hanging off of him at all times. It would have been scandalous if it hadn't been happening across the whole country.

While one clawed hand lifted the fleshlight up and down along his bright red cock, Cody used the remote to turn the television on his dresser on. It had been left on the news channel for a rather obvious reason. With wall to wall coverage of the 'Saurian Sweep' there was footage of countless high school and college students showing various stages of Saurian transformation. Some had lost their ears in favor of membranes. Others bore fang filled grins. Some had changed completely and seemed unlikely to change back. One shot of a spinosaurus swimmer seemed particularly appealing, seeing the way that fin cut through the water…

Cody began to moan louder and louder, watching all the others that had turned, imagining spreading it to others himself. Life was so much better on the wild side. The scales of humanity had been tipped. Perhaps the birth of the Saurians had been an accident, but maybe it was just the next stage of unintentional evolution. Much like rock and roll, some classics never went out of style. Cody shuddered, letting out a snort from his nostrils as he came suddenly, feeling the comforting flood of his dino dick. The motor on the fleshlight suddenly changed as it was pumped full of the yellowed cum yet again.

A slight gasp of panic came as Cody nearly pushed himself too far back on his tethering chair. He longed for his tail to help him counterbalance but he threw his center of gravity forward to keep from falling over. He huffed and puffed in his afterglow, murmuring softly. He lingered there for a long moment before he glanced at his wrist. It ticked over, indicating that he was one minute closer to his next date with T-Bone. He couldn't wait to sink his teeth into the new raw ribs place downtown - assuming he could keep his claws off his boyfriend. Cody closed his eyes, grinning a most dangerous carnivorous grin as he imagined what the future would hold.