Science, time travel and dinosaurs II

With every passing minute, the day was coming closer to an end, the sun was inching down without stopping, uncaring and far as always, its light dimming gradually while the two moons grew brighter and brighter at every inch of sky gained. Their pale blue glow had already become stronger than a couple hours earlier though it was hard to say when the day would properly end and when the night would begin. The sky was silent, for the most part, maybe in the distance one could hear the sound of the wind or even the quiet flap of a creature flying through the air, searching for a cave or a tree to sleep in. On the ground, the scenery one could see was wildly different as a pack of small Acheroraptors screeched and ran around under the swaying trees. Their cries and protests were aimed at a specific point in the forest, where trees and branches had given way to something far bigger than themselves and where huge prints marked the passage of some great beast. That same beast was the one that had caused the mess the raptors were stepping in at the moment, his were the pawprints on the grass, the scent that marked the land and the cum that covered every last inch of ground for dozens of feet around the pack. The sticky white spunk clung to their feathers, clumping them in odd angles and dripped down from leaves and tree trunks, fat globs of pure, raw, overpoweringly virile spunk. Every breath was stained with the stench of the Rex's cum and his sweat, balls and massive cock. The raptors weren't too happy about it: they licked each other, tongues darting out to lap at a packmate's head, neck, belly, tail or wings, growling as the still fresh, steamy cum flooded their tiny mouths with the taste of the bigger dinosaur. However, despite their dislike for being marked by the rex, despite their dislike for his taste on their buds and his cum on their bodies, the stench and pheromones left behind were far too strong to be ignored and so they lapped away at the copious spunk, hard and leaky regardless of their will. Each raptor was far from what a human would imagine: their bodies were small and covered in colourful feathers yes, but that was about it, the rest was far out of proportion. Thick cocks bobbed lewdly under their swelling bellies, the smallest of them a foot and a half hard under the influence of the rex's stench, fat, hefty, full balls swayed just as lewdly behind them, pumping dense loads of precum on their stained belly feathers and on the far more stained grass they stood on. The females of the pack weren't in any less of a pickle: the bigger dinosaur's spunk coated them just as much and oozed on their bodies, finding every crevice it could and burrowing there, teasing their vents with warmth and the promise of sex. However they merely got rabid licks and even more teasing as their males shoved their tongues as deep in their vents as they could to scrape off leftovers of the previous encounter, shivering as the mixed concoction of lust, fluids from females of the same species, spent raptor and rex cum. Too many tastes confused the little dinosaurs, throwing most of them in a situation where they were both horny and angry, needy to bury their cocks into wet cunts or get their cunts filled by fat cocks but thrown off by the overwhelming taste of an apex predator. And so their massive cocks stood proud, leaking gallons upon gallons of precum, their vents remained slick and still they licked away at the cum coating them.

However, on the side of such a messy and perverted scene, among the pack of busy raptors, stood two very much out of place humans, naked, tired and just as covered in rex spunk as them. Though not busy cleaning themselves, they were still getting their own fair share of careful licks and teasing from the two remaining raptors of the group: the biggest male and the biggest female were both eagerly shoving their muzzles wherever they could get them in, their tongues roaming the bare, supple pink skin all the while the male's cock throbbed with aching need, the female's vent winked and the human male tried to shoo them away.

“Come on, Vince, let them do their thing…" Deborah giggled, watching her husband fruitless attempts to shove the big raptors out of the way, a constant fight that he was very obviously losing since the amount of rex spunk coating his lower body was being scraped off and shimmering saliva was taking its place.

“I'm trying to take a look at you Deb, but I can't concentrate with these two licking my ass!" Just as he said that, the male Vince had stolen then alpha position from mere hours earlier thanks to a messy blowjob opened his maw and shoved his tongue between the man's cheeks and resumed his task of cleaning his newfound alpha. “Jesus!"

“Just let them clean you and they'll stop bothering you." She rolled her eyes and sighed softly, her accidental call for help dragging four other raptors to their little corner in the clearing who immediately started lapping at her. “Oh, so good…" Deborah shivered a little, her mouth curling into a thin smile under the assault of four eager creatures doing all they could to clean her, one wholly dedicated to lapping her increasingly wet muff and one rolling her tongue over her stiff nipples, taking them into her maw and pulling only to let go. “God, so good." She shivered again and in doing so, the feathers of the tail sprouting from her backside fanned out, the thick limb swaying left and right in the air, mesmerizing a stray raptor. The tail hadn't been there an hour ago when the T-Rex had come, and Vince swore it was bigger than ten minutes ago when he had been made aware of it by her. “You should enjoy the treatment Vince, you sure seemed to like servicing that Rex earlier…"

“I didn't enjoy it Deb."

“Oh, for fuck's sake Vince, you came all over that cock just like I did and you literally shoved your face on the flare to sniff it, so don't lie to me. Shut up and let the raptors clean you." Her words were extremely effective and the man fell silent, blushing heavily while trying to cover his still erect cock, proof of his yet again mounting arousal thanks to both the mind-numbing stench of sex and the very happy female currently licking his balls to a shine.

She wasn't wrong in the least: Vince had, though a little unwillingly, thrown himself over the T-Rex's towering cock and liked it. The heat, the taste, the smell, the texture of the shaft, the constant throbbing under the thick-yet-almost too thin layer of flesh, he loved all of it, but he refused to admit it to himself. Much in the same way, he guiltily loved how the two alphas, previous alphas, were now licking him. He stifled a moan, barely, as the female in front opened her mouth and took his cock inside, her tongue coiling once and then twice around his 'modest' member, modest compared to her mate's impossibly fat two and a half footlong tool. The male rimmed him with the same devotion he had seen the rest of the pack give each other, maybe even more, his hot breath burning on his soft skin in ways he couldn't exactly deny he liked. His wife wasn't anywhere as reserved in her pleasure: she spread her legs as much as she could, openly allowing the entirety of the pack to lap at her sex, moaning, fanning her newly grow tail feathers time and time again, quivering under the assault of an increased number of tongues. Two raptors decided they were interested in her breasts, slightly above average for a woman, completely new for the reptiles: they sniffed and prodded at the soft flesh with their snouts, licking the erect nubs of her nipples, taking them in their mouths like one had done before, biting just hard enough to give her some pleasure and urge them forward. The raptors were confused, they lacked the ability to understand the function of those extra bits but they understood that biting the nubs gently, on the level of playful nibs, was pleasing the new alpha female and so they kept on touching and prodding till the woman was brought to a messy, loud climax. A few tongues lapped her fluids instantly and just as fast went back for a second round while she was still recuperating from her high. Vince groaned, holding himself back from his own orgasm, until the now cleaned rest of the pack noticed the alpha being in need of assistance and rushed over, assaulting him with sheer numbers. He could manage to not cum with two raptors eating him out, but he couldn't resist five more doing the same, not when half of them dove for his crotch, licking his balls with eagerness. He lost his footing and fell on his ass, somewhat smothering the raptor beneath him in the act. Fortunately the impact wasn't bad, unfortunately he was now on the ground and that seemed to arouse the interest of the pack, those not cluttered around Deborah anyways.

Vince frowned and tried to get himself back on his feet but failed as an eager raptor pushed him down, intentionally, screeching loudly when he lifted his tail and presented the hidden tailhole beneath. There was a bit of a scuffle for a second or two, the male claiming his alpha's attention first and succeeded easily: Vince was met with a musky, sweaty and puffed tailhole, one that reeked of spunk and sex, one that was clearly not going to go anywhere anytime soon. Vince was aware by now of the extremely sexual nature of the dinosaurs, how size meant everything around here, but he had been made aware, mostly by force, that the alpha, even if the boss, wasn't able to escape from taking care of his pack, if anything, given all the attention he had received, he was forced to reciprocate. As the stench of sex and raw masculinity, less potent than the rex but pleasurably so, Vince couldn't help but take a liking to the smell and the situation. In that moment he lost control of himself and he came, weak spurts collecting on the female's tongue, though she didn't stop her suckling of his cock, too used to her mate and his endless loads. Vince squirmed under the raptor's fat behind, his hands roaming on his hide, ruffling feathers as they did, his breath tickling the male's plump ring and his tongue accidentally stealing a lick. The raw taste of leather, salt and a heavy tanginess spread on his buds and set them aflame. He liked it, he went in for another lick. The raptor screeched in happiness, his own cock hardening still under his belly, the full, engorged apple sized balls resting snugly on the human's chest, thrumming with their cargo, warm, spurts of precum dense enough splattering on the female's snout as he ground his ass on the man's face. The previous alpha female grunted, bothered by the lesser male ruining her task and pulled back, letting the copious spurts of pre splatter on Vince's crotch time and time again. The warmth didn't help much in letting the man rest from his orgasm and it kept going on and on and on, seconds piling up along with the spurts of seed. However, as much as he tried to focus on his cock, the stench of the inviting tailhole pressed against his face was too strong to be ignored and so Vince resumed tending to it, long, deep, desperate licks that sent his mind in a deep rut.

Neither him nor his wife lasted much longer, her coming a couple more times, him just one, leaving him tremendously tired and dehydrated. For a young-ish man he had the stamina to go twice a day, but so far he had come five times and it was starting to become too much. The raptors didn't seem to be nearly done and their cocks and vents were just as needy as before, despite everything that had happened and the several gallons of spunk the males had dumped on them or on the grass. The humans were forced to service them, one after the other, two lines forming in front of them, several on each, the dinos waiting for their turn with the alphas, be it the male or the female. Their noses were set aflame with all sort of smells and their tongues with so many different tastes of flesh and lust, all different even if slightly. Vince was presented with tailhole after tailhole, every last male of the pack shoving their fat puffy rings into his face, rubbing them until his sore tongue came out for yet another round of senseless licking. Deborah relished in the series of females eager to have her plunge her fingers inside their vents, she loved their taste and how they rushed to lap at her own folds once she was done with them, joining an ever growing crowd around her backside. In between a female and the next, she watched her husband with delight, slightly envious of his duties and the weirdly endless series of cocks and asses he was thrown under. His hands squeezed melon sized balls and cocks several times his, pumping the great lengths until their owners screeched and came, spurting sizeable loads still in the gallon range onto his half-hard cock. One cumshot after the other, his crotch had turned into a goopy mess of cooling spunk until there just wasn't anyone else left.

That didn't stop a few stragglers from trying to sneak in for a second round, hissed away by those of higher rank in the pack and forced to ask their female alpha for a little bit more fun. Deborah gladly accepted, her tail slapping loudly on the spunk-soaked grass as her hands raised tails and her face was buried beneath them. Vince groaned, light headed after what felt like hours spent without breathing clean air, sore all over, only to feel even more tired than he already was when he saw his wife fingering herself while she ate some dino's ass that had been on his face mere minutes ago. At his point he didn't care much for it and he merely looked onto her, a bit annoyed, a bit interested, aroused by the sight and extremely tired. Exactly for that reason, he didn't protest at all when the biggest raptor made his way towards him, head tilted sideways and mouth slightly open and, of course, cock bobbing still very much erect under his belly. Somehow the little dino still had the energy to be hard and leaked precum by the pint, most of which flew onto Vince's lap to join the couple dozen gallons of spunk.

“Fine…" Vince rolled his eyes and leaned back, resting on his elbows. The raptor let out a happy screech and rushed in, his tongue already out and immediately went on to clean his alpha from the rest of the pack's seed with eager licks.

“I see someone is getting in the right mindset." Deborah giggled, herself getting cleaned by a few of the raptors from stray ropes of spunk.

“I'm just tired and I can't start fighting with him again. Might as well let him do his stuff." He sighed heavily. “You come here by the way, I need to look at you before something else happens." She turned around and kissed him on the cheek, freezing in place for but a moment before giving his cheek a lick.

“You smell like ass." He grunted, she stole another sniff. “I like it." The woman inhaled her husband's scent: heavy, dense, clogged with the stench of cum, leather and a good dozen sweaty feral rumps of which she swore she could recognise a couple that she had personally licked. The smell of raw masculinity, albeit inhuman, made her shiver. The bright feathers behind her spread wide as she kept snorting her man's odour as if it was a drug until she was starting to feel like she couldn't stop anymore. It was a wonderful smell.

“Turn around." Deborah smiled, woken up from her momentary daze born of musk and sex and bent down as she was told, her muff hovering over his face in the same shameless, despicably alluring way the pack had done before, tail raised high. He didn't complain this time either. “Does it hurt?"

“Nope, feels pretty good in fact. It's like having another hand or foot but… feathery? Can't really explain how it works or why it's there."

“Well… it might be because of a number of reasons, one being that somehow, the biological material of this world is 'infected' so to speak or has some weird property."

“It might just be that being bathed in dinosaur cum makes you change." Vince was almost about to retort with a comment when he decided otherwise. “It feels like a bad porn from the early 2000s."

“Maybe. Anyways, we can't do anything here, we need the lab to run tests." Vince grunted, feeling sore and aching in every limb and even in his soul, then stood up, thus starting a chain of events that led to the entire pack doing the same thing and cluttering around the two of them. “Come on, let's get back to the portal site." Deborah silently followed him while the raptors screeched and chirped as loudly as they could, trotting about. She stole some glances at the males' swaying balls, biting her lips. Vince pretended he didn't see that and that he didn't feel an immense jealousy towards even the runt of the litter that had fucked his wife earlier. He might have been the smallest around and still he surpassed he foot by a huge margin. The train of thought was interrupted as soon as he picked up the scanner he hung on a branch well before the T-Rex barged in. “Fuck."

“What?"

“The portal seems to be unstable and the connection has weakened severely. The damn thing has been warning us that we had to go for… four hours??" He almost dropped the tool on the cum soaked grass under his feet. “We've been sniffing raptor ass for four hours?"

“I call it a win. It was amazing." He opened his mouth again to retort and then closed it, too ashamed to admit it had been amazing indeed. “So, what now?"

“Now? Now we have to wait for the next connection which is… fifteen hours from now."

“We're spending the night here? Neat." She did a little jump. He glared at her.

“I'd like to see you in the morning when your back is sore from sleeping on the ground." Now it was her turn to admit being wrong, though she still didn't feel like it was a total loss.

As the hours resumed their trickling, Vince and Deborah did their best to gather all of their belongings as close to the portal as possible while still keeping some distance to be on the safe side of things and, at the same time, building a rough campsite for the night. It was nothing special, it couldn't even be considered a camp since it was just a bunch of crap cluttered together, their clothes folded on a tree along with their equipment to keep them out of reach from the raptors and some berries. They ate their poor meal mostly in silence, watching the dinosaurs divide in smaller units to hunt their own dinner before returning to their alphas and forming a huge ring around them. Their warm bodies provided the heat needed to keep the humans from shivering and some form of support for their heads as they slowly drifted to sleep while the heavy and ever present blanket of musk and pheromones hung over all of them. It was a fog born of the collective stench of all the raptors, their endless loads and natural scent mixed with the leftovers of rex's ball sweat and cum, tainting the air even after so many hours had passed, not helped by the lack of any wind whatsoever.

Vince rested on top of the pile of squirming, chirping and kicking bodies, restless himself in the heavy atmosphere around him. He was standing in his lab, working at a project that would eventually become the machine that brought him where he was now, sweating as the welders heated the air and gave it a funny smoky smell. His work was interrupted by a tap on his shoulder and for a moment he feared an intruder had come, then he remembered he had just gotten married and his wife had moved in with him. Vince turned around and kissed her, his hands roaming across her muzzle, ruffling the feathers that made up her hair. She chirped happily but it clearly wasn't enough for her, she wanted more and so she grabbed his head and pushed him lower, lower and lower still until he was at eye level with her crotch. His nostrils flared at the first whiff of her mind-numbing musk and the first taste of her massive cock spread on his tongue. The woman chirped again, grinding her hips back and forth, her shaft rubbing on Vince's face, hardening a little bit with every cycle, the stench of sex thickening in the workshop. His hands cupped her heavy balls and felt them churn with seed, bigger than his fist and tucked in a sack coated in soft feathers much like the rest of her body was. As the woman reached her full size, seventeen inches of pure fat slab of meat, he opened his mouth and let her shove it inside. The sheer girth of the inhuman tool reminded him of why he had married her, that and her endless lust of course, her ability to go again and again and again.

He was woken up abruptly by a thick flow of salty spunk right into his mouth. Vince coughed and sputtered, trying to catch his breath and avoid getting choked by the next spurt of cum that hit him in his face. For a few seconds he didn't understand what was happening and then he saw where he was and why exactly he was dreaming of big dicked females: near him a raptor had fallen in a wet dream exactly like his own and his cock had grown, the length worming its way under Vince's nose and coaxing him into accepting the shaft and suckling on it until the raptor came. Now that the human wasn't there to drink that dense batter, it was splattering loudly on other dinosaurs, coating their feathers and scales in white spooge. The salty taste still lingered on his tongue and made his body tingle despite his bad mood for being woke up so… weirdly.

Vince sighed and got up, scratching his back as he carefully made his way over the pile of bodies that had formed around him and Deborah during the night, slowly putting his feet where there was space to avoid waking the pack up. He needed a few minutes of quiet before the storm crashed upon him once more. There was still a few hours until the portal was safe enough to travel and the day had barely begun anyways so he made his way towards the pond to get some more water to drink. Just as he had predicted and told Deborah, his back ached immensely and so did everything else attached to him, even his groin that felt swollen and itchy. The need to get some fresh water was greater though and Vince made his slow march towards the watering hole, step by step trying to avoid as many rocks and sticky puddles on the ground. If he were to remove the perversion, the constant smell of spunk, the hyper-dicked dinosaurs, this world was beautiful beyond his wildest dreams and under the bright blue moons he could still see clearly around himself, everything tinged in a soft bluish hue. He mused that if he were to set up a permanent camp for exploration and research, this place was already perfect: it had water, food, lots of space and endless samples to be taken from the plants and… overeager wildlife. Again he was forced to admit, to himself and to himself only, that the little creatures had started to rub off on him and so was the whole being naked thing. As much as he thought himself straight, the pleasure he had gotten the day before from licking, sniffing and sucking was far too great to be denied or ignored and the mere thought brought his loins a familiar, embarrassing and exhilarating feeling. He did refuse to acknowledge or even look at his hardening cock below and how weirdly needy he was feeling, almost as if he had gone for days without blowing a single load, almost as if the five he had spent the day before weren't even a thing. Or maybe it was the excessive use that made his nuts chafe and throb, protesting their abuse, albeit it had been most pleasurable for him. As he knelt on the grass and dunked his head underwater to drink, his mind still wandered towards his wife, how she had changed, how she had grown all of a sudden a big feathery tail that he couldn't help but find extremely fitting on her form or how she looked so perfect naked and surrounded by huge cocks. His own thickened again and no matter how much cold water he splashed on his face or used to wash off the lingering stench of cum, it kept on thrumming and begging for attention. Still the image of both of them smothered by dank raptor ass, forced to lick and clean dozens as they rutted each other and let the leftovers drip into their mouths one after the other only to then raise their rumps again and beg for another filling maintained its hold inside Vince's mind.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, his train of thought was interrupted by a hot gush of air against his backside. He froze as something kept sniffing his ass, blowing more and more warmth on his bare skin, which was followed moments later by a sizeable tongue going from his balls all the way to his crack, slathering everything in between and well above in one fell stroke. Vince closed his eyes, half of his mind groaning inwardly at the unforeseen interruption to his five minutes of quiet, the other half eagerly awaiting for the next lick and the one after that. He didn't have to wait more than a second as a big snout, scaly and huffing madly, pushed against his taint and inhaled, making him feel the force of the lungs behind the breath. The tongue followed suit, running on his balls and in between his cheeks, leaving slimy trails of shiny saliva. The human hated how good he was starting to feel, slowly starting to admit he had loved the raptors' rimjob the day before and how eager they were to do everything to clean him only to spurt their loads on his skin and be forced to do it all over again. If he wasn't sure that it was on purpose, he'd wonder why. As he was licked and his lower body heated up, his cock sprang to life, every drag of the tongue making it harder and harder than before, his balls jostling behind it. Vince groaned out loud this time which seemed to spur the raptor snorting the musk of his ass and sack on, making it work with feverish devotion. The man spread his legs so that he could be serviced more efficiently, sticking his ass higher, a little worried that the dinosaur would see this as an invitation to mount him, but he was their alpha and they'd never do it unless he specifically gave them the signs. Or so he hoped. As the licks grew more frantic, so did the maddening throbs of his cock, weirdly needy but still not at full mast, though it was just hard enough to slap against Vince's belly. It was a pleasurable slap, both audibly and otherwise, the feeling of his flesh hitting his skin had always been the hallmark of an incredible romp in the laboratory, normally after weeks of not even touching, the problem was that… he felt his own tip reach well above his belly button, nearly halfway up his ribcage.

“That's not… right…" His eyes snapped open and his head downwards, looking under his front and at what lied in between his legs. “Oh."

Vince's mouth dropped like a stone but closed faster since he was upside down, though it didn't do much for the shock he was receiving for merely looking at the state of his junk. He wasn't small per se by any (human) standard, seven inches or so, but the current state of his body, and the knowledge that there were at least a dozen raptors with cocks the size of his arm a couple hundred feet away from him, had pummelled the pleasurable comfort of being slightly above the national average to the ground. His eyes were perfectly level with a blunt, wide, fat cock that jutted from his crotch, throbbing, twitching and oozing fat beads of pre that he knew surpassed any of his average loads, already starting to form a small steamy puddle. He gulped, weirdly attracted by the sight, unsure of what to do or think about this weird change. The decision was made, but not by him: the dinosaur behind the curve of his ass stopped licking his taint, apparently it had enough of that taste and lowered his attention to the vast swathe of Vince's balls, now slathering the orbs with just as much care. The previous sack was gone, replaced by something even more obscenely alluring than the two feet of cock that barely hid it, each of his nuts more than proportional to his shaft, each looking around eight inches in diameter. They swung heavy, he could feel them now, warm, roiling, eager to release now that he was well awake and focused on them. The dinosaur grunted and pushed its snout against them, flesh squished by the intruder pushing even fatter loads up his monumental cock, gushes of cloudy precum that splattered on Vince's belly as it rose and grew still. He watched the two feet of hard, drooling horse-like cock push gallons and gallons of the stuff.

The overwhelming stench of his junk finally wormed its way into his nostrils: it was the stench of sex, cum, thousands of massive loads, each hundreds of gallons, of countless females bred to immobility, of virility the likes of which humans only dreamt of, of pure, raw, masculine stench. He groaned, sinking in his very own virile stench as his tongue dropped and caught a droplet of pre. That mere instant, a single drop, was enough to set his buds aflame and stir his loins in ways he couldn't have done with hands or any other way: his balls churned and tightened, pumping spurt after spurt of precum through his cock and out with enough force to travel several feet and splash loudly into the pond water. Vince followed the lewd sight, proud of himself and eager to see just how strong a proper shot would be, but, once again, his attention was stolen by something else, this time it was his reflection. His hair, gone, replaced by bright and colourful feathers, pointed backwards, his eyes had taken on a slight yellow tinge that made his black pupils look downright piercing and his tongue, lolling out uselessly, was far longer and nimble than the day before.

“Ok… what the fuck… calm down…" But he couldn't: the dinosaur behind him hadn't stopped its ministrations and kept going on and on, slathering the massively swollen orbs he now had to call his balls, egging them to produce more. “You stop it! I'm trying to think!" Vince stood up and turned around, his cock now standing proudly upright, a pole of steel hard flesh, two feet rising from his groin like a lewd, drooling spear. “Wait, you're not one of mine." The raptor standing in front of him cocked his head sideways, confused as to why the male he was servicing had stood up and forced him to stop. Then the dinosaur understood and turned around as well, spreading his legs wide and allowing the clearly dominant male among the two of them access to his own tailhole.

Vince took a moment to look at the intruder and try to see what he was: the dinosaur had a soft fuzz covering his neck, almost in the fashion of a collar, a light brown that complemented the creamy colour of his hide and contrasted with the yellow stripes in a sort of camouflage. His forelimbs were long enough to support a four-legged stance but not enough to sustain it for long periods, thus the creature was half-hunched, his rump lifted pleasurably high, barely covered by the swaying tail, beneath which he could see quite easily a big, plush and puffy ring, a pale pink that told of a life spent underneath someone else. All in all the male was probably four feet tall at best which was just enough for the fleshy pucker to be lined up with Vince's cock.

The man rubbed his temples with his fingers, trying to come to terms with some instinct bubbling inside his chest and the more rational part of his mind. The screams of his nethers, the desperate urge to unload his balls that had been coaxed into full gear thanks to the dinosaur currently swaying his hips at him and a growing, shameless, weirdly arousing thought of using his newly grown mammoth cock helped that instinct in winning the fight. It wasn't even fair. Vince pretended to find some semblance of reasoning as to why he was kneeling on the ground and yanking the unknown dino's tail even higher so that he could push his head underneath, but they were all bullshit and he knew it. The smell that wafted into his nose was wildly different from his own, incredibly more different than even the raptors he had dutifully cleaned the day before: somehow his nose could smell hundreds of different males' loads onto the small dinosaur, no more than two similar to each other and none at all similar to the creature's own. The little one smelled of leather and cinnamon, but the overwhelming stench of sex and cum coated that fragrance a hundred times over was more than proof of the small one's role in life.

Vince was almost shocked he could even feel the subtle differences between scents but as he felt a growl rise from his throat, a need to make sure the slut beneath him carried his own scent over the rest, that everyone would eternally smell his loads and attempt to coat them only to fail, he forgot about that surprise. That sick, lewd feeling didn't quite unsettle the human more than the notion he was shoving his tongue deep inside a feral stray's abused hole, nor than the faint realization that the feathers he had for hair shivered and puffed out, nor even that the ones jutting from the bottom of his spine, ones he hadn't yet noticed, were fanning and spreading.

The small dinosaur screeched, his small front limbs reaching for his own maleness, stroking it with clumsiness over and over, running the coarse paws on the fat footlong tool and squeezing on the swelling knot at the base. As the stench of pure virile musk, all belonging to the not-so-human-anymore, the dinosaur attempted to coax the dominant male to mount him, but he received what might have been the first slap on a dino's rump in the history of this planet. It wasn't, however, any less pleasing than if the creature had been subjected to it for his entire life and so he quieted down, calmly waiting for the other male to stop eating him out. Minutes passed and only when Vince's need to empty his loins grew to the point where his cock was constantly bubbling precum so dense and cloudy it could be compared to the massive predator he had himself worshipped, that he pulled his foot long tongue out of the submissive male's rump. He didn't even wait for a moment, scuttling backwards so that he could push his engorged shaft down and press the flaring head on that puffy ring. The dinosaur screeched happily and braced himself as more and more and more still of the two foot long pole of turgid flesh speared his insides and pushed aside the need to tend to his own. Vince growled, every last feather rising as his pleasure mounted: the reptile was impossibly tight but loose and stretchy enough to swallow his monumental cock and not break, somehow. The man hissed, breathing through a paper thin gap in his lips: he hadn't ever had this much cock to work with, nor had a hole so pliable he could see it deform around the bloated medial ring, nor had any experience with a male this way. It was just too much. His hips started moving back and forth, entire feet pushed in and out at a time: two feet sliding out, two sliding back in, stretching the dino's gut obscenely with the fat shape of his cocktip, the blunt horse-like head making a clear dent into the creature's hide over and over again. Precum was pumped inside him by the gallon, bloating him still and before long, from the muzzle of the submissive male, Vince could see a stream of cloudy precum ooze and pool underneath and still the slut squeezed and squirmed around every last foot of cock as he hilted himself on that rump. His chest was pressed tight against the back of the male, his arms reaching around his midsection, shivers coursing through the dinosaur time and time again, each marking a wet, loud, lewd splatter as the reptile messily came with the entirety of the human's cock crammed inside.

Vince resumed his thrusting, picking up the pace once, twice, four and five times over, his hips quickly becoming a blur plunging in and out of the feral slut's ass. His sheath mashed against that puffy ring, further stimulating the both of them as their balls collided and thwapped loudly in the watering hole. It wasn't as if the bottom wasn't hung, in fact, he rivalled the human in size, six inches of heavy cum tanks each, though now they were small in comparison what the Rex had proven to be possible to have. More minutes passed and went, Vince mercilessly hammering at the dino's rump, his cock digging through his insides and pumping them full of precum. The sun rose over the two, their cries of pleasure reaching the ears of dozens of creatures in the forest as they closed in to a shared climax. All of a sudden, Vince felt a jolt of electricity run from the back of his head all the way down to his toes, an insistent tingle that momentarily distracted from his rut, only a moment. When it ended, the pleasure of the wild mating came back crashing far more intense than before and an unexpected tightness around the base of the human's cock sent him careening down a spiral of utter bliss.

Vince let out a long moan, biting his lips as he felt his balls pull up and the flesh of his shaft bloat and finally release the pressure inside the small reptile who screeched as loudly and proudly as he could, seed splattering between the two as thick, messy ropes leaked from his stretchy ring and on the already cum-soaked grass beneath. The two heaved, steamy enough to make small columns in the air as sweat evaporated in the slightly humid air around the watering hole. The human pressed his chest tightly on the coarse reptilian hide, his hands holding on to the entire creature for support as his legs turned into jelly and his hands met with the dino's fat shaft, shamefully grabbing it, stroking the bestial length as it spurted cum without end. It took him a good minute to stop filling the dino's insides and when he pulled back, a small waterfall of pearly, frothy, musky spunk coated his balls and thighs, forming a puddle right where his feet were.

“Jesus fuck…" He stood up, bent his back and heard a few pops come from his aching joints a moment later. His attention was taken away by the dinosaur at his feet who chirped again and flagged his tail upwards, which made Vince groan and sigh with desperation. “Are you little devils never tired? You and the others… always trying to shove stuff in my face and all that…" He became even more frustrated when he felt himself still raring to go, his cock stiffening from the alluring sight of a well-bred hole right under his eyes, the puffy, stretched out taint and the overwhelming stench of cum and sex around the two. “Whatever… follow me." He turned around, ignoring the reptile who was wagging his bubbly ass and made to go back to where his wife was. The mammoth shaft he now sported, easily a foot soft, had given up and now dangled between his legs, the fat flare still looking massive, his balls still chafing despite having dumped what felt like gallons inside the little thing, most of which was still drooling out of his tailhole as they walked.

“Vince! There you… mmmh… there you are…" The moment Vince turned around the last tree before the small clearing, he heard his wife call, her voice just barely going over the chorus of screeches of the pack surrounding her. The man massaged his temples and prepared for the sight and as he made the last step and walked into the sight of the horde of horny dinos, he saw his wife on the ground, her hands locked onto two males' cocks, pumping up and down their immense shafts as precum spilled forth without pause, plastering her tits in layers of male lust and clearly not the first ones to do so as spent cum dripped from her flesh, hanging on to her nipples like lewd decorations. “It… it seems it's time for their morning round… mmmh." Deborah moaned, her head moving closer to the left dino's shaft and licking the exposed cockhead, earning herself a good spurt of pre right in her mouth. Her toes curled as three females that the two of them had guessed were the oldest among the pack, just shy in rank of the old alpha female, shoved their big tongues up her snatch, the wet muscles wiggling and making the human female squirm and squeeze on the cocks she was holding.

“Morning to you too…" He walked up to her and kissed her, his tongue instantly noticing the taste of fresh dino spunk upon her lips as well as the strong smell of someone's pucker. “Already had fun I see…"

“We-well…" She arched her back as the females between her legs made her cum and squirm even more. The feathers of her tail hiked up, fanning, immediately preened by two lower rung females with care, the ones of her hair receiving a similar treatment a moment or two later. “They all woke up and started crowding around me… I had to…" She smiled and resumed stroking, arms pumping upon more than a foot of reptile flesh at a time. “And you've got something done yourself too." As the saw her husband's feathery scalp and the rather impressive equipment he sported, she let go of the males she was tending to and cupped the man's melon-sized sack. The two raptors, seeing as the alpha had caught the attention of his mate, didn't protest when their lovely morning pleasure was interrupted, instead quietly, walking behind the human and giving his balls a long sniff only to start cleaning them from the spent cum still coating the soft sack. “It's really big too! Now you really look like the alpha." Deborah chuckled, her neck feathers shivering when she kissed the man's flare and moaned at the strong taste. “Had some fun as well?" Just as he had tasted his pack's lust on her lips, she tasted something unfamiliar on his shaft and looked around, noticing the odd reptile surrounded by all the other males, their fangs bared towards the stray.

“I was drinking at the watering hole, he got the jump on me and shoved his snout in my ass." She laughed a little, walking over to the scared furry dino.

“Awww, he's so cute! Look at the fuzz on his neck!" Her hands sunk into the fur the stray had and started roaming on his hide. The pack took this as her accepting the new male and started circling around, snouts pressed against every inch of his body, taking in his scent, a few tongues darting towards his tailhole, lapping up their alpha's cum, cementing his place in the pack. The stray murred, one leg hiking up, kicking the air like a dog would as he chirped happily, letting more of the pack move underneath his belly and taste his cock and balls, tongues slathering his tool, cleaning it quickly. “Can we keep it?" Vince sighed and shrugged.

“I don't think we have any choice in the matter."

“Yeah, with you having already used him and all that…" Her grin made him wince, but even as he noticed that her teeth seemed a little sharper than the day before, he still tried to ignore the whole thing. “Oh, right, I think I figured out something about the mechanics of these cute little devils."

“Oh? What mechanics?"

“For now it's just greeting and the social ladder." Deborah straightened her back and clapped her hands and, almost by miracle, the pack dispersed and quickly formed a few groups around them, with the stray hurriedly joining one a few seconds later. Vince stared at her like a medieval man would stare at a presumed witch but let her go on. “So, what happened yesterday?"

“We got assaulted by horny dinosaurs."

“Aside from that? Think about how it happened, how it all went down…" She began walking around as she did whenever she had something important to tell, only that now she was naked, her head and her ass were covered in smooth, glossy and colourful feathers and she was surrounded by a host of raptors with dicks the size of her forearm. Despite that Vince felt that she was still as beautiful as ever, maybe even more, stepping into the exotic and arousing and the man's cock twitched back to life. She noticed and smiled. “Alright, here's the data: the moment we met them, there was no fighting, just a lot of sniffing and licking, then the alpha mated with you. I initially thought it was just because we were mistaken for raptors but they are clearly smarter than we think and know we aren't like them so there must be another explanation." Vince leaned on a tree and took a moment to relax, not yet assaulted by the pack who was clearly staring at the foot and a half of horsecock-like shaft he was sporting. “I think that it was their version of a fight and you won it by coming after the alpha did."

“You mean to say these dinosaurs don't fight with teeth and claws but by… a…"

“A sex-off!!" She interrupted him before he could speak. Vince opened his mouth, tried to find something to say and gave up. “Alright, we'll work on the name later. I am convinced that the dinosaurs of this dimension are indeed very aggressive and territorial, but probably have developed a different way to fight opponents: instead of tearing up each other, it's far more pleasurable and fun to mate. Two alphas fight, the one who loses gives up his place and becomes the beta of the new pack that is formed." Deborah looked at her husband with eyes full of excitement, a bit out of place but definitely very into the whole situation. “The Rex didn't even try to attack them and just stood there, not because he wasn't hungry or anything, but because he knew that he had already won the competition. By virtue of being huge where it matters." The two humans shivered, a bit of fear and arousal at the memory of the Tyrannosaurus' immense tool. “And I am guessing this little one also tried to top you."

“Yeah… no." Vince scratched his neck, ruffling some of the feathers, unconsciously smoothing them as he tried to put his thoughts into words. “He just shoved his snout in my ass and when I stood up he just bent over and… well… I fucked him…" Vince blushed, she grinned. “I think he's not bonded to any pack and roams around alone, bottoming for any male as a way to survive or something." Her eyebrows rose up and he blushed even more the moment her eyes spelled 'and how would you know that?' with her mind. “Oh come on, I just took a sniff because it was right there under my eyes!" His cock twitched and finally reached full mast once again, which seemed to signal the pack that the wait was over. The old alpha and his mate rushed ahead of the group and immediately opened their mouths, snouts bumping into each other as they licked and snorted his cockflesh, eyes glazing as his musk flooded their noses. He flinched when two more males started lapping the sweat off his nuts and a brave female fought her way to his pucker and started tending to it, her tongue worming inside him and making him grunt.

“Yeah, sure, I bet you hated it too…" Her arms crossed on her chest while she sat down and watched her husband get cleaned and preened by a horde of horny, dripping raptors. “So how long till we can go back to the lab?"

“Ngh… I guess… it might be just five or six hours." Vince leaned on the tree as more and more of the pack crowded against him, snouts open and tongues lashing all over his skin, every raptor increasingly more aroused by the growing stench of lust in the air.

“We'll need to find something to do then, right? We already collected all the samples we needed yesterday and we have so much time after all…" Her sultry voice managed to draw his attention away from the fact that a second tongue had made its way inside his ass and started licking with even more passion than the first one just as his cock was swallowed by the old alpha male's mouth all the way to the hilt. “Come here pretty…" Deborah curled her finger at the stray raptor and he curiously walked over to her, eyes wide and dripping his own brand of precum all over the place with every bob of his shaft. “Good boy." Almost as if he could understand her, he chirped and fanned his tail, raising one hindleg to let her see what he was packing below. His apple sized nuts swayed, their short fuzz trapping all the sweat and giving off a strong smelt that the woman inhaled with greed. “I like this one…"

Debora winked at her husband and pushed the raptor on his back among a chorus of confused screeching coming from the beast until her bare muff was presented to him when she stepped on top and lowered herself. The raptor didn't hesitate to plunge his tongue inside it, tasting his new alpha female for the first time while she rode him in ways he didn't even understand while also massaging his shaft with her hands and mouth. The woman moaned, pulling back the dino's thick foreskin and shoving the uncovered tip in her mouth, slowly but surely swallowing inch after inch of reptile cock. Her throat bulged, stretched by the thick tool, drinking shots of precum that made her entire body tingle, her hands squeezing the fat tanks that produced it in such large amounts with care and desire.

Vince scratched his neck and clapped his hands, instantly making the pack stop and take a step back in orderly fashion like little soldiers, their own little soldiers standing proud beneath their bellies, drooling and thrumming. He looked at the sky above, half annoyed and half aroused, the latter part pounding insistently at his subconscious, eroding away at his defences. The human crumbled and called for one of the female that had won the earlier fight, scratched her neck and made her chirp with pleasure and pride as he yanked her tail upwards, baring her slick, puffy vent to the alpha. A few of the other females growled, annoyed that she had won the human's favour, the old alpha female's feathers flattening as she quietly stepped back and stood in line with the others. Vince felt his own crown of feathers rise as he pressed his fat flare against the female's sopping snatch, their fluids creating a lewd mix that dripped on the grass, adding to the stench in the air. The man groaned in pleasure, his tail fanning out the moment he sank a few inches of cock inside her: the slick walls, the heat and the rippling made him twitch and fire a dense spurt within that passage, the female chirping and pushing back. A whole foot slipped inside, the two letting out their respective screams as she spread her legs, steadying herself just as he grabbed her flanks and started thrusting. His balls swayed beneath his crotch, heavy, shining with sweat as the sun rose higher and his pace quickened, faster and faster, hips blurring with every pump, his arms pushing and pulling so that every slap, every time flesh and hide met was insanely pleasurable for each of them. Sweat coated his body and slowly a few raptors broke from the line, attracted by the salty scent, immediately dragged back by the others who resisted so that the alpha wouldn't be interrupted.

The human bent, his chest against her back, his hands caressing her neck, making her screech in ways no reptile could as his balls hit her soft underbelly until he simply stopped, hugged her, gave one last thrust and then howled into her feathers as the first shot of spunk flooded her egg chamber. The female screeched, feathers puffing out, tongue lolling out a little more with every pump of her alpha's seed he dumped into her, making her feel so full after just a few dozen seconds. Vince pulled back after a little while, his flare scraping against her inner walls, still cumming although the flow was weakening, letting the few last spurts splatter on her back, coating her feathers in white frothy spunk. Before he could have a moment of rest, the female turned around and pressed her snout against his lips, a hint of tongue escaping from her stiff lips as she awkwardly pulled back and swallowed the cum-coated shaft of her alpha to clean it.

“Awww, she kissed you!" Deborah smiled, rubbing the stray's fat shaft on her cheeks, part of it sinking into her breasts as she squeezed and gave him what probably was the first titjob in the history of that world.

“Kissed me?" Vince touched his lips with one hand, the other caressing the female's neck feathers as she dutifully licked every inch of his cock, her tongue coiling around his flesh over and over, the thick but agile muscle squeezing ever so slightly to coax more spunk from his sack. “Where did she learn that one?"

“Well, you did kiss me yesterday a few times while we weren't being surrounded by raptor butts from all sides. I think she had her sights on you the moment she saw you."

“I think we need to re-evaluate our initial judgment of their intelligence Deb, they might be more intelligent than we think. Clearly they have incredible flexibility and some form of mirror neurons… what are you laughing at?" Vince frowned when Deborah started chuckling.

“It's kinda hard to take you seriously while your dick is being licked by a raptor you just fucked silly."

“It's not like you weren't any less… lewd when you gave your ideas naked and dripping cum all over the place…" He scoffed and let out a small grunt as the female started bobbing back and forth, her eyes locked onto the woman as she swallowed the stray's shaft over and over. The two females' eyes met and, despite the barrier between species, they seemed to find common grounds, both working the cocks they had chosen harder and with more passion, the raptor quickly picking up pace and skill. Vince moaned and braced himself.

“But I admitted a long while ago I was liking this whole 'hung dino thing' and that I really liked being fucked by them, you, on the other hand, have yet to say out loud you also enjoy the treatment." Her eyes pierced through his skin and made his heart race. “Come on Vince, you can admit you like having all those big, hung, dripping raptors licking you all over the place…" The man groaned, both because of her words and because the raptor beneath him had pulled back and started licking his sack, popping one fat orb at a time inside her muzzle.

“Argh! Fine! I like it, it's kinda fun and fuck… it's hot…" he glared back at her… “Happy now?"

“Very…" Deborah chuckled and gave her raptor's own sack a squeeze, forcing out another loud screech that attracted the attention and the envy of the pack as the twin orbs twitched and finally let loose their cargo. Shot after massive shot flew in the air, arching above the duo on the ground only to splatter upon them, one, two, five, ten and twenty massive spurts of pearly white spunk turning the grass around them into a big musky puddle and the air just a little more laden with lust. She murred and suckled on his tip, swallowing the remaining loads until the male simply collapsed panting beneath her. “Now we can really get to the fun part…" Her standing up caused quite a stir in the pack that assumed that they were free to do as they pleased, but a clap made them go back in line, visibly frustrated with aching shafts and slick vents begging to be used. Deborah knelt in front of her husband and cupped his sack, feeling the heft of his new equipment, her palms instantly coated in sweat and leftover cum and vent fluids. “Lucky man with both his wife and his concubine tending to him at the same time…" Her sultry smirk made him shiver, for what reason he wasn't quite sure.

“Co-concubine?"

“She won the fight between the rest of the pack's females and you bred her afterwards in front of everyone, which, if I'm not wrong, made the old alpha female step down from her position and gave her place to this pretty lady…" Deborah chuckled, ruffling the lush plumage of the raptor still hard at work, slathering the whole of his shaft from root to flare. “With me being your wife she has to be the concubine. I like it…" The woman pushed the raptor to the side and took it upon herself to tend to her husband's cock while the other female screeched, hurriedly circling around and shoving her lithe snout in between his cheeks. Vince grunted, assaulted on two fronts by two skilful females at the same time. “I think you like it too, although you don't want to admit it."

“Oh… I'll admit it… you're amazing…" He caressed her head, fingers smoothing her feathers only to make a mess out of them and fixing her look once again.

“And what about her?" Deborah shot him a glance, her hand squeezing the root of his shaft, halting the flow of precum and making him squirm.

“She's… very… very good too…" Now that his answer had satisfied her, Deborah grinned and opened her mouth wide, her sharper teeth glistening in the morning sun as she pushed a few inches of cock inside, her tongue guiding the shaft down her throat until the medial ring was pressing against her lips. Vince grunted louder, half of his tool, an entire foot, was stretching the woman's throat, the flare making her skin bulge lewdly, every single spurt of precum bypassing her need to gulp, shot straight down into her stomach. “Ooohh…"

For a moment he closed his eyes and basked in the feeling of such a novel flurry of sensations, so much more pleasure than anything he had ever felt, the sheer, unadulterated freedom of having no rules at all in a new world was slowly getting to him. The man looked at the raptors around himself, barely able to contain themselves as the erotic show unfolded and the stench of sex thickened tenfold in the clearing, the very trees oozing musk and lust. He waved his hand and, as if understanding the meaning of the gesture, the entire pack suddenly broke ranks and started forming groups, tails raised and mouths opening, tongues lashing out to lick and tease vents, cocks and tailholes alike with no regards for gender or whether they were already taken. Now that the pack had been tended to, Vince turned his attention to the two females beneath him, his hands caressing them gently. Deborah chuckled once she realized that her husband was starting to get into the role he had taken by mistake the day before and pulled back, rolled around and presented her backside to him. Her tail hiked up and let the man have a good look at her soaked muff, tiny, shiny scales shone like glitter as light hit them. Vince barely suppressed a whistle as he knelt down, grabbed her somewhat softer, bigger cheeks and spread them apart, planting his face right in between and took a long, deep and needy sniff. Deborah murred, a little aroused and a little entertained by the fact that her husband was taking whiffs of her ass like had done with every other raptor around them, his tongue teasing her scaly folds gently, just enough to make her push back and hike her feathery tail higher. Just as abruptly as he had planted his face in her behind so did he pull back and let his two footer slap her left cheek and make her squeal, feathers trembling ever so slightly. The two stared at each other, exchanging glances that were chock full of desire and need and, while still staring into the eyes of the other, yellow meeting yellow, Vince grabbed his shaft and pressed it to his wife's muff and pushed.

Her folds spread apart with ease, slick, puffy and shivering from the sheer girth, even greater than the many males she had mated with that morning or the day before, spreading her massively despite realizing that with each round, with each gallon load of raptor spunk she had been filled with her passage had adapted to their average size and still the man made her wince and feel far too full. He grunted and grabbed her hips, making a mess of her tail as he shoved every last inch of cockflesh inside the woman, feeling her cum and squeal like any female around them, her tongue lolling out, just a little longer, just a little wider and more flexible than he remembered. However, he cared little for that end of her body, far too focused on the one squeezing and gripping his shaft from base to flare like a vice. Vince had to overpower her, force himself to thrust in and out while she tried to keep him in place with muscles she didn't have before that massaged him and begged him to stay in place so that he could cum simply from being inside her hot passage. Still he thrust, his heavy, full sack hitting her lower belly, sweat dripping from it, the sheer weight making her moan with every impact, the dense, virile musk his entire body was oozing drawing the attention of many raptors who moved their own lovemaking closer and closer until a flurry of cocks, tongues, snouts and clumsy limbs assaulted the two alphas. Deborah moaned loudly only to find her mouth full of raptor cock, an anonymous male simply pushing his throbbing one and a half shaft under her nose which she welcomed and started sucking, her hands meeting a similar fate a moment later. Vince himself was not free from the assault, his pucker slathered with raptor drool for long minutes before feeling a fat tip pressing against it, precum oozing by the bucket pushed inside his bowels by sheer pressure as some male decided that licking his alpha's ass wasn't enough anymore. The man winced in pain for a few moments before the weight, the warmth and the girth of the raptor on his back somehow made him feel hornier and calm, happy even. He felt a wet tongue smooth his neck feathers while the two foot long shaft buried in his ass started pistoning in and out with feral, inhuman skill that cared little for rhythm or gentleness and simply made sure his hole would be bred and used to its fullest.

A line formed behind Vince, his ass filled for the first time by warm cum as he filled his wife in turn, only for a second, shorter but thicker cock to be shoved in and take the place of the first one a second later. Again his own shaft twitched and hardened in the woman's passage and again he started thrusting, his pace complementary to the raptor so that their balls would collide, making both males growl in pleasure and have an even more intimate mating right in front of the pack. Deborah howled as she came yet again around the man's cock, her womb fuller than it had ever been, still growing, her paunch swelling by the minute and by every last drop of dense spunk her man dumped within her. Females crowded her underside, rubbing their snouts upon the pink bulge of her belly, some fighting with the males for their female alpha's skilled hands or tongue and claim a few orgasms themselves. The orgy continued, climax after climax, raptor after raptor shoving cocks and vents in the two alphas over and over again. Vince was bred a dozen times over, by the time the last male had spilled his load the first one was back inside his sloppy, drooling ass to claim it, the man actually recognising the shape and the way the cock throbbed muck like Deborah recognised the taste of the female that had pushed her own sloppy passage in her face.

The sun rose higher, higher still as the pack screeched and spilled what looked like hundreds of gallons of musky spunk, so much of it simply forming puddles as the soil reached the saturation point and refused to accept any more, scaly toes splashing in flowing rivers of virile cum and spilling even more. Feathers were coated to the point that they stuck to skin and hide alike, bellies swelled with all the spunk that wasn't wasted upon the ground, bodies were covered in finger-thick ropes over and over till shapes blurred and only blobs of whiteness moved. One by one the pack pulled back, spent and somewhat tired, satisfied even, but the two that had started the morning orgy were still rutting madly. Deborah screamed for her husband to fill her again, their tongues coiling around each other, longer still, their cum-splatted feathers covering more of their bodies. Vince obliged and his melon-sized balls shrunk, heaved and pumped yet another gallon inside the woman's abused womb. Her eyes rolled back and then, at last her arms gave up and made her slump on the cummy ground with a splash, bubbles rising from her nose as she exhaled. The man roared and, still cumming, fired one last massive load and then slumped to her side, spooning the spent woman while his still hard and leaking horsecock leaked the last drops of breeding batter inside her.

The two didn't say anything, merely laying there panting and kissing from time to time as the pack took inspiration and formed a big, messy, chirping pile of messy bodies.

“It was good…" Vince sighed, patting Deborah's bulging belly slowly and with fascination.

“Just good?" She looked back at him, eyebrow raised. He rolled his eyes and sighed.

“It was very, very, very fun and I want to do this again." Vince admitted, making her chuckle. “This damn planet is seriously making me go mad." He groaned, the soreness of his abused pucker was finally starting to get to him. He reached behind and gave his rump a massage, feeling the gallons of warm, sticky spunk seep from his ass, deflating his own paunch. “I didn't think that I would ever know what it feels to bottom for an entire horde of horny men, much less a horde of raptors…"

“What about growing feathers and a cock that makes your wife so, so wet?"

“Of course I'm shocked but…" He leaned in and kissed her on the neck, earning a long moan from her as his longer tongue teased her neck feathers. “… as long as my wife likes it…"

“Oh, she likes it a lot." The two chuckled together. “Pull out, I need to stretch my legs and empty all this lovely cum somewhere." Vince obliged, suppressing a soft grunt when he started to retreat, his still sensitive flare scraping against her still sensitive passage, almost making him want to start breeding her all over once more. The moment he was completely out, a sticky, warm and musky flood escaped from her stretched muff, bathing his sack and thighs in yet more spunk. The pack smelled it instantly and tongues rushed to clean and lap up all of the goodness. The humans simply waited, letting the raptors shove snouts in every crevice and cranny of their bodies, licking sweat, grime and layers upon layers of cooling seed in a frenzy that rivalled the mating from before. “I think I might get used to this, it's cheaper than a shower and so much more fun…"

“Mmmmh." His answer was short but both of them knew what he meant by that, the man letting his concubine take the lead and devoutly lapping his skin clean. When the raptor was done, she chirped, kissed the alpha's flare with her stiff lips only to kiss him on his mouth a moment later. Vince was shocked, tasting his own flesh upon her tongue, but, as his wife looked on and gave him a sultry look, he let the female shoved her muscle in his mouth, wrestling with his own, drool forming bridges between skin and scaly hide, cum passing from tongue to tongue in a different kind of mating dance. “She's good…"

“I can see…" Deborah grabbed the female's head and snatched it, planting her lips in her husband's place. The raptor screeched but gave in, the two females exchanging sloppy, messy kisses right in front of their male. Vince gulped, feeling his cock rise up from what must have been a few minutes of rest after god knows how much of constant activity, his balls swelling as they delivered a long arching shot of precum that splattered on the two kissing females' faces, painting them with clear slime that was licked off soon. “And I can see you like the idea of me going to town with her too…" Deborah guided the raptor's head lower, lining it with her breasts and moaned loudly when she felt her nipples bit lightly by the other female. Vince gulped again and stroked himself back to full mast in seconds, still needy, still wanting more. “Can't say that this whole thing wasn't productive in more than just the scientific value of the journey."

“Yeah…" He sighed. “But we must leave soon: we have only four hours before the portal is stable enough to be used."

“Four hours is enough to fuck a whole lot more, don't you think?" Deborah grinned, sitting upon his lap, his cock nicely sandwiched between her plump cheeks, her tail feathers ticking his flare. The pack noticed that the alphas were still aroused and so they gladly joined, a feast of cocks springing back to life, drooling precum all over, vents winking and lubing up, ready for another round or ten of group bonding. “I think the alpha needs to make his pack learn they can't just breed him and not expect retaliation."

“I think I agree…" Vince smiled, glancing over at the pack who, as if understanding, all turned around and raised tail after tail, baring a host of plump, puffy, oozing holes for him to claim. “God woman, what have you turned me into?"

“A sexy stallion." She kissed him deeply, moving her hips so that her ass would stroke the man's shaft, his precum sliding on its underside to coat his filling sack with clear lust. “So, since we have some time left, how about we go for a walk? I saw a big herbivore in the distance not too long ago, maybe we can… see if we can gather samples and study them…" Her eyelids fluttered, the feathers of her neck shivering as she snuggled up to him gently, skin against skin. He sighed and nodded.

“Alright, let's go."