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Kincade’s Naughty “Reporters”

Written by: TiranMaster

Image by: ThatPuggy

“Careful, there are cameras everywhere!” Brian hissed, ducking down as he saw one of the many cameras swiveling in their direction. He’d just managed to stumble his way through the heavy reinforced fencing that surrounded the insane “amusement park” they’d managed to get into. Both he and his coworker, Phillip, the two were in deep shit if they were spotted. The owner of the place, an eccentric naga by the name of Raphael Kincade, had many outstanding bans on reporters of any kind from entering his property. It went beyond that even, nobody was allowed to bring any sort of recording hardware into his strange park, and those who managed to bring anything in often were caught within minutes of entering and were quickly thrown back out.

Kincade’s park of course had some sort of exposure, after all, he was bringing in quite a mint from people visiting his park full of reptiles and dinosaurs that were thought to have gone extinct. Any footage of the park though was only authorized by the naga himself under extremely specific conditions, and all of it was run by the naga’s own workers of course, no one else. Brian was highly suspicious of the eccentric and rich snake, he was certain there were dark secrets hidden in the depths of the park, and he was determined to dig them up with the help of his cameraman. “Phillip, move your ass,” he hissed.

Phillip finally managed to wiggle his way through, the cameraman tumbling ass over teakettle before landing at the feet of his boss “G... got it,” Phillip groaned, rubbing his head as he slowly climbed to his feet. “Whoa...” Phillip said, looking around at the magnificent and well kept park around them, “Never been in here before... but it’s pretty impressive.”

Before the camera could spot either of them, Brian pushed his oafish cohort down into some bushes, managing to avoid being spotted. The park was dark, so he hoped that any movement would be chalked up to the wind of animals in the brush, but Brian had no intention of being spotted by the place’s security. “Get your camera out and start recording!” he hissed, peering out from the bush to see if the camera was peering away. It had already moved on, allowing the reporter to hop out of the shrubbery and brush off his clothing. “Come on, we’ve gotta get going.”

“Right,” Phillip grunted, climbing out as he readjusted the camera on his chest before pulling out a second camera and aiming it before pressing record. “It’s on, boss.”

“Good,” Brian said, positioning himself away from the cameras before facing Phillip. The reporter’s face pulled into a confident smile, the one he’d practiced in the mirror so many times that he could picture it in his head in perfect detail. “Hello viewers, this is Brian O’hare, bringing you an expose from within the confines of a fiendish compound. I have been studying up on the history of one Raphael Kincade, and I have found some startling holes within the story of this suspicious serpent.” He gestured towards one direction, knowing that they would add an image of the naga in post. “While his opulent structure ull of dinosaurs and other strange saurians may appear majestic and magical, I am here today to tell you that there is more to this place than what seems on the cover.”

Starting to walk backwards, Brian was counting on Phillip to tell him if he was about to trip over something. “There are reports of travelers in the area going missing, of fellow reporters vanishing days after coming to the park, and even whispers that they were last seen heading into this very park. I have to say, it’s highly suspicious, and I am here in the dark of the night to find out how this malicious maniac is doing it. We will slip into Kincade’s private backrooms, and we will dig up what he has done to our fellow man. Together, we will determine, is Raphael Kincade a menace to the populace, and should he be imprisoned?” With that, he sliced through the air, telling Phillip to cut the footage.

“That was really good, sir,” Phillip said, smiling at his boss while he slid the camera into his jacket. “So, where are we going first?” The cameraman looked down eagerly, “I was kinda hoping to see one of those tyrannosaurs here, I heard they’re really cool.”

“We’re not here to sightsee, Phillip,” Brian growled, glancing around nervously in case some member of security might poke out their head to see them. “Let’s get going, I did a little bit of research on the architecture of this place over the last few weeks. There are some buildings near the back of the park that the regular crowds aren’t allowed to see. I think that’ll be a great starting point.”

Phillip looked upset as he folded his arms. “You promised me that we’d be able to see some dinosaurs.”

Brian rubbed at his temples, already regretting his choice in a cameraman. “I’m sure we’ll see some dinosaurs while we’re here, but please focus on the job. We’re here running an expose, not here as guests ready for another fun day at the park.” With that, the reporter started off, and his reluctant cameraman followed after, neither of them aware of the cameras tucked away in the bushes following their every movement.

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From the moment that the two humans had stepped into the park, Kincade had been alerted of their presence, much to his irritation. The naga had been in the middle of a rather delicious session with a handsome tyrannosaurus, the brute having been only too happy to bend over for the naga’s delights. Raphael had been deep inside of the massive male when he’d received the alert, his watch giving off a signal that someone was within the park. It had happened before, some kids slipping in, or teenagers on a dare. When Kincade had glanced at the feed though, he quickly determined that the pair who had entered were far more trouble than any small pest. “Damn,” he sighed, slipping out of his horny pet. “Well, I hate to cut this short, but it appears I have a problem to take care of.”

“Sir?” the dinosaur growled, his voice deep, his eyes glowing with a deep blue hue. “We have fun?” he asked, his cock quivering between his massive legs.

“I’ll have some playmates arranged for you,” Kincade said, slithering over to where he’d set aside his clothing. “I have things to attend to, and they cannot wait. Please, enjoy yourself, I’ll make sure you have plenty of fun tonight,” he chuckled. Before the naga left the structure, he had arranged for a few other large dinosaurs to be let into the tyranossaur’s enclosure, he was sure they would have plenty of fun pounding his ass until he was satisfied.

As for Kincade, he made his way into an elevator, and was soon on his way up to his office. Scowling, the naga was very annoyed at his fun being interrupted, and by a pair of lousy reporters at that. If it were some annoying vandals, he would have just set security on them and had been done with it, it normally wasn’t too hard for them to be reminded not to enter at night. Reporters though, he’d had to deal with them before, they were persistent, especially those who decided it was a good idea to enter at night. Kindcade would have to deal with them personally, and that prospect managed to bring a smile to the serpent’s mouth.

Sliding his way out of the elevator once it opened, Kincade made his way over to a nearby metal refrigeration unit. With a few taps of the keypad, Kincade watched as the top slid open to reveal a plethora of vials within, each of them chill to the touch. Running his fingers over the top of each one, the naga found himself thinking. “Which ssshall it be?” he asked, allowing his tongue to dance over the sibilant s, his eyes narrowing down into slits. “Oh... that might be fun,” he purred, plucking two of the same vial from the container. “Oh yes, I think this will do.”

Making his way over to the cameras, Kincade could see that the pair were making for the labs, the place where they certainly would find the evidence they were looking for. With a few taps on a keyboard, the naga had his trap prepped and ready. Kincade had learned long ago that he needed to be prepared for any eventuality, especially when it came to the secrets he wanted so well hidden. “Don’t worry, boys, you’ll both soon be intimately familiar with my ways,” he chuckled. He watched the camera feed as the door to the labs slid open, surprising the two reporters.

“I can’t believe they’d just leave these open...” one of them said, the more handsome of the pair, while his larger compatriot followed in, ducking slightly under the doorway.

“Don’t you think this is a little easy?” the larger one asked, looking around nervously.

“You don’t look a gift horse in the mouth, now why don’t you start lining up a good shot?” the reporter said, glancing around with an eager expression. Kincade just smiled before typing in the command on the console, watching as the door shut and locked.

“Good night, boys,” he said under his breath, chuckling as the air vents started to release the potent sleeping agent. It was a matter of seconds before the reporter started to waver... then stagger... and finally crumple to the ground. His larger companion lasted a little while longer, trying to pick up his friend, managing to make it halfway to the door before he too collapsed. The two were unconscious within three minutes, and Kincade was soon off to collect the new subjects for his park.

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The room spun as Brian came back to consciousness, his stomach churned, his gaze was blurry as he attempted to figure out what happened. The last thing he remembered... was a strange taste in his mouth, and the lab had started to spin. The door to the lab had closed, Phillip had said... something, and then everything had gone black. “What... happened?” he groaned, his mouth feeling dry and cottony, his every muscle felt slack.

“You awake, boss?” It was Phillip’s voice, Brian managed to move his head enough to spot his cameraman... and then he blushed heavily. It was indeed Phillip, large, tall, and at that moment very naked, his arms and legs splayed out as the chains held him in place.

“What’s going on?!” Brian breathed, looking down and realizing that he too was nude. His arms and legs were splayed out, his manhood hanging out in the open, his slim physique somehow looking less impressive than Phillip’s more muscled body.

“I think we were drugged,” Phillip said, looking around in concern, “I also don’t have the cameras anymore, sorry.” He seemed honestly disappointed in that fact, as if that were more important than the fact that they were both chained up.

Looking around, Brian slowly managed to piece together that they were in some sort of enclosure, like one would see at a zoo. The two of them were chained up to a rock facade, and above them was the viewing area that someone would look down into the enclosure. There were tall trees, thick fronds, and heavy grass, almost like one would see in a Jurassic movie. “Why the hell are we here?”

“That would be my doing,” a voice spoke from the shadows of the enclosure, and both men turned their heads to see a naga slithering out into the open. “You two have been poking your noses where they shouldn’t be, and I have had to interject myself before you could cause any problems.”

It didn’t take a genius for Brian to figure out who the naga was, but before he could speak, Phillip did instead. “Who are you?!”

Brian sighed while the naga, who was clearly Kincade, looked in amusement at the larger human. “I am Raphael Kincade, owner and proprietor of this fine park you find yourself in. I am also rather displeased to have seen you recording such baseless slander about myself and the park,” he said, addressing that last part towards Brian. “You have no proof, and yet you’re willing to risk ruining my reputation over such meager pieces of speculation?”

Brian scowled at the naga, an ugly expression on his handsome face, “I think it’s pretty safe to say that someone who has to resort to drugging a pair of men before chaining them up like animals is likely not a paragon of morals,” he growled.

“You wound me,” Raphael said, though his expression didn’t show an ounce of pain, instead he looked eager. Not only were the two humans nude, but the naga was not wearing a piece of clothing, something different to his normally fastidious nature when he went out for public appearances. The naga slid towards Phillip, lifting up some kind of injector in his hand. “Now, I would really like to ask you to stay still for this. It won’t hurt much, and you’ll be feeling much better soon.”

Phillip of course knew better than to just give in, like any rational human, so he started to struggle as the naga approached, but the chains were far stronger than anything a human could break. “Get that away from me! Brian, help!” Phillip yelled, straining away from the injector.

“What the hell are you doing to him?! Get away from him, freak!” Brian yelled, but watched as Kincade lurched forward and plunged the injector into Phillip’s side. It let out a small hiss before shooting its load into the human, the noise small, and yet loud all the same to Brian. “Phillip, are you okay?!”

Upon being injected, Phillip’s expression was pained for a moment, and then it was filled with confusion. “That... wow... kinda feels good actually,” he laughed nervously, “really good actually, wow,” he breathed. The man’s eyes fluttered as his cheeks grew red with warmth, his cock starting to twitch and harden a bit as he shivered. “Whoa... Brian, you should try this...”

Kincade meanwhile pulled the first vial from the injector, already starting towards Brian. “Don’t you worry, he will,” the naga said, chuckling as he started towards Brian with the injector. Brian’s eyes widened and hea attempted to yank at the chains, hoping against hope that his might fail where Phillip’s hadn’t.

Already the injection was working, Kincade was very good with his technology, and the vial’s contents was perfectly crafted to change the DNA of anyone it was injected into. A side effect of course was a great amount of pleasure, it helped calm the subject as they were changed, painlessly, if pleasurably. “Oh my god...” Phillip moaned, his eyes rolling back as his hips lurched forward with his erection. His soft human skin was already starting to change, a sheen of scales starting to appear on the surface, his musculature starting to shrink down in places as his DNA was undergoing massive changes.

“Holy shit! What did you do to him?! Get that away from me!” Brian yelled, looking over at his cameraman in horror, seeing that Phillip’s hair was starting to slough away, the man’s body changing with a terrifying speed.

“Don’t worry, I promise, you’ll enjoy this quite a bit, just like your friend. Afterwards, we can start our own fun,” Kincade purred, reaching towards Brian with the injector. Despite what the reporter did, he was unable to pull away, and he yelped as the injector pressed into his side and released its payload. Immediately, Brian felt the pain lapse into warmth and then into an incredible pleasure as it slithered its way into his veins.

“No... no, please, stop this!” Brian yelled at the naga, watching as Kincade slithered back, a victorious smile on the serpent’s face. Despite his own panic though, the human could feel the warmth blossoming into pleasure, his own cock twitching as he couldn’t help but feel... amazing. “D... damn it... this is... this is illegal, whatever you’re doing...” He couldn’t stop a moan escaping his lips though as a pulse of pleasure slipped through his body, the man’s cock starting to harden as his every sense was warped in amorous delight.

Phillip moaned and growled as he thrashed in his chains, his body morphing as the new DNA asserted itself. His hair fell away, his body was morphing, human biology being replaced by saurion, his cock growing longer, less human, his balls changing colors, becoming increasingly green by the second. Everything was a pleasure for him, he couldn’t think properly, his every thought was on how good he felt, how horny he was, how much he wanted to mate. The change wasn’t even painful as his feet started to crack and morph, the human feet giving way as they shifted and popped, becoming more reptilian in shape, his toes morphing and shrinking to give way to sharp black claws.

Brian bit his tongue in an attempt to drive away the pleasure, to keep his wits about him, but it didn’t hurt as much as it should. It was as if his senses were in overdrive, the pleasure driving out any other senses, it was all to blind him to what was happening. Kincade was turning them into dinosaurs, he could see the proof to his side, as Phililp was rapidly becoming something else. “You... can’t...” he managed to whimper, though his body was already thrashing in pleasure. His cock dripped and swayed as he couldn’t stop himself from humping the air, it felt so good, and he was so horny. He knew the naga was evil, he was doing something terrible... but he felt so amazing!

Slithering back, Kincade watched as the pair growled and moaned, lost in the haze of the change, the pleasure overwhelming their every sense. Of course, it wouldn’t completely rob them of their minds... no, he had something else in mind for that. For the moment though, the naga enjoyed the show, watching as Phillip started to shrink in stature and in body mass. His new tail slithering out from behind him, flicking and twitching in rapturous pleasure as much as its host. Phillip was moaning like an animal in heat, which he was. “Think about how good it’ll be to use that new cock of yours,” Kincade goaded, grinning as the changing man let out an aching moan, his cock dripping warm gobs onto the ground beneath him.

Second by second, Brian was losing his physical humanity, his face was pushing forward, becoming less mammalian and more that of a reptile. His mouth felt weird as human teeth fell out, to be replaced by sharp fangs. He knew that all of it should hurt, but whatever the naga had done, everything just felt amazing. The man, or rather dinosaur’s toes were clenching with agonizing pleasure, his hands grasping at air as his fingers shifted and changed, from five fleshy human fingers to four green scaled fingers with claws at their tips. He moaned as he felt his balls swelling, his cock growing heavier, his mind was so full of lust that he felt ready to rut into anything that moved.

The last change the two went under was the new frill that grew out from their heads, markings across their scaled bodies, and their eyes becoming reptilian slits. Both of them panted and moaned, their cocks dripping copious amounts of their juices. The heat of the change slowly wore away, though both were still incredibly horny, but not quite so mindlessly anymore. Phillip and Brian both looked nearly identical, save for some differences in their scale patterns, but the two had become the same kind of dinosaur. “Dilophosaurus,” Kincade said, looking at the two with an air of pride, “that’s what you’ve become, if you were wondering.”

“You... you monster...” Brian panted, his body drenched in sweat after the massive change he’d undergone. His voice sounded different, more guttural, it was harder to speak with his new body. His thoughts were... harder for some reason, it was as if it had become harder to think. He assumed it was due to the sheer amount of lust he felt, but that didn’t quite account for the length of time it took to bring the words forth.

“Gotta... fuck...” Phillip groaned, his head clearly in a different space, he gazed down longingly at his own erection still bobbing in the air.

“You’re quite stubborn,” Kincade said, gazing at Brian cooley, “but I accounted for that. Your new DNA will certainly slow your thoughts, after all, Dilophosauri are not exceptionally intelligent, nor is any dinosaur for that matter. But you will require a bit more work than that, fear not though, I have my ways,” he chuckled. He lifted his tail, the rattle at the end looking strangely ominous.

Brian was horrified at what he had become, he was well aware that it would be hard to explain to anyone what had happened to him, but he would do it. With his own change as proof, he would be able to prove beyond any doubt that Raphael Kincade was a monster. “Once I get out of here, I will make sure that you are locked up for-”

The rattling started, and both dinosaurs froze up, their eyes widening as they started at their captor. Brian knew something was wrong, the rattle was... so loud, so ear piercing, it felt... wrong. Phillip on the other hand, already not the most intelligent man, instead stared in rapture at the rattling tail. Between the dulling of his intelligence, and the immense amount of randiness he already felt, the dinosaur didn’t stand a chance. A blue glaze started to spread across his eyes as a dullness settled onto his face, his mouth slowly slid open, his expression growing blank. “That’s it, listen well, little Dilophosauri. I am your master, your world, and you will obey me,” Kincade said, and his words seemed to vibrate in tandem with the rattling of his tail.

Phillip’s mouth slowly closed, just for him to say a few words. “Master... my world... obey...” his voice was husky, his cock was heavy, and his eyes were starting to glow blue.

“Phillip, fight it! He’s trying to break us!” Brian was terrified, he knew that the naga was playing with them, somehow manipulating them, and what scared him was that it was working on him too. His mind was slower, he knew that, and it felt as if the naga’s rattle was digging right into the fragments of his defenses in preparation to tear them all down. His cock was hard just like Phillip’s, and his mind was dancing at the idea of getting to fuck, but he wasn’t a dinosaur! “You’re a monster, Kincade, we will expose you.”

“Oh, you want me to expose myself?” Kincade purred, grinning lewdly before his cocks started to slide out of his slit. Brian’s eyes settled on the massive erections starting to push forth, his mouth strangely starting to salivate as he swore he could smell their powerful manly scent from where he was chained. Phillip likewise stared at them in desire, his mouth literally salivating in desire. “I’ll let you play with my body, but all you need to do is let all of those thoughts go. You are my dinosaurs, my pets, my delectable playthings.” His eyes narrowed, his face pulled into a confident grin as he continued to rattle, the sound growing louder somehow, and Brian’s mind being filled with its powerful hypnotic presence. “Forget your pasts, you were never human, you are creations of my park. Simple, horny, and obedient. Renounce your names, forget your past, and you may love me.”

The dinosaur that had been Phillip didn’t need any more convincing, his mouth pulled into a wide grin as his eyes blazed blue, his past tossed to the wind. “Yes Master! Let me love you, let me suck you, please fuck me! Or I can fuck you!”

“Phillip, no!” Brian said weakly, but the other Dilophosaurus didn’t even turn his head in recognition of the name. When Kincade released the new dinosaur, the horny dinosaur threw himself onto his master’s cocks, kissing them, licking them, devouring them in lust. His cock was throbbing and dripping as he threw himself at his master’s beck and call, only too happy to throw away who he’d been. Brian struggled, watching him, feeling a strange pang of jealousy. “I can’t... I won’t...”

“You will,” Kincade said, “and you can. Others have tried to fight it, and they lost, and they submitted,” the naga chuckled, “how long will you hold out?”

Brian tried to fight it, he did... but the urges he felt, and the smaller dinosaur brain betrayed him. For a few minutes he resisted, the blue creeping in his eyes slowly, but surely. The rattle was so loud, it beat away the thoughts, the memories, Brian knew himself... he was sure he did... he was... he was... a dinosaur... and dinosaurs... worshiped Master. He didn’t know when he broke, the names vanished, the memories fled, and all the dinosaur knew was that he belonged to Kincade. He lavished his Master’s cock with kisses and threw himself upon the massive shaft, letting the naga fill him to the brim with his meat.

“Now that wasn’t so bad, was it, Brian?” Kincade asked, chuckling when neither of the Dilophosaurus reacted to the name. After all, neither of them remembered a thing about their humanity, instead they were too focused on sex. They fucked, they rutted, they played, and they loved their new lives. Their minds had been emptied out by several massive orgasms, their abilities to maintain complex thoughts wrecked by their new DNA. By the time Raphael was finished with them, the two were panting and dripping in the grass, covered in sweat and dirt, their eyes glazed with pleasure. “Now boys, get some good rest. We’ll have some training for tomorrow, we have to get you properly prepared to perform for the crowds.”

Both of the dinosaurs smiled weakly up at their Master, neither understanding much of what he said. “Yes, Master,” they both moaned. He chuckled in satisfaction before leaving their compound, he knew that they would make for good pets, as all of the others had. Perhaps once they’d gone through some more thorough training, he would introduce them to the Tyrannosaurus , after all, his hunger was never ending for more sex. As for Kincade, he would dispose of any evidence of their arrival, after all, nobody could know what really happened behind the scenes of Kincade’s fantastic park.