Science, Time Travel and Dinosaurs

From the heart of the laboratory sounds of machinery echoed over and over, metal clanking against metal, the buzz of a dozen welders busy merging steel plates together with mechanical precision on top of each other and then grafting them onto a bigger and more complex structure. At the bottom of what looked like a giant tube with dozens of pipes leading out in all directions stood a man and a woman, their heads pointed upwards, looking at the intricate network of robots flying or crawling all around the machine. The woman wore a lab coat that was a couple sizes too big, the sleeves rolled several times over her arms to free them, the lower edge of the coat reaching well below her knees while the man wore a far more well-tailored one, though stained with oils and patched several times here and there. He looked down at the woman and waited for her to say something as the robots slowly stopped welding and assembling the pieces and retreated to the dozens of holes cut into the walls around the shaft that housed the structure, followed by the hissing sounds of the doors of the docking ports closing behind them. There was silence for a few more seconds and then the woman threw her fists in the air and shouted as loud as possible.

“It is done! At last!" The man covered his ears just in time to avoid the scream, frowning. “Five months of construction, one year of planning and gathering resources, three years of research but finally my machine is complete!"

“Our machine Deb, I worked on it too." He sighed and his chest sank inwards as she did so.

“Well… it was my theory that made it possible."

“And it was my money and my robots that built it, not to mention that it was my friend that brought you the Iridium you needed to make the core." Deborah scoffed and punched him in the right arm, folding hers and pouting. “Stop being such a baby and help me calibrate the sensors before you fire it up without checking if everything is tuned."

“It is tuned, I made the calculations and they are right. You know that Vince." Vince rolled his eyes and let them fall on the large monkey wrench in front of him. It would be so easy to hit her and be done with this forever, but he couldn't, not when his life's greatest masterpiece was about to be fully functional and within a month of the tests he'd be on the Nobel prize list for so many things his head could barely wrap around the sheer number of funds he'd receive. “But let's go with your silly calculations, if that is what you want."

“That is indeed what I want Deb, so would you kindly get to the console B and press the…"

“Diagnostic button… blah blah blah, yes I know what to do Vince." Her hand flapped open to mock him but she still went over to the console flashing with pretty lights on the other side of the giant room and pressed a few. Beeps and clanks interrupted the near perfect silence as several different apparatuses hummed to life, their functions at the minimum to test the systems before the actual thing. “Seems like everything is in order."

“Double check and then triple check." Deborah rolled her eyes and did as he asked, controlling every last item in the long list of things to check three times. “Everything looks like it's not going to blow up anytime soon."

“It's what I told you the first time." It had taken roughly five minutes to do each round and by the end of the last one she was positively annoyed.

“Being extra sure never hurt anyone. We're putting our lives at stake here." Vince powered down every machine before walking away from the console. “We put too much effort into this to let a simple mistake in the firing sequence to waste several years of work."

Although annoyed that she had been forced to check the systems that many times instead of getting to the fun part immediately, she had to agree it was worth it more than mere standard procedure. The entire complex was their personal life goal, made by themselves and without anyone else to help them, not counting the hundreds of robots he had built and that she had programmed. It was either a success or a blazing failure that no one would appreciate, especially not the government in case the structure exploded, counting that there were roughly three tonnes' worth of thorium and enriched uranium rods for the reactors in the lowest floors. As safe as that element was, it wouldn't be pretty if it detonated or melted while the gigantic machine it was in was running. God only knew what would happen at that point. However, the time to worry about things exploding was when things were actually on the verge of exploding, now the two scientists had much more pressing things to do, such as doing the first proper test run of their machine.

In the dressing room barely twenty feet outside the one with the structure, there was a row of suits, two rows to be precise, each row tailored to one person and one person only. Every suit had a full set of equipment attached to it: respirators, oxygen recyclers, emergency rations enough for several days, air tanks, a pistol with stun and lethal mode and some minor gimmicks. They were both designed to be used in expeditions in remote and extreme regions of the planet and to defend the complex from any intruders. It had happened, well, almost happened, when some kids had broken into the house that was on top of the real entrance to the lab and started partying, upon which intrusion the alarm system had flooded the entire place with enough sedative gases to paralyse and entire city. But as Vince said, it never hurt to be extra sure that no one would come and bother them. Each scientist put on one set and sealed it shut, equalized the pressure and grabbed the equipment that went with it.

“You know, some married couples don't build time machines and plan to visit past eras." Vince put as much food into the ration box as he could and refilled the air tanks until the maximum capacity was reached. “Most men settle with painting rooms and maybe building furniture that has one too many bolts in it."

“Most men don't get to marry me." Deborah smiled and Vince once again remembered why he had married her despite what most people told about the woman: she was stunning, long red locks tied up in a messy ponytail, freckles that made her green eyes stand out even more than they already did and a passion for what she did that trumped most other in the world. On the other hand he was fairly average as far as appearances went, but he had a bit of a muscle to him and had one enough science prizes to be remembered by most in his field. “Plus, most wouldn't have the balls to get in the machine with me in the first place."

“They might be right, you know? We might not get back from this."

“Hey, don't go chickening out on me at this point. We've come this far, you made the machine, I did the calculations, it's going to be fine." Deborah put her hand on his shoulders and even though there were several layers of insulating and fireproof material between her hand and his body, he could feel her skin like they weren't even there. “We'll be just fine."

She led him to the time machine like a baby, hand in hand, tugging slightly when the fear of what they were about to do was settling in once more, pulling him closer and closer to the gigantic apparatus until they were inside the internal shaft, lined with polished mirrors and surrounded by the slow hum of the engines.

“We've put our honeymoon on hold ever since we got married, how about we make this trip our first one together?" Vince slowly turned his head towards her and stared at his wife with the most dumbfounded look he could muster.

“A honeymoon with a chance to die or turn into a molecular soup as we try to travel back in time to look at dinosaurs?" There was a pause. “You really know the way to my heart." Deborah laughed hard for a few moments and then hugged him as tightly as she could. “Computer, engage the startup sequence."

Engines engaged, landing time set, beginning the chamber warm up, decontamination in progress…

A flash so bright came from the bottom of the chamber and the world turned white, the light seeping through the glass of the suit and blinding the two instantly. The metal plating beneath their feet disappeared and they started to float in mid-air, the very fabric of space around them warping, metal shifted in weird impossible geometries that no human mind could wrap their heads around and stay sane, sounds from exotic dimensions reverberated through the radio channels of the comm equipment until nothing else could be seen or felt. Then, a world of green welcomed the faces of the two scientists, a blast of energy sent them careening through the air and rolling onto a vast expanse of luscious green grass. For several yards the only thing they could do was roll and roll and hope they'd stop sometime soon or not puke into their suits barely five seconds after arriving to their destination. When they did stop, the feeling of dizziness in their heads didn't quite go away immediately and forced them to lay on the grassy ground for a while before they could even move and avoid something far worse than having some problems staying upright.

“You ok Deb?" From Vince right side, curled up in a ball of groans, exited a hand that curled and flashed him a thumbs-up for about half a second before flopping down. He sighed in relief and had the suit scan his vitals before having a look and, much to his happiness, he had nothing more than a bruise on his ass and the suit itself was fine with no cracks or tears. “I'm also fine, thank you for asking dear."

“Sorry, I was looking at the flowers."

“What flowers?"

“Those ones up there." Deborah raised her hand against pointed at a spot above their heads, Vince craned his neck to watch what she was hinting at and as soon as his eyes fell on the flowers in question, his jaw dropped: huge fleshy petals the size of a person, bright scarlet with gold veins crisscrossing on the surface, huge stems jutting from the centre. They swayed gently in the wind along dozens and dozens of other just as huge flowers. “Oh my god…"

“I might be rushing it, but I guess we succeeded. There is no way these flowers exist in our time." Deborah slowly but surely began getting back on her feet. “Ferns everywhere, flowers too big for them to be normal, something that may look like a bee but seems a tad too fat and swollen… Oh! A Dutchman's pipe! Haven't seen those in ages! And look at that! A magnolia!" Deborah had started to roam around the small patch of the world they had landed in, pointing at every single flower, insect, plant or anything else that she found interesting.

“Please, calm down or at least lower your voice, I'm trying to figure out when exactly we are and most importantly where."

“Why do you care? It's not like there are any borders or countries to bother us again."

“I don't care about that Deb, I'm more worried about what we may find, if we're still in North America and the time coordinates were off by a few million years, then we might find some T-Rexes around here, if we're not, then it's something else that might chew us for lunch." She rolled her eyes again at his concerns, more interested in using her sample collector to grab bits and pieces of everything that wasn't too far out of her reach. “And please don't stray too far, we got a nice start and didn't land into a nest or into the ocean, so we should try to keep the good streak going, ok?"

“Fine…" Sighing as heavily as she could, Deborah returned to her husband's side and took out the analyser in built in the suit to sequence the genome of the plans she had collected. “How long till we leave?"

“Well, let me see…" Vince opened the backpack he had and took out a bulky item that resembled something like a gun but without a hole to shoot and scanned the surroundings with a pale blue light. “The connection to the lab is holding strong in this area so I'd give us at least five to six hours, unless we find something that warrants our immediate return, in that case we have to come back here and press the button on hour chests twice and the Time machine will bring us back."

“And if we don't find something that wants to eat us?"

“We may stay here as long as we have supplies, which means… ten hours at most because the oxygen tanks won't last that much." As soon as he said that, a cold feeling rushed through the back of his neck and he turned around, watching in horror as his wife removed the helmet that kept the pressure inside the suit sealed. “What the hell are you doing?"

“I checked the air, there are no pathogens and the composition is pretty much the same. It smells weird but aside from that it's fine." Vince cringed so hard inside he had to groan and squat down to avoid punching something very, very hard. “Come on, it's fine." It wasn't fine at all but he knew she cared little about her own health as long as it meant to reach something she wanted. He had to remind her one hundred too many time to eat and not stay at the computer in the past few years to forget about that part of her. “Take yours off too, we don't want to waste oxygen in case we actually need it." Vince groaned again and removed his helmet and quickly smelled the sweetness in the air and the incredibly freshness of it. “Crispy isn't it?"

“It's more like I'm breathing some kind of fancy vape smoke. Smells like pineapple and I don't even seen any around..."

“Alright, on with the exploration."

Vince regretted taking off the helmet not even five minutes in: the temperature of the planet was well above what was the norm for humans at the end of the twenty first century, some places were 12 degrees hotter and even the arctic circle didn't feel that cool at all. Where the two were at the moment, the average temperature even under the shade and past noon was around thirty degrees Celsius, pretty hot for what should have been a spring day in the east coast of North America. He was sweating above the neckline as the suit had some minor cooling effects, Deborah was much better off, always having been a heat lover, although the much bigger insects were starting to make her jump whenever she saw a prehistoric mosquito the size of her hand try to have a meal out of her face. Without a pause for hours they went about cataloguing samples of all kinds, be it plants, insect life that had just been killed by a certain skittish woman, excrements of animals laying around until they found a pond.

“Pretty." Vince muttered, scanning the water for anything toxic or signs of bacterial life before drinking some of it. “Bleh, tastes like sulphur. There must be some kind of geyser nearby or something of the sort." Still, he was thirsty and drank several gulps before he was satisfied.

“You know what? There is something weird going on in here."

“Meaning?"

“Meaning that we haven't found anything that is more complex than a bug in three hours Vince, it's worrying." She frowned and checked between the foliage in the hopes of finding some kind of rat or ancestor of said rat for a while. “We are in the middle of the age of the dinosaurs, we should have seen tons walking around here." Within three seconds of her last word, the forest silence was broken by screeches and grunts and the sound of a lot of somethings stomping their way towards the two humans. “Well, the universe proved me wrong apparently."

“Let's pull back and observe."

They rushed out of the way before whatever was coming could see them, positioned downwind so that they couldn't even be smelled and waited for the newcomers to make themselves known. Barely ten seconds later, from the rustling leaves, several of what looked like raptors made their way out of the thicket and screeched, after which several more followed suit. At first glance they looked like regular raptors, the kind that one could see on tv, but they were much more alive and so much more different: instead of bare skin with greyish colours there were vibrant white and brown feathers, each had a sort of black band on their eyes and a curved sort of beak, that had it been a tad more sharp would have been perfectly fine for a hawk or an eagle. The same kind of piercing orange eyes stood out from the white and black of their muzzles. After a few more seconds of examinations, the two humans placed them as Acheroraptors, a species discovered in the early years of the twenty first century. Deborah excitedly started writing down notes until her husband tapped on her shoulder.

“What?"

“Ehm… you might want to have a look at the males Deb." She stopped writing for a moment and looked at him.

“How can you tell they are males? We've never seen a live dinosaur before." She frowned when he merely pointed at the raptors in front of them and chose to stay silent. “Oh…"

Deborah rolled her eyes and looked where he was and, much like his jaw had fallen for the flowers, hers fell for what lied between the small dinosaurs near the pond: as far as any reptile went, none had external genitalia but these were clearly males and not just any kid of male as each possessed a swaying package that drew the eyes of the humans in more ways than one. The raptors were probably four feet at their tallest, but their equipment was more suitable for horses than for a creature of such low height or build: between their legs were two dangling orbs bigger than Vince's own fist, probably bigger than an apple pumped with GMOs, taut against the skin of their underbelly while their cocks hung low, a foot long at the very least and they were clearly soft. To further shock them, where one would expect somewhat reptilian features, the monstrous cocks were all human-like, if a foot soft could be considered human at all, long poles of flesh with a tip that was clearly uncut, from which a cute little pink tip could be seen. The males played and nipped at each other to fight for the right to be the first one to approach the watering hole but they were interrupted as the biggest of them moved in and shoved them aside. If Vince though those guys were big down there, their leader, their alpha or whatever he was, was even bigger: his nuts were more like melons, ripe melons and his shaft went all the way below to his knees, one and a half feet long, thick as the creature's own thigh. Deborah swallowed and immediately her mind felt envy for the females of the species and wished her own male was that hung.

“Is that normal?"

“We-well… it might be?" The answer was more of a question itself than anything else. “I don't know, there are no fossils with fleshy bits attached so we never knew, it might be perfectly normal…"

“I mean the… whatever." He blushed, realizing he was also kind of jealous for the little beasts that beat him in every single way even though he had two whole feet of height advantage on them.

“Alright, we've got a good look, let's go." Deborah pulled at his neck and started to drag him away before his pride was further wounded by mere dinosaurs when she turned around and saw that they weren't alone: behind them more of the same raptors were hiding in the same bush but instead of looking at the other raptors, they were looking at them. “Oh shit." Her curse notified Vince that something was wrong and before he knew it, he was being pushed out of the bush by three snarling dinosaurs and into the clearing they were a few minutes before. The rest of the pack screeched and trotted over to the newcomers, sniffing at the curious creatures that their mates had just found.

“This is bad… very bad…" The raptors had started hissing and snarling louder than before, their teeth bared to the intruders. “What are they so mad about?" Vince tried to figure out a way to escape and get away from these beasts as soon as possible but there was no feasible method that didn't end up with them being injured.

“Undress."

“What?" His head snapped towards her. “Undress?"

“It's our suits, the smell of chemicals and disinfectants, it's irritating their noses."

“So you're telling me to get naked in front of a pack of angry dinosaurs?"

“Do you trust me?" Her tone had no hint of doubt, her eyes told him that she knew what she was doing and for all the years they had been married, she had always been right when she asked him to trust her.

As a good husband, he took the initiative and slowly began to remove the skin-tight suit on his body, unzipping it with some difficulty as any movement that was too fast startled the raptors to some degree. She wasn't far behind, quickly freeing her arms from the suit and then rolling it down on her body until she pushed it out of the way with a kick onto a branch. She was lying on the ground in her underwear but still she kept going and took off her bra and panties which one of the dinosaurs snatched and shoved her snout in to take a whiff of the weird female's scent. Vince cringed and begged for any god to come and help him but no help came and so he took off his own underwear. In the moment when the last item of clothing was gone from their bodies, the raptors calmed down and resumed their sniffing, curiously this time.

“Happy now?" He was rather angry but glad that she was correct, mostly because he kid of preferred that an entire pack of feral creatures was sniffing and prodding his most private areas instead of trying to eat him. Never before had choosing life over death been so embarrassing.

“It tickles." She ignored his complaints and spread her arms and legs out, letting every last raptor to have a go at her, chuckling when some started making a mess of her skin with quick but thorough licks. “Oh damn, they're curious… little.. fellas… oh fuck…" She blushed hard as one male found her snatch and took a taste of her, chirping happily when he seemed to confirm she was indeed a female and not dangerous. He was kind of small but very eager, slipping his tongue as deep as he could before another bigger male shoved him aside and replaced the other's tongue with his own. “How are you… doing…?" Deborah turned around and saw that her husband was receiving a much more… in depth check, eight feathered raptors were currently sniffing, licking, teasing every part of him and especially his lower body. More than five were with their snouts closely pressed against his crotch, huffing and screeching over and over as their tongues rolled over his sack and cock. The wet and messy sounds of licking reached her ears loud and clear, proof of her husband's shame and the curiosity of the raptors.

“I am so hating this... You have no idea." Even though it was a big of a dangerous moment, she couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her husband being licked that way, especially when those doing the licking were all males three times his size soft. There was a loud screech a few seconds later. “Oh god, what now?"

“I think the big boss wants something from you dear." Vince heart sank when he saw that the crown of inappropriate raptors parted to make the leader get near him and it sank even lower when he understood exactly what the big raptor was hinting at: the soft cock dangling under the scaly underbelly of the beast was no more, instead, the sight was taken by a huge and throbbing erection that went over two feet, the uncut humanoid tip of the dinosaur pulled back with the expansion of the mammoth cock, drooling a thin but viscous line of precum on the soft grass down below. “What the fuck?"

“I guess they think we're raptors as well?"

“Then why the cock in my face?" Vince narrowly avoided the massive and swollen cock being shoved right into his mouth by a fraction of an inch, but the overwhelming musk wafting from that tower of uncut flesh got into his nostrils just fine. It was strong, virile to the point one couldn't even hope to mistake it for something else and the cock that said musk came from throbbed visibly, pumping shot after shot of precum on his shoulder and onto the ground. A few other male raptors hurried to shove their heads under their boss' belly and lick his shaft eagerly, huffing the alpha's scent like a drug, a few going as far as to lick his sack clean off any sweat and one pressed his snout against the bigger male's tailhole. “Jesus fuck is he gay?" Looking at the growing amount of erect dino-cocks one would say yes, each and every one of them surpassing the footlong by a good ten inches now that they were hard, some thicker and some thinner but all ludicrously oversized for such tiny beasts.

“I'd call it more like a… welcoming… rite…" Deborah hissed through her teeth as the females of the pack cluttered around her and lapped at her labia like the males had done to Vince's crotch, a few biting her nipples playfully and finding the soft D cup breasts a joy to push and prod with their small feathered forelimbs. “Just go along with it." As a big female straddled herself onto her face, Deborah could do little but let the reptile have a go at her and licked the slick opening in between the dino's legs. It was sweet but with a sour undertone, clean to a fault that made her think that these creatures groomed each other so often they were spotless. It made her own licking that much easier and, admittedly, weirdly fun and enjoyable for her. The alpha female chirped and shivered on top of the human, her tongue lolling out when the far smaller but more expert tongue of another species' female touched her slit and her fingers teased the rougher edges of her vent.

“Jesus Christ Deb…" Vince collapsed on the ground, wondering if he could sacrifice an arm or a leg to avoid such a horrible fate, giving up less than five seconds later at the realization he'd leave his wife behind in the company of more than a dozen horny prehistoric beasts. “Fine, I'll do it." He knew that they couldn't understand but they seemed to, or at least they smelled his loss of animosity and the chief once again pushed with his mammoth cock into his face.

Vince said a little prayer and begged his late mother for forgiveness and then opened his mouth to deliver a little lick on the side of the raptor's shaft. It was a quick and painless lick that still set his tongue aflame with the potency of the male's taste: it was even stronger than his musk, dense, dozens if not hundreds of loads spent on that cock, the raw stench of male sex and virility. As some other raptors dove for his own cock and lapped at his flesh with the same curiosity they had sniffed his scent, bringing him to a shameful half-chub that none wasted time to lick and suck on, Vince grabbed the dino's cock in his hands and licked it gain. The taste once again exploded in his mouth, more intense than the first time, his tongue sliding on an organ so thick he could barely wrap his hands around it, pumping his hands up and down its length. The alpha male screeched in surprise, every last feather standing on end at the new sensation he was feeling, the human's nimble hands roaming on his cock like nothing he had felt in his life, making up for the lack of tongue length or eagerness. As much as he hated servicing a feral creature, Vince was kind of liking it all as well: the scent of the male's cock, the feeling of blood rushing to the swollen head, the taste of his flesh on his tongue, the five other males sucking and licking his own shaft and sack like madmen, the sheer wrongness of it all added together and sent every primal urge inside the man's brain firing on all cylinders. His licks grew more frantic in both an attempt to make this encounter as short as possible and because of a growing interest for the beast's taste and smell. The musk wafted into his nose, frying synapses with every breath, the precum bubbled hot on his tongue, salty and dense, and the raptor attempting to wedge it into his mouth was almost cute in his attempts. Deborah on the other hand was making the female on top of her squirm and kick the ground, forcing her off her body and onto the ground, still licking and pumping four fingers in that impossibly loose vent, the chirps echoing loudly in the clearing all the while all the females of the pack turned from assisting the new girl to servicing her.

At some point down the line Vince had opened his mouth as wide as he could and suckled on the raptor's tip, spurts of precum drooling on his chin and into his gullet, fatter and fatter, the throbbing growing stronger with each pump of his hands down the oversized raptorhood, squeezing on that cock as hard as he could as his tongue teased the mushroom head. The alpha male screeched one last time, as loud as he could and then his feathery arms wrapped around Vince's head as his hips thrust madly into his mouth. The human had to hold his breath and his gag reflex whenever the erratic thrusts hit the back of his throat, the thick shaft spreading his maw painfully wide until they stopped. The spurts of precum stopped and were immediately replaced by a flood of dense and salty spunk, each shot equal to dozens of his own orgasms, forced down his gullet by sheer force and the seemingly endless spurts that followed. Vince stretched his arms and reached for the raptor's balls, kneading the overly full orbs with his hands, coaxing the alpha into spurting more and more and more still into him, the shots so dense and bit they bloated the massive cock and splattered into the human's stomach like cannonballs, bloating him. Not too far off Deborah was making the female previously riding her face ride her own climax until there was little but a shivering mess on the ground. At the same time, the ministrations of the rest of the pack towards the humans brought them to their own climaxes, one making a mess of several muzzles as female fluids oozed from her snatch and the other filling a raptor's maw with what little a human could produce while the boss unending flood strained his stomach. At last the alpha male pulled back even though he still wasn't done and proceeded to coat every inch of Vince's front with salty white spunk, wad after wad sticking to his skin, his nose, his hair and into his mouth like glue. He swallowed what was left in his mouth until he could only feel the aftertaste and smell the insane amounts clinging to the rest of him. Around him the situation wasn't any better as the remaining males, those currently not sniffing his crotch or licking it, fighting for space between his legs and under their boss' tail, were fighting for space around his face and upper body, thrusting their cocks wherever they could, screeching, begging for attention as the human's hands and mouth were suddenly freed from the alpha's invading cock. The flurry of thrusts distracted Vince to the point that desperation took hold of him and his hands grabbed and squeezed at the nearest things he could reach, accidentally taking in his palms the cocks of two eager raptors. He squeezed and jerked those impossibly girthy shafts as best as he could, pumping his arms up and down the lengths, teasing the crowns with his palms over and over, gouts of dense precum drenching his arms almost as badly as the alpha's seed. One more pushed forward his own and rubbed it against his face, begging for some attention as well, coaxing the human into opening his mouth and welcoming a less jaw-breaking cock in it. Still far too big to be human, Vince did his best to please it, suckling on it, licking the soft underside just as he himself liked to ask Deborah to do, swirling his tongue under the foreskin to taste the concentrated raptor pre. Less than two minutes later he was being showered in cum again, dozens upon dozens of spurts that each surpassed countless of his full orgasms wasted on his body, drenching him to a whole new degree of messiness as his stomach was filled beyond capacity with yet more raptor spunk. It took a while to have them get off him and stop using his body as their personal cumdump or cum rag, the spent males still rubbing their newly hardening cocks on his skin, slick with seed and precum alike.

“See? It wasn't so bad." Deborah tried to keep a straight face while her husband flung ropes of raptor cum all over the place, some landing on her own body, which she didn't hesitate to taste.

“It was horrible." He spat out a wad of seed that lost itself in a five feet puddle of the same stuff.

“But you did come and they seem to like it." If one could see through the inch thick layer of spunk that was oozing down his face, they could see that Vince was blushing in shame and in the realization that he had liked what he had done way too much. “And… it seems that there are some unexpected developments dear." She smiled and nudged with her head at the alpha who was now crouching on the grass, tail hiked as high as it could get, baring the stunningly puffy anus of the leader. Either males were born like that, or this leader here subbed for his underlings more than often. “If I hadn't read books about chimp behaviour I'd be confused, but I think that he is now your underling."

“My what now?!?!?"

“I mean… you did make him cum before you in what looked like a contest even with all of his underlings to help him so he might now see you as his new alpha."

“Oh, you're fucking kidding me!" Vince screamed and as he did so, the raptors followed suit, screeching and chirping loudly, the alpha on top of everyone else, his tail still raised high, bucking against his legs, effectively proving to the human what his wife had just told him. “So what now? I'm supposed to fuck him or what?" In the meantime most of the raptors were licking him clean of any last wad of spunk, leaving behind only many, many trails of saliva.

“I… I don't know? Did you bring condoms?" His glare told a lot. “Well, his mate seems to be interested in you too so you could try her…" The second glare told even more on his state of mind and she threw her arms up in the air. Some raptors did the same which looked utterly comical. “Fine, let's leave then."

“About time." However, as he made the first step and the pack of raptors rushed to follow him, he stopped and looked up. “Dear, are you sure we ended up in the Cretaceous?"

“Pretty damn sure, the raptors lived in that period and we found many plants that started to appear around the same time. Why do you ask?"

“Because I'm not quite sure we're in the right place, unless Earth has lost a moon in the past one hundred million years and we didn't know about it." Deborah's head snapped up, marking yet another time this trip had brought shock and sudden realizations, almost as if it was scripted or badly written. Up in the sky, where once they had seen a single pale white moon, two blue satellites hung fairly low compared to what they knew, one slightly larger than the other but two nonetheless.

“What in the fuck…" She blinked time and time again until the gears in her brain started working again and the thoughts coalesced back together. “So, we're in the Cretaceous just… just not on our planet." She smiled towards him.

“We're in a whole goddamn dimension away!" Vince groaned but didn't hear her complain as well, instead there was an eerie silence that he had learned to recognise at a first glance. “Deb, no." He glared at her again. “Deb… no… please…"

“I see this as an absolute win!" She giggled, opening her arms and rotating on the spot, as happy as she could be. Some raptors did the same, twirling around like her but stumbling clumsily against each other and flopping onto the ground. “We're on another world! Think of the possibilities!"

“That means you made the wrong calculations and that my machine didn't work as intended."

“Small matters."

“I'd say it's the opposite: the portal was calibrated for a time travel situation, not a dimensional shift." At this point her smile faded. “Let's go." They started running as fast as they could, naked but holding their clothes in their hands, with a pack of happy raptors in tow, each trotting slowly since the humans were fairly slow compared to them. Vince grabbed the tool he had used before and hurried to scan the hidden portal in front of them. “The connection is there, but it's not as strong as it needs to be. Judging from the data, it will be back at acceptable levels in about… ten more hours." He mumbled, tapping on the screen a few times. “Unless we want to try our luck we have to wait here."

“It's fine, we've got food for days, oxygen is not a problem nor is water and well…" She pointed at the crowd around them and at the males and females raising their rumps for their alpha to claim. “We've got company."

“I am not screwing some reptile for fuck's sake Deb!" Vince sat down on the spot and crossed his arms, pouting. The raptors looked confused but seeing as their new boss was not intent on doing anything or going anywhere anymore, they scattered around I groups of two or three, preening each other's feathers.

“But they look so cute…" She grabbed one of them, the smallest one still orbiting around her and sniffing her body, lifted him up and ruffled his feathers. “I mean, yes, they're not our raptors and they may be quite hung, but they are really cute." Deborah put him down and the little devil immediately started courting her, raising his tail, making his feathers stand up and looking bigger and lifting his legs to show what he packed. The runt wasn't as big as the boss but he still sported a good one and a half feet of thick cock nonetheless, the fist-sized nuts swaying with a pleasurable heft to them. “If you're not going to entertain your new pack, maybe I will." Her coy smile shook him to the core to the point he couldn't even say something to her. “For science?"

“Argh… fuck it, do whatever you want. I can't seem to stop you when you have something you want to do anyways." The whole situation they were in had started because she had had an idea one month after they got married and he had been dragged in, although he found that her hypothesis was more than feasible and thus, they made a time machine. It did take years however. “Go and get fucked by raptors if you want."

“Thanks dear." She kissed his cheek and returned to the little devil that was circling around her, still interested in attempting to court the taller and exotic female of the pack. The human sat down and spread her legs for him to dive in and get a taste of her, the small raptor eagerly accommodating her wishes and sliding his tongue as deep as it could go inside her. “Oh damn… he's good." Vince snorted and tried not to look as his wife enjoyed the tongue of the beast between her legs, his own cock starting to ache and harden as he stole quick and guilty looks. He could have stopped her anytime, but somehow, in the same guilty pleasure he had felt when licking the previous alpha, he was liking how she moaned. “Let's get to the fun part now, shall we, little one?" She pushed the raptor back enough to turn and get on her elbows and knees, shaking her rump in the same way she had seen the other raptors do before.

The runt screeched and resumed licking her snatch, with even more force and dedication, the taste so exotic and new he couldn't stop until the need to breed was so strong he had to give in. Despite having talons the size of her fingers on his legs, he didn't even scratch her supple skin, manoeuvring around her body. His massive cock slid against her snatch several times, his aim poor in the frenzy of mating and his size too big to fit easily anyways, forcing Deborah to grab the thick shaft with her hands, making the raptor hiss and hump her very own hand before she aimed the uncut tip and pulled back the foreskin. The raptor screeched again and thrust forward, hitting the right spot and sliding in a few inches at once. Deborah shoved a fist in her mouth to dampen her screams until she remembered that there was no one to criticise her for being loud other than her husband who was pretending not to like her being fucked by a dinosaur. She removed her hand from her mouth and let out a long moan as the raptor pulled back just enough to secure his footing and shove his cock deeper inside her, cramming as many cunt-breaking inches of raptor meat as he possibly could before the natural differences in size were made clear. A good half of that thick shaft was left outside, neglected, only receiving part of the love she was giving the other half, slick with her fluids and his leaking precum but it didn't matter to him or her, the pleasure of such a big cock and such a tight hole were enough to make either push for more and more and more. His screeching echoed in the clearing and his apparent triumph over the new alpha female turned on the pack in its entirety, all of them sniffing the air for pheromones and growing aroused at the sight of the runt of the litter getting his share of mating. Many started shoving their snouts under tails or against hardening cocks, be it a female or a male it didn't seem to matter that much, couples of all types curling around each other in courtship before presenting their assets to their partners. Deborah was too busy coaxing the little raptor into going harder and faster inside her, his cock hitting the back of her womb almost, to notice may females were tending to other females in the pack, forcing some of the males to choose the same sex for their release, each side prepping the other with long licks. Vince, however, was very much able to see all of it and at the same time, he could see that the old alphas inching towards him, nuzzling his chest when they reached the human, feathers standing on end and tails raised. The fight for his dignity was lost when the old alpha male huffed the scent of his crotch and chirped happily, his feathered tail hiking higher than before, almost curled on his back.

Hating himself like there was no tomorrow, hard as a man that was having his wife screwed by a dinosaur with a dozen more watching her and about to fuck one himself could be, Vince punched the nearest tree and grabbed the alpha female and turned her around. She screeched and didn't resist as he yanked her tail up and pressed his cock against her folds. Instantly the rage and the shame for having done such a thing of his own volition vanished: the soft silken walls of a well -bred female caressed every last inch of his relatively small shaft, squeezing and milking him with enough strength to be a tad painful but not enough to actually hurt, shivering all over him. He hissed, drawing in a sharp breath, already on the verge of coming because, unlike a pornstar, he was a regular man and he had just come a few minutes earlier. The fact that he was hard again and he liked the feeling of an animal around him was even worse, so Vince threw himself into a rough series of thrusts that made the poor female under him sway and buck under his weight. She chirped and looked at her old mate as if she was saying the new boss preferred her to him, making his feathers flatten on his body and submit once again to the weird alpha, trotting to his back and start to lick his swaying package. Vince groaned at the feeling of that tongue on his most sensitive area, thrusting harder into the small but bottomless female, growing ever closer to his climax while Deborah screamed her lungs out. It didn't take long for either to come and flop back on the ground, spent, tired, one immediately shivering and gasping as the male licked his cock clean of his spunk and the female's fluids, the other shivering as a whole host of assorted raptors did the same for her, lapping up every last drop of cum from her stretched and abused snatch while dripping more of their own.

“Before you say anything… don't." he raised one finger in the air and shut her up before she could say anything at all.

“Did it feel good?" She didn't care and still said something. “Well did it?"

“Yeah, it was very good." As proof he scratched the female's head, coaxing a long and well-earned chirp that sparked some jealousy in the male and the rest of the pack that cluttered around him to get their share of petting.

“Better than me?"

“Of course not, she's an animal and you're my wife, if I said that just one time with a raptor was better than with you I'd cut my dick off."

“Aww, so sweet."

“And how about you? Was being raved by a seventeen inch cock good and better than me?" She blushed and looked away for a moment.

“No, well… no, you're better. The little guy wasn't so little down there and now I am a tad bit sore." He was almost tempted to blurt out a 'serves you right' be he had more tact than that and held it in. “But it was very fun." The runt was the only one that didn't go over to Vince to get petted and instead remained by her side and curled up in her lap like a sort of big feathery dog that stood on two legs.

“I guess…" He shrugged. “Stuck in the universe of big dicked dinosaurs, saying it just feels weird on my tongue."

“Same, but it's still a success, in some way: we didn't go back in time, that is true, but that way we won't be able to mess with our timeline and be safer. Who knows what would have happened if we happened to stumble upon something and started a one hundred million years long chain of events that resulted in Hitler winning world war III?" He cocked an eyebrow so hard it almost hurt. “It's a genuine concern I had, you know?"

“That didn't stop you from attempting to time travel."

“It was for science, duh!" She said it as if it was on the same level as creating a different timeline or killing the ancestor of someone important by mistake. “But since we failed in our main goal, we can now relax and enjoy this virgin world. It is ours to explore."

“We only have… nine and a half more hours left Deb, how are we going to explore an entire world? What if we don't come here next time we start the machine?"

“Then it's going to be a big fat sigh on my part, unless we do manage to return in a future test." Vince rolled his eyes, half whishing that such a thing wouldn't happen and half whishing it would happen. “But I have one big question still: do you think that all other dinosaurs are as big as these little fellas or that we've come across some kind of anomaly?" She mused over the pack of hung raptors currently curled up around their alpha, chirping softly or fighting for space and his attention over and over. It was very cute.

“I don't really feel the need to find out." However, the universe wasn't so keen on letting Vince rest or see his dream come true as the ground shook heavily less than a minute after he closed his eyes and began to relax, surrounded by warm and fuzzy feathers all around. His head rose from the mound of raptors, soon after everyone of the pack did the same, hissing or snarling towards the source of the tremors. “Oh, you've got to be kidding me! What is it this time?" All of a sudden every single raptor formed a circle around the two humans, protecting the new bosses from whatever was coming in their direction. “What do you think it is?"

“I don't know but it's goddamn big, that much I am willing to bet on. At least… ten tonnes, maybe." Deborah paled, worried about whether the incoming creature was a stray herbivore or whether it was a hunter and a hungry one. The pack waited and waited in silence, all bunched up together which didn't really help the two humans in the least, though they appreciated the feeling nonetheless. “It's coming!"

Moments later the trees parted around something big, very, very, very big, something reddish brown and with a whole lot of teeth. Vince gulped as the massive T-rex that wandered right where they were sniffed the air, picking up the scent of several creatures and the distinct smell of sex and arousal. The rex was big, probably twenty feet tall as bones from their dimension suggested, forty long counting the massively thick tail keeping it balanced and, to answer the question Deborah had raised earlier, he was apparently referring to the same rule that made the raptors so deliciously hung. Even though the general appearance of the dinosaur was as one would depict a T-rex, minus the crest of flesh rising from the top of the skull, what lied beneath the belly of the beast was entirely out of every rule written in physics books. Scholars thought that a rex would have a 12 feet long cock, a rough estimate based on little more than imagination and possibly even a bad joke, this guy however, was clearly a tad more gifted, the mere half-chub reached that size with ease. It jutted out from a sheath that was half as wide as Vince was tall, possibly even more as it stretched around the massive cock that it housed with ease, three feet at its largest point, wobbling under its own weight. The dozen feet of cock swung heavily below his belly, thicker than the humans' very same torsos, identical in shape as a human's shaft though impossibly more massive of course. The crowned head lacked the thick foreskin the raptors had and the humanoid shape, replaced by a flat head similar to that of a horse's but it didn't lack the impressiveness that its size granted, oozing a clear slime as it grew hard and stiff under the pheromone-laded air while spreading his own. The rex sniffed and sniffed, the nostrils flaring wide enough to swallow Vince's head whole, but that wasn't what worried them at the moment, it was the fact that the dino's swollen sack had twitched and sent a bucket worth of precum flying through the air as he noticed the pack of raptors and the humans in the middle of it. The T-rex's nuts were downright ridiculous, more so than the smaller raptors by several notches had they been the same size, big enough to swing down to his own knees, meaning they were several feet across easily, possibly five or six. With a low growl that made the ground shake, the rex snorted and stared at the pack with his small eyes. Suddenly, the raptors that kept the humans safe started to separate and trot towards the rex, screeching.

“Are they attacking him?"

“No, I don't think so, they can't win! They're too small." Deborah gulped. “Shall we make a run for it?"

“We're not fast enough and the portal is right here, know knows what will happen if we leave both the portal and our equipment? If we attempt to grab our stuff and run we might anger the T-Rex or worse. Let's see what they… oh, right, of course, that's what they are going to do." Within the end of the sentence, Vince's fear and nervousness poofed out of existence as the raptors jumped on the bigger dinosaur, though not to attack at all, instead, they aimed for something far more easy for their low statures. The rex rumbled with a pleased expression as a dozen tongues started licking the flesh of his cock, the massive pole lurching forward a few feet all at once, surpassing twenty feet with ease, making him drool even more sticky precum that flew in long volleys and splattered over the humans. “Why am I not surprised?" The raptors didn't even seem to mind it all that much, licking and chirping happily around the mammoth cock. Vince collected wads of pre and flung them off his body, the stench of sex growing even more dense and saturating the air to a point even they couldn't bear it anymore. The human female felt her own snatch twitch and beg to be filled again, still leaking the pints and pints the runt had dumped inside her in a lewd and frothy mix that turned her on even more than she had the right to.

“Let's help them…" Deborah grabbed her husband's hand and dragged him closer to the king of the dinosaurs while he muttered something along the lines of 'why am I not surprised she wants to help them?'. “Whoa, he's big." The rex lowered his head and sniffed the naked humans, snorting at the weird and new scent, rising up after a few moments spent learning of the two exotic creatures, allowing them access to his cock. The breath of the creature stank of cum, whether his own or belonging to some other just as massive creature it had 'battled' was a mystery.

So close the smell of the dino's gigantic cock was near unbearable, impossibly strong and virile, tens of times the stench of the alpha's own, the drooling tip spurting enough precum to fill a bathtub in minutes, the heat palpable even without touching it. It was almost like a stench that even the weak humans could taste in the air, proof of countless loads spent, of dozens upon dozens of females bred and filled to the brim, of virility and raw strength. Vince sighed and touched it, feeling the blood pumping through the thick skin and the powerful musk wafting into his nose. Time and time again this weird new world had surprised, shocked, made him scream and wish to never had come and not even a five straight hours had passed, much less a day. At first he met a pack of super hung raptors, then he got showered in cum by said raptors following which he was turned into their new leader, then he fucked a female while his wife was getting ravished by the runt of the litter and now he was strapped to a dick that was several times his size and a dozen times his weird. And yet he couldn't help but think that every single moment had brought him some joy and that everything felt good. So far along this surreal trip, he had to give up or else he'd go mad trying to keep his sanity which was weird. Deborah smiled wickedly as she saw her husband go all out, hugging the mammoth cock with all of his being, rubbing his own against the firm yet soft flesh of the dino's shaft. In his eyes there was only a dazed look of pleasure as his tongue tasted the searing hot cock, his nose chock full of musk and the stench of sex and arousal. She relaxed and let go as well, throwing herself right against the flaring cocktip, mushing her tits on the gaping slit in the middle, making the giant dinosaur squirm and stiffen as his cock spewed forth rivers of precum. The sweat, the remnants of al old orgasm, the saltiness of his cum and the very same musk that clogged her lungs, she could taste it all on his flesh, overwhelmingly strong and alluring.

Further back the raptors figured out their alphas had the front under control and focused on the gigantic swaying orbs that rumbled and sloshed, too full under all the stimulation. Their tongues lashed out, licking every last inch their small bodies could reach, some even climbing on top of each other to help the T-Rex reach his climax. The great beast was under assault on all fronts, more than a dozen little beasts prodding, teasing, pushing and licking his very flesh like there was no tomorrow. His crest rose and fell and his pleasured grunts made the water of the watering hole shake so deep they were and as time passed, the copious spurts of precum turned murky and whitish, the smell of spunk growing strong and more pronounced till there was nothing else but that and the musk he wafted from his very being. It was a sight to behold, had there been someone to witness it from the sides: a twenty feet tall T-Rex, the king of the Cretaceous, surrounded by a horde of raptors busy licking his swaying balls and two humans hugging the flared head of the dino's twenty five foot shaft.

The shaft of the rex itself was impressive enough to warrant shock and awe, longer than he was tall, without counting the tail, five feet thick at the very base, thinning towards the tip before expanding once again, the medial ring a pleasurable change in the otherwise smooth flesh. Every beat of the creature's heart sent more and more precum racing through the air and into a pool that was growing still with no end in sight. The stench of sex rising from the collective mass of sweaty horny bodies was growing ever stronger by the seconds, cock hardening still in the musky haze, drooling more and more precum like broken taps, vents slickened with fruity fluids that fought for dominance under the overpowering scent of the horny rex above them. Tails hiked high, rumps bared for mates that were just as busy licking and nuzzling against the massive length of the apex predator as them, vents ached with the need to be filled, tailholes twitched in the same mad desire to welcome something big and thick. Some came early, shooting prodigiously powerful loads onto the hot flesh of the rex, adding their salty ropes of cum to the unknown amount that the rex had spilled on himself, balls lurching upwards to deliver more and more spunk, swollen and full despite the gallons racing through their cocks. The haze was getting too dense to be tolerated and males lost their control, frotting against a shaft bigger than their bodies with madness, screeching as they licked that titanic cock still. Females threw their caution and rubbed their entire bodies on it, slick sweat making a mess of their hides and feathers much like what was between their own legs. Pools of cum and female arousal littered the ground under the rex' cock while countless ropes decorated that length in dense and thick ribbons of white.

The giant dinosaur's legs shook and trembled under the combined stimulation of all those smaller bodies, forcing him to lower his stance, widening it to support his weight without falling over to the point his massive balls were resting on the ground, allowing the raptors to get even wilder in their mad search for musk and their own pleasure. He roared, the vibrations rumbling through his body and through the humans and the smaller beasts below, rocking their very cores. Then he curled his head downwards and opened his mouth, the massive tongue lolling out and drooling over his own throbbing flesh and onto the humans as well. They held on barely on the slickened cock, every twitch of the tower of flesh causing more trouble for them as they increased in strength. Then the T-Rex licked himself with his tongue, a tongue big enough to completely encompass Deborah and Vince, leaving them drenched in his saliva. The two kept licking and squeezing, teasing and prodding whatever they could get their hands on as the rex joined them in tending to his maleness, adding his own messy contribution that caused no little problem to the pack. His grunts were erratic, his licks long and wet, every motion rocking his body left and right, the small forearms barely able to hold his cock in place for himself to lick, squishing the humans between his hot shaft and his chest, a world made of flowing blood, slick flesh and the potent musk that somehow still found a way to get stronger and worm its way into their brains.

However the fun was about to end: the throbbing of the behemoth was becoming erratic, the pumps of his blood faster and faster, the gouts of pre overly dense and strong, the sheer heat causing steam to waft off his body. His movements threw off the two humans strapped on top of his shaft and landed right in front, the smaller reptiles running out of the way as the cock bloated and thickened, the seven feet wide orbs gurgling with unspent seed tightening and lurching upwards. Vince and Deborah barely had the time to brace themselves, hearing only a moment of stillness before the flood came: dozens upon dozens upon dozens of gallons of overly virile dinosaur spunk rocketed through the five feet thick cock, blasted out by immensely powerful muscles and contractions, each single spurt lasting more than twenty seconds and carrying god knew how many gallons of cum. The humans were hit square in the face with the full force of the T-Rex's orgasm, pushed into the very ground by the sheer force, showered over and over by warm and salty spunk until there was no spot on them or the surrounding fifteen feet that wasn't covered in white frothy stuff. The Rex came, the massively bloated shaft swaying madly with every pump of his nuts, the pressure built within making it turn left and right to further hose dozens of feet of greenery in front of him into a sight from some sick fantasy. Minutes passed and the behemoth still came, the flow of cum still strong, still dense and thick as tar, now making a mess of even the raptors as the little bastards threw themselves in front and resumed an orgy that had been so rudely interrupted before by the very same rex.

Ten straight minutes it took for the beast to stop coming, an absurd amount of cum spent on the ground, the trees, the grass, the humans and the raptors alike, some reaching the watering hole even. Every last foot and blade of grass for at least twenty five feet in a fan-shape in front of the rex was white, further the coat was less dense and only thirty or forty feet away one could start hoping to walk and not plunge into a cum-puddle. The satisfied T-Rex roared again, rumbling with a pleased look on his face, licking the humans clean of his spunk with his tongue as his cock deflated, still pumping out gallons of seed every second, slowly but surely softening and retreating into the massively stretched-out sheath. The messy trail of spent cum followed the retreat until it was but a mere thin stream that leaked from the inside of that fat sheath and followed the rex once he trotted out of the way, headed god knows where and leaving behind a ruined landscape that reeked of spunk and sex beyond human comprehension.

Vince tried to wipe some of the remaining cum off but there was just too much and so he merely waited, standing still as it slowly dripped down his face, his chin and pretty much everything else on him, not that his wife was in any better position, covered just as much as him. The clogging taste of rex spunk was heavy on his tongue, though that didn't stop him from licking his fingers clean several times, growing to like the heavy and salty flavour over the course of a few more minutes spent in silence.

“That was wild."

“Yes."

“I liked it."

“Me too Deb."

“Shall we do it again?"

“No, I need a shower first, no wait… many showers, possibly twenty before I get the stench of cum out of my hair."

“Don't I like it." He rolled his eyes but she couldn't see it. “God, I feel so heavy and slick…"

“Same." Half an hour passed and only then could they start seeing each other beneath the thick layer of spunk the rex had so lovingly rewarded them with and even then it wasn't all that pretty.

“Did you come Vince?" There was silence for a moment or two and then he nodded, ashamed but not as much as before. “Me too. It was very fun."

“Wouldn't do it again anytime soon though."

“You said 'soon'. Did you change your mind already or something?"

“I don't… I guess that if we want to explore this world we kind of have to stop being so… bothered by ending up covered in spunk of licking some beast, if what we have experienced so far is the norm."

“You mean that you have to stop being so bothered by this, I remember being just fine since we met these little cuties." As if understanding who she was referring to, the raptors chirped together and cluttered around their alphas. “Oh, look! I'm growing a tail!"