Hypnolizards – Extreme Dinosaurs Edition!

A Rule 34 Tale by Rix

The Hypnolizards are a creation of the fantastic Ruaidri at www.furaffinity.net/user/ruaidri

“Seriously guys, just open your boxes!  I promise you'll like them!  We can't have cats here, and these cute guys are like us!  They were super cheap, and haven't you said you wanted pets, Stegz?”  Bullzeye flapped his wings and then stretched them out wide, giving his assembled team-mates an imploring look.  In front of each of them was a re-purposed cat carrier and inside each was a small two-tailed lizard creature the likes of which none of them had ever seen.

Stegz fixed the pteranodon with a flat stare and leaned back in his chair.  “Yeah, but I meant one pet!  And I'd pick it!  They are kinda cute though, aren't they?  I still don't know...” the stegosaurus trailed off and looked over to T-Bone, “What do you think?”

T-Bone picked up the carrier and held his snout to the mesh at the front, hoping for a closer look.  The little lizard had a long frilled ridge down its back, with green scales on top and pale yellow-white scales on its underbelly.  A strange, shiny, almost gemstone-like protrusion was in the centre of its forehead.  When he looked at it, he couldn't help but smile just a bit.  “You should have asked us, Bullzeye.  You always do this.”

From across the table, Spike grumbled a bit. “Do you even know what they eat, Bullz?  I mean, really. You have no idea what I'll do to you if they start eating my garden.”  Spike picked up the carrier in front of him, shaking his head.

Bullzeye grinned, “That's the thing, the ad said they don't eat much, and just need lots of attention. Something about finding their food just from that.  I dunno!  But come on, aren't they cute?  Please?  Come on, guys.  Look at them!  Just look at them!”

T-Bone stuck a finger through the mesh to scritch under the chin of his lizard, who make a happy trilling sound.  For just a moment he saw that little gem on its head gleam, and he let out a little groan as he got the sudden impulse to play with his vent and start stroking himself, right there in front of everyone.  The impulse was so unexpected that, in order to distract himself and the others, he blurted out, “One week.  We uh, we'll keep them one week.  They get in any trouble and they're gone, Bullzeye.”

The pteranodon flapped his wings gleefully and reached down to open the carrier in front of him.  “Hells yeah!  I knew you'd go for it.  Come on, everyone, let yours out!”  Stegz and Spike fixed their leader with a dubious look, but the blue-skinned triceratops shrugged and waited for T-Bone to open his first.

Eager to get out of the room and attend to the almost now overwhelming urge to jerk off, T-Bone gestured to the others, who quickly set their carriers down and opened the mesh doors in unison.  Almost immediately, four lizards scampered out and climbed up on each of the dinosaurs.  Despite himself, Stegz laughed, “Okay, they're friendly, I'll give you tha... oh... ah...”  All of a sudden he trailed off as the lizard nuzzled at his chin and the gem on its head flashed.  He felt his cock emerging from its vent, making a wet spot and a little bulge in his purple shorts.  “W-where did you buy these f-from, Bullzeye?”  He asked, barely able to restrain himself from slipping his hand under his shorts.

“Uh... ah... internet porn site...” Bullzeye said, voice slurred.  Much to Stegz's surprise, the pteranodon had pulled his pants down to reveal his balls and cock.  Bullzeye's lizard had perched on top of his head, and that gem was gleaming even more.  The expression in the pteranodon's eyes was glassy.  Before Stegz could make any sort of protest, he felt himself tugging off his own shorts.  His own, slightly bumpy and blunt-ended cock sprang free, dripping with pre.  He didn't even think to ask why he was doing it.  All he could think of was that he felt great, that he wanted to cum, to jerk himself off.  Before he knew it, he was stroking one hand up and down his shaft even as his own lizard held onto the top of his head.

Across the table, on their couch, T-Bone and Bullzeye were in similar states of undress. Stegz licked his lips as he saw his team-mates in a completely different way for the first time.  Spike had his lizard resting right on his snout, a tail wrapped around two of his horns.  His cock was ridged and pointed, and easily the biggest of all four of the dinosaurs, a blue-gray wet spire of flesh.  

Stegz climbed off his seat and crawled around the table.  Without a word, he reached out and pushed Spike's hand away from that massive length and replaced it with his own.  As he did, he felt a flash of pleasure, of encouragement that overwhelmed any reluctance or shyness he'd display.  Leaning forward, he took the tip of Spike's cock in his mouth, wrapping lips around the tip and flicking his tongue at it. The taste was different than his own, but familiar all the same, and as he lowered his head onto Spike's cock, he felt another rush of encouragement.

For a moment, Stegz felt like it was wrong to do this, to be slowly lowering his head down onto the triceratops' cock, but another wave of pleasure and encouragement filled him and he pushed those doubts away.  It all felt so good, why shouldn't he be doing this?  He continued to stroke at his own cock, fingers playing across the slightly bumpy length.  Already, he was dripping with pre, and the sensation of his skin on that sensitive organ nearly made him reach his peak.

“Let me,” Spike said, voice slightly slurred, trembling with need.  It was obvious that he was enjoying having Stegz's lips slowly bobbing up and down his thick, ridged shaft, but that he wanted something more.  With a supreme effort of will, he pushed the stegosaurus off of his cock and laid down on his couch, then crooked a finger at Stegz.

The stegosaurus didn't need any more encouragement.  He climbed up onto the couch, knees just above Spike's shoulders.  The triceratops' horn teased at his tail, but soon he felt wetness on his cock.  Spike's lips had sealed around the head of his cock, and that muscular tongue was flicking at the slit at the tip. The triceratops made hungry gulping sounds, drawing as much of Spike's pre into his gullet as possible.

Spike groaned, shoving more of his cock into the triceratops' mouth.  Taking Stegz' in his own, he lowered his head down onto the sharply-ridged shaft and curled his tongue around the length.  More encouragement and pleasure washed through him.  If he could have seen his own face, he would have seen the same glassy-eyed, hazy expression of need that now filled all three of his team-mates' eyes.

A thud came from a few feet away, and Spike watched, still bobbing his head up and down Stegz' cock as Bullzeye shoved their usually much more assertive leader to bend over the coffee table.  It was a surprise to him that the piece of furniture could even hold their massive leader's weight, but it held, creaking only a little.  The little lizard that had the muscular t-rex in its thrall was splayed out on top of T-Bone's head, and its expression was beatific.  Damn, he thought, they ARE cute.

Bullzeye draped his arms over T-Bone, laying his bizarrely human-like – but reddish-brown - against his leader's left rump cheek.  The t-rex growled and said in a husky, slurred voice, “Get that cock in me now or you're grounded from the fucking internet for a month, Bullzeye!”

“Sure thing,boss,” The pteranodon really didn't need any threats or encouragement, nesting the fat, rounded head of his cock up against T-Bone's pucker.  “Bit dry,” he gasped, and reached to his side to the little drawer in the end table by the nearby couch.  From within he pulled a large bottle and flipped open the cap.  He drizzled a copious dollop of the substance – obviously lube – onto his cock and used one hand to coat his whole length, gave a firm shove.  “Fuck, boss, you're tight.  Guess this stuff really does what the website said.  Makes anything smoother than silk...”

“You and your fucking... shopping...” the t-rex grumbled, but as Bullzeye sank into him, he trailed off.  His cock was bumping up against the underside of the table, and he couldn't really touch it, but the pteranodon was angled in just the right way to have that rounded head rubbing his prostate through the thin flesh within.  His cock liberally drooled fluid onto the floor, forming a small puddle.

Every time one of them even tried to think to stop what was happening, those gems on their new pets' heads seemed to gleam that much more, all thoughts of resisting their urges faded away.  Soon, Bullzeye was rutting the team's leader firmly, T-Bone's cock was slapping the underside of their coffee table, and both Stegz and Spike were greedily swallowing down each other's pre.

“Never took you for a bottom, boss,” Bullzeye half-growled as he hunched over a little more and drove even deeper, balls slapping lewdly against the t-rex's own as he did so.   This drew amused grunts from the other two, though they were too preoccupied with their own pleasure to do more.  

T-Bone growled at the pteranodon, “Well, I never AHH... thought that you'd get off your ass and do something this physical unless your life was in danger.”  That just prompted the usually-lazy Bullzeye to increase his pace, not that he needed any more encouragement.  It was enough to make T-Bone grip the table with both hands and start pushing back against his team-mate.  He had to admit, it felt wonderful, and he just wanted more.  “You just wait, Bullz... you're gonna get it from all three of us soon.”

Stegz pulled his head off of Spike's blue shaft and said, breathless, “you know the... things... these cuties are... oh fuck Spike, that, just that right there...”  He trailed off as the triceratops did something with his lips that made all thought simply drain away for a few seconds.  “They're doing this to us.”  His valiant attempt at coherent thought beyond more pleasure complete, he settled his lips around Spike's cock and lowered his head down farther than he had before, the tip teasing at his throat.

Spike groaned loudly, and all of a sudden he felt a rush of ecstatic pleasure, made somehow ten times more intense than normal.  With no more warning than that, he started spraying his seed into Stegz' mouth and throat.  The stegosaurus gurgled a little and even coughed around the cock in his mouth, but soon he was gulping down every spurt of semen.  Crossing his eyes, spike could see the beatifically happy expression on the face of the little lizard on his snout, helix-tails wrapped around his large horn.

“Oh fuck, I'm gonna lose it,” Stegz gasped loudly, and soon he himself was cumming, giving the triceratops a heavy load of his own to drink down.  Curiously, neither Spike nor Stegz started to grow soft, and felt a push of encouragement to keep going in their minds.  Stegz knew that right that moment was the best chance he had to tear himself out of the spell their new 'pets' had put them under... but before he could, he realized he didn't want to stop.  And so he kept bobbing his head up and down Spike's shaft, ridges popping lewdly with each time they snapped past his lips.  When he felt that Spike was faltering, he helped by starting to buck his hips, fucking the triceratops' face enthusiastically.

Stegz peeked over at the other two, and grinned at the sight of Bullzeye hunched over the team's leader, wings draping the t-rex like a blanket.  “Hold on...” he gasped, getting an idea.  Summoning every ounce of will he had, he pulled out of Spike's mouth, ignoring any sounds of protest.  The triceratops needn't have worried though, as the only thing Stegz did was change position.  “You, in me, now.”

Spike didn't even say anything, and when Stegz looked down at his team-mate he could see that the triceratops' expression was slack, eyes filled with only uncomprehending, desperate need.  The little lizard wrapped up in his horn looked incredibly pleased with itself.  Spike felt the little claws of his own tighten a bit and a heavy wave of lust washed through him, threatening to overwhelm his conscious thoughts.   It was as if the little reptile could sense that the stegosaurus was somehow less affected than the others, and was trying to compensate.

“Fuck it...” Stegz rumbled, and took hold of Spike's cock, nestling the  pointed tip up under his own tail.  He settled back, and let out a low moan as the first ridge popped in past that tight ring of muscle, lubricated by spit and cum.  Spike trumpeted loudly and shoved himself down, and in that singular moment, gave in entirely to his lust.

Spike didn't take even a single second before grabbing Stegz' bobbing shaft as the stegosaurus started to bounce on his cock.  The sensation of each of his ridges popping in and out made him groan and jerk, and soon he felt another orgasm rush through him, his cock spurting deep in his team-mate's bowel.  He trumpeted his pleasure at the sensation and pumped at Stegz' cock, wanting to bring him past his peak as well.

“Holy... fuck...” Stegz gasped out.  The triceratops, with his lust-addled expression and the little lizard entwined around his horns, was quite skilled with his hands.  Something to be expected, some little conscious part of his mind thought, given how delicately he could tend his garden. It was no surprise that, aided by the intense sensations of Spike's ridges popping in and out of him, that Stegz let out a roar of blissed pleasure.  Streamers of his spunk started to spatter all over Spike's chest even as the last of the triceratops' most recent climax were left deep under Stegz' tail.

Spike fixed the dino on top of him with an intense look and rumbled, “Keep going.”  Stegz was more than happy to oblige.  His erection hadn't diminished in the least since painting the triceratops' chest with his spend, and neither had Spike's.  A screech from Bullzeye drew his attention back to where their winged team-mate was enthusiastically rutting at T-Bone.

“Fucking harder,” T-Bone growled.  He had reached under the coffee table and was jerking himself off, though Bullzeye's wings were making it quite hard to see.  Sometime during Spike and Stegz' own efforts, their leader had gone off, and there was a massive puddle of cum on the floor under the table.  Bullzeye only too happily obliged the request, set his legs, and started pounding into T-Bone with the kind of enthusiasm with which he usually reserved for his TV-watching marathons.  It didn't take long before the pteranodon let out an ecstatic screech and gave two savage thrusts.  “Holy shit, boss, you're fucking wo-ONDERFU-ack!”

In the blink of an eye, T-Bone had bucked the pteranodon off of him and given a savage grin.  Bullzeye was even still spending his seed, spurts of cum painting T-bone's rump lewdly.  “You got yours, I want mine...” he said firmly, grabbing his team-mate and shoving him to bend over the couch.  “All three of us are going to take turns.  You got us in this mess and we're going to make a mess out of you.”

Stegz and Spike looked at each other and nodded, immediately feeling a rush of encouragement from their new 'pets'.  Seemed they could take a few seconds to change their position without being rushed into a sexual frenzy again.  Or maybe the things could read intent and didn't need to 'correct' them.  With lewd popping sounds, Stegz climbed off Spike, his tailring dripping with seed, and climbed off his couch, joining T-Bone in looking down at the pteranodon.  His ass was in the air, and there wasn't a word of protest or reluctance.

“Come on guys, fuck me, just do it... oh fucking hell, fuck me until you pass out, all of you,” Bullzeye groaned, and the gleam from his pet's gem grew more fierce.  Soon, the pteranodon was begging with his rump waving in the air.

T-Bone was only too happy to oblige.  He crouched down and gathered up some of his slimy spend from under the coffee table and smeared it all over the begging pteranodon's pucker.  Guided only by his desperate desire to be bred like a female of his species, Bullzeye pressed against T-Bone's blunt cocktip as the t-rex used his own cum as lube.  

As Spike and Stegz stepped up to either side of T-Bone, he shoved forward, the fat, blunt tip of his cock spreading that waiting ring of muscle wide.  Bullzeye cried out in surprise despite his begging, unprepared for the nearly wrist-thick cock slamming home with enough force to rock the couch.  “Don't...” T-Bone growled and pulled back until he was all the way out, then slammed forward again, heavy balls slapping against the pteranodon's own, drawing out another cry.  “Order shit... online again!”

Spike stroked his cock as he watched, trip dribbling with pre.  He hadn't lost any of his erection despite two powerful orgasms.  “Come on, fucking hurry, T-Bone, I want a turn,” he grumbled.  On the other side of the t-rex, he saw Stegz stroking his own shaft.

“I'm gonna go as long as I can.  He deserves this,” T-Bone said, and started to rut the pteranodon in earnest, hunching over and pressing down on his shoulders as he did so.  Cries and screeches came from the pteranodon with every thrust, the lightly curved shaft rubbing his prostate through the thin wall of flesh with each powerful thrust.  “Why don't you paint his wings, guys...”

“Oh hell yeah,” Stegz said, and pressed close against T-Bone's side, pumping at his cock and aiming the tip at the pteranodon's right wing.  Little spatters of pre glistened in the air and settled on the leathery flesh.  He groaned, feeling another climax coming on within seconds.  He grinned and looked around T-Bone to see that Spike was doing the exact same thing.  Half a moment later, both he and the triceratops let out twin groans and started to paint the pteranodon's wings with their cum... and then kept jerking at their cocks.  The expressions on all four tiny lizards was ecstatic, and the happier they seemed, the more desperate the need to get off seemed to grow.

Within moments, T-Bone let out a great roar that reverberated through the room.  He gave two rough jerks of his hips and let loose a torrent of his seed deep inside Bullzeye.  He didn't stop bucking his hips through his orgasm, however; he just kept going at an almost feverish pace.

“Oh... fuck... fuck, wow, I... fuck...” Bullzeye babbled, then let out a screeching howl of ecstatic pleasure.  His cock began to spurt streamers of his seed against the couch's cushions.  His tailring spasmed and twitched, gripping T-Bone's cock firmly, which set the t-rex off again.  This time though, T-Bone pulled himself out and held his heavy cock in one hand as he came all over the pteranodon's back.

“NOW, one of you take your turn,” T-Bone said firmly and extricated himself, leaving the pteranodon's gaping rump wiggling invitingly.  He stepped around the couch and behind it, stroking his massive length the whole while.  “I'm gonna paint his face.”

Spike was just a little bit faster than Stegz, and soon he was burying his ridged shaft in the loose warmth of Bullzeye's rump.  “Jeez, boss, you loosened him up good,” he gasped.  All of a sudden, he had an idea, and soon he was hilted all the way into the pteranodon.  He bent over as far as he could, pressing his chest to Bullzeye's cum-stained back.  Lifting his tail, he said to Stegz, “Fuck me into him...” he half-demanded, half begged.

Stegz grinned, and kicked the coffee table back, nestling the rounded head of that bumpy length up against Spike's ass.  He gripped the triceratops' hips and shoved forward, sinking his length deep and pressing Spike's dick just that little bit more into Bullzeye.  He grinned up at T-Bone, who had just started to spray his seed onto Bullzeye's face and waiting beak.

The very sight of the t-rex spending his seed like that set Stegz off almost immediately, and he felt the triceratops' start to grip and twitch around the base of his cock.  The trumpeting roar came half a second later, joined by Stegz' own howling yell.

The next while became a blur of rutting and cumming, wet squelching sounds and the scent of semen filling the room.  Each of them lost track of how many times they came, and neither did they care.  T-Bone was surprising the first one to slump with a crash to the floor, mouth slack and an immediate snore spilling from his lips.  His hand continued to pump at his length, and he was fully unconscious and still jerking before his last climax spattered onto his belly.  The little lizard on his head scampered off and rolled onto its' back, looking almost beatifically content.

Bullzeye came next, his screeches of pleasure fading and his jaw going slack.  His face was completely glazed with T-Bone's cum, and his eyes rolled back.  Stegz grinned and kept going, though the room had started to spin.  He let out a little whimper and slumped back, finally pulling out from under Spike's tail.  As he felt his legs give out underneath him, he saw Spike's lizard extricate itself from the horns and slip off, the triceratops' eyes now closed, unconscious and still buried three ridges deep in Bullzeye.

Stegz was asleep before his head hit the floor.