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Enjoy.", "writing": "[b][u][center]Site B for Brothel\nSponsored by Anthroperson_18\nBy Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n \n \n \n \n \n\n\n\nStarly stepped off the InGen helicopter with a tablet under one arm and his other hand busily keeping his ears from flapping around. A fennec always had to be careful around aircraft, but helicopters were the worst; they always buffeted him around, and his sensitive ears ached for hours afterward if he didn’t keep them from being swept about.\n\nThe rest of the entourage stayed in the chopper, waiting for him to get clear so they could take off again. The rest of the inspection team would be checking the other installations on Site B, making sure that everything else was up to snuff by company standards. He waved them off as soon as he reached the edge of the helipad, watching the aircraft fly off towards the other, wilder parts of the island before turning to the facility that he was supposed to inspect.\n\nAs the fennec fox leaned back, taking in the multi-story main facility, he flicked his eyes across the building as a whole. Four different radar dishes provided checks and balances against any of the flying creatures that were kept on the island, as well as providing data about anything that was not allowed near the island coming too close. Three communication antennae were visible, as well, poking out of sheltered anchor points, and the building itself was well-constructed out of solid concrete. It wouldn’t do any good for radio signals coming through the walls, of course, but it would stand up to any hurricanes that blew through the area. InGen had learned its lessons from some of the past storms, at least.\n\nHe stepped down from the helipad, walking down the grassy path that led to the front door. His schedule said that he was due to meet Professor Charles Vanderson, a scientist that InGen had set to building up Isla Sorna into a proper substitute for Site A, and from what everyone at the home office had been hearing, Charles was a ruthless overseer. There were all sorts of complaints coming in from the staff, but also results.\n\nStarly was there to ensure that the results continued but the abuses slowed. Or at the very least, that they stopped getting reported. The latter was more the opinion of the higher-ups rather than his; they wanted the site on-target for the re-opening of the Jurassic franchise, and the last thing that they wanted was a report on things going wrong. If they couldn’t be stopped without slowing the results, his superiors had ordered him to find a way to get the reporting to stop instead.\n\n[i]We’ll see,[/i] Starly had said at the time, and he still didn’t have the confidence that he’d be able to keep to the bravado of that statement. [i]We’ll see.[/i]\n\nThe short fennec fox adjusted the neck of his suit, trying to keep some sense of confidence from the formal garment. He’d picked it out to try and look a little more official than he felt, but whether it worked or not, he didn’t know. All he knew was that he wanted this to be over and done so he could go back to the desk job back on the mainland.\n\n[i]Just get it done. Get it done, get it done, get it done.[/i]\n\nStarly took a deep breath as he reached the front door and knocked. A camera above the double-doors turned to look at him, and the intercom at the side buzzed.\n\n“[i]This is Site B, Administration building. Who’s there?[/i]”\n\n“Starly, inspector for InGen. I’m here to speak with Professor Vanderson.”\n\n“[i]Vanderson? He’s not been here for a while. Do you mean Sera?[/i]”\n\n“…Who is that?”\n\n“[i]The new supervisor.[/i]”\n\nEither there had been a revolt against Vanderson, or something else had happened that they were trying to cover up. Either way, it wasn’t a good look for the team. He made a mental note as he folded his tablet against his stomach and stood with his arms crossed over it.\n\n“I’m here to inspect the main facility and see that it’s keeping everything up to code. If Sera is your new supervisor, then yes, I need to talk to her. And everyone else that’s involved in running Site B at the moment.”\n\n“[i]Let me get her for you, and she’ll buzz you in.[/i]”\n\nThe intercom went silent once more, and Starly fought the little urges that every small mammal felt when they were aware something was off. It didn’t necessarily mean that something was [i]wrong,[/i] just that there was something that they’d missed. Every smaller species, from foxes down to rats and mice, had a sixth sense about that, and their ears and tails went crazy, flicking and twitching as they tried to find it. Starly was no exception; he had to fight to keep from spinning in place to try and see the one thing that he had missed, and had to reach up to fight his ears as they tried to spin around like radar dishes.\n\n[i]It’s fine. It’s fine. It’s fine. They haven’t hurt anything. Everything is running smoothly. It’s just a change in –[/i]\n\nThe door opened, and Starly’s eyes nearly fell out of their sockets as a brown-gray triceratops woman looked down at him. She stood over half a foot taller than him, thick-shouldered and barely what one would call dressed. Her garment looked like classy ripped silk draped over her, nearly leaving her breasts out in the public eye, and it barely went down enough to cover her groin from his eyes.\n\nShe smiled down at him, leaning against the doorway. He sputtered, shaking his head.\n\n“I-impossible,” the fennec said, looking down at the tablet, flicking through it. “The anthro dinosaur project –”\n\n“Had quite the breakthrough success two weeks ago,” she said, chuckling. “Professor Vanderson was getting ready to unveil it when we had a little shift in management, and he didn’t get the chance to send you the memo.”\n\n“…”\n\n“And considering the surprise on your face, perhaps that was for the best. After all, we wouldn’t want to be getting tossed back in the cages, would we?”\n\nAs far as InGen knew, the idea of creating talking, sentient dinosaurs had been a pipe dream. The genetics that they had for the ancient species had been purely keyed to the feral sort, four-legged or, failing that, the completely non-sentient variety. They were no different than the stupid, feral, dumb animals that wandered the uncivilized parts of the world.\n\nThe fact that Vanderson had made that much of a breakthrough and not reported it was an immediate red flag to the report, and Starly barely resisted reaching for the alarm on his belt to call the chopper back. The only reason that he didn’t was the fact that he didn’t have any real evidence that there had been foul play in Vanderson’s removal. If he was going to make a report, he needed something more than –\n\nHis eyes were drifting down again, almost impossible to avoid with the woman in front of him. He cleared his throat, shaking his head.\n\n“I’m sorry. I’m not…this is really new.”\n\n“Oh, dear, I’m sure that you’re quite overwhelmed. Why don’t you come in?”\n\n“I – you’re sure?”\n\n“Well, you [i]are[/i] an inspector, aren’t you? You should be free to inspect the facility so you can let InGen know that we’re making good use of all the resources that they sent us. And more to the point, we’re going to be turning a profit for them that they won’t be able to believe.”\n\nThat would make the board happy, but would it be the right thing? Just how much had changed since Vanderson had been sent here, then removed? Why was this triceratops woman talking? And why, oh why, was she almost naked and treating it like it was just one more regular day?\n\n“…I…”\n\n“Your job, inspector?”\n\nThe way that she said it was bad enough, all sultry and sweet, but the fact that she combined that by thrusting her chest forward and leaning out the front door enough to nearly brush his chest with hers was enough to make him blush. He tried to ignore the growing boner in his pants as he huffed and cleared his throat.\n\n“Yes, my job. To be clear, though. You are…Sera, you said?” he asked, pulling his tablet up and tapping the screen. “The current supervisor?”\n\n“Heh, yes. The supervisor, the madame, whatever you want to call the boss.”\n\n“…Right. And that’s with an S?”\n\n“Yes. S for –”\n\n“I got it, I got it.”\n\n[i]This is so far from proper, professional behavior…my god, what is going on here?[/i]\n\nShe stepped to the side, leaning back while still letting her breasts hang down. He swore that they were going to leap right out of her dress at this rate, and he blushed as he tried not to stare too much. He ducked under her arm, stepped inside the main lobby –\n\nAnd if his eyes had wanted to fall out of their sockets at seeing her, they just about leaped from them at the sight of what the lobby had become.\n\nSite B had never quite had the same customer service center as Site A, but he had seen the progress from Vanderson’s early days on the island. The lobby had been a gray-walled, gray-floored, stark place. There’d been a couple of desks, some greeting murals, and the beginnings of a shop down one side, but it had been early days.\n\nNow, it was something else. Now, it was a [i]brothel.[/i]\n\nNo less than five dinosaurs hung from the flat wall panels, their wrists and ankles pinned in place with iron shackles that held their weight by the barest of margins. A long-necked woman, two raptor males, a flat-headed Pachycephalosaurus male, and a T-Rex female were all kept in that exposed position, their bodies completely on offer, their toes curling as vibes raised and lowered between their legs. They were never quite penetrated, but they were teased, kept aroused at all times.\n\nHe could barely breathe as the display of debauchery all around him, the stone floor soaked with their juices and their scent. Other species, non-dinosaurs, wandered around the lobby, engaged and flirted with by other scaly subjects. The rich clothes made the wealth class of the other visitors very apparent, particularly as they flashed stacks of cash at the intelligent dinosaurs that would have put the paychecks of some of his colleagues to shame.\n\nThe fact that all the dinosaurs were wearing little more than fetish-y loincloths made it both worse and better, as he caught sight of cunt and ass and cock by turns, and he kept having to turn his head and shield his eyes to keep the worst of it from dominating his vision all the time. Sera chuckled behind him.\n\n“Something the matter, sir?”\n\n“What…the hell…is this?” he hissed.\n\n“This is Site B. Site B for Brothel.”\n\n“That’s illegal.”\n\n“It’s what Vanderson was working up to while he was keeping us a secret,” Sera said, shrugging. “We were his money-makers.”\n\nThat explained how he was getting so many results while not having to siphon off as much InGen money, Starly supposed. Vanderson had been a shining star for not needing as much support from the home coffers, and the board had been quite pleased with that. This…this explained a lot.\n\nShe pushed against him from behind, and the feeling of those scaly boobs against the back of his neck and shoulders didn’t make him feel better. Well, it did, but not in the right way.\n\n“And now, we have a little inspector. I’m sure that you understand the deal, little man,” she said, chuckling as she stroked her fingers up his ears. “Pick a couple of lovers for yourself, give us a glowing review, and then take that back to the home office with you. I’m sure that everyone will understand the situation, hmm?”\n\nStarly coughed, his cheeks on fire as he realized that they were really going to try and bribe him. Oh, the temptations that started popping off immediately were more than he expected, but he forced them down. Couldn’t do the same with his dick, but he forced all the worst thoughts into the back of his head.\n\n“Where…where are the other employees? The scientists, the clerks, the janitors?” he asked.\n\n“Why do you need to know?”\n\n“InGen employees have right to HR representation and –”\n\n“Heh, I know a canned speech when I hear one. Don’t worry about them; they’re safe. Now…the question is…are you going to give me what I need?”\n\nHer hands were moving down, stroking along the sides of his ears, his face, his neck. They ran down his chest, teasing as she pulled him closer and rested her chin between his ears. He bit his lips, whimpering as her hands reached his waist and fondled him on either side of his bulge.\n\n“All it takes is a good review, little man. A good review, and you get all your needs taken care of by one of my girls…or one of my boys, if you prefer.”\n\n“I…I…”\n\n“Just one little review. That’s not so hard, is it? After all, it wouldn’t be in InGen’s best interests to know [i]everything[/i] that happens here…”\n\nHe gulped. The very idea that he could participate in all this and…\n\nNo, no, it was wrong. If the scientists had managed to create sentient dinosaurs, then things had gone well and truly off the beam. He had to report this, and the brothel, too; who knew what sort of regulations were being broken with this one? He swallowed hard as he felt her hot breath against the back of his ears, shaking his head.\n\n“Gonna…gonna have to deliver a write-up. A stern report, all about…all about what you’re doing –”\n\n“Hmm, pity.”\n\nClick.\n\nSnap.\n\nThump.\n\nStarly’s breath caught in his throat as he realized that the security functions of the main doors had just activated, locking him in the building. Nobody else reacted; they were too far from the front door to realize that they were locked in the main building with the dinosaurs. Perhaps they didn’t care. They were, after all, paying for this, while Starly was doing nothing of the sort.\n\n“I think that we can come to an understanding. Come with me, little fox.”\n\n“Or…or what?”\n\n“I may not be a carnivore, but I assure you, there are some of my boys that would be more than happy to feast on a little thing like you. And I’m sure that you want to keep your head on your shoulders, yes?”\n\n“…Yes.”\n\n“Come with me. I know what you need to see things my way.”\n\nHe moved as if in a daze, his thoughts hazy and his mind whirling this way and that. Starly barely saw the different rooms of the converted main building on the island, and his radio at his hip was nothing but static as they walked through thick-walled rooms where nobody could reach him.\n\nThe other team wouldn’t even find that suspicious. Everyone knew that the only way to make contact was through the official channels, and they wouldn’t question him being busy, either. He’d made it clear that he expected himself to use the full week that they were scheduled out here to root through the facility.\n\nNow that determination was going to leave him without a rescue. Fuck.\n\nThey passed a number of active brothel rooms, each one filled with some off-island rich person getting the fantasy that they desired. He saw a chubby orca laid out on his back, arms over his head while getting railed by a T-Rex male, fucked to within an inch of his life with the hard rut. He saw a raccoon woman on her belly, her pussy spread while an egg pushed back out, the swollen gut beneath her showing just how full of eggs she had gotten. He saw a badger on his back, under the feet of a long-necked dom, showing his devotion to scaly-kind.\n\nThere was no end to the pleasure that the dinosaurs seemed willing to offer to those that were willing to pay for it, and there were just as many rooms where the dinosaurs bent over and offered their asses, their cunts, their mouths to those that wanted them. The whole point, the whole purpose of the place, was profit.\n\n“How…did Vanderson make you…”\n\n“He made us do this and worse,” Sera admitted with nothing more than a shrug. “But now, we have our own schedules, our own limits. Not that we have many, of course, but you know how it is. Money has a very convincing voice.”\n\n“…”\n\n“And with the money that the whores get under me, there’s a much fairer pay for the things that they are asked to do.”\n\nHe could only imagine.\n\nThey reached the room at the end of the hallway. The security door for the overseer had been ripped out and replaced with a leather flap draped over it, and they passed through with ease. Starly whimpered as he saw what waited for them on the other side, and who.\n\nThe room was nothing less than a massive bedroom, clearly made for the madame of the brothel. Two beds graced the room, one that stretched out large enough for at least four dinosaurs, and the other was little more than a twin-bed with a few accessories attached to it. The walls were draped with soft red velvet, and warm candles and braziers kept the room hot enough to leave him sweating in seconds.\n\nBut it was the other two dinosaurs that were waiting that really left him gulping. One, an allosaurus with bright red scales, loomed higher over him than Sera did, and smirked with a knowing air. He had a loincloth and nothing else, and it was not very long. Not long enough to hide his muscled thighs, nor the thick, powerful hips that would be pounding something big and hard into him before long, Starly imagined. As the allosaurus leaned his hips to the side, he could just barely make out a cock-slit under the loincloth, and he bit his lips as he imagined what was hiding down there.\n\nThe other was a dilophosaurus, shorter than him at four-foot-five, but with the same sort of cockiness that the bigger dinosaur had. Hell, he seemed to have even more, standing with his hands on his hips and a smirk on his face. Bright gold scales covered the crest running along his head, and his brown scales were oiled and shimmering, making him look more lean and fit than he might actually be.\n\nBut it was that throbbing, half-present bulge that lifted the front of his loincloth that made the fox really shiver. That looked like it was already four inches out, and if he was already that horned-up, just how much worse was this going to get?\n\n“Starly, these are two of my best associates,” Sera said. “The taller one is Deacon, and the little one is Alfie. Both of them are going to be…seeing to your needs today.”\n\n“I…I’m fine. I don’t really have needs, I swear.”\n\n“Oh, but you do,” the herbivore said, chuckling as she snorted past his ear. “I’ve been smelling it on you since you walked through the door.”\n\n“…”\n\n“Alfie, if you’ll start him off? Deacon, come get a warm-up.”\n\n“Yes, ma’am,” the taller dinosaur said.\n\nThey moved to the bigger bed while Alfie walked up with a saunter in his steps and a chuckle on his lips. The dilophosaurus took him by the wrist, pulling him closer and showing off all his teeth.\n\n“Mmmm, you’re going to be a fun one, aren’t you?” the smaller dinosaur said, chuckling. “Oh, you’re the kind of person that can’t admit what they need. Too many people that turned you down, hmm?”\n\n“I – you – You don’t have to do – wait, wait, let me –”\n\nStarly hissed as Alfie bit him. Not hard, just enough to pierce the skin. The little dot of red showing through his tan fur made him shiver, but then –\n\n“Ah!”\n\n“There you go. Heh. That’ll make you a little more honest with us.”\n\nThe fox didn’t have the strength to fight as he was dragged over to the smaller bed. If anything, he could barely stumble along as a warmth spread up his arm. His first thought was that he had been poisoned somehow, and perhaps he had, but the feeling wasn’t painful. If anything, it was relaxing, leaving him panting and tired, and…and very warm, very…’happy’ in certain places.\n\nAs he was laid on his back, the dilophosaurus dragged a few restraints out. Starly was more focused on his swelling boner than anything else, his breath coming faster and faster as his heart sped up. He could feel the blood rushing down there, filling his sheath and making his cock slowly push forward, out, into the open. The fennec fox moaned, his ears flattened to his head as he felt his body forced towards arousal.\n\nAlfie ripped his pants down. They were destroyed by claw and by strength, the shreds tossed to the floor and his cock exposed. His cheeks burned as the dinosaur teased it, pushing it from one side to the other as it emerged inch by inch from his sheath.\n\n“Three…four…five…six…Six? Is that all you got?” Alfie asked, chuckling. “I thought that a mammal might have a [i]little[/i] more.”\n\n“It’s…it’s…Mmmph…”\n\n“Oh, you love that juice, don’t you?” Alfie smirked. “Yeah, they always do. All that heat, all that need. It’s going to keep you flying high as a kite for a while. But don’t worry. I can always add another bite if it starts wearing off.”\n\n“Mmmph…”\n\n“But yeah…let’s show you what I got. I mean, after seeing that – well, you’ll see.”\n\nIt was impossible for the fennec to get a word in edgewise, but as he looked down to see the dilophosaurus taking off his loincloth, his eyes bugged out. His breath caught in his throat as he caught sight of seven inches showing, and more as Alfie started rubbing the slit on either side of it. Another inch pushed out, and then another, showing off nine inches of dinosaur meat.\n\nHis toes curled in his shoes, the heat running through his veins making him think of things that were completely inappropriate for the moment. He shouldn’t – he should be the honest inspector, not someone that was already thinking of how that was going to feel inside of him. This was wrong, this was so – oh fuck, it was hot. Hot and nudging against his pucker as the dinosaur leaned over him, grinding, pushing, teasing.\n\n“Heh, now just relax, and you’ll figure out what you really need in a minute. Ain’t like you’re going anywhere anytime soon.”\n\nNot with his legs chained over the side of the bed or his arms over his head, that was for sure. Starly broke out in a hot sweat as he felt the dinosaur’s smooth, muscular body over him. The scales were so different than the fur of other partners he’d had, and he couldn’t quite get over that, even as –\n\n“Ah!”\n\nHe gasped as the first inch slid in, forcing past his pucker and going deep without a word of warning. His eyes rolled back in their sockets as he huffed for breath, his mouth hanging open as it kept going, and going, and going. The weight against his prostate was already making it all but impossible for him to not start knotting up, his cock throbbing all the harder as it hung from his sheath, dribbling over his belly.\n\n“That’s what we want to see. Good little mammal; you know what you want.”\n\nHis cheeks burned hotter still at the tease, and he rolled his head to the side –\n\nThat was a mistake. Sera was on all fours, her tail raised and flagged to the side, and it meant that he had a perfect view of the ridged allosaurus cock slamming into her pussy. The sheer size of that monster was more than enough to leave him trembling in fear and anticipation; it was going to be coming for him when Alfie had finished his first round, and if he wasn’t stretched enough for it –\n\nSmack!\n\nThe sharp thrust that finally hilted the dilophosaurus with him left him shivering from head to toe, cock jumping before slapping down against his belly again. [i]Fuck,[/i] was the only thought that went through his head.\n\n“Focus on me, mammal boy. You know what you need, and I’m going to give it to you. Just…like…this…”\n\nShort, focused, pushing thrusts hit him hard, grinding the weight of the nine-inch dino dick against his prostate over and over again. Each pulsing thrust made him all the more aware of just how hot that cock was, how far inside of him it had gone, and he barely managed to keep himself aware of his own body. In, out, in, out, each time smacking his furred butt and the dinosaur’s scaly hips together.\n\nForward.\n\nBack.\n\nForward.\n\nBack.\n\nIt was a teasing, pulsing pleasure, and the sheer size that he could feel under his tail was a constant reminder of his own, smaller state. For all that the frilled dinosaur over him was smaller in height, the sheer difference in cock size more than reminded him of where he belonged, and where –\n\n“Ah…ah…ah…”\n\nHe was panting already, wanting to cum from the quick-thrust action that he was getting under his tail. He couldn’t believe he was this close already, wanting it so badly, needing it so much. He’d never been…\n\n“We’re that good. We’re [i]made[/i] to be that good,” Alfie whispered in his ears as the dinosaur’s hips moved faster, humping harder, faster, deeper. “We’re made to make you want us…and when we’re done…you’ll never want anything else.”\n\n“Ah…ah…”\n\n“You think you’re going to cum?”\n\n“Please…please…”\n\n“Not…yet.”\n\nFirm fingers pinched just ahead of his knot, squeezing him so he could only thrust and batter against the fingers rather than getting off the way that he wanted. Starly whimpered as the dilophosaurus hammered home harder, deeper, fucking him so hard that he could feel it echoing up his spine from the hard smacks. So much like spanks, battering into him, working him against the mattress.\n\nThen the grunts and the heat. He felt it flooding into him, the first load, the slick, oozing stuff that went right into his core. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even whimper as he felt it marking his insides. Pulse. Pulse. Pulse. The thick load was hotter than he expected, and he couldn’t stop clenching around it.\n\n“Mmm, your body knows what you want already, doesn’t it? Well, your mind will catch up soon enough.”\n\nAlfie pulled out without ceremony, walking over to the other bed. Starly groaned, his head spinning as he tried not to thrust into the air, tried to resist the urge to stroke himself or do something even more embarrassing.\n\n“Your turn, big guy.”\n\n“Hmmph.”\n\n#\n\n[i]On all fours, arms stretched out in front of him and his legs pulled back, he was fucked. Fucked hard by the big allosaurus. His eyes were half-closed, rolled back, and his mouth hung open like some bitch in heat as he took the foot-long cock as far as it would go, and –\n\nSMACK!\n\n“NNNGH!”\n\nHe tightened up from the spank, squeezing down on that cock for a little bit longer and ruining his hole that little bit more for the dinosaurs. They were fucking him so hard, using him so well, and it was –\n\n“Ah…ah…ah…”\n\nSo close, so fucking close, his cock spitting pre-cum on the bed. He could cum from this, he could –\n\nPOP!\n\n“Nnngh!”\n\nPOP!\n\nIn, out, in, out, always pushing him, always punishing him for getting too close to climax without permission. In, out, in, out, never quite letting him get what he wanted, always pushing him to serve them first –\n\nSMACK!\n\nTighten up, squeeze around them, get fucked properly, be a good little fleshlight…[/i]\n\n#\n\n[i]Another bite, this time to the neck, and the heat surged back. He all but screamed as he was turned over, his face nothing but a cushion for the dilophosaurus as he was sat on. His cock? It was batted between Alfie’s feet, nudged by clawed toes, the knot nothing but a cushion for the dinosaur’s soles.\n\nCould he breathe?\n\nCould he speak?\n\nCould he do anything?\n\nNo, all he could do was lay there, smothered in scaly cheeks as his cock was jerked and teased, mocked and pushed further and further towards an edge that he wasn’t allowed to enjoy. He could only take it…take it and hump up weakly…grinding and thrusting between the toes of a bigger, better species…[/i]\n\n#\n\nSwitch.\n\nSwitch.\n\nSwitch.\n\nStarly lost count of how many times they came in him. All he knew was that his ass was gaping, his belly was bloated, and he felt like he was nothing more than a fluffy cum-rag to the dinosaur whores. They had used his mouth, his ass, everything that could get them off, and he was soaked to the skin with their seed. As Deacon pulled off him again, dragging his cock free, a waterfall of seed came loose from his hole, oozing down the backs of his thighs and onto the floor.\n\n“Ah…ah…”\n\n“Heh, looks like he’s not quite there, but we’ve got some more time, right Sera?” Alfie asked.\n\n“Until the end of the week, yes. Boys…you made a mess here.”\n\n“Heh. Well, good thing we got a rag.”\n\nThat was going to be him, Starly knew. He couldn’t resist as Deacon grabbed him by the shoulder and lifted him upright from the bed. The fennec fox had a split-second to see the scaly brown ass soaked in seed before he was all but thrown across the room. He hit the other bed, his face sliding along Sera’s large rump before her tail nudged him back down, grinding his nose into the slippery slime between them.\n\nHe didn’t get a chance to pull his head up as Deacon’s three-toed foot pressed down against the back of his head, pushing him in deeper until his lips were locked with her cum-covered pucker. A shiver of further humiliation burned through him as he was made to lick at it or drown.\n\n“That’s it, mammal,” Deacon said. “Don’t know what Sera needs from you, but one way or another, you’re going to see things her way before you leave. We know what we’re doing, and even better, we know what kind of slut you are. Sooner or later, you’re going to break, and when you do, it’s gonna be [i]hot.[/i]”\n\n \n\n \n\n\n\n \n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n \nSummary: A fennec fox is sent as an inspector to Site B, and finds out that the InGen property has been rendered into a brothel.\n \nTags: M/F, M/M, Bondage, Humiliation, Embarrassment, Foot Fetish, Facesitting, Rimming, Anal, Drugging, Drugs, Aphrodisiacs, Brothel, Prostitution, Dinosaurs, Jurassic Park, Skimpy, Supremacy, Orgasm, Cum, Teasing, Edging, Breaking, ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Site B for Brothel
Sponsored by Anthroperson_18
By Draconicon

 
 
 
 
 



Starly stepped off the InGen helicopter with a tablet under one arm and his other hand busily keeping his ears from flapping around. A fennec always had to be careful around aircraft, but helicopters were the worst; they always buffeted him around, and his sensitive ears ached for hours afterward if he didn’t keep them from being swept about.

The rest of the entourage stayed in the chopper, waiting for him to get clear so they could take off again. The rest of the inspection team would be checking the other installations on Site B, making sure that everything else was up to snuff by company standards. He waved them off as soon as he reached the edge of the helipad, watching the aircraft fly off towards the other, wilder parts of the island before turning to the facility that he was supposed to inspect.

As the fennec fox leaned back, taking in the multi-story main facility, he flicked his eyes across the building as a whole. Four different radar dishes provided checks and balances against any of the flying creatures that were kept on the island, as well as providing data about anything that was not allowed near the island coming too close. Three communication antennae were visible, as well, poking out of sheltered anchor points, and the building itself was well-constructed out of solid concrete. It wouldn’t do any good for radio signals coming through the walls, of course, but it would stand up to any hurricanes that blew through the area. InGen had learned its lessons from some of the past storms, at least.

He stepped down from the helipad, walking down the grassy path that led to the front door. His schedule said that he was due to meet Professor Charles Vanderson, a scientist that InGen had set to building up Isla Sorna into a proper substitute for Site A, and from what everyone at the home office had been hearing, Charles was a ruthless overseer. There were all sorts of complaints coming in from the staff, but also results.

Starly was there to ensure that the results continued but the abuses slowed. Or at the very least, that they stopped getting reported. The latter was more the opinion of the higher-ups rather than his; they wanted the site on-target for the re-opening of the Jurassic franchise, and the last thing that they wanted was a report on things going wrong. If they couldn’t be stopped without slowing the results, his superiors had ordered him to find a way to get the reporting to stop instead.

We’ll see, Starly had said at the time, and he still didn’t have the confidence that he’d be able to keep to the bravado of that statement. We’ll see.

The short fennec fox adjusted the neck of his suit, trying to keep some sense of confidence from the formal garment. He’d picked it out to try and look a little more official than he felt, but whether it worked or not, he didn’t know. All he knew was that he wanted this to be over and done so he could go back to the desk job back on the mainland.

Just get it done. Get it done, get it done, get it done.

Starly took a deep breath as he reached the front door and knocked. A camera above the double-doors turned to look at him, and the intercom at the side buzzed.

“This is Site B, Administration building. Who’s there?”

“Starly, inspector for InGen. I’m here to speak with Professor Vanderson.”

“Vanderson? He’s not been here for a while. Do you mean Sera?”

“…Who is that?”

“The new supervisor.”

Either there had been a revolt against Vanderson, or something else had happened that they were trying to cover up. Either way, it wasn’t a good look for the team. He made a mental note as he folded his tablet against his stomach and stood with his arms crossed over it.

“I’m here to inspect the main facility and see that it’s keeping everything up to code. If Sera is your new supervisor, then yes, I need to talk to her. And everyone else that’s involved in running Site B at the moment.”

“Let me get her for you, and she’ll buzz you in.”

The intercom went silent once more, and Starly fought the little urges that every small mammal felt when they were aware something was off. It didn’t necessarily mean that something was wrong, just that there was something that they’d missed. Every smaller species, from foxes down to rats and mice, had a sixth sense about that, and their ears and tails went crazy, flicking and twitching as they tried to find it. Starly was no exception; he had to fight to keep from spinning in place to try and see the one thing that he had missed, and had to reach up to fight his ears as they tried to spin around like radar dishes.

It’s fine. It’s fine. It’s fine. They haven’t hurt anything. Everything is running smoothly. It’s just a change in –

The door opened, and Starly’s eyes nearly fell out of their sockets as a brown-gray triceratops woman looked down at him. She stood over half a foot taller than him, thick-shouldered and barely what one would call dressed. Her garment looked like classy ripped silk draped over her, nearly leaving her breasts out in the public eye, and it barely went down enough to cover her groin from his eyes.

She smiled down at him, leaning against the doorway. He sputtered, shaking his head.

“I-impossible,” the fennec said, looking down at the tablet, flicking through it. “The anthro dinosaur project –”

“Had quite the breakthrough success two weeks ago,” she said, chuckling. “Professor Vanderson was getting ready to unveil it when we had a little shift in management, and he didn’t get the chance to send you the memo.”

“…”

“And considering the surprise on your face, perhaps that was for the best. After all, we wouldn’t want to be getting tossed back in the cages, would we?”

As far as InGen knew, the idea of creating talking, sentient dinosaurs had been a pipe dream. The genetics that they had for the ancient species had been purely keyed to the feral sort, four-legged or, failing that, the completely non-sentient variety. They were no different than the stupid, feral, dumb animals that wandered the uncivilized parts of the world.

The fact that Vanderson had made that much of a breakthrough and not reported it was an immediate red flag to the report, and Starly barely resisted reaching for the alarm on his belt to call the chopper back. The only reason that he didn’t was the fact that he didn’t have any real evidence that there had been foul play in Vanderson’s removal. If he was going to make a report, he needed something more than –

His eyes were drifting down again, almost impossible to avoid with the woman in front of him. He cleared his throat, shaking his head.

“I’m sorry. I’m not…this is really new.”

“Oh, dear, I’m sure that you’re quite overwhelmed. Why don’t you come in?”

“I – you’re sure?”

“Well, you are an inspector, aren’t you? You should be free to inspect the facility so you can let InGen know that we’re making good use of all the resources that they sent us. And more to the point, we’re going to be turning a profit for them that they won’t be able to believe.”

That would make the board happy, but would it be the right thing? Just how much had changed since Vanderson had been sent here, then removed? Why was this triceratops woman talking? And why, oh why, was she almost naked and treating it like it was just one more regular day?

“…I…”

“Your job, inspector?”

The way that she said it was bad enough, all sultry and sweet, but the fact that she combined that by thrusting her chest forward and leaning out the front door enough to nearly brush his chest with hers was enough to make him blush. He tried to ignore the growing boner in his pants as he huffed and cleared his throat.

“Yes, my job. To be clear, though. You are…Sera, you said?” he asked, pulling his tablet up and tapping the screen. “The current supervisor?”

“Heh, yes. The supervisor, the madame, whatever you want to call the boss.”

“…Right. And that’s with an S?”

“Yes. S for –”

“I got it, I got it.”

This is so far from proper, professional behavior…my god, what is going on here?

She stepped to the side, leaning back while still letting her breasts hang down. He swore that they were going to leap right out of her dress at this rate, and he blushed as he tried not to stare too much. He ducked under her arm, stepped inside the main lobby –

And if his eyes had wanted to fall out of their sockets at seeing her, they just about leaped from them at the sight of what the lobby had become.

Site B had never quite had the same customer service center as Site A, but he had seen the progress from Vanderson’s early days on the island. The lobby had been a gray-walled, gray-floored, stark place. There’d been a couple of desks, some greeting murals, and the beginnings of a shop down one side, but it had been early days.

Now, it was something else. Now, it was a brothel.

No less than five dinosaurs hung from the flat wall panels, their wrists and ankles pinned in place with iron shackles that held their weight by the barest of margins. A long-necked woman, two raptor males, a flat-headed Pachycephalosaurus male, and a T-Rex female were all kept in that exposed position, their bodies completely on offer, their toes curling as vibes raised and lowered between their legs. They were never quite penetrated, but they were teased, kept aroused at all times.

He could barely breathe as the display of debauchery all around him, the stone floor soaked with their juices and their scent. Other species, non-dinosaurs, wandered around the lobby, engaged and flirted with by other scaly subjects. The rich clothes made the wealth class of the other visitors very apparent, particularly as they flashed stacks of cash at the intelligent dinosaurs that would have put the paychecks of some of his colleagues to shame.

The fact that all the dinosaurs were wearing little more than fetish-y loincloths made it both worse and better, as he caught sight of cunt and ass and cock by turns, and he kept having to turn his head and shield his eyes to keep the worst of it from dominating his vision all the time. Sera chuckled behind him.

“Something the matter, sir?”

“What…the hell…is this?” he hissed.

“This is Site B. Site B for Brothel.”

“That’s illegal.”

“It’s what Vanderson was working up to while he was keeping us a secret,” Sera said, shrugging. “We were his money-makers.”

That explained how he was getting so many results while not having to siphon off as much InGen money, Starly supposed. Vanderson had been a shining star for not needing as much support from the home coffers, and the board had been quite pleased with that. This…this explained a lot.

She pushed against him from behind, and the feeling of those scaly boobs against the back of his neck and shoulders didn’t make him feel better. Well, it did, but not in the right way.

“And now, we have a little inspector. I’m sure that you understand the deal, little man,” she said, chuckling as she stroked her fingers up his ears. “Pick a couple of lovers for yourself, give us a glowing review, and then take that back to the home office with you. I’m sure that everyone will understand the situation, hmm?”

Starly coughed, his cheeks on fire as he realized that they were really going to try and bribe him. Oh, the temptations that started popping off immediately were more than he expected, but he forced them down. Couldn’t do the same with his dick, but he forced all the worst thoughts into the back of his head.

“Where…where are the other employees? The scientists, the clerks, the janitors?” he asked.

“Why do you need to know?”

“InGen employees have right to HR representation and –”

“Heh, I know a canned speech when I hear one. Don’t worry about them; they’re safe. Now…the question is…are you going to give me what I need?”

Her hands were moving down, stroking along the sides of his ears, his face, his neck. They ran down his chest, teasing as she pulled him closer and rested her chin between his ears. He bit his lips, whimpering as her hands reached his waist and fondled him on either side of his bulge.

“All it takes is a good review, little man. A good review, and you get all your needs taken care of by one of my girls…or one of my boys, if you prefer.”

“I…I…”

“Just one little review. That’s not so hard, is it? After all, it wouldn’t be in InGen’s best interests to know everything that happens here…”

He gulped. The very idea that he could participate in all this and…

No, no, it was wrong. If the scientists had managed to create sentient dinosaurs, then things had gone well and truly off the beam. He had to report this, and the brothel, too; who knew what sort of regulations were being broken with this one? He swallowed hard as he felt her hot breath against the back of his ears, shaking his head.

“Gonna…gonna have to deliver a write-up. A stern report, all about…all about what you’re doing –”

“Hmm, pity.”

Click.

Snap.

Thump.

Starly’s breath caught in his throat as he realized that the security functions of the main doors had just activated, locking him in the building. Nobody else reacted; they were too far from the front door to realize that they were locked in the main building with the dinosaurs. Perhaps they didn’t care. They were, after all, paying for this, while Starly was doing nothing of the sort.

“I think that we can come to an understanding. Come with me, little fox.”

“Or…or what?”

“I may not be a carnivore, but I assure you, there are some of my boys that would be more than happy to feast on a little thing like you. And I’m sure that you want to keep your head on your shoulders, yes?”

“…Yes.”

“Come with me. I know what you need to see things my way.”

He moved as if in a daze, his thoughts hazy and his mind whirling this way and that. Starly barely saw the different rooms of the converted main building on the island, and his radio at his hip was nothing but static as they walked through thick-walled rooms where nobody could reach him.

The other team wouldn’t even find that suspicious. Everyone knew that the only way to make contact was through the official channels, and they wouldn’t question him being busy, either. He’d made it clear that he expected himself to use the full week that they were scheduled out here to root through the facility.

Now that determination was going to leave him without a rescue. Fuck.

They passed a number of active brothel rooms, each one filled with some off-island rich person getting the fantasy that they desired. He saw a chubby orca laid out on his back, arms over his head while getting railed by a T-Rex male, fucked to within an inch of his life with the hard rut. He saw a raccoon woman on her belly, her pussy spread while an egg pushed back out, the swollen gut beneath her showing just how full of eggs she had gotten. He saw a badger on his back, under the feet of a long-necked dom, showing his devotion to scaly-kind.

There was no end to the pleasure that the dinosaurs seemed willing to offer to those that were willing to pay for it, and there were just as many rooms where the dinosaurs bent over and offered their asses, their cunts, their mouths to those that wanted them. The whole point, the whole purpose of the place, was profit.

“How…did Vanderson make you…”

“He made us do this and worse,” Sera admitted with nothing more than a shrug. “But now, we have our own schedules, our own limits. Not that we have many, of course, but you know how it is. Money has a very convincing voice.”

“…”

“And with the money that the whores get under me, there’s a much fairer pay for the things that they are asked to do.”

He could only imagine.

They reached the room at the end of the hallway. The security door for the overseer had been ripped out and replaced with a leather flap draped over it, and they passed through with ease. Starly whimpered as he saw what waited for them on the other side, and who.

The room was nothing less than a massive bedroom, clearly made for the madame of the brothel. Two beds graced the room, one that stretched out large enough for at least four dinosaurs, and the other was little more than a twin-bed with a few accessories attached to it. The walls were draped with soft red velvet, and warm candles and braziers kept the room hot enough to leave him sweating in seconds.

But it was the other two dinosaurs that were waiting that really left him gulping. One, an allosaurus with bright red scales, loomed higher over him than Sera did, and smirked with a knowing air. He had a loincloth and nothing else, and it was not very long. Not long enough to hide his muscled thighs, nor the thick, powerful hips that would be pounding something big and hard into him before long, Starly imagined. As the allosaurus leaned his hips to the side, he could just barely make out a cock-slit under the loincloth, and he bit his lips as he imagined what was hiding down there.

The other was a dilophosaurus, shorter than him at four-foot-five, but with the same sort of cockiness that the bigger dinosaur had. Hell, he seemed to have even more, standing with his hands on his hips and a smirk on his face. Bright gold scales covered the crest running along his head, and his brown scales were oiled and shimmering, making him look more lean and fit than he might actually be.

But it was that throbbing, half-present bulge that lifted the front of his loincloth that made the fox really shiver. That looked like it was already four inches out, and if he was already that horned-up, just how much worse was this going to get?

“Starly, these are two of my best associates,” Sera said. “The taller one is Deacon, and the little one is Alfie. Both of them are going to be…seeing to your needs today.”

“I…I’m fine. I don’t really have needs, I swear.”

“Oh, but you do,” the herbivore said, chuckling as she snorted past his ear. “I’ve been smelling it on you since you walked through the door.”

“…”

“Alfie, if you’ll start him off? Deacon, come get a warm-up.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the taller dinosaur said.

They moved to the bigger bed while Alfie walked up with a saunter in his steps and a chuckle on his lips. The dilophosaurus took him by the wrist, pulling him closer and showing off all his teeth.

“Mmmm, you’re going to be a fun one, aren’t you?” the smaller dinosaur said, chuckling. “Oh, you’re the kind of person that can’t admit what they need. Too many people that turned you down, hmm?”

“I – you – You don’t have to do – wait, wait, let me –”

Starly hissed as Alfie bit him. Not hard, just enough to pierce the skin. The little dot of red showing through his tan fur made him shiver, but then –

“Ah!”

“There you go. Heh. That’ll make you a little more honest with us.”

The fox didn’t have the strength to fight as he was dragged over to the smaller bed. If anything, he could barely stumble along as a warmth spread up his arm. His first thought was that he had been poisoned somehow, and perhaps he had, but the feeling wasn’t painful. If anything, it was relaxing, leaving him panting and tired, and…and very warm, very…’happy’ in certain places.

As he was laid on his back, the dilophosaurus dragged a few restraints out. Starly was more focused on his swelling boner than anything else, his breath coming faster and faster as his heart sped up. He could feel the blood rushing down there, filling his sheath and making his cock slowly push forward, out, into the open. The fennec fox moaned, his ears flattened to his head as he felt his body forced towards arousal.

Alfie ripped his pants down. They were destroyed by claw and by strength, the shreds tossed to the floor and his cock exposed. His cheeks burned as the dinosaur teased it, pushing it from one side to the other as it emerged inch by inch from his sheath.

“Three…four…five…six…Six? Is that all you got?” Alfie asked, chuckling. “I thought that a mammal might have a little more.”

“It’s…it’s…Mmmph…”

“Oh, you love that juice, don’t you?” Alfie smirked. “Yeah, they always do. All that heat, all that need. It’s going to keep you flying high as a kite for a while. But don’t worry. I can always add another bite if it starts wearing off.”

“Mmmph…”

“But yeah…let’s show you what I got. I mean, after seeing that – well, you’ll see.”

It was impossible for the fennec to get a word in edgewise, but as he looked down to see the dilophosaurus taking off his loincloth, his eyes bugged out. His breath caught in his throat as he caught sight of seven inches showing, and more as Alfie started rubbing the slit on either side of it. Another inch pushed out, and then another, showing off nine inches of dinosaur meat.

His toes curled in his shoes, the heat running through his veins making him think of things that were completely inappropriate for the moment. He shouldn’t – he should be the honest inspector, not someone that was already thinking of how that was going to feel inside of him. This was wrong, this was so – oh fuck, it was hot. Hot and nudging against his pucker as the dinosaur leaned over him, grinding, pushing, teasing.

“Heh, now just relax, and you’ll figure out what you really need in a minute. Ain’t like you’re going anywhere anytime soon.”

Not with his legs chained over the side of the bed or his arms over his head, that was for sure. Starly broke out in a hot sweat as he felt the dinosaur’s smooth, muscular body over him. The scales were so different than the fur of other partners he’d had, and he couldn’t quite get over that, even as –

“Ah!”

He gasped as the first inch slid in, forcing past his pucker and going deep without a word of warning. His eyes rolled back in their sockets as he huffed for breath, his mouth hanging open as it kept going, and going, and going. The weight against his prostate was already making it all but impossible for him to not start knotting up, his cock throbbing all the harder as it hung from his sheath, dribbling over his belly.

“That’s what we want to see. Good little mammal; you know what you want.”

His cheeks burned hotter still at the tease, and he rolled his head to the side –

That was a mistake. Sera was on all fours, her tail raised and flagged to the side, and it meant that he had a perfect view of the ridged allosaurus cock slamming into her pussy. The sheer size of that monster was more than enough to leave him trembling in fear and anticipation; it was going to be coming for him when Alfie had finished his first round, and if he wasn’t stretched enough for it –

Smack!

The sharp thrust that finally hilted the dilophosaurus with him left him shivering from head to toe, cock jumping before slapping down against his belly again. Fuck, was the only thought that went through his head.

“Focus on me, mammal boy. You know what you need, and I’m going to give it to you. Just…like…this…”

Short, focused, pushing thrusts hit him hard, grinding the weight of the nine-inch dino dick against his prostate over and over again. Each pulsing thrust made him all the more aware of just how hot that cock was, how far inside of him it had gone, and he barely managed to keep himself aware of his own body. In, out, in, out, each time smacking his furred butt and the dinosaur’s scaly hips together.

Forward.

Back.

Forward.

Back.

It was a teasing, pulsing pleasure, and the sheer size that he could feel under his tail was a constant reminder of his own, smaller state. For all that the frilled dinosaur over him was smaller in height, the sheer difference in cock size more than reminded him of where he belonged, and where –

“Ah…ah…ah…”

He was panting already, wanting to cum from the quick-thrust action that he was getting under his tail. He couldn’t believe he was this close already, wanting it so badly, needing it so much. He’d never been…

“We’re that good. We’re made to be that good,” Alfie whispered in his ears as the dinosaur’s hips moved faster, humping harder, faster, deeper. “We’re made to make you want us…and when we’re done…you’ll never want anything else.”

“Ah…ah…”

“You think you’re going to cum?”

“Please…please…”

“Not…yet.”

Firm fingers pinched just ahead of his knot, squeezing him so he could only thrust and batter against the fingers rather than getting off the way that he wanted. Starly whimpered as the dilophosaurus hammered home harder, deeper, fucking him so hard that he could feel it echoing up his spine from the hard smacks. So much like spanks, battering into him, working him against the mattress.

Then the grunts and the heat. He felt it flooding into him, the first load, the slick, oozing stuff that went right into his core. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even whimper as he felt it marking his insides. Pulse. Pulse. Pulse. The thick load was hotter than he expected, and he couldn’t stop clenching around it.

“Mmm, your body knows what you want already, doesn’t it? Well, your mind will catch up soon enough.”

Alfie pulled out without ceremony, walking over to the other bed. Starly groaned, his head spinning as he tried not to thrust into the air, tried to resist the urge to stroke himself or do something even more embarrassing.

“Your turn, big guy.”

“Hmmph.”

#

On all fours, arms stretched out in front of him and his legs pulled back, he was fucked. Fucked hard by the big allosaurus. His eyes were half-closed, rolled back, and his mouth hung open like some bitch in heat as he took the foot-long cock as far as it would go, and –

SMACK!

“NNNGH!”

He tightened up from the spank, squeezing down on that cock for a little bit longer and ruining his hole that little bit more for the dinosaurs. They were fucking him so hard, using him so well, and it was –

“Ah…ah…ah…”

So close, so fucking close, his cock spitting pre-cum on the bed. He could cum from this, he could –

POP!

“Nnngh!”

POP!

In, out, in, out, always pushing him, always punishing him for getting too close to climax without permission. In, out, in, out, never quite letting him get what he wanted, always pushing him to serve them first –

SMACK!

Tighten up, squeeze around them, get fucked properly, be a good little fleshlight…

#

Another bite, this time to the neck, and the heat surged back. He all but screamed as he was turned over, his face nothing but a cushion for the dilophosaurus as he was sat on. His cock? It was batted between Alfie’s feet, nudged by clawed toes, the knot nothing but a cushion for the dinosaur’s soles.

Could he breathe?

Could he speak?

Could he do anything?

No, all he could do was lay there, smothered in scaly cheeks as his cock was jerked and teased, mocked and pushed further and further towards an edge that he wasn’t allowed to enjoy. He could only take it…take it and hump up weakly…grinding and thrusting between the toes of a bigger, better species…

#

Switch.

Switch.

Switch.

Starly lost count of how many times they came in him. All he knew was that his ass was gaping, his belly was bloated, and he felt like he was nothing more than a fluffy cum-rag to the dinosaur whores. They had used his mouth, his ass, everything that could get them off, and he was soaked to the skin with their seed. As Deacon pulled off him again, dragging his cock free, a waterfall of seed came loose from his hole, oozing down the backs of his thighs and onto the floor.

“Ah…ah…”

“Heh, looks like he’s not quite there, but we’ve got some more time, right Sera?” Alfie asked.

“Until the end of the week, yes. Boys…you made a mess here.”

“Heh. Well, good thing we got a rag.”

That was going to be him, Starly knew. He couldn’t resist as Deacon grabbed him by the shoulder and lifted him upright from the bed. The fennec fox had a split-second to see the scaly brown ass soaked in seed before he was all but thrown across the room. He hit the other bed, his face sliding along Sera’s large rump before her tail nudged him back down, grinding his nose into the slippery slime between them.

He didn’t get a chance to pull his head up as Deacon’s three-toed foot pressed down against the back of his head, pushing him in deeper until his lips were locked with her cum-covered pucker. A shiver of further humiliation burned through him as he was made to lick at it or drown.

“That’s it, mammal,” Deacon said. “Don’t know what Sera needs from you, but one way or another, you’re going to see things her way before you leave. We know what we’re doing, and even better, we know what kind of slut you are. Sooner or later, you’re going to break, and when you do, it’s gonna be hot.”

 

 



 
The End

 
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