don't usually take requests from people just because I'm paranoid that I'll screw it up and they won't be happy with the result. Having worked in retail I know how bitchy customers can get, which is also why I'm so timid about commissions. Regardless, a couple of buddies from Herpy wanted me to write a raptor story... and since at the time I had a wonderful little dream about a raptor I figured why the hell not. I spiced up the murry details to their likings and pressed out what I'd consider to be one of my personal favorites of all time.

racokon was enjoying his weekend away from his office job when he received a telephone call from the company funding the experiments of NewRepCorp, a genetic research laboratory. Thanks to his close proximity to the lab and his background education in herpetology he was one of a handful of specialists that were invited to take a special tour to see the results of decades worth of testing and research. Ever since the possibility of genetically recreating dinosaurs was considered possible laboratories had been clamoring for grants and funding to pursue fame and glory; and now thanks to ViaSoft someone finally made it. After the call Dracokon was tickled pink at the thought of seeing a real life prehistoric animal and gladly accepted the invitation, he marked his calendar and put in his time-off requests.

he organization that ViaSoft was funding, NewRepCorp was located on it's own small island connected to the rest of the world by a bridge about a mile long. The complex itself was about the size of a community college with a large multi-floor central building, a few smaller structures probably for housing, and some areas fenced off with an obscene amount of material, presumably for keeping something in that they don't want getting out. Dracokon was greeted by a few specialists who had already shown up, nobody he recognized from school years ago, and Dr. Alexander, the head of the entire project and the same guy who called Dracokon a few days ago to invite him here today.

"h, thank you for joining us today... Dracokon?" Dr. Alexander said.

racokon gave him an odd look, "That's me... how did you know?"

"ou're the last person on our list of guests to show up, so glad that you could join us today." Dr. Alexander motioned to the front doors, "Please, everyone come inside" he said as he ran his ID card through the scanner to open the doors. "Nobody can get in unless they have basic clearance here; we wouldn't want anything bad getting in, and vice versa." Dr. Alexander thought the quip was funny; Dracokon just cautiously entered the building, a little skeptic of how things were being handled.

nce through the front door, everyone was standing in a large central room with the NewRepCorp logo emblazoned onto the floor, the walls, and literally every door in the building. "Welcome to NewRepCorp" the doctor said as he turned to face the small group of four people plus Dracokon. "I'm sure you already know who I am, Dr. Wayne Alexander, and I'll be your tour guide through the facility and our 'keeping zones'."

"eeping zones?" one of the herpetologists asked.

"es, where we keep our specimens. You didn't think we'd call you all out here to come look at computer animations and paperwork did you?"

"re you saying you've actually created a dinosaur?"

"es. Several." Wayne answered. There was a bit of a commotion between the four other specialists, some looking over at Dracokon wondering who he was and asking him what he thought about NewRepCorp's work, general stuff that they were all talking about to each other at the same time and you couldn't make out a word they were saying to each other. "Now now, there will be plenty of time for questions and answers later and I know you all are thrilled to see a prehistoric beast in person but for now I'll show you to our research and development room." Dr. Alexander opened the elevator and motioned for everyone to get inside before he took them up a couple floors, swiped his card again, and invited everyone into a white and light grey laboratory room full of expensive instruments and diagrams of dinosaurs and DNA hung up on the walls. A couple of "lab coats" were also in the room looking into a microscope and moving something around with tweezers, probably studying a skin sample or something similar.

"his is one of our many R&D rooms" Dr. Alexander announced proudly. "It was in rooms such as this one we are standing in where we finally made our first successful creation. For years NewRepCorp and other laboratories across the world have tried numerous ways to make a dinosaur but it was when we managed to reverse the course of evolution that we were able to prevail. Using fertilized eggs from chickens we were able to create a Deinonychus, but it was when we experimented with larger birds such as an ostrich we created a Utahraptor. The science behind our creations was simple once we sorted out the genomes of our test subjects, it became a matter of undoing what Mother Nature had done over millions of years."

y now Dracokon had drifted off into his own thoughts about the corporation behind these creations, and Wayne's comments about undoing nature sparked the question, "So... you're undoing all of the work of evolution over millions of years... why?"

few snide remarks came from the small crowd before Wayne looked over at Dracokon and said, "Dracokon, the discoveries we have made will give us a chance to gain far more knowledge from these creatures than what a set of bones can tell us. Plus, just think of how this will impact zoos, well, properly trained and certified ones at le-"

"o in other words you're feeding us a bullshit speech about 'studying' the dinosaurs when in reality ViaSoft is just looking to cash in on their investment."

r. Alexander chuckled at Dracokon's comments. "You know who you remind me of, Dracokon? Have you ever seen Jurassic Park? You sound a lot like Jeff Goldblum did in that film. I don't think you quite appreciate the significance of what we have accomplished here."

"o, I understand exactly what's going on here. You're funded by a corporation looking to make a quick buck. This entire thing is a charade to make millions of dollars by reviving extinct animals we know hardly anything about and putting them out in public. You have got to be out of your fucking minds if you think this will end we-" Dracokon's eerily familiar soapbox speech was cut off when a loud explosion shook the entire complex and took the power out with it. Most of the people in the room lost their balance and fell over as the shockwave surged through the building, knocking instruments and containers from shelves and cracking windows. Whatever blew up did it pretty close to the laboratory. As the power failed and shut down, the emergency generator flipped on and illuminated the room with a red hue as the "CODE RED" marquee lights came on.

"hat just happened?!" one of the specialists shouted in the dark.

scientist from another room came into the group's meeting room flustered and looking like he had run up every flight of stairs to get there. "Dr. Alexander? Doctor, the electric generator building outside just blew, everything's gone in there and we're on auxiliary. It's cutting power and diverting it only to powering the necessary functions of the facility."

efore the scientist could continue to explain what was going on, the head of the security department spoke through the loudspeaker to whoever was in earshot of the PA system, "The power failure caused all of the cages to disengage, we've got raptors all over the place down here. They've already mauled a couple of my guys and we don't have near enough tranquilizer to keep the-" The transmission was interrupted by the sounds of something crashing and presumably the growling of one of the escaped specimens and the feast it had on the security department thereafter.

racokon slowly gazed over at Dr. Alexander who was getting up on his feet after hitting his head on a table. "This... this is a drill or something, or part of your little funhouse tour, right?"

ayne pressed his hand up against the gash on his head to see how badly he was bleeding. "No, I'm afraid not. Not to worry though, the staff is properly trained and suitably equipped to deal with such an emergency. We have drills for this on a regular basis."

"ou're a moron. Did you not just hear the guy from the security room get eaten alive by YOUR creations? What kind of university 'genius' sets up an auxiliary power source that doesn't lockdown raptor cages?"

"h... well, originally we were going to experiment with smaller dinosaurs, herbivores too, but we assumed that people would pay more to want to see carnivores, we never properly equipped the enclosures to deal with the more dangerous species of dinosaurs. No need to worry though, we are up on the third floor and the raptors aren't smart enough to use the elevators, which are now out of service. I'm sure the authorities have been notified by now, if we stay here we should be fine."

"hey can't use elevators but they're smart enough to climb up stairs, genius." Dracokon responded.

y now a couple of the herpetologists and the scientists in the room had fled, one of which announced he was heading for the roof. Although faint, through the chaos the sounds of raptors hunting and the ghoulish screams of their prey echoed throughout the hallways and ventilation ducts of the complex. It would only be a matter of time before they found their way up the steps and onto the floor Dracokon and a smattering of other workers were trapped on. The sound of thumping and scrambling acted only as a forewarning of the incoming rampage. Dracokon had seen enough movies and played enough games to know what was coming, so he made a start towards the door to get out.

"hat in God's name are you doing Dracokon?" Wayne asked.

"'m not going to stick around here and wait to get eaten alive. I've seen this movie enough times; where is the storage room on this floor, I am going there to see if there's anything I can at least use to distract or fend them off with."

"t's on the other side of the floor, but it's locked and you'll need my clearance to open it for you. I'm coming with you."

racokon peered through the windows in the walls and door to see if the raptors had made it to their floor yet. No signs yet, so he opened the door to have a look before flinging it open and motioning for Dr. Alexander to follow. He jogged down the hallway with the doctor close behind him. When they reached the corner of the hallway they heard a loud thump coming from the other end of the hallway behind them at the door to the stairwell. Dracokon turned to see what the noise was and after two more solid thumps the door broke off of its hinges and standing in the doorway was one of the genetic Utahraptor creations. It stood about five feet tall and stared at the two humans with soul piercing yellow reptilian eyes. Its lower jaw was dripping with blood and a few bloodstained shreds of lab coat hung from its teeth. It let out a roar and started running towards Dracokon and Dr. Alexander.

"un! Fucking run!" Dracokon yelled as he bolted down the hallway with Wayne only a few steps behind.

"ight here up on your left is the storage room!" Dr. Alexander shouted as they approached the locked room. As they reached the door and Dr. Alexander fiddled with his keycards the raptor had made its way to the end of the hallway and turned to continue its pursuit of meal #2. Wayne slid his keycard and the lock blinked red. He slid it again with the same results. "Get your hand off the door handle Dracokon you're trying to turn it too early just hang on!"

"ell hurry up and I mean like right now it's closing in on us!" Dracokon said as Wayne ran his card one last time and the lock turned green. Dracokon literally just about kicked the door open to get into the closet and try to shut the door but he didn't have enough time. He and Wayne had gotten into the storage room, and as Dracokon braced his back up against the door to try and shut it the raptor pushed back with the entire force of its body. The sudden shove turned the door into a catapult that sent Dracokon forward into a metal shelf full of glass containers. He crashed into the shelf, taking it apart and knocking over the one behind it. The glass jars and containers sitting on the shelves fell off and broke open, spilling a number of unknown substances all over the floor not to mention littering the place with broken glass. As the door flung open it missed Dr. Alexander, who was now standing in front of the raptor responsible for sending Dracokon into the shelving units.

s Dracokon came to and looked up he witnessed the brutal killing of Dr. Alexander. Wayne slowly started to back away from the raptor, but as he was moving away the raptor lunged forward and bit him on his shoulder, picking him up and starting to thrash him around. As Dr. Alexander screamed out for help the dinosaur dropped him onto the floor, picked up again this time by his arm, and proceeded to rip it away. Horrified, Dracokon stumbled out of the mess of metal, fluids, and broken glass and decided to use this time to dart out of the open door while the raptor was sidetracked. He ran down the hall heading back towards the R&D room and came across a mauled lab technician who had his keycards in his front coat pocket. Dracokon stopped to grab the cards and rounded the corner only to see yet another raptor lingering there investigating the R&D room. He immediately turned around to head the other way and passed up the storage room where he caught the attention of the carnivore still inside.

s he rounded another corner Dracokon found himself in a decently sized room that looked like it was a kind of employee lounge full of chairs and tables and a television set hanging up on the wall. He fled towards the end of this room where there was a door to another room empty handed except for the lab tech's keycards he had taken; he had no time to rummage through the supply room so he was back to either hiding or finding something in another room. The raptor had not caught up with him yet but as he approached the door and started trying cards he quickly found out whomever it was he took the cards from didn't have permission to be in whatever this room was, and the lock would not disengage. Frantically Dracokon picked up a chair and while holding its front legs he swung the hunk of metal and plastic at the adjourning window as hard as he could. The safety glass shattered into hundreds of little rectangular pieces that Dracokon cleared away with the rest of the chair. As he smashed the window the stalking Utahraptor had made its way to the lounge area and spotted Dracokon trying to climb through the shattered window into the next room.

racokon got through the broken window and glanced around at the room he was in. Inside it was a set of refrigerators against a wall with some cabinets lining the back wall. The cabinets were much too small to try and hide in, and the only other cover was among a set of metal shelves much like the kind in the storage room. These had boxes and books stacked all over them, likely paperwork; a few shelves also had some of the same jars and glass bottles from the other room as well. After a fruitless search for something like a fire extinguisher or even a fire axe Dracokon fled to the back corner of the room and tried to hide among the paperwork. After his encounter in the supply room though he smelled of formaldehyde and a number of other nasty smells that he couldn't even begin to put a word on. Surely he'd be an easy target for the Utahraptor to sniff out.

nd so, as expected the raptor followed suit and came through the broken window to find the fleeing human. At first the raptor investigated the room, unaware of where Dracokon actually was. Dracokon looked through gaps in the shelves as the raptor inspected the set of coolers and table in the room before looking towards the line of bookshelves he was taking refuge behind. It lifted its head into the air, likely to try and catch a whiff of the huntee. The raptor started to head towards the side of the shelves Dracokon was hiding behind and to avoid confrontation he tried climbing up the shelves to get to the other side, or to even punch out the ceiling tiles to try and escape through there. Instead the extra weight of Dracokon climbing on the shelves sent it tipping over into the next set, which hit the others like a line of dominoes exposing Dracokon to the raptor.

rapped, Dracokon backed himself up against the wall as his eyes locked with the raptor's. "I always thought I'd die in some car wreck or from heart failure. Never once did I think it'd end like this." Still staring down Dracokon, the raptor took a few steps forward and continued to eye him over. When its head was only a couple feet away from his body, Dracokon shut his eyes and braced himself for "impact", hoping things would just hurry up already. Nothing happened. He opened his eyes and was greeted by the same Utahraptor who responded by letting out a low hiss. Dracokon slowly stepped to the side to try and walk away, always keeping his eyes on the dinosaur in front of him. No matter where he walked in the place he was standing the raptor watched him like it was waiting for something. When he tried to walk around the raptor to get to the door it bumped him with its snout and got in his way again. "Oh, eat me already why don't you!" he shouted. The raptor, not understanding a word, just looked back and blinked.

onfused as to what was going on, Dracokon looked around the room to see if there was anything that may have been fooling with the raptor's senses. Everything in the room was just regular scientific instruments or boxes of things no different from any other room, until he looked at the labels on the bottles in this room that were now also broken and spilt all over the floor. He crouched down to pick up a piece of glass with a label on it, "05-26-05 EXPERIMENT #78"; this one likely had some preserved specimen inside of it. A couple of other labels had similar descriptions written on them until Dracokon picked up a different one that read "09-17-08 EXTRACTED VELOCIRAPTOR MUSK". Dracokon brought the label up to his nose to smell it and quickly turned away at the nasty odor. "Ugh this smells exactly like the shit that got all over the place in the supply clos-" he said as he trailed off and realized what was all over him and his clothes. This Utahraptor wasn't in here to do what Dracokon assumed, it - SHE - thought he was a horny (and funny looking) male raptor.

" know this is a stupid idea but here goes nothing..." Dracokon said as he extended his arm out towards the raptor, who leaned in and smelled it. Smelling the scent of a raptor, she nuzzled his arm instead of ripping it clear off his shoulder. Dracokon took off his button-up shirt and walked over to the sink to get it wet. He used the wet (and battered) shirt to clean up the bloodstains around the raptor's mouth and picked out the piece of lab coat hanging from her teeth. "You aren't too bad looking when you aren't covered in blood and dirty clothes" he said as he cleaned up her face. "You lot still stink though. Especially the guys, apparently." Dracokon sat down in a chair to figure out exactly how the dynamics of this was going to work out. Do they bite? Who's on top? For Dracokon it was a bittersweet way of being trapped in a room and having a way to get out. Not that he didn't WANT to go through with it, he was more concerned about his own hide; a Utahraptor is a literal weapons factory when it comes to defense.

ince the raptor(ess?) was receptive to touch Dracokon put his hand on her snout and gently gave her a little rub. Like earlier, she didn't mind being touched as long as Dracokon at least smelled like one of them. Wanting to see how far he could take it, he gently brushed his hand across her gullet and down onto her chest. The more he was allowed to touch her, the less nervous he became and things eventually got to the point where he could actually enjoy the experience of feeling her skin. Unlike a reptile such as a snake or an iguana, the raptor's skin was less pebbly and felt more like tightly pulled but still soft rough leather. Dracokon placed his hand in the raptor's and let her give it a gentle squeeze as he placed a light kiss on her snout. Still holding her hand, Dracokon sat down on the ground. The motion confused the Utahraptor as she tried to copy, but could only squat down. Instead, Dracokon propped himself up with his elbow and laid down on his side, which was something the raptor was able to somewhat copy, at least the laying down part.

"tudy them in ways that a pile of bones couldn't tell us" Dracokon said with a dash of laughter as he looked at the raptor's body lying next to him. His eyes focused on her neck and slowly trailed down her underside, past her chest, past her belly, past her vent, and ending at the tip of her tail. Because of her position, Dracokon could also see her feet up close. Sure, he appreciated the size of their claws and toenails when he looked at fossils, but when they were a part of the actual living animal they took on a whole new kind of beauty. Dracokon poked the underside of one of her feet as a playful gesture as smiled as the raptor twitched a bit and pulled her foot back. He gently grabbed a hold of one of her toes and felt her movements as she flexed them. She had big feet that demanded at least a couple of hands to work with so Dracokon sat up to regain use of his other arm. Using both hands he felt the sides of her feet and pressed his thumbs against the soles of them both to feel their skin and just to generally see how they worked when there were actual muscles behind the flesh. The raptor didn't seem to mind the massage either, but she wasn't too fond of Dracokon jokingly tickling her; he stopped when she hissed at him.

fter he was done playing with the raptor's feet he eased one of his hands down towards her vent and ran his finger across her opening. The raptor swayed her tail to the side and closed her eyes as she felt Dracokon touch her. He ran his fingers along the skin surrounding her vent, feeling how soft it was compared to the harder and thicker hide on her feet. Much to the raptor's glee he gently pushed a couple of his fingers into her. She arched her neck back a little as she felt him enter her. Dracokon was enjoying himself too, somewhere along all of the touching and feeling he had undone the button and zipper on his khakis so things weren't a little too tight down there. He finished the job and took what was left of his beaten up clothes off. As he continued to finger the raptor Dracokon could smell another substance in the room. Unsure as to what it was he just pinned it as the smell of the female raptor; after all the males have their own "happy time" scent so why not the ladies? Whatever it was or wherever it was coming from Dracokon assumed that the raptor was ready and pulled his fingers out of her, watching as a bit of stringy raptor fluid connected his fingers to her vent as it became thinner and thinner until the string broke.

till lying on their sides, Dracokon scooted himself up a bit so his head was even with the raptor's and he could look into her eyes. He put one of his arms around her neck to hold her close while he used the other to guide his member into her. Dracokon let out a moan as he was enveloped by the warm saurian vent and the virgin raptor growled a bit as she was penetrated by her human mate. Dracokon wrapped both of his arms around the raptor as he nuzzled and kissed at her neck, thrusting into her as her inner muscles went to work gently contracting around him. As they mated, the raptor slowly had started to roll over onto her back. Not wanting to pass up the opportunity to try a second position with her, Dracokon eased her onto her back and got on top of her, placing one of his legs on either side of her tail. Keeping one arm around the raptor Dracokon used the other to stroke the top and back of her head, keeping eye contact with her the whole time. The same eyes that he looked into earlier full of malicious intent were now much softer and seemingly full of emotion. He eased in and gave her a kiss on the lips as she let out what sounded like a sigh.

uch like before, Dracokon started to roll to the side and the raptor copied his motions. They were now on their sides again while Dracokon continued to roll over and lay on his back. Remembering their previous arrangement, the raptor knew what to do and this time got on top of Dracokon, putting one of her muscular thighs on each side of his body. She slowly lowered herself down until she was in the same squatting position again, making her skin meet with Dracokon's and his member slide back into her slick reptilian vent. She leaned her head down to Dracokon and gave him a gentle nuzzle; Dracokon stuck his tongue out at her and she did the same as he leaned in to give the raptor a kiss. The raptor broke the kiss when she closed her eyes and arched back to let out an orgasmic roar. She tightened up around Dracokon in sharp little pulses, enough to push Dracokon past his peak and he came to his climax inside of her. He put his hands on her rump to hold her down as his seed filled the dinosaur's vent. With every throb of his member the raptor clenched around him, a motion normally used to ensure as much of the male raptor's semen as possible stays in the female raptor but this time it was all for pleasure on Dracokon's end. He shuddered under the raptor and curled his toes as her own natural movements carried him through his orgasm, eventually ending with Dracokon sighing as he kissed the raptoress a few more times and ran his hands along her flanks.

he knew the mating session was over, maybe by how Dracokon was dazed and seeing stars or just by her own instincts, so the raptoress stood up and dismounted Dracokon. As she stood up a few stray drips of their lovemaking made their way out of her vent, but in her mind her biological imperative was complete. Dracokon also stood up, nuzzling the raptor one last time and getting a nuzzle in exchange before she made her way out of the room by means of the broken window she entered through. The room was now heavy with the scent of a mated raptor, so Dracokon took a few moments to enjoy himself as he cleaned himself up and put his battered khakis back on. His bloodstained and torn dress shirt was ruined and covered in all kinds of murky fluids so he opted to leave it be. Assuming it was time that he should make his way to the roof and that the rest of the raptors were probably elsewhere in the complex by now, Dracokon made his way to the door that he couldn't open; since he was on the other side of it he could open it without a card. As he stepped out looking somewhat like a shirtless action movie hero Dracokon looked forward and was greeted by someone, but not by survivors or an emergency crew.

aptors. At least a dozen of them, all staring intently at him, all female, all attracted by a curious scent, and all with devious intentions that didn't involve ingesting Dracokon's flesh.

racokon slowly looked at the entire pack, slowly moving his eyes from the raptoress on the far left to the one on the far right. "Talk about being screwed."

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