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The fluorescent lights of Cell Block D hummed, making the newly graduated officer’s ears flick as he walked. Finley, a young eager-to-please german shepherd. He carried a youthful excitement and naivety that didn’t match the aura of his station. The somewhat short, stocky bodied dog was hired as a new guard for a high security prison. He kept in time with the leading guard, Brutus, a much older and larger bulldog who didn’t carry nearly as much enthusiasm about the job. This was the shepherd’s first day, his tail swishing with obvious excitement despite the dreary, artificially lit atmosphere.

”Alright, Rookie,” Brutus barked, his voice coming out sharp and clear. Finley straightened up, standing at attention, a gesture that made his superior roll his eyes. “You’re assigned to Block D. You and the others here keep things in line. That means you need to be hard, tough, and establish dominance.”

“Yes, sir!” Finley responded. The canine’s efforts in the academy had earned him a job right out of graduation. Although a prison wasn’t exactly what he had in mind for his future. But the pay was very good and the recruiter assured him it was a choice he would never regret. So the shepherd agreed and was taken on right away. But drills and tests at the academy were different from the real thing.

Combined with his inexperience, Finley was obviously the softer type, in both personality and body. Though stocky, having thick defined muscles, he came off as more of the teddy bear type, snapping into place when the lead guard barked at him, following along obediently with an almost childlike curiosity, looking about at every little thing and down every corridor.

In addition to getting shown about the facility, Finley was introduced to the other guards he was sharing the section with. All of them were tasked with keeping things in order together. Most of them were canines like him, all larger breeds that were expected to be tough and perfect for the prison setting. Despite their huge bodies and hard gazes, they turned out to be friendly when Finley stepped into the break room.

“You must be the new guy,” a bulky bulldog said. His physique and arm tattoos made Finley feel wary at first but that didn’t last when a hand was extended. Finley reached out and shook it, doing the same to the other canines. Two great danes, a rottweiler, two mastiffs, and a doberman all introduced themselves.

“Been a while since we’ve had some fresh meat,” one of the great danes said.

“And he’s obviously a rookie,” the doberman added, looking Finley over. Of all the guards in the break room, he was the shortest of them but had as much bulk proportionately. His softer youthful features clashed with the others, making him stand out even more. Before he knew it, Finley found himself stuck with the nicknames “Little Bro” and “Pup.”

“You’ll need to toughen up if you wanna last around here,” one of the mastiffs advised. “It’s gonna take more than looks to keep the inmates in line.”

“Speaking of which, how about we show him?” another one of the canines said and they all agreed.

The next thing he knew, Finley was on another tour of the prison. What made it different was the time of day. Now the prison was at peak activity. Finley kept pace with his peers, watching as they kept a look out and made sure things were going along smoothly. Finley was trying to keep track of it all himself. Now that the place was in proper operation it seemed all the more daunting.

“You’ll get used to it,” one of the guards told him. “Pretty soon you’ll even know the inmates by name. Not all of them are that bad, either.”

The next stop was the prison’s yard. The place was full of activity. With inmates either just sitting and talking in groups while others were taking the chance to keep themselves fit, making use of the equipment meant for them. Finley took the chance to look across the yard, getting a grasp for the amount of inmates he would have to keep an eye on alongside the other guards. But he quickly found himself distracted by one in particular. One stood out amongst all the others.

There was one inmate in particular that was given a wide berth as he exercised. His stature was towering over the others, shoulders bulging wider than anyone else’s. Highly defined abs that looked rock solid even from a distance. His flexing arms were just as impressive, thick all the way to his wrists, decorated with swollen veins. Lifting massive weights with visual ease, the hulking t-rex’s chest was swelling and firming with each rep.

“W-Who is that?” Finley asked, failing to hide the awe in his voice.

”Oh, him… That’s Rex,” one of the other guards said.

”Rex?” Finley asked.

”Yeah, I thought it was a joke too. His parents definitely aren’t the creative type.”

”He’s the biggest guy here and has been around the longest too. And lucky us, he’s assigned to our block. Giving us hell every night.”

”Night?” the shepherd repeated.

”Oh, you didn’t know there were night shifts? They’re done in rotation and…tonight’s gonna be your night. Which means to get to spend the night with him.” For the other guards this was a method of having some fun, the closest thing they had to hazing. The rookies would have to take the night shift on their first day. Rex was a relentless taunter that would go all night, making the shift unbearable. It would really test the new guy and he would understand what a job like this truly entailed.

But those words had a completely different meaning for Finley. Completely mesmerized, he watched Rex lift the bar loaded up with more weight than even an elephant could withstand. He did it with so much ease…his entire body flexing and tensing, making the definition of his bulk all the clearer. In the middle of his lifting, the dinosaur’s eyes suddenly shifted. Their gazes met and Finley found himself stuck in place, unable to remove his gaze. Everything else fell away, leaving just him and Rex. Looking even closer, he noticed the sweat that beaded then started to trickle down the creature’s scales. That made him gulp and there was a throbbing in his pants. Gasping he acted quickly to make sure no one could see his growing erection.

The time to rotate the prisoners for outside activities came and Finley noticed that multiple of the guards were needed to escort Rex. They all walked by and for a moment their gazes met again but this time the dino flashed him a quick grin and wink. From that point onward the workday became a blur for Finley. All he could think about was that dinosaur. How he looked and when their gazes met…

“Rookie!” The leading guard, Brutus’ voice cut through his daze, causing Finley to stand at attention. “I hear you’ve volunteered for the night shift.”

”T-that’s right, sir!” Finley responded even though it was a complete shock to him. He didn’t think the other guards were serious about putting a rookie on nightwatch.

”Right. Then I’ll show you how it’ll go,” Brutus told him and yet again the german shepherd was following behind. Actually listening to the explanation this time, it all turned out to be more simple than he anticipated. He wasn’t literally the only guard on night watch but there was still less and they were more dispersed than during the day. Luckily, being a high security prison, the facility was equipped with state of the art systems that practically did everything for him. All he had to do was make sure things went smoothly throughout the night.

”Don’t worry. Nobody’s going anywhere. Not even him,” Brutus said. They stopped in front of a lone reinforced cell door, its bars thicker than those of the regular cells, also made of a different kind of material. Peering through the bar curiously, Finley’s breath caught in his throat. Inside, lounging on a massive jail bed likely made just for him was Rex.

Taking notice of him, Rex got up from the bed and marched right up to the bars, pressing his massive form against them. A low chuckle rumbled from deep within his wide chest. “Well, well,” he drawled, his voice a deep tremble that reached Finley, vibrating his own body. “What’s this? They’re sending puppies to guard me now?”

His eyes fell directly on Finley. “Look at you. Such a little thing. You couldn’t handle me if you tried.” Rex reached out and grabbed one of the cell’s bars, the muscles of his massive arm rippling, causing the veins along it to bulge.

Finley gulped now that they were up close. The dinosaur looked even bigger and all the more dangerous. His dark grey scales marred with scars in various places, glinting reptilian eyes, and claws that were equally thick as they were long. A towering being built of pure heavy muscle, the shepherd’s admiration was sapped away, becoming a sense of dread. The thick cell bars between them might as well not have existed for him.

”I’m here to…to maintain order,” Finley said as firmly as he could manage but apparently the words didn’t come out with the amount of firmness he was expecting.

“You? Ha! You look like you’d run from a mouse, pup! You know what I'm gonna do with you, little mutt? Oh, I’m gonna break you!” Rex said, making his meaning clear by using his other hand to grope his crotch.

“Ignore him, Rookie. He’ll say anything to get under your skin. That’s all he can do,” Brutus said. They moved past the cell and Finley was all but shoved into the small monitoring office. “It’s simple. All you have to do is keep your eyes on the cameras, don’t let his words get to you and you’ll be fine,” Brutus said before turning around and walking away. “My shift’s done here.” He even walked past Rex’s cell without any semblance of fear or intimidation. Eventually the clanging of his keys faded away completely. The other guards were so spread out that it was practically just him and Rex.

Finley sat in the small monitoring office, nervously watching the live feed of the whole block. Realizing he was there for the entire night, Finley realized the hardest part of this shift would be finding means of entertaining himself all throughout. But it was hard to focus on other things because he was so close to Rex’s cell. The t-rex had yet to say anything but his own mind was replaying the words earlier said.

‘You couldn’t handle me if you tried,’ Rex had said. And Finley was finding it hard to disagree. Seeing Rex up close, he really felt like a pup, wanting nothing more than to cower under the dinosaur’s gaze. But the trained guard side of himself refused to succumb to fear.

The way the other guards viewed him as well… They were nice to him, but Finley could tell they weren’t taking him seriously. He wanted to prove that he was capable, that he was more than just some fresh face. His time at the academy had been grueling and yet he came out the other side as one of the top graduates.

As the night deepened, Finley kept himself vigilant. His eyes and ears were scanning for any signs of trouble. So far everything had been quiet. The inmates were getting their sleep, making things rather easy for him. He hoped that it would last. Perhaps that thought jinxed him because Rex’s voice came again, booming down the hall and into the surveillance room, shattering the peace.

”Hey, Pup! I know you’re in there shivering like a leaf!” Rex called. “You what’s gonna happen, right? Once I get out of here, you’re gonna be my whimpering little bitch. I’ll have you begging for mercy and crying for your mommy! Just wait and see!” The words were meant to break Finley’s resolve. At first the shepherd paid it no mind but the dinosaur’s taunts just kept coming, his booming voice giving him no moment to relax.

The usually even-tempered canine’s fur was bristling. The words, the arrogance this prisoner was showing a guard. He wouldn’t be intimidated, no matter how big or tough Rex was. He wasn’t a weakling; he would show Rex and everyone else what he was really capable of! Slamming his fist on the desk, the canine stood up and grabbed a set of keys before he strode out of the office. His footsteps echoed throughout the quiet block as he ventured to Rex’s private section that was much too close to the surveillance station. He couldn’t imagine why they decided to do that. Maybe an attempt to intimidate Rex and keep him in line?

“So the little pup finally shows his face,” Rex rumbled. “Come to chat or stare at me more ?”

Finley again bristled, forcing his tail to swish slowly. “I’m here to do my job, Rex,” he managed, trying to keep his voice firm despite the knot of anxiety in his stomach.

“Oh, your job,” Rex scoffed, a puff of air escaping his nostrils, so hot that Finley could nearly see the vapors. “And what exactly is that, little pup? Keeping me from… I don’t know… breaking down the bars of this pathetic cage? I could cause a whole mess and all the blame would be on you. They’ll kick you out faster than they hired you. And even if you tried to stop me… Ha! You wouldn’t last five minutes against me. You’re just a soft, fluffy thing. They should’ve hired a seasoned wolf, not a weak, pampered looking fag like you.”

Finley took a step closer to the bars, his ears flattened against his head. “I’m not soft, and I’m not a fag either!” He wasn't ordinarily bothered by insults, but Rex had a talent for making words come off as insulting as possible.

Rex chuckled, producing another low, rumbling sound that echoed unnervingly down the corridor. "Oh, I don’t know, pup. Look at you, all nervous and twitchy. You’ve got that ‘I’m trying so hard!’ look. Yeah, you definitely remind me of plenty needy fag-sluts I used to wreck back home. But you wouldn’t last a second with me." He leaned closer to the bars, lowering himself to Finley’s eyes level, his breath puffing hot against the dog’s face this time. “Let’s be honest, you’d be better suited as my personal pet. Someone to keep me entertained. It’s been so long since I’ve had a bunkmate, think of it; I could use someone to… drain my balls into."

Finley’s blood ran cold with a mixture of shame and furious indignation. He’d known Rex was crude, but this was a new low. “I am not going to be anyone’s pet! And I certainly wouldn’t…” he trailed off, fighting to not let the image linger in his mind. He could already feel his face heating up and his groin twitching.

“See? Just what I thought, all bark and no bite. You wouldn’t even be able to handle me anyways… Not in a fight or in bed," Rex purred, his eyes glittering with malicious amusement.

The insult ignited a fire in Finley's chest. He’d had enough of being the target of Rex's constant mockery. He wanted to prove Rex wrong, to show him he wasn’t just a soft pup. “You think I’m afraid of you?” he barked, the sudden bravado being a shaky mask to hopefully cover his fear. “I’ll show you! I’m not afraid of anything!”

Rex’s grin widened, exposing a row of teeth like daggers. "Aw, that's the spirit, Little pup. But I know you don’t have what it takes to… prove that." He lowered his head, his voice taking on a seductive tone. "Why don't you come in and…you and me… play a little?"

Finley’s mind was a whirlwind of foolish pride and a burning need to somehow silence Rex once and for all. His paw trembled as he reached for the keys clutched in his hand. He fumbled with finding the right one, his breath hitched. “I’ll show you,” he muttered, the world around him fading into a hazy red blur. As if in a dream, he pressed the right one into the keyhole and unlocked the heavy steel mechanisms. With a final click, the cell door slid open.

Rex blinked, his grin widening, but in his dark eyes, something much more sinister flickered. He let out a throaty chuckle. “Well, look at that. You actually did it, Little Pup. Maybe you’re not so soft after all." He took a step forward, his massive frame filling the doorway.

Realizing what he had done, the canine’s bravado evaporated in an instant, leaving behind a sickening wave of panic in its place. Finley's ears drooped, and his stomach. He’d made a terrible mistake. Standing before him was a creature that could crush him like a twig. He’d walked straight into Rex’s trap. He'd be lucky if he lived long enough to regret his foolishness.

Rex chuckled again, his dark eyes focused directly on the panicked canine, "Now, let's see how brave you really are."

Before Finley could say one thing, a giant, leathery hand shot out and seized him by the front of his uniform, yanking him off his feet. He had no time to think, no time to react.

Finley found himself airborne, hurtling through the open doorway. With a thud, he was slammed against something hard, something warm, something massive. His back pressed against Rex’s bare muscled chest, the dinosaur's musky scent filling his nostrils. He tried to struggle, to twist and wriggle free, but the sheer size and strength of Rex rendered him utterly helpless. His whimper was lost against the booming laughter that rumbled from the giant predator. He was trapped. He was prey.

“I knew that, one way or another, we would end up just like this. So tell you what, Pup. There’s something we both want. I saw the way you were staring at me outside. You’re hungry for me. Like big guys like me, that could easily rip even a guy like you in half? The worst part of this damn sentence is sitting in this cell all by myself. My last celly was completely wrecked, in more ways than one. So you help me out with my little problem and I won’t walk right out that open cell door,” Rex offered. “Sounds good to you?”

Finley didn’t respond right away. He was too overwhelmed. What the dinosaur had been saying was true. Despite the danger of losing his job and letting a dangerous prisoner escape, he just couldn’t not admire what was pressed up against him. Clocking in at 5’ 5”, the t-rex had to be at least 8 feet tall. He was a behemoth. His muzzle was stuck right in between the huge, meaty pecs, both could literally be used as full pillows.

A groan escaped him when he was hit with the wave of absolutely brutal reptilian musk. It was thick, masculine and all too potent. Stronger than anything he had experienced before, even with his sensitive canine nose. It was a hardy aroma of a huge, diesel man with more testosterone that anyone would know what to do with. With his nose Finley could also tell that Rex hadn’t washed recently, either because he likely had trouble using the showers due to his sides, or just outright refusing to clean himself, choosing to bask in his musk instead. Either reason had Finley’s own chest beating harder. He felt a natural urge to submit before the colossal beast, to just keep himself here, taking in the sight and smells, finding himself enjoying it despite how it was making his nose wrinkle out of instinct.

Still having yet to give an answer, Finley continued to breathe in the potent aroma, inhaling as deeply and as long as his lungs could manage. His head was already starting to spin from the appealing haze of sweat and general masculinity.

”Gonna take that as a ‘yes,’ Pup,” Rex said.

”H-huh?” Finley asked, getting broken out of his trance.

”Just go with it, mutt. And you claim you’re not a fag,” Rex said, his voice dripping with self-satisfaction.

Finley then realized that he was fully erect now, his length pressing against the dinosaur’s solid abs. He started to blush as he felt it pulsing harder than it ever had before, even leaking already, dripping into his pants.

”You’re bigger than I thought you were. I’ll give you credit for that, mutt,” Rex said as he set Finley down to his feet. He had the chance to run away and lock the cell again if he really wanted to. Would be fast enough to get out of the t-rex’s grip. Whether he could or not, Finley really knew that wasn’t what he wanted.

”But let me show you a real man’s cock,” Rex proclaimed. Finley hadn’t been trying to look directly up to this point. But now that the dinosaur was right in front of him, he was able to gaze upon the all too obvious bulge in the huge pair of shorts. Even while seemingly flaccid, the outline was so defined and massive wasn’t the right word to describe it.

Rex pulled down his shorts. The first reveal was his lack of underwear but after that was his actual manhood that made Finley’s eyes widen. He expected the dinosaur to be big, but not to this degree. Hanging heavy between Rex’s thick, strong legs was a dark colored uncut cock. The surface was etched with thick, bulging veins that swelled with every pulse. But the side itself, it had to be nearly three feet long but as thick as a water cooler jug from base to bulbous tip. And it was getting all the bigger as it became actually erect, becoming a monster of rigid flesh. And beneath there were a pair of absolutely massive balls the size of pumpkins, held in a low hanging smooth scaled sack that proved how pent up Rex was. Already gargantuan, they seemed to be overful in addition to that, visibly churning as the fully erect log of a cock was pulsing with full power.

“Oh my…” Finley gasped aloud. “It’s huge!”

”And you’re gonna love every inch of it,” Rex told him. “You can start by giving it some polishing with your tongue.” He shoved the cock into Finley’s face, the contact with his nose and the smell made the canine recoil. It was rock hard, heavy, and of course blunt, hitting him like a nightstand. There was a bit of pain but Finley’s nose was mostly wrinkling

From the heavy aroma flooding his flaring nostrils. Having the tip just in front of him, Finley was picking up on hints of sweat, grime, cum and other elements that contributed to the musk’s strength.

”Just gonna stand there sniffing or are you gonna get to polishing?” Rex asked, his voice coming sharp, getting Finley to snap into action.

Finley’s whole body was tingling with anticipation and a sudden need. He knew it was wrong, that he should do literally anything else but this… And yet he was reaching with both hands. He attempted to actually grab the fully engorged flesh but couldn’t wrap his own big hands around it, his fingers were kept apart by several inches. Feeling the pulses directly against his palms, Finley felt weak in the knees for a moment but the raw desire flowing through his veins kept him standing.

That weakness sort of worked in his favor. He wound up leaning forwards, his snout getting pressed to the huge tip. His immediate response was to outstretch his tongue and run it over the surface. Doing so without thinking, Finley was given his first taste of the other male’s flesh, his senses shocked by the rich bitter flavor. After that first lick, Finley couldn’t reel his tongue back in. He kept running it over the tip, moving about to cover even more area, quickly taking on the task foisted onto him.

“That’s it, pup. Just do what comes naturally…” Rex insulted before he groaned. He didn’t admit to how impressed he was with Finley’s eagerness or the smoothness of his tongue. While licking all over his tip, the canine’s hands were sliding his foreskin back and forth, pulling them forwards with greater strength to nearly envelope the entire tip. Finley followed up by pushing his tongue against the bunched up foreskin, worming his tongue tip until he managed to slip his way underneath.

Rex actually didn’t expect this, letting out a grunt from the tongue that was currently sliding back and forth under his foreskin. Greater waves of pleasure were coursing through his pulsating meat, having his tongue in as far as it could reach, Finley was doing his best to lap up the sweat and other elements that had been trapped within, doing so while moaning passionately, his fluffy tail wagging fiercely in an obvious show of enjoyment.

“Fuck me, you’re actually into this shit.” Rex had gotten used to his “partners” being much too fearful. Their trembles and snivels took all the fun out of it. But Finley was willingly going in with full enthusiasm, going much further than anyone else had in such a small amount of time. This was something that he could use. His taunting words were apparently truer than he would have ever guessed. Finley really did have the makings of his perfect new pet…

“Get in there deep, then,” Rex ordered, watching the canine work. Finley’s eyes were closed, but not out of fear. The shepherd was truly savoring every little bit of the dinosaur’s musk and flavor, truly running his tongue beneath the foreskin with great enthusiasm, collecting that same musk all over his muzzle. It was getting smeared onto his smooth fur, keeping the smell strong in his nose.

There was just so much to keep him there. Darting his tongue in deep, exploring the area by working, flicking, and swirling his tongue all about, the taste was kept intense on his taste buds, even made all the stronger as he managed to get in further, cleaning away the grime that was set extra deep. His movements were making the foreskin bulge from underneath, also making the hulking dinosaur groan continually until he pulled back. The fruits of his labor came in the form of the wide tip now shining from his spit and more deep hums as his stroking continued.

”Oh yeah, I’m gonna have a lot of fun with you, Pup! Rrgh!” Rex grit his shaft teeth before the next pulse came. Just after this came the first spurt of his precum. The fat hot, sticky rope of dark colored fluid flew out from the dinosaur’s wide opening, splattering all over the canine’s face and tongue. Finley didn’t expect it at all but reacted by running his tongue across his lips, humming from the rich taste and consistency. It was almost like honey but with a dense, earthy flavor.

“Fuck, my balls are really aching ,” Rex huffed, drawing attention to the wide and bulging sack as he palmed it with one hand. “These could use some polishing too.” He didn’t give Finley the time to respond, reaching out to grab the back of his head. Rex then shoved the canine’s snout to his ballsack, having Finley’s nose shoved to his scaly churning orbs. Right away he started sniffing, taking in the full brunt of the dino’s ball funk, the even denser funkier tang of his ball sweat. The sack itself was shining, not just from the scales, but the grimy film that came from unwashed sweat left to build up on top of itself.

”You’re learning your place already, Pup. Get real familiar with that smell,” Rex chuckled, keeping the canine in place for a while, gaining greater arousal himself from the sharp sniffs and warm exhales against his balls. Eventually he let Finley go and let the canine explore and worship the area on his own accord.

His muzzle still against the pair of balls, Finley was simply admiring the hot skin against his nose and lips, admiring the heat radiating from them, the potent odor that continued to make him wince and his mouth water at the same time.

“I never would have guessed you were this much of a needy little slut-pup. But then again, that’s just what I’ve been waiting for all this time…” He let the canine sniff him at his leisure, every inhale coming from the shorter male was a stroke to his ego and source of light pleasure. The canine’s smooth and soft facial fur rubbing against his sack kept sending tingles through him, keeping him at peak arousal.

“What are planning to do ne-” Rex was cut off in the middle of his own taunt, not expecting the dog’s tongue to lap over his balls. One lick was followed by another, being a long drag that covered as much surface in one go as it could. He did it to the other large and wide testicle, lapping up the sharp flavor while his eyes rolled. Pushing his muzzle in even closer, Finley pressed his lips against it and started to suckle as best he could. There was no way he could fit even one of those nuts in his mouth, let alone both but that wouldn’t stop him from doing what he could.

Still having his eyes closed, letting some kind of feeling within guide him, Finley continued to suck and lick all over the spherical surface, gathering as much sweat that he could, doing his best to clean away the film of musk. Covering as much area as he could, Finley eased back and did the same to the other ball, also licking and sucking on it in various places, listening to the dinosaur’s audible reactions.

“Fuck me…” Rex huffed. “You keep that up and you’ll earn yourself a little reward.” His cock was pulsing all the harder and leaking even more large splashes of precum. Coming out like spurts from a fountain, the plentiful fluid was getting all over the floor and oozing over Finley’s shoulder, its own distinct aroma adding to the overall haze of musk. Keeping Finley completely dazed and subservient, the canine started to stroke the cock harder with his lifted hands while licking at the balls more with his bent down head, putting as much effort as he could into both tasks.

Moving back to the other ball, Finley was still exploring. It was so big that there was plenty of area he hadn’t covered yet. Going past the areas he already licked, the canine was stretching his tongue out to collect more of that film, tasting of sweat both old new, leaving that area shining from just his saliva after licking all over. Reaching as far as he could manage while still working his hands on the pulsing cock, Finley had slipped into a trance of sorts, brought about by the satisfying repetition.

“Alright, that’s enough of that,” Rex grunted, his voice coming out a bit strained. All that licking and jerking was starting to get to him. He could feel his aching balls churning all the harder, them getting ready to release what had been left to build up within them for so long… He made sure Finley was putting his full effort and attention on jerking his cock even harder, making the foreskin pump back and forth repeatedly. To the smaller male’s credit, he was doing a good job, working hard to keep the pace even and the pleasure going. On top of that his hands were so warm and soft, lacking the roughness that came with age and years of hard labor.

Just a few more strokes from those hands were all it took. They both felt it in different ways; Finley could feel the even harder throbs and the swelling that made the shaft even thicker while Rex could feel his balls drawing up and his urethra expanding from the amount of backed up cum rushing through the tube all at once.

“Fuck me, here it comes!” Rex snarled, his tone being much deeper and aggressive. Coming from his chest were rumbling growls that sounded more animalistic. All the same, Finley continued to move his hands back and forth, being right in the line of fire. He got to see for himself how the cock’s opening swelled as well. That came just before the first shot of cum was released; coming out with high force and indeed much thicker than the precum had, Finley recoiled and spluttered from the power behind the spurt.

All of that precum paled in comparison to the cum that was shooting from Rex’s cock. This time the substance was shooting out continually, a beam of spunk that came out ultra congealed and searing hot, instantly sticking then sinking into Finley’s fur and clothes, marking him in the t-rex’s ball batter. It was coming out from the huge cocktip like water, ever flowing and splattering all over him. It was cascading down his body, marking his body in its strong scent, its odor sticking hard in his nose, making him feel light headed in an instant.

”Oh yeah! Nothing better than marking some new turf!” Rex snarled. “Keep still, Pup! I’ve got even more for you!”

He thrust his strong hips, making his still-shooting cock rub against Finley’s hands, doing this until his climax was renewed in strength. What came was an even larger and stronger blast of darked colored jizz, absolutely coating Finley’s face and going further to coat the cell wall behind him in a heavy, reeking layer. Finley’s hands, completely coated in the even richer jizz, were moving along with an added smoothness, making use of the mess to take the strain away from himself.

The cum was firing all over, adding to the heady funk of masculinity. The pent up cum left to stew for so long was finally being released, its dark color and added delightful stink keeping the canine absolutely enthralled. In addition to the wall behind him the ceiling was also getting coated in the stuff, which came raining down due to its own weight. The room was becoming messier but also hotter. The heat from the fresh jizz was rising and hanging in the air, forming a fog that made the cell room humid and tainted completely with musk.

All on his own, Rex had released the same amount of jizz of at least ten extremely virile men. Every bit of it came hot, extremely thick and clinging like glue, its strong smell wafting out, adding to the smell already in the air. Finley’s hands had even more on them and the rest of his body. It was seeping through his clothes, sinking into his fur, reaching his skin, making it just as marked as the wall behind him was. Eventually the flow weakened into just a few fat drips before Rex groaned from the immense satisfaction he felt.

That’s when Finley’s senses started to return and he again realized just how wrong this was and the amount of risk this whole thing came with. Before he could even attempt to slip away, the t-rex got a hold on his heavily marked clothing. The hard grip and claws tearing into the fabrics made the canine’s breath catch in his throat.

”Where do you think you’re going, Pup?” Rex asked, his voice and expression had become a predatory grin, his large teeth glinting in the fluorescent light. His other clawed hand was used to slice and forcibly rip the clothing from Flint’s body, gradually making him as nude as the dinosaur.

Both large and strong hands were on him, keeping him in place. With such ease Rex lifted the canine’s stocky body, carrying him to the large prison bed then dropping him onto his stomach, having his rather large ass sticking up. Kept pinned down on the bed, Finley felt the cocktip prodding at his unprepared hole, it getting slathered in a mix of cum and fresh precum that started to leak out again.

”W-wait, stop!” Finley pleaded while he was stuck shoved against the bed, unable to get himself free. “I’m not gay!”

Hearing that Rex blinked and then guffawed. “Not gay?! Buddy, you just licked my cock clean and you’re covered head to toe in my jizz.”

”Y-yeah, but…” Finley stammered. In his mind jerking and even licking had been one thing but this was something else entirely. It wasn’t just the incoming anal penetration but also the sheer size of Rex’s gargantuan cock. There was no way that he could handle something like that.

”Just hold still and take deep breaths, Pup. I’ve stuffed plenty of bitches way smaller than you!” With that being said, the t-rex started to push in, ignoring the smaller male’s squirms and whines. Unable to do anything else but cringe from the strain of his hole getting stretched so far around the entering cocktip. The weight and hard grip on his body ensured he wasn’t going anywhere as it started to go inside of him, bringing even more discomfort and even some pain.

The tip popped in with a loud wet sound, at the same time as Finley’s wide-eyed gasp. That one portion was already being squeezed firmly by the tightness of the canine’s virgin tailhole. Rex grunted because of this and then smirked even more. He was already loving this and responded by pushing even more with greater strength, forcing the shepherd’s ass to stretch out wider around the entering inches.

Finley’s overwhelmed gasps and whines were drowned out by Rex’s dominant snarls, his claws pressing against the smaller male’s skin, making Finley tremble. He just had to remain still while getting his ass stuffed far beyond what should have been possible. The only thing giving him relief was the rich musk still hanging in the air and clinging to the bed’s surface. The smell of the t-rex’s body was deeply imprinted, the product of countless days-worth of collected sweat and other elements.

Settling for the amount of cock currently inside, Rex pulled back and then pushed back in abruptly, using his own strength to force his way through the tightness that put up so much resistance. The canine’s walls were instantly parted, the act causing both pain and pleasure. No matter how much his tailhole clenched, Rex was burying himself further with every thrust, opening up parts within the shepherd he didn’t know he had.

Finley had yet to utter a single word, too overwhelmed by all of these sensations being forced into him, powering through the strong squeezes and clenches. The dog's hole was doing its best to push the intrusion out but was overpowered by the fully engorged hyper-hung flesh. At least there was plenty of precum coming out that acted as lube, taking away only a bit of the overall strain the guard was feeling.

That didn’t actually make things any easier. The stretching just kept coming; from Finley’s perspective it felt as if the t-rex’s cock had an endless amount of length on top of stretching his hole so unbelievably wide. The thrusts were getting faster now that there was plenty of precum inside, coming hard with an even louder and wetter noise. Every time the tip went in deep, Finley could feel his own stomach bulging outwards in time with every push. The loud and wet smacks of the cock going in and out were becoming all the louder as well, along with the reinforced bed’s rhythmic creaking. Somehow the bed and Finley alike were enduring the abuse foisted onto them.

Claws starting to dig into him, making him yell out. Finley knew it wouldn’t be hard for the thrusting best to really pierce his skin with them or drag them down his back, leaving him with life lasting wounds. Fear coursed through him but at the same time there was this kind of exhilaration he couldn’t quite explain. He knew the t-rex was using him for his own pleasure and yet his whole body was tingling from the aching and excitement that clashed within him every time the cock was shoved in.

He couldn’t keep his composure enough to form a word, let alone call out for help. His and Rex’s voices were undoubtedly echoing throughout the section of the prison and yet the others in their cells were keeping themselves quiet. The other guards were spread too far away to know what he was experiencing too, meaning he was all on his own. The moans forced from him and the growls coming from Rex filled the room just as much as the musk did. The smells of sweat, precum, and musks from various parts of Rex’s body were coming from the dinosaur and the bed. The former was grinding the sweat now dripping from his body all over Finley’s back, marking the canine both front and back.

Rex’s still pent up balls were swinging back and forth constantly, pumping more of his precum inside of the other male, filling Finley’s distended stomach further. By now there was so much that the excess was getting forced out, splattering back onto his down crotch and dripping onto the bed’s surface, ensuring there was going to be another layer of musk on top of it all.

Finley’s body was being rocked by the force of the thrusts that were getting even stronger from there, kept close and in the dangerous grip of the much larger male. His body being pushed forwards would make the claws scratch against him, enough to bring a flash of pain but still having yet to actually cut into him. He could feel those supremely fat balls smacking into him, bashing against his own plump backside. The sounds of them connecting were all the louder, echoing down the hall as well.

By now Finley had started to accept that he was being used as a toy, his body was nothing more than a means of getting the prisoner off. Rex was rutting into him relentlessly, keeping up the strength and speed without any pauses. There wasn’t a moment of relief for him; the sensations that came from his all being reamed like this were intense and endless, keeping him reacting in some kind of way.

“You said you’re not gay but I can tell you’re loving it,” Rex taunted as he put more of his body weight down, using the added leverage to thrust in harder still. There was still a portion of the dinosaur’s cock that had yet to breach the aching rim. It seemed that Rex was trying to get those last inches in, pounding with rougher humps that wouldn’t stop. As the sweating reptile was grinding over him, Finley was taking deep breaths, letting out muffled yells that he couldn’t hold back, wondering how he could take any more of this…

“Come on! Open up for me, Pup!” Rex snarled before he slammed in even harder, causing Finley’s rim to spread further around the final inches that were thicker than what came before. From this, Dakota let out a gasp, his body shaking from the flash of pain that coursed through him. His shouts were muffled by the musky bedding and ignored by the cruel prisoner. The next thrust came but there was more - the bending down on Rex’s head and the clamping down of his sharp jaws against the canine’s shoulder.

Still ignoring Finley’s yelps and whines, he kept the bite firm while having nearly all of his cock in. Finley’s body was aching, muscles holding as firmly as they could because Rex was truly pushing him to his limits. But Rex didn’t care. Another hard push, coming from his wide muscled hips, jammed the last of his cock in, making Finley scream out against the bedding but it wasn’t heard because of the bed and Rex’s own reverberating snarl. Every inch buried inside, surrounded by heat and enthralling tightness…it was even better than he imagined it would be.

Somehow Finley’s body was enduring the impossible, his stomach getting stuffed and stretched far beyond its means. His ass was in the same state, still clenching in time with the inserted shaft’s throbs and spurts of precum still shooting out from the fat tip. He was thankful of the dinosaur keeping his cock in place, giving him the time to adjust. Without warning, Rex started up again. This time he made sure that the whole of his cock was getting slammed in, grinding against the surrounding walls that were worn extremely thin, keeping themselves extremely snug around the pulsing monster, its throbs deepening with every pump.

“Rraagh! Here it fucking comes, bitch!” Rex bellowed before making sure every inch was back in, having his balls pressed so closely to Finley’s. The pumpkin-sized orbs were felt drawing up against the much smaller, furrier pair. The extremely thick pent up loads were traveling up the urethra, bulging from so much trying to come out at once, its consistency nearly plugging up the tube entirely. But the pulses and force of the seed coming up behind it was pushing it all forwards and out.

Finley felt it all blast into him at once, coming out in the form of a high powered continuous beam. It came with a rush of heat that grew in strength as more and more of the jizz was pouring into him, quickly taking up the little amount of available space within him. But even then his stomach was further inflating, forced to make even more room for all that was pumped into him. The length of cock and its thickness was keeping him plugged so only a few drops were leaking out past his extremely dilated rim.

The whole world was spinning and his body was spasming without control against these hard pulses that inflated his stomach further, it becoming all the hotter, heavier, and making him clench all the harder against the shooting cock. Kept achingly stretched around the swelled throbbing mast, Finley could still feel the teeth in his shoulder from Rex’s bite, it being soaked with the larger male’s drool as he groaned while shooting his loads.

A hiss came from Finley when the jaws unlatched from his shoulder, the spot stinging but only bleeding slightly. “How does it feel, getting broken in?” Rex asked with his voice full of superiority while Finley was in a complete daze, his body experiencing so much all at one time… That heat inside of him, the overly bloated state of his stomach, and the cum sloshing around inside of it. He could truly feel and see it all as Rex started to rise up onto his feet, keeping a hold on the canine.

”Better get used to it because from now on you’re my personal prison-slut!”

Finley’s eyes widened. He was back to yelping from Rex’s sudden thrust, him picking up where he left off despite cumming so much that Finley was looking heavily pregnant already. Standing tall and holding his new bitch in place, the t-rex was having a much easier time pumping the whole of his cock in and out, using all of the cum as an effective lube to slip in and out of Finley’s depths. As he did so the excess was getting pushed out, splattering loudly to the ground and adding to the heady reek already in the room.

”You’ve got talent too! Still tight!” Rex grunted.

Finley didn’t say anything in response, instead letting out deep sudden breaths in time with the cock plunging back into his stretching stomach. This time he was really able to see just how far his stomach was bulging out, his skin and skin pushed out by the gut-punching tip. By now he was just getting used to this kind of unrelenting, cruel treatment.

“Now you’re gonna see how a prison stud really fucks!” Rex said darkly. The hands holding the canine were gripping harder like before, the claws just short of piercing the whimpering canine’s skin. But that was hardly anything to worry about when the next thrust came with enough force to launch him clear across the room if Rex wasn’t holding him down. He felt the claws running over his skin, causing him a bit of pain that he trembled from. For some reason the constant threat of those tough, sharp claws were making his heart beat with rising exhilaration.

”You’re making a lot of cute noises,” Rex taunted further. Finley’s overwhelmed gasps and whines became something else, noises that were giving away his enjoyment. Like what came before, his moans and squeaks were also being forced out of him. There was no hiding it: he saw stars every time his prostate was punched and rolled over. The slaps of Rex’s balls against him, sending a jolt through his body that was also embraced. He was starting to relish it all. The state of his body, Rex’s raw brutality. How his head was spinning from the feelings both inside and out…all while he was taking in deep lungfuls of the surrounding musk.

“Use your words, Pup! My cock feels amazing, doesn’t it?” Rex asked. “Answer me!” he demanded, giving a powerful thrust that made Finley yell out.

”Y-yes..! Yes!” Finley managed to say. “You’re so big… I can’t believe your inside of me. Just please…keep fucking me!”

Doing just that, Rex rutted his cum-lubed cock in and out of Finley’s gripping hole, keeping him as close as he could be, ensuring that all of his inches were going in every time. His claws scratching against the dog’s skin was giving a little pain to clash with the pleasure, a combination Finley never experienced prior. To keep himself steady, the guard was still taking deep breaths, filling his nose and lungs with the grizzly odor, loving the added rush it was bringing him as well. The smells of dinosaur musk and sweat were heavy in the air and all over him as well; the droplets of perspiration were all getting rubbed into the fur of his back, making him smell more of the beast than himself.

From then on Rex’s mindset was that of fucking a brand new pet more than just some bitch. Every little sound that came from Finely aroused him further, making him want to do even more. He knew the other prisoners were keeping themselves quiet out of fear, not daring to interrupt what he was doing. They wouldn’t say anything about this either. In fact they were likely jerking themselves off to the sounds of him absolutely dominating the canine, flipping his sexuality over entirely.

”You’re gonna keep coming back to my cell. This is your place now, as my trained bitch that’s gonna keep me satisfied,” Rex instructed. In response Finley nodded and clenched his hole down, looking as if he was going to pass out soon. It was a good thing that Rex felt himself getting close as well.

A flurry of brisk, hard thrusts came before Rex pushed it all back in again, roaring out as he came. This time the surges of cum flew from the tip faster but Finley was still getting filled up, with all of it being pumped into his stomach. Kept in the grunting dinosaur's iron-hard grip, Finley had no choice but to ride it out like before. The searing hot blasts of jizz firing into him with so much force behind it. The sheer volume of it was overwhelming him all over again, causing his stomach to inflate even further, making its warmth course through the entirety of his body.

“You cum so much…” Finley panted, watching his stomach grow all the larger and larger still… Its weight was increasing as well, so full of dense and thick seed. His insides were still making room to hold it all, him looking hyper pregnant with a belly nearly the size of his own stocky body.

Just when he thought the flow was weakening, Rex simply needed to thrust and it was renewed, the cum firing out again with its full strength, giving Finley that rush all over again as well. He was actually grateful for Rex’s rough grip, feeling that he would have completely collapsed by now.

”And it just keeps coming out…” Finley panted almost drunkenly, almost not noticing the spurting of his own cock, shooting ropes that was nothing compared to what Rex was letting loose. It just highlighted his overwhelming masculinity further. Eventually the flow and throbs did weaken, leaving Finely to take deep breaths of the musk, and it did quick work to relax him. He looked down at his stomach, heavy and overinflated, holding every drop of the dinosaur’s most recent load.

Taking deep breaths himself, Rex licked his lips and leaned back against the wall, keeping his cock inside of the dog’s tight hole.

”So, what do you think, Pup?”

”That was…unreal,” Finley said, struggling to find the proper words to describe the whole ordeal.

”And you’re still in one piece,” Rex chuckled before giving a firm smack to Finley’s ass. Finley couldn't tell if Rex was expecting that or not. But he didn’t get the chance to dwell on that. Rex was finally pulling his cock free and with it came the deluge of cum, rushing from his hole so quickly, being a rich and supremely sticky waterfall that was adding to the mess all over the floor already.

”Now we made a deal, Pup,” Rex said when he set Finley down onto his shaky legs. “You got me off so I won’t escape. But you better keep coming back or I’m gonna get…antsy. And it’s all gonna be your fault. Got it?”

Finely gulped and nodded, walking backwards and keeping his eyes on the dinosaur that remained in place, smirking as he watched the guard shut and lock the cell door again. Finely felt ready to collapse any moment but he managed to get back to his station. There was enough time for him to get cleaned up and find himself an extra uniform to put on. He knew it was wrong but in his mind he already knew that Rex would be paid another visit the next night…

His colleagues didn’t question it when he asked to be put on the night shift again for the rest of the week. Either they were that eager to not take on the task or they already knew what happened between him and Rex. But if that was the case they would have surely said something? Finley had been pretty nervous to show back up to work, expecting to be found out and fired on the spot…but none of that happened. The night shift was given to him as he requested and that meant more time spent with Rex. During the day he would admire and gawk at the dinosaur from afar and Rex would give him plenty of winks and flex his body just to give the canine a good show. The worst part for the canine was the long wait until the time would come. He had to play his role as a guard and not give away his true feelings for the prisoner. That was harder than he realized because more than a few times the other guards were teasing him for staring but they assumed it was because he had been scared silly by the dinosaur and Finley went along with that, claiming he wanted to personally make sure the t-rex was where he was meant to be the entire night through…

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For the entirety of that week, Finley was willingly walking into Rex’s cell, treating t-rex to the relief that he needed. In such a short amount of time the assuredly straight canine was turned into a desperate needy bottom that couldn’t get enough of the dinosaur’s size and strength. He was getting trained over those few days, making great progress in handling the almighty cock with a bit more ease each time. He was able to truly enjoy himself while getting bashed in two by the log of flesh, begging for even more, which Rex never failed to give him.

“Look at you now. You’re practically swallowing it up. Didn’t take long for you to become a greedy slut, did it?” Rex huffed, his massive body on top of Finley's, having his solid form grinding against the canine’s soft, fluffy back, making sure that it was deeply imprinted.

By now everyone knew what was going on but no one said anything. Rex’s behavior had greatly improved now that he had a means of draining his balls and Finley was just fine himself, always in a good mood and eager to take on the shift that no one else wanted. So it just became an unspoken thing; letting the two have their fun and keeping things running in the meanwhile.

“N-no,” Finley responded. “I can’t get enough of it! It’s just so big!”

His body getting used to the dinosaur’s size meant that Rex could do even more. Coming in hard and fast, the behemoth was rocking the whole bed, making it thump repeatedly against the wall, leaving an indent that was becoming more defined. There was no care about that or what the others were thinking. Prisoners and other guards alike just minded their own business, still being scared of the dinosaur and fearing a similar treatment. They had no idea how a soft canine like Finley could handle his body getting stretched, all the biting and clawing that came with it.

“You know I thought you weren’t going to hold up your end of the deal after that first time. And you just stay so tight! You’re the kind of bitch I’ve been searching my whole life for. Loyal and durable…” Rex praised but his actions were still unrestrained, prioritizing his own feelings. “Push back against it, slut!”

As best he could, Finley started to meet these high powered thrusts by shoving his own body backwards, assisting in getting his stomach to bulge out further when the tip went in. In time with the penetration were the wet squelches of Rex’s cock diving past his gaped rim. He tried to keep time with the t-rex as best he could but the bigger male wasn’t making it easy for him. Rex started to grunt more as the tightness suddenly picked up. Powering through as he always did, he noticed it only happened when he was pushing in.

”Clever…” he said, realizing that Finley was clenching his ass down in addition to moving his body, doing all that he could to hopefully please his new prison stud master. But he wasn’t going to let a load be milked out of him so easily either. Really pushing the dog, Rex changed up his methods, slowing his pace but putting much greater force into it, making sure that his musky length was jettisoned into Finley’s guts.

Making sure that it was known who was in control here, Rex reached out, grabbing something that was also on the bed. It was a jockstrap, enormous in size to fit someone like him and his loins. The garment was discolored from soaking up countless days and nights worth of bodily fluids. He reached out and slapped the crotch part of the garment against Finley’s face, having his muzzle sit right where his cock and balls would usually be while he started to pull on the sturdy band, using them as reigns to keep the dog close and yank his head back if he wanted to.

Finley moaned out instantly as he felt his face getting wet from the dampness left within the jockstrap. The sweat and what felt like some cum getting smeared all over his nose and lips, its sharp taste and delightfully overwhelming odor making his eyes roll and tail wag.

”That’s it! Now getting ready!” Rex said as he put more weight down, all but smothering the canine with his size. Wrapping his other arm around Finley's chest, he used the position and leverage to slam his cock in, making his balls swing harder and crash into Finley’s pair. Now he was truly dominating the other male, who felt like he was in a whole other world of pleasure and sensations. In his nose was the up close stink of the unwashed jock, strong enough to make his mind shut down if it weren’t for the intense shocks getting forced into him. Along with the scents, tastes, and feelings within his ass, Finley was also listening to the sounds of their bodies connecting, the repeated sharp claps of Rex’s muscled hips and his supremely fat balls careening into him. It was loud enough for anyone in the cell block to hear.

Getting more intense from there, the dinosaur’s hips became nearly a blur of motion, his cock steamrolling over all of Finley’s sensitive spots, pushing out more of the excess fluids inside of him, making a mess of the bed’s surface. Both could feel themselves getting close to their respective limits. While Rex’s growls were becoming deeper, Finley’s head was endlessly spinning from the constant musk pouring into his nose and the pleasure that just continued to intensify.

“Ready for it, Pup? Cause you’re taking every drop!” Rex announced.

Coming after the next thrust was the dinosaur’s roar, echoing off the cell’s walls and down the hallways as he reached his peak. His body tensing on top of Finley’s, Rex felt his balls drawing up, carrying his seed to his cock. With each pulse and swell came the expulsion of his loads, coming out in surges that were quick to fill the prison guard up. This time Rex continued to thrust into the hole while he was cumming, milking more from the walls that kept themselves tight. Making sure his cock still reached as far as it could, he was spilling all of it into Finley’s guts, which were expanding to make room for it all yet again.

Grunting, huffing, and even drooling through the pleasure, Rex continued to grind his cock against the snug silky walls, feeling his own cum splashing out from the rim, dripping down the balls they came from. While he was still thrusting, Finley was writhing between him and the bed, letting out a muffled shout as they reached their own climax, marking the bed in their own ropes.

Feeling accomplished, Rex ceased his thrusting but his cock was still pumping his cum. He was panting and sweating heavily, all of it dripping down onto Finley. Eventually the dinosaur heaved himself off, slowly tugging his mammoth shaft from the other male’s insides, listening to Finley’s gasp and thick ‘pop’ of the tip coming free, leaving the hole itself supremely stretched and already leaking.

”That’ll do, Pup. Fun times over for now…” Rex said, as he removed the loincloth from Finley’s face, using the cloth to clean up the mess that was all over his crotch, adding to the jockstap’s messy and reeking state. As he did that Finley grunted and rolled over, looking at the state of his stomach. It was bloated from the loads he had taken but even after taking care of that, there was a bulge that always remained and it was gradually getting bigger the more they did this.

“Guess it’s about that time,” Rex muttered to himself. He then sat down on the bed, which surprised the canine.

”Alright, Pup. Listen up. The reason you’ve been putting on weight is because I’ve been knocking you up. Believe it or not but you’ve got a whole bunch of eggs inside you and they’re gonna be due soon,” Rex explained, his tone and look being serious.

”Eggs? You mean like…” Finley stammered.

”Yeah, and you might need to take some days off work. I know a place that can help you out. They’re gonna take care of you and more,” Rex promised. He reached out and started to remove a brick in the wall, pulling it out and taking something out as well. It was a slip of paper with an address that he handed to Finley. “Here’s the place, and you’re gonna need this too,” Rex said, handing Finley the jockstrap. “You’d better go there tonight.”

Finley didn’t understand it all fully but he trusted his master’s judgement and would do as he said. Requesting some time off and getting off his shift, Finley read the address and got into his car to find it. As he did he felt how big and heavy his stomach was, even after getting the cum out of him. Indeed he looked pregnant, needing to push his seat back to have enough room to drive. Following GPS tracking, he was driving to the other side of the city, into the part more known for its crime and gangs but he decided to go anyway, trusting Rex’s instructions.

He groaned when getting out of the car, stopping in front of what looked like a run down apartment complex. Keeping his senses sharp, he walked up to the front and knocked a few times.

”Who is it?!” A booming voice asked on the other side.

”Uh, my name is Finley and…” the canine stammered but he was interrupted by the door flying open. Standing in the doorway was a huge t-rex that looked a lot like Rex. Similar build, colors, and with the same eye color. There were some differences, the more apparent was him looking younger.

”You must be lost,” the sharp toothed dinosaur glared down at the stranger. “Unless you’re here to get eaten. You have just enough meat on your bones to make it worth my time.”

“W-wait… I know Rex and I…have this!” Finley said desperately, revealing the jock that was still soaked with fresh fluids. He held it up and the other t-rex froze and then started to sniff at the air, then he snatched up the jock, pressing it to his face, inhaling deeply right from it.

”Big Bro…” the t-rex groaned, clearly becoming excited. “H-how did you get this?”

”I work at the prison he’s at…as a guard. I take the night shift and we…” Finley blushed.

”Oh, I see you’re his new bitch,” the t-rex said. And then he got a better look at the canine, taking notice of his swollen stomach. “Come in. Looks like you’re due any minute.”

Finley was invited into the building and was immediately met with other large dinosaurs of various species. They looked at him with suspicion at first but following the t-rex kept them at bay, their distrust turning into curiosity as they also noticed his swollen belly. Just getting around took a lot out of Finley and the weight in his stomach was making itself increasingly apparent.

”In here,” the t-rex said, guiding him into a room. It was pretty ordinary considering how run down the building looked from the outside. From what he could tell, this place was home to a gang of dinosaurs. They made the place their home and base of operations. The guard side of himself was curious to know what they did around here but the pangs in his stomach were more immediate and demanded his attention.

As he laid down on the bed, other dinosaurs were coming in, surrounding him. Not knowing what to expect, Finley braced himself for anything but they started to undress him until he was completely naked. A triceratops was squirting something onto his thick fingers before he outstretched his hand, making contact with Finley's ass. The canine gasped as two fingers slid in right away, feeling around and tracing along his walls.

More fingers were added, smearing the lube all over before the hand reeled back. Finley gasped from the lingering sensations but then yelled out when something else was pushing against his ass. It was the triceratop’s hand still but it was closed into a fish, pushing against his rim. Fresh from getting fucked by Rex’s his ass gave way and allowed the big bulky male to fist him a few times. While he was feeling from the feeling of it going in and out, he could also feel something from deeper inside of him traveling downwards.

The fist was removed and Finley realized that it was an egg, getting coated in the applied fluid, sliding towards his winking tailhole. He grunted, biting his lip as he began to push. Spreading even wider, his ass had to accommodate the egg’s wide circumference, being just thicker than the triceratop’s fist. Even with the lube, the ordeal was taking more effort than Finley would have anticipated.

The egg was sliding further out, making it way past his rim, coated in the fluid, having a musky scent attached to it that everyone in the room recognized and they all shuddered. Finley managed another push, getting the egg to pop out with a wet sound. One of the dinosaurs moved in to catch and place the egg out of the way.

Another was on its way already, following the path created by the first. This one was moving faster and didn’t come with as much strain but Finley still felt his insides getting stretched from the other way this time and shook as the egg slowed right over his prostate, requiring him to push. It was a bit stubborn, sliding back and forth over that spot. That was enough to make Finley exclaim and cum without his cock being fully hard. As he was shooting the ropes of seed all over himself, the clenching of his hole made the egg finally pop out.

The next egg was even thicker, requiring more pushing and it got stuck in the same spot, moving about even slower and needing more effort from him. Grunting and moaning, his cock fully hard by now, Finley could feel the warm and hard surface grinding against his overly sensitive walls. When it got moving again, a rush of pleasure was brought to the canine. His whole body was shaking when the egg came out. Just as it slid past his spread rim, Finley was cumming on himself all over again, even harder this time now that he was erect.

The three eggs were large and their musky scent was spreading all throughout the room, carrying the smell of the one responsible for their existence. There was a palpable excitement felt in the air as well. The aroma of their gang’s leader was affecting all of them. They all watched as Finley continued to lay eggs, his stomach gradually deflating as they came out. They were caught, put aside with the others and admired. After laying the last egg Finley felt absolutely exhausted, panting hard and trembling without control of himself. His insides felt a wreck and he was spent from cumming so many times.

“So it’s finally about time,” the t-rex said. “There was a message written on the jock. You’re gonna help us free my big bro.”

Finley was too dazed to respond, let alone wonder how that was going to happen.

”But for now, we’re gonna teach you how to be an entire gang’s pet,” the t-rex said. The eggs were gathered and he was taking them elsewhere, leaving the canine with the dinosaurs that were all standing around the bed, all smirking and brandishing their huge cocks…