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[b][u][center]Pinched Poacher

for Nataraj

by Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Rhinos had a reputation for being hard to bring down, but Thomas was used to that. He’d been hunting the beasts for years, and he’d made sure to bring the proper firepower, as well as the right equipment, to make sure that he could keep out of their reach and keep them from getting to him.

Of course, all of the human poacher’s preparations had been against the beasts, not...whatever the things pulling him out of his shelter were.

“Let me go, you bastards! Let me go!”

They weren’t human, or he would have been able to wriggle free of their grip. Hell, he’d broken free of anacondas and gotten away from angry baboons before; people were no problem compared to that. But there was something in their grip that left him unable to get even an inch, let alone a limb free.

They dragged him out of his shelter and threw him into the grassy savannah. He groaned, rolling to his feet, but they were already blocking his retreat routes. And as he got to his feet, he finally got a good look at them.

He could hardly believe what he was seeing. They stood on two legs, like humans, but they were most definitely NOT human in appearance. Sporting rhino horns and with skin as gray, leathery, and platelike as the creatures that he’d been hunting, they seemed to be some sort of cross between animal and man. They wore little apart from loincloths, only some jewelry of skulls and bones around their necks.

And they were glaring at him, most angrily in fact. Thomas backpedaled as one of them approached, reaching for his gun -

One of the rhino men said something, and his gun went flying from his hip before he could grab it. They said something else, and his knife went flying as well. He was completely unarmed when the other rhino-man grabbed him around the neck and lifted him off of the ground, Thomas gurgling from the sudden constriction of his neck.

“All those that wish to hunt our kind must be taught a lesson. There will be no more of this. No more of your hunting.”

“What’s it...matter? You’re on...the way...out...anyway!”

“Only because of you. And now, you’re going to pay the price.”

Thomas expected to have his throat torn out, or at the very least find himself impaled on one of their horns. It would have been the way that their feral brethren would have treated him, he had little doubt. Instead, the one holding him off of the ground growled at him while pulling his clothes off. Vest, ammo belt, shirt, everything was ripped off and thrown to the ground in rags. The sudden exposure of skin to sun made him break out in a sweat, and it was only partly from nerves.

His boots joined his clothes in shreds, and he was left in only his boxers. The rhino-men glared at him still, and he felt not one hand, but two. The second one had come close enough to join in, and Thomas gasped as his last bit of clothing was ripped away, leaving his pale body exposed to the sunlight and to the wild creatures. He blushed in spite of himself, and the rhino-men smirked at him. The one holding him up finally threw him to the ground. Away from his weapons, unfortunately.

“Look at the pathetic human. He thinks that he is master of all he sees, but take away his tools, and he is nothing.”

“You...you creatures are going to get what’s coming to you...I swear, I’m going to bring you down and sell your heads as trophies!”

“Oh, no you’re not.”

One of the men grabbed him by the back of the head, lifting his head off of the ground while keeping the rest of his body flat against it. Thomas groaned as his neck and scalp were twisted and strained by the powerful grip and pull, clenching his teeth as one of the rhino-men stepped in front of him while the other remained behind. The one in front smirked, and flicked at his loincloth.

“You’re not going to take us down, weakling. Particularly not when we’re through with you.”

“Ugh...what are you…” He coughed. “What are you talking about?”

“You can’t be allowed to roam free. But you’re no use to us the way you are now. So, we’ll just have to fix that.”

“You’re not making any sense.”

“Unlike you humans, we don’t have to.”

Suddenly, the rhino-man behind him grabbed hold of his jaws and pulled the human’s mouth open. Thomas gagged and threw his head from side to side, but all he got for his trouble was a sore jaw. Then he froze as the rhino-man in front of him pulled his loincloth to the side.

He had never seen a cock that big in his life. It was mostly humanoid, though with a flatter head than what he was used to seeing. It was thick, though, thicker than four fingers all pushed together, and as long as his forearm. Not only that, but it reeked of musk and sweat, making his head swim from taking a simple breath.

Realizing why his mouth was being held open, Thomas pulled his head back, but it was too late. His attacker’s cock was already at his lips, and it shoved in hard enough that he almost felt like his jaw was popped out of place. It didn’t hurt, but it didn’t exactly feel that good, either, particularly with a sweaty, slick cock running down his throat.

It didn’t get any better when he felt another one rubbing against his ass, and Thomas lashed out, trying to kick the rhino-man away. All he got for his trouble, though, was to get his foot slammed back down into the ground, pinned down by the rhino-man’s leg.

“Heh, better get used to sucking and fucking, human. It’s all you’re gonna be doing by the time that we’re done.” The one fucking his face looked down at the other. “Give him the juice before you take him.”

[i]Juice?[/i]

Thomas had no idea of what they were talking about, but when he felt something slick touch his ass, he tried to look back. The cock down his throat - which was pulsing unpleasantly, he realized - kept him from looking back, but he could feel something cool and smooth sliding into his hole. And then a shudder went through him as a burst of something wet and cold filled him, a tingle running out from his hole to the rest of his body, leaving him almost cold under the savannah sun.

Then it was rudely interrupted by a sudden thrust into his hole, and Thomas was shoved forward, taking more than a few inches of rhino-man cock down his throat, and nearly gagging on it. Something about it kept him from actually losing it, despite having what had to be at least six inches down his throat already, but it was like his body was trying and failing to do it, which was weird.

As he was rocked back and forth - and did his best not to gag and cough and wince as he was used - he realized that something was off. As he looked down his nose, he saw that some of the paleness that he was used to seeing had darkened. His nose was more of a purple gray, rather than a full white, and as he kept staring at it, he realized that it was spreading.

[i]What the fuck?![/i]

It kept pushing up his nose as his nostrils and his lips started pushing out in a rough box-shape that went around the side of his swelling head. He could see his nostrils pushing out, shoving their way up to the sides of the new ‘muzzle’ that he was getting, but that wasn’t the only change. As the leathery looking skin spread over his face, he could feel more weight pulling down on him, and in places that rather shocked him.

The biggest place was on his chest. At first, he thought he was just brushing against the grass, but then he realized that things were actually wobbling there. Wobbling like tits. He didn’t have tits...at least, he hadn’t used to.

The rhino-man pulled out of his mouth, stroking his cock, and Thomas took advantage of the brief lull to look down at himself. Not only did he have tits - and they were definitely big enough to be called tits - but he had swollen nipples, which were growing bigger and more sensitive by the second. The strange new skin had already covered them, and they were still swelling, going well past the human DD range to something utterly obscene.

He groaned as he felt a sudden hard shove from behind knock him to the ground. Against his will, he moaned at the strange fullness in his ass, which was changing from abnormally easy to fully filling. Thomas shuddered as he laid on his new breasts, feeling them smoosh out beneath him even as they continued filling up, growing, pushing him upwards rather than letting him lay flat.

“Look at you. Not even a real human anymore. And soon, not even a man.”

The rhino-men flipped him over, and as he was fucked on his back, he saw what they were talking about. Past his massive breasts, he could see his hips growing outwards, his ass getting bigger and more ponderous as he changed from human to...to something else. But it was the slow disappearance of his cock that was shaking him to the core. He whimpered, staring at it as it went down from seven inches to five, then four, and then three. His balls shrunk almost as fast, keeping up with the decline of his cock and his manhood.

When it slipped inside of him with a strange feeling of being filled from two openings, Thomas realized that he’d become a she. Her body was no longer masculine in any way, and as her new pussy grew in, she shuddered as she felt it start to burn. It had to be a heat; she couldn’t actually be enjoying what they were doing to her...could she?

The thought alone was bad enough, but when the other rhino-man lifted her to her - much thicker - feet, spreading her legs while keeping her impaled on the other cock, she realized that things were going to get much worse.

“No, no you can’t! I’m not a woman!”

“For once, you’re right.”

The rhino-man leaned forward, his cock head against her, grinding against what was rapidly moistening. He smirked at the former human, now nothing more than a hippo.

“You’re our bitch.”

And as he slammed in, Thomas shrieked to the heavens, even as her new, plump body rocked back and forth between the two males, locked in a desperate need that she didn’t want, but had to fill.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]