random fanfics I made

Omen, the sleek black theropod with a serpentine head and armored back, peeked out from behind a cluster of dense ferns. His violet eyes, the only vibrant color on his otherwise shadowy form, studied the scene before him. The enclosure, a vast space that was to be his new home, was already occupied by two other females: a majestic Spinosaurus Ino, her scales a dull brown with subtle yellow highlights, and a T-Rex named Rexxie, whose fiery eyes hinted at a spirit that matched her crimson-tinted skin.

Rexxie and Minus were huddled around the meat feeder, tearing into the fresh carcasses that had been provided for them. The sound of their teeth ripping through flesh filled the air, a primal symphony that seemed to resonate with the very earth beneath their powerful feet. Ino, on the other hand, gracefully approached the water feeder, her long neck extending to pluck a wriggling fish from the surface with the precision of a ballet dancer. Her eyes, a stark blue, flickered towards the newcomer, but she remained focused on her meal.

Omen couldn't help but admire the contrast between the two females. Rexxie's muscular backside flexed as she ate, the power of her hind legs apparent with every movement. Her tail, a powerful counterbalance, swished lazily as if to say she owned the space she occupied. Meanwhile, Minus' tail remained still, almost a mirror to her stoic demeanor. Her body was slender, almost dainty, in comparison to Rexxie's robust form. Yet, there was something about the way she moved that spoke of hidden strength and agility, a coiled spring waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

But it was Ino's plump, chubby rear that truly captured Omen's attention. There was a certain allure to her size that seemed to radiate comfort and fertility. Her tail swished more vigorously as she sensed his gaze, sending ripples through the water that reflected the dappled sunlight. Ino's ass was a testament to a life of abundance and strength, her extra weight not a sign of laziness, but of resilience and the ability to thrive. Omen felt a strange, inexplicable urge to be near her, to claim her as his own.

Moving with a grace that belied his size, Omen approached the water's edge, his eyes never leaving Ino's figure. He was careful not to startle her, his movements calculated to be both non-threatening and alluring. His long, slender neck curved elegantly as he leaned closer, his nose brushing against the scales on her flank. She looked over at him, the blue in her eyes flashing with curiosity and perhaps a hint of annoyance at the interruption to her meal.

Ignoring the low growl from Rexxie, who had noticed their exchange, Omen took a step into the water, the cool liquid lapping at his feet. He knew that Rexxie's territorial instincts were strong, but he also knew she wouldn't risk a confrontation unless he made a move on her or Minus. Ino, however, was another story. She was the prize that no one had yet claimed, and he was determined to be the first.

With a swift motion that belied his size, Omen mounted Ino, his muscular body pressing hers against the water's edge. Her surprise was palpable, the splashing of water and the sudden shift in weight causing her to stumble slightly. He wrapped his powerful forearms around her midsection, his clawed fingers digging into the flesh beneath her scales, a silent declaration of his intent. Ino's eyes widened as she felt his hot breath against the back of her neck, and she let out a low, guttural moan that seemed to echo through the enclosure.

The tip of his member, a monstrous thing that seemed almost too large for the slender frame it was attached to, nudged against her entrance. Ino's body tensed, unsure of what was happening. Her squeaks grew louder as Omen pushed forward, the pressure building until he broke through her barrier. She trembled, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins. The sensation of being filled so completely was overwhelming, and she could feel her belly distending with every inch he claimed.

Omen's voice, a deep rumble that seemed to shake the very air around them, whispered into her ear, "Good girl, take Daddy's seed." It was a strange, almost endearing term coming from such a creature, and Ino felt an unexpected warmth spread through her. Her body began to relax, and she leaned into him, allowing him to claim her fully. His movements grew more insistent, the water around them churning as he thrust deep and hard.

Minus and Rexxie, their meal forgotten, stared at the pair with a mix of shock and fascination. Rexxie's jaw hung open, her eyes wide with astonishment. She had never seen anything quite like this before, the sight of a creature so much larger than herself being claimed by the newcomer. Minus, on the other hand, watched with a more analytical gaze, taking in every detail, every movement, as if she were trying to understand the dynamics of this sudden mating ritual.

Omen, noticing the attention he was receiving, took it as a challenge. He began to thrust faster, his hips pistoning into Ino with a ferocity that made the water around them froth and bubble. He knew that by claiming Ino so openly, he was sending a clear message to the other females: he was not only capable of taking what he wanted but also eager to share his prowess. His autistic mind was focused solely on the task at hand, the sensation of Ino's tight embrace around his length sending waves of pleasure through his body.

Minus and Rexxie watched, their expressions unreadable. Rexxie's fiery eyes narrowed, the muscles in her jaws tensing as she ground her teeth together. Her instincts told her to challenge, but she was wise enough to know that the odds were not in her favor. Instead, she decided to observe, to learn from this new creature and perhaps use that knowledge to her advantage later. Minus, ever the strategist, studied Omen's technique, her eyes flicking over his form, noticing the way his muscles flexed and the precision of his movements.

Omen's teeth found purchase on Ino's spine fin, gently biting down, and she let out a high-pitched squeal that pierced the air. The pain was a surprising turn-on for her, sending a shiver down her spine that only served to heighten the pleasure. Her body began to respond to his, her hips moving in time with his thrusts, her tail swishing in a silent invitation for more. The water around them grew murky with sediment as their passionate dance grew more frenzied, the splashes echoing through the enclosure like a mating call.

With a flick of his powerful tail, Omen wrapped it around Ino's thick tail, pulling her closer, his movements becoming more demanding. The feeling of his tail muscles tightening around hers sent a jolt of excitement through Ino's body, and she could feel her climax building, a crescendo of sensations that seemed to coil within her like a spring. Her tail responded in kind, wrapping around his, the two of them locked in an intimate embrace that was as much about dominance as it was about pleasure.

Omen's eyes gleamed with a chaotic mischief as he whispered into Ino's ear, "Who's your daddy, Ino?" The words were a taunt, a challenge that resonated through her very soul. She knew the answer, could feel it with every thrust, and yet she hesitated to give him the satisfaction of hearing her admit it. Her body, however, had other ideas, and she found herself moaning, "Daddy, oh Daddy!" as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, her legs buckling beneath her weight.

The sound of her voice, filled with a mix of passion and submission, was music to Omen's ears. He bellowed in triumph, his voice echoing through the enclosure. "That's right, baby, scream it louder! Let them all know who's claiming you!" He pushed deeper, his movements more forceful, his need to hear her submit growing with each passing second. Ino's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a scream that was equal parts pleasure and pain, the sound reverberating off the enclosure's walls.

Rexxie and Minus couldn't tear their gaze away from the spectacle. The sight of Omen's powerful hips driving into Ino's plump body, the way the water splashed around them, was more mesmerizing than any meal. Rexxie's drool dripped from her jaws, the scent of arousal thick in the air. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions: anger at being so blatantly disregarded, curiosity about this newcomer's prowess, and an undeniable spark of desire. Minus, on the other hand, remained stoic, her eyes flickering with interest, her mind racing with questions.

As Omen pushed into Ino's womb, the sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before. His thick, fertile sperm filled her in a way that no other male ever had, stretching her insides and marking her as his own. It was a claiming so primal, so overwhelming, that she could feel it in her very bones. Her body responded instinctively, her own juices mixing with his, creating a potent cocktail that promised new life. The pressure grew with each pulse of his member, his hot seed filling her to the brim and then some, spilling out of her and into the water around them.

Ino's legs quivered, and she let out a whine that was equal parts pleading and needy. Her eyes, wide with a mix of fear and lust, searched Omen's for any sign of mercy. But the black theropod was lost in the throes of his own pleasure, his pupils dilated, his teeth bared in a feral grin. He showed no signs of stopping, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm that seemed to speak of an insatiable hunger for her. His tail tightened around hers, his claws digging deeper into her flesh, holding her in place as he continued to flood her with his essence.

The pressure grew unbearable, and with a final, desperate squeal, Ino's body convulsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. The world went dark as she passed out, her body no longer able to process the intensity of the sensations. Her muscles went slack, and she slid from Omen's embrace, landing in the shallows with a splash. He paused, his chest heaving with exertion, watching her with a sense of triumph. He had claimed her, made her his in the most primal way possible.

Omen's gaze shifted to Rexxie, who was still watching them with a mix of shock and envy. She had seen his power, his dominance, and it had stirred something within her. He knew that she would be his next conquest. With a graceful step, he pulled out of Ino's limp form and approached Rexxie, his member still glistening with the evidence of his claim.

The fiery T-Rex was still dazed from what she had witnessed, and she didn't even resist as Omen rolled her onto her back. Her eyes searched his, a silent question in them, and he met her gaze with a smug look. He knew what she was thinking: why her? Why not challenge him? But his actions spoke louder than words. He was the alpha now, and she would submit or be forced to.

With surprising gentleness, Omen pushed Rexxie's powerful legs up to her chest, exposing her most vulnerable spot to him. Her fiery eyes narrowed, but she remained still, her breaths coming in ragged pants. The scent of their mating filled the air, a potent mix of lust and dominance that had the other dinosaurs on edge. Rexxie's tail swished in agitation, but she didn't fight as Omen positioned himself between her spread legs.

Her fiery eyes met his violet ones, and she knew that this moment would define her place in their hierarchy. She had always been the strongest, the one who decided who was worthy of her attention, and now she was pinned beneath a creature she had underestimated. The realization made her stomach clench with a mix of anger and excitement. Her instincts screamed at her to buck him off, to prove her dominance, but something held her in place. It was a strange mix of curiosity and fear that kept her compliant as he nudged her entrance with his still-hard member.

Omen pushed into Rexxie with a maddening slowness, his teeth grazing her neck in a display of possession. She felt the heat of his body, the roughness of his scales, and the unmistakable power behind his every movement. With each inch he claimed, she could feel the walls of her vagina stretching to accommodate his monstrous size. It was agonizing, but she remained still, her muscles quivering with the effort of not fighting back. The pain grew with each thrust, but she gritted her teeth, determined not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her whimper.

As he filled her completely, Rexxie's eyes grew wide with the realization of just how trapped she was. The way his body fit hers was like a perfectly crafted lock and key, his size and strength leaving no room for escape. She felt his tail coil around her own, the gentle squeeze a silent promise of what was to come. Her body was his plaything, and she had no choice but to submit to his will. The feeling was both terrifying and exhilarating, a heady mix of fear and desire that she had never experienced before.

Minus, the sleek and cunning Indominus Rex, watched the scene unfold with a knowing smirk. Her eyes glinted with amusement as she took in Rexxie's predicament. She had always known that the fiery T-Rex had a soft spot for power plays, and here it was on full display. Her own body was tense with excitement, her breaths coming in shallow pants as she took in the sight of the two larger predators locked in their intimate battle of wills. Her thoughts raced, wondering when her turn would come, and how she would fare under Omen's insatiable appetite.

With a sudden burst of speed that belied her slender frame, Minus lunged forward, pushing Omen with all her might. Caught off guard, the black theropod stumbled, driving his entire length deep into Rexxie's waiting embrace. The fiery T-Rex's eyes went wide with a mix of shock and pleasure as she felt him fill her completely, the sensation of his cock stretching her to her limits sending a shiver down her spine. Her fiery eyes met his violet ones, and for a moment, she thought she saw a flicker of surprise in his gaze before it was replaced by a smug smirk.

Rexxie's squeal of protest was muffled by the water and Omen's weight, but her message was clear. She didn't appreciate being used as a pawn in Minus's games, but there was something thrilling about the sudden shift in dynamics. It was a power play that she hadn't anticipated, and it sent a jolt of excitement through her veins. Her hips bucked upward, meeting Omen's thrusts with renewed vigor, her body betraying her even as her mind reeled.

Minus watched from the side, her eyes gleaming with a cunning light. She knew that she had thrown a wrench into the works, and she reveled in the chaos that ensued. The way Omen's eyes snapped to hers, the sudden tension in his body, it was all deliciously thrilling. Her own need grew with every moan that Rexxie couldn't hold back, her body practically begging for her turn with the alpha male.

Omen's hips jerked forward, driven by the sudden force from Minus. He grunted in surprise, but quickly regained his composure. His gaze never left Rexxie's as he began to thrust in earnest, using Minus's assistance to drive deeper and harder into the fiery T-Rex. The water around them churned violently, a testament to the power behind each motion.

Rexxie's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and confusion as she stared at Minus. "What's your game, you sneaky little bitch?" she roared, her voice a thunderous echo that resonated through the enclosure. Her powerful jaws snapped in Minus's direction, the challenge in her tone unmistakable.

Minus, unfazed by Rexxie's display, let out a low chuckle that was almost a purr. "Oh, Rexxie, don't be so dramatic. I just wanted to make sure our new friend here knew what a good sport you can be when you're properly... motivated." Her slender body weaved closer to them, her tail flicking playfully at the water's surface. Her eyes, a piercing green, danced with mischief as she leaned in to whisper in Omen's ear, "Make her really squeal, Daddy. Show her who's in charge now."

Omen's grin grew wider, his teeth glinting in the dappled sunlight. He took Minus's words as a challenge, his strokes becoming more fervent, more demanding. Rexxie's protests grew more desperate, her whines and squeaks a symphony of passion and anger that seemed to fuel his drive. He watched her face contort with each thrust, the fiery T-Rex's pride battling with the undeniable pleasure that was building within her.

Her hips bucked upward, trying to throw him off, but Omen was too strong. His clawed hands held her in place, his tail wrapping tighter around her own as he pinned her to the wet earth. The water around them grew murky with sediment, their combined weight creating waves that crashed against the banks of the enclosure. Rexxie's breaths grew ragged, her eyes never leaving Omen's as she fought to maintain control.

"P-please, stop," she choked out, her voice a mix of anger and desperation. But the words were barely a whisper compared to the roars of passion that had filled the air moments before. It was a stark contrast that didn't go unnoticed by Minus, whose smirk grew wider.

Omen's grin remained in place as he leaned down, his teeth grazing Rexxie's neck. "What was that, baby? Did you say you wanted me to stop?" His tone was mocking, his every movement calculated to push her buttons.

Rexxie's eyes narrowed, her fiery spirit refusing to be so easily quenched. "N-no," she panted, her body trembling with the effort of speaking, "Don't stop, Daddy. Just... just be gentle, please?" The word felt strange on her lips, foreign and yet oddly right in this moment of vulnerability.

Omen chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that resonated through Rexxie's body. He leaned back, his hips pulling almost entirely out before slamming back into her with a ferocity that stole the breath from her lungs. The suddenness of the motion, combined with the sheer depth of his penetration, forced a guttural scream from her throat. It was exactly what he wanted to hear, and his grin grew even wider as he did it again, and again, each time drawing a new, more desperate sound from her.

"But Daddy wants to hear you squeal, baby," he murmured into her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. He knew exactly where to hit, how to make her body respond, and he used that knowledge ruthlessly. His strokes grew faster, more erratic, and Rexxie could feel the beginnings of a climax building within her. It was a feeling she had never experienced with such intensity, a mix of pain and pleasure that had her body writhing beneath him.

Her pleas for mercy grew more desperate with each thrust, her voice rising in pitch until it was almost a constant scream. She could feel the tension coiling within her, a pressure that was both terrifying and exhilarating. Her tail thrashed in the water, sending sprays of water into the air as she fought against the overwhelming sensations. Her eyes searched his, begging for release, but all she found was a cold, calculating hunger that seemed to feed on her suffering.

Omen's strokes grew rougher, his teeth digging into her neck, drawing blood that mingled with the salty water that soaked them both. His hips slammed into her with a ferocity that had Rexxie seeing stars, her body shaking with each impact. Yet, even as she begged, her hips rose to meet him, her body betraying her mind's desperate pleas. Her muscles tightened around him, her orgasm building like a crescendo that seemed to have no end in sight.

"Daddy, I'm gonna pass out, I can't take it, ah!" she screamed, her voice a mix of agony and ecstasy. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her body quivered as she felt the precipice approaching. It was a sensation that was both terrifying and exhilarating, and she knew that she was utterly at his mercy.

Omen's chuckle grew deeper, his strokes growing even more powerful. He knew he had her, could feel her body clenching around him as she b