Chapter 13 – To Hatch a Thief
Zeta Point...A few days later...
In the increased heat and humidity of the nursery room, Rod's vest clung to his body. The oxygen levels were raised to create an atmosphere similar to the late cretaceous and he had to remind himself to breath carefully. Ordinarily, the time each Alpha Gang member who was not a dinosaur could spend in here was restricted and monitored. But today was not an ordinary day.
"It's finally happening," he whispered as he stared down at the large blue egg sitting in the incubator. "It's actually hatching."
The egg quivered and trembled shaking from side to side. The shell pulsed as though being pushed from the inside, but without sufficient force to break the shell.
"Mroo." Terry, fully sized, lowered his head to get a better look, putting the end of his nose into incubator until it was nearly touched the egg.
"Careful." Rod pushed his head away with one hand. "We don't want to crowd the hatchling."
"Mrah." Terry withdrew his muzzle with a grumble.
Blue too was watching, with his claws resting on the sides of the incubator, but head raised so as not to be crowing the artificial nest. As were a few of the human members of the Alpha Gang, though with mixed levels of enthusiasm.
"Ah the joy of new life," said Zander rubbing his hands together and leaning over Blue to get a better look.
"Hey kid, how long is this stupid dinosaur going to take to hatch, we've been here an hour!" exclaimed a bored Ursula, leaning against the wall with her arms folded.
Rod glared at her. "It's not instantaneous. Eggs sometimes take five to seven hours to hatch from the first movements."
Ursula clucked her tongue irritably. "If I'd known it'd take that long. Mycaelis and Blue hatched in about five minutes."
Zander turned to her puzzled, scratching his head. "Actually, didn't blue take thirteen hours to finally get out of his shell."
Rod shot her a dirty look. "Nobody's asking you to be here. All your doing is crowing the hatchling."
"Yeah, but it was either this or help Doctor Z with his latest experiment," Ursula replied. "Which would getting in the way of another big explosion."
As though on que, there was the muffled sound of a BANG from somewhere nearby and the floor shook slightly. Rod reached into the incubator and put a hand on top of the egg to keep it from shaking too much.
Ursula shrugged. "See, what did I tell you!"
The word "FUUUUUCK" drifted down the corridor.
"Rod is right though," came a soft voice from the far end of the room. "There shouldn't be too many of us in the nursery when the egg hatches."
Everybody looked around to see who had spoken. Even Rod, who hadn't taken his eyes off the egg in the last hour, looked over his shoulder. Seth emerged from the Shadows, wearing his usual blank expression.
Ursula, surprised, nudged Zander and asked, "how long has he been back there."
Zander just shrugged.
"I've been monitoring the egg from the computer," said Seth. "The scans and heartbeat monitor indicate that he's perfectly healthy, albeit quite small for his species. This may well have been the runt of his clutch were it still in the cretaceous period. In fact, we're lucky he's hatching at all. Which are thanks to you Rod."
He gave Rod a smile which made him blush a little. "Well, I just wanted to make sure it hatched safely." He turned his attention back to the egg.
Blue gave Seth a moment's glance as though about to say something but then didn't.
"It's important that the egg not be crowded when it hatches," Seth continued. "Ordinarily only the parent dinosaurs are present when eggs hatches and usually only the guarding male."
There was a clicking sound as the first crack appeared in the eggshell.
Rod gave a gasp. "That's the way...Come on, push!"
"What sort of dinosaur is this anyway," asked Ursula, as she finally extracted herself from the wall and tried to get a closer look. With Rod and the two large theropods surrounding the incubator however, she couldn't get closer.
"A Microraptor," said Seth.
Ursula coxed her head and turned to Zander once more. "A what!"
"A Microraptor," Zander exclaimed in response, holding his hand up above his head knowingly. "A small feathered species of theropod, related to the Velociraptor."
It was at that moment when Doctor Z burst in the nursery, followed by Laura and an incredibly dishevelled looking Ed.
"Seth," the doctor boomed as he marched up to the incubator. "You should have told me the Microraptor was hatching today. You know I insist on being present when they're born."
"I was about to call you Doctor," Seth replied. "I just thought it better not to disturb you in the middle of your work. Besides, there is still some time before it's fully hatched."
Doctor Z, not exactly being a man of great size or proportion, squeezed himself around the incubator in between Blue and Terry. Like Terry, he lent down into the incubator, pressing his face close to the egg.
"Grandpa," groaned Rod. "C'mon we've just being saying give the egg some space." He folded his arms and added in frustration, "Okay, now there really are too many people in here."
"Rarrrh," cried Blue.
"Hey, can somebody move over. I want to see too," complained Laura. She was head shorter than Rod or Blue, and unable to see the egg past anybody's head.
Ursula, Zander, and Ed were hanging back, Ursula and Zander seeming more interested or concerned in Ed, who looked as though he'd been caught in an explosion, than a the Microraptor egg. Ed's face was jet black with soot and oil, and his fair was sticking back.
"What happened to you," asked Ursula. She wrinkled her nose at the faint smell of oil coming from him.
"Doctor Z was trying to upgrade the Alpha Controller." Ed sounded a little shell shocked. "And it exploded."
"Doctor," said Seth, tapping Doctor Z on the shoulder to this slight annoyance.
"What is it."
"Might I suggest that we use the parental puppet," said Seth. "To keep imprinting under control."
Doctor Z stroked his bearded and thought for a second. "That's actually a good idea." Then he snapped at usual. "Ursula, you heard him. Go get the puppets."
Ursula jumped. "Uh, right away Doctor Z." She turned to Ed and Zander in turn and shouted, "alright you two. Go get the puppets you nitwits."
"But you're the nitwit he asked," Zander started to protest. He and Ed jumped nearly as much as she had when Doctor Z had given her the order.
"Get going," was all Ursula had to say in response.
It was all that was needed. The other two groaned before traipsing out of out of the room.
[Dinosaur]
Meanwhile…
Above the Alpha Gang base on the island, it was another typical pacific afternoon. The early afternoon sun beat down on the island, without a cloud in sight to block or reflect its days. During this hottest part of the day, the dinosaurs who were out and about typically like to play in the cooler shady parts of the jungle, particularly near the watering hole.
"You sure you want to do this," Mycaelis growled warningly. "You know you're going to lose!"
Danno glowered at him, opening his jaws to flash his needle like teeth at the other theropod. "You talk tough, raptor-boy! Given how quickly you went down the last time. Man, it's going to feel good making you, my bitch!"
Mycaelis scoffed. "Ha. Hey, I'm no one's bitch." He pointed a claw at his chest. "You want to play with me little Dilophosaurs, great I'm rearing to go!" He stretched out his arms and like Danno, flashed his teeth. "Then we'll just see who becomes who's bitch!"
The two lunged at each other in a fury of teeth, claw, and scales. Being in their Chibi forms, and without the use of the Alpha Scanner they couldn't use move cards, or even do much damage to one another with their claws and teeth.
It was a wrestling match from the dawn of time.
A small crowd of dinosaurs had gathered to watch; Spiny, Tank, Speckles, and watching from the banks of the waterhole, Levi. A chorus of raucous and horny cheers, jeers and roars filled the jungle as they egged on the wresting theropods.
"Yeah, pin him, Mykie. PIN HIM."
"Fight, Fight Fight!"
"GRAAAAHHHH!"
"WHOO! Looking' good boys! Woo, show us your cocks! Pound his ass Mycaelis!"
Claws and flippers were pumped into the air and tails smashed against the ground to create a percussing sound. Kind of like a Dinosaur version of applause.
Danno gritted his teeth and dug his foot claws into the soft dirt, pressing back against the weight of Mycaelis pushing against him. The raptor was trying to push him to the ground and climb on top. Danno knew if he could achieve that, it would be almost to get back up, so he was determined not to let it happen.
"Just accept it," Mycaelis growled. "You're a nature bitch. Might as well just forfeit and get that cute tail of yours in the air." To Danno's chagrin, there wasn't even a note of strain in his voice.
"F-fuck you," Danno growled back. "I'm going to put you on your back and fuck the cockiness out of you. I'll make you moan my name to all these dinosaurs here."
"Ha, you talk big. But I can tell you don't have the stamina."
The two theropods could feel the other's bodies against theirs, and under their claws as they tried to grip each other. Each a mass of muscle and scale. The sensation of the other so close against their sensitive skin had the side effect of creating a great deal of arousal in both males. Their throbbing cocks slide from their sheathes, rubbing against the other.
There was a round of hooting from the dinosaurs present.
"Whoo…"
"Go Mykie, Go Mykie!"
"C'mon, work those cock boys!"
Eventually the force of the two Dinosaurs pressing against and trying to grip one another became too much, and Mycaelis and Danno lost balance, falling to their sides. At once, the two fighting theropods tried to climb on top of the other, which sent the pair rolling and tumbling through the dirt. They gripped each other's paws and snapped at each other's jaws in an attempt to get their teeth into the other's long and vulnerable neck.
Their hard dicks pressed together, and against the other's scales, as they scrapped and tussled. Very quickly their fleshy members and scales on their bellies and chest were slick with pre. Soon it was not just Danno and Mycaelis who were aroused; every dinosaur present had their cock out, making no attempt to hide them from the others present.
[Dinosaur]
Back in the Nursery…
The shell continued to crack as eventually the end of a small muzzle protruded through the shell. It's jaws were slightly parted showing a series of small pointy teeth. A wide grin spread across Rod's face as he and the others gathered around lent in closer.
"That's it," he said encouragingly. "Push!"
"Mroo," Terry cooed, while Blue let out a hiss.
"Ah the joy of watching a dinosaur's birth," said Doctor Z happily, before exclaiming angrily, "Where the hell are Ursula and those fools with the puppet."
"Zzzrtt." The Mircroraptor inside the egg started to let out a little squeak as more of his muzzle started to emerge.
"Nearly there," whispered Rod.
"Aww no fair, I can't see," came Laura's urgent voice over the sounds of the Microraptor's cries. Being a head shorter than Rod, she had no way of seeing over the tops of everybody else's head. She was even shorter than Doctor Z.
"Oh, sorry Laura." Rod stepped back to create a space for her beside the incubator and beckoned her over.
"Thanks." She scooted in and like the other put her head down, so it was close to the incubator.
Slowly but surely, the eggshell broke apart, revealing a small, blue Dinosaur chick. The Microraptor resembled the Velociraptor in terms of build, only much smaller. It was bipedal, standing on two large hind legs like a flightless bird and with long forearms ending in two pronged claws and he had a long tail.
But while a Velociraptor is scaly, the Microraptor chick was covered from head to foot in dark blue feather like down and his arms resembled bird like wings adorned with actual blue feathers. There were feathers covering his tail and hind legs as well. His eyes were tight shut.
"cheep!"
"Ah that's so adorable," crooned Laura, beaming almost as much as Rod.
"He's perfect," exclaimed Rod. "Grandpa, what are we going to call him."
At the same time Seth slapped the Doctor on the back and said, "congratulations Doctor. The hatching went off without a hitch. Benkei's perfectly healthy."
Terry and Blue cooed gently.
"Mroo."
"Vraahh."
Rod looked up at his grandfather curiously. "Benkei? When did you decide to call him that, Grandpa?"
"Since we found the egg," Doctor Z replied tartly. "I wanted to save the name as a surprise."
"Benkei," repeated Laura. "That's a cute name. Be-enkei. The-eh." She giggled.
"Cheep." Benkei slowly raised his head, so he was looking over his shoulder. He had been laying in a curled-up position, presumably how he fit inside the egg, with his head resting on his wing.
"Cheep." He gradually opened his eyes and examined his surroundings. Laura was directly in his line of sight. "Cheep." He let out a happy cry, raising his head to get a better view of her.
It was at that moment that Ursula, Zander, and Ed burst back into the room.
"Alright Doctor, we found the puppet," Ursula announced happily.
"Here it is." Zander gestured to Ed, who was dressed in a bizarre outfit.
It resembled a giant hoody, only with a mask covering the opening meaning Ed's whole head was out of sight. On the end of the right arm was a hand puppet shaped to resemble and adult Microraptor.
"Alright little Microraptor, where are you," Ed sang as he made his way clumsily over to the incubator. He managed to knock into Rod, then Blue and then Doctor Z before grabbing the side of the device to steady himself.
Rod toppled right over, falling hard on his backside. There was a sickening crack. "Ouch," he cried in a mixture of anger and pain. "Watch it."
Blue had been sent flying into the Doctor and was now lying on top of him.
"Ugh. Get off of me, you Lizard Lummox," growled the Doctor as he shoved the raptor off him. Zander and Ursula moved to help him, but he brushed them both off and pushed himself up. "Honestly, sometimes I think I would be better off with a pair of blind Stegosauruses and a drunk Titanosaur as assistants than you three. They'd be less clumsy."
"Do you lot mind keeping it down?" Seth added. While calm, there was a definite note of anger in his voice. "There is a hatchling here, so you should show some respect."
Ed wasn't paying attention; he was too busy trying to get Benkei's attention with the parental puppet. "C'mon, over here little errr….Raptor?"
"His name is Benkei," grumbled Doctor Z.
"Right Benkei. Over here…Aww, he won't even turn his head!"
Laura, meanwhile, had turned her back on the incubator to offer Rod a hand in getting to his feet. "You alright?"
"Not really," Rod groaned, as he reached out and took hold of her hand. "Thanks." He gingerly got to his feet, rubbing at the pain in his tailbone. "Man, it would probably hurt less if I did get trampled by a blind Stegosaurus."
It was at that point that Laura noticed it…
"Hey," she said as turned back around. "Benkei won't stop staring at me!"
The little Microraptor had raised his head and was gazing intently at Laura. Every time she moved, Benkei's eyes followed her.
"That's normal," explained Seth. "The imprinting should sort itself out in two or three days."
"Hey Benkei. Over here." Ed continued to try and attract his attention with the puppet, but it was no use. "Uh, still not interested."
"What's imprinting," asked Ursula, which earned her a great groan from the other's gathered.
"Honestly, you call yourselves dinosaur experts," rumbled Doctor Z. "Imprinting is where a newborn chick recognises the first moving creature it sees as its parent. Normally, that is the parent dinosaur, which is why laying and guarding males don't leave the nest. That's why I've been present at the birth of every living thing on this island. They imprint on me, and it helps to build trust."
"It's also why we use the parental puppet," added Seth. "Ordinarily we'd let the other dinosaurs raised the new hatchlings. Benkei would fit in with the raptors, but I'm not sure that'll be possible here."
Benkei was still staring intently at Laura, as she moved back towards the incubator.
Doctor Z folded his arms and scowled. "Well than Laura, it looks like your first dinosaur to take care of. Congratulations."
Laura's face lit up. "R-really? You mean it grandpa."
"If you think you're up for it," said Seth. "You will probably have to keep him with you most of the time for the next few weeks until he matures."
"I can do that," Laura replied excitedly. "We'll be best friends, won't we Benkei."
She smiled down at the Microraptor who responded with another cry of, "Cheep!"
[Dinosaur]
'Fuck...' Danno cursed internally as he drew in deep breaths through his nose, trying to keep his breathing steady. He was spent. No energy left to continue to wrestle with Mycaelis. The two theropods were of similar size and build, but the velociraptor had more stamina than he did.
It was for that reason that Danno found himself now, in the dirt, with Mycaelis on top of him. He was caught in a headlock, which Mycaelis's jaws over his head. He was pinned beneath the velociraptor, with his claws held to the ground and his waist trapped under Mycaelis's legs. He wriggled and squirmed with as much strength as he could muster, but to no avail.
The jeering of the Dinosaurs gathered around them became more and more rambunctious and lewd.
"Oooh he's got you know Dilo-boi," cried Spiny. "You're about to get one hell of a fucking."
"Paint him white with his own cum Mykie," Levi cheered.
Tank and Speckles just let out loud and, to Danno at least embarrassing, hooting and cat calls.
"R-e-a-d-y t-o g-i-v-e u-p y-e-t," came Mycaelis muffled, yet still unbearably smug voice.
"N-never," Danno growled, though deep down he knew it was futile postering.
Mycaelis shifted. He had been positioned to that he was laying slightly on the side of Danno. Now the Velociraptor was directly on top of the Dilophosaurs, their chests and stomachs pressed together. Danno grunted, as Mycaelis's full weight was now directly upon him.
His head was now free of Mycaelis' jaws, but with the raptor on top of him and his arms pinned awkwardly under Mycaelis' claws, he didn't have enough freedom of movement to be able to snap at the velociraptor.
And then, of course, there was his cock. A throbbing erection, covered with his and Mycaelis's pre, and straining underneath the raptor. Every movement from Mycaelis above made it throb with need and sent a shockwave of pleasure through his body. This only added to his feeling of helplessness and embarrassment.
The raptor ginned down at him, an evil glint in his eye. "Alright then, don't say I didn't offer you a way out."
He shifted again, pushing himself further up, and pulling Danno's arms down as he did so. The Dilophosaurs half groaned, half moaned as Mycaelis lined his cock up with his own. The Velociraptor thrust down hard causing their two cocks to smash together. Danno clenched his jaw together to keep himself from moaning too audibly.
His eyes narrowed as he glared up at Mycaelis. "What, you're not going to fu-UCK me!" he grunted and groaned as the raptor picked up the pace, grinding their members together with increasing force. Harder and harder, spending waves of pleasure through Danno's and ultimately Mycaelis's own body.
"I am f-ucking you," Mycaelis growled back, supressing his own moan. "As much as I'd like to cum inside you, I don't want to risk impregnating you. You, Diol-boi, aren't worthy of carrying and laying my eggs."
At this remark Spiny and the other dinosaurs all let out hooting cries and wolf whistles – or at least the dinosaur version of wolf whistling. A chat of "make him cum, Mykie," echoed throughout the trees.
Danno gritted his teeth, willing himself not to cum. Willing his body not to betray. If he could put up some endurance, he reasoned to himself, Mycaelis might release first. But that wasn't going to happen. Mycaelis was the one on top and thus the one with the freedom of movement.
For instance, he could free his right claw from pinning down Danno's arm, pinning it down with his maw instead. That allowed him to use his claw to stroke Danno off, giving his dick a break while keeping Danno constantly stimulated. And also, to claw and rub at Danno's exposed tailhole.
"Graah-Ahh." Danno tried desperately to keep his moaning as inaudible as possible, though it was becoming more and more an effort in vain. His breathing was becoming more rapid as he felt his orgasm building. He was not going to last much longer.
It didn't help when Spiny called out, "Yeah, sing for us Dilo-Bitch."
"D-damn you Myc-aelis," he growled as threateningly as he could.
It was at that point that a loud voice yelled out through the trees, "What's going on here!" At once, all the dinos stopped hooting and looked up, and Mycaelis lifted his head, pushing himself off Danno, though still keeping him pinned beneath his legs.
Danno felt his cock throb as the climax that had been building subsided. But not before pushing the poor Dilophosaurs over the point of no return. Danno raised his head and looked down at his body, to see his now flaccid cock leaking white all over his scales. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me!"
