A change of perspective

A battered and warped sign laid on its back outside the town limits of Hill Brook, its once cheery greeting to travelling visitors was stamped down and dirtied by the mud and foot prints of some gigantic creature that trampled over it, crushed underfoot with the same forethought as a stampeding rhinoceros. Leading into the town where several once lived, now fleeing for their lives in panic, a carved-out path of destruction scarred deep into the small town like the trail of a tornado. Plants and trees scoured of leaves and bark stood stripped of color and life, some toppled over and broken like twigs further on as the scoured path stretched wider and deeper. The grass was picked clean from the lawns with fissures and upturned soil where shrubs and bushes once grew, torn from their roots. Up ahead entire buildings had been smashed and pulverized into rubble; flattened husks of wood, stone and plaster scattered in every direction leading up the path until it came to an abrupt stop near the center of town.

There where the chaos simply ground to a halt stood the source of the destruction, five titanic creatures standing over the remains of one of the buildings they had flattened in their hunger induced rampage. There sat seven eggs the size of washing machines nestled together among the crushed and gathered furniture from the herd of Apatosaurus's. Dropping the couch, he found and nudging it close to the clutch with his nose, Jordon rose up and looked proudly down at the eggs the females laid moments ago, flaring his nostrils with a smiled he turned to look at the rest of his herd mates. With their growth and transformation finally complete their size remained unchanged regardless of how much they ate, but the results of their gluttony had paid off. Now well over a hundred feet long from head to tail they took up as much space as an oil tanker on land EACH! Their tails were heavy and massive, stretching far past them until they thinned out to whip like thinness at their tip, lashing with the destructive **** of a lightning bolt as they knocked power lines down like they were straw. Their arms and legs were stout with fat and muscle, their stomachs round and heavy like an elephant or hippopotamus, but many times larger. Standing fifty feet tall and forty feet wide, their feet were wide enough to flatten a car with their thirty-ton bulk. In the span of one night the former archeologists and students had transformed into massive dinosaurs

But their bodies were not the only things to have changed.

Sniffing the air with his snout Greg grumbled deeply with his throat as he picked up Michelle's arousal, the heifer brontosaurus nuzzling her clutch as her udder swelled with milk to feed her hatchlings when they were ready. Giving him a coy grin, she raised her tail invitingly, shaking her broad hips to taunt him into mounting her wide backside. Smiling back at the challenge he stomped his way around the nest, causing the ground to quake with his mass while he carefully moved behind her. His arousal was already showing; the crest on his head usually olive green like the rest of his skin now flushed red, his erection growing to the size and girth of a lamp post as it bobbed between his towering legs. With a howl that sounded like a whale out of the water Greg raised himself over her hips and penetrated her from behind, the two lost in their shared bliss as he began to buck his massive hips and drive deeper into her. Apart from the occasional grunts and moans of pleasure neither spoke a word. Their minds had grown smaller, prioritized, the memories of their old lives were being drowned out by their gnawing hunger and pulsing arousal. Michelle wailed in pleasure as her forelimbs grew weak, dropping herself forward as Greg continued to drive himself deeper into her, practically climbing over her just to get deeper.

Nearly drooling in lust, the two had only had a single thought floating above the ocean of hormones flooding their minds; 'For the Herd'. The seven eggs sitting safely in the confines of the battered furniture they had collected in the last hour wasn't enough, they had to lay more, many more. Neither could remember or understand if they could lay more after so soon but that wasn't important now, so long as they went into a rut often enough then sooner or later Michelle or the other two females would lay a clutch of eggs from all the effort they were putting into it. Gritting his teeth Greg tensed as he fired off load after load of his seed into her womb, roaring out as he emptied himself into her folds. Raising her neck to nuzzle the bull brontosaurus knotted with her Michelle swooned as she looked over to see the rest of the herd doing the same as them, smiling as she watched Jordan mount Sasha while Cary fawned over the two. Nodding at the sight she nuzzled Greg again, licking his face as he twitched inside her. She hoped his contribution would cause her to start laying, if not? Then there was always next time.

*

Slowly making their way down the road the two lone Apatosaurus finally reached what looked like the borders of the town of Hill Brook, the sight filled Professor Ceril with trepidation as the road tore out into a broken path of stone and debris left behind by his former student’s rampage. By the looks of things there weren't any bodies in sight which gave the old man some cold comfort as the rest of the destruction showed just how devastating they all had truly become. This town was dead! Not a single soul remained in it, every inhabitant had fled for safety and knowing the human mentality alerted everyone armed and willing to fight back once they could. IF they could. At his current size Franz wondered what it would take to actually pierce his olive-green hide, it takes an elephant gun just to wound an elephant simply because the bullets were big enough to do just that. What would it take? A cannon just to stop one of his students? Shaking his head and looking around the path of devastation he turned to Anna who stayed by his side the entire trip. Like him she had fully grown into a brontosaurus adult, well over a hundred feet long and lord knows how heavy they both took up two lanes of road each as they kept their noses up to smell out their class.

By the time they came to the center of town the sight gave the old man a mix of revulsion and involuntary arousal. He had finally caught up with the herd of dinosaurs, the group fallen into a kind of sexual frenzy around a make-shift nest at their feet, oblivious to the new comers as they went at it like cattle in heat. Looking up as he felt the ground shake Jordan spotted the two and smirked, still mounted over Cary as she cried out in bliss the male brontosaurus nearly forgotten how to speak as he turned to Greg and grabbed his attention. "Heh... Looks like old man found us... What you want tiny?" Now looking up with full attention the five dinosaurs raised their heads together like some massive hydra staring down at the whiskered dinosaur stomping up to approach them. "This has got to stop, now! Do you have any idea how much damage you've all caused? Or what danger your all in?!"

Looking to each other in confusion the five snorted with laughter as the threats of their former teacher were lost on them. "You no scare us... We biggest and strongest there is, you too weak and old to stop us!" Stepping back in dismay Franz lowered his head in disappointment, the growth and changes had taken their minds as well as their bodies, no longer capable of rational thought like Anna and himself. Turning his long neck to look his sole pupil in the eyes she too looked at her former friends with dismay as they laughed and stomped their paws at the street below. "It's too late for them professor, we didn't get to them in time." Unlike the herd before her, she and Franz had discovered if they paced themselves they could retain their wits among the rush of hormones that flooded them each growth spurt. Now fully grown she still retained all her knowledge, her memories and persona. But her friends had over indulged and were now close to mindless beasts, laughing at the idea that the humans would come back in reprisal. Finding resolve she looked to her professor and lover and gave him a wink before looking up at her former friends and called out for their attention. "Professor Ceril is twice the bronto you two are! That's why he's challenging you to lead the herd!"

Dead silence reigned over the nesting grounds. "What you say teacher's pet?!"

Stomping forward and snorting angrily at the heifer issuing the challenge Jordan and Greg glared at Anna as she stepped back to stand behind her confused teacher. "You heard me! He can take you both down like nothing just you watch, if he beats you two he gets to lead." Looking to each other with angry frowns the two bulls looked back down at Anna and stamped their feet. "And what we win? What we beat old man?" Looking over to the clutch of eggs nestled around battered furniture and debris Anna closed her eyes and looked back up at the two. "Then you get me, I haven't laid eggs yet." Looking over to Anna to stop her Franz shook his head in worry as she nudged forward to make her stakes. "That's right! The Professor hasn't bred me like you did the others, I'm ripe for breeding, if you win you get me and any eggs I'll bare from you."

"NO ANNA, what are you thinking?!" Looming her face close to nuzzle the old professor she whispered quietly enough that the two couldn't hear. "That's just it, professor, I AM thinking… They aren't. You've spent your whole life studying dinosaurs, you know everything they can do." Breathing deeply Franz turned to face the two bulls and stood his ground, using his long tail to gesture Anna behind him. "Yeah... She's right, I CAN beat you two, you don't stand a chance." Moving back to give the trio some space the rest of the herd moved to circle around the nest while Anna stood further back to give her lover support and space.

Stamping their feet as if readying themselves to charge Greg and Jordan snorted hot air out of their nostrils as the old professor stood his ground and dug his feet in. "Your DEAD old man!" Grinning at the challenge Franz glared right back and stamped his foot once to get their attention. "Funny words coming from the guy who got a nosebleed on the bus ride here."

*

The two called out in blind rage as they stormed forward, the ground shaking with powerful tremors as they stampeded towards the old man, nearly frothing at the mouth at the taunt Greg ran to body tackle Professor Ceril full ****, his mass and speed the equivalent of a freight train as Jordan matched him for every step, the two seconds away from slamming into the old Brontosaurus... Just before he suddenly dropped to the ground and used all his strength to propel himself forward, darting between the two massive bodies as they collided with each other and just like freight trains in a full-on collision tumbled and rolled forward, their momentum keeping them thrashing and rolling for meters on end until they reached a sluggish stop over a hundred yards away. Picking himself up Franz stamped his feet and turned to race up to the two upturned males as they awkwardly tried to pick themselves up. By the time they got to their feet Franz had finally caught up with them and used his stout neck to knock them back down, galloping away as the two behemoths fell back into the mud and stone of the surrounding rubble.

"YOU DEAD OLD MAN! DEAD!!!" Unable to wipe the mud out of his eyes Jordan roared and wailed, shaking his head back and forth just as the shaking quakes of foot stomps came up and passed him by, a powerful strike slamming over his head as the professor's tail cracked down like a bullwhip and stunned the bull outright. With no fight left in him Jordan keeled over and stayed there, his eyes rolling back as he fell **** from the blow, the bulk of his body rippling as he came crashing down. Stumbling over to his feet Greg huffed and puffed as he looked up angrily at the old dinosaur turning to face him down. "YOU NO WIN! YOU JUST OLD BULL, NO FIGHT IN YOU!!!" Stamping his feet and lowering his head to charge again his anger grew as his former professor made no attempts to budge or counter him. Instead he merely stood tall with a smug grin on his snout while turning to bare his flank to the young brontosaurus. "It's a real shame that after all these years you never learned a thing about what we dug up Greg, if you did you might have had a chance against me." Red eyed with rage Greg roared out as he charged full ****, the stone and dirt pulling up with each heavy charging step. Undaunted Franz stood his ground and stared his opponent down even while the ground shook around him, over fifty tones of muscle, fat and rage was bulldozing its way to him with no signs of being deterred. In the background of it all, Anna stood and worried as the whole thing played out in slow motion; A giant animal driven insane with rage and adrenaline moved at the speed of a convoy truck towards her love and mentor, before the collision ever took place a crack of thunder rolled out into the distance as Professor Ceril snapped his tail back and clubbed Greg in the side with enough **** to kilter him off his feet and tumble to a crash like before. His mass rolling and smashing into houses and trees before coming to a stop at what was once a family swimming pool, the indent in the ground enough to halt his crash and destroy the masonry and tile work of the pool, turning it into a muddy crater with Greg at its epicenter.

Breathing hard and too stunned to get up, Greg flickered his eyes and looked up to find the silhouette of his teacher looking down at him, just before another crack of his tail smacked him **** and ended their duel there and then. "Like I said Greg... Real shame..." Turning around and raising his head up he found the others looking at him with shock just as Anna moved quickly to rub up against his side, nuzzling his neck as she traced her lips up his neck to kiss his snout with her own. "I was so worried, thank goodness your still OK." Chuckling despite himself Franz returned the affection of his pupil while the rest of the herd moved up to see the victor. The old professor was taken back as the three massive Apatosaurus females crowded up against his front and flanks, pressing up against him and nuzzling his neck like Anna had been doing. Rubbing her flank against his, Cary moaned as she pressed against his bulk. "Mmm so strong, so big, bigger than those two." Feeling another presence at his side he could see Sasha rub up against him, giving Franz a sultry look as she shimmied her broad hips against his. "Haven't had YOUR eggs yet, maybe have strong clutch."

With his long neck tangled with three females vying for his attention Professor Ceril could only laugh as he kept his wits about him, even with the raging hard on being triggered by their scent. Looking forward he smiled as Anna still stood in front of him, rolling her eyes as she turned around and presented her rump to him, raising her tail to give him access while the others pled and begged for a romp with him. "Sorry ladies, like I said I haven't had any eggs yet, and I've already picked who's I want." Breathing in the flowery scent of her estrus Franz groaned as he looked back at her smirking snout. "Go ahead love, you're the head of the herd now, which means you get first pick." Needing no other goading Franz stomped up and mounted over Anna, his tree trunk thick maleness penetrating deep into her folds as the others pouted and cried out behind them. Finally letting himself go loose the bull Apatosaurus grunted and moaned as he bucked and thrust into his pupil and lover, the female moaning and calling out as he drove deeper into her. The others still flanked him as he mated Anna, licking and biting his neck and shoulders as he drove deeper. By the time he reached his peak he winced as he let loose and erupted into his mate, her head rearing up to nuzzle against his cheek as his seed flooded her insides.

"I love you Professor Ceril, it's a shame it took me to put on a few tones to get the confidence but... I'm yours... Now and always." Nuzzling her back as he continued to twitch and jolt inside her the two dinosaurs stayed locked in ecstasy as the rest of the herd swarmed for their turn. "Franz... Just call me Franz now Anna... I'm not a professor of anything anymore..." Gasping as she felt a pressure build in her core Anna dislodged herself, biting her lip as she felt his length slide out of her. Even with him no longer deep inside her the pressure continued to build. "Well then 'Franz' keep the ladies busy, will you? I... Oooh... I have to DROP off something." Leaving her lover to fend for himself among a throng of **** females Anna waddled over to the nest of eggs and turned to squat over the circle of battered furniture and plaster. Even as she began breathing to stay calm she looked over and smirked at the new herd leader being overwhelmed by potential lovers. "Maybe I'll share him... If I'm in the mood... And if they ask nicely..." Her musings cut off as soon as the pain rocked through her, the pressure building to a crescendo as her folds spread to give room for her first exiting egg. Gritting her teeth and breathing short breaths she cried out as her cunny was painfully stretched and a shelled object clacked against the clutch of other eggs in the nest. Groaning in pain she stood there, pushing with all her might as another refrigerator sized object left her, followed by another. With a final gasp of relief her fourth and final egg fell next to its siblings in the nest, turning her head to look down at her babies she breathed slowly to regain her strength while smiling down at her babies. Counting the lot in total she smirked when she found she had the most eggs out of the entire clutch.

Hearing Franz yelp and call out her name she decided to break up the rabble before they toppled over her man, snapping her tail like a thunder bolt she stole the lady’s attention and steered them away, nuzzling up to the old dinosaur while the rest continued to offer themselves to the lone male still conscious after the fight. Looking back at the trio and her mate she whispered into his ear, something lost on the rest of the herd as Franz's eyes shot open and his member twitched at her words. For the next few hours well onto the setting daylight the battered and ruined town was filled with the haunting mating calls of the giant dinosaurs as they welcomed their new additions to the herd.

*

3 months later...

Professor Malory panted as she wiped the sweat from her drenched brow, looking up with a dirty gloved hand to guard her eyes she looked up at the hot sun beaming down on her and the dig site her team was working on, the Montana day light was bright but not so hot that she needed shade every minute to keep from enduring sunburn, the occasional autumn breeze made staying out in the dirt rather comfy. "Hey, did you hear about the herd of Brontosaurus moving into North Dakota Professor?" Asked one of her students currently sifting through the dirt with a chicken wire mesh frame. The young girl had her hair tied back and covered with a wicker hat she bought at a souvenir shop on their way to this quant dig in the middle of nowhere. Chuckling to herself the forty something woman dusted her hands and stood up with a huff as she went to grab at a bottle of water nearby. "Who hasn't? And they're Apatosaurus Tammy, they stopped calling them Brontosauruses after other genus were discovered." Shrugging her shoulders as she kept sifting dirt the young student continued to chat as her teacher took a swig of cool water in the hot sunlight. "Still where did they come from? It's like they just popped out of nowhere a month ago and started wandering around the country side."

Gasping from the refreshing sip, Professor Malory smirked as she redid the cap on her jug. No one knew what to do when overnight a herd of dinosaurs showed up and smashed up a small town in Utah, oh sure the government stepped in to blast them to kingdom come but when they got there the whole lot were as tame as a bunch of cows standing over armed mice, eventually after a few rallies and bills passed thanks to petitions from various research and wildlife conservations they decided that the whole group of dinosaurs would be put on observation as a rare species. Chuckling to herself the woman laughed at the joke of dinosaurs put on the endangered species list as she kneeled back to the dirt and started digging again. "Well Tammy last I checked they had each of the animals tagged with trackers to keep check on where they head off to just in case they stomp into another town, funny too since they've never set foot in one after the Hill Brook affair."

It did seem like odd behavior for the woman, from the news reports and testimonies those animals pretty much rampaged through two towns and ate everything that had leaves on it, then out of the blue the big one with whiskers took charge and started dragging them around the open fields and away from civilization. Granted whenever a curious reporter or paleontologist would try to get close enough a couple of the males in the herd got protective and looked like they were going to attack them, that is until the old one brought them back in line with a stamp of his foot and a crack of his tail. Out of all of them the old looking one seemed the friendliest of the bunch, it didn't even flinch when animal control tagged him with a tracker like the rest. Even the female at his side was tame, there were even hilarious photos of her stealing an apple from one of the animal control personnel. That went viral on the web in hours.

"Did you see the photos of the baby dinosaurs? They're so cute!" Rolling her eyes Professor Malory looked her student dead in the eye with a scrunched look as she put her trowel and brush down to cross her arms. "You're the only one here who would think an animal the size of a sedan would be cute, CUTE is something small and fluffy you can hold in your hands like a rabbit or a hamster... What's with you kids today?" Going back to work she looked over to the rest of her team as they helped dig and sift away at the bones she and the others had surveyed weeks ago. Well into autumn there were more petitioners to come out for digging now that the weather had gone from broiling hot to just plain warm. Her dozen or so students and team diggers worked tirelessly to clear the sand and rock away from the bones of five triceratops discovered on their first outing in the Montana plains. Wiping her scalp again the Professor smiled down at the wide sunken skull she was unearthing with her course haired brush, taking extra care with the nasal and eye socket to avoid damaging the specimen.

As the team dug one of the students yelped as his hand sunk into the hard earth between the bones he dug away at, pulling his arm back the young man looked down at the hole he made, calling over his teacher as the others gathered to look at the discovery. "What is it Sam? What did you find?" Picking herself up Professor Malory dusted her knees and ankles off, stepping over to the gathered bunch around the small fissure between the rib bones of one of their specimens. "I don't know Miss, but it looks like it goes down for quite a bit... You don't think we're in danger, do you?" Kneeling to look into the small hole all she found was darkness until she waved over a pen light from one of her students. "Don't know for sure Carl, it looks like... Is that oil?" Sitting back to look at her team the others began to chatter and whisper at the prospect. Shaking her head, the Professor pulled off her hat and began to chuckle at the discovery. Looking back down and trying to make the hole bigger the woman smiled to herself as she looked at the small pond of black viscous liquid under her feet. "Real shame Professor Ceril and his team disappeared, he would have loved this!" Breaking more of the dirt out of her way the earth began to shake as the sound of bubbling liquids churned under their feet, just as a geyser erupted from the small hole and coated the entire site in the black substance.

The End?