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The cover of night was his best bet; a guise to stalk his current prey.

Seth was hunched over on the corner of the roof, looking like a gargoyle as his eyes stayed on the criminal he was tracking. Trihexa had worked overtime on the investigation, assuring him that this was the man that had done the bank job. As Seth stared at the lagomorph male trying to break into the building, he saw a weird field of rippling energy around him.

"What is that?" He whispered, to not frighten his prey.

It must be connected to his ability to teleport.

"Right. How can I get close to a teleporter?" As Seth plotted his next move, he realized he was already moving. He - or rather his body - leapt from the roof and performed a perfect somersault, landing after knocking the rabbit down between his legs. The big, meaty, scaled legs were standing on the concrete above the scared rabbit, who noticed he wasn't hurt. He looked up at the large dinosaur and was about to curse his ass out before escaping, but a black inky mist suddenly flew into his face. He coughed and tried to fan the mist away.

"Did you just tackle me so you could fart on me? You, nasty freak! You'll regret that!" Escape! He had to get away from this hulking piece of crap if he was to get his revenge. But he remained on the ground, staring up at the grinning black dinosaur that had tackled him. "What's going on? What did you do? Why can't I tel-"

"Teleport?" Seth grinned widely as he asserted, "I took it away from you. But I need you to do something else now."

The rabbit didn't want to show fear to this creep, but it was hard with those cold piercing eyes staring down on him. "Oh yeah? What's that?"

Seth stepped off the ground and stood up grinning at the bunny with a terrifying grin, "Run, Jimmy."

There was a strange sensation in his body and the rabbit leapt to his feet. He wasn't going to let this dinosaur hurt him - or eat him - or whatever it wanted. The fact that it was a dinosaur was enough for him to tuck tail and run - so that's what Jimmy did. He ran away so fast he left the gear and equipment he was using to break into the pharmaceuticals warehouse. Periodically, he'd look over his shoulder and even stop to turn fully to examine his surroundings to make sure he wasn't being followed. He covered his tracks well, like he had been taught to, but eventually returned to the hideout he had come from.

The steel door slammed open and Jimmy shut it with frightened speed, locking it to be sure.

"Hey Jimmy's back! A little early by my calc-!" Jimmy turned around and there his crew - his biological brothers - all staring at him with concerned faces now. The largest one, a tall and muscular brown rabbit moved forward and put a hand on the smaller brown bunny's shoulder, "What's wrong, Jimmy? Are you okay?"

"I didn't get the chems, Paul! Someone was there... he jumped me before I could even break in."

"What'd this guy look like?" Paul asked, already imagining the fun he'd have torturing the guy that had scared his brother so badly.

"He was... a... dinosaur."

"Jimmy, sweetie, are you sure it wasn't some other big species?" Jon spoke up, standing with his hands on his hips in a very effeminate stance, "Dinosaurs aren't exactly plentiful, you know."

"I'm telling you Jon! He was a dinosaur! I couldn't tell what kind though, it was too dark."

Bruce walked up and guided Jimmy to the couch, "We're not trying to say anything against you, Jimmy. Have a seat and take a deep breath." The stocky rabbit helped the lanky brother sit and then sat next to him, rubbing the younger brother's back. Bruce's leather biker vest tickling the other bunny with the furry fringe around the collar. "Whatever this guy wanted, we're glad you escaped. These teleportation powers come in handy, huh?"

"That's the other strange thing. I didn't escape... he let me go. And before anyone says a damn thing... I did my due diligence! I made sure I wasn't followed and double backed on my route to lose him if he was following me. I know what I'm doing, guys. I promise I lost him."

With rehearsed precision, the large roof window shattered with a thick gray fog dropping in from above. The fog descended so quickly that the rabbits had no time to react except to cough and fan the air trying to find clean air to breathe. The fog did seem to be clearing and after a few more minutes the fog was gone, leaving only the shattered window above as a sign that the event had even happened.

"What the hell was that?!" Paul shouted.

Elton Pratt, an average sized rabbit with creamy brown fur spoke up in a calm and intelligent tone, "I don't know what that fog was, but it could've been an attack. I suggest we find a new hideout."

Paul nodded, "Agreed. Everyone grab as much as you can carry and let's find a new place to crash."

The brother set to their task and were so focused on gathering up as much of their ill-gotten gains as each could carry that they failed to notice the door opening. The once locked door slowly gliding open to reveal two large hulking men that stepped inside the building. The rabbits only taking notice when the door was slammed shut. All their shocked eyes spoke of their surprise and sudden fear, but what terrified them even more was the sudden lack of their powers.

"What the hell?!" Mick Pratt screamed, the lithe emo dressed bunny screamed out in panicked frustration, "I can't teleport!"

All the other brothers were thinking the same thing as they stared in fear at the towering men who seemed only willing to offer them smiles. That was until the dark-skinned tyrannosaur looked at Jimmy and winked at him, "Thanks for leading the way, cutie. You boys are going to like your new lives. And before anyone gets angry at little Jimmy. He didn't know that I injected him with my nanomachines... like I've done to all of you. You can't teleport away and right now my lovely little microscopic machines are integrating into key points along your spines so I can induce sleep in your bodies. That'll make it easier for my Queen and I to carry you home. A home, I can assure you, is very much nicer than this one."

"If you think we're going anywhere w-with... you..." Paul started his statement fiercely, but trailed off as his body began sagging into a state of deep sleep. He fell to the ground, still breathing but sleeping. The other brothers followed shortly after, leaving Seth to grin widely at their sleeping bodies.

"You get those four Queen, I'll get the rest."

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All at once the rabbits regained consciousness - as if a switch had been turned back on. They wanted to struggle, wanted to fight, wanted to resist, but their bodies wouldn't move no matter how hard they tried to contest. They seemed to be in a study of some kind, with all the furniture moved out to the walls to make room for them.

"Why kidnap us?" Paul questioned through gritted teeth.

Seth, who was sitting on the edge of his desk in a pair of shorts, simply smiled at the struggling brood. The other dino was there too and wearing his own shorts, the larger male standing obediently by the black tyrannosaur's side. He was so calm and cool as he answered the stern question, "Every king needs his pawns."

The men all looked at each other and realized that they weren't bound in any way. They were all just kneeling in front of the massive dinosaurs that had captured them as if they were pledging fidelity to them. The rabbits also noticed that they were all naked, which made them equal parts angry and confused.

Once again, Paul spoke up after looking at the dinosaurs, "What are you going to do to us?"

Seth grinned widely, his fangs bared as he let his intentions be known, "Oh that's the best part. Raphael and I aren't going to do anything to you boys. You're going to do it to each other. But let's start with a little... reprogramming."

The group of kneeling men all gasped as they felt a new sensation in their heads. It was pain, but there was pressure in their brains. What was happening to them? What were these monsters doing to them? Would they die here? Would the rest of their lives be spent as test subjects?

The first clue about their fate was that every brother was feeling a wave of hot arousal wash over them. Their muscles flexed and teeth clenched as they tried to control their bodies, but it was as if they weren't in the driver's seat of their bodies. Seth watched with amusement as Jon Pratt, the smallest and youngest of the brothers tried to stop his hand from grabbing the cock of his older brother, Ringo. The chubby bunny blushed and tried to push his brother's hand away, but nothing changed. All the brothers were shocked at this, but they were also - excited.

More hands moved on their own until all the brothers were fighting the same humiliation at being forced into this situation. Every passing second brought more embarrassment but also more pleasure and arousal. None of them wanted to like this, but something was changing in them - they had never had thoughts about doing anything like this before.

Seeing the struggling brothers starting to enjoy their humiliation made Seth hot. He looked over at Raphael and beckoned him over, "Put your mouth to work."

Without objection, the giganotosaurus dropped to his knees as Seth's shorts dissolved. In an instant, Raphael had that gray gun in his mouth, sucking hard and fiercely to give his king the pleasure he deserved. The rabbits, having seen all of this, shivered and continued their fruitless struggle to escape. They didn't want to end up as this freaky dino's sex slaves, but to their horror there wasn't much they could do to not end up the same way. In fact, they were already hearing pleasured moans escaping their pursed lips. They didn't want the changes being made to them, or the pleasure being forced on them, but that didn't stop anything.

Seth watched the conflicted expressions playing out across the lagomorph faces. It was fun to see the criminals wrestling with their wants and desires. But Seth still figured that even though he was forcing these rabbits in this lifestyle, that he was still doing good because he was effectively taking eight highly-skilled thieves off the board. Now, he could guide them to use their skills to help people. The thought of forcing these criminals to become heroes was a hot one and Seth put his hand on Raphael's head to push him down further along his cock. A cock that he was making grow inside the wet warm throat of his Queen. "Ahhhh... fuck this is good. But let's step it up, boys."

That statement seemed to carry more weight than it should have. The rabbits stopped stroking each other and instead moved closer together. They shared kisses and gropes and began grinding against each other while still on their knees together. Seth saw the first signs on their outward transformation taking place at this point, making him dig his claws into the back of Raphael's head with a low growl. The long rabbit ears began to shrink down, breaking apart into nothing as their fur seemingly melted away too. Their pink skin only visible for a moment before it hardened and cracked, reshaping into smooth brown scales that grew down from their scalps.

The group of changing men suddenly were overcome with sexual heat and they wanted more from each other than just making out. They broke off into smaller groups, which gave Seth a smile as he knew the show was about to begin.

Paul and Elton had Bono on his back, the slender rabbit had one brother thrusting his hard-dripping cock up his butt while the other brother had sat on his face. The musky scent exciting him and making him moan against the ass grinding against his face. His tongue moved quickly to touch the juicy-looking pucker that teased him so hotly. He wanted to taste it and he clenched his own tight ring around the meat pole rocking his body with firm thrusts. Paul, meanwhile, had grabbed Elton's head and kissed his brother deeply, their tongues wrestling even as he felt a tongue wiggling around his tight back door.

Bruce had pinned the youngest brother, Jon, to the ground and was fucking him hard and fast. He wanted to get rid of these hot flashing feelings of sexual heat as quickly as he could and the best way he thought to do that was grab one of his brothers and pound them like a railroad spike. He couldn't even look at Jon as he did this, so he had turned the smaller rabbit onto his hands and knees, holding his brother's head down. He hated himself for succumbing to his baser instincts - and hated himself even more that with every thrust it was starting to feel even greater than any conquest he'd previously had. The way Jon moaned was even exciting him and encouraging him to go harder - which he did.

Ringo, the chubby brother, had laid down on his belly with the last two brothers, Jimmy and Mick worshipping his body. Mick was on one side, licking his soft chest and squeezing his belly. The transformation was taking effect hard on the chubby rabbit, though. The nanomachines were helping reconstruct his body into a leaner and more muscular frame. But as Mick and Jimmy were licking his fur changing into scales, they didn't notice the changes and just kept worshipping the new muscular, scaled body. Jimmy lifted one of his arms and pressed his lips to the pit he found there, licking the hairless but musky pit with glee. Mick on the other side had begun to grind his cock against his brother's sweaty armpit. His whole body was itching, but his cock felt like it was on fire and grinding against his brother helped some.

Seth was enjoying the show, and the blow job as well. Raphael had really accepted his fate as his Queen and was now not even being suggested to follow his orders - he just did them. As Seth watched the transforming brothers have their incestuous orgy, he had hopes that the new raptors would soon join him. But as he looked at the raptors, the brown body scales growing over backs, arms, and legs, he suddenly realized that he might have a problem telling them apart. He put his mind to work on a way to overcome that while he felt Raphael swallowing his thick cock, his muffled moans matching Seth's own moans.

The room was filled with the sounds and scents of men having hot sex. The brothers going at each other with vigor and desperation. But it wasn't just Ringo's body structure that was changing. Paul was also changing. The tallest and most muscular of the brothers was too busy getting rimmed by Bono that he failed to see himself getting shorter. He was being made uniform with the rest of his brothers, Trihexa having averaged all their heights and weights to make them as identical as possible during the conversion. The process was only halfway done now, but the pleasure was too much for the hot and heated brothers to contain, their climaxes arrived almost at the same time.

Paul and Bono shot they're cum all over the three of them, with Elton burying his hot cum deep into his brother's butt. Jon screamed out and blasted his cum onto the floor and his own face with his head still head down, while Bruce erupted inside Jon's ass, but pulled out to cum across his back as well. Mick watched his cum paint the armpit he'd grinding against, but also aimed at his prone brother's face, while both Jimmy and Ringo covered each other in their cum. The room smelled even lovelier now, but the brothers weren't done.

Now that they were roughly the same size, there was no one that stood out from the group. So, Paul found himself pushed onto his hands and knees with Bono sitting up and getting behind him. Without a second thought, he pushed his wet cock into the slicked-up pucker and started thrusting. Elton did the same to Bono's back door, with Jimmy thrusting into Elton, each brother adding to the chain until all eight brothers were on the cum train. Seeing this made Seth smile as he forced Raphael's head all the way down his cock. The tyrannosaur's hot cum pumped directly into the Queen's throat, forcing him to drink it all down.

Each thrust from behind was met with a moan and equally hard thrust forward. The brothers built up a rhythm that made their moans rise like a scorching fire, their bodies burning in the pleasure. How could they have not done this before? This felt amazing! And they had the tyrannosaurus to thank for showing them this pleasure. They all looked at him getting serviced by the other hunky dino and their mouths watered as they imagined serving the king themselves - but together of course. The transformation had gotten to their bodies, the last part to change was their fluffy little cottontails, which at first shrank into their backs, but all at once a raptor tail exploded from their back brought another hot round of orgasms with them. Each brother filled the other one except Bruce, who had brought up the caboose of the incest train.

Raphael pulled himself off Seth's cock, standing up beside him again. Seth nodded at the crew, "Well done, boys. A good show." The tyrannosaur still hadn't thought up a way to tell them apart though. But maybe he'd figure it out later.

We may have a suggestion about that, Armaseth.

"Oh yeah? What do you have for me?"

During their various crimes which we've been considering while you've had your fun. They refer to each other with code names while in the field - specifically they use gemstones as code names.

Paul spoke up, still clenching on the cock inside him, "That's true." Seth was a bit surprised by the raptor's lack of surprise at the new voice in their heads. Paul, chuckled, "We talk to each other over radio frequencies most of the time on jobs... we're used to hearing voices that aren't our own."

Seth smirked, crossed his arms over his chest, his juicy cock still dripping, "Alright then. I know what to do now." With a bit of concentration, and more direction from Trihexa, the raptors moaned again as they felt their eyes changing color and feathers growing from the backs of their heads and necks. Each set of eyes and feathers were a different color and corresponded to the code names they'd been given by each other. "Your old code names are now going to be your new names. But only in this house. When were in the field, you'll address each other as 'P' one through eight."

"Which one of us is number one?"

Seth sat back down on his desk, looking over the identical freshly-converted raptors. The only difference being their eye colors and the colors of the feathers on their heads and necks. There was nothing distinguishing among them in comparison to each other, which would aid their purpose greatly. "I'll let you boys figure that out. Now, go introduce yourselves to the staff they're be taking care of us after all. They'll also show you to your rooms."

The raptors started filing out calmly; some had smiles others were in deep thought about their new life. But one stopped short of leaving, turning around and walking back up to the tyrannosaur. His voice was low, as if he didn't want to say what he had to say, "Um, Seth..."

"Emerald? What is it?" Seth smiled warmly to dissuade the smaller dino's nervousness.

"I think I should tell you about someone I know. From my line of crimes."

"Right, you and brothers worked different areas of crime to avoid competition with each other. Who is it?"

Emerald shuffled his hands, averted his gaze, and lightly tapped his toe claw against the floor. The brown scaled raptor looked up at his king - his new protector. "Well, the guy isn't exactly from my side of the pie... he's more someone I heard about."

The question had already been asked, so Seth simply raised an eyebrow to encourage the green eyes dinosaur to continue.

Emerald once again, looked at the floor, "I never could talk to anyone outside my brothers about this guy because he was too strong. But you can protect me, right? This guy... he gets his kicks forcing himself onto other guys. He wasn't that must of a threat until he started killing his victims. One night, I was on job and he almost caught me, but I got away. Ever since then, we've been on the move, trying to stay ahead of him. I'm not even sure he's still chasing after me, maybe he doesn't even remember me, but I don't want to take the chance."

Seth sat and listened to the raptor's tale, feeling his sense of justice stirring with the silent voice of Trihexa in his ear telling him what he was hearing was true. Emerald left after that, a little shaken having to admit that to someone who wasn't his blood brother, but he seemed relaxed as if the problem would soon be handled.

"Trihexa?"

I'm already compiling all known information, Seth.

"Good." Seth turned towards the set-up chess board he decided to keep in his office. Each piece representing a different method of taking down your opponent. He settled on the bishop piece; the piece that could strike from any distance away at unexpected angles. "Sounds to me like we have found our first bishop."

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