Disturbance In The Paddock
Disturbance In The Paddock
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Warning- This story is of an adult nature. It contains rape-sex between a dinosaur and a horse, death, and other adult themes. Please do not read this story if you are under the age restriction for your area or are offended by any of the above, discontinue reading. This story is Copyright of it's author.
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Rachid's stomach grumbled for the third time in the hour. He had not eaten for some time, and the seven-foot dinosaur was having to force himself forward, step by step. If things continued like this, he could die, like the many animals he had savagely killed and eaten. Having only recently emerged from a large jungle on the outskirts of a large country town, he was being extra-careful not to be seen by any of the natives. The humanoids in the region would just love to have him killed, as his attacks had not gone completely unnoticed in the area. Not to long ago, a cat farmer had witnessed him running back to the jungle, having just eaten several of her sheep. He knew the townsfolk would still be after him, ready to kill him the moment he was finally captured. But his hunger had driven him from his home in the jungle, and he now creep towards the town. It was about twelve thirty in the afternoon, and he hoped that the townspeople would all be at home, having lunch. 'Lunch' _ Rachid thought, '_If only I were so lucky.'
His head suddenly snapped upright as he stepped on a dry twig, which crunched loudly. Whirling around, he saw that the noise had scared a rabbit out of hiding. He lept after it, any food being better than none. His hunger spured him on in the persuit of the rabbit. The rabbit suddenly veered. Rachid followed gracefully. Finally, in one last burst of speed, he snatched up the rabbit in one large paw. Without looking it in the eye, he dropped it into his open mouth, and swallowed it whole. It kicked slightly on the way down, but Rachid was so used to this that he bearly felt it. Finally he felt the small mammal drop into his stomach. Encouraged slightly, his stomach no longer paining him, he turned back towards the town. His face immediately fell. Two lions, with bows and arrows slung over there backs, where looking at the ground, on the path the rabbit had followed. Any second now they could look up and see him. He was a fair distance away, but he was unmistakeable among the plains. Desperate for a hiding place, he flung himself at a large clump of bushes. He peeked out through them and saw the hunters rise up and point at where he had previously been standing. With a jolt he realized that they had probabily found his footsteps! But no. Rachid breathed a heavy sigh of relief as the two hunters instead started following the rabbit's footsteps. They walked pasted him, and he prayed that they would not turn around, as they would see him if he did. Fortunately, they seemed to be interested in nothing but the rabbit trail, and begain to follow it towards where Rachid had caught it. They seemed to dismiss his trail as an old one, and he did not blame them. His footsteps were very light, and only left tiny marks on the ground, despite his size. Waiting until it was safe to dash towards the town, he rushed forward, ducking low in case on of the hunters turned around.
They must not have. He reached the outside of the humble town with no further hassles. Deciding that this area of town was to populated, he sneaked around to the side of the town. He grinned as he realized what it was he saw before him. A pair of horse paddocks side by side, with solid fence all around, and an barn, seperating the two. He stared, and realized that you could not see into the other paddock if you stood in one of them. He crept to the very back of the paddocks, where there was a long line of tall hedges, perfect for hiding. He found a good spot, and crouched behind the bush, peering over the top. In the left paddock there was one female horse, and in the other, two males. As he watched, a cat farmer approached the paddocks, and pulled out a set of keys. Rachid watched as he opened the barn, went inside and returned a short while later with some large bales of hay. He through the largest into the females' paddock, and through the remaining bundles into the males' paddock. Then he locked the barn again, then left, walking down the road and out of sight. Rachid looked everywhere he could. The streets were deserted, there were no nearby houses, and all the horses were contentedly munching on there large baled of hay. Perfect. Perfect kill, perfect getaway. Rachid decided he would attack the female, as it would be easier than defeating the two large males. He moved to the side slightly, so that he could watch the female from behind, while staying completely out of sight from the males' paddock. He decided to bide his time for a few minutes before attacking, and simply watched.
His watched in growing interest as the minutes past. Every time the female flicked her tail to swat away flies, Rachid got a perfect view of her vagina. As she flicked her tail more and more, Rachid stared more and more hungrily at her. Suddenly, he felt something. He looked down, and saw that his massive cock had fallen from it's sheath, and now drooped limp between his legs. As he watched her more, he felt his cock become more and more erect. Finally, it was fully erect, and throbbing longingly. A massive three-and-a-half feet long, and four inches wide, it speckled as a stream of precum began to pour from it. Rachid looked at it, then the horse. Surely there was no way it would fit? Then he began to ponder that it would matter anyway, as he would kill it straight afterwards. Finally, he decided he would do it. Stroking it slightly to make sure it stayed erect, he began to straighten, but he quickly ducked again as the horse glanced over it's shoulder. Had it seen him? No. It turned back and continued eating from it's bale of hay. Rachid straightened again and steped towards the paddock, gracefully and silently he lept the fence, and approached the horse. Unable to control his lust any longer, he rushed forwards and grabbed it's thighs. The horse jolted and tried to run, but it was held hard in place by Rachid's strong hands. Not hesitating any longer, Rachid forced his cock into the horse as hard as he could, making the horse cry out in pain. Rachid placed a hand over it's mouth to stop any further cries, and started thrusting. He had being close to right, his emormous cock was putting unbarable strain on the unfortunate horse. Struggling as hard as it could, it tried to wriggle away, but still Rachid's strong claws keep their grip on it's flesh. The tight feeling around his cock was unbelievable. His feelings grew and grew, the horses constant struggling increasing his pleasure, until he could hold it no longer. He came. Jets of cum sprayed out of him, filling the horse to the brim. He thrust one last time as the last of his cum dripped from his cock, and the horses body finally succumbed to the strain, and her vagina burst. The horse gave one last painful jolt, and fell limp around Rachid's cock.
The last of his cum expelled, Rachid felt his cock slowly soften, and he pulled his cock out of the horse. The body of the horse collapsed as he pulled his cock out, and fell to the ground, lifeless. Rachid grinned widely. A perfect kill. He bent down and brought his head back, then thrust his sharp teeth into the horse chest. He felt still blood around his jaws, and bite down, bringing up a large chunk of the horse's flesh. He chewwed on it eagerly and swallowed, then bite out another chunk. The horse's ribcage was now exposed, and he reached down and pulled them apart, enjoying the felling as he felt them snap in his hands. He reached into the horse's chest and pulled out it's heart. Snapping the red and blue connections, he hurled it down him throat, feeling it plunge into his stomach. He continued to devour the carcass until all that remained were bones and a few intestines which Rachid did not like to eat. He slashed the sides of them, however, spilling the contents onto the grass. Finally, he stood up and looked around. He estimed that his attack had taked twenty or thirty minutes. He had to escape now, before he was seen. Vaulting out of the paddock, he turned and ran towards his home, deep inside the jungle. He hoped he would not have to emerge again for a long time. But, on the other hand, was or was not that the most satisfying kill he had ever made?