Night's Light by “bya”

A lone bowling ball traveled down a freshly waxed lane making a low rumbling sound as it rolled toward its target. It curved slightly, banking due to the spin expertly applied to it. Seconds later a loud crash echoed through the room as the heavy resin ball collided with the arrangement of pins knocking all ten of them down in one shot.

“Haha, bang!” A middle-aged businessman said as he pumped the air in celebration before turning back to his friends from work who cheered him on and invited him back to the scoring table for another beer.

The sounds of bowling balls crashing into pins lit up the game room almost in a perfectly timed pattern as each player took their turn, however elsewhere in the building a much different and more constant sound could be heard. Unlike the collision of the balls and pins these sounds weren't mechanical, but digital. The bleeps and buzzes of the most popular arcade games provided what amounted to a constant wall of noise. Interstellar pilots shooting at invading aliens, karate masters throwing expert kicks, and the medieval weapons of barbarians clashing together rang out seemingly at random as the games' action picked up.

One particular game that had just arrived at the arcade was winning the most attention from the crowd however, and right now a skilled player was itching to enter his name at the top of the high score list. The player, Shoji, had spent the majority of his 11 and counting years obsessed with video games. His fascination started when his father passed down to him an old but still enthralling game console when he was just starting school so he would have something to potentially bond over with the other students. The plan had obviously worked because now several times a week Shoji rode his bike down to the local arcade to meet with his friends and spend all of their allowance money seeing who was the best at every game that was available.

Fixated on the game, the dinosaur boy gently bit his lower lip as he handled the cabinet's joystick and tapped the fire button narrowly missing an enemy. First place was within reach and a jingle sounded from the game signaling that a bonus item had appeared somewhere. This was it, Shoji's heart raced as he made a dash for the collectible but in his haste stepped right into the line of fire of a nearby enemy. It happened in less than a second. The screen flashed white, his player character disappeared and lost his last remaining life. The dreaded “GAME OVER” text scrolled up onto the screen as a somber fanfare played.

“Aw, man...” Shoji muttered as he let go of the arcade joystick and sighed. His friends laughed and jeered at him for choking at the last possible moment. He still entered his name on the high score list but for now the boy would have to settle for second place.

Despite his mess up Shoji still triumphantly took a bite out of the slice of pizza at the table where he'd left his backpack and followed it with a swig of highly caffeinated fountain soda.

“I got next!” One of Shoji's classmates said as he approached the cabinet and dropped a coin into the front mechanism.

Suddenly an audible sharp beep began emanating from where Shoji was standing. The boy stopped what he was doing and checked his wristwatch, pressing a couple of buttons to silence the alarm.

“Uh oh,” he started. “I'd better get going. I don't want to get home late.”

Ren, another one of Shoji's friends who was sitting at the table helping himself to another slice of pizza, booed the sentiment. “Don't you at least want to finish the pizza with us?” He asked.

“Yeah, but, my parents are out of town and it's just my sister at home. You know how she is.”

“Oh,” Ren responded. “Yeah, your sister is kind of a jerk,” he said with a laugh.

Shoji rolled his eyes and laughed in agreement. “Well, I'll catch you guys in school Monday! See you later!”

The young raptor collected his backpack and waved goodbye to everyone as he walked out of the arcade in good spirits. His mood soured as he approached the bike rack and saw the state of his and everyone else's bikes, however. Somebody, probably one of the high schoolers Shoji thought, had unscrewed the valve caps on the tires of his bike and they'd gone flat while he was inside. Shoji angrily huffed as he unchained his bike and collected a couple of the caps that were sitting everywhere on the ground around the rack. He looked down the road at the bright lights of the gas station parking lot ahead of him before glancing back down to his watch. He had no choice, he was going to have to walk his flat-tired bike down to the station, fill the tires back up at the air pump around back, and then hurry home and maybe he'd skate in right on time.

The process took a little longer than Shoji guessed and as he mounted his rejuvenated bike he took off toward his home pedaling as fast as he could. He'd made it about a third of the way home before he started to realize that getting there before the top of the hour seemed impossible. There was an option though, a shortcut through a large vacant wooded property. He'd been through there several times before but that was during the day; it was dark now and the only light there would be the one on the front of Shoji's bike. Cutting through the woods felt somewhat dangerous but Shoji knew that it was the only feasible way he'd make it home in time, otherwise his older sister would surely rat him out to his parents and he'd risk getting grounded again.

As the trail through the vacant lot approached Shoji took a deep breath before cruising off of the pavement and into the darkness, branches cracking and grass rustling behind him as he went. The entrance into the woods was a little narrow but once you were in it opened up a bit and wasn't as claustrophobic. The boy let out a sigh of relief as he neared the open area. Behind him he could hear a low rumbling, something that sounded like it was coming from up in the sky. He glanced up to see if there was an airplane passing him by but instead was greeted with nothing but an open sky full of stars. The sound didn't stop, however. It was increasing in volume and as it picked up in intensity it turned into something of a whooshing and buzzing sound. Curiously, Shoji craned his head around everywhere but still didn't see anything until a glowing red light darted in his direction quite a way up in the air but still far too low to be an aircraft. Before the boy could react to what he saw he was blinded by a sudden and incredible white light. He felt himself lose control of his bike, but he didn't hit the ground. To the boy he just went cold, out like a light.

An indeterminate amount of time passed. Shoji stirred, feeling dizzy and lightheaded as he fluttered between being half-conscious and passed out. He realized he was laying on his back and it didn't feel like he was on the ground in the woods, he was laying on something quite hard. He shifted slightly but felt as though he was restrained somehow. He slowly tried to open his eyes but he found that he was extremely sensitive to the light and it triggered an immediate headache. The boy was aware in a very vague sense that he wasn't where he thought he was but his mind was too cloudy to string his thoughts together into a coherent narrative. Suddenly though, he heard people talking. They sounded close, but they were speaking a language that he did not understand.

Standing on either side of Shoji, who was actually laid out on something resembling an examination table, were two beings. Superficially, their appearance resembled Shoji's race quite closely, but there was still much about them that would appear very “alien”. They looked like raptors in a general sense but their bodies were slimmer and their eyes larger and a shade of deep blue. The two persons consisted of a male and female, each wearing a sort of body-fitting uniform whose design was somewhere between military and scientific. A third being, wearing a more ornate uniform, observed from a neighboring room, separated by a pane of glass.

“Is this one suitable for our experiment?” The observer asked in the beings' language, his voice seeming to come from a loudspeaker somewhere in the room.

The male in the room, revealing himself to be the scientist, looked over the unconscious boy silently for several moments.

“Well?” The observer pushed.

“I can't say for sure,” he answered. “He seems a little young. Is there a chance that perhaps we--”

“We won't get another opportunity for a pass like this for quite some time,” the observer interjected. “You know how significant of a risk these attempts are, correct?”

“Yes sir,” the scientist hastily said with a nod. “But if we could just maybe procure a subject just a couple of revolutions--”

“Do I need to repeat myself?” The observer asked, cutting the scientist off again.

“No sir, it's just that--”

“There is a very small window where this process is a success. We know from previous tests that the more time a subject has had to mature the less likely we are to succeed. Continue with the experiment. That's an order.”

“...yes sir,” the scientist replied.

The scientist looked to his assistant and nodded toward the examination table. As they approached Shoji the scientist reached into one of his uniform pockets and withdrew a pair of gloves and stretched them over his hands. As he stood at the side of the table he reached down to the boy's neck and gently pressed his fingers against its side for a few moments checking his pulse. The sudden touch roused the dinosaur but only just barely, he was able to register that something – or someone – was touching him, but again as he laid on the table he struggled to connect the dots. The scientist didn't even notice that Shoji's eyes briefly and barely opened for a moment as he was watching what his assistant was doing at the prep table.

The assistant turned back toward her partner with a glass canister in her hands. Contained inside of it was a thick rolling pink fluid. Both ends of the container were capped with a metal tool, on one end of the device was a plunger and the other a blunt syringe needle a few inches long. She locked eyes with the scientist for a few moments with neither one speaking aloud, their concerned expressions pretty much saying everything that needed to be said. Eventually, the assistant handed the device over to her partner and watched as he readied himself to start the experiment under the watchful gaze of the authority figure in the next room.

The scientist placed his empty hand down on Shoji's lower belly, the sensation of touch again just barely bringing the boy out of unconsciousness. This time however, Shoji noted that he was feeling this sensation directly on his skin. Wasn't he wearing clothes when he crashed his bike? Before his slowed mind could figure things out his dulled senses felt the touch move down to his groin and gently hold his soft member. The few synapses in his brain that were awake fired off a sense of panic as he realized he wasn't outside, he was naked, and something was touching him in a very private place. Ultimately though, he was powerless to do anything; he was sedated and too weak to move, let alone speak or even open his eyes.

A few moments later Shoji felt something cold and firm touch the tip of his shaft, the end of the syringe that the scientist was holding. The boy winced as he felt the cold metal object dip into the slit of his boyhood and begin to slowly slide inside. The needle was lubricated and wasn't very thick but it still filled out his urethra and stung a little as it spread him open. The needle didn't have far to go until it passed the base of his shaft to whatever lay behind. Shoji felt the intrusion slowly come to a stop as the head of his member pressed up against something hard, the end of the canister.

In his daze Shoji thought that was the end of whatever was happening to him, though a few seconds later he began to feel a dull warmth building in his balls as the contents of the syringe were gradually injected into him. It was nothing at first but quickly started to climb as the thick pink fluid poured into his undeveloped testicles and filled the boy's sex organs with DNA-mutating alien hormones. Shoji could only whimper to himself as his tender orbs swelled to contain the mutagenic formula being introduced to them feeling as though they were radiating heat as his sack stretched to contain its rapidly changing cargo. Eventually, the sensations grew too intense for the boy to handle and he passed out entirely, losing consciousness while the two scientists carried out the rest of their experiment.

More time passed. Shoji stirred, the boy again sensing he was laying on his back. This time however he was able to move slightly and writhed a bit as he gradually came to. He opened his eyes slowly, the light of the room he was in hitting him and making him wince reflexively but not in a painful way like before. His eyes traced the ceiling above him, it was a plain metallic surface with two flat embedded lights. He looked around the room he was in and noted that it loosely resembled a patient room in a doctor's office or hospital. He had absolutely no recollection of the experiment that had been done to him just prior. Furnishings in the room were incredibly sparse and limited to some empty shelving and some cabinets that doubled as a countertop. A single door acted as both an entrance and an exit. There was also a bed, which Shoji realized he was laying in. It was moderately soft, and there was a blanket covering him. He could feel the blanket touching his skin and discovered he was mostly unclothed save for his underwear which felt tight on his figure. He glanced over to the cabinets and noticed that his backpack, clothes, and shoes were sitting on top of them. His things were here, but where exactly was “here”?

Suddenly, the faint sound of air hissing out of something filled the room, and the door slid open to the side. Standing part of the way behind the wall was one of the dinosaur-esque beings from earlier, though this was the first time Shoji was able to actually see them and get a good look. He was about as tall as an adult of Shoji's race and like the scientist and assistant wore a greyish uniform that largely clung to his thin figure. His skin was a dark green, a little darker than Shoji's, and outwardly he closely resembled the people the boy knew back home. The proportions of the being's body were a little off, however; it was hard for Shoji to put together in his head but the uniformed person's appearance looked a little softer and rounder, his head was less angular and sharp than Shoji's for example. The being also had a tail too but it wasn't as thick as what Shoji was used to seeing, even with the variance among the people he knew this person's tail seemed much too thin and perhaps a little longer overall. The person looked familiar, recognizable even, but the young dinosaur was still on edge as he had absolutely no clue where he was and had yet to figure out what was even going on.

The being in the doorway looked at Shoji before turning to the side and saying something in the same language that was spoken earlier that the boy couldn't understand.

A second being stepped into view that Shoji recognized as a woman based on her figure. She was dressed differently from the other person though; rather than a whitish-gray uniform she was wearing what looked like a yellow body suit that clung to her form tighter than the scientist's outfit. The suit covered her arms and legs while leaving her hands and feet exposed, had a sort of turtleneck wrap covering her neck, and a tube of fabric that hugged around the first foot or so of her tail.

The two beings exchanged words for a few moments before the woman stepped inside the room and the door closed behind her. Shoji nervously eyed the being without saying a word.

“You're awake,” she said, now speaking the language Shoji knew. “How are you feeling?”

“Wh-who are you? What is this place?” The boy replied, stumbling over his words.

“My name is Lalvaath,” the woman said with a smile, her voice adopting a warm and soothing tone. “Right now you are on our vessel, a great distance into the atmosphere surrounding your home.”

It took Shoji a second to process what was being said to him.

“...a ship? Are you an... alien?” He finally asked.

“I believe that is the word in your language, yes,” Lalvaath responded with a nod. “But you are also an alien to me too.”

Lalvaath approached the bed as she spoke, causing Shoji to recoil and scoot toward the wall.

“It's okay, I am not going to hurt you,” she said reassuringly as she sat on the edge of the mattress.

“What is your name?” She asked.

“I'm Shoji,” the boy responded.

Lalvaath nodded in acknowledgment, extending her hand out toward the young raptor. Shoji eyed the being's hand and slowly reached out and held it in his prompting the woman to gently squeeze it and smile.

“Why am I here?” He added. “Can I go home?”

“We will take you home soon,” she answered. “There is something you and I must do first, however.”

“Huh?” Shoji said, puzzled.

“You've been chosen to help us with the advancement and proliferation of our kind. For a great long time, I think your word is millennia, our races have developed alongside each other. Every few planetary cycles we return here in search of candidates that will help us continue our evolution.”

“I don't understand,” the boy replied. “How do I help you with that?”

“Don't worry, it's very easy,” Lalvaath said, pausing slightly. “Tell me, Shoji, what do you know of the reproductive process?”

“The what...?” Shoji said shaking his head slightly.

“Hmmm, I'm sorry. I know I am likely being verbose. I am trying to remember the words that your kind uses. Intercourse? Breeding? Is that what you call it?”

“O-oh... that,” Shoji said feeling his face flush as memories of him and his friends jokingly watching scrambled adult television channels came to his mind.

“I don't know,” he added. “That's a... grown-up thing.”

Lalvaath smiled again. “That's okay, you are still quite young after all.”

As Lalvaath spoke she grabbed the zipper tab at the top of her suit under her neck and started pulling it downward. As the zipper rolled along the curves of her figure the suit began to give way at either side opening up slightly and hanging loose. When it reached her navel Lalvaath stopped and let go of the tab. With her suit now open the woman's cleavage and space between her breasts was visible as was the noticeably lighter skin of her chest and belly, a different shade of green than the rest of her body.

“Have you ever seen a woman's body before, Shoji?” Lalvaath asked once she noticed he'd been staring at her.

“O-only in pictures...” he responded nervously.

“So you know a little bit,” she responded with a nod.

Lalvaath took either side of her open suit in each hand and pulled the halves aside, fully exposing her naked breasts to the boy. Her endowments seemed quite normal for a woman, ample but not large like the kind Shoji had seen on the covers of swimsuit catalogs or in the sparingly few pictures clipped from dirty magazines. They hung down a little to either side on her body now that they were no longer contained by the suit she was wearing, each one marked with a dark green nipple. Shoji's eyes widened as he watched Lalvaath disrobe, though he still didn't really know what he should be doing at the moment.

“Would you like to touch me? It's okay,” she said warmly.

Shoji cautiously closed the distance between him and Lalvaath on the bed and slowly began to reach out toward her chest, but stopped as he got close. Lalvaath gently took hold of the dinosaur's hand and moved it onto her breast. Shoji gasped as his hand met the woman's body, her skin feeling quite soft. It felt like his, just different somehow. More pliable, perhaps a tiny bit rubbery even. He cupped her breast and very gently squeezed it in his hand feeling Lalvaath's soft flesh fill out his palm. His other hand joined his first on Lalvaath's other breast exploring their fullness and softness more eagerly now. As the boy fondled the pseudo-dinosaur's body she reached out to touch his and gently ran her hand down along the back of his head.

After several moments of handling Lalvaath, Shoji stopped as he turned his attention down to his groin. His member felt hard but his underwear were strangely super tight to the point they were uncomfortable. Shoji pulled the blanket aside to look but as his eyes met his crotch the boy gasped. What was usually just a small little bump in the fabric was now a much larger and very significant bulge, the shape and outline of his rapidly hardening member very easily defined.

“Wh-what? What happened? What's this??” He asked, a tinge of panic in his voice as he glanced back over at Lalvaath.

“The experiment we performed on you came with some physical changes to your body. An enhancement of sorts, in order for you to suit our needs.”

“Experiment?” The boy asked. “What did you do to me??”

“In order to successfully crossbreed with our race we had to alter your body's reproductive organs to make them produce a more complex and potent seed. Here, let me show you.”

As Lalvaath spoke she reached her hand down toward Shoji's crotch. The raptor resisted at first, turning away a bit, but ultimately relented and allowed the woman to touch him. Lalvaath slid her fingers under the elastic band of Shoji's underwear and lifted them down causing Shoji to shriek at what he saw. Out from under the garment the boy's member flopped into view. As the organ jutted out from his crotch he guessed that it had to be at least six inches in length. His gaze quickly looked beyond his shaft however as he also realized his balls had grown in size too, his sack now about as large as a grapefruit.

“It's... big,” Shoji said, his voice trailing off.

Lalvaath moved her hand from the boy's underwear to his erect shaft and wrapped her fingers around it, stroking it from base to tip once.

“Ah!” The raptor said as he squirmed in place, his member throbbing in response to the touch.

“Does it feel good?” Lalvaath asked.

“Kinda,” Shoji answered. “It tingles, it's kinda weird... why did you do this to me?”

“I suppose it is time for you to see,” Lalvaath responded as she stood up from the bed.

The alien dinosaur unzipped her suit the rest of the way down to her crotch, pulling her arms out of its sleeves in the process. She pulled the suit down like a pair of pants and stepped out of it, revealing her to only be wearing underwear beneath it. She looped her thumbs into either side of her underwear and pulled them down, removing them too, before sitting back down on the bed and moving to its center. She rested on her rear sitting up slightly, propped up by her elbows. Her tail ran down below her slightly ajar legs making her slit and tailhole visible.

“Come over here,” she said with an inviting smile.

Shoji obliged and shuffled across the bed, his underwear coming off in the process. As he crawled across the mattress Lalvaath motioned for him to get right up close to her until he was sitting in a kneeled position, one leg on either side of her tail as it ran underneath and behind him. The boy's gaze slowly switched between Lalvaath's face, breasts, and between her legs. He couldn't focus on any one thing, it was all alluring to him in a way he didn't quite understand. A light surge of adrenaline rushed through Shoji's body. He was getting excited. For what though, he didn't know.

Lalvaath ran one of her hands down to her slit and stroked its opening a few times.

“I want you to put your maleness inside of me now,” she said.

“...in there?” Shoji asked, looking down at the woman's slit.

“In there,” Lalvaath said with a nod. As she spoke she used her fingers to spread her slit open just a bit, enough to reveal its pink inner flesh.

Shoji straddled Lalvaath's tail and leaned forward a bit, reaching down with one of his hands to push his member down and point it at her opening. As his tip met her folds he pushed his hips forward causing the head of his shaft and the first couple of inches to slip into her. Shoji's eyes widened, the raptor gasping as he felt Lalvaath's canal tease his enlarged boyhood. The boy whimpered as he let himself fall forward, the rest of his shaft plunging into the alien. Shoji's heavy balls rested on the base of Lalvaath's tail as he began instinctively thrusting his hips, moaning with every pass of his member.

“You young ones sure do learn fast,” Lalvaath said, laughing to herself as she admired Shoji's virile eagerness.

Shoji roused himself back into a kneeling position and looked down at Lalvaath's crotch, watching his rod disappear into her over and over again. Each time he fully hilted her he could feel his shaft flex and throb in response, muscles he didn't even know he had. One of his hands idly found its way back up to Lalvaath's breasts and he cupped it in the palm of his hand squeezing it gently.

Lalvaath sighed and arched her back against the bed a little bit in response to the boy's exploration of her body. Given her role as a surrogate sex was just something that came with her service to her crew. There was never any real spontaneity regarding intercourse for her, but that didn't mean she didn't enjoy the process a little bit. Her suitors were pretty much universally inexperienced in the ways of sex due to the fact that it was forbidden for the men of the ship's crew to sleep with the surrogates, but Lalvaath found pleasure in the knowledge that she was the “first time” for so many curious young men. The eagerness and slight roughness of someone like Shoji, who was just discovering the pleasures of sex for the first time, satisfied her in a way one of her crew mates likely could not.

“L-lalvaath...” Shoji muttered out, “something feels kinda funny...”

“That's a good thing,” she answered with a smile, “it means you are close to breeding me and completing our experiment.”

Shoji still didn't quite understand what all the talk of “experiments” meant but if the pleasure he was experiencing in this moment was part of it he didn't mind one bit. The tingling he felt in his crotch kept building until with one final stroke Shoji suddenly cried out. The boy shuddered as the intense rush of an orgasm flooded his entire body. His boyhood throbbed powerfully as the muscles in his groin contracted and a jet of thick pink cum erupted from its tip. The raptor could feel his swollen balls come alive, churning and pulsing as they dumped their mutated contents into the alien with every flex of his shaft.

As his climax began to wane Shoji continued to mindlessly grind his crotch against Lalvaath's to try and prolong it, though ultimately the boy sighed deeply and slowly crashed forward. He caught himself on his elbows at first but soon decided to lay down atop Lalvaath, his head resting between her breasts. The raptor moaned gently and let out a low murmur as he felt Lalvaath caress the side of his head.

“Thank you, Shoji. We will see each other again, someday,” Lalvaath said in a soothing tone

The sound of Lalvaath's voice and the feeling of resting on her soft chest was the last thing Shoji could remember until he felt himself slowly drift off.

Shoji stirred. His head felt heavy, his body slack. He writhed on the ground for a moment as he gradually came to. He opened his eyes and was greeted with the clear night sky above him, full of stars. As he moved to try and get up though he groaned as everything felt like it was moving in slow motion, the specks of light in the sky seeming to leave trails of white for a second as his eyes shifted around. Slowly, he sat up. He was in the woods, his bike and backpack just a couple of feet away. Had he fallen off? Shoji patted his body to see if he had injured himself but didn't feel sore anywhere. He didn't remember falling off of his bike, but it must have happened for him to be laying in the leaves.  He glanced down at his watch and clicked the button on the side to turn on its faint green glow. The time was just a few minutes shy of when he was supposed to be home. He was cutting it extremely close but even in the best of cases he figured he still would not make it.

“Oh no!” Shoji exclaimed as he hurriedly stood up and collected his backpack. 

He mounted his bike and began feverishly pedaling as fast as he could. As he exited the wooded lot and returned to the network of sidewalks he heard the familiar single chime of his watch noting that a new hour was starting. Shoji muttered something obscene under his breath but was still determined to make it home as soon as he could. By the time he parked his bike at the side of his house and fumbled with his key to unlock the front door it was seven minutes past the hour. As Shoji closed the door behind him a familiar voice echoed from down the hall.

“Someone's going to be in big trouble when mom and dad find out they got home late!”

It was Nora, Shoji's sister.

“Come on Nora,” Shoji shouted across the house. “Someone let all the air out of everyone's bikes at the arcade.”

“That's not my problem!” Nora responded in a mocking tone.

Shoji sighed and tossed his backpack onto the couch as he walked past it. He made his way to Nora's bedroom and stood in the open doorway. Nora was sitting on her bed leaning against the wall listening to her cassette player while thumbing through a music magazine. She was wearing a loose-fitting shirt and a pair of underwear. She had a ring piercing on her left nostril as well as a barbell through her tongue, two things the siblings' parents absolutely did not approve of but something Nora had gone and done behind their backs nonetheless. She was something of a rebellious teen, and a punk as well if the muffled music that was audible from her headphones even all the way across the room was a hint.

“What?” Nora said, glancing up from the magazine.

“Can you just like, not tell mom and dad?” Shoji asked. “Please? It was only like six or seven minutes.”

“Sorry buddy, no can do. Rules are rules,” she said teasingly.

“Ugh, that's just so like you,” Shoji remarked.

“And what's that supposed to mean, huh?”

“You're just mad that you didn't win the concert tickets on the radio for this weekend and you're being a brat about it because all your dumb friends got to go and you didn't.”

Nora huffed and tossed her magazine to the foot of her bed, took her headphones off, and stood up.

“You listen here,” she said as she walked over to the doorway and practically towered over her brother.

Shoji backed away a bit but Nora corralled him against the wall next to the door. She leaned down to get in his face and let loose a string of words that Shoji would get grounded for the entire summer break if he repeated. Shoji had no recourse to deal with the shouting and gradually zoned out and as his eyes wandered around he accidentally caught a glimpse down Nora's shirt. Since it was getting close to bedtime she wasn't wearing a bra under it letting the young raptor see pretty much everything. Shoji immediately looked away, but seconds later found his gaze wandering back to Nora's chest. He knew he shouldn't be looking but his newfound curiosity got the better of him and he did a poor job of hiding it.

“Hey! Are you even listening to me?” Nora asked angrily.

“Wha- uh, yeah,” Shoji stammered out.

“Were you looking down my shirt? You fucking perv!”

Nora angrily tried to shove Shoji out of her bedroom but as she stepped forward she glanced down at his pants and noticed a very significant bulge.

“Seriously?” Nora said as she gestured toward Shoji's pants. “Did you put something in there? Are you messing with me or something?”

Shoji nervously glanced down at his crotch and noticed what she was talking about. He quickly shook his head in panic.

“No! I don't kno-”

“Whatever, you little shit, I don't believe you,” Nora said cutting him off.

Nora grabbed either side of Shoji's cargo shorts and yanked them down expecting a bunch of socks to fall out and her brother to turn beet red from embarrassment. Instead both she and Shoji gasped at what they saw.

“Shoji... what the hell is this?” Nora asked, eyeing her brother's huge semi-erect shaft and hefty balls.

“I don't know!” Shoji said hastily. “It wasn't like that this morning!”

In response to the adrenaline spiking Shoji's body his shaft continued to firm up until it was hanging slightly outward.

Nora's eyes met Shoji's who looked to be on the verge of tears.

“Hey, uh...” she started in a much calmer tone of voice. “What you have... that's, like, nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Huh?” Shoji asked.

“Your dick. A lot of guys would kill to have what you do.”

Nora's attention was focused on her brother's member as she spoke. She felt her vaginal muscles tighten gently for a moment, her brewing arousal gradually becoming more apparent as her nipples firmed up and started poking into the fabric of her shirt.

“Shit!” She muttered to herself as she crossed her arms in front of her chest to hide the visible peaks.

An awkward silence filled the room as the two siblings stood a couple feet apart from each other, Shoji with his pants around his ankles and Nora with her arms still firmly crossed in front of her. Shoji shifted a bit and began to reach down to get his shorts until Nora interjected and stopped him.

“Hey.” Nora stated.

“Huh?” Shoji said as he glanced back up from his bent down position.

“...can I ask you something kind of weird?”

Shoji didn't respond, he just sheepishly nodded his head a couple of times.

“Do you know how to use that thing yet?”

“What, this?” The young raptor responded, gesturing toward his member.

“Yeah, that,” Nora replied uncrossing her arms.

“What are you talking about?”

The older raptor huffed. “Look, if you're interested, which I can tell you are, I won't tell mom and dad that you came home late tonight.”

Shoji perked up at the offer. “What do you want me to do?”

“Uh, just kick your shorts off I guess. Come with me to my bed.”

Shoji stepped out of his clothes as he followed his sister across the room. She nodded toward her bed, motioning to Shoji to sit on it. The boy hopped up onto its edge with his legs hanging over the side. He found it somewhat uncomfortable to sit straight on given the size of his altered genitals so he splayed his legs apart a bit letting his heavy sack rest on the bed with his firm shaft laying over them. Nora stepped in front of him before slowly bending down onto her knees.

Gently, Nora picked up Shoji's member and held it in her hand. She pumped it slowly a couple of times, watching its half-emerged tip slide out from its foreskin and slip back into it. Shoji shuddered, his boyhood twitching slightly in response to his sister's touch. Nora leaned her head down closer to the boy's shaft and let her slender tongue emerge from her mouth and trace along its length causing him to tremble once more, this time with a light moan. The older raptor grinned as she saw a thick bead of precum start to emerge from the boy's slit.

“Nora... what are you doing?” He asked.

“Just relax, this will feel really good. I promise.”

The older raptor gently pulled the skin of Shoji's member back again and ran her tongue along its tip before opening her lips and taking the first little bit of it into her mouth. Shoji gasped, his toes curling just a bit as he felt the warmth of his sister's mouth slowly start to engulf his length. He leaned back on Nora's bed with his hands propping him up as slowly but surely his entire shaft entered her maw. His length throbbed pleasurably at the attention it was receiving, Nora's slick tongue teased his length and as she tried to wrap it around him he could feel the firm little bead of her piercing press against his sensitive flesh.

After a couple of minutes Nora slowed her pace a bit as she began to feel it getting increasingly harder to ignore what her body was telling her. She was content at first to just suck her brother off, however the more she engaged with the act the more she found herself wanting to take things further. Eventually, she accepted the fact that what she was doing was incredibly immoral and justified what she was about to do next by telling herself that she'd already crossed the line so there was little harm in just plowing further onward into the abyss.

Nora pulled her tongue back into her maw and relinquished her grip on Shoji's member.

“...was that it?” Shoji asked, puzzled.

“No, not yet,” Nora replied as she stood back up. “You didn't finish. And neither did I.”

Nora reached over to the nightstand beside her bed and pulled the drawer open. She pulled out a couple of books and set them on the bed as she rummaged around at the bottom of it.

“Ugh, god damn it,” Nora said with a grunt.

“What is it?” Shoji asked.

“I'm out of rubbers,” she replied, making a mental note that she needed to pocket another box of them the next time she and her friends went to the drug store.

“Rubbers?”

“Man, you really don't know a single thing about what we're doing, do you? Anyways, it's not a problem.”

Nora continued to sift around the open drawer as she spoke and eventually retrieved what looked like a bottle of toothpaste to Shoji. She tossed it onto the bed before putting everything else back into the drawer, closing it, and getting onto the bed herself. She laid on her back briefly as she took hold of her underwear and pulled them down and off. She picked the bottle back up, unscrewed the lid, and gently squeezed it until a glob of thick clear gel about the size of a half dollar was in the palm of her hand.

“What's that stuff?” Shoji asked.

“Lube,” Nora responded in a frank tone. “You're going to need it. Scoot over here.”

Shoji obliged and moved toward the center of the bed. As he settled Nora reached down and pressed the mass of gel against his shaft, causing the boy to flinch and gasp in response.

“That's really cold!”

Nora chuckled in response but didn't say anything else, she just stroked her brother's shaft down its length a few times to rub the lube over all of it before letting go and returning to her sitting position on the bed.

“Now what?” Shoji asked.

“Now, you're going to put that inside of me,” Nora replied as she turned away from the boy and leaned forward while raising her tail.

The young raptor's eyes widened as he was given a full view of his sister's most intimate of places. The sight excited him in a strange way that he was just now beginning to understand. He roused himself onto his knees and shuffled over to Nora, his engorged shaft swaying as he moved. As he came up behind her he took hold of his slickened member and rubbed it against her openings prompting both raptors to vocalize a gentle moan. Shoji could feel his heart pounding in his chest, he was eager to discover something he never knew his body could do. As he relished in how Nora's tongue and mouth felt against his shaft, he wondered what her slit would feel like. He probed the head of his shaft against her opening, but Nora moved away slightly.

“No, not there,” she said as she moved. “In my tailhole instead.”

“Uh, but isn't that where you-” Shoji started.

“YES,” Nora said with an annoyed growl. “But I'm clean, I promise. I was supposed to go to that fucking concert, remember?”

“O-okay...” Shoji replied sheepishly.

Shoji readjusted himself slightly and pressed the tip of his member against Nora's other hole and felt as it slowly started to sink inward. Gradually, Nora's tight ring of muscles began to expand as Shoji's slick boyhood pushed forward letting him inch his way into her. Nora bit her lower lip softly as she felt her brother's inexplicably large cock begin to fill her out, stretching her insides just as much if not more than her most recent ex. With about half of his member now inside of his sister Shoji let go of his erection and his hands awkwardly groped around Nora's body until he settled on holding her by her tail to give him enough leverage to finish penetrating her fully. As Nora felt Shoji tug on her tail she grinned to herself and pushed her hips backward into him causing her tight passage to engulf the rest of his length in one stroke.

“Ohh... fuck...” Nora muttered as she playfully clenched her anal muscles around her brother's length.

Shoji trembled as he felt his cock flex upon his crotch hitting his sister's backside. He held himself still for a few moments before once again instinct took over and the boy pulled himself back a bit only to dive back in just as deep. The young raptor relished in how incredible this felt, not realizing he was capable of feeling such intense pleasure. The tightness of Nora's walls, the sound of her gentle pants as he thrust into her, the feeling of his swollen balls hanging heavily underneath him; it was almost too much for the boy to process all that once.

“Nora... something feels really strange, like something's going to come out!” Shoji said as he noticed an urgency welling in his groin.

“Don't stop,” Nora cooed. “Not until you blow your load.”

Shoji had no idea what that phrase meant but if it meant he could keep plunging into his sister's tight rear and chase this need building up inside of him he was all for it. The boy continued to thrust away moaning audibly as he felt the head of his boyhood become impossibly sensitive. He kept going, chasing heights of pleasure to wherever it led until the young raptor cried out and rammed his hips forward as he reached his climax. Nora moaned in response as she pushed backward into her brother's final thrust and sighed to herself as she could feel with her tailhole his shaft pulsing inside of her.

The boy trembled as he held onto Nora's tail, each throb of his boyhood releasing a rope of pink cum deep into her. Shoji could feel the skin of his sack tightening up around his swollen balls hefting them up toward his body to better dispense their mutated payload. He lost count of how many times he felt his cock shoot out a thick jet of seed as he savored the feeling of reaching this intensely erotic peak. Eventually the peak ended however and as it tapered off Shoji found himself catching his breath as his shaft began to rapidly soften inside of Nora. Slowly, he pulled himself out of her and allowed her gently stretched tailhole to gradually close back up, keeping all of Shoji's alien seed inside.

“That was amazing, Nora!” Shoji said as he sank backward into a sitting position on his knees.

“Heh,” Nora chuckled as she turned around to face her brother, now also sitting on her knees. “Yeah... I can't wait to ride you proper once I lift another box of rubbers.”

“You mean, we can do this again?” The boy asked.

“As long as you don't tell a soul,” Nora replied.

Shoji responded with a grin and a nodding of his head.

“Good. Now let's both get cleaned up.”

As Nora spoke she roused herself from the bed and motioned for Shoji to do the same. Shoji also hopped off of the bed and followed her into the bathroom.

Later that night Shoji laid in his own bed, the room barely illuminated by the small night light plugged into the outlet beside the door. He'd put on a worn out shirt along with a pair of underwear to sleep in and as the boy yawned and stretched he was acutely aware of the tightness of the fabric against his genitals. He idly ran his hand down to his crotch and rubbed the outside of the bulge, smiling to himself as he replayed the night's events in his head. He knew not of the changes made to his body, just that he welcomed this newfound pleasure that he'd discovered with his sister.

Maybe Nora wasn't such a jerk after all, Shoji thought to himself with a smile.

END