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Not only by turning him into a dinosaur, but by changing himself to a stone-age looking rider. One that would take care of his mount, caring for his everyday needs, and be there for him in every way his raptor friend wanted.
In order to look and feel authentic (as much as a dinosaur and a human together could look authentic), Matt had stripped down entirely while Alex had been too preoccupied with his own change. His plan was to wear nothing that reminded either of them of the modern world that they had left behind for their vacation. He even had replaced his glasses with long-term contact-lenses to not have to wear his seeing aids.
As if that wasn't enough, he had also painted his body with water-proof bodypaint. It casted his body with swirly blue lines on his arms and legs, some blue stripes on shoulders, his dragon stripes on his face and, and finally a blue shape that was like the one on his pendant. This being a big dot on his sternum and four straight lines pointing away from it. His pendant by now was held around his neck by a leather band, and a similar looking leather band was holding a simple loincloth covering his groin. His feet were protected by a simple pair of sandals, leaving the young man pretty naked.
"I told you this outing would be really special. Now, let's go, big guy." Matt said as he held up the big leather saddle on one shoulder, and a simple bridle and reins in his other hand.
Alex's simpler mind was surprised, but he quickly barked and rawred in a happy manner as he stepped over to his friend. No, it was his rider whom he stepped over to. Yes, that nice human was his rider, and he was his mount. Both would be there for one another, protecting one another from anything that might come between them.
The dinosaur leaned down, bringing his large muzzle to the human's face. He opened his big mouth, and Matt could see a row of deadly teeth shimmering in the evening sun. He didn’t feel scared, however, as he felt the hot damp breath of his mount blow over his face. He gently took the bridle and placed it inside his muzzle, securing it gently in place to make sure the leather strap would not wear down from rubbing against any teeth.
The raptor warbled softly as he felt his rider's hand tenderly rub over his lips and tongue as he placed the leather inside his muzzle. It felt good to have it there, as if it belonged there. He lapped at these hands a bit more in a wet dinosaur kiss before Matt withdrew them again.
Next, Matt asked his friend to sit down, and he happily obeyed. Now his lower body was at the right height for the human to place the leather saddle on the lower back of the raptor. The raptor did not ask nor care how the thing fit his back so perfectly, but it just did. And, as with the thing in his muzzle, it felt good to carry the thing. It was as if it belonged there. A few gentle tugs on the straps holding the saddle, and it was secured. It wouldn’t be slipping away in any direction any time soon.
But his back still felt too light. Something, or rather someone, was missing. Oh, yes...his rider. That was what was missing. The golden raptor looked at his rider and nodded towards his saddle, shaking his hips a bit left and right and warbled softly.
"Hehe, my lovely friend. Already eager to go running? Well then, let's go, big guy. Show me how fast you can run." Matt said as he petted his friend's snout once again, before taking hold of the saddle and Alex's neck as he pulled himself up into position.
The raptor churred and thrummed deeply as he felt his rider climb up his side, brushing and rubbing his bare body against his flank until he felt the weirdly familiar weight of the human fall into the saddle. Now... now their transformation was complete.
The reins were gently pulled at, as a signal for the raptor mount to get up onto his feet. They both felt it not as an order, but as a request. The raptor mount trusted his rider fully. He’d let him decide where they both should go. Left, right, or center, either way he would lead the golden dinosaur. Mutually, the rider also trusted his mount fully, and would allow him to take charge if the rider would guide them to the wrong place. All in all, their trust was mutual and unwavering.
The golden dinosaur finally dashed forward, running into the high grass he let out a bellow of joy. His claws dug into the ground as he leaned forward, his rider holding onto the rein, but not requesting a specific direction yet.
"Yes, boy...run...run like the wind...find us a good place for the night." Matt said as he was lying down nearly flat on his mount's back and neck as kept on running, feeling grass and bushes brush against his exposed legs. He could hear and feel the happy rumble from the dinosaur as a response. It filled the raptor with pride to be allowed to make such a decision. He would not let his rider down.
And true to Matt's plan, they did not plan anything. They just lived in the moment, day after day, hour by hour.
The raptor soon found a perfect elevated resting spot for them to stay as long as need be. Luckily one of the prepared stashes of food was nearby too. They used each and every day to its fullest extent. They got up early to explore their surroundings. They rested whenever they wanted, ate whenever they felt like it. Truly, they let go of all their worries. To the both of them, it felt like heaven.
At nights they would lie side by side, cuddled against one another. A campfire crackled nearby as they thought about their day. Yet, they never planned for the next one. The raptor even slept wearing both his bridle and saddle, unwilling to take it off. The first time Matt wanted to do so, his mount replied was just a growled whine, showing he felt happy and content with wearing it. After all it showed his status as a mount.
Matt couldn’t have been happier, seeing how his friend truly embraced his nature in those days. True to his words, Alex's rider took care of him in every way he should. He gently brushed and cleaned his feathers each and every day. Once in the morning, and once in the evening, he plucked out old and withered feathers while tending the new ones. Matt gave his mount nice foot-massages several times a day, admiring those huge feet. Each toe was as big as his entire hand, and their claws were so deadly looking. To Matt, however, they looked like the most beautiful ones in the world. He enjoyed those massage-sessions just as much as Alex did. Each day the raptor would roll to his side and show off his feet when he wanted a good rubbing there.
Matt was quick to fulfill that wish., always first starting by rubbing his palms against those thick leathery soles, before rubbing his hands into the space in between his toes. He often would break out in quite a sweat during the sessions, as the skin was so thick he had to work hard to make his friend even feel the rubs. Often, the sounds of a surprised raptor would echo over the grassy meadows when Matt decided that hands were not good enough for his lovely mount. Randomly, he’d start to kiss and lick all over the earthy smelling foot, not missing a single spot. Not surprisingly, the dino simply adored his rider for this.
Alex’s heart was filled with pure happiness, joy, pleasure; And, most importantly, love. Exponential love, in fact, for his rider whom took care of him in these special ways.
When he was finally done having worshiped his mount's feet, and his body was covered from head to toe in sweat, he would lead his lovely mount to the nearby slow flowing river. He’d loosen his loincloth fully and proceed to skinny-dip in the river. The much larger dinosaur would quickly jump after him, warbling and trilling happily in the water. The two of them would splash around and over each other, laughing and giggling.
At some point, both rider and mount truly felt like they had always been that way. Each not having a worry in the world come up in their minds. They just simply enjoyed their time together.
In order to look and feel authentic (as much as a dinosaur and a human together could look authentic), Matt had stripped down entirely while Alex had been too preoccupied with his own change. His plan was to wear nothing that reminded either of them of the modern world that they had left behind for their vacation. He even had replaced his glasses with long-term contact-lenses to not have to wear his seeing aids.
As if that wasn't enough, he had also painted his body with water-proof bodypaint. It casted his body with swirly blue lines on his arms and legs, some blue stripes on shoulders, his dragon stripes on his face and, and finally a blue shape that was like the one on his pendant. This being a big dot on his sternum and four straight lines pointing away from it. His pendant by now was held around his neck by a leather band, and a similar looking leather band was holding a simple loincloth covering his groin. His feet were protected by a simple pair of sandals, leaving the young man pretty naked.
"I told you this outing would be really special. Now, let's go, big guy." Matt said as he held up the big leather saddle on one shoulder, and a simple bridle and reins in his other hand.
Alex's simpler mind was surprised, but he quickly barked and rawred in a happy manner as he stepped over to his friend. No, it was his rider whom he stepped over to. Yes, that nice human was his rider, and he was his mount. Both would be there for one another, protecting one another from anything that might come between them.
The dinosaur leaned down, bringing his large muzzle to the human's face. He opened his big mouth, and Matt could see a row of deadly teeth shimmering in the evening sun. He didn’t feel scared, however, as he felt the hot damp breath of his mount blow over his face. He gently took the bridle and placed it inside his muzzle, securing it gently in place to make sure the leather strap would not wear down from rubbing against any teeth.
The raptor warbled softly as he felt his rider's hand tenderly rub over his lips and tongue as he placed the leather inside his muzzle. It felt good to have it there, as if it belonged there. He lapped at these hands a bit more in a wet dinosaur kiss before Matt withdrew them again.
Next, Matt asked his friend to sit down, and he happily obeyed. Now his lower body was at the right height for the human to place the leather saddle on the lower back of the raptor. The raptor did not ask nor care how the thing fit his back so perfectly, but it just did. And, as with the thing in his muzzle, it felt good to carry the thing. It was as if it belonged there. A few gentle tugs on the straps holding the saddle, and it was secured. It wouldn’t be slipping away in any direction any time soon.
But his back still felt too light. Something, or rather someone, was missing. Oh, yes...his rider. That was what was missing. The golden raptor looked at his rider and nodded towards his saddle, shaking his hips a bit left and right and warbled softly.
"Hehe, my lovely friend. Already eager to go running? Well then, let's go, big guy. Show me how fast you can run." Matt said as he petted his friend's snout once again, before taking hold of the saddle and Alex's neck as he pulled himself up into position.
The raptor churred and thrummed deeply as he felt his rider climb up his side, brushing and rubbing his bare body against his flank until he felt the weirdly familiar weight of the human fall into the saddle. Now... now their transformation was complete.
The reins were gently pulled at, as a signal for the raptor mount to get up onto his feet. They both felt it not as an order, but as a request. The raptor mount trusted his rider fully. He’d let him decide where they both should go. Left, right, or center, either way he would lead the golden dinosaur. Mutually, the rider also trusted his mount fully, and would allow him to take charge if the rider would guide them to the wrong place. All in all, their trust was mutual and unwavering.
The golden dinosaur finally dashed forward, running into the high grass he let out a bellow of joy. His claws dug into the ground as he leaned forward, his rider holding onto the rein, but not requesting a specific direction yet.
"Yes, boy...run...run like the wind...find us a good place for the night." Matt said as he was lying down nearly flat on his mount's back and neck as kept on running, feeling grass and bushes brush against his exposed legs. He could hear and feel the happy rumble from the dinosaur as a response. It filled the raptor with pride to be allowed to make such a decision. He would not let his rider down.
And true to Matt's plan, they did not plan anything. They just lived in the moment, day after day, hour by hour.
The raptor soon found a perfect elevated resting spot for them to stay as long as need be. Luckily one of the prepared stashes of food was nearby too. They used each and every day to its fullest extent. They got up early to explore their surroundings. They rested whenever they wanted, ate whenever they felt like it. Truly, they let go of all their worries. To the both of them, it felt like heaven.
At nights they would lie side by side, cuddled against one another. A campfire crackled nearby as they thought about their day. Yet, they never planned for the next one. The raptor even slept wearing both his bridle and saddle, unwilling to take it off. The first time Matt wanted to do so, his mount replied was just a growled whine, showing he felt happy and content with wearing it. After all it showed his status as a mount.
Matt couldn’t have been happier, seeing how his friend truly embraced his nature in those days. True to his words, Alex's rider took care of him in every way he should. He gently brushed and cleaned his feathers each and every day. Once in the morning, and once in the evening, he plucked out old and withered feathers while tending the new ones. Matt gave his mount nice foot-massages several times a day, admiring those huge feet. Each toe was as big as his entire hand, and their claws were so deadly looking. To Matt, however, they looked like the most beautiful ones in the world. He enjoyed those massage-sessions just as much as Alex did. Each day the raptor would roll to his side and show off his feet when he wanted a good rubbing there.
Matt was quick to fulfill that wish., always first starting by rubbing his palms against those thick leathery soles, before rubbing his hands into the space in between his toes. He often would break out in quite a sweat during the sessions, as the skin was so thick he had to work hard to make his friend even feel the rubs. Often, the sounds of a surprised raptor would echo over the grassy meadows when Matt decided that hands were not good enough for his lovely mount. Randomly, he’d start to kiss and lick all over the earthy smelling foot, not missing a single spot. Not surprisingly, the dino simply adored his rider for this.
Alex’s heart was filled with pure happiness, joy, pleasure; And, most importantly, love. Exponential love, in fact, for his rider whom took care of him in these special ways.
When he was finally done having worshiped his mount's feet, and his body was covered from head to toe in sweat, he would lead his lovely mount to the nearby slow flowing river. He’d loosen his loincloth fully and proceed to skinny-dip in the river. The much larger dinosaur would quickly jump after him, warbling and trilling happily in the water. The two of them would splash around and over each other, laughing and giggling.
At some point, both rider and mount truly felt like they had always been that way. Each not having a worry in the world come up in their minds. They just simply enjoyed their time together.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Dinosaur
Size 1095 x 1280px
File Size 1.05 MB
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