With the complete warping of Dr. Applegate into a subordinate mega-skank and the former lab mole Casey having risen to a more prominent, and very dedicated research role, Rura left the pair as Double-A greedily sucked down Dr. Walker’s cock. The scene was enough to make Rura’s own cock stiffen and plead for a suck-off, but she had other needs.
Like some fuckin’ sick dinos to fully lay claim to her turf.
*****
Metro City GeneTechs was, perhaps, not as well guarded as it should have been, though this flaw was in its own way a necessity. From the outside, MCGT had presented itself as a mundane research laboratory engaging in activities that to most outsiders, would seem like typical, non-threatening scientific research. That is to say, repetitive, quiet, stodgy, and unless you were specifically interested in the research field, not at all exciting, with little to no actual danger involved. That the facility was actually engaging in research for the genetic engineering of dinosaurs was not public knowledge, nor was it ever meant to be. A large-scale, well-armed security force at the facility would have only called attention to itself and made people question just what was going on within its walls.
And so while there was a strong risk involved, MCGT employed only a minimal level of security. With Mad Gear long gone and the streets relatively safe, it’s not like they had to worry about some gang freak smashing their way in and taking the place over, after all. Which, in fairness, was still true.
Rura just walked through the employee entrance without having to smash anything other than the dignity and morals of a top researcher and a whistleblower.
And so, given the state of security at MCGT, it was perhaps inevitable that when a security guard turned the corner on a patrol through the facility, and came face-to-fake bust with the powerful prehistoric-themed punk set on asserting control, Rura caught her by complete surprise. And though she was well-built and athletic, the woman was hardly a physical match for her.
“Oooh!” Rura raised her hands in a mock display of fear. “A rent-a-cop! So scary!”
The guard reached for the radio mic at her shoulder. “We’ve got an intru–”
Rura let loose with a backhand, striking the guard across her jaw with enough force to send her rent-a-cop cap flying off her head of blonde, bun-tied hair. As the woman staggered back in a daze, Rura noticed the ID badge secured to her uniform, and smirked. “Well, Carter! Looks like yer gonna be the lucky helper!”
Security guard Carter shook her head. “I…what…? What are you–”
Rura slid in with the skill of a pro wrestler and hoisted the confused guard into a fireman’s carry, giving the guard’s ass a firm slap for good measure. “Security’s gonna be a lot bigger and meaner under my cock!”
*****
When Rura returned with her quarry, she entered to the sound of Dr. Walker uttering a satisfied sigh as Double-A rose to her feet, licking her lips clean. The mini-boss ran the tips of her whorish nails along Walker’s softening shaft as both she and the big-brain scientist took notice of the stage boss’s return.
“Who’s that, Boss?” Double-A asked.
“A present for the Doc!” Rura said.
“Me?” Dr. Walker blinked and adjusted his glasses. “Wait…that’s Sarah. One of the security guards…?” His voice signaled some confusion, as though two realities clashed together in his mind. “But why would…?”
“Research, duh!” Rura sirked and dropped the guard on the floor. “Look, Doc. I want dinos. Obedient dinos. And if you need a shortcut–”
Dr. Walker smiled. He seemed to understand the idea that Rura had in mind. “You mean, a test subject?” He tucked up his cock, zipped up his pants, and looked down at the prone guard. “A human/dinosaur hybrid, perhaps? Hmm…Yes, yes, I think Carter is the perfect candidate for such an experiment…”
“Just what I wanted to hear, Doc.” Rura leered at her prized capture, and gave the dazed guard a slight kick. “Double-A, you stay here with the doc and make sure our little ‘specimen’ doesn’t go running off.” She stroked the stirring, pulsing bulge under her grass skirt. “I’m gonna go see about taking care of the rest of the rent-a-cops.”
And with that, Rura headed back out. “God, the security here is a fucking joke.”
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