Dino & Hero: Dimensional Girlfriends (Part 1)

Part 1 of a new long story!  This idea came to be in a dream, and I knew I wanted to write it.  It's long and weird and I really enjoyed working on it.  Hope you like it! ^u^

Also note there's roleplay of rape/non-con later on; I'll give you a heads up when it's here.

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Georgina was a T-rex and a scientist.  Now in some dimensions, that could be a misnomer, or a really bad joke.  But in her dimension, where anthropomorphic dinosaurs were the main population, it was nothing more than a common occurrence.

But the thing Georgina was about to do was anything but common.

She first checked that everyone had gone home.  Harriet, Judah, Francis—all her lab partners were gone.  Good.  She grabbed her handbag, the one she used for these occasions.  It had been a long workday, but now Georgina could relax in her special way.

The dinosaur carefully took the device from its case—they were calling it the “Traveler’s Remote”, and it certainly was a beauty.  Georgina always enjoyed coming in to work to test it, traveling to dozens of worlds and dimensions every single day.  But now that she was alone, she had only one destination in mind.

Georgina picked up the chip from the remote’s inside and placed it on her forehead.  She took a deep breath, and punched in the coordinates with her four-fingered hand: 1045.2.6758.  The tyrannosaur was careful to get the number right—with so many places in the multiverse, getting the coordinates correct was crucial.

The Traveler’s Remote glowed with the input, as did the chip on Georgina’s head.  She concentrated as the glowing increased, imagining her exact destination in the dimension—which was getting sent from her brain to the chip.

Now it was ready.  The remote shot out a portal, a glowing purple "circle” that spit and ebbed as it moved.  Georgina took a deep breath, and stepped inside.

For a moment she was whirling in space, spinning in the cracks between the universe.  This was always the scariest part, as one drifted freely in the space between worlds, and had to have faith in where they were going.

And the tyrannosaur did have faith by now—she had done this dozens, perhaps hundreds, of times.  Soon enough she was freed by the universe, and appeared on the other side, in Julia’s house.

She always seemed to appear in a random room.  This time, Georgina was unfortunate enough to appear in the bathroom.  And Julia was showering.

The dinosaur cringed.  She could see the human’s naked body through the curtain.  “Julia!” Georgina whispered.  “It’s me!”

There was a pause.  Then, Julia’s head peeked out from behind the curtain.  The redhead was blushing like mad.  “/Georgina/?” she hissed.  “What are you doing in my bathroom?”

“Sorry, the warp brought me in here!” the T-rex exclaimed, embarrassed.  She quickly put the remote and chip in her bag, and carefully maneuvered her large tail as to not knock anything over.  “I’ll go wait in the bedroom until you’re done.”

“Ok.”  Julia paused and then said, smiling, “It’s good to see you.  But please step outside.”  And then she resumed showering.

Georgina unlocked the bathroom door and stepped into Julia’s bedroom, shutting the door behind her.  The place was, as usual, a testament to organized chaos—a total contrast to the clean and organized lab that Georgina worked at, and that she fought to sustain in her own home.  Julia’s superhero uniform—”Sprout” was the name she’d chosen for the job—was flopped on the bed pillows, which had a few trophies and memorabilia from the city above it.  Georgina always smiled when she saw it: she loved the bravery and courage of her girlfriend, and seeing the tributes to that was beautiful.

It didn’t take long for Julia to come out—/She might be rushing along for me/, Georgina realized, when Julia stepped out after only a few minutes.  The human was wearing a T-shirt and /very/ short shorts.  Georgina knew she liked to dress down after work, and started salivating.

“Hey,” Julia said, sitting next to the tyrannosaur.

“Hey,” Georgina said.

They both looked at each other for a moment.  Then they kissed: hungrily, eagerly pressing their lips together, finding their tongues as each devoured the other.  It had only been three weeks since they last saw each other, but to both, it felt like eons.

When they released, both beings were breathing hard.  They looked down, and realized they were holding hands.  Georgina was the first to laugh, and Julia followed, a smile on her face.

“It’s so good to see you, G!” Julia exclaimed, looking relieved.  “I got worried when you couldn’t come last time and—well, I’ve been really looking forward to this.”

“Me too, babe,” Georgina said, smiling.  “So, how are you?”

“I’ve . . . been really stressed out lately,” the human admitted.  She sighed.  “Falcon doesn’t think my shrinking powers do much for the team—it's a whole thing.  He’s been on my ass lately.”

“What?” the tyrannosaur frowned.  “That’s bullshit.”

“I know.”  Julia sighed, and took a deep breath.  “Do you think we could. . . just get started today?  Skip the small talk?  Things are kinda terrible right now.”

“Of course,” Georgina said.   “You remember the safe word?”

Julia nodded.  “Red, yellow, green.  I got it.”

“Good.” The dinosaur licked her lips.  “Then let’s get started.”

“Strip, you my tasty captive,” Georgina ordered, leaning back with a grin.  “Give me a show.  And don’t think your powers will work here—they'll do you no good.”

Julia nodded.  She was already looking flustered, sinking into her submissive self—good.  Georgina loved seeing the hero’s fragile side.

The human stood up from the bed and took off her clothes, making her movements deliberately slow.  First the shorts slipped to the floor, revealing flowery underwear that beautifully encased her pretty pussy.  Then her shirt came off, showing a stunning black bra—Georgina was already imagining her hands squeezing those beautiful breasts.

Julia looked at the dinosaur, but her master gestured her to continue.  “I want to see all of you, you pretty thing,” the tyrannosaur said, licking her lips.  “Get those undergarments off.”

The human blushed.  “O-Ok.”

“Sorry?”  Georgina frowned.  “I don’t think you said that correctly.”

“I’m sorry!  Master.  Yes, master.”

“Good.”  The dinosaur nodded.  “Now, go on.”

Julia hesitated, her face bright red.  “Yes, master,” she said quietly, and put her hands on her bra.  She unstrapped it, and her small, delicate breasts were put on display for Georgina to see.  Then the human touched the frill of her underwear, hesitating for a moment, but resuming quickly as to not anger her master.  Slowly, she took them off, giving Georgina a full view of her private area: unshaved hairs sprouted from above her vagina, and the pussy itself was beautiful, likely already wet.  That made the dinosaur smirk.  

She was going to have so much fun tonight.