Author's Notes: I can't spend forever living in the past rehashing all of my glory days of old, even if most of the stuff I've posted are completed versions of things I started in another decade and never finished so they are technically new... they just took 10+ years to release. This story is not reheated leftovers; this one is 100% a new thing that was spawned from a commissioned piece I received titled "You Never Saw It Coming" that features Viscosisaurus lunging at the viewer after catching them trespassing in a toxic waste dump. Literally almost this entire story just popped into my head all at once the first time the artist showed me that drawing. This is certainly my gift, but it's also my curse.

This is a story about a gang of hoodlums who decide to loiter around a place they shouldn't be. The name and setting of this story references a location that at one point really did exist; "The Valley of the Drums" was the nickname given to a chemical dumping ground formerly located in Kentucky. Iconic photos of the property circulated in the early 80's and it became the textbook definition of a "Superfund site" following the conclusion of the highly publicized cleanup efforts in Love Canal in the late 70's. I was very young when The Valley was in the news and I remembered being confused that a place that looked so colorful was described as an immediate danger to everyone around it. It just stuck with me all these years.

If you caught the recent art commission I uploaded of Viscosisaurus I mentioned this is sort of based on that scenario, but Visco himself is not the monster character here as he is purely an avatar and not something from any of my stories. I'm trying to maintain the whole "mascot of the account" sort of thing with him.

It had been a good 20 years since the Dowrey chemical processing plant shut down. A combination of outsourcing and environmental regulations, which is what led to the aforementioned outsourcing, put the company who owned the factory in a financial bind with the only viable option being to end its operations. The property the plant occupied was massive and stretched far beyond the outer walls of the main building, also present on the land was a repository for storing various kinds of hazardous wastes. The Dowrey company still maintained ownership of all the land and despite the plant having been closed for so long the dumping grounds were still actively in use by other industrial plants who needed a place to dispose of their toxic byproducts. They'd pay the Dowrey company an undisclosed amount of money in exchange for permission to use their waste storage facilities. The legality of this was certainly something to be questioned but there hadn't been any significant accidents on the property so no one involved with the various regulatory agencies paid the property any attention.

While the dumping grounds were loosely maintained there was rarely anyone present on the property to guard it as the Dowrey executives deemed it an unnecessary expense. As time went on this invited the usual revolving door of vagrants and troublemakers using the gradually deteriorating plant for their own needs and desires. Virtually all of the windows on the lower half of the building had been knocked out over the years, outer walls had been decorated sporadically with graffiti that the company eventually gave up on trying to cover, and every once in a while the local police would clear out the inside of the plant of homeless and secure the doors again knowing that at some point they'd just get kicked in once more.

On this night, a small group of young men in their early 20's were kicking around the property with their cars parked near the dumping grounds blasting loud music and consuming alcohol. Most of them were dropouts who couldn't cut it at the nearby university or students who were expelled from the technical school on the opposite side of town for poor behavior. There were 7 of them hanging out with one of the men in the group being Dave, the one everyone else sort of looked up to as the de facto "leader" of their little gang. Dave had quite the imposing look about him, he was a very dark gray almost black allosaurus with a couple of thick red stripes that crossed over his face where his eyes were. His eyes were a bright shade of yellow, which was normal for his species but stood out sharply against his dark scaly skin. Following along his brow up along his head was a series of small spines that gradually turned into two long rows of small scutes that ran down his back and ended near the tip of his tail. He was wearing his usual outfit which consisted of a black leather jacket on top of a well-worn shirt bearing the logo of the local automotive shop he worked for with a pair of naturally distressed work jeans dotted with stains of motor oil and transmission fluid picked up from his job.

Dave took one last swig of the beer he'd been nursing and then turned aside to shout at one of his buddies.

"Hey! Nate! You think you can hit this from there if I throw it up into the air?"

Nate, a raptor of some persuasion, glanced over his shoulder away from the guys he was talking to.

"What? That?" Nate replied, brandishing the modified air pistol he was holding onto. "Yeah dude, throw it!"

Dave brought the empty beer bottle back behind his head and with a snap of his wrist threw it upward in front of him like a football. Nate drew his pistol and a single loud shot rang out as his gun fired a single pellet with something approaching the force of a jobsite air compressor. In an instant the pellet hit the bottle in midair with a resonating crack that caused a shower of green shards to rain down onto the dirt a few yards in front of everyone.

"Damn, nice shot Nate," Dave said with a smirk. "Now put that thing away before you accidentally shoot someone in the eye."

Nate rolled his eyes and stuck the pistol into the holster on his belt as he turned his attention back to the conversation he was having previously. Dave leaned back against the hood of his work in progress muscle car, reached into his jacket's inner pocket, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He smacked the open pack against the palm of his hand several times before doing it again at a slightly different angle to take one. He placed the cigarette into the front of his mouth just to the side of center before retrieving his lighter and igniting the end of it. The dinosaur took a long drag off of the stick and a few moments later exhaled causing a rush of smoke to leave his mouth and nostrils.

Suddenly, the sound of a door loudly slamming echoed across the dumping ground startling the entire party of dinosaurs.

"What the hell was that?" Someone said in the resulting chatter.

"I don't know, probably a bum or something. Who knows?" Someone else responded.

Dave immediately glanced over at the side of the building where the sound came from. There was a set of heavy steel double doors that were now closed. He wasn't sure if they were open earlier though as he never paid that area any attention. His eyes scanned the corner of the building looking for any sort of activity.

Moments later, another sound filled the air. This time it sounded like an empty 55 gallon drum being knocked over, off of a stack perhaps. Dave's attention shifted over to the right where the second sound came. He scowled for a moment and flicked his lit cigarette to the ground as he stood up from his car.

"Hey. Nate. Come with me," Dave said to the raptor as he gestured with his hand.

"Me? Why?" Nate answered.

"Because you have the thing that looks like a gun. If there's some fucking bum or whoever over there I don't want him or them or whoever causing problems."

Nate paused. "...we're not shooting him if there is one, right?"

"No you idiot. You and I are gonna go over there and tell him to get lost. He's gonna see what he thinks is a real gun in your hands, feel threatened, and probably get the hell out of here without any trouble."

"Oh... well, okay," Nate replied with a shrug.

The two dinosaurs separated from the festivities with Dave leading the way. They walked around toward the corner of the building near the doors where a mostly organized labyrinth of sealed steel drums sat. Dave jostled the handles of the double doors and let go when he realized they were locked shut. He looked around the corner of the plant and as he did so an audible thud echoed from over where the drums were.

"Did you hear that?" Dave asked in Nate's direction, though not turning to look at him.

"Yeah, it sounded like it came from over there."

Dave slowly crept over toward the barrels and motioned for Nate to follow him. The raptor reluctantly took a few steps forward but avoided getting too close to the dumping area.

"Is someone over here?" Dave said as he carefully stepped past the first couple rows of drums taking a second to look down either side of the lines as he crossed.

"Dave! Over there!" Nate shouted.

Dave looked back at Nate to see him pointing off to the side and as the allosaur followed Nate's direction he saw an empty barrel finish tipping off from another one landing on the ground with another loud thud.

"Alright what the fuck is going on here?" Dave said as he approached the fallen barrel.

"Do you see anything?" Nate asked as he watched the other dinosaur reach the toppled drum.

"No," Dave said as he glanced around where he stood. "There's nothing he-"

As Dave spoke he very quickly fell onto the ground as if he tripped on something.

"Dave! Are you okay?" Nate shouted.

The sound of a struggle could be heard.

"Nate!" Dave finally called out. "Get over here something's got my leg!"

The raptor trembled in response to his friend's call for help. His legs would not move but somehow he forced himself to leap across one of the rows of barrels. On his way over them Dave managed to stand up and as Nate made eye contact with him he saw a thick purpleish-pink tentacle lunge up from behind the allosaur and wrap around his right forearm.

"What the fuck?" Nate yelled as he watched the appendage grab Dave.

"Nate, help me out of here!" Dave called out, roaring as the tentacle grabbed his arm.

As Dave struggled to pull against the thick rope ensnaring him Nate's eyes widened as he saw a large figure slowly come into view behind the allosaur. The figure shifted suddenly and Dave let out a pained gasp as he was knocked to the floor on his stomach. With Dave on the ground Nate was able to see what was behind him. Standing over Dave was a creature Nate did not have the words to identify. It was person-shaped, like him and Dave and everyone else. Some kind of dinosaur with a face and tail and everything, but the being wasn't a dinosaur, it was something that only resembled one. Its entire body was the same hue of dark pink as the tentacle that Nate saw grab Dave.

Nate's eyes locked with the creatures for only a split second but the moment felt like minutes.

"Nate shoot this motherfucker!" Dave yelled out as he struggled to try and get off the ground.

Nate drew his pistol and pointed it straight at the creature, though just as he was about to pull the trigger it finally spoke.

"Well?" It said in a muffled raspy voice. "Are you gonna shoot me?"

Nate flinched out of fear but still squeezed the trigger. His air pistol fired off another rounded pellet and hit the pink monster right in its neck. As the pellet struck the creature its skin deformed like a thick liquid and the pellet passed completely through it and exited the other side.

"Owch," the creature responded.

Nate tried to shoot at it a second time but the cartridge in the pistol was empty, the illegal modifications he'd made to it dumped nearly the entire thing into only a few shots. Upon hearing the trigger click and nothing happening the creature whipped its tail in Nate's direction and as it swung the tail extended and stretched out to hit Nate in the chest knocking him down.

The raptor screamed as the thick tail struck him. He caught himself as he fell and scrambled up to his feet. Nate bolted off toward the rest of the group dropping his gun in the process and didn't bother stopping to pick it back up.

"Nate! You fucking asshole!" Dave shouted as he watched the raptor flee.

With his free arm Dave quickly grabbed the switchblade from his jeans, flicked it open, and stabbed it straight into the upper "arm" that was pinning him down. The blade effortlessly slid into the creature, including part of the handle, with a strange wet smacking sound. Dave simply stared in horror as he realized the creature didn't even bleed, that whatever it was was just this slimy pink stuff. In the distance the sound of car doors closing and engines starting could be heard.

"What a shame..." the creature said as it peered down at the defeated allosaur.

"What do you want from me?" Dave asked as his gaze met the creature's.

"I just want to feed," the pseudo-dinosaur responded in its distorted voice. "Now that your friends are gone we can do this in peace."

"The fuck? Feed? On me?" Dave stammered out, his pulse racing.

"Don't you worry, this won't hurt one bit. Quite the contrary, actually."

As the monster spoke its other arm shifted into a thick tentacle and pressed against Dave's chest pinning him down, the slime flowing across his body and over his shoulders.

"What the hell even are you?" The allosaur asked as the creature shifted and morphed in front of him.

"I've wondered the same thing," the pink slime said continuing to move around the allosaur. "Best I can tell is I'm a synthetic polymer that fused with organic matter, perhaps spurred on by the many things out here that are radioactive. At some point, I became sentient."

Dave shook his head and thrashed his legs as he still tried to fight against the growing mass holding him down.

"Why the fuck do you look like one of us then?"

"Simple. I like your kind. I maintain this form out of a sort of... respect, I suppose."

"What? Respect? You fucking attacked me!"

As Dave spoke with the creature it had managed to contort itself around behind him. There was still a thick tentacle wrapped around Dave's left leg but his right was free to kick and squirm around, which it was currently doing. Both of his arms had become restrained however by the mass of pink ooze coating most of his upper body that wrapped around his form and stuck him to the pliable mass of goo behind and partly now under him. The creature towered over Dave and as the allosaur looked up all he could see other than the clear night sky was its pink face staring back down at him. Out of the corners of his vision he saw several more tentacles wind through the air and approach him; he couldn't see where they were coming from but they'd emerged from the monster's back and arced around to grasp him.

The tentacles gradually slithered down the front of Dave's body until they reached his waistline. One of them pooled atop the fastener of his jeans while another liquefied and crept underneath his clothes toward his crotch.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Dave said, immediately attempting to resist the creature's touch.

"Just relax, this is the fun part," the creature replied.

The allosaur stirred and huffed as he felt the ooze dip behind his boxers and touch his flaccid cock. He twisted his hips futilely in an effort to pull away but slowly came to the realization that he was well and truly trapped. Whatever this... thing... was, it was going to have its way with him, and nobody was around to help him. Dave grunted as he felt the pink ooze flow down across his balls and as he looked down at his crotch he watched as the tentacles had managed to undo the front of his jeans and start to yank them down with his boxers. The allosaur's manhood emerged from his clothes, already partially erect from the feeling of the slime caressing him. The slime covering the dinosaur's orbs contracted slightly and squeezed them a bit prompting Dave to shudder, his cock flexing in response as it gradually engorged and stood out from his crotch.

One of the tentacles laying across Dave's midsection arched itself upward, its tip seeming to seek out his shaft. The dinosaur nervously watched as the tentacle neared his shaft and as it made contact with it the end of the tentacle started to expand and slide over it. Dave gasped and trembled as he felt the head of his maleness push into the end of the tentacle and looked on as the slimy appendage gradually engulfed his entire length.

"F-fuck..." Dave muttered out, his entire body shuddering as the slimy pink tentacle hilted his cock.

The dinosaur squirmed against the mass of goo behind him as he felt the tentacle pull back a bit and thrust back down onto him. The inside of the tentacle was incredibly slick, and tighter than anything he'd ever felt before. The amorphous nature of the ooze seemed to conform to the exact shape of his organ allowing it to caress every single part of his shaft with its slimy warmth. The sensations were comparable to nothing the dinosaur had ever known. The way the tentacle seemed to undulate in response to every involuntary throb and flex of his cock felt as though he was being expertly milked; combined with the continued gentle kneading and massaging of his balls it was enough to bring him to the verge of climax incredibly fast.

Dave could feel the urge to release rapidly building inside of him even though in the back of his mind he was still in a fugue state of panic and disbelief. Whatever was happening wasn't normal, this mass of slime sucking on his cock felt dirty, wrong even. He weakly tried to pull against his slimy restraints a final time until he winced and let out a staggered moan. The allosaur cried out as he reached his peak, his cock throbbing inside of the tentacle as he shot his load inside of it.

"Yes... just like that," the pseudo-dinosaur whispered into Dave's ear.

As soon as the allosaur's cum released into the tentacle it immediately changed its behavior; the tentacle buried itself down against the dinosaur's crotch and constricted around his manhood with every flex of his orgasm to prolong it as long as possible and milk him for everything he had. Dave again thrashed against the tentacles and slime wrapped around him as the feeling of the pink goo tightening around his cock mid-orgasm was almost too much to stand. Gradually, despite the creature's best efforts to keep Dave at his climax, the dinosaur's orgasm eventually began to wane. The tentacle engulfing his shaft continued to lightly suckle and stroke his length, not letting the organ go flaccid and keeping it erect. The allosaur let out a low moan as he reclined back into the torso of the monster feeling an incomprehensible mix of relieved and violated.

"There, I came. Is that what you wanted?" Dave asked dejectedly, catching his breath. "Will you let me go now?"

"Not yet," the half-formed creature replied. "Just a little more, then I'll be sated."

Before the dinosaur could form another thought he felt a thick tentacle slide along the side of his body and nudge up under his leg at the knee. The tentacle crept up along the underside of his tail until it reached his tailhole and gently nudged it with its tip.

"Wait, what the fuck are you doing?" Dave asked, his tailhole clenching up in response to the curious tentacle.

The creature didn't respond, it just simply looked down at Dave with a grin. The allosaur quickly found that attempting to resist something as intangible as an amorphous liquid was completely futile as the tentacle probed at his tight ring once again and easily deformed to slip right past his clenched muscles and into his body. Dave's eyes shot wide open as he felt the tendril of slime gradually expand and spread him open as more of it slinked into his nethers.

"Th-that's enough! Stop!" Dave yelled at the creature.

The allosaur's resistance was only met with a slow and methodical thrust that saw more of the tentacle bury itself deeper into his ass.

"You sick piece of shit! Whatever the fuck you are!" The dinosaur yelled again.

"You are really quite nasty, you know that?" The creature said as it frowned at Dave in a mocking manner.

Dave was about to say something else however as he opened his mouth to throw his retort another tentacle had emerged from behind the pseudo-dinosaur and arced up and around his backside. Before he could even speak the slimy tentacle shoved itself into the allosaur's mouth and forced its way down his throat. Dave sputtered as the appendage hit the back of his maw and convulsed slightly as its slickness allowed it to effortlessly breach his esophagus and slip further into him. He squirmed involuntarily as he initially choked on the invading tentacle but soon realized he was somehow still able to just barely inhale. A series of muffled grunts came out of his throat as the dinosaur tried to bite down onto the tentacle to no avail. As he fruitlessly fought against the creature he felt a bizarre pang of pleasure suddenly jolt through his body; the tentacle that had breached his tailhole had begun probing and kneading his prostate.

The allosaur had never felt such a uniquely intense erotic rush before. His hips trembled as he felt his still erect cock flex inside of the tentacle in response to the attention to his inner organ. He reflexively clenched his tailhole a bit prompting the creature to push more of itself into him as he relaxed afterward. The feeling of the warm ooze completely filling his inner cavity and pushing ever deeper inside caused Dave to rumble gently. His shaft throbbed again inside of the tentacle in response to the continued assault on his prostate and he could feel a small thick bead of cum work its way down his shaft and out its tip into the awaiting slime which quickly wicked it away and began to metabolize it like the rest of his seed from earlier.

It finally sunk in to Dave that this strange being was genuinely going to milk him for every last drop of his seed. The pink goo intensely kneaded his prostate with every pass it made and each time the allosaur could feel another meager amount of cum slowly ooze out of his cock. He arched his back a bit and straightened his neck out and mindlessly began suckling on the tentacle stuffed down into his maw as best he could. He murred into the slime as he felt his stomach gurgle a bit alongside a slight swelling sensation. Moments later he let out a muffled cry of pleasure as the slime brought him to orgasm a second time. His manhood began rhythmically pulsing a second time as it tried to release another payload but Dave could feel that nothing was actually coming out and he was dry firing into the slime, it had succeeded in its goal of draining him completely.

The creature slowly began to pull its tentacle out of the allosaur's mouth. The dinosaur could feel every inch of it as it slid out and he couldn't believe how far down inside of him it had apparently reached, the monster had to have withdrawn at least two feet of it from his throat. As the last of the appendage pulled out of Dave's esophagus the dinosaur finally exhaled deeply, shuddering as he moaned again. The allosaur shifted a bit inside of his restraints as he looked down at his lower body to see a prominent bulge in his gut, filled with all of the thick slime that had been using its weight to milk him through his prostate.

"F-fuck..." Dave muttered between breaths. "I can't cum anymore... please just let me go now..."

"Indeed, you are well and truly spent," the pseudo-dinosaur replied with a smile. "Just one more thing, however."

"Wha? What now?" Dave said with a pained breath.

The dinosaur let out a low sigh as he felt the tentacle wrapped around his cock start to slowly pull back, finally letting his rapidly softening maleness flop free from the gooey sleeve. As the tentacle retracted its end slowly closed up and as it sealed shut the appendage started to elongate and stretch out becoming as thin as a pencil but still just as flexible and pliable. The thin tendril curled around the allosaur's semi-flaccid shaft snaking up its length until it reached its head. Then, the end of the small tentacle pressed itself against the slit of Dave's cock and slipped down inside of it.

Dave winced at the sudden intrusion. For a brief moment it stung as his urethra stretched around the slimy tendril invading it but the pain quickly dissipated as the slippery goo pressed onward. The dinosaur could feel the underside of his cock literally bulging outward as the tentacle pushed into him. He knew there was no use trying to clench his muscles up as the slime was simply going to go wherever it wanted to. The tentacle passed down the base of his shaft and the dinosaur trembled as he felt it also pass through his prostate. Much like the thick tentacle that he'd swallowed moments earlier Dave felt like an impossible amount of tentacle had slid into him, at least twice the length of his manhood by now. Eventually, the tentacle came to a stop and as Dave looked down at his crotch he caught movement out of the corner of his eyes; a noticeable bulge had begun traveling down the tentacle headed straight towards his shaft.

"Wait! What are you doing to me?" Dave asked, his eyes widening as the bulge rapidly approached the tip of his maleness.

"Just a small parting gift, a little piece of me to remember our encounter by. Something to make you come back for more."

The dinosaur again switched sides to being oppositional and helplessly tugged against the ooze to no avail. The bulge in the tendril eventually reached his cock and the allosaur whimpered slightly as he helplessly watched it squeeze down past his cockslit. He felt every inch of the object's movement as it traveled through the tentacle, also passing through his tired prostate and prompting a pained gasp. At a certain point the tentacle buried inside of Dave split off into two directions, the end of each one dipping into each of his balls. The bulge inside the tentacle also split at this point and as either half of it reached the end of the tentacle a small amount of thick pink slime, no more than a teaspoon's worth, emerged into the dinosaur's orbs and made them its new home. With its task complete, the tentacle began to retract and pull itself out of the allosaur's shaft.

With the feeding now over, the creature started to gradually relinquish its grip on Dave. Its various tentacles unwound themselves from the dinosaur's arms and legs and the layer of goo coating most of his chest also started to pull back and retreat into the monster's main body. Dave watched as the bulge in his gut slowly deflated as the ooze drained itself from his body leaving his well-loved tailhole to slowly close up behind it. After what seemed like forever, Dave was finally free to move again. The dinosaur found himself laying on the dirt as the creature had reformed itself back into the person-shaped form it had prior and was now standing over him.

"Here, need a hand?" The creature said as it extended one of its arms in Dave's direction with its palm facing outward.

Dave scowled at the confusing gesture and stood up on his own, pulling up his pants and rebuckling them in the process.

"You dropped this," the pseudo-dinosaur said as it pulled back his extended hand and presented Dave's switchblade in the other.

Dave suspiciously eyed the creature as he slowly reached forward to take the knife from its hand and put it back into the pocket in his jeans where he'd had it earlier.

"You're just going to fuck me? That's it?" Dave finally responded.

"It's better that than how I used to go about feeding, digesting others entirely. Less painful for you, and maybe a little more fun. I'm sure you and I will meet again someday."

The pink slime dinosaur smiled, then turned away from Dave and began walking out into the maze of chemical barrels. Dave opted not to pursue the creature or ask it any more questions, the realization that he could've been "digested" by whatever it was filled him with a slight sense of dread. One thing he knew for certain though is that the creature was wrong about their paths ever crossing again. Once the creature was out of sight the allosaur turned back toward the abandoned plant and made his way back to his car. Just as he was about to collect Nate's discarded pistol though he saw a flash of alternating red and blue lights swish across the sides of the plant. Dave kicked the gun as far off to the side as he could as he approached the two squad cars.

"Alright, that's close enough. Hands where we can see them," one of the officers called out in his direction.

Dave couldn't see who was speaking as they'd shined a bright floodlight in his face so he simply raised his hands up next to his head and stopped walking toward the cars.

"Hang on, god damn it. Dave is that you?" The same voice said.

The spotlight turned away from the allosaur and as his eyes adjusted back to the dark he saw a familiar middle-aged triceratops standing behind the open door of the police car. It was Walt, a seasoned career officer from the local precinct and someone whose car Dave had done a significant amount of work on at his shop.

"Oh, hey Walt," Dave replied with a shrug.

The triceratops muttered something into his radio before stepping out around the door and approaching Dave.

"What's going on out here?" Walt asked. "Your buddies called us in a panic. Said something about a 'monster'?"

Dave realized the cops would definitely not believe him if he told them what actually happened. "We were just out here screwing around. You know, music and beer and all that. We heard some stuff banging around and went to check on it, some kind of big animal or something. Didn't get a good look at it. A couple of the guys swore it was a sasquatch and they scared themselves half to death over it working each other up so they ran off."

"Uh huh," Walt said as he stepped behind the allosaur and started patting his leather jacket. "And what are you still doing here by yourself?"

"...car wouldn't start," Dave lied, grasping for straws.

"So the guy who works on cars for a living drives something that won't start?" Walt asked, patting Dave's pants pocket and feeling something. The officer reached into the pocket and pulled out the switchblade.

"You know you're not supposed to have this, right?" The triceratops said.

Dave grumbled as the officer confiscated his favorite knife.

"Look kid, you're out here trespassing, littering, and your buddies are yammering on about some kind of monster. And, you're in possession of a piece of contraband. I ain't gonna cuff you but I can't exactly just tell you not to do this again and let you go. We're gonna have to book you at the station for now but we'll find a way to hash all this out fairly, okay?"

"Yeah, fine," the allosaur replied as he walked with Walt back to his squad car and was ushered into the back seat.