It happened because all conditions were met. He understood that, but he didn’t care.

It was a sunny day at the beach and everyone else seemed to have a lot of fun during that morning, although the place was beginning to become more and more deserted as the afternoon arrived, probably because of the growing grey clouds in the horizon.

The small, slightly feathered dinosaur, however, was only lying down on his towel with his arms crossed behind his head and enjoying the sun and the delightful sight of other people enjoying themselves, especially the big guys that passed by occasionally. However, he had always centered his attention in a rather hulking, deep blue-colored lifesaver who was sitting atop a nearby elevated platform. Needless to say, the small guy was all along elucubrating a plan to get to the blue hunk.

As the shore and approaching sea became empty, the frilled scalie pulled off his sun glasses and dived into the water for a short swim. His impermeable scales and feathers glimmered under the cerulean of the water and gave the surface of his skin an eerie glow that made him look like a silhouette from a distance while underwater and the droplets of liquid slid from his head and face when catching his breath.

Once he got far enough, he turned to the shore and began kicking and flailing to simulate a cramp.

The foam and commotion of his movements were caught by the lifesaver’s binoculars, who quickly grabbed his orange board and rushed to the sea to save the drowning lizard.

The massive body of the blue drake dashed through the water nimbly and in a matter of seconds, he dived down and grabbed the sunken glittering figure by an arm to pull him out of the sea and into safety of the shore.

The dinosaur had pretended to be knocked out to lure the lifesaver into trying mouth to mouth resuscitation and the instant he felt the drake’s lips, he darted his eyes open, fixed them into the blue hunk’s eyes and opened his neck frills to start employing his specialty memetic influence directly into the lifesaver’s mind.

As the little lizard rose up on his tail to lock the eye contact, the sun, sea, waves, sand and notion of his world suddenly began to vanish and all the blue hulking drake could do was stare at the sizeable eye pattern on the lizard’s neck frills. With a hissing, soothing voice, the dinosaur elicited a few suggestions that painted a groggy smile on the increasingly dropping jaw of his victim.

“(That’s a good boy, my sexy lifesaver)” said the feathered reptile with a chuckle, wiping and piercing through the brain of his now mindless, drooling, musclebound slave.

“(Now let’s get to a more private place, shall we?)” hissed the smaller one with a naughty smile while he used his tail to beckon his blissful hunk into a cave for some privacy together... after all, all the conditions are met.

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To be continued! [?]

I just had finished the short story I said I would work on for this pic. I got this as a gift from the sweetheart Dynosaur, who is more than glad to be my beefy, hypnotized servant.

Original pic, here.

Rayzour © Dynosaur
Vander © Me.