Key Blurb: "At first Carla hates being violated by the ancient beast, but after a while she begins to enjoy it."
Why doesn't anybody spin erotic yarns about all the nice extinct creatures, like I Was Plugged by a Respectful Dodo or A Steller's Sea Cow Fondled My Jugs With True Emotion?
Key Blurb: "The beautiful, buxom girl must now tend the farm like the rest of her family, feeding the animals, tending the crops, and protecting their land from hungry predators, like foxes, wolves, and the occasional dinosaur."
Look, if you're going to illustrate a macrocephalic velociraptor plowing a busty farmhand, respect the reader and set that shit amidst the waving wheat that sure smells sweet when the wind comes right behind the rain. A locker room just seems so WRONG.