title: Taking Work Home with Him aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [NomzForWolverine] id: [48711074] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期三, 八月 31日 2022, 1:18:17 凌晨

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Taking Work Home with Him

Author: NomzForWolverine Source: Taking Work Home with Him

A solar system-sized droplet of water dripped from the edge of Won’s glass onto a coaster that could have housed countless lifeforms. Ice cubes that would make the largest planets look like molecules clinked about as he took the cup in his broad, furry hands. A monumental downpour followed, carrying untold trillions of gallons down his throat.

Won, of course, hardly found his actions impressive. He took little notice of his actions, nor considered their magnitude in the eyes of mortals. No, he never concerned himself with thoughts such as that. Even that sip of brandy, as satisfying as it may have been, was forgotten the moment he set his glass onto its coaster again. To him, it was just a harmless sip of a few milliliters; a footnote in his latest conversation.

“Are you sure I’ve never told you?” Won rumbled after being free of his glass. A slight chuckle slipped through his lips. Warmth had finally started to arise in his belly, casting a sudden looseness on his tongue. “Come on, you have to be kiddin’ me!”

Across the table, Maxon shook his head again. “No, never. I think I’d remember something like that. He took a swig of his own glass, wiping out what little remained of the brandy within. He had already downed five glasses before it, though given the bear’s size, it was only fair that he might need a bit more. Won was preparing for his fourth.

Won could only widen his eyes in surprise. “Seriously?! I can’t believe I forgot to do something like that.”

“Eh, what do you expect?” Maxon replied with a shrug and frown. “You do collect a lot of junk.”

A small smirk came upon the wolf’s face. He leaned forward, allowing his rather hefty muscle gut to rest further ahead in his lap. “Well then, do I have a story for you.”

Maxon finally let his glass clink to his own side table. Though it was already empty, it took a lot to tear his attention away from it. He raised an eyebrow and finally let his gaze fall upon the object of their discussion.

To some, it may have seemed like an ordinary snow globe, albeit with a rather odd internal design. In lieu of a snowy, winter scene, it sported a mystifying disc of blues and purples, ranging from every shade to any intensity. It didn’t match Won’s study in any way, however. Surrounded by crystal ash trays, dark mahogany bookshelves, and custom-made furniture, the tacky galaxy-patterned knickknack stood as a garish souvenir.

Any outsider would have thought Won a bit kooky for holding onto something so strange. However, both of the men seated knew that disposing of such a thing would be a monumental waste. The only real question was why he’d kept it in the first place. “Seems a bit weird for you to keep one of those galaxies,” Maxon mused. “Didn’t think you the sentimental type.”

Won threw his arms up in a dramatic sigh, wearing a small smile to match his friend’s frown. “Ah, what can I say? I got a bit attached after spending a couple years around there.” His eagerness only grew once he saw Maxon react with an inquisitive brow. Now that he had his audience, he could really get going. “Listen up, cuz I ain’t telling his story twice.”

I’m not sure why I decided to stick around on this planet. Frankly, it was a bit of a crap hole compared to a lot of the ones I’ve been to. The “humans” or whatever they called themselves barely managed to get off their own planet, were just made of weird, soft skin with no defenses, and the idiots could barely keep themselves from destroying their rock with everything they built. It’s pretty obvious why they were up for collection.

But somehow, I couldn’t help myself. That morning was somewhere around the ten-thousandth I’d spent there. In Earth years, I think that was about 30. Did I mention humans barely live to three times that? I had more souls than I knew what to do with by the first decade and I hadn’t even started to work.

Anyway, I made my way out of the building I’d purchased and renovated when I first arrived on the planet all those years ago. I’d decided to reside in a “city” they called New York. Apparently, it boasted the widest diversity of activities that humans had to offer. I’d barely call it that. Only took a few years to find everything.

By then, everyone had gotten used to having me around. At first, their governments kept trying to capture me. Failing that, kill me. Can you believe it? What kind of idiot thinks they can kill a soul broker? A human, apparently. Eventually they let me do my business in peace, but it took a while. After that, walking down their streets wasn’t too much of a hassle.

I passed through the sidewalk, forging a wide berth in the path ahead. With every heavy step of my feet, humans cleared aside to either end of the concrete aisle. I guess it makes sense. They were only about as tall as my navel back then. Guess I took up a wide part of the walkway.

I caught one man’s eye as I passed. I think I saw him just about every day for the past... oh, let’s say seven years. He couldn’t take his eyes off me! They followed me as he walked past, slowing his step to a crawl just to take in every inch of me. I think he had a thing for giant wolves! But that got me thinking. Why not give him a show he’ll remember for the rest of his pitifully short life?

And more importantly, why not give everyone the show they’ve been waiting for? I could feel it all around me every day. They were afraid of me, but these humans were also intrigued. You wouldn’t believe how many of them sought me out for a chance at getting in my suit. Not all of them were so explicit, of course, but even they were curious about what kind of power the “alien” in their midst held.

So, I decided that would be the day I ended the charade. It was time to show them what a soul broker really does. I wish I could have seen the grin I wore on the way to Central Park. Probably scared more than its fair share of humans.

When I reached the park, I made my way to a place they called “The Mall.” No idea why. I thought malls were big shopping centers, not a path lined with trees. I have to admit, that area was very nice. I spent most of my time there, just admiring the plant-life throughout the seasons. Sometimes, I took a stroll onto the connecting area known as the “Literary Walk.” It has a couple statues of humanity’s most famous writers.

They actually call them Literary Giants, if you can believe it. By the end of the day, they knew what a real giant was.

I barely made it a few steps into the Mall before I suddenly felt something slam into my belly. Yes, I know; it happens a lot. I can’t help it if things crash into this magnificent dome all the time. Everyone ends up inside it one way or another. They might as well be attracted to it beforehand. This human was no different.

He was actually quite a tall human. I could actually see his face as it bounced back from my stomach after having been wedged inside the bit of chub. For once, I didn’t mind all that much that he had just wrinkled my suit and popped my undershirt out from my pants. They were about to be destroyed after all—human and clothing alike.

The man stumbled back with a slew of apologies pouring out of his mouth, but I waved him off. There was no need to apologize. Not to mention, I could see quite the intense blush on this one’s face. Not that I needed to see anything. I can read minds; this guy hadn’t felt this much excitement all week. So, I decided this was as good a time as any to start the show.

“It’s no trouble at all,” I lied, still actually a bit hung up on my undershirt. Now that I think about it, it did bother me a bit. I suppose I wanted to look a little nice for humanity’s finale. But like the generous broker I am, I made sure to stuff down those feelings and make this man’s last moments perfect. “In fact, I’ll give you an even closer look!” The man scarcely had a chance to protest before my big paw clapped the back of his head and pulled him in close.

I tended to refrain from physical contact with humans while I was on Earth. You know how it is when you’re absorbing energy and souls. Kind of hard to turn it off. It was everything I could manage just to avoid doing so from a distance! But man, was it a turn on to feel how large I was compared to these little things.

My palm practically enveloped his head. My fingers alone seemed massive as they bent behind his ear. If I wanted to, I could have probably squeezed and popped his skull like a grape. It would have been easy. Boring at that. I had much better plans in mind.

He yelped a in surprise, but my gut muffled the rest of the noise that tried to escape. His shouts of alarm bubbled up into my body, providing a pretty unique and satisfying massage, if I do say so myself.

The little guy struggled at first. I guess all this lupine goodness can be a lot to take in. However, it was only a second or so before he gave in and relaxed. I felt his embarrassment peak as his boldness reached a fever pitch. He couldn’t believe what he was about to do. I could.

His hands nervously reached upward. Little pinpricks of fingers reached out and wrapped themselves as far around each of my pecs as they could go. Of course, that really just meant squeezing the sides of my nipples through my shirt. Even so, it felt good. So damn good, I worried I might get carried away before really starting the show. All the while, his face got a nice helping of suit-covered belly.

But then, of course, he began to shrink. And I began to grow. My palm on his skull grew larger while he disappeared further into the mass of my stomach. I felt a toothy grin grow on my face as his life force began to feed into my own. You know the feeling. All that pulsing warmth filling up your body is like nothing else! I wonder if humans have anything similar to it.

I started to feel my suit grow tight, especially around the shoulders. My undershirt fully popped from its home in my waistband. And before long, the man at my belly couldn’t even reach the ground. His legs dangled an inch or so above before he finally realized something was wrong.

That’s when he started to struggle again. Surprisingly, he actually managed to escape my grip! A little bit anyway. He slipped out from between my fingers, gasping and panting like he hadn’t had a breath of air in over a year. I loomed over him with one hell of a grin on my face though. He was about eye- level with my crotch by then. Just the sight of this shocked, shrunken, gasping human made my dick twitch. It had been a while since I really got to enjoy myself. I figured why not go all the way?

He didn’t get the chance to run. I don’t let snacks get away after all. Oh, he tried to turn and run for the hills, but I guess he overestimated his own height. The little guy tripped over his own two feet while trying to spin around. If not for me, he would have crashed to the ground! My big old paw was right there to catch him. He felt smaller than ever. His torso alone could have fit in my fist.

So, I did the only logical thing and pulled him into what I think humans call a “Bear hug.” He squashed into my suit and started to thrash and kick with all his might, but it didn’t do him no good. The more I squeezed, the deeper I pulled him. He shrunk and withered away, his soul flowing into my stomach like a tidal wave. Well, with the speed of one. Compared to mine, he wasn’t any more than a molecule in the sea.

Even so, that catalyst was all I needed. I pulled my arms away from my chest, revealing nothing but my own wrinkled outfit. It was time to say goodbye to one of the best suits I’d ever owned. And all the better, I’d drawn a crowd. A whole throng of humans, young, old, and every appearance I could imagine, all stood on the edges of The Mall in stunned silence.

I flashed them a wink and flexed.

Instantly, my suit tore along all of its seams. Muscle exploded outward in big, furry tufts. I wish you could have seen it! I’d torn suits by accident before, but never on purpose like this. The feeling of fabric ripping away like tissue paper is damn addictive. All it took was a bit of controlled growth and I exploded upward. It’s amazing what a nice helping of a soul can do for your gains.

At last, the humans had the sense to run. Screams erupted around me, but I couldn’t bring myself to care much. Tattered, but still fine, fabric hung around my body in scattered bits, most of it already fallen to the ground. I embraced the feeling of cool air on my fur, but nothing was quite as satisfying as finally having my cock free and swinging. It burst free from my boxers of its own accord actually. One extra throb was all it took. Now, it swung like a bat between my legs, dribbling precum onto the path.

Finally, I turned my attention to the pedestrians. They couldn’t have been more than the size of my foot, only reaching my lower leg at the very tallest. It was almost cute how they thought they could run.

I picked the biggest group to follow. Why not, when I’d be catching them all at some point? My lumbering footsteps carried me straight to some business man who could barely bring himself to scream. My shadow eclipsed his body an entire five steps away! All he could do was stare up at me with big, wide eyes, terrified at what I was about to do to him. I could tell right away that this was a guy who walked all over everyone he came across, thinking he was the most important man on Earth.

It felt good to show him where humans stacked up, no matter how high they were on their own tier.

I squashed him with my arms. Hugged him so hard he disappeared into me, soul and all, with barely a few seconds. His suit (worse than mine by the way) vanished even faster. I wonder how he felt, spending his last conscious moment naked against a superior being.

The warmth of his existence exploded through my body, only by now, it was more of an electric charge. I grinned as my growth sped up, carrying me upward with every step I took. That big group lost ground rapidly. It was all I could manage to make them think they were getting away. It’s amazing how people just group up like that. Sure, a few people split off from the crowd once they realized what I was following, but almost everyone stayed together like their lives depended on it. I watched some of them correct themselves from turning in the opposite direction when the crowd picked something else.

Sure, if they had actually split off, I would have just taken their souls from a distance like everyone else, but it’s still interesting to watch.

Eventually though, I had enough of that nonsense. Rather than follow them normally, I decided to take a detour. They had run themselves into a corner; taking the worst possible route through Central Park. In just a few more turns, they’d be at the lake. Humans can swim surprisingly, but definitely not any faster than they can run. There’d be no escape for them there.

So, I decided to cut down on time and meet them there.

Honestly, I’m not sure why they didn’t wise up to what I was doing. I can practically see myself through their eyes now. My big, beautiful frame towering above the trees, visible no matter how they tried to block me out. You know the feeling, right? When you know that your existence is so monumental that no one can dare fully comprehend it? I wasn’t even that big yet and I could already feel it!

My footsteps sunk into the ground like it was made of dough. Each step left brown dugouts in the shape of my paw. For a moment, I lamented all the grass I’d have to clean out of my toes later, but it seemed pretty inconsequential at the time. All that I really cared about was getting to the lake. Which, of course, only took a few steps.

As I got into place, my cock swung happily between my legs. I hadn’t let it get fully hard—no, that would be for later—but it still dribbled a healthy helping of precum onto the ground. My shining head tickled past trees with every step, forcing it to churn up even more sweet goo. I’m pretty sure it’s amazing for the planet. If not, well, who’s around to care after we’ve had our fun?

Finally, the fleeing humans made it to me. The most observant of their remaining party skidded to a stop once they exited the clearing, but it amounted to little. Everyone behind and around them was too foolish to even look up while fleeing from a giant. Their fellow lemmings pushed and trampled them, eager to escape from a danger they didn’t realize they’d been led straight toward.

I flashed a toothy grin, made them well aware of what they’d just doomed themselves to, and reached down.

Like I said before, none of these humans were all too adept at actually running away from me. Snatching them up proved even easier than chasing them. I just swiped a big paw through their ranks. At that point, my palm was more than big enough to gather them all up. I closed my fist around them, trapping two dozen screaming bodies within my furry fingers. I always thought I was pretty clumsy with these fat sausages, but picking up that handful of snacks proved me wrong.

Oops, did I spoil what I was about to do with them? Oh well, that was pretty obvious, right? A soul in the belly is one thing (and I already had a few thousand churning and bubbling away in me) but a soul in its body? That’s enough to drive anyone crazy.

I lifted the entire group over my face. Some slipped and fell from in between my fingers, but I didn’t pay them any mind. Most shrunk away to nothing but their soul’s residual energy before they hit my pecs. I was focused solely on the mass of tangled limbs that occasionally managed to poke out from my fingers.

My jaws opened wide alongside my fingers. The whole mass of humans splatted onto my tongue, their limbs and hands scrabbling as best they could for any sort of grip. I’m no expert on this sort of thing, but I think the whole point of a mouth is that nothing is supposed to escape it once it’s inside. Their efforts barely accomplished anything but to speed up their journey downward. I let my lips close, slurped around them for any stragglers, and finally swallowed down the whole mass of gooey bodies.

20 minuscule snacks soon surged down my throat to join their bodiless pals in my belly. Holding back after that was impossible. I always forget how much energy a live snack can give you...

I exploded outward. I wish I could have seen myself from ground level; it would have been the best sight of my puny life if I was a human. My paws expanded fast enough to bulldoze all of Central Park within a few seconds. Shrubs, benches, trees, and—of course—people disappeared under my bulk. I felt every impact against my pawpads and fur. Little pinpricks of energy sparked across my paws with every foot they expanded. I was absorbing them before I could even tell they were there!

To say the least, I was turned on. Before I’d even broached a thousand feet, my cock had started to throb. It pulsed and bounced, eager for some attention. I was all too happy to give it. I took my dick in hand and started to stroke, ready to clear the tallest buildings mankind had to offer. I stood still enough, but my growing bulk left little preparation for the Earth itself. The ground caved under the pressure I brought. What once felt like sand felt a lot more like a thin layer of ice covering a lake. At that size, the Earth’s crust might as well have been ice. My balance shifted to and from as I tried to make sense of the magma-floating plate beneath me. My toes actually slipped into the ocean. They decimated Long Island before I could even think about absorbing the people there.

At that point, I could already see the Earth’s curvature in the distance. I remember thinking to myself, “there’s no way I’ve grown that big already!” but there I was, with the entirety of New York City’s remains housed between my toes. I had to lean in just to see it. I could only really make out a particularly sparkly dot next to the biggest one.

Then, my dick throbbed. A droplet of precum slipped off it and hurtled to the ground. I only had time to hiss out a quiet, “oh fuck,” before it struck the edge of my toe. My fur took most of the impact, but more than enough pre floated down to the Earth’s surface.

All of New York City disappeared into a transparent orb of wolf juice in a split second. I couldn’t have done a thing even if I wanted to. Okay, well, maybe I could have, but that would have taken some actual effort.

It was too small a drop to even break its own surface tension. The gooey orb just jiggled in place between my toes, settling onto ground that would require years to absorb it. I wondered what the few million souls that had just popped into my being had seen with their last few moments? Did they even know that it was nothing more than precum rolling down the furry mountains toward them? I don’t think they even had time to scream for help before its sticky wall crashed into their city, leveling entire buildings in an instant.

With my feet halfway in the ocean and my dick raining more destruction on humanity than I could even do on purpose, I thought that this was actually enough work for one day. I know, my workaholic ass would never say something like that, but hear me out.

I didn’t need to collect any more souls here. I hit my quota somewhere around my fifth year on the planet. I could have left a long time ago. Even at that moment, standing around with the clouds around my waist and the stars twinkling around my head, I didn’t want to just walk out.

What a crappy ending, am I right? What’s fun about destroying the entirety of humanity? But more importantly, where’s the fun in letting them figure out what they’d do on their own without peeking in every now and then?

My gaze turned upward, taking in the vast beauty of the “Milky Way.” I had to hand it to humans; they picked a good place to grow out of hot goop in.

Then, a devilish thought popped into my head.

Won grunted, gritting his teeth together as the pressure in his loins became all too much to bear. His cock throbbed as hard as it could and sent a volley of milky white wolf semen flying into the air. The gooey load splattered right on target: the glass dome housing the Milky Way and all its inhabitants.

Not long after, Maxon similarly gasped, loosing his sticky cream onto the snowglobe. “What’d I tell ya?” Won asked. He panted, though a grin remained painted on his face. His suit felt pretty moist and warm now that he’d spent that entire story jerking off. “A lot more interesting now that you know what it is, right?”

Maxon grunted affirmatively, already tucking his dick back in his pants. “And what if someone other than me spots it? You know you can’t take work home with you.”

Won growled and rolled his eyes. “Oh, lay off it,” he mumbled. His dick continued to leak onto his lap, while a droplet of cum the size of a large star dripped from the edge of his stolen galaxy and onto the wooden surface of his table. He’d get someone to clean that up later. “Everyone thinks it’s just a neat souvenir. And in a way, it is.”

A chuckle of amusement left Maxon’s throat. “Well, can’t fault you for enjoying your work.” He paused for a moment, eyeing their shared, sticky handiwork. His own load was much thinner, spreading across the globe enough to nearly cover it in a thin, white sheen. Won’s by contrast, was thick enough to collect in big, drippy globs that dominated the small areas they contained. “You think they’re aware of the irony that they live in a galaxy called the Milky Way now that you do this every night?”

Won shrugged, already starting to tug at his cock again. “Eh, what do I care?” He did care though, just a little bit. After all, who would want to lose their favorite cum target?