title: Sneaking In aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [0_dragonspet_0] id: [47480287] date: 星期三, 八月 24日 2022, 3:50:48 下午 modified: 星期三, 八月 24日 2022, 4:09:56 下午

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Sneaking In

Author: 0_dragonspet_0 Source: Sneaking In

Three metres.

Two.

One.

I bump into my target, my voice a apologetic murmur as I half-twist, raising a hand in apology for having hit the poor bloke. As he turns and disappears into the crowd I can’t help but grin, a flicker of my eye activating the tracking software for the transmitter I just placed on the guy’s jacket. Good looking jacket too. But then again I guess that comes with being some biotechnica bigwig. Not that I care. I just want the contents of his workstation.

Flick-blinking, I open the tracker software and let it project itself onto my vision as I slip into a nearby noodle stand, grabbing a big bowl of synth-chicken udon broth from the vendor while I wait for the transmitter to go live. It does not take long. Within minutes I’m getting a solid feed, its location updating with reassuring regularity. Even over the din of the city, over the overfilled airwaves, so thick with all sorts of competing signals, it is reading nice and true.

I munch thoughtfully on a piece of vat-grown meat that tastes vaguely like chicken and watch as the blip suddenly picks up speed.

Mmm, cab?

It climbs and starts to move upwards, my tracking software automatically compensating for the sudden introduction of a third dimension and tilts the display, showing an isometric view of the city around the blip. Up and up it goes before it starts to bank and race away.

Aircar. Hah, rich corpo bastardi.

Finishing the last of my broth, I toss the bowl into the recycler and head into the crowds, darting into a nearby side-alley to avoid the worst of the crowds. Three minutes later I find myself in front of the heavy tarp I’d left in another abandoned alley and yank it off, revealing the sleek hull of my skimmer bike. Getting on, I thumb the activator and give it a good rev, relishing the vibrations of the fusion drive as it spools up to power. Null-grav plates under it hum with power as they lift the bike and me up. And then we’re off, like a bullet from a gun.

Following the blip is easy enough. It moves as if it does not know it is being followed and I intend to keep it that way. I keep a respectful distance until I am sure it has stopped for good. Guiding my bike down three streets away, I bring up a better resolution image of the building from some of the public network cameras dotted around the district.

Not a bad looking place, I muse, scratching my chin. My whiskers twitch as I try to take in everything I’m seeing; Cameras dot the outside of the low-rise apartment block. A solid-looking gate bars the front and I can already spot several heavily armed goons patrolling the outside. As I flick through the cameras I catch a glimpse of myself; A short, athletic looking rat, brown fur and mostly decked in a nondescript synthetic leather jacket and pants. I shoot the camera a playful smirk before returning to my scoping.

Fifteen minutes later I find my way in: An old pipe, no doubt part of the building’s AC system. Part of it’s broken, with a crack big enough to fit a mouse in.

Or rat, in my case.

I grin and slip out of my clothing, slipping on a tight-fitting synthskin suit before I reach into the storage compartment of my bike and grab the very expensive bottle from within. Inside, through the artly opaque plastic I can still see about fifteen or so capsules. One is all I need. Popping the lid, I toss back one of them and swallow, slipping the capsule back in and throwing my clothes in after before sealing the compartment.

Then, I sneak as close to the building as I dare and wait.

It’s about an hour or so later when I start to feel it. My body trembles and a sudden wave of vertigo washes over me. For a second, my skin feels too tight, then too loose. And then, everything starts to shift. My vision blurs and everything starts to hurt. Bones creak and muscles ache as, for a moment, I slip into unconsciousness.

By the time I come to, it’s all over. Grunting, I stand up and stretch, my back cracking as I limber up both to shake off the after-effects of the drug and to ready myself for what is to come. Turning, I face the now skyscraper sized wall and begin to climb, my fingers finding ample purchase in the car-sized bricks.

My mind settles into routine as I work my way up, one hand over the other, until everything blurs together.

After some interminable time, I find myself standing atop the wall, staring over at the building I want to enter. The goons still patrol, the sky still shines and the air still reeks of pollution, cheap soba noodles and cordite. I’m the only thing that’s changed. Aiming my grappling hook, I watch as it arcs through the air, nodding in satisfaction as it clinks into the crack on my first try. After checking that it’s anchored, I start to climb over, leaving the other end of the line secured here. The guards might be watching for any signs of intrusion true, but they’ll be looking for people sized signs of intrusion.

I’m gambling on the fact that they’ll not even notice my shrunken form as I scamper up the line and into the pipe-works.

And, much to my satisfaction, my decision is vindicated. Not a soul notices. Not even the roided-up, chrome sporting muscle head below me as he wanders by, one hand resting on the holster of an automatic S&C and the other holding a lit chemstick. The fumes briefly make my head spin as the cloud of noxious air rise skywards. But, I’m soon inside. After that, it becomes merely lining up the blip with the right floor and finding a pipe running in that direction.

Three hours later, I finally find an opening to squeeze out of. Swearing quietly, I kick against the grate.

It squeaks and shifts slightly. I kick again, and this time it bends outwards. Squeezing through the gap, I find myself in a stylish, minimalistic kitchen, all sleek lines and tasteful understated opulence. I note the fact that all the counters appear to be made out of black marble, with veins of gold running through them. Part of me wonders if it’s real gold. Or real marble for that matter. Shrugging, I push onwards, gripping one of the ventilation pipes that run along the ceiling. Bastard makes enough to afford both, no problems. Head of Bwystfilwr Biotechnica. Rich asshole.

I freeze as I hear laughter. Two voices, about five metres to my right. They are coming this way. Gripping the pipe tightly, I frantically search for anywhere to hide. But, there is nothing.

Wait!

My heart leaps as I notice the light hanging a half metre to my left. It has a broad shade, faintly reminiscent of the hats I see the rickshaw runners using.

Fuck it, best shot I have.

Tensing, I leap for it. For one glorious second, I know I will make it. And then, I don’t. My fingers slip off the metal wire holding it up and my feet find exactly zero purchase. Swearing, I scramble and try to avoid-

But it is too late. I muffle a squeak as the lamp cants under me and I find myself free-falling.

I barely even have time to think before I land with a loud splorch. All goes dark and I struggle to breathe, some sweetly scented, viscous goop covering everything.

For a moment, I don’t know whether to struggle for my life or to remain perfectly still. Muffled by the surrounding substance around me, I can hear voices speaking, loud enough that they must be within a metre of me, if not less. Discovery at this stage, at this size would be… less than advantageous. But, on the other hand, y’know, breathing is nice too.

As carefully as I can, I find my footing and stand up, breaching the surface of the thick gloop as quietly and slowly as possible.

“Aww, those wonderful profiteroles you got earlier smell so nice. You didn’t have to get me anything you know.”

A soft, feminine voice. No idea who it might be, but as long as they don’t discover me, it doesn’t really matter either.

“Oh it was no big thing. There was a new bakery that opened up along my route and I heard there was a very talented patisserie working there. And judging by the smells that wafted out before I even opened the door, I’d be willing to put money on it.”

Male. Likely the one I’ve been shadowing. Neither of them sound like they might suspect anything.

Good. And profiteroles huh… On a hunch, I sniff around, and sure enough, my confines have the distinct scents of vanilla and cream. As a shadow starts to loom overhead, I try to cover myself with a few scraps of pastry, trying my best to make it seem like the crust is whole.

“They do smell wonderful. Oh, I can barely wait, do you mind if…?”

Laughter.

“Go right ahead. I’m eager to see what you think. Heard they use a special Madagascan vanilla.”

There is a loud crunching sound and my heart damn hear leaps out of my chest as teeth cut through pastry and cream, mere millimetre from my face. I get a brief glimpse of some vixen, their features pretty enough, though my attention is more focused on escaping my predicament. But, before I can even begin to attempt anything, she nonchalantly tosses the entire remainder of the pastry into her mouth, jaws flying towards me as I reflect on the utter shit luck I’ve been having these last few weeks.

With a resounding chomp the jaws close, leaving me trapped in utter darkness. Crunching sounds fill my ears, almost deafening as they mingle and mix with the wet, squishy sounds of the vixen’s jaws moving. It is a desperate scramble to avoid being chewed to bits, though I mercifully manage to stay safely away from her teeth. Her lips briefly open and I make a mad dash for freedom, but I barely get two steps before I slip on cream and partially chewed pastry, my face smacking into her tongue with a loud splat. As I raise my head and try to scramble to my feet, I catch one last glimpse of the outside world, the kitchen framed by the back of her teeth, soft and welcoming lips curled in what must’ve been a smile. I know what’s coming, I can feel it in my soul. The view shifts as her head leans back, her tongue curling upwards, forcing me back and down. My feet hit the back of her throat a moment before it opens wide, swallowing me whole.

A loud glrk echoes in my ears as the walls creep over my face, sealing me within her gullet. Powerful contractions wash over me as she swallows, the waves of peristaltic motion forcing me down, deeper into her. I can’t even move an inch, the pressure around me squeezing me tight. All around me I can hear her, the sounds of her body. The rush of air as she breathes, the reverberations through her chest as she laughs. I feel her voice as much as hear it, though it is rather muffled and I can’t even make out any words. Overlaid it all is the soothing sound of her heartbeat, strong and slow. It’d almost be calming to listen to, were it not for the fact that I’m heading straight for her gut.

As I descend, the sound of her stomach gradually makes itself known, deep reverberations rising up to meet me, rumbling growls transmitting through the flesh around me. They get progressively louder, until at last I find myself squeezed through a tight opening and into a sweltering chamber. I barely have enough presence of mind to hold my breath and close my eyes as I drop down into a lake of chyme, landing ass first into the bubbling broth. Several things bump against me as I struggle my way back to the surface, coughing and spitting as I desperately try to avoid swallowing any of the gunk. Finding something floating near me with enough buoyancy to keep me above the foul depths, I cling to it for dear life.

All around me are the sounds of her stomach working noisily as it gurgles and churns, it’s walls hidden by darkness, but present through the waves they send through the murky slop around me. Waves of the stuff lap against me, leaving a thick residue on my suit that will no doubt take days to get out. If I get out, I think to myself, shuddering as I fully take in the situation I’m in. All around me are signs of food in partial stages of digestion, bits of pastry bubbling away in her stomach acids and other, less recognisable bits, slowly melting away into the slurry.

I try to activate the touch panel on my wrist display, but the omnipresent sludge makes that somewhat difficult. It takes several tries and some inventive swearing before I can get the screen to react for long enough to open a note with a white background. Soft, pale light spills from the screen.

Not much, and not as good as a flashlight, but I work with what I have. It reflects back off the glistening walls as they pulse and shift, undulating in mesmerising patterns that send shivers down my spine. It is so terrifyingly organic that I struggle to put words to it. All around me bits of food float, their stages of decomposition now more easily discernible.

Part of me almost wishes I didn’t turn on the light at all. I can see nothing of the pastry I came down in, every last trace of it gone from sight. All that remains are some half-eaten fruits bobbing on the surface, as well as the chunk of bread keeping me afloat.

“Well, fuck.”

I struggle my way on top of my soggy flotation device, wiping some excess stomach goop from my screen before slowly turning it in a semi-circle. A lake of brownish-green sludge shifts around me, the gunk so thick I can’t even see past the surface of it. Even my suit is coated in the viscous mess.

“Man, it was going so well too… Would have been such an easy payd-”

Everything shakes and I barely manage to stay afloat as sizeable waves crash against my partially digested float. Loud moans echo through the stomach and everything shifts. I manage a half-strangled yelp as I’m tossed overboard as the world lurches sickeningly to the left, making everything crash against the side of the stomach in one great wave. Once more I find myself pulled under, tossing end over end as the strong current passes over me. Thankfully, my feet find purchase on something and I manage to kick off, launching myself in the direction of what I hope is the surface.

Moments later I find myself gasping for breath as I breach the top of the thick layer of sludge, head spinning as I fight for breath. I manage to recover before I sink once more and find something to cling to. A bit of apple saves me from an ignominious end in her gut and I cling to it for dear life as the stomach sloshes from side to side, its contents tossing like some stormy sea.

Things don’t exactly get better when a veritable river of something deep red pours down from above, splashing down near one of the walls. The smell of wine fills the stomach as yet more of it sloshes in, followed shortly afterwards by several chunks of food. It takes me a moment to realise why it feels off; it’s coming in as a river instead of a waterfall. Which means she’s lying down. Which means…

Another moan echoes through her gut, the stomach walls tensing and pressing down on the contents held within. Chunks of food break up and sink beneath the waves as they are squeezed together, finally breaking up and melting. I can’t help but shiver at that, something of a thrill racing up and down my spine. The pieces are starting to fit together and I can’t help but feel a weird sense of voyeurism at the whole thing, some weird and forbidden kink as I listen to her moans around me. A deep rumble shakes her stomach and more food comes sliding in, spilling into the murky lake like a dump truck emptying its load into the nearest bog. Waves ripple outwards as chunks of meat splash into it, followed by several chewed-up pastries, their creamy insides floating atop the foul gunk for a moment before sinking into it.

Everything shakes once more and I can barely keep myself from slipping in, the chunk of apple I’m straddling already getting soft and mushy as the stomach acids eat away at it. Whatever it is keeping me from meeting the same fate… I hope to fuck it keeps doing so for however long it is needed.

Under me, I can feel the piece of fruit slowly succumb. Even so forewarned it still catches me by surprise when it finally breaks up into tiny pieces and drift away, leaving me once more bobbing on the surface, treading water. Or stomach goop as it were. Light drifts in and out as I struggle to stay afloat, my display barely even providing any illumination whenever my arm dips below the surface of the thick muck. I can feel bits of partially digested food rubbing against me, chunks of indiscernible somethings, all in varied stages of melting away.

“Oh, this is all kinds of fucked…”

I mutter it to myself again and again like some sort of mantra against evil, yet as much as might want it, it does fuckall to dispel the growing tightness near the groin area of my suit. All that mush, the bits brushing against it, the occasional caress from the stomach walls, the weird thrill of voyeurism from listening to the rising frequency of moans, it all serves to instil some fucked up sense of horniness in me. I can’t for the fucking life of me figure out why, but I’ve never been fucking hornier in my life. A rising flush creeps up my collar as the stomach tenses again, the walls rubbing against me as they press me up against some chunk of food. Ripples of muscular contraction play across my suit, caressing my cock in ways that have me whimpering. I can’t help but feel a perverse sense of relief that nobody can see nor hear me. Or notice the considerable bulge in my skin-tight suit. Hell, you’d probably even be able to see it fucking throb with how tight this thing is.

A shudder races down my spine as a particularly loud moan shakes the stomach, making the walls tremble in turn. Shortly afterwards, I feel repeated bumps shake my fleshy prison, sending little waves through the viscous slop around me.

“O-oh fucking fuck… You can’t be serious… Nnnfff…”

There is little doubt. The moans, the shaking… They are totally, unequivocally, undeniably fuckin’.

And for some godforsaken reason, my dick has decided this is the hottest fucking thing ever. Already, a blob of pre has formed around my tip, my suit keeping it contained, leaving it nowhere to go. And every fucking bump and grind and gentle nudge from the walls against my shaft make me go weak in the knees, further exacerbating my problem. As the stomach contracts again, I find myself pressed hard between the fleshy folds and a particularly sizeable chunk of fruit, my erection nestled between two folds of flesh.

Without even bothering to ask permission from my brain, my hips decide to start bucking all of their own, grinding and thrusting my cock against the warm walls as hard as I can. Each thrust makes spots dance before my eyes, snatches my breath away. The raw pleasure of it all eats away at my will, my shame, until nothing is left but unbridled hedonism, until all that’s left on my mind is the building release.

“F-fuck…”

Faster and faster, using the fruit against my back to keep me firmly pressed against the walls, grinding away as if my life depends on it.

I cum at the same time as a ecstatic moan shakes the stomach, the front of my suit filling with seed as my cock throbs again and again. Finally it manages to overtake the tension of the suit, sending cum trickling down my right leg. There is a strange thrill, some illicit sense of delight to knowing that cute vixen I so briefly spied will be digesting my cum. It’s perverse, I know. But still… Almost like it was me cumming down her throat, y’know?

For a while, I just drift there, utterly spent and content, despite the smells of partially digested food and the bubbling, gurgling sounds all around me. Almost lose track of time. Zen out.

When I finally start having somewhat less horny thoughts again, most of the food around me is little more than mush, melted down while I drifted in a haze of post-nut bliss. A loud, ominous rumbling precedes a series of gurgling noises and the pool around me begins to shift. Suddenly, I feel a tug on my feet, the thick slop around me shifting and swirling.

Oh fuck.

There is little I can do, no real handholds besides the slick walls as the contents of the stomach around me gradually empties downwards, pumping the digested remains of dinner, dessert and this dumbass fucking wannabe spy into her intestines. A tense knot of flesh grips my feet and I feel myself sucked inside with startling speed, a loud gwoooarn filling the air as I am pumped into her guts along with the rest of her food. Any hopes I might’ve had of waiting it out, of maybe sneaking out somehow after they pass out has just gone out the window. Hundreds of little villi brush against me from all sides as I flow along her intestines, her body absorbing all it can from the river of digested matter.

It’s comically un-fucking-fair. How the fuck am I meant to not get rock-fucking-hard when subjected to that kind of treatment? Within seconds I am hard again, my body writhing and twisting, trembling and shaking as I find myself subjected to the most intense, most intimate massage of my life. I cum again and again, helpless to stop, my mind utterly buried under an avalanche of pure fucking distilled horny.

It’ll be a long way out.

Even that thought sends a rush of arousal through me. Long though may be, at least I’ll get a truly special view before I leave.

title: Pushing Boundaries aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [0_dragonspet_0] id: [47660308] date: 星期三, 八月 24日 2022, 3:50:48 下午 modified: 星期三, 八月 24日 2022, 5:19:01 下午

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Pushing Boundaries

Author: 0_dragonspet_0 Source: Pushing Boundaries

“Warning: Systems operating outside of safe operating parameters. Repeat: Warning: Systems operating outside safe operating parameters. Please restore safe operati-”

“Shut up.”

Grendal tapped the mute key, disabling the obnoxious looping alarm. Then, he tapped out a few more commands,  cutting off the alarm altogether. Blessed peace soon returned to the sequestered lab as the blinking lights returned to their normal sterile glow. No more klaxons. Whoever had designed the system had clearly never done any important research in their life or they’d never have put such infantile alarms in place.

“Tch. Safe operating parameters my fucking ass.. Who the fuck thought ‘up to 50kg of biomass’ was acceptable fucking outputs/inputs when the whole point is to create viable specimens for mass production.”

His tail slapped the ground in frustration as he fought with the system, the endless amounts of barriers and blockages in the system preventing him from doing what he wanted was truly staggering in its idiotic scope. The overseer of their backwards little rimworld colony had decreed that their slow pace with regards to producing living bioweapons their colony could actually sell was far behind where it should be. And, after making that proclamation, had fed the previous head of research to their colony’s tamed thrumbo.

That had been a rather sudden, but not entirely unwelcome promotion. And while the consequences of failure were rather drastic, he really did not mind. They wouldn’t be applicable anyway, seeing as he didn’t have any intentions of failing to begin with. He’d already had an eye on several viable specimens they could get genetic stock from. One, a sleek charocasel, a carnivorous canine equivalent in the local biosphere, had the aggression and build he wanted. And, he knew they had some black hive genetic stock stored in the cryo vaults too. That’d give it the toughness and resilience he wanted.

The last addition he made would have likely gotten him into a world of trouble if anyone found out. But, he couldn’t resist. Selecting some of the last samples he’d secreted into the genebanks from an archeotech bioweapon that had attacked the colony years ago. It had… certain properties he was quite interested in.

He could already picture the finished creature in his mind’s eye. It would be perfect.

Finally, the last fail-safe gave way, and he set about restructuring the injection doses for their largest electrowomb. The lab began to hum quietly as the massive, transparent plasteel tube began to fill with amniotic fluid, the machinery readying itself to receive life. Then, he activated the genomorpher and began to select the genestocks and dosages he wanted. Much to his delight, not a single fucking alarm blared, not even a pop-up to alert him to the fact that he was committing a capital C crime against nature and would he please stop, kindly.

Instead, the computer merely accepted his inputs, making no judgements whatsoever outside of evaluating the expected biomass required to grow it to maturity, the ageing accelerants that would be needed, how much power, fluctuations in genetic purity and so on. It was a glorious diorama of data, showing a 3d model of the expected end result, bars and columns showing the various associated data feeds that played into it. It was nearly identical to the image he’d held in his head. Though… It was a bit on the small side. Adjusting a slider, he smiled to himself and watched as the expected biomass skyrocketed, the expected mass of the beast slipping from kilograms to tonnes.

Much  better.

He activated the start procedure and leaned back in his chair, catching a brief glimpse of himself reflected in the looming plasteel tube. Ruddy red scales, nubs where his horns had been filed down, average build for a kobold of his age. Not too thin, not too thick. And every inch of his lab coat immaculately pressed, his every feature just so. He was not vain by any means, but there were certain standards to be kept.

Adjusting his glasses back up the ridge of his snout, he nodded, satisfied, then returned his attention to the screen.

“Estimated time to completion: Three days, fourteen hours and ten minutes. Stored biomass within required quantities. Power fluctuations: Minimal. Expected stability of organism: 96.527%. Begin procedure? [ Y/N ]”

He tapped the Y key and stood, stretching for a moment before sauntering off to the canteen to get some food. It would be a while before the machinery was ready to begin injection of genestock. He could probably get away with a nap or two before then. Maybe even go outside for a walk. Or slip into Keidran’s quarters for a quick roll in the hay.

Every so often he stopped back in the lab, checking on the systems as the creature incubated. So far, it had all gone smoothly. Not even a random raid by a nearby enclave of pirate androids had done much to dent the colony’s defences. If anything it had nicely bolstered their stocks of spare parts.

Four days after the procedure began, it ended. A few hours over schedule, but it was a worthwhile delay. It had increased the viability by a whole percent.

Locking the door to the lab, he activated the release sequence. Steam began to hiss as pressure released, a deep bubbling sound filling the room as the systems began to purge the tank of amniotic fluids. Cables withdrew from the shape suspended in the middle of the opaque milky liquid, withdrawing into their sockets. He reached up and undid the first button of his lab coat, watching the emptying tank as he methodically undid button after button. Within moments he’d completely undressed and neatly folded his clothes, leaving them in a tidy bundle atop his desk. Then he strode over to the tank that dominated the central space, shuddering slightly as the cool air played across his naked body.

It was truly a thing of beauty. He stared at it, utterly enraptured with the physical perfection he had wrought. Its body was a sleek and feral thing, long snout filled with sharp rending teeth, paws sporting double sets of claws, one atop the other. The body of the beast was tight with compact muscles, each one on full display beneath the glistening wet not-quite-skin, not-quite-carapace. A series of spiky ridges ran along its back, from head all the way out to the tip of its tail, where they formed a considerable threat to anything struck by it. And, between its legs were a set of genitals that would have made any lesser creature slink away in shame. A thick sheath clung to the underside of its belly, easily the thickness of industrial grade piping. And behind it, swaying gently in the sloshing liquid, was a set of testicles bigger than he was.

He could feel its gaze on him as the liquid inside the tank steadily drained, the levels creeping down it’s chest and past its hips. It felt like a physical thing, as if its mere attention held a weight all of its own. A certain potent threat. Gravitas.

Letting out a shuddering breath, he stepped closer, putting a hand against the plasteel. He knew he was getting worked up, knew in the deep recesses of his mind that he shouldn’t be doing this. That he should keep some semblance of distance, as befitted a scientist of his stature and intellect. But, he was too invested in this. Too enraptured by his creation. It was his hand that had forged this beast, and he was damned if anything would take away the intimacy of this moment from him.

“Hello.”

His voice felt small, almost drowned out by the hum of machinery and the bubbling sounds as the last of the liquid drained out of the tank. Yet, he was unphased.

“I am your creator. Your father. Do you understand me? It was my hand that gave you life. That shaped you, moulded you. Everything you are and will be, I have given you. My child. My wonderful, perfect creation.”

A gust of humid air flowed out from the dais upon which the tank stood, a blanket of mist flowing out across the lab. With a loud whine of hydraulics, the tank began to open, sliding up into the ceiling, unveiling his creation in full. It slipped down to all fours as the tank receded, hitting the metal floor with enough force to dent it.

“Rrrrr…”

Its growl was loud enough to be felt even from where Grendal stood, the sound a physical force that sent tingles through his scaly hide. His cock throbbed instinctively as the beast shifted, turning its full attention towards him. It was such a heady thrill to be in the presence of such physical perfection. Its eyes glared at him, burning with intelligence as the beast took one resonant step, then another.

Slowly, it padded over, every movement economical, its body rippling with muscular movements as it shifted. It was truly staggering. The beast was exceeding every expectation he might’ve had for it. It was like seeing a nightmare given form, stalking out of the deepest jungles to reap a bloody toll in whatever prey it set itself. And it was intently focused on him.

Somehow,  that just made the moment all the more exhilarating. Even its size was past what he had anticipated. Its chest was roughly at his head height, which put it at well over a metre and a half at the shoulders. And that was on all fours.

He couldn’t help but glance between its forelimbs as it stalked closer, the opening to its sheath pointed straight at him, like the maw of some great canon. And those hefty balls swaying behind it…

Already, he felt himself growing stiff, his cock at full attention as the beast bore down on him. Its nostrils flared as its head lowered, the air shifting as it drank deep. Then, a loud snort, the air flowing over and around him as it exhaled. It stood for a moment, considering, eyes locked on him. It was all he could do simply to keep standing and not fall to his hands and knees in worship of such pure perfection.

Then, it moved forwards, the top of its chest and belly brushing against his head as it positioned itself over him.

I-is this some animalistic display of dominance? Is it trying to- o-oh, oh heavens...

His train of thought came crashing to a halt as he found himself snout to sheath with its genital pouch.

Moisture glistened along the edge of it, and he knew for a fact that not all of it was from the amniotic fluid of the tank. There was a hint of pinkish-purple along its inner edge, flesh instead of organic armour.

And that smell…

His head spun as he drank it in. It was so potent, so overpowering. Pure distilled male scent. It had some notes in it he could not place, though he did not for a second doubt that they held some subtly psionic characteristics. He’d been around the gifted mind-casters of the colony for long enough to recognize the effect. But, it still influenced him, make his body ache with longing to feel more. To subjugate himself. Reaching up, he gently caressed the outside of it, heart racing as he felt the sleek, smooth textures of its skin. Tough, yet soft. Somewhere between leather and silk.

Before he could admire it much further, he felt a paw against the back of his head. Without warning, he found himself pushed face first into the musky depths of the sheath, his head slipping inside without issue. Slick substances already coated his snout, the stuff making his scales tingle in ways that had him whimpering and moaning out loud. It was stronger than any narcotic he’d ever touched, and he hadn’t even ingested any. Yet.

J-just skin contact is enough to cause a high in subjects. Substance also s-seems to exhibit some latent psionic properties, resulting in a compulsion in the mind of the subject. F-further test-nngh-testing required.

It was so hard to even think straight, to take notes as he was ingested. He didn’t have any doubt in his mind that that was what was happening. Which meant it was entirely up to it whether or not he would have the chance to commit to further tests. A fact that didn’t trouble him at all.

All around him, a deep growl reverberated as he found himself pushed in deeper, his feet leaving the floor as he was sucked inside. His snout soon pushed up against, then into, the beast’s shaft as it grew to meet him. The potent male scent that had filled the sheath had nothing on this, the effects of its musk almost crushing his mind under its weight. His cock throbbed painfully as he was sucked into it, his body trembling and spasming as he slid deeper. Within moments, he could no longer even feel the carefully controlled climate of his lab. All he could feel was omnipresent heat. A tight tube of flesh gripped him tightly, squeezing him from all sides as it dragged him deeper and deeper. With every inch he travelled he found himself growing increasingly worked up, his body writhing and wriggling entirely of its own accord. His cock was dribbling a constant stream of pre and was ceaselessly rubbing itself against the slick walls, despite him not consciously ordering any of it. To the best of his ability, he kept taking mental notes, trying to remain detached as he registered all the effects the soporific musk was having on him.

After what felt like hours, he felt himself squeezed into a tight chamber, the fleshy walls pressing down  on him from all sides as he slid into it. There was barely enough room for him to curl up in, and he soon found himself packed into a tight ball. Copious fluids began to drip in from all around, flowing down  and around him as it began to fill the chamber. It tingled most pleasantly as it contacted his scales, finding the gaps between them to seep into his flesh. Even his orifices were not spared. His tailhole soon was twitching uncontrollably as more and more of the fluid splashed against it and into it, each little spasm letting a bit more of it seep into him. His cock was cumming uncontrollably, orgasm after orgasm winding its way through him, until he doubted anything was even leaving his body at all. Yet, with each eruption’s passage, some of the fluids would flow back in, running like a river down his length and pooling in his balls.

He recognized it for what it was; the beast’s body inculcating him, saturating him in its fluids. Now the only question was when would digestion begin. For, surely that was its purpose? To render him down into more of its weaponized musk?

Even despite knowing what was likely about to happen, his body didn’t care. A deep sense of euphoria filled him. Each orgasm that wound its way through him let more of that intoxicating heat to bleed into his balls, filling it with heat and pleasure in equal amounts.

The walls around him squeezed him in a steady rhythm of muscular contractions, the relentless motions making sure that he was coated at all times in a copious amount of the fluids that filled the chamber. His head spun and his thoughts had long since grown foggy, even the detached part of his mind starting to show signs of being compromised. More and more of his mental notes had begun to devolve into detailing every inch of flesh kneading his, of the way it felt against his scales, his shaft.

The taste of it as he swallowed up gulp after gulp of the viscous liquid. The way it filled him from the inside out with smouldering heat, the way it made his loins burn in such pleasurable ways.

He barely even registered as he began to squeeze back into the tight tube, the flesh enveloping him as he was forced out of his cramped confinement and into a different one. Ripples of motion played across his body as he slid through the slick flesh, squeezed through it like paste from a tube. Then, light began to grow. He squinted, the brightness at the end of the tunnel hurting his eyes. Gradually, he could see details. Could see the veins streaking though the flesh around him. Could see more and more of the light seeping through the taut flesh. A ring of light slowly crept closer towards him, through which he could see what was most likely the floor of the lab. Metal glinted in the stark light, speckled with drops of the beast’s seminal liquid. He let out a weak squeak as the walls contracted harder and suddenly the light raced to meet him.

With a wet splat he found himself sliding to the floor, his body slick with a sticky substance. A considerable pool of milky liquid had formed around him and fresh jets of the warm stuff still shot against his back as he sat up. A shiver ran down his spine as gush after gush of hot liquid hosed him down, flowing over his head and back, running down his front to pool between his legs. Eventually, it dried to a trickle, then ceased altogether. He staggered to his feet, dripping wet, every nerve in his body singing with the elation he felt. The beast’s head was between its forelegs, those piercing red eyes regarding him as it stood over him. It’s shaft was slowly receding, pulling back into its sheath.

“Nnngh…  A-as far as first introductions go… I shall note that one down as a resounding success I think…”

He turned and wrapped his hands around that thick sheath, pressing his snout against it and drinking deep of the scent, eagerly lapping up any and all of the lingering liquids that still clung to it. It burned all the way down, finer than any ambrosia distillate he’d ever tried.

The beast rumbled and shifted, gently pushing itself against him. When at last he was sated, it moved to sit beside him, its head towering above him as it reclined on its rear haunches. The sight nearly moved  him to abase himself anew, its fat balls and sheath so prominently on display making his loins ache. Yet, he still held enough of that alluring heat lingering within him to resist. At least, for now.

Shuddering, he composed himself and staggered over to the communications panel and keyed in a quick code, summoning two of his assistants to the lab and marking the message with a bright red Urgent! tag.

By the time the two kobolds managed to wake up and get down the two z-levels to the lab, he’d managed  to clean up some, hosing off the worst of the liquid coating him (though a thin film of it still clung to him, no matter how hard he scrubbed) and slipping back into his lab coat. It barely concealed his throbbing erection, but it was enough to make it at least missable. Stubbornly, it refused to recede, his cock pressed gently against the underside of his gut and leaking a steady stream of the milky liquid that had suffused him. Part of him resented it even leaving him to begin with, though he knew it was irrational. He could always get more. And besides, he had a belly full of it, melting down and becoming part of him. That thought sent a thrill of arousal racing through him, his cock sending a splurt of liquid splashing against his belly. It rapidly began to stain the front of his lab coat, much to his annoyance.

The door to the lab hissed open with smooth efficiency and the two assistant kobolds wandered in, both looking bleary-eyed and half asleep.

“You called Grendal?” One murmured.

Gretta, he thought her name was. Which meant the other was Irken.

He favoured them both with his most stern glare and straightened the front of his coat, trying surreptitiously to conceal the growing wet spot.

“Yes, I did. Nearly half-an-hour ago! What were you doing, sleeping?”

Irken blinked twice, staring at him blankly.

“Y-yes sir. We were. It is our off shift.”

He swore quietly. He’d forgotten about that. It was so hard to keep track of the time of day so deep under ground, where the light never left its cool levels.

“Right. Well, fine. Whatever. I need you both to help me conduct some testing. The organism survived the birthing and is proving to be viable.”

Gesturing to the open floor he guided them both around the corner from where the entrance stood and savoured the look of utter amazement as they both laid eyes on the creature for the first time. It would seem its effects had not diminished in the slightest. Both stood utterly transfixed as it raised its head from its resting place upon its paws and turned to regard them.

He moved behind them and began pushing them towards it, the duo simply tottering along as he urged them forwards. Neither offered any resistance, their faces blank. He made careful notes of their reactions as he moved them, trying to avoid missing any details. A thin line of drool ran down Gretta’s chin as she watched the beast with idiot vacancy, her eyes dull and expression vacant. It was truly incredible. Neither was even in scenting range of its musk. So, he could rule out that being its only control mechanism. Its stare was likely also a vector of attack. He wondered if its stare also conveyed some latent psionic energy. Or maybe the stare was simply a side effect of it concentrating on a subject. More testing required. So much more testing. He was nearly tripping over his own tail with excitement as the duo staggered into range of the beast, both simply staring at it with blank expressions.

It raised its head briefly to regard him, the glance sending a thrill racing through his body. He didn’t know if it was simply a result of his own investment in the situation, or whether its gaze held some special effect on his physiology after his submersion in its fluids. It was truly impossible to say. His only test case had been well and truly contaminated.

“Go on,” he said softly, voice trembling with excitement, “I brought them for you. They are yours.”

It leaned in and sniffed the air. Then it stood, rising to its feet in one fluid movement. For a moment, Grendal could swear he heard its sack sloshing audibly. But it was impossible to tell whether or not he had imagined it. He struggled to tear his eyes from the beast’s groin, again finding himself utterly transfixed by the sight. Staggering forwards, he disrobed, throwing the soiled lab coat to the floor as he pressed his snout against the base of the beast’s sheath. Its heavy orbs came to rest on either side of his snout, burying his face in warm beast flesh. It was truly heavenly. He trembled and squeaked as he breathed in deep of its scent, drowning in its radiance. Entirely unconsciously he began to gently lick at its sack, his tongue caressing the smooth flesh, his hands caressing the vast expanse lovingly. It reacted immediately, a growl echoing from the walls and making his heart beat a fraction faster.

Bucking its hips slightly, it pressed down against him, further submerging him in its embrace. He eagerly accepted it, wrapping his arms as wide as they would go around its mighty sack. It bore him to the ground as it sat down, smothering him under its sloshing orbs. Pressing his face deeper into their embrace, he savoured the sounds, the scents. Licking and kissing and worshipping every inch of them, he barely even registered as a wet sucking sound began to fill the air.

It was only as the squirming shape of something suddenly stretched out the sheath resting atop him that he realised what was happening; It was feeding. And letting him be part of the process. He let out an exultant squeak and redoubled his efforts, applying his entire body to the task of worshipping at its altar. A shudder raced through him as something swelled out one of the orbs weighing him down, the faint outlines of one of his assistants clearly visible through the taut flesh. He whimpered softly as he watched the figure shifting and moving, watched the dents and dimples forming and fading as the occupant pushed out and was forced back in by the contractions around it. Moaning quietly he began to push down against the protruding limbs, making sure that whoever it was in there was staying exactly where they belonged.

Moments  later another shape passed above him, squeezing through the beast’s shaft and into its balls, leaving both of its testicles swollen and full.

Grendal was in heaven. With every passing second its scent was growing stronger and its genitals warmer, spilling into him and filling him. He was utterly in love. Kissing every inch of flesh within reach he squirmed and shifted, applied himself to every bit of its body that he could. Already, heavy groaning sounds were spilling out of its sack, its engorged gonads tensing and flexing, squeezing its occupants. He distantly registered that it was surely not in either of them that he had gone when it had ingested him, the thought strangely pleasing if his hypothesis proved to be true. It had chosen him. Had made the conscious decision to keep him. To mark him.

The beast shifted, more of its weight settling atop him as it began to buck its hips, grinding him into the floor as it rubbed itself against him. Heavy gurgles and groans started to fill the air as its orbs started to reduce both occupants down into whatever served as its seed. He could feel them both softening, being churned into slop against him. It was glorious. Transcendent. It was using him to further stimulate its digestion, using him to help break them down.

It lifted off him for a moment, making him whine with raw need as he was separated from it for agonizing seconds. A steady trickle of opaque liquid flowed from the exposed opening of its sheath, and it shifted so that the flow of it began to drench him instead. He eagerly opened wide and began gulping it down, his body reacting immediately. It was as if he was guzzling down the most potent psychotropic he’d ever encountered by the gallon. Heat and pleasure and bliss flooded his system, all warring for supremacy. He’d never known how truly hollow he had been until now, how empty he had been until it filled his vessel. The beast once more laid down, burying him under its sheath and belly, leaving him just enough wiggle-room to press his snout up against its opening. Eagerly, he kissed it, caressed it with his tongue, basking in the way its dripping juices electrified his lips and warmed  his throat. Already, its great orbs had started to soften, the weight atop his legs losing definition and becoming little more than liquid held in check by flesh. Both his assistants were gone and he was likely lapping up what was left of them. The thought only served to arouse him more.

Pressing his hands against the sides of the sheath, he began to rub and stimulate every inch he could reach, his tongue doing the same from inside. Working his snout harder, he managed to slip the tip of it inside, leaving the sheath’s opening snug around his snout, making his every breath that of concentrated beast musk.

Deep growls resonated through the flesh above him as its body reacted to his, the trickle rapidly rising into a flood. Then, with an echoing howl, the flood became a torrent.

Grendal gulped down as much as his body could take and then some. By the time the beast lifted itself off him (its cock still spraying down his form) he was bloated beyond anything he had experienced before.

He couldn’t even rise. His body refused to move. Letting out a contented sigh, he gave up, resolving to trying again once his gut had stopped looking like he’d been the one to eat his assistant. The beast curled up around him protectively, surrounding him with its bulk. In that moment, he felt more love towards it than he had ever felt towards anything else in his life. Reaching out, he gently caressed its armoured snout and closed his eyes, letting the steady ba-bump of its heart lull him into sleep.

title: A Slight Mishap aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [0_dragonspet_0] id: [47846433] date: 星期三, 八月 24日 2022, 5:19:17 下午 modified: 星期三, 八月 24日 2022, 5:28:41 下午

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A Slight Mishap

Author: 0_dragonspet_0 Source: A Slight Mishap

“Quantum  entanglement successful. Matter relay corridor established. All systems calibrated and within nominal values. Prototype is ready for testing.”

The soft, pleasantly androgynous voice of the lab’s control system fills the room as the systems finish their checks. Tik glanced over, double-checking that everything was within the error bars. While he didn’t doubt the system, he was also careful enough to make sure even so. But, true to its word, everything was in order. The quantum tunnelling had gone off pretty much as expected. Fair enough, there had been a bit of fluctuation as the tunnel formed, the gateway teetering on the brink of collapse for several heartbeats before finally stabilizing. And there had been that immense rise in power draw that he still couldn’t quite explain. But, that was all behind him.

He reached up and adjusted his glasses, shifting them further up his furred muzzle in a gesture that was so ingrained he didn’t even consciously register doing it any more.

“Right… So, then we should be…”

Consulting the systems once more to help calm his anxiety, he pulled up the sample he had readied some time ago. The delivery system set into the wall hummed for a moment before a green light appeared above one of the hatches. Opening it revealed a tiny metal egg, barely the size of his palm.

It thrummed with power as he held it, the integrated power source powering an impressive array of miniaturized sensor equipment.

If all went as planned, then its short trip through the hole in space and time he’d just created would give him a wealth of information to work with. Maybe even enough to scale up his prototype and get it ready for some actual real-world applications. He couldn’t help but feel faintly giddy at the prospect of it, already imagining the numerous uses such a technology could be put to, all the doors it would open for the world at large. And, he pictured how his boss would react. Maybe this would be what it finally took to impress the cobalt colossus that ran the facility. He shuddered as he pictured her, the implacable dragoness at her desk, fingers steepled and eyes narrowed in that way she did that let you know you had her full attention and that it was most unwise to waste it. Maybe that was a bit of a long shot. She didn’t seem the type to really be impressed. Maybe he’d just have to settle for a curt nod of professional acknowledgement. Though, he couldn’t help but want to imagine her smiling.

He caught a glimpse of himself reflected from one of the windows that faced into the production line of the facility, a goofy grin plastered across his fuzzy snout. It was at times like this he found himself very happy indeed that he mostly worked alone in the lab, so that nobody could see the lead researcher of the entire Quantum Applications section grinning to himself like some lost lab rat high on stimulants.

It wasn’t that far off a comparison he mused to himself as he set the egg into the receptacle and started the sequence that would synchronise its sensors to that of the rest of the lab. After all, there was no shortage of similarities between his kind and that of the humble rattus faber of far distant Terra. Though his kind tended to exhibit traits and features far more closely related to the more carnivorous reptiles of that distant ball of dirt.

The system chimed softly, announcing that the sync was a success and that the signal was strong.

Adjusting his glasses once more, he tapped the command that would initiate the procedure. A low hum  began to fill the room as one of the mechanical arms mounted into the ceiling swung around and gently picked up the sensor bundle, gripping it carefully with tendril fingers and shifting it towards the humming  machine. He watched it move with rapt attention, his eagerness winning out over his earlier concerns as the arm neared the machine. And then, as it began to near the centre of the dais where the focus of the machine’s energies were, it simply froze.

No, that’s not quite right, he thought, the distress rising in his throat. It’s… Something is wrong here.

It looked like for all the world like a computer running out of rendering power, several ghostly afterimages hanging behind it. That… was probably a very bad sign.

Frantically he began to type away at his keyboard, desperately looking for any hint as to what was happening. A thin, reedy sound began to fill the room, like air escaping a balloon in a room elsewhere.

His lab coat was already starting to shift, a faint breeze having suddenly picked up in the seconds while he’d been distracted.

When  he turned to face the machine again, he felt his heart skip a beat. Where the egg had been, there was simply an absence. A hole in reality. He could see the other parts of his lab through it, though the colours were off just enough to feel disquieting.

And then, it pulsed. It was as if the surface of reality itself rippled. He found himself falling through himself, his consciousness dissipating as he was dragged into it.

A loud pop echoed through his mind as he suddenly found himself back to physicality, his mind snapping back to his body with enough force to cause recoil.

And rapidly realised he was drowning. Panic flooded his body as he struggled to find his orientation, and it took him several seconds to even find out which way was up. Mercifully, the surface was not far away, though the milky liquid around him made it near impossible to tell with any certainty.

He finally broke the surface, coughing and gagging as he fought for breath, desperate to avoid a watery demise. It was hard to see, his vision swimming as fear and adrenaline and the lingering after-

effects of his displacement receded. Something bumped against him and he threw his arms around it, clinging to it for dear life.

It was only after a few minutes spent just recovering that he finally started to see again, vision recovering slowly as whatever had just happened started to release its grip on him. And, when he finally managed to blink away the last fuzzy layers, he let out a tiny gasp, entirely unprepared for just where he was.

“Oh…  Oh dear.”

The figure that towered over him was unmistakeable. It was his boss. Nona.

And she was naked. At least, as far as he could tell. The rest of her body was obscured by the ceramic rim of the bowl he floated in. But, her upper half was softly illuminated by the glow from the tablet she was staring at. Her hand moved in that slow, ponderous way people would when their minds were preoccupied.

Something about the light from the screen served to illuminate her nakedness, the pale glow highlighting her curves, the colour of her scales… Everything.

Tall and slender, her physique toned and curving in all the right places. He had never even thought of her like this before. She had always been this implacable, imposing figure (the fact aided by the fact that she was a full-blooded dragon and easily ten times the size of anyone on base). And now, now she was just sitting there, her eyes half-glazed over as she read something, eating up spoon after spoon of cereal. He almost lost himself in watching her, watching the way her lips moved as she idly chewed up the breakfast snack. The way her jaw shifted. Each bite terminating in a soft gulp as she swallowed it down, a tiny dent sliding down her throat and drawing his eyes with it until it finally terminated below her collarbone. And watching her soft, supple breasts shift with each breath was making him ache in ways he hadn’t even thought himself capable of, before now. They were as perfect as she was, the scales covering them somehow radiating a palpable sense of softness, as if inviting a hand to cup them. To feel them, to caress them. Feel their weight against the palm. To gently toy with those nipples until….

He let out a shuddering breath, trying to rein in his thoughts before they completely derailed.

Trembling, he tried to calm his racing heartbeat, growing uncomfortably aware of just how hard he was getting, how badly his body was longing for hers, despite the comedic size difference that would have been between them.

He swallowed nervously, growing uncomfortably aware that he was staring at her again, that his eyes kept drifting between her chest and her mouth, watching her lips as she ate.

Oh by all the gods above and below, I capital C Cannot be having these thoughts about her. She’s my boss!

And yet, his cock seemed more than happy to have the thoughts on his behalf.

Oh. Oh fuck.

It was the sensation of his stiffening shaft against the cool liquid that finally clued him in to what his body had been telling him since he jolted back to awareness; He was buck fucking naked. Floating free and as bare as the day he’d been born. Floating naked. In his bosses’ cereal bowl. With a raging erection.

Now  he was suddenly faced with the conundrum: Announce his presence and let her catch him, naked and horny as fuck in her cereal, or say nothing and try to find some way to scamper his way out of there without her any the wiser.

His brain wanted him to go with the former. A bit of embarrassment was surely a small price to pay to avoid making things worse.

So naturally, he went with the latter. Struggling, he began to swim his way towards the edge of the bowl. And, before he’d even gotten half-way he suddenly felt something shift in the liquid around him.

The metal spoon rose up beneath him and lifted him and the scoop of cereal up into the air.

Frantically, he tried to scramble out of it, but before he could find much of a grip he was too far up to even risk. Turning, he came face to face with her widening maw, her lips pulling slightly back from her teeth to expose the full cavernous depth of her mouth. Her sheer size and all the little fears that came with that had haunted the base for quite some time, everyone not entirely comfortable working under someone so big they could easily swallow you up without even noticing. And yet, there’d never really been any disappearances. At least, there hadn’t been, until now.

It was like coming face to face with geography. Her mouth seemed more like the entrance to some vast, organic cavern than any living creature. Teeth the size of office chairs, her tongue easily bigger than his entire room. It was almost too much to take in. His entire body felt petrified. He couldn’t even manage to make his lips move. Hot breath crashed against him as the spoon began to move towards her maw, tongue idly flexing and bits of half-chewed food already waiting for him. Entirely unceremoniously he found himself dumped into her waiting mouth, fruit loops and milk splashing in alongside him. There is barely even any time to fully appreciate just what has happened before the light from outside starts to dwindle, the lips closing behind him. All he could do was watch them, a dumbfounded  look on his face. And then, with a soft sound, they closed, leaving him in darkness.

As soon as they did the tongue shifted, sending loops and milk and all spilling to the side. With a soft thud, he struck the side of something hard, waves of milk crashing over him. Loud crunching sounds filled the chamber and it didn’t take long for him to figure out what was happening. Scrambling away from her teeth, he found himself slipping and sliding as he fought for purchase. Light once more flowed into his prison, but soon was gone again, the only thing left in its wake being yet more fruit loops. For several terrifying seconds he tried his best to avoid ending between her teeth, but her twisting tongue did not make it easy for him.

Mercifully, she soon stopped chewing, leaving him to collapse against her tongue, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. It didn’t exactly help matters much that he was still rock hard, and the constant shifting tongue under him was having quite the effect on his body. So much so he hardly even noticed the glass rising to the cobalt lips, only noticing it as the orange juice it contained came spilling into his prison, crashing against him in a fruity wave. It wasn’t enough to submerge him in any way, but it still sent him sliding backwards, unable to arrest his backwards momentum.

He hit the back of her throat with a wet splat, the force of the liquid driving him back against it until he was back to gullet with it. Struggling, he tried to slip away, but just when he found something to grip, she swallowed.

The wall of flesh flexed and opened up behind him, the liquid mess swirling around his feet as it flowed into her. For several moments he managed to keep himself pinned in place, arms and feet stretched wide in a desperate attempt to avoid ingestion.

And then, his foot slipped. And with that, it was all over. That brief moment was all it took. The walls of the throat eagerly grabbed his errant limb and pulled hard, dragging him down and in. Wet, warm flesh crept up his body until the walls of the throat was all he could see, even the faint light of her maw  fading as he slid into her body.

Soft, slick flesh claimed him. Clung to him. Gripped every inch of his body in its warm embrace as it dragged him into the depths of her body.

As terrifying as it was, it was also strangely intimate. He could hear her body all around him. Could hear the steady beat of her heart as it grew in volume, his downwards descent bringing him closer to her very core. And, over it, he could hear her breathing. Soft and gentle. Completely relaxed. As if everything was normal. As if she hadn’t just eaten one of her subordinates alive along with her morning cereal. And despite it all, the gentleness of her breathing and the steady th-thump of her heart.

His body wanted to panic, to thrash and struggle. And yet… He couldn’t quite find it in himself to struggle. There was something so deeply reassuring about it. About the way the slick, undulating walls clung to his body, squeezing him as they eased him deeper. The sounds of her heart rose until he could’ve sworn it was right next to him, echoing in his ears.

Waves of peristaltic motion washed over him again and again as he slipped deeper and deeper, each wave squeezing him tight as it passed. It was too much. He felt the air leave his body again and again, head swimming, barely able to catch his next breath before it was once again squeezed out of him.

The flesh was unyielding. And yet, it kept caressing him in ways that would have taken his breath away, had the pressure not already done so. Each wave forced the tight tube of slick wetness to grind against his cock, the touch making his legs tremble and eyes water.

Oh fuck this is actual torture…

He couldn’t help it. His body was reacting to its environment in entirely predictable manners. As weird as it felt, as much as it felt like a violation of trust… It also felt entirely too good to ignore. And, if he was honest, it wasn’t as if it was his fault, right? He hadn’t chosen to be scooped up and swallowed whole by his boss like some piece of candy. It had just sort of… happened. Nor could he really be held responsible for the fact that she apparently, unbeknownst to everyone in the lab, was actually secretly a fucking goddess in the flesh.

And the fact that all his clothes had mysteriously vanished was entirely out of his control.

Shuddering, he pressed his face against the slick chute of flesh, relishing the way it squished and adjusted to the contours of his body. It really was like being trapped in a taut tube of lubed up silicon.

That was actively writhing and shifting. And transporting him to an active stomach. Which he was going to too.

Another shudder, stronger this time, raced through him. There was an unplaceable thrill associated with that thought. Something he could not for the life of him place. Yet, he couldn’t deny it was hot as fuck too. Just imagining what it would be in there, chock full of food… Churning and gurgling, all that food being compacted into mush. With him dropped into its centre.

It began gently and grew in intensity, gathering momentum as it went. His entire body shook as the orgasm wound its way through him, cock throbbing as he sprayed his essence all over the inside of her oesophagus. Jet after jet left him, each making spots of light dance in his vision.

Almost as if in response, a deep rumble rose from below. The reverberations propagated through the warm  flesh, making his skin tingle as it passed over him. It was starting to grow hotter and hotter, the sounds of her stomach actively working gradually rising in volume until it overtook the other sounds, drowning it all in a cacophony of gurgles and gluts and groans.

Soon enough, he found himself pushing up against a tight knot of flesh, the wrinkles of it shifting and flexing beneath him. With a wet sound, it opened, revealing the churning abyss below. With a yelp of surprise, he dropped into it.

With a loud splash he dropped into the disgusting mess, the denseness of the viscous liquid fortunately making it easy enough to make his way back to the surface, though it also meant he was utterly soaked in stomach fluid and partially digested slop. Grunting, he managed to clamber his way onto a half-chewed piece of toast, grateful to be out of the sloshing waves.

“O-oh. Oh fuck.”

He surveyed the surrounding landscape, grateful for the keen night-sight his kind had developed and bioengineering had honed to easily rival even military grade kit. It was truly something to take the breath away.

It was a great big boiling quagmire of partially digested food, shifting and sloshing, bubbling and broiling. Islands formed and faded as their constituent parts dissolved and fresh bits floated to the surface of the murky broth. It was glorious and revolting in equal measure.

His brain kept wanting to compare it to plate tectonics. Geology made organic. As he watched, yet more partially chewed cereal slopped into the churning chamber, the milk splashing into the viscous slop and briefly diluting it before dissolving. Before he even realised what was happening he found himself caressing his cock, already at half mast before he even so much as touched himself.

“G-god fuck why is this so fucking hot…”

Suppressing a moan he leaned back on his little floating refuge, toes curling and tail thumping against the side of it as he really took it in, fully absorbed the sheer, mind-boggling grossness of his situation.

It was the weirdest, most precarious situation he had ever found himself in, bar none. And, much to his chagrin, easily the hottest.

Before his very eyes, digestion was taking place, several of the larger lumps floating around in the caustic pool breaking up of their own accord as the acids broke them down. Others were softened enough to where the churning stomach walls could smush them into a pulped mess, leaving the rest to dissolve into the murky mess.

The walls themselves were rippling with motion, contracting in waves that might as well have been geological upheavals to him. It really was like being trapped in a great cave system that actively wanted to break him down, the walls as unyielding as rock for all their softness. Part of him wondered why he was even still whole, why he hadn’t yet joined the rest of her breakfast as, well, breakfast. His fur was as messy as ever, utterly soaked in the caustic slop. And yet… He didn’t feel any different.

There was no irritation on his skin, no concerning aches or itching that might signify the start of digestion. Instead there was just… A pleasant heat. And the intoxication of being so close to his boss, someone  he had admired for most of his professional life. He couldn’t help but feel an illicit thrill as he began to stroke himself faster, his clawed feet digging slightly into the piece of toast as he worked himself up to yet another orgasm. The heat, the smells, the sight of that vast organic cave endlessly toiling, grinding all that organic matter into mush… It was all pushing buttons he hadn’t, until just now, even realised he had.

And holy fuck were they ever some big-ass fucking buttons. They probably belonged in a bunker somewhere, with danger symbols and a big “Do not touch! Squicky stuff!” sign outside it.

Not that it really mattered. That genie was well and truly out of the bottle.

Some part of his mind kept trying to analyse what was happening, trying to find the why and the what of it. And while he wasn’t a biologist by any means, he had a passing familiarity with it after spending a few semesters studying the digestive habits of sand worms.

The closest his brain could get was some half formed theory about hyper-condensed matter. Or his body being stuck in a weird quantum superposition, forever hovering between digested and not digested until he was directly observed.

Or, he thought to himself, feeling the heat flushing his cheeks, maybe I’ve just been cooped up in this facility for too long and I’ve gone stir crazy with built-up sexual tension. Maybe there is some latent gene that’s sent me into heat and this is just the result of my brain stuck in a turbo horny torpor.

Maybe  my body is still in my bed, ejaculating all over my bedsheets while I’m dreaming of being trapped in my bosses’ gut.

He snorted, amused despite himself.

…I don’t quite know what that says about me that my deepest sexual desire apparently is being some piece of food trapped in Nona’s gut. Gobbled up, without her even knowing.

A shiver raced down his spine and all the way out to the tip of his tail, a heavy glob of pre dripping from his cock and disappearing into the murky slop below. Distantly, he noted that the bread he was sitting on was starting to sit considerably lower in the ‘water’, and its surface was starting to go really soggy.

Nnnghfuck, okay, so maybe it is a bit hot as fuck. Somehow, I don’t feel that really helps my argument any. Gods, I don’t even know if I want this to be real or a dream. On one hand, I get to explore Nona’s body to my heart’s content, to feel her like no other. And on the other… If I get out I’ll have a fucking hell of a time explaining it. Don’t think I’ll ever be able to look her in the eye if I have to…

He swallowed, his mind already forming a wire-mesh diagram of her body, with a blinking little dot in her belly to signify ‘You are here’. It slowly began to descend through a twisting warren, the tunnels getting tighter and tighter until at long last it emerged from her lower half.

I-If I have to make my way out that way.

A deep shudder rocked his fleshy prison, the walls contracting as something began to happen. Heavy gurgles and groans echoed from the walls, almost deafening in volume. Shortly afterwards, a series of wet, muddy bubbling sounds, each gloopier than the last, filled the stomach interior. Dimly, he could see a faint maelstrom forming on the far side of the stomach, forming and fading again and again, funnelling a little bit more off with each cycle.

O-oh, he thought, and was infinitely glad nobody could see the sheer force of his blush at that exact moment  in time. Part of him was surprised to note that it failed to light up his surroundings.

There was something intensely hot about seeing such a potent reminder of where he was, of what was happening around him. He was stuck in a stomach in the middle of an active digestion cycle, watching it all unfold. It was a gift, and a curse. Even if he made it out, he would now be stuck with these memories forever stuck in his head. Which in turn would make every interaction with his boss a minefield, where each wrong step could result in him popping a boner or turning into a stammering, blubbering mess.

I’d almost prefer a real mine at that point, he thought, though he didn’t let any of that stop him from continuing fondling himself. After all, if he really was trapped in here for the full duration, he might as well enjoy it to the fullest. Everything after that would be a problem for future him.

“F-fuck!”

His voice was drowned out by a particularly loud groan as a sizeable portion of what was left in the stomach flowed out. Warm bliss washed over him as he came again, his cock pulsing as he sent a few more arcs of cum splashing into what was left of the stomach’s contents. Even that had some perverse pleasure all of its own, the thought that some small part of him was becoming part of her.

That his seed was fuelling her.

Leaning back, he collapsed against the soggy bread, chest rising and falling as his heart tried to return to normalcy.

He hadn’t thought himself that out of shape, but the last few… However long it had been had really taken it out of him. Though, he thought, that is an interesting point to bring up. How long has it been?

How  long was I trapped in that strange space-between-space? And, hmm, perhaps… Oh I wish I had my notepad with me.

Stretching and standing up, he hopped off the soggy piece of bread, landing with a wet splat on the slick stomach floor. It was far from the simplest thing he’d ever done to keep his balance on the ever shifting surface, but he managed.

Slipping and sliding, he made his way across the sizeable expanse of stomach, clambering over bits of food and slipping between folds of flesh as he trekked from one end to the other. It was strange, he knew the interior of a stomach as well as anyone, was decently familiar with how the body of several species looked inside and out. Yet, seeing it like this… In such scale... It was, he realised with mild amusement, the same design principles that had guided the builders of churches and cathedrals for millennia.

Build it to inspire awe.

And that it did. He could not help but feel utterly awestruck by the sheer enormity of it. It easily dwarfed him so many times over it became comical. Now that he had a few quiet moments to truly admire it and take it in, every new detail sent a thrill of excitement down his spine. Great slimy tendrils hung in arches and columns from the ceiling, the opaque viscous fluids glistening with the faint light that existed within the depths of the dragoness’ gut. Heavy streams of fluids flowed along the folds of flesh that covered the inside of the stomach, bubbles and foam forming where the rivers melded. And at the far end of it, lurking like some half-submerged beast of myth, was something he vaguely recalled being called the lower pyloric sphincter. It was massive. Liquid still left it partially submerged, yet he still could see it clearly, a taut ring of flesh clenched shut, shutting him off from…

He felt another flush of heat as his brain followed that particular rabbit hole for a good distance before he managed to reign it back in.

There were several chunks of half-eaten food in immediate line of sight bigger than he was. And somehow,  that only made it all more awe inspiring. It also helped that, over the din of digestion, muffled but still there, he could hear her heart beating. A steady pulse, organic machinery operating at idle. It was a sound he felt as much through the soles of his feet as heard, the echoes of each beat making the flesh tremble minutely.

And then, something shifted. He toppled sideways, losing his footing and landing with a splat between two folds of flesh. Before he could even struggle his way back to his feet he fell again, grunting as he tried in vain to keep his balance. Everything had started to move, to shift, the interior of the stomach lurching from side to side with enough force to make getting up a Sisyphean task. He slid several inches along the fleshy trench he found himself in, getting a copious coating of stomach slime in the process. Over the sudden rush of wet sucking sounds that filled the chamber, he could hear the increased beat of Nona’s heart, the beats per minute rapidly climbing from a comfy rest towards active exertion. Part of him wondered what was happening, curious as to what his unwitting captor was doing. And then, a memory came to him. He’d seen her hiking once when he came in on one of the vertibirds the facility kept, the dragoness’ figure climbing its way up some steep snowy slope the first sight he had ever had of his facility head.

Another flush of heat crept up his collar as he pictured her as he had seen her this last time; naked and sweating, the drops of moisture beading along her brow, flowing down her snout and down her neck. Flowing across her chest, her perfectly formed breasts glistening with exertion. His brain could not stop once it started, going into greater and greater detail, despite however much he screamed at it to stop, that dragons did not have sweat glands and that he really, really should stop getting so sexually obsessed with his boss.

And his brain happily ran roughshod over his complaints, caring not for such petty concerns. It continued its merrymaking, conjuring up images in his head of her body in motion, working hard. The curve of her chest, the way it would flow and transition into her hips, her belly. Tail flowing out from just above her no doubt supple cheeks, that perfectly formed delta between her rump and the base of her tail. Her powerful, toned thighs pumping hard. H-her waist, with beads of moisture running down  it, flowing from her belly to her groin, folds exposed to the open air, as wet and inviting as the rest of her.

It was truly torture.

That, combined with the constant slipping and sliding he was doing, had him painfully worked up within moments.

It was hard to even imagine how long he’d been trapped in here by now, stuck in this horny limbo.

She’d stopped the constant movements some time ago and her heartbeat had settled back down.

Over the din of her body he had heard what sounded like distant waterfalls, which left him fairly confident she was back at her room and was showering. He clamped down on the opening before his brain could leap at it, not letting it get anywhere near the subjects of Nona, naked or showering.

Shortly afterwards, the sounds ceased, and he felt her shifting around him, motion translated into subtle ripples in the surface of the stomach. It was truly fascinating how much he could extrapolate from so little data. For a while, he simply contented himself to simply sitting there, snuggled into a comfy fold and listening to her body around him, taking in the full majesty of it. He closed his eyes and pictured her moving through her space, reading a report maybe, while chopping vegetables.

Maybe  there’d be some music. Or maybe she preferred to read in silence. He smiled and tried to imagine what her rooms would even look like. Would they be as cold and austere as she came off to everyone? Or would it have a more homely, comfy vibe?

He tried to recall what he had seen of it when he had been floating in her cereal, but his brain failed to come back with anything other than the perfectly crisp image of her wide open maw, tongue lolling slightly as she dropped him into her mouth.

Suppressing a shudder, he moved quickly on, abandoning that avenue of approach for the moment.

As he mused, he became aware of a growing rumble around himself, the stomach getting more and more active. Before long it was actively shaking and shifting, the surfaces within it pulsating as if it had a mind of its own. He did not have to wait long in answer to what was at the root of the problem.

Chunks of food began to trickle in from above, chunks of what he took to be some potato variant and several bits of meat, some leafy greens that he did not recognise came after, followed by a deluge of something bitter and slightly astringent.

Coffee, he realised as the dark liquid flowed around his feet, mixing with the already extant pools left over from her earlier snacking. For some reason, he had the feeling this would be rather more considerable.

And he was not wrong. The stream of partially chewed food did not show any signs of abating. If anything, it was speeding up. He found himself vaguely impressed by the sheer volume of it.

She must be really wolfing it down.

Grunting, he steadied himself as a heavy contraction passed through the chamber, the stomach already beginning to process what was inside. He swiftly made his way to a chunk of tuber that looked particularly buoyant and clambered onto it as the waters began to rise.

More food continued to pour in, the only things stopping the flow being yet more coffee and something more sweet smelling. His little floatation device rose off the stomach floor as more and more and more began to fill the stomach up, rapidly tipping the scales from mostly empty and firmly onto the side of soon to be very full indeed. It was truly staggering the amount of food she was stuffing into her gullet. He couldn’t help but imagine the considerable paunch she’d no doubt be sporting as a direct result of her feasting. Before long there was almost no room left whatsoever, his potato bumping against the roof of her stomach. He reached out and tried to nudge the sphincter that held him sealed in open, but it was like trying to make silicon coated cement move. After almost falling off his improvised raft twice he abandoned the hope of escaping out her maw while she was mid food coma and settled back, the realisation that he probably would have to take the back way out if he ever wanted to see the outside world again well and truly starting to settle in. Part of him found that idea strangely appealing, his legs fidgeting as yet another erection poked its head from between his fuzzy thighs.

“...How the hell do you still have energy left?”

He stared down at his own cock, the erect shaft gently bobbing to the rhythm of his pulse. It wasn’t as if he expected an answer so much as just finding the whole thing equally confusing and amusing.

Sighing, he settled back, his snout bumping against the roof of the cramped stomach as it gurgled and groaned, starting the laborious process of dissolving the mountain of food that suddenly filled it. It was truly a staggering amount of food and part of him wished he could’ve seen what it looked like from outside. Fresh heat crept up his collar as he imagined her buck naked on a couch, legs crossed and resting atop some coffee table as she watched a horror flick with bored disinterest. The lights from the screen playing across her naked form, highlighting her chest as it rose and fell, the roundness of her stuffed middle… The way it would droop slightly, sagging, sloshing. Maybe she’d even rub it absent-mindedly, utterly unaware of her little passenger. Before he even realised he was doing it, he was jerking off again, his body moving of its own accord while he was lost in fantasy.

There really was something so deeply appealing about the thought, about her casual nudity and seeing her so utterly stuffed. Somehow it just made her figure that little bit more divine.

And then, it got even better. The stomach around him was already rumbling and shaking, shifting and sloshing as it churned and ground the mountain of food into a mushy paste. But, something new intruded on the bodily reactions. It was quiet at first, but steadily rose in pitch, eventually becoming audible over the din of digestion. He briefly paused his stroking, ears twitching and turning as he tried to figure out just what was happening. And then, everything began to shake. Something pressed down  on the gut from outside, drastically cutting down on the little bit of free space available and nearly sending him toppling over into the murky mess below. He clung on to his potato life raft for dear life as everything began to shake, Nona’s heartbeat suddenly kicking into high gear.

And then he heard her moans. His entire body quivered in response to the sound, as if he was resonating to it. Shivers flowed up and down his frame as the moans grew in volume, becoming so loud they eventually overtook the cacophonous din of bodily noises around him. Steady vibrations began to shake the stomach, everything rising and falling with a set rhythm. As horny as he was, it didn’t take him long to puzzle out what was happening; She’d broken out a toy. Either that, or she was fucking the world’s quietest (and luckiest) lover.

Trembling, he found himself unconsciously trying to match her rhythm, rubbing himself as she rode whatever toy she had out there. Within moments he was leaking and throbbing, the pressure already hitting boiling point. Fortunately, it would seem she was not far behind. Her cries reached a fever pitch, the tremors shaking his fleshy prison hitting hard and fast. Within moments it reached a crescendo, her entire body trembling around him. He came seconds later, his load arcing up and away, disappearing into the bubbling muck as soon as it landed. Falling backwards onto his improvised raft he let out a long sigh, his body entirely warm and soft with the afterglow of release.

He had never expected to be this intimate with anyone before, and now he found himself closer to his boss than likely anyone had ever been before. Somehow, it felt right. As if it was where he was meant to be. Nodding to himself he finally decided. Once he made it out, he would confess it all. Would tell her about his accident and his trip through her. He might leave out some of the more… incriminating bits, depending on her reaction. But, he felt he owed her that much.

“Fuck. I really really hope she doesn’t squish me for this…”

Grinning, he closed his eyes and let out another deep breath, basking in the profound sense of calm that had descended on him. He didn’t really think she would. But, it would be nice if she reacted well to his little deviant confession.

When  he finally came back to, most of the contents sharing his space had liquefied, even his little raft having turned mostly into muck. Some small chunks of potato still floated around him, but most of it was long gone already. As he drifted, he felt a growing pull sending him on a long, circling path. The tug gradually grew in intensity, accompanied by a deep, resonant sucking sound as a considerable amount of the contents sloshing around him was pumped deeper into Nona’s body. Moments later, a loud gwoaaaaaarn echoed in his ears, several bubbles rising to the surface of the murky broth. He found himself actively having to fight against the tide to avoid being dragged under. Lower and lower the surface of the soupy mixture sank, the pull on his feeble form growing stronger in response.

Before long, he found himself unable to resist the pull and was dragged along, sucked through the bottom of her gut, carried along on a wave of digested muck. When the worst of it finally gave way, he managed to struggle to his feet, the slippery surface of her intestines not making it easy for him. A steady river of digested goop flowed around his feet.

As he walked, he felt something brushing against his feet, as if he was walking through a carpet of dense grass. Shuddering, he realised exactly what it was: Villi. It was the villi lining her small intestines.

They were gradually absorbing the food around him, making it part of her. Fuelling her. There was something painfully arousing about that thought. He knelt down, the murky mess flowing around him as he caressed the surface beneath, trembling as he felt the myriad tiny little protrusions lining the inside of the intestine he occupied.

It felt as if he was exploring some deep, dark cave system, as if he was spelunking, charting out a completely new biome. He had to stifle a giggle as he pictured himself with cave diving gear on and a sketchpad, drawing out the contours of her innards. Anatomy as seen by cave divers. It was an entertaining thought. And made his situation no less hot. He kept moving, occasionally having to slide down  a twist in the path before resuming. Several times he had to take a break to catch his breath, chest heaving as he collapsed against the soft walls. By now, all the food that had joined him on his little journey had been absorbed, leaving the villi attempting to absorb him instead. He felt a fresh blush creeping up his cheeks as he imagined the loads he’d already emptied into her being absorbed along with the rest of the food she’d eaten that day. Barely had he even finished thinking it than his cock was once more at full attention, throbbing and flexing and painfully hard. Trembling, he got to his knees, a tiny bead of pre forming on his tip as he placed a hand against the writhing wall to steady himself.

“Nnnfff… H-haaaah, I guess we’re doing this huh… I really hope she forgives me…”

He didn’t even stroke himself this time, instead lowering himself until his entire front and groin was pressed against the gently undulating floor. It was the single most intense sensation he had ever felt, as if a thousand fingers were gently caressing every inch of his cock at once. A moan escaped his lips before he could even stop himself, the sensation too powerful to suppress. His entire body felt as if it had been filled with molten metal, the heat welling up inside him. He’d never felt this aroused in his life. Every nerve in his body was screaming with raw, ragged desire, the urge to just stay here forever and cum into her again and again and again nearly irresistible. Shifting, he began to thrust against her walls and found her moaning back.

Something pressed against the walls near him, big enough to distend his fleshy prison. It forced yet more of the writhing villi against his form, the tiny grasping feelers caressing his belly, his thighs, his balls. Whatever it was shifted and moved, sliding back and forth with rising speed. It would seem the toy had made another triumphant return. He found himself thrusting along with it, imagining himself in its place. It was hard to decide what appealed to him more, to be the one breeding her or to be the toy itself. Both held so much appeal.

“Nnnghfuck, o-oh god Nona I’m-”

This time, they came at the same time. Everything contracted around him, the walls clenching down as she came for the second time, her last cry of pleasure sending tremors through the flesh around him. His load poured out over the undulating carpet, spilling between them and was soon gone, absorbed like all the rest.

He let out a shaky breath, his body so utterly spent. It felt as if he could barely lift his arms, let alone walk. Grunting, he rolled over and began to slowly crawl, barely managing a few feet before giving up.

It was too much. Letting out a sigh, he let himself drift off, unable to stave off the wave of lethargy that was creeping up on him.

Some interminable amount of time later he awoke, still trapped deep within Nona’s bowels. But, at least he felt rested. Remarkably so in fact. He found himself vaguely surprised at how well he’d slept, considering his surroundings.

Or, he mused as he hauled himself to his feet and began to trudge forwards, maybe it’s because of where I am. I certainly wouldn’t be averse to repeating this test. For science, of course. If Nona agrees at least.

He smiled and imagined himself bringing a lab coat and his trusty PDA for note taking. And a night cap, just to make it that little bit more comedic.

Gradually, the scenery changed, the surface beneath his feet growing smoother over time. He noted it and slipped down yet another little incline, musing on how far along he’d come. Veins pulsed and throbbed above him, the colours muted in the darkness.

Must be somewhere in her large intestines.

A flush of heat rose up his neck as the realisation set in. If he was in her intestines, that meant he’d soon be approaching her…

He swallowed nervously, trying very hard indeed to not picture what the end of his journey looked like.

Inch by inch, he made his way across the slick, slippery path as it twisted and wound its way through Nona’s body, approaching the end ever so slowly. He could feel her heartbeat through the thick walls, a distant thump, the sensation vaguely reassuring. Though it did little to help drown out the thought that kept echoing in his head; Oh god I’m going to have to make my way out of Nona’s butt. Oh jesus fuck, I’m really going to have to squeeze out of it. Fucking fuck I really, really really hope she’s still asleep by the time I get there.

A short while later, he finally found himself face to face with the tight knot of flesh, the sight unmistakeable. He’d finally made it all the way and now only a few more steps separated him from the outside. A few more steps and that tightly closed sphincter. He shuddered and took another step.

And then another. His throat felt dry as he began to approach it, fingers gripping the folds of flesh as he started to force his way between the tight knot of flesh.

It did not budge by much. But, at his size, he didn’t need a lot. He grunted and worked his way slowly but surely through it, forcing himself to squeeze another inch and then another. It was slow going, but he had recovered enough from his earlier ordeal to find it somewhat manageable. Ripples played through the tight sphincter as he worked himself through one arm at a time, the warm flesh tensing around him as if trying to chew him. There was still the feeling of doing something a bit forbidden, but he didn’t exactly have a whole wealth of options available to him unless he fancied just spending the rest of his life in her gut.

After some more squeezing through the tight knot of flesh, he finally caught his first glimpse of the outside world, a tiny pinprick of light greeting him. And then, with a grunt of effort, he managed to work his head free. He took a grateful breath of fresh air and hauled himself the rest of the way out, his body slipping free with an audible pop. Twisting, he managed to avoid falling flat on his face as he tumbled free, Nona’s tail doing an admirable job of breaking his fall.

“Nfff, w-well, that was… Quite the thing.”

He shook his head and blinked, even the low light of her rooms painfully bright. It took several minutes before he could even open his eyes above a squint, which made the sounds he was hearing all the more concerning. Soft, gentle moans was filling the room and all he could see was a fuzzy outline. There was something else too. A smell in the air. His snout twitched as he tried to place it.

There was a sweetness to it, and yet at the same time earthy. Hints of leather. Other, more unplaceable things. And musk. He could smell-

And then realisation dawned.

“O-oh. Oh fuck.”

Blinking away the last of the fuzziness from his vision with the single-minded determination of the terminally horny.

What greeted him was the very gates of heaven themselves, thrown wide and waiting for him in all their fleshy glistening glory. Or, rather, it was her sex. Nona’s. Sex. H-her sex. Which she was currently caressing, one finger sliding along the outside of her labia, while two others were slowly sliding in and out of its inner depths.

His breath caught in his throat.

It was perfection. The way her thighs flowed together where they met and melded into her sex. The way her scales flowed and parted to reveal that warm, wet cavern, as if it was some secret treasure only ever seen by those found worthy of its knowing. And the way her backside tensed and flexed as she breathed, tiny tremors passing up and down her flesh as she caressed herself. He couldn’t help but want to be closer to it. To feel it with her.

Standing on legs that suddenly felt like they might give way beneath him at any moment, he made his way back up her tail, eyes locked on that velvety prize. Nothing would dissuade him now. He’d experienced it from deep inside her, and now he wanted to be a direct part of it.

He moved with single-minded determination, hauling himself up until he found himself at the base of her sex, close enough to touch it. The smell of her was so strong it made his head spin. A wet sheen covered her lips, glistening and catching the light in ways that only served to highlight its softness. It flexed and gaped as he came closer, as if sensing his approach. Like a blind man, he stumbled forwards, arms outstretched. As his fingers touched her, a loud cry escaped the great dragon, echoing from the walls, her thighs tensing. For a moment he almost feared she’d clamp down around him and squish him. Fortunately, he was not, and was thus free to continue to explore her secret garden.

Letting his fingers glide along her insides, he stepped onto and into her, her entire body trembling as he slowly moved to stand directly in her opening.

He couldn’t help but keep the smile from his face as he set about caressing her in every way he could think of, fingers touching and caressing, teasing and toying, desperate to find every last little avenue of potential pleasure. And, by the way her moans kept increasing in volume and pitch, it would seem like he was doing a bang-up job of it. Before he could do much more however, something pushed against his back. There was just enough time to appreciate what was about to happen before he was plunged deep into her sex, her folds enveloping him with a wet squelch. Her moan as he entered her was the loudest one yet, much to his chagrin. It still felt a bit weird to be so intimate with her despite her being utterly unaware of his existence, yet it was too undeniably hot to even consider doing anything else.

Besides, this time it had really been her fault. Sort of.

He shook his head and stumbled to his feet, noting with amusement that his every motion seemed to draw fresh moans from Nona. Ripples of contractions washed through the chamber as he began to caress his surroundings, gently kneading and squeezing the wet folds of flesh. A steady trickle of something clear was running between his feet, flowing over them and filling his senses with the raw, undiluted scent of her sex. It was enough to make him feel light-headed. He did not doubt for a second that the memory of that smell would follow him for the rest of his days. Even if he never got lucky enough to experience it again, he’d likely be able to recall it perfectly from memory. Moving closer to one of the walls, he planted a soft kiss against it, delighting in the way it tensed and shifted at his touch. Tremors raced through it, muffled moans filtering in through her body. Her fingers had really started working now, sliding in and out of her with admirable gusto, filling the pulsating chamber with the constant wet sounds of her furious masturbation. It was hard to say what was hotter, the fact that she was getting this riled up, or that he had a direct hand in it. His hand once more found his cock as he began stroking himself, hips bucking as he pressed his groin against her walls. Slowly, softly, he began to thrust and grind against her insides, which seemed to spur her on even more. Something he was doing was really hitting the spot. The vibrations racing through her were coming harder and faster, her moans getting increasingly frantic. Her fingers had completely withdrawn and all that he could see still stimulating her was his own desperate movements. Which made  him all the more determined to keep it up.

And then, something pushed through her entrance and bore down on him. He caught a brief glimpse of something large and purple as it barrelled into him. With a startled yelp he found himself carried along by the tip of something smooth that felt strangely like silicon. It finally stopped, depositing him panting and trembling, mere inches from the far end of her sex. As it withdrew, the flesh gripping it tightly the whole way, he finally realised just what it was: it was a sex toy. Likely the same one she had been using earlier, when he had been…

He still felt a rush of heat as he thought back on his travels through her bowels. Another memory to cherish. It was a struggle to even get to his feet, the constant tremors caused by the rapid-fire in and out movements of the toy and Nona’s own aroused squirming leaving him stumbling drunkenly.

After the third attempt, he gave up, settling instead for just sitting back and enjoying the show.

And then, something occurred to him. Turning, he shifted to look over his shoulder. There, mere inches away from him, was her cervix. The entrance to her most holy of holies. Her womb.

He felt a shudder racing down his spine, shooting all the way out to the tip of his tail and making the hairs all along his back stand on end. A thought was forming in his head and was growing larger and larger with each passing second. Twisting, he started to crawl his way towards it, cock leaking profusely, leaving a glistening trail along her insides. Everything seemed to narrow down until all that was left was him and that wonderful opening. It was as if everything led to it. The folds of flesh wrinkled and shifted, as if they were all pointing straight at it, at that tight knot of flesh separating her insides from her innermost insides.

With some effort he managed to clamber up the slight incline, gripping and groping at her flesh (and drawing no small amount of moans as a direct result) until his waist was at the exact right height. His every nerve was humming as if they all had a live currently running through them, making them glow like the filament of a light bulb on the verge of burning out. It was hot and bordered on pain, which in turn only made it more pleasurable. The sound that escaped his lips as he thrust forwards was nigh indescribable, pure sexual nirvana somehow transmuted into vibrations. And then, he was fucking her.

Fucking her innermost portal. His groin smacked against the warm walls again and again, harder and harder, his orgasm like an oncoming train. It had an inevitability to it, as if it was more a force of nature than any petty sexual release.

And then, just before he could throw himself off that edge, something struck him from behind. The world went dark for a moment as he experienced pressure, pushing him hard against the writhing walls.

Thud. Thud-thud-thud.

Several impacts hit him in rapid succession, smacking him against the walls again and again. With one heavy thud it struck him one last time, pinning him against the walls, his cock buried in her cervix.

His cock was in her cervix. His cock. In her.

As the realisation hit, he came, spraying his seed everywhere as he tumbled into her innermost sanctum. With a soft splat, he landed on the velvety flesh, sinking slightly into it, his cock pulsing and pulsing as if it had suddenly discovered a new and hitherto untapped well of cum. With each jet he felt himself grow weaker and weaker, some small distant part of his brain starting to wonder where the fuck it was all coming from and if he maybe should be worried about it.

The rest of his mind was too preoccupied with experiencing the strongest orgasm he’d ever had (or would likely ever have) to really give much of a flying fuck. If he died at this exact moment, then he would greet death with open arms. Although, Death would likely have to get a wheelbarrow and wheel him out.

The dildo pinning him finally relented, leaving him to flop weakly against the fleshy floor, chest heaving with effort.

As the last of his orgasm wound its way through him, he felt every ounce of strength leave his body. It was all he could do to just keep breathing. All around him he could hear and feel her erupt, everything tensing as she let out one last wordless cry of release. The moment seemed to drag on forever, her body stuck in that heightened state for longer than seemed physically possible. Several more peaks seemed to hit one after the other, though their highs weren’t quite so dizzyingly high.

After what felt like several lifetimes she finally went limp.

He smiled and rolled over onto his back, eyes drifting closed as he listened to her heartbeat. It was slowing. Just like his. Without even thinking about it he found his breathing matching hers, his heart beating to her drum.

Before he even knew it, he had fallen deep into slumber.

title: First Day on the Job aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [AHugeBird] id: [43273014] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:27:04 晚上

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First Day on the Job

Author: AHugeBird Source: First Day on the Job

Daedalous put his car into park outside the office building of his new job and took a few deep breaths before turning off the ignition.

The red-winged blackbird was a little nervous about starting the new job, but frankly, he just wanted to stay in the car for a little longer. He’d just gotten the A/C repaired and it was blasting out calming, cool air.

And did he need it, too. Daedalous looked at the outside temperature indicator. 81 degrees.

At 8 in the morning. This was already a hot one, and it was only gonna get steamier. The bird sighed, grabbed the key out of the ignition, and got out of the car.

On the bright side, he’d managed to park on the street, less than a block from his new office building. It was a little surprising there weren’t more cars occupying the clearly-marked street parking today, but hey, he wasn’t gonna complain. Daed stood in front of the large glass doors and looked up at his new place of employment. It had to be 30 or 35 stories tall — easily among the tallest buildings in the downtown area. The floor-to-ceiling windows were in immaculate condition, with thin layers of gray metal interspersed between each floor. The real eye-catcher was the enormous circular logo, emblazoned in silver, halfway up the structure. It had to be at least 50 feet in diameter. The blackbird had seen the building in pictures, but seeing it in person was still impressive enough to make him whistle.

Daed checked his watch. 8:03. He was supposed to meet his new supervisor at 8:45, but the lack of traffic and surprisingly abundant parking downtown meant that he arrived even earlier than he intended. How to kill half an hour? Daed wondered. He looked down the street for a few moments, and a glint of green caught his eye two blocks away. Ah, a Starbeaks. Better than risking the office coffee on day 1, right? The blackbird locked his car and began the short walk to the coffee shop, grateful that the sun was still low enough that he could stay in the shadows of the buildings.

A blast of chilly air ruffled his feathers as he opened the door to the coffee shop. He got in line behind an alpaca woman who was engrossed in her phone. In front of them, a bat was chatting with the bearista as he rang up their order. “Big day today,” the bat was saying.

“Haha, yeah, very big,” the ursine replied. “Should be good for business. You gonna come back down to catch him?”

“Maybe, it’s always fun but I’ve seen it plenty of times already. Could really use the sleep instead. Oh, that reminds me, remember to make that decaf, thanks.”

“Way ahead of you. We’ll have that right out. Next? What can I get for you, ma’am?”

Daed pulled out his phone while he waited for the alpaca to order. He hadn’t heard of any big events going on in town today, but he had only just moved to the city over the weekend. He pulled up the website of the local newspaper and quickly scanned the headlines. There didn’t seem to be any event previews or major stories that fit the conversation he just overheard. A brief search of Twitter didn’t yield any results, either.

“What can I get for you, sir?” The smiling bearista brought Daed back to attention.

“Oh, uh, just a medium black coffee, thanks.”

“Sticking with hot coffee on a day like today? No problem, anything else?”

“Yeah, I don’t go much for iced coffee,” Daed said. “And actually, yeah, I wanted to ask — I just moved here. Is there something big going on around here today?”

“Oh!” The bear’s eyebrows raised. “Oh, you’re in for quite a day. If you’re working downtown, you won’t be able to miss it. Here you go!” He put a lid on the coffee cup and handed it to the blackbird. Then he winked. “Look up what a macro is if you don’t want to be surprised.”

“Uh, thanks,” Daed answered, his mind suddenly racing as he turned to leave the store. He most certainly did know what a macro was. He’d spent countless hours on websites exploring size difference content, imagining what it would be like for there to be macros in real life... giant monsters capable of demolishing cities, flattening anything in their path... and if a small bird happened to catch their attention, easily forcing them into submission under one of their heavy paws... making them serve as a toy just for their own pleasure... his heart fluttered a bit.

Still, macros weren’t real. And even if those monsters did exist, there’s no way the people in the coffee shop would be that excited about them. No, the bear was probably talking about something else. Maybe a parade of some sort, with big floats. Daedalous shook his head and took a sip of coffee. The most important thing today was staying focused and making a good first impression.

He returned to the office building still 20 minutes early, and with his new manager still nowhere in sight, a receptionist at the front desk told him he could take a seat in the lobby. The blackbird leaned back in a well-cushioned chair, head spinning with thoughts about how his first day at the job was going to go — including one more outlandish possibility that he would have never considered fifteen minutes ago. He absentmindedly grabbed his phone and pulled up one of his favorite size websites to peruse new art of enormous feet, only catching himself once a picture of huge bird feet filled his screen.

Daed quickly closed the site and shut his phone off, his face flushed. At least nobody saw it, unless... he casually looked up over his shoulder to see if there was a security camera in the corner.

There was. Daed shuddered with embarrassment, hoping nobody would be able to make out what he was browsing if they had happened to glance at the camera feed.

He was kept from dwelling too long on his highly-unlikely-but-still-plausible shame by the arrival of a tall snow leopard the building’s glass doors. His new boss. The snow leopard took off his sunglasses and gestured toward the blackbird. “Daedalous, right? I’m Ty. Good to meet you, welcome to Darkwood Construction!”

Daed shook his hand. “Great to finally see you in person! Although I think I might be a little overdressed, haha.”

The blackbird was dressed in a suit and tie, wanting to make a good first impression. But the snow leopard — who couldn’t have been much older, maybe in his early 30s — was dressed casually, in a fashionable shirt and smart pair of shorts. “Yeah, this is a pretty chill workplace, don’t worry about it too much,” the cat said. Then he hooked a furry thumb back over his shoulder. “Hey, by the way, is that your car parked down the block?”

“Yeah, I didn’t have a parking pass for the company garage yet. Can I not park out there?”

Daed asked, worried he’d already gotten a ticket on his first day in town.

“Well, you can park there, but it might not be the wisest thing today. Come on, I can get you parked in the garage.”

The garage was underneath the office building itself, and was already pretty full with cars by the time Daed was able to enter. After circling through a few floors, he was able to locate a spot between two larger vehicles and squeezed in. Ty showed him to the elevator. “It’s a long way up,” he cautioned as he led the blackbird onto the lift. “But you shouldn’t mind heights, you’re a bird, right?” The cat laughed and poked the 28 button.

“How was the move? Everything go smoothly?” the leopard asked as the pair took the long elevator trip up to the 28th floor.

“Yeah, no problems. Still a lot of unboxing to do, but no complaints.”

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. “Nice, glad to hear it,” the cat said, leading Daedalous out of the elevator. “Just around the corner here, and a bit down the hall, and your new office should be on the left.”

“Wait, I get an office? I just figured I’d have a cubicle or something.”

Ty laughed. “Darkwood Construction has some pretty lucrative deals. But hey, you’re in the accounting department, so you’ll find out about all of that soon. Here we are!” The leopard gestured to an open door.

OK, so it wasn’t the nicest office — no windows, and it was completely empty save for a desk, chair, phone, and a laptop. But hey, it was an office nonetheless, and the laptop looked like it was top-of-the-line. Daedalous had certainly worked in far more cramped areas before, so this was a definite upgrade.

“Why don’t you set your stuff down, and I’ll give you a tour of the rest of the building? You can probably leave your suit jacket here, too” the snow leopard said. Daed stashed his bag below the desk, draped his jacket over the chair and turned to give his new workspace one more look before following Ty out of the room.

“So this floor is all finances?” the blackbird asked.

“Yep! And up here on the corner is my office, so if you ever need anything, don’t be afraid to poke your head in and say hi. Darkwood Construction is all about collaboration, honestly. We love it when colleagues poke their heads in with a problem we can take care of. Speaking of,” Ty said, leading Daed to the next office down, “looks like Jim’s door is open, let’s say hi. Hey Jim!

This is Daed, the new guy.”

An older wolf with glasses grunted and gave a quick wave back, not taking his eyes off his computer screen.

“Jim doesn’t say much, but he’s great once you get to know him,” the snow leopard said, carrying on with the tour. “Let’s see, this is Trish’s office, next door is Kim — she got here just a few weeks ago, so you two are the newbies—”

Daed was starting to zone out. It was a lot of names and faces to take in all at once. Before he knew it, he’d met the entire department and he was back at the elevator bank. He estimated he’d remember maybe two of the names by the end of the week.

Truthfully, his mind was drifting back to the idea of macros again. Daed had never worked in an office this far up before, or really anywhere higher than two or three floors. What would a macro look like from way up here? Would this be higher than the height of the giant themselves?

How much of a birds-eye view could you get of the macro crunching through the surrounding city, crumbling smaller buildings underfoot?

...What if a macro spotted him? Spotted a tiny red-winged blackbird pressed up against the building’s pristine glass in awe, smashed through the window with a thick, meaty finger and grabbed him to use as a plaything, maybe for their tongue or their foot or even somewhere... lewder?

The ding of the elevator snapped the blackbird out of his daydreams. “...so most of the floors above us are for the executives, I’m sure you’ll get a chance to meet them later,” Ty was saying, casually waving his furred hand around as he stepped onto the elevator. “Oh, and legal is up there too. But hopefully you’ll never have to meet them, right?” he laughed, giving Daed a playful elbow.

Daed laughed too, more from playing along than anything else. “So, where are we going next?” the blackbird asked, hoping for something interesting to keep his mind from wandering.

“Well, we’ve got F.R. on the floor right below us, so it makes sense to stop here first,” Ty said, the elevator doors already opening again. “Our furry resources team is great, they’re gonna get you all hooked up with an ID badge and a parking pass and whatever else you’ll need. We’ll need you to sign some waivers, too. Oh, say hi to Riley—”

It went on like that for the next few hours, Ty leading an indefatigable tour of the office building while Daed tried as hard as he could to remember everything and prevent enormous paws from intruding on his thoughts. It seemed like the snow leopard got on with everyone and had boundless energy to rope people into introductory conversations.

The blackbird was grateful to have that sort of guide, but compared to the feline, he was quickly losing steam. So it came as a relief when they stepped into the elevator for the umpteenth time and Ty said “Let’s head down to the break room. Or really, it’s a few break floors , you’ll see when we get down there. That’s the last stop, and then we can grab some lunch.” He poked the number 15.

“So what else is in the building below the 15th floor, then?” Daed asked.

“We’ve actually got some other businesses that rent those lower floors out as tenants. It’s surprisingly desirable office space down there — got a better view than you’d think.”

Daed was a little confused — most of the buildings in this part of downtown were at least 10 stories tall — but his brain was too fried to figure out how that could be true. The elevator came to a stop and they stepped off.

“If you ever need to let off some steam, just pop down here for a bit,” Ty said. “We know that sometimes our work gets pretty hard, so it’s important to have somewhere to relieve stress. If you’re working hard, we want you to be enjoying your breaks just as hard.

“We’ve got a couple game rooms over here on the right side of the hall,” the snow leopard continued, “and over here we’ve got a company gym. You can use that whenever, or we’ve got some scheduled exercise classes you can sign up for, too. I do one of the yoga ones — big cats like me gotta stay flexible, you know?” he winked.

Daed laughed, but he was mostly impressed with how nice the area was. Despite how high-energy most of the company seemed to be, there were some quiet rooms and mediation pods on another floor for people who needed some time away from the hustle and bustle of work. And there was a sprawling dining area, with meal options provided on-site. He could tell this company knew how to take care of its employees.

Then they turned the corner and Daed couldn’t help but gasp. “This,” Ty said with a flourish, “is my favorite part of the building.” It was the part of the building behind the grand circular logo on the front. The base of the emblem — the very bottom of the circle — was attached to the windows, just slightly above floor level. Daed looked up and realized the ceiling in this area had been raised to match the top of the logo, five or six stories up. The windows spanned the entire distance, floor-to-ceiling, and provided an immaculate view of the city.

The area inside was spacious. There had to be at least a football field’s length from the windows to the back wall, and the only thing the blackbird could see between them was a cart with stacks of colorful towels and a hole — maybe some sort of drain — positioned near the center of the room. Would there be sprinklers going off? Maybe this area turned into some sort of indoor water party or something.

“Should be any minute now,” Ty said, checking his smartwatch. Daed noticed the room was beginning to fill up with coworkers milling about, chattering excitedly. He couldn’t help but notice that some of them were barely dressed, like — wait, was that Jim, the older wolf from accounting, with his shirt off? Daed looked up to see Ty casually removing his shirt as well to reveal a lanky, athletic frame.

“Any minute until what?” Daed asked. “Why’s everyone taking their shirts off?”

Ty noticed his surprise. “Wait, did nobody tell you? It was on one of the waivers you signed.

Oh, you’re in for a treat. You’ll probably want to strip down, too. At some point, you’ll see why.”

Daed racked his brain, trying to remember what was in all the paperwork he signed. He seemed to recall something about corporate culture and team-building or whatever but his eyes had long since glazed over by that point.

The area kept filling up with coworkers of all species and sizes, some clad in nothing but their underwear. Nobody was acting like this was anything but ordinary. To Daed, it was so weird that he felt like he might be having a panic attack — the room was shaking and everything.

Wait, was the room actually shaking?

There was a commotion by the windows to the left of the giant circular logo, and Daed turned to see a small group of people gathering and pointing at something in the distance. Daed worked his way toward the window until he could finally get a good view at what prompted their reaction... and his jaw dropped.

There, off in the distance, but unmistakably moving toward the city, was an enormous dark figure. Each step the figure took reverberated around the room moments later, like the rumbling of thunder after a distant lightning strike.

As it moved closer, Daed could make out more of the figure’s shape — a blue head, with sunlight glinting off a golden beak. A gray mane of feathers around its neck, leading down to a muscular body, black all the way down to the glimmering talons that Daed could only see when they were lifted to clear a low-lying structure.

It was a colossal bird, rumbling into the heart of downtown.

It was the sort of thing Daed had dreamed of. It was also, seeing it up close for the first time, absolutely terrifying.

Sure, the idea of pleasuring an enormous macro was a fun fantasy, but this was real life.

Daed didn’t want to die today. He couldn’t understand why everyone seemed so excited. Did they have a death wish? The blackbird stumbled backward, away from the window, until he felt two firm hands land on his shoulders.

“Surprised?” Ty said. “I don’t blame you. He can be a lot to take in at first. But don’t worry, you have nothing to be afraid of. He’s a friend of ours. A partner, really.”

“That... but he’s... how?” Daed stuttered.

“Daed, we’re a construction company. How do you think we grew to be so profitable? I told you we have some lucrative deals, and this guy’s our biggest partner. We help him out, and he makes sure there’s always plenty of projects for us to take care of. And that no potential competitors ever get off the ground.”

“But what could you possibly do to help a macro out?”

“Heh, you’ll see,” Ty smirked. “I have a feeling you’ll be into it.” The snow leopard wagged his phone in front of the blackbird. On it was Daed’s profile from one of the size websites he frequented.

“How did you— was it the cameras? That’s—” he stammered before Ty quickly cut him off.

“Most of the company’s on this site,” Ty explained. “That’s actually where we do most of our recruiting. We think it’s important to find employees who are... enthusiastic about making our partners happy. So don’t worry about a thing, just enjoy the show. It’ll be fun.”

Daedalous nodded. He turned back to the window and experienced another jolt of fear when he realized how much closer the macro bird had gotten during their conversation. But his fear melted into arousal the more he looked at the colossus walking down the street towards the building.

Daed didn’t even need to be near the window to get a good view of what was happening now. The macro was still more than a dozen blocks away, but he was big enough to be able to close that distance in a matter of moments. Based on the surrounding buildings, Daed estimated the macro was several hundred feet tall — probably about the same height as the Darkwood Construction building, if not a bit taller.

Daed could now make out the enormous bird’s tail feathers spread out behind him, mostly blue with a golden fringe. A row of blue and gold feathers also sprouted from the behemoth’s wrists all the way up to his elbows. The mane and arm feathers were certainly unusual, as were the colors, but the shape of the bird’s head seemed to indicate that he was a massive bald eagle.

But the parts that really caught Daed’s eye were hanging between the titan’s legs. Two massive black wrecking balls swung with impunity with every step the macro took, swaying in a way that suggested exceptional heft. A girthy black cock hung semi-erect over them. Daed had no idea how long it would get when fully erect, but he had a feeling he was about to find out.

The red-winged blackbird could feel his own erection throbbing inside his pants as he watched the colossus in awe. If he was able to take his eyes off of him, he’d see that many of his coworkers were also pitching tents. But he was captivated with the macro, focused intently on each individual step of the eagle’s thick, taloned feet as they crashed down with thunderous force and caused the city to shake violently around him. He was now so close that Daed could see the enormous beads of sweat forming all over the macro’s body in response to the sweltering heat.

Without realizing what he was doing, Daed stripped off his shirt and pants, as if hypnotized by the allure of the gigantic eagle.

Something made the macro stop and look down, a grin spreading across his beak. Daed followed his gaze downward and realized that a solitary luxury car was parked right in the eagle’s path, a few blocks from the office building.

Oh, that’s why nobody was using street parking today, Daed thought. Glad I moved my car.

The titan’s foot slowly pressed down on the vehicle with an unmistakable crunch, clearly taking pleasure in grinding it all the way into the pavement. When the foot lifted off the ground again, the car was nowhere to be seen — until the flattened chassis slowly became unstuck from the eagle’s sole and fell back to the ground.

It would be only a couple more seconds before the macro would reach the Darkwood Construction building, and Daed realized with an excited shudder that the huge bird’s hardening dick would be at just about the same level as the floor they were on.

BRAAAYNK. BRAAAYNK. BRAAAYNK.

An ear-piercing alarm blasted three times, and all of Daed’s coworkers scurried away from the center of the windows. A loud whirring sound filled Daed’s ears and he realized the large circular logo emblazoned on the front of the building was separating in two, each half retracting laterally away and leaving a gaping, circular hole in their stead.

Daed, now standing alone in front of where the emblem once was and not knowing what to do, was immediately hit with a blast of hot air. Then he was hit with something else: a whiff of overpowering musk from the colossal eagle. Daed instinctively closed his eyes and inhaled. The aroma mixed with the incoming warm air and hung heavy throughout the room. Daed found the result absolutely heavenly, becoming so enamored that he didn’t think to move until it was too late.

The macro swung his hips around in front of the building and aligned his dick with the circular entryway, gradually inserting it in the hole. It filled the diameter of the opening, fitting snugly inside. The eagle’s satisfied rumble overhead suggested that it was just a tight enough fit.

Daed opened his eyes. Where he last saw an open view of the surrounding city, now he only saw a massive black cock bearing down on him. He was paralyzed by fear, by shock, and most of all by arousal, as he gazed up at the five-story cock pushing its way into the building. He could see deep into the urethra, the opening itself large enough to easily fit an entire person.

The macro’s musk grew even stronger, filling the rest of the room. So, too, did the dick. The smaller bird stumbled backward as the gigantic eagle gradually inserted himself deeper into the building. It kept coming farther and farther in and Daed scrambled farther and farther back until he turned around to see if he was about to run into the back wall. The blackbird’s legs tangled up underneath him and fell to the ground, just in front of the back wall.

Daed gazed up at the looming macro dick in a mix of fear and awe as it pushed closer, the tip of it pressing up against his feet and then up onto his waist and chest, threatening to completely smother him underneath if it went any farther... but it didn’t. Daed breathed a sigh of relief.

But he wasn’t completely safe, either. The blackbird was still pinned beneath a dick the size of a building, and probably making quite the first impression on many of his coworkers. He could move his arms and head, but his torso and legs were firmly stuck and wouldn’t budge — not that he was sure he wanted them to, as the eagle’s potent scent overwhelmed his nostrils.

So he just kind of... laid there for a few moments. He could hear the other people in the room murmuring, confused, wondering what he was going to do next. Daed didn’t know either and was growing more self-conscious by the second.

There was a loud tapping sound on the window far above him. Daed could make out an enormous black finger rapping impatiently on the glass, even the gentle action exerting so much force that part of the window actually shattered.

“Well, Daedalous, aren’t you going to say hello?” he heard Ty say behind him. The snow leopard stepped up and gave the massive cock head a smooch, then rubbed it affectionately. “Go on, feel free, give it a lick. It won’t bite.”

The tiny blackbird hesitantly extended his tongue and licked the eagle’s gigantic tip. It actually tasted... kinda nice? He licked it again, and again, more eagerly now. Even at such a relatively small size, he was apparently doing something right, because he could hear the macro outside purr with contentment at his stimulation.

“Come on, guys, are you just gonna let the new guy have all the fun?” Ty asked. “Let’s not keep our biggest partner waiting.” The rest of the room sprang into action, rushing in to surround the macro’s titanic member. The professional workplace Daed walked into a few hours ago turned into an orgy of furs kissing, rubbing and licking a five-story eagle cock. Some had lost their clothes completely, grinding their own genitals up against the throbbing interloper. The grumpy older wolf from earlier had clambered to the top of the dick with surprisingly youthful exuberance and was now stroking himself off as he rode it.

The sight was enough to make Daed drop any professional pretenses and lose himself in his fantasy come true. He inhaled deeply and fully submitted himself to the pleasure of the colossal eagle. He could feel every single twitch of the massive member reverberate through his body, causing his own erection to grow harder than it ever had before, straining against his underwear until the tip was poking out the top. The blackbird had no control over his actions anymore; he had fully given in to being a toy for the macro, sloppily licking and huffing the giant dick with no regard for anything else.

The macro eagle seemed content for now to let the tiny furs worship his cock while only occasionally moving it around slightly, as needed. The consistent rumbles of pleasure escaping his beak were enough to suggest they were doing an excellent job. So, too, were the dribbles of precum that were beginning to leak from his dick.

Of course, while it only seemed like dribbles to the macro, to Daed, it was more like a heavy stream or waterfall, and he was directly at the base of it. He was inundated with the stuff, and it just kept pouring out of the massive hole above him. He gulped it down eagerly, loving the warm, salty-sweet taste. It quickly drenched his feathers, leaving the little bird a soggy, squirming mess underneath the titan’s heavy tip.

After some time, the macro finally decided to take control, giving a courtesy tap on one of the other windows to warn the tiny furs riding the top of his shaft that now was the time to safely disembark. They slid off carefully, caught by some of their coworkers, who clearly had experience with this sort of thing.

The rest of the employees continued to give affection to the eagle’s cock as he slowly withdrew it... with the tiny blackbird in tow.

Even though he was still pinned under the massive dick, he was so thoroughly doused with the eagle’s natural lubricant that he easily slid along the floor with the member without any pain or discomfort.

Oh god, a macro eagle is actually using me as his sex toy, Daed thought. He was in heaven. An hour ago, he thought macros were just a fantasy. Now, he was smushed helplessly underneath one.

Gradually, the titan began to thrust, slowly at first before picking up speed. Daed clung on to the tip as best he could, completely overwhelmed with pleasure. His sole purpose now was to bring satisfaction to the macro. He was nothing more than a plaything that was just there to be used, and the eagle was most definitely using him.

The giant picked up speed, thrusting fast and hard into the building with little care for anything else, his massive nuts slamming into the reinforced windows on the floors below. Daed’s whole world was spinning — he was completely lost in the sensations and just barely hanging on to the macro’s dick.

The blackbird felt his own dick, which had been frotting against its far, far larger counterpart, reach its limit and then blow right past it into an unstoppable climax, launching his own seed all over his black chest feathers. The small bird reflexively let go of the macro’s tip as he succumbed to one of the most powerful orgasms he’d ever felt.

At the same time, the titan gave one final thrust into the building, sending the tiny bird sliding toward the back wall. Daed opened his eyes just in time to see the macro cock’s opening expand and launch a massive white rope of eagle cum directly at him, splattering all over the blackbird.

Before Daed could react, that first rope became a steady stream of macro bird jizz, covering the overwhelmed blackbird from head to talon in the thick, hot substance. He couldn’t see anything anymore, but he could certainly hear the eagle roar with satisfaction, loud enough to make the building shake even more.

The macro’s orgasm continued like that for nearly an entire minute, covering not just the blackbird but nearly the entire back wall, too. Daed had a feeling he was going to be a sticky mess for a long while. It was going to take many, many showers to get him back to normal, and the scent of the eagle’s cum could linger for days.

Finally, the huge bird’s orgasm began to taper off, and the giant withdrew his dick from the building, letting the last bits of cum pour down into a large puddle in front of the building’s entrance.

Daed coughed and sputtered, the blackbird now entirely white. Sprinklers had begun to spray water down from the ceiling, helping wash the eagle’s emissions down the large drain in the center of the room. Daed felt a towel land on his prone chest. Once he used it to wipe out his eyes, he could make it a snow leopard standing over him, grinning. “So, how did you like your first day on the job?” Ty asked.

“I— ah... ah... I loved it,” Daedalous said, still catching his breath.

“Excellent. So did he,” Ty said, gesturing out the window.

The eagle had crouched down and was now looking directly at Daedalous with a mischievous grin. He winked at the soaked bird and then stood back up and turned away from the building. The giant lifted one foot high above the city, then brought it down with a deafening crash on a three-story building one block over, decimating it with a single step. Daed could make out a smirk on the eagle’s beak as the macro departed the city, partnership fulfilled for another day.

“Something tells me we’re going to have a new client reaching out to us in a couple minutes,” Ty said. “Don’t worry, we work very efficiently — that place’ll be be back up and running within a week. And the business brought in by the macro-watchers makes it worth it for them.”

“How— how often does that happen?” Daed asked, still trying to process the past hour.

“At least once a week,” the snow leopard said. “He gives us some warning ahead of time, so people in the area know to evacuate and stay safe... or come down and watch the show,” Ty winked. “Considering he could flatten the entire city if he wanted to, I think it’s a pretty good deal for everyone involved.”

“I’ll say,” Daed breathed, hardly able to believe his luck. If this is what working at Darkwood Construction was going to be like, he couldn’t wait to come back. Or, more accurately, he couldn’t wait for the massive eagle to come back. There was no way he’d be able to think about anything else until then.

title: A Feathered Insole aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [ARandomRandom] id: [43762943] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期一, 八月 29日 2022, 5:08:25 下午

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A Feathered Insole

Author: ARandomRandom Source: A Feathered Insole~

Today was a very hot Tuesday, the sun being high in the air with a temperature that was in the 80’s. For people who needed to be outside, it was sweltering, sweaty, and pure torture. And sadly for Eric, he had some errands he needed to run. The Shadow Man picked a poor day for planning, checking his phone one more time before cursing softly under his breath. “Shit...Ughhh, this is going to suck.” He leaned his head against the wall as he sat up in bed, sighing softly. Daedalous, a small blackbird, had heard the commotion and decided to pipe up. “Hey bud, what’s up?” Eric and Daedalous had met by pure chance a few days ago, messaging one another on Telegram due to similar interests here and there, one involving macro and micro stuff. It wasn’t too long after that Eric playfully shrunk him down to...indulge in some of those interests. The giant looked down at his tiny friend, still looking a bit annoyed. “Have to go take care of some chores out in the blazing heat. I need my coat cleaned, need groceries for dinner and for the rest of the week, and then I need to pick up my laptop at the shop.”

Daedalous’ body shuddered at imagining going out in that heat with black clothes and shadowy skin. He was sure to be baking. “Euuuugggggghhhhh...That sounds awful. Here, maybe some rubs will ease your mind!” The bird got closer to the bed, hopping up and down as he waited. Eric chuckled, shifting one leg over to press his bare foot into the tiny, completely encasing him under the sole. There was little pressure, just enough to make it more fun for the two as the blackbird let out a soft moan underneath, already rubbing as best he could. It was easy to manipulate the silk smooth skin, all the better to get at those tense areas with his hands. The gesture made Eric smile, adding a bit more pressure playfully. “Heh, still so eager to be under my feet after spending a whole night licking them, eh?” The micro didn’t respond at first, too caught up with the rubbing of the plush ball of the sole before snapping back to reality. “W-Well, what can I say? Your feet are quite nice.”

After that response, he quickly went back to work, pressing even lower towards the arch as he began giving soft smooches, nuzzling his beak into the skin to catch it’s scent. That earthy, manly smell...clearly cooped up in boots and socks for a while this morning, carrying the faintest hint of sweat...It was like heaven to him. He took some more whiffs, unable to stop himself from giving another soft moan as he began to give in to his desires. That musk was practically intoxicating, enticing him to sniff and smooch more. He was so tempted to give licks just to have a taste. What he wouldn’t give to stay under those soles…”Someone seems to be enjoying themselves.” He froze up as Eric’s voice once again snapped him out of it. “I-I, uh...Well!” Daedalous stammered, unable to come up with a response. That got a chuckle from the Shadow Man as he began to slowly rub his foot up and down on the tiny bird. “You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d assume you want to stay by my feet.” The tone of his voice carried a very teasing aura, one that sent a shiver down the blackbird’s spine.

“M-Mmmmpppphh...I, uh...” Daedalous tried to resist the whims of the giant, but just the sole against him was enough to keep him in place. Eric felt the squirms, smirking at how the micro was playing hard to get, but he knew it wouldn’t last. The massage, if you could call it that, ended when the foot lifted the heel off the ground, pinning Daedalous head between two toes as the giant stared down. In that position, all he could breathe in was that same manly scent, stronger here than it was on the arch and ball. “Heh, don’t worry, you don’t need to say it. Actions speak louder than words, little bird, and so far you’ve sniffed and nuzzled my sole so much that you may as well be screaming from the rooftops.” He tried to get a word in, but Eric gently clenched his toes, pushing his beak even deeper into his toegap. “So I have a proposition for you. You be my insole for the day. I get to have someone ease my foot as I walk, you get to spend all day underfoot. Sounds like a good trade if you ask me.” The shadow man held a smug grin, especially when he noticed Daedalous blushing. There were a few moments of silence before Eric heard a very muffled answer. “Y-Yes...Please.”

Eric expected a bit more resistance, and he especially didn’t expect him to agree, but the fact he submitted so quickly made him chuckle. “Oh! I was only teasing you, but hey, if you actually want it, be my guest.” The foot pushed down completely over him yet again before he felt Eric moving to grab something. He didn’t know what it was, more focused on squirming under the immense weight more than anything else. However, it soon became revealed when the foot lifted up, and before the tiny bird could fall off the shadowy sole, a sock slid over it to keep him pinned. This particular one was thin, tight, akin to a dress sock more than anything else. And it kept him smothered right against that foot as tight as could be. “Ahhh...Already feels easier.” The giant let out a sigh before getting his other sock on, standing up to test his weight on his new insole. With how soft his foot was, it was like being flattened under a large mattress: Squishy and surprisingly cozy despite the massive amount of pressure on the tiny.

With his safety ensured and his location secured, Eric walked over and slipped his boots on. Any remaining light pooling in from the socks was ripped away as soon as the foot slid in, and now all Daedalous had was the sole squishing into him. The shadow man gave his large toes one last flex before walking out the door, the tiny bird slowly slipping from his mind. For the first chore, Dae did his best to wriggle and rub under the foot, clearly aiming for more physical contact in an effort to relax any tension away. The smell of musk was intense, but it didn’t get to him right away. Neither did the large amount of sweat soaking his feathers. Since it was mostly just waiting around for the washer, the massive toes didn’t move much aside from the idle wiggle, the sole not pushing down on him. He was lucky, so he just tried to move past it all, focusing more on tending to his friend, though he could feel his cheeks redden every second spent drenched in there.

The second chore was when he could feel his willpower begin to weaken. Since Eric had to walk around the store, quite a lot to ensure he had all the right food, the tiny blackbird found himself being pushed and rubbed into the sole constantly. He didn’t want to be polite anymore, gently nibbling the sole in places and huffing the air around him. It was practically euphoric, and it all edged him on as he began to lick now as well. He wanted to taste the sweat, eager to please the giant more and more as well as just take it all in. The deep, earthy flavor mixed with the saltiness of sweat. The thick, manly musk of toes constantly walking, cramped in the confines of sock and boot...It was all so much. He couldn’t tell how many times he moaned into the silky smooth flesh, but he didn’t care. This was where he wanted to belong, trapped under the large sole as it stepped all over him, coated in sweat. This was heaven.

The third chore was when he lost track of time, and when he began to fully worship. As Eric waited to collect his laptop, he could actually feel how subservient Dae had gotten. Within the warm, damp confines of his boot, the tiny was kissing and licking the sweaty sole above him as much as possible. All he could taste was the sweat and sole, but that taste had become addicting. He didn’t want to just remain for a day. He wanted to remain there forever, a mere little pet to be toyed and stepped on, just so he could remain in service to the glorious sole above him. The giant even began to feel some grinding going on, with what little space was in there. The fact he felt a tiny wet spot near his arch made him smirk. Seems the little guy got a bit infatuated with his feet. He gave his toes a small wiggle, letting the tiny know what happened was not lost on him. Not even a few seconds later did the deep licks begin again, causing him to sigh happily. He made sure to take his time walking home this time around.

Once he finally arrived, he put everything away, hung his coat up, and made sure his laptop was good to go inside his bedroom. Only after all that was done did he slide his boots off, kicking his feet up on the coffee table in front of his couch. “Enjoy yourself, Daedalous?” He got no verbal response, only met with some small licks and moans. Chuckling, he reached down and peeled his sock off, revealing that the tiny blackbird was quite wedged into his sole, his beak between two of his toes. Eric carefully pulled him off his sole, setting him down gently. “O-Oh my god, Eric...that was amazing! Y-Your feet are incredible!” His legs wobbled from being stuck for so long, but he still made his way over to begin kissing the heel once again, causing the giant to chuckle.

“My my, I didn’t know how right I was when I teased you about staying by my feet.” The teasing smile was lost on the tiny, who was far too preoccupied licking at the sweaty sole once more. Eric chuckled softly at how caught up the little one was, deciding to slide both feet onto their side to bring them together, catching Dae between them before he could even react. The experience was similar to the one inside the boot, though far more satisfying as now the tiny could focus on the foot that was given no attention whatsoever. “Mmmfffff...so amazing!” That was all Eric could catch among other rumblings between licks and kisses, the giant resting back as the service relaxed him to his core. “How about I make you another offer, little bird? Since you like my feet so much, how about you become my pet?”

The word pet made him stop his subservient licks, eyes widening at the very thought of the prospect. “You’d...You’d keep me as a pet?” Eric shrugged casually. “Sure! Why not? That way I can always have my feet worshipped when I get home, you get a home, feet to constantly lick, a teasing master...what’s not to lick? I mean like, I meant like.” The giant gave his head a shake, clearly a bit tired from being out in the heat all day, but when he looked back down at Dae, it looked like he had given him the offer of a lifetime. “I’d love to! I would absolutely adore being your pet!” Had he not been smothered tightly between two soles, it was clear the little blackbird would have been jumping in joy. At this point Eric expected a yes...just not THAT eager a yes. But he couldn’t complain, it was quite adorable.

“Alright then. Then as your first order as my pet...lick my other foot.” The two soles parted, his right foot sliding away as his left foot stayed before him. It was still drenched in sweat, but since it was on it’s side, at the very least he didn’t need to climb it like a mountain. Daedalous pressed his knees into the soft flesh, lifting him up onto the vast sole as he just...admired it. This was his master’s foot. The title rang in his mind, so foreign yet so good to say. He was on the ball of it, likely why it felt so squishy there as he leaned down. He felt his hands sink into the sole like a waterbed as he pressed his beak into it, beginning to lick. The flavor hadn’t changed a bit, but it was like being assigned as a pet made it more sensational. Maybe it was just because now he felt he was serving someone larger, more powerful.

The reason didn’t matter. What it did was keep him licking. He made sure to go slow, not wanting to move too fast, both so he wouldn’t miss spots and so Eric...his master could feel every last bit of his worship. Down and up his tongue went, working into every lost spot on the ball before moving to the toes. There were flecks of sock lint caught in the bends and gaps, so he began to pick them out before licking there. As he lifted the bundled strands away, he made sure to give soft kneading into the toes, something that made the giant grunt. “Ooooh, that felt...niiiiiiiiice.” Eric slumped back, clearly relaxed as Dae continued his diligent work. He rubbed up the bends before reaching and getting the sides of each one. Only once he was finished did he begin to lick again. The taste between each toe pit was thicker than the sole itself, likely from far more sweat getting caught in there. It was there he also got that thick musk once again, something that made him moan as a shudder of sheer ecstasy coursed through his back.

He wanted to stay there and huff his master’s scent...but he decided against it. He was given an order, and he would finish it. He moved past the ball before making his way to the arch, pressing his beak down and beginning to lick immediately. The wrinkled sole held many crevices for sweat to hide, and he needed and wanted to clean each and every one. He stuck his beak into the trench of a wrinkle, licking slowly inside of it as he drank up every last bit of sweat within. The flavor caused him to moan, so rich in that taste...He shook his head, not wanting to get too distracted as he continued to lick in each and every single one. Halfway down, he rested and nuzzled against the large foot, taking a break before continuing on. After all, there was so much sole to lick. The wrinkles nearer to the heel were more rich in flavor one could say, and were certainly thicker. However, after all that time, he finally made it to the heel.

It wasn’t too unlike the ball, although far more firm in nature. His licks weren’t needed that much, most of the sweat simply trailing off. However, rubs were definitely given, his hands pushing deep into the firm skin in an attempt to ease any tension out. He found a few points, making sure to take ease and relax them until finally, he was done. He looked out along the vast sole before him, admiring his work. The foot was clean as it could be, relaxed and resting. He slumped onto the heel, looking up at Eric. “Master! I’m fini-” He stopped once he noticed the soft raising of his chest. The giant had fallen asleep to his work...He took that as a job well done. Smiling, he made his way all the way up to the toes, slipping into the bends of each one. It was such a cozy feeling, and one that would drift him off to sleep as well.

Eric felt the shifting, slowly awoken as he opened one eye lazily, looking down at his foot to see Daedalous resting in the bends of his toes. He smiled seeing that, closing his eye so he could rift back to sleep. His pet had done a good job. And with a new bond between the two after a fulfilling day on both their ends, they both got some well deserved sleep...

title: A Little Surprise aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Abatabat] id: [44619599] date: 星期三, 八月 24日 2022, 3:50:48 下午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:14:16 晚上

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A Little Surprise

Author: Abatabat Source: A Little Surprise

Everything was perfect: while Pichu had gone shopping for groceries, Stecca started preparing some tasty surprise for the hungry Pichu; she had been whining for a while that she was eating too healthy lately, so Stecca wanted to finally make her happy. In just about 30 mins, Stecca had made a delicious grape cake, with lots of vanilla flavored cream on top, and a red heart made of icing on top. Satisfied with the result, he put the cake in the fridge, and waited for Pichu’s return...

Meanwhile in a remote micro research lab...

“Are you ready test subject A,B and C?” the rat with a long white robe said to the scared test subjects, as the scientists liked to call them.

“It’s not like you have a choice after all, you signed the contract, and it clearly said you accept everything we want you to test.”

“Y-Yes we are ready.”the uneasy subjects said, still very unsure about the safety of the machine.

“Now now, don’t look so scared, yes it’s pretty experimental, but it should work wonders -hopefully-... it will teleport you randomly in a 1000 miles range... yes it’s a very scary thought, but it’s pretty adventurous isn’t it? And you just need to survive for 1 hour, then the machine will automatically teleport you back here... but only if it detects that you are alive...if there is no heart signal, it won’t...after all we don’t want bodies, do we?” the rat said, trying to reassure them, even if he knew the dangers of the machine “Alright without further ado, you go! I’ll active the machine...good luck...you’re gonna need it.”

After having said that, the rat activated the machine and after a bright flash of light, the 3 subjects were gone...leaving the machine empty.

After another 30 mins, Stecca heard the loud noise of Pichu’s car, so he rushed to meet her “heya sweetie” he says after a quick kiss on the lips “Wow you have bought a lot of stuff, you sure aren’t famished, aren’t you?”

“eheh, yeah, I told you I’m very hungry, especially for something sweet ;)” Pichu responded, in a flirty tone.

“Oh well, I have just the thing you want...let’s go inside!” after he said that, he helped her bring all the groceries inside, putting them on the sofa. “Noww, close your eyes cutie, I’ll tell you when to open them” he said in a tone that could be interpreted in a lewd way “Ok~” Pichu said excitedly. While Pichu’s eyes were closed, Stecca opened the fridge quietly and after taking the cake on top of the tray out, he closed the fridge and moved close to her again. “You can open your eyes now eheh” Stecca said, “O- Oh, I-I didn’t expect that, but that’s an awesome surprise!” as she had said that, she hugged him, or at least tried awkwardly, making the cake almost fall on her sizeable boobs. “E-Ehy, b-be careful, you almost spilled all the cake on you!” Stecca said, wabbling trying not to fall “Sorry, I was just too excited~” “Alright then, let’s go eat that then eheh”

The huge black dog, Subject C, was the first one to wake up. He found himself in some weird kinda dark place, immersed into what at first seemed like snow, but on closer inspection it was vanilla cream, or at least tasted like that. He was shivering from the cold, almost unbearably, but luckily his fur protected him a bit. Looking around he came to the conclusion that he was in a fridge, because of the various enormous food items scattered around. In the distance he could see his others friends, still asleep.

The innocently cute white rabbit, subject B, and the lean muscular dragon, subject A, which was coated in something red. Duke, the dog, didn’t know their name, but he couldn’t care less right now... as he almost started screaming for their attention, a huge flash of light covered his vision, making him stop “w-wha?” he managed to say, before the ground under him started lifting, and when he regained his vision, he could see a beautiful huge pink haired girl, which seemed very happy for some reason, but he was more focused on her huge bosom, which was almost on top of him. His mind for a second clouded with sexual thoughts, he had never seen boobs from that prospective, and he instinctually said “Damn she is hot”. But while he was admiring her, she suddenly sprung forward, making the surface move dangerously, and almost squishing him against her boobs. Having understood that this is no time for daydreaming, he braced himself as much as he could, but that movement made him go into the cream, similarly to how a quicksand would be...” Fuck I’m stuck” he said defeated, and he could only wait, hoping everything would go well...

After the almost dramatic event, Stecca handled the cake very gently, and he put it on the round kitchen table, where they always ate together. “I can’t wait!” Pichu said, and almost instantly tried to bite off a piece of the cake, but she was stopped by Stecca “Wait! I want to feed you!” he said “alright then, feed me~” Pichu responded. Having heard that, Stecca scooped a bit of the icing and cream with his finger, and put it in Pichu’s mouth “Here comes the airplanee~” and with that, Pichu sucked a bit on Stecca’s finger, and after a bit she parted her mouth, showing it to Stecca sparklingly clean “mhh delicious, thank you~” she said, and he responded by kissing her and saying “there is even more, that was just a taste eheh~”

Subject A had just got awake, and he didn’t have time to even question where was he and why he was coated is a weird red substance, that he got grabbed by something which was big and fluffy, and put in the air. His survival instinct kicked in, he wished he could escape that grab, but even if he was a dragon, he couldn’t fly at all, and if he wiggled, he would have fallen to his certain death. So that’s why when he was very close to an opening, which looked a lot like a human mouth, he didn’t even struggle much. Just before he was pushed inside it, he could see Subject B and C’s shocked and pained expressions, but before he could say his last words to them, he found himself inside. He was immediately disconnected from the fluffy thing by what seemed like a worm, but he wasn’t dumb, he now knew for sure he was inside someone’s mouth, and that he now was on top of a tongue. He now tried to grab something, just to not get swallowed, but it was futile...the tongue was too slippery. So, in just matters of seconds, he descended deeper into this creature’s body, never to see the light of day again.

Stecca went in front of the kitchen cupboard, picked up 2 plates, a spoon and sharp serrated knife, and then he came back. Pichu couldn’t wait any longer, so he hurriedly cut a slice of the cake, put it on a plate, and handled it to Pichu...but Pichu was too distracted, and didn’t notice the plate coming her way, so the cake splattered on her crop top, dirtying it. “You are such an airhead sometimes, look at the mess! Your crop is all dirty now!” Stecca said “I’m very very sorry...I was thinking about how good the cake was...” Pichu responded, looking pleadingly at Stecca “Well don’t worry about it, I will take care of it, it’s my duty as a boyfriend~” Stecca said teasingly. He then started to take off her crop, leaving her naked “Well this crop really needs some washing...let me put it in the sink” as he finished saying this, he moved towards the sink, put the crop inside, and then made the water run. After doing this, he went back to Pichu “Oh my, even your chest is dirty...but I know a way to clean it~” After he said that, he moved his face towards her chest, put his tongue out, and started licking the cream off her chest “Mhh it’s sure delicious~”. Pichu was starting to feel very good, and when the pleasure was too much, she even tried to suppress a moan, but that made Stecca work even harder... “Ohh you like my cleaning~, o-oh there is a black dot near your nipple, it must be a grape remaining...let me suck it off~” having said that, he put his mouth around the black dot and her nipple, sending lots of pleasure to Pichu, which was now moaning loudly. “S-Stecca t-that’s enough...I t-think we should continue somewhere else ;)” she said, pointing to the bedroom door with her eyes “I see darling, if that is what you desire, I will oblige~” and after that, he removed his mouth from the now clean nipple area, and they both went to the bedroom to continue their fun afternoon.

Subject B was still very shocked by Subject A fate, but Subject C’s voice made him snap back to reality “Dudeee help mee, if we don’t escape, we are gonna end up like Subject A!” screamed Duke. Having heard that, Subject B hopped as fast as he could to Duke, but before he could get really close to him, a huge knife pierced through the cake, and he barely managed to evade it...by falling in the middle of the cake slice, and Duke was nowhere to be seen. “W-what should I do now?” he asked himself, but at that moment they got elevated in the air again, and shortly after he found himself dropped against some kind of pink fabric, coated in small grapes and cream. Gravity was against him, so he tried to hang on that fabric, and even if it was hard, he managed to stay there even after being in the air again, thanks to his surprisingly strong arms. But then he found himself dropped somewhere, he wasn’t sure where, but the hole pretty near was very dangerous. As he was thinking about what to do next, he found himself below a very powerful stream of water. “I-Is this a waterfall? I-I’m losing my grip” he said, and in fact after only a few seconds he couldn’t resist against the force of the water, so he was dragged into that very deep hole “I-I don’t want to dieee-“ he said, before going into it, straight down the sewers, but he didn’t know that yet...

Subject C was now squashed against something cold, while on top having a lot of cream and other sweet substances, or at least he now assumed he was under some sort of sweet. He wasn’t in any sort of danger, so he hoped he could stay there until he would get teleported back, but he then felt the ground under him move up, and after a bit he and some of the cake was shoved on a soft pinkish slope. “I-I’m falling fuck fuck fuck” he said while falling, before being stopped by a big reddish protuberance in the slope. After examining the texture, and after what he had seen before, he came to the conclusion he was on top of that girl nipple, and that thought made him rock-hard, his dick straining in his pants. But that didn’t last long, before soon enough he saw the face of a white wolf coming dangerously close to him. “H-hello dude?” he said, but his voice was too quietly for him to hear, so this couldn’t stop the wolf which now put Duke inside his mouth. Duke tried to resist, but his sucking was too strong, so he just got deeper into the wolf, and from that moment on, nobody knew anything else from Duke.

“Well well, an hour has passed, I should activate the machine again so those guys can come back” the rat said before pressing the red return button. There was a bright flash of light again, but when the light stopped, only Subject B was there. “Ew you smell awful, Subject B, were you teleported in a sewer? How unlucky!” Subject B didn’t respond, he just stared blankly in a spot, while being sit down “Uh, where are your friends? T-they should have came back...unless they died...ugh such a waste of lab rats!” Subject B kept staring blankly, only slightly more saddened by the memory of his comrades. “Well go take a shower, and leave the lab now, you are making the place stink!” the rat said finally, and then he started to scribble something on a notepad. Having heard that, Subject B left the lab room, scarred forever.

The end?

title: The Beach aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Abatabat] id: [44620104,44622597] date: 星期三, 八月 24日 2022, 5:39:01 下午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:14:33 晚上

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The Beach

Author: Abatabat Source: The Beach Part 1, The Beach Part 2

The Beach Part 1

Pichu is in a bikini, driving her car down to the beach. She parks her car in a spot, it is surprisingly completely empty, Pichu did not know that this was the time that was designated for Micros to swim and be on the beach. "Wow, the beach is completely empty!" Pichu says, happy that the beach is supposedly completely bare. She opens her door, the warm ocean air flowing in. She steps her flip flop onto the pavement, then the other. "Wow the sun sure is beating down, good thing I came to get a tan...", She says out loud. She walks around to the passenger's seat and grabs a bag full of all the stuff she needs, including a towel and some grapes to snack on, and some soda to quench her thirst.

You and your family are relaxing at the beach, glad that its finally Micro beach day. Your wife is getting a tan while you watch the kids to make sure they don't go too far away on the sand, since it could be dangerous. Suddenly, you hear a boom. You look behind you, and you see an absolutely massive car, with an equally massive person coming out. "It must be a maintenance person, no way a normal person came out during Micro beach day!" you think, relaxing. "We are perfectly safe, guys, don't worry!", You yell out to your children playing in the sand, calming them. Suddenly, you hear a booming voice say, "WOW THE SUN SURE IS BEATING DOWN, GOOD THING I CAME TO GET A TAN". The massive woman steps out of the car and walks away, going around the back side of the car, to the front. You hear every step, booming as she advances. She makes it to the other side of the car and opens the door, pulling out her bag.

Pichu walks back around to where the front of the car is and takes off her flip flops, putting them into her bag. She steps onto the warm sand with her bare paws, if not for the fact that she had paws, her feet would be scorching. The light sweat coming off of her steams when it comes into contact with the sand. She steps across the sand, completely unaware as she treads onto 2 children and they get buried in sand. As she steps onto what feels like a small napkin, a small person barely steps out of the way, and the other one gets completely stepped on, and the micro sized towel sticks, pinning the small woman to the bottom of the paw.

The woman has the bag and starts walking in your direction. At this point, you are a bit wary but still trust that this person knows you are here at the very least. She stops on the grass, peeling off her flip flops, and puts them inside of the massive purse. She takes her first step onto the sand that your family is relaxing on, causing a loud tremor. "o-oh no" you mumble, realizing maybe she isnt a worker, and is just a confused beachgoer. She takes another step, getting very close to your group as the group trembles. She takes one more step, and it goes really high above your group, and lands down, directly where your children are! As the paw lifts up, you see that the children are completely fine, they managed to only get pushed down into the sand, they are stuck but okay. While looking to see if your children are ok, you spot the paw descending, about to land on you! your wife has noticed too, but is far too late to get up and run. You barely jump out of the way of the paw as it lands directly on your wife. You decide in the heat of the moment that if you want to have any chance to save your wife, that you have to climb on! you jump up, using the claw as a hand hold, and clamber in between 2 paw toes. you grab onto the fur with all your might, praying you won't fall off.

Pichu doesn't notice the passengers, or even feel them. She continues walking, smushing the woman beneath her paws. She makes her way to another group unknowingly, and steps over them, continuing walking down towards the water. She stops right before the water's highest point and lays down her towel, accidentally covering another group in it. She sets her bag down next to her towel, coming dangerously close to yet another group. She sits down on the towel, and pulls out a soda, and a small thing to hold it up so it doesn't fall over. she takes a sip, and then sets it back down. She also pulls out her bag of grapes, pouring them into a bowl she brought. She pops one into her mouth, and then she lays down on her stomach.

You hang on, barely not falling off of the swinging paw, as she continues walking, you glance down and see as you soar past a group. you almost slip off as she suddenly stops, laying down her towel on a group of beachgoing micros unawarely. She sets down her bag, almost crushing a tiny umbrella, likely providing shade for yet another group. You loosen your grip, thinking this behemoth of a paw has stopped moving, but unfortunately, it is not the end, as Pichu steps over her bag, and your loose grip immediately causes you to fall. (Un)luckily, there is a soft bag of grapes directly beneath you. You land in the grapes, bouncing and sliding your way to the bottom. You feel the bag opening, and you see a massive hand reach in, pulling out a massive silo, that is actually just a can of soda. You hear a massive CLICK and a faint rush, almost like a waterfall... Then, the massive hand reaches back into the bag, and you see it grab massive plastic handles above you, and then you feel it lift, you are pushed down, feeling heavy as the bag soars up. Then, your entire world rotates onto its side. All of these massive orbs that you assume are grapes flood out, and you also fall out, landing into a massive translucent bowl. the bowl is filled up with these grapes, and then you see the giant hand above you grab one, and you don't see where it goes. Then, looking at the blurry shape of the woman outside, you see her laying on her stomach, and then she unclasps her bikini top, letting it fall open.

Pichu unclasps her bra and sighs, "now, time to relax and enjoy this empty beach..." She relaxes, getting a nice tan, every few minutes grabbing a grape, or taking a small sip of her soda.

you hear this massive woman outside of your bowl sigh, "now, time to relax and enjoy this empty beach...", and you know for sure that she is completely unaware that there are many micro people here. You decide that you have to get out, get her attention, and hopefully save your wife. You ascend up the grapes, very slowly to be sure not to slip, and then you spot her massive hand grab another one off of the top, and place it in her mouth, as she crunches it up. "Well I surely don't want to end up in there" you think. You eventually make it to the top, but right as you are gaining your footing, the hand comes back, and it grabs your grape this time. "o-oh... fuck." is all you can think, you are paralyzed in fear as the hand lifts you and the grape up to this monolith of a mouth. It opens, and all you can see is the saliva dripping and pooling around the teeth. You knew you should try and escape, and you probably could, but you were too scared, and thus were frozen in place, stuck on that grape. She places the grape in her mouth, and you jump off of it, but far too late, and you land on the tongue. You get up and try and escape, but the saliva is sticking to you, and it is very slippery. You watch as the grape ends up between two large, white columns, and they arrive to meet eachother, crushing the grape. Some of the grape's juice and little bits end up where you are. Right before it happens, you remember what comes next, and Pichu's tongue lifts up. you begin sliding backwards, and you try and find something to hang onto, but there is nothing. You beg and plead to live, but noone can hear you as you slide all the way into the throat, and land into the stomach acid below.

Pichu grabs one more grape, this one being slightly heavier, and plops it into her mouth. She feels something, but thinks it is probably just a stem, and below her notice. She bites the grape, crunching it, splashing the juice inside her mouth. She swallows it just like any other grape, and goes back to tanning.

The Beach Part 2

Pichu has been relaxing on the beach for a while now, eating grapes and sipping soda. She is laying on her stomach on a towel. She has a bikini on, with the bra unclipped.

You, along with a bunch of other micros, decide that you have to get this massive woman's attention in order to let her know you are all here, to stop any more deaths. You walk with your group around her body until you reach her absolutely massive paws. You, leading the group, climb on first. The claw is as big as you, and you step onto it. You use this to climb onto a massive pawpad, which instantly you feel yourself start to slowly sink in. "Fuck, its like quicksand almost!", You yell out, warning the others which were starting to climb onto claws. You pull your shoe out of the pad, as you look over and see someone reaching down to help another up, but they're already ankle deep in the black pawpad. "No! Stop! You are sinking into this!" The guy grabs a person's hand to pull them up, and when he tries to pull them up, he quickly sinks up to his waist. You carefully run your way over to this person, but by the time you reach them, it is too late. They are already up to their chest now, and as you try and grab their hands, they sink under, he is completely sucked inside of the pad.

Pichu feels a light tingle on her claws and the tip of her pawpads but doesn't notice at all.

"He's... He's gone... we have to go without him.", you say. "I can't help anyone up or else I might have the same fate as him... so just climb up, and follow me!", you yell as you start to jog along the pad. Others climb up and begin following you, a few people decided to help up their friends and got sucked into the paw. You and many others make it up, along the toe bean, and you reach the canyon that is in between the toe beans. You unstick your shoes and then run, barely making it over the gap. You climb up, now on the center bean. You continue trekking your way up, and others try and jump. Some didn't make it across the toes, some tried to help others and sank in, and some didn't make it across the gap, falling down and either splatting into a red smear, or landing on the black walls, where they either fall down and die or sink in, or they fall all the way down and by pure chance survive the fall, those people are stuck on the paw, with no escape.

Pichu's paws have absorbed quite a few people, however all it has done is made the pads a bit softer.

With half of the remaining people, you continue along the stretch of black, surprisingly, you haven't lost anyone else. You make it to the edge which is like a cliff, and you slide down it, the others following, most of you have gathered pretty close now. You all make it down to the bottom safely, except for one who has given up hope after looking at the massive foot they still have to traverse. He decided to just succumb to the massive paw, laying down until he gets completely devoured. You continue without him, knowing you have to reach her ear to save more people. "Well, atleast we don't have to worry about sinking in anymore...", you say, mourning for the people who have fallen or sunk in. You continue along the paw, the others following. it is pretty steep, you have to use the ridges to climb up. You make it to the heel, then you realize just how long this will take. You see a massive bikini covered ass in the distance, it looks to be very far. All of your group continues, making it along, walking along the leg. Eventually, the fur recedes, and all that is there is skin. The boring walk continues for a long time, until you eventually get near the upper thighs. Every micro there could appreciate the absolutely massive ass that is before them. They all understand what it is they must do, and that is to scale these twin peaks.

Pichu continues resting, not noticing the people gathered before her cheeks.

You start to climb this mountainous ass and others follow. You grab onto threads, over and over. You finally make it to relatively flat ground, as others climb up around you.

(new micro pov) "I'm gonna go explore", You think, as you detatch from the pack, heading to the edge of the bikini. You make it to the edge where it starts sliding down, at more of an angle, and you keep going. eventually, you get into a slide, then a tumble. At this point it is too late, and you bounce your way down the bikini bottom until you reach the pink colored clothy floor. you try to climb, but it is far too verticle, and also the cloth... its... a bit damp? it is hard to get holds, and you end up slipping back down. "Hey, you down there?" you hear, above you. It's another person! Maybe they can save you! "Well I'm coming down to save you!" you watch as he slides his way down, ending up beside you... Something is different though, he is twice your height! "I've... I've shrunk!", You say. Even standing on these panties which are moist from the sweat and gas of this woman, it shrinks you! And as you notice that, you also can not smell how bad it smells down there, like a mixture of farts and sweat. "W-we've gotta get outta here" you say as you try climbing again, now the fabric is like a ladder that you try climbing up, and the other person down there is yelling up "y-you won't make it... its too far... you're already noticably smaller!" Hearing this, you descend back down, and by the time you get back down, you've shrunken to around a foot tall in comparison to him. "l-lets split up and try and find the way out... there's no point in staying here, shrinking away..." he says as he runs off, expecting you to run the other way. you begin walking in the opposite direction, being wary as even now you can see the canyon growing around you. The pink walls get further and further away, and you start to notice the fabric beneath you growing, as your clothes become soaked as well. Eventually you are wary of tripping on the fabric, then you can stand on only 1 strand. You slip, falling between fabric, suddenly in open air. The air is very ripe, speaking of air, you are falling! you are in open air, descending (relatively) rapidly, and you look below you and you see it, her massive hole. It's coming closer, yet, it seems to be getting farther at the same time? That's when you remember how you were shrinking, it must be even stronger this close to the source, your clothes are very damp with this stench. Eventually you land on the surprisingly soft outer rim of this pit, shrinking still, rapidly it seems.

Pichu feels a very small itch in her butt and clenches in order to get rid of it, and instantly the itch clears.

you feel the ground move, like an earthquake, and then, a rushing wall, and it hits you. You end up as a red stain on her hole, simply because she clenched.

(other guy that fell down the crack time) "I sure hope that other guy is okay, I kinda just ditched him..." you say, a bit worried. You continue trekking, making your way, and eventually you reach a slope. As you are walking up this slope, you feel the threads getting bigger, until eventually it feels almost like a staircase. then, you are pulling yourself up individual threads. You make yourself up, now its flat, you start to run along threads, hoping to escape before its too late. Your clothes are completely soaked, you can't place exactly what this smell is, but you feel horny from it... each thread is as wide as you are tall now, you are trying to not fall, but then you slip, falling between these threads. You are falling, and then you see a massive pair of lips, her most sensitive spot. You tumble down the side of them, as they grow. You land in some kind of puddle, you must have reached the bottom. You stare up, seeing the absolutely massive lips, they are like planets now. You go under the viscious fluid, and you come up again, gasping for air. The femcum has gotten into your lungs now, as you try and cough it up, you go back under. you come up again and again, each time losing a lot of height, and air.

Pichu never notices the micro, receding away inside of one tiny drop of femcum stuck to her panties.

(back to the original tiny) You noticed two other people going off across the bikini, but you have no right to tell them not to at this point, you dragged them into this. You have no reason to stop now, though, since you've already gotten this far. You make it to the middle of the back, all of your group's feet are sore. You decide to take a break, sitting down, and the others follow suit. Suddenly, however, the ground beneath you suddenly flips, and all there is below you is certain death.

Pichu decides it is time to go, so she sits up, accidentally crushing all of the people that were on her back. She cleans up everything, leaving no trace that she was ever there.

title: Micro Dealer aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Abatabat] id: [44623115] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 12:50:27 凌晨 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:14:42 晚上

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Micro Dealer

Author: Abatabat Source: Micro Dealer

Daniel is a rat, he owns and runs a general store. It's location is unknown to most, but it is located under New York City. Yes, the shop is inside the sewers. Most individuals who shop there either live in the sewers, or are looking for some of the more exotic things that Daniel Walker sells. This includes the drug addicts, but also the fetishists. No, he does not sell bdsm, chastity, or any of that. He sells...

... micros

How did he get his hands on so many micros? Well, he found that people would pay a lot of money for them, and decided to start a business with a bit of an investment, and paid monthly for a portal to collect as many micros as he could ever want. He collects them by the thousands, and holds them in a back room, in a big container. On an average day, a few people come in and order a hundred, a few people come in an order a few dozen, and a few people order individuals. Daniel does not care who it is, they all pay handsomely for each one. He hopes to sell all of the micros, but usually doesn't sell them all, leaving only a few left. He does not want any micros to die of hunger, thirst, or any other ailment, so he finds it better to just dispose of the leftovers. He usually doesn't use conventional means, choosing not to waste them.

Today was one of those days, the usual people coming in, ordering differing numbers of micros. Some looked like scientists, some looked like crack-heads, many looked pretty usual. He gives the last person before closing the micros he ordered, and then closes up shop. Damn, 5 left again? While he is slightly displeased by his constant bad luck, never having completely sold out once, he is also pleased because he can play with these 5.

He scoops up the 5, and he lifts his hand. One of them happened to slip out, and falls to the floor. Daniel steps back, but all he sees is a red smear from where his shoe was. He'd be sure to be more careful not to accidentally kill them before he even gets to taste them from now on.

The four micros on that hand shiver in fear, as they see the rat lick his lips. "Eenie meanie miney mo pick a tiger by his toe I choose you!" The rat says, totally butchering the game. He puts his fingers, which are massive trunks to the micros, around one of them. He makes sure to be moderately gentle so he doesn't crush his toy. He pops it in his mouth, and lifts the other tinies up, to the throat. Daniel moves his tongue around in his mouth, while all he hears is a high pitched squeak, the other micros hear screams of pure terror, fading in and out. As the micro gets flung around and battered, losing energy, the rat gets tired of this, and very slowly swallows the micro. The other micros hear the micro's screams, getting fainter by the second, yet full of pain and death. Eventually every sign the micro exists is gone, and the micros are all mourning the dead.

Daniel could care less about these feelings, he just wants to have fun while disposing of these insects, these toys, these products. He lifts his tail up, and slams it down onto his hand. All of them move out of the way except for one, which happened to be right where the tail landed. It lands with a crunch, bones break and snap. The micro is barely hanging onto life, as the tail lifts up this half corpse half micro, up to the gaping maw. The tail does drop the micro, but onto the tongue. One of the two remaining micros decides it has had enough and wants to get it over with and jumps. It falls what is relatively a very long distance, and that would have killed it, but micros are in fact quite light. This however, also applies to their leg bones, which shattered on impact. So the micro has fallen all this way, but all it can do now is try and crawl to escape, the pain practically unbearable. As Daniel simply swallows, ending yet another life, he looks down and sees this pitiful existance, having only moved around a centimeter crawling on the floor like an insect. He places his foot on him, but very lightly. It is still bone crushing to a micro, though. As soon as he is done, almost all bones in its body have been completely shattered, by one simple shoe lowering.

Daniel Walker lifts his shoe, surprised that the micro is still alive. "Normally I wouldn't eat off the floor~" he says, his first words spoken to these insects. he uses his tail to lift up this morsel into his mouth and he almost chews, but decides against it, not wanting to dirty his pristine teeth. He simply swallows yet another life. Another life, ended as easily as Daniel would eat a gummy bear.

Surprised he has finished the others so quickly, he decides to play a little game with the last one, "Well, since you've lasted this long, how about a game? I'll give you a few minutes to hide, and then if I find you, I eat you, if you somehow escape, then good for you!" The micro waves its hands up and down, and Daniel raises his hand to his ear. "N-not like I have much of a choice, but sure, I'll take my chances", the micro screams loudly, just so that Daniel can understand what it says.

Daniel then lowers his hand down to the floor, and the micro steps off. "Well, you've got 5 minutes, starting.... now" Daniel starts a 5 minute timer on his phone and closes his eyes, giving the micro a very fair chance in this unfair game. The micro frantically looks around, but there is no way it can possibly reach any of the distant monoliths in time. The closest hiding spot is actually the massive shoes of the giant. He begins sprinting to the nearest one, and makes it to the cliff that is the shoe. It begins trying to scale it. As it climbs up the shoe, there is a massive thunder above, and the rat pulls out his phone, silencing the earthquake. He lifts his shoe now to begin walking, and the micro barely holds on to the fabric. He takes another step, and this next full step is more than enough to send the micro flying. Out of the corner of his vision, Daniel sees the micro fly across the room, going splat on a box. He still looks around a bit, just to make sure, but not seeing any micros or red stains under his shoes, he assumes the micro was in fact flung, and died on impact. He doesn't even bother checking, as it would be basically impossible to survive such an impact.

title: Oops aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Abatabat] id: [44626962,44700174] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 12:50:27 凌晨 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:14:53 晚上

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Oops

Author: Abatabat Source: Oops Part 1, Oops Part 2

Oops Part 1

Pichu pulls up into her driveway after a long, all night party. She makes it out of the car, but barely stumbles makes it into her room, and after stripping off all of her clothes and undergarments, collapses on the bed. She is sleeping like a rock, but dreams vividly. So vividly, in fact, that she gets excited in her sleep, and accidentally summons portals to pretty much randomly scatter people across her room, except these people happened to come through the portals at only a thousandth of their size. Some ended up on the bed, all on her body, infact. Some happened to pop out on the floor, where they gathered in clumps to find out where they were. The people on Pichu's body found out quite quickly where they were, as they climbed up the nearest peaks. Even some had been deposited into a very musky tube, where they decided to stay in, rather than face the dangers outside. A few found themselves inside of a massive damp room, that smelled like fri'toes'. They stayed out of the puddles around one side of it, as they saw a few of them shrink to nothingness simply by stepping into the musky, murky liquid. Even still, a few of them happened to appear on something that appeared to be a toilet seat, which they quickly identified due to the clear water in the bowl below them, the football field sized tiles, and the massive handle far above their reach.

Pichu finally stirs, in a hangover from the party last night. She feels a light tickle on her left ass cheek, so she reaches behind her and scratches it, and it clears up. Her paws also tingle, but she quickly scrunches them and the discomfort also disappears as quickly as the tiny people had appeared.

"We've finally gathered on this peak," Says the general of an army. She was busy fighting in a war when suddenly her entire army was taken to this strangely familiar landscape. It was infact Pichu's bare asscheek, but they had no way of knowing about that. They climbed vertically, in order to see the others, and to see where they could possibly be now. As everyone gathers together, the ground tremors, causing everyone except the commander to almost fall. "LOOK OUT!," says the commander, but it is already too late. The massive digit lands behind the group, and before they even realize what, or who, they might be on, they are completely detached from their lives. As they die, their souls drift to the ground, trying to escape into the afterlife.

A large fur-con is assembled, going about its' business. But then, suddenly, everyone and everything disappears. The janitor, who was just outside the building, putting a bag into the dumpster, is astonished when he goes back inside and sees there is literally noone there now. "Where has everyone gone? They just... vanished?," he thinks, perplexed. Then, a portal appears beneath him and he falls through, landing in what appears to be black quicksand. "S-shit what??? How did I get here??? Where am I!?," he says, as he barely pulls himself out of this substance that seems like tar. "Help!!," someone screams out, their head just barely above the surface of this muck. The janitor tries to run over and help, but his shoe was untied and the shoe got stuck in the quicksand, causing him to splat face first into it. He barely gets his head out before he sees the guy who he tried to save become completely submerged. A few of the more selfish people, who valued their own life over helping others, or maybe saw the people succumb to the deadly floor, had survived. They were staying above the tar, the lucky ones had on wide shoes. BANG!, a sound rings out into the darkness. This was not something that Pichu had heard, but she had felt it. The gun that someone had shot had just barely caused a sensation in her paw, and she clenched it. Just as the sensation ended, so did the lives of all the survivors. They didn't even leave a red spot, like the people that were on her ass, as that too was absorbed into her paws.

Pichu decides to finally get up, she's been a lazy bum in bed for too long. Also, she needs to pee. Badly. She sits up in her bed, her paws draping over the edge, casting a shadow that unknowingly(to her) took up the sky of an entire cities' worth of people. The thousands stare up, unable to see much, as the only light that came into the room was from the closed blinds, as the sun was coming up right then. Pichu lowers her paws to the ground, and the tinies all trying to run away did nothing to cross the distance they were from the edge of where her paws landed. They were both continents, entire landmasses crashing down. Even if their souls and remains weren't instantly absorbed into the black pads, you'd need a microscope to see the tiny corpses stuck in her fur. Even the souls from before, the ones that drifted down to the floor, where unable to escape as Pichu took a single step forward, crushing dozens more people and absorbing everything not killed instantly. She makes her way into the bathroom, not caring that she stepped on her sock, and not knowing she has doomed atleast 100,000 to an afterlife in her paws by this point.

"We've got to assess our situation! We can't stay here forever!," says one man, weilding an AK-47. "Out there isn't safe! This doesn't even seem like Earth! Do you want to get us killed???," says another, also brandishing a similar weapon.

"Fine, you cowards can stay, but I am going!," the first says, as he begins to walk down what they don't know is a sock. Eventually, he turns around, "Has anyone grown a pair, or am I the only real man??" "You're out of your-," one of the soldiers who stayed behind tried to say, as the ceiling collapsed completely, killing them all except for the one who decided to leave.

Pichu clambers into the bathroom, still not able to pay attention to much at all except her objective: to pee. She quickly sits down on the seat, glad she wasn't wearing anything, and begins to empty her bladder. "Ah~," she says, as she hears her pee splash into the now-not-very-clear water below.

BOOM, the ground quakes.

"W-what's...," one man says, "W-what the hell is that!?"

BOOM, the ground shakes.

A sillouette emerges out of the shadows, so utterly massive that they can barely comprehend what it could be.

BOOM, another vibration, this time even stronger, causes a few to tumble down, into the toilet bowl. "HELP!!!!!," screams out the dozen or so people that fell down. 11 died on impact. The last one, a navy marine, had survived the relatively enormous fall by sheer luck. She splashed into the water, and using her training, expertly came up for air and was wading for some kind of landmass in this ocean.

By this point, people were panicking. Most equipment had completely broken because of the earthquakes, but they tried their best to get something, anything to work. The sillouete became more than a sillouete as they looked up and saw skin descending, even if only for a split second.

The pirate ships, aircraft carriers, cruise liners, and submarines never saw it coming. The piercing yellow torrent from the sky, landing into the water, directly hitting some, but killing most. The mile high waves, along with the vibrations themselves, caused complete and utter chaos among everyone that had been there.

As quickly as it had begun, it had ended. She pulled the lever, and noone had survived what came next. The massive whirlpool quickly and effortlessly killed everyone. All of their remains went straight down, to never be seen again. Luckily, their souls had also gotten flushed. They may not ever see the light of day again, but atleast their entire existence is not used to soften a pair of already soft paws, softened from the hundred thousand lives they have taken.

The people that had found themselves inside of one of her boots hadn't realized, but they'd been shrinking. They were already so small in relation to the massive boot, that they had only thought the pools had been growing. Anyone who stepped even a foot into one of said puddles had shrunk out of sight so quickly, you might even say they just disappeared if you weren't paying attention. There were still quite a few survivors while Pichu was getting dressed, having finally recovered from her hangover. She pulled a sock over her paw, unknowingly killing one more and absorbing many more souls. She'd normally wear a different pair of socks, but she liked teasing Stecca and Walle with her sweaty, smelly paws. She pulls the other sock up snug on her paw, and she walks over to her boots. She slowly slides her feet in, and they couldn't even see it as they shrunk down to microscopic, the strength of their shrinking eventually having became exponential, and then increased dramatically as the musky sock descended. Nothing lasts forever though, and especially not their lives. None of them survived.

Pichu got dressed the rest of the way, and, looking cute, went out to see her boyfriend.

Oops Part 2

Pichu goes into the kitchen, and not seeing Stecca, realizes he's sleeping in. "That sleepyhead, always sleeping when he should be up and helping me! Well, since he needs the sleep so badly, well I'm feeling good so I'll cook up something for him~"

One moment, Anna was walking down the street, looking up at the clouds with many cute shapes. As she was identifying the approximate lookalike of one cloud, suddenly instead of a bright fluffy cloud, it's a massive pink paw with black pads! Everyone around her stares up to the sky in awe, only very few not understanding what they are looking at. Even if they are paralyzed with fear, the mountain sized paw isn't going to stop it's crash course trajectory straight into the middle of the city. It connects after what seemed like hours, luckily not hitting her directly, but as she relaxes, the paw lifts up. It lifts up so fast, actually, that it creates wind, sucking the ruins up into the air. Like dust, it goes everywhere. Some of it flies up so high that it ends up crashing back down on her body, and the rest of it had crashed against the paw, creating tiny explosions. Now, most would think that stepping on a city would be very obvious, that you'd be able to feel it. Well, if a city happens to fit entirely under a paw, the individual buildings don't really have any give, and thus they pretty much never existed for her. You might be able to say it felt like stepping on dust...

Steven is sitting in a coffee shop, drinking some coffee as he prepares for his busy day. He steps outside, to escape the noise and get some fresh air, since it is pretty crouded in the coffee shop. As he steps out...

BOOM

Steven jolts around, as he sees that a massive chunk of a building has crashed into the coffee shop!

"H-HEY!," he yells out, wondering what the hell just happened!

As he pulls out a piece of rubble out of the now completely destroyed coffee shop, he feels wind rush by, and then Steven can only watch in shock as a massive paw goes over the buildings!

He can't even tell what it is by the time it has already passed everything by, landing much further along, in the distance, with a BOOM

He goes back to the ruins to search for survivors...

"Hmmmm what should I make? What would Stecca like... :P," Pichu thinks. "Oh! Pancakes! Yes, I will make those :D" She pulls out some pancake mix, brown sugar, and syrup. She pours enough mix in to make several pancakes and the correct amount of water to make some fluffy pancakes. She then proceeds to follow the directions that Stecca has said to explicitely follow, mostly because last time she had almost burned a hole in a pan by leaving it on too long. Now that she has a few pancakes on both plates, for her and Stecca, she pours more than enough syrup over both and tries to do the same with the brown sugar, but ends up pouring a bit too much. She ends up not really caring, that will be her plate and she likes it sweet anyways.

The sky is dark. Pitch black even. Then, there is light. The news is going on about the apocalypse, but most have their doubts. But then, every single person on the planet feels the ground shake as their literal planet falls down, a single particle in the stream of brown sugar, along with dozens of other planets, as well as tiny people, that happened to find themselves among the particles.

After that, they can't feel much of a difference... they stopped moving, and their atmosphere has stopped the nearby brown sugar and syrup from destroying everything completely, somehow.

"I've gotta wake him up now, I hope he'll like it~," Pichu says outloud. She walks into her room again, where she can see discarded clothes around and also Stecca who is sleeping completely without clothes, and no blanket to cover up either. As she walks forward, she suddenly feels a grape pop under her foot, but as she inspects her beans, she does not see any traces of it. She completely forgets about it as she makes her way over to him. He clearly has morning wood, but Pichu doesn't really mind it, and goes over to wake him up anyways. "Hey sweetie, wake up~," Pichu says, leaning close to his ear. "I- hello, cutie~ I'm up now :)," Stecca proclaims as he stands up, then realizing he has nothing on, says "H-hey didn't you see how I didn't have anything to cover up with? You naughty naughty~" Pichu responds by licking the tip of his dick, earning a moan from him. As she stands back up she says, "You've gotta eat with me before we have our fun~", "I made pancakes!," she lifts her arms up and out, causing her breasts to bounce in an almost funny fashion. Pichu extends an arm out to Stecca who takes it as she says "Come on! I'll help you get dressed, you slowpoke~" Flustered, Stecca can only stand up and follow Pichu over to the pile of clothes that may or may not be the clothes he had worn yesterday. Not questioning, he allows Pichu to pull up his panties over his clearly erect dick, which then ends up as a bulge under the cloth. Pichu pokes it with her finger before doing the same with his skirt, fitting it over his bulge. She picks out a really cute looking shirt and pulls it over his head, which he gladly assists with by positioning his arms correctly. "Well, that's good enough, you won't be keeping it on too long," Pichu winks. They walk into the kitchen prepared to eat breakfast.

"Mr. President, we have an emergency, " says a man, dressed in combat gear. "It seems our planet has been transported... into a bedroom?"

BOOM

"It's utterly massive, sir! There is no way we could have prepared for this, so what should we do?!"

BOOM

The president, in complete shock, says, "What?! Let me see this!" He walks around to the back door and pulls out a telescope and peers through it, seeing what appears to be a giant woman instead of a moon or a sun! "What is this? A giant woman!" He sees the woman that has paws lift them up into the air, and they land back down.

BOOM

"She's the one causing those earth-shattering quakes?!"

As he sees her lift the appendage up again, he notices that it is heading for him, and the planet! "No! Stop it, you giantess!" He calls out, hoping to get her attention, but she is completely unable to hear. Her paw connects with the planet, which had crumbled like a grape.

As an avid climber climbs up a cliffside, using all his climbing gear to his advantage, he looks out to see the view. It's beautiful... The sun, the tiny trees below, he is up so high! As he turns around, however... He notices he isn't climbing a cliff anymore? Where is he? He looks back out to the scenery again, and instead of a sun and trees, he sees a pair of balls and some paws. "How did I get on a giant dick! I'm not complaining, but this is huuuge!," He says, as he begins to climb again. Very slowly he makes his way up to the top, and, sitting down on the tip, near the bottomless abyss, wonders what to do next...

"Is that a giant woman, in the distance!?" He yells out as he tries to climb back down, but it is much too late, as the woman is already talking to the guy who owns this dick. He couldn't tell what they were saying, but it seems like he's gotta get out of there fast...

Suddenly, her face comes into view! "A-are you here to help?," He says, hoping it isn't any other reason. "Hey, wait, don't take out your tongue! No! You've got to get me off of this thing!" The massive tongue that is now drooping out of her plump lips comes catapulting towards him, and then a moment later he's stuck to it! The tongue retreats inside of the massive woman's mouth, and she tilts her tongue up into her mouth. "Hey I'm slipping!," he says, as his feet fall out from under him. The tongue becomes a massive water slide, leading to a death digesting in the stomach. He wants to avoid it, but there is no way to stop slipping on the saliva. With a simple gulp from Pichu, he is sent to a watery grave.

Musk. For all, all there is, it's musk. Where are you? musk.

Suddenly, the entire planet shakes, causing entire buildings to fall off of the sphere. The entire planet rolls along a ridge of cloth, landing against a small dried cum stain. Millions are forced to breath only pure musk. Only the cum, overtaking all... The people there, they could taste cum, in their breath. Luckily, only a small amount died, because it has dried. Well, small being thousands...

There is another planet-wide earthquake as the planet is lifted up with the musky underwear containing it, causing entire cities to collapse. Higher and higher it goes, until it collides with the massive dick, creating a small bit of pleasure for the giant. That's all the entire planet could accomplish, not even noticed by the femboy.

Another planet now, a pair of the previous, had somehow survived the onslaughts of musk, cum stains, and sweaty balls. It had ended up smothered against said sweaty balls, and the inhabitants didn't last long. Each sweat droplet bigger than the entire globe, there was just no way they'd survive it. Atleast it was a painless death, with the orb of liquid busting the planet wide open on impact due to the speed it had traveled.

"Wow, you made all this? Without making a mess? ;) Good job!," says Stecca, praising Pichu for not making the same thing happen as last time, where there was a big mess. Pichu responds by saying, "Yeah! Well, it's already getting cold, so lets eat! :D"

The table itself is tiny, and you could easily reach across it if you wanted to. Both sit down in their chairs, beside their individual plates, which are not actually that far from eachother.

"You can try the first bite, Stecca~," Pichu says, being polite. Stecca jabs his fork into the pancake, and rips out a sizeable chunk, the top of it being covered in syrup and brown sugar. He sticks the fork into his mouth and pulls the pancake off of it, using his tongue. "Mmmm~," Stecca moans, commenting on the taste. "It tastes... a lot better than usual~" Pichu sticks her own fork into the pancake, and when she tries to rip off a chunk like Stecca had, syrup goes everywhere! "AH!~ Ooops~" Pichu ignores the syrup and picks up the chunk she had yanked free to her mouth, but since she hesitated, some syrup had dripped down into her cleavage. She pops the pancake into her mouth and after chewing and swallowing, scoops all of the sticky syrup out of her cleavage onto her finger. "Open wide, cutie~," She says, clearly talking to Stecca. Stecca obliges, drooling in anticipation. Pichu sticks her finger straight up into his mouth, and he sucks off the finger quite lewdly. "Wow, save it for later, naughty~," Pichu teases.

BOOM

The fork, completely dwarfing all of the planets, dives into the spongey pancake. Some of the planets crack as the fork rises up and up, before being deposited inside of a giant mouth. It's so damp in there, many inhabitants of the planet are drowning in the pure moisture in the air. A massive beast, his tongue, reaches around the pancake. It pulls the tasty pancake off of the monolith that is the fork, and in one motion, Stecca has swallowed 100s of planets as well as a chunk of pancake.

Ethan had a job. He had a car, a mansion, and a family too. That's the least of his worries now, though. As he stares up, unable to see anything except a big pair of breasts blocking his view of the woman in front of him, and a fork lowering down. He doesn't even bother to scream out, to try and get her to notice, as he already knows she wouldn't be able to hear him. As the fork comes closer, he quickly rolls out of the way! Pichu sticks the fork into the pancake, narrowly missing Ethan. Suddenly, the pancake is being pulled at! The fork pulls and pulls, but it can't seem to tear! But! It does finally tear. Syrup goes flying, luckily Ethan was completely stuck in a large section of the syrup!

Now that the pancake chunk has finally detached, it soars up past the massive breasts and begins to head toward the mouth. It pauses, however, but this isn't a good thing for Ethan. The relatively massive glob of syrup starts to drip off the pancake...

SPLAT

Ethan's glob of syrup lands in the canyon between the breasts, and, as he stares up at the face far above him, Pichu sticks her fork inside of her mouth. He is definitely glad he is not in there with the pancake as she begins to chew, and then swallow. As soon as the pancake starts to descend into her throat, her finger swoops down, scooping Ethan and the syrup encasing him into the air.

Before he can even realize, Pichu's finger is right before Stecca's open maw. Pichu sticks it inside, and Stecca begins to suck on it...

Ethan lets out a scream as he is sucked off the finger, and goes straight down Stecca's maw.

PLOP

Ethan is treading water... wait... this isn't water! He's swimming in stomach acid... he knows he can't survive for long...

"I-Is this... a planet?!," Says ethan, as he climbs onto a planet that looks to be more liquid than solid. It really isn't a good foothold though, since Ethan slips on it and hits his head, knocking him out cold. The stomach completely digests his body over the next few minutes...

Pichu and Stecca set their plates into the sink. "You know what time it is now, right, cutie?," Pichu asks. Knowing the answer, Stecca replies with, "Well, we've gotta get you all washed up, don't we?" Stecca walks into the bathroom, and Pichu follows close behind...

title: Microscopic aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Abatabat] id: [45540622] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 12:50:27 凌晨 modified: 星期三, 八月 31日 2022, 2:13:23 凌晨

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Microscopic

Author: Abatabat Source: Microscopic

Pichu is sleeping very peacefully, after a long day of fun with her friends. She had been tired, really tired. She was not waking up anytime soon. "Good for her", Maximus thinks. He'll need all the time he can get, if he wants any chance to make it to his destination. All of the stars have aligned, she even went to sleep early! Maximus had already begun to run, as soon as he knew she would not stir. His hiding spot on the sheets had worked well, it was a good risk to take, although a big one. Maximus had known he stood no chance of survival, much less a chance of reaching her ears from up by her pillow. He had chosen a spot at the foot of the bed, where no one really sits. Luckily it all worked out, and he is now sprinting as fast as he can go.

Over the next several minutes, Maximus can't even notice the fact he is making real progress. It's so unbearably slow, that by the time he realizes just how close he's gotten, it has snuck up on him. Maximus stares up in shock at the massive claw which is now only a few hundred feet in the distance. At any normal scale, that wouldn't be a short distance, but with how much practice he has with running such long distances, as well as his very light weight a normal person couldn't feel but on the most sensitive of organs, it wasn't very hard. Putting his hand on the claw, he shoves his fear down his throat and begins to climb. Luckily Maximus is not short of handholds, but running that much had put a dent in his stamina. In what feels like an hour, he's made it halfway up the claw, stopping to rest back up, to finish the rest of the climb. With all of this time to climb, he recalls many stories of generations of people trying to get her attention. He remembers the two clans of people, the people who wanted to at least try and get their goddess' attention, and the ones who had given up all hope. Maximus, personally, is of the first grouping. Why else would he be trying to climb up this majestic yet dangerous claw? That would be suicide. If only Maximus could dream of wanting such a thing, but no. He has a mission, to try and stop this madness, of this woman who has been unknowingly living her life above his entire nation of people, the Nanons. Maximus's people see her sleep only once in forever, and they have successfully predicted when to try and climb. As he nears the top, Maximus gulp in heaps of air, tired from the arduous climb.

Recalling back to the many many stories, thousands of them, of people barely surviving, or people who had tried this climb(insanely risky, and all for just a few minutes of fun), he remembers how utterly dangerous it can be, now that you are actually on her body, and not on the precipice called her claw. Those black oceans of tar that you'd never get out of, the sweat droplets that could destroy your hometown, and the musk that is already making him light headed. This is no easy feat, that's for sure. Now that Maximus has got a real action plan, he starts to walk through what can only be described as an alien forest, her fur. He's lucky he had climbed up one of the toes on the side of her paw, there was no easy way around from the middle. Walking and walking, he is glad to make it this far. This is further than most people have made, or at least that Maximus has heard about. He walks up to a relaxing looking tree sized fur and sits down.

Maximus's feet are very sore. He was the most impressive athlete from his entire nation, but this is just too much. "How is this even supposed to be possible!", he wonders out loud, a bit loud for sure. "Nature isn't fair", a  voice calls back, clearly nearby. He questions the voice, "Who is there?" From behind a tree, a very muscular man walks out, "Aren't you supposed to say your own name, before you go asking questions? Name's Rhinn." Rhinn.... Rhinn.... "You can't be, are you the strongest Nanon to ever live? B-but you died! I heard of it!" Rhinn chuckles, "Let's get introductions over with first." "Sorry sir, I am Maximus from the city Tableville! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Rhinn looks at Maximus, "Well, I haven't heard that name in a long time, you must be Maximus' son", Rhinn chuckles again. "Used to be buddies, him and I, till he decided to go out on his own. It's even more suicide to go out when she's walkin around, than it is to jump right into that there pawpad." Maximus gasps, "You knew my dad? Wow! You-" Rhinn, interrupting him, says, "We've gotta get moving if we want to make any progress in this forest, come on.

"And that's how I got here, and why I decided not to leave," Rhinn had just finished. Maximus, responding to this monolog, said, "I had no idea this stuff was edible, I thought it'd be like wood! I'm surprised you could live here this long, didn't she shower? It's been years!" "Well, it's been tough for sure, but with these stalks to eat, microdroplets to drink," Rhinn reaches down and grabs an orb of what looks like murky water and hands it to Maximus, "And pores to hide in when she showers, I've been just fine." Maximus sticks the orb in his mouth, coughing it out "I-is this sweat!? You drank this for 30 years?!" "Sure did, youngling. You get used to the taste." Rhinn and Maximus continue to trek through this forest of pink trees.

After miles of hiking, the two have done it. They hadn't even realized just how much time had passed, or how far they had walked. The pair had long passed the paws, and had finally reached the edge of the forest, where it tapers off, leading to endless pale plains. Rhinn slows down, "We're not making it all the way in one sitting, that's for sure. We'll stop for a rest, alright? I bet your feet are killing you." As the pair sits down, Maximus takes his paw in his hand and begins to massage it. "Sure is, how could ya tell? Aren't yours as well?" Rhinn replies with an answer and a question, "I'll be fine, you need help with that?" Maximus blushes, "It'd be an honor..." Rhinn slides up to Maximus and takes his paws in two hands, rubbing them with what feels like decades of experience. Maximus moans out, "My feet, they're somehow better? You've barely even touched them!" Rhinn, chuckling, "It's a little secret of mine, let's get moving again" The two walk further and further, for hours, taking occasional breaks as they talk about Rhinn's ability to seemingly cure fatigue instantly. Slowly, yet surely, they are approaching the seemingly infinitely far away pink panties. The sun has started to emerge, and the two realize their time may be up in only a few hours.  Maximus gasps, afraid of what he thinks is an unavoidable fate now, "What are we going to do! It's been ages! She will wake up, and then What! We are going to die!" Rhinn is not panicking at all. "There really is no need to overreact, I've made the trek back and forth every single time she slept, at least when I've been on here. Did you think I stayed out in the open when she walked around? I've got a plan, just trust me." Maximus, having calmed down, states, "I'll trust you, but I'm feeling more and more like this might be a mistake." Rhinn continues to walk as Maximus catches back up. "We've gotta set up camp in there. That's our goal. It's worked every time for me, gotta hope it'll keep on working."

Maximus listens as Rhinn talks on and on about the many adventures, learning about his life on Pichu's body. Day after day, collecting sweat and dust, trying to invent something useful to no avail. They approach the panties as the sun fully envelops. Looking down in between her thighs, Rhinn points out the massive bulge. "Ya ain't see that every day, you know. None of the Nanons have got a dick AND a pussy. We've gotta run now if we're gonna make it, we need to get secured, and fast." The two made it all the way to the fabric, and Rhinn showed Maximus a harness. "We've only got one, put it on fast! I'm the only one that'll stand any chance without it, so you need it." Maximus hurries and secures himself in, making sure it's attached to the massive pink fiber. "I-if you say so, I'll trust you" Just as he'd finished, the ground started to rumble...

"Ah shit, she must be waking up... Well if I never see you again, you're a good kid ya know." Rhinn holds onto the fibers as it shakes, but Pichu isn't the one waking up, Stecca is. Stecca's eye opens and he rubs it, knowing it must be morning. He can't believe he let himself be persuaded to sleep in her panties, even with how dangerous it could be. Well, he's gotta make sure she knows he's there, the best way to do that is a bit of an awakening. Stecca moves around a bit, not noticing just how close the two Nanons really are. If he wants any chance at waking her, he's gotta get to a better spot, won't do much here. He reaches for a few fibers and he feels something on one. "H-hello? is that a person?" Stecca stares down at the fiber, seeing a being that is somehow smaller than him, much smaller in fact. He almost crushed it! "I can't even see him really, he's so small! Well, he'll be useful for something, the little pervert." He scoops them up in one hand and climbs the best he can without using that hand very much, not wanting to squash his new toy. From his spot inside the panties, Stecca climbs his way to Pichu's massive clitoris.

Maximus had tried to get loose, but that harness was just too tight. He had seen Rhinn taken by the massive anthro fox, to Goddess knows where. He knew it was too late to try and catch up, so he resecured his harness and hoped Rhinn would be fine, and that this plan would work. Stecca had now Started to rub his paws into the clit, digging Rhinn into it. Stecca accidentally puts a bit too much pressure and looks down at his paw, disgusted. "Ewwwww, I can't believe he popped on me like that... Never gonna try that again, not when they're so small." Stecca stomps around on the clit, causing some arousal(in more than one way) in Pichu. She slowly wakes up, reaching down at her panties, before vaguely remembering the night before. "Oh, Stecca's down there, hah~" Stecca stomps up and down on the now hard clit, having forgotten about the tiny red spot on his paw and the clit. Pichu reaches down, making sure to be very careful, and picks Stecca up. "Time to get on with our day, we can continue what we did yesterday! Just gotta change panties, I swear I've been wearing these for the past few months! I don't know how you can stand it..." Pichu summons 2 portals, and Stecca walks through, now at a much larger size of a single inch. Pichu leaves Stecca on her bed, "Be right back!" She runs into the laundry room, throwing it in alongside pounds and pounds of unclean clothes. The harness, it had worked perfectly. Kept him attached pretty much permanently to the panty thread, but it'd also be a bit hard to escape a falling droplet, a mixture of sweet nectar and sour sweat. Maximus did not live to see another day, he only got to see his life shine before his eyes, as the final words his ears hear are,  "Gotta clean that someday." She ends up back in the room, and gets dressed for the long day ahead.

title: Social Media aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Abatabat] id: [48789833] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 12:50:27 凌晨 modified: 星期六, 九月 10日 2022, 7:00:30 晚上

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Social Media

Author: Abatabat Source: Social Media

Pichu saw Stecca on some social media and decided to try it out for herself. She doesn't take kindly to perverts... or is this actually too much, even for Pichu?

Name: Pichu Rose

Pichu types away on her phone, filling in the biography for her social media page. She saw Stecca had used it, and wanted to see why it was so fun!

Age: 21

She wonders why some of these boxes were here, why did they need to know how old she was? Finally, she has finished, clicking the button next to the text "Click this to verify you are not a robot." Then, she looks around a bit. She decides to post about herself, to try and meet some new people! A few minutes of extensive typing later, and she hits post. She scrolls for a few minutes, getting bored after not seeing enough cat videos, and decides to take a bath.

A scruffy 30 year old is scrolling along his favorite site, looking for something interesting, maybe something to jerk off to. Just one cum, and then he sleeps. He's got work in the morning, can't stay up all night like yesterday. Suddenly, he sees the perfect post! It's some description of a character, but he doesn't care at all. All he cares about is the extensively detailed description, starting from her shoulder-length hair, delicious curves, and her plump... paws? Well he isn't a furry, but it's hot enough anyways, it's just his type! He taps the little comment bubble and types up exactly what he is thinking, "WOW, I wish this girl would dominate me, sit on my face, and fart in my mouth." This is enough to bring him to completion as he sleeps, dreaming of this fictional girl named "Pichu"

Finally done with her relaxing scrub in the tub, she opens the door. "What's that?" She rushes into her room, seeing her phone vibrating like a madman, firing off notification noises like gunshots. "What the heck?" She picks up her phone, barely holding onto it as she reads the notifications.

MacroLover69 replied: "Damn, I wish you could tower over me with your big tits... 🤤"

AveragePawSlut replied: "Paws? That's kinda hot"

WeirdoDreamer replied: "I wish you were real, I'd let you crush me 🥵"

RandomGamer replied: "Wanna play Video games with me? I'd love for you to be my E-Girl <3"

WantsToHookUpWithYou replied: "You single?"

BIG_SHOT replied: "HELLO [VALUED CONSUMER] WOULD YOU LIKE TO BUY YOUR [LOVER] A GRAND GIFT FOR [LOW LOW DOWNPAYMENT OF $4.99] NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A [BIG SHOT]"

checkprofileforFREE replied: "Congratulations! You've been entered into a [Social Media Site] raffle and won a million dollars, click the LINK BELOW to claim your prize!"

shitposter replied: "TIG BITTIES"

PlsDOMINATEME replied: "Wow, so pretty, can I get some of that portalussy? 🥴 "

Pichu had read more than enough, she doesn't even know what a 'portalussy' is! She decided there's no way she's gonna let this slide, and wants to see the real people behind these comments. She uses a portal to grab a shiny red crystal, and then she begins to focus her power. She wants... all the the weird people... to come here! Suddenly, Pichu's eyes are filled with a white flash, and a second later, she sees a bunch of little people scattered around her bedroom. "These are all the weirdos who were being creepy on my post, huh? I sure hope you aren't all as rude and perverted as I think you are, or all of you are in for some punishment!"

Glancing down at her boots, she sees a small group trying to climb them. In disgust, she shakes first the left, and then the right, and most of them lay a few feet away, bruised and battered. Unaware of one of them under her boot, she only notices when she feels the squelch of tread against flesh. She stumbles backwards, landing on her bed, where several people lie. When she finally stands back up, the two that were under her relatively massive ass had been fighting for their lives. They pant and wheeze, catching their breath.

"You really are a bunch of perverts, aren't you?!" Without hesitation, she scoops up two inch tall individuals, one in each hand. "Well, try and perv on someone else next time!" With a thundering clap of her hands, the two micros had become one sloppy smear. Pichu wipes it off on her jeans, setting her eyes on another group, the only group left, according to her knowledge. They try to run, but Pichu is faster. She easily steps over the doubly small group, and gently asks them, "Could you four cuties please climb onto my hand?~" Almost hypnotically, or perhaps out of fear of what may happen, each climbs onto her platform sized hand. She raises it up to her eye level, getting a good look at all of them. "Hm, you guy's will enjoy this, for a bit atleast!" With her free hand, she holds open her jeans and panties, and drops all of them inside...

Pichu didn't even feel their squirms against her dick, balls, or pussy anymore. After only a minute or so, she was satisfied they'd been shrunk to dust, doomed to die or live a long life in her musky depths...

After that experience, Pichu noticed the two left on her bed, never noticing the third who had hidden, or escaped. "Wow, you guys must've loved my ass, huh? Well I guess that's where you'd want to be, so you won't get it." As they see Pichu leaning down over her own bed, they struggle to get up and hobble away, as Pichu slams her hand down on top of both. "No running, that's against the rules~"

Still holding the two in place, she leans even closer, slipping her mouth around the left one. He screams for anyone, anything to save him... But Pichu closes her mouth and bites down, instantly shattering the man's skull. The other, not even held down, is frozen due to shock. Trembling, he falls onto his damaged back. "Thought you guys were supposed to like this kind of stuff, a shame I guess~" Dangling the remaining tiny by his leg, she drops him straight down. Sliding down the waterslide that is Pichu's tongue, she barely has time to swallow before realizing all the fun was done really quick. Out of the corner of her eye, she spies her phone, still ringing off notifications. She pulls off her boots, setting them by her door...

"If I can get one thing before I die, PLEASE let me smell this bitch's paws. Please, whoever is watching over me, allow me this." These are the words that had been running through a certain furry who went by AveragePawSlut on the social media this all began on. He was, frankly, terrified of her and what she could do if she SAW him. He wasn't even being perverted, but all he could care about is paws right now. He finally made it to his destination, the Giant Fucking Boot. He stepped inside, eyes wide with the stadium sized hole he'd entered. Every step he made towards that sweaty insole, it only seemed further away... But the stench was still getting stronger. By the time he realized he'd been shrinking, it was too late. The lip of the boot he mindlessly stepped over towered over him, and kept GROWING!

Odin scrolled through a new social media app he found on the app store of his IFurry 2. The thing barely works, but he's figured out the touch screen and manages to work with it. Mostly, he's just bored and wants to try and learn modern trends to connect with people more. Cat video here, 5 minute crafts there, but nothing all that interesting to him. But then, he gets confused seeing something... familiar? He's seen these things before, these bright red boots... this is a friend he once visited! He is inspecting the profile of his mostly-human old friend, but suddenly he is blinded by a bright flash.

Pichu picks up the ruby she'd dropped before. She pockets it this time, before compressing her power inside. She's pretty hungry now, but she's got a half burger or three waiting in the fridge. She has other needs to tend to as well, maybe these little perverts can help... She could do with some slaves, although none of them last very long... Suddenly, there is another bright explosion of power.

Big. Monolithic pieces of dark wood soar over his head, drenching his body in a shadow. He can see some reflecting lights on all sides, although the walls of light feel like they are a mile away. His eyes finally adjusting to the abrupt darkness, he notices several others picking themselves up. Where are we? I was just scrolling social media and saw Pichu, and then I passed out? From behind, he hears someone. "What the hell? What is this place?"

Pichu goes to sit down on her bed, still not used to these dizzying flashes of light. The tinies scattered on that end of the bed covers don't even see it coming. Her butt descends like a meteor, impacting the sheets. Sssquelch. Well that didn't sound good. She lifts up her ass and sees red as she rubs her eyes. "Ugh. They're like ants or something..." Well I'm not gonna be sitting around waiting for them to be better people, I want some fun too! Her jeans are unbuttoned, her shirt slowly slid off of her sweaty form. She drops both into a pile, noting the (un)lucky bugs who'd been smothered by the dirty clothes, and not caring in the slightest. Next to go is her bra, one side at a time, before it flutters down, as elegantly as a rock. Her panties, wet with juices and sweat, finally release her dick from the tight prison. Her vagina, hidden beneath her taint, is dripping to the soaking spot on the mattress. Her panties are the cherry on top of the pile, a goal for these insects to climb to. "Good luck climbing, mites."

For every couple steps in my dash, the large feline behind me easily gets closer. It's not even visibly straining, casually approaching the group who had stuck together through the grasses and leaves. A few stragglers try and break off, but they are easily swatted by a massive paw, the one attached to the stray cat. The group out here can be considered lucky, but there just happened to be a stray pet wandering around, looking for a snack. The only remainders of the small group start to slow down, to try and catch their breath. But it's futile, the cat had snapped them up in only a few bites, throwing back her head, sending these varied individuals with families back home(most of the time), to an early grave. Well, some of them enjoyed it.

"Well, you've got a choice. Service my balls or die under them." Pichu's voice booms loud and clear, and the four or five pencil lead sized people got to work. They walked up to the balls each the size of a football field, dwarfing the statue of liberty, as long as several blue whales. The point is, it's almost too big to even comprehend. They look like massive balloons of flesh, but the tiny group knows they are full of oceans of semen. Immediately getting to business, each tries their best to massage, lick, and fondle the balls easily capable of crushing a city block. Clearly Pichu is enjoying it, as her blimp of a dick rockets up into the air. It'd cut through the clouds, if the tiny people on her table weren't the ones out of place. Clearly she was edging herself at this point, each throb sending vibrations into the table below their feet. But, she never cums. In a really sarcastic voice, Pichu lifts her genitals from the table and says, "Well, looks like you guys couldn't cut it, I'm gonna have to let y'all go." Her balls drop to the table once more, but this time there was a couple of ant sized targets to hit. Well, now they're not really targets, just stains.

Pulling out her phone, she can still feel the mess she's made. Her balls are pretty soaked in sweat, and if she moved her rug would get all bloody. Luckily she's got a solution, and she opens the TF app on her phone. She searches for objects and lower life forms to transform, and spots a small group she failed to notice on the other end of the table. "Perfect!" A few taps later, and she's wiping off her balls with a napkin filled with the souls of a dozen "lower life forms." Tossing the bloody, sweat stained piece of garbage to the trash, she decides to look around and see if any groups might've escaped.

Odin and the fellow survivors had been trying to make it to the door with little success. The door, further than the table behind them, loomed far out of reach, and they could only hope that the menacing giantess who'd been cruelly murdering the masses of others wouldn't notice them. But, she is glancing around now. She steps around her bed, looking at the crack between the mattress and the wall, and even crouching to see beneath the table. She stands up to open the door, and feels something wet under her paw. She turns her head and sees a group, what luck! But they're looking at her paw, what weirdos... She'd hoped at least some of these people might be innocent. Well, it's not a big deal. She wraps her fingers around the survivors and stands up.

"I wasn't even being a pervert, I promise!" Odin screams at the top of his lungs past the breasts and hair of his captor, and gets zero response in return. Well, shit. He settles to trying to keep his balance, but can't even get that, just choosing to lay down. What's she gonna do with us, anyways? Can't be worse than the guys on the table... well it could be, but I'd already jinxed it. Shit. Pichu spots her boot, and turns, her intentions clear. But, something made Pichu trip. Luckily she caught herself, but now half of her handheld troop had been crushed underneath of her breasts. "Such a waste of the last group..." Odin's last view was of the descending moon sized piece of pale flesh, crunching him into a fine paste, bones and all.

Dropping the last of the nanos into her boot, she pulls them on, just wanting to forget about those stupid comments on that stupid social media. Stupid, isn't it. She's hungry, anyways.

A shadowy figure watches from a corner, satisfied with these developments. Her plan is coming to fruition...

She can manipulate Pichu.

title: "Amy's Webcam Show" aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Absorbentgene] id: [19175752] date: 2023-03-03T19:50:43+08:00 modified: 2023-09-14T19:34:46+08:00

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Amy's Webcam Show

Author: Absorbentgene Source: Amy's Webcam Show part 1

Amy will hit the rec button on her webcam and smile looking at all her chat viewers "Ok guys and gals we have some guests tonight " She smiles zooming out the camera as she shows her lovely wet pussy legs open "Josh is it?" She asks looking at the one tied to the anal plug smiling down "And can you tell us why you are here little guy" she squeaks ...

Blushing quite a bit Josh squirmed against the plug he was tied to, arms wrapped around behind him, and ankles tied back as well, revealing his naked body as he blushed quite a bit and looked up at her nervously. "Uh... Well... I'm here because you said you wanted me to be all yours so... I figured it was a good idea to go willingly."

Smiles lightly Amy will look at him "That is a good pick we have a willing one chat so tell me how hard should I be on him any Ideas?" she grinned looking at chat answering her as she will read some of the comments licking her licks "Oh some of these Ideas will end in snuff my little friend I hope you don't mind a bit of a disgusted ending" she giggles as she will pick up the base of the plug slowly rubbing him against her sex lips as she lays back and reads.

Groaning heavily as he quickly ended up smushed against her sex, groaning muffled as her sex gushed juices all over his body, moaning and starting to lick and slurp at the musky mess as he Listened to her groan, more at the idea's she was reading than anything else, as he just did his best to relax and enjoy his impending demise. "T-totally fine with me." I gasped out through the gushing juices.

She nods pushing against him "That is what I like to hear!" She grins relaxing lightly "Anal, pussy play, a little foot play deep throat him push him into your urethra hehehe " She giggles "Snort the little fucker." She giggles looking at him " I've never pushed a micro up my nose before." she giggles as she reads some of the darker ones to herself.

Josh gasped softly in surprise as he listened to her listing off the various things she might end up doing to him, as he groaned deeply. "Hnn... C-can't say I've done it either... I would love to try it, but I'm sure I'd get all sloppy." He said to her panting as he continued to grind against her lips, sensing her holding back.

"Hmm... Don't hold back... I want to hear everything... I know I'm gonna end up doing it all... if not tonight then Alex will make sure I go through EVERYTHING." He said with a soft chuckle and continued his licking. The chat still alight with hundreds of suggestions, some repeating, but there were suggestions about drowning him in juices, crushing him under foot, a lot of people wanted him to be cooked alive, some suggested he digest slow, some wanted him chomped on, a few suggested making him an earwax candle.

She will smiles "Oh cooked alive in my own breasts milk." She red another comment, shove him inside of your tit. "Hehe boy a lot of things to do, but we can pick his death later guys lets start with something that will not kill him right off the bat."

There was a lot of grumbling about it, many just wanting to see the little fellow suffer, but it seemed the current right now was to either take it slow, and have him start cleaning her feet as she masterbated, or for her to make a candle of him with ear wax. she smiles as she will untie him " Chat I got an Idea," she smiles as she will tie a string to his arms tieing them together she grins with an evil smile chat knows the smile.

He gasped deeply, getting picked up from the plug, crying out deeply and groaning as he was untied briefly from it, and then had his arms tied together again, gasping and blushing as he dangled before her, in front of the high definition camera, my growing hard on clear for the world to see as he wiggled a bit. "O-okay. What's your plan?"

She smiles "The trick is to not kill you but make sure you are nice and covered" She smiles turning her head and slowly starts to push him into her ear tunnel he can feel the wax covering his body and starting to grow around him crush on in on his body as it was swallowing him she moans out as she pushes him all the way inside of the funnel "Oh yes I can feel him inside my head oh he is being covered." He can see bones in some of the wax of the last micro she did this with and just left him to die and be eaten by her ear wax.

He gasped deeply and gave a low moan as he slid into her ear quickly, squishing and smearing into the thick and odd smelling ear wax that began to squish and crush over his body, gasping as he was completely covered in the thick muck, head to do, he could barely see in the darkness, but saw the skeleton of another micro, mostly eaten away, and a couple of bones left poking out from the wax, as I groaned and grinded forwards, completely encased by now.

She will pull on the rope and hopes this time she gets more than just the hands of the micro though she had more micros for the show though losing one this early was always a drag as she pulls him out and she justs smiles "My ear is all clean now " She giggles as she will then stick up on the sole of her foot making sure he was nice and stick "Hehe lick up my little pet and I might let you out" She grins she holding her foot up so the chat can see him stuck in the wax against the sole of her foot.

He gasped deeply, moaning and trying to squirm in the encasing sensation of the wax all around him, unable to do anything more than remain still, when he was lowered down quickly and slapped onto the sole of her foot with a sharp yelp, and immediately began to slurp and lick at her paw worshipfully, a nice smear on the bottom of her foot as she showed him off to the world, a little micro slut all hers to play with!

She smiles as she will just show him off as she will get a clit vibe and hold it against her clit as she turns it on moaning lightly "Mmmmmmmm yes lick my sole you little slut I bet you don't know how many micros died under these very feet " she squeaks grinning "Though it is not crush night... Well not with my feet at least.

He didn't care either way... Licking and worshipping Amy's foot, he was the happiest he had ever been and it was pretty clear the chat liked him being a little slut for her as well. A lot of them wanted to see him cleaned off and deep throated, Others wanted him smushed between her paws, asking for crush even if it wasn't crush night. Some wanted him to be eaten off her foot like that, Along with the constant barrage of every kink, from using him as a clit jewel for herself permanently, to him being used as a scrub brush while she showered.

She looks at the one of him being deep throated as she grins "So you guy want me to call up Matty?" she asks Matty was her fem mouse boy boyfriend he is 3 feet tall but has a large cock and doms him on her shows and eats micros off his body or have him shove them inside of her in kinky ways she giggles lightly as she will slowly start to pull him off her foot smiling as she has magic water to clean him off in.

A few said yes, a few said no, most wanted to just see her enjoy him alone for now, but a few wanted to see her actually give the little micro a blow job too! Panting and gasping as he was peeled from her foot, he was rinsed off of water, crying out deeply and whimpering softly as he dangled there, dripping water, and moaning softly, grinding into the air needingly, ready for whatever she had to dish out.

She looks at him and will smile as he dries off "So then some one on one I likes this." she smiles as she will pick him up smiling as she will just look at him "Tell me what am I to you?" she asks looking at him with a grin.

He gasped deeply and groaning as he squirmed a little in her grip as he was picked up, blushing quite a bit and looking at her nervously and giving a low groan. "U-uhm... Y-you're a goddess who deserves my worship and love... Giving you whatever you want even if it means me being a nice sticky burbling lump in your belly."

She smiles looking at him "That is good we are about to take a poll for something kinky tonight " she smiles as she will list some sex toys to play with him with as she will hit start on the straw poll linking it to chat. "Time for the first kinky Idea to come up."

Josh shuddered visibly as he watched the screen as the poll was answered steadily. For a few brief moments, it looked like being chomped and chewed on was going to win, but thankfully it lagged behind and it came down to intimate macro blowjob, followed by deep throat, or using him in the shower to clean up and have some fun.

She will look at the poll "Ok so sex toys or no sex toys and boys" she highlighted the chopped and chew "It is the first kink of the night let me make the first kink list you got micro torture, play with sex toys, call Matty or something oral " will make the list out of those and put her glasses back on as she files her claws "You lick my feet." She squeaked as she will put her foot down on top of him.

He gasped deeply as he was set under foot, and gently ground down upon, groaning at the feeling feeling as he gladly began to kiss and lick up at her foot, listening to her talk to the camera for a few moments as she relaxed and filled her claws. It looked like oral won the day, people wanting to see a mix of micro torture and oral it seemed.

She will let it run and smile as she hears her timer go off she hits the timer and then close the poll and look at the winner "Good here are the things I am feeling up for chat some nice deep throat with my horse cock him tied to the end of it I have some lighter stuff too though" she will pull out a little micro cage on a thin chain with a camera on top of it "Belly cam I do love to look at them sweat over my juices" She giggles as she takes out a sounding rod "Or he could be my little sucker " she smiles as she will start the new poll with those as the picks.

They were all bickering and arguing as to what to take. A lot still wanted her to suck him off without swallowing him or doing anything, a lot of them wanted him to be swallowed in the cage and dunked so he would digest slow, or using him as a sucker was pretty popular. There was an undercurrent for tying him to her boyfriends cock and take bets on how long he'd last on it before sucked and swallowed... or even sliding him down enough into his cock to wait for him to cum.

she looks at the chat and smiles " a lot of talking and very little voting I see" she giggles looking at her straw poll to see the number of votes for each one of the three " ok I will remake it and add "Mattys cock " she giggles "That is all I am adding boys and gals and others hehehe you got ten mins to vote my toys tongue is getting a little dry."

It was quite far from that, Josh was glad to spend all night down there licking and slurping at her toes, but finally it ended up Matty's cock winning out, though it didn't specify if he was going to be pushed into it, or tied to it for now.

She smiles "Good I am calling the cute guy now " she smiles as gets her phone out and call her little boy toy Matty over she grins as she hangs up "Ok he is coming." She smiles picking up the micro and dropping him on her sex lips "Hehe get you all lube up for him."

He gasped deeply as he was peeled from her foot again, groaning and panting softly in delight, smelling strongly of her, he was plopped down at her lips, he nodded up eagerly and without hesitation, reached forwards, spreading her lips wide and pushing himself in as far as he could, working to get himself soaked.

Her man comes in the shy gray mouse boy smiling "So need my help?" He squeaks and she will just nod as her waves to the cam he knows better then to come into her recording room with clothes on so he is fully nude and him hard with a 12 inch cock his 3 foot body as he smiles looking at her "I am ready and willing love." He smiles as he starts to stroke himself in front of the camera.

By now he had become pinned between her lips, she had made sure he couldn't get in deep as he bubbled in juices in no time, stuck relaxing and waiting for her boyfriend, she reached down once he had arrived and pulled him out, dripping wet in her juices as he groaned and panted, looking up at the mouse shyly.

His cock flex a bit "Oh my cock could just eat him up " he squeaks flexing it slightly as she smile " it is ok hon he is not going into that hungry cock of yours I have other micros to feed it after him " she smiles as she will slowly tie ALex magic rope around his cock and make sure Josh was under the tip of it as she licks her lips "Hmmmm that looks so yummy."

He whimpered away heavily as the rope quickly tied him to the mouse's shaft, gasping and crying out heavily in delight as he squirmed against it a little and groaned, facing out from it, he could feel a big blob of pre oozing down over the back of his head, watching her lick her lips slowly before him.

She smiles as she opens her maw up wide, the chat already knew Amy can take that whole thing down her throat as she will start doing just that working around that cock as he leans back to enjoy the bjay the micro is quick to be pushed inside and deeper into her muzzle feeling the tip ben a little as she works about her head so it does not bend too much as it enters down her throat.

He whimpered away deeply in delight, moaning and gasping heavily in pleasure, moaning and panting softly in intense pleasure as her humid maw engulfed him, tongue slurping over his body, as she enjoyed Matty's shaft, licking and tasting over it, with him along for the ride it seemed. Before long though, he started sinking into her throat, gasping as the powerful, almost crushing walls began flexing and squeezing over him.

She starts to bob her head over that large cock she cups his balls Matty knows she wants him but not yet too soon and he might be the next micro joining the show as he blushes a little as he thinks about this though it is not helping things as his cock oozes down her flexing throat Amy swallowing and moving her head all the faster.

He panted and groaned away deeply, squirming and struggling against the rope a little, but it didn't much matter as Matty grinded in and out of her mouth and throat, slurping into her throat as it swallowed all over his body, then back out to be licked and suckled upon in her mouth, then back in as the two worked into a steady rhythm, knowing he could be sucked into her gut any second.

She keeps sucking feeling her boy toys cock throb heavily inside of her throat and mouth her fingers between her own legs as she will giggle a bit as she feels if coming her boyfriends cock is so close her tongue works around it as he hilts inside of her a few more times "Amy I am getting close... So close!" The next poll of the night starting up as she types with her tail.

Josh panted and cried out deeply, unbelievably close as well as he groaned and cried out in happiness, bucking forwards against her tongue, then deep inside of her throat, feeling the throbbing against his back, he knew the mouse was about to cum, he could only just ride it out and enjoy himself enormously.

He starts to cum the throbbing cock ripples and pulse with the heated juice as it blasts into Amy's throat she starts to swallow the back of her throat opening up to take in the waves of hot juices though it closes back up as the last of it fills her muzzle and Matty pulls out panting she opens her maw Josh and the last of the cum inside the votes are in, swallow him she will lean into the cam and open her maw wide the pull of cum sinking at her throat flexes and then Josh is pulled under and inside a bulges heading down her throat tight walls pulling the bulge down and disappears pass her breasts as she will give a little burp "Night night everyone " she was turning the show off the know there is no way he is coming back up even if she wanted to get him out but she does not.

He gasped and groaned away deeply as the rope all around him, suddenly released him, the magic set to release with cum it seemed as the mouse blew his load, watching the first wave get gulped down, she kept the rest of it... and him, in her mouth, crying out deeply as he moaned deeply in pleasure, cumming hard as well. Slowly she pulled back, faced the camera and opening her mouth, Josh was visible to the world, his head poking from the tub of cum, and with that, she tilted her head and gulped down loudly, holding her mouth open the entire time as he slurped down into her throat, squirming in the bulge and finally slipping into her cum filled belly, moaning the entire time, happy to be all hers, even as the stomach sloshed, knowing she was turning her attention to the chat's next desire.

title: The Ultimate Wolf aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [ActualAlisterWilde] id: [41019807] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 4:55:45 下午 modified: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 5:03:22 下午

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The Ultimate Wolf

Author: ActualAlisterWilde Source: (Commission) The Ultimate Wolf

So this is a great way to Kick off Macro March. One of my best works so far! Over 8500 words of pure destructive rampage by a hot wolf pred! A lot of creative freedom was allowed with this and I ended up going way over the original commissioned size of 4000 X3

Regardless It was super fun to write and test with the client. It also includes some amazing scenes that of which I have never done before such as boiling cum was a fun idea of mine and obliterating poor humans with the wolf's might.

CONTENT:

"BOOM!"

The man was taken completely by surprise and snapped awake instantly! He got up out of the bunk and quickly tried to scramble to his weapon. The ground was shaking so violently as he stood up he ended up tumbling over and falling to the ground. He could hear each thunderous boom as it quaked the earth and shook the walls of the barracks. What the hell was going on? The knight grabbed his sword off of the table and noticed the barracks was already empty, everyone else must have already gone to see what the trouble was. He quickly pushed himself against the door and pushed it open, as he did another mighty boom shook the world and sent the royal knight over onto his back as he spilled out the barracks and into the open air.

The first thing that was off was the smell. He expected some clean fresh air, hoping it would help wake him up a bit. Instead he was greeted with a foul smell of sweat and a thick musk that stuck to his nose and made him cringe in disgust. Whatever could be making such a horrid stench? Sadly it would've been better if he never found out...

The second warning sign was a sudden scream... above him? The guardsmen looked up and saw something he could only have imagined before. A flying wagon? Then he realized the true nature of it. The wagon was falling in an arc. It had been thrown! He watched as the wagon arced overhead and dropped a single driver. The knight observed with a face of shock as the driver of the cart fell down and down towards a grizzly end from a substantial fall. The horses still attached shrieking loudly as they were flung like a simple toy through the air. The knight scrambled to the side and watched as the wagon came down towards earth. With a mighty crash and a series of loud crunches and splats, the impact shook the knight's mind as he struggled to make sense of it. He looked closely and rubbed his eye clear. The vicious red river gushed from the ruins, both the horses and the driver were reduced to nothing more than a crumpled, destroyed red waste. There was no way of telling the flesh apart, impossible to tell where the horse flesh ended and human flesh began. The knight's breath sped up as he realized they were thrown with a very substantial force to achieve that impact! he turned around slowly and was greeted with the most horrifying sight he had ever seen...

The first word that came to mind was inhuman. The knight had no idea what he was looking at. In front of him was a massive creature of insane proportions. The measly human looked upon a massive wolf creature. He had no idea what manner of hell such a horrid beast could come from but right there it was. It's arms and legs were covered top to bottom in massive bulging muscles, each one easily the size of a man on it's own. It's crystal white fur was thick but despite it you could still see the sheer definition of the monster's strength. The knight looked on with a face of shock as his eyes made their way to the monster's face. Around it's muzzle remained the lovely white fur but big crude stains of red were splattered around the jaws, lips and chin. He soon realised that the splatters were all over the creature, even down to its hands and feet, that were covered in sights of gore and crude remains. The knight soon found himself with his mouth agape at the sight of the massive endowment the wolf had present on his huge body. A large,red, pulsing stiff tower dripped onto the ground below it. It was clear the wolf made off with his rampages. In the final sight he caught a glimpse of the very gaze of death, the monstrous eyes of hell! The cruel narrow pupils of red glaring down at him with murderous intent. The man felt rooted to the ground, totally frozen with fear. The eyes were looking... at him!

People had told him before that in moments where your life is in danger. Time slows down. As the poor knight soon found out it was a lie, things speed up greatly. The poor soul was soon spotted and before he knew it the beast was lunging at him. With the momentum it launched at him with, the beast could've easily smeared the man across the floor. Instead however, its claws were open and the knight let out a measly whimper and flinch before the hand wrapped around him and yanked him off the floor, the speed of which made the knight see everything as a simple blur. Encased by the grip of incomprehensible strength made him nice and unfortunately close to the scent the creature was emitting. The human's delicate nose was repulsed and the poor soldier began to choke and gag of the pungent smell of pure sweat and musk coming from a monstrous animal. The defenceless prey looked up towards the beast's face as he was being lifted. He was unknowingly looking right into the last sight he would ever see. The wolf's maw opened the closer the knight got to his impending doom. The massive mouth opened to reveal a multitude of razor sharp teeth and bone destroying jaws. The Knight flailed and squirmed inside the tightness of the monster's hand as he looked upon the horrible sight of all those meat grinding and bone crunching human blenders. Yet all he could do was scream...

"CRUNCH!"

A bone shattering sound rang across the village as the soldiers on the ground looked on with horror. They watched as their comrade was bitten down into, his body being pulverised in seconds and his ribs, arms and skull shattered loudly as his life was quickly snuffed inside the foul maw. The wolf ripped his head back and tore the body in half, chomping and chewing up the torso remains of the first soldier, making blood gush out of the monsters maw and dripping the man's insides all over his snow white fur and covering the wolf in a sickly river that ran down it's body and began to pool around the groin and leak onto the monstrous sack below. As he threw them, the ragged legs splattered blood all over his shoulder and back before splatting on the ground with a sickening squelch. With a disturbingly loud swallow the wolf began to cast his gaze over the rest of the succulent morsels under him. Step by step he began to approach them...

Taking no chances the knights all panicked and began to flee in the other direction, after that horrendous display none wanted to risk being the giant's next victim. The wolf's height and pure body mass however was far too big for their escape to be anything resembling success. With each step onto the course ground, the wolf shook the ground with his sheer power. One knight in thicker armour fell to the ground, not expecting such a tremble under him. He rolled over and looked up only to watch as the sun was eclipsed by a massive foot paw. He shrieked as it came down upon him without mercy. The resulting sight was abhorrent. Blood squirted from between the wolf's toes like a dancing fountain. Men and women, civilian and guard squealed and fled as the beast relentlessly stomped his way through...

It marched with each mighty stride until it came across it's target. The wolf looked down and smiled as it examined a small wooden inn and let loose a sinister set of snarls. It raised it's mighty fist high before punching down with the strength of a thousand men, the impact shattered the wood like sand and collapsed the building into itself. Screams and cries of fear and pain erupted from within as the whole structure shook. People were buried and crushed under rubble as they were helpless against the falling weight of the roof. The others that were not so lucky to have such a quick death were left disorientated... and out in the open!

The wolf let out what could only be described as a low rumbling chuckle as he looked down at the defenceless people under him. He leaned into the building with a sharp smile and quickly rummaged through wood and stone to pluck out the trapped little morsels as if they were berries. One such man was treated as nothing more than a scrap as he was yanked out of the ruins with such force he was winded and unable to scream. The canine destroy held the man in front of himself and looked on at the bystanders who were stuck watching. Many of them feel too scared to run and risk drawing attention to themselves. The wolf knew deep down that humans were just too stupid and foolish to the point that they practically were dooming themselves by watching and hiding. The wolf's attention fell back to the unlucky victim being dangled above the wolf's enormous cock. The human visibly gaging from the stench of the musk being emitted from that massive shaft. That's when the wolf became overwhelmed with a primal thirst... for blood.

The monster slowly lifted the helpless human higher and higher until he was hanging high above the hideous sight. The man screamed as looking right below him as he was suspended over a deadly cavern. His eyes darting around each and every one of the wolf's sickening slicers.. The teeth and jaws designed to specifically crush and pulverise people like him. The man screamed as the monster's second hand came up to him as he dangled by a single leg, but that was about to change. The wolf soon grabbed his second hand onto the man's second leg. Helplessly stranded high above death the human could only watch as the wolf's ungodly strength was about to be applied. The arms suddenly tightened and pulled apart from each other. Lucky for him the wolf was so strong, or else his death would have been much more slower. The blood curdling scream lasted for half a second before it was cut off, literally as the man was physically pulled open. Both legs being pulled in opposite directions caused a loud squelch and tearing sound as he was split open right from his prostate down to his chest. Blood emptied in a gruesome display of power and death. Similar to the way water would explode from a dam the blood emptied from the body followed by every organ inside, all spilling and falling a dramatic fall right into the beast's throat and down it's gullet almost instantly.

The worst mistake one could make in this situation was suddenly grab the monster's attention. And that's just what one woman did. The maiden screamed in horror at the sight of someone she knew in their close community being a victim of such a destructive and savage death. A completely reasonable reaction, but it was still suicide to make such an animal aware of your presence. The wolf glanced down for a moment, the last droplets of gore dripping onto the top of his head as he looked down towards the lady. He reached down with an excited rush and snatched the lady right off her feet. She shrieked even louder, understandably so as she was suddenly pulled upwards and pressed against the massive wolf's palm. She looked right into the jaws of death and feared it to be her fate, the bloodied sight of the destroyers scaring her to her core. Unlucky for the maiden however her fate would be much, much worse. The monster, instead of raising her to the maw, lowered her to the massive bulging cock below. The woman cringed and shook as the massive member eclipsed her view. Soon enough she realised the heinous creature's hideous plan. She let out a whole second of a scream before it was cut short and replaced with a horrible squelch as she was shoved and squeezed against the frim fleshy shaft. The wolf began to slowly stroke and rub up and down as he felt her squirm and scream against his cock. Onlookers were mortified by the display as the wolf's tongue lolled out of it's maw in bliss as it rubbed and rubbed, getting more and more furious as it got off to the feeling of live prey being squashed against its meat. Soon the pressure was building quicker than it should and the woman's breath was taken away as she was rubbed and rubbed and rubbed and...

A sudden "POP!" Followed by a grim "SQUISH!" echoes throughout the town as the woman burst into gore in the monster's grip. But that didn't stop the wolf from wanking however, in fact it sped him up as he smeared the mess all over his cock, covering it in dripping red blood and mush squirting pre cum out the spout and sending it over the town. The sticky vile white cream sticking doors shut and forming large puddles of glue on the ground. One unlucky bystander let out a scream as it was rained upon him. The knight covered head to toe in gruesome wolf cum. He tried to pull himself free but his legs were stuck to the strings of seamen and the man found it impossible to move even the slightest. Below him as he jerked the wolf caught sight of this and slowly raised a massive foot over the top of the knight, letting it loom as he jerked off to the fear and terror of the knight as a massive meat presser loomed above him. The following sound was like thunder as the wolf suddenly dropped his foot down and destroyed the man under his paw pads. The squish of the meat accompanied the sickening sounds of cum smearing with blood. The metal Armor is nothing but a flat red-stained plate where a proud warrior once stood, now reduced to all but cum and guts on a dirt path.

Fear spread like wildfire and the guards and warriors of the town all scrambled and fell back. In times like this they would be stronger together right? At least that was the hope as they all sprinted up further into the town and grouped up, forming a tight line of swords, spears and shields. Each one of them looking as terrified as the next as they looked upon the rampaging behemoth tearing violently through their land. The beast moved stomp after stomp and put his massive crowd stompers through each and every building in his way. The screams of the residents within becoming a soothing sound to the colossal canine. He watched as the rubble collapsed under his weight and blood shot out from between his toes. The giant jerking off to the feeling of the hit gush of blood against his soles. This was the moments he lived for! Showing these insignificant bugs their place!

His trail of thought was interrupted by a loud neigh of fear. He looked down below, having to sway to move his dripping cock out of the way. That's when he saw another type of appetizing snack awaiting it's devourer, a horse, tied and trapped to a short wooden hitch. The wolf let out a toothy grin as it crouched down and cast a large shadow over the horse as his hand eclipsed the light. The innocent creature cried as it was gripped and plucked from it's post like a simple blade of grass. The monster then examined his catch in his hands and with another set of unsettling chuckles it slowly lifted the horse high above its head and with the other hand pointed a single claw towards the creature's belly. The monstrous sound that bellowed from the horse as it was swiftly impaled was truly saddening to hear. The poor family pet being gutted and squeezed by the behemoth would leave a scar on everyone who witnessed it. The canine conqueror squeezed the body of the horse and let his tongue catch the squirt of blood and falling guts. After he had caught half a mouthful the wolf slurped his tongue right back in and swallowed the meat up. He let out a small satisfied burp and discarded what was left of the poor mammal. His eyes wondering over to the smaller but more fun prey.

The humans had all gathered up together in an attempt to quickly form some sort of battle line, but what battle strategy would you use against a giant carnivorous beast tearing and devouring up your people? Luckily (so they thought) the knights had quickly assembled a catapult. Such artillery was used before to bring down towers and enemy emplacements. This had to work! Right? The gunner loaded a large rock and quickly aimed at the massive wolf, not like it would be hard to miss. With a battle cry so pathetic compared to the wolf's grunts and groans, he fired the bolder. What happened next made them all realise what their situation was. This was no battle, but a slaughter. The massive rock was sent spinning towards the wolf and smashed against the creature's stomach. They hoped to see it drop. Hoped so very much that the vile villain of this tale would be vanquished by the brave crown soldiers. But that wish was fairy-tale. The speeding rock simply impacted on the wolf's belly and bounced back, just like it had been shot into sponge. The munition fell to the ground and landed upon a poor woman, who was trying desperately to escape from the wolf. Nearly made it too, before her own people brought about her death.

The wolf gave the artillery team a blank stare. Almost disappointed in their attempt to stop him. He scratched his belly idlily and began to make his way over to the stupid snacks scrambling around. Each footstep letting out a deep boom as they left paw print shaped craters in the ground, each one filling with a little bit of gore fallen from the flat pad where so many had met their end. The canine approached the hill where they had perched their placement. The supporting soldiers quickly running away, not even trying to stand up to the beast. The poor unlucky gunner remained with the catapult. Standing his ground with the rest of the crew. They all looked up at the beast helplessly, knowing if they couldn't stop it, nothing in the village could. As such as the massive hand descended upon him, the gunner closed his eyes and accepted his fate. The giant daemon looked at the human with a disappointed and frankly slightly irritated stare. Why doesn't he scream? Why does he not squirm like the rest? Was this one broken? The wolf, irritated by his lack of a fun toy, readied his throwing arm and simply flung the man as hard as he could throw it. Of course it was enough to make the man try to scream, but the speed he was propelled through the air whipped away all air from his lungs and nearly exploded them, if he hadn't exploded first! The impact was so quick and sudden there was barely an impact sound at all. Just the gruesome pitter patter of blood and flesh raining onto the path from the tower wall. The man's life gone in an instant, everything he had ever done, spending years learning the catapult, vaporised instantly against the stone tower. He was now no different from mince beef. the biggest chunk of him left being a few inches of bone at most!

The rest of the crew watched, shocked to their core. When they gained the common sense to look up, it was too late for them to run. Both of the wolf's hands reach down to the last four of the soldiers to remain with the artillery. The crystal white fur was now buried under splashes of blood and gore, yet not completely gone from sight. That was soon to change however as the men were grabbed in twos and pressed together in the vice like grip of the wolf god! The men were immediately gripped tighter by fear. They flailed and looked around frantically. The dread of becoming nothing more than another red bloody smear somewhere on the wolf's gigantic body or splattered somewhere in the village filled them with the greatest terror known in their lives. They looked to each other, their once peaceful village and to the menace that brought death and destruction to them all. The wolf meanwhile met their gazes with more of the same dreadful smile. Something cruel and sinister, like the devil himself.

The two in the wolf's right hand seemed to have more of the monster's attention than the other two. Of course this only frightened them further, creating more squirms and thus bringing more attention. In a situation like this, who actually could think rationally? The wolf brought his right hand up closer to his face. The men screamed, expecting the flash of the white and bloody jaws to be the last thing they saw before a sickening end. Meanwhile the two trapped in the tight grip of the left hand were lowered down to the wolf's side. They gaged and choked on the musk emitting from the large dripping member while watching the gruesome fate of their comrades. The canine began to roll the two of them around in his grip. They both cried and groaned as the tight grip didn't lift even as the wolf played with them like the sadistic god he was. But playtime wasn't on the beast's mind, he was just testing. Without any warning or remorse the wolf suddenly squeezed his grip. Constricting the men inside and applying endless pressure to their bodies. The wolf didn't even blink as they screamed and the pressure resulted in a violent explosion of blood as the men burst. Blood exploded both out the top and bottom of his hand, splashing over the wolf's face and spraying onto his cock. Their was no time for those stuck in the left hand to make sense of what just happened however, as before they knew it, they were being lifted over to the other hand. They screamed in protest, but nothing could stop this ravenous beast as he played with his food. The wolf dropped the two men into his right hand and made sure to drop them right on the mushed remains of the previous two soldiers. Like he was playing with some sort of toy dough the beast slathered the men in more and more flesh, scooping some off of his dick and off the rest of his foul body. The knights were soon becoming overwhelmed by the gore being pressed and rubbed against them and choked and began to drown in their friends. This disappointed the mighty beast, who was hoping his sick idea would result in more fun than them just drowning. With a disappointed sigh he wiped his hands, knocking the men and their sticky prison down to the ground. With a gruesome splat they were free, but wounded. The wolf was already moving on from them, and with his first step forwards the shadow was cast over the two of them...

As the sound of two more souls being crushed under the mighty god's feet came to their ears. The knights all abandoned forming another battle line, they ran and scurried like little rats. Trying to take cover and hide from sight anywhere possible. As the wolf made his thunderous arrival known once more. He looked over the pathetic sight. Warriors hiding behind, barrels, hay, carts and all sorts in a pathetic attempt to save themselves. The canine slowly got down to his knees and leaned over many of the knight's cover. He crawled forwards slowly, almost seductively in the way he did it. When he was comfortably positioned in range of every hiding spot he lifted his bloody right hand (That had no white left upon it anymore) and simply pointed his index finger, ready to get to work. He thrust it down and a tiny whimper was heard. One knight poked his head out of cover and watched as the wolf raised his blood soaked finger, and with it one of the knights comrades, impaled through the gut by the claw. The wolf lifted him up and watched as the man twitched and spasmed. As he fell limp, the wolf flicked his hand and sent the corpse flying through the air before splatting what remained inside the body all over the pavement. The macro beast was far from finished with his big playtime in the little village. He stabbed down at the cowering men once more. This time the attack was much more brutal. The claw landed upon it's target with keen aim and not a sound escaped the mouth of the man before he died. As a matter of fact he died instantly, as the large, razor sharp, unwashed claw cut through and burst out the other side of his head. The body was limp, dangling off the claw as it was loosely attached. The malicious canine raised his hand high and lapped up some of the dripping blood coming from the grievous wound, wetting his gullet and sating his thirst once again. The body was disposed of in the usual method, flying through the air and crunching next to a wagon. A wagon that just so happened to have a royal knight attempting to evade the gore-crazed gaze of the giant.

The wolf moved over to the side of the flimsy wooden contraption. This wagon was a fair size for the villagers, about the size of two humans length and width. That being said the knight was comfortably hidden, or so he thought. The wolf's keen sight and ever hunting nose caught whiff of the human, it smelt fear and fear was delicious! The massive macro leaned in to strike, his claws and fingers wrapping around the wagon, making painful creaking and grinding sounds as the wood was pressured. The human trapped under was gasping and panting as he feared his obviously inevitable demise. It was just what the wolf was, a symbol of death. Proof that humanity was still well and comfortably not on the food chain. With that the wolf thought. Why let the human have the privilege of seeing his end. Instead the pathetic morsel shall die slowly and painfully in the darkness of the shadow looming over the cart. The vicious beast slowly began to push down upon the cart. Planks snapped and splinters sprinkled around. Men catching sight of the devastation soon caught on that taking cover and hiding out from the macro was not working and never was going to. They all began to rapidly rush for the next best thing to defend them, the two massive towers. Within the walls the slow painful scream of the cart-knight was echoing and bouncing off the cold stone walls. The refugees inside forced to listen as their comrade or defender was assigned a horrible death. It wasn't two minutes before another hot stream of blood was gushing down the pathways. The man totally flattened under the pressure the wolf applied. Painfully impaled and crushed under wooden shards. The victorious predator looked up and watched the last soldier retreat into the towers, with his dick pulsing, the wolf was ready for even more fun!

The knights had all but cowardly retreated into the nearby tower. The wolf looked on at the tall stone structure and raised an eyebrow as he looked at the building standing just as tall as he was. Of course that only meant the wolf could have even more fun with this than he did the previous lot of pathetic little houses that could only be compared to as toys to him! The massive white and red canine approached and gripped the massive tower at the sides, his claws scrapping along the stone and digging in tightly. Within the so called safe house, the men and women were gagging and coughing as the pungent stench of the foul emitting creature was enough to begin to gas them out. Though now the way was blocked by a hulking giant of a beast. The huge pulsing member began to press against the stonework. On the inside a couple of knights noticed the wall began to press inward. Foolishly they moved closer, investigating as the stone bent inwards and when it finally burst, the dick came through with enough force to smear those curious soldiers across the stone ground with vicious precision. The brute force of the massive member collapsed several floors inside the tower as the wolf yanked out and thrust back in, all the way to the base. The violent fucking dropping rubble and debris upon those below and those above the dick had to avoid falling down or else be smeared across the meaty, sweaty surface of the wolf's manhood as it grinded against the walls and floor and fucked the tower like his own personal sex toy.

The wolf continued to fuck the tower again and again and again, loving the feel of his dick destroying what these measly little creatures saw as strong sturdy and protective. He was quite literally fucking their hope and view of safety. The canine thrust and pumped and pounding the inside, listening to every scream like music and every pop of one of their bodies as a lovely treat! Upon the second tower over two knights watched the horror in front of them. The monster wondered why so many of the humans had an obsession with watching his destruction and rampage. It made them ever so easy to snatch up! He lunged his hand out towards them, still fucking the tower as he did so. He caught one of the men as the other scrambled to the other banister of the tower. Without a shed of mercy or a second to realise what had happened, the wolf tossed the human inside his humid and carnivorous maw. The jaws slammed shut and severed limbs still outside the lips when they closed. What was left of the once promising life was then swiftly obliterated by a series of rapid and excruciatingly painful chomps. The wolf tearing and blending up the poor sap and turning him into a mushy paste within his maw. After swirling him round the canine took aim and spat the gore out to the second tower. The face of the surviving soldier could not be described. He watched his best friend be grabbed, eaten and spat towards him. Lucky for him it didn't last long. The impact of his friend's destroyed remains launched the man back and over the side of the tower, leading to a long scream as he fell several stories before bursting like a water balloon on the ground below.

The relentless pounding against the tower continued. The wolf picking up a great deal of speed and even more primal power as he humped and fucked the life out of the tower quite literally as more and more fell victim to his crushing shaft. The people evacuated the towers and a tickle of tiny victims began to run out into the open. Some stayed in the second tower, hoping the beats would assume they had all left. But the wolf just watched the terror, the dismay and fear of death... fear of HIM! This of course was pushing the wolf over the edge into the blissful climax he had been building up this whole rampage. He lashed out and snagged a single woman in his violent grip. Quickly yanking out of the first tower, his dick collapsing it into a pile of rubble, killing anyone left inside. He looked down at the mortified lady for less than a second before putting his evil to use. He shoved her against the end of his cock, mouth first. The woman was forced open as her jaw bent backwards and cracked as just an inch of the front of the massive cock was forced into her. The smell already collapsing her lungs, but her death would be much more than that! The wolf let out a mighty howl. He had reached climax at long last. The lady soon realised what that meant but was helpless to prevent her own humiliating and painful death. A burst of cum shot out of the dick and forced it's way down her throat with the force it was being released. The woman tried to scream, cry, anything! But no sound escaped except gargles of the cum splashing her insides. More and more wolf seed was forced down her gullet and pooled inside her gut making her slowly swell up and causing a tremendous amount of pain across her whole body. Her stomach bulged then her chest then her throat. It was at almost inhuman proportions when it ended abruptly. The woman exploded suddenly into a liquid mix of red and white. Gallons of semen poured down and burst over the ground the wolf and the tower, amongst it trickles of red being mixed into the liquid. But the wolf was far from done.

With another mighty, victorious, even teasing howl the wolf aimed his dripping, gored covered cock at the second tower. A single knight looking out the window got a full sight of their doomed fate. He wasn't even able to let out any kind of warning to his fellow victims by the time another barrage of deadly wolf cum erupted from the fountain of a dick and smashed into the tower with a devastating force. The impact along shook the ground as bricks and stone were torn apart and the structure of the entire building was destroyed, Leaving a sad sight for the survivors. They watched as the very liquid seen as humiliating to be sprayed with destroyed an entire study tower and collapsed it into a sticky gooey pile of stone, dust and slick white cream. The screams of the sheltered as they were crushed or drowned or both was horrific and stayed with the people onlooking. The spectacle catching many people in a gaze of disbelief causing them to turn around and look on as it all unfolded. The canine caught sight of this. A nice field of victims watching on in horror, why not join them in on the fun?

Without any warning or giving the people any time at all to prepare themselves, the wolf made a ninety degree turn and aimed his still-squirting hose of a member towards the watching crowd. A shower of cream filled the air and splashed down upon them as he turned but the wolf was preparing another burst and squatted down over the repulsed victims as he felt the last major eruption take place. The thick, steaming rods of cum shot out of him like a cannon! Much like a cannon they carried momentum and the poor unfortunate souls caught in the line of fire were directly impacted and instantly obliterated. screams were cut short as their lives were swiftly taken away and splatted by the sheer volume that hit them. They left behind red mist and a stain within the crystal white liquid that killed them. Others who were hit partially watched as the thick seed slammed against their body and tore away their limbs, men screamed as their arms were consumed by the speeding semen, legs were blown apart as they were blown upon and more horrific sights filled the area until there was but a few people left in front of the massive monster and his dripping dick...

The colossal beast whipped his cock around in a mighty turn once more. He did this right as the last few spasms of his throbbing cock came out, firing a rain of hot sticky wolf cum over the ones who were left from the previous destructions. The rain was more like a sudden blizzard as vats upon vats worth of seamen came down upon them. The volume of some of the squirts enough to knock the people down and stick them to the floor. The worse part was how hot the seed was. A young maiden was blasted by a small amount that stuck her to the cobble path in the shape of a spider web. She howled and screamed, not in terror or shock of being squirted upon. But the pain as the boiling white liquid began to scorch her body as it painfully pinned her to the ground. He cried and gasped for air, an audible sizzle coming from her body as the thick gloop worked its way through her clothes and began to burn her skin and flesh alive. Howls off pain and anguish flooded everyone's ears as the same thing happened all around. One man, who was showered upon quickly found himself drenched from head to toe in the vile liquid. He screamed and flailed around as he ran around seemingly in circles. Like a crazed lunatic on fire he screamed and roared as he slowly fell to his knees and burned and boiled alive. He cried and moaned, his metal armour clinging to his body as he melted before curling up in a foetal position and finally falling silent. One unlucky lady had her mouth agape with horror when her own horror hit her. A huge dollop of wolf juice smacker her body, filling the inside of her mouth and drenching her. She screamed as the boiling liquid covered her and made the mistake of swallowing the stuff in her mouth just to let out her screams. The hot sticky liquid slipped down into her body and her screams soon became roars as she boiled inside out, slowly and painfully but just as effectively as being thrown into a pit of acids. She collapsed shortly after, skin still boiling under the foul gunk.

The wolf's gaze fell onto one poor unfortunate soul that was crawling out of the mess. One knight that was lucky enough to dodge all the painfully hot semen and get out with just the horror of watching everyone around him die a slow, painful death. He looked up and met the wolf's gaze, the massive predator almost annoyed he survived looked like he had just the cruel idea for the man's end. The soldier scrambled to get out of the way but a pair of fingers grabbed him at the belly and lifted him up into the air screaming and flailing as he was helpless to prevent his own impending doom. The wolf inspected the latest catch. Another pathetic knight. This one covered is heavy steel plate. A quality armour indeed, but it was nothing to the wolf. His jaws could tear it, his claws could puncture it. What use was it? The Wolf adjusted his grip, making the knight squirm as one finger pressed down on the man's head and one at the bottom of his feet. The man tried to pull himself free but the wolf applied just enough pressure to keep him in place. Of course the sadistic beast was only doing that temporarily. Because soon after the man was well and truly trapped the wolf added more and more pressure. The Knight let out a curdling scream that was cut short as his neck broke under the weight. He was slowly and painfully compressed alive, both fingers slowly coming up to meet each other. As they did the once proud warrior was compressed and reduced to a tiny can of metal and guts and blood squirted all over the wolf and his slowly retreating dick.

Done with his toy the wolf discarded the remains of the knight and cast his gaze over the edge of the village. It seemed more of the royal army had arrived and a swarm of ants, also known as knights had evacuated several civilians as they poured more and more men into the village in an attempt to stop this huge rampaging beast! The wolf simply smiled as all it saw before him was an extension to playtime! He leaped forwards and his shadow overcast the unit of knights. They all screamed collectively as the wolf came back down onto them. A mighty quake shook the ground as he impacted, sending all to the ground and for the few unfortunate souls that were under him as his massive musky, blood and cum dried paws came down onto them. They were pressed and destroyed like grapes under a grape press. Each individual knight impossible to ID after them and their bodies were wiped across the floor in a sickening smear. He squatted down over some more right in front of him and smiled as they tried to get back up and wipe their friend's remains off their bodies.

One brave knight came at the wolf's paws. He was a brave soul indeed. He came at the massive crowd stompers full of brave bravado as he swung his steel blade down at the large toes, trying to strike a worthy blow. Yet the simply bounced right off the fur. He stood in disbelief, looking up he stared in horror as the massive sight of the wolf's ball sack was looming over them. The wolf squatted even lower. His sack lightly touching the ground as he smirked at the tiny men's reaction to such a godly vision. The canine let loose a chuckle as an idea formed in his wicked mind and he rapidly put it into action. He swung his sack backwards and as a result built up the momentum he wanted. His bollocks came rushing towards the stumbling men at tremendous speed. The brave swordsmen saw it coming and dropped to the ground, saving his life. His men, not so lucky. They were all impacted by the soft but strong surface of the massive wreaking balls. Those hit directly by the balls themselves let out a CRACK! as they were smashed and had bones shattered upon impact. All of the knights were thrown from below the wolf a good few feet, landing defeated, dying and broken. Humiliated by the monster that terrorised the town as he used them as his own personal ball busters.

The wolf looked at the wounded and dead group and soon realised the much more braver soldier wasn't among them. He looked below himself and with one hand lifted the musky weapon and revealed the knight with his back to the ground, gagging at the scent of the sweaty, deadly smashers above him. The wolf laughed audibly sending fear into the surrounding warriors and without a moment to let the knight recover and breathe some fresh air, the wolf let his sack drop back onto him and the cover his entire body in the saggy, musky skin. The knight squealed as he was buried under the heavy balls in the world's most deadly teabag. The canine wasn't finished however. After the victim had breathed and been smoothed enough by his balls the wolf slowly let more and more of his nuts weigh down on his victim. The screams letting a small vibration on his nuts as he every so slowly crushed the man under his godly bollocks. Soon there was a loud POP! and no more screams... The wolf slowly raised his balls and a massive amount of gore began to drip from his scrotum as the man was crushed and burst under the immense pressure of the sexual press. The wolf smiled proudly by his achievement. He cast his eyes over the rest of the frightened men. Now was the time for some old fashioned rampage!

He let loose an ear-splitting roar and howl as he stood up high, presenting his massive muscles and blood soaked body to every new face and helmet that entered the graveyard that was this village. He looked down at them with his piercing eyes and each and every man who met their murderous gaze instantly shrunk back In pure terror. The wolf lunged at the first group. A trio of spearmen, useless really. The moment the wolf came at them they all screamed and dropped their weapons. The results were obvious. They were juiced and obliterated into a splash of gore that shot in every direction and splashed over the surrounding knights. The even their armour was shredded and destroyed. The wolf instantly turned and reach for the next victim. A screaming Captain was snatched from his position and lifted high into the air. Of course the mighty beast raised him up, just to crash him down in a brutal bloody explosion. The wolf did a full arc over his head, picking up the captain and slamming him down against the floor, splatting his guts and brains over the pavement for all to see. Two other nearby guards were quickly grabbed and thrown with the full strength of the wolf. They made no sound as they sped through the air and smashed into a building, painting the walls red with gore and pulp.

The wolf panted and howled with a mighty, chilling grin. At this point the soldiers gave up. They saw the end was here. There was no stopping such an enormous and mighty titan such as this great creature! He was truly unstoppable! They dropped weapons and armour in an attempt to flee as fast as they possibly could from the foul blood thirsty beast. The wolf watched them all scream and scurry away from him with great pride. He had dominated their pathetic town, their pathetic pride and now he was going to remind them their natural place in the food chain! He pounced down on all fours as the knights fled, he crushed and buried more soldiers under him as he pounced, their screams not even reaching the wolf's ears as he focused on one thing; dinner! He lunged forwards with his maw, snapping it shut around the chest and body of the first soldier he saw. The muffled screams reaching no one as he was lifted up into the air and the mighty teeth and jaws cut right through him, making him already bleed to death within the wolf's mouth. With one simple but violent lurch forwards the wolf snapped the rest of the man into his maw and chewed him up, blood spraying and trickling all the same. But he didn't stop, not even to swallow. He reached forwards and grabbed one man, then another. He threw them into his ravenous maw hungrily and without compromise. Their screams lasting no more than a few seconds before they would be destroyed and torn to shreds by the blender like teeth. Their guts and gore spraying everywhere before the gullet and throat sucked their violated remains down into the wolf's digestive system. Some were lucky enough to be slipped under those meat grinders right away, their suffering ending in seconds. While others were not so lucky, being tossed inside and watching as their arms and legs are tore off and pulverised in front of them only for their still alive top half to slip away down the throat in a lump of blood and gore. Some however would slip out the maw and splatter on the ground, either dying upon impact or bleeding out as they watched the carnage continue.

The wolf continued to engorge himself upon the knights and locals as they fled. Many, many lives came to a swift and brutal end within those mighty canine teeth. Blood sputtered and flesh dropped out the machine like brutality of the canine giant. He soon stopped and rubbed his belly with his bloody, gore drenched paw. There was a slight rumble deep inside, it was felt by everyone in the area and soon enough the wolf leaned down, aligning himself with plenty of people fleeing in front of him, he recoiled back and let out a mighty sound;

"BBBBBWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPP!"

The sound was excruciating. The jaws fell apart as the bellowing might of the wolf exploded out of it's gut, fired directly at the fleeing population. The strength and intensity of what was the worlds strongest belch was enough to burst eardrums of those caught in front, but it didn't stop there. People froze as the waves generated from the burp shook their bodies and messed with their brains, building up the internal body pressure until... "POP!" Heads exploded in a vicious gore while those closest to the wolf at the time of detonation simply did just that. Exploded their entire bodies, ending up in large splats across the ground and leading to the most horrific display the wolf had committed yet. Bodies bursting out as heads exploded scattering skull and brain and blood. It was a paint show of death!

The monster stood up tall and proud. It looked over the destruction, the carnage and stood tall and proud amongst the destructive chaos of it all. The once crystal white fur was now totally drenched and wet through with thick red paste and liquid crimson blood. It was hard to tell it was even a wolf at all! It looked like the crimson guardian of death itself. The mere sight alone would be enough to frighten the bravest man In the world to a shivering wreak as they flee in desperate fear of the mighty beast. It's paws were drenched in fresh and dried blood, Flesh and guts caught under the claws, it's paw pads stained a thick dark red. It's dripping cock still wet with the remains of the victims as the stench was somehow worse than it was before the rampage as the beast carried with him the smell of death.

One last human remained for thousands of miles around. One man who watched the heads and bodies explode as he crawled around the beast trying to get behind him to avoid detection. But with a few simple sniffs of the air the macro was able to catch the whiff of life and turn to look at the insignificant bug that tries so hard to escape. The wolf took a few steps over, stopping as his huge crowd crunches rested both sides of the man, making him look up in terror but simply accepting that there was no hope of escape, there never was. He simply closed his eyes as he saw the beast reach down and pick him up by the head between two fingers. He dangled as his neck creaked in pain. He was slowly lifted right up to the face of the big brute. He opened his eyes and looked right into the burning pupils of death. There was no mercy, no caring. To the wolf he was just another toy to break for fun, for pleasure or just for the hell of it. It didn't matter anymore he was worthless and as such...

"POP!"

The body dropped quickly and hit the ground with a squirt and a splat. the wolf licked his fingers clean of brain mush and quickly stomped down on the last body before grinding his foot slowly and dramatically feeling that lovely feeling on warm blood heating up his sole one last time. The wolf looked around and sniffed the air. Nothing. No one left to scream, to run or cry. No survivors. Just how he enjoyed it. He had feasted, blown his load and played long enough. Now it was time to rest and enjoy the fruits of the labour. At least...

Until he grew bored once more...

title: Kharjo's Hunter Feast aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [ActualAlisterWilde] id: [43325670] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 4:59:27 下午 modified: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 5:04:36 下午

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Kharjo's Hunter Feast

Author: ActualAlisterWilde Source: Kharjo's Hunter Feast

Ah! This feels like some back to my roots sort of stuff! Kharjo was the first real predator I worked with after Alduin in the old version of My Skyrim Vore series on this page! It was nice to kick back and do a unrelated, unlinked, unrestricted story of just the big cat kicking some fools about and tearing shit up!

I know my uploads have been spotty... very spotty at best, but I plan on keeping providing all you lovely folks with as much content as I can weather or not these health problems of mine end up killing me soon or in thirty years, I'll pump out as much great content as I can for you all!

Anyway, I'm sure you're all here for that ever juicy:

CONTENT:

The woods were eerily quiet. Something was wrong, very wrong, and he could feel it in his bones. Usually, the quiet of the forests and woods would be relaxing, help to focus the mind. But not today, today it only seemed to put him on edge. His hand was shaky as he gripped his bow, his eyes darting from side to side like a flying insect. All around the same tension could be felt by the others that surrounded him. A sense of dread. A sense of not being alone. Almost like being watched… followed… Hunted!

Though his hands were quaking, David tried to have a relaxed expression. Sometimes a bit of showmanship goes a long way in keeping the morale of the men high. Especially in times such as this. His hunters all around him, weapons readied. They faced a mighty threat; one they had never seen the likes of before. They faced it to protect the people of this land, though they were woefully underprepared. It would soon be very clear to them how underprepared they were…

They came across a site of interest. It was the middle of the day, with the warm sun beating down upon them from above, wearing them down, the pathway having little canopy but the surrounding trees had a vicious overgrowth under them. This forced them to follow the main path through the forest. They thought that it was lucky they did, otherwise they might not have came across a very interesting sight. A lone wagon, in the middle of the road. No riders in sight, no horses. Just a wooden wagon left alone. Everything was still in there, seemingly vital trade goods. The question was why would such things be left abandoned in the middle of the road with no guard in sight?

That was the question they wished they never found out the answer for…

The tress rustled in the light windy breeze as the men mounted the wagon and began searching the supplies. David remained on the lookout with a few others, unsure if looting was the right call, but if it relaxed the men, so be it! He let them get on it, searching and questioning what is worth taking and what to use up now. Looking around David noticed that one thing stood out to him. Where were all the creatures? The varied animals of the forest? Had something scared them away?

A sudden and very frightful rumble gave the answer.

The men all paused, conversations died instantly as they all stood still and quiet, eyes glued to the direction the sound had come from. What kind of ungodly creature was it that could make a sound like that? But it was unfortunately revealed to them shortly after the thought had passed.

A faint whooshing sound was noticed before it suddenly got a lot louder. The men looked up and saw what it was, a large tree flying through the air! Something had the strength to uproot the entire Oak and send it their way! David quickly dived to the ground, dodging out of the way before the magnificent tree smashed directly into the carriage, causing a huge explosion of wood planks and splinters being sent in every which direction. Screams erupted from the wounded as they tried to crawl from the wreckage. David got to his feet and pulled a man out from under the broken wagon, the poor lad’s leg was cut open in several places, causing him to limp. David knew just as well as the poor bastard that speed would be the key to escaping this monster they hunted. Or to be more accurate, was hunting them. David could see the fear in his eyes, they all were terrified, and they had yet to even see the beast!

Boom Boom BOOM BOOM

It was getting closer and closer by the second, each terrible footstep leaving a noticeable quake on the earth below. David raised a hand and signalled for all to get into position. Spears at the front, swords at the rear, bows in the middle. Their hunting formation must hold against this giant. He could only hope, otherwise they were all doomed the moment they started.

“Pick up your shields! Grasp your spears! Look to your arms and armour! We hunt this monster like warriors!” David roared, asserting a morale boost for all of his men. As their leader, they looked to him to lead and inspire them. Though this time he feared even he couldn’t inspire much of a fight against the rumoured giant.

Overhead the trees started to be brushed aside and collapse. Whatever was coming, it was coming in hot! “BRACE!” David called, all the men tightened up, getting closer and forming a wall of spears pointed towards the chaos in the forest. More and more trees fell and that’s when Dave saw it. The one the people called Kharjo. The beast made its thunderous reveal by throwing something over it’s shoulder, directly at the middle of the hunter’s formation. As the shadow grew bigger David saw what seemed to be half a broken cart coming towards them. He opened his mouth to order a quick brace, but it was far too late.

The giant had thrown it with enough force, that upon impact against the hunter’s shield wall, the cart exploded into shards and planks, the force of the blast knocking several men into the air as those around were knocked to the ground. Two of the shield bearers took the full impact of the cart and seemed to have been immediately crushed by the weight and force of the projectile. David watched as their bodies slid across the dirt pathway, brushing up some dust that filled the air, gasping and groaning from their broken bones. Most of the other men had been knocked about, the formation broken and many injured. They were vulnerable. The giant was hungry… Kharjo emerged from the tree line marching through the lush green leaves and stomping his way onto the road, where a delightfully large meal was awaiting him. His long black and white fur waved in the wind with the sheer volume of each of his strides. Those long claws on his toes scratching the floor as they landed, his feet covering enough ground to bury two men. David looked on, his breath shaking and body trembling. Kharjo however, was just beginning.

Firstly, the massive monster reached down and swiped at the still broken line with his massive right hand, his claws outstretched. The speed and power behind the swipe would be enough to wreak a castle! The claws swiped across the line and passed over a number of the injured and downed hunters. But those unlucky enough to still be able to stand, soon found themselves looking at oncoming razors, ready for the kill. With a short burst of a couple of scratching sounds, four of David’s men were swiped off their feet and sent flying across the path, blood squirted out from the grievous slash wounds on their bodies as they impacted the floor. The claws of the giant cat were just as deadly as a lion with all the cruelty they could bring. As the men hit the ground, some of them squirmed, feeling themselves split open, screamed, and cried as their blood pooled and limbs twitched. Their lives coming to a quick and tragic ending.

The hunters all screamed and broke in the face of such a huge and deadly beast. None could even believe what they were watching. The archers standing behind the shield line looked up at the giant with shaking hands. One of them, much younger than the rest, trembled and let go of his arrow accidently. The shaft cut through the air and arced right into the knee of the giant standing before them. The man whimpered, dropping his bow, and quickly shuffling backwards, his eyes locked on the giant’s colossal body. Fear gripping him like rain in a storm. The giant’s head tilted down to his knee, right where the arrow had impacted. Like swatting a bug, he flicked the arrow out with a swipe, the blade not cutting his skin and instead getting caught in his abundance of thick fur. With a single swipe it was cast off to the side and instead the Khajit turned his attention to the line of archers, all whimpering and shaking, most having dropped or lowered their bows.

Kharjo took a heavy step forwards, quaking the ground as he did, several of the frightened archers fell right onto their asses immediately, their shaking legs being too weak to hold their frightened, tiny bodies up. The second step was not much better but in fact worse. As within a single stride the giant was now on the large road and his second step was positioned right over the wounded and crawling shield men, he had battered earlier. David watched from the side, he saw a couple of his men crawling away, one with a broken leg, one bleeding heavily and the rest in shock. However, they were quickly put out of it as the massive right foot of the cat came down with an incredible thud, that silenced the shattering bones and muffled the screams of the wounded. Their eventful, fruitful lives snuffed out in less then a second as they were carelessly crushed under the foot of an unaware giant. David watched as the foot rested on the surface for a moment, still and smoothing some beneath. However as the cat lifted his other foot to continue marching forwards onto more victims, the already placed foot started to sink into the dirt, erupting a scene of slow crunches and pops, David watching as a hand reached out towards him (the body hidden under the thick smelly feet) and twisted in agony as the foot sunk onto it before it fell limp.

However, the Giant was aware of the archers scattered about just ahead of his feet. The large feline eyes darted around eyeing up each potential meal as Kharjo made a mental note of how delicious each one looked. Without warning, he made his first move, leaning down and reaching forwards at the vulnerable line. Despite his size, the predator was still able to move as quick as his people could at their normal size. This made Kharjo easily the most dangerous of all the macros that David had ever known!

The massive furry hand reached down towards them as they fled. David’s once seemingly fearless hunters had broken and ran in all directions, but it was not enough to escape from the giant cat. Kharjo was just too might of a hunter for any of these to escape his grasp! His hand clenched around the first two men he saw, fingers extended out to cut off their escape, gently pulling the screaming men into his palm where they were gripped tightly. Kharjo continued to use the same hand to grab many, many more of the fleeing men, scooping them up without problem and lifting them into the air. Those lucky enough to dodge out of the way would look up to see the horrible sight of the giant feeding on its favourite meal: live prey!

His fingers loosened as they were lifted high above his head, eventually coming to a stop when Kharjo had leaned back with his mouth directly below the pairs of kicking legs. The hunters could only feel the humid heatwave of the cat’s breath as their heads were buried deep into the cat’s fur as their legs dangled just above the massive maw. One by one, they began to slip, the palm opening wider and wider, dropping the screaming morsels, and guiding them into the ravenous, jaw-lined cavern.

More and more of them fell in, their screams being replaced by a wet slap as they impacted upon the giant’s tongue. Their cries ringing out to those below as a blood-chilling warning to the horror that awaited those who would be caught by the massive predator. Kharjo watched as the last squirming archer fell upon his maw, landing right on the cat’s lip and folding half one way, half the other. The man was gripped in the vice like hold of terror. His front half looking directly down the tongue of the giant to the gurgling, glutenous gullet beyond. All the while his legs dangled in the cold air, desperate to feel solid ground under them as they were suspended ten stories into the air.

Kharjo’s lips closed quickly, the great devourer not wanting to lose a potential meal. The archer was squeezed of all his breath as the lips slammed down upon him, squeezing his ribs, and painfully compressing his belly. For those below, they watched on as the legs spasmed and kicked erratically as the giant made a great show of devouring their comrades. Kharjo leaned his head back, shifting gravity for the poor soul caught in his muzzle. With a simple flick and loosening of his lips by just an inch, the man’s legs were slurped up and vanished into the cat’s massive mouth. All the men trapped inside knew one hard truth. When it came to giants and macros, once you were in its mouth, your life was over, your fate as food was sealed. Many of them broke down to sobs and crying as the tongue shifted them about, lining them up for one quick slide into Kharjo’s wide throat…

GULP!

A large bulge appeared on the outside of the massive cat’s neck. David watched in disbelief and utter sorrow as several of his men, some of whom he had fought with for years, vanished down the greedy gullet ready to be tucked away in the giant’s belly. His face dropped a pale colour as he tracked the bulge down past the naked cat’s chest and watched as his belly jiggled ever so slightly with the new deposit of meat to digest. No doubt that those fully grown men would be in for a very slow and painful end as their bodies were boiled of all the protein that they have to give…

BWAARRPP!

The cunning cat let out a loud burp that startled every man left standing. But their fears intensified as the cat looked around at the scattered and hopelessly outmatched hunters. As he looked through them all, once again rating the look of each of them, the heavy, meaty smell of the cat’s burp hung in the air, descending upon the men making them cough and gag in response to the horrid aroma that invaded their senses, leaving them stunned and easy pickings for a giant such as Kharjo…

Before they had fully recovered from the overwhelming stench of digesting meat and burning skin, the men were suddenly snatched up in another swift swipe of the giant’s hands. They screamed in pain as they were pressed tightly together, being yanked high into the air and one by one, being plucked from the bundle and tossed inside. Kharjo had them all captive in his right hand, and picked them out with his left, choosing the tastier looking ones and quickly gulping them down. He made sure that he lifted his head up high every time he swallowed a man, letting all those still in his grasp to watch as their brother-in-arms slides down his gullet.

David scrambled around just next to the musky feet of the feline fiend. He gathered what men he could, pulling some to their feet and grabbing those who were mesmerised by the giant and pulling them back to reality. David called out to them but not loud enough for the giant to hear. Before long, all the men that could were running down the path, the way they came, giving it all the speed, they had left in them, attempting to flee from the giant beast that would otherwise devour them all!

Unfortunately, Kharjo quickly noticed all his escaping morsels.

But the cat did not want to leave any of them alive.

Three men were still in his hand as he noticed, all three of them watching as their group fled the scene, leaving them to their fate. Kharjo made a slight groan of annoyance upon realising some were running. Swiftly he crammed the three remaining men right into his maw, shoving them through his jaws and cutting them in several places. Promptly he chewed, chomped, and crushed the men to a pulp, ending their lives in a much quicker and more humane way than those he gulped whole. But that did not much matter to him, he just enjoyed the meal he earned from hunting the hunters.

CHOMP! CRUNCH! CRONCH!

The deep sounds of the bone-breaking bites and flesh ripping jaws followed the fleeing men and quickly made several of them turn around, watching as blood squirted from the lips of the Khajit, the brief glimpses of the feline jaws revealed them to be covered in the blood and guts of their people. One man noticed a large human bone caught between two of his front teeth, creating quite the gory spectacle for them to look upon.

Kharjo looked down at the ground around his foul feet and smiled upon seeing those the humans could not save. The wounded and broken, left behind to be disposed of by the giant god-like Khajit. He looked down at the first two in front of him, broken bones preventing their escape. Kharjo gave him a wide, red smile before shifting his tongue back and gulping down what paste was left of those he crammed inside. It made a loud wet swallow as Kharjo gulped them down. His left foot peeling off the dirt and slowly being lifted over the wounded, pathetic humans that watched helplessly as their doom approached…

BOOOM!

The giant had stomped down so hard it muffled the sounds of the victims splatting under his huge muscular foot. Squirts of crimson red gore shot out from under his heel and sole, splatting over some of the other trapped men. Most of who were not begging the monster to let them go…

BOOM!

THUD!

SMASH!

As David ran, he could feel the quakes in the ground from each of the giant’s stomps. Considering how it had not caught up with them yet, David knew his fear was confirmed. The massive giant was giving into his feline nature and mercilessly executing or playing with the wounded helpless men left behind. But it would not take him long before he caught up with the fleeing group. David knew for a fact he and his men could not outrun the monster, he just hoped. Hoped to all that is good that he could escape with his life. A hope that soon turned sour…

Boom!

BOOM!

BOOOOM!

David took one look behind and quickly, out of sheer instinct, dived to the leftf hand side, a couple of his men doing the same but a good few of them not realising or even seeing them evade what was coming for them.

BOOOOOOM!

The massive right foot of the feline stomped down directly in the middle of the running crowd, causing a good bit of crowd stomping for Kharjo to enjoy. The sheer feeling of so many bodies popping and being crushed under his mighty weight felt incredible to a giant like himself. Better yet for the beast, the impact on the ground had knocked all the other remaining men to the ground. All of them rolling around, dazed and confused. Ripe for the taking!

Kharjo once again leaned down and with one mighty scoop of his hand, cupped under the bellies of three more hunters. The men soon realised the danger and attempted to leap from the cat’s hand before it could grasp them. Only one was able to leap in time, falling a great height and crashing down onto the floor. The other two both hesitated after seeing the fall height and in that moment of hesitation, the two of them were squeezed tightly by the fingers of the giant, preventing their escape, and dragging them closer and closer to oblivion within the feline.

The man who impacted the ground felt his bones turn to dust upon impact on the dirt. His mobility falling away instantly, leaving him stuck on the floor in searing agony and trapped right between the feet of the giant. In lifting the other two up to his maw, Kharjo caught sight of the one who jumped, seeing him mewing on the ground like a pathetic dying rat. He cracked a wide smile at the sight of his prey suffering. His dark and sadistic giant nature kicking in and practically begging him to snuff out the life. So, he did. With a lift of his massive right foot, the man could only whimper and cry as it was slowly positioned over the top of him. Several thousand tonnes of eight suspended above him, ready to crush him to a pulp. He sat there, eye fixated on the hairy, blood soaked, thick smelling foot until the giant finally put him down.

BOOM!

David crawled back after he watched the scene unfold, getting to his feet and quickly fleeing behind the nearest tree. His breath struggling to be caught and his body covered in squirts of blood. He could not tell if it was his, or his friends or the beast’s! Such horror had been unfolding before him that he had lost the will to speak. Instead, being stuck to gasps and pants. The rest of his men were still in the open, staggering around the feet of the macro predator. A sudden burst of screams came from above, David looked up and watched again as more of his people were devoured alive. Kharjo shoved them right in, head-first. Both pairs of legs kicked and dangled from between his thick muzzle. Their screams grew quieter the more the cat slurped up the rest of their bodies, still dramatically leaning his head back and letting gravity do the work as he consumed the last of their bodies. The cruel beast allowing himself to swallow harder just to give another grim reminder to those below what their place was in this world. His world.

David had seen enough. There was no way he could stand looking at the beast any longer. He looked down at the base of the tree and quietly, ever so quietly, he slipped into the tiniest gap, cutting across his arms as he squeezed past the wood, impaling several splinters as he did, he disregarded his own pain and focused on cowering in cover. This would be the last he dared venture into the wilds. Never again.

The screams and cries continued for twenty minutes afterwards. The heavy footsteps of the giant still shook the ground inside the trunk of the hollow tree. David stayed still, not moving, barely breathing as he tried to block out the sounds of his friends and comrades being devoured. The bone crunching bites, the flesh ripping tears. Every now and again he could hear a man begging for his life, begging to be spared. Only then would the cries be replaced by an earth-shattering thud as those poor souls, fathers, and sons, would be crushed and buried under the heavy feet.

It was David’s own personal hell to hear every sound. Every life he knew, all being cut short by the hunger of the predator or cut short under the crushing weight of its feet. He curled up like a frightened child and rocked back and forth, the sounds never relenting, not even for a second until, at long last.

BOOOOM!

BOOM!

Boom!

Boom!

They finally did… It was gone… He was the only survivor… But never again would the hunter dare to pick up the sword on another wild hunt… His lesson was learned long before it was over…

title: DOOM aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Adam0800] id: [22358301] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 10:13:44 晚上 modified: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 10:31:05 晚上

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DOOM

Author: Adam0800 Source: DOOM

In the year of 2057, humans discovered new alien technology that would allow them to traverse the galaxy. Discovered on Mars, this alien artifact allowed for space travel and the colonisation of other planets. Human civilisation had ascended into the stars and for the next several decades, leaps in technology made human colonies thrive. However, the technology also caused a explosion in population and by by 2088, Earth had become overpopulated. In what was named ‘The greatest famine’ humanity had ever experienced; Twelve billion people lived and fought on the rough rural streets for food and water as the vast majority of Earth’s natural landscape was terraformed into cities. Gangs and outlaws began ruling over the metropolitan areas as police struggled to quell crime. Places like the Great Barrier Reef and the Amazon Forest no longer existed. Human expansion wiped many natural habits off the face of the planet. While those who were born in the struggling generations were bearing the sins of their fathers. Smog and black skies of thunder were common for the oldest cities like London and New York, who were housing hundreds of millions due to the population explosion that occurred decades prior.

It was not until 2134 that light-speed travel was developed and that humanity back on Earth could reap the benefits of this technology. Human conditions greatly improved on Earth as things started to look good. Famine was no longer an issue and environmentalists combated extremists from wiping out the last few animals that existed in confinement. The billions of people on Earth overcame the famine that threatened over half of the entire population. Natural habitats were nursed with extreme care back to health and with minerals and fuels imported from other planets, wildlife on Earth could thrive. With the Amazon forest being rebuilt within three months of Mars minerals harvestation. It was thanks to science and those space marines who protected them, that Earth was saved from itself.

With light-speed now possible, it was possible to dare interstellar travel beyond the solar system, scientists scrambled to utilise the millenia advanced alien technology for various purposes. It opened unimaginable possibilities and could allow for the artificial reconstruction of the Great Barrier Reef or completely reestablish the animal world. However, most wealthy investors were more concerned about the profits, whether it was for weapons or medicine.

Regardless, science thrived and discovered more about space than the deepest darkest depths of the ocean. Thanks to futuristic technology, modern military joined civilian police forces in combating the violent gangs and mobs; Eradicating them completely as their blood and gore spilt over the sewer gutters once and for all. Giving the once war-torn streets of New York peace again.

The unknown power and capabilities of the alien technology was incomprehensible to humanity even in this era. It was capable of extinction on a global scale, misuse of the technology could cause worldwide death and destruction. Global politics argued fiercely about the positives and negatives of the technology, how much it helped advanced civilisation and saved billions of lives from disease. While billions more have already perished from the fruits of war that the technology gave birth too. One thing was for sure, even after almost one hundred years of studying this alien piece of tech, no one could possibly imagine the possibilities it brought, or the destruction it could impose.

That was when, in 2157, global leaders agreed in secret that the piece of alien technology should be studied off-world, and away from prying eyes who could do it harm. The

leaders of each nation sent space marines to a secretive military facility on Mars, they were tasked with both the protection of the scientists and the piece of technology. A company that was formed by the Earth’s most powerful leaders was given the name ‘Union Aerospace Corporation’. A secretive multi-planetary conglomerate that was tasked to research into new revolutionary technology. For a long time since the discovery, transportation drained a lot of resources between the colonies and Earth. This worried the world leaders who had top scientists on Earth predict that even with mineral mining across the galaxy, the resources would deplete over the next century. Something had to happen.

The world leaders came together to discuss what UAC should do with the piece of technology. In a room around a large circular table, various suit wearing figures discussed how humanity could benefit most from this piece of technology at this time. In large, deciding the fate of Earth as they came to a conclusion; To construct a working teleporter. Talks began to happen at the military complex on Mars, space marines laughed and drank to the fantastical idea of a teleporter. If it did work, it would save them from space sickness and dull commuting everyday. The United Nations secretly disclosed to UAC the details of the task, to build a working teleporter between the two orbiting moons of Mars, Phobos and Deimos.

In the many months ahead, the scientists scrambled through schematics with engineers to construct a gateway that would allow teleportation between the two moons. The military contractors during this time could not fathom how boring the work would be until today. As today, it was one of the most important days in human history, even if it was secret.

“Phobos, do you read?” A stern but quiet voice asked.

“Copy, We’re ready to conduct test one.” A old but frail scientist responded. Pressing hesitantly on many buttons as he reviewed formulas for the slightest error.

A man on the other head of the transmitter could be heard fumbling a pen between his fingers, distant coughs echoed as Earth’s leaders gathered to witness this live, “Are you sure the measurements are correct?”

“Everything is one hundred percent! But I must warn you, we have no idea what could happen.

Even with science nowadays, it’s inconclusive what the results will yield.” the old man firmly warned. Looking to his young team behind him who all looked to one another in both excitement and concern.

“This is Earth’s last hope if we are to sustain life. You know what’s at stake.”

As the conversation continued, the giant gate-way to the other planet Deimos was enormous.

Lightning arched around the outer rim of the doorway as various port lights flashed steadily as electricity flowed. The door itself was at least 150 feet tall as it stretched for a quarter of a mile outwards. Every so often, bolts of electricity would spark from the revolving energy that pulsed in the door itself, allowing for teleportation to be possible. The secret military complex was a couple hundred feet high, ventilators pumped oxygen throughout the facility as the first test of the new gate-way was about to commence. Situated in a enormous hangar, the test was about to begin. The entire complex was one long corridor of large hangars, sectioned off for scientists and military alike. UAC managed to recruit 10,000 personnel there, most of which was space

marines while a smaller fraction were the essential team of scientists that researched into teleportation.

“Deimos do you read?” Phobos communications prompted.

“Roger Phobos, we are standing by with the teleporter” Deimos promptly responded.

With both science facilities at Phobos and Deimos reporting in. Bright flood lights shined across the hangar, the tension was high as many months of the world's brightest minds and the biggest investors watched with anticipation.

“Conducting Test one of the UAC Teleporter” the lead scientist reported on Phobos. Updating his electronic journal of the progress they have made, regularly updating the United Nations back on Earth with weekly updates.

“Sir?” One of the younger scientists on the team muttered.

“Yes? If you’re wondering, everything is going to be fine. We’ve gone through this many times and we all understand there can be no margin for error.” The frail man responded, his concentration firmly fixed onto the giant archway for the teleporter.

Tension was high, all around the gateway, Space marines and scientists watched the spectacle of the teleportation. Thousands were gathered at the Phobos facility as a loud robotic voice came on over the intercoms, “T-MINUS - 30 SECONDS”

Hearts pounded away from the months worth of work, many of the hardened space marines even felt the tension from inside their suits. Sweat poured down the anxiety ridden scientists on the ground floor as they awaited impatiently. Earth’s fate rested on this experiment being a success, and that if the alien technology was destroyed, it would mean the end of humanity on Earth.

“T-MINUS - 10 SECONDS!” a female robotic voice called out, as the sound of silence was broken by the electrical circuits powering up the archway. The sound steadily built up and echoed throughout the chamber, the ambient blue light radiated from the teleporter as the light suddenly became fully illuminated in a bright blue light!

“3....2....1......TELEPORTER ESTAB----” Suddenly, the robotic voice was cut off. Cheers from the crowds on the ground floor were cut off as the red lights started flashing. The once fully illuminated room was shrouded in damp darkness as the once blue portal was now Dark red and orange. The hellish glow of the portal lighting the room ever so slightly as something was not right, people looked to one another in concern and then upwards at the command centre.

They felt the room heat up exponentially, heat waves gently erupted from the teleporter as those from far away could now only see the blurry outline of the teleporter, as if they opened up the Sahara Desert itself. Sparks of orange electricity flew across the hangar, people ducked and fled to a safe distance as the computers in the command centre started to explode.

“What is going on here!?” The lead scientist angrily demanded, slamming his fists onto the table as a familiar voice come on.

“Status report! What is going on up there?” The United Nations asked, those in the room were concerned as they leant over the table and sweated excessively.

“No idea!” He shouted, “Deimos, what’s happening over there!?” But there was no answer, only static as if they were cut off.

As the chaos ensured, one of the younger boys of the scientists who watched stuttered as he approached the main console. “S-Sir?”

“What!? What is it!” He angrily retorted.

A sudden chill came across the command centre as they looked outside the window of the command centre. They had all gathered at the window, looking over the red barren landscape of Phobos and into the distant sky. A sudden realisation had crept down their spines. Deimos had vanished.

The lead scientist wiped his forehead, panting as he chillingly reported. “Test one was a disaster. Deimos has completely vanished!” As he turned away from the main control panel, he looked to his scientists and muttered, “Begin evacuation” as a voice over the intercom started yelling desperately for updates. Moments later the connection was cut off from Earth.

Computers started to malfunction in the command centre, scientists began to evacuate as the computers started to explode, a huge ‘CRITICAL ERROR!’ was displayed overhead of the main control, lightning the room up with it’s orange glow.

“A malfunction!?” He said in shock, rubbing his forehead with the back of his head as he tried to flip through the co-ordinates. However, no co-ordinates could be found for Deimos.

“Why are the computer systems on Phobos malfunctioning!?” A military commander insisted.

Pacing up and down the room impatiently.

“We-We don’t know...” the lead scientist muttered, unable to answer why as the computers within the room started to explode from electrical overlord. “We are doomed...” At that moment, the military commander went onto the military microphone “EVACU---” as his cries of agony were disrupted, the connection cut off as all those in the hangar and around the facility watched as the command centre for the portal exploded into a great flaming ball. Rubble erupted like volcano as multiple people were injured, those who dived out the way barely saved themselves as the situation got worse by the minute. Fires were fought as something stirred everyone's attention at once. Silence broke out across the large hangar where thousands stood in fear, looking up to the portal that was still open;

“WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE !?” The Demonic voice growled in curiosity, his voice came from within the portal. Space marines trembled before the portal, given orders to hold fire as they heard the slow but beastial breathing on the other side. It echoed throughout the chamber and instilled a sense of hopelessness to those who aimed their rifles up at the portal. As if it was in vain. Those in the hanger backed up several steps, while a dozen marines were ordered up to the portal to scout it, cautious to not get too close to what the voice was.

Suddenly, a giant foot swung through the gateway, accompanied by a thick muscular thigh as the foot instantly squashed the dozen of marines down in a instant. Cries of agony were heard

over intercoms as in a instant their lives were merely a blood smear beneath the foot of the monster. The entirety of the beast stepped through the portal to fully reveal himself, standing at over 100ft, the demon snarled as it’s head peered around the hangar.

“W-What is it...?” One of the marines grimaced. Looking at the foot of the monster as it had four thick toes, accompanied by ebony black claws as the sole of the beast looked worn and rough as if walking on a hard surface. His eyes, like the thousands around him looked upon the monster in the few moments of silence before the conflict. Their eyes followed the monster as they took steps back to take in the full grandeur of the demonic overlord. The Hell Knight was covered in a exoskeleton that can withstand any military weapon to date, their body was well defined and muscular. Giant black claws to swipe away any resistance. While the Hell Knight had no eyes, it was similar to the Xenomorph in that the dome head gave resistance to the human weapons, it’s nostrils non-existent as it’s bloodied fangs were on full display.

Just as quickly as the demon had crushed the pile of remains beneath his foot, his other foot precisely struck right into the masses of space marines spaced away from the archway. Most shielded themselves with their arms as others tried to make a desperate attempt to flee; All of them were caught underfoot as the horrifying sound of their bodies mangling and bones crackling echoed in the hangar, muffled cries could be heard underfoot until the Hell Knight sneered, his head tilted in gruesome ecstasy as he grinded his foot sideways and relished the thought of trapped insects beneath his grizzly foot. The Hell Knight inhaled deeply as he looked down to the ground in front of his feet, peering over his muscular pectorals as he his foot crushed a group of helpless scientists. “

“Ahhh...” he sighed with malice, several scientists pleaded and had their faces crushed into the stainless steel beneath them. ““Right where you belong...” The Hell knight paused, ““Right beneath my feet.” He deeply exhaled, flexing his toes in anticipation. The gargantuan began casually trampling the hordes of helpless UAC members who fled from the frontlines. Each step crushed dozens of scientists and soldiers alike as the demon was cold but calculating in his path of destruction. However, the military had to contain the threat and prepared heavy artillery and tanks to fire upon the demon.

“Open fire!” The ground commander called out, and a volley of bullets and rockets volleyed out towards the titan. Explosions littered the body of the Hell Knight as he was thrown a step back by the force of the concentrated fire. The firepower of the UAC Military personnel mustered enough force to slightly wince the demon, one that would have fatal consequences. The eery silence of the aftermath condemned those who stood before the demon to their fate. As the thousands of soldiers looked upon the monster, they saw his disgusted sneer. The marines shocked and terrified that a demon could take such devastation, yet alone exist.

“RETREAT!” The ground commander ordered, soldiers looked up to the demon one last time, almost unable to break their eyesight as they fled. Front-line soldiers began retreating while the back-line of the army flooded through large hangar doors and prepare a final defense for the monsters as civilians were evacuated.

Emergency evacuations protocols were launched as the base was put onto red alert. With the power cut out of the facility, air horn sirens manually sounded as the base was in full retreat of

the demon. Some space marines continued firing onto the demon while tanks provided covering fire.

“WARNING, CRITICAL OVERLOAD. EVACUATION IN FULL PROGRESS. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.” A female voice sounded over the intercom, emergency power was transmitted by a off-base source. While the power had temporarily returned, the UAC base was still dim, dark and gruesome to bare sight too.

The Hell Knight leant down towards dozens of marines, picking them up carefully as he cupped them in his rough sandpaper like palm. The space marines were brought up to the full height of the Knight, the speed so fast they quickly lost their attached weapons. While the demon could not see them, he could sense them, smell them. Bringing them close enough to

his face, he hissed, “Ah...Humans!” he hissed evilly.

“How befitting that your species would summon their own doom” the Hell Knight sadistically teased. The demon stayed composed while taking enemy fire, though it was so pitiful at this point that the Hell Knight ignored it entirely. Demonic power channeled from hell itself coursed through his very veins and gave him that invulnerability. The Hell Knight began to painfully squeeze the little humans into this palm, watching them mangle as he stopped for a moment.

Before the demon grinned widely and cruelly, giving in to his temptation as he popped one of the space marines between his thumb and finger. The barbaric feeling aroused the demon, amused by the human popping into a blood cloud as their gore was dropped onto the ground amongst a crowd of marines, all of whom which were buried immediately underneath a thick demonic toe. Which slowly excruciated the humans as it lowered onto them, pulverised their bodies as their painful deaths were drawn out for the demons bloodthirsty pleasure. While the Hell Knight was amusing himself with the humans, he was sent a message by a Baron of Hell to do his bidding, and to lead his army of hell throughout the facility and destroy everything.

To send a message to the humans below. The Hell Knight raised his head up slightly, the giant monster opened it’s jaws up, greeting the poor victims with razor sharp chasms of fangs as gore would fresh from his teeth. In the monster's grasp further down, the humans rested on the palm of the claw, teased with the black gullet that was like the void of space itself as they could feel the disgusting breathe of the monster brisk over them. The Hell Knight felt their bodies squirmed and relished listening to their pleas as much as teasing them with their torturous demise. Walking along a couple of steps, the demon stepped on a couple of injured soldiers who attempted to crawl away, their arms extended out for help as they vanished into the giant metallic foot-print left by the monster. Their screams silenced as their gore sprayed over the visors of marines several meters away, if any were to survive, they would be haunted with that image for the rest of their lives. A few moments passed by, and with the claw extended over the gaping maw, the marines cried out for help as they were dropped into the gaping maw of the monster. Sending the dozens of marines to their deaths as the monsters swallowed most of them whole, snapping his fangs shut as several marines were severed in half, their limbs painting the teeth red as their remains dropped onto the ground with a splat. Those inside reached to cling onto anything with dear life. The Hell Knight knocked his head back, massaging his throat as he gulped them down sadistically, licking his lips as he felt them travel down into his gut where they would be digested alive. Others watched in sheer helplessness as scientists flooded through the hanger doors and towards the exit and towards the second and last hangar.

While the military held off for as long as they could. Leaning back down again once more, the Hell Knight picked up the last of the military soldiers in the portal room. greedily clutching tens of them in his gigantic claw as he looked down at them. “Disgusting....” he growled, flexing his muscular bicep as he agonizingly crushed them into their armor. The soldiers harrowing cries echoed out as their bones snapped, limbs severed as they were all squashed into unrecognisable pieces of metal, the Hell Knight hissed with inhuman delight as his palms were lubricated with the blood of the vile creatures. Grinding them in between his palms before sprinkling them onto the group of quarrelling scientists as he laughed evilly, enjoying their petrified expressions as some even cried. The Demon relished every moment, taking in the sight of the scientists being tortured by the claw crushed marines.

“Die....” The demonic voice boomed, grimly lowering his heel onto the front of the group, crushing a scientist's body as it went limp, while the toes curled down towards the ground, cupping the scientists and skewering a couple of them at the end of his claw-nails. While deciding what to do, the Hell Knight rumbled ferociously, tapping his claw-nail onto the ground as he watched the life fade from the humans. The worn demonic sole smothering them under his hefty weight as it started to smear them. Flexing his gargantuan thighs, the demon unleashed his urge to crush the humans, their soft breathe and muffled pleas into his humid flesh were for naught. Their bodies smeared delicately as the tens of scientists were liquified into a giant puddle of gore, sticking to his crimson bloodied soles as the Hell Knight hissed quietly. The humans were theraputic to his demonic soles, the squirms and helplessness only fueled the Hell Knight with more lust and power as their souls continued to feed his rampage.

Meanwhile, back at the gateway, it pulsed brighter and hummed louder by the hour.

Demons began to flood out of it like an endless army, screeching and growling for blood. Their steps covered in the blood of the victims as the Hell Knight peered over his shoulder and muttered a single command, “Kill all of them. I want every single human to be obliterated this instant!!” Just like that, the Demons began spreading to every entrance and exit of the hangar, howls of pain sounded out from humans and demons alike as firefights occurred outside as several attempted to flee into the barren wastelands of Phobos. While the fights continued to happen, tanks began firing at the Hell Knight once more as he had ignored them. Three tanks lined up and defended the hangar door to the civilian section of the facility, their turrets firing helplessly in a bid to help those escape. Amused by the tanks, the Hell Knight pressed a single toe onto a tank. Just as a soldier attempted to escape, he was forced back into the tank in a cry of anguish as multiple marines were flattened alive in the metallic coffin. Metal and flesh mangled alike as it was flattened like a car crushed by debris, his toe smeared viscously left and right like the tank was a bad habit. Two tanks remained, one of the tanks was quickly whisked from the ground. Held up high into the air before the Hell Knight clamped down his fangs right into the centre of it, instantly killing those inside as he tore it apart. Feeling feral from the moment, the demon threw it through the hangar wall with the innards of the soldiers gore landing on multiple people fleeing in the next room. With one final tank, the Hell Knight picked it up, inspecting it before he clamped his fingers around it and squeezed. His muscular biceps flexed, his body bulged into pure power and masculinity as the demon locked his jaw and under his breathe, demonically murmur “Yes......”.

Moments later the tank was crushed in on itself as the demon threw the remains to the hellish armies to devour.

In the next Hangar, evacuation attempts were being made. Demons could be heard slamming onto the door with their screams as the last of the marines began barricading the door and preparing a final diversion for the desperate escape. Hordes of scientists gathered their research as quickly as possible, making a retreat for the dock where several spacecraft were stationed for evacuations like this.

Without any notice, the gigantic hangar wall that separated the two hangars collapsed. Debris rained down like hellfire amongst the fleeing crowds as the dust obscured everything in sight.

Tremors became heavier as the last line of marines felt their ear drums rung fiercely.

When all of a sudden, a giant foot came through the clouds of dust, spiralling the dust around it as it suddenly collapsed onto the marines. The grim fate of those before them prominent, as their last few moments in life was staring up to the gory demonic sole as it squished them into pieces. The Hell Knight flexed in a show of power and awe, sighing delightfully as his jaws parted and his breath washed over the room like the plague. Grinding his heel into the marines, he felt their remains squelch nicely as his toes flexed and smeared the last couple of marines.

Their heads writing underneath as he suffocated them beneath the weight of his toe; Humiliating them for all their worth before he caved their skulls in.

Now that the last of the marines were gone, the scientists were helpless as the rush to the docked ships escalated. The thousands of marines toyed with by the demonic overlord as his minions began chasing down the crowd past his feet. Washing beside them like a stream as as he began to make his way through the hangar. Only turning his head to peer over his shoulder, kicking the hangar door open with the back of his heel as he allowed his swarms of demons to begin flooding through. Most of the large hangar was beginning to collapse from the miniature earthquakes the demon caused with every step, his senses flared as he looked down to the sea of scientists. Walking amongst the humans as every step was slow but precise, relishing the crunch of the brittle bones as one foot followed the other. With his feel pulverising many helpless scientists. His jaw parted and the room echoed his deep, slow and gluttonous breathing. Drool dripping down onto those in front as the Hell Knight grinned with crimson red fangs.

In a matter of minutes, the demon strolled across the entirety of the second hangar as the scientists began to gradually dwindle. Their cries and pleas only aroused the Hell Knight even more, leaving nothing but enormous demonic foot prints into the ground that melted the metal with their heat. As the Hell Knight came to the entrance of the facility, his claw quickly swiped through the stampede of scientists, held in gridlock from the amount of them attempting to escape. His claws eviscerated all those that were not in his palm, limbs went flying in every direction. While those fortunate enough to not get crushed by his footsteps met a far worse fate as they vanished into the army of demons that mimicked the Hell Knight and crushed their heads underfoot. The human bodies pulverised underfoot by the armies of hell. Holding them in his claw, the Hell Knight was very tempted to end their lives. However the scent of these scientists were different in comparison to the marines he devoured earlier. The demon raised his open palm of scientists to his face, breathing over them as they withered before him. His thick tongue slithered out from his maw, sliding up and down the scientists as he could taste their fear, and it was delicious. As the men screamed like children, the slow tender lick of the Hell Knight brought them all into his maw as his tongue curled around them like a blanket. When the Hell Knight was satisfied at the taste of them, he started to chew them between his gates of fangs. Muffled screams could be heardas the fangs chewed through the scientists, their screams went quiet after several bone crunches and then, it was quiet. With the exception of one scientist. This scientist was the last one in the maw, the Hell Knight rubbing all over him the gored remains and blood of his friends, before he was sent into the belly of the demon alive.

Sent screaming down the gullet as the demon threw his head back and gulped cruelly.

The taste of humans only lasted until the Hell Knight roared, his roar shook the foundations of the hangar as his toes came down onto the last remnants of humans in this hangar, unaware of them as he felt victorious. His body was covered with the gore of the human's, blood splatters marking his body as the Hell Knight laughed demonically, until he heard the sound of space ships beginning to take off. Without a moment's hesitation, he slammed through the entrance hangar and to the outside of the facility. The red earth greeted him as the soft breeze carried the dust. His keen senses picked up a landing pad that would house a couple of escaping spacecraft. With disgust, he stomped over the outside of the facility and right up to the dock, ignoring the many scientists in their space suits as they were trampled into the red earth. The steps caused miniature shock waves as the dock vibrated with his every step. Anxiety and a sense of doom came over those in the space ships, and just as the Hell Knight approached the dock, a crowd of frantic and begging humans slammed onto the dock doors to let them in.

“What a lovely welcome matt for me to wipe my feet on...!” The Hell Knight taunted, as the crowd turned around in sheer shock as they manically screamed in desperation. They looked up to the outlandish skies, surrounded by a canyon of rocks either side as they were doomed. With a withered tree in the distance, the scientists all cried out like a synchronised choir as the demon balanced himself with his arms, his enormous sole coming down onto them as their space suits crumbled and cracked like popcorn beneath his gigantic foot. Smearing his foot into the ground as he felt the remains squelch and bubble underneath. His other foot followed the same procedure as he trampled the gigantic pile of remains for effect.

As the engines began to fire up, the demon came pummeling through the docks. Multiple ships started to fire up their engines as the Hell Knight stayed composed but casual, four ships began to take off as the Hell Knight crushed two of the ships under each foot. Miniature explosions sounded beneath his titanic step as the heat wave caressed his worn gory feet. One ship had began to take off, and just before it could evacuate the facility, the Hell Knight grasped

it within his claw. “THERE WILL BE NO SURVIVORS!!” the Hell Knight chuckled out demonically, his head turned towards the pilots as if making eye contact, before his palm collapsed into the spacecraft and crushed it to pieces. With one large spacecraft which housed the last survivors of the UAC base, his toe came directly onto it. The toe was like an eclipse to the crew, the shadow extending into the horizon as the scientists attempted to escape. The doors became jammed as they looked outside and saw two enormous toes blocking either side, trapped inside as the toe rubbed along the front screen where tens watched as the demon relished his victory.

Gradually pressing his toe down, the demon arched his back and moaned quietly in a deeply sadistic tone. Feeling the spacecraft cave in around his toe was a delightful sensation to the Hell

Knight that made him slither, “Victory has never felt so rewarding....”. With the ship being completely flattened, blood began to funnel out of every crack of the wrecked spacecraft, the Hell Knight smearing it onto the runway as it stuck to his toe-pad like a disgusting piece of gum.

With the last of the humans eradicated, the Hell Knight looked over to the outposts and remaining buildings situated from the main two hangars. He peered over the scene as fires broke out and distant pleas could be heard from those who attempted to hide from his demonic army. Satisfied that his armies could vanquish the survivors across the planet and over-run reinforcements, the Hell Knight took a casual stroll through the base. Unaware that he crushed several tanks who attempted to fight his armies back, and military soldiers with jetpacks who attempted to fly out of the way but were firmly crushed under foot in a blink of an eye. Now that the UAC military base was taken over by Hell, the Hell Knight smugly grinned to himself as he walked through the hangar and met the welcoming orange glow of the gateway once more.

Without a single word, the gigantic macro Hell Knight gradually vanished into the Hellish glow of the teleporter. The minions of Hell sabotaging the giant archway behind him as they destroyed it.

For the next couple of days, demons from Hell began to manipulate the UAC teleporter experiment. Perfecting it as they began opening additional but much smaller portals to transport troops onto Phobos.

Back on Earth the United Nations was worried sick, unable to decide what plan of action to take as all communications went down with both Phobos and Deimos. With the complete disappearance of Deimos, and the radio silence on Phobos, the United Nations panicked and speculated what could've happened. However, if the teleporter was open to an unknown enemy, relief transport and emergency medical supplies could be flown right into an ambush.

“Gentlemen....” The head of the United nations spoke, with a strong English accent as he held a lit cigar between his fingers. “With an entire planet vanishing and our lab completely silent, this experiment was a catastrophic failure.” The notion of failure meant that trillions were spent setting up for a disaster that could of instead been used for good back on Earth. “It has been seventy two hours since we last heard from UAC on Mars. I can not stress this enough, but everything I continue to say will be kept secret from the public. Is that understood?” Around the table, people nodded in the dimly lit room as the head of the UN continued, “With the failure of this experiment, means that our species will inevitably die in a few hundred years...”

A young blonde woman in her mid-thirties, raised her hand but the head of the UN dismissed it with a wave of a hand. Instead motioning her to just speak her mind, “Sir....” She softly spoke, “We need to take action now. The longer we stall, the more likely the experiment could fail. For all we know, it could still be technical--”

“FOR THIS LONG?” One man interrupted. “How long do you think ‘woman’ that a technical difficulty could last for?”

“Quiet!” The head called, his booming voice silenced the room as he turned on the projector, showing schematics of a distress signal being called in main facility where the experiment took place. “This was not just a technical issue, this was a attack on the UAC facility.”

“From what? No one could've known what we were doing there.” the blonde spoke quietly, feeling a bit flustered from before as he flickered her shoulder-length hair over her back.

“No one knows.” the head bluntly spoke, “But from whatever it was, we have the distress call logged from several minutes after the gateway went live; And we detected no intruders from outsides the planets orbit.”

“We need to investigate it.” the blonde spoke, “The longer we wait, the more likely we will fail to ever know what has happened.” Once the blonde had finished, the Head of the UN nodded to her. It was the strongest suggestion on the table so far, and as he looked around; No one offered any better solutions. Despite the preparations for every scenario, alien technology could not offer answers for what happened. With the UN on Earth in unanimous agreement, the head of the UN contacted the marine base on Mars;

“UAC Mars, this is the UN. We have a job for you.” The man spoke, smoking his cigars as he viewed the strategy and battle plan for the infiltration and truth about what had happened to the experiment.

“Copy that UN, what’s the job sir?” An old general responded, blowing cigar over his intercom as he started reading through the logs and information the UN had already recorded.

“We need you to send a squad up to the Phobos UAC facility. Find out what has happened.”

The Head of the UN sternly said, masking his anxiety through his confident bravado. “And General?”

“Yes sir?” He answered.

“Send that marine - DOOMguy. If it’s what we fear, it’ll be Hell on Earth.”

title: Personal Pleasures aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Adam0800] id: [31163229] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 5:32:38 下午 modified: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 5:42:14 下午

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Personal Pleasures

Author: Adam0800 Source: Personal Pleasures

When a CEO of a large macro company begins to hire for new interns. The gigantic dragon Gustav was unimpressed, the large red dragon of over 60ft tall would look down to his latest group of student interns who were merely inches tall. Micros were used to do jobs of macros, filing faxes, filing in paperwork. They were much more useful than giants and costed a lot less to employee them too.

One new student intern, Brett, begins his time at the company under the watchful eye of the CEO Gustav. With the new CEO fond of Brett. The student intern has to make a decision. Will he choose to endure the 3 months under the watchful eye of the dragon, or will he be snuffed out underpaw and join the countless other students who have vanished under the dragons watchful gaze.

"Working office jobs are the worst..." Sighed Brett, who filed some faxes and waited on the printer to finish off printing the 40 page report. Suddenly, Brett looked around, shocked and surprised by the thooming earthquakes that took place. His glass of water rippled as the rich coffee smell from his mug was replaced by that of his boss's aftershave. A shock of relief washed over Brett. He stood in a line of new student interns at the new macro office that opened up. He looked up to his boss of over 60ft. A muscular 60ft macro business leader who eyed up his new work force, scanning them as his eyes stared into their souls. All of them afraid, until he looked at Brett, the only one not afraid. The dragon took a liking to this human in particular, looking at his hair, face and fairly athletic features.

"Good morning Brett." The dragon looked down proudly at Brett passed his muscular pectorals, his tight-clad suit more expensive than an entire human city. "In case you forgot from our interview, my name is Gustav." He spoke confidently, brushing his suit fabric with his claw-nails as he looked smug. "Now I know it's your first day but I'll....I mean we'll take care of you here at Macro Office Enterprises!"

Brett still felt a bit of shock run through him, his heart pumped like a fire hydrant as the gigantic crimson dragon knelt down, his entire face blocking up Brett's view as each draconic eye was like the size of the sun. Brett sweated a little, adjusting his suit and loosening his tie as as said, "T-thank you sir!" Brett responded shyly, "I will do my best here!"

"Still not used to...well..." Brett began, he was a little caught off guard that the dragon mentioned him by name. While all these other new employees stood in line next to him, what made him so special? He wondered.

"Macros and you micros?" Gustav smirked, interrupting Brett's thoughts. "Well, you micros are good at your little jobs, saves me from doing mine!" The dragon paused, stroking his chin as ebony horns trailed along his jawline. "You'll be showed the basics today, but I expect you to be a valuable asset Brett, otherwise you'll have to be made..." Grinned Gustav, "Redundant...".

Whatever that meant, Brett knew it was not a good sign. Brett watched as his boss stood back up to his full height, it was like looking up to the tallest human building in the world, and then some. The magnificent wings splayed as the cocky dragon gave Brett a wink, as Brett gulped and then noticed the sizeable bulge that rested on the office floor in front of Brett. As other macro business dragons met up with Gustav to discuss company assets, including micros like him.

Brett would learn that in the next few months, this job was more than he bargained for....

It has been three months since Brett first started, he worked hard to keep on his boss's good side. Through work and dedication, Brett earned the company a considerable amount of money and new clients. Micro offices were improved as well as general facilities. However, Brett felt like he could never make friends at work. Whether it was because of his quiet nature, or because his colleagues would be made redundant in a week. He did not know. Though he did find that he was the boss's personal little intern as dubbed around the micro office.

"Brett!" A familiar voice thoomed.

"Yes Boss?" Brett spoke, as he felt the familiar tremours of his macrophilia boss approach.

Gustav would be in Brett's office daily, the familiar wall crumbling and ground cracking of his boss was all too common for him now. The familiar shadow of his office as the ceiling light bulb would shatter from the powerful earth destroying steps of his boss. He noticed Gustav would wear tight suits that showed off his muscular frame.

"Mind coming into my office during your break? I need your help with my paperwork." Gustav asked.

To Brett it was a common request, but to every other employee it was special. Brett would watch as his boss dropped his papers on his way out, showing off his muscular ass. "Y-Yes Sir" Brett stammered. At the brief moment he checked out his boss's ass, Brett realized that he actually liked it. And after that moment, in his boss's gigantic office, he couldn't take his mind off that view, or the enormous bulge that was on-level with Brett as he worked diligently on his boss's desk. While Gustav watched and rested his bulge deliberately on the table in front, the cock-throb stirring the smart pants as Brett realized that he was oblivious to his boss's interest since day one.

While watching his employee work, Gustav adjusted his belt buckle and checked his phone.

"Say.." He began, Brett diverting his attention to his boss as the big dragon smirked. "I'll need you to come around my house after work today. With your three month contract about to expire we need to discuss your future"

"O-Of course." Brett muttered, "What time?"

"6PM. Sharp!" Gustav chuckled his brow as he sat back on his desk and propped his naked paws onto. Brett could see he took them off, noticing his boss's huge soles looming over him with three thick draconic toes wiggling. Brett felt his breath flutter, but continued to do paperwork during his break. The day felt like it had gone pretty quick, Brett was allowed to be excused from work an hour earlier. Which Gustav figured would give the human ample time to pamper himself up.

"God...What am I doing" Brett muttered to himself, arriving later on in the evening to his boss's front door. There was a special escalator that brought micro visitors up to a special side-entrance by the main macro door. Brett rang the bell as he flinched.

"I'M COMING!" Bellowed Gustav, who sounded slightly annoyed.

"I'm here as you requested, to talk about my internship?" Brett questioned, still somewhat confused why he was there. Though he would be lying if he said it did not excite him.

"Come, Come on in..." Gustav smirked, checking the time on his wall clock as it said '6PM'. The micro door opened and Brett was exposed to a butt-naked crimson dragon. His muscular ass flexed as the biceps flexed, Brett looked down and casually saw the semi-hard crimson shaft throbbing as a pair of huge bulky balls dangled below. They looked big enough to smother a city block or two for Brett merely inches tall. He felt his body turn red, flushed from embarrassment.

"Like what you see?" Coyly slithered the dragon.

"Y-Yes Sir..." Brett muttered, "B-But I think we should discuss business!" Adjusting his collar as he felt his own shirt was a bit too tight. His own little bulge throbbed at the sight of his magnificent boss.

"That's exactly what we're here for. But I'd not call it business...Brett. More....Personal pleasures! If you want to prove to me you deserve a permanent spot and raise, then you better..." His heavy low pitched gruff of a voice trailed off. He picked up Brett in his gigantic claw, leading him straight to his bedroom as Brett could feel months worth of anticipation building up. In his head it finally clicked, since day one Gustav was flirting with him, it's only now that Brett realized. And since Brett couldn't lay his gawking eyes of his boss's ass or gigantic bulge, Gustav figured out his little crush of a student intern had mutual feelings. "Convince me!"

He finished, snapping Brett from his pondering as Brett felt the leathery skin beneath him.

Gigantic claws looked like they could scoop up an entire city, miles long to him as he looked at the gigantic bedroom. Watching as Gustav began laying on his bed naked. The large dragon cupped his claw to the side and allowed Brett to land safely on his rocky abdominals. Brett looked around, taken back by the muscular pecs, abdominals and enormous torso as well as arms capable of benching the hole world.

"Such Power...." Brett muttered, his own loins stirred as not a moment later. Gustav used a gigantic ebony claw-tip, and dexterously ripped off Brett's clothes as he was now naked. Brett could feel how vulnerable he was, merely inches tall student intern employee compared to his all powerful dragonic macro boss that would eventually control all business across the states.

He looked passed the gentle features of his boss as Gustav grinned, "Go on little human... Work on your boss's big cock!" The dragon stayed refined and business like even when pent up, while he was horny as fuck. It was still a personal pleasure, later on he could deal with the boring business he was so used too.

"Y-Yes Gustav!" Brett responded in an instant. The gigantic mammoth of a shaft throbbed overhead, it was like the size of a bus to him. Thick foreskin, veins and musk covered the length of it. The small micro began to rub along the shaft, using his hands to gently massage along the length of the large cock as he coaxed out a long winded dragonic growl from his boss who above folded his arms behind his head and watched with half-lid eyes. His impressive semi-hard on began to grow full mast. Brett began gently kneaded into it as he was respectful of his boss's huge cock.

"Get in there Brett, I want my cock to be worshipped not petted!" Gustav snarled lustfully, with a fingertip he pressed Brett's entire body into the cock. Smothering him into the thick musky foreskin as Brett felt the powerful cock throb. He began to smooch it, kiss it, and lick the sensitive cock-tip that made the giant crimson dragon growl out loud as he muttered, "Fuck...", and a thick rope of pre-cum shot over the bed cover.

From being pent up, Brett figured his boss needed a good blowjob, he lined up at the cock-tip and began to passionately make out. Tasting the strong salty seed of his boss as he noticed he rose high into the air, and met the smug grin and seductive eyes of the dragon. "Good boy..."

Gustav cooed, Brett kissed and continued swallowing his boss's sensitive seed. The bus sized cock was hard work for Brett, so thick it could ram a subway and pack it to the brim.

Brett suddenly felt his body shift, as the dragon wrapped his leathery red palm around him, placing him in front of the gaping sphincter. "Worship my ass, my dutiful little employee..."

Gustav growled, Brett felt his emotions overcome him. Even though it felt so wrong, it also felt so right. He began by sniffing it, breathing in that strong masculine scent like his cock, then he began to smooch it, lick across the soft innard of the sphincter. It clenched in front of him as he rubbed his arms and body all over it, the dragon above growling like thunder as Brett heard more pre-cum landing like mortar merely meters away from him.

While Gustav was tempted to prod him into his ass like the others, Brett deserved better. And besides, Gustav actually liked this employee in particular. The ones who worked and acted like ass's, received just treatment. Where he would feel them squirm inside until they no longer thrived.

"Now suck on my big balls Brett!" Gustav ordered, Brett made his way to the world smothering orbs as they were huge, bulky and also very musky for him. He felt them roll over him as he felt the weight of them overwhelm him in an instant. He squirmed as much as he could as he sniffed and smooched them. The dragon panted and began to sweat as he looked like he was close.

Brett worked on him as hard as he could as suddenly a gigantic palm squeezed him into the balls. Then his body was picked up in a palm that then grasped into the bus sized cock.

"Mmmmff! Mmmmmm.." Brett moaned, his world darkened as he sniffed that masculine scent, squirmed for his master as he heard the dragons thunderous rumbles. The thick foreskin rolling up and down as he started to drink from the drizzling seed that ran down the dragons rock hard cock. The palm squeezed tighter as Gustav panted, thrusting his hips as he stroked his length with Brett in hand. Smothering him along the entire length of the dragons huge cock as Brett drank all that seed lovingly. Brett was finally able to relieve his boss as he was squeezed tightly into the top of the shaft. "UUUARGGGGGGH!" Thundered the dragon, the bedroom shook from his roar as his cock throbbed like an earthquake. His cock erupted like a volcano as Brett felt all that seed blow out of his masters cock. He continued to squirm all he could while his boss blew his load. The small micro licking the cock-tip as his master came only made him climax even harder.

After half a minute, Gustav was finally done. He wiped Brett along his shaft and casually jerked off. Allowing his faithful little employee to clean his cum-stained cock. Not long after, Gustav picked up the small human, and held him into his muscular pectorals. Hugging him lovingly after Brett proved himself to be a loyal little follower.

Gustav smirked down to his new employee, meeting Brett's submissive eyes as he slithered, "I think I'll make you a fine permanent employee from now on~"

title: The Lizard Empress aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Adam0800] id: [34752633, 34752670] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 10:32:00 晚上 modified: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 11:10:31 晚上

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The Lizard Empress

Author: Adam0800 Source: The Lizard Empress Part 1, The Lizard Empress Part 2

The Lizard Empress Part 1

"Oh? What's this?" The Lizard Empress said with a cold smirk. She had just came back from the frontlines of a war she was waging with distant lands, protected by a small legion of her royal guards. The war she led meant conquering far and wide, millions perished beneath her step as her armies stampeded through enemy resistances like running lava over clay. On her way back, the Empress had many slaves chariote her on her golden throne. Ten men on each side of her throne carried the giant 15ft Empress as the golden jewellery and priceless gems clanked with every slight motion.

A large tyrannosaurus rex approached her in a casual stride. Her chariote stopping a short distance from the magnificent 100ft wooden front-gate of her city. The large saurian approached as the front royal guards stepped aside and gave their captain a salute. The captain of the royal guard looked up ten flights of steps to see the enormous lizard look down upon him with authority and glee. "Your highness!" He bowed, his voice sound masculine, low-pitched and dark. "While you were away, the people have been protesting about our lack of food and living standards," he said as he eyed up her four thick toes drumming in her sandals.

"It's believed to be because our gold is spent on you, my highness, and that you do not share your wealth and power with the common people."

The Empress looked down from the shadow of her purple golden gilded robed tent that sheltered her from the sun overhead. Her face cast in shadow. Two blue sinister reptilian eyes opened to gaze down at the large saurian soldier. "Well is that so~" She delightfully hissed, meanwhile her throne was adorned with endless amounts of treasure and behind her cohort was wagons of food plundered from the enemy. "I don't care about the common riff raff, get me to my temple." The Empress said with a sadistic grin. The sounds of hundreds of common folk protesting on the other side of her gate was loud and audibly obnoxious to her. As they reached the gate, one of her royal advisors came skittering along to the throne side, bowing to her in formality before she allowed him up. The large soldier saurian watched as the two reptilian shadows above conversed.

"M-My goddess.." He began, a twink of an advisor, smart, but spoke with a whimper as he was afraid of her divine large figure. He had every right to be. He was only 7ft tall. "Y-You can not massacre these people like before, they will revolt and it will begin the people's revolution!"

The Empress slithered her tongue and stroked her chin, not even taking a moment to hesitate before grabbing her advisors throat and idly lifting him off his feet. She was still sat down on her throne, chin resting on her clenched fist that rested on her arm rest. Uncaring and exerting absolutely no effort to lift him as she enjoyingly began to watch life fade from his eyes. He gasped for dear life, two more of her advisors walked in. One of them was a little shocked, while the other was unsurprised by it. "Ah ... You're just both on time" She smiled, she brought her gasping advisors face to her own as she hissed "I can do whatever I please..." as her advisor gasped his last breath and she casted his limp body aside.

"Your Highness" they both bowed and greeted her as she allowed them up with a curl of her index finger.

Her majesty nodded lightly, "Silverfang, Grey Scale, come on in... I need to have a few words with you two."

The anthropomorphic wolf and middle-aged lizard approached with unease. Their eyes consciously being driven to not look down at the deceased advisor who failed the Empress.

"How can I serve, my queen?" Silverfang said with confidence, the werewolf bowed his head followed by the more nervous lizard.

"It appears that the little worms on the other side of my gate have begun squirming upon my return. Why is that hmm?" She said while rubbed her foot along her golden sandals.

"U-Uh..." Silverfang began, a bit taken off guard by her question.

"---My queen, it appears that there has been spies across the city, placed to thwart and distract you. To bait you into your destructive ways!" The weaker more feminine voice came from the grey lizard.

The large royal empress stroked her chin with a flick of her tongue. She listened to their words with not much care, her half-lid eyes peering into theirs. The scent of fear and their quick breaths made it obvious they were in her path. And all that stand in her path are crushed beneath her feet.

"Yes...So I've been told." She said with a rather bored tone, snapping her fingers as several slaves came in with a pea-cock fan and a golden fruit bowl. She opened her carnivorous maw and allowed the small 5ft raptor to pluck the grapes in one by one, while another albino raptor fanned her. "I already know it was you two who set me up, and we can't have traitors can we--"

She paused, as a large muscular figure merely inches larger than her approached the two from behind. Their feeble figures vastly outsized by the captain of her royal guard. A large black shadow with piercing beady eyes as the guard snarled merely inches away from their ears "---Typhek."

The two looked behind to see a gigantic 17ft Tyrannosaur, a rare species that were often never seen for decades. Yet here it was, appearing out of nowhere with a surprising amount of finesse for the mountain of muscle and scales. His two beady eyes, sharp fangs and black snout were instantly distinguishable. The Saurians eyes met with both of the traitor's eyes for a moment, his eyes cold, emotionless and uncaring as he gruffly said in a deep resonating reptilian voice, "Indeed my Empress". Even though he was a royal guard, to signify his rank as captain, he wore jewellery like the Egyptian pharaohs with priceless gems and feathered ornaments hanging over his naked body. Only a leather drape to hide his groin though, despite the royal outfit he wore.

"What would you have me---" He began to speak. Though in an instant, Silverfang flashed forward with a sword drawn. The scimitar drawn in an instant as the Empress pulled out her Longsword, the two blades clashed in an instant. The Empress still sat on her throne with comfort though bored with his assassination attempt, her strength completely untested as she took a second swipe. Crimson bloodworks began to run as the werewolf was instantly decapitated, his eyes still moved as he would at least remain alive for another minute or two before his brain starved of oxygen.

His body collapsed to the floor in a loud HUD! The throne area being quiet as her highness started to grin wildly, the head laid perfectly on the floor with the decapitated wolf eyes looking up to her, merely inches away from her paws.

"Don't you worry, I have the just reward for your attempt on my life..." She grinned, the excitement of her former advisor trying to kill her in such a pathetic attempt had her amused.

Snapping her fingers she called, "Bring them in dear Typhek..." as he darted away for a moment. Promptly returning with several humans. They came to the throne room, shocked, screams from one of the adults bursted out , "Father!" as the mother broke down in tears.

Silverfang was only able to move his eyes as his world started to fade.

"Oh Silverfang, you bring me great pleasure!" Her Empress began, "The best way to ensure traitors are dealt with is by destroying their seed. What better way than to keep you alive a little longer while you watch them die for your actions." Silverfangs looked terrified, helpless, unable to do a thing as his own people walked closer to the Empress.

"Your Highness, I---" Greyscale began as his sentence was cut off. The Empress gave him a cruel scowl, now was not the time to give his Empress an excuse to also end his life.

Silverfang's family was merely 6-7ft adult wolves, nothing compared to the magnificent 15ft Empress. A dark green aura began to glow in her claw as she slithered her tongue and snapped her finger, "Let's have some fun..." as she shrank the entire family down. Their screams ruptured the air as they became more and more quiet. Until they were merely inches high, the perfect height for them to admire her magnificent and well groomed toe-claws. Her fat digits looked like they could crush the world as they got to admire the Empress's feet up close. Even the toes were well looked after, no surprise as her slaves took pride in that.

"Father! Help!" The youngest adult called out. His wife would call out for "Silverfang no! Please! Help us!" As they shrank down and saw the world get smaller and smaller. Now merely the size of bread crumbs compared to their Goddess.

"Ssss...Now that's good! Begging is always a good start for your pathetic lives..." She slithered excitedly. But she hovered one of her large thick toes over the small group, gently bringing the toe-pad down upon them as she caressed their weak bodies. All while making sure Silver Fanged watched. "What to do what to do!" The Empress perked up, then without a moment's hesitation. She brought her toe down onto one of the men, crushing him into a blood splatter as she grinded her toe over the blood splatter, only an erupt scream sounding out before a nice crunchy POP happened. Screams began to ring from her soles, as Silverfang eyes widened in both shock and sadness. Watching one of his sons squashed without any effort."My...What an insect. Sounded like one too before he popped." The Empress purred, as she then picked up the rest of them in her claws. Her bloodied toe-pad forced its way into the wolves maw, wiping the toe-pad onto the tongue of the traitor as the lizards large paw rested on the head of the wolf.

Her musky and sweaty sole rested on the snout as both the eyes were between the toe-claws, allowed to look up at what fate the Empress had in store.

Typhek watched as the Lizard empress was playful, enjoying her every moment as he felt aroused from how she toyed with them with such ease and little remorse. "Typhek...Come here." She called softly to him, looking down past her breasts covered in golden armour at him with a sense of glee. Her claw would pierce through one of the men, right through the centre as she brought the screaming agonized child up to her maw, placing her finger inside of her maw as she sucked the little micro off her finger like a sweet. Tasting him and swallowing him, the child treated her soft tongue as he rubbed her fangs pitifully attempting to plead with her. But he would be digested alive for his father's actions. Another child was skewered onto her finger, the claw piercing through another child of his as she wiggled her finger with the second child and chuckled, "How do they taste?" as with a wink, Typhek opened his maw and sucked her finger.

The screams this time abruptly ended as the rex started to slobber his tongue and this time, began to chew on the child along with various fruits. She watched with some excitement as each time the rex chewed, short cries came from his maw slightly opening with every chew.

Then... CRUNCH ...followed by his rumble, the iron taste of his blood running over the taste of fruit as he glared down at Silverfang with a bloody smirk as a small waterfall of blood ran from the edges of his maw and down his fangs where he gave a hearty swallow.

"Good guard..." She grinned, "Now watch how an Empress deals with such insolence!".

The rest of the family, now in her leathery palm, a collective cry rang out as she crushed all seven of them in an instant. Her coiled fist ran rivers all over it as she looked gleefully down to Silverfang as his eyes began to water. "Mmm...They're just so weak. Just like you!" She laughed cruelly, enjoying toying the former advisor as she forced him to watch as his entire family were gone in a mere moment. Crushed in the powerful claw as she flexed her bicep and felt their bodies and hundreds of bones crack deliciously.

The big saurian guard chuckled with delight and leant down several feet to whisper to Greyscale, "That'll be your family if you act up". Greyscale gulped and shook with fear as his hands hid away into his expensive coat pocket. The lizard's could see how much the Empress was enjoying herself, her eyes half-lid as her soft breath washed over the coiled fist which slowly crushed the insects which remained alive.

"Such a shame huh." She slithered and peered down at the decapitated head of her former advisor, "but alas, you're boring me and no longer fun to toy with". She sighed, in an instant she shrank the head down and slowly lowered her thick sole. The skull crackled delightfully as she moaned as his last breath gave away into a delicious bone crackling crunch. His remains spewed out underneath her sole as she stood up with glee and not even acknowledging his remains, walked over to Grayscale as she leant down. As she knelt down, the terrified lizard could see her cleave, but his eyes dared not to dart from his queen.

"Now... What should I do with you hmm?" She slithered, as she snapped her fingers, several servants began washing up the blood pool at her throne. The humongous empress even lifted her heel up as a servant began to bury his snout beneath it to lick her gory and sweaty sole clean. Her heel rested on her servants skull as he got to work, the pressure and pain the little lizard servant went through reminded him to do his duty well.

Greyscale looked down towards the servant, disgusted, but then he looked up to the empress to see her azure eyes glare back down to him, her inner-body white scales shined in the overhead light that pierced the throne. "I-I have been loyal and served you! I had no idea Silverfang would--"

"--Would betray me?" The ebony lizard tapped the smaller lizards nose playfully. "Then care to explain who informed him that I was returning? The protest is conveniently prepared for me, little scales". Even with the smaller lizards high status in society, his reputation did not protect him from her.

"P-Please, I d-did not know he would do this!" Greyscales knelt down, coiled her arms over her leg. "I-If you kill me, you'll have a revolution on your ends!"

Her majesty tapped a single finger onto his forehead, shrinking him down merely a foot tall. She plucked him from between her toes and dangled him in mid-air, hanging him over her carnivorous maw. Greyscale was given a wondrous maw shot as her fang lashed out as she blinked with her long delicate eyelashes. Her pearly white razor sharp fangs in display. Her breath smelt fresh from fruit. "You'll make an appetizing meal, left to digest in my stomach!" As she dropped the pathetic figure in her maw. Tasting him, slobbering over him, she massaged her throat with a finger as she gulped him whole. The writhing mess gone down her throat as her servants finished worshipping her paw from the heel downwards.

"Now...let's have some fun shall we!" The gigantic empress walked outside the cozy comfort of her throne room, holding out her palm. "Open the gates!" As the thick steeled doors opened up to her, and crowds of protestors was held back by a row of her larger saurian soldiers. Large muscular reptiles that were hulking mountains of muscles.

She was not one for speeches, whether they loved or hated her it made no difference. Houses lined either side of the gates as alleyways were blocked off by her forces inside. Condensing the crowds in a large thin line that led straight to the stone-workplace she ruled from. Her majestic gems glimmered with royalty and power as she leered over the people.

"Filthy commoners. Unrespect little runts the lot of you." The Empress raised her claw up and tightened it into a fist. Moments later, tremours erupted as large growled and snarled approached with thunderous roars. Her two personal pets, a gigantic dragon that towered over her people. On her opposite side, a large feral tyrannosaurus rex. The protests and profanity stopped short as they crowds grew silent. The two feral mounts of hers stomped towards the gates. Each leaving large foot-prints in the dirt as their feet sank several feet in the dirt.

With a flick of her index finger and a slither she hissed, "Trample any insects that get in your way!". Her row of soldiers gave way as the crowds began to flee away from the two hulking creatures, the dragon began to breathe fire and massacre tens of civilians without remorse. It rampaged mercilessly through the streets as it caught several people underfoot without a care.

It casually walked side by side with it's more ancient ancestor. Each enjoying their insects that croaked under their soles. While her feral tyrannosaur walked along the crowded street like royatly. The streets so packed to the brim that it was impossible to escape, especially as the guards boxed them in. The feral dinosaurs large thick scaly soles squishing several humans underfoot as the 30ft tall tyrannosaur lifted it's foot up to delightfully pulverise the meatbags beneath it. Every foot-print left corpses littered inside of it, while some had ruptured remains spewing from it as the heavy THUMP from the gigantic reptiles became delightful squishes as they made their way through the helpless crowds.

"Pathetic commoners, they are filthy beneath my feet. Men, break up the protests and march all over the bugs. Stamp out, squash, pulverise and stomp these insignificant worms beneath your feet. I want them begging for their lives under your feet, march and snuff out this filthy in my city!" As with that, her army began to casually walk. Her lizard army at least 7-9ft in average height as their build was very muscular. Those who stopped protesting were immediately pushed over, the marching lizardmen army before them gave them little time before their bodies was slowly trampled underneath the marching soles of her columns of soldiers that marched victorious down the street. The red carpet had been laid by her own people, she returned to her throne as she chuckled "Now let's make a move. I want to be back for my afternoon pampering.

Conquering countries is hard work!"

The ancient Empress watched from her throne as her soldiers walked over them like dirt, filth that belonged under her soles - the rich and powerful. They were nothing more than common folk, easily replaceable and easy to force into servitude. Choirs of cries, begging and pleas signalled her victorious march back towards her temple. They would beg for their lives but her men did not even acknowledge the welps who bowed down. Those who did only got their heads immediately smushed. The rest of the way was ever so delightful and arousing for the Empress, who sat perched on her throne while her servants finished off cleaning the mess she left on the floor and her paws. The Empress fed grape foods by her small servants as she felt her loin stir, watching as her two large pets replace the street with gigantic foot-prints followed by the steamroller of marching feet from her army was ever so arousing. The Empress turned to peer behind her and admired her armies work. Even post-war, their fatigued had not affected their fun. Thousands of bodies littered the street as every inch was covered with scaly soles of varying sizes. The soldiers in front enjoying their therapeutic foot-massages by all the humans they squashed through their marching.

She watched with glee and amusement as her people were mangled underfoot without mercy.

The sounds of fires burning, the screeches of those set aflame and burning flesh and fuel pleased her. Closing her eyes her heart skipped a beat. The ground shook all around her, the army marched in perfect synchronization. Each THOOM was the effort of thousands of soldiers marching in precision. Military training and the cold-hearted nature of her soldiers riled her up with arousal. Her lizardmen a death wall as bones crunched like twigs, remains popped like a balloon under the larger pets she controlled. It would not be long before she reached her temple.

Upon approaching her temple, it was gilded with gems all around it. Guards patrolled the perimeter as crowds bowed down to her in submission. They pledged their love and loyalty to her as the last of the traitors and their leaders was held captive.

"Love me or hate me, you're all equally worthless to me. All but filth for my soles, specks to be crushed beneath your Empress's step." She clapped half-caringly. The Empress did not even acknowledge her slaves as she walked over their torso's and crushed their guts out with her slender feminine thick paws. The ruler walked from her tonne heavy throne that took thirty humans on either side to carry. She dismissed it with an idle wave of her sharp claws as her hips swayed seductively either side. The Empress stood over the last few thousand citizens.

These remained loyal to her, complimenting her on her power, stature and eternal rule.

Showering her with gifts of fruits, clothes and jewellery.

"Here...Let me show you!" As she snapped her fingers, this time a green spark flew from her claw as a dark green pulsating aura surrounded every human servant in front. They started to panic as she shrank them down to mere millimeters high. Their vision obscured as the Empress grew bigger and they grew smaller. Her breath was heavier, her chuckle across the world. Her large thick toes looked so big they could squish out continents at their size. Even if they wanted too, they could not reach the tip of her well manicured claw-tip on her toes. The flex of her toes sent shattering gusts and earthquakes to the mega-micros. To her, it was merely pressing her toe into the soft dirt which crunched delightfully under her toes. The amount of power she felt when she looked down was exhilarating, all them unrecognizable pathetic little speaks who previously cried out was completely silent now. She gave a large sigh, relaxing herself as she stepped onto the crowd without a care. One paw after the other, as she began to wipe her soles all over them. Scrapping her dirty sweaty soles all over them as they became her welcome matt.

The little pops and crunches under her soles was very therapeutic, massaging her tired war-worn paws as the micros were suffocated by the strong femine dirty musk of her soles before they splattered like grapes like a vinery casket. The Empress did not quarry or care about them in the slightest as she gave a slight smirk, then stomped off up the stairwell that led to her throne room in the palace. "Your lives are nothing but moments of musing. How good it feels..." She paused, grinding her heel into them to snarl "for the rich to squash out the poor, keep you commoners underfoot where you rightfully belong to serve me".

After grinding her heel into a few hundred mega-micros, she began making her way up the temple, glancing over her shoulder with her penetrating blue eyes that showed nothing but cold, callous enjoyment of making them humans suffocate beneath her thick soles.

What was merely tradition for the Empress, was a massacre for those little ones who perished.

It only took a few seconds for the Empress, but it lasted hours with those mega-micros. Her single toe alone could blot out the sky as they saw the entire world smothered in the darkness of her ebony black sole. So thick and powerful that cracks formed around the earth as the very planet sank several feet to give way to her large soles. Each foot-print she gave when softly trampling her loyal yet meaningless specks. They had to endure the sight of friends and family splattering as a miniscule speck on her soles. The sky became rich with crimson as bodies peeled off and slapped the ground. To the loyal trample-bugs, they knew they were not even acknowledged by her. Why would she care after all? She has conquered civilizations with millions, and after every victory abroad. Unaware to them, this was a regular tradition for her.

The Empress began to walk up her flight of marble stairs leading up to her temple throne room, her bloodied foot-steps imprinting along the stairs as Typhek walked over the organic trample matt as well as several advisors. All of them paying no attention to the humans who got squashed. Their place in Saurian society cemented as they were not even acknowledged speaks of dirt beneath the lizard feet that mangled them to bits. Servants hurriedly began to clean up the blooded foot-prints from the stairwell as they scrubbed it with ragged clothes.

Unaware to the Empress, she crushed many of her stairwell humans as they were merely millimeters high. Tens were squashed with every step, followed by many more as a small group of saurians followed their queen closely. None of the reptiles aware their thick feet murdered entire colonies that formed around serving their Empress above.

"Typhek." The Lizard Empress called, without turning her gaze from the top of the stairwell.

The large tyrannosaurus rex walked beside her, his buckle clattering as his leather drape over his groin fluttered from the breeze. "Yes your majesty?"

She turned her gaze slightly to the left where her royal guard as caught up. "See to it that them captives are brought to my chamber. As for that mess down there? Pour their little remains into my personal wine holder, and have that delivered to me. You know how much I enjoy the rich taste iron taste of those humans, it's the same as old vintage wine!" She laughed Typhek eyed up her expensive jewels that adorned her chest, waist and her horns.

With a short subtle nod, Typhek repeated the order to the other guards. Who hurriedly began to march the captives while temple servants, the most distinguished of servants, started scraping up the remains of countless corpses, mangled, murdered and pleasurably snuffed out by the care-free stomps of their highness.

"Your highness! Welcome home!" A gentle old voice called down to her, moving aside and ushering her into her throne room with a bow.

"Ah...So good to see you again Old quartermaster" She nodded, passing him and entering her throne room which looked like another world. Passed her royal guards at the top, she entered into a paradise. Two ponds either side of the red carpet walkway that led up to the golden throne itself. Two jacuzzis were placed either side where her female slave masters rested with their athletic but slightly toned bodies. "Send them through the captives who caused this ruckus once they arrive quartermaster".

The old figure at the entrance bowed and vanished into the sunlight as the Empress felt at home. It was as posh and royal as one could expect, the tapestry and architecture was as royal and pompous as one could expect. Jewels glistened arrogantly as many trophies of war hung beside the throne. Whether it was a dragons head or parchments declaring surrender. The Empress took quite the pride to show off her achievements. It served as a quaint reminder of who would soon rule the world. Passed the throne was her bed, purple bed sheets and golden support beams held up the enormous bed. It was warmed every night just before she would fall asleep, the radiating soothe heat helping the tired Empress slumber peacefully.

She took a seat on her throne, as Typhek stood merely a feet away from her. As another royal guard took her left side. With a snap of a finger, slaves immediately fluttered to the Empress.

They held up a bowl of fruit beside her as she used her slender manicured claws to pop the grape with a touch. She then flicked some grapes into her cavernous maw as another slave started cooling her with a peacock fan. The large black lizard lifted up her paws, wiggling her four thick toes. The power she grasped in her toes alone was more than most royals would ever hold. Two smaller lizard welps scuttled forward, offering their backs as foot-rests for their empress. She gently rested the weight of her foot on each one of them, causing them to croak as the felt their body pinned under enormous weight.

"Quartermaster, I'm ready! Send them in".

In the distance, multiple figures began to emerge. Guards on each side held embezzled spears as the captives responsible for the earlier protest walked in chains towards the gold throne.

They looked ahead at the gigantic 15ft Empress, their necks craned up as they had to take in the full size and stature of the ruler of countries. And if to make matters worse, the Empress purposefully showed off her gore sheened soles. The Ebony soft but delicate war-worn soles were covered in many countless blood splatters. It was a subtle yet deliberate way that the Empress teased them and that their actions and consequences. As they stood at the bottom of the stairwell to the golden throne. Her feet took up majority of their view. Her head only appeared through the toe gaps as they could see all the mangled corpses that she had splattered. Her Highness did not hesitate to rub their defeat in their face.

"You? You were responsible for the protests?" She asked curiously. Stroking her chin and slithering as a claw scratched the bottom of her chin.

The small group of captors, walked forward. None of them answered and kept their heads bowed down. As if to meet her gaze was to mean certain death.

"A pity. I expected more. Now I would usually humiliate you in front of the world and rub my gorgeous paws in your face, but you're not even worthy of licking my feet". The Empress sat on her throne, wiggling her toes and watching their eyes turn away in shock. "I imagine you had many friends and family, and now look at where they all are. Right on my soles where they belong." Her eyes turned from them to Typhek, "Be a dear and fetch my chalice, I'm incredibly thirsty."

With that the Tyrannosaur went to the servant quarters. While he was gone, one of the servants looked up. The royal guard alone was snarling in disgust at the maggots at their feet, the captive gulped nervously and muttered, "Y-You won't get away with this. You're a cruel Empress and we will--".

"--We will what? Hmmm?" She rumbled delightfully, taking pleasure in his anger and suffering as she leant forward with both arms at their arm rests. The Empress curled her index finger and a guard forced the captive forward. The Empress lifted a toe above his eyes, the toe at least the palm of his own hand. She whispered darkly, "I bet your family are on here huh?".

Typhek's foot-steps were loud and echoed across the room, his foot-prints leaving little cracks as the Empress returned to her comfortable throne and relaxed into it. As if by coincidence, Typhek coughed and went, "Your chalice, my Empress". He bowed and handed her the chalice full of wine. Her fingers slithered around it and took it from his grasp, the blue reptilian eyes turned back to the captives.

"Do you welps know what's in this chalice? Wine. Wine, and the countless thousands of humans who I shrunk down and crashed on my soles here. Their lifeless corpses and guts are quite the spice to my wine. But..." She smirked, "We're going to have to set an example, aren't we? We can't have turmoil in my Empire when I'm away now can we?". The moment she said that, high pitched cries and begging came from the stairwell. Over a large group of humans were aggressively thrusted into the throne room. They were driven past the chained captives as one of them shouted, "Amelia!?"

The Empress smirked and watched as their faces lit up. Suddenly they all came to life, "Oh? Are these your families?" The Lizard teased, "it would be such a shame if anything happened to them!" At that moment, she watched as the captives began to plea for their beloved ones. It was so pitiful, disgusting, though it was no surprise that the common folk would beg at the feet of their elite rulers. "I'll put on quite the show, don't you worry. First..." She muttered, her index finger pointed as multiple family members. She rose from her throne as she crushed her foot-rests beneath her feet, their guts sprayed out from either side of her ebony paws as she stood over them. Almost three-times their size it was no surprise humans feared the reptilian Empress so much. At her finger-tip, poison began to spray out as it drenched the three human females that screamed out in agony and pain. Their cries were harrowing and the men that tried to plot against the queen began to sob and cry out for them. Their skins and bones melted within seconds as they became acidic pools of poison by her feet. "Oh, don't think they're done yet! They're still alive down there! The Empress sniggered, getting aroused and turned on as she pressed her claws into her slender waist. Her giant foot hovered over the puddle that formed from the three humans. She could imagine what it must be like for them, looking up to her and her powerful gory foot. How magnificent and gorgeous it was. She did envy them, if only she could look up to her own feet like that.

A cruel grin carved its way across her snout, she shot the captives a knowing wink as she gently lowered her foot onto the puddle. It began to bubble more and more as her foot was lowered.

The captives looked in shock as the puddle responded to her foot, and how it was teasingly hovering over it. "When I melt down little insects like your families. I can make sure to keep their consciousness alive for the entire process. That means they will experience all the pain, suffering, yet still remain alive as this little puddle." She explained. Her foot began to slowly sink into the poison puddle, the liquid began to rise up around her paw as her toes splayed out and drummed along the large puddle. The poison began to violently bubble as she sighed a large breath of steam, "I can FEEL them! Their violent screams, their pain and anguish. It feels SO good to have them melt alive and to suffer beneath my feet. Can you hear them bubble? I can feel their bubbling even more.." As her breath gave way to a long hearted sigh. With a snap of her finger, the poison was absorbed into her as it was channeled into her paws. The puddle of poison vanished from sight as the Empress burped into her fist. "Excuse me...That was quite the soul nourishment!"

Typhek looked over to her, it was not unusual to see her display her powers of magic, but to use them so creatively and sadistically fluttered his heart. The cold hearted Saurian felt aroused with the display alone, yet alone how she commanded the entire room. The royal guard knew she had to set an example, as word of mouth from this chamber would get out.

"Look at that. Not even dirtying my already gory soles. They're not for any of you, they're a special surprise for someone who has earned the honour of licking my feet!" The Empress laughed, the guards in the room felt on edge. But dared not avert their gaze towards the commotion. Those who sat in the hot spars enjoyed the show as they were very much used to the Empress torturing and humiliating her subjects. Mere playthings and toys to use and abuse.

"Guards, bring them two forward" As two more members were brought up to the Empress, "now have them cuffed and laying on their back". She ordered, the two smaller guards immediately cuffed them and after a slap at the back of their heads. The middle aged man and woman laid down side by side right by the Empress. "That's better, now..." the eyes of the lizard became fiery red, embers began to burn as a flame aura surrounded her. Her eyes glowed with fire as she suddenly roared down with arms stretched out with claws at the ready. A breath of flame roared out from the Empress as the man and woman began to burn alive, their bodies writhed in agony as she watched with some amusement. "My soles are so worn, nothing quite like some heat on them to help them relax". The Empress began by lifting her foot up and placing it onto the man's face, his screams muffled into her soles as she gasped delightfully at the pleasure it brought her. The man's skull cracked as her weight almost crushed it instantly, then balancing herself upright she placed her other foot onto the woman's skull. The Empress folded placed her claws back on her waist and leaned over her scaled breasts, inspecting and admiring the view as she took in a deep breath of burning flesh. "Quite like before, I won't allow them to die until I'm done with them". She began to tapped her foot onto the skulls, feeling the skin melt onto her sole as their agonizing screams slowly began to fade. Their last breaths of life nothing but the musky gory taste of her reptilian feet as she closed her eyes and rumbled delightfully. Their cries were drowned out as she swayed her weight very slightly from side to side. Enjoying the subtle sensation of the skulls cracking as their screams came audited with grunts of pain from her foot-smothering. The warmth of their burning skulls massaging her soles nicely as in a moment of bliss, she hissed. Her maw slowly parted as she gave a soft moan, her feet sank into the skulls with a crunch. Their brains spewed out from underneath her feet as their fizzled lifeless bodies laid beneath her. The blood and gore prying itself past the weight and scales of her world destroying soles as she grinded her entire foot left to right. Enjoying the warm tingling feeling her soles endured as they felt a lot less heavier and more light from the blissful foot massage her organic heat pads gave her.

The Lizard Empress was completely unaware of the captives, nor did she care. This was too enjoyable for her to lose now. The only satisfaction she got left was to make them watch their loved ones died a gruesome death, just because she found it amusing. Her eyes slowly opened as she saw the last seven of them all on their knees looking up to her. They would be spared her mercy, as she took a sip from her chalice and left it on her arm-rest. As she stomped off from the burnt corpses, little servants came rushing in to clean up the mess.The Empress stood in front of the remainder of the captives families, eyeing them up as she disintegrated them completely with her breath. The roar of fire of hot and powerful it left nothing but a pile of ashes as the captives sobbed, exhausted from the ordeal as the Empress snorted and kicked their ashes at the captives.

The Empress then took a seat down whilst her entourage of servants began cleaning up the mess. Her claw wrapped around the chalice of wine and gore as she took another sipp, "I'm just missing an ingredient with this, perhaps this'll need some ice". The Empress snapped her fingers in an instant, this time an icy cold wave flew out in a cone. The gust of ice swept the curtains either side of the throne room, the captives frozen completely in ice-blocks as they couldn't move. Typhek felt his scales chill as he took a step back as several guards and servants were all caught in the cone of ice. Then the familiar dark green colour emerged from her finger-tips as the iced victims and captives began to shrink down. Until they were nothing but tiny little ice cubes. "Ahhh! Perfect!" She hissed, Typhek scooped up the ice cubes in his grasp as various guards, servants and the captives were all caught alive and helpless as they looked up to the mega-macro sized Empress. With them being merely millimeters high, they watched as the crimson red wine lake was right beneath them. "Now Typhek, pour them in. I want to taste cold wine today." She ordered, Typhek poured them into the wine as they began to drown in the wine mixed with gore. The Empress held the chalice far above her head, giving those little specks a great view of her gore-splattered fangs and viscous thick tongue. Her eyes peered past her snout as she looked directly as them. She began pouring them in like a waterfall, they watched helplessly as they began to tumble into the maw, most tumbled into the black abyss of her throat. Where they will be digested alive nice and slowly. Others had an unluckier fate, her lips sealed around the crimson waterfall as her fangs began to crunch down onto the ice cubes. The chilling taste of gore and wine sent shivers down her spine. Licking her lips from it she peered at her chalice then at Typhek, "My my. This does taste marvellous!"

Typhek peered over to her while keeping a watchful gaze of the chamber. It surprised him more that she barely acknowledged the captives themselves at this point. In his mind, they must of been so insignificant at this point they served better as wine chillers than actual sentient beings.

Though he was envious they had such a great maw-shot of their Empress. The royal lizard so cruel and sadistic that word would surely spread like wildfire how tyrannical and evil she was.

There would not be another rebellion for a long while after this, though she would enjoy another rebellion if it gave her the excuse to use entire civilizations as toys to merely play around and entertain herself with until she had snuffed them out.

Interrupted in his thoughts, Typhek peered over to the Quartermaster who looked furious.

"Y-Your majesty! You just broke every law our society has. These captives were to be put on trial, not to be executed by you for your games!"

She laid back on her throne, this time shrinking the Quartermaster and using her telekinetic powers to bring him over to her. The Empress pinched his head between her finger and thumb as she muttered, "I AM the law. My word is law. '' Without hesitation she popped his head like a grape as she flung the corpse to the side. The Empress wiped her finger and thumb on a nearby cloth in disgust as she tilted her head up to Typhek. "My, that was a lot of fun. My days are never quite so uneventful are they hmm?"

Typhek nodded his head, keeping his stern gaze outwards as he cracked a very slight smile.

Though it looked vicious and frightening, evil and sinister. The Empress could always read Typhek look an open book. Even with his cold outerior, she knew he enjoyed all of this just as much as she did. "Yes your highness, it is always a pleasure watching you toy with the pathetic humans".

The Empress noticed his slight bulge and with a finger, pressed into it which caused him to erupt with a sigh. Though he did not flinch nor move from his position as his military training directly from her taught him utmost discipline for royalty. "I've taught you well, Typhek" the Empress whispered to him, giving him a small grope as she stood up from her throne and spoke in a clear feminine but domineering voice "Get out. Now. All of you."

The room began to disperse as the guards left their posts. The room echoed with a stampede of footsteps as the women left the hot spars by the throne. The room was left almost empty as Typhek started making his way, "Not you".

The gigantic rex stood still, frozen, his spine chilled as he felt his heart skipped a beat. He could feel her icy cold eyes staring at him as he stood still. He turned to face her as he stood a few feet in front of her, clutching his chest and bowing his head.

"We're going to have lots of fun, my little rex. You're not going anywhere until you satisfy me".

To Be Continued...

The Lizard Empress Part 2

The two stood in an empty throne room, the tapes of water continued to spur warm water as the chirps of birds echoed throughout the throne room. The only remnants of life left was the two figures that stood before one another. The Lizard Empress, only known in name by her position.

Towered over her society at a 15ft size, impressively large for a female lizard. Her ebony scales glistened as she looked down her steps at her Captain of the Royal Guard, Typhek. The muscular large tyrannosaurus rex looked terrifying, war-torn, not a saurian of many words. Yet despite being slightly taller than the Empress, looked far smaller at the bottom of the steps where he clutched his chest in a salute to his Empress.

"Where was I? Ah yes. You and I are going to have lots of fun, Typhek." The Empress began, she walked down her marble stairs as her boobs jiggled and hips swayed seductively. Even though the tyrannosaur looked terrifying, she had no qualms that she was the one in charge.

The Empress leant down, cupping Typhek's chin and raising it up to her own eyes, "You're going to do what you're told. You're nothing but a toy for me to squeak and trample for it's pathetic life. Do you understand?". Silence came from the rex, who kept eye contact with her.

"Good. Now then, let's start..." As the Empress began unclothing herself in front of the Captain.

Her armor was softly placed beside the throne as Typhek's eyes widened, seeing the Lizard Empress naked in all her galore. Her breasts were nicely plump, bounced with every step, and her thick muscles yet slender figure made her all the more powerful and dominant before the Tyrannosaur.

The Empress then sat at her throne, placing both arms at their respective arm-rests. She leant back as she kicked up her paws for the Tyrannosaur. "Now I want my paws cleaned Speck. Not even the most loyal to me have ever had the honour of worshipping my feet before. Now you are the first to get such an honour of licking my feet". She made sure to flex her toes teasingly as she showed off her soles. "Kneel." She commanded.

Typhek approached the Royal Empress, her sapphire blue eyes looked upon from the heavens themselves, terrifyingly she felt a lot bigger looming above on her throne than she really was.

The green and black-stripped Tyrannosaur knelt down, his eyes shook a little as he got to admire the fruits of her power for the first time. Her ebony black soles had thousands of blood splattered adorned on them, sweat drooled along the length of her thick paws as his nostrils flared as he inhaled the disgusting but mesmerizing musk even when they loomed above him.

The rex gagged on the scent as the Empress grinned, "Good Speck. Now. Sniff".

Typhek felt his eyes water from the strong feminine musk of his Empress, he pressed his snout in gently, as he rubbed his snout along the length of her paws. "Don't be afraid...HERE!" She rumbled. Pressing her soles into his snout even more.

"Mmmmff!" Typhek muffled, he felt the warm sensitive soles press into him as he could feel the sweat and musk smear into his scales. His previously green snout began turning black from sniffing his empress's feet. The big rex took a big sniff, his lungs burnt with his scent as she flicked her tail in amusement. His mind began to melt as he became subservient to her and her every wish. The musk of her gore-stained sole corrupting his mind as he blushed lightly and his half-lid eyes scanned those godly paws of hers. "Lucky little bugs.." Typhek quietly muttered.

The Empress at first wondered what he meant, until she realized she had crushed most of her citizens underfoot hours earlier, "Ah yes. They are..." she sniggered lightly. Amused that her stalwart Captain was enjoying the aroma of her divine soles so much.

"My my. They must smell ever so bad!" The Empress smugly smiled as she smeared her feet into his snout. "After all, my royal feet have been waging war for so long. It's finally nice to have a servant who is worthy of sniffing my soles".

Her ebony soles were overwhelming to the smell, his aid duct corroding from their scent. A single foot of hers was slightly larger than his skull. She could feel his every breath caressing her soft leathery sole, the lizard growling delightfully as his warm breath panted and gently massaged her sole. The Empress then lifted both of her soles above his head, wiggling her toes as she commanded, "Lick".

"Y-Yes My---" Before Typhek could finish his sentence. The Empress wedged a toe into his maw.

"Shhh..." She whispered. The Empress grinded her thick musky toe onto his tongue before taking it away and presenting her feet to him. "Now, Lick". The Tyrannosaur had learnt his lesson from the last time, this time he silently looked up to her. His giant claws supporting her heels as he closed his eyes. The Saurian could feel the immense power radiating from her feet.

The view was magnificent, entire civilisations, armies, even her own people, crushed and splattered across her dry musky, sweaty soles. Typhek closed his eyes, submitting himself to her complete control. His tongue started at the heel, licking along the crevices and cracks of her soft scaly sole. Not missing a single squashed speck on her sole as he tasted the iron taste of blood mixed with dirt and the sweet taste of sweat. The tongue travelled to the balls of the paw, then up to the toes where he slurped clean each toe-pad in turn.

"Don't forget..." Her voice spoke down softly, it was as if it ascended from the high heavens above as it was booming, commanding, overpowering...yet it was merely her musk that had taken its toll on him. Before he knew it, the Empress clenched her toes together and trapped his tongue in between them. Then letting ago and allowing him to finish licking between her toes.

"Between the toes are the worst...there's so many insects that get trapped in between.." She teased him, "Imagine them all screaming, begging for their lives. As I clench my toes and hundreds of thousands, entire civilisations, gone in an instant. Nothing merely more than an inconvenience between my toe-claws". Her voice spoke with such authority and power, she chuckled lightly to herself as a flashback of an entire human city that tried to rebel against her met a swift and cruel fate. She trapped them between her toes, slowly bringing in her meaty ebony walls of death as she enjoyed watching them suffocate to death. Though they did not last long, as she did not care to waste such precious time on commoners, thus her gigantic toe crushed many hundreds of thousands without a whim.

"T-That power..." Typhek muttered as he softly sighed into her sole. Her flashback played through his head as he respectfully continued to massage her sole. He then began giving her other foot the same procedure. Every crevice, crack and scale was cleaned to its fullest. He made sure to take care of her sharp toe-claws, the manicured large toe-claws capable of piercing any metal.

"You see, that's what happens when the people dare to defy their Empress, Typhek". The Lizard Empress shuddered lightly in delight, "Though you are insignificant to me, little speckrex. You, like the rest, will only live to serve your Empress, your Goddess". The Empress stood up, slowly trampling down the length of her Saurian guard. From the legs, torso, then the head. Each step she took was precise, one foot at a time. Bones crunched under her immense weight, Typhek grunted in pain as the overhead lights were dimmed out from the enormous reptilian snarl the Empress sported. Her face cast in shadow as her blue eyes peered ominously from the darkness. Typhek felt his body shiver in pain as he felt his body bruise from her lizard paw prints. Her soles began to knead into his torso, trampling him under the march of her soles as his body squashed and molded to her large soles. "This time...If you're gonna sniff my paws. Do it like your life depends on it!"

Typhek looked up wide-eyed at her, until he watched her large sole stomp down onto her throat delicately. His airway cut off as he began to struggle for their life. His breath taken away as the Empress pressed her sole onto his nostrils.

She watched with amusement as she watched the rex began to gulp and croak beneath her. His eyes full of fear and desperation as his soft short breaths snorted in her musky sole. His mouth clamped shut by her powerful foot as her toes flexed over his nostrils. "That's it...Now sniff in my musky paw. Choke on it little rex."

Typhek felt his eyes water from the sweet and musk of her paw, even when they had been freshly worshipped. They still managed to sting his lungs as he felt his throat croak. The rex snorted and felt his eyes bulge as he choked for his dear life. His eyes no longer on the eyes of his Empress but on that enormous paw that clamped his throat down. His claws groped at the claw, weakly attempting to push it off as he heard a chilling laugh above. His world began to go dark, his brain starved of oxygen, just as he was about to pass out from the musk. The world suddenly began to brighten as her paw released itself from his throat.

"You're still alive?" The Empress looked down, a little surprised as she was inspecting her finger-claws that were well groomed. Hardly heeding any care to the life that she almost snuffed out so leisurely underfoot. Then she looked to her throne seat, and back to Typhek with a cruel grin. "I want your head on my throne seat, snout upwards, runt". She commanded.

While instant, Typhek weakly muttered, "Yes ...Hnngh...Highness" as he still rubbed his saw throat. The Tyrannosaur rested his head on the warm throne seat as his beady eyes peered to the Empress. What is she thinking? His thought to himself. She snapped her fingers and suddenly a crowd of micros spawned around the rex's head. He could hear all their squabbles and pleading. Until her voice chuckled lightly, "I'm sure all of you little speaks will make a great seat for your Empress". The rex watched as she walked seductively over to him, she turned facing away, positioning her large voluptuous rump above him. The thick size and rounded ass of the Ebony Empress wiggled delightfully as it slowly lowered itself down onto the rex. He was unable to move his head as the Empress grinned and looked down, "Now now. I want your snout buried into my booty. Little ass kisser". The Rex watched as the world became another shadow, the soft ebony flesh of her ass squashed him into the seat as thousands of cries rang out as the Empress sat down with her full weight onto her throne. Burying the rex beneath her ass as she felt all of them little micros squish against her cheeks.

"There there Typhek." She teased, "I'm only just getting comfy". The Empress rested her arms upon the arm rests of the throne. She began adjusting her booty as she felt many more humans squash onto her ass. "Now, get your snout right in there little rex. Don't make me crush you like the rest of them" The Empress smirked, she began to wiggle her ass over the already fully enveloped face of the tyrannosaur, his soft warm breath breezing between her ass cheeks. The gigantic lizard rested her ass onto the snout as she pressed it into the small snout wedged between the two butt cheeks. The Empress hissed in content as his skull cracked from the weight of her ass, he tongue began licking. She sat there in bliss quietly as she allowed her little slave to enjoy his time under his Empress's ass. Without a spoken word for the next 10 minutes, Typhek brushed his snout into the asscheeks of the Empress as she finally commanded, "Now rim your Empress. Get that tongue into my ass, weakling".

Muffling was heard from below her ass as the Empress believed she heard "Mmfh. Yes Empr--"

as he was cut off by the flexing of her rump. His long saurian tongue began slithering into her puckered sphincter as she shuddered with bliss. The invading tongue squirmed inside of her as she tensed her butt instinctively. She could feel his soft breath weaken into audible but muffled moans as his claws reached out from beneath the thrones and rubbed her muscular thighs.

"Aaaaaaah, Yesssss~" She hissed in pleasure, the Empress then rammed her ass into his snout even more. She bounced her bubble butt onto his snout as Typhek was treated to a magnificent view of her wiggling rear. With what little light could penetrate the dark veil of the Empress's throne seat. The Rex began to smooch her cheeks passionately, kissing her ass in utter devotion as his tongue travelled around the enormous ass of the Empress. The rex could hear the faint cries for mercy as a few of the speaks she butt crashed remained alive. His tongue lapping them up without a moment's thought as his tongue could taste the strong iron the splattered gore and guts her human slaves left when she crashed them beneath her ass without a moment's thought or care. After the rex slapped her ass and gave it a firm squeeze, he returned to the puckered sphincter and beneath her ass as she once more rested her full weight on him The Empress hissed out and felt her loin dampen from the excitement. Her pussy became moist from such pleasure of crushing commoners and toying with her most loyal subjects as the Rex did not even realize how bruised his skull became from being smothered beneath her huge ass.

Though with his tongue deep inside her tailhole, she shuddered in glee at the orgasmic pleasure it gave her. The ecstasy shot through her. Her devious smile made even wider as she looked down and realized that she had forgotten something.

"Now get back to the floor little slut. Otherwise I might just shrink you down and squish you like the rest in excitement!" The Empress said with a flair of excitement in her voice, her dark and serious tone turned more playful and light-hearted as she stood up and allowed her trampletoy to return to his rightful place beneath her feet. Though that was not before Typhek could finally admire the full view of her ass for the first time in the light of the throne room. Thousands of little splatter marks adorned her ass as she wiggled them teasing the small rex.

The Empress sat back down as she snapped her finger and looked to the side, calling out, "Servant, bring me my worn flops. They shouldn't have gone far". While the servant was fetching her golden sandals, the Empress sat back down and looked down at Typhek as he regained his breath. "Now you're going to get one of the biggest honours bestowed upon a speck in my Empire!"

Typhek looked up to her, gasping for breath as the large tyrannosaur hunched over.

"What...What is that my Empress?" He spoke with a soft wheezy breath.

Just as he asked, small foot-steps echoed in the large empty room as a servant brought her golden sandals. His hearing and sight began to come around as his weak vision finally brought itself to look at the Empress. Who was shrinking down her servant and idly popping him beneath a fingertip. Her attention turned to Typhek as she flicked the smashed gore aside. "Why, the insoles of my sandals Typhek. These have been worn for millions of years. Cities, armies and even the stars themselves have all been nicely squashed into my sandal insoles!"

Typhek looked at her in disbelief, then his eyes darted to the golden sandals as the Empress leant down and presented his worn and dirty sandal insole to him. Even when kneeling before the Empress. Typhek's impressive size felt insignificant compared to the Empress who gleefully grinned down to him. Then his eyes widened, as he could notice the flags and colours of the enemy army firmly planted in the toe-prints where thousands of tiny specks could been seen nicely smeared.

Typhek's shock was interrupted by the Empress who arrogantly and proudly showed off the insole of her sandals. Adorned with war trophies and billions - no, countless lives. "Now you can understand my little sandal sniffer, why it is such an honour to worship my footwear! It's the greatest honour that has ever been bestowed to your mortals!" The giant lizard sniggered with a vicious and cruel grin, her heart fluttered as she saw the sheer shock from her Captain. Yet she knew that he was excited by the amount of death and destruction her insole told alone.

"Now - Typhek. Make some use of that black sweet stained snout of yours and start sniffing your Empress's ROYAL sandal~" The Empress grinned, planting her golden sandals into his snout as she took the other sandal and began enjoying it herself.

Typhek looked up to see the Empress's malicious grin, her breasts jiggled a little as she leant down to give the rex a view of her cleavage. Then his world became dark as the golden sandal insole was forced into his snout. Millions of years of worn insole as he could smell the feminine yet powerful musk of the Empress. His eyes became waterfalls that tear'd little streams, he began to gag as his lungs struggled to hold that potent smell of the worn lizard insole. The once golden insole was more of a dark brownish colour, his snout wedged into it as he felt the damp texture but strong insole as he could admire all of the toe-prints, balls of the paw and the heel as countless souls lay lifeless under the arch of her foot that was printed in the insole. The big powerful rex inhaled lovingly as he took a deep whiff of her insole, even as he gagged and suffocated it was like he felt mesmerized by the enticing musk of her sandal.

"Smells divine does it not?" The Empress grinned down to Typhek, who enjoyed smothering her sandal into his face. This was why she never cleaned them, because it was so ever satisfying enjoying the few little mortals who would one day get to smell and tremble beneath that tantalising musk of the goddess's sandal.

"Y-Yes" Typhek muttered breathlessly, he felt his cool breath absorbed by the hot radiating musk of the sandal he sniffed. He could tell they've never been washed, as the golden sandal around the insole was pristine, but the insole itself was completely damp and worn.

The Empress sniggered as she locked eyes with Typhek, making sure he got a good sight of her sniffing her own insole lovingly and narcissistically. She did not care what would happen to him, except that he got the rightful reward he deserved for serving beneath her feet like the loyal insect he was. "That's good..." She growled, as she closed her eyes and took a long and loving sniff of her sandal as she opened her eyes and looked down to see Typhek pressing his snout and closing his eyes as well into her sandal insole. "That's good, be sure to give in to my sandal insole.... Feel their musk melt your mind and whisk your breath away." The Empress sniggered as she bit down on her lower lip arousingly. The Empress squirmed on her throne as she adjusted her posture with her ass cheeks. Then a cruel and deliciously sadistic idea came to her head. She looked down to Typhek, eagerly sniffing away at her worn musky sandal insole.

She did not care about him, nor anyone else for that matter. Though she was more eager to have fun and experiment. So with her sharp claw-nail, she cut the sandal toe-strap in half.

"Typhek, look at what you've done to my strap!" She gasped sarcastically, only lightly pretending to fake her mere shock that Typhek could do such a thing.

Without realizing what she was talking about, Typhek opened his eyes and then sat back in shock as he saw the displeased face of his Empress, and that the sandal she held up had a broken strap on it. "M-My Empress I---"

"Shut up you little useless piece of trash!" As she stood up and planted her foot firmly onto his face, grinding her sweaty leathery sole into his cheek as she felt his head crack. "I leave you to sniff my divine footwear for five minutes and look at what you've done!" She grinned, even though Typhek had no idea how it happened. She had immense pleasure in what she was about to do.

"E-Empress, I never broke your sandal toe-strap! I Prom--" As Typhek grunted in muffled pain as the females firm foot stomped down onto his face.

"Seeing as you've just ruined these ancient relics of mine, that have seen countless civilisations and worlds squashed underneath them and into them. You're gonna be a useful little morsel and serve me beyond your mortal form..." with a snap of a finger, Typhek watched as the world began to grow around him. He watched as the gigantic fingers of the Empress plucked him and dropped him into her pair of sandals, only then he realized that both the straps of her sandals were ruined. And that the Empress had wanted to toy with him. Despite the world growing around him, Typhek began to realize he was losing control of his body. He looked down and saw his form sinking into the worn musky sandal insoles of the Empress as he began to roar out angrily and defiantly. The process took seconds and was painless for Typhek. As he became the Lizard Empress's new footwear.

"Comfy down there hmmm?" She slithered her forked tongue teasingly.

Typhek felt his body expand as he looked up to the skies from the ground. He felt his body absorbed into the pair of Empress sandals as the taste of musk, gore and dirt flooded his senses. His body felt sore and weak as Typhek was transformed into the Empress sandals. The broken toe-straps formed anew as the Empress wiggled her toes and caught the strap in between. The toe-strap acting as a tongue as Typhek could taste her very potent musk and salty sweet. The rex finished transforming as he tried to writhe in panic, it only served to amuse the Empress as she sniggered and watched her little sandal vibrate. The big muscular rex transformed into nothing more than royal footwear for his Goddess as he saw her stand over him menacingly. Lifting up her ebony sole and wiggling her thick toes, before gently lowering them and smothering him into darkness. With one sandal worn, the Empress slowly smothered her sweaty foot onto the other sandal and blocked Typhek's other half of his vision.

"I bet you're starting to feel real comfy down there huh?" The Empress sniggered as she drummed her toes across her soul-embedded sandals. The gigantic ebony lizard pressed her feet and let the small rex feel the power and size of his empress pressing down onto him.

Typhek grunted and felt the sweaty feminine thick soles of the Empress smear into him, his foam-like body absorbing all of that sweat and dirt as he swallowed and tasted all of the remains of the humans and dirt. Typhek tried to speak but all that ushered out was a muffle underneath the ebony foot claws.

"Let's go for a walk my little rex wear!" The Empress smiled, as she began to casually walk out of her throne room and onto her steps. She looked over the vast reach of her city, expanding all the way to the horizon as her glorious capital city thrived with life. She snapped her fingers and with that several small lizards came scampering up to her. Even their steps sounded like thooms to Typhek as he was suffocated in the musky ebony darkness of his Empress's paws.

"Men, gather up my army. I want them gathered here in five minutes" The Empress spoke with a cold tone. "They better be here by the time I reach down my flight of stairs little lizards, otherwise you'll be my next meal".

"Y-Yes my Empress" Both of the terrified lizards resounded in unison, as they both scampered off to the various regions of the city to gather her army.

Meanwhile, "Enjoying it down there?" She slithered as the Empress idly walked down the stairs.

The heat of the sun baring down on her ebony scales at Typhek felt the searing heat make her feet sweat even more as he drowned in it. Bathed in it. Yet could not escape his torment as being her personal footwear. The open air helped with swaying off the musk, but what was about to happen would surprise Typhek. And those within the city below.

"M-My Empress!" One of the lizards whimpered, bowing to her fully as legions of soldiers gathered in formation in front of her. The Empress just reached the bottom of her steps as the other lizard - out of breath muttered "Your Highness, Your men-AAH!" as the Empress pointed at him and in her single fingertip, a flame spewed that incinerated him alive.

"You were late" She chuckled as she enjoyed watching him melt alive. "Now for the rest of you..."

She began, speaking casually over the short but abrupt screams of the lizard as he fell to the ground lifeless and charred. The Empress showing little care as she walked to the front of the army that stood in formation, "Each one of you are insignificant, weak, pathetic, while you have conquered vast lands in my name. You are now redundant, irrelevant, nothing but dirt to me".

She then picked up one of her sandals, giving it a loving sniff as she whispered "Enjoy your reward, little Typhek" as she then put her sandal back on. The soldiers stood still, their eyes darted to one another while some looked visibly confused. Was that it? Now that she had the lands, she will sack us?" Some of her thousands of soldiers thought. Until...

They saw a sinister smirk crawl across the Empress's features, she snapped her fingers and suddenly she began growing. The euphoria that crept through her body made her moan lightly as her eyes were fixed on the thousands of little men below as they sat in formation. "That's all you are to me...Dirt. To be nicely molded beneath my feet, while some of you are merely bugs that will chirp as I crush you nicely beneath my divine soles!" She laughed as the Empress grew, she grew tens of feet at a time. The surrounding buildings began to shrink around her as she ascended towards the clouds above. While her glamorous clothing grew with her, so did the Empress's sandals. Typhek felt only a drop of power that the Empress used, and yet it was every bit mesmerizing as her musk was. The Empress was so enthralled during the growth process, she was completely unaware that she crushed hundreds of soldiers beneath her sandals. The Empress felt their bodies pop as much as Typhek has their screams went silent.

"Look at how small you are now..." She cooed, the Empress stood tall over all the buildings in the city. They barely reached her ankles as she grinned at the army below that formed a nice line for her to walk over. "Now stay there!" Her soft feminine voice boomed, her voice ruptured the atmosphere for miles as she began to casually walk through the city. Every step she took squashed hundreds of soldiers as she laughed with a cruel grin. The Empress peeking past her large breasts as her shining golden armour glimmered from the sun. She did not care about her army in the slightest, their cries and pleas for help went unnoticed as she would occasionally look down to check that they were still fleeing. The Empress felt all of their bones crunch, their guts pop and felt bodies smear all over her sandals as Typhek vibrated harshly against her gigantic ebony paws. Massaging them as she knew he would feel every human personally pop against his body. "What a glorious reward is it not my little rex?" The Empress grinned, she continued walking down the same street as she snapped her fingers, making sure to block off every exit so all of her men were packed nicely. The Empress looked briefly behind her and admired the view, gory sandal-treads dug deeply into the earth. Several meters deep laid hundreds of lifeless bodies, many became red smears from the pressure, while hundreds of thousands laid lifeless on the sandal.

"You critters make such a mess..." The Empress sighed, rolling her eyes and inspecting the underside of her sandal as she saw all those little stains. "You." As she stomped onto a few thousand, "are" as she took a second step into another crowd, "all bugs!" as she took a final step and wiped out the last of her own army under her sandals as they tried to flee through the main gates. "Phew, that was a lot of fun!" The Empress chuckled, laughing cutely at all of those millions of stains as her entire army perished underfoot within minutes. She shrugged her shoulders and sighed, "I thought you bugs would last a little longer, oh well" she did without the faintest amount of care in her voice. She did not care that her entire army was wiped out, at least they were now useful for something.

She looked over at the rest of her city, smirking as she looked over the miles long street that was adorned with gory sandal prints with all of those little men in them, plastered by their powerful empress who did not even care for them, and walked over them without giving them a moments notice.

For Typhek, it was the best few minutes he ever had. Every step was cataclysmic. Chunks of buildings flew from the force of her step, each step taking up the entire street as he could feel her paws sweat even more from the stroll. The musk making him even more enticed as he began to flee thousands of his soldiers crushed onto his back. Lakes of gore in the shape of sandal prints were left, he could hear every cry for help and begging, and when they were snuffed out - He shuddered in delight.

The Empress stood over her entire city at her magnificent height. All those that looked upon their Empress from the rest of the untouched city began to flee and cry out in shock as she slithered her tongue and began to grow even more with a vicious grin. "You have all served your Empress well, now you will all die just to please me" she said with a cold stern tone. The gigantic ebony lizard did not care at all about her city, if anything it grew outside of her influence while she was out conquering lands. She thought to herself, why not make use of these little pests and have fun with them!

The people began to flee as their Empress continued to grow larger and larger. Her feet became a wall of death as they grew and crushed anything in their path. Her toes pushing over buildings with ease as tens of thousands were snuffed out in the growth of their Empress. The large evil lizard grew ever closer to the cloudline, a puff of steam from her maw blowing them away as the cries of her people below became distant. The city began to shrink even more as it started to look like gravel under her step, a nice delicate crunch sound erupted every time she twisted her sandals into the city. Undoubtedly ending hundreds of thousands as even the tallest buildings only reached her ankles. Her majesty stood proudly over her city, and yet her disdain for it grew even more as she realized how insignificant all of them mortals were to her. They really were just little insects to her, even more so as they looked like ants scurrying around her sandals. "Look at how pathetic you all are, time to grind you into the dirt where you belong!" She said with a joyful tone, yet she made no attempt to hide her disgust and disdain for all of those screeching little vermin below. Every step she made shattered the earth beneath it, cracks formed as buildings and people alike fell into them. Her monolithic step created sandal imprints that dug tens of meters into the Earth. Those that fled fought to keep their balance as she casually stepped all over her people. "This is why it is so much to be royalty. To keep you lower-class peasants in your place. Beneath my feet!" She chuckled, hearing the cries of hundreds of thousands as her sandals became adorned with unfathomable amounts of little blotches of gore. The city was slowly pulverised, crushed, and millions were stepped on and stomped without a moment's hesitation from their divine ruler.

"It's lovely to remind the peasants of their place beneath royalty like us is it not Typhek?" She grinned, drumming her toes along her sandal insoles just to tease the little sandal rex who must of enjoyed the visual view of his aroused Empress asserting her upper-class snobbery and attitude to those exposible commoners below.

The Empress slowly slipped off her paws from her sandals, casually gliding her soles across the city as millions perished in mere moments. She ignored their screams, the Empress had no time or care for such insignificant insects. The female lizard enjoyed feeling all of those bodies pop agasin't her naked sole, she drenched her people in her sweat as she pinned a few million beneath her musky sole. "That's it...just take it all in and die..." She cooed lustfully, as the empress felt all of those bodies writhe and squirm into her soft leathery thick black paw. They gagged and begged but their suffering ended quickly, most had already suffocated to death on the musk of her paws as she shrugged her shoulders and scoffed, "Pathetic". Pressing down her weight as she felt them all pop in unison, sending an orgasmic feeling of power through her veins as she continued to sweep her paws across the city.

Tens of buildings fell with a delightful crunch as all those inside met their demise instantly.

Lakes of blood and gore littered the city as gigantic paw-prints and sandal prints now terraformed the surrounding landscape. Only a single crowd remains, still a few million by what she counted. "Now let's keep you all as pets!" The Empress smiled, as she put on her rex sandals again and began scooping up the millions of survivors into her sandal insoles. She gave them all small shake as all of the micros spread all over the gigantic sandal insoles. The dark brown musky and sweaty sandal insole was like another planet to the micros, they struggled to breath as then the gigantic paw above lowered down onto them. Those in the flops only glimpsing the grin of the Empress as a choir of millions cried out as she smothered them into her insole for her rex to enjoy.

Typhek meanwhile felt everybody pop against him, screams replaced by the raining rubble and crunch as everything beneath his Empress's soles was flattened in an instant. The warm blood and entrails barely a little speck compared to the gigantic footwear of the Empress, which spanned miles out in every direction. As she casually and care-free stepped on her own people, he realized that they had all lived under the feet of a Goddess. Who merely toyed with the mortals that served her. Though how long you survived depended on how long amused her.

Even when he was soul-bound to her sandals, Typhek felt the amount of power she controlled, and barely used a drop of it in the vast ocean of power she could truly use to torment the mortals beneath her feet. Her ebony soles stained him even more as they worked out in the heat of the sun, Typhek felt all of those millions pressed into him. One by one they popped and he loved every moment of it. The sight of her soles slowly compressing them, making them suffocate and beg. Just to turn them into paste at the last moment, their last sight filled with her musky gory ebony sole or the gore-stained sweat-stained insole of her sandals. Best of all, he could taste the mixture of blood, sweat and the sweet smell of musk that came from the Goddess soles.

Up above, the Empress smiled as she stretched her arms and yawned. Ignoring the cataclysmic destruction she caused to her own city as it was a death zone. Not a single soul stirred as the previously thriving city an hour before was nothing more than a field of paw-prints and sandal-prints created by their royalty. Who walked over them without a care, and had the most fun she had ever experienced while doing so. The Empress looked down past her large breasts and placed her fists at her waist, "Have fun my little insole rex hmm?". She looked at him and then chuckled, "Whoops. I guess I forgot you could not talk with my paws in your face, tsk tsk!".

The Empress placed a toe over her temple, and then refrained from doing so. The building was rather beautiful after all, and was the only building that actually suited her tastes. Royal, above and imposing over the rest of the land beneath it. She snapped her fingers as she began to shrink back down to her normal size.

The Empress really got to admire and respect herself as even at 15ft, she could see how far and wide her imprints spread. Even at their size the paw-prints stretched to the horizon. She began walking back up the flight of stairs that led to her temple, several of her lizards begged for her help as she crushed their skulls into paste. Not breaking stride or even making eye contact as their skulls crunched and collapsed which caused her to emit a satisfied lizard-like growl.

"Now...Let's get you changed back to your normal-self Typhek" The Empress smiled, she stepped off her sandals and with a snap of her finger, a light formed from the sandals as Typhek became mortal once more. While her sandals were completely fine and unbroken from Typhek's soul being siphoned out of them.

"M-My Empress.." Typhek sputtered, "That was the most glorious and greatest honour I've ever had". The Empress smiled as she could smell the stench of her musk all over him, his scales were a lot more damp from her paw-sweat, and his body was bruised from all of her weight it had to endure.

"I'm surprised you're still in one piece, Captain, now follow me back to my throne" She gestured with her long manicured claw-tips as Typhek walked beside her. "But that is why you're my captain after all." She then paused and looked at him in the eyes and teased, "It must of felt great huh? Feeling all of your soldiers, your army, crumble beneath my feet".

Typhek looked back to her, looking at her paws and then back to her eyes while answering coldly, "I would sacrifice them all again even if it would please you for another moment my queen. Specks like them belong under your feet."

The two continued to walk, without realizing that tens of thousands of their servants at the throne room was shrunken down from the Empress earlier on. Her power radiating a side-effect that would shrink all those around her too. The two completely unaware that they squashed all their servants into the cold hard ground as the Empress snapped her fingers and sat on her throne. "Servants!" She angrily called out. Then she looked behind Typhek and noticed all of that blood and gore that followed, their foot-steps bloody as she could see that they just walked through a sea of her servants without realizing. She laughed and shrugged her shoulders, "Oh well. They served their purpose".

Typhek looked slightly confused, still unaware of the tens of thousands he pulverised under his dinosaur soles as he looked up to the Ebony Empress who sat back down on her throne.

The Empress looked down at Typhek, folding one leg over the other as she showed off her gore-stained ebony soles. With a claw, she shrunk Typhek back down to a small speck inside of her sandal as she hovered her foot over him. "Now, worship your Empresss~" She hissed, she felt more horny and aroused as the little rex pressed his small body up into her scaly soles. His muscular frame weak and puny compared to the weight of even a toe, she rumbled in delight as she felt his tongue glide across her soles. She watched him from between her thick black toes as his eyes closed, and she picked him up from between her toes, clenching her toes on either side of his head just to force him to sniff all that musk up from her city crushing workout. The Empress watched as he suffocated while she dangled him from her risen paw, then she dropped him back to the sandal insole and grinned. "Go on Typhek, I know how much you really want to pamper my paws!" As she pressed both of her big soles into him. Smothering him and sandwiching him between the two feminine but incredibly thick paws. He lapped away and worshipped her worn out soles, kissing them, smooching them, rubbing his claws and body over her feet in order to please her. It was nice to see one little speck enjoy her soles, though she envied Typhek. Only that he is worshipping the greatest soles this world had ever known, getting to taste all that death and destruction. Savouring it, all the while she laid back and enjoyed the tender pampering and massaging her soles got.

She leaned down from her throne, her armor clanking as Typhek saw a nice clevage view past the sweaty reptilian toes, her eyes locked onto his lustfully as she muttered, "Are you loyal to your Empress?"

Typhek looked up to her and nodded, "Of course I am your Empress..." as he squeezed a toe and smooched the toe-pad.

"Even in death?" She grinned, pressing a toe onto his soft skull.

"Even in death!" He said in a muffled tone underneath her toe.

"Good!" She smirked, as she rolled her black paw over him, rubbing it along the entirety of his body as sweat and musk smeared all over him. Pressing him into the dirty sandal insole as she pressed down and in an instant, snuffed out the small rex. His remains flattened into a nice lubricant for her as the soft pool of blood joined the many smears and specks of filth on her big powerful soles. Typhek's smashed body unrecognizable compared to the rest of the insects that remained on her big feet.

"So weak. Such a shame" The Empress muttered as she laid back on her throne and looked out to her throne room. Her sandals which were nicely placed by her for her rex, then the trail of squished specks that led to the outside world. "Though..." She sniggered, still feeling in the mood to punish the rex. One death was not enough for him. The Empress snapped her fingers and Typhek reformed, with his memories intact as he jumped in shock and slowly started to backtrack away from her.

"W-What did you just do?"

The Empress stood up and leant down to pick up the rex, "Ready for round 2?". Before Typhek could even reject, she plucked him by his tail and dangled him high into the air. His small size cannot match for her gargantuan form. The Empress opened her maw wide and gave the rex a nice view of it. Her slender forked tongue thrashing as he could smell her breath washing over him.

Then the Empress slowly lowered him, her eyes looking past her snout as they locked onto his terrified eyes. Then she let go of his tail and trapped her maw shut around the small rex. She rumbled delightfully as he squirmed inside of her, her tongue tasting him as the soft tongue wrestled with it's meal. She knocked back her head and decided to let the little critter digest alive, to let him feel the slow agonizing death of digestion in her belly. The Empress sat back down and relaxed, rumbling as she rubbed her stomach and felt the rex glide his way down until he was in her stomach. Melting alive by the acids of her stomach. She gave a small little burp as a few of his bones flew out from her maw.

"And again..." She said in a soft moan as she stood up. This time she snapped her fingers and Typhek appeared on her throne, looking up at her huge ass as it wiggled teasingly at him. "Now you're going to remain loyal for your Empress, and squirm beneath my ass little reptile. Got it?"

She grinned, Typhek roared out in protest but she casually sat down and felt the little shrinked rex squirm under her booty.

Typhek was treated to the view of her beautiful rear, two voluptuous ass cheeks and a gigantic tail. Though once she slowly sat down on him, all the light was blocked out and he was left with nothing but to fight for his survival, but squirming for her and giving in to her.

"Good boy, now...just give up. Let yourself become a nice stain - a nice tattoo on my nice thick ass little rex~" She slithered as she groped her large breasts in arousal. The rex's body quickly gave way as it smushed nicely under her big booty. The rex briefly getting smothered between those two black scaly ass cheeks as his body popped delightfully and send a cruel sadistic but euphoric surge through the Empress's veins. The thought of popping him delightfully beneath her added the extra humiliation that he was nothing but a plaything for her. Yet she did enjoy his company more than any other mortal. Even if it meant he had to died several dies for that to happen.

The Lizard empress snapped her finger and adjusted her ass as she smashed the remains onto her cheeks. The little rex appeared once more, but this time, he was right between her feet where she sat down ever so comfortably. "You have proven yourself more loyal than the others, so now you will get your ultimate reward. You will become something far better than anything of this world" The Empress spoke, the gigantic female lifted her foot into the air, giving the little rex no time to react as he saw all of those insects squashed on her sole, a moment later she stomped the rex nice and flat. His remains splattered in every direction underneath her foot as she twisted and grinded her foot onto him nicely. "Through your loyalty, through death, you have earned your rightful place with me. Little Morsel, you will become something greater..." As her claw started to tighten and Typhek's soul began to rise up, the Empress leant down and opened her maw wide. Sucking his soul in like a vacuum as it was swallowed hole. Her entire body shook for a moment as she felt his soul reinvigorate her. The little rex could now feel every single thing she did, he could feel her power, the limits of it, and even talk to her conscious. As she licked her lips and finished digesting his soul, she sat back down in the throne room full of gore. In a city laid waste, and an army squashed under her heel like a nuisance.

"My Empress?" Typhek asked the Empress.

"Yes my little rex?" She spoke normally as she leant back on her throne and relaxed amongst the death and destruction of millions.

"What about the enemy? What about their armies? They will conquer the remains of this city and take everything back."

The Empress roared with laughter, snapping her fingers as she summoned a portal and dangled her foot through it. Stomping on an entire army that marched towards her within a second.

Millions perished underneath her foot as she brought her gore-stained sole from the portal and rested it on her sandals. Not even caring that an entire continent was just flattened under her musky black paw. "I am a goddess, little rex. You mortals saw me as an Empress, but I am far more. Far greater than anything this planet has ever seen. Let the pathetic mortals come, we could do with some more toys to play with after all ..."

title: Warrior From Another World aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Adam0800] id: [40189437] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:38:35 上午 modified: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:31 上午

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Warrior From Another World

Author: Adam0800 Source: Warrior From Another World.

A swirling portal began to form above the denizens of a city. Black and purple mist formed around the gigantic portal that was miles tall and wide. Static shocks were sent across the countryside nearby as the land underneath the portal was scorched. Furs and humans alike from the city below pointed and gasped, news helicopters and the military sprung into action.

The world held its breath, live feed of the footage quickly formed on the internet and around television sets for what was about to come through the portal.

"I'll make sure to have some fun" A voice thoomed from the portal, a deep heavy voice, low pitched and gluttonal. Raspy and spoken with absolute confidence and power.

Without warning, the millions of souls that watched the portal began to scream, a gigantic scaly foot slowly emerged from the portal. As if it was aiming at the city, or savouring the moment. As it came down crashing down onto the city. In a single heartbeat, millions of lives were ended as the titan figure casually stepped out of the portal. The bodies of many perished as the entire city was instantly pulverised, the landscape for miles around terraformed into a gigantic foot-print decorated with rubble and squashed vehicles. Any military intervention proved fruitless as tens of tanks, jets and anti-air ballistars exploded without even stirring the gargauntaun's attention being spurred. The second city some miles away met the same fate as the first, their screams and begging for mercy met with another black sole of the saurian who brought his another foot down onto them. The giant reptile all too unaware of the tens of millions of lives he had already squashed underfoot. His toes flexed with glee as they felt the earth crumble beneath them, crushing any survivors who remained between his thick three toes.

"This looks different" Typhek pondered, "Are they sure they sent me to the right world?" as he rubbed his chin and looked around. Oblivious to the world's peril as they quickly scrambled to get more cameras on the gigantic anthropomorphic tyrannosaurus rex who stood several miles tall. His muscular body flexed in the vast light from the sun, his leathery loin drape swayed as his spiked collar over his wrist and biceps glistened in the light. His shoulder pads ruffled with each step as the giant strolled idly across the land. Debris rained down like meteors from space, huge fireballs that roared with a blaze as buildings crumbled and cities felt like gravel beneath Typhek's step. His plantigrade paws leaving a path of destruction and death behind him, satellites from space could see that he had only taken a few steps, but millions were already trampled beneath the rex's tread.

"It's a lot smaller than I remember...'' Rex rumbled as his toes squished an entire city as he snuffed it out like a cigarette, "...A lot more crunchier too" without paying it any attention, still unaware of his true size compared to the world underneath him.

Those below were met with the black tyrannosaur's soles that blot out the sky, rubble and squashed vehicles rained down as the soles were dirty and rubble covered. The shadow cast from his foot alone dropped the temperature drastically, like those insignificant bugs beneath were in the cold embrace of death itself. It was difficult to notice all of the humans embedded into the sole, but they looked smaller than ants from the city below. The musk of his worn sole combined with sweat drenched those beneath his step as their lungs were filled with the potent and powerful scent of the rex, those trapped in between his toes could not escape their fate as his toes came together, an cruel and evil voice sounding, "What's this?" as millions screamed, too pathetic and insignificant to be heard by the tyrannosaur as they were crushed without his acknowledgement.

The reptilian glanced at his paw as he inspected it briefly, before crunching multiple cities underneath his toes as he concentrated on the sensation of it. These peculiar little grey ant-hills dotted around the landscape crunched unique to anything else he had seen.

This time he inspected his sole as he noticed all of the tiny vehicles, rubble and buildings that crumbled like gravel from his black sole and onto the planet below.

"Ah! So this IS the planet... It looks a lot like our planet" Typhek mused, spotting a gigantic city and cupped it in his white claw. It was bigger than the rest, so it looked a lot more appetising for the saurus than the measly pitiful civilisations the rex had so easily squashed without an ounce of remorse For those in the city, the very foundations of the entire world shook, violent tremours rumbled as massive ebony pillars pierced through the ground, the soil beneath them replaced by a soft leathery palm. Typhek uncaringly brought the city to eye-level with him as he inspected all of the humans and furs who froze in fear, meeting the eyes of the out of world being as the reptilian eye locked onto them like a second sun.

"So this is another Earth!" Typhek sneered, unsurprised but expected a much more vast and impressive civilisation from the humans in 2021. Back on his homeworld, they briefed him that the entire world was one metropolis and the world large enough for the saurians to harvest for resources. The concrete settlements and the entire world, was so small and insignificant. This planet did not even appear to acknowledge other life outside of it. Typhek deeply growled as his snarling white fangs appeared, his breath washing over the sizable city as windows shattered and some humans were sent flying to their death as they fell from the palm.

"So this is what happens when us dinosaurs are wiped out, replaced by humans just like they said. I'm a warrior in my world, here? I'm a god. That walks over humanity, an entire species like they are leaves that merely crunch beneath my feet!" He rumbled softly, lifting up his palm he cupped the palm towards his gaping maw. The thick tongue slithered out from his razor sharp rows of fangs as his beady eyes narrowed down onto its prey.

"Let's see how you all taste!" he slithered. The city was treated to the breath of the masculine rex, buildings and millions of people tumbled down into the gaping chasm of the maw as the claw tilted towards the maw. The tongue acting like a slippery trampoline as they went down it like a slide and towards the back of the gaping gullet. All of them lives tumbling in and doused with saliva as they felt his thick taste buds on his tongue, though that was not enough to grip onto as they fell in all the more. Their cries and pleads silenced in moments as the entire city was gone. The rex snacked on them like sweets while licking his slips, gulping them down as the tyrannosaurus rex used a single index finger and massaged the city-sized bulge that went down his throat like a greedy meal. The thought of all them little specks going down his maw was arousing to the saurian, especially because he could faintly hear all of them scream and beg to their god for mercy as they went down his gullet. Only to become calories to burn for the large masculine rex. His thick tail swayed softly behind him as he enjoyed slobbering and savouring on the last few remnants of the insignificant city.

"This planet is also a lot smaller than ours too. Too bad, you pathetic species got what you deserved after all. To be trampled beneath us saurians just like we intended." Typhek mused, "While I'm only sent to 'inspect' humanity, no one said 'How' " he grinned with a lick of his lips and a devilish stare towards the planet that yearned out in pain and tried to contain his hefty weight.

Suddenly the miles tall tyrannosaur felt his body surge in power, veins protruded along his biceps as he and a gasp of pleasure escaped his maw. The rex felt his body grow even bigger, his toes carving through the world as mountains were nothing but tiny dirt hills, hundreds of millions were buried beneath the black soles of the dinosaur as his toes flexed and tapped on the planet, creating a large foot-print miles deep into the Earth. The world that had known 'Europe', saw it smeared away beneath the gargantuan paws of the rex. Who did not seem to care at all, they were all too insignificant to catch his attention. The saurus kept his posture and composure. As he began to slowly kneel down to take a seat, grinning over behind his shoulder as multiple cities saw the large rounded butt of the t-rex coming down to them, the nicely round and bubble ass of the t-rex came down without remorse. Typhek wiggled his ass playfully to make sure they were all nicely cemented into his scales, as he folded his right leg and inspected his paw. Majority of Western Europe was now buried beneath the ass of the tyrannosaur.

"My my. My foot looks magnificent" He smirked, pressing his thumb into all of the embedded bodies and vehicles that were wedged into the black sole. "I wonder..." Typhek smiled, leaning down to press his black snout into his sole, taking a deep whiff of his own sole as he could feel the musk in his lungs, his eyes watering and even causing him to gag, but the smell was magnificent and mind-numbing. Even to him. "They smell just as great as they look, lucky insects!" Typhek chuckled, then he saw another city in arms-reach, plucked it without showing it any attention, "I bet you would all like to take a closer look too huh? It's an honour after all to admire your god's sole". Even though Typhek heard their screams and thoroughly enjoyed them, he could not deny his body shuddered with sadistic glee as he then muffled all their screams by pressing his claw into the thick soft scales of his foot. While hundreds of buildings crumbled into the soft, musky and sweaty sole of the reptile, he could feel the life of those millions of humans and furs struggling and squirming into his sole.

"That's it... " He grinned down past his muscular pectorals, "Squirm into my divine paws".

The rex kept a playful sadistic grin, keeping himself composed all the while watching as his thumbs pressed over and smeared the buildings into the soles, his reptilian eyes peered down at those who were still squirming into his ebony black soles, their world replaced by the fruitful orange and red eyes of the rex who enjoyed watching them take their last breaths of his musky paw. On one side was the abyss of the black sole, the other, the reptilian eyes which watched with glee as the humans shook and screamed at the eye that looked like the size of the moon itself.

The rex leaned down further, sniffing his sole from the heel to the balls, then slowly began to slurp up the arch, tasting the micros and rubble alike as he muttered, "My soles look and smell so divine, ending worlds and civilisations beneath them, I could get used to trampling out my enemies like this". The delicate taste of sweat, musk combined to give a mind numbing taste.

The world watched the thick rex smooch and lick his own foot. Seeing how gigantic he was, the rex saw no need to torment the micros with worshipping his paws, after all, they were so small he would hardly notice them, and hardly worthy. Especially as his steps alone wiped out most of Europe in a few steps without him even acknowledging their pathetic existence in the first place.

The miserable human race and their furred friends fell under the scaly soles of their gargantuan invader, who did not care for them, other than making this trip through the portal worthwhile.

"You lucky meatfucks get to enjoy my divine scales in all of their glory. Though you're small and insignificant, there is one use you all have..." The rex smirked, as he began to walk through Europe to the US, leaving behind a gigantic crater of where his ass was and several foot-steps behind. The leathery drape that covered the rex's member could no longer mask just how aroused he was from all of the casual rampaging and destruction of the mortals beneath him.

The ocean came up to his inner-thigh as he walked, waves crashed with a thunderous roar into his figure as the US fleet began to assemble towards the horny rex. The rex paid them no attention, not even averting his attention to them as his gigantic semi-hard cock carved a passage straight through the fleet, his throbbing cock crushed with its sheer size and weight. A few ships survived, but were pulled towards and underneath the enormous scaly orbs of the rex.

He smugly grinned as he beady eyes darted downwards, noticing the oddly arousing position they were in, he slowly sat his balls down on top of tens of thousands of sailors, and a hundred ships. Aircraft carriers and destroyers as well as smaller military boats sank beneath the enormous balls of the rex, unable to handle the weight of the gigantic sacs as they drowned while squirming underneath the orbs of the tyrant god above. Their fight to breath elevated even more by the ocean as his cock throbbed and some pre-cum sank a few ships as it fired like a cannon from his cock.

"Mmm... So weak" The rex purred, now not allowing his gaze to be diverted from the horizon ahead as he felt the warmth of the explosions below gently caress his worn balls. The sailors that still remains witnessed the destruction the god caused, merely by wading through the ocean like the shallow end of a swimming pool, his huge cock and his hefty orbs destroyed their fleet without any effort. The sight of the throbbing cock shook terror into all, while others tried to dive overboard to escape their inevitable fate. All of it was fruitless as the rex continued ahead, not giving a second thought to the US fleet who greeted him, and left behind nothing but rubble and debris floating in the middle of the ocean, their existence sinking to the depths of the ocean as the world watched it's impending doom grow even bigger. The resulting growth smothered the rest beneath his balls as his urethra cock-vored some ships as they vanished into the gaping urethra.

On the US Coast, civilians and tourists and everyone alike was relaxing on the hot beautiful day.

The crystal clear waters splashed onto the grainy sands of the beach as the sun began to fade away. Many faces looked up confused at why the sun was blotting out, and to their surprise, a gigantic silhouette figure in the distance appeared. Thoom...Thoom....THOOM, the tyrants step sounded as he approached. All the beach-goers unaware of the news televised as they sunbathed or sat drinking beers. The earth beneath the figures feet cracked as magma seeped out. He was unaware of it before, but he began to feel the warmth of it caressing his soles, and removing any of them disgusting humans and the hundreds of buildings and thousands of vehicles from his paws. Crowds cried out for mercy as the tyrant casually swayed his arms, fixed in place as if he was marching towards them, his gaze fixed on the lands ahead, ignoring the beach full of crowds who were ashore and stomped on without any mercy. They were so small and insignificant to him that they were barely worth a moment of his time. Though he felt the sadistic glee flare inside of him as he casually wiggled a toe, and glided it along the entirety of the coast line, "Tourists would pay to see this attraction, but you get to enjoy it first hand."

Typhek teased, feeling the humans and sand grinded away beneath his toe. He was sure to make short work as the entire coast-like was replaced with a single long crater that matched a single toe from the dinosaur. The rex smeared a city nearby just for good measure as he made his way in-land, though something caught his lusty eyes.

"What's that?" The rex mused, his semi-hard cock throbbed as he peered down for a moment onto a large city before stomping it flat, "Pathetic little fuckers" he roared lightly as he felt his cock throb in amusement at that. Though right next to that city, there was a huge harbour that carried many little cruisers, ships and fleets, all gathered nicely in one place. Whether it was for the evacuations attempts to flee him, he did not know, nor did he care.

With a single finger, he plucked up the tens of cruisers and ships, kneeling down and inspecting them as he felt his cock-head rest over a city, demolishing it with it's growth as he gave a quick grin and cock-slapped the city, letting his growing erection destroy the rest. "Where are all of you going? A warrior from another world has come to greet you, and you all attempt to flee, why, what spineless little meat sacs you all are. Here, let me teach you a lesson in manners and respect". He knew that to them he was a god, here to bring the end-times to them. While that amused him without no end, he also needed to jerk off, he was pent-up from his duties as a warrior for his world, that he never got the down-time needed. In fact, this was as much a vacation break for him as it was for his enemies back in his world, or those little bugs below who were face to face with his gaping urethra and help him jack off.

"Enjoy the trip down my huge cock you worthless beings" He snarled, he felt a flare of disgust for how weak and pitiful they were, he could imagine the view they got of his huge cock and how it was bigger than mountains.How the humans had to look up at the saurian who stood above with his chiseled muscles like a ruler who stepped on gods for a living. His index finger pressed them into his urethra, his cock-tip throbbed and he felt all of those bodies wiggle and squirm down the length of his shaft, sending a wave of euphoria down his body as he shuddered, "Yes, squirm for me little ones". He had no need to prove his divine authority over them, or to tell them he was a god.

They already knew it.

His behaviour and composure would show that well, as well as being a horny warrior from another realm. His balls bulked bigger as he felt them add to the mass, little figures appeared from the orbs briefly before they vanished inside. The ships crumbled apart like crumbs from a biscuit as they fell into the gaping black urethra, ships snapped in half as they were all greedily grammed into the giant dinosaur cock. The rex jerked off his shaft as he felt it stiffen in his

grasp, pumping his cock as he witnessed another harbour nearby, this time he looked at the city behind it and picked all of them up on his index finger. He smiled down at them and their ignorance, unaware of what he was about to do. The rex began to lay down across the entirety of the US Coast, the entire US and Brazilian coast taken up by the gargantuan reptile as he looked musingly down at the millions he greedily picked up in the index of his finger.

"Time for you tourists to see another sight worth dying for!" He teased, as his legs were spread and he gently lowered them towards his sphincter, his bubble ass bounced and jiggled on all the helpless souls beneath them, those on the finger could only see the scaly ass as his the finger pressed them in, millions squirmed and screamed as they were silenced and drowned out by the rex lustfully growling out loud. Who focused more on feeling every single sensation of anal voring as they rubbed every pleasurable nerve inside his rump.

Unexpectedly, the tyrant was so greedy that multiple cruisers got stuck around his sphincter, which gave him a fun idea. "Not gonna play nice huh? Well that's a shame, neither will I" as he then began to squeeze, he felt the ships slowly descend into the sphincter as his pucker tightened, those tourists inside watched the light from the world outside fade as the scaly orifice began swallowing them whole. Until the rex smugly remarked, "Now die..." as he squeezed his sphincter and crashed tens of ships. The loud metallic breaking and screeching was barely audible for the giant. Even when they stretched his ass, the warrior was too greedy to let them get away. He felt the ships weakly snap, falling from his sphincter in a rain of rubble, the rest of the remains were sucked into his ass where all the squirming humans and fleets of ships would suffer nicely as they vanished from the world. His muscles flexed at the sheer euphoria he experienced anal voring all of them millions of lives, so insignificant that when he began to stand up, he noticed that most of the Western world's coast was destroyed by his sheer size, giant cock craters, twin craters from his sacks, and his foot-prints decorated the lands as he was completely oblivious to the destruction around him while he focused on his little kinky fun with the sturdy ships of this version of Earth. Simply sprawling across this planet wiped out most of humanity. "Pathetic" Typhek smirked as he imagined decimating the world of the rest just as idly.

Though that did not satisfy the Tyrant enough, he felt his entire body grow even bigger than before. His gargantuan body grew even bigger as his muscles flexed and they bulged out ever wider than before. The titan stood at ten miles tall, if he grew any bigger at this point he would begin to suffocate. But he knew exactly what would make him cum, the rex knelt down onto his knees, blanketing the entirety of the North American Continent with his new size. His massive erection towered over both the US and Canada as the rex pumped it with glee, anticipating all of the hundreds of millions of lives that he was about to crush beneath his cock. His claw stroked along his length as he felt his cock grow bigger, capable of fucking continents as both scaly claws began stroking along his length as he was edging himself closer, he liked to imagine billions would die to his cock as he concentrated on all the miniscule sounds the humans and furs made below. He focused on them intently as he then heard all of their cries, they were faint, but with his keen hearing it was enough to get him off. He felt his cock become rock hard as he smugly grinned, "Let's see if an entire continent can handle me.." as he pressed his index finger onto his cock-tip and crushed North America beneath his cock. His hefty foreskin and veiny thick rex cock landed with a thoom, hundreds of millions of lives snuffed out as the green lands below turned to dirt, he felt all of their cries sound out in unison as he felt all their bodies vanish underneath the gargantuan monster cock. "Hurrr...I guess not..." He rumbled as he began to fuck the land, anyone who would of survived would no longer as the rex gave a few cocky and deliberate thrusts, roaring out with such powerful that would make the whole world tremble as he began to blow his load, "RRRRRRRRROAR! TIME FOR ALL OF YOU INSIGNIFICANT LITTLE FUCKS AND YOUR FUCK-PLANET TO MAKE YOUR GOD CUM!".

The lust took over the gigantic rex, his half-lid eyes fluttered with ecstasy as his tongue came out of his maw, the sheer orgasm and pent up load he had been holding overcame him, he did not give a fuck anymore about this world, even if his superiors wanted to only inspect it and the humans. His mission was to inspect it, whether he fucked the world (quite literally) was not out of the question. The rex continued to give a roar that bellowed for the entire galaxy to hear, his thunderous and terrifying roar sounded aloud as he pumped load after load of thick white cum, replacing the crystal clear Pacific Ocean with his semen as most of Asia was flooded with his load. The thick rope of seed inescapable as they would drown in the tsunami of semen he shot.

Thick ropes were shot around the globe as the rex felt his balls slowly deflate, his intense orgasm lasting a minute until his squinting eyes and his muscular arms that wrapped around the planet tightly, loosened, in all of the bliss and excitement, he can quite literally held onto the planet and fucked it raw. The experience was mesmerizing beyond all belief. Even his claws which dug into the ocean, the waves only washed up to his wrist as he felt like the slightest movement or foot-step could end billions of lives. The sense of power, and growth he felt right now, was unparalleled to anything any mortal would ever feel over others.

This was exactly the vacation and down-time the saurus needed from his world, from his superiors. Not being able to jerk off for so long made him even more sadistic and relentless with his arousal, his breath was shallow as he began to regain his composure, sweat glistened along his muscular body as his pectorals flexed. "Fuck, I really need a good wank" He panted as he felt his cock go semi-hard, the cock-tip resting on canada, burying beneath his tip alone so no one survived. This world and portal dimension traveling was the perfect excuse for the saurus to get away from military life, being a soldier it was difficult to get the fun from work, but after today.

He would definitely have to volunteer for more voyages to different planets, after all, if he was able to continue growing in power, he could eventually return to his own world, and harness it for himself once and for all, becoming a new arbiter of death and destruction for the entire known universe and beyond. All it took was a matter of time. For now, he was a scout for his world, but with enough holidays, he will command an army even more powerful than the universe intended.

For now, Typhek stood tall as he looked at the huge giga cock crater he left across North America continent. While South America was all but bulldozed by his soles. The portal was summoned once more, and as Typhek made his way across the portal, he crushed Australia underneath a foot, making short-work of multiple continents as he wiped out Asia shortly afterwards with no effort, levelling entire continents in moments as billions of lives were snuffed out. Africa shortly met their fate all the same as that was crushed underneath a single claw-tip.

Typhek now stood before Europe and the portal that opened up once more, he looked down and sniggered, "Until next time, I'll come back in a few thousand years to have some more fun~" he slithered as he crushed Europe under a single toe grinding it out like a cigarette as he stepped through the portal. Typhek sniggered as he compared his earlier size which was squashing a single city under-toe, now he could crush a continent underneath a single toe and claw-tip if he wanted too. The sheer growth the tyrannosaur experienced alone from the beginning to his rampage to the end, made his rampage all the more exciting. The thoom of his foot-steps and terraforming paw-prints left the world silent as the grave. His thick tail vanishing into the portal shortly afterwards, the rex gave a quick glance to the world he left behind in ruins and his cum, grinning as he marched through the portal and back to his own world The Warrior from another world was gone as quickly as he ventured into that world, Earth was left as a smoldering pile of ruins across the globe and a sea full of cum, Typhek left his mark on the entire world. In only a short time he was able to destroy the majority of humanity and all of it's furs. Only a few were left to tell the tale, but whether it would become myth once more, no one knew. All that the world knew was that it would take thousands of years of peace and recovery before the world would begin to heal from Typhek and his lusty rampage as he returned to his world.

Ready for active duty once more as Typhek sighed with relief as he was finally able to unload and unwind. Though where he will go next, or what dimension, remains entirely a secret.

title: The Leviathan Emerges aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Adam0800] id: [42506375] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 3:40:22 下午

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The Leviathan Emerges

Author: Adam0800 Source: The Leviathan Emerges

Prelude

For hundreds of years, ships across the seven seas have been mysteriously vanishing. Ships seemingly removed from existence all over the world as if plucked away. Entire vessels, crew and all, disappearing from the water without a single trace. Over the past century, this phenomenon began occurring at one location now known as the Bermuda Triangle. As years have passed by, larger and larger ships have vanished; as if a lurking hunger was growing, yearning to feed; that is until today. The odd survivor might tell of a famous sea creature 'The Kraken', some more suspicious sailors would have called him a 'God'. Modern scientists might have guessed natural causes to be the cause of the demise of so many out at sea - even despite old recordings showing ships vanishing in plain sight. Almost as if the world was witnessing a magic trick by nature itself. However, humanity nor the furries that evolved alongside them could have been so far, yet so close to the truth.

He was a leviathan, a sea monster, but he was also nature's creation. With the power this creature wielded, he was the closest thing the planet would look up to as a God. The oldest records date back to a giant shark that swam and tore chunks from large fishing vessels, but as time passed on, the giant shark evolved and grew more anthropomorphic. The Great White evolved seemingly exponentially with the more food he consumed, becoming larger with the sole aim of becoming the absolute apex predator of the planet. The more he devoured, the more sentient his mind became. Absorbing knowledge and energy from the souls of those who he consumed, learning language, strategy, and much of the human world without even setting a foot ashore.

One of the only pieces of evidence of his existence was locked up tight in Fort Knox, nowhere else was deemed safe in America. Even the room the paper was held in had two guards on rotating shifts every few hours, and was under constant 24 hour surveillance.

No one in the world could know he existed. No one in the world should know he existed. That the gargantuan great white shark - who called himself 'Xavier' , would eventually walk upon shore and set his deathly gaze and carnivorous jaws upon humanity who remained safe from him.

That is, however, until now.

Chapter 1: The Arrival Of A God

The tale of the Great White's rampage upon shore starts in the year of 2021, where humanity has enjoyed a long era of peace and prosperity. The furs who evolved alongside humans were seen as equals for the most part, and humans had grown bold as their war vessels and fleets sailed the Shark's domain. Stories began emerging from the US fleet, and even outside, that frigates and large fishing vessels nearby had mysteriously vanished from the water. Though for most nowadays, the old wives tales of massive sea monsters was laughable, dismissible. That was until those same men were laughing as the massive gaping maw of a great white devoured them and their whole ship. The cascading water obscured the view for other ships surrounding them, as a massive black silhouette vanished back into the depths of the ocean. Sailors for miles around shook in fear and panicked what the fuck could swallow a ship as large as that whole. They rocked and swayed as the water vibrated- the whole ocean shaking around them.

They heard the eerie laughter of something below.

They, however, were not laughing anymore.

A few miles away on a beautiful sandy beach, the sunshine down into the crystal clear waters, as beach-goers sunbathed or played beach volleyball amongst themselves. The sounds of cheering, drinking festivities, and wolf-whistles from passing by surfers all made the lifeguard sitting on his perch smile. The job of a lifeguard can often be very boring, uneventful, not to mention dealing with idiots was a part of the job. Though there was something wholesome about supervising a busy beach and not feeling like he had to babysit the adults. His eyes peered at the surfers out at sea as they rode the tall waves. The heat weighed down on the lifeguard as he adjusted his red shorts and white tank top, gulping down some ice-cold water as he scanned the shore. His gaze led towards the horizon, where his eyes lit up.

On the horizon, he didn’t see a single fishing vessel any more. "What? Surely not..." he muttered under his breath. Half an hour ago, there were five to six fishing vessels and two big yachts. But not anymore. Only a couple of yachts remained.

His attention diverted and easily distracted, the lifeguard missed multiple surfacings by the sea monster in the distance. Giant gushes of water appeared from the water as distant screams were silenced beneath the torrent of water as a yacht disappeared. The lifeguard sat forward in his seat, "It must be the heat" he spoke, rubbing his eyes and dismissing any notion that he wouldn’t have noticed ships vanishing on the horizon. The heat must have been getting to his head, it must have been making him see mirages on the water; just visions, surely. He reached down for his sun-screen, and began rubbing it over his face, exposed arms and legs. The cool, creamy liquid brought some relief to his soft skin exposed to the sun for seven hours already today. The long shifts of a lifeguard made it easy for him to daydream, as he sat back down and stared at the yacht that floated happily on the calm waters. The vessel looked like it was having a party as people dived into the surrounding water sand others swayed about. That was until it came for them.

The lifeguard was in the middle of taking a drink from his bottle of water, suddenly choking on it and going wide-eyed at what he was witnessing. From under the yacht, a gigantic blue index finger and thumb wrapped themselves around the yacht. Panic ensued aboard the ship, but not before they could call for help. As quickly as he blinked, the lifeguard watched the whole yacht get pulled underwater with a plethora of cries that echoed to the shores. The lifeguard stared in disbelief as he was right, the ships, indeed, were vanishing. As he was about to blow his whistle, he noticed that the beach was almost completely unaware of what happened, with all the noise and festivities, hardly anyone noticed. And what could he say? That a giant monster plucked a ship from the waters like a hors d'oeuvre? The lifeguard was in awe, shocked and terrified at what he just saw. "I-I did see that, right?" He unsurprisingly asked himself, he was certain this wasn’t a daydream or some mirage caused by the heat that time.

Right?

A few minutes later, the lifeguard peered out to the ship location and scanned for any possible survivors. No debris or remains of the ship appeared for a good few moments, before one by one, each piece rose grimly to the surface. Bits of wooden planks, plastic and empty beer bottles appeared from the water's surface. A pool of deep crimson formed as the lifeguard’s heart sank as his nerve s shook him. The poor lifeguard watched as more and more proof of the seafarers’ demise began surfacing at that spot the big rich yacht went missing. The lifeguard further scanned that location with his binoculars, looking for survivors. He smiled and saw several of them swimming towards the shore.

But something was wrong.

To the lifeguard's horror, a gigantic blue fin rose from the water behind the ship-wreck survivors as they struggled desperately for the shore. He could only watch as it became bigger and bigger until it fully emerged from the water at 10ft tall. The blood became even thicker at the yacht wreckage as the lifeguard watched, unable to move as he froze in fear. Watching from the best seat on the beach as the sea monster was about to put on a show for him. He mumbled and muttered as his lips quivered, he watched as the head of a giant great white shark emerged from the water behind the panicking swimmers who desperately shouted for help and swam frantically. A small group of four raced towards the shore as fast as possible, the pool of blood spread beneath them as the shark got closer. The monster shark's maw opened up like an abyss, the lifeguard could look into that gullet and see the pearly white fangs painted with blood.

A final scream erupted from the survivors of that last sea vessel as the yellow eyes either side of them peered down on their prey. The jaws of the shark snapped shut and silenced the survivors.

Devouring them and gulping them in an instant.

"W.....What was that....thing?" The lifeguard quivered, and slowly lowered his binoculars away from his eyes. He watched as the giant yellow glowing eyes of the shark met his own. The lifeguard shivered as the eyes faded underneath the bloody water. His eyes scanned around the bloody water as he noticed two remaining survivors about to reach the shore further ahead. He felt some courage fill up his heart as he leapt from his perch and began making his way down shore. Running past the crowds as they stared towards the commotion. Some screams erupted out as they noticed the shore began to violently turn crimson red as the arrival of the leviathan was about to start. The lifeguard ran towards the last two survivors of the yacht, he trembled in fear as those same eyes that he met with earlier emerged from the shore up ahead. The lifeguard stood on the spot, frozen like a statue as he then stared at the two poor souls close to the shore. One was about to make it to the beach while the other was a small distance behind.

All eyes stared as the shark's head began to slowly emerge from the water, first it was his head fin. Which had a stud pierced at the end of head fin as well as it's tail in the far distance. Then it was his yellow and black eyes, followed by his toothy grin towards the crowds that had gathered around him for his entrance to the beach. His maw was a much darker yellow and almost gold in it's look. His brows, finger and toe claws were all the same bright yellow.

The rest of the giant anthropomorphic shark emerged from the waters with his dark blue body, which had a coat of cyan on the inner torso, thighs and neck. His chiseled pectorals and abs followed shortly after. Both looked rock solid and firm with every muscle flexing in a display of raw power.

Suddenly, all eyes widened on the beach.

The woman who was furthest away from shore, began to scream as she was hoisted into the air, her body on top of the shark's shaft as she clung on top of it for her dear life. The shark gave a smug wink to his fans and displayed his huge semi-hard cock that swayed and throbbed with excitement at all the attention it was receiving from the crowds below. The lone female - who was under half the size of the entire shaft, hugged it with her entire body and gave the massive monster a grunt of pleasure which made his cock begin to grow even bigger. Lastly, the shark's giant paws ruptured through the water and wetly slapped the beach beneath them as he left giant foot-prints slightly larger than a human.

The shark was like a movie star about to arrive on a stage and give his greatest performance. Humans and furs alike looked up at the shark as he folded his arms and flexed his powerful biceps. The anthropomorphic shark stood over the crowds like a four story building, if the lifeguard had to guess it was at least 60ft. His powerful red gills fluttered as the great white shark appeared like a god before the masses. Then, thousands of eyes looked upon the second survivor who just crawled onto the beach on all fours as the middle aged man noticed a massive shadow swallow the beach in-front of him. His eyes squinting shut as he began to whimper, already accepting his inevitable demise as the great white shark lifted his three-toed foot into the air, wiggling his toes as he nonchalantly stepped on the man, squashing him flat into the firm wet sand as the crowd all shook and took several steps back in fright. The shark looked around, unimpressed with the crowds that were before him, not paying any more attention to the person he stepped on as his yellow eyes pierced those around him.

"Hmm, are you the ones to welcome me - Xavier. The myth and legend that just appeared before you. I would have expected much more of a turnout." The shark spoke with a deep thooming voice that shook the crowds, surprised by his deep masculine voice. Xavier stroked his chin as he firmly pressed his foot onto the male beneath his foot with an audible crack that ruptured from beneath his foot. Xavier felt a firm grope around his cock. His attention diverted from the crowds to the squirming little female - who was hoisted upon on his huge cock and helplessly hugging it for her dear life. The giant blue shark grinned, displaying his blood-stained fangs as he looked slightly more amused now that this poor female would serve an example.

That she was about the most unlucky human on the beach.

"What are you doing there?" Xavier spoke with the confidence fit for a ruling king. A slow deep thooming voice spoken like a demon from the pits of hell with a sinister lusty tone. Xavier dexterously plucked her legs as he hoisted her up from his large cock and inspected her.

The lifeguard below who stood the closest, looked up at the giant blue anthropomorphic shark who looked over him with ease. Even though his balls were huge and could probably flatten a car at his size. The lifeguard could not help but gaze up in awe at the sheer size and heft Xavier must have been carrying with that fat cock and the huge pair of balls that swung around. The lifeguard watched Xavier Inspecting her in front of his huge maw, he could only wonder how horrible it must have been staring into a maw that would swallow up the horizon.

While anthropomorphic animals were the norm for the humans at the shore, great whites were never seen in general amongst society. They were so rare that the furry and human civilizations across the world presumed great whites could only ever be feral, as none had ever evolved to be anthropomorphic. The small human watched in horror and was slightly impressed how Xavier could handle a single human without breaking her when moments ago he had plucked an entire yacht from the ocean. The shark that loomed over the crowds at the beach looked fiercely intelligent. With his stoic body posture, demeanor and expression indicating he had lived through many lifetimes.

"Let me give you a hand." Xavier smug grinned, his brief glance over the female showed some curiosity but alas, his hunger would not be sated by looks.

"P-Please, D-Don't eat me!" The middle-aged woman begged as she kicked her legs in an attempt to get free of the shark's grasp.

Xavier parted his maw ever so slightly, his warm breath washing over her as his eyes became half-lid as he sensually teased his prey. While those in the water were appetizing, he didn't get to toy with them and have fun. His breath smelled like fish to the small woman - she could only squirm as this gargantuan shark face peered down lust fully at her and got dangerously close.

His snout was short but stubby as she saw that dark yellow tongue slithering as strands of saliva formed around the shark maw.

"P-Please don't eat me!" The small woman begged, cold sweat ran down her neck as the eerie embrace of death was merely a touch away. She stared into the chasm of the great white and cried, "I'll do anything!" as she writhed in the finger-tips of the gargantuan blue shark.

Xavier, who began smirking even wider while she begged for her life. Shrugged his shoulders and completely disregarded her pleas, not caring about such a pathetic and insignificant speck.

With that Xavier flicked her into his maw, tasting the woman and enjoying her helpless squirms against his thick dark yellow tongue. Xavier tilted his head back and rumbled in delight - enjoying her wiggling as he closed his eyes and swallowed her whole with an audible gulp. Her mass was seen by the crowds below as the outline of her figure appeared on the shark's throat.

Appearing for merely a moment, she then vanished as the giant predator gulped her once more and encouraged her to digest nicely in his belly. Xavier licked his lips and enjoyed savouring his first land meal. The giant shark stood above the crowds like a monument, his tall muscular figure blotting out the sun as he slowly opened his eyes and turned his attention to the crowds below.

The terrified beach crowds all trembled, no more festivities would play, no more celebrations. They watched as Xavier began to grow, his body began to bulge as muscles rippled and flexed with power. His huge feet carved their way through the sand as the lonely lifeguard below had to jump back to avoid the cascading avalanche the growing paws of the shark caused. Those thick blue toes could easily be capable of enveloping him. Thousands watched in dread as they watched this already giant great white shark grow, his body became wider and taller. The muscles more defined while his head rose even higher above them as his shadow grew across the beach. Xavier had only grown a few feet, but the process was slow, tantalizing, addicting. The great white felt this new power flow through his veins, his bulky mass even heftier and thicker than before. He felt the sheer weight of his paws on the sand, and the sheer power he could exert over the micros below. Merely a flex of his bicep and he was grinning with excitement. Eager to test out this new power - his semi-hard cock throbbed as as rumbled feeling his cock and balls grow in size with his muscles. His eyes turned from admiring his own body and bulk to the crowds below. As the micros met the eyes of their demise, Xavier met their gaze and locked on. That was until his toe bumped into the lifeguard below, the brave little human squirmed as Xavier admired his boldness.

The time of The Leviathan has come. The great sea monster who has arrived ashore. It was time for Xavier to teach the world a lesson - that legends are real.

The world as it was known, will change forever - as he stepped ashore ready to enjoy the fruits of his size and power. Starting with the little human lifeguard below.

Chapter 2: The Lifeguard And The Leviathan

The lifeguard barely dodged out of the way of the great white shark who grew in front of him.

While he had dodged far enough to not be pinned beneath the toe, the shark unawarely prodded him with it and knocked the wind out of him and caught his gaze. The lifeguard looked up to the colossal titan. It was like looking at a skyscraper made of muscle and had the largest dick he has ever seen. With Xavier towering over him, the poor lifeguard quivered and stumbled back. His foot caught in the sand as he landed on his ass. This shark looked even more terrifying up close compared to a mile-away through a pair of binoculars. The lifeguard hoped that the sentient shark would not recognise him from earlier.

Xavier looked down at the lifeguard, enjoying the sight of the writhing human who was too afraid to move. His yellow eyes scanned the lifeguard, the same lifeguard he had spotted earlier when surfacing. This little morsel had the best seat in the house and had watched him enjoy devouring the ship and crew earlier. The little male looked a lot more afraid this time, no wonder Xavier thought. He was so insignificant that merely a toe was the size of his body now.

The shark was quite bemused by the lifeguard and his clumsiness.

"You, the one in red, What's your name?" Xavier boomed with an authoritative voice that had a toothy grin and playful tone to it.

The small male stuttered as he began to sit up, standing back up with haste as he said, "I-I am the lifeguard on this beach. M-My name is Sam."

Xavier crossed his arms, taking in a deep breath of fresh salty sea air. sea-gulls chirped and flew by as Sam's gaze followed to sea-gulls then met the shark's eyes once more.

"Sam eh? I've never seen so many of these snacks in one place. I'm used to eating all of you in tin cans". Xavier chuckled as he reminisced of devouring crews on oil tankers, "Or as you like to call them, Ships". The great white did a hand gesture equivalent to opening a tin can of sardines and emptying them into his maw, snapping his jaw shut as the crowds of humans and furs can only grimace at the horrific fate his prey must have endured at sea. While the small lifeguard tried to crawl away from the shark, a giant blue finger rolled him back over on his back. The giant leaned down to inspect Sam closer. The shark's eyes like death itself staring down at him.

The aura and sheer power emanating from the Leviathan above could be felt by the human. The lifeguard laid completely still as the snout of the shark pressed into his body, sniffing - inhaling the scent of fear as Xavier pulled away.

The great white enjoyed toying with his prey, but this one in particular was the one he saw earlier. And that only showed as he saw the binoculars wrapped around the neck-piece of the Lifeguard as he pulled it with ease. His sharp claw-tip cuts the cord dexterously to not harm the human. Xavier raised it to his eye and inspect edit, then looked through it as he noticed it enhanced his vision. This tiny device so fickle and fragile in the giants gasp, as he gazed at the beach afar and chuckled at how this little human saw everything he did in great detail. Before pinching the binoculars in his finger-tip and shattering it into little pieces with no effort whatsoever.

"Looks like you enjoyed my show Sam. With your seat above the rest, and this device. I certainly like that about you, human. Putting yourself above the rest and enjoying the sight of me up close like this. You could have warned all of them..." Xavier teased, his face then went back down to merely a touch away. The giant shark whispered with a dark, yet seductive voice, "But ya didn't warn them. You were too busy enjoying what you saw back there that they now don't have a chance. You kept them all for me, you enjoyed what you saw back there, didn't ya squirt?"

Sam felt that voice soothingly comfort him, the giant shark almost showing a softer side as the small human felt his bulge tighten. The red shorts doing a poor job to hide his arousal as he his heart raced as he was seduced and teased by the giant shark. His package bulged slightly in his red shorts. Something that made the large shark above grin with a glint in his eye. Any subtle movement the shark did was like he could move mountains for the poor lifeguard below.

Sam met with the eyes of the giant, frozen, yet he nodded lightly. His own shaft started to throb as he noticed the shark enjoyed toying with him just as much as he did.

"Atta Boy! I knew you were an adoring fan of mine. As a reward, you can be up close and personal with me. And live to tell the tale Sam~" Xavier slithered, petting the human with a finger on the head. Xavier's eyes then scanned down the body of his new human pet, noticing the bulge the lifeguard made as he winked at the human and then rose up to his full height.

Sam grunted as he felt his head petted. He watched the giant stand back up to his terrifying full height. As much as Sam did not want to admit it, he enjoyed the power and authority Xavier held over him and the surrounding crowd. At first it was horrifying, but seeing that shark devour his meals and grow like that. His body, his fat cock and balls. That kind of power was an attractive thought to the small lifeguard. Feeding and gaining power, with no regard to those you digest. If only he had such a way to make his newfound crush grow.

"Stop dreaming, my new pet!" Xavier spoke, snapping the small human out of his daydream.

The shark noticed how dreamy the human looked up to him, it must have been quite the lewd thought.

"S-Sorry Xa--"

"Shh Shh. Don't talk." Xavier hushed Sam, as the shark then planted his left foot in front of the human. The powerful heel creating an hole in the ground with ease, the blue foot rose high into the air for the small lifeguard. The three toes wiggled and drummed in a rhythm that made Sam's bulge ache even more. The yellow toe-claws shining in the sunlight as the great white watched as his new pet enjoyed his magnificent foot. The shark pushed his foot forward and pointed to it, lowering it carefully down right in front of the human until it was merely a kiss away.

"I want my foot licked." Xavier spoke, folding his arms and tapping his fingers along his biceps. It was tempting to squash the human, but he enjoyed putting on quite the show for all the horrified beach-goes around. After all, Sam was the reason why there is an audience in the first place.

For Sam all of the surrounding world was gone, the sand swept away from the sole by the soft breeze as it trickled away. The cold-shadow of his foot blocked out the warmth of the sunlight.

The fresh salty air was replaced by the masculine musk of the shark's foot as sweat began to form in the hot sunlight. The human felt his eyes water, the piercing eyes of the giant above as he met his eyes from between the toes. After a few moments, Sam began to drag his small tongue across the arch of the foot, working his way up from the arch to the balls of the foot.

Pressing his lips into it before reaching the toes and smooching them delightfully.

For Xavier, it was heavenly to have this much human affection on his foot. The soft massaging of those lips eased his aching sole. That soft human tongue moisturizing his sole from the hot weather as he rumbled with delight.

"That's a good human... The first and only useful human so far..." Xavier smiled as he then curled his three toes around the human head. Pulling him into his foot as he forced the human to inhale that scent. The little human squirmed to his delight, but then he shifted his toes and wedged the human's head between his toes.

"Now sniff." Xavier commanded, his attention left the crowds around them and to the little subservient human who worshipped him.

Without a word more, Sam began to slowly but lovingly take in a deep breath. His lunging filled up with the scent of the shark's toe-crotch as he loved every moment of it. Sam kept eye contact with the shark the entire time, his world swirled around from the mind-numbing effect it had. The potent smell heavy for his lungs as he coughed and gagged to the delight of Xavier.

Xavier reached down to begin fondling with his semi-hard cock, squeezing his toes together and pinning the human's head in place. The sensation of the human licking, smooching and sniffing made his cock pre-cum slightly as a large strand drooled from the cock-tip onto the beach.

"You're a good human Sam, you might be the only one spare on this beach with an attitude like that!" Xavier chuckled. He then began to amp up the paw worship. The giant great white shark lowered his paw onto the human, pressing him into the cold sand as he began to roll his foot around on the human. The small human body squirmed and writhed underneath his soft pampered sole, Xavier sighed as he watched two small arms either side of his paw flail for a few moments. After a minute or so, he then began to press his foot onto Sam a little harder. The human body pressing into his soft blue sole as his body deformed into the foot and became completely wedged into it. Every small writhe the human did was now felt by the monster as the human began to crack slightly under the enormous weight of the paw.

Sam on the other hand, fought for his life. Stuck between having the time of his life worshipping his crush and pleasing him, and fighting to survive as his whole world turned to darkness. The world fading to black with every stomp from the shark above. The foot began smothering him as Xavier smushed him into the sand. He did his best to continue worshipping the shark's huge sweaty foot, but then began to take desperate deep breaths that were firmly pressed out of him as the hot sole pressed into his body and took the air out of him. Sam was close to passing out as the foot lifted up into the air above him, thinking it was the end, he closed his eyes and accepted it. That was until the foot slowly went out of his sight, and was replaced by Xavier's smile as he leaned down to inspect the battered little micro. Xavier realising he almost pulverised and suffocated the little human with his intoxicating scent.

"My My. I must say I'm impressed you're still alive." Xavier tapped the human on the back with his finger encouragingly. He then prodded the human body. "It would have been no fun if you had passed out or died on me Sam." The Shark then saw how weak humans were. Xavier then stood up to his full height. His eyes and attention diverted to the crowds who looked on in shock and horror at the small human who was flattened in the giant paw-print of the shark.

"I-I wouldn't want to disappoint you after only just-"As Sam coughed harshly with the fresh scent of the shark's foot musk still caught in his lungs. "--After we just met..." He finished weakly.

Xavier used his toe to rub the human and his body reassuringly. Sam almost questioned whether this was him teasing, or showing some mild appreciation for the attention the human gave his foot.

"You've done quite enough for now Sam. Now get up, and start running." Xavier grinned, "I'll give you a head start". Xavier with half-lid eyes winked to the human coyly, while he did not have any intention of killing him. He did not want to miss out on a good sport.

"W-Why?" Sam weakly spoke, slowly fighting the headrush as he stood at full height still dazed by the foot trampling.

"This is where the real fun starts..." The horny shark grinned as the crowds began to flee.

Screaming in terror as Xavier watched with glee.

Chapter 3: The Red Sands

Xavier looked at the crowds below as Sam began to flee amongst them. The shark kept a close eye on the lifeguard, not wishing to trample out his favourite human. The Leviathan began to leisurely trample on the micros across the beach, idly walking along the beach and stepping on groups of micros without remorse. Giant foot-prints firmly embedded into the beach with every step, making multiple micros crunch nicely. The sound of bones breaking and bodies popping like grapes was music to his ears, therapeutic as small groups of micros were flattened.

"That's it... Keep running, let's make this game all the more fun!" Xavier teased, his predatory instincts kicked in. His prey attempted to flee like many before him - Xavier flared his nostrils as he sniffed the air, and could smell the aroma of blood and musk. While he walked on the masses, his cock gave a delightful throb and shot out from pre-cum. Xavier gave out a loud delightful sigh as he splattered some micros under his heel - peering behind him and admiring the littered lifeless corpses in his foot-prints. The crowds dispersed but it still did not help. The gargantuan monster enjoyed his casual stroll, not taking notice of the humans or furs underneath him.

"Typical welps, always existing to get squashed right beneath my feet! It can be so boring squashing the masses especially if all you do is scream and complain about it" As Xavier noticed three micros knelt down before his feet and begged for their lives. The shark gave a disgusted snarl and pressed his toe atop of them and snuffed them out in an instant. Though he did enjoy grinding his toe on their bodies like a cigarette as he continued his stroll in-land.

Sam meanwhile was trying his hardest to survive the whole ordeal, he could hear the THOOM of each foot-step the leviathan took behind him as the earth trembled. Each step was accompanied by screams from either side of the lifeguard, Sam looked to one side and saw some group stomped with a splat, a disgusting squishy sound erupting from underfoot. Then he would look to the other side and then see a similar fate as this time their bones were broken and they were deeply embedded into the sole. Enduring multiple foot-steps as their body became unrecognisable.

Sam looked over his shoulder and behind, it was almost like a blue wall of death that idly but casually stomped behind him. The lifeguard pushed past with his fitness, he knew Xavier was not going to pay much attention. And the human secretly wished to remain alive if it was not to enjoy serving his crush once more.

"You all have a party on the beach, but no celebrations for the arrival of your god? How very like all of you insects" Sam jumped in his skin as the booming voice came from right behind him.

Despite how much he ran, Xavier was always a step behind. And even though all of this was happening around him, the lifeguard felt his own cock throb in tandem with the shark's above.

Both of them were enjoying this, and he only hoped the shark would spare him just long enough to show how useful he could be.

As Xavier continued his rampage, the golden beach was terraformed into foot-prints filled with the remains of beach-goers as the gold sands turned red. The 70ft building sized shark continued his rampage without end.

"Mmm..." Xavier rumbled deeply, the more humans and furs he squashed underfoot, the more aroused he became. Thus he enjoyed the power he exerted over them even more.

But then something else also caught his attention.

"What's---" As Xavier spoke he began to notice the growth in his body swell up. Without noticing, each foot-step on the micros below began to make him bigger. Each foot-step that ruptured the puny sand ants beneath his feet - he could feel the soothing souls of those nourishing his strength and rippling his muscles with new power. The shark watched as the growth settled in, his toes began to roll through the sand and over several micros who were crushed beneath the huge blue toes that grew in size. The power surged through his veins, his pectorals flexed with what felt like enough strength to crush a car in half. His biceps rock hard as they could crush a tank in them. The newly gained strength from all of these land micros did Xavier wonders.

Xavier grinned and chuckled, idly stroking his cock as his thick fore-skin rolled backwards and forwards. "You specks are useful for something after all. This will mean I can have a lot more fun..." As Xavier then crushed a few more groups underfoot to test his growth.

"Useless bugs, at least my feet will give your meaningless life some purpose as you help me grow even bigger and more powerful~" As he swelled slightly in utter bliss and ecstasy. Where he was feeling his feet getting pampered, he now enjoyed that rush of excitement throughout his body. Xavier then saw a lonely human whimpering on his knees, and pressed him under a finger and only noticed a slight growth. "Disappointing. So I require more."

Sam looked back as he reached the stairs leading up towards the nearby arcade and bus-stop.

The small lifeguard was sweating and panting, out of breath as he was completely exhausted running on the sand. Once his own feet ran along the concrete it was a relief as he could actually run properly. Though the words of the shark above him made him flutter, Sam felt his own heart tug at the strings as he noticed the shark continued to grow as the rampage continued. Sam looked back at the beach and saw it was almost deserted, the crowds had been funneled mostly by the giant's immense size. Foot-prints could be seen across the entire beach as Sam paused briefly and looked up to the shark, who was enjoying and learning about his growth. All he needed was more souls. And Sam could not stop admiring the giant rock hard cock of the anthropomorphic shark, which was drooling some pre-cum as the fat foreskin rolled down the shaft slightly and revealed the throbbing cock-tip in all of its glory. The musk was so strong and powerful that even his own nostrils began to pick up on it when he was quite a small distance away. He watched and admired the shark, even turned on and aroused by him as he stained his red-shorts with his own pre. Unable to hide his admiration and lust for this giant shark who became hornier with the more he killed and grew.

Xavier watched as the crowds ran along the beach which had begun to bottle-neck towards the stairs which led up to the rest of civilization. The blue shark noticed that as he grew, he could begin to crush more than a small group, but tens of them at a time. His mind raced with lustful thoughts about entire crowds and hundreds, no - thousands of humans and furs alike getting trampled and crushed under his divine paws. All of those bodies just waiting to be popped in one go. The thought of that power made him shoot outa rope of pre-cum over some micros.

The great white shark grabbed the base of his cock, his fingers barely able to wrap around the entire girth of the shaft as he started to pump his cock. Enjoying the hunt and thrill of his helpless prey before him. The smell of the fresh salty sea air was replaced with the musk of his cock, "No need to keep formalities..." He grunted. His fist pumping his massive cock with fervor.

The pre-cum slickening his length with a wet slapping sound while his massive balls swayed slowly.

"P-Please stop!" A few micros beneath begged, Xavier completely unaware he was about to step on them as his foot was half-lowering towards them. A devious and malevolent grin spread across his face as the giant shark had an idea.

"I will, after I'm done with insignificant prey like you." Xavier snapped back to the micros below, "You all need to be shown how little you're worth". The macro reached down and cupped them in his palm, filtering all of the sand off his soft giant palm as the humans and furs squirmed around trying to keep their balance. Lowering his palm beneath his massive shaft almost the size of a bus. A choir of screams rang out as he slapped them into his cock and started jerking off. "Unggah... That's it...." He panted, "....More!". The shark felt breathless as this was the first time he had his cock touched by smaller insignificant beings. The shark enjoyed the increasing amount of power he exerted over them. The power-play, the size difference, all of it blended together perfectly. The small sensual squirms their little limbs did while rubbing along his sensual glands made him moan and shoot out even more thick ropes of cum.

The helpless micros sent Xavier wild, panting and moaning as he continued to trample along the crowd while the lifeguard fled, who was almost as horny as Xavier was. The great white was in so much bliss and pleasure, he was enthralled in ecstasy and lost his self-control, closing his eyes as he roared out loud. Unaware his strong grip smeared those squirming insects into his shaft as he blissfully growled and blew his load. "GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Xavier roared as his balls began to unload all over the fleeing crowds. A tidal wave of cum washed across the beach as the fleeing crowds were swept up by the current and started to drown inside the salty hot load of the muscular shark. After a minute of orgasming, the beach in front of Xavier was completely covered in cum. The nearby bus-stop and arcade had large waves of cum slowly drooling on the roof-tops and windows around the buildings. The scent in the air heavy with his cum as the lifeguard watched with awe and glee. His crush blowing an unimaginable load. A wave of destruction which sent both their minds in a state of lustful haze.

"Fuck..." Xavier snarled and panted, opening up half-lid eyes to inspect the destruction all around him. His palm was stained with the gore of those little fuckers he used to smear his fat cock with. The great white looked around and admired his handy work, then looked down to Sam. "Liked what I did to the place?" Xavier winked at Sam.

The lifeguard coyly reached down into his pants and began stroking his shaft, the scent of cum and the gore-stained paws made him even more infatuated with Xavier, "I-I loved it."

"Atta boy. You always love the show I put on. For that, I'm going to give you the biggest honor yet..." Xavier watched the last of the beach-goers flee and were about to escape the beach. He spotted a few hundred at least. All around them the rest were crushed underfoot or washed away by his seed.

"Now...Run Sam. You're gonna earn your reward by running with the crowd now." Xavier grinned.

Sam looked a bit shocked to hear that, he thought that was the end of Xavier's fun and games.

It only looked like the beginning for Sam, but Sam quickly fled and caught up with the rest. He was glad he ducked to the side of the shark's gory feet as he orgasmed. Sam jumped as that same similar and eerie voice called out to him not even ten seconds later, "Times up kid!".

Xavier rumbled delightfully - continuing through the cum-stained beach. Micros were dazed and coughing up their lungs full of cum. Completely dizzy with the fat load, Xaiver unloaded all over them as stragglers were sparse. They did not expect the Great White to immediately continue rampaging as the shark squashed the cum-stained humans underneath his feet. Many humans and furs were now weak from the tidal wave of cum that swept across the beach, most were in bliss as they were intoxicated by the scent and had their minds numbed. Xavier took pleasure in crunching them, not much screaming anymore. He noticed his growth accelerate once more. The large shark started to pant and huff deeply as this growth was a lot more powerful, souls began to absorb through the shark's feet and massive cock. The souls of many thousands cried out as they were absorbed into the glistening sweaty and bulky orbs of the shark. They had served their one and only purpose - to fuel his lust and growth.

Xavier moaned, feeling his body grow. Before, his steps could only merely step on a human or two. Now, he could stomp out tens of them as he towered even higher over the beach. It was like Xavier was three buses tall as he started to jerk off his massive cock again. Much to the dismay of the many souls who were absorbed to serve their master.

"That's goooooood..." Xavier panted, "Feed me.... Become a part of something greater..." As his breath fluttered by the sheer orgasmic sensation his cock and balls went through. While those souls made his groin bulge even bigger. His fat cock throbbed and shot several meters out as his balls became heavier with the weight of those inside making them bulge and drop even lower. Xavier started to stomp out tens of micros underfoot, the sheer size his growth gave him was phenomenal. The mountains of muscles across his body ached with power as he flexed them and felt a new vigor. His pecs stretched a little more as bit by bit, all the muscles across his body bulged and bulked, making him even more muscly and standing even taller.

Tens of micros at a time were squashed as the foot-steps along the beach gradually got bigger and bigger, more prey fell victim to the shark as more souls were collected for the giant.

Sam continued to flee as bit by bit, he ran ahead of the last crowd of beach-goers, they all fell behind and gradually, he heard their cries begin to fade out beneath the large THOOM of each foot-step the shark took. Their bodies crumbling and cracking as the beach became eerily quiet as finally, Sam reached the end of the beach. And a dead end. He hunched over and took a breather, sweating as he heard the squelching foot-steps of the shark behind him as he finally accepted it was over once and for all.

"Well done Sam. I must say I'm impressed!" Xavier smiled, the first time he showed some gentle affection towards a micro on that beach. "You've done what you were told and survived until you were the last one left on this beach. Quite the view huh?" As Xavier brought Sam up towards his face.

Sam quivered and squirmed as he fought to hold his balance on the giant palm. Now he knew how that poor woman felt earlier, but this time Xavier was even bigger. Sam looked at the shark's handiwork, admiring yet shocked at the destruction the anthro shark caused. Yet Sam did not feel frightened, he actually felt quite turned on from all the power the shark held over him. Xavier would immediately notice as the shark pressed his thumb and rubbed it along the human's cock in his shorts, making the excited little human shoot out his load from merely his touch.

"Q-Quite---Ahhh!" Sam moaned, being so delicately handled by the shark as he looked back at the red and white beach. Red from all of the remains while the other half was covered in his load.

"See, I knew you would enjoy this just as much as me. I knew it from the way you watched me back on your throne when I was feeding on those little ones earlier". Xavier teased, patting the human on the head as Sam blushed lightly.

"Y-You're not wrong, I've never seen an anthropomorphic shark in my life, yet one that was so..." As Sam's voice trailed off as he saw the gigantic snout of the shark merely a hand reach away from his own. As terrifying as the shark's gigantic head would be for a man of his size, Sam was unphased as he rubbed his small palm on the edge of the snout and felt the rough wet skin of the shark.

"Terrifying!?" Xavier quietly slithered, teasing his little pet toy.

Sam looked up to the shark's large yellow eyes that gleaned like gemstones in the sunlight.

"Handsome. Sexy. Divine. Godlike!" Sam spoke up to the shark as gently as Xavier handled him.

Xavier looked stunned at first, but then grinned as he started to pump his cock. His palm turned and his fingers pinched Sam's legs. Lowering his hand to the urethra as Sam found himself dangled upside down and benign lowered to that massive cock-slit.

"It's time you got your reward my little servant, if you work hard in there, I'll make sure you come back and we can have some more fun~" Xavier growled with a lustfully wide grin as he stroked his fat cum-stained cock once more.

Sam felt his entire world turned upside down as he was so quickly handled from the intimate moment with his new crush, to becoming his large shark's cock-toy. Something he was actually very excited for, especially if it meant he could come back to help his shark out even more.

"P-Please.. I beg you..." Sam begged, Xavier raising a brow as Sam finished, "Let me be devoured by your huge cock. Let me serve you, and willingly be sacrificed so that you may grow infinitely and fuck this planet apart~"

These words sent the great white shark over the edge, making him pump his cock as he blew another short load over Sam. Lubing and dousing him with his own special load of cum as the shark then dropped him into the gaping cum-stained musk tainted urethra of his cock. Sam travelled down the shaft as he felt the walls of the cock tighten around him, he squirmed like the good little human he was. He could hear the moans of the shark above, as his world faded to black and he accepted his fate before his god.

Xavier watched with a lustful grin as his lifeguard toy travelled down the length of his cock. The bulge of the man going from the top of the shaft all the way until the balls as he noticed the outline of the human inside of his balls. The lifeguard squirming delightfully to please his master as moments later, the human-sized bulge that appeared in his balls, vanished.

"Ah.... Such a good boy. I'll have to keep him around once I'm done with this place" Xavier sighed after taking in a deep breath. The shark looked around and took in the view one last time. One quick glance over his shoulder behind him would show the world all they needed to know.

The entire beach was terraformed into a massacre and field of foot-prints with the feet getting bigger and bigger.

Starting small when he first surfaced, the foot-step the size of a human to the foot-step the size of a large crater as ten bodies could not even completely litter the entire earthly print Xavier left behind anymore.

The shark looked ahead as he saw the bus-stop ahead at the sea-front. With no more survivors left on the beach. It was time Xavier started taking his rampage from the sea-front, towards the city where millions of specks awaited their fate underneath his feet where they belonged.

Chapter 4: The Last Stop

"Run!" Yelled out a man who rushed out of his car.

"G-Get away from--AAAH!" Another man screamed, this one was not so lucky as he got caught underneath the gore-stained soles of the shark. Thick toes flexing over his corpse and ten others as the shark grinned down and grinded his sole on their remains.

"I will walk free once more, and reign havoc as all of you insects perish beneath my feet!".

Xavier made his way to the bus stop, as his foot-steps caused the ground to tremor, the pavement cracked and deformed to his foot with each step he took. Crowds began to flee from the bus-stop as those inside an idle bus began to desperately rush off.

"Nu-Uh. Where do you think you're going hmm?" Xavier lazily looked down to the micros at the door-way, unimpressed by their lack of duty to him and his huge cock.

"You're going to be busy.." Xavier licked his lips as those inside saw the gigantic blue cock and yellow cock-tip throbbing merely a hands touch away. Xavier picked up the bus with ease, using his thumb to press the cowardly little micros back into the bus. With his grip, he then molded the metal to break the door completely and trap them inside.

Those inside would feel the vertigo as the ground soared away from them, the bus being lifted up by the bulging shark muscles outside as the ground vanished. Suddenly, the monster's fat cock came into view. Just as they thought they saw the worst of it, they were lifted up to the full height of the shark who was over double the height of the large apartment buildings just across from the bus-stop. His eyes peered down, his gills flaring, the shark grinning and licking his lips delicately. Those inside began to scream and scramble in panic. Pressing and smacking the windows with all of their might in a frenzied panic. Those golden eyes of the monster savouring the fear as those inside could already smell the masculine intoxicating musk from the shark's huge throbbing cock and balls. All the furs and humans inside collapsed to the floor. The whole bus rotated and was at an incline. A few began to slide down as they saw the horror of what was about to happen. They noticed that the bus was aligned to the throbbing cock. His voice shook the world. His cock pressed into the back of the bus as if it was a predator waiting to snack on its prey.

"Mmm... That's the spirit, struggle..." Purred Xavier, hearing the panic and chaos below as he grinned down and teased them with the tip of his cock. Pressing the large phallus into the window. Treating those inside with the full view of his cock-tip as it pressed into the glass and conformed to it.

Xavier then widened his eyes a little, surprised that he would notice a large black bulking reptile grinning up to him and beckoning the shark to pick him up. His eyes met with Xavier's as the shark quickly became curious. This lizard was curious, interesting, more importantly - out of place. While everyone else screamed for their lives, he was very relaxed. The shark quickly plucked the large saurian from the bus by carving his finger-claw through the roof and saving him from the inevitable demise below, much to the dismay of the pleading crowds inside.

"You really enjoyed it that much huh?" Xavier chuckled as the micro was held by his t-shirt.

"Yeah, I got a front-row seat to it all - had to get your attention somehow!" The black tyrannosaur chuckled in a dark and low pitched voice. More gravely than Xavier has ever heard from any micro. Something felt out of place about this one, he was unlike the rest of the humans or furs around. Like he did not belong here - that same feeling when he first saw him kept ringing in his mind. He was much bigger, taller, and the only dinosaur he had ever seen. He was ancient. Just like him.

"It's hard to get a good view sometimes. And I'm just here to enjoy the show..." The saurian finished, as Xavier saw him grope his bulge. The shark grinned, wanting to impress his new fan and put on a show. Xavier placed the saurian safely in the distance as the T-rex lounged back on a bench and started to jerk off his semi-hard cock. Those thick hand-digits of the saurian did not hesitate to fumble through the black beach short she wore to fish for his semi-hard cock and jack it. This reptile was unphased by the fleeing masses who ran past him confused and terrified of Xavier. Though the reptile sneered with a sinister smile, they were confused at why someone was jerking off. Yet alone the fact they had never seen an anthropomorphic dinosaur either.

Xavier blinked at how uncaring this saurian was, something he found quite charming. However, like this tyrannosaur, this shark knew exactly what he wanted. And even for his size, Xavier could not help but notice how incredibly large and impressive his shaft was.

"Time to put on a show..." Xavier winked to the Saurian, who leaned back, one muscular arm behind the bench, one clenched fist stroking up and down that large shaft as the inner-torso was more grey and blended well. The physique and demeanour of the saurian made Xavier wonder whether it was an ancient warrior, yet alone the fact he could be from another world.

The shark turned his attention back to the humans inside, the excitement welling up inside of him as he pressed his cock back into the rear of the bus. The bus yearned out with metallic croaking as the metal began to deform and bend. The cries of those inside increased tenfold as they saw this impressive shaft approach them like a hungry predator. Xavier sighed lightly as he suddenly felt the back of the bus cave outwards. His cock bursted through the bus. The sound of cries were drowned out by the micros who were splattered over the massive phallus of the shark. His cock painted crimson red as Xavier let out a delightful growl, while his body shuddered in ecstasy. His balls tightened with all of that intimate attention. This bus must have had at least over 80 passengers Xavier mused, judging from the length and thickness of it.

Perfectly shaped for the shark's massive cock.

"Ungh... Fuck. That's it.." Xavier sighed, "Squirm into my fat fucking cock..." as he felt his pre-cum shoot towards the front of the bus and the first bit of seed flew out of the front-window.

Xavier spoke with spite and malice - uncaring for the fate of those inside. Their only purpose was to get him off. This feeling along with all of those humans jammed packed and squirming helplessly on his cock made him grow gigantic. Both Xavier and his fat cock grew. The bus yearned out in pain once more as the metal began to deform into the shape of his cock. The humans and furs inside pinned into the bus and could only whimper and thrive for their survival.

Xavier began to masturbate using the bus as his fleshlight, his gigantic blue cock pulverising humans and seats alike inside as the flooring molded to the thick shaft ramming into it. The shark rested the bus in his right palm, idly jerking off as his left hand rested on his hip. His fangs glared as he gave a loud moan, deep and gluttonal as if this was the sensation he had needed all along. Xavier pumped his cock more firmly as the sound of squishing became more prevalent, with the more souls he absorbed the bigger he grew. His large cock throbbed as humans squealed out in desperation beneath it. The bus finally molded to the full shape of the fat phallus and shaft that fucked it with ease. The bodies trapped all around his cock popped from the pressure, crushed between the thick foreskin and veiny fat shaft of the shark. The metallic bus now bent to the will of it's master, and served as his cock-sleeve.

The sensation began to build up as the bodies popped, his balls churned needingly as Xavier felt several humans slide down his urethra. Others were given a quick death and pulverised in an instant. Their pitiful little cries for help sent Xavier over the edge. With an enormous window-shattering roar, Xavier pumped faster and faster until he crushed the entire bus flat against the base of his cock. His cock blew another huge load over the entire bus station and over the streets as the thick ropes of seed caused some traffic to start sliding and crashing.

Some drivers slid on the seed while others had their car completely drenched in it and drove into other passing traffic. Chaos ensued as Xavier took a deep breath, giving a soft moan as he was relieved once more. The smell of masculine musk and aroma took over the surrounding area, the salty sea air replaced with the salty scent of Xavier's cum.

"Such a pathetic little contrap you meatbags made, I was expecting this thing to last a lot longer!" He deviously chuckled and toyed with the flattened bus in his fingertips, "If you don't even last one cumshot how am I going to enjoy this!?"

Xavier's inspected the surrounding area, micros fled as fires erupted from overturned cars. Car horns blurted out as a traffic jam formed by the bus stop, with the micros fleeing from their vehicles at the sight of the shark who had grown even bigger. The growth was ever so slight, but his muscle sinew flexed and it felt like he had the power to crush a planet in his bicep. A mountain of rock on each arm that bulged at his will. Xavier's attention turned to the rest of the bus stop, the vehicles were either abandoned or washed away with his cum-shot. Lost in the bliss of his load he caused millions of dollars in damage and was not even aware of it.

Xavier was about to start making his way to the city as his toe-claw struck a nearby bus and another crowd of screams came out. The shark peered down and this time, all of the packed micros were hiding on the floor or behind the chairs. The erupt cries that came from the pierced bus as his toe-claw skewered the bus driver and four other micros like a kebab as he grinned and pulled his toe back.

"This is going to be fun! Let's see how long you'll last me. I hope it's longer than those other little fuckers~" Xavier mused, dropping the flattened bus in front of his new toys as they all jumped in fright as it landed with a loud crash right in front of them.

Xavier peered down as he effortlessly picked up the new bus. The macro shark now stood over 100ft tall. The heat of the shark's gaze felt by the passengers inside, over a hundred morsels were packed into the tight space as this bus was slightly bigger than the last one. The shark dexterously handled the bus as his fingers curled around it, tapping it as the metal molded to his touch.

"D-Don't do this! Please!" One of the humans begged, as Xavier peeled open the roof like a sticker. The metal proved to be futile as he eyed how many more humans were jammed inside.

Xavier felt his stomach growl as he chuckled darkly and licked his lips and kept eye contact with his dinner. His eyes closed slightly into half-lid as his huge yellow tongue rolled out and over the micros inside of the bus as they became slobbered with his drooling saliva.

"Don't be so pitiful, come out and play with Jaws~" Xavier muttered to the micros, as he would lift the bus high above his maw. Shaking the bus like a bag of sweets, as micros began to tumble out of the bus and into the gaping jaw of the leviathan. The micros landed on the soft tongue that rolled out of the jaw, others went straight into the black abyss of the gullet. The rainfall of micros only lasted merely a few moments, but as the micros stopped pouring in.

Xavier heartedly gulped the micros and licked his lips delightfully, though his eyes peered out curiously at the bus and still found a good forty of them left. They all clung to seats and support beams for their dear life as he chuckled and peered his eye up to the windows.

"Gonna make this more difficult huh? That's fine by me..." Xavier winked, as he then instantly ripped off half the bus. Ignoring the couple of micros that fell out of it as the rest were holed up at the back half of the bus. This time he raised them above his jaw and with short thrusts from his bicep, hurled the micros into his gaping jaw as the rest of the humans were thrown into the maw by the sheer force of his shaking. He snapped his jaws shut and grinned, the last forty micros were all resting on his tongue as he rolled his tongue over them. Teasing them, then in one hearty gulp, swallowed the rest of them all in one go.

After swallowing the bus of snacks, his body began to grow once more. It expanded to well over 120ft tall, into a massive monster that was almost the height of the Tower Of Pisa. A surge of euphoria jolted throughout the shark's body, all of those micros devoured alive as they would add precious minerals to the shark as his appetite for more only grew with his size. The shark's foot rolled over a few vehicles as they flattened under his toes. The shark hand-crushed the bus with ease as an explosion leaked from his finger-tips. The shark then nonchalantly threw it behind him and over his shoulder, causing another set of explosions as it landed in the nearby traffic jam. Lighting up the entire area in death and destruction as fires began to erupt all over the bus station and nearby road. Chains of explosions continued as micros fled unharmed, though many stood back a safe distance to watch the leviathan. Xavier enjoyed the heat the flames gave his rough skin, the shark inspecting his new size as he turned to the bus-station.

Whereas he stood around the same size when he arrived, those two buses now made him grow well above it. Xavier hovered one foot over the small building and inspected the size-difference as the small station was insignificant in comparison to the size of his huge foot now. The shark then stepped on it and grinded his foot under it, he felt his cock throb as a few bodies popped underneath as rubble rained down all over his foot and the ground. Whoever hid there, was no longer alive.

"Mmm... I really am growing much bigger huh?" Xavier mused, rubbing his balls and teasing the lifeguard, "If only you could see now". As the shark idly rubbed his cock once more at the only micro who gave him some satisfying worship. The flames of the bus station and nearby traffic reflected in the golden eyes of the shark, his foot stained with the remains of the pathetic insects who scurried around inside the station. His satisfaction quenched for now. The gigantic great white shark peered around at the beach and sea-front, nothing but foot-prints and splattered bodies remained as all around him the smell of burning fuels took over.

While inspecting his size, Xavier noticed that a hundred or so humans increased his size significantly. "I've not had this much sustenancein my life... My growth and power requires more..." As Xavier grinned towards the inner-city and finished, "Fuel".

While Xavier did not understand the nature of his growth, he began to learn that the more he lives he absorbed and converted to energy. The bigger and faster he could grow. In merely the space of an hour, thousands of lives were lost, and Xavier was only getting started.

One last thought plagued the Great White's mind, "Who was that--" as his voice broke off. As he looked back down to the bench and the giant black tyrannosaurus who was jerking off and enjoying the show - Was gone. Nowhere to be found. Xavier smirked and shook his head, "Perhaps there is more to this world than even I know of." Xavier smiled as he was slightly impressed that the T-rex was nowhere to be seen amongst the bodies or area. The only remaining thing was the pool of cum and multiple cum-shots the saurian left behind as Xavier wondered who he was. As Xavier began walking away from the bus station and sea-front, he began to stomp his way towards the city centre. With one last glance over his shoulder, he gave a grin with a glint in his predatory eyes as he sneered "This is where the real fun starts!".

Chapter 5: Urban Invasion

Screams erupted at the wide motor-roads from the beach to the suburbs of the city. Massive three lane roads led the giant shark towards the city and his prey. Passengers scrambled to evacuate as many were caught under Xavier's tread.

"Mmm...How crunchy!" Xavier sneered, his feet effortlessly stepping on cars and people alike as if they were leaves in an autumn forest. The crunch and pops the vehicles and bodies made were delightfully enticing for his soft soles. A few humans were buried inside of their car as his foot came thundering down with a loud THOOM!

"R-Run for your lives!" Some yelled out as they squeezed into the shark's fat cock.

"D-Don't look back, run--AAH!" As a crowd of humans were stepped on without the giant's acknowledgement. With so much chaos and destruction happening at once. Xavier was somewhat unaware of the entire cataclysmic destruction he caused on the high-way with his feet. His heel crushed tanks and soldiers alike. A few more fleeing pedestrians flattened underneath the thick three toes while some were wedged in between them. Those trapped between the toes carried multiple steps. Each step almost quarter of a mile as they were then crushed instinctively by the flexing digits of the muscular titan. Their pleas for mercy unheard as the only sound Xavier cared for, was them popping and lubricating his feet.

"Ah... This is such a great entrance for me. You insignificant people built this welcoming rug just for me?" Xavier grinned as his semi-hard cock rose up and became rock hard. Drools of pre-cum washed over those beneath him as he was unaware of the thousands he killed in minutes - growing while taking a short-walk towards the city. Xavier was in the heat of the moment, caught in his lust as he grinned down and saw the road end. And the city began.

"Mmm...So kind of you to bring all of these crunchy little contraptions for me to step on!" As Xavier wiped his soles over some military soldiers, smearing them and the tank as the remains and gore from his soles left streaks at the end of the road. The weapons and tank shells not even attracting his attention as a tank was unawarely crushed under heel. Some soldiers attempted to escape but their cries were cut short as the massive foot came on top of them with a thunderous explosion. The explosion reflected in his eyes, but Xavier was not paying attention or aware entirely of why the micros rushed to get stepped on by him so eagerly. His eyes peered at his handiwork on the highway, giving his big fat cock some loving tugs as he saw all of his foot-prints and bodies flattened with some drools of pre-cum adding insult to injury. As if marking his territory and prey with his own cum was not enough. It also foreshadowed what was about to come for this city.

Residents in the nearby neighbourhood were cooking, watching TV or walking outside.

When the sounds of chirping birds and cars driving by were interrupted by the increased tremours that approached. People began to flock out of their houses to investigate what was going on, but soon saw the horrific sight of the wall of fire that rose behind the monolithic shark.

His stroll was slow but powerful, his every step causing quakes that topped weak garden sheds over and parked car alarms to sound. Xavier looked at all of the tiny houses on the outskirts, most barely coming up to his toes as he coyly pressed his toe inside the house and flexed it.

Some micros popped on his toe-pad as he smugly pulled his toe back out of the house and stepped on it for good measure.

"You see this?" Xavier dug his heel into the street, crushing a car that was about to drive away.

"This is what you will all become, smears on my feet! Don't run away and deny your rightful place." The great white then lowered his foot onto the small group of micros who splattered into a wave of red. With a display like that for the neighborhood, they began to flee and run from the macro shark. The leviathan just shrugged and idly began to walk through the columns of houses, each foot-step stomping down onto a house and flattening it into a giant foot-print.

Those who cowered inside were crushed by a giant blue foot. Others were jogging or cycling and they met the same fate, a group of joggers crushed underneath a toe. A crunchy sound emitting from the toe. "Out for a jog and yet I can still walk all over you..." Xavier grinned as he continued walking over the crowd. A few of them survived between his toes as he peered down to them mid-stomp. Feeling an itch as he peered down to inspect tens of micros squirming between all of his toes.

"You're so small I must have missed ya!" Xavier gleefully smiled as he flexed his toes and crunched them together "Don't think you'll escape little bugs~". A few others were mangled and left writhing after a few steps. This time Xavier knelt down and inspected his prey. He pressed his index finger into a toe-crotch, pressing the humans and furs into it as they squealed and got a face full of musky toe-crotch from the shark's rough skin. The sweat drooling over them as they popped and joined the red viscera of the other micros.

Xavier stood back up to his full height, he felt a thud at the back of his heel and ankles. As a group of cyclists rammed into his foot as he peered down "Watch where you're going you worthless insects!" As Xavier lifted up his heel and brought it crashing down onto the cyclists.

Their bicycles mangled flat as their bodies ruptured and a wave of gore erupted from the heel as Xavier shuddered delightfully feeling tens of bodies pop so easily. The amount of power and control he had over them, the fact their deaths made him grow only aroused him even more.

The rest of the neighbourhood was trampled on without a care. Many more hundreds were squashed as the houses were flattened and very little remains of the once peaceful green neighborhood remains. All of it terraformed into foot-prints and fires - that began spreading to the surrounding land. Xavier felt his body grow once more, all of the souls from the residential area nourishing him. Veins protruded along his biceps as he curled and flexed, his cock grew several meters and could crush four cars in length with ease. The heavy mass of his shaft capable of crushing tanks beneath as he stroked his shaft eagerly as he left to begin the real fun in the inner city.

The stroll to the city was short, merely a minute is what it took as the buildings began to get bigger, even rising above the shark as he stood at over 200ft. At half the size of the massive skyscrapers, even small story buildings were now below his thighs. The giant unawarely trampled on hundreds in his short walk to the city.

"How amusing" Xavier stroked his chin, almost impressed by the civilization the micros built on land. There was nothing else like it at sea, merely just small tooth-picks for boats and cock-measuring aircraft carriers. Xavier then walked up to the windows as his eyes peered through the windows of a nearby skyscraper." Though I'll have to grow a bit more before I can have my fun with all of this place" as the shark's eyes trailed up the tall building and towards the

top. "These micros can reach the clouds, I'm rather impressed. But I'll be there soon!" He chuckled while giving his semi-hard cock a tug, the micros at hip level got a nice full view of his cock as the shark moved on.

Xavier continued to stroll leisurely, even now, a hundred humans did not make him grow much. The shark strolled in the city, arms swinging by his size as he saw a smaller skyscraper.

This one however was a lot more adequate for his current size. This corporate building was a lot more appealing to him as he glared into the metallic structure and saw a bunch of suits in a meeting, the tremours from his foot-steps doing little to bother them as his eyes went left to right. The ten or so suits were unaware of the giant eyes that glared in despite the light being blot out. He saw a presentation about the increase of shark meat to their inventory.

"So shark meat is getting more profitable huh?" Xavier spoke in a booming voice, everyone in that room jumped in their skin and peered over to the shark. The great white shark rose back up to his full height, hands on his hips as he allowed his cock to swing in front of the board room.

Taunting his victims as his large hand grasped around his cock and started to stroke it. Euphoria shuddered through Xavier as his fingers drummed along the shaft as he peeled back the foreskin. The cock-head throbbing and growing as Xavier aimed his cock into the office and teased, "This is the only shark meat you little fucks need!".

Xavier bellowed out an orgasmic moan as he felt his massive member siege it's way into the building. The floor cracked and crumbled beneath the cock as the micros were squashed into the cock-tip. The screams that erupted made Xavier grin with glee as he humped into the building, his cock pumping through the building as the tip of his shaft emerged from the other side of the building.

Xavier clamped his hands on both sides of the building as he started to fuck it rough, rubble cascaded around his shaft as micros tumbled to their demise as the giant shark closed his eyes.

Focused on feeling every sensation as his balls thumped into the building, the puny structure unable to stand up much longer as his cock rammed through it and thousands of micros tumbled onto his gore-stained shaft and lubed it up even more. The shark's breath became shallow as he panted and heaved, moaning as his balls tightened up. Pre-cum mixed in with the splattered remains as each thrust gave out a resounding THOOM. A thump so loud that micros across the city could hear the earth-shattering humps that the giant shark gave, those within a mile could feel the ground shudder with his thrust.

"Fuck....Here it comes!" Xavier panted, squinting his eyes and lapping his tongue out of his maw. Lost to the lust and bliss he was experiencing as his balls came crashing into the building, the rest of the skyscraper collapsing on his giant shaft as he began blowing his load.

"A-Ah Fuck.... Drown in it you little fuckers..." Xavier moaned, his cock thrusted through the building as a massive cum-shot through the building and flooded the streets below. The building Xavier fucked without any thought was flooded from the drooling seed of the giant shark. After half a minute Xavier felt his body weakly lean on top of the building, his fluttering eyes and aching balls made it apparent how much he needed a good fuck since he arrived.

Xavier was panting and leaning his body onto another nearby skyscraper as the building he fucked crumbled to the streets below as it collapsed beneath the weight of his fat cock. Xavier then felt his body go limp and rested on top for a minute.

The giant shark wiped the sweat from his brow, the hot weather made him work-up quite the sweat as his muscles bulged and flexed. The shark felt his body grow, watching as his fat cock now towered over many buildings in size. He looked up to the taller buildings, clenching his ass cheeks as he really wanted to feel them inside his ass.

"Looks like I'll have to do a bit more before I get my reward!" Xavier chuckled with a sadistic grin, walking away from the surroundings as his large tail slammed into the side of a building.

The powerful tail swiping away a tonne of concrete without any effort.

Xavier walked further into the city, the streets became more packed as the buildings were only a little taller than before. Xavier would hear the screams of all the crowds beneath his feet, standing at over 300ft he was almost as tall as the pyramids. Humans were the size of ants at his soles. His feet pressed into the street and smeared his foot backwards. Lifting his heel up first then the rest of the foot. Admiring the sensation of hundreds of popping bodies and silenced squeals as a crimson red smear stained the street as hundreds of micros and cars were flattened in an instant. He lifted up his foot and leaned down to give it a tender lick, allowing his taste buds to enjoy the dirt, sweat and remains of his prey.

"Mmm... Delicious... " Xavier rumbled as he licked his lips and peered back to the streets. While the crowds began to disperse, he noticed a different kind of scream from a large oval building.

Xavier strode up to it, peered his head around the side and became quite curious at what these micros could be doing at this time. The great white shark flexed his pecs and leaned down, his large eyes peeking to look at the signs as it read "Kaiju Convention 2021!".

Xavier grinned and felt some sudden excitement as he knelt down, his knee crushing a bus like a twig unawarely, "These micros celebrate monsters? Like me? How fun! These should be FULL of fans!". Xavier smiled as he started to peel off the roof-top of the convention centre. His large eyes met with thousands of micros who all looked back up to him terrified. Rubble rained down onto convention stands as people began to evacuate and yell out in panic. Xavier grinned as he heard all the wailing. At least it was going to be more fun than he realised, as his eyes then gazed onto a few adoring fans. Several furries and humans alike began asking for autographs and pictures as Xavier gave a hearty chuckle. "You small ones are an interesting bunch, but sure! Why not..." Xavier looked around then peered down. He saw a bunch of seated judges and cameras all around the stage. He prepared to flick his finger as the giant digits loomed over the stage, the line of micros all met Xavier's eyes then his finger as he said, "Move". In an instant, they all began running as he flicked his finger and all of the tables and chairs collided into the wall with a loud slam.

"There we are!" Xavier said proudly as his small excited crowd of fans looked up to him and his semi-hard cock which slumped over the oval roof above.

"Now line up! The name's Xavier by the way!" Despite playing along, Xavier actually enjoyed this attention from the micros. It was nice to be able to kick back with the fans and relax as he pulled some faces for each picture. One picture had a blue kobold in it as they both held up two fingers each as the camera flashed. A white argonian was next, who got a picture with themselves and a giant shark head that peered from the skies above. As he introduced himself as Xurxes to the shark. The third notable fan was a very large and muscular Lombax who towered above the rest. Xavier would smile, flex his bicep with the Lombax who fist-bumped him and referred to himself as Rexximus. The two of them took a picture from the ground-up with the two of them flexing and grinning to the camera. While the second picture shared the two of them fist-bumping once more. Xavier would continue to smile and change up each fan picture after those three. His confidence and good looks made him a natural celebrity. He would clamp down his jaws for the vore and jaws fans, or wrap a finger around a micro like a hug. His finger was much larger than a single micro. It was like a bus wrapping around a human. Xavier was careful and dexterous with the fans. They were genuinely enjoying his company, and he found that very endearing. Even though a monolithic shark like him would never admit it. They would be spared the fate he had in mind for this place. The rest of the fans were not as distinct as those three at the very beginning, who all talked and joked with one another after they had their pictures and little books signed. They looked like a group of friends to the great white. That was until, the last fan in line took Xavier's attention, as it was someone familiar to him and he recognised from before. A black tyrannosaurus rex who was wearing some kaiju merchandise and made a poor attempt to disguise. Which Xavier found quite amusing as he chuckled.

Much like the Lombax, the black saurian was much larger than anything else in the room.

"You again!?" Xavier spoke as the t-rex looked up and smiled.

"Hah. We keep meeting huh?" He spoke, but did not sound surprised. Rex held up an autograph book as he gave Xavier a pen.

"How am I...?" Xavier looked puzzled as the rex then guided the shark's fingers with his, as Xavier then wrote a very rough signature over a page. The great white looked confused, that somehow the tyrannosaur gave him a pen that suddenly grew in his grasp, enough for him to get a firm grasp and to write the signature. After Xavier was done, the pen shrunk back down as the black saurian said, "Thanks! I'll be seeing you soon...".

"Wait, Who or What are you--?" Xavier looked at the single scaly curiously, who stopped in his tracks. This time he peered over his shoulder and shared a sinister grin with Xavier.

"You'll see Xavier, have fun with the rest of the planet~" As the saurian strolled through the crowd. A piece of rubble came crashing down towards him as the shark held out his index finger to shield him, the rubble thumping into his finger and turning to dust. Xavier then watched some rubble fall past his finger and right on top of the saurian, several micros and the saurian crushed beneath the rubble as Xavier leaned down.

"Ah shit" Xavier sighed, but upon moving all of the rubble. The shark blinked his eyes as the ten or so micros and the saurian were gone. Instead of a bloodied pile of bodies, it was like his eyes played tricks on him.

"Such an interesting little bug..." Xavier grinned, as a gut instinct of his shot up through his body and into his mind. The shark had a very bad feeling about referring to the Saurian as a bug, he had never experienced such dread. Almost as if the saurian was in his mind.

"I mean... Such an interesting scaly!" The shark chuckled, this time laughing it off as the existential feeling of dread faded away. It was almost like this dread was looming over him completely.

"W-We gotta get outta here!" One of the fans stuttered out.

Another fan looked at the others and pointed, "Damn right! This way!" As rubble rained down and blocked the exits. Xavier then laid his palm on the ground and commanded, "Get in or you'll be crushed". The tens of micros climbed into his palm as he easily scooped them out, placing them half a mile away from the convention centre as they climbed out of his palm.

"T-Thank you giant shark!" One of them yelled happily.

Another one was stomaching the altitude they were just at as they stumbled off and waved, "We owe you our lives, Great White" The black dragon waved, "Thank you Xavier". Who wore a T-shirt with the name 'Riedel' on it.

"You're welcome...Riedel." Xavier spoke, his eyeballs up close to the micro to inspect him as he then stood back up to his fall height. He stomped back off towards the convention centre, peering over his shoulder as he smugly grinned, "You guys better get out of here". Xavier groped his giant balls as they clapped into his muscular thighs, stroking his cock he then walked back over to the convention centre.

"Now as for the rest of you..." Xavier mused, flicking his fingers into the building and causing an avalanche of concrete to block off all the remaining exits for the thousands of remaining micros.

The giant great white knelt over the oval building, each leg on either side of the building as he slowly dipped his giant blue balls onto the trapped micros below.

Those below got a magnificent view of his ass, the giant base of the tail swaying out and over into yonder as the shark blotted out the sun. Those huge balls sagged and swayed as that giant cock started to throb rock hard once more. The micros could see the glint in the shark's eyes as he gleefully lowered his balls onto the crowds. The scent was mind-numbing and because the exits were blocked off, they had nowhere to go.

"Don't worry!" A voice boomed above from the heavens, "I'll make good use of the rest of you!" as his balls pinned down all those who were trapped. The whole world faded to black as the micros started to squirm.

Up above, Xavier gave a lustful growl and shuddered in delight. His delicate sensual balls pinning thousands of micros as he felt their tiny little limbs thump and rub his balls.

"That's it...Squirm" He sneered as he locked his jaw and bit down on his lower lip. His tail swayed slowly side to side, thumping into a building and causing untold death and destruction for miles. The shark then rose slightly, seeing a few embedded micros against his sack as he then reached down and greedily grabbed a palmful of them.

"Now let's see how loyal you little fucks are, are you all my new fans hmm?" Xavier grinned.

The micros below were all dazed, but came around a moment later. They looked up to the giant shark and nodded, they were panicking, afraid. Hardly believable considering they were trying to leave his side. "Let's put that to the test!" Xavier grinned as he began to stroke his dick, lowering his balls back down to the crowds below as he smugly winked, "It's either you or them, so get squirming and rub my fat cock with all your might!". The great white stroked his fat cock slowly and sensually, every slap echoed through the city as his fist thumped down to the base of his cock. It was because of the extra motivation, the micros began to rub and squirm even more beneath his orbs. The sweaty smooth skinned dark blue balls of the shark grinding over the masses as the shark started to lose his self-control, squinting his eyes he began to pump his cock even harder. Xavier felt his lust rush through as the micros began to pop in his grasp, those beneath began to splatter in perfect synchrony with the micros on his cock as the shark roared out lightly and shot some thick ropes of pre-cum.

"That's right you little fuckers, fight for your lives. Squirm and make your god cum~" He spoke with a dark gluttonal voice, his voice and presence commanding demand as his tease took the last bit of self-control he had. Forcing the little specks to squirm and worship his cock or balls and making them compete for their lives with a deliciously evil and cunning idea he had planned. The 300ft shark used the weight of his balls to gradually flatten those beneath as the earth cracked from the bulk of his balls. The more micros that popped, the bigger he became, crowds attempted to flee the convention centre as the growing balls rolled over them and pinned them in place. The shark moaned and loosened his muscles, his concentration broken as the full weight of his balls instantly popped thousands beneath. A muffled choir of cries echoed out as Xavier watched a wave of blood splashed from the bottom of his balls as a warm pool of remains tenderly massaged the bottom of his balls. Those in his grasp were grinded in harshly, slickening the pre-cum over the shaft as the shark clenched his fist and jacked off even harder.

The massive foreskin rolled up and down his cock as Xavier closed his eyes, lapping his tongue out of his maw as he pumped his cock and his huge load erupted once more.

"Aaaaaaaaah! UNGH--FUCK!" He roared out, the muffled cries of those in his palms turned to squelching sounds as he pumped his gore-stained cock with a good hundred micros. His thick cum-shot shot through a building above and flooded a massive city centre road as four lanes of traffic were washed away.

Xavier pumped his cock and continued to feel his growth surge him even larger and even more powerful, his balls rolled over the entire convention tower as his shoulders carved through buildings as they collapsed all around him. Buildings were disintegrated by the touch of his tail as he now grew over 500ft tall. The growth made his muscles bulged and flexed, his proportions became a lot more muscled compared to his athletic form earlier. His pectorals flexed and felt like they could crush the military between them and their puny tanks. The great white shark sighed and along with dumping the last of his cum, felt his growth fuel him. Xavier was left panting and regaining his composure as most buildings were now beneath his knees, his fat cock slapping through a building with ease as he began strolling through the city. The souls of the masses fuelled his growth as the Shark continued his rampage once more. Leaving behind a massive pool of gore in the remains of the oval convention centre as tens of thousands perished from the shark who masturbate. His eyes looked ahead as he spotted his next victim, a very large subway tunnel that looked just right for him and his new upsized dark blue fat cock.

The horny Leviathan gave a gluttonal growl as he bit down on his lips and made his way there for the next part of his rampage.

Chapter 6: The Sky's The Limit

Xavier made his way to the giant gaping subway that attracted his gaze. Large flights of stairs led the crowds to flee to safety beneath the concrete streets. Little did they know that the giant shark had some fun plans in mind for them. The streets were deserted as Xavier approached.

Large piles of rubble and fires broke out across the destroyed streets that Xavier traversed. The smell of burning fuel and his musk wafted in the air, his foot-steps created large prints in the Earth as buildings shuddered around him.

"Where are you all running! I'm just having fun with you!" Xavier chuckled as he peered down into the subway with one giant eye. He saw the crowds back up and away, while he could not see all of them. There were probably many more hiding further down, nothing he couldn't handle.

"G-Go away!" One micro called out, a small fox yelled out.

"Just leave! Please!" Another one called out.

Xavier blinked and trained his eye as he could imagine how this make-shift condom would feel for him. The shark stood up to full height, replacing the sight of his eye by the gaping urethra of his yellow-tipped cock as he aimed it downwards. "Not until I'm done with you!" Xavier snarled as he aimed his semi-hard cock into the large subway. His thighs on either side of the subway as he rammed his cock down the flights of stairs into the packed micros.

"Unnnnnghhh..... Fuck that feels GOOD!" He moaned, as his cock carved through concrete and the crowds with ease. While he could not see the little insects scurrying, he certainly felt them popping and squirming all over his huge cock. Hiscock three times the size of a freight train as he violently thrusted his cock again into the masses. Many were swallowed whole into the gaping urethra of the shark as he moaned and shuddered, feeling their squirming bulges travel down to the length of his cock as many more followed. His semi-hard cock began to grow while he rammed it. The street above beginning o crack from the rough fuck Xavier gave along with the growing vascular fat cock. The subway was used like a condom as the more his cock grew, the more splatters he felt along the side of his cock as tens at a time were devoured into the gaping cock. The tunnels became narrower as the masses watched that cock grow and ploughed through everything in its path. Xavier watched as micros began to flood out from the other side of the subway. With his quick reaction he scooped up the micros and caught them in his index finger. His palms scooped the destroyed remains of the cops, military and cars as they blocked off the only nearby exit for the crowds inside. Along with the growth of his cock, Xavier felt his body grow once more. With the combined growth of his massive blue shaft and his overall body increasing, the shark humped the subway until his cock started to blow once more.

His semen flooded the train tunnels as Xavier saw the cum rush out in the distance at another subway tunnel a mile away. His gigantic cock ripped through the street as rubble, micros and cum drooled off the monolithic shaft. Xavier sighed and stroked his shaft as the dust settled. He noticed the small groups of survivors in the gore-stained tunnels. The tunnels were dark as Xavier heard the tracks rumble, he could feel something moving.

In the distance, a train was rushing towards the massive phallus wedged in the tunnel.

The train screeched as the conductor hit the breaks, but it was already too late. As the cum stained track made it impossible for the train to slow down.

"Just in time for your final stop!" Xavier grinned as he thrusted his cock back into the tunnel, ignoring the remaining survivors as they popped in an instant. He was focused on enjoying the pleasure the large metallic contraption would have on his cock. The growth of his cock started to rip the tunnel apart as the walls cracked. The train conductor in a panic increased the speed of the train as it rammed right into the gaping urethra of the shark. The euphoria Xavier felt was nothing short of mind-numbing. He stroked his cock and lifted his cock back out of the tunnel by the tip. Xavier groaned, feeling the train ram and sink a little more into his cock-slit. He noticed the first carriage half-inserted inside his cock as the passengers writhed about. His gigantic cock came up to his pectorals, so it was easy to lift up his cock and lean down to inspect the little mites that scurried inside.

"Where do you think you're going huh? I said you're at your last stop~" The giant coed lustfully, giving his fat cock a few strokes as he leaned back into a building behind him. Slumping his weight onto it as the building groaned out. Rubble cascaded off into the streets while the top of the building fell backwards and blanketed the city. The shark was focused on enjoying the little micros inside this travelling vehicle. Xavier noticed this looked like the vehicles at sea, except these must be for transporting micros on land. The shark gave them a wink as he started to guide the length train carriage down his cock.

"P-Please-Ahhhhhh!" A Hundred micros cried out in the first carriage, the object slumped down and vanished into the shaft. Xavier lapped his tongue out in pleasure. His throbbing cock slowly compacting the train as he could feel the train bulge his cock as they all descended towards his balls. The second and third train carriage followed suit. Xavier dexterously guided the carriages with his hands and palm so as to not have the fourth and final carriage break off by the rail that connected each one of them. Xavier could already feel his balls grow bigger and bulkier. The pools of cum digested the humans and furs as they added to the load of their god. Once the train carriages were crushed and landed inside the orbs, the bulges emerged from his large orbs. Xavier squinted his eyes and felt his hot semen digest and melt it all into his divine seed.

His palm reached down to give his balls a tender squeeze as he let out a moan. The shark felt his balls growing in his palm as the train carriages quickly melted. The third train carriage needed a bit of encouragement as some micros tried to climb out, but were quickly pressed back in and Xavier trapped them with his index finger over the urethra. Which blocked every exit for them.

"Nu Uh, no need for you little morsels to escape, now behave~" As Xavier then used his index finger to begin pressing the third train carriage down into his shaft. Their screams muffled by the giant finger as his urethra swallowed them with a wave of pleasure. The third carriage fell into the balls after Xavier felt the micros fuel his size even more, the train carriages gradually becoming easier and a lot smaller compared to his cock-slit.

The final train carriage was snapped off and held in his other fist as his finger pressed the third train carriage down. The fourth and final train carriage was lifted up to Xavier's eyes, he peered at all of the humans and furs inside. His giant predatory eyes gazed at them as he shared a toothy grin. As the micros then had their whole world turn to darkness as they saw beneath them the throbbing monster of a cock aimed up at them. "Now Now. As you've waited in line for your turn, you lucky bugs are going to be rewarded!" The shark slithered as his tongue licked across the carriage. Those inside quarreled and were thrown around as Xavier then pressed them into his urethra. "That's it... In you go" He moaned as the triage carriage slowly parted the urethra. Much like the third, Xavier used his index finger to press the train carriage in. But only partially.

"Now enjoy my little bugs~" Xavier grinned, one muscular arm folded behind his head while his other arm leaned down and his fist clenched around his cock. His fingers barely unable to wrap around the entire shaft. Xavier moaned as he started to pump his massive cock. The train carriage was only half-inserted as those inside were tossed and turned helplessly to the rhythm of Xaviers masturbation. The shark's palm greedily reached down to grope the plump balls that digested hundreds of humans and three train carriages, the balls felt heavy and yearning for release as more cum sloshed around than ever. The Leviathan parted his legs as his fat balls sagged towards the ground. He blushed lightly, feeling his climax was close as it built up from jerking off while the train squirmed half-way inside his urethra.

While this was happening, Xavier continued to grow, unaware of the buildings his muscular body rolled over as he grew even larger. The skyscrapers that towered over him were now so small and insignificant. Tens of thousands were flattened beneath the shark god that jerked off with his toy train. The shark closed his eyes and moaned as he felt the familiar feeling of growth. With his climax imminent, Xavier edged himself as much as possible, shots of pre-cum shot out of the train as his balls thumped and pulverised the streets below with their bloated immense size. His cock became sensitive by the moment.

"Here it comes you little fuckers~" Xavier grunted and growled as he roared out in orgasm, "Mmmmmm... Aaaaaaaah... FUCK YEAH...!" As the shark squinted his eyes, arched his back and thrusted his hips into the air. The micros inside the train screamed as the familiar smell of salty cum wafted over them. Suddenly a tsunami of cum came rushing from beneath. The top half of the train carriage blew apart from the inside as an enormous load of cum washed over the city and buildings. Drowning entire buildings from top to bottom as windows were flooded and all of the micros that were packed in the train were shot out of his cock. While a few of them could not hold on and fell into the shaft, many were shot out and joined the enormous load of cum Xavier dumped all over the city. The city almost entirely left in ruins as the giant shark lounged across the city. Tens of buildings were used as his back-rest as he finished his minute long orgasm, for miles in front of his urethra the lands were flooded with his seed. His cock head also blew some over him and the city behind, but was spared the worst of it as Xavier lustfully looked down to the ruptured train. "Good little micros..."He panted, pressing the remains of the train carriage into his cock as he finally noticed the growth he endured. Before the train carriages, he could merely lean into one building. Now he lounged across tens of them.

"I'm so big now... Look at how small you all are"! Xavier grinned, standing at over 1000ft tall, he grew over double the height as he was completely unaware of the untold deaths he caused during his orgasm. He looked down at a toe and flexed it, flattening a building beneath it which looked identical to the one he fucked earlier. It was so small and insignificant, barely the height of the tip of his toe-claw as he truly admired the enormous growth his body just endured. The world felt like his oyster now, the clouds were close, but as he peered down, the shark had one more thing he wanted to do. His eyes gazing at the tall skyscrapers that used to tower over him, now only went up to his waist and looked fairly thick. Thick enough to ride.

"Oh you boys thought I forgot about you?" Xavier stood up and loomed over the city skyline and the skyscrapers. The business district was largely flooded, and the majority of the buildings were destroyed except for these few in front of him. With Xavier being over ten times the size he was when he first entered the city, these little buildings would prove little resistance to his fat ass. The great white shark lowered his head down to the window, the smallest of movements causing the entire building to shake violently as the sound of his muscled body moving slowly but with such power shook the thousands of humans and furs who sat inside afraid for their lives. Xavier was so large that they first saw his foot, then his cock, then pectorals. Finally they saw the lips turn into a grin as his one eye swallowed the sun up as the mile tall skyscraper all gazed into the one eye of the giant. His yellow eye blinked as he saw all of them inside. His movements were kept subtle, but the surrounding lands terraformed to his will. The sound of rupturing Earth and cataclysmic destruction could be heard, the smell of fresh earth and musk from the shark's cock was pungent in the air.

"Let's give you little fuckers the demise you deserve." Xavier grinned as he stood back up, turning away from him as he squatted over the building. Squatting down as he felt the building prod at his sphincter, parting his ass-cheeks slightly as Xavier grunted. "Oh fuck...You're all so big~" He teased, the building crumbling at the weight of his donut as he pressed down on his ass and his enormous ass swallowed the building.

The micros inside the building were treated to the magnificent view of the shark's fat blue ass as his rump wiggled from his subtle movements. He gave his ass a quick slap which caused a shock-wave to break the glass of the building completely. Those on the roof saw the best view, the entire world covered in shadow as the air became cold. The micros on the roof called out for help the best they could, but they were so small and insignificant that the shark god above was completely unaware of them. The hundreds of micros on the roof swallowed into the ass of the giant blue shark as his chiseled muscles flexed. His body chiseled with every muscle group clearly on display as they all flexed and clenched from the euphoric pleasure the building gave.

Thousands erupted in helpless pleas and were muffled as they were all swallowed alive into the huge rump of the shark.

"Oooof! Hnngh..." Xavier struggled at first to fit the building, the top half slowly wedged itself in.

The building was inserted as bit by bit it slipped in, Xavier lowering his body as he felt his gargantuan body shudder in delight, his back muscles rippled with power as he continued to sit on the building. Xavier peered over his muscular shoulders and noticed that most of the building must have been inside his ass. "That's it...Let's get all of ya inside my ass" The Leviathan spoke with a deep thooming voice that echoed across the silent city that lay in ruins. His ass cheeks clenched as the building disintegrated between his thick meaty cheeks, the building and micros turned to liquid as they splattered across his ass cheeks. The powerful clap of his cheeks and thick ass clamped around the building as the entire building was ripped off away from the earth.

"Oooooooh~" Xavier moaned in pleasure as his cock shot out a river load of cum. The entire building was lifted off the ground as he felt that the final quarter of the building was still not inside. Xavier grinned and pressed his index finger into the bottom of the skyscraper and pressed the base of the building into his ass. He felt his ass struggle to take it all in at first, but then he relaxed and the building slipped in with ease.

With the entire building inside of his ass, his cavity flexed and instinctively started to knead the building. The giant shark stood up to his fall height as he would feel crowds of humans tumbling out of his sphincter. "Now Now...No cheating!" He chuckled, thousands were caught on the tip of his finger as he pressed his finger back into his asshole. Letting the sphincter clench around his finger as he slowly pulled out with a soft shudder. The last of the humans being swallowed into his ass as Xavier smirked and slapped his ass. The sensation of the building crumbling in his ass as well as all of those thousands of souls fueled his growth even more.

The shark flexed his arms as he grew once more. His entire body blotted out the sun for the city and the surrounding continent for tens of miles, standing at an impressive height of 2000ft. The buildings he looked down upon were merely up to his knees. With one more final spank of his ass cheek. Xavier looked towards the pathetic planet and it's ant-sized cities. He gave a firm stroke of his cock as the end was finally coming to these pathetic humans and those furs that they lived with. Every foot-step he took, would cover tens of miles. Tens of thousands could now meet their fate, as Xavier fondly reminisced about the one lifeguard from earlier.

Xavier grinned down and reminisced how the lifeguard sat beneath his entire foot. And how far his growth had accelerated. From a single human, to tens, to hundreds, to thousands. Now Xavier could rapidly grow as his feet were big enough to crush hundreds of thousands under each step.

It was time this planet met its end.

Chapter 7: The End Of The World

The Leviathan stood at the pinnacle of the world, tall as the clouds as he inhaled the fresh air. A deep breath that blew the clouds away as his nostrils flared. The air up here was a lot cleaner, but also thinner for the Shark. He peered down to inspect the planet that he terraformed with every step, creating entire mountain ranges with his foot-prints as his soles sank into the Earth for a mile. Creating slight lava cracks in his step as all life would be wiped out. Volcanoes would merely be less than a speck beneath his gargantuan soft soles now.

"Look at how small you all are" The giant mused, his voice carrying across the lands in a sound similar to a thunderstorm that raged above for tens of miles. His eyes inspected the lands for tens of miles, an endless green pasture that rolled over the planet for miles. Occasionally Xavier would spot a grey patch in the distance which would be some pathetic settlement the land-loving micros made. Xavier could crush the entire city in a dozen steps, but felt like he could enjoy some post-rampaging before ending their lives. His eyes peered away from the horizon back to the city below. Which now looked small enough for him to trample on and completely pulverise.

But his eyes wandered to the outskirts of the opposite end of the city he entered. He could see little flying contraptions and hordes of people, more than he saw in any one spot of the city. The giant knelt down and saw that most micros were injured, as more poured into the evacuation area.

"Aww. How quaint. I don't think you've all realised yet." As Xavier bulged his mountainous biceps and pecs which bounced up and down nicely. The eyes of tens of thousands of micros looked up to Xavier, the gigantic shark which took up the entire horizon, his feet alone was a sight to behold as they swallowed up the landscape. The great white shark so large every subtle moment he made could end all of their lives. Xavier could faintly hear the panics and gun-shots of the military, but a smug grin spread across his muzzle as the arsenal of missiles, bullets and artillery did nothing to deter the giant monster.

"As I was saying" Xavier spoke, allowing the military their moment of retaliation as their weapons seized fire. Xavier clearly left unimpressed as all their weapons explode and shatter on his rock hard muscles with no effect. "You guys are completely fucked~" He coyly winked, his semi-hard cock came into view of all the masses below. The smoke obscuring the shark and his rock-hard cock as the micros below were still in awe of his size, yet alone his city-crushing cock that now looked like it could ram a continent. The fat foreskin made the cock look even bigger, as it loomed over an endless sea of humans. A few furs were present, but a lot less in number than before. Boats also ferried the micros away, but it was far too late for them.

"Hope it's not too tight for you little insects~" Xavier grinned with a glint in his eye. A giant hand scooped beneath the Earth and Xavier dexterously picked up the entire evacuation effort in his palm. Unaware of his growth, Xavier was focused on having fun with the tens of thousands that now sat in his grasp as he opened his fore-skin up. With no words to utter, Xavier felt the excitement rush inside of him as he poured tens of thousands of micros into the heavy and musky foreskin. The entire world went back as their screams weakly echoed up to the giant macrophile. The pre-cum stained shaft and foreskin would make it nice and soft. The scent of his musk and cock would intoxicate the little fuckers as he felt his foreskin struggling to keep all of them insects captive. "Oooooh~" He shuddered, feeling them all squirm and writhe in panic, "That's it! Keep squirming for me....You'll make me grow even bigger!".

Xavier pinched his foreskin at the tip and watched as all of the micros outlines appeared in his foreskin. Bulges appeared as the growth of his cock and size made the little morsels squirm even more. Xavier leant down to his giant cock as he delighted in the muffled screams. The shark moaned with glee as they started to pop. A dark grin formed across his face as they were slowly and humiliatingly crushed in the prison of his foreskin.

"It's almost over...~" Xavier panted, with the squirming of tens of thousands almost gone, he felt the tip of his cock-head press through the grip of his foreskin as his gore-stained cock emerged with the splattered remains and embedded corpses of tens of thousands.

"Uungggh, OH FUCK~" Xavier moaned as he squinted his eyes and concentrated on the growing sensation inside. His cock began to grow with euphoria as all the collected souls of so many micros at once made him shoot up in size. The clouds ripped apart from his growth as his feet carved an unstoppable wave of destruction through the landscape. His entire body flexed and surged with energy, he could feel sparks of thunder emerge from his soft skin as his power writhed in every sinew of his body. Veins protrude across his bulging biceps as his fat cock carved it's way through a small town just ahead of the city.

Xavier moaned and opened his fluttering eyes as the world looked so insignificant to him. Now more than ever as he could not even fathom how large he had just grown. The city looked so small that even his cock could easily destroy it and more. If Xavier had to guess, he must have been over 10000ft tall. The growth was so sensual and euphoric that he did not pay attention to the untold deaths that he had unawarely caused by crushing hundreds of thousands under foot.

By the hour, Xavier was becoming more of a god. The whole world watched as the end-times were near. A lot of them prayed to Xavier to spare them, but a god's needs are more important than those of the sculking ants beneath him. He wanted to fuck, and it was going to take more and more to satisfy him. And Xavier was not going to finish until he was satisfied. Xavier smugly smirked down at the small crater his palm created earlier, then peered at the rock hard cock that was smothered nicely with the dried blood of all those insignificant whelps from earlier. The city looked so small to him now. It was hard to imagine that merely an hour ago where he stood under all of those skyscrapers, now, they barely stood as tall as his thick three digit toes. Even now, Xavier would wonder about the lifeguard and to the black Tyrannosaurus who mysteriously appeared and vanished twice before him. His mind snapped back to the city below, his huge cock throbbing above as Xavier blushed lightly and exhaled a hot steamy breath.

"Now you little ones get to admire the true size of a god~" Xavier slithered as he licked his lips and bit down on his lower lip. He positioned his cock over the entire city, pressing down on his cock-head with his index finger as he roared out in orgasmic pleasure as his phallus crushed the city. A gigantic thump sound erupted from the city as large dirt impact clouds formed around the impact of his cock. The sound took a few moments to travel as Xavier was so large, he felt all of those buildings distingirate. And he could still feel hundreds of thousands in the city and towns around crushed beneath his shaft. The nicely lubed up shaft created a seismic thoom that caused lava to crack and form over the once prosperous city. Xavier hunched over the city, slamming a fist either side of it as the gargantuan great white shark started to fuck the city and the towns for miles around.

His cock and orbs became so sensitive to the pleasure he experienced, that he could still enjoy the masses getting splattered as he could imagine them screaming in a panic. Their cries are no longer heard by the monolithic blue shark god above, who just fucked them for the fun of it.

Unawarely crushing many hundreds of thousands more. Only after a few slow but landscape shattering thrusts, Xavier empties his heavy balls once more as his cock rolled over the landscape and he unleashed his load once more.

"UNNNHHH! FUCK. ROOOOOOOOOOOAR~" Xavier roared as his body went limp from the sheer orgasm he experienced. His fists rolled over multiple military camps without mercy.

Unaware of all the miserable bugs below as his cock and balls terraformed the landscape. The city was nothing but a small grey smear along the underside of his cock as his balls dragged across the ocean and began pulverising tens of ships beneath them. Drowning many thousands of sailors beneath his sweaty and salty balls as Xavier created an ocean of semen over the land. An entire sea birthed from one orgasm by the great white shark as he hunched over, sweating, blushing at the load he just shot as his head spun.

"Oh...Fuck..." He panted in heavy but slow breaths. His powerful chest drummed a small rhythm as his arms weakly held his body over the gore and cum-stained remains of the city and lands around him. The world started to look distant for this mega-macro. Unaware of his growth, the shark ascended into the heavens as the countryside around him was decimated as he stood at around 15000ft. The sharks muscled bulked up even more as he became more muscled and chiseled with every growth spurt he endured. With the pitiful city beneath his cock decimated, Xavier was keen on experimenting with his new size.

Xavier stood to his full height, inspecting the lands beneath him as he took a few steps. Each step covered miles of land as he grinned down at a city in front of his paws. All of the small moving little contraptions the micros had were barely noticeable, the micros even less so as they looked so microscopic in comparison to even the smallest crevices in his soles. The great white shark dexterously anchored his enormous arm around his muscular pecs and waist, stroking his cock as he hovered his entire foot over the city.

"Such insignificant little--" As Xavier stomped down onto the city, a shockwave emitting for tens of miles as he shot some pre-cum imagining a million lives being snuffed out in an instant.

"--Insects~" As he pressed his foot into the city, kneading the city a little as his foot flesh formed a nice deep imprint of his stomp. The shark grinded his foot side to side as he lifted it up and the city no longer existed, not a trace of it remains on the land as he saw on his blue-sole the crumbles of the city rolling off his heel as the power he held over the micros was exhilarating.

Xavier peered past his foot and noticed a city right next to it, while it was probably a good two-three hours drive. It was but a single step for the mega-macro. Xavier leant down on all fours, unaware of the untold destruction he caused as he leaned his massive snout up close to the city. All the poor souls saw was a sharp of razor sharp and carnivorous fangs as his saliva drooled from his fangs as he gave a toothy snarl.

"You're all so small that I can devour you whole!" As Xavier peered across the continent ahead, which started to shrink around him as his growth grew passively. "Now let's see how an entire 'city' of yours tastes in comparison to the single humans I ate earlier!" Xavier teased as he dragged his tongue across the city, buildings, cars and the military alike were all slurped up onto that vicious tongue. The fat yellow tongue rolled up as they were all equally spread across the entire tongue. His hot breath washed over them as they could taste the shark's own seed on his tongue. Xavier sloshed the micros around, even crunching down on buildings and skyscrapers alike as millions of micros were thrown down into the gullet of the shark as he gave a hearty gulp and swallowed them all. Much like the single micro on the beach, he tilted his head back and rumbled as he massaged the lump in his throat until it vanished as they would all be fuel to further their god's rampage.

"Mmm, A city does taste nice!" Xavier chuckled as he stood back up. While he was distracted with his voring of an entire city, his growth shot up to over 30000ft. The mass death and destruction fuelled his growth exponentially as he felt the very Earth tremble beneath him. The giant shark could no longer control the growth spurts he endured. The micros, the cities, the continents. All of them started to look small and pathetic compared to the Leviathan that stood over them all.

Unaware to the shark, the world sent it's united military forces to take the shark down.

But unfortunately for them, it was too late. The combined forces of the globe, millions of soldiers, thousands of tanks and a dizzying array of missiles fired upon the shark. All of them exploded into the soles and toes of the shark, not even stirring his attention as they were all crushed within seconds. A big blue wall of death rolled over them as they just joined the countless red smears beneath the sharks feet. Their screams unheard as their last moments were watching the giant shark grow into the heavens from all the power he absorbed from the civilisations. The efforts of the planet to quell the invader was quashed; And Xavier, none the wiser, continued his rampage after enjoying his monolithic growth spurt.

"That never gets old, now, where was I? Ah--" Xavier snapped his finger as he peered down at the continent that shrank. His giant toes flexed and drummed over multiple cities as he started by grinding a single toe onto a city. Then he watched as his toe grew even more and this time.

He crushed three cities worth under a single toe -as he grinded his toe on top of them as if it was a cigarette. "So small..." The shark grinned as his toe grinded tens of millions of lives out in an instant. With the continent looking small enough to toy with, Xavier smirked as he made his way to the ocean.

"Now let's see how you all handle my fat cock~" Xavier chuckled, standing inside the ocean which barely came up to his inner-thighs. His massive rock hard cock was veiny as his phallus throbbed even larger. His cock positioned nicely over the entire continent as the shadow of his shaft spelled an early demise for the entire continent.

"I wonder how big my fat cock is in comparison to this little continent!" As Xavier gave his cock a firm stroke, then slapped his cock down onto the continent and let out a moan. Some ropes of cum shooting over another continent as Xavier closed his eyes and focused on the sensations of all those souls below. Hundreds of millions of lives all crying out in one moment as they were all squashed into the gigantic blue cock, his yellow cock-tip smearing untold lives underneath it as the warm magma of the Earth ruptured and warmed up his giant cock. The Leviathan opened his eyes, as he enjoyed watching, enjoying - all of those souls absorbed into his cock as his cock grew over the continent and rammed it's way through hundreds of miles in seconds.

"Oh you little guys are SO much smaller than me now~" Xavier teased as his tongue rolled out of his maw playfully as he pressed his cock-tip down to finish the job. A few more millions of micros won't hurt, as Xavier watched. He imagined millions tried to flee from his growth, but the aura of his growth and chiseled muscle and fat cock flattened all of them without him even trying. "Nothing can stop me now...Oh Fuck yeah..."Xavier moaned as his growth took over, he no longer had to lift a finger as his growth and huge cock fucked the land beneath it. Hundreds of millions turned to billions of lives as Xavier felt his growth and massive cock crush a continent, then two of them, as finally the planet could no longer contain him. The planet looked so insignificant and pathetic in comparison to him, that his body drifted off into space. At first he struggled to breath, but then a familiar feeling, like he was being watched appeared. All of a sudden, he could breathe in space. As if at a snap of a finger, magic happened and he could breath. No longer contained by the planet's gravity, his world crushing muscles flexed and bulged as he watched the planet shrink in comparison to him.

"Mmmm" The shark rumbled, words were not needed as his fat cock grinded over one side of the entire planet. Billions of lives snuffed out as he teased them, his small cum-shot drowning out billions more as he continued to grow.

Xavier watched as the planet shrank as the minutes passed. He watched his body begin to loom over the planet slowly, as he had a deviously cruel idea. One that made his balls churn needingly. Now that the planet was merely the size of a marble to him, Xavier used a single index finger to press the planet into his urethra. "Now let's end this mmm? Just accept your demise my little pets...and die ....~" Xavier moaned, his urethra parted as the tiny planet was pressed into his cock. The planet was much smaller than his own cock-slit as it slid in with ease.

Xavier moaned out lovingly, as he held the planet in place as his cum came rushing out around the planet and into space itself. Xavier felt the planet begin to crumble as it slid nicely into his shaft, the bulge of the planet travelling down the length of his cock as it was squeezed sensually. Xavier started to jerk off his fat cock as he felt that planet vibrate and squirm in his shaft, imagining billions of lives screaming out in unity for his mercy. And all he could think about was a good wank. The shark stroked his cock eagerly to massage the planet down his tract, until it rested in his balls. Xavier felt the planet join his balls, he pumped his cock with no self-control, feeling all those billions of lives churn inside his balls sent him over the edge. The thought of them all digesting into his cum made his mind run wild. His mind flashed back to earlier in the rampage when he merely had a 'train' carriage sat in his urethra, now it was an entire planet. How big and humongous he has grown since. The power he absorbed and the sheer orgasmic sensation of growing sent him over the edge. Now that an entire planet with billions of lives sloshed around inside his balls. He could no longer deny his divine climax.

"F-Fuck Yeah. Let's make you little fucks useful..."Panted the shark, pumping his cock with vigor. Each pump powerful enough to pulverise a planet into pieces as his balls tightened up.

The planet-sized bulge in his balls appeared briefly, before Xavier groped his big balls and the outline of the planet vanished back inside the balls. His palm gripping his balls as he squeezed hard, "AAAH. FUCK YEAH!" The great white roared. The planet melted into a massive pool of cum as his fat balls grew exponentially in size. That was until the shark pumped his massive cock with both hands and blew his load into space. The cum-shot so powerful that it destroyed the entire solar system, each planet blown apart from the semen as the sun was doused out and destroyed. The fragments of all the planets scattered into the black void of space. The planet remnants would be all that remains of the milky way, as well as galaxy-sized waves of cum drifting in space.

"Ahh...Much better." Xavier leaned back almost in pitch black as the light of nearby stars glowed bright. "Nice to give these humans a reason to name it the 'Milky' Way. Guess they saw their pathetic and inevitable demise to their shark god huh. To think they even knew it would be inside my balls" Xavier laughed, with one palm he cupped his balls and rubbed them sensually.

Out of breath from the most orgasmic rampage he had ever known. Xavier would continue to drift in space, leaning back and enjoying the after glow of his rampage. His other hand idly stroked his cock as he gave a toothy grin. The shark shuddered in glee as he felt all the gore streaks that stained his cock. While he was going to drift endlessly in space, why not enjoy jerking off. Who knows, he might drift into a planet even larger, and have even more fun with a much bigger civilization. Xavier shrugged at the thought and smiled, reminiscing to the lifeguard, to the t-rex, and how his horny lust-filled rampaging adventure started. His toothy grin turned to a content smile, as he gave out a relaxing sigh.

No longer sweating or out of breath from the rampage. Space was peaceful, relaxing, and a much fitting place for a god like him to watch over the masses than a ball of rock. The great white shark licked his lips as he allowed the stars to guide him to the next planet. Maybe he could toy with other civilisations and use them to grow. Such thoughts aroused the shark, as he eagerly awaited his next rampage. Taking a well earned rest as he rubbed his balls once more.

Xavier closed his eyes and imagined all of those billions of lives inside his sacks. Now a part of something much greater, and bigger, than they ever were.

THE END

Prologue

"Wake up....Wake up..." A deep voice thoomed out from the countless stars. Xavier woke up as he drifted slowly in space. The voice was familiar to him, stars started to brightly shine as the head of the tyrannosaurus rex appeared in front of Xavier, who jolted awake, shocked by what he saw.

"I know you! I saw you earlier! Who are you?" Xavier pointed. Despite his rampage, he had never felt so small. This tyrannosaurus head looked bigger than a universe, the sheer power and omnipotence he carried made Xavier wonder how much bigger he could really grow.

A sadistic smile crawled over the snout of the tyrannosaurus rex, the stars moved around with every word he spoke. His lips terraformed the constellations of stars as his gaze was hotter than any star in existence.

"That's right. I was watching you, impressed by you, I liked what I saw." The reptile spoke, Xavier was merely larger than a cluster of stars as this massive figure's head alone took up an entire universe - if not more, to merely show a part of himself that was projected. "You look like the perfect candidate for a new project."

Xavier grinned, intrigued, curious what such an omnipotent figure would want with him. "Oh, and what project is that?"

"You have a choice - Xavier. Join me, and go through the portal, or stay here. In the endless vacuum of space." As the large saurian responded, a giant purple portal appeared in front of Xavier. Stretching to accommodate his size as Xavier stood before it. The giant reptile gave Xavier little choice, but the alternative did not look very appealing or rouse his interest as much as this god in the sky. He gave it a few moments thought. Then he nodded up to the universe sized reptile, and allowed his body to drift into it. The shark looked up to the giant saurian head, who now arched over the portal as two giant eyes blot out the light of the universe as everything faded to black. Xavier would only be left with his consciousness as the tyrannosaurus' voice spoke inside of his mind.

"As for the project Xavier. That is - Project Extinction. And as for who I am?" The voice paused, "My name is Typhek, The Tyrant. A Warrior from another world".

Xavier felt his body pulled through the portal as the thoom of the deep gritty voice faded inside of his mind. His mind raced with so many questions. What was this Project Extinction? And more importantly, who was Typhek? Xavier fell unconscious as he would find out soon enough.

title: Project Extinction aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Adam0800] id: [43034239] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 5:24:41 下午

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Project Extinction

Author: Adam0800 Source: Project Extinction

Prelude

"Welcome Home, Leviathan"

Xavier, the great white shark with his beautiful blue rough skin. Woke to his body stepping through the purple portal and into a stone brick chamber full of buff anthropomorphic reptiles.

They wore minimal tribal clothing for the most part, but it looked clear that the more jewels or armour they wore; The higher standing they had within the tribe. There were many dinosaurs present, a Triceratops, Stegosaurus, a few Spinosaurus and even a giganotosaurus who stood guard with nothing but a leathery drape over his groin. Though it barely hid the gigantic girth he had as Xavier quickly scanned elsewhere in the room.

"Where am I?" Xavier rubbed his head as his vision was blurry, a few blinks and a moment later and he could fully see the room and everyone within it.

"You are in our world, Shark. We've not seen your kind for quite some time." A small but mature looking skink walked on over. The small lizard wore some rainbow feathers atop what looked like Mayan headwear, gold bracelets and ankle jewellery could be seen. Xavier even saw what looked like a few humans tied up to the underfoot of the lizard, who briefly groaned out before a large blue toe shut them up as they were pinned into the worn sandal.

"What am I doing here?"

The little lizard looked over to him then everyone else then back at the large great white shark who towered over him. Yet, he showed not a glimpse of fear. "I am Scal'Kazzix. I am one of the tribe shamans here with an affinity to magic" As he paused and glanced at Xavier, "Or technology on your world. I've been here researching this ancient temple and its out of world power for quite some time. Our world, 'Saurustopia', is named after our lizard heritage."

Xavier heard the gentle buzzing of the portal and started to walk down the golden stairs that were adorned with jewels on either side, it looked like the walkway to ancient temples of gods or even higher beings. The lizard was at the bottom as he ushered Xavier to follow him.

"You were summoned by a warrior of our world, tasked with a new project that takes absolute responsibility..." Scal'Kazzix gave a dark grin to Xavier, "Or it can fulfil your deepest darkest desires too. I shall leave our warrior to address you, speaking of, where-is-"

Another portal opened up in the centre throne, outstepped a familiar-looking figure for Xavier as the distinct snout and eyes were that of someone he met during his rampage on Earth.

"Is that you?"

Typhek's black scales and hide made it through the portal. His heavy footstep cracked the metal beneath it as some small compies rushed over to begin spraying some magic odour to seal the cracks. This seemed like common practice as dinosaurs rushed over to both sides of his throne as he walked down the steps. The Tyrannosaur gave a smug grin to the other dinosaurs below, all of which bowed their heads down and clenched a fist and held it to their chest.

"--Ah, that would be our warrior. Typhek. Wait, what's happened to--No. Has he Evolved?!"

Xavier looked around and watched as the other dinosaurs were in spectacle and awe. He overheard them saying how he used to be green and cream coloured, but now he was more black and coal coloured. A few reptiles with adorned scales rushed over and started taking notes on parchments. The shark did notice that while there were many dinosaur species including pterodactyls, there was not a single Tyrannosaur other than Typhek.

Scal'Kazzix looked up to Xavier and with his staff, prodded his leg to get his attention. "He's one of the last, if not -the last Tyrannosaurus left with us. We have our own issues and battles in our world and we lost many. Every state in our world deemed the T-Rex nothing but mindless husks, unintelligible creatures who were only good for war. It was a good way to kill two birds and one stone you see. Our species look up to the Tyrants, who in our world were seen as leaders, like Kings." Scal'Kazzix pointed over to Typhek who was nodding as a carpet of humans were laid flat in front of him. The large black saurian not even acknowledging his step as he tramples on dozens at a time, all held together by rope. "Now that he has been the first to evolve, a process that takes millions of years. He'll be even more of a target by our enemies now. Though who knows what powers he has now."

"So what happened to Typhek before all of this?" Xavier pondered, as he saw just how massive and terrifying Typhek was in person. Yet alone to the astral projection which swallowed a universe for Xavier.

Scal'Kazzix sighed and a wash of sadness washed over him, as he then pipped up in joy.

"We took him in. His parents went missing during the war of Scalia. Where every single T-Rex was slain on both sides. Typhek was given to us by his mother at a very young age, and asked us to protect him and raise him as our own." As Scal'Kazzix then gave Xavier a smile, "Though his father was anything bigger you ever knew. Terrifying fellow, he wore the most beautiful armour, and he was a strategic genius in battle. Though his mother was more of a gentle type, despite being more than capable of kicking most of our ass. His father said that if anything happened to Typhek, then there was no army in our world capable of stopping him exact his revenge. And after all the wars he has won, and stories of him slaying armies by himself, we took that VERY seriously."

"What does he want with me then?" Xavier asked curiously, as Typhek had his subjects kiss his hands, and even a couple of raptors lay down to begin licking at his foot as he raised each foot by the heel to give the raptors slender tongue ample surface to lick. The dried blood splatters and dirt being licked away as Typhek's cock was visible for all of those who gathered and was semi-hard.

"You'll find out for yourself, Leviathan. Though I must warn you. Do not underestimate him.

There's nothing scarier than a Tyrannosaur who can use both his brain and brawl".

Scal'Kazzix then met with the eyes of Typhek who came over. As he walked over, the thump of his foot-step was ever prevalent, shaking the foundations of the temple as bits of dust rained down from the roof. While Xavier was standing in a beautiful but ancient and well-kept chamber.

He felt like this entire world was unlike anything he would ever see. It smelt of lavender and roses as candles were placed across the room.

"You must have been impressive to have him summon you here. While he's only a warrior of our tribe, he's helped a lot of our people. Even if he does enjoy ending untold lives for his incredibly high libido. Try not to let him down." As Scal then smiled and pointed with his golden staff at the humans on the ground, "Otherwise you'll make better use as a trample rug for him!".

Scal'Kazzix began to laugh as Xavier chuckled awkwardly with him, but Scal gave the great white shark a reassuring prod with a smile as the massive saurian towered over the both of them. A dark shadow shadowed him as his eyes glowed momentarily, then his muscular frame came into view as his pectorals and fists were twice the size of Xavier's. A strong dominant and authoritative stance over the two as Typhek looked towards Xavier and his rough-blue skin.

"You must be 'The Leviathan' I watched."

"I am, and my name as you know - is Xavier".

Typhek gave a smug smile then a reassuring grope to the shark's shoulder, Typhek was at least several feet taller and his grip was something Xavier winched at as his incredible muscles bulged.

"Would you like me to fetch your armour?" Scal'Kazzix bowed his head to Typhek.

"No need to. I'll be having a chat with Xavier."

Scal'Kazzix bowed his upper body down and waved, "I will let you be. I'll be collecting the latest data from both of your rampages".

"You have a unique name compared to those with our tongue. Though that is fitting for your species. You must have a lot of questions Xavier, though let me say that you were incredibly enjoyable to watch."

Xavier grinned a little up to Typhek, then looked down to the impressive but huge size of his shaft as Xavier blushed a little, but felt his own groin stir.

"I know, it's impressive huh? Can't tell you how many worlds have been crushed or fucked by my fat cock" Typhek grinned back down to Xavier, "Though I never met another 'Giant' or 'Macro' like you. That's what we call giant anthropomorphic animals like you. So when I was watching, I needed to watch and get the best seat.

"You blew quite the load huh?"

"Multiple times. I've always had an affinity for squishing out the weak and insignificant. Like those humans over there." Typhek pointed to the splattered bodies of the humans who were being shrunk down even further and stepped on by the small 5ft lizards. Who felt aroused and felt a taste of the power that Typhek and Xavier held." But alas, I did not bring you here just to fawn and wank over your rampaging. No. You've been recruited for something much bigger than anything you can fathom."

Xavier then began walking with Typhek as the two of them watched as the crowd of dinosaur species started to disband, but they all watched Typhek and pointed to him as the words of 'Evolution' and 'Evolved' echoed out. "For Project Extinction, right?"

"Exactly! So, Project Extinction started when we were still a primitive species in this world - Saurustopia. When our ancestors found this, our tribe had to investigate this ancient device.

This artefact did not belong to this world, yet it was abandoned and left for us to toy with. We studied this for thousands of years, evolving our own technology based on what we found here.

Yet it became our duty to protect this device, and to use this device to not only watch over the universe. But to destroy any species or planets that are proven to be a threat to others." Typhek then showed Xavier a map of the planet 'Earth', but the diagram had many other versions.

"While I'm not the smartest or 'scientific' type like Scal'Kazzix. I do know that the universe has many variations called 'Parallel Universes'. Meaning that the Earth you fucked, which was great by the way. Is not the same Earth I left in pieces."

Xavier then looked around and saw only a few guards and asked, "So with something so powerful, why not have more defenses, or end the wars here?"

Typhek then peered down and folded his arms, "That's a fair question. But if our enemies knew of this power? We would not be able to defend it, nor do we want to risk collateral damage on civilians. The war would never end if people forever lived in fear and rebelled against us for using this 'demonic magic'."

Xavier then paced a little, stroking his chin. "So where do I come into this?"

"You Xavier? Well. I have been the first and only 'macro' to use this technology until now. And I want you to join me, and help our species with our adventures. A lot of the time it'll be culling the weak, but we can also be sent on missions to protect, or even to use our size to help the species develop."

"Then why is it called Project Extinction?"

"I never came up with the name. But it is rather fitting, isn't it? That we can extinct entire species, and if we were to fail. Our world or another world as a failure of our inaction could also go Extinct." Typhek mused, it appeared to Xavier that he did not fully know the answers. Though he was not merely a mindless pawn that just took commands, he thought for himself and his own morals.

"Then where did my nickname come from, and yours?"

Typhek smiled a little and chuckled. "Your name came from the mythologies and legends your antics caused in your world. 'Leviathan'. It's also a good codename for you. As you don't want everyone knowing your true identity."

"And yours?"

"Mine? Well. Mine came from my time before Project Extinction, back when I was fighting for this tribe. Once I was informed by Scal'Kazzix over there, I volunteered to be the harbinger of death and destruction for our tribe. I have been a warrior on this world, and fighting battles on every other world I set my foot upon. Though with our powers here..." Typhek gave a chuckle and glanced at the portals. "I would say that the shamans and magic users here allowed me to more... 'massacre' our enemies. It's how I discovered my love of trampling smaller and inferior species. To best serve the needs of my people and..."As Typhek grinned and groped his fat semi-hard cock, giving it a stroke as he smirked,"...And my own."

Xavier felt his own dick throb, and could even inhale the musk of Typhek's masculine member slightly. "D-Do you plan to recruit anymore of these 'Macros'?" as the shark felt his blush brighten and muscular chest huff.

"If there are worthy 'Macros' then yes, absolutely. If they are hunks like you Xavier then I intend to recruit a lot more. As we could always use more giants to keep the tinies under wraps. Plus we can use more 'Chosen Macros' to get resources for our tribe and world. And to become a part of the 'Macroverse'. An entire reality, entire existence, run by macros who rule over entire universes by themselves if proven."

A familiar voice called out to Typhek as the slightly posh but scaly raspy voice of Scal'Kazzix called out, "Typhek. It looks like there is another world for you to destroy. It is classed as an 'Extinction' event, and it's another planet Earth."

"Humans? Again?!" Typhek called over, at first he looked pissed off. But then he grinned and Xavier sighed as Typhek looked much more perked up.

"Your favourite pass-time species, they seem to get our attention a lot lately. They're like vermin or disease with the way they spread and evolve on their planets. I want you to crush all of them underfoot!".

"That won't be a problem Scal." As Typhek began preparing for the next rampage. He started to walk away from Xavier as he said, "Make yourself at home, Leviathan. Remember to use our codenames out in public. Are you sure you're still interested in Project Extinction?"

"I have never been so sure on something in my entire life, I think I've qualified for Project Extinction when I've just caused the extinction of an entire human species with my fat cock."

Typhek grinned and winked over his broad shoulder, "I like you. That's a good attitude to have, Leviathan. Be sure to prove yourself to the tribe and who knows - you might even be able to rule over your own world as a reward...". Typhek then started to walk up to the top of the centre throne in the room, he peered over to the shamans and scientists as a portal opened up.

"You will be going back to 'Earth X95'. A parallel version of Earth which is almost identical to the original. By the time you come back, thousands of years have already passed for them, and they have recovered. Remember, show them no mercy. The only thing they deserve is extinction. "

Typhek smirked and groped on his member as the purple portal opened up, the warrior took a deep breath, "I'll have fun finishing the job this time, it looks like they didn't learn their lesson".

The large tyrannosaur began stepping forward into the portal. The little lizard critters quickly fill up the cracks and paint from the giant tyrant's footsteps. Xavier looked over to the small crowd of saurians who were all blushing and horny from the sight of the naked Tyrannosaur.

Scal'Kazzix then walked up beside Xavier as the two of them watched Typhek embark on the next rampage and he asked, "So what do you think?"

"I think I'm gonna like it here. And I think we're going to get on great." Xavier chuckled lightly that brought a smile to the gold lizard skink shaman. "Though I have one last question?"

"Yes, Leviathan?" He answered while he knew the true name of the shark. He opted to speak in codenames, and rarely let slip of the 'Warriors' true name. The shaman was still pondering about the evolution Typhek went through, and what potential his new evolution could have on his work. Whether it made him more powerful, faster, or intelligent. Only time could tell. No celebrations as of yet, but this world, and others, will soon know of Evolved Typhek.

"If all of you show your rank based on apparel. Why does Typhek never wear any armour when rampaging?"

Scal'Kazzix then burst out laughing which took Xavier by surprise. After a few moments and a few glances. The shaman then chuckled, "Would you want to get your armour and clothes covered in dirt and the remains of those pathetic species that you crush underfoot?"

Xavier fondly reminisced about the world he just destroyed while being incredibly horny. The shark groped his balls and rumbled. Cupping his orbs and rubbing them thinking about Sam and how he was still in there, and if there was a way to materialise him once more.

Xavier then glanced at Scal'Kazzix after a few moments, "Fair point" he chuckled. As the two of them watched the black hulking tyrannosaurs vanish into the portal.

Chapter 1: The Return Of The Warrior

The gigantic purple portal opened up to the deep sea, the large tyrannosaurus managed to take a deep breath as he began swimming in the dark depths of the ocean. His size was relatively unknown in the pitch-black open ocean. However, he noticed his eyes after a few moments managed to adapt to the darkness. All manor of sea life and creatures dwelled down here, the giant octopus was not so giant to him. The black tyrannosaur slowly began to surface back up, avoiding the decompression sickness as his eyes peered towards a metallic object swimming towards him.

"Admiral, you might want to take a look at this."

"What, what would you have me---Oh my dear god. What the--" As the crew stood stunned at the giant figure. It did not appear on their radar, and it did not look like an enemy submarine.

"Whatever the hell that is, fire some torpedoes at it. We're only in a miniature test submarine, we don't want to use our nukes on some giant Godzilla looking thing."

"But Sir we---"

"Fire the damn torpedoes!"

With that, the twenty man crew began hauling as torpedoes were loaded into the submarine. It was only a trial run to test the pressure the submarine could resist, but it also looks like a good time to test its limited firepower. Two torpedoes hauled through the water and hit the tyrannosaurus square on the chest, causing an underwater explosion as Typhek roared out loud. The water obscured their view as the roars were drowned out.

"It looks like you're too puny to do anything more..."A deep gluttonous voice growled out. Out from the depths of the water, a pair of glowing redeyes appeared. The silhouette of the giant tyrannosaur came into view as he had evolved to breathe underwater. His semi-hard boner came into view and twitched with eager anticipation as Typhek leaned down to give them a pearly snarl with his fangs.

"S-Sir we need to retreat!"

"Turn us around we need to get out of AHHH---"

Typhek had seized the submarines as it attempted to glide past him, his gigantic claw wrapped around the small vessel. The tyrannosaur could at least figure out he was 50ft if he based it off the wildlife and small vessel he grasped. His giant erection smeared over the cock-pit and the crew, teasing them with his inevitable demise. Both claws grasped ahold of it as he rammed his semi-hard fat shaft into the submarine. The crew screamed and were crushed in an instant as that big black saurian dick thrust into the submarine. He could feel the little pops along with his cock as his large phallus penetrated the submarine and the tip penetrated the hull of the ship as the Warrior started to masturbate in the water with this little submarine fleshlight. The large saurian felt his body tingle at the sensation of those little arrogant men being popped by his fat member. His claw groped and pumped faster until he hilted the entire submarine into the base of his shaft. Crushing it into little pieces as he began to blow his load.

Unaware to him, the submarine held two nukes on board, and as Typhek blew torrents of hot seed into the ocean. The two nukes detonated and in an instant, a white light appeared and everything for tens of miles underwater was decimated.

"This is Delta, do you copy Blackstrike, over?"

"This is Delta, repeat, do you copy Blackstrike, over?"

No response.

A nearby aircraft carrier began making its way over to the site of detonation. The detonation caused an enormous rupture on the surface, a massive torrent of water shot out for miles as the ship approached.

"This is Delta, what is your location, do you have a signal, over?"

No response. However, this time something else slowly began to emerge from the location site.

The head of the Warrior appeared from the water, then the arms and lastly the lower thigh. This massive creature placed his claws at his waist and arrogantly grinned down to the aircraft carrier as he took it completely by surprise. The nearby island made it incredibly easy for Typhek to use the underwater sand dunes to appear right in front of the aircraft carrier to make his appearance.

"You're so pitiful, all of you little creatures trying to stop my reign. So pathetic..." He grinned, looking down to the crowds of sailors and airmen who gathered on the deck of the ship. They craned their necks up and blinked twice as the enormous reptile radiated with atomic energy.

"It's a shame you are not more fun to toy with. Though with this new power you gave me..." The large warrior flexed and felt his energy renewed." It looks like I'll have a lot of fun exterminating you pests". As Typhek finished, some gunfire and turrets began firing up at the large t-rex. The ship began to sail away as he leaned down and pulled it closer. "Tsk tsk, where do you think you're going. You make me this big and grow, and you aren't going to stay around to enjoy it?"

As Typhek pressed the hull of the aircraft into his ball sacks, pinning some of the sailors beneath it. "At least your puny vessel will be good to measure how big my fat cock is now!" As Typhek slapped his dick onto the deck of the ship. A choir of cries rang up to the saurian as his shaft crushed hundreds in an instant, explosions leaked from the underside of his member as the warmth of them and the struggle micros made his meat rock hard. His shaft took up at least 80% of the runway as his member began to grow larger.

"That's it little insects, you better work on my fat cock..." though he already knew he was not trying to fight him. They were trying to survive.

"S-Sir E-Evacuate!"

"There's nothing we can do!" The ship commander called out, as they scrambled to fight the giant monster which used them as a cock-measure.

Typhek curled his claws into a fist and rested them on his hips, flexing his muscular pecs and biceps as explosives did not even leave a scorch mark on his impressive scales and mountainous muscles. His cock grew heavier and bigger by the moment, small groups of soldiers fled by were splattered by the growing phallus that ran over them. The entire shaft now took up the full runway as the sun was blot out by the saurian's head. His glowing red eyes smugly looking down at the destruction he caused by merely resting his member onto the ship.

The ship began to sink beneath the weight of the massive dick, along with what must have been additional leakages due to the initial impact. Sailors began to dive overboard as the large Warrior grinned, "Now you're sinking from the weight of my dick alone? Hah". The large saurian decided to make things a little more interesting, as he started to move the aircraft carrier towards the shore. By the time the sailors and soldiers knew what he planned, it was already over.

"R-Run-Ahhh!" Screamed the crowds, the large saurian propped both legs on either side of the aircraft carrier as his foot slammed into the beach on either side. His rock hard meat began humping the entire deck of the ship. Smears began to appear all over the deck of the ship as the pleas of those little pathetic men were snuffed out by the moans of the large dinosaur above.

He merely humped his way through the ship, his member thrusting through the ship again and again until it was nothing more than debris beneath his shaft. "Hnngh... That's it... You better all perish beneath my cock and make me fuck'in cum!"

Those who survived were washed up ashore and watched in some groups as a mile away they watched this massive dinosaur hump and disintegrate the aircraft carrier beneath his huge black meat. The shores began to turn bloody as the salty sea air was replaced by his musk.

Typhek humped and lost all sense of composure, his cheeks blushing as his eyes squinted.

Unaware of his growth from the euphoria he was experiencing, bit by bit the ship became smaller until his giant member completely decimated it into the beach. The giant dick grew even bigger compared to his own body, the cock-tip girthy with good length as it reached his pectorals. "Hnngh... Now, this is where you all die and make me cum! That's it..." He panted, "Accept your fate as my fucking lube...." as the large reptile gave out a monstrous roar. With one last thrust, the wreckage of the ship was obliterated as massive cum-shots covered the initial treeline of the island. His balls smeared unknown amounts of sailors underneath them as they dragged across the beach and pulverised a dozenhumans during the climax, all unaware of the monster as he panted and gave his member a few encouraging strokes.

The survivors watched on in horror as the saurian came to his senses, the entire scene looked like a warzone. Shots that missed the saurian left craters on the island as wreckage and lifeless bodies were all that remained of the aircraft carrier.

"W-We're all doomed..." One of the sailors muttered out.

"Not like we can do anything else, look how fucking huge he is!"

The small groups of sailors formed around as they watched the fire engulf the wreckage as the saurian stood back up to his impressive height. Typhek took in a deep breath, opening his eyes as he exhaled as he folded his arms and looked nonchalantly at the humans merely a mile away. "I want you to remember this. And I want you to live with what happened today. Be sure to send me the vids of me fucking your vessel, I could do with a good wank later!"

"I-I don't even..."

"Don't worry, I can hear you. I'll just have my friend take them from your devices. So when I return after fucking your planet, I can enjoy them for myself!" As Typhek gave a quick wink. As quick as he arrived, the large black saurian slowly strode back into the water. Allowing the water to completely envelop his water as the sailor's watched his entire body vanish. The last thing they saw was his sadistic smile as his eyes glowed through the black fumes of the glowing wreckage.

The sailors looked to one another and knew this was not the end. But only the beginning.

Chapter 2: The Warrior Arrives Ashore

Typhek swam through the waters until he could see land in the nearby distance. His body adapted to swimming underwater as he saw various boat motors. The harbour was busy as fishermen prepared to go out for the day. A nearby naval base was also established, though it was far smaller than the normal humans one used.

"Must have been where that little fuck vessel came from.." Typhek mused underwater as he approached the harbour.

The fisherman was boarding their ships as they started to set up to the open seas. They opened their nets, checking their sails as one of them dropped their compass. "U-Uh....Did you guys see that?"

"See what? There's nothing but sea-gulls Greg."

"I-I just thought I saw a massive tail!"

"Don't be stupid Greg, nothing that big would ever exist like---Aaah!"

"Of course something big like me can exist, silly little morsel." Typhek mused in response as he rose from the water. His eyes emerged from the water beside the ship. His prehistoric orange and red eyes glared at the fisherman as the rest of his snout surfaced from the water. The ship was lifted up along with huge amounts of water which splashed down onto the harbour. As the massive monster stood up to full height as the washes crashed into his lower thighs. The ship fell down to its demise as the Warrior stood at the centre of the harbour, where crowds of gathered sailors and fisherman stood at the enormous figure.

"So this is where all your little boats come from huh?" Typhek mused, "That little fuck boat was a lot of fun. Though I don't see anything else here quite as impressive. Oh well...". Typhek plucked up the largest fishing vessel could see. Around40 humans were on board as he raised the little ship to his eyes. "You'll do for my nourishment."

"P-Please don't! Spare us!"

"Me? Sparing you, please. You'll all die slowly and painfully digesting in my stomach. At least that way I don't have to hear your pathetic screams. And you'll at least become a part of something greater-" Typhek hoisted the ship above his fleshly maw. The black saurian parted his maw with a sadistic grin, his eyes focused on the ship as his massive arm flexed its biceps and began pumping the ship and it grew into the carnivorous pink fleshy maw of the t-rex. His breath smelled of sex, his tongue thick and heavy. His pearls white fangs the size of bulldozers as he started snacking on the crew. Every thrust from his new sweets resulted in multiple crewmates falling to their demise as they bounced off the tongue and went screaming into the black gullet of the tyrannosaur. Some held on for their lives but proved fruitless as eventually, the Saurian crushed the boat in his grasp. The last few remaining crewmates were pulverised in his black claws as they became slightly bloody from the few popped bodies.

"Mmm...Delicious..." He licked his lips, swallowing the crew whole as they formed a small sizable bulge in his throat. With a wet gulp, the pleas were silenced as they met their demise.

"Open fire! Open fire!" A voice called out.

Typhek felt little prickles along with his scales as the bullet ricocheted off. The sailors only had small arms at this point, which was quite disappointing for the saurian. "Tsk tsk. Now you don't need to give me such a rude awakening!" As Typhek picked up a large portion of the soldiers that had formed. Unlike the demise of the fisherman, the saurian greedily threw the tiny army men into his maw.

"P-please help us! Call for-AAAH!" As the muffled screams ended. The Warrior clenched his maw shut as the little micros reached out. The pearly white fangs clamped shut as some limbs and entire micros were splattered along the front of the snout and fangs. Bloodying up the reptile's facial features a little as he closed his eyes.

"Mmm...Just struggle...Aaaah. That's it...Just. Like. That!" As he started chewing on all of the soldiers he grabbed, their bones and bodies popped like fruits in his maw. The silvery thick taste of their remains nourishing his dry taste buds as his tongue washed over them. After a few hearty crunches and chewing, he swallowed them down and gulped once more.

"Aaaaaah... You, little men, taste absolutely delicious!"

The soldiers and sailors below had stopped firing as they watched in utter shock and chaos as their comrades were chewed alive. They started spreading out as a few cowards fled from the scene. His voice was deep in tone and gluttonous, a few micros held their ears as his booming voice was like a god talking from the heavens themselves. The smell of death took over the air, as well as musk. "Keep Firing! We need to give everyone time to---"

"Oh shut up." Typhek leaned over and grinned, one claw resting on his hip and with a single finger-tip. Pressing it on the soldier as he instantly turned into a blood splatter. "Now if I were you, this would be the time to RUN."

The other soldiers looked to one another, dropping their weapons and briefly making eye contact with Typhek. They then began to flee as Typhek stood up to his full height and watched with glee. "Who said that I'd let you get away."

The crowd of forty turned around just as the humongous black tyrant rose his foot out of the water and into the air. A torrent of water washed down as his three thick toes wiggled in anticipation. Just as the crowd erupted into screams, the giant paw came down onto the side of the harbour which crushed all of them in an instant. Some blood splattered on the side,

pavement cracked. The shockwave knocked some of the shipping containers nearby over as Typhek ground his foot on them.

"ATTENTION, EVACUATE THE HARBOUR IMMEDIATELY. I REPEAT,EVACUATE--" the voice cut out as Typhek dragged his foot backwards and smeared it over the nearby building where some groups attempted to evacuate. The Warrior had only just entered the harbour, ships laid dormant while many were preparing to set sail. Fishing vessels and small gunboats all sat in the water in the shadow of the colossal beast. The harbour was expansive and wide at first, but as the harbour went on, it was but a narrow river that ended partially in the city.

"I'm going to have a lot of fun with all of you beneath me". Typhek growled as he wrapped a claw around his shaft. The tyrant peered past his muscular pecs, his black scales shining in the sunlight as all of the boats were congested and neatly packed just for his convenience.

"Now don't move, let my big balls do all the work you little insects~".

Typhek began to stroll through the water in the harbour, his giant tail swayed behind him and destroyed the surrounding buildings behind him. Hisgigantic scaly orbs swayed across the calm water of the harbour as they started bulldozing through many of the small ships.

"We need assistance! We need-aaaah!" Cried out by the men of multiple gunboats, they opened fire onto the giant scrotum of the macro but quickly met their fate beneath the giant balls.

Wreckage spewed from beneath the testicles as the sailors' cries were drowned out beneath the heavy orbs of the dinosaur.

The large macro did not deter his stride for a moment, opting to continue jerking off and giving a groan of intense pleasure as his orbs rammed through multiple ships that were trapped. The ships crunched and gave out metallic groans as they were pulverised beneath the immense weight of the heavy dino sacs. The narrow river made an easy way as the large size of the dinosaur meant his testicles could sweep up every single ship. "Ooooh. Don't try to run. Just accept your fate". Typhek felt tens of ships collapsing and flattening beneath his balls, buried and adorning the underside of his scrotum as hundreds of humans were smeared beneath with some wet red streaks while the waters turned red.

"Get out of the way!" One of the captains called to the crew, as the giant tyrannosaur smugly grinned down past his pecs at the crew who barely escaped the grim fate as they watched their ship vanish underneath the gargantuan orbs. "Thank fuck that's over".

As the crew gasped for breath and gagged up sea water.They started cheering and celebrating, patting each other on their backs. "That over-grown fucking dinosaur missed."

Meanwhile, one of the sailors had been stuttering and collecting himself. Interrupting the others as he pointed up into the sky. "Uh, Captain..." The crewmate paused, "Look at--" Just as the crew met the trembling and shivering gaze of the young male. The gigantic black tail swept the crew into oblivion and abruptly ended their screams. Twelve of them were swept away and replaced by red streaks as the shipping cranes collapsed on top of the warehouses. The Warrior above only gave a moment's glance over his shoulder with a smug grin as he turned his attention back to the centre of the harbour.

At the centre of the harbour, explosions, death and destruction reigned all around. Gunfire and fumes of black smoke obscured most of the harbour as the subtle and causal movement of the colossal scaly monster swept the smoke out of his way. The thoom of his footsteps within the harbour waters made the ground tremble. Those who were still aboard their boats at the centre of the harbour could only stand frozen in fear and shock. They were merely an ant compared to this enormous reptile. The humans aboard scrambled in panic, some opted to dive aboard but from the screams and red waters below. That proved fruitless. To them their small fishing vessel could merely sit beneath a toe of his, making them even smaller than his claw-tip. The clouds and skies above blot out by the immense black scales and sadistic grin of the dinosaur as he peered down at them.

"P-Please...S-Spare us.." One of the crew muttered up at Typhek. Who looked down and met eyes with the sailor. He did not know whether that massive monster heard him, but when that snout gave a sadistic grin. He knew it was all over. They watched helplessly as that massive black cock loomed high above them. Water washed down onto the crew as they observed the slow but sensual strokes that stimulated that shaft. Those balls had ships and sailors embedded into the underside with red smears as they could only watch in silence. For over a minute, the dinosaur jerked off. Taking at the moment, taking in the suspense. All the while the human watched as his crew marvelled and knelt down in worship. Begging for their lives. The man then felt his knees tremble but still stood his full height. The saurian met eyes with him. Those piercing beady eyes spelt death for anyone that they met. The slow scaly hand jerked off as that musk overcame the salty sea air. They could only admire and truly acknowledge how insignificant they were to this being. That massive shaft looked like the size of a train carriage if the carriage was double the size in width and length. After a minute of taunting and prolonging it. The sailors watched as that massive cock came crashing down onto them, the dinosaur giving that one man a wink as he grasped his shaft and slammed his massive phallus onto the boat.

"Ah....Fuck that felt good." Typhek groaned, shooting some pre-cum over the debris of the ship and onto the core of the harbour ahead as his phallus felt edged from the pitiful worship and begging of those tiny ants below.

The centre of the harbour was a half-oval shape as ships attempted to dock as quickly as they could. Those who jumped overboard used ladders to try and climb out as chaos and panic reigned over the heart of the harbour. Those who were clever had already fled, but many had still stayed behind. And crowded around to watch the spectacle as phones started snapping images and videos up of the large dinosaur who walked through the harbour. Tens of ships were docked in the half-oval docks of the harbour, a thousand people still in the water as they felt the heavy form of the tyrant's footsteps get closer and closer. The sea blots out from the enormous black scales as his beady eyes glared down with a vicious grin. "I did not expect to come to an audience, are you all recording me?" Typhek leaned down to inspect those who were gathered on the safety of the harbour. "Good, then let me put on a show for all of you".

Those in the water watched from below as the rough waves caused by the rex made the boats sway heavily. The enormous reptile started to pump his cock and jerk off. For a brief time, they were underneath the thick mass of the phallus and shaft, but then a thousand souls looked up in horror and saw what Typhek had planned. "Quickly! Get the ship to the docks! We'll get crushed or drowned in the water!" Commands were hurriedly shouted out. Though it proved useless as the large lake of water at the heart of the harbour was too large for the majority of ships to make it back in time. They watched as the grim snarl of the muscular dino was replaced by the enormous ball sacks that swayed heavily above. They were both gigantic in size, the sheer size of them and weight alone looked like they could bulldoze through buildings. The horrific sight of embedded bodies, boats and smears told the grim fate of those who met their fate before them.

The musk was overwhelming as hundreds of souls cried out in a desperate plea for mercy.

While the rest were too speechless and frozen in shock to say anymore.

Typhek began to spread his legs through the harbour, carving away concrete and brick effortlessly like sand. The Cascades of rubble and rock shot out from the side as his muscular thighs were on full display. The rex began to jerkoff faster, his vascular cock throbbing bigger than ever as his scrotum swayed teasingly above its prey. "Now just accept all of your fates beneath my balls~" Typhek rumbled as he slowly but sensually began to lower his testicles. The massive orbs coming down onto the thousand lives like a meteor as the whole world went dark.

Typhek shuddered in delight and felt his sacs dip into the water, shattering bone, wood and metal alike as they all crumbled down beneath the enormous weight of his sacs. The screamed muffled out beneath as he gave a quick horny glance down to the crowd gathered by the harbour who watched the show in horror. The sadistic tyrannosaur made sure they got a good view and took it nice and slowly, allowing them to capture the horror of the sailors and the delight of the macro rex. His orbs filled up the entire half-oval of the harbour water as tens of ships collapsed, a thousand lives snuffed out as the t-rex showed off and flexed his muscles.

The T-rex stood up slightly, revealing his freshly coated stain of blood underneath his scrotum.

He lifted them briefly over the spectators as he grinned, as he was about to drop his fat testicles on them something took his attention away.

Down below in the water, survivors were gagging and riding out the rough waters as waves of it came crashing all around the harbour. The giant dino looked back down and gave a toothy grin once more. "Ah! Now that's better. Now I can continue the show, and your lives will be put to better use in making your god cum~".

Those in the water could only look around to see the crimson sea, other stragglers were seen but in total it looked like a hundred remaining. They all looked up to the sky, which was the soft scaly underside of the macros balls as they could see a bit of the rounded ass-cheeks too. They could only give out a quick yelp as they came crashing back down, the beady eyes of the tyrannosaur peeking over his large fat dick and thighs as they were sent into the depths of the harbour water.

"Mmm...Now that's the spirit! Fight for your miserable little lives..." Grinned Typhek as he tea-bagged his balls once more into the water. This time he went much lower, but at a slow pace so the weight of his sacs could pin them at the bottom of the harbour water. "That's it...drown underneath my sacs. What a way to die, squirming beneath the balls of your god. You should be honored that your pathetic lives will make me cum, at least you can drown knowing you're going to make me blow my fat load all over your city~". The squirming of those sailors made the rex gleeful and shudder in bliss. A soft blush crept over his cheeks as his half-lid eyes and drooping tongue made it apparent how orgasmic this was for him. The power and control to pin a hundred souls beneath his sacs and to make them drown and squirm. The sensation was overwhelming and blissful for the rex. He lost all self-control as he dropped his fat cock and let it thump into the heart of the crowds who were live-streaming it. A wave of crimson gore splat over those who dodged in time as the black phallus and shaft squished tens of spectators. "Oh...."

Typhek moaned, "Fuck. Just. Like that". Typhek smirked down to the spectators as he began humping into the lubed up pool of blood beneath his shaft. The combined sensation of those squirming and drowning little micros beneath his sacs and the splattered micros that lubed his member, the sensation was orgasmic and made him grow even bigger. His muscles rippled and his growth caused his meat to grow outwards, crushing tens of micros all around it as he humped the entire harbour underneath his thick dick. His fists clenched either side as he hunched over the harbour, keeping his orbs pinned on the micros as he humped and decimated crowds of micros who tried to flee from the chaos."Hnngh.... Fuck yes. Now I'm gonna cum.

ALL OVER YOUR CITY!" As the large tyrannosaur roared out in ecstasy. His fat phallus smeared hundreds beneath it as his cock shot out ropes of hot seed into the city ahead. The entire harbour reduced to dust clouds as those beneath the testicles popped into little red clouds in the water, their last moments spent hearing the triumphant roars of the tyrant above.

Those in front of the gigantic shaft watched as a black throbbing wall of death came over them.

Their deaths were quick as the dick rammed through the street and crushed a few cars with ease. The gigantic rex grew into the clouds as he rose to 400-500ft. People all around compared the large monster to the size of the city skylines and how he was even bigger than them now from the result of his godly climax. The tyrant squinted his eyes and emptied his balls onto the city ahead, this was only a taste of what was yet to come to this city and the world. His cumshot shot into the skyscraper and caused it to collapse on itself, those who were nearby screamed "R-Run for your lives--AHHH" as they were washed away into the hefty cumshots of the large macro rex. The smell of fresh cum took over the atmosphere of the city, people could still taste the salty seed on their lips as some buildings were drowned in it and entire streets flooded. Fires broke out as the city was in utter chaos. Just from the cumshot alone.

For Typhek above, he squinted his eyes tightly and bellowed a roar that lasted for a minute. His orbs got lighter and lighter as his massive shaft thrust through the remnants of the harbour and onto the streets in front. Panting and sweating from the orgasmic experience, Typhek opened his eyes and clenched his fists as he took a few moments to come over the blur of his sight. His orgasmic climax took him a few moments to recover his bearings as he inspected the destruction all around him, the entire harbour laid in ruins. Not a single soul alive insight.

It was spectacular.

The large tyrannosaur felt his cock go back to semi-hard as he stood back up to his full height.

Now stepping onto the harbour and onto solid land. Typhek looked straight ahead and saw the buildings that were either blanketed or completely destroyed in his cumshot. "Mmm. What a magnificent view..." Typhek admired his own handiwork, smirking down and giving his member a few encouraging tugs as he cupped his balls and rubbed them. "And you little fuckers did a great job squirming!" Taunting those poor souls as they perished beneath his orbs.

The city was just ahead of Typhek, and now that he had grown to a newer and greater height.

He was eager to test his new size on the city ahead. As he stomped through the outer roads of the city to begin the real rampage.

Chapter 3: Typhek Vs The City

For those on the outer city roads, it was another mundane and forgettable day in city life. For many, it was lunch hour and the commute was arduous. The smell of fuel fumed the air until an unfamiliar scent washed over. The smell of strong masculine musk. Those stuck in traffic turned around and peered up at the gargantuan shadow that loomed over them. The heavy footsteps of the giant cracking the earth beneath his step as cars were lifted up inches from the ground as the realisation had set in.

They were going to die.

"Forget the car, with this traffic we've got to make it on foot!" A businessman called out to his work colleague as the two of them jumped out of the car and began fleeing. The heavy foot-steps of the dinosaur were long, each stride covering large distances very easily as the two of them watched as the large reptile covered miles of road in seconds. They watched helplessly as, in the distance, screams abruptly ended with each thoom from his footstep. Cars and trucks were kicked aside like pebbles as the road behind him was nothing but footprints and debris.

The giant black saurian towered over them like a god, bigger than most city buildings as he did not stop his stroll through the highway. As the giant monster got closer, they looked on as small crowds were flattened under each of his steps. Each foot was precise in its step as tens of bodies were stepped on with a sickening crunch. The tyrant looked down at the two men for merely a moment as he approached. "W-We're fucked..."They both muttered. Then as the tyrant's foot came down, it was merely inches away as an entire crowd that was between them and the macro was crushed underfoot. The two men watched and jumped back a few steps as they were a breath away from joining the grim fate of those who attempted to flee. Their cries and hopeless faces burned into their minds. As they both looked up to Typhek, who smugly grinned and ground his foot left to right.

Typhek, who enjoyed teasing his small audience. Relished every second of his rampage onshore, the concrete pavements and tarmac roads gave a nice but little resistance to his feet.

But the sensation of delicately crushing and enjoying the subtle squirms of every soul underfoot was insatiable. The saurian enjoyed crushing that crowd underfoot, especially as he watched the two men break down into husks as he teased them. The giant saurian then lifted up his foot over them, bringing his heel closer to them as they were both standing still in the shadow of his foot. With a quick wiggle of his three thick toes, he brought his foot down on top of them. The men screamed and shielded themselves with their arms.

"W-What..." One of the men muttered. The two office workers slowly lowered their arms to see themselves in between the two toes. With a sadistic but smug grin from the Saurian above. The giant tyrannosaurus rex continued strolling off in the distance, leaving the two men standing in between two giant toe-pad imprints on the tarmac the size of four cars. They briefly looked around and noticed tens of blood splatters in the giant rex footprint, the sounds of their bodies getting squashed, the bones snapping under the huge scaly soles. The mental image of all the innocent and terrifying beings stepping merely a meter away would forever remind them of this day. All the while they watched as the semi-hard cock of the giant dinosaur throbbed and grew from his delight in their demise. They both shook with fear and after a few moments of taking in the scene, which looked like a warzone. They turned around and watched as the t-rex idly strolled his way casually into the city in the distance. His large arms swaying beside, relieving his powerful pecs as they heard the haunting echo of his laughter.

Typhek continued his stroll through the highway as he approached the city in flames and stained with his seed. The highway was made up of four lanes per side. His huge foot easily just swallowing over four lanes of traffic on each side of the highway. The cars were a little bigger than ants compared to his toes. The large tyrannosaur felt the tingling yet pleasing sensation of his body growing as his feet carved through tarmac, people and vehicles alike as they vanished under his paws. The road looked so small and insignificant to him. Each side of the highway held four lanes of traffic. Congested traffic jam smiles long made the road ever so delightful for him to stomp along. "This'll be a lot of fun!" Typhek chuckled, his laugh echoing as crowds ran away, only a few were smart enough to run beside the highway. Every single step he took brought euphoria to him, the sensation of metal and man pulverised underneath his step was very satisfying for him.

"Get away from--Ahhhh!" One woman would scream as his heel landed on top of her. Her bloody turned into red mist as his foot lowered down onto the tens of others all around.

"Tsk tsk. You're trying to run away from me? Now just do both of us a favour and squirm for me.

Just..." He paused, as he began pinning them painfully underfoot. Allowing them to suffocate under the blood-stained, musky and sweaty sole of his as he heard muffled cries as their bodies began to pop. "Die..." He groaned out in delight as his entire foot met the tarmac as a loud and disgusting squish sound emerged. A pool of blood flowing out from underneath his foot.

"Mmm... You humans never change". Typhek tapped his foot and inspected the massive pool of blood. Then continued into the city.

As the Warrior approached the city, the roads became denser with the number of cars on them.

His incredible size and large strides caught many off-guard. By the time they heard the impending doom of his footsteps. His foot was already on top of them as many were liquidated as they attempted to exit the cars. The soft brittle resistance the cars and other civilian vehicles gave the macro made him shudder. Tens of vehicles met their fate under his step as the death toll climbs into the hundreds every few steps he made. With Typhek at the edge of the city, he left behind the highway full of death. The boring mundane work lives of all the humans on the highway turned to the giant's royal welcome carpet as nothing but bloody footprints and flattened vehicles were left.

Those who were at the city's edge looked up and watched as crowds screamed and met their fate beneath the giant dinosaur's feet. The eerie reminder that each step he took made the masses quieter was haunting as it was terrifying for all the humans around. That the screams that rang loud were gradually getting quieter on the highway until the tremor of his foot-step replaced them. All life at the edge of the city stood still and looked up in awe.

"C-Could you get any faster I want to be back at---What the.." One angry commuter turned away from the bus driver and peered out the window. As all eyes went from him to the black dinosaur above. Typhek stood raising an eyebrow, as if unimpressed by all of them. His arms folded and his inner toe on the right foot tapped on the ground.

"You all welcome me with that 'road' of yours into the city, and you're not all here to greet me. I'll show you some manners". Typhek peered around as people began to flee. Tires screeched on the tarmac as a few crazed drivers fled just as quickly. His beady red eyes peered down at the bus and met the eyes of all those who huddled up to the window in awe and shock. A smug grin crept across his face as he sniggered, "Let me demonstrate for you!".

"Get outta here! Now!" The bus driver called out. Three people managed to escape in time before the tyrannosaur picked up the bus in a single claw. His eyes diverted to the humans who were panting and out of breath on the ground, looking relieved until he winked. "Don't think you'll be spared little bugs.". As quickly as they screamed, the three humans were skewed on his giant ebony claw-tip and wiped on the building beside them. "Now where were we? Ah Yes."

Typhek smiled as he brought the bus up to his eyelevel. "I can see why Xavier had so much fun when I watched him. Now I wonder if you'll fit".

Those insides looked to one another in confusion." What does he mean if we'll fit?" One man called out.

"I ain't got an idea, I can barely see past all of you taking up the windows!" Another random commuter yelled out. Typhek brought a single beady eye to the windows of the bus. Those insides watched as the world was replaced by the ebony claw that held them in place. And the enormous reptilian iris peeking into the bus. They felt his soft breath washed over the windows, the heavy slow breathing as his throat rumbled as he looked amused.

Typhek watched as a few humans inside the bus panicked, but they looked frozen in fear otherwise. The saurian grinned as he slowly began to lower them to the height of his cock.

"Don't worry, you'll see soon enough" he muttered. Responding to the human inside as he looked up in a cold sweat at the tyrannosaur who seemingly ignored their existence until then.

As the t-rex lowered the bus towards his member, the slow but rising panic and fear made him smile in delight as his half-lid eyes focused on positioning the bus comfortably in front of his phallus. "Now stay still..." Typhek grinned one claw around the bus and the other on his shaft.

The large saurian already knew his dick was way too big for the bus, his meat was at least 10 times bigger than a bus. The length and width of the bus compared to the huge black meat was like comparing a bus to a skyscraper. But the thrill and excitement of humiliating humans and experimenting with his power over them was too tempting to resist. He wanted to show them how big he really was.

"Oh my god. Everyone---" One man yellowed out. He and sixty others were swayed and knocked off their feet. The man gasped to catch his breath while the bus lowered down without any thought. They all looked towards the front of the bus and the gaping urethra and throbbing phallus of the dinosaur. They could already feel the heat of it, the overwhelming musk and power that cock had over their lives. The size of it was unlike anything they had seen, the entire world was blot out in darkness except for the slim light that appeared beside the dick as the dinosaur's giant claws wrapped around it. "I-Is he groaning?" One woman muttered in disbelief.

The tyrannosaur started stroking off his fat meat, the slippery sound of pre-cum slickening his length made it abundantly clear what he was about to do.

Typhek loved the thought of teasing these humans, making them suffocate and bathe in his divine musk. To admire his fat phallus up close and keep them insects to understand their purpose. With one final stroke, he braced his thighs and aimed his member upwards towards the front of the bus. "Mmm...My cock-tip already looks too big alone, but let's see if you fuckers last.". Typhek then thrust his rock hard erection into the front of the bus. A fresh uproar of pain and pity arose from the bus as his cock-tip got stuck at the front of the bus. "Hnngh... You fuckers are too small. You can't even use that pitiful little thing to fit my fat meat." Typhek growled but felt even more aroused as he enjoyed the significant size of his member over the bus. Some micros splattered over his phallus as he rested on a claw on his hip and the other on the bus. "Let's try this again!" Typhek grinned and this time, gave a very slight thrust into the bus and watched as dick ripped the bus from inside out. The entire bus roared out in pain as the metal disintegrated and fell down to the streets below. Typhek gave a slight grunt of approval as he felt all of the tiny bugs pop onto his cock tip. The tip alone was the size of that bus as all of their bodies smeared over his phallus. The rex looked down amused at his handiwork, his claw dripping with blood as only the bottom half of the bus remained. All of those lives snuffed out in an instant as Typhek chuckled, "Herr...Not bad. You little fucks lasted a few seconds. I'll need to get a helping hand, as I'm too big for you little shits now".

Typhek then raised his wrist as if inspecting a watch. He then began mimicking a symbol that was unknown to this world. Back on Saurustopia, Scal'Kazzixwas semi-hard from watching and pre-cum stained the front of his robe. The transmission was clear, and Scal'Kazzix watched as multiple monitors appeared around the shrine that overlooked the portal locations. Each monitor would show a different perspective. One would show a human recording the scene from the ground. Another was Typhek's own vision. The third and last view was from the perspective of the camera inside the bus as Typhek's fat shaft rammed through it and the transmission ends.

But it was played on a loop so Scal'Kazzix, Xavier and a few other dinosaurs could watch.

"Looks like you're having a lot of fun, Warrior" Scal'Kazzix teased, as Typhek then watched as a large figure of Scal'Kazzix's face appeared a few miles in front of him.

Typhek grinned and then nonchalantly threw the bus over his shoulder, stroking his fat dick a little as he enjoyed pleasing his brethren back on his homeworld, and seeing his fans root for him and enjoy his rampaging made it all the more enjoyable. "Is there any way you can make these specks last--"

"A little longer hmm?" Scal'Kazzix slithered with a teasing tone. He already knew of his dilemma and how to fix it. "I can try. We're still in the prototype phase of our reality warping. It's not complete yet and I don't know if it's risk-free. But..."He paused, stroking his chin with a smug grin, "Perhaps that'll work". Scal'Kazzix hushed Xavier away from the shrine, tinkering with the controls, tables and rune pieces as Typhek began to flex and roar. His chest pressed out, his fists clenched and elbows tucked into his waist as he felt an overwhelming aura and power surge into him. "Maybe it won't..." Scal winked to Xavier, "But he's the strongest we've got. If this will work on anyone, It'll be him."

Typhek thrashed his tongue, squinted his eyes tight as he felt that divine power rush through him briefly. A short but sharp pain passed through him as his body adjusted and grew slightly larger. "What..." He panted, "Scal, What have you done?"

Scal'Kazzix looked at Xavier and gave a warm smile, "See? He's still alive." As the small lizard shaman then peered back to Typhek, "You've just been granted a temporary power. Your body won't be able to handle it for long, but it should last you until you've finished your fun".

Scal'Kazzix then brought up some blueprints and showed them to Xavier, "All I had to do was alter his genetics, use his power from his recent evolution and combine them with the DNA of a god and I've managed to infuse him with unimaginable power. But only temporary."

Xavier looked dumbfounded but incredibly impressed, "So you've made him a god? You got enough for me too?"

Scal'Kazzix pondered on it for a few moments then shook his head, "Once you've proven yourself over the many conquests I'll be able to get a better understanding of your power.

Otherwise if I just 'gave you the power, you could implode!" As Scal gave a hearty chuckle.

The joke did not hit the same for Xavier, who awkwardly chuckled alongside Scale as he did not enjoy the thought of imploding. Though if that's what it took to get the power of a god, or even temporary, Xavier was determined to get it.

"I've designed it in such a way so that whenever you 'acquire' those 'transport vehicles'", Scal quoted, reading from various human books on the monitor in front. "They should grow to the adequate size for members. All you need to do is pick one up. And don't worry. The humans will be jam-packed into it! I LOVE seeing them squirm in there all helplessly!" Scal excitedly squealed, as he met the surprised gaze from Xavier then composed himself. "They'll be added to the bus, train or building, whatever your cruel cold heart desires!".

"You really thought of everything huh?" Xavier quipped as both Xavier and Scal looked back to watch Typhek already experimenting with his new power.

"Huh...Let's see if this works, Shaman!" Typhek chuckled in a deep thooming voice. He reached down below to pick up a second bus. But as his claw grasped the bus, a dark green fiery aura enveloped his claw. Not harming him or the humans as the bus began to adjust itself to Typhek.

Typhek watched with intrigue as the humans accommodated for the giant saurian, the bus grew multiple times larger as Typhek peeked inside to watch hundreds of humans teleport inside.

They at first were not phased, but then they started to look around in a panic as they looked around to see the enormous interior of the bus. The weight of the bus became heavier, the confused ramblings of those insides became louder. And Typhek all the while looked on at his claws as he grasped this new power to manipulate the size of his prey. "Scal, you still surprised me to do this..." Typhek mused to himself, impressed by the small lizard as he aimed at his cock once more at the huge bus.

Those insides looked around briefly, panicking and confused. "I was just on the metro, where the hell am I?"

"What the hell is that?"

As the passengers on board, the bus looked around and saw that reptilian eye gaze into the bus. The enormous eye was like a planet to them, the city skyline blot out and replaced by the enormous eye and claw that wrapped around the bus like a newfound toy.

"What is that smell?" One of the passengers yelled out, as they all began to smell the masculine musk from the enormous black meat that was pointed their way. This time because of the sheer size, hundreds of humans looked on in terror as the giant tyrant aimed his member straight at them.

Typhek aimed his dick at the entrance of the bus and this time, thrust the entire cock inside with ease. The front of the bus proved little resistance as he groaned, "Your doom". His gigantic black phallus pierced through the metal with ease, the bus expanded and groaned in pain as it moulded itself to the shape of his fat shaft. The tyrannosaur groaned out in pleasure as he grinned down, and started jerking off slowly but sensually. Enjoying every moment as he felt every single pop, all the while many more squirmed for his amusement. "Mmm....You getting all of this Scal?" Typhek rumbled, "Get Xavier to watch too. I'm sure he'll love it".

Unknown to him, Xavier was already rock hard. The great white shark and Scal watched with glee and both rubbed themselves off as they watched from various views while Typhek jerked off with the large bus. It did not last long, as the growth of the dino made the phallus pierce the back of the bus. A tonne of bodies pouring out from the back as the gore-stained cock emerged victoriously. "Aaaaaah. Fuck yes. All of you look much better smeared on my fat meat!" Typhek rumbled out. "Now I'm gonna cum and show you how it's done!". With that, Typhek pumped his cock with glee, faster and faster as those insides watched the dick thrust in and out without mercy. Typhek was edging closer to his climax, his body sweating profusely while his muscles flexed superior masculinity no other bodybuilder had ever seen. With every thrust of his shaft, debris and micros rained out from the sides. Pre-cum began shooting out in small thick streams over the streets ahead. The combined feeling of edging himself and being unable to control his virile load made it all the more pleasurable as he rumbled and moaned in delight. While hundreds were smeared with each thrust as Typhek slammed the entire bus into the base of his humongous meat. Flattening it completely as an erupt choir of screams sounded out as they were terminated into the base of the scaly fat cock. "THAT'S IT! THAT'S I'M---UNNGGH! Typhek exploded into orgasm, clenching his fists and roaringas he kept pumping his dick during his orgasmic cumshot. The sound of sloshing and squishing as his cock pierced through the gore stained interior as over a thousand humans were smeared all over the Tyrant's member. The large rex shooting off some huge strands of cum into the city that flooded the street ahead, washing away an untold number of lives as some buildings collapsed on themselves from the sheer force of his cum striking the buildings. Marking this city with his scent as he gradually slowed down his masturbation. "Ungh.... Mmph. Fuck." He panted, catching his breath. "That was ever so delightful."

For a few moments, while Typhek caught his breath, the blushing saurian face and his sweating body made it all the more apparent how much self-control and composure he lost. Scal'Kazzix smirked and sniggered, "You're welcome!".

Xavier looked at Scal with a new light. He had only met the small shaman recently, but he can sense that he was fiercely intelligent. More than his silly and goofy demeanour allowed. "That's amazing, you're able to just warp reality like that?" Xavier asked, stroking his chin curiously. His world was nothing like this one, the technology and minds here were far greater developed than those on his old planet.

"Well. No. Not exactly." Scal responded, "This is more like a test phase. This is why it has a very minimal effect at the moment. I had to confine it to Typhek's grasp and just confine it to the 'transport' vehicles the planet uses."

"Can I use it when I go out next?"

Scal'Kazzix gave a toothy grin and then turned back to the monitors of Typhek. "No. Not yet at least. We'll need to get some data on you and your rampaging first. Then we'll need to run some diagnostics on how compatible you are with our technology". Xavier gave a sign but then the small lizard gave Xavier a fist bump on his outer thigh. "Well hey, I never said no! It's all necessary safety checks for you. Besides, if Typhek chose you from the entire cosmos. Then you must have some untapped potential even if you're unaware of it!"

"I sure hope so!" Xavier muttered, glancing down at the little raptor before the both of them looked back up to the monitors. They watched as Typhek rampaged through the town, various camera angles showed humans with phones snapping pictures, while some within the traffic jam held up their phone and recorded it all.

"Aren't you going to move?" Scal pondered, as a lone male was frozen in fear as Typhek's foot came on top of him. The camera was HD and caught all the various micros, soldiers and some cars embedded neatly into the black scaly sole of the saurian. After a brief moment, the scaly foot peeled away and within a step was far away in the distance. The man is shaking and trying his best to focus on Typhek and his foot this entire time. "What a lucky man."

"I'm sure Typhek kept him alive for that damn footage." Xavier laughed. As the man then watched Typhek stroll into the far distance, while he was standing between two thick toe-imprints with an entire footprint covered in flattened bodies.

Meanwhile, Typhek stomped his way through the city streets. The various bodies and vehicles crunching beneath his feet were as expected of the pathetic humans below. His eyes were set on a new destination. The city's main train station. The smug saurian made quick work of the buildings as he idly walked through some of the smaller ones, shoving aside the larger ones as his tail lashed out behind him. The sounds of a train horn and panicked pedestrians made it abundantly clear that this was the train station. Those who were evacuating gathered at the train station as the saurian idly stepped on the building. His foot pulverising the roof-top and flattening an untold number as they were buried several meters down into the ground.

Typhek strolled his way through the busy pedestrian areas and stepped on countless evacuees.

Unaware of them as he was focused on the trains that were departing at his arrival. Those on the train platforms who did not make it begged for the trains to stop as a large black foot came down on top of them. "Hmm. Pathetic" Scoffed Typhek. The pleas of those beneath his feet brushed away as he then gave a smug grin at a onecarriage train. "Mmm...Let's see." Typhek rumbled, picking it up and this time, controlling his ability to warp the size of the train carriage by pressing it into his cock-slit with an index finger.

To those insides, they screamed and gathered at the windows. Peeking out to see the toothy smug grin Typhek gave them as they briefly met eyes. All of them knocked on their feet as various drinks and food spilt all over the floor. They could only glance at the gigantic phallus of the saurian for a mere moment before they were pressed into the gaping cave for a urethra as the world went dark. The last thing they heard was his moans as the smell of cum washed over them. As the train was slowly compressed in the thick vascular shaft of the saurian.

"Aaaaah...." Typhek moaned, massaging that train down his urethra with his index finger as he felt and watched the bulge of the train travel down his meat and into the balls. "Lucky little cook food". The train was nicely crumbled by the time it fell into the giant scaly sacs. Those still alive were absorbed and became a part of his seed as the sacs grew slightly larger and heftier to carry around.

"Quick, Get us out of here!" One of the conductors called out to another, as a four carriage train started to depart. The sudden movement in the now desolate train station caught his beady eyes. The Rex stomped on over and grasped the front carriage nonchalantly. His eyes scanned over those insides with a sinister smile.

Typhek then began using his new growth power to make all four train carriages larger. The saurian watched with glee as more micros were teleported into the train unaware as the dark green ember emitting from Typhek's grasp glowed. After a few moments, Typhek brought his rock hard dick beside the four train carriages, measuring his shaft as he sat on top of the train station. Unaware of all the civilians still alive as they were crushed by Typhek's plump ass. The Warrior makes himself comfy by wiggling and smearing his ass on the train station for good measure. "Let's see how long you'll last..." As he sat and rested his back on a nearby skyscraper, his feet resting over the furthest end of his train station as his testicles rolled over some cops. Typhek gleefully raised the first train carriage as high as he could, then positioned his cock-tip on the bottom train carriage. "You're in for one divine ride little fucks" Typhek swooned down to the micros.

Those in the train carriage were treated to that massive vascular black reptilian meat as the musk from it washed over them. They peered around in shock as the many hundreds, if not thousands of humans now stuck in each train carriage. It was almost like they blinked and it appeared. "W-What happened?" People gasped and looked at one another while gazing back to the giant black shaft as they watched the phallus position itself underneath them.

But it was too late.

Typhek thrust his massive phallus into the rear carriage, feeling it gap from his massive cock as he began to guide each train carriage along his shaft. The rear carriage was first, then the second, then the third. "Hnngh...". Typhek ground his fangs together as he felt his dick squeezed by the metal of the carriages. The fourth and final train sat around his phallus as it throbbed. All of those thousands of humans, all of that writing and squirming. The Warrior could feel every. Single. One. The sensation was overwhelming as his body soared in size, both of his claws wrapped around the train carriages as he jerked himself off idly. The rex casually used both hands to work himself as a tongue lapped out from his maw. And with a quick grunt, the rex let a relieving sigh as he shot some seeds of hot cum over the ruins of the train station. The growth of his cock during his orgasm ripped apart the train carriages as Typhek felt his muscles carve into the building behind him. His feet scraping along the desolate train yard as all life around him had long gone.

"Fuck... " Typhek sighed, "That was good". The saurian chuckled and smiled as the stretched train carriages around his phallus split apart and fell onto the ground, the interiors full of seed and the blood splatters from all of those micros.

Typhek stood up to his full height as he ascended to 700ft tall, most skyscrapers were now at his chest height. He peered around and then gave a smug smirk.

He found his next toy.

Chapter 4: New Heights

Xavier looked over the monitors and then looked around the shrine back at Saurustopia. The new images saw Typhek rise from his seated position by the building. The shark had his yellow eyes firmly fixed on it as he chuckled, "Watching this makes me eager to go myself".

"You'll have your chance Xavier, in fact, you'll have plenty!" Scal'Kazzix chuckled. "He's got awfully big quite quickly."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, It's a good thing. It depends on his mood. And let me tell ya you--" As Scal then chuckled and shook his head. "You don't want to see it".

Xavier gave a slight chuckle, then looked back at Typhek who was now in front of a building.

Peeking into the windows as it showed various micros. The shark's keen eyes looked over at different monitors showing the micros looked out to Typhek. The view of the devastated city was blotted out by a giant shadow, then the beady eyes of the dinosaur as he leaned down.

"Looks like you'll do". With that Typhek smeared his enormous shaft over the skyscraper, his scaly cock easily carving through it with his pre-cum as those insides began to flee. "It's too late to run, just accept your..." As Typhek then wrapped his arms around the top of the building and thrust his huge shaft into the building, "...FATES!" With that erupted a rainfall of debris and bodies as the gigantic black dick speared through the building with ease and out on the other side. The tight make-shift glory whole squeezed his member, with each and every thrust the grinding rubble and bodies made it easier as his shaft was lubed up with those who demised.

Each thrust brought a wave of pleasure, his gigantic balls slammed into the building as each clap of his nuts squashed multiple micros who tried to flee, others fell as he demolished the building. Typhek slammed his thick hips into the building as his ass clenched, each thrust slow but sensual. But as the building was close to collapse, Typhek positioned his claws on either side of the building to hold it upright. His hips jacking and pistoning faster and faster as those insides met their demise by his huge phallus. With a triumphant roar, Typhek thrust his entire girth into the building. His orbs demolished the bottom part of the building as his seeds of cum shot out through the city. As Typhek orgasmed, his growth shot up. His body began towering over the city as his member ripped apart the entire building. The scaly scrotum of the dinosaur pulverising the body and streets below as he moaned in glee. The pleasure of the sudden growth rushed through his veins, muscles flexed and grew outwards as he looked a lot more monstrous, yet sexy. He felt the overwhelming power flow through his body. His cock also grew a lot larger in comparison to his body. As his meat throbbed, Typhek reached over to his shaft and slammed his member on multiple buildings. Grinding his shaft through tens of buildings as he growled. "Fuck'in pathetic". Untold numbers were splattered in mere moments as the power and glory of his new growth made Typhek grow until he reached over 1000ft. Those skyscrapers did not look so big and mighty now compared to them. In fact, he had a new idea.

With Typhek being over twice the height of the largest skyscrapers, the city skyline was looking a lot more insignificant compared to him. Most building shugged his ankles as his toes towered over roof-tops with some cheering, while many others watched helplessly, as the world around them was coming to an end.

"They get some awfully nice views" Scal chuckled, watching from a nearby roof-top perspective as Typhek's large toes sat beside it. The six-story building got a nice size difference as humans on the street looked like ants as they scurried around their toes. A few of them were caught underneath as the toe rolled over them, the large reptile unaware of how many hundreds he squashed beneath his toes every moment. The phone they watched through snapped a few pictures, then recorded a clip of the toe behind almost on-height, as the ebony claw-nails pierced through an unfortunate building. The human shad to stand back multiple times, even laying on his back away from the others, to crane the phone up towards the sky. Where he saw the muscular thigh along with the coloured patterns of his body. The hips towered over the populace as the fat penis of the saurian was semi-hard, yet still looked big enough to blot the city out for miles.

"Jesus..." A voice muttered as Scal and Xavier looked at one another. Then back at the monitor as the human looked both shocked, yet enjoying the sheer spectacle and size of Typhek. The camera focused on the cock as it was stained with dried blood, a few embedded cars, trucks and micros could be seen, as a single drop of pre-cum washed away a building as it hit the city.

The camera was fixated on Typhek's shaft and big balls as it rolled over some buildings, which all vanished beneath a cloud of dust as distant cries rang out. Then the human peered up to the muscular torso, chiselled abs and pectorals which made heavy weightlifters envious. Then at the clouds themselves, was the distant but beady eyes that glared down unmercifully as the city below.

"They get some great views." muttered Xavier, sharing the same awe and enjoyment of the human as Scal smiled.

The small shaman stroked his chin and thought to himself, "We shall get him some clothes, otherwise he'll embarrass the others."

Meanwhile, while the populace below was cowering, they were struck with awe at the sheer size of the tyrannosaur. Typhek wrapped his fist around a building and uprooted it from the earth, the black rex then measured it by comparing his dick to it. "Mmm...I'll need to have a bit more...size."

and with that, Typhek wrapped a claw around his shaft. A dark green ember appeared on his fist as the ember then travelled around and enveloped the massive cock.

"Oh fuck he's gonna do it," Scal muttered.

Typhek groaned and felt his dick alone shoot outwards as it grew outwards. The growth of the member shot past the size of the skyscraper as Typhek then stopped after a few moments. The soft tingling of his phallus made him chuckle in a low but hefty demonic tone. His short chuckle echoed around the city as they all watched that giant shaft grow outwards and over-shadow even more of the shadow. "Time to have some more fun, this time let's see how you'll do like my little condom!" Typhek rumbled, positioning his erection into the building as he began fucking it like a fleshlight. His claw stroked upwards and downwards, the shaft ripped through the building and many floors as those insides did not stand a chance. In a few seconds, they were all splattered along with the dick as their warm entrails lubricated the mammoth member. "Fuck this feels great" he muttered. The sheer increase in size from his growth, and now jerking off with a skyscraper compared to just fucking it made him gaspin euphoria and moan.

"I didn't think he could manipulate that power" Scal muttered impressed.

Xavier turned away from the monitor where he stood triumphantly over his playground jerking off with that skyscraper. "What do you mean?"

"I had only used that reality warp for the transport vehicles, not himself. How fascinating!"

"Damn..." Xavier muttered under his breath as he lookedback at the various monitors. He peered into one that showed the moments before that giant shaft was thrust into the building, people squirming and screaming. Writhing as the sight of the saurian and his shaft. Then for a split second, the camera caught the black phallus spearing through the entire flood and towards the sky as many micros were caught popping on the shaft. The office workers who caught the footage only lasted seconds longer as the growth of the cock crushed him between the thick black shaft and the concrete behind.

"Let's get comfy..." Typhek grinned, peeking behind his right shoulder and down at the city below. It looked so small and insignificant. "You look a lot more comfier compared to that horrible little... 'Train station' you humans call it". As Typhek began to slowly lower his black rump onto the city, "Time for all of you to die! Humiliated and acknowledging your purpose as a glorified seat for my fat ass~". Typhek then sat down on the entire city, distant car horns and buildings collapsing could be heard. The destruction of the dino merely sitting on the city was cataclysmic. The Warrior invading this city enjoyed his new size. As he peered down and made sure to smear and wiggle his ass over all the buildings in the city as they snapped and crunched delightfully under his cheeks. "Mmm... How many was that I wonder? A few millions? Bwahaha"

He laughed. As he sat up slightly and admired the huge ass-shaped imprint left as nothing remained except the little crumbs of the rubble raining from his rear.

"Mmm.." Typhek rumbled, stroking his fat cock fiercely as the sound of his fist-pumping his meat was heard for tens of miles. His shaft being stroked as his fat fingers rolled along the shaft with ease, the building was quickly decimated and torn apart as Typhek was completely unaware that he grew even larger. The giant saurian was so amused by his ass-crushing antics that he was jerking off without that skyscraper any longer. The pleasure became too much for him to bear as he blew his load. Hot strands of cum shot across tens of miles as an entire city was drowned in it. His size kept growing without remorse for those around. His ass cheeks carving through the countryside and onto a nearby town as they were all swept beneath rolling cheeks and orbs of the tyrannosaur.

"Now this is where the real 'Extinction' begins" Smugly winked Scal to Xavier.

"You sound like you're talking from experience".

"Me? Experienced? Why I never--"

"Fuck....This feels amazing!" Typhek's voice interrupted over the monitors. Xavier met eyes with Scal and winked as he turned back to the monitor. Helicopters struggled to fit the entire view of the tyrannosaur in as they merely looked at light flies to him now.

"This is NCD reporting live! It appears that a giant monster is on the loose and is currently rampaging--" As a toe came into view and flicked the helicopter. The camera went into static as the news helicopter crashed into a ball of flame. Unaware by how small they were, and caught completely off guard.

Typhek stood at over 5000ft tall, he peered across the vast and endless continent ahead of him.

The city beneath his feet was barely a fifth of the height of his toes. The buildings appeared like pieces of lego toys to the gigantic monster. "Heh, This new size will be fun. I wonder what it'll be like to trample an entire city beneath my feet''.Typhek strolled along the vast green pastures of the countryside. The air was a lot purer as birds chirped in flocks as they flew by his head. It only took a minute at his humongous size to cross a hundred miles. A smug grin appeared on Typhek's snout as he said, "Finally. A Mega-City".

The people in the mega-city were watching news reporters of the giant tyrannosaurus rex. They began packing their bags and evacuating as panicked cries and sorrows shot out as the footsteps of the approaching dinosaur made them all shudder in frozen fear.

It was already too late.

The tens of millions of humans in the city that spanned for a hundred miles looked up to the sky towards the tyrannosaur who peered down to them past his muscular pectorals. The musk of his semi-hard cock washed over them as his footsteps shook the entire city. Buildings rumbled as glasses were shattered on the floor and a few humans fell on their asses. Even from the opposite end of the city, his size was remarkable. The cloud line doing little to obscure the magnificent view this invader posed over the tens of millions of lives all in this one city. Those who were close to his feet would have their entire world blot out by the enormous armour of the scales that trailed along the foot and up the leg. His toes were big enough to plug an entire ocean as his claw-tips looked like they could pierce multiple buildings with ease. The micros at his toes could not comprehend the sheer size and power this tyrannosaur had over them. The musk of his soles, the remains of the previous city. And all of them embedded souls who decorated his feet made those that stood before them tremble. The crowds watched, then screamed as they attempted to flee. They could only watch as a single toe from Typhek's foot tapped on the ground. A single toe-tapping onto the ground caused an enormous toe-print a mile deep in the Earth. Several buildings and neighbourhoods were snuffed out underneath the toe. Where used to exist a million lives, now laid a deeply imprinted toe print adorned with buildings.

"Look at the bugs try to run" Xavier chuckled while gently squeezing his cock, watching some recorded footage from a human on the street as the entire black scaly toe-pad came down on top of him and the entire world for tens of miles around him. The cries of all those around were muffled as the camera broke with the last half a second capturing all the screams as the transmission ended.

Typhek was peering out towards the ocean of a city that stretched ahead of him. Thousands of buildings all around him as this mega-city must have been one of the most unique landmarks any human civilisation he's seen ever built. Unaware of him, his toe-tapping caused more destruction as he flexed them into the earth. Burying the front edge of the city as he took a deep breath. Giving a smug grin as his voice spelt doom, "Now let's remind all of you little humans where you all belong--". Typhek rose his right foot over the city ahead, wiggling his toes as he proudly displayed the sole of his foot. "--Right beneath my feet!" And with that, he stomped down hard onto the city below. Tens of buildings collapsed under the hefty weight of his foot, the impact shockwaves knocked other buildings away as they collapsed. "Mmmmm...." Typhek rumbled, feeling a portion of that city crumble beneath his feet. Those buildings crumble to become specks of sand. Even at their impressive size, the buildings were merely tiny little rectangles that were a fifth of the height of any of his toes. Typhek looked at how small the puny buildings were, as he savoured the delicate crunch and crumble of the buildings underneath.

Even grinding his foot on the spot. The rex rumbled deeply, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. "Ah...I have missed this" He spoke bluntly, taking a moment to enjoy his first step into the city which had already ended hundreds of thousands of lives. Then he slowly opened his eyes until they were half-lid. The Tyrannosaur took his next step, explosions and distant cries echoed up into the atmosphere as the collective cries of millions of lives only served to arouse the mega-macro even more. One stomp after another, more and more lives were snuffed out like a million lives were crushed under a single step. The buildings so insignificant, the mega-city so vast in size meant nothing to the growing tyrannosaur. Typhek took his time with each foot-step, raising his foot with a slow deliberate pace. Taunting and teasing his victims below as he would slowly rest his heel, then slowly bring the rest of his foot down as he smugly chuckled at all of those lives that were pulverising beneath the rolling flesh of his foot. Even buildings between his toes were not spared, clenching toes so that none of them could escape. Those who thought to themselves as lucky as Typhek passed by, screamed out as his giant thick tail swept by the rest of the untouched city as the enormous reptilian tail slammed into large chunks of the city behind.

Those on the ground never stood a chance. While most tried to flee, a few had already accepted their inevitable demise. They brought out their phones and recorded the footage of the walking apocalypse. Each foot-step he brought down was cold and calculated. Those who looked up to the skies could see the distant beady reptilian eyes coldly glare down at them. As his toothy grin would appear briefly. Before the foot of their demise replaced his playful feature.

Toes that curled brought down a rockslide of countless buildings as many were buried beneath the rubble. But the worst had yet to come. The entire earth shook as cracks formed in the ground, the overwhelming wave of musk washed over those beneath his foot as he lowered it down. The thick but soft flesh of the saurian foreshadowed the fate of millions as the humans pointed up at the countless embedded buildings, vehicles and little figures all over the pristine blood-painted foot. The atmosphere of air was replaced by musk as the heat made them nauseous. It was only as the foot finally came down, that they would briefly fill the weight. Until all the army, cops and the rest of the military were buried with the rest of the population. All of them are equally worthless beneath Typhek. Their bodies popped in unison as they would only lubricate the hotfoot flesh of the invader.

Xavier and Scal'Kazzix watched from jets passing by as Typhek carved a path of destruction through the city. The only lives spared were those on the outskirts as a path of death, destruction and carnage was left in Typhek's wake. Explosions barely escaped beneath the toes of the monster. The path behind him showed how gargantuan Typhek was compared to the city.

Each foot-step burying a hundred buildings as fires would rupture around the front of his toes.

The buildings looked more like grains of sands to the enormous 7000ft Dinosaur once they were squashed along with the insects that inhabited them. The two of them watched as Typhek's shaft throbbed and started to rise once more. His fists clenched as he anchored his arms for balance when giving a nice hefty foot-steps to the victims below. Xavier could only gaze in awe as various views from both the streets and the city spelt certain death. Those on nearby buildings miles away caught glimpses of the sea of humans instantly crushed beneath the god's foot. The mega-city national park was tens of miles long, barely the size of a single foot. As his foot came down on all those humans who had attempted to hide or use the evacuation sites to flee from his rampage. Xavier loved the side-views in particular, those on the roof-tops proved most useful as they served as a great size scale for how small and puny the buildings really were. They also had nice elevation compared to the streets, so recorded footage showed a sea of humans spanning as far as the eye can see, getting crushed violently beneath a single toe. A wave of blood flooded the first row of buildings, with the useful little human dodging it. As he continued recording the foot as it ground on the spot. Typhek even kneaded the footprint as the earth was moulded into an even bigger footprint. The tyrant lifted his foot ever so slowly, to bring it back down on the humans, burying them a second time as an ear-rupturing rumble was heard just above the footage out of view. The man kept his focus on the foot as it peeled away, leaving nothing behind but an earthly footprint with a hundred buildings all crumbled to bits and thousands of flattened vehicles. Then Xavier heard his voice, "Barely a moment ago, that was the National Park of our great mega-city. A million lives. Gone. Just like that".

The man was in shock, taken away by the sheer size between him and Typhek. The smell and the allure of power the giant had over them made the human question his own worth. "Yet even after watching that. I could not help but feel admiration". At that, Xavier raised his eyebrows, "Even, aroused".

The small lizard shaman peered over to the monitor that Xavier was watching. He chuckled and reassured Xavier, "There's not many. But quite a few humans love Typhek. Even when they are trampled on and facing Extinction, they can't help but admire the giant t-rex. Who is merely squashing the little ants underfoot. It's quite remarkable".Scal grinned and then gestured to the humans on the floor in the temple, "We keep a few of them here. For our own amusement, not all of them wish for it. But that's what makes it more fun".

Xavier turned around to watch a stegosaurus, a carnosaur, and a triceratops all rolling their feet over the humans. While the vast majority protested and screamed as their bodies gave a delightful crunch under the gore-stained worn feet of the dinosaurs. The triceratops rolled his foot on top of one human, who looked more flustered than terrified. "You even keep them as pets huh?"

"Yeah. Just like you're going to keep 'Sam' as your pet." Scal'Kazzix grinned, snapping his finger as the little human Xavier cock-vored from his last rampage started to appear on the scaly palm of the shaman.

Xavier was stunned and taken back, he cupped his testicles and rubbed them. "Sam is inside my balls right now. How did you--"

"---You think that pre-cum you've been dripping allover my floor has been going to waste?"

Scal'Kazzix grinned. The shaman had collected a small sample on his fingertip. Then the pre-cum from Xavier's balls started to form into the human Xavier toyed with.

Xavier could only watch in stunned silence as Sam formed from his own pre-cum, the shark giving life to the single human. The one he cock-vored and toyed with. That human was the last living thing left from that planet he destroyed.

Before Xavier could meet eyes with the shaman and thank him, the shaman raised a hand and waved it away. "You don't need to thank me. The pleasure is all mine." Scal'Kazzix then gave a menacing but playful grin and stared at the little human on Xavier's outstretched palm as he placed the human on it. The human and lizard looked briefly at one another, Sam barely an inch tall as the 5ft lizard was like a bulking behemoth. Those reptilian eyes like the sun as he playfully slithered, "Though I would not recommend sharing him. Humans can be awfully fragile". With that, Scal gave a wink as Sam hid behind one of the shark's fingers. The echoes of popping humans and crunchies from the dinosaur trample party behind foreshadowed what would happen to Sam if the others got a hold of him.

"I will, I'll keep you safe for now. Little human". Xavier with a single index finger tucked the human inside of his hefty foreskin. Where Sam squirmed violently but then quietened down. "If I break him, you can fix him, right?"

"Of course I can. If you care about him that much, I'd just get another one if it were me!" Scal chuckled then saw the slight concern from Xavier. "Oh don't worry, I'll make sure he'll be fine".

The sounds of screams and explosions took the attention of both Xavier and Scal back to the rampage. They watched as each footstep was tens of miles long, easily a million lives snuffed out as the delicate sound of squashed bodies took over. Another sea of humans stepped on by a single toe as Typhek jerked off slowly. The mega-macro reptile enjoyed his trampling as he reached the other side of the mega-city. "Ah, this looks much better!" Typhek mused, he turned around with clenched fists on his hips admiring his work. The path of footsteps easily showed the demise of tens of millions, the screams from the city deafened from each step. Huge portions of the city swept away as his powerful tail slammed into a hundred buildings. "Now it's time to get bigger. I want to see how all of you little fucks would taste. I doubt you little fuckers could even nourish me". With that, Typhek then trampled around the outskirts of the entire city.

As if walking a tie-rope, Typhek planned one foot directly in front of the other. One heel in front of his toes, one foot after another. No building was spared as he carefully squashed the last remnants of the mega-city. He gave a long but relaxing sigh as he felt all of those platoons of tanks pop beneath his feet. The explosions barely left a smudge on his warm foot-wrinkles as Typhek made quick work of the mega-city. Fully circling the mega-city, until not a single building was left standing. "Does it not look magnificent?"Typhek grinned. He was talking to himself and admiring his own work, but also peeking at his rock hard dick which stood proudly as drops of pre-cum were like lakes to this city, and washed away any human cockroaches who hoped to survive.

"It looks perfect. You, your huge erection, and the destruction of that mega-city. Though now that you're growing big enough, there's another mega-city a few hundred miles ahead of you.

That one should make quite the meal" Scal grinned, stroking his own shaft briefly as he pulled out a hologram for Typhek to see. Which showed the wireframe of the city and the direction.

"Mmm, Why thank you." Typhek winked, wiggling his eye-brow and displaying his penis proudly to Xavier and Scal. As Typhek nonchalantly shot a few ropes of cum over the entire graveyard of the mega-city, further humiliating their demise and marking them as his own. As their entire evolution and purpose were met. To make Typehk cum. Even if it meant their own extinction.

Typhek stroked his shaft and emptied his balls a little as the buildings, bodies and vehicles began to dissolve into cum. A few cries rang out, but they only made the rex snigger. As they joined the rest of their mega-city in the sea of cum. "Much better." Typhek mused, as he playfully spanked his ass and squeezed his sacs. With his stomach rumbling, Typhek decided that it was about time to grab himself a new meal.

"It won't take him very long," Scal stroked his chin. "Look. You can already see the amount of power from the growth he's endured".

Xavier looked to Scal to Typhek idly trampling through several cities, each foot-step taking out entire towns with ease. The smaller cities were almost decimated in a few footsteps, Typhek not even acknowledging the little grey anthills as they crunched beneath his feet. The buildings crunching, the earth cracking, the distant wails of those getting trampled. None of them mattered. The only thing that did was fix that appetite of his. "Mmm...Now you look a lot smaller than the last one".

"That's because you're a lot bigger now Typhek" Xavier pointed out, Scal looked up to Xavier and then restrained from speaking out. Closing his lips and allowing Xavier to talk to him.

"The last growth spurt you were almost 5000ft, but now you're at over 30000ft."

Typhek, who was blissfully ignorant of his growth. Shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "That would make sense". If Typhek had paid attention to his tread, he would have noticed that with each step he took he grew several miles tall. The cities that he was accustomed to, were all squashed under a single foot. His heel easily decimating them millions.

Scal then gestured to the muscles Typhek had developed, his shoulders hulking over his body.

His back was covered with mountains of rippled muscles as his front definition, his pecs and abs became a lot more refined. "You've also grown incredibly strong, your muscles have exploded in size, and still kept relatively nice proportions with your overall body".

Typhek looked at his biceps and down at his torso. Scoffing, "Hmm. So you are right". As he was admiring his own physique. His stomach rumbled as he hulked over the small slab of grey below. "Looks like my hunger waited long enough!"Typhek chuckled, patting his abs as he then knelt down to the city. His fingers ripping into the Earth as he started to chip the mega-city away from the planet. The huge mass of land provided little worry for his muscles as Typhek rose the slab of the megacity way above his maw.

"O-Oh my god!" People would call out from the streets before they could even register the cause of those huge footsteps and booming voices. Tens of millions began to flee away from the large reptile as he knelt down. Those who were closer met their fate beneath the fat phallus of the rock hard phallus as it drove itself into tens of buildings, cock-voring them with ease as Typhek stood back up. The sight of the entire black phallus took up the sky, in mere moments the musk, weight and destruction were done. People watched families swallowed whole by the cock-tip, the huge orbs rolling over millions as large portions of the city were wiped away. The rest tried to flee as the entire land around them started to rise into the air. Those on the edge watched as many fell to their death, while those who held onto their dear lives peered at the gigantic ebony scale clawed finger-tips that plucked them so easily.

"S-Somebody helped us!" One woman screamed, as she fell down the street and tumbled into the open sky. Into the gaping maw of the tyrannosaurus as he parted his jaw and lashed his tongue out. Tens of millions struggled and fought for their lives even as they were suspended above the tyrant's maw. His breath stained the air, as his pearly white fangs were on display.

Along with the thick lashing tongue that softened the fall for any micros who could not hold on.

"Oh shit... How am I managing--" Muttered another human, who held up his camera as he recorded Typhek effortlessly lift the entire mega-city. The camera briefly glimpsed the feet, legs, rock hard shaft, pectorals then above the fleshy maw that was about to devour them. The man recorded as buildings began to topple from the land, cars, trucks and soldiers all succumbed to gravity as the dinosaur started to slowly tilt the piece of land over his maw. His saliva started to drool as he started to devour thousands. The man shookin fear as he held on to the window of his apartment, watching in the distance and nearby as tens of thousands started to fall to their demise. The giant monster was taking these slow, long deep breaths, his tongue even curled just below the stream of humans as they all tumbled into his gaping maw and descended into the pits of his belly. The faces of those helpless people, all of those honking vehicles. As the mega-city was lowered, the building was ripped loose from the land and the man with a hundred others all fell into the gaping chasm of their doom.

Typhek meanwhile rumbled deeply. His beady eyes fixated on those tinies who attempted to defy him. He watched as a thick but heavy almost rainfall of humans and buildings descended into his maw. He could taste the humans, taste the vehicles, taste the buildings. All of it was delicious. "Mmmm..." Typhek rumbled, those who struggled and writhed on his tongue made it even more sensual for him. The rightful predator devouring his prey, they were nothing but nourishment for his rampage on this pitiful and forgettable human planet. After a minute of steadily pouring millions into his gaping chasm. He slowly sealed his lips and chuckled as the protests of those in his maw were defeated. Typhek closed his eyes, concentrating on the sensation of those micros inside of his maw. All of those buildings crumbling, all of those micros splattering or squirming. His tongue speared through entire seas of humans. The ironic taste of humans was delicious, but he wanted them to suffer for a little longer. Typhek titled his head backwards, gulped lovingly, as he felt a large bulge in his throat. The dinosaur took a single claw to massage them down his gullet as they would all digest alive in the pits of his stomach. The little morsels can enjoy becoming a part of the avatar of their species' destruction.

Typhek opened his eyes back up, still grasping a hold of the land in his claw. As he shrugged his shoulders and sniggered, "At least your mega-city can serve as a fitting snack". Typhek then parted his maw and threw in the rest of the mega-city. The saurian snapped his jaws tight after the city was thrown into his maw. His fangs of razor-sharp teeth crunching away as the taste of iron and rubble mixed together. He could feel the tiny bodies pop and their remains tickling down the length of his fangs. The army tanks attempted to fire but merely adding more spice to the city. The little green army men who tried to fire or stab and resist. But he could not feel a single thing from their protests. The only thing he did was wash them with the saliva from his tongue, as they were all crunched into a massive pool of gore and rubble. Typhek swallowed it with ease as he licked his lips and peered at the enormous piece of land ripped beneath his toes. "Fuck I'm so much bigger. Was I really that small earlier." He pondered. The large tyrannosaurus was impressed with his increase as he looked down to his belly. "Do me proud you little nutrients" he said with a warm smile. The tyrant imagined all of them screaming, struggling, squirming. All of them disintegrating into fuel that would further his rampage.

With his appetite quenched. He grew even bigger until the entire continent he was standing on.

The orgasmic growth and bulking of his muscles made him shoot out some ropes of cum over the dirt patch where the city used to be.

Typhek watched as the heavens and stars above began to approach rapidly. Grinning as his toes carved through the landscape. As the world was about to feel the weight and wrath of The Warrior above.

Chapter 5: The Warrior Wins

Typhek peered around the continent as his new size took him by surprise. The view was magnificent, unlike other human planets. This planet looked a lot bigger by default. He enjoyed the tranquillity up here, not where he would have to hear the pitiful protests of the scurrying insects that crunched beneath his feet. Typhek grinned at the thought of all the lives he had ended unaware of how hundreds of millions of little meat bags must've popped against his ebony soles. And he loved every moment of that thought. Not knowing, not even acknowledging them. The thought aroused him.

The large saurian knelt down and inspected the continent of land he was upon. The entire countryside and world became smaller by the minute as the lush green forests and fields of grass turned into one solid green beneath the muscular thighs of the giant monster. Typhek peered down at two cities beneath his testicles, and smugly tea-bagged them into oblivion. The cities snuffed out into a layer of rubble on the underside of the giant sacs as Typhek groaned and felt his growth spurt once more. "You're all so small you fit beneath my balls, how amusing!"

his deep gluttonously voice thoomed over the world. The saurian ground his testicles through tens of miles of land as he swept away millions.

"Watch this" Grinned Scal, gesturing Xavier to the monitor that showed a helicopter in the distance as it captured Typhek raising his massive hyper dick over the rest of the continent.

"Now you pathetic little humans can serve your purpose, and die as I intended. Right beneath my cock". A moment later Typhek flopped his massive black shaft onto the continent. Magma spurred and the Earth shuddered as the Tectonic plates beneath ruptured. The wave of euphoria from all of those lives wiped away, the magma cooling the underside of his scaly member. The magnificent view those millions of lives must have had.

It was perfect.

Typhek rested his claws on his hips, beginning to grind his hips over the land as he stopped after a few thrusts. The growth of his meat rolling over the rest of the continent as the entire land was crushed beneath the tyrant's erection. The rock hard shaft rolled over mountains with ease as the heavy ball sacks rolled over many more. "Mmm...That looks tempting".

"That's the US, well. At least this world's variation of it." Scal called out over the speaker to Typhek.

"How many planets Earth's are there?" Xavier asked, leaning forward on the shrine as he looked intrigued.

"Many. Now, let's watch".

Typhek walked over the Atlantic sea in a few strides, his entire feet covering most of the ocean as he left Europe behind in ruins. The Tyrant felt his Earth begin to crumble and tremble from the size and weight of his soles thooming upon it. But there was one last thing he wanted to do.

"My balls are so heavy, it's a bit of a burden. Do you mind taking the--'' As Typhek squatted on top of the US continent. Muscular thighs on either side of the country as his feet buried themselves in the oceans. His orbs swayed above like a pendulum of doom, the two previously crashed cities looked like specks on the underside of his nuts. As his size continued to grow out of control. "--Load off me!", teasing his prey as his sweaty and musky balls flattened the entire US. The testicles teabagged the large continent as Typhek lifted his orbs up slightly. "Tsk. Awww. Not all dead yet? Let me see to that..." slithering as he dipped his orbs on the US again.

This time he felt a lot more of the land rip away. The T-rex moaned in delight seeing all those little pixels of grey smothered over his sacs, clenching his fists and airing his arms out for balance. Typhek dexterously anchored his thighs to allow him to tea-bag the little specks beneath one last time.

"That was fucking hot."

"After all the times I've watched him do that, I still can't get enough Xavier."

"Mmm. Had enough?" Typhek chimed, leaning down as he used his flexibility to eye the torn up piece of dirt-land that his balls had demolished. Hundreds of millions of lives are gone in an instant. Typhek then looked ahead towards Canada and Greenland as he sniggered, "Don't think I'd forget you!" as he allowed his hyper cock to crush the rest of the continent with a tease.

The land flattened in an instant beneath the dinosaur's dick as Typhek moaned. The Tyrant sat down and crushed Mexico and most of South America as he leaned forward and started to fuck Canada. His gigantic crush grinding and humping into the Earth as a billion lives were wiped out. Typhek snarled and flexed his body, his body and meat growing bigger as his entire shaft grew on top of Canada and covered the country beneath his vascular heft. The dino squinted his eyes and let out a moan, humping a few more times as he orgasmed. "Aaaah. This is why I don't forget you..." He moaned, the molten lava lubricated his shaft as the planet became unrecognisable to him any longer. The Earth's gravity was no longer able to hold him as he felt himself float into space. The entire continent of North and South America pulverised as he was unaware of his tail pounding into South America behind him. An enormous cock-crater was all that was left of Canada, while a massive crater the shape of his nuts were left of the US. "Fuck that felt great".

"I bet it did," Xavier muttered, unaware he was tugging off his own shaft slightly. "And I'm from there too. I didn't think I'd enjoy seeing someone else besides myself end it so..." As Xavier panted with a blush.

"Easily? With that much power? To dominate those little morsels under his massive phallus?"

Scal interrupted Xavier and chuckled. The monitor shad changed to those of the satellite that orbited the planet. A large portion of the planet was already decimated as the two watched Typhek grow into a giga-macro size.

It took over a few minutes, but Typhek felt his heart race as he watched the planet shrink before him. His size overwhelms his own expectations. The little ball of blue and green looked quite appeasing to Typhek. The planet now comfortably sitting between his thighs, the large ball of dirt was like a football for the average sized human. Typhek grinned and turned the untouched side of the planet towards his cock. Grinning darkly he teased, "Oh you look so small down there, I wouldn't want all of you to miss out on the FUN!" emphasising the last word as he started smearing his semi-hard erection over Asia and Oceania continents. Billions were wiped out with ease as he started to press his dick-tip into the planet's core. "That's it...Just..." As his meat pierced through Asia and into the Earth, "..Take it!". The Tyrant moaned out loud in intense pleasure, the planet was incredibly tight around his phallus. He could feel all those lives, imagine all them screamed snuffed out in that very moment.

"What a magnificent view" Both Xavier and Scal muttered in a joint response to the micros who recorded the Giga sized urethra and phallus aimed straight at them. The entire world was blotted out by a pair of scaly balls and one fat cock as Typhek thrust it into the planet, grunting away as his sacs slapped into the underside.

"Hnng. Don't worry. I'm not quite done with you---YET!"As Typhek thrust his entire hyper dick through the little dirtball. The phallus pierced out the other side as the planet cracked into pieces, held together by the giant ebony claws that kept all of it intact as he gave slow but sensual and powerful thrusts into it. The sounds of grinding rubble and member merged together as Typhek pulled on the planet and slammed it into the base of his shaft, gritting his fangs and squinting his eyes as he roared the loudest he had yet during his rampage.

"GRAAAAAAGH!". The overwhelming sense of Euphoria felt from his balls bulldozing into the planet, his shaft ramming through the core of the planet. The little but squirming resistance of this Planet Earth sent him over the edge. Climaxing as his cum-shot blew out into space, decimating the moon completely as it was blown into pieces. The saurian was completely in his prime as he asserted his dominance over this planet. Claiming it as his own as he gently drifted in space.

"Mmm, That was so delightful." Scal licked his lips, biting on his lower lip slightly as he waved away all the other monitors which showed nothing but static now. He then brought up new monitors that showed various angles of Typhek growing and drifting off into space. "Typhek, I think you'll like this next part. But I want you to do one more thing."

Typhek, who was panting and regaining his composure, felt the sweat drool over his body as he brought up the intercom, his semi-hard cock resting between his legs. "I want to test whether you're capable of using your increased size to destroy entire planets and if you're capable, this entire solar system off of our star charts!".

Xavier looked to the little shaman, slightly intimidated by his unrestrained imagination as he wondered, "Have you ever done this before?"

"Nope. This would be the first time in the past three months. It's not often we want to order the Extinction of an entire solar system!" Scal laughed, he brought up a hologram of the star system as it displayed multiple universes, then he zoomed in multiple times until it arrived onto Typhek lazing around. "That's why we're very vigilant with this piece of technology, or magic I'd say".

The two looked back to Typhek who had now grown twice the size he did before. The large Saurian had drifted towards Mars as he felt the large orb in his hand. His fingers gradually grew bigger as they grasped the planet, his claw-tips scarred the surface slightly as he felt the planet turn more into a bead. Typhek watched as the planet grew smaller in his grasp, then he peered over his shoulder and brought the planet to his rump."Hurrr. I've not had a planet in my ass for a good month!". Typhek gradually brought the planet to his prostate as he gently pressed the planet into his ass with his index finger. His body shot up in ecstasy as he felt the planet stretch his tail hole. "Ugh. You're gonna be a TIGHT FIT!" He grunted, his body loosened as it succumbed to the sadistic glee he felt as the planet was wedged at his sphincter. The planet devouring Rex instinctively clenched his rump as he felt the planet crack slightly. "Mmm...I thought you'd be stronger!" While he clenched on it to squeeze the life out of it. Then with one encouraging press of his black finger-tip, the planet was swallowed up into his ass where he felt a small rope of cum shoot out. "Aaaaaaaah! I forgot how it felt devouring an entire planet in my ass like that".

"Oh fuck..." Gasped Xavier, tapping Scal on the shoulder. "Did you...."

"...Nope". Scal felt his heartthrob under his breath as he felt his cock harden in an instant.

"Typhek, you may want to see this..".

"Mmm, Let me just enjoy this Scal. Don't take this way from--" As a large hologram of a monitor appeared in space. Typhek watched as humans who had inhabited Mars, captured his giant ass enveloping the planet as billions were wiped out with a finger's touch. The rest was decimated by the planets getting clenched and anal vored by the giant dinosaur as Typhek felt his dick harden in an instant. "To think we were not even aware of your pitiful little lives, what a way to go out too".

"Lucky humans" spat Scal. A hint of jealousy in his voice as Xavier looked down at him with a raised brow, then gave a light chuckle as he watched the same footage as Typhek did. The finger from the guy pressing them in, the giant sphincter and black hole devouring them. The screams of billions crying out in unison as they were mostly swallowed alive by the giant sphincter.

Typhek spanked his own ass cheek and roared out lightly in pleasure. The little planet disintegrated nicely in his rump where it would breakdown and fuel his own needs. He felt his body grow as the rest of the planets became small and puny compared to him. Even the heat from the sun just bathed his cold scales delightfully as he smirked. "Scal, I have a request for you".

Scal was watching with glee as Typhek began to outgrow the solar system, the dinosaur who merely fucked a tiny submarine at the beginning, then a planet now swallowed a planet with his ass for kicks. The little lizard wondered what Typhek had in mind for the rest of the planets. "Yes Typhek, what is it?"

"Is it possible we can string the rest of the planet together through some connecting gravity and force? I want to swallow the rest of them fuckers with my dick".

"Does he really mean--"

"Yes, he means to cock-vore ALL of them" Scal chuckled," I suppose it's possible given how this went". Scal began bringing up a hologram of the solar system, tinkering with various gravitational pulls from each of the planets he began implementing his own magic into the planets. "If I just imagine them like grains of sands, then the magic I need to use should be very minimal".

"But they are planets! How would you alone have that power to combine the rest of these planets together like that?"

"It's all down to your own willpower and perspective. To you, they are planets that host civilization. To me, I've seen so many of them. They are like grains of sand on the beach. You don't think about stepping on them, do you? But tome, and to Typhek, every single grain of sand is a planet like Earth. Our feet crunching billions of lives out with every step, a mere flex of our toes ending entire planets. After more time, I could make us use them puny little solar systems and galaxies as toe-rings and cock-rings if needed. They all just exist for our pleasure".

Xavier took a step back in surprise, he never knew how small of a piece of the puzzle he really was. He looked to Scal then the holograph of the solar system and Typhek. The power they held over reality, and over every single life was unimaginable. After a few moments, he muttered, "It's all a matter of perspective. For both the little ones we decimate for our need, and for the greater good."

Scal gave Xavier a nod and a warm smile. Turning his attention back to the solar system as he said, "It should be done now. They are all linked and connected like little beads along with a firm piece of string".

Typhek watched as the planets began to pull towards one another, all evenly spaced before him as he plucked the planet furthest away and brought it up to his face. The entire planet was nothing more than a small marble at this point, his snout looked like it could swallow the solar system itself as he started to greedily stroke his fat member. "Nice work Scal, looks like there's a little bit more fun to be had with these. Now let's see them off shall we?"

Typhek raised the bead of planets above his phallus, using both of his claws to dexterously handle the fragile planets as Typhek anchored the bottom planet into his urethra. "Hrrr. Now let's start with you tiny..." As Typhek pressed Mercury into his urethra, the urethra stretched a little as he then lowered Venus into it. "Oooh. You look like a real challenge." Typhek snarked, pressing his index finger down onto Jupiter as his cock-slit was pried apart by the enormous planet.

"Just a bit more!" He moaned, pressing Jupitar in a little more as his growth allowed the planet to be swallowed by the growing urethra and member. "Now for the rest of you".

Scal and Xavier watched as the rest of the planets began to go down into that urethra. The large tyrannosaur lounged back facing the solar system as he flexed his toes and rolled the sun in between them.

"Mmm, You're a little warm huh?"

Scal and Xavier looked to one another then back to Typhek. Impressed by his sheer size and power as the sun was effortlessly toyed with and rolled between the thick dinosaur digits. The two of them watched as Typhek slowly but skillfully lowered the planets in. The planets bulged along the entire underside of his dick as the two of them watched every single planet crack from the growth and throbs of the meat. The vascular veiny member of the tyrannosaur cock-voring almost all of the planets as Typhek was on his last planet.

"Hurr... Fuck all you little marbles for planets feel GREAT!" He spat in a deep thooming reptilian voice, his tongue slithered out of his maw as the intense pleasure of those planets travelling down his member sent waves of pleasure through his body. His toes clenched and flexed as he flexed as the sun began to crack under the immense weight of his toes clenching together.

"Now for the last one. Neptune". The saurian felt the rest of the planets gradually slide down his shaft as he began greedily and uncaringly pressing the blue planet into his urethra. The build-up to this planet was intense, Typhek felt his heart throbas the rest of the planets began to bloat his balls up to the brim. The saurian peered down to his sacs as the outlines of the planets began to emerge from them briefly, before they were fully melted down into his seed. "Ah. Fuck. Scal, please tell me these worlds were inhabited by humans as well".

"Every. Single. One." Scal sniggered, as he watched various views from inside the dick and orbs where billions were melted alive into the seed. Tens of billions of lives were snuffed out as the large black scrotum of the tyrannosaur grew even bigger and in proportion with the huge hyper cock throbbing aggressively with a few thick veins over it.

"Mmm, that's what I like to hear" Typhek moaned, pressing Neptune into his dick as he folded his arms behind his head and gently drifted off into space. The saurian's red eyes glowing through the black veil of space as he clenched his toes together, and snuffed out all the remaining light in the solar system. The last thing that could be heard was the sadistic laughter of the black tyrannosaur as the Sun was crushed between his toes. His beady red eyes glowing a bright red. Typhek cupped his testicles in his enormous palms as he enjoyed feeling his hefty balls become even heavier with his seed. Imagining all of the humans, and worlds, digesting nicely in his orbs. All of their screams were unheard, no one coming to save them. The only thing that would save the tens of billions of lives was the semen of the dinosaur. All of the billions of lives so insignificant, swimming in his balls like sperm. The entire solar system accepted its defeat by the gargantuan cock that belonged to the Tyrant. As they were all liquidated into the large pool of cum. A fitting end for all of their miserable lives.

To digest in the sacs of their enemy, the Saurian God that brought terror and destruction upon them. And gave them the fate they deserved.

As the god of destruction closed his eyes. All that could be heard was his sadistic laughter. The last of the light in the Solar System was gone. He allowed his enemies to become useful to him, cupping his immensely heavy balls and rubbing them to remind himself of that.

To become a part of something even greater.

That was Typhek. The Tyrant Warrior.

title: Sheltered aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [AegisOfAges] id: [34646101] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 5:34:16 下午

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Sheltered

Author: AegisOfAges Source: Sheltered

“Human, are you sure you do not feel a chill?”

It has been... quite a while since you and Puro had parted ways with the mysterious scientist. Without any way to keep track of the days, time just seemed to meld into itself as the both of you traveled, exploring ruined cities and lush forests from sunrise to sunset. Thankfully, the supplies K had given you were holding out well, especially once you and Puro took to foraging and hunting, respectively. Well, except ...

“... you are shivering again.”

... except for clothes. Vaguely, you remember a conversation you had with Puro, way back in the tower you had escaped together. Back then, you only had a single pair of shorts, the ones you woke up in. A little worn, sure, but... now, all you had was the coat of soft, white fluff coating you. At first, you thought it would be more than enough to get by, even if it needed significantly more brushing, but, lately, the days have been cooling down. The nights, more so, and it was getting harder to ignore it. Maybe it was just your size? Even with your new legs, your new wolfish self, you still only reach up to Puro’s chest... when you stand up on your tip-toes.

The feeling of Puro’s arm winding around your shoulders, a warm, half-solid squish present under its soft black fur, snaps you out of your reverie. All at once, you realize you had left the masked latex being’s question hanging. Looking up into Puro’s curiosity-tilted head, you shake your own... only for another errant breeze, rustling past the forest’s leaves, to ruffle through your fur, sending a shudder up your spine. Mildly embarrassed by your failed attempt of a fib, you murmur:

“... sorry Puro. I... might be, yes.”

The latex creature hardly seemed bothered by your façade, though. If anything, he let out a soft, bubbly giggle before shaking his head in return.

“There is no need to feel sorry, human. Here, let Puro help.”

Without losing a stride, Puro’s arm subtly tightens over your back, his paw grasping your shoulder with a comforting gentleness. Encouraging you to sidle up to his side as you both traverse the winding path ahead. A faint rustling sounds out behind you, getting a curious twitch out of your canine ears... and, with a slow swish, Puro’s big, fluffy tail curls around your upper body. Without a second thought, you hug your arms around it, pressing the fluffy bundle to your chest. So soft...

After a moment, Puro’s tail tip playfully brushes back and forth over your nose, drawing a ticklish giggle from you as you nestle your muzzle down into that living brush. After joining you with a pleased hum of his own, Puro asks:

“Do you feel better now, human?”

Looking back up into Puro’s white, cloudy eyes, you nod your head in gratitude... which earns you one of the monster’s charming smiles.

“Ah, I’m glad... Oops, sorry!”

Satisfied with a job well done, Puro’s long, bushy tail had attempted to sway all on its own... and, with you holding onto it, it very nearly caused you to stumble over your own two feet! The monster’s snug, one-armed grip tightens on you, however, keeping you steady. Pressed up to that furry side, it is hard to ignore the warmth lurking within him gladly bleeding out and into you.

“Ehhehe... Clumsy me. I’ll... try to not do that again!”

Now it was Puro’s turn to look embarrassed, his eyes squeezing shut as a subtle bead of shiny black, originating near his temple, runs down the side of his mask. Even after all this time spent together, Puro was still so shy! It was... cute, very much so. Your amused chuckle gets him to open his eyes again, and it isn’t long at all again before that bashful expression shifts back into another smile.

Turning back to the forest path ahead, the two of you continued onwards.

The sun, barely visible through the leaves overhead, is finally sinking down below the horizon. Night is approaching, yet, up ahead, you can see a rocky overhang. Sturdy boulders coupled with trees to provide cover; a perfect place to weather the night, hopefully. After all, the wind was starting to pick up again, the occasional cool gust sending waves of rustles through the forest...

Crackle, snap...

By the time you and Puro get a small fire going, the sun had finally set. Your camp, like all your past ones, was a small, humble thing. There wasn’t really much point in setting up much when wanderlust filled the both of you to bursting. Off to the side rested a few easily totable bags, filled with your various supplies and rations. Near the mouth of the small cave was where a few scavenged logs hissed and popped into the... mostly silent night sky. Despite there being only a stray cloud or three lazily drifting through the starry sea up above, there was a noticeable breeze that made the firelight dance along your shelter’s walls.

“Mhmm... nmm...”

Puro laid sprawled out near the fire, picking apart and chowing down upon a couple oblong chunks of dried rabbit meat. Drying the stuff he caught turned out to be a bit different from the fruit he had grown used to, but, thankfully, not too different. Puro appreciated the change in taste, to say the least; living off fruit and smaller white latexes must have been monotonous palate-wise. As for you, nibbling on some jerky while stargazing was a decent way to pass the time. There were still a couple black flakes here and there, but... enough traveling alongside Puro had you growing used to it.

Having finally finished his dinner, the black-furred monster slips an arm behind his head, using it as an impromptu pillow.

“Such a beautiful night! So many stars, and... the ground is so soft here...”

You nod, murmuring in agreement as you dust your hands free of any remaining jerky-bits. Puro’s cloudy eyes glinted in the firelight as he took it all in, just as awestruck now as he was the day you both escaped... yet, it seemed like tonight would be a bittersweet one. Another sudden gust of wind rushes past the cave opening... and causes your fur to bristle, your arms to clutch together. After earlier, though, you decide to be a little less shy about remedying this. It isn’t long at all before Puro notices you scooting over to his side of the fire. He turns his head over to face you.

“Oh? What is it, huma-“

Puro blinks as he cuts himself off, his ears perking up in realization. Your expression must have said it all.

“Ah! Apologies, human. I got carried away for a moment. Hmm...”

The masked creature takes a cursory look around your camp, pondering...

before he grins warmly. With his free paw, he gives his chest a pat-pat.

“Human maaayyy be a little heavy, but, how about sleeping with me tonight?”

After a pause, Puro’s smile turns a little more bashful. So expressive, even with his mask in the way...

“... it might not be the same as my old bed, but, I won’t mind. Honest!”

Well, if he put it that way... Giving Puro one of those small “if you insist” grins, you halt a moment to consider just how you were going to do this. Given where he was lying down, though... Taking care to not squish your friend, you settle down atop the monster. Your head resting against the ruff of fur at the base of his neck, your back nestled against his chest... and, with a little wriggle of your hips, you swish your snow-white tail off to the side. Wouldn’t want it to get all numb, of course!

A soft huff escapes Puro’s muzzle as he adjusts to your weight; despite being a good head or two shorter than him, you are quite dense for your size. On the flip side, lying atop him like this was... rather interesting, to say the least.

While you can’t quite remember if you ever got to sleep on a water bed before everything that had happened, this is probably as close to it you can get for the time being. Puro’s plush black fur ruffles against your white coat as you both shift, intermingling with one another. Underneath it, though, wasn’t anything solid to provide even a modicum of uncomfortable resistance; no bones, no tendons, just that half-solid, half-liquid goo. In a playful tone, the masked monster rumbles into one of your ears:

“... ah, mustn’t forget human’s blankets.”

Just like that, Puro’s arms curl around your front, gently squeezing you down against his chest. A gesture that made it all the easier to not only hear, but feel the soft, bubbly purring reverberating out from within the semi-solid creature.

Next came his own tail, Puro simply opting to lazily drape it over most of your lower body. With how much tail he had to begin with, it was practically a living blanket of sorts... and, already, you can feel yourself warming back up again. Heat, absorbed by the latex creature’s dark coloration and slow to escape his unique consistency. There was... something else, though. Another, heart-fluttering kind of warmth, deep in your chest...

“Convenient of Puro to be like this, eh, human? Just... let me know if you feel anything strange.”

There is a tinge of concern in his voice this time, yet, it didn’t seem to bother Puro too greatly... for, soon, he nuzzles his chin down between your ears, those sensitive radars flicking against the lower edge of Puro’s mask before growing used to its presence. Before the two of you laid there, wordlessly enjoying one another’s company. Puro’s gentle purring filling the cool night air as two sets of eyes, one azure and the other cloudy-white, gazed up at the countless, twinkling stars up above.

Prrrhhh...~

Time passed, minutes stretching on and on. You don’t quite know just how long you and Puro laid sprawled by the fire, drinking in the wonders of the world after dark, but, that hardly mattered. That strange feeling he warned you of never seemed to come; if anything, it felt like the time you accidentally stepped in a small pool of black latex he left behind, but, all along your back now. Significantly fluffier, too. The glowing pinpricks above were growing fuzzier, though; as your eyelids feel ever heavier, your vision blurs, darkening... and then Puro purrs into your ear:

“... thank you again, human. For everything. I’m so... so glad you chose to come with me.”

Yawning quietly, Puro’s words are enough to rouse you from the beginnings of your nap... mostly. It seems like he hadn’t noticed, but you don’t mind much.

Tilting your head back against Puro’s chest-fluff, you look up towards his mask to reply:

“I could say the same. You’ve come a long way.”

Turning your head to the side, you affectionately rub a cheek against Puro’s front, adding:

“... we’ve come a long way.”

A heartfelt chuckle would escape the masked creature, one of his paws shifting about to idly scratch over your chest with his claws. Drawing lazy trails amidst that white, curly fur coat, only to undo it all with a ruffle and repeat the process. For a time, Puro kept this up as he silently pondered something; while you couldn’t see it, his eyes had shut, closing so he could work up the resolve to say...

“... human. I’ve... been thinking about something. You remember how my kind needs a host to survive, but, only the one?”

There was a careful seriousness to Puro’s voice, as if he wanted to approach this topic slowly, deliberately. Either way, you nod your head. At some point, you had worried for Puro’s well-being; if K hadn’t donated his old bio-robot to Puro, he would have... Now, though, he was totally fine. Complete, in a way.

“Because of that, we don’t have to worry about any... accidents.”

Puro nudges down against your head with his chin to punctuate his sentence. He was right, too; before he had absorbed his host, simply tripping into him would have been catastrophic, to put it lightly. The dark latex’s ingrained instincts would have been too autonomous to hold back, even for one so intelligent.

“... and you’ve been shivering more and more lately, human. Everything we find is too worn, or too old, so...”

Again, Puro trails off, hunting for the right words he wants to say. It would have been nice to find something intact enough to take along, true, yet all of it was threadbare, burned, or both. The destruction hadn’t limited itself to just the buildings, after all, and nobody else was around yet to make more. At the same time, Puro’s indecisiveness was making you curious. Craning your head back, you look up to his mask... and, noticing this, a bead of black “sweat” rolls down his white cheek.

“... what I’m trying to say, is... What if Puro helped shelter you from the cold by... keeping you close? Just for a while?”

You furrow your brow in confusion. Wasn’t this “close” enough already? As you open your mouth to ask as much, though, Puro stammers:

“... c- closer than this, I mean. Like if I wanted to assimilate you, but, since you’ve already been transfurred and I’ve found a host, without the... changing... part.”

Maybe it was just how tired you were feeling, lazing away the rest of a long day spent traveling like this, but, was Puro...? He sounded bashful now, yet, the deliberate carefulness was still there. Would this actually work? As the gears slowly turn in your head, Puro must have assumed you were still puzzled. Not nearly as much as before, but...

“Don’t worry, human, I might have been practicing lately! Just in case. Here, let me...”

Puro reaches down to his side, out of your field of view... and, from how his other arm tenses around you, he seemed to be feeling around there, pushing.

Before a soft, wet squelch breaks the silence, the gooey creature wincing as he reaches inside of himself, right through his fur! Granted, you already knew Puro lacked much of anything in terms of internal organs, but... feeling the bump his paw made shift around underneath your lower back was odd all the same.

His eyes light up, though, as he apparently finds whatever he was looking for. Another slimy squelch signals the retreat of his paw... and then, Puro holds it up into the flickering firelight. Despite where it was rummaging around moments prior, its fur looked surprisingly dry... yet, the small object he held dripped a few droplets of viscous black goo onto your tail-blanket, soaking away out of sight.

Was that...?

“See? It is some of the rabbit meat from earlier, totally fine!”

Totally intact, yes, aside from the black ooze liberally coating it. Before you can say anything, though, Puro reaches up... and pops the morsel of jerky back into his mouth, before promptly swallowing it back down. When he finally notices you staring, the dark latex smiles sheepishly.

“... what? Why waste some of my dinner? I... promise it will be gone this time, before you...”

Puro blinks, catching himself.

“... if you want to do it. If. It is... another bold idea, I know, so...”

Puro trails off as he averts his gaze, taking a sudden interest in the way your campfire’s flames dance over the glowing logs... yet his ears remain perked up, listening for your response. If anyone else had asked you, you probably would have had second thoughts, but it was Puro offering you this. Many aspects of these semi-fluid beings were still a mystery to you, too; you had spent more time running away from them than the scientists who created and studied them. Still, if your masked friend was comfortable enough to share the idea with you, and after what you just saw... At last, you say:

“... Puro? I trust you.”

For a few moments, all that could be heard was the wind gusting away outside your makeshift shelter. The crackling of burning firewood. The rustling of fallen greenery, the chirping of stealthy crickets. Just as you suspect that Puro had somehow missed what you said, though, his arms tighten their embrace... and, when Puro looks back down to you, black “tears” are welling in his mask’s eye sockets.

“Human, I...”

In a rush, Puro tugs you up along his chest, the fluffy, black cheek underneath his mask affectionately smushing against your own! If Puro wasn’t still trying to keep his tail curled over your legs, it likely would have been wagging up a storm. As things are, its tip excitedly thumps up and down against your middle...

“... even if we’re friends, I’m still so, so... happy you can trust me like this! It means so much to this little monster...!”

Puro’s gentle, bubbly purring had faded away during his earlier spell of uncertainty, but now it had returned full-force... and then some! For a time, he simply keeps you held snugly up to him, and you happily oblige. Even if one of Puro’s joyous, viscous tears, somehow warmer than the rest of him, ends up staining your cheek his unique shade of black. Eventually, the dark latex eases up on his fond squeezing and resumes sprawling backwards.

“Now... let Puro do all the work, human. Just lie back, like I am.”

You certainly didn’t need to be told twice; it was getting late, and the living, purring “water”-bed below you wasn’t doing your drowsiness any favors... even if the removal of his hug made you acutely aware of the cool breeze once more.

Gratefully, you slump your head backwards, your arms tossed to either side...

before, after some shifting, Puro balances your arms overtop his. It wasn’t until he had done the same with your legs that you realized your hands stopped just before his elbows, your padded feet barely reaching the ends of his digitigrade thighs. A “little” monster, indeed!

“I meant... more like this. There. Now...”

Suddenly, for the first time since you had climbed onto Puro, you feel it: a slow sinking sensation, as if you just fell belly-up into a vat of sentient tar. The fur you had previously felt brushing up alongside yours now gives way to the thick, black goo filling Puro’s body, making up the latex’s very being. As the purring creature’s warm crept up along your body like a kind of physical outline, you can’t help but notice how... unhurried Puro was. In your few too-close-for-comfort brushes with the other, more hostile latexes, they had the ability to spread over something with alarming speed, and Puro was surely no different. Even now, he held himself back to help put his friend at ease...

Your hands and feet are the first parts of you to fully submerge underneath the surface of Puro’s body, sealed away in a gentle, yet possessive embrace of the latex’s own design. The way that warm, black goo seemed to stick to you made it nigh impossible to turn your head now, yet, out of the corners of your eyes, you can see how there is nothing but black fur where those ends used to be. As if they were never there in the first place... yet, reassuringly, you could still feel your hands and feet, no worse for wear. Now over halfway up your prone figure, bands and cords of sentient ooze snake up over you. One wrapping over your thigh, the next around a bicep, the next binding to your neck...

An involuntary shudder runs up and down your spine as Puro’s latex creeps far enough up your head to fully claim your ears. Already, your arms and legs have all but vanished from the outer world, yet, they hadn’t brought a sensory change such as this! All at once, the various sounds of the night grew so very muffled, almost inaudible even to your sharpened senses. It was as if you were floating on your back in a warm, serene pool, only, you were slowly but surely losing your buoyancy. All you could clearly hear now was Puro’s steady purring... and his voice, the latter coming after he leans forward to nuzzle your forehead with his chin.

“Do not worry, human. Puro will take... especially good care of you...”

Your own instincts had begun gnawing away at your mind, your heartbeat quickening along with your breathing, but, thankfully, Puro’s words had something of a soothing effect on you. That, and the dark latex’s purring sent countless gentle vibrations up and down your body, encouraging it to relax as the patch of white fur adorning Puro’s chest steadily shrank down. Moments pass, and you can finally feel that warm goo oozing up to your eyes; on impulse, you squeeze them shut...

and, not long afterwards, that thick, lukewarm liquid rises past them, stealing away the sight of the starry night sky. Nothing but inky-black darkness remains.

As the rest of your chest sinks down underneath Puro’s, his black fur reforming where yours used to be, breathing becomes a noticeably more laborious task. Not overly so, certainly far from uncomfortable, yet, now there was a constant, subtle pressure pressing in upon you. Only your muzzle remained outside of your latex-based partner now, the way it protruded from his chest ruff certainly an amusing sight... and, as that fur tickled at the corners of your mouth, you quietly stammer:

“G... Good night, Puro...”

Everything seems to freeze as your words drift up to the masked creature.

While you couldn’t see it, you had the distinct feeling that he was... smiling.

Suddenly, your arm moves all on its own, as if possessed! Having relaxed into this whole process, you had left it nice and loose, but, how could...? It all makes sense, though, when you feel Puro fondly rub over where your upper body probably was with his paw, your arm mimicking its circular motions. With how he had positioned you, you moved as he moved...

“Rest well, human...”

As the last word left Puro’s lips, he allowed the rest of you to sink away from sight, inch by inch... until, finally, the black monster was left alone in your campsite. At least, he appeared to be; while your smaller, leaner figure left almost no noticeable swells underneath Puro’s flexible surface, you were still there. Every hair, every lock of fur... and, mercifully, you could still breathe. Slow, methodical breaths, sure, but... Perhaps your nose was just buried somewhere underneath his fluffy ruff?

Everywhere else, however, is an all-encompassing layer of thick, warm goo.

Even though Puro is still lying on his back, you can’t feel the ground whatsoever.

No twigs, no pebbles... not even the spongy earth he had been complimenting earlier. Instead, you merely float in the deep, dark abyss housed within your semi-solid friend, the outside world so close yet seemingly so far away. You don’t doubt that the wind is still blowing overhead, sneaking its way between the boulders...

but you can’t feel it. At all. If anything, the latex’s inherent insulation works with your natural body heat to make things... cozier...

You lazily huff out through your nose, a kind of silent yawn. Sleep was rolling in like a heavy bank of fog; normally, you would have been dreaming long, long ago, but something special like this had called for a delay. Now, it was getting so hard to focus amidst all that purring, that sweet, soothing rumble. Just before sleep overtakes you entirely, though, your arm shifts again... before a gentle weight presses down against you. Puro crossed his arm over his lower chest... right where your heart is...

Yawning softly, Puro wakes up from a long, peaceful slumber, blinking the bleariness from his eyes. Their fire had long since burned to cold cinders, yet beams of sunshine filtering in through the trees made the mouth of their cave a perfect spot to soak in some heat. Taking a moment to simply lose himself amidst the relaxing birdsong drifting through the forest, Puro pushes up to a sitting position... a little more slowly than he would have otherwise. After all, the human still gave his body a rather... solid amount of weight, a trait he wasn’t quite used to even after a night of adjusting to it. Raising a paw up to tenderly rub where he could feel the human’s chest rhythmically rise and fall, he gave that unassuming expanse of black fur an affectionate look. Quietly giggling to himself, he whispers:

“... human is still such a sleepy head...”

Carefully rising to his feet, Puro experimentally shifts from one leg to the other. It certainly felt different, carrying the human like this... but, at the same time, it spread his weight around much more evenly than before. It made it so much easier. He... could get used to this, if the human wished to do it again.

Taking up his bag in one arm and the human’s in the other, Puro kicks some dirt over their fire’s charred logs. That done, he looks down the path ahead, peering into the distance. The human had barely stirred from his deep sleep throughout all that, something that very nearly impressed Puro. Part of him wanted to wake the human up himself, but he deserved the extra shut-eye. Plus, this morning was another cool, breezy one... and this was the perfect time for some more practice.

Nodding to himself, the dark latex strode off, his precious, sheltered charge dreaming the early hours away. Dreaming of another peaceful day spent with Puro, side-by-side...

title: UTOverse - Medics aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [AgentSnivy] id: [32394847] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:09:07 晚上

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UTOverse - Medics

Author: AgentSnivy Source: UTOverse - Medics

"And then I found a hammer under the table so I grabbed it and BANG hit him over the head!" Said a male human while everyone else in the barracks listens to the tale, "you humans sure sound tuff! It's a shame you can't do that to a Rynar."

said a male Neshior,  "well it's not like I'm supposed to have been fighting but I sure as well will make sure you don't die on the field, as if I haven't already" he whispered at the end, not being heard by some but getting a small chuckle out of those who did "looks like meal time" said a green eyed white coat female Lupari, everyone in the barracks checks the time on their Yutris to find that she was correct and with that everyone heads off to the mess hall meanwhile the Lupari holds her hand out for the human, this Lupari was Combat Medic Corporal Shida who was the humans guardian "I hope you didn't say that because you want to eat me" the Field Medic Corporal Shaun said as he smirks, "maybe I will, but I think your too cute to do that" she said as Shaun steps onto her hand with a light chuckle, "well I hope I'm not so cute you forget where the mess hall is, I'm starving" he said as he sat down and made himself comfortable "Me too" she said as they went to the Mess hall behind everyone else.

As they made their way to the mess hall they caught up with a friend "Shida! Shaun!" Called Dasala a gold eyed tan scales female Sissach "Dasala! I thought you left or something" said Shaun, "where have you been?" Continued Shida, "I was doing guardian training, I probably should have told you" the Sissach replied with a bit of excitement in her tone, "So how is it going?" Asked Shida, "actually I already finished! It's going to be a while until I get my own charge so I was wondering if I could carry Shaun?" Dasala said with the excitement in her tone getting more noticeable "Not right now."

Shaun replied "I'm hungry, maybe after lunch" he continued, "alright" Dasala said with a bit of disappointment in her voice, as they continued their short walk to the mess hall Dasala thought of a question "why don't you use mechs?"

Shaun shrugged and said "personal preference", "you just want to be with me don't you" Shida said with her smug wolf grin "n-no! I just like the fur over the metal" Shaun replied "So you do!" Shida said "Alright fine yes I do enjoy your company and your cute wolf face" Shaun replied knowing that he couldn't get out of this, Dasala laughed as she said "you two make a great couple!" "Nac ydw!" Shaun shouted "oh, looks like you ticked him off" Shida said as Dasala had a mix of confusion and laughter on her face as they entered the mess hall.

Shida and Dasala sat down by themselves on a table a bit away from where everyone else was sitting, Shida laid her hand out on the table for Shaun to hop off where he then proceeded to sit at a mini scaled version of the table for him to sit on, "Uhh, what did you say back there? It didn't quite translate" Dasala asked "oh, it's Welsh for no Welsh is one of the lesser known Terran languages so it makes sense it didn't translate" Shaun replied "yeah he's even teaching me it, all though he ain't the best teacher" Shida added "hey! I do what I can with what I'm given" Shaun said "alright I'll go get our food" Shida said while she went off to do just that, Dasala lowered her self and placed her snout on the table looking directly at Shaun "you two are definitely a thing" she said whispering as if it mattered to the translator "no we ain't" Shaun replied sounding a little annoyed "are you sure?" she said while blowing some air in his direction "ydw ni yn."

he said "he said 'yes we are'" Shida said while putting down everyone's food of different meat and fruits, nothing Terran of course "knew it" Dasala said smirking while she lifted herself back up "way to ruin my secret" Shaun said with a annoyed expression which quickly faded.

After a bit of peaceful eating, a male amber eyed black furred Tordenchi sat down next to Dasala with a tray of again alien meats and fruits "Reketa! Nice to see you!" Said Dasala "that's sergeant Reketa to you, and yes it nice to see you too Dasala, been a while hasn't it" Reketa replied "well how's the sergeant?" Shaun asked "good, you should really use your mech spending all your time with Shida isn't healthy" Reketa replied sounding a little desperate "I'm fine, sarge we've been doing this for almost 5 years she wouldn't do anything with me if I disagreed" after he said that Shida moved in a finger to stroke Shaun which he pushed away and she went back to eating her food, proving his point "I know but-"

Reketa said before being cut off by Shaun "Reketa you know full well I'm always in my mech in the field and only in her paws when moral is low" "I'm sorry, I shouldn't push you if you don't want to" Reketa said as everyone went back to eating, soon enough Shaun, Shida and Dasala finish their food and they prepare to leave as Dasala puts a hand out for Shaun and he hesitates for a moment but quickly gets on "guardian training I'm guessing" said Reketa "yep!" Dasala said while she watched Shaun settle in her hand "never understood the appeal myself but I suppose they can't always use the mechs" Reketa continued as the three left the mess hall.

"So, are you happy?" Dasala asked getting the attention of Shida interested in his response "scales are... interesting to say the least, but I think it's fine" Shaun replied while stroking her scales "a break at last" Shida said jokingly "oh no, I love that fur! I'll be back for it soon enough" Shaun said while the two giggle, "so what are we going to do?" Asked Shida "I fancy some air" said Shaun "I would have thought you would had wanted to go to the hive" Dasala asked "I just feel like chatting" Shaun responded "alright then" Dasala said as they exited the main military base into the compound.

Just above the walls of the compound you could see the bluish-green grass across the mountains with a couple of trees with blue leaves and the brown rocks that show on the cliffs, the three found a bench with a perfect view of the surroundings and they sit down and Dasala puts her hand in between them where another non human could sit and Shaun hops off while Shida puts the back of her hand next to him which Shaun then proceeds to stroke and fidget with the fur "so what happened while I was gone?" Dasala asked "nothing much, some new recruits arrived 2 of which are human but I barely seem them out of their mechs like most of them" Shida replied "what's up with the sergeant?" Dasala said curiously "one of the new humans tripped and hurt his self on one of the tables, now he's acting like their the most fragile things in the world" Shida said sounding a little annoyed "then why don't you say anything to him?" Dasala asked "anything I say on the matter could compromise my guardian status" Shida replied when she noticed a odd feeling on her hand, she looks to see Shaun lying on the back of her hand "I love your fur" he says as she brings her other hand to him opening the palm for him to get on, he gets up and gets on her palm as she raises him up to her snout "the little human likes my fur? Guess I'll let you live" Shida jokes as Shaun hugs her muzzle, "I hope my charge will be open to affections" Dasala said "if your lucky" Shida replied with all attention on the small human at her snout "this little human wants more affection" Shaun says stroking her snout "hmm, alright then little human" Shida says with joy as she proceeds to lick him and nuzzle him "adorable" Dasala said as she check her yutri before continuing "we got to sleep now" "aw, I was enjoying that" Shaun says "don't worry little human we'll continue tomorrow" Shida says trying not to burst out in laughter

The three enter the barracks, Dasala heads to her assigned bed while Shida drops Shaun off at the human barracks before heading to her bed, Shaun enters the human barracks to find four other humans three of them were sleeping the other seemed a little annoyed or angry, it was hard to tell in the darkness of the barracks non the less Shaun went to his assigned bed and slept for the big day tomorrow, the assault on a planet in the Rynar collective's space.

Shaun woke up feeling great a day with Shida always helped him sleep, he saw the other humans walk to the mech lounge meanwhile he went to the transfer pad in the non-human barracks he got a short awkward stare from one of the other humans as he headed out, when he arrived at the transfer pad he found Dasala waiting for him "where's Shida?"

Shaun asked "she's working on her fur, so I'm taking you to the mess hall for breakfast and then we're leaving the base at 10:00 but we should meet up with Shida before then" Dasala said sounding excited as she puts her hand on the transfer pad for Shaun "alright then" Shaun replied climbing into her hand as they head to the mess hall.

"Dasala?" Shaun said while she carried him through the hallway "yeah?" Dasala replied curiously "I changed my mind, scales are pretty nice" Shaun said happily as Dasala sighed in relief knowing that a human wouldn't be disgusted by the feel of her scales, after a short silence they arrive at the mess hall.

As they enter Shaun quickly notices Shida at the table they normally sit at with her food and his ready, Dasala drops Shaun off at the table as she goes and gets her own meal "I thought you were working in your fur" Shaun asked confused "no I needed to pick something" Shida responded as she began to stroke Shaun who was sitting at the mini table eating his meal "what is it" Shaun curiously asked "I'll show you when we finish our food" Shida replied, a few seconds after Dasala comes back with her food and sits next to Shida "so, were shipping out in 2 hours" Dasala said a little nervously "yeah back in the frontline once again" Shida replied trying to sound confident "don't you two big girls worry, I'll treat your wounds" Shaun said as the Lupari and Sissach chuckle making Shaun smile "well if I'm lucky any wounds I get Shida can fix" Dasala said almost a little worried "are you okay Dasala?" Shida asked "yeah, yeah just shouldn't have brought up that subject" Dasala responded sounding a little upset "if you need to go be alone for a bit go ahead" Shaun said sounding worried "yeah okay I'll go do that" Dasala said before leaving presumably to go to the barracks "well" Shida said before continuing "now that we're alone let me show you what I got" Shida grabs a bottle of what looks to be some sort of soda and two straws, one being notable thinner presumably for use by a human, from under the table "what's that?" Shaun asked "Sorarche, a soda made by Lupari and it's my favourite! I want you to try some" Shida says as she puts her hand out for Shaun to climb onto which he does, she raises her hand up to her neck and proceeds to open the bottle making a familiar sound but a rather unfamiliar smell but it was kinda nice, Shida placed the straws into the bottle and allowed Shaun to grab his straw "go on, try some!" Shida encouraged and after some hesitation he did, tasting the strange yet delicious beverage Shaun quickly began wondering how the hell he even managed to drink it, something to do with the material he thought before Shida asked "so how it is?" "Strange, delicious but strange" he answered Shida smirked before using her own straw to drink with him, after a while it became 09:00 and Dasala came back, the two had finished the drink, "the ship is landing!" Said Dasala as she runs over to see it Shida with Shaun already in hand gets up and follows her to see the ship land.

They exit the main structure to see the sight of a huge combat ship landing as serval non-humans guided the ship in similar to how humans did it back on Terra, "wow" Dasala said, "yeah it truly is something" Shaun replied after a few moments Shida put her hand on Dasala's shoulder and asked "you want to tell us what happened earlier?" Dasala stuttered for a moment before saying "not now... Maybe another time?" "Thats fine, another time" Shida replied, after a few moments the ship lands and and a inspection crew is seen entering the ship, "I think it's time you got your mech."

Shida asks "yeah" Shaun replies and off Shida went to take Shaun to the mech lounge.

They arrive at the mech lounge, a rather ugly room with nothing but a couple of catwalks and one mech in the corner of the room, Shida walks over to the mech and let's Shaun off at the catwalk where he then proceeds to walk over to his mech and opens the hatch revealing a civilian control system Shaun was not a fan of getting something sticked into him so he waited for a different way to control his mech, despite the disadvantage of using it, suddenly a few dings are heard before a voice says "boarding is now in place, please proceed to the landing pad and board the ship" "guess we better get going" Shida says as Shaun's mech boots up "guess we better" was heard over the mechs speakers as they walked out of the mech lounge to board the ship.

title: The foot slave aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Agent_8.1] id: [48043285] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:01:26 晚上

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The foot slave

Author: Agent_8.1 Source: The foot slave

Deep in the country a manor laid still as the sun began to peak over the horizon, greeting the day with a smile, waking everyone inside the manor, butlers, servants and maids and their master, pirate the eagle and lord of the manor. Everyone inside all slowly began to wake up one by one to begin their morning routines.

“Yawwwnnn….morning world… I can tell it's gonna be a great day! I just know it!” A brown and green fox cheerily said as he got up and looked out the window at the garden behind the manor, the cheery pup took a whiff of that clear summer air and looked at the beautiful scene down below. The sun was shining on the ground below illuminating the beautiful rainbow of flowers that lined the sides of the garden while the wind had started blowing a cool gentle breeze that caused the fresh morning grass to sway in the air.

“Finally it stopped raining. The week-long rainstorm was getting quite bothersome. …plus It's a nice day out today for once without the dreary weather … it might be a good day for a walk…” The fox said as he quickly dressed himself in his dapper outfit and trouser. After that the servant canine opened the door and left to go on a delightful morning walk. He gave a happy sigh as he reached for the door to go outside only for the foxes boss to call out to him.

“Sora! Front and center! I need you for a bit so come hither!” A voice called out, Sora looking over into the main dining room and sighing, strutting his way up to his boss.

“Yes sir, Mister Pirate? You called for me master? Is everything ok?” Sora asked as he walked up to a brown eagle with a fluffy feather mane and a dark black face and beak tapping his yellow claws in boredom.

“Took you long enough sora, I have a spill and it's been festering at my feet while you just took your sweet little time to get in here and see what I needed!” Pirate said furiously, slamming his fist down on the table while Sora just sighed.

“Sorry sir, I had just gotten up and gotten dressed and I was about to go for a nice walk in the garden, I’ll go grab a towel and mop up the floor and your talons for you. The fox grunted as he grabbed a towel from one of the drawers on the side, only for pirate to grab his hand and shake his head in disappointment”

“I’m sorry but I wiped up my own thanks to your tardiness, and because of that you have to be punished! Now on the ground Sora!” The eagle screeched at the fox who quickly got on the ground, the eagles talons were at his eye level and staring him down.

“Ok I’m on the ground sir, now tell me exactly what you want me to do down here? Do you have ants and need me to find and squash them sir…? Or is it…the unfortunate punishment… you sometimes deal to me…” The fox said only for his master to place his left yellow talon on top of sora as he sprinkled some strange water from a green bottle he had on hand, and chuckled evilly.

“While I was cleaning I stepped in some weird puddles from my spill and unfortunately tracked it around the house before you could come to my aid! Oh what a pity! So to make up for your tardiness what I want you to do my lovely little servant is to lick my big meaty talons clean! Since you missed out on cleaning up you’ll be cleaning my feet with your own tongue! Do not want to see one speck of dirt or any filth left on my stompers or else you’ll be licking until dawn! ” Pirate commanded, a weird green lime scented liquid drenched his feet, the fox nodded and began to chip away at his cruel task. Licking those big yellow talons while the brown eagle ruffled his feathers and cooed at the fox pleasuring his feet.

“Yes sir…I’ll clean you right up…after that can I be excused then? I still wanna go for a walk at some point in the day.” Sora asked gently, whatever hsi master dumped onto his feet seemed to be messing with his train of thought…he felt slightly more scatterbrained then usual.

“Yes, yes yes, you’ll be able to go wherever you please within my limits. Now hush my little foot slut! You should be using that tongue to clean not to jabber on!” Pirate chastised the fox as he went back to relaxing, sitting down in an elegant wood carved chair as he propped his feet up for his little paw pamperer to lick away, and lap up the filth and satisfy his needs.

After a few minutes sora looked up from his masters paw…something felt off to him…he felt smaller in comparison…like compared to the eagle he was pleasing he was a few feet shorter…but the fox paid no mind…whatever chemicals their master had dumped on his talons kept his mind preoccupied and dazed, unaware of their shrinking situation.

“My my my aren't you looking like an eager beaver! You’re lapping up at a fast pace! Just make sure to get every nook and cranny! You don't wanna go back for another round do you?~ Or perhaps that's what you want and you just love my talons huh?~” The eagle teased as he watched the fox dwindle in size quickly.

The trousers on his drunken and shrinking servant were having a hard time staying on the unfortunate fox, sliding off after he shrank down three full feet. But Sora never seemed to notice, instead he was still engulfed in licking away at Pirate the eagles claws.

“Time for a bit more fun with this servant!~” Pirate chuckled as he used the talon that Sora hasn't started licking yet to gently undress the shrinking fox, slipping off any other undergarments until his servant stood in the nude, fluffy body and exposed cock and all, and with him being intoxicated into being submissive and oblivious he still saw nothing.

“Now to have some fun with my silly shrinking paw slave!” The eagle chuckled and with the claw that wasn't being pampered by Sora and gently moved it over that tiny shrinking cock and gently rubbed it.

Up and down…up and down…the yellow talon greased up from the weird drink rubbed against the cock, letting it tingle and twitch in pleasure, Sora's brain felt the relief emanating from his fox cock and moaned while he licked away.

“Eurrrrghhh…so good….mmmf lick lickc lick…” A small moan could be heard from Sora, he was on the verge of unleashing his cum. Pirate just smirked and stopped rubbing, leaning over the tiny fox's ear whispering “gotcha” in Sora's ear as he instantly shrank to a miniscule one inch tall, snapping back into reality without a moment to gather his thought he immediately started to orgasm, spewing his tiny cum on the floor while he moaned.

“Ouurrrghh…moaaaaaaahh…oooh..yeah that's the stuff…unf…more..more…” Sora moaned before collapsing over out of exhaustion. He was worn from licking his master's paw, and being tricked into ejactulating.

“Heheehee… lookie lookie here…its a teeny tiny fox right next to my paw that was licked oh so clean by you! It feels great! Smooth as butter and clean as a whistle! Thank you!” The eagle's voice was loud and booming. Sora looked up in terror as he saw the seemingly giant eagle starring down at him, and a pair of talons looming over the poor pup.

“Wha…WHAT?! What's going on, pirates?! What did you do to me! Why am I tiny? Why am I naked! Why did you make me cum! What are you doing you maniac!” Sora yelled up at the giant bird.

“It’s like I said before Sora…you messed up big time with me, and now you gotta pay! And when I say pay…I mean you’re gonna pay big time! For the next toy you’ll be my teeny toy to do whatever I want! A foot toy to smash and stomp on! Or perhaps you could give me a nice relaxing foot massage! Maybe I could use you as a lewd toy! Oh the possibilities for you are endless.” The eagle used his mighty talons to pluck Sora off the ground before smooshing together against the other paw and immediately rubbing together making a Foot Sora sandwich.

“Pirate please stop! I'm sorry If I was late coming to help clean up your spill! I’ll do better next time! I’ll stay by your side at all times if you please just stop torturing me! I’m tiny! I’m naked! You just jacked me off! I don't wanna be your foot toy so please I beg of you oh mighty paw lord mercy! Mercy please!” Sora begged for mercy while he was tossed around like a plaything.

STOMP STOMP SMASH!

The big eagle just kept on playing with his paw plaything, stomping on him, kicking him like a soccer ball or bouncing him around before catching him in his claws, pinching him smugly as he dug around in his drawers.

“Nah no thanks sora! I’m having way too much fun with my toy! I just wanna keep it going! Hell I’m having so much fun I might cum myself!~ I better get a condom for that then! Now where did I put it…mmmmf…ah here it is! Next to the ol shrinky potions!” The giant bird pulled out a pale brown rubber condom. The fox turned pale in fear as he shook his head rapidly in fear, pleading for his life to avoid the grim and gross fate that the eagle had cooked up for him. “Please do anything but that! I don't wanna go in there! Pirate please I’ll go back to feet licking or being your own soccer ball just not this! I dont wanna be your sex toy!” Sora begged and begged but it didn't deter the massive dominant bird from playing with his toy Sora, he slipped the unfortunate fox into the pale rubber condom where he beat against the sides before rolling around while the bird moved it closer to his dick and slid it on his skinny wet cock.

“Oh yeah that feels comfy…now we’re cooking! Let’s have some fun and let my star toy go for a swim now! I wouldn't want you to get hot in that rubber prison!” Pirate cackled while he slowly gave his spindly pointed cock a slow tender rub, moving his soft brown claw up and down letting that pink cock tremble and shudder in pure enjoyment, a tad bit of pre slowly leaked out inching towards the fox who backed as far as he could away from the gross liquid seeping out of the sharp eagles dick.

“Oh yeah daddy…more please..I gotta make enough for my passenger…a little more…oh yeaaaah…” He moaned loudly as his rubbing paid off, his pointed tip of a dick started to gush cum, filling that condom up with ghastly white cum, sealing Soras fate as he was forced to swim in the onslaught of excrement from the eagles tip while he pleasured himself much to the foxs misfortune.

“Glub! Stop! GLUB EWWW! Curse you piraaaate!” Sora grumbled as he tried to stay on the top of the pale white waves of cum while he was trapped inside the condom.

“Ahhhh…much better… I feel much more relaxed now that I got some of that out of my system… and now that I’m relaxed I can take care of my special guest.” He took the condom off his pointed bird cock and tied it up with the fox still inside, frightened for his life.

“Don't worry sora, tomorrow you'll have a fresh start once I let you out! Besides you already said you were gonna stay by my side…so I’m gonna keep you to that word now!” He cackled as he tied the filled rubbery condom with the fox trapped inside to his left talon. Sora just watched in horror as he realized his new home was trapped with a swimming pool's worth of cum at an inch tall for the next twenty four hours.

“Now let us depart Sora, we have matters to attend to, and I also wish to retire to my bedchambers for a nice snooze.” Master pirate said as he trotted off with the cum and fox filled condom tied around his talon…sloshing away with the contents inside.

title: Cut Down to Size aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Agentxy14] id: [40448243] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:12:25 晚上

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Cut Down to Size

Author: Agentxy14 Source: Cut Down to Size

A typical day with Vanessa would be a perilous one. The witch typically would invite someone over to her manor, followed by using them as a practice test subject for her spells and unique ideas for transformations. She would keep them around for a significant length of time, and then cut them loose when she got bored-if she even bothered.

This was all true of her temporary guests. For Agent, however, there was a vastly different set of rules entirely. As a permanent resident of the manor, he would frequently find himself the butt of her experiments on a daily basis. Day in, day out, without fail or break.

It was exhausting.

On such a day, Agent had elected to do the sensible action of hiding in the closet until further notice, a last-ditch effort to escape her mischief. He sat in the darkness, his arms around his bent knees as he crouched in silence, waiting. He practically held his breath, waiting for a chance to flee and make it a full day without being transformed-

"I was going to just wait until you got bored," Vanessa explained from outside the doors. "But it's been two hours, Agent."

Drat.

Vanessa pulled open the closet with a single movement, staring down at Agent's prone form with a smirk. He gulped audibly.

"I admire your commitment," she said. "It's fruitless, but noble nonetheless."

"Vanessa, please," Agent pled. "It's been every day lately. I'm tired of turning into other things every day, I just want a break."

"We only have eternity together," Vanessa said, wagging her finger. "And if you're going to hide in the shadows like a mouse, you may as well be one too."

Before Agent could protest, Vanessa snapped her fingers, and his body seized up. He could already feel it start to shift, his teeth growing longer, fur covering his body. He began to shrink, his clothes piling up over him as the cloth practically buried him in a sea of fabric.

Eventually Agent peeked out of the clothing, heavily reduced in stature, and far different. He...She, rather, had undergone a transformation into a mouse, namely the alter-ego known as Amy. She squeaked in surprise, looking over herself in rising concern and anxiety, her fears heightened as a direct result of her form.

"Please, Vanessa!" she called, sweating. "I really don't want to do this..."

"Ah, but we're not done yet," Vanessa smirked. Already her face was contorting, pushing forward into a muzzle. "You're the mouse. I'm the cat."

Amy instantly took off running after that comment, dashing out of the closet and towards the open bedroom door, down the hall. Vanessa, gracious host as she was, gave Amy a five-second head-start before she pounced down the hall herself.

As she gave chase, Vanessa continued to warp her body, growing a coat of purple fur across her body, tearing apart her clothing. Two legs turned to four, as she purposefully dropped to a quadrupedal stance for better speed, despite shifting into an anthro form. Her face continued to shift, her ears rising, fangs forming. A long tail developed from her rear, curled in excitement. The thrill of the hunt.

In no time at all, Vanessa and Agent had gone from a witch and a human into a cat and mouse, with all the natural selection in effect for their species. It was quite fun, she found, to have some mischief with Amy like this-a way to get her out of her comfort zone the only way Vanessa knew how. And she imagined that Amy would taste delicious upon her capture...

Amy darted towards one of the walls, sliding into a tiny crack just before Vanessa batted at the wall behind her. She tried sticking her paw into the crevice as Amy squirmed deeper into the hole, fearful for her continued survival.

"You have to come out some time, darling," Vanessa purred, mocking. "We don't want you going feral in there, do we?"

Amy hyperventilated from the stress, unsure how long she could keep this up, and doubtful she could keep up her willpower against natural instincts due to said stress. She was startled, then, when she felt a small hand against her shoulder, leaping up in fright at the touch. When she turned to look, however, she merely saw another mouse, a grey furred one with red hair on her head, who gently patted her shoulder in comfort and reassurance. Her other hand was drawing some kind of futuristic ray gun, slowly but surely.

"Just need a few seconds..." the new mouse said, taking aim carefully.

Again Vanessa batted the walls, sticking her paw inside. "Come out, Amy," she purred again. "You know you want to-"

With a sudden zap of energy and a brief recoil, the ray gun fired, and the power enveloped the purple paw. Vanessa let out a surprised yowl, before it vanished entirely, naught but smoke where she stood.

Amy eeped in shock, hiding behind her own bent legs. "What did you do?" she asked, fearful. Vanessa may have been tormenting her, but she was still important to Amy, and she was worried for her safety.

But the mouse merely shook her head. "Nothing too major, sister," she said walking over to where Vanessa once stood. She inspected the ground, before reaching down to pinch the surface. Then she walked back, showing her prize in her hand. "Just made her minor."

In the mouse's hand was Vanessa, dazed and confused, sitting as she recovered herself. She had shrunk in turn, far smaller than even the mice were, which meant she was incredibly small indeed.

"Name's Amanda," the mouse said, both to Amy and the witch. "And I don't take lightly to bigger predators pushing us around. Someone has to cut them down to size, right?"

Vanessa recovered slightly, looking up at the mice. Her playful personality had stopped, now frustrated. "What is the meaning of this?" she demanded. "And how did you break into here?"

"Oh, quiet, you," Amanda said, giving Vanessa a squeeze. She was still big enough to receive one, about the size of Amanda's fingers, and so could feel a firm grip around her body. "You were the one bullying this mouse here. The only one showing off their dominance here is me, until you calm down." She mused to herself, inspecting the witch closely. "You know, you remind me of Camissa...She gets pretty small, too."

"You've had your fun," Vanessa snarked back. She tried twisting her hands around, to cast some sort of magic, but not even a flicker ensued. Her magic was constrained by the scientific device, it seemed. She glared. "You're blocking my chakra!"

"Your 'cracker' or whatever's fine," Amanda said, smirking. "Just a feature of Camissa's ray gun." To demonstrate, she showed it off for her diminutive captive. "State of the art, able to shrink and grow things to whatever size I want. So, I could grow you...Or I could shrink you even more. And best of all, it's magic-proof, so no getting out of it that easily."

"You total--" Vanessa swore in an eldritch language. Neither Amy nor Amanda understood what was said, but Amanda's head rung and Amy's nose bled briefly. Then Vanessa turned to Amy as she was stifling the flow. "Amy, tell her we were playing."

Amy seemed hesitant to deny Vanessa, something that was clearly visible on her face. Amanda wasn't buying it. "It's just one of her things," Amy finally said.

"'Just one of her--'" Amanda seemed to sputter in indignance. "She tried to eat you, Amy! Chased you around like prey!"

"I'm used to it," Amy said, her head down. Amanda, however, grabbed onto both of Amy's shoulders, jostling Vanessa in the process as Amanda's fist merely rested against the shoulderblade.

"How often does she do this?" Amanda asked, completely serious. Her glance was severe, and her irritation was rising.

"About...every day," Amy admitted.

"For her own good!" Vanessa called. "To get her excited, out of her comfort zone!"

Amanda gave a light squeeze to silence Vanessa, glaring. "And how often does she return the favor?" she asked. "She's clearly powerful. Does she ever let you be the predator? Take charge in anything? Does she ever let you do what you want to do?"

Amy was silent for a long time, glancing at Vanessa's squirming body and Amanda's stern yet concerned look. This caring was unusual for the ray-gun-toting mouse, but prey animals had to look out for one another, and to see such a meek specimen at the mercy of something so powerful...Not even Amanda could resist helping.

"Not really," Amy admitted, shrugging. "In fact, she...kinda overrules me on everything."

"Wouldn't you like to have a bit of power?" Amanda asked, holding Vanessa out to Amy. She ensured that the witch was directly placed into Amy's hand, and physically moved the latter's hand to grip her. "A single opportunity to get back at your tormentor for even a little while?"

This gave Amy pause, and she considered it visibly. Amanda did have a point here, but Amy wasn't exactly an assertive individual even as a human. She looked down at Vanessa in curiosity, and Vanessa glanced back in uncertainty.

"You won't actually do it, though," she said. "I know you too well for th--"

She was suddenly interrupted by Amy putting Vanessa onto the floor, shortly before her foot came down near her. Before the witch could dodge, Amy's big toe and the one next to it had closed in upon her, holding her tight. She was squeezed on all sides by furry digits.

"What are you doing?" she demanded, shocked. "You never do things like this! You never take charge!"

"I am now," Amy said, stern. "You're always mean to me. You always force me to do things I don't want to do when I don't want to do them. And now it's my turn."

She then immediately froze, looking to Amanda for validation. Amanda merely shrugged.

"Don't look at me, I'm just here to observe," she said. "And then play afterwards with you, but that's beside the point. Just do what I do and have your ideas come naturally."

"Okay," Amy nodded, looking back to Vanessa. The witch continued to struggle between Amy's toes, and she remained still to keep her held. After several seconds of thought, Amy again looked back to Amanda. "I didn't think I would even get this far to begin with."

"Well, this has been a fun five seconds of confidence," Amanda sighed. She wielded the ray gun once more, teasingly. "If you're not going to do anything, then I will."

She fired before Amy could react, targeting her feet specifically. Vanessa felt a harsh tingling sensation again, the room growing around her once more, this time to gargantuan proportions. She could scarcely see where she was now, only able to see the looming Amy and an even more immense Amanda, grinning.

"Oops," Amanda said, sounding insincere. "I guess I clipped you by accident too, Amy."

Amy looked around herself, and she gave a squeak of shock. Amanda was far bigger than her now, as Amy was reduced to the same size Vanessa previously held. Vanessa was now barely a speck between Amy's toes, and the other mouse wasn't too far from it herself. It was a sorting order of dominance, and for once, Vanessa was at the bottom of the hierarchy.

"Nice one, Amy," Vanessa snarked. "Now we're both at her mercy."

Amy gulped, unsure what to do now. "Why would you...?"

"Because I was bored," Amanda said, plucking the small mouse off of the ground, placing her in her palm. She could see just how tiny she was now, a mere doll in stature, Vanessa as a tiny stain.

Vanessa, for her part, could scarcely see through the giant hairs Amy possessed, as well as an acute sense of perspective. Maybe it was from how small she was, but she could swear she was starting to see smaller particles with relative ease. Bacteria, perhaps; not large enough to cause trouble, but enough to take notice. Vanessa would consent that she had wondered what the atomic world would be like, or if there were worlds so miniscule that they slipped between atoms of the universe-a hypothesis she had been meaning to test on Amy but would have easily done herself if need-be. She blushed slightly, enjoying the scenario for herself but refusing to admit it.

"Okay, we've all had our fun," Vanessa tried to be a voice of reason, her voice barely above a squeak by now. "We've had a shrinking session, you even managed to get one over me. Not many can do so, Amanda." She sighed. "Now, seriously, please grow us both back to normal."

"I'll think about it," Amanda, coy as ever, smirked as she tapped her chin. "If you're nice to me and if I feel like it."

Amy sat obediently on Amanda's palm, ready to do exactly as told to butter up her current captor. Vanessa, however, grumbled. Groveling was not her style no matter what size or shape she was. Nor would she supplicate herself. No, if Amanda wasn't going to play fair, then neither would she.

Amy's paws relaxed themselves, loosening Vanessa's restraints. Taking advantage, Vanessa cautiously, slowly, fed her body out of the paw crevice, hoisting herself out and above the smallest furs. Still others remained, far larger than she was, as thick as trees. Bigger still was her prime target: Amanda, the equivalent of a galaxy compared to Vanessa now. And the ray gun was also massive, yet easier to touch if Amanda was careless enough to not notice her own movements.

She carefully crept down Amy's paw, gently touching Amanda's palm, the size of a city now. She could see every skin fold; every dip was a canyon. It wouldn't be easy to venture forth, but she's fared worse.

"Now, I've still got plenty of time," Amanda said. "And you'd make a fun doll to play with for a little while. Maybe use as a pleasure toy if I feel randy."

Amy visibly grimaced at the thought as Vanessa dashed across the surface, leaping across the folds with all of her might. Her feline agility would help her only so much, but it was enough for now. The forest of grey fur awaited her, stalks of fur reaching beyond Vanessa's vision. But if she simply stuck to her sense of direction, persevered, she would reach her goal.

"Hmm, maybe I could introduce you to Camissa sometime," Amanda mused, looking down at Amy and chuckling. "She gets pretty small around me too, you know. You two could hold a contest to see how small you get. Bragging rights for winning."

Amy gulped. She wasn't liking Amanda's method of teasing, in part due to her otherwise unknown nature. Vanessa, she could expect the unexpected for. Amanda was an enigma. How far would she really take it?

"I mean, who knows?" Amanda shrugged. "We could have a body adventure from the waist up. Put you two in a petri dish." She laughed now, amused at watching Amy's expressions of concern. "The sky's the limi--"

She paused, briefly, when she felt a sensation on her left wrist. An itch, perhaps? But no: she looked down carefully, having a hunch, and was not surprised to see Vanessa's minute form trying to climb up her hand and onto the ray gun. Before the feline could get much farther, however, Amanda set Amy against her breasts, pushing her into the crack almost up to her head, much to her chagrin. Then, Amanda used two fingers to pinch at the speck.

Vanessa was concentrating far too hard to dodge her captor. As she saw the immense paw pads reaching for her, she could only gasp as they collided, wedging her between the pillow-like substance as tight as possible. She was nearly flattened, held entirely in place as Amanda raised her hand up, grinning like the cat Vanessa was.

"Nice try, kitty," she said. "You got pretty far, though, I'll admit. But you're not following my rules, so I'll have to punish you."

With far more careful aim than previously, Amanda tossed Vanessa into the air, firing the ray gun with ease. Vanessa had flown through the wind, anticipating the harsh fall, when she was zapped once more with the accursed device, her body tingling again. She felt the world grow again around her, bigger and bigger, her body shrinking smaller and smaller...

She wasn't visible anymore, nor did she know exactly where she was. It was like a membrane, filled with strange entities that took no specific shape or mass, most likely bacteria or similar cellular constructs. Amanda wasn't audible anymore, nor could Vanessa make herself heard to her. She floated in the space provided, dazed at this new world and unsure what she could hope to do without her usual magic. Solely at the mercy of Amanda.

Amanda squinted at the space she had shot at, giving a nod. "Yep, can't see her," she said. "I'll try looking for her soon, then. But that's what she gets for trying to break my rules."

Amy sat in silent horror, unsure of what had transpired. "Will she be okay?" she asked.

"Probably," Amanda shrugged. "I shrunk her so small she's probably playing with single-celled organisms by now. She'll be fine though. Didn't she say she had magic?"

"That you locked her out of, yes," Amy nodded. "Otherwise, she would have grown herself even bigger."

"Oh?" Amanda smirked, causing Amy to gulp. She had said too much. "And how big does she get sometimes? Don't be shy."

"G..." Amy shivered, anticipating what was about to happen. "Galactic sized..."

"Interesting," Amanda chuckled, twirling her ray gun. "Then, perhaps I'll have to take a page out of her book later on. Might be worth it to have the entire galaxy as a play-toy, don't you?"

Amy merely shivered, watching with frozen awe as Amanda lowered a finger against her head. She began to push down, forcing her deeper into the breast's crevice, held in place by the mammaries.

"You'll be along for the ride then," Amanda added. "Maybe being the size of a planet would boost your confidence."

title: The Needs of A God aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [AlSong] id: [43599694,43613244] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 11:23:50 晚上

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The Needs of A God

Author: AlSong Source: The Needs of A God Part 1, The Needs of A God Part 2

The Needs of A God Part 1

Al stretched out in bed, yawned as his eyes fluttered open, and gave a soft groan as he felt his morning wood twitch. With soft sheets but no clothes covering his body, the buff kangaroo barely even had to engage his brain to get a hand sliding under the covers and wrapping itself around his cock. He squeezed himself. He slowly stroked up and down the long, thick shaft for a good thirty seconds as his brain slowly engaged and more fully ushered itself into the waking world. A lazy, lustful smile crossed his features as alongside his more complete state of wakefulness so too did his responsiveness to the pleasure surging through his body increase. The kangaroo's toes curled as he pushed back the sheets and stared at his thick erection, rising a good foot from his loins and already with a substantial collection of pre-cum clinging to the tip of his foreskin.

Reaching down with his remaining free hand, Al began to stroke himself with both paws. He pulled his foreskin back until the deeper hued tip of his erection was wholly exposed, the pre no longer able to collect in the well of his foreskin and dribbling abundantly down his shaft and over his furred fingers. He stroked himself faster, eyes fluttering and rolling back in their sockets as he indulged in the extreme excesses of that sweet self-pleasure. He was so caught up in his masturbatory rapture that he didn't notice the glass of water on the bedside cabinet beside him beginning to quiver. As his pleasure rose he grew more and more focused on that and that alone, so even when the gentle thumping rumble of vast, approaching footsteps began to echo in the distance, even when car alarms began to sound on the streets outside, and even as the whole building started to shake, Al masturbated on utterly ignorant of what was coming.

He was unable to ignore or deny what was happening however when the roof was wrenched in a single, simple gesture off the top of his apartment building. One moment Al was lying in the quiet and the darkness of his room, light still off and only the glimmer of the morning sunlight creeping in around the edges of the drape-covered windows. The next, he was still bathed in shadow, but not the shadow of his room's walls and ceiling. Instead, with his hand still wrapped around his cock though temporarily motionless, the marsupial male found himself staring up into the bright, golden iris bearing eyes of a towering figure that loomed over his entire building, still taller than its entirety even in his current kneeling position. A deep, rumbling growl that made the entire city shake escaped the colossal creature, and as Al's eyes danced over the huge body, his gaze soon fell upon what lay at roughly equivalent height with the now shattered walls of his former home.

Al shuddered, moaned, and without so much as another single caress of his cock began to cum hard, spraying his chest and his own face with unexpected, volatile ribbons of thick cum. The kangaroo wailed in pleasure as his cock began to spasm and spurt wildly while he stared at the titanic erection belonging to the giant, sticking out through a white and gold loin-cloth that was utterly incapable of hiding the sheer vastness of the creature's monstrously sized member. Even as he was lost to the sheer intoxicating bliss of his climax though, Al groaned in wonder as one huge hand reached down and scooped up not just him but his entire bed. His head span and his stomach turned flips as he was lifted high into the air as the colossal, black furred canid rose to his full height, and while the final few dribbles of cum continued to drool forth from his cock the kangaroo peered down over the edge of his bed and watched as he was carried away from his ruined home and indeed away from the entire city by the colossal, unstoppable, divinely powered form of none other than Anubis himself.

It took less than an hour of walking for Anubis' vast body to reach a suitably distant, deserted spot of open countryside. Lush vegetation creaked, vast trees bending and breaking as the giant jackal sat down and formed a new clearing in the midst of the vast forest. His cock was still rock hard, not having diminished in the slightest throughout the hour of his walking, and as the embodiment of Godhood lifted his open palm and peered directly at the tiny kangaroo resting upon his bed for the first time since they'd left the city limits, that colossal erection throbbed and sent a spurt of pre-cum that could have filled an Olympic swimming pool launching up into the air past the giant male's head.

With the tips of the fingers of his other hand, Anubis gently but firmly pushed Al off his bed, the kangaroo moaning in wonder rather than the slightest fear at the giant's touch against his torso and his own still rigid, unyielding hard-on. The giant god set the bed down on the ground close by, before drawing his palm even closer to the tip of his muzzle, peering down its length to regard the tiny kangaroo and his throbbing erection in greater detail.

"H-hi..."

Al gasped, his heart racing, his cock still drooling at the sight, the presence, the sheer awe inspiring passion of being so close to such a phenomenal, not to mention impossible being. If Anubis could speak, either Al's native tongue or at all, he didn't respond in such a way. Instead he just growled under his breath, not a sound of anger or frustration but one of pure lust, and flicked his tongue out across the front of the absolutely tiny male's torso. He licked Al from the base of his balls to the underside of his chin with that tiniest of motions from his tongue, and for the second time that morning Al was immediately and powerfully overcome, having been hanging on the edge of pure arousal driven ecstasy for the entire hour in his heart-racing excitement. The kangaroo wailed and trembled and painted his broad chest and his own face with strings of cum, and he grunted, he cried out louder and louder still as a rumbling chuckle escaped the huge god's throat, followed by another few licks to not only drive him to further rapture, but to allow Anubis to lap up Al's sweet, salty offering.

Before Al could even begin to recover from his latest climax though, it became abundantly clear that Anubis' plans for him were only just beginning. Seemingly content with his taste of the tiny kangaroo another deep rumbling growl of lust erupted from the jackal, and he pulled his hand and the comparably miniature figure upon it away from his muzzle. Rather than giving Al any sort of break overall though, the kangaroo soon found himself more overwhelmed than ever as the hand upon which he was seated travelled down the length of the giant deity's body and between his bent, spread knees. His heart raced and he felt a string of saliva dribbling from his openly gawping muzzle as he was drawn closer and closer to the jackal's enormous cock, until finally the kangaroo's body was being held up close to Anubis' foreskin covered tip.

With his free hand, the god began to masturbate himself. To stroke his own colossal erection as despite having just cum, Al greedily began to caress and squeeze himself in response to the glorious sight which awaited him. Anubis pulled his foreskin back with the tip of his thumb, then slid his hand forward across his erection again to cover the tip of his shaft entirely, pulling all the extra skin his shaft possessed around the tip until pre-cum began to ooze and dribble out of the folds of flesh. A strangled cry of lust escaped not the god himself but the kangaroo watching him, and Al's cheeks flushed crimson as a soft, pleasant chuckle escaped the deity, followed soon after by his deepest and most impassioned growl yet.

A second later, everything went dark. Al felt the hand beneath him move, then he was tumbling into blackness, and stickiness, and the most wonderfully intoxicating, musky-scented heat he had ever known before. He felt hot, soft flesh pressing against him from what felt like all sides. He felt blood pumping, pulsing around him. He gurgled loudly as an oozing tide of thick liquid bubbled and surged around his body, and as he tasted it, swallowed it involuntarily thanks to the suddenness of its appearance and the sheer volume of it surrounding him, Al realised where he was.

He was inside the tip of Anubis' foreskin. He was wrapped up in the giant deity's cock, and he was being bathed in the trickling flow of Anubis' pre-cum as the god snarled, grunted, and began to masturbate once again in earnest.

Al whimpered loudly, deliriously. His cock twitched, and he rolled himself over towards the firmer, spongy but more solid surface that he could only presume to be the actual head of Anubis' cock. He wrapped himself around it. He flung his arms and legs against the hot, slippery flesh, and began to hump. To grind his tiny cock against the sensitive head of the deity that had so gloriously absconded with him. He tasted another muzzleful of Anubis' pre-cum, then another. His head span, his cock throbbed. He was cumming again in seconds, but that didn't stop his attempts to fuck the vast, bountiful erection in whose embrace he was wrapped. Whether it was an effect of the god's pre-cum or just the situation he was in driving him to rapture and lust beyond anything that the kangaroo had ever known at any point during his adult life, his body wasn't ready for him to stop. The pleasure wasn't ready to be over. He just kept on humping, kept on licking up the pre-cum that dribbled all over his body and over the tip of the god's giant cock, and moaned as orgasm after orgasm washed over him ceaselessly while the distant, foreskin muffled sounds of Anubis' own masturbatory lust grew ever louder in their wild, booming intensity.

Leaning back over the still standing trees of the forest in which he was seated, supporting himself with one arm, Anubis feverishly jerked his huge cock while his eyes remained locked on the foreskin covered head. He rubbed his fingers over his sensitive, flesh covered tip many times, though always being careful to avoid the spot where he could feel the soft, warm pressure of a tiny body bucking and writhing against him. His hips bucked. His eyes fluttered. The god might have been a colossus amongst the mortal people of this world, invulnerable and all powerful in so many respects, but pleasure still overwhelmed him as much as it could almost any creature capable of experiencing such sensations. Today though, it wasn't just pleasure he craved. It was companionship. Companionship with someone whose desires matched his own. Whose lusts rivalled his own no matter their relative size. And today, Anubis had reached out with his divine senses across the whole world, and found the one mortal whom he knew would welcome his every desire. His most wild and all consuming passions.

With an earth-shattering howl, Anubis tilted his cock to the heavens, curled his toes down against the soft, earthen ground below, and watched as a fountain of cum poured from the fleshy, foreskin wrapped tip of his cock. He yelped and grunted in bliss as he watched the first surge of his cum launched high into the air, and amongst it spotted a flailing, trembling, also blissfully wailing speck of a tiny body caught amidst the torrent. His sharp eyes saw Al's body spasming and cumming in its own right as he was carried along by the abundant flow of the jackal's seed, and Anubis growled with delight as Al splashed down harmlessly in a thick puddle of cum upon the diety's own dark furred belly, his muscled abs providing more than enough space for his seed to pool and break the kangaroo's fall.

Of course, that was only the first pulsing wave of his divinely born orgasm. Anubis had barely begun to scratch the itch of his lust, and as he painted his colossal body and the forest around him with flood after flood of rich, ever more abundant cum, his glassy eyes repeatedly looked down to check up on Al's own situation. The lust-stricken deity needn't have worried though, for each time he looked, Al was splashing and gurgling and masturbating his own spasming, repeatedly cumming cock with an ever more blissed-out, overwhelmed and mindlessly giddy look on his face. The tiny mortal was having just as much if not more fun than he himself, and for that Anubis was immensely glad. After all, not only was Al's reason for being here so that Anubis could share the joy and passion of sex with someone else. But also, all of this was just foreplay. This was just Anubis getting warmed up for the marathon that lay ahead, and if Al was enjoying himself this much now? He couldn't wait to see the kangaroo react to the reality-bending, mind-breaking pleasures that would be lavished upon them both soon enough.

The Needs of A God Part 2

It had to be a dream. As Al lay back on soft, open grass and felt the warmth of the sun being blotted out by a vast, lengthy shadow, he knew it had to be a dream. After all, if it wasn't a dream then he was the single luckiest creature on the planet, and the kangaroo wasn't arrogant enough to believe that to be the case. Yet despite his near certain belief that at any moment he would wake up and find himself back at home living his normal life, that did not come to pass. He didn't find himself sitting bolt upright with soft but tented sheets clinging to his body. He didn't wake up to the sensation of his cock throbbing, pulsing, perhaps even outright cumming in the result of a wild wet dream. Instead he simply continued to look up at the colossal cock hovering high in the sky above him, casting him in gentle shade as the vast, physically embodied god to whom it belonged stroked its shaft back and forth with relaxed indulgence.

It had been more than two days since Al had been plucked from his life and taken away by Anubis. More than two days of living and breathing the worship of the colossal deity in all his handsome glory. Regardless of having spent more than forty eight hours in the god's presence though, Al still hadn't even begun to lose the sense of wonder which swept over him every time he regarded so much as a single strand of fur upon the vast jackal's body. He still couldn't get over how handsome, how utterly gorgeous Anubis was to behold, nor could he restrain his own comparably tiny body from reacting to Anubis' own seemingly limitless, ceaseless lust. He lay back and watched as the god jerked his own mammoth erection, sliding his foreskin back and forth over the glistening, pre-cum lubricated head of his cock with deep, rumbling growls. He stroked his own straining cock in time with the far more powerful and sized-up motions of Anubis' paw on his shaft, and bucked uncontrollably at the cool afternoon air as the jackal's erection began to dribble pre-cum to the grassy valley floor upon which he was seated, every droplet that hit the ground forming an ankle deep puddle of its own and soon spreading into a wider, more expansive pond of semi-transparent, glistening arousal.

Over the last few days, Al had been something between a companion and a sex toy for the giant god. He had been held between Anubis' paw and cock and rubbed along the length of the god's slick shaft. He had been slipped inside Anubis' foreskin and allowed to hump directly at the sensitive tip of the deity's cock. He had been perched on a rocky outcrop level with the god's head and urged to show off, to dance and caress himself and cum as masturbatory entertainment for the god. On this third morning of their time together though, Al had yet to be directly involved in anything that Anubis wished to do. When he had first woken up, he had been alone in this verdant wilderness without a single sign of anthro habitation in any direction. Only the receding footprints of the giant jackal in the ground had let him know that Anubis had been present for sure at all, and only after thirty minutes of nervously waiting and hoping had the god returned, bearing in one cupped hand what looked to be half the contents of an entire supermarket warehouse, twisted, snapped shelves and all.

Al had eaten, and the god had watched calmly, quietly. By the time Al was done with his meal though Anubis' ever-present erection was pulsing more urgently, and it hadn't been long before they reached their current state, the huge deity beginning to masturbate and growling in wild, passionate approval as Al lay back on the grass, stared up at the huge cock hanging over him, and began to do the same.

Needless to say, if watching Anubis masturbate was in itself an unbelievably glorious dream, then watching the huge, muscular god cum was Al's every dream come true. The kangaroo couldn't restrain himself. He couldn't hold back for a second once Anubis let loose, and as the god roared and began to flood the base of the valley with gushing surges of cum that outmatched even the capacity of his already enormous testicles, all Al could do was spasm, writhe on the spot, and paint his own chest and belly with strings of his own thick cum at the sights and sounds of the god's rapture. He lay there watching Anubis' erection spasm and pulse and spray fountaining gushes of cum, listening to the loud, wet splash of each surge striking the valley floor and the rumbling howls of the jackal's pleasure accompanying them. His eyes never left the tip of Anubis' erection. His hands never left his own cock, stroking himself well beyond the end of his own climax but determined to continue enjoying the enthralling, intoxicating sight of the deity's bliss. Thus Al was still lying flat on his back, toes curling and thick tail thumping at the grassy earth below, when hot, slick wetness began to flow around his toes and up his legs. He was still watching, still masturbating as a wave of cum flowed over him, and the kangaroo remained wholly enraptured by what he was seeing, what he was experiencing even as he was consumed by the still spreading flow of Anubis' cum, and swept away into the vast lake of divine ejaculate which continued to swell further and deeper across the valley's base.

It had to be a dream. As he swam through the lake of cum, eyes fluttering, cock spasming, his whole body surrounded by the heat and clinging yet slippery wetness of obscenely abundant seed, Al knew that it had to be a dream. Never mind the fact that physical manifestations of gods weren't a thing that he knew existed in the world. Never mind that even if they did, there was no reason why they would be hundreds upon hundreds of feet tall, and every bit as obsessed with the physical gratifications of sex as he could be in his horniest moments. Beyond all of that, he knew it had to be a dream because even if he was the luckiest creature on the planet, or indeed in the entire universe, that still wouldn't be lucky enough to explain what was happening to him now. Another rippling wave of the lake's contents swamped his head as Anubis snarled from above and let loose another torrent of cum. The kangaroo gurgled, gulped and swallowed another mouthful of the deity's salty-sweet essence, and beneath the lake's surface where he was paddling to stay afloat, his own cock began to quiver and add its only comparably tiny load to the lake's interior.

He couldn't stop cumming. The taste, the touch of the god's cum all over his body was too much for his mortal senses to bear. It infused him with Anubis' own passion, with the needs, the urges, and the pleasure of the god himself. He splashed and flailed, glad for the thickness of the cum around him adding to his ability to remain afloat within it, certain that had it been any harder to do so he would have submerged entirely beneath the waves of cum until Anubis would have no choice but to reach in and pull him free. Wailing, gurgling thickly around yet another gulped down muzzleful of cum, the kangaroo trembled as bright, warm sunlight bathed him. He looked up through glazed, glassy eyes to see the jackal shifting position. He watched Anubis' still throbbing, still cumming cock continue to flood the valley floor as cum pooled and splashed around the base of the kneeling god's knees, while the god's head looked down at the surging lake of his own making as though seeking something.

Finally, Anubis found what he was looking for.

He found Al, the tiny speck of a mortal floating, quivering, wailing amidst the ocean of cum the god was producing.

Al wailed in desperation and pleading, hungry anguish as he watched one of the god's colossal hands reach out for him. He didn't want to be pulled out of the lake. He wanted to splash and swim and drink down the god's cum until his belly bulged and his body was saturated by the presence of Anubis' seed across every last inch of it. The kangaroo needn't have worried though, because when Anubis' hand reached him, it didn't try to pluck him from the lake of cum. Instead one huge finger pressed down on the top of Al's head, and the marsupial male had only an instant to cry out in pure, trusting, worshipful gratitude before he was dunked fully under the surface, and held there as his own cock pulsed and twitched while more and more cum filled first his belly, and soon his gurgling, helplessly air-starved lungs.

It had to be a dream.

This time, Al was absolutely certain of it, because it began with him waking up. The last thing he remembered was drowning, drowning in a lake of cum and grateful, elated to be able to do so. The last thing he remembered was cumming over and over again, and thinking how much he adored and craved Anubis even as the jackal god's cum flooded his lungs and suffused every last inch of his entire being, inside and out. For obvious reasons that had to have been a dream, because he hadn't drowned. He was here, here was conscious, and... though he was still outside under a blazing summer sun, he was no longer in the presence of a giant, dwarfed and cast into shade by a colossal body standing or sitting or lying at rest nearby.

Instead, Al could feel a body spooned up against his from behind. A hot, thick, erect cock resting between the firm cheeks of his ass, and steady, gentle breathing against the back of his neck. He could feel an arm draped over himself, and glanced down to see black fur and a golden wrist-band etched with pictographic symbols resting against his chest. He trembled happily even in his confusion. It had to have been a dream, and yet... if it was, then why was Anubis here? All his memories, all his experiences of the god had been in relation to the deity's giant size relative to his own. He hadn't met or hung out with anyone who could even have dressed themselves up as the god before, never mind spending enough time with such a person to have ended up curled up with them, naked, aroused and outdoors in the middle of an unfamiliar stretch of countryside.

The kangaroo raised his neck slightly, lifting his face while trying not to disturb the man spooning him. He looked close by, and saw a dip in the earth filled with a rather obscenely large puddle of cum. He looked around at a greater distance, towards the horizons, and was surprised to see the faint outline of a city's skyline with a set of jackal-shaped footprints in the grassy earth leading towards and away from it. Al blinked. He frowned, and looked down at the jackal's footprints again.

That wasn't grass. The substance outlining the footprints of the other man, it wasn't grass.

They were trees.

Tiny, absolutely minute little trees.

Al groaned in confused realisation, knowing what must have happened but still unable to wrap his head around the fact that it actually could have.

The puddle of cum. The crushed, tiny looking trees. There was one way all that made sense, and that was if he was seeing the world from the same perspective as Anubis. If he was seeing the world from the same colossal, impossible heights as the giant jackal.

As if to answer him, a rumbling growl escaped the man spooning Al's naked body. The kangaroo felt his companion shift and begin to move, and he moaned helplessly yet gleefully as he was rolled onto his back, and Anubis' body straddled his own. The jackal was only slightly taller than Al now, just a dozen feet or so. He made no effort to explain what had happened. To let Al know how the kangaroo had grown to his size, or how long it would last, or anything really. What he did do however was make it so that none of that mattered. So that Al simply didn't care about the why or how, because he was too busy simply living the experience.

Anubis rocked his hips down against Al's own, and began to grind their erect, foreskin wrapped cocks together.

He pressed his muzzle to the kangaroo's own in a deep, tender kiss, stroked the sides of Al's flushed, moaning face with gentle hands, and as their two vast bodies sprawled out across the gentle peaks and valleys of the verdant lands all around, the god began to make love to Al as the same thought ran through his divinely attuned mind.

This had to be a dream.

To find someone who worshipped him so shamelessly, so selflessly. To find a mortal with the same urges he felt, and a warm, open heart to match it. To not only find them, but to be able to reach out to them and share these experiences with them.

It had to be a dream, and yet it was such a wonderful dream that Anubis would not question it. He would not hasten to end it. He would simply play along, follow his heart's wishes, and indulge in this dream of a man beneath him for as long as the universe would allow.

title: Protogen's lucky morsel aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Alex_the_proto_goddess] id: [43165064] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:34:34 晚上

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Protogen's lucky morsel

Author: Alex_the_proto_goddess Source: Protogen's lucky morsel

The goddess was on the prowl for food today. She was quite hungry and was looking for a snack, though it seems she happened across a tiny little morsel.. you~

"Well now, what do we have here hmm~?"

She would ask as she looks down at you. Her huge toes would idly thump and flex along the ground in front of you, their smell wafting all around and filling the air.

"Seems to me like you might be a little lost. Well don't you worry, you're lucky I found you and not one of those... other beasts..~"

The protogen goddess would snicker and smirk, lick on her lips along her visor as she pondered what to do with you.

"Perhaps a bit of fun and some.. tenderizing first no?"

Those huge toes would move at you with such speed that before you could so much as whimper, they were already all around you, smothering you in her sweat, dirt and musk. Try as you might, you could not move an inch and could only muffle and breath in that stench aroma from between her toes.

"Mmm.. you feel good in there little one. Let's have some fun shall we~?"

She then let's you go as you gasp for air, coughing and groaning as you lay on your belly. Once you had caught most of your breath, you'd turn around, only to see an enormous foot loom over you for a few seconds before coming down all around you with a big THUMP.

"There we are, all nice and hidden beneath my smelly beans now~"

The goddess would begin to twist and grind her paw in place, the musky pads rubbing and pressing into you roughly as she had her way with you. The smell, sweat, and dirt from her sole would begin to stick to your body, marking you as hers practically. Eventually the pressure let's up and you see the giantess sit and prop both soles to either side of you like huge walls.

"Go on now, worship your goddess while you still can little bug~"

There was no choice. You could run but get nowhere and risk angering her, so instead you obey and begin to lick and lap at those giant dirty soles and pads.

"Ahhhh.. that's the ticket.. be sure to get as much as your little heart desires now~"

For what seemed like hours, you'd be licking and lapping, cleaning off her huge sole bit by bit until finally shelved her soles away and suddenly a hand reaches out and grabs you.

"Alright, fun time's over. Your goddess demands a sacrifice and you look like just the perfect little snack~"

She would then move you right up to her visor as it opened up to reveal a purple slimey maw. Her hot breath washes out over you and you'd shiver from the feeling. It wasn't long before she casually tossed you inside and you land on her tongue with a wet splat. Immediately you are punged into darkness as she snaps her jaws shut and proceeds to taste over you.

"Mmmm.. quite the tasty little treat aren't ya~"

She sloshed and slurped, pressed you from cheek to cheek and to the roof of her mouth. Your body was exhausted and you were left panting as the tongue gave your puny muscles the workout of their life. Once all was said and done, all you could do was feel as the gravity shifted and you plunged head first into her throat. A loud gulp echoes around you as she swallows you whole like a snack or piece of food. The walls wpuld squish and press you harshly down, down, down until finally you ended up inside her belly.

"Ahhh.. you tinies always make the best snacks between meals. Enjoy your last few minutes in there, because you're mine now~"

The goddess pats her belly and even lets out a little belch as her efficient gut begins to work on and process the meal it was presented with.

title: Kimahri's Distrust aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Alexiwolf1] id: [40298769] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:39:49 晚上

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Kimahri's Distrust

Author: Alexiwolf1 Source: Kimahri's Distrust

From the moment he first saw him, Kimahri had very little trust in Tidus. He knew very little of the man who claims to come from the past and he certainly does not trust him to protect Yuna. Sure, Tidus made her happy but Yuna has a mission and she doesn’t need distractions or possible obstacles. Kimahri analyzed the man’s battle capabilities, his tactical skills, and his intelligence, concluding that they all needed far more fine tuning to prove truly useful. Besides that, he found the man to be arrogant, over confident, and naive to dangerous levels. He believed that he was simply too dangerous to remain in the group, even if Yuna liked him. He knew her well, and although he wanted for her to be able to make her own choices, she was young and had one purpose.

The group had made a small encampment on the outskirts of a highroad in the woods. Kimahri was out checking to make sure the area was safe.

“And then I told him, I can take on all of you at once. And I did!” Tidus boasted about beating a team of Blitzballers by himself. “No way man, I don’t believe it.” Wakka said, shaking his head. “It’s totally true, if I had the sphere on me, I’d show it to you but I swear it really happened!” Lulu and Auron gave each other a bored glance before turning back to look at the fire. “Come on Wakka, you’ve seen what Tidus can do.” Yuna came to her friend’s defense. “I know he’s got skill, but I haven’t heard of one single Blitzer who’s been able to pull something off like that. If you want me to believe it, I have to see it with my own eyes.” Tidus stomped his foot angrily. “You’re so stubborn Wakka, come on, who else agrees?” “I do!” Rikku says with lightning fast swiftness. “I do too!” Yuna chimes in. “L-lady Yuna?!” “He’s incredibly stubborn.” Lulu says softly. “Not you too Lulu.” “I agree.” “Even you sir Auron?” Wakka slumps onto the log defeated. “Th-this doesn’t prove anything!” Wakka lifts his hands in the air, exasperated. “It proves you’re stubborn.” Tidus jabs his friend in the side.

The group hears a rustling in the buses only for Kimahri to appear from the brush. “There you are Kimahri, how did the scan go?” “Kimahri no find danger.” “That’s good, looks like we can all sleep well tonight.” Rikku gets up and walks over to the Ronso. “Thanks Kimahri, you’re the best.” She pats him on the back. “Kimahri growls in a low tone. “Okay… Sorry.” Rikku sits back down. “Kimahri does need help with something. Kimahri needs Tidus to help him.” Tidus points at himself confused. “Me? What do you need me for?” Kimahri doesn’t respond. “If Kimahri needs you Tidus, I’m sure he has a good reason.” Yuna reasons. “I guess so.” Tidus gets up and walks over to Kimahri. “Okay, I’m ready when you are, lead the way.” Kimahri walks off back into the brush and Tidus follows him. “Hey, who do you think is more quiet, Kimahri or Auron?” Everyone turns to Rikku save for Auron. “It may not seem like it, but when we’re alone, Kimahri talks quite a bit. You just have to get to know him and he’ll open up.” Wakka lets out a chuckle. “I mean no offense lady Yuna, but I’ve been your guardian for a while now and Kimahri still doesn’t talk that much to me.” Lulu nods. “I think it’s rude to talk about someone else in such a way when they’re right here.” Auron startles the group and they all lower their heads in shame. “Sorry.”

Tidus follows Kimahri through the woods, looking left and right every few seconds out of sheer curiosity. “So uh… Where we headed?” Kimahri does not respond and simply keeps walking forward. Tidus rolls his eyes and continues to follow the Ronso. “I don’t really get what’s going on man. You asked me to come with you to help with something right? Well I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you need man.” Kimahri still says nothing and continues to move forward. “Urgh...:” The human groans and begins to slow until coming to a stop. “Forget this man, I’m not moving another step until you tell me what the hell’s going on here.” Kimahri stops and glares at Tidus with a piercing gaze. “Woah there.” Tidus steps back a bit. “What’s with that look? Did I hurt your feelings or something?” Kimahri approaches the blitzer, his towering height adding to his intimidation. “What are you doing man? Quit it with the quiet act and tell me what’s going on!” Kimahri stops, standing inches away from Tidus.

“You are not worthy to be lady Yuna’s guardian.” Tidus pauses for a moment, the world around him seeming to pause save for him and the Ronso. “Is that why you dragged me out here? Look, I get you might have some issues with me but I’m just trying to help Yuna accomplish her goal like the rest of you.” Kimahri shakes his head. “You are a distraction. You are a poor warrior. You are lacking in knowledge.” Kimahri puts his finger to Tidus' head. “You are unworthy to be a guardian!” Tidus backs away in fear. “W-well what do you want me to do?!” Kimahri points in the direction opposite of the camp. “Leave. Go far away and never meet with Yuna again.” Tidus looks out into the distance before looking back at the Ronso warrior. “I can’t do that. I’m not traveling with Yuna just for her sake. I’m doing it to meet sin, Jecht. I’m not leaving, no matter what you think of me, I’m going to keep following and helping Yuna!” Kimahri stares directly into Tidus’ eyes, his gaze unflinching. “Kimahri tried to give you a chance to leave. Now, Kimahri will take care of you himself.”

Kimahri draws his lance and Tidus draws his weapon in retaliation. “Are you going to try and kill me?!” The human waits for the Ronso to attack him first but that doesn’t come. Instead, Kimahri thumps his weapon against the ground and conjures a casting circle. Tidus held his fighting stance, unsure of exactly what spell Ronso was casting. The light of the casting circle grew brighter as flecks of light began to rise. Finally, the spell is cast and Tidus prepares to dodge whatever attack might have been coming his way. He waits for a moment before starting to feel his power wane. He looked up at the trees around him, they seemed to be getting further and further away. No, that wasn’t it, he was shrinking. His body was growing smaller and smaller and he was helpless to do anything about it.

When the spell had finished, Tidus was only a few inches tall, almost smaller than a bug.

‘Thump’

Tidus heard a sound and looked toward the area the sound was coming from. His eyes widened upon what he saw. In the distance, looming larger than sin itself was Kimahri. He was a blue skinned mountain of muscle, a true warrior imposing and mighty. The giant Ronso was headed right for him.

‘Thump’, ‘Thump’, ‘Thump’.

The giant drew closer, his feet crashing into the ground with a mighty force.

‘Thump!’

Kimahri stood over Tidus, the giant’s eyes locked onto the tiny man. The giant Ronso lifted his foot over Tidus and curled his toes. Tidus cowered under the giant, the awful musky odor of the warrior threatening to knock him unconscious. The tiny man’s heart raced, his natural fight or flight instincts failing to kick in as the shadow of the giant’s foot drew closer. “Stop it!” The tiny man screamed, hoping it would make the Ronso come to his senses. The giant’s foot descended and stopped just before crushing the small man. Tidus looked up, feeling the fur of the Ronso’s foot brushing against his face.

Kimahri withdraws his foot and returns it to his side. Tidus raises himself off the ground, his body feeling weaker than earlier. “What are you doing?!” Tidus shouted. Kimahri said nothing, instead, the giant lowered his hand down toward the blitzer. Tidus looked on with horror as the giant’s hand swiftly cleared the distance between them. The tiny man tried to run away at the last second but he was far too late. He felt the warm embrace of the Ronso’s furry hand encase him. He wondered if the giant would be cruel enough to crush him into a pulp right there.

Kimahri brought Tidus to his face, his eyes still judging the tiny man. He knew what he was going to do, but he wanted to see what the blitzer’s last few actions would be so he waited a moment. “Why did you do this to me? How can I make you see I can help?” Kimahri remains silent and simply watches the tiny man. “Do you want me to take you on at this size? Is that it? If that’s what it takes, I-I’ll do it!” Tidus draws his blade and starts to charge at the Ronso’s finger. He slashes away at Kimahri’s thump, the skin and fur far too thick for his small blade to have any effect. “W-what?!” Tidus was surprised by his lack of impact and prepared to strike again. Before he could, he felt something gripping his blade and pulling at it. The blitzer turns around to see Kimahri’s fingers pulling his sword away from him. He tries to fight back, pulling at his sword with all his might but he was easily overpowered by the larger man. The Ronso takes his sword and tucks it at his side. Now without a weapon, Tidus did not know what to do.

Kimahri shakes his head in disappointment. He opens his mouth, a wave of hot air blowing over Tidus. The tiny man stares into the giant’s maw, wet and lined with sharp teeth perfect for piercing meat. Inside lurked the giant’s tongue, large and saliva soaked. Tidus found himself rising into the air above the giant’s head. The world around him tilted and he found himself gazing down into the giant’s mouth. The blitzer began sliding down slowly as Kimahri tilted his hand. He could feel the Ronso’s breath even more intensely as he slid down toward his mouth. “W-wait! Please don’t do this! I-I-ll train really hard and become worthy to you! Please don’t eat me!” Kimahri ignores Tidus’ cries for help and feels the tiny human slide into his mouth. The small man’s body was warm and tasted like salty meat.

Tidus squirmed inside Kimahri’s mouth, his body was being constantly bombarded with spit and warm dry breath. His feet pressed into the giant’s tongue, the large organ swerving slowly under him like an awakening giant. Tidus made the attempt to escape the Ronso’s mouth but Kimahri slowly, almost tauntingly, closed it, sealing the tiny man inside to his fate. Tidus squirmed around in the dark, crashing into the giant’s cheek and falling on his back. He felt his clothing get soaked by the giant’s wet tongue as a web of saliva crashed into his face. “Ack!” The blitzer gags, it was growing hard to breathe and the Ronso’s breath smelled awful. He tried to crawl forward, the saliva seeping into his gloves and onto his hands. “Yuck!” He finds himself flying through the air suddenly as Kimahri flicks his tongue up. The tiny human slams against the muscular roof of Kimahri’s mouth before crashing back down onto his tongue.

Kimahri didn’t want to drag this execution out for too long but he really loved the taste of the tiny man. He knew he couldn’t drag this on too long less the others grow suspicious of what he was up to. He decided to just enjoy this a little longer for it would be the only time he got to do this.

Tidus finds himself smacking against the Ronso’s check before the giant’s tongue crashes into him from behind. He feels the wall of flesh expand with the giant’s breathing while saliva coats his backside. “Ragh!” The blitzer gags, the urge to vomit rising in his stomach. He had never felt so slimy and gross in his entire life and he absolutely despised it. Tidus attempted to push against the giant’s tongue, a move that encourages the Ronso to flip him over. The blitzer feels his crotch rub against the thick saliva covered tongue and his manhood stand to attention. He didn’t mean for that to happen as he certainly did not find this situation to be what he called arousing. Despite that, his body and his mind didn’t always meet eye to eye. He imagined his father laughing at him and bullying him about how he got off by being in mortal peril.

“Mmm…” Kimahri had tried to stifle a moan of pleasure but one had managed to escape him. The sound reverberated through his mouth, pounding in Tidus’ ears and shaking him gently. The blitzer found himself gripping onto the giant’s tongue for support, not knowing why. He felt the air growing warmer and the giant’s breathing growing louder. He knew what that meant but in the moment his mind couldn’t process it. The noise kept growing louder as the sickening slurping sound of the giant’s snaking tongue moving side to side grew fainter. Tidus felt something sucking him back slowly and it started to become clear to him what was happening. The blitzer began to kick wildly and try to claw his way forward back up the giant’s tongue. He found himself falling back further and began to hear the flexing and stretching of Kimahri’s throat. “Please stop!” Tidus begs, pleading for his life one final time even though he knew it was pointless.

‘Gulp’

Kimahri swallowed and the tiny man made his way into his throat, slowly sliding down the passage. Tidus heard the sickening flex of the Ronso’s throat as he began to move down the passage. The slimy walls of muscle around him squeezed his body like his adoring fans once did. He felt disgusting. He kicked against the walls, trying to kick his way back up toward the giant’s mouth like he was in the water. His efforts only made the giant’s throat work harder to pull him down. Tidus felt the walls squeeze more and more tightly against his body, the mucus like lube causing him to slide further and further. He could hear Kimahri’s heartbeat now, it was powerful like the warrior it belonged to. Tidus tried to say something but no words came out.

Tidus slipped down the giant’s throat and landed in his stomach with a splash. The acids surrounded him slowly like monsters circling their prey. It felt surprisingly nice, almost like a warm bath. The thundering sound of the giant’s gurgling stomach rang in his ears along with the sickening sound of churning stomach acids. He began to move, swimming around with shocking ease from his experience as a blitzball player. This did nothing for him however as the only thing around him aside from Kimahri’s stomach acids were the walls of the Ronso’s stomach. He pressed against one of the walls and began to kick it, hoping to cause some pain to the giant before he was digested. He expected Kimahri to bend over in pain, his hand to his stomach, but the giant didn’t even flinch. Instead, Kimahri began walking, his booming footsteps ringing through Tidus’ ears along with the sounds of the giant’s stomach. It was finally dawning upon Tidus that his efforts of escape were pointless and in an hour he would be digested. He let himself relax in this hopelessness, feeling the Ronso’s stomach acids rock him back and forth like ocean waves. He thought of his dad, cackling madly at him and pointing. He didn’t care anymore. All he hoped was that he gave Kimahri a bit more strength to help Yuna on her journey. He closed his eyes, and drifted.

Kimahri patted his stomach, feeling his acids working around the tiny human. He wished he did not have to resort to such methods but he did not regret his actions.

‘Bwarp!’

A loud burp escaped the Ronso’s mouth, one he did not expect but did not deny either.

title: The Beast's Warmth aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Alexiwolf1] id: [41590497] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:41:25 晚上

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The Beast's Warmth

Author: Alexiwolf1 Source: The Beast's Warmth

It was a harsh winter storm, one that nobody would manage to last in for long. Leonard had doubts he would manage to live through such a harrowing experience. He felt as if he was freezing straight to his core and that his heart would become a sculpture of frost that would be revealed once his outer shell crashed and shattered. The only reason the man was out here was because he believed that he could move to the next town before the storm hit. He was a tradesman, but he had left all of his items behind, considering their weight to be too much of a hinderance to his possible survival.

Icy wind clashed with his body, pushing him back for every five or so steps he took. Leonard had tried his best to remain warm, his arms buried deep inside of his shirt and his fingers and toes were clenched to retain some of the still lingering warmth that remained. With the ever increasing wind-chill, Leonard was sure that he would not last much longer. He did his best to continue forward, relying on the faint feeling of snow beneath his feet to guide him as his eyes could not remain open less they bare the force of the ferocious cold. “Ha…” the trader breathed into his chest, his mouth and nose were covered by his shirt.

Leonard continued moving forward as best he could, his body quickly being drained of its strength. He heard the obnoxious howling of the breeze that reminded him of the howling of a wolf. He was being assaulted by natures greatest predator, nature itself. “’Where am I?’” the tradesman wondered. His foot moved forward, finally feeling something under him that was not snow. He could barely feel it through his nearly frostbitten toes, but he knew what was beneath him. It was stone. “’If I am standing on stone, then I am either on a bridge or at the entrance to a town.’” Leonard concluded. He had to know where he was and mustered his strength to open his eyes. Immediately, his vision was blurred by a chilling white, snow blowing full force into him with nearly the speed of bullets. Leonard pushed on, straining his eyes to their full power to see through the frost. He could just barely make out the outline of a massive door. A twinkle of hope shone in his eye amidst the lashing winds that quickly obscured his vision. Feeling a powerful desire for warmth and comfort, Leonard trekked forward much faster than he had before. Each step he took, he cherished the feeling of stone beneath his feet, signaling to him that he was nearing his destination. It was quite surprising to him when he felt the wooden frame of the door much sooner than he expected to. The tradesman reluctantly withdrew his hands from his pockets and felt for the handle. His hand was trembling from the cold as Leonard tried to guide it to where he thought the door handle to be. Through frosty fingers, Leonard feels the circular handle of the door and wraps his hand around it. His hands were numb so he could hardly feel it but he knew that he had grasped it. It took nearly all of his strength to pull open the door, he had to fight not just through the painful numbness of his hands but also against the wind that was intent on keeping the door shut. Fortunately, the door opened slightly and Leonard jammed his arm inside. He shoved the door open and wormed his way between the gap into the building, the door quickly slamming behind him.

“Ha…” Leonard breathed heavily, slowly crawling away from the cold door and into the warmth of the building. His eyes slowly opened while his body caught up to him through the frost and a heatwave overcame him. His hands burned with a searing pain, as did the rest of his body, and he began to long for the cold again. It was nearly unbearable to withstand but he held tight. The pain subsided after an excruciatingly long 30 seconds, allowing the tradesman to get to his feet. His legs shook, feeling very unsteady under the weight of his upper half. The room felt as if it were spinning, and a feeling of nausea came over him. It took more of his strength to overcome this new feeling of exhaustion, but once he did, he started to become accustomed to his surroundings. Before him stretched a long hallway with a beautiful red rug that only could be owned by nobility. The rug stretched up to a stairway which split off to two different paths, one leading to the east and the other the west. “Am I inside a castle?” Leonard wondered. The location certainly seemed to belong to someone of higher social standing to the tradesman.

Leonard wandered around the foyer of the castle nervously. The further he moved inward, the more he began to realize how decrepit the place was. Cobwebs hung to the walls that were gray and lifeless in appearance. Some of the tapestries that adorned the walls had massive claw marks in them, leaving large portions of the paintings missing. “’What could have done this?’” as Leonard wondered this, he heard something that frightened him. Raaah!. It was the roar of what he believed to be a demon. The loud beastly cry was so great that it reached from the west wing to the foyer of the castle. Leonard felt a tightening in his chest that made him long to return from whence he came. “’I cannot leave. I either must put up with whatever lurks here or leave out into the cold embrace of mother nature that shall lead to a certain death.’” The tradesman resolved to remain inside. The castle was dark, somewhat cold, and held a monster, but he refused to go back outside.

Leonard walked through the castle and arrived at the staircase. He had heard the beastly cry coming from the west so he considered it best to avoid that direction. He instead went to the east wing of the castle where he wonders the halls. Suits of armor, statues, and portraits with tears in them adorned the halls. Leonard would have found it beautiful if not for his current situation. After some more walking, Leonard reached the end of the hall where a sole room lied. Leonard creeped inside to find the room rather empty save for a bed, a mirror, a wardrobe, and a large window with a seat under it. Snow could be seen coming down at an alarming rate from out the window. The tradesman’s eyes moved to the bed that looked so soft. It had lovely sheets and beautiful drapes the hung over the side of the top. Leonard moves towards the bed when he hears it again. Raagh! that haunting scream of a monster. Leonard felt his heart go cold and his momentary feeling of safety left him in an instant. There was no use staying in this room when a monster lurked the halls of this castle.

Leonard did not want to but he left the room and dashed across the east wing of the castle. He did not plan to leave the building but to instead search for a weapon to defend himself with. The weapons clutched to the chest of the suits of armor were too big for him to wield and they would likely come crashing down on him if he tried to move them. RAGH! the deafening screech of the monster rung through the halls, the creature sounding much closer. The tradesman rushed out of the hall, in his hurry he tripped and fell down the stairs. His body ached but he forced himself to stand and took to running by the railing for the next set of stairs. RAUGH! another horrible scream came from whatever lurked within the castle. Leonard had reached the bottom of the stairs and his eyes were darting around for some place to hide.

Thump! The sound of something landing on the floor came from behind Leonard from the west wing. The man’s heart went cold and he was visibly trembling with fear. He knew that whatever had been releasing those demonic wails was right behind him. He refused to turn around, not wanting to lay eyes upon whatever was sneaking up behind him. If he was to die, Leonard believed that if he looked away, it would hurt less. Grr… he could hear the monster growling behind him, the creature growing louder in sound as he approached. He nearly soiled his trousers when he felt the breath of the monster moving down his neck. It was warm and smelled foul. “Grr… Turn around.” The creature spoke, their voice deep, demanding, and masculine. “I-I’m so s-sorry for coming here. P-please le-let me go. I-I just n-need a pl-place to stay until the blizzard passes and I-I’ll leave I swear.” Leonard fumbled over his words in a desperate plea for mercy. “I said turn around!” the monster roared, nearly breaking the tradesman’s eardrum.

Leonard knew the creature would not ask again so he did as he was ordered to. Upon turning, Leonard found himself facing a mountain of thick brown fur that belonged to a monster. Whatever the creature was, it was muscular, with abs and large firm pecs. The only article of clothing the creature had own was a large cloak and a pair of worn pants that clung tightly to the monster’s girthy thighs. The tradesman’s eyes trailed up a thick line of fur that moved across the creature’s crotch to its chest. Finally, Leonard saw the face of the monster. The visage of the beast was a frightening one. A long fur covered face with thick lips that revealed two sharp outer fangs that could easily pierce skin. The monster’s eyes were blue but showed no warmth behind them, only rage. The monster towered over Leonard by two feet, the tradesman only reaching the beast’s top set of abs.

“Hmm… Do you know where you are?” the beast growled. “N-no sir. I said earlier I simpl-“ “I know why you’re here!” the monster boomed. Leonard wanted to back away from the cloaked monster, but he was too terrified to move. “I’m sorry! P-please let me live and I swear to leave.” The monster shook his head. “You never should have entered this place! Once you leave, you’ll just tell the townspeople to come and kill me. I will not allow you to do that!” The monster grabs Leonard by his collar and brings his claws to his neck, ready to strike. “Ple-please don’t kill me! I swear I’ll never tell anyone about you. Please spare me, I’ll do anything!” the beast scowls at the man’s pathetic cries for sympathy and thinks for a moment. “I cannot take that risk. I cannot allow you to leave this place alive.” “T-then what if I don’t leave?!” the beast raises an eyebrow. “As if I’m supposed to believe that? You could never stand to live your life here as I have all these years.” “I can try!” Leonard yells. “Do not yell at me!” the beast tosses the tradesman to the ground, leaving him shivering on the floor. For a moment, the beast’s humanity shines through as he sees what he has done. He stares at his hands in shame before tightly gripping his fist.

The beast had grabbed Leonard by his collar and slumped him over his shoulder. The tradesman did not struggle, but his heart pounded. He had no idea where the monster was taking him, but he felt the beast did not have hostile intent, otherwise he would have already sliced him into shreds. “W-what’s your name?” Leonard asked so quietly that he was nearly inaudible. “That doesn’t matter to you. But if you feel you have to call me something, just call me Beast.” “Beast…” the monster growls. “Just be quiet already before I change my mind!” Beast roars. The monstrous man carries Leonard into a massive library where a giant chalk circle sat in the middle of a mountain of books. The beast lobs the tradesman into the middle of the circle and leans down onto his knees. The monster starts to chant in an incomprehensible manner that causes the circle to grow brighter. Leonard’s eyes began to hurt as the light grew brighter and brighter by the moment until his vision could no longer withstand the glow.

When the glow went away, Leonard felt it safe to open his eyes. His mouth dropped when he saw that things were no longer the way he previously saw them. The books around him towered above him like buildings. He had come to realize that he had shrunken, but he was surprised that he could not see any dust. The tradesman thought that meant someone must have been upkeeping the room to an extremely detailed level. His fascination quickly stopped when he remembered what was going on. The monster had cast a spell on him, reducing him to this size. Beast would clearly come for him, and it made him wonder why he did what he did. If he wanted to kill him, he could have done it earlier. There had to be some ulterior motive for the monstrous man’s course of action.

BOOM The sound of thunderous footsteps smashing into the ground came from the distance. Leonard looked up to see the terrifying Beast, the monster larger than the castle itself. The tradesman felt terrified and started to wonder if he should have stayed in the snowstorm. The giant’s teeth gleamed in the candlelight of the library, their shiny hue highlighting their sharpness. The monster cast a shadow that reached the man before the giant did. Beast was far more intimidating at this size, so much so that it made Leonard feel confused. The tiny man felt a great sense of dread, but also a strong sense of arousal for reasons he could not comprehend.

The Beast monstrous foot slammed in front of Leonard, the long sharp nails of the toes showing Leonard’s reflection. The furry feet of the monster were covered in dirt and dust, each movement it made pushing its warmth towards the tradesman. Leonard felt the need to hold his breath, the foul smell of the appendage burning his nose and making his throat dry upon inhaling it. The scent smelled slightly like that of an animal, but also like that of a man’s, creating a strange new potent aroma.

Leonard gazed upward to see the paw of the Beast reaching down towards him. “Goodness…” the shrunken man whispered to himself between held breaths. He still could not fathom this most unusual situation. He met a monster, nearly died, and was then shrunken to the size of an insect by said monster. Even still, the shock of realizing magic exist had not yet hit Leonard as he was too distracted by the approaching palm of the monster. The furry brown muscle descended towards the tradesman, not showing signs of stopping. Leonard could smell the aroma of the hand as it came closer, smelling of dirt and a musky scent from that of a man.

Before the hand collapsed onto him, it suddenly changed trajectory. It moved to the side and rested on the ground; the fingers extended toward Leonard like the walkway extending from a boat to allow passengers aboard. The tiny man gazed up at the frightening face of the monster, the Beast glaring at him. The tradesman felt a chill go down his spine and looked back at the fur covered hand of the monster. The monstrous man curled on of his fingers, beckoning Leonard to climb atop his hand. The tiny man felt a lump in his throat and approached, not wanting to upset the Beast by making him wait.

Leonard struggled to climb the monster’s hand, making sure to avoid his nails that he was sure would cleave him in twain upon contact. He instead moved up against the side of the giant’s fingers, gripping onto the fur. Beast had already grown impatient however, and upon feeling the grip of the man on his fur, he lifted his hand up. Leonard found himself dangling from the furry hold and clenched the clump in his hand tightly. Beast had started to curl his fingers, lifting the shrunken tradesman high. Leonard looked down to see the palm of the monster that looked far away. Fortunately for him, the monster curled his fingers closer to his palm, allowing the man to safely fall into the warm fur of the muscle.

Beast took care to lift Leonard up to his face, feeling annoyed that he had to move so slowly. Once he succeeded in his task, he felt a heat come over him, one he did not know the cause of. Leonard looked into the eyes of the monster, feeling a very faint warmth in them that tried to hide itself behind a grim expression. “Grr…” the beast growled in a low tone. The growl was not one of anger, but one of frustration and confusion. It was as if the monster was wondering what to do with the tiny man in his grip. “You wanted to live so desperately that you vowed to stay here. With this spell, I have ensured you will never be able to break that promise. If you try to leave, I will find you, and I will take back my generosity. Is that clear?” Leonard feels a block in his throat, preventing him from speaking. His heart raced with fear, having felt the intense warmth of the giant’s breath on his body. “I said is that… clear?” Beast asked once more, clearly attempting to hide anger in his voice, knowing he might take the life of the man had he yelled. “Yes!” Leonard blurted out, almost feeling like he was about to vomit upon forcing out the word. Beast furrowed his brow and looked away from the tiny man, clearly uncomfortable with the current situation. “You must be hungry… You shall join me for dinner.” Beast said almost in a whisper, raising suspicions from the tradesman.

Beast takes Leonard to the dining hall of the castle. Like the library, the dining hall was surprisingly clean. It was an elegant room with a wide table with a silky white tablecloth. There was already a fresh plate adorned with various meats sitting on the end of the table. Leonard wondered who had prepared the meat as it certainly could not have been the beast. The hulking monster walked over to the plate and sat down in a chair. He sat the tradesman down on the table before hastily starting to consume the meats. Leonard watched as the monster tore through the meats at a breakneck pace, his sharp teeth ripping through the skin. Beast ate with no manners, his saliva flying in all directions. Leonard barely avoided a drop of saliva that crashed right beside him, feeling specks of the spit from its impact with the cloth.

URRP! Beast belched, having finished all of the meat within a minute. The display had left Leonard shaken, realizing that he wouldn’t even qualify as a single bite of food. Food clung to the monster’s teeth that he had not taken the time to properly chew.

After the giant rubbed his arm across his mouth, he looked to the tradesman. After placing him back in his palm, he gazed carefully at the man’s expression. “What’s your problem?” Leonard shivered, avoiding eyesight with his captor. “I have had nothing to eat and I am cold.” Beast furrows his brow angrily. “I just gave you food, and my hand should be more than warm.” the monster snarled. “Y-you did not leave me a crumb. Y-you ate all of the meat.” Beast glared at the tiny man, fury in his eyes. “Are you calling me a liar?” Beast had raised his voice and was close to yelling. “N-no sir. I-I’m sorry.” Leonard said shakily. The giant furry man took pity for a moment upon seeing the man’s fear and thought. “Hmm… I don’t believe you didn’t eat, but if you’re still hungry, I still have some meat stuck between my teeth you could eat.” The tradesman blushed and felt a knot in his stomach. He was starving and would not turn down the monster’s generosity, even if the beast was a poor host. “T-thank you sir.”

Beast opened his mouth wide, Leonard gazing into his dark wet maw. The beast’s mouth was filled with unchewed meat in nearly every corner. The giant sat Leonard on his tongue and let the tradesman feast. Leonard would have protested this method of eating and would have much preferred Beast to dig the meat out of his teeth and lay it on a plate, but he feared that would upset the man. He couldn’t go without eating, so he held his tongue.

Leonard felt disgusting walking around inside the wet maw of the monstrous man. He felt the spongy tongue of the beast tense up and flex occasionally with each unsteady step he took. Strands of saliva stuck to his boots every time he lifted his leg up, followed by a disgusting sound of his foot touching the damp organ. He could see into the back of Beast’s throat and feared how easily the monster could change his mind and swallow him in an instant. What was worse, Beast could accidentally swallow him and likely never know. The tradesman would have been trapped in his mind, going over every possible way this situation could go on, if it wasn’t for the Beast breath. The giant’s breath reeked of meat, mushy food, and dirt. The aroma was a foul and overbearing one that kept Leonard aware of his surroundings. The tradesman walked to one of Beast’s teeth, seeing a piece of relatively intact meat. It had a small bit of saliva on it, but it was in much better shape than the other pieces of food within the monster’s mouth. He reached his hand forward and grabbed a slab of meat lodged between the teeth. Leonard nervously brings it to his face, smelling the foul scent while feeling its wetness between his fingers. Knowing he would never eat it at this rate, the tradesman quickly shoves the piece of wet meat into his mouth.

Leonard felt a shock go through his body, his jaw trembling. The first thing he felt was the wetness of the meat, tasting the disgusting cold saliva of the beast that clung to the food. His teeth dared not make contact and his tongue squirmed around in a desperate attempt to avoid the food. Because the food was already so mushy, it quickly went down Leonard’s throat without him having to make the effort to gulp it down. It felt cold moving down his esophagus and felt even worse when it rested inside of his stomach. He fought back the urge to toss the food back up, knowing Beast would taste his vomit and likely swallow him without a moment’s hesitation.

Leonard ate as much of the saliva drenched meat as he could, tears in his eyes as he did. It was as if he was having an indirect kiss with the monster, tasting so much of his spit. The tradesman’s chest pounded quickly, the man’s lungs struggling to keep breathing. He tried to reach for another piece of meat before his body recoiled automatically. “’I can’t eat any more, it’s to disgusting.’” Leonard backed away and tried to breathe in to get the strength to speak. He could still feel remnants of the mush in his throat that he fought to swallow.

Beast was growing impatient and started tapping his fingers against the table, his nails tearing the cloth. He decided he would provide some incentive for Leonard to increase his pace. The monster flexed his tongue, moving it against the tradesman’s body.

Leonard feels a strong weight pressing against his back, one carrying a strong warmth and dampness with it. He knew it was the Beast tongue, but he dared not turn around. His back felt a chill from tension before feeling an intense warmth as it adjusted to the touch of the pink mass. The saliva-soaked organ loomed over him, dripping spit onto Leonard’s head. The shrunken tradesman did not know what to do, he could not speak yet and the giant was clearly growing upset with him. He almost felt tears come to his eyes from fear, unsure of what actions the Beast would take next. He had to escape somehow, but he would not be able to get over the giant’s teeth. Leonard did the only thing he could think of and that was to get the man’s attention.

Leonard rammed his body into the giant’s tongue, feeling the saliva drench into his clothing and his skin. It made him feel hot, even a bit aroused. This triggered a reaction from Beast who slammed his tongue down onto the tradesman, pinning him to the floor of his mouth. Leonard felt the muscular bottom of the Beast’s mouth, the texture rough and wet. The giant’s tongue rested upon him like a sweaty salesman taking a moment to sit upon a bench. The tradesman felt the heavy weight of the muscle pressing on him, but it wasn’t painful. The feeling was almost pleasurable, if not for the horrid and pungent scent of the Beast’s breath.

“Hrngh..!” Beast growled, his booming voice sending a tremor down Leonard’s spine. The tiny man felt every vibration of the guttural growl reverberate around him, feeling the floor shake. After the shaking stopped, he felt the tongue lift off him and heard it moving around above him. It fell on him multiple times, trying to get under him to lift him up, but the task proved difficult for Beast. Eventually, after multiple failings, Beast managed to maneuver his tongue under Leonard and lift him up.

Leonard was dazed. When he saw the lights of the outside of the Beast’s mouth, they nearly blinded him. He felt the warm fur covered fingers of the monster press against him and lift him off of the man’s tongue. Beast shut his mouth and let out a sharp breath, one hot that moved up and brushed against Leonard’s body. When the tradesman regained his senses, he saw the eyes of the Beast glaring at him. “Grr…” the monster said nothing, but it was clear he was upset.

Beast had silently carried Leonard back to his room where the remains of a bed once stood. In the center of the room was a beautiful rose within a glass case. It defied natural laws, floating in midair and glimmering with an ethereal otherworldly glow. “I’ll tell you this once. If you touch that rose, if you get close to it, I will get rid of you.” Beast said in a lower tone than usual. “I understand.” “Hmph…” Beast huffed and made himself comfortable on the rug of the room. Leonard was confused why he slept here when there was a room with a bed on the other wing of the castle.

“You told me earlier that you were cold. I have a way to warm you up.” Leonard smiled faintly, imagining resting in the soft fur of the Beast’s chest, his head laying on the strong chest muscles. Instead of setting Leonard on his chest, Beast instead used his free hand to slide off his pants. This was a large surprise to the tradesman, his mouth ajar from the shock. He was gazing at the monster’s manhood, a sight he found quite pleasing to the eye. The monster had two thick fur covered testicles that were round and large with a line of darker brown fur between them. Above the skin sack rested Beast’s massive penis, one of the few parts of the giant aside from his nipples that was not covered in fur. The shaft was a tan color, and the head of the organ was a bright pink. The sight of the monster’s manhood made Leonard feel a strong arousal accompanied by a maddening surge of lust.

“I assume you know what I have in mind?” Beast asked, a hint of sensuality in his tone. Leonard wondered for a moment if the monster wanted this or if he was just doing this for his sake. Either way, the tradesman knew that he wanted this at least. Beast sat the tiny man on his penis, the man feeling the warmth of the organ through his boots. “Wait!” Leonard called to Beast, the monster’s keen hearing picking up on his voice. “Could you please take my clothes and set them aside somewhere please?” Beast rolled his eyes and lowered his hand next to the tiny man.

After undressing, Leonard sat his clothing into Beast’s palm where the furry man placed them on a nearby table that was still standing. With his body being free, Leonard let desire take over him. He quickly fell down and hugged the penis of his captor, feeling its immense warmth against his underside. He felt the organ swell with blood, slowly lifting upward, sending him downward.

“Ungh…” Beast groaned, feeling a sense of stimulation in his manhood. He did not understand how a man of such miniscule size could make him feel so good so quickly, but he appreciated it all the same.

Leonard planted a gentle kiss against the shaft, feeling the warmth of the skin on his mouth. He licked his lips, feeling the taste of the meaty manhood on his tongue. Although it was only a small piece of the taste, Leonard enjoyed it greatly. Leonard placed another kiss on the tasty organ before licking it. His tongue felt overly stimulated, his tastebuds tingling as if the tradesman had just tasted electricity. He licked the organ again, the taste even better than the previous time. He felt the warmth of the taste fill his mouth, warming him up quickly. The tiny man hugged the organ, rubbing his fingers against the veins of the skin.

“Ooh…” Beast moaned, quickly feeling flustered after doing so. He didn’t want Leonard to know what he was doing to him, or he might become snarky. His penis hardened, blood flowing through the shaft up to the head. Every time he felt the tradesman’s hands or tongue touch his member, he felt like letting out another moan. Beast had never managed to provide himself such a level of pleasure, making him realize how useful Leonard could be to him.

Leonard starts to ascend the shaft of the beast best he can. His hands felt for the veins of the organ that provided a stronghold for him to ascend. The higher he climbed, the more intense the scent of the giant grew. The intoxicating aroma of musk filled Leonard’s nose, the scent extremely potent and alluring. He felt heat fill his body, adding to his lust.

“Ho…” Beast huffed, his body beginning to sweat. His breath grew warmer, and his hand started to move toward his manhood by instinct, knowing it had a job to fulfil.

Leonard reached the top of the Beast penis, placing his hand against the spongy head of the organ. It felt soft and warm as well as slightly wet. His hand retracted, showing a web of precum between his fingers like silk. He felt tempted to lick the fluid, curious of how it tasted. At this moment however, he was far more interested in licking the head. The tradesman’s hand pressed against the slick organ, feeling it pulse under the weight of his hand. He brought his face in close, the musky aroma growing stronger. He could feel the warmth of the glans against his face, the heat like that of a warm fire, but not as intense. Leonard pressed his lips against the skin, feeling its warmth on his lips. He breathed gently, taking in the aroma and warmth into his mouth. His tongue danced inside of his mouth, eager for a taste of the organ he lusted for. Leonard granted his body’s wish, sliding his tongue against the sensitive head of the penis. The taste was nearly indescribable. It tasted of smooth, creamy white residue and meat. His mouth salivated at the thought of another taste and he quickly indulged himself.

“Ahh!” Beast grunts, the feeling of pleasure too great for him. His hand firmly grips his penis, his fingers moving up and down the shaft. He could feel Leonard climbing on the head of the organ, being cautious to try and avoid him. That was the only thing he would be careful of as his body called for release.

Leonard felt the ground under him shake as Beast stroked his shaft, each stroke heavy and swift. He held onto the head of the organ, his tongue stroking the skin passionately in a gentle kiss. The tradesman knew that soon, sweet fluids would emerge from the organ like nectar from a flower. He would wait for it to come, instead, he would bring it to him. As Beast increased his pace, Leonard did the same, the lashes from his tongue growing faster and more intimate.

“Ogh!” Beast moaned openly, saliva bubbling in his mouth. His chest pumped quickly, his muscles flexing from the stimulation. He could feel the semen in his testicles moving to the shaft, his penis tightening in preparation to push the liquid out of the body. With each stroke, he felt the creamy white liquid rise further up his shaft until it reached the top part of the organ.

Leonard felt the head of the monster’s manhood tremble, the spongy skin having shrunken before expanding. “Agh!” The tradesman heard a nearly deafening roar emerge from Beast as the furry man released the semen from inside of his penis. The glans expanded with blood quickly and a glossy white fluid shot out from the hole. The liquid moved high in the air before raining down onto the body of the monster. The fluid clung to the fur of the Beast as another load of sperm came out of the giant’s shaft. Leonard observed the spectacle with bated breath, his heart racing with excitement. Every time the beast unloaded, the tradesman felt the glans tremble and expand after shrinking.

“Oh…” Beast moaned in pleasure; his pent-up energy finally having been released after so long. His tongue hung out in an attempt to get fresh air, saliva dripping from the muscle. As the beast relaxed, Leonard started to taste the semen. The creamy white fluid filled his mouth, the taste was that of freshly salted meat and spice. It was like a feast prepared specifically for him. After he had his fill, Leonard began working his way down the shaft of the beast as the blood in the organ slowly left and it returned to a non-erect state.

The tradesman made his way up stomach of the beast, his feet feeling the powerful muscles rise and fall in tune to the monstrous man’s breathing. For a moment, he imagined himself frolicking gleefully through the field of hair as if it were a field of grass. His body was tired, and it took him a great effort to carry himself to the chest of the Beast. Once there, he could hear the loud and soothing sound of the monster resting. He wanted to see the sleeping face of Beast, imagining it to be quite peaceful. The tradesman was surprised that the monster had fallen asleep from the release, wondering if it was because he seldom masturbated. Whatever the case, he was just glad to have this moment of rest. Leonard rested his head against the soft yet firm muscular pecs of the beast whilst wrapping himself within the warm fur of the man. His body was rocked by the inhaling and exhaling of the Beast’s lungs that puffed up his chest. He felt safe for a moment within the power of the man, wanting to stay like this for quite some time. Before he fell asleep, his nose had picked up a hint of the scent of the Beast semen-soaked fur, but it had not yet grown strong enough to bother him. However, this was just the first night of Leonard’s life living with the beast, and he could not foresee how far things would escalate down the line.

title: Typhon’s Beach Tirade aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Alexiwolf1] id: [42813630] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:44:00 晚上

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Typhon’s Beach Tirade

Author: Alexiwolf1 Source: Typhon's Beach Tirade

A fresh summer breeze flows through the palm trees of the sunlit beach. People are enjoying themselves, partaking in various beach activities such as sunbathing, volleyball, building sandcastles and enjoying trying to consume quickly melting ice cream. The real attraction most people came for was the water. The ocean was calm, the waves flowing gently and slowly, creating a relaxing background noise for those near it.

Rick was enjoying his time in the water, resting on the surfboard his boyfriend bought for him. He couldn’t help wondering where Typhon was. After all, the transient told him to meet him there. Still, Rick enjoyed this peaceful moment, feeling his board slowly drift as the water and wind dragged him eastward. All was calm for a few precious moments, and it seemed like it would be a normal day at the beach. That’s when Rick felt a pit in his stomach. There was no such thing as a “normal” day at the beach when your boyfriend is someone like Typhon. Even though there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, Rick knew that a storm was coming.

“Masterooni!” A familiar and booming voice rang out from the beach, one that caused Rick to shudder slightly. He jolts upright and gazes towards the sandy area, worried of what he would see. Sure enough, standing towering above the sand was the transient, Rick’s boyfriend, Typhon. The shark-man was in his giant form, towering above the tiny beachgoers below him, making them seem like small specks of dirt at his feet. Typhon’s shadow expanded past the water, all the way over Rick who was a decent way from shore. The giant shark transient waved from the distance at his summoner, a wide, silly smile on his face, exposing all his sharp fangs that reflected the sunlight. Rick could make out the veins in the giant’s beefy bicep as Typhon waved.

The people on the beach looked up at the transient with terror, many beginning to scramble around in a panic to move out of the path of the titanic shark. Typhon lifted his foot, the shadow encasing a major part of the shore. Terrified humans and transients alike look up at the descending sole of the shark-man, too afraid to move. The giant’s foot presses down into the sand, burying the beachgoers under his massive body. The muscular and cold sole was in stark contrast to the soft and warm sand beneath it. The people crushed beneath the giant were fortunate to have been on the beach when Typhon stepped on them, or they would certainly be significantly injured.

Rick watched with horror as Typhon continued trampling obliviously on the innocent people in his path. The giant lifted one foot after the other, getting closer to the water, his shadow expanding further over the ocean. The other people around Rick were just as concerned as he was, too afraid to move in fear of being harmed. Typhon showed no clear motives which made him unpredictable.

“Big Rick! What’s up man?!” Typhon boomed, his voice rocking the once gentle waves. The giant’s summoner trembles, afraid of what the transient would do. The shark-man’s innocent smile was not enough to keep Rick’s heart from pounding. The giant started to move once more, his leg moving down into the water. Before it descends further, Typhon shakes his head and chuckles to himself, pulling his foot back onto the sand. “Heh heh. Get ready for a big splash!”

Typhon moves back, crushing the beachgoers behind him a second time, burying them deeper into the sand. Without warning, he suddenly rushes forward, creating earthquakes from the pressure of his massive body hitting the earth at such a fast speed. The ocean trembled, massive waves starting to form that toss the humans and transients in the water. Rick grips tightly to his surfboard, looking up for a moment to see Typhon missing from his spot. He quickly looks up to see the massive transient falling from the sky, the sun gleaming off his tight green speedo for a moment before being blocked out by his muscular form.

SPLOOSH

The sound of water rising and spreading rapidly rung out violently through the area. Massive tidal waves form, launching the swimmers and surfers miles away. Typhon lounged comfortably, his backside resting on the water. The giant spots Rick clinging to his surfboard, the summoner above Typhon’s tail. The shark-man grins and suddenly flips his tail upward skillfully, launching the man through the air.

Rick hears muffled rumbling under him and looks down. He sees the shark transient’s tail quickly rising from under the water, to quickly. The man tries to paddle away but is far too slow to avoid being launched by Typhon. The summoner clings to his surfboard as he and several others are sent flying towards the giant. Typhon opens his mouth wide, the people on a direct course towards his maw. Everyone screams in terror as they look into the drooling mouth of the shark-man, pieces of half chewed fish clearly visible between his sharp fangs. At the last minute, Typhon puckers his lips and blows, knocking the people off course.

One by one, the beachgoers fall down into the water, Typhon’s stomach and chest beneath them. The muscles grow closer to them as the giant breathes, his body expanding and shrinking as he does.

Rick swims forward, still holding onto his surfboard. “Typhon!” the summoner yells at his boyfriend, the giant leaning his head down in response. “Yo, masterino! Guess what!” Rick glares at the giant, a disapproving look on his face. “It’s shark week!” The summoner feels his eye twitch with anger and annoyance. “What does that mean?! What does that have to do with anything anyway?!” Typhon chuckles, causing large waves to form above his pecs and gut. Rick holds on tightly to his surfboard and shuts his eyes. “Come on Ricky! It means it’s time for sharks to have fun and go crazy! Ain’t this a blast?!” Rick shakes his head while struggling to stay above water. “This isn’t fun! This is scary! What about all the people you stepped on?!” Typhon looks back at the shore. There were massive footprints left in the sand, each one housing multiple people the giant shark trampled on. “Those guys are fine! Besides, not everyone can say they got stepped on by a giant shark, let alone me! I’m sure they loved it!” the transient grins again, flashing the smile his summoner adored so dearly. “Bu-“ “I’m just getting started Rickster! I’ve got some big tricks to show off that I know you’ll love!”

Typhon lifts his body, pressing against the sand. As the giant begins to rise, so do the people above him. Many find themselves sliding down towards the shark-man’s crotch, the bulge in his speedo obvious to them. Those who were used to dealing with unusual events on the water climbed onto their surfboards and began to surf along the surface of the transient’s smooth body. Typhon grinned, watching the tiny people enjoy themselves. Even Rick was starting to enjoy himself somewhat, moving back and forth on the waves of water that had accumulated between the titan’s pecs.

“Yeah little dudes! My body is the best surf spot around!” Typhon starts to laugh, creating large waves. The surfers struggle to keep their balance as the water becomes disturbed, large walls of blue forming around them. Soon, even the best surfers were unable to stay balanced and they fell down onto the smooth, cold body of the shark. The ground under the beachgoers that was Typhon’s skin began to shake as the giant started to rise from the sea, his body lifting upright. One by one, the people and transients go sliding down into the water between the thick legs of the massive shark.

“Yeah!” Typhon booms excitedly, stretching his beefy arms. The tiny people under him look up, seeing the massive bulge in his tight green speedo. They look past that to his shiny, muscular body, the sun glimmering on his wet skin. The giant’s pecs begin to flex as he stretches, showing off his power. Typhon proceeds to curl his bicep, grinning down at the people under him before giving a wink. Rick shakes his head disapprovingly at his boyfriend’s flirtations with other men. “Time to play!”

Typhon dives under the water suddenly, moving underneath the frightened beachgoers. The swimmers and surfers look down, expecting to see the shadowy form of the massive shark-man beneath them, but he was nowhere to be seen. There was no trace of the transient, not even a small ripple in the water. One of the swimmers turns to see a massive blue wall before him, slowly inching to the right. The wall quickly moves down under the water and out of view. The wall reappears in front of another group of people before vanishing just as quickly. The wall surfaces above the water once more and starts circling around the group of beachgoers. Rick rolls his eyes, imagining tense music in his head as he follows the wall.

“Brawh!” Typhon shouts, his voice shaking the ocean floor. The giant emerged suddenly; the large blue wall revealed to be his fin. The giant loomed over the crowd, now lacking his speedo, allowing his manhood to be seen by all. The transient’s cock was long, thick, and uncut, white foreskin clinging to a dark pink penis. Typhon clamped a hand around his gigantic round balls, gripping them teasingly. The skin tensed to his touch before easing back into its regular shape upon release. The giant looks down happily at the beachgoers, dragging his enormous and thick tongue across his lips slowly. Saliva starts to creep down his chest, past the large x shaped scars and to his stomach. Everyone save for Rick was enthralled and aroused by the giant’s display, their blood coursing through their veins at lightning-fast speeds.

“Bet that water’s super cold for you little dudes. I got something that’ll warm you up!” Rick knew exactly what the giant had on his mind and sure enough, Typhon placed his hand on his dick and started to wrap his fingers around his length. Everyone in the water watched in awe and anticipation, feeling helpless to do anything as the giant shark masturbated. Typhon jerked his cock greedily, not taking time or using any kind of particular style, just quick and powerful strokes of his hand against his meat. “Mmgh! Yeah! You guys better get ready cause I’m about to change the water from blue to white!” Upon hearing that, everyone in the water begins to start swimming away from the giant in hopes of escaping the flood that would soon break free from the transient’s penis. Rick remained still for he knew that there was no point in trying to escape. No one would manage to swim fast enough to avoid what was coming.

The water started to bubble as Typhon’s massive body increased in heat. The warmth was comforting like that of a hot bath. “Here it comes!” the giant says with an almost mocking tone, like he knew the chaos he was about to bring forth for everyone around him. His powerful, thick fingers started to blur as his speed reached its peak. Typhon grabbed at his chest with his free hand, pinching his nipple tightly. “Mmogh…” the giant lets out a deep, powerful moan of relief, feeling his climax approaching. Typhon proceeds to gently massage the tip of his penis, feeling it rumble violently, clearly startled by his sudden rough embrace.

Everyone observed as Typhon visibly started to turn a slight shade of red from the intense heat rising through his body. A feeling of dread was slowly being replaced with a feeling of excitement for what was soon to come. By now, most of those in the water were well aware there was no escape and were just waiting to see what would happen.

“Yeah! You little dudes make me so excited! This is for all of you!” Typhon squeezes his ballsack tightly, his penis growing larger as it reaches its maximum level of arousal. The sea starts to quake, massive waves forming and slamming against the shore in a frenzy of rage and excitement. Cyclones form, carrying water spiraling high into the sky, miles above everyone.

“Ogh!” Typhon bellows mightily, his cry causing the water to burst into a violent rainstorm. Semen jets out of his cock, burning hot. The jizz soars over the surfers and swimmers, crashing down onto the water, sending massive streams of blue scattering in every direction. The hot white pulls everyone down, the liquid forcefully moving into their mouths along with seawater. The taste of the fluid was warm and meaty, the texture gooey and hard to swallow. One by one, the beachgoers are dragged under the water, resurfacing shortly after upon finally regaining their strength. Even after resurfacing, no one was able to move, the semen was sticky and restricted their movements. Their arms remained at their sides, held in place by the fluid acting like glue. All they could do was stare upwards at the cloudy sky, heavy rain pouring down onto them.

Typhon had vanished upon ejaculating, the shark transient nowhere to be found. That was when the blue wall resurfaced. The giant’s fin was hard to see through white and water filled eyes, but it was there. Even in the darkness cast by the storm clouds, because of the size of the transient, he was visible. The massive wall of skin circled around the people, moving faster and faster like a beast circling its prey. The sound of crashing raves, the booming of the pounding rain slapping against the water, and the roar of thunder disoriented the senses of the beachgoers. As Typhon increased his swimming speed, a whirlpool started to form around those in the water, spinning them around quickly as they neared the center of the water cyclone.

Lightening crackled and the ocean roared as Typhon’s face emerged from the deep. He faced the beachgoers, his mouth wide open like an underwater cavern. The giant took in massive amounts of seawater, sucking the people and transients toward his awaiting maw. Screams erupted from the frightened masses that swam for their lives, fighting against the sticky substance surrounding them as well as the force of the whirlpool. Even with their greatest efforts, they were nothing compared to Typhon’s might. One by one, the beachgoers were sucked into the shark’s hungry, cavernous maw.

Typhon’s tongue was wet from seawater and slick with saliva. The transient was salivating, he had been waiting for this chance. Everyone squirmed, fighting against the soft, spongy tongue of the giant that took up the majority of space inside his mouth. Seawater filled the giant’s maw, dragging the beachgoers back. Rick grew close to escaping, having grown well accustomed to the water because of his many ocean adventures. However, there was something large and sharp that barred his path. Typhon’s white, sharp teeth would tear him into ribbons at the touch. There was no way to get past them, not at this size and not with the overbearing current pulling him away.

“Ah hah…” Typhon flicked his tongue, moving it up and down. He moaned heavily upon feeling the small warm people on his tastebuds, savoring his treat. He could already hear his stomach growling impatiently, causing a loud rumble to move through the sea.

Cum, seawater, and saliva stuck to the bodies of the beachgoers as they were further dragged back towards the gullet of the shark-man. The pink mass under them swished the ocean around causing waves to slam into the unfortunate people that had just wanted to enjoy the water.

“Mmm…” The walls of skin around the transients and humans shook as Typhon moaned. They could feel his energy, pleasure starting to surge through their bodies. It was as if the giant’s aura was melding with their own. One man screamed with excitement as if he was going down a waterslide. Shortly after, everyone else followed suit, their cocks hardening and their hearts racing as they all reach the back of the giant’s throat and begin to slide down.

Gulp Typhon’s throat flexes nosily as the tiny people pass through it. The shark’s esophagus was warm and bright pink, easily taking everyone down because of their miniscule size in comparison to the hulking form of the transient. After the journey through the passage, the beachgoers cannonball into the green stomach acids below, the fluids warm and relaxing. Urp! “Uwah… Excuse me little snacks. Sorry about that, didn’t mean to scare you. I’m sure you’re all super scared right now but don’t you worry. I’ll let you out soon enough, I just wanted to treat you all to the ultimate surf spot! Damn you’re lucky! Try not to get digested though! Ah ha ha!” Typhon cackles as he pulls out his surfboard he hid under the water and begins to ride the waves while humming a rock tune.

The giant’s gut rumbles and shakes upon Typhon belching. Everyone’s heads go under the stomach acids for a moment, their noses filling with a burnt smell and the scent of digested sea life. When they come up again, they are greeted by the loud and hungry growling of Typhon’s stomach, followed shortly after by the sound of crashing waves and loud singing. A whirlpool forms, tossing the beachgoers into the sticky walls of stomach muscle that surround them. Through the insanity, Rick was still scowling angrily, hoping he would get out of his boyfriend’s gut alive. The sounds around him as well as his mind fall silent as he is submerged under the acidic juices once again.

title: Ira the Collector aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Alexiwolf1] id: [44720079] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期日, 八月 28日 2022, 10:47:04 晚上

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Ira the Collector

Author: Alexiwolf1 Source: Ira the Collector

“Hehehehe…” Ira chuckles mischievously, fidgeting with something between his fingers. The vampire creeps across the halls of apartment 1031 to Damao’s door. He quietly pushes open the door, not having to be too cautious as the werewolf was a heavy sleeper. He silently closes the door behind him and looks at the sleeping Damao resting peacefully on his bed. “’He’s naked. This is perfect!’” Ira’s grin nearly lights the darkness, his devious intentions unknown to anyone but him.

Earlier that week

“That’s right everyone, a real-life werewolf! He’s pretty cool, huh?” Ira aims his phone at Damao, the man forcing a smile for the camera fixated on him. He was only doing this for Ira because the two had made a bet over a game of cards. Damao was in a good mood and bet that if he won, Ira would have to clean up after him for a month. Ira on the other hand wagered that if the werewolf lost, he’d have to go on one of his livestreams.

“Come on wolfy, give us a pose!” Ira teases, motioning the man to flex. Damao conceals a growl best he can, his canines showing slightly under his quivering lips. He lifts his arm and curls it, soon finding himself excited by his show of masculinity. Without prompt, Damao begins to perform various poses and flexes, Ira making sure to get each one on tape.

Ira gets a surge of followers and thousands of likes for each pose Damao performs. Various excited and horny comments flood the chat, too fast for anyone to see without pausing, and even then, they likely wouldn’t have managed to find the comment they had their eyes on. “’The fans are loving it!’” Ira gushes over how many new followers he’d gotten, his popularity surging with his new main attraction.

The comments surge with request for Damao to remove his shirt, and Ira decided to become their voice. “Come on Damao, take off your shirt! The fans are dying to see your chest!” As soon as Ira said this, Damao rips off his shirt, tearing it to shreds, his muscular arms bulging. The werewolf’s firm pectorals were on display, triggering a landslide of activity on the streamer’s account. Ira’s follower count instantly skyrockets to numbers he never expected to see for years. The people were obsessed with Damao, the chat filling with so much thirst it could drown someone. Ira took one glance at the comments, and he started to feel thirsty.

“Wow ho! That was my best stream yet!” Ira cheers while Damao slowly slinks back to his room. “Woah! Where do you think you’re going? We gotta keep this flow of content up! That was just stream one.” “Eh!” Damao’s eyes widen in horror. “No way! You just said one stream, and that was it! I’m done!” The werewolf runs back to his room and locks the door before Ira gets a chance to stop him. The vampire sighs and slumps down to the floor, checking his phone for the replies.

A few minutes quickly turns into an hour of scrolling before Ira spots a comment that catches his attention. “Huh?” A comment with a link leading to a sketchy selling site presents itself to the vampire. He clicks it and his eyes light up. A website with a black colored background and white text presented a list of things the site runner desired. The list included:

• A jar of Damao’s spit: $5500
• Some of Damao’s Breath: $4000
• Damao’s Sweat: Foot $3000 Pit: $4000 Chest: $6000 Ass: $8000
• A jar of Damao’s musk: Foot: $3900 Pits: $5200 Ass: $9500 Crotch: $15000
• Some of Damao’s toejam: $5000
• A cup of Damao’s cum: $100000

Ira’s eyes light up as an opportunity to make quick and large amounts of cash presented itself to him. “With that much money, I can pay so much rent and buy so much merch! Ramen, blood, anime, I’ll be rich!” Ira falls on his back, holding up his phone while he shakes with joy. “I should go ask Damao to- “Ira pauses. “’No, I can’t ask him. If I do, he’ll want some of the money too. Worse, his bad luck may make us lose it all! I can’t lose that money! I need it!’”

Neil passes by Ira’s door while digging into a nice snack. “I need it!” a loud shout comes from the vampire’s door, startling the demon. “W-woah. I keep forgetting how passionate Ira is sometimes…”

Ira began to make plans on how to retrieve the items from Damao without the werewolf noticing. He found an ad online advertising a shrinking potion and he immediately bought it. The purchase hit his finances hard, but he figured it would be worth it in the end. The product arrived in the evening, and he hurried it up to his room. The vampire surveyed the contents of the box and found the product he ordered. Dollar signs shine in the man’s eyes as a lustful grin spread over his face.

Present.

Ira checks his trench coat and goes over his items. “’Vacuum cleaner to suck up his scent, check. Multiple jars to trap his fluids in, check. Miniature fans constantly blowing to prevent me from overheating, check. Shrinking potion, check.” Ira giggles childishly as he takes the potion in his hand while he creeps closer to Damao. The vampire carefully and slowly pulls the sheets off the werewolf, setting them gently on the floor. He surveyed the muscular form of the sleeping man, looking closely at his body. “’He seems to be sweating. This should be easy.’”

Confident, Ira opens the lid and begins to down the green substance. Once finished, he crawls onto the bed at Damao’s feet and waits for something to happen. “’Huh? Nothing’s happening. Maybe I- ‘” puff With a poof, Ira immediately shrinks down to the size of a small toy, the vampire finding himself standing before Damao’s massive feet. “Woah!” Ira shouts excitedly, surprised the potion actually worked. He looks at his surroundings, the flat surface of the werewolf’s bed spreading far like a vast tundra. Before him rested Damao’s feet, the muscles towering high as houses.

“Perfect! I’m gonna be rich!” Ira rushes towards Damao’s feet, the muscles seeming to grow larger the closer he got. The smell of the werewolf’s feet was intense, a strong and dirty musk mixed with sweat. When Ira reached them, he found Damao’s feet to be nearly half the size of the apartment tower. “Woah. That potion made me so small. I wonder what I could do at this height... No Ira! Focus! Get the stuff on the list and get rich!” Ira presses a hand against Damao’s ginormous foot, the muscle warm and hard against his palm. “Wow. Damao’s feet are thick. Guess it makes sense with all the exercise he does. Now, where’s the sweat…” Ira traces his hand across the towering foot, the strong musky scent starting to irritate his nose. “Geez, Damao needs to bathe more,” The vampire says, fanning his face.

“Mmm…” Damao felt something brushing against his foot that his exhausted mind thought to be a bug. Slightly annoyed by the sensation, he tries to crush it, sending his raised foot down on the mattress.

Ira hears a shift in the mattress coming from under Damao’s foot and looks up. To his horror, he saw the sole of the werewolf falling towards him. “Ah!” The vampire tries to flee, but Damao was faster, his foot crashing down on the otaku quickly, trapping him under his hot sole.

“Mmf!” Ira wiggles his body in an effort to move out from under the warm sole. The more he seemed to struggle, the harder down Damao pressed on him. He counted himself lucky to be stronger than the average human or he figured he would be in much more pain. The most he felt was annoyed and embarrassed to be under the werewolf’s foot. “’Stupid himbo! Get off of me!’” Ira taps into his vampiric strength to try and lift Damao’s foot off him, his arms pushing with all their might. The mattress shifts under him as he applies more force, feeling the sleeping man’s foot start to rise slightly. “’Am I actually succeeding?!’”

“Mgh…” Damao felt something pushing against his foot, the feeling annoying. The werewolf slams his foot down to try and crush the pest and drifts back to sleep.”

“Urk!” Ira feels the sole of the werewolf slam down on him, pinning him to the mattress where it held him firmly in place. The vampire couldn’t summon the strength to try lifting Damao’s foot again and took a moment to rest. The heat of the werewolf’s sole started to increase; the heat of his room having been turned up to accommodate for the somewhat cold night. The musky scent of the sole grew worse as well, the smell once just a bit irritating was now pungent. “’Dammit! I need to finish that list! Get off me Damao!’” Ira tries pushing again but the tonnage of the werewolf was too much to fight against.

Ten minutes pass by and Damao had begun to sweat more. The werewolf’s foot began to produce large amounts of sweat that soaked into the mattress under him. Ira became drenched in the warm bodily fluid, his body starting to burn from the powerful heat. “’Why’s he sweating so much?! Wait, he’s sweating! This is perfect!’” Ira gets an idea and begins to slide his body across the mattress like a snake. Damao’s sweat acted as a lubricant, making it easy for the vampire to move under him. Slowly, Ira made his way back to freedom, free from the heavy weight that held him for so long.

“Hah… ha…” Ira gasps for air, holding his chest as it heaves slowly. “That was awful! When I get done, I’m going to put that idiot in a bath!” The vampire spits in disgust. He looks at the werewolf’s foot that now rested blissfully ignorant of his existence on the mattress. “Right, back to work.”

Ira walks over to the sleeping werewolf’s foot and starts to dig through his coat. He found that his items were intact, making him breathe a sigh of relief. “Glad I bought the super extra deluxe guaranteed unbreakable versions.” Ira snickers and grabs one of the jars from his coat. “I’ll use this to collect some of his sweat and then another one to collect some of the gunk between his toes.” The vampire approaches the still foot of the goliath nervously as he feared he’d be pinned again. “Come on Ira. Do it for the money!” The vampire pushes through his fears and approaches the large toe of the werewolf, finding it to be three times his size. He traces his hand across the skin and soon finds it covered in hot sweat that trails down his arm. “Eugh!” He opens the jar he prepared and shakes the contents off so that they fall into the container. Once the drop of sweat successfully finds its way in the jar, Ira quickly closes it tight. “That’s one down, now onto the next.”

Ira cautiously walks around the werewolf’s largest toe, wary that it may suddenly move. As he expected, the toe lifted slightly and crashed back down on the mattress, causing the vampire to nearly lose his balance from the vibrations. Ira stables himself and makes his way between Damao’s toes, gazing at a buildup of dirt between the webspace. He readies another jar and slowly approaches the gunk. His feet drag on the damp mattress, Damao’s sweat having seeped into it.

“Huh?” Damao sensed something between his toes that drew his attention. “’Something between my toes?’” the werewolf asks himself, wondering if he was just imagining things. Just in case, he begins to bring his toes together to try and crush whatever he thought was between them.

“I should have brought gloves!” Ira curses his past self as he delves his hand into the collection of dirt, grass, dead skin, and sweat. The substance was mushy like mud and reeked of Damao’s musk. Ira quickly tosses the sticky substance into the jar, struggling to get it off him. He presses his hand against the inside of the container, sliding the gunk down into the jar. “Gross… But it’ll be worth it!” Ira puts the lid back on the jar and turns it before putting the jar back in its holder inside his coat. He begins making his way out from between the werewolf’s toes when he hears the mattress begin to shuffle again. “Oh no!” He looks to his sides and finds the massive toes had started to close in on him. “No way!” Ira breaks into a sprint to try and escape but the pressure applied to the floor beneath him made it unstable and he fell onto the damp mattress.

The walls of skin push into Ira and try to crush him. The vampire tries to move his way up between them, his body still intact due to his durability. In his struggle, the strong toes start to flick against each other, the sound of their collision ringing in the shrunken vampire’s ears. Flakes of skin and drops of sweat fall on him, some getting into his mouth. The taste of skin and sweat burned his tongue and dried his throat. The vampire gags and tries to spit up the gross substances only for more to enter his mouth when he looks back up.

Damao’s toes squeeze Ira firmly. Whenever the toes flexed, the vampire let out a pained squeak before they squeezed again. Ira struggled against the thick walls of dry skin and sweat, forcing his way up between squeaks. He finally manages to reach the top, escaping the painful hold. Immediately he begins brushing himself off, watching as flakes of skin come cascading down his clothes. “Eugh… Just one more thing, then I can get on with the next task.” Ira tiredly opens his trench coat and pulls out the mobile vacuum. He flips it on and starts to suck up some of the werewolf’s foot musk along with some skin flakes. “’Hope the buyer doesn’t mind a few flakes. Not like I had a choice.’” Once he finishes sucking up the smell, he quickly opens up a jar and presses the push button on the vacuum, Damao’s scent pouring into the container. Ira quickly closes it before the smell can escape and lets out a sigh. “It’s a good thing I got the scent containing jars and deluxe mini super sucker with push and pull action or this would be a hassle.’” Ira chuckles.

The vampire makes his way up the slope of Damao’s foot to the top. He takes a moment to catch his breath, feeling the cool breeze produced by the fans in his coat. After the short break, he looks forward and determines his next stop. “The next closest area is his chest. After that, I’ll go to his mouth then roll down his arm to his pit. I’ll find a way to get to his ass, and then I have to…” Ira tilts his head and looks between Damao’s legs to find his monster cock. The vampire’s eyes went wide as they took in the size of the massive schlong. “F-four inches.” Ira says shuttering. That was how long Damao was flaccid, his thick length resting over his huge and full balls. “W-what the heck does he eat to get so big?” Ira imagined how large Damao’s cock would be at its full eight-inch height, the huge phallus towering over him. The idea made him tremble, he felt inferior compared to his roommate.

Ira makes his way across Damao’s muscular thigh and carefully crawls up onto his stomach, trying to not make eye contact with his cock. “’Don’t stare, don’t stare, don’t stare!’” Ira struggled hard to resist the temptation to go down to Damao’s dick, the inviting musky aroma wafting from it only making it harder for him to resist. The vampire rushes forward onto the werewolf’s abs and falls down after having fought his natural urges. “Come on, come on…” Ira repeats, trying to push off the werewolf’s abs. He found it difficult with the sweat of the muscles, and he also found them very warm like a fire on a cold winter day. He once again does battle with himself, trying to remember why he was doing all this in the first place.

Ira eventually manages to stand and starts to walk up towards Damao’s chest. He watched the distant valley of muscles rise and fall as the giant breathed, sweat coursing down the skin. The warmth of the werewolf’s chest increased the closer Ira got, Damao’s body heat incredible. The trek on top of the pecs was like trying to walk on the floor of a bouncy castle, constantly moving. Every step Ira took was followed by a faceplant into the strong pectorals under his feet, covering him in the giant’s sweat. He curiously decided to lick up some of the salty fluids, his body suddenly being overcome with lust for the bulky man. He gulps down the fluid with satisfaction, wishing for more before his subconscious reminds him of his task. “’Oh, right!’” Ira quickly readies a jar and puts in some of Damao’s sweat. He felt a bit sad he didn’t get to keep it for his own consumption, but the money was more important.

“This is taking too long; I need to move faster!” Ira assumes his bat form and clenches his trench coat under his feet. He begins to fly forward quickly as he could, his vision fixed on Damao’s face. He could see the werewolf drooling, a trail of saliva moving down to his chin. “’Heh. He looks kind of cute like this.’” Ira flies down towards Damao’s face, planning to land on his chin, but his destination is changed as the werewolf suddenly shifts position. “’Crap!’” The vampire was headed directly towards the inside of the sleeping Damao’s mouth. Unable to change his trajectory in time, Ira crashes down onto the wet and spongy tongue of the oblivious stud.

Ira quickly assumes his human form once more and tosses on his trench coat. Damao’s heavy breathing surrounded him, the smell of his breath filling the vampire’s nose. The scent was made up of meats and some sticks the werewolf had caught in his mouth earlier while playing with Ira. The tiny otaku tries to crawl up the slimy tongue of the werewolf, the surface slick. He was quickly losing his hold and was afraid that he was running out of choices as his nails weren’t sharp enough to keep his hold. “’Please no!’” Ira looked at the undulating tongue with disgust, the saliva covered muscle incredibly unappealing to him because he knew what it touched.

Ira found himself having no choice as he was falling toward the back of the werewolf’s throat and would soon become his midnight snack if he didn’t act fast. Ira groans and opens his mouth, moving forward and biting down on the tongue. He made a very minor incision in the muscle that didn’t even draw blood, but it provided him a hold that prevented him from slipping. “Ewugh!” The vampire could taste Damao’s saliva, the disgusting tasteless spit warm and gooey in his mouth. “’Dammit! This is so humiliating!’” Ira claws at Damao’s tongue, finding an incline he latches onto and uses to pull himself up before biting down again.

“Ahh…” Damao felt something tickling his tongue, the taste sweet. He turns onto his side and starts moving his tongue around to try and shake off Ira.

“Ah!” Ira’s world shifts as Damao turns over onto his side, tossing him forward towards the front of the werewolf’s tongue. “What’s he doing?!” Ira lands on the man’s gums, feeling them tickle his ass. Damao’s tongue rises over him like a great serpent and lunges towards him. Ira is moved around the inside of the werewolf’s mouth, his body covered in layers of saliva. “Ahh…” The vampire groaned in discomfort as his body bumped against the rough maw of the sleeping giant.

“Mmm…” Damao smiled, enjoying the taste of his roommate.

Damao’s moan shook his mouth, making Ira tremble as the massive tongue of the werewolf continued to treat him like a snack. He tried to push away but his arms were glued to his sides from the sticky saliva.

“Ah…” Damao’s tongue grew tired of moving and fell, finally freeing Ira from its cruelty. The vampire falls down on the slick muscle and quickly runs away despite how tired he was. “Gross…” the shrunken vampire attempted to shake off the slobber, but it was much thicker than the werewolf’s sweat. Annoyed, Ira grabs one of the jars from his soaked trench coat and leans forward, scooping up some of Damao’s spit. He proceeds to close the jar and then pull out his vacuum cleaner. After sucking up then containing some of the werewolf’s breath, Ira hurries over the sleeping stud’s teeth, his pants getting caught on one of the man’s fangs. Not wanting to spend any more time in Damao’s mouth, he tears his pants and stumbles down onto his roommate’s bottom lip.

“Hah…” Damao’s breath brushes over Ira, causing his eyes to fog up. The shrunken man could feel a trail of saliva start to move down his leg and the disgust he felt gave him the extra energy to crawl off the werewolf’s lip. “Ah… hah… dammit. This has to be worth it… It has to be.” Ira could feel his chest pounding, Damao’s tongue having knocked the wind out of him. He felt sweat course down his brow, mixing with Damao’s saliva to create an unpleasant scent.

Ira moves forward and notices that Damao had rolled onto his side, quickly understanding why he felt like his world had shifted earlier. “This should make it easier to get to his ass. I have to hurry before he rolls over again!” Ira was hesitant, but he decided to turn into a bat once more in fear he wouldn’t make it to the werewolf’s rear in time on foot. He flaps his wings, feeling the wet saliva weighing him down slightly.

Ira manages to land behind Damao and reassumes his human form. He looked up at the full moon before him and he wondered if the werewolf ever looked at his own ass and transformed on accident. Toned back muscles presented themselves before the vampire, concealing a cave between them. Ira could already smell the reeking odor of Damao’s asshole drifting towards him, the scent causing him to gag. “Gotta make this quick!” The vampire rushes forward while prepping his container, looking at a large drop of sweat trailing down his roommate’s left asscheek. He removes the lid of the jar and moves the fluid inside before sealing the jar as quickly as he unsealed it. “Vacuum!” Ira quickly grabs his vacuum and begins to suck up the foul odor of the werewolf’s hole. He empties it into the jar and sighs. “Phew. Nothing bad happened this time.”

Damao had started to feel a bit cold in his current position and rolled over. Ira heard the shifting of the mattress before he turned around to see the falling form of the giant. “No no no no no n- “He is quickly trapped between Damao’s thick globes, the muscles squeezing him as the werewolf inhales and exhales. As the muscles continue to press into Ira, he noticed by the increasing heat that they were dragging him closer to the werewolf’s anal passage. He had no idea how to escape as Damao’s ass was directly on the mattress and the skin was too thick to worm his way under.

Ira is soon pushed all the way inside of Damao’s asshole, the acrid odor burning his nose so bad he thought it would catch fire. He felt his body land on the greasy skin of the passage, the vampire using all his strength to have his hands push down so he could keep his face from hitting the flesh. Even when he fell, he sent all his energy to his neck to keep it lifted just above the grime beneath him. “’I won’t fall this far! I won’t!’”

Ira eventually manages to regain his strength but that didn’t do much for him seeing as there was nothing to stand on with the world sideways. “’I need to get him to move but how…? Oh no!’” Ira suddenly remembers the time Damao got an ice cube stuck up his butt and it made him roll around like a barrel down a slope. “’Oh no no no no…’” Ira knew what he had to do, and he had never wanted to not do something more than right now. However, he knew that if he was getting out of this situation, there was only one real choice. He lets out his tongue and presses it against the dirty flesh, immediately regretting his decision as the most vile taste he had ever experienced in his entire life met his tastebuds. Tears streaked down his face in a moment that the vampire would never forget.

“Huh?!” Damao jerked awake, feeling something in his asshole. He shoves his fingers up his ass quickly and felt something in there. The thick fingers smacked Ira in their struggle to grab him, the vampire feeling his body bruise slightly. “’I hate that dumb dog…’”

Damao brings whatever he felt in his ass to his face and his eyes lit up. “I-Ira?!” Ira broke into a panic, sweat coursing down his face as he tried to think of an excuse. “W-what? I-I’m not Ira silly!” Damao brings the tiny vampire closer to his face, looking at him from different angles. “But you look just like him. Also, how do you know who I’m talking about?” Ira feels his skin turn cold. “Ah ha! Well, this is awkward. You see, I’m…’Shit! Think of something to trick him! It can be anything, just think dammit! Wait, the jars, that’s it!’” “You are…?” the werewolf asks, his eyes turning sharp with suspicion. “I’m the scent collector!” “Scent collector?” Damao tilts his head. “Yes! I go around collecting the smells of people to help others in need by using them to make medicine! I know everyone so obviously I knew Ira.” Damao’s expression had eased but he still seemed quite confused. “But you look so similar. Why is that?” “Ha ha ha! That’s because after I collect, my face slowly starts to look like the person who’s scent I took. Not long after I finish with you, my face will start to transform again!” “Oh… That makes sense!” Ira smirks but inside he was frustrated. “’No, it doesn’t you idiot!’”

“I thought I felt something on my body earlier. Was that you?” Ira nods nervously. “Oh… But why didn’t you just wake me up? I could have helped you!” Ira scratches the back of his head anxiously. “W-well you see, it’s kind of against the rules for you to see me. I could get in trouble if my boss finds out about this.” “Oh! I’m sorry! Please forgive me! I didn’t mean to find you!” Ira grins. “’This is too easy. Maybe I can use him to make this go faster. I only have four items left and with his help I won’t have to crawl everywhere.’ Aha! Don’t worry about it. I’ll just get an earful and a slap on the wrist!” Damao breathes a sigh of relief. “But, since I have your attention, I could really use your help. You see, it’s hard climbing over a big guy like yourself and fitting into all those nooks and crannies. Do you think you can help me a little?” Damao nods. “Yes, anything you need! I’ll make it up to you sir!” Ira holds back laughter as his smile widens. “Great. Now, the first thing I need you to do is bring me to your armpit!” “Okay sir!”

Damao raises his arm and brings Ira to his armpit and starts rubbing him against it. “Are you getting my scent Mr. collector?” Ira gags on the gray hairs and sweat that fill his mouth. The smell of Damao’s odor made him extremely dizzy as the werewolf moved him around quickly, encasing him in his scent.

Damao pulls Ira away from his armpit and sniffs him. “There! You smell like my armpit now!” Ira’s vision spins until he shakes his head violently. “No, that’s not it! I put your sweat in jars then I put your scent in a jar idiot!” Damao bows his head in apology once more. “Please forgive me! I didn’t know!” The vampire slaps himself in the face as Damao returns him to his pit. Ira quickly fulfils his task, and the werewolf brings him back to his face. “Okay, what now?” Ira recalls the last things on the list he had to acquire, the two being the most rewarding. “I just need two things. One is the musk of your cock and two is your cum!” Damao blushes slightly at the mention of semen. “M-my cum?” Ira nods. “That’s right! Your cum!” The werewolf had a bashful look on his face, showing signs of nervousness. “O-okay sir. If that’s what you need, I’ll help you get it!”

Damao sits up and spreads his legs before setting Ira down on the mattress before his balls. Ira looks up at the thick and squishy cock before him surrounded by thick gray pubic hairs. He felt his own cock hardening in both respect to the greater one before him and arousal.

“Uh, hey Mr. collector. Are you going to get my musk, or do you want me to cum first?” Damao’s words snap Ira from his trance as he remembers his task. “O-oh, yes! Just a moment!” Ira whips out his portable vacuum cleaner and begins to suck up some of Damao’s musk. He could smell the strong masculine aroma in the air, the scent arousing him further. Once the smell was in the vacuum cleaner, Ira quickly traps it inside of a jar and puts away the items. “Okay Damao, it’s time to cum!” The werewolf blushes and slowly moves a shaky hand down to his cock. “I-I’m a little nervous. I don’t usually do this in front of others. C-could you help me?” Ira’s face flushed red at the request. Part of him was embarrassed to be doing this, but the rest of him was screaming with joy. “S-sure! I don’t see why not.”

Ira walks up to Damao’s manhood and presses a hand against the tip. He is hit by the great warmth of the organ that quickly jolts up in response to his