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Completely mindless growth and destruction. I wrote this to let off some steam, after a very bad day. It helped a lot, that's for sure. I dont think it helped the citizens of the unnamed city much, though. ;)
I'd had it. That's all there was to it: I was pressed beyond my breaking point. The exact reasons behind why I got so angry are a little fuzzy, but I remember it being a long string of insults, jerks, and just general unfairness for a long time. I hadn't meant for it to happen, but there's no point in trying to change the past.
The whole episode started when I finally lost control, letting out a loud, powerful, angry roar like I never had before. For all the logic I normally try to use, I became little more than rage personified in that moment. Before I had any thought at all, I had soared to 60 feet in height; my scales had shifted to a fiery orange-red. I could already feel a few humans that had gotten caught under by feet as I grew, sending every thought but pity though my mind.
People were practically nothing to me, and I was still growing. 62-feet, 63... I felt a rush of power as I took a step forward. The feeling of my growing mass moving so easily was incredible. Then I slowly lowered my foot, down on nearly a dozen weak humans, trapping them beneath it. I hated humans, and the feeling of them flattening, crushed into a stain beneath my foot, was satisfying in more ways than one.
I mrrred with pleasure as I felt those first few beneath me, showing me how much power I had over them. This was a first, and I wanted to be sure I enjoyed it. I wept my 100-foot-long tail around, knocking over a few buildings. Taking another step, more were crushed underpaw,; the survivors started to feel in terror of me. "Can't take the pressure?" I bellowed, chuckling to myself.
More I grew, to 70 feet, my steps growing larger, claiming more beneath my foot each moment. t was a warm, soft feeling, the sound of bones breaking sounded almost like a symphony, accompanied by the shrieks of terror and wailing of emergency vehicles. I brought a foot down atop a police cruiser, starting to measure my steps carefully, then twisted my foot to grind it into the pavement with a screech. I looked for another crowd to begin to chase, needing only a few steps to catch up to them.
With a chuckle, I brought my foot down slowly on the defenseless, useless things, feeling them join the ones I'd crushed before. I twisted my foot over them this time, feeling them reduced to a mere paste. I walked slowly, deliberately down the street, crushing more with each step. "Run!" I mocked, "You'll never escape me!" There was no use for them; they were little more than insects to me now.
I passed 80 feet, leaving small craters with my footprints. The few police officers that arrived to dare defy me began to run away with the rest of the mass of humanity below me. For all my growing, I was growing hungry as well. I leaned over and grabbed several of them, tossing them into my muzzle and swallowing them whole. It was a better fate than they deserved, but I needed to eat more than I cared about what happened to them.
To 85 feet I grew, still eating my meal. I chuckled as I felt their useless struggles as I lifted them off the ground; they wiggled until they landed in my stomach. All were screaming in primeval terror, terrified of me and the rage I unleashed on them and their city. I had taken their indignities for long enough, and I intended to repay the favor in this one afternoon.
Once full, I returned to walking down the street, taking my time. I could feel each person compress beneath the ever-increasing weight of my paws, the concrete giving way to me. I began to use my tail to destroy buildings as well, leaving a mounting pile of rubble in my wake. This was relieving, in more ways than one.
A stirring within my sheath caused me to mrrr pleasurably. Feeling these weak creatures attempt to resist me was more arousing than I thought it would be. Getting an idea, I grabbed another handful of humans and tucked them into my sheath, shivering as they wiggled inside it. I continued walking, still feeling the humans struggle underfoot and against my arousal.
It wasn't long before my cock began to come out of my sheath, hanging out over the humans below. Thinking for a moment, I sat down with my legs outstretched, trapping a part of the crowd between me and a building. I took a few of them into my paw and rubbed them 'gently' against my length, causing the remaining humans below to silence in disbelief of the sight. I leaned back against another building, my now 120-foot tall form nearly leveling it. I didn't even need to press the humans against my length; there were so many of them, they couldn't get away from it as my legs penned them in.
The feeling of them against me quickly brought my cock to its full length of 20 feet, and still I grew, slowly. I rubbed myself, mrrring, now holding several of the puny humans within my paw to please myself . My first spurt of pre nearly drowned a few who happened to be near my cocktip, as they flailed weakly in the puddle it left.
These creatures were worth nothing to me now, except for pleasure. I slowly moved forward, reducing the size of the humans' pen, forcing more around my length. Their frantic squirming only added to my pleasure.
Not used to such a feeling, I came quickly, my seed drowning most of those I had captured. The few that remained, I allowed to live, to warn others of my presence. All the destruction was causing me to grow tired. I walked to the outskirts of town, leveling several more city blocks along the way. Once I was far enough outside the city that I doubted anyone would follow, I laid down. For all the power my 160-foot-tall body possessed, the power to resist sleep was not available to me...
When I awoke, I had reverted to my usual size of 2 inches tall. Yawning, I looked behind me, towards the city, and froze. I was both terrified of the destruction I had caused, and relieved that I had shown what I really thought of humanity. Strangely, I smiled, then left the area completely. I had a feeling that, one day, this could happen again. And, if ever it did, I knew I was going to enjoy it.
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Written in 20 minutes each, the attack and revenge stories were an improptu set of trades with Shiveneve. They're very short and not nearly as polished as our other stories, but have a certain raw appeal to them. They are posted here exactly as they were originally written, several years ago.
Altair roared out hir rage to the skies. Rare was the moment shi was in such a mood, but hir scales nearly radiated the red of hir anger, almost as if the growls coming from hir muzzle weren't enough to show that shi was not in the best of spirits. Shi shot up in size to nearly 3000 feet tall, and looked down at the ground below hir.
Below was a silver herm, not unlike hirself, though non-anthro. However, the silver was just 2400 feet long from head-to-tailtip. and Altair knew that shi had control. Shi pounced on the silver and dug hir claws into the neck of the smaller dragoness, the squeaking that it mde in protest of being handled so roughly just being music to Altair's rage-driven mind.
Shi half-threw the dragoness to the ground, then layed down atop hir, rubbing against hir. "So, you have something to say about me?" shi growled, digging hir talons further into the siv'ers throat, but not so far to kill the creature, just leaving htee weakre herm very uncomfrotable. "Then I'll give you a good reason to feel that way..."
with a roar that nearly shook the ground that shi stood on, shi pulled one paw away from the silver's throast and slied across hir c hest, lewaving long talon-markes in it, the claws comging back with blood on them. "You liek that?!" shi growled, amost screaming in mad-rage, slashing the silver twice more before his placed the paw back at hir throat, threatening to strangle hir with the hold. "No? Then how about this?"
No sooner than shi said that than shi thrust into the opther herm, hir cock almost impaling the smaller dragoness. Shi was rough as shi possible could be thrusting hard and deep, watsing no time in hir attack. As shi thrust, shi squeezed tighter around the silver's throat, barely leaving enough room to let hir breathe, the other dragoness being forced to take on Altair's length, whether shi liked it or not.
Altair continued to move hard into the herm, then slowly moved one paw over the dragoness's form and rubbed it against hir maleslit, while the other paw still held tight, just short of asphyxiating the silver herm. Shi placed a cclaw into the herm's maleslit and roughly jabbed it against hir length, rendering it useless to anyone. Shi grinned evilly, hir scales still a powerful red as shi moved into the dragoness, hir growls growing louder, deeper... until shi climaxed.
As shi finished, Altair grabbed the silver tightly by the throat, forcing the smaller dragoness to stay still, with no chance of escape. The silver was panting for air, but Altair barely was tired, and not quite finished. "I can't have you going anywhere and telling what I've done, not that you deserve the chance to ever give eanother such a hard time..." shi growled, and bit down hardon the silver's neck. Shi let hir teeth tdig deep into the other herm, slocing through the throat rather cleanly, and ending the silver's sufferin.
Altair looked down for a moment to consider waht shi'd done, and chuckled coldly. Shi also couldn't leave any evidence of what shi'd done behind. Taking a moment shi grew to six miles in height and casually crushed what was left of the silver underpaw, grinding it out like a tiny fire that needed to be tended to. Satified that the drasgoness would not be bothering hir again, Altair took off, leaving the crushed form behind.
