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Operation: Sunbeam

Part 2

Sneak Peek

In the wake of Clover’s apotheosis, many a government agencies yielded to his wrath. Entire continents had bent the knee to the massive death claw drake as he effortlessly grew. Resources and man power were being redirected to the amusement and pleasure of the growing deity. Though the massive beast hadn’t travailed far from the grounds of his apotheosis that was now a shrine to his greatness, his influence had spread wide and far, even so much that it was now reaching the ire of the wealthy and ruling class. Many a billionaire had prostrated themselves before the beast, shoveling money at him, hoping to push him away or curry favor, but Clover had no use for money. That was the power of lesser beings, the tool of the weak over the strong. He threw the money in stadiums and burned it, his third eye blasting the arenas to dust with the men inside. He then stomped the ashes into the bedrock and ate their family’s whole. He put a bounty out for any and all of the people associated with the men who tried to suppress his work, and ate them one at a time, consuming them and adding their size and abilities to his mounting greatness.

All, except one.

Dark smog clouded the area, the industrial smoke stacks chugging away and stained black from their exhaust. The complex was wide and large, massive tankers driving in and out all hours of the day to keep the generators burning at max capacity. The nearby towns were reporting that the air quality was so low that they were under threat of becoming inhabitable, and yet the stacks relentlessly burned. It was like the vents of hell itself were billowing out smoke and embers, the amount of burning fuels blocking out the sky and banishing the light in a toxic cloud that sapped the lives of the surrounding cities.

“Still not enough,” Zack, the massive man snarled, his cigar snapping in half as he clenched his fist, the embers harmlessly sizzling on his scales. The executive looked like a thick drake, but he was a decedent of a Kaiju. His black croc skin was covered in natural armor, his back spines rolled down his back and tail, his tailored suit having slits for the little triangles to poke out. The executive’s suit was fit to bursting, his pecks and arms massive slabs of powerful meat, but it was his legs and gut that were truly magnificent. Those powerful thighs left no room beneath him, his massive muscle gut pushed out past his pecs and gargled with his most recent meal. His dick snaked down his pant leg and drenched his knee in pre.

Zack was strutting across a catwalk, the bridge large enough for even him to walk comfortably, but still shook with his considerable bulk. Beneath him men and women tirelessly shoveled coal into furnaces, the glowing embers and soot staining them back and smudging them with smog. At other stations, massive tubes were exchanged when those tanks ran out of oil to burn, several men taking away one large tanker tube and replacing it with another before letting the premium sludge flow into a machine that roared to life.

“Foreman!” Zack shouted at a man on the catwalk.

A badger with a hard hat on was scribbling something on a clipboard when Zack’s voice snapped him into a rigid line. He turned and faced the massive executive. The badger was a six foot specimen of a man, but he looked almost like a child compared to the eight foot beast.

“Yes sir?”

“Production is too slow, double it again,” Zack snarled.

“But…sir. We’re outputting more energy than any city grid could ever manage. We can’t put out more even if we wanted too.”

Zack didn’t need to hear anymore and gripped the badger by his scruff and threw him over the edge into a furnace, his screams simply another loud noise in the echo chamber of burning heat.

“He’s lucky I had already ate,” Zack rumbled, his shoes creaking as he continued down the catwalk. The executive continued on his way and came into a room where he was greeted by various furs in pristine white lab coats. A white rat came scurrying up to him.

“Sir, I’m sorry, but we haven’t been able to perfect the beam yet.”

“I know, we’re going onto phase two anyway.” Zack rumbled. The room paused, all looking at him.

“But sir, we’ve only just managed to gather enough energy for one blast. We don’t even know if it’ll work without more power.”

“And that little Clover shit is getting bigger by the damn day!” Zack roared. “I’m not going to sit by and let that little fucker live another day without knowing who fucking owns him!”

“Sir, please, we can’t. It might very well kill you. It only works at a tenth the potency that the original Sunbeam project had. With the current projections, you’d grow maybe a foot, if that. And if it stops before you can fully heal, you’d be in between evolutionary states. Your very DNA could rip itself apart—”

Zack gripped the mouse by his neck, lifted him up, and snarled in his face.

“Turn it on now, or I’ll end you and everyone else in the room.”

The executive dropped the mouse, the little creature coughing as Zack stepped over him, cracking his back and making him squeak in pain.

“Anyone else want to try and convince me not to go through with it?”

The room was silent.

“Then get back to work and do your fucking job,” Zack rumbled before going into the mirror chamber and slamming the door behind him. He walked into the center where a large lens was beneath a clear sheet of plexiglass, the beam primed and ready to shoot right at the Kaiju.

“Firing project Sunbeam 2.0 in three…two…”

“One,” Zack grinned darkly as the machine beneath him started to whirl and wine, soaking up the reserves of power from his various plants. All that work and practically slave labor was drunk up by that machine before a blue beam the thickness of a pencil shot up. It seared through Zack’s suite and hit his skin.

“Holy shit!” Zack gasped, falling down to one knee.

“Are you okay sir?” The mouse squeaked over the intercom.

“I…it feels…amazing,” Zack rumbled, his body already jostling with power, his muscles flexing and rippling beneath his suit. It started with a pleasure shooting directly into his prostate and causing his cock to go rigid. That thick slab of meat that had raped and fucked dozens of bastards into the world sprung to attention faster than ever before. That energy bled up his spine, tingling out into his bones. The triangles on his back grew, slicing out further from his suit and forking off into triple spines.

“Fuck, more!” Zack snarled as the pleasure rolled through his bones, the structure of his skeleton lurching upwards as he quickly lurched to ten feet, then twelve! His suit started splitting at the seams, riding up his enormous belly and legs. The threads popped and ripped, tearing violently as Zack continued to climb up rapidly. Zack knew the reports from the previous beam, that Clover grew slowly, but Zack’s ancestors weren’t little skinks that needed their DNA rewritten back to the stone age, no, he was a Kaiju, and he could feel his cells, his muscle, his skin, even his fat, boiling with his supercharged DNA.

Zack’s shoes burst open, his massive feet growing wider, the claws on his five toes extending further out and becoming more vicious, the angles becoming sharper as they swelled and grew with size and power. The veins on his body throbbed against his skin, pulsing angrily against his flesh as he pulled his arms up into a double bicep pose. Instantly his sleeves tore from his biceps, the threads practically popping off and burning away as each bicep crested higher and higher with each passing moment. Those peaks massive and attempting to fill the space between his shoulder and skull.

“YES! It’s mine! It feels amazing! And it’s all mine!” Zack rumbled.

“Sir, we’re almost done with the quarter of the stored power. We’re supplementing it with the current stuff that’s coming in, but we might want to stop or we’ll overflow the grid.”

“Fuck the grid! Redirect all power to Sunbeam! NOW!”

The cities around the smog all flickered, their lights diming before blinking out one at a time, all that power surging back to the plant as it was soaked up by that machine. Even at its reduced potency, it was working magnitudes better on Zack, the beast simply better than Clover, his DNA more susceptible to its augmentation.

The beam beneath Zack widened to the thickness of coper pipping and it burned deep into Zack’s form.

“YES!” Zack shouted, electricity popping around him, his chest shunting forward and tearing the buttons from his vest, his gut jostling out and crunching before lunging forward again, sagging lower. He kept pounding up higher and higher, his head growing more square, his brow thicker, blue spines forming eyebrows, his skull forming blue spines like the ones that rolled down his back. Thick tusk like fangs grew out of his bottom jaw as his eyes glowed an electric blue.

Then the pleasure pooled into his nuts.

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