Leaving the city (macro)
MY GOD IM PUTTING SOMTHING HERE!
just a story that i have been quietly playing about with while listening to the radio. adult due to the contect. contaning macro violence, paws, crushing, watersports, and musk that about sums it all up I think.
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"What do you want from me!" matt shouts out to the top of his lungs stumbling to get up once again as once again he is shoved back onto his back by a simple black furred finger looking up at the tormenting face of a older looking wolf. The small canine form of the mutt only standing a finger high compared to the wolf, finely managing to stand back up on the wooden surface of the table forced to be at level eye level with his tormentors clearly unwashed for a few days crotch, any attempt to escape swiftly blocked by a single palm looking from left to right for some escape route. The palm leaving into the heavens once again as Matt takes a few steps back looking up at the towering form ahead of him. Eyes going wide as suddenly he is shoved forward by a wall of hand cupped in behind his back, matt's little brown furred paws to skidding along the slick surface of the wood as he is forced directly towards the huge, stinking, hot black furred sheath between the two legs by the single hand behind him, lifting his arms up ahead of him with a scream just before he impacts the soft wall.
Over the last few minutes people on the street have stopped their daily routines to watch the semi-detached house seemingly explode outwards as the brown furred walls of body replaces where the house used to be. The sleeping giant clearly having quite a restless sleep as arms frail about and smash into the ground with most just on looking with disbelief and snapping photos until one of the flailing limbs crash into the road, effortlessly crushing a small family car parked on the side of the road some onlookers after that starting to call the police or still watch on. Quickly sitting up with his hands over his maw muffling a shout waking from his dream in a hot sweat, swiftly after that dropping into the position he was laying in holding his head to nurse his throbbing head ache. "oww my fucking skull"
"I didn't go to sleep in a field" the canine suddenly realises sitting back up also noticing he is also completely naked, quickly darting his hands down to cover up his crotch, looking from left to right only seeing what looks exactly like a model village, the length of a single paw as tall as a house. Moving about hearing crunching and snapping seeing rubble under his behind and turning around to see more of the model houses seemingly for miles around. looking to the floor he gives a slight tilt of his head seeing tiny model furs looking directly back to him lining the road as if watching. Leaning in a little bit and clearly seeing them move backwards as a result.
"OH-MY-FUCKING-GOD!" matt screams out in one long sentence, scrambling backwards on his ass grabbing at his knees sitting in his back garden, the onlookers getting hit by a wall of hot humid breath as they are screamed towards "IM HUGE!" again he shouts much to the discomfort of the furs on the ground as their ears ring and car and house alarms are set off by the rattling. Breathing deeply to his self his mind blank with a mix of emotions and a endless amount of questions. The sound of police sirens quickly becomes clear as a single car is sent out to the "prank call" the officers attending stopping suddenly both to in to much shock to think of reporting to dispatch as the huge dog's eyes fix on the car.
Quickly getting up with a little stumble as the ground under his paws sink downwards into the soft dirt, toes flexing downwards to keep balanced dirt pushing up slightly between the toes as a result. taking half a step forward leaving a perfect paw print, the two lone police still in their car suddenly realise the situation attempting to leave the area as a few chunks of dirt thump on the windscreen, the second police officer screaming at the driver to get out of the way faster as titanic paw makes contact on the top of the car, metal creaking and groaning as the roof caves in a little causing the windows to all shattering at once with the officers getting their own smells of the earthy smell from the titans paw. To the owner of that paw the slight crunching along with the cold feeling of the metal is a quite odd sensation flinching slightly as a result and causing the paw to slam down setting off a hum of screams from below as the crowd watches two of the cities protesters crushed in the blink of an eye.
Looking both ways into the city the huge mass of the Gersky takes off in a quick run along the road, having to take his steps ahead of each other as if on a tight rope to keep on the two lanes of road as each leap leaves massive prints in the once flat road surface, motorists having to swerve off the road to avoid being crushed under the tuck sized foot falls. Steaming past town and soon into a small village on the outskirts of town constantly looking down to try and avoid people, however some just cant move quickly enough and are faced with the impossibly big underside of the paw before being pounded flat. only a moment or two something catches the focus of the blue eyes, a small local shop just on the high street, the one where he happened to work.
Taking one more long stride in his run he stops mid leap to bring his self to a stop paws and toes digging their way into the solid ground slightly leaving furs around confused and concerned as the pounding stops, large clouds of dust drifting and blanketing the surrounding area.
Stopping for a moment giving a big sigh, as if in deep thinking before bursting out in a hearty laugh looking at the floor and giving a little flex of his toes feeling chunks of road seep between his toes. "what am I doing?" He asks to his self, looking up to the clear blue sky then behind his self up the long road back into the village centre, a large round visible fiantly under the blanket of dust "I fucking HATE this town anyway!" Spinning around on his heels kicking up dirt, path and road alike and sending it off in all directions.
Taking a single step forward back towards the shop and dropping onto his knees bouncing cars on their suspension and onlookers onto their asses. noticing the shutters still closed a quiet fake whine leaves his lips "aww to early?, let me open for you" and with that he sends a fist ploughing into the window of the shop giving a laugh at the small build up of dust, getting up once again leaving two knee prints in the ground. Now with both of his paws on either side of the shop he grins before balancing on one knee and kicking forward, sending a wall of toes and a mountain of fur covered paw behind them into the small brick structure instantaneously obliterating the small shop and sending parts into the air.
Now standing in the high street, one paw in the wreckage of his old workplace and the other resting on the cracked road surface, his smells spreading to furs dumb enough to still be watching as even that dominates them with its thick hanging smell, Matt high above looking down with his teeth slightly visible "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT!" he shouts lifting the paw from the shop with debris getting sent into the open area, lifting it over the largest available crowd and slamming it down as hard as possible, seemingly feeling every possible thing slowly despite it all happening seemingly all at once, firstly the touch of all the different sets of hands and heads, then the very slight resistance as all of the bodies are forced flat in to one flat screaming squirming mass, then a crushing as a warm moist sensation leaking between the thick toes and the cracking of the hard road under all that With a slight wiggle of his toes and a slight groan and smile "well good news, you little shits are good for something it seems at least" the giant moans the voice almost inaudibility loud to those closest only furs a few miles away able to get any real understanding of the booming.
By this point given this new destructive phase furs on the ground all shocked and panicking running off in large groups into any available buildings, Matt's mind now totally uncaring about the people he was once being careful not to harm as in his mind everything has the potential to be his entertainment. Looking about once again and deciding to move along he takes a single step into a row of houses kicking wreckage all over the surrounding area before stopping turning around and placing both of his paws on top of the large area of wrecked houses, enjoying the feeling the wreckage compacting feeling the frantic squirming and pulling at the long fur on his paw from furs trying to get away to escape "oh I should mark MY area" giving his shoulders a little roll to relax arms moving from his sides with one hand cupping his plump sheath with the other aiming the top of his cock down at the ground.
On the road following through the huge paw prints in the road with blue lights flashing ambulances, police and fire engines all making their way to the scene of the sudden and Unprovoked devastation. Arriving in the high street unable to get any closer due to the walls of abandoned vehicles. All eyes affixing
From up on high with the dog however this is a rather amusing sight, watching everything at first manages to stand up to the simple action of taking a piss until cars start to get washed away, houses start to cave. but most of all the sounds of screaming only getting louder as the torrent uses the roads to rush down, washing over and marking everything and everyone in the way. Including a rather rich yote who was stuck in one of the many of the traffic jams, chatting and moaning on his phone distracted, as the crowds of furs run past only taking notice when large splashes of water suddenly start hitting the car, slamming his phone down on the dash the cocky individual opens his window. the rank smell hitting his hose before the liquid enters the car pushing him to the side and seeping deep into his pelt. With this sudden and drastic turn in evens he fails to notice his expensive car now skids towards a drainage ditch.
Now feeling so much better the giant mutt gives a little shake of his now semi erect cock looking down over the village, watching with a huge grin as a particularly expensive car rolls into a ditch quickly to be submerged the hot yellow torrent."ahhh nothing like a good morning piss, hope your warm now MY toys because I'm out of here" Matt once again taunts making his fellow now tiny furs feel as owned as possible as he simply moves starts to move into the country side.
So as quickly as he arrived the monster leaves the sleepy village, padding back along the road he came from this time walking along the side of it with his left paw kicking into the seemingly endless row of houses, not batting a eye lid strides along sending parts of homes and their enclosed furs crashing into the next. And the right crashing into the now even more packed road cars with furs inside or just furs moving to slow to get out the way effortlessly crushed under paw. Both sensations providing a very entertaining walk even more so as he notices some of the furs and cars not being so "lucky" and getting wedged between two toes providing a the very nice sensation of squirming toe jam.
"you know what I love about this place?" reaching down mid walk and picking up a mini bus speeding down the other side of the road, "lots of buses" the passengers inside without doors to escape as they suddenly jolt backwards and upwards with the sound of metal creaking around them. Without a single work or pause the bus is lifted, matt grinning and he squeezes slightly feeling every window on the metal tin shatter. "I did forgot to put on any deodorant today" he says as if to taunt his trapped captive audience. The 6 furs inside clamber and push at each other the driver first to notice their new destination shocked to silence. As everything goes much darker and hotter, but most of all a hell of a lot more stinking as the the macros arm surrounds and traps the bus within his stinking arm pit.
And with that the mutt leaves the city for another day, after all you want to get a good plan together before wasting a chance to play with his town like that after all.