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There was big, and then there was huge. Even huge would be dwarfed by gigantic and that still would pale in comparison to something truly mountainous. But none of those could describe Tyler. Huge and gigantic would have been microscopic to him. Even mountainous would have been at best a small lump less than a single one of his toes. There wasn’t even a word to properly describe the unfathomable scale of the purple dragon. Sure, you could put numbers to it scientifically but to try and truly comprehend that size in practice without experiencing it firsthand was near enough to drive some people insane. And yet to the living landmass of a dragon that had once barely met the height requirements to ride amusement park rides it was almost like he wasn’t big at all.

To Tyler, there was hardly anything to even compare against that put his scale in context. Even the gray splotches across the landscape at his feet that he knew were cities were little help in properly quantifying his size. He knew that there must be skyscrapers dozens if not hundreds of feet tall in some of them. Yet even those were so insignificant at his size that he couldn’t even differentiate them from other buildings. It would be like trying to pick out which grains of sand had a second or third grain piled on it and which was a single one. Cities, grassland, forests, even mountain ranges weren’t environments or landscapes to him anymore. At best they were textures his fingers and toes could just barely detect when stepping on or touching them. It made him feel disconnected from the world below. It made him feel alien. But more than anything else it made Tyler feel POWERFUL.

His muzzle was split into a constant open-mouth grin that showed off the teeth lining his mouth that each was over a mile in length all on their own. Every panted breath that blew from his mouth actually altered the surrounding weather patterns. The sharp influx of hot air mixed with the drastically increased humidity his breaths caused sent storms and gale-force winds whipping about far beyond his physical reach. Entire banks of clouds so thick as to block out the sun were effortlessly blasted away by each breath like the concussive force of a nuclear explosion was blasting through them. And that wasn’t even taking into account the more extreme effects the simple act of him breathing while looking down caused for the landscape directly in front of him. Gale force winds became full on hurricanes that uprooted trees and ripped houses from their foundations.

At over two hundred miles in height even the simple act of Tyler breathing was a natural disaster. Every time he shifted his weight or adjusted his stance the ground for dozens of miles in every direction was subjected to earthquakes so intense that the people below were lucky if they ever were below a five on the Richter scale. When Tyler took a step the ground didn’t just shake it literally broke apart. If he stepped somewhere the crust was too thin he would actually break through and massive torrents of molten magma would bubble up from beneath the earth’s crust; even that unable to so much as singe the flesh of someone as impossibly gigantic as Tyler.

Just watching the chaos down below from the simple act of him existing was enough to get Tyler more turned on than he ever had been before in his life. His erection, which alone could outsize most mountain ranges in both length, width, and height, throbbed with such force in the sky that it created sonic booms inaudible to it’s owner but deafening to anyone within miles of him. But what really got to him was the pre.

He stared down between his legs, one hand unable to resist squeezing the base of his shaft to pleasure himself, and watched the little droplets of the clear liquid drip from the underside of his cock-head almost rhythmically. They were little droplets to him, but for those below they may as well have been the end times. Even Tyler at his absurd height could see the ‘drop’ of pre smashing into the ground below with the force of a meteor impact. The ground actually cratered in where it hit while the surrounding land was washed away by what must have been a tidal wave of pre to them. Each leak of his sexual fluids created a new small lake or expanded an existing one into an ever-increasing new landmark.

Tyler licked hungrily over his lips as he watched the destruction down below. Some part of him knew that this was utter chaos for the people that must be down there. He couldn’t even imagine the kind of devastation they were experiencing from their perspective. That part of his mind tried to tell him he should find a way to minimize causing more damage. But all he managed was to start stroking more liberally along the length of the ebony spire of cock flesh jutting from his hips. The monstrous male organ he sported was still huge from Tyler’s perspective at a relative nine inches. But realistically it was literally miles upon miles of throbbing, rock hard dick that could quite literally fuck a hole in the ground. Those concerns about the people and land below were so difficult to take heed of when he struggled to even conceive of the landscape around him as the same world he had always lived in. And when he tried to think of the people down there all it did was further feed his lust thinking about how every single person in the world, effectively all of which had once loomed head and shoulders taller than him, were now so pathetically, maddeningly insignificant compared to him that he couldn’t even tell they were there.

The longer and faster he stroked himself the more pre dribbled forth to fall to the ground below. What once would have impressed a partner with his virility now was flooding the landscape and creating new rivers radiating the masculine musk that was Tyler’s scent mixed with raw sex. Soon the living cataclysm of a dragon crashed down onto his knees with such force that the entire northern portion of the state he currently stood upon was utterly obliterated from a mix of earthquakes too powerful to even properly measure and a concussive shockwave of displaced air. Neither of which registered to Tyler beyond the feeling of utter strength and superiority having the landscape failing to withstand such simple actions as kneeling from him. Moments later the southern portion of the state above suffered the same fate as Tyler leaned forward and propped himself up on three of his four limbs. The fourth was still busy jerking himself off.

Now down on all fours, minus one occupied hand, his body blocked out the sun for over a hundred miles of land beneath him. For the few people that had wound up in the few areas that survived their blue sky was replaced by a wall of purple that was Tyler’s torso. The sound of his pre-slick hand sliding back and forth along his gigantic cock deafened any below him with the thunderous squelching sound it created. The deep, rumbling growls of lust and need coming from Tyler’s throat only added to the painful chorus of sounds. His voice was too impossibly deep and loud for anyone else to have any chance of understanding anything he tried to say but no one needed to hear words to understand the expression of Tyler’s face as he built towards release. When the feelings of power and superiority the likes of which Tyler never even imagined were possible became too much, when he simply could not hold himself back any longer, the dragon turned living cataclysm, the dragon who could find no better word to describe himself save one Tyler finally reached the purpose of his self-pleasure. That was when a God came.

It wasn’t just a downpour or a flood for the people below; it was a full-blown tsunami. Billions upon billions of gallons of sticky white seed across the landscape and washed nearly everything in it’s path away. The first shot of his release actually exploded forth with such force that it gouged a furrow in the landscape of the country below like a divot created by an impossibly massive golf club. Flood after flood of his seed spilled out across the countryside; his borderline unnaturally large loads magnified a million times over to flood entire states beneath him. Those that weren’t simply washed away still found the landscape soaked with something far thicker and muskier than water until nearly the entirety of four separate states were little more than a quagmire swap of overwhelming, lust-craze inducing musk. Entire cities, those that survived, devolved into uncontrolled orgies from the powerful musk of the dragon amplified to impossible degrees by his scale, overwhelmed their bodies with a desperate craving to do nothing more than fuck until they physically couldn’t anymore.

When he finally came down from his afterglow the titanic apocalypse that was Tyler rolled back onto his ass without a care for how much land was crushed under his sky-filling ass. His chest heaved powerfully as he struggled to catch his breath after what had to be the single most intense orgasm of his life. As if somehow his body knew that he was just about recovered it picked that moment to start tingling in an intense, now very familiar way. Somehow, his grin grew even wider as he saw the faint green tint over his vision as his body began to glow once again.

“If you’re still down there, Sun, you might wanna hurry. Not gonna be much longer till I can use this entire planet as a fuck toy…”