Mons From Above

By: Vito Talford

It has been months now since Vito achieved his new shape-shifting form, and his very first Digimon Form at that. Being a Leomon was fun while it lasted. Justin, having a WarGreymon Form himself, played around with his new friend, giving him all the Macro-Loving satisfaction prior to giving the Wolfdog a Digimon Form, albeit unintentionally.

Testing out his Leomon Form, it was an all-new experience for Vito. Needless to say, the Wolfdog-turned-Leomon was more into stepping on everyone and everything than eating them. It really depended on which shape-shifting from he was in, but never more vore and less stomp. Being born with large stompers had its advantages.

So, for most of the times in several worlds in the Furry Multiverse, Vito continued to step on every populated place he could find, bringing a deep, yet sufficient smile to his heart. And as usual, some people enjoy his rampages, while the rest, not so much. Still, there were boundaries in each world that he was never to violate. In some worlds, he's never allowed to revive and reconstruct anything, since not everyone take kindly to revival and reconstruction.

Once he finished exercising his Leomon body, and ending all life on another planet, he crushed the tiny speck between white, gray-soled treads, obliterating it instantly. Snapping his fingers, he revived the said planet and all of its inhabitants. Only half of the population retained their memories and thanked the Jupiter-sized Leomon for the fun time. He couldn't help but smile modestly. He gently stepped on the whole planet in the form of a hug, pressing it firmly before "walking" to the next universe, leaving his mark (literally) on the world, when half of it said farewell to him for now.

***

Meanwhile in the Digital World, Justin, in his WarGreymon Form, was going through a number of portals, searching for which world to rampage on next. Pondering while on the mountain, something caught his eye. He recognized one such world, a world that he came across during his first meeting with Vito- Anima.

That was one world he hadn't thought about causing chaos upon before. Intrigued, it was the first in-between multiversed universe he planned to wreak havoc on. Seeing all of the familiar places on the planet, it would be like taking a trip down memory lane. All the buildings to topple, all the lives to snuff out- stamp, devour, or otherwise; and lots of craters to create with each step and pound.

"Oooo," said Justin, standing on his feet with anticipation. "This is going to be fun."

THOOM! THOOM! The Giant WarGreymon walked all the way down, heading for the portal to Anima. Most of its residents were in for a big (no pun intended) surprise.

***

The first stop was Manhattan. It felt like it was only yesterday that he was stamping out and eating citizens of the same city, and silencing police or military that sought to stop his destructive plot. Ironically, some of the residents in Anima were used to Macros of any height causing all the pandemonium in their homeworld.

Little did he know, he noticed a Lion at the height of 1,500', in his blue sweatpants and purple shoulder pad and treading on few of the civilians, growling in pleasurable bliss. That Lion Justin encountered was none other than Marcus Leon, Vito's childhood friend and a big-time Macro enthusiast.

Curious, and rubbing his chin with his index finger, the black and cyan WarGreymon walked right over to the Giant Lion, obviously stepping on several citizens, vehicles, and even the trees of Central Park (despite being his intention from the get-go). While the Marcus was trampling the Plaza Hotel, Justin cleared his throat, "Ahem!"

Black ears perking up, the stomp-loving Lion turned around and peered down, stunned at the sight of a live Digimon. Well, Digimon-Formed Creature, in technicality. Turned all the way, and bending down for a closer look, he asked, "Hiya. Who are you?"

Blinking and blushing, Justin rubbed the back of his head and answered, "Well, I'm...Justin."

"Nice to meet you, Justin," the Giant Lion shrunk to 200', making the conversation easier to do. "I'm Marcus. Whacha doin' here?"

"Well, uh..."

Glancing behind the WarGreymon, surprised before smiling at him, he said, "Ah, now I see. You're here to rampage my home, am I right?"

Blinking, Justin asked, "What gave you that idea?"

Smirking, Marcus answered with his arms crossed, "I know a chaos-bringer when I see one. I can see it in your eyes."

"You like to step on stuff, too?"

Placing his arm around Justin's shoulders, albeit gently, he and the Lion walked to the other side of the trampled park, and Marcus said, "I'll tell you all about it outside the city. Don't want to get too crowded."

"Oh?" the black and cyan WarGreymon asked. "Why not walk on everything on the way?"

"Trust me, that's the least of my worries right now. Just try not to get on my dad and father's bad side from all the devastation. They don't like messes left on populated places during break times."

"Oh."

***

At the other universe within the Furry Universe, Leomon-Vito slowly stepped on another populated city from heel to toe, savoring the pleasure and moment before twisting his foot and pressing it down for the finishing touch. Breathing in and breathing out with a satisfying sigh, the Giant Leomon proceeded to another populated city, intentionally stepping on trees, creatures of all species, few mountains, and dozens of vehicles. He roared gently, but arousingly. Each step he took were like bubble wrap after taken out of packages.

Above the planet's surface, Vito noticed a flock of birds, heading for the south for the winter. Grinning, he opened his jaws and CHOMP! The Leomon-Formed Wolfdog chewed them like pieces of candy. Enjoying the taste, GULP! He swallowed the remains before slamming his mouth on a passing airplane. The pilots and the passengers never knew what hit them until they met their impending fates in the belly of the beast.

"Tasty morsels," he said, licking his lips before spotting another populated city at the other side of the mountain. "Another pest city to exterminate."

Stomping on over, and smiling from crunching a camp underfoot before grinding the remains for good measure, Vito planted his stomper on the mountain as if it was an ant hill. Before approaching his next prey, his ears twitched, his mental senses throbbed. Rising his head, he thought, Huh? I thought I sensed something. Something approaching Anima. I'll go check it out later. Right now, he grinned mischievously and wagging his Leomon tail excitedly, I'm going to put these Humans out of their misery!

A majority of the Humans within the city couldn't help but stare at the slowly-lowering foot of the massive Leomon. The rest just shrieked and panicked, running around like a couple of banshees. Everything around them went dark, and ended with the sound of CRUNCH! SPLAT!

***

Later at Anima, outside of New York City, Marcus told Justin about his first time being exposed to Macrophilia, starting from his childhood all the way to his teenage years. That was before he found out about Daniel's (Marcus's birth father) undercover position prior to David's redemption from misguidance. The Lion, being a fan of Digimon, had a huge crush on Leomon, but was not big on his idol being killed-off a lot.

"Yeah, I know what you mean," said Justin, gazing at the island city. "Lucky for you, we have a friend who can become a Leomon, and never get killed-off."

Gawking, the ecstatic Lion responded, "Really?"

Nodded, the black and cyan WarGreymon answered, "We had a blast in another world the other month."

Grinning and stamping his stompers, Marcus exclaimed, "This, I gotta see!"

Chuckling with his eyes closed, Justin said, "I'm sure you will," he looked around, opening his eyes. "Where is Vito anyway?"

Calming down, the Kaiju Actor answered, "Oh! Well, last I checked, he was doing another round of population stomping in another dimension. He'll be back by this evening, give or take."

Smirking, Justin said, "In that case, want to wreck the city while we wait?"

Grinning, Marcus answered, "I don't see why not! Let's go!"

***

Another city stomped, more mountains, vehicles, and tree crushed, and more bird and planes devoured, Vito was done with the planet. As usual, he grew big enough to sandwich the sphere of devastation and pulverized it to oblivion. His work over and done, it was time for him to go back to Anima.

"Whoops!" he said, smiling cleverly. "Almost forgot!" He snapped his fingers, and the planet and its inhabitants were restored to the way it was before. He continued, "Next time, I'm going to eat planets."

He "walked" across the Cosmos to the east, not minding his Leomon stompers smooshing populated planets, temporarily flat before turning round again. No harm done. Though some of the planets and their inhabitants were not pleased with the entertained cosmic giant "obliviously" walking on them. Stars ended up reformed after each step. And after hundreds of steps from the Furry Multiverse back to the Multi-Huedonaverse, Vito returned to Anima.

***

Central Park, trampled by the duo. The Empire State Building, used as a baseball bat by Marcus, with Justin using the Statue of Liberty's head as a baseball (hopefully, it didn't hit France, or Germany, but amusement was the Lion and the WarGreymon's idea anyway). The ice rink at the Rockefeller Center, reduced to a lake by Justin. The One Tower, crumbled by the whack of Marcus's behind.

Everything was right with the two new friends. Until, THOOM! Vito, being at the height of Mt. Everest, caused a massive earthquake on all sides of the island city. Both of the rampaging giants fell on their bums, car horns went off in all the vehicles, and few more buildings collapsed from a devastating tremor. Curious, Vito noticed that his childhood friend's home was already taking quite a punch, figuratively and literally.

Bending down, and smiling at the two, he said in a low, yet gentle tone from the point of view of the remaining citizens, "I see you two met one another."

Chuckling, the black and cyan WarGreymon stood back up and answered, "We sure did."

Marcus didn't say anything. He was too busy staring at his childhood friend's Leomon Form, blushing and getting hard. Amused, Vito closed his eyes and said, "Hehe, I knew you'd love it, Marc," he opened his eyes and caught sight of the Lion's growing bulge. "And looks like you need help getting it out of your system," he rolled his eyes to Justin. "You're free to rampage the rest of the city if you want."

"You sure you don't need to me to help him out, too?" he asked.

"Nah," he glanced back at the astonished Lion. "I'll handle it from here."

"Alright, but next time, I get dibs."

Cackling, the mountain-sized Leomon said, "Fair enough."

Vito scooped up Marcus and held him at the palm of his hand, stepping on the north side of the city in the process. A bit annoyed at first, Justin, shaking his head and smiling humorously with his eyes closed, he was willing to let that slide. After all, the New York City he arrived to was Vito and Marcus's New York City.

***

Vito and Marcus made to the Big Indian Wilderness, enough space for the Leomon-Formed Wolfdog and his former boyfriend's private time. Eager like a cub, the Lion laid down on the trees, awaiting his childhood friend to step on him with his Leomon feet. Smiling warmly, Giant Leomon gently placed his tread on him, but halfway.

Knowing how much he crushed on his favorite Digimon, the Leomon-Formed Wolfdog had his heel on the Lion's covered genitalia. He proceeded to rub it softly, yet nicely. Marcus moaned in pure bliss, receiving a full hard-on before breathing in and out with each rub. He was already falling in love with Vito all over again.

"Mm," murmured the aroused Lion. "Now, that's a beautiful job right here."

Vito couldn't help but chuckle amusingly, responding while rubbing his brother-in-law's family jewels under his soft, white, furry heel more, "Very good. That's why I love you, Marc."

"And I y--"

Before he could finish his statement, the Lion made a pre-leak in his boxers and sweatpants. Clearly, with a bashful smile on his snout, he enjoyed it. Smiling back, Vito grew Marcus to the same height at him, giving him a proper footjob after placing his other foot on his leaked bulge. Murmuring and moaning in pleasurable delight, the submissive feline embraced his role, feeling his throbbing penis getting close to reaching its limit.

"So warm," said Vito, rubbing the Lion's family jewels with his left big toe. "So comfortable," he stroked the bulge between his toes after standing up. "Sooo in love."

Gently toppling the hard-on as if it was Empire State Building, and pressing the entire genitalia like a button, Vito gave Marcus the fresh squeeze. ROAR! SPLOOSH! The job was done, and the Lion creamed big time. Growling sexily, the Leomon-Formed Wolfdog lifted his foot and stomped the load hard on the ground. Standing back up, Marcus embraced him and vice versa, kissing passionately and in gratitude.

"What do we do know?" Marcus asked exhaustedly. "Should we join back up with Justin?"

"Nah. Let him have his fun for a while," Vito answered, smirking. "Until then, want me to warm your sweet spot while we recuperate?"

He nodded, kissing him once more before cleaning off his boxers and sweatpants in the Biscuit Brook, hanging them on the trees to dry. They both at to shrink back down to 100' before that happened. When they did, they both laid down on the ground. True to his word, Vito crossed his Leomon feet on Marcus's genitals, despite the latter's recovery time. Still, it was nice for both of them to switch roles again. How the Lion missed being dominated by the Leomon-Formed Wolfdog, albeit on rare occasion.

***

After thirty to forty minutes of stomping citizens, vehicles, and small buildings, eating people-filled vehicles and people from inside buildings, Justin met his usual challenge- the police and military tag team (a common conflict in the Kaiju World). He kicked more of the tanks shooting at him like soccer balls, sending them flying into the Atlantic Ocean alongside the military soldiers and police officers. He stamped out the said soldiers and officers as if they were packets of condiments. Picking up either two police cars, military jeeps, or the mixture of both types, he sandwiched them together.

Few more remained, and one of the jeep drivers called the base, requesting reinforcements. And the jets swooped in out of nowhere, surprising the black and cyan WarGreymon. Smirking as they flew at him head-on, he thought, Too easy.

Using his clawed gauntlets, he swatted three to four jets like flies in the field. Two of them, in a state of panic, collided, blown to oblivion before the pilots had a chance to eject. Three more that tried were either devoured alive, or pulverized underfoot. With two more jets left, and giving them no time to react, Justin snapped his jaws upon them, eating them like jelly-filled candy.

The army of two forces eradicated, he leapt in the air flying higher and higher, finishing the job with an attack- Terra Force. Spreading his arms high in the air and wide, Justin threw the energy sphere, causing collateral damage upon impact. New York City was nothing but a huge crater. Unbeknownst to him, Ariav and Ylva HQ laid beneath what was left the metropolitan island. Any deeper than that, and he'd be attracting the wrong attention.

Sighing in victorious satisfaction, the Giant WarGreymon said, "Another city bites to dust," he turned to the west. "Now, let's see if Vito and Marcus are done."

He few to the direction of their location. Didn't want to have too much fun without him. As he left, two figures watched from the distance, furious at the devastation. Justin was in for a big surprise.

***

Arriving at the bois' spot (no pun intended), his eyes widened at the sight of an unexpected twist of events. It was not the relaxing Vito laying his Leomon feet on the sleeping Marcus's genitals. That, he found cute and arousing. What stunned him was that the latter became a Leomon as well. Appearance-wise, he was at the same height as Leomon Vito, but his fur was gold, his ankle fur, mane, tip of the tail, and tip of the ears were red, his eyes remained gold, black claws, and his X star-shaped scar stayed on his left breast. His outfit disappeared and reformed on him, all dried up and ready to go.

Justin chuckled silently before gently stepping on the second Giant Leomon's face, pressing it to wake him up. Groaning after his face was free, Marcus yawned and stretched his arms, unintentionally getting a boner under Vito's heel. Opening his eyes, puzzled with his head tilting a little to the right, he asked, "Am I dreaming, or have I changed my appearance?"

"You're definitely not dreaming, Marcus," Justin responded amusingly, getting his and Vito's attention. "You're a Leomon."

Blinking dumbfoundedly, Marcus exclaimed, "I'm a Leomon?!"

Smiling and uncrossing his Leomon stompers before affectionately rubbing his brother-in-law's bulge, Vito responded, "Yep, you are. Welcome to the club."

Breathing heavily, Marcus was getting another round of footpaw-loving. But it was interrupted by the sound of Justin's...

"Ahem!" he cleared his throat. "You two can fool around later. In the meantime," he smirked, "wanna rampage on the rest of the world?"

Shocked, Vito and Marcus glanced at each other, smirking as well. They nodded and turned to him, exclaiming in unison, "Yes!"

"Two Digimon is good, but three is better!" said Marcus, having his crotch released, allowing him to stand back up.

Standing back up as well, Vito said, "I couldn't agree more. Now," he turned to Justin, "we should go in three directions before meeting up back here for the finishing touch. Justin, you head to the west," he looked at the Leomon-Formed Lion, "Marcus, you head to the south," he pointed at himself, "and I'll head to the east."

Thumbs up, Marcus and Justin said in unison, "Sounds good to me!"

***

In all three directions of the planet, and at the height of 500,000', three Digimon proceeded to finish the task at hand. Or foot, in their case. But before they did, Vito, Marcus, and Justin, put an end to any military base at any part of the world. All the soldiers, commanding officers, and more never stood a chance against the might of their stompers. Immune to open fire, barely a tickle. Impossible to escape. A single step leading to immediate pulverization, with nothing but pools of blood with clothes stained within soil, vehicles flattened, and buildings of any kind reduced to either rubble or nothing.

Westward, Justin dealt with the north part of the United States of America, as well as the west part of it from Washington to California, taking care of Hawaii before arriving to the east portion of Asia. Marcus, relieved and happy, snuffed out most of America's southern part (Florida included), all of Mexico, and all of South America; not bothering with Antarctica as it was considered unpopulated, making his way to Africa, starting with the south region. Vito, surprised to see the two making it to the other side after the first hour, stamped out Iceland, Greenland, Ireland, Britain, Scotland, Wales, and a majority of Europe.

"This is incredible!" Marcus shouted, stomping Tanzania and dozens of other places before crushing Egypt.

"Yes, it is!" said Vito, grinding Turkey before jump stomping the Middle East.

"Now that we've taken care of most of the world," said Justin, slowly stepping on India and the rest of China from heel to toe, savoring the moment as he twisted his foot on the remains, "let's meet back at America."

The two Leomons nodded, and the gold Leomon stroll stomped northward, while the white Leomon stomped passed the black and cyan WarGreymon, flattening what they have missed. Thanks to the world being military-free, the three Giga Mega Giants were free to bring an a-paw-calypic conclusion. With Alaska and Canada obliterated, Marcus met up with the two. Lifting their feet, and wiggling their toes with mischievous grins on their faces, Colorado; being the last populated place standing, met its end by the soles of two Leomons and a WarGreymon. Grinding, pressing, their rampage was complete.

Giving each other high-fives, they roared victoriously. Marcus said, rising his fists and bringing them down ecstatically, "That was awesome!"

"Hell, yeah!" said Vito, clasping his hands. "Now, allow me to restore everything back to the way it was."

"You got it!"

"And then we'll do it again?" Justin asked.

"At another time, yes," said the Leomon-Formed Wolfdog, shrinking to 100' alongside the other two. "For now, all this rampaging it tiring me out."

"Same here," said Marcus, shifting back into his Lion Form, smiling. "On the bright side, I got to be a shape-shifter today."

"Indeed," Vito turned back into a Wolfdog, using his resurrection and reconstruction powers to restore everything. "At least we haven't gotten into trouble."

"Is that so?" said a booming voice, startling the three before they looked up.

Towering over them, and at the height of 1,000,000', there were a familiar Lion and a Stag. The former had yellow fur with a red mane and red tip of the tail, gold eyes, and in his black business suit with a white dress shirt underneath and a brown tie. The latter had brown eyes, grey-brown body hair due to autumn, white tip on his snout near his black nose, ten-rack antlers, a scar on his right cheek, neck-length black hair, and in his Tyrian purple business suit with a crimson dress shirt underneath and a wine-red tie.

The Lion was Daniel Leon (Marcus's father), and the Stag were Thomas Alberic-Leon (Daniel's husband via polygamous marriage and Marcus's co-father). Both of them had their arms crossed. Vito, rubbing the back of his head nervously with a chuckle, said, "We can explain."

"No need, Vito," said Daniel. "We know you and my son were having fun, along with your new friend."

Rolling his eyes to Justin, Thomas said, "The one thing that irked us was his attack almost came close to blowing up HQ."

"Hey, it was just Terra Force," Justin responded, feeling offended.

"Even so, if you want to finish the job the New York City in this world, stomp it. Don't blow it up. It's already happened before. Don't ever let that happen again."

"But if you want to obliterate a site with that attack," said Daniel, pointing at Florida, "try that state next time, you nincompoop."

"Ooooh, okay," he chuckled embarrassingly. "I'll remember that next time."

Hopefully, they'll be a next time. If Justin was to rampage Anima, he would need to respect its laws, and the defenders' boundaries, such as an underground headquarters. Awkward as it was, he and his two friends had their laugh. But be careful not to cross Daniel Leon and Thomas Alberic-Leon, fellow Macros, or the two will do more than just scold you. They might take "pressing" matters, if you know what I mean.

The End?