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Crisis of Chris the CanineBy Darkmaster03 for

Bahamut6sic6Feb 13, 2014 10:38amIt wasn't scientifically possible. Something this massive

could not exist, thought the humans. So much muscle, so large, this creature

should have collapsed in on itself. All their theories stated that the square

cube law was accurate. Then, what kept this creature alive? Science had to

know?He didn't know it yet, but this rampaging monster was going

to usher in a new era of scientific knowledge. This large Dalmatian, suddenly

appeared out of nowhere, two weeks ago. It was all a big blur, one moment

everyone was busily going about their daily lives, the next, utter chaos. The

earth shook violently in a rhythmic pounding, people were unable to stand, much

less flee to safety.This mammoth beast was casually walking along the city

streets. It, or should I say he, was dressed in a white t-shirt, with blue

shorts, stretching down to mid-thigh. If one could even call those pillars

thighs, they were absolutely incredible, with every mammoth stride, they tensed,

as the Dalmatian's godly weight pressed on to them. Their size dwarfing every

building in the suburbs, and just barely outsizing the width of the smaller

structures furthest from the city limits.The mass of humanity was trying desperately to flee from the

chiseled beast, whose tight form could be seen, even as the tons of fabric,

which it wore as a shirt, pressed up against his chest. The giant dog wasn't

looking down at all, being more fascinated with his reflection on the glass of

many of the taller buildings. What the people inside saw, was horrific. The

innocent face staring in, with his black and white ears flopping casually up

and falling down, as his maw pressed in for a closer look. Many of the workers couldn't believe their eyes at what they

were witnessing. As the giant face came closer and closer to the windows, most

in the offices, behind the mirror they thought was one way, pressed their tiny

little forms against the glass. Others were standing up straight, next to the

massive canine teeth on the other-side, "Take my picture! Take my picture."

Said one office worker.Chris pressed his cold wet nose up against the glass,

touching the brittle surface. He retorted slightly as cracks formed where he

had pressed. The building itself started to gently wobble at the seemingly

light touch. The giant canine's large ears picked up terrified screams from

inside. The instinctual sounds of humans screaming, made his tail wag with

excitement, not even thinking that they were screaming for their dear lives.

Catastrophe ensued as the flagrant wagging tail hit the side of the neighboring

building, it bashed through the cement and concrete exterior, smacking into the

buildings fragile offices and cubicles. A wall of wind equivalent to a

mini-hurricane was created as the appendage wagged, shattering the windows on

the other side of the building, along with sending many flying across and out.The funny thing about panicking in a crowded space,

especially one such as a building, is that while many try and run down through

the stairwell, and out through the doors. The whole lot doesn't realize that

when the giant Dalmatian has his paws pressed up against the entrance. No force

in the world, including that, of a hundred tiny bodies pressing against them,

is going to force those doors open. Luckily a handful of people went the

opposite way from the rest, up to the roof.The building was only a little bit taller than Chris, though

that didn't stop the many humans from staring down at him, from the roof. If

you've ever seen one of those guys, the ones with the stress ball permanently

glued to their hand, squeezing intently. Then you know what's about to happen

next, or maybe you don't. But it happened nonetheless, of all the tiny

insignificant specs to keep his enormous blue eyes on, the Dalmatian chose the

guy with the ball. The stressed out panicked son of a bitch who wasn't even

aware of his predicament. Until the Dalmatian jumped in place, and snapped his

maw, his massive paws hitting the pavement with such force, that the lower

level of the building's exterior glass was blown inside. Those people, that

wave of humanity, attempting to flee, was forced back landing heavily onto

their rumps. Mammoth fingers clutched onto the roof, as the behemoth

tried again to vault its massive form onto the structure. Toes the size of

cars, penetrated through the skyscraper's lower floor, as the canine attempted

to gain a firm footing, his sheer weight was too much for the floor to handle,

as it separated and came down as debris, sending clouds of dust over those

already knocked down on the floor below. The entire structure waxed and waned,

as Chris attempted a third and final time to climb and grab the ball from the man's

hand with his jaws, who was staring out the side, looking down, with terror in

his eyes.Arms straining, and thighs tensing, the display was

magnificent to behold. The dog used his house sized feet to push himself up,

crushing floor after floor as the structures face was torn away, Chris' legs

worked smoothly and quickly, to get that boost he needed before each floor was

brutally torn away. His death was extremely swift, one moment he was looking

down at the monster, the next he was gone, as that ungodly muzzle, followed by

all the tonnage that was the Dalmatian swung past everyone on the roof. No one

has ever seen anything like it before, something that heavy and that big

climbing on top of a structure never meant to support him.Chris landed heavily on the roof of the box-like structure,

his weight caused the entire building to buckle, wiping the three lowest floors

off of the registry and into the ground. The hundreds of people on their backs

and covered with debris, were smeared into the façade as the tonnage of

Dalmatian and building crashed onto their bodies.Just as quickly, as he landed on the roof, the canine leaped

off, into the next section of the city. The building falling to rubble in the

process. The entire scene was akin to some wild internet parkour video, until

the landing. Chris brought his feet down onto the pavement, thinking his weight

would make up for hundreds of people getting crushed into a slippery, bloody

mess under paw. The massive dog slipped on the bodies, creating two large paw

prints in the crowd, those that survived, were the unlucky ones, as Chris fell sideways

onto the four lane road, flattening thousands under him, most suffered a quick

death, others were still alive, as they painfully lost an arm or leg under

thousands of pounds of muscular Dalmatian.The titan sat up onto his rump, completely unfazed from the

fall. His big blue eyes, looked over his brand new white shirt, now dirty and

stained with thousands of bodies. As Chris stood up, he eyed for a water source

to wash off with, although it was a pretty far walk, he didn't want to leave

the city behind just yet. With that came a thought, since he was going to wash

off anyway, he might as well get really dirty. Chris removed his shirt, his

body glistened in the sun like a god, with a sleek build, muscles toned to

perfection. The canine, even though massive in size was rather shy at first,

but now with his first romp through the city solidified, he decided to try to

have a bit more fun. He nervously stepped out of his blue shorts, and flung

them over a very tall skyscraper, so he wouldn't forget. A mammoth canine penis

was starting to peek up from his sheath, with all that excitement from before,

came certain other urges.Now resembling a living pillar of pure muscle, the humans

from every building eyed that magnificent form as it walked past. With his

shirt still in hand, he fastened it into a makeshift knapsack. Chris followed

the thousands of humans attempting to flee from his tread, once he was close

enough, the shirt was used to scoop up thousands of humans, proceeding to lift

them up and take them along. He grabbed his shorts, and headed to the lake he

saw in the distance.Chris' mammoth penis had fully revealed itself by the time

he reached the lakeside. Finding a nice quiet grassy area, he sat down and

stretched his powerful legs. While holding the top of his t-shirt knapsack closed

between two fingers, he carefully picked out one human, closest to the top.

Though many hands were there to be grabbed, this one was going to be his little

helper for the moment.They were all scared of him at first, but he knew how to win

them over. Just dangle them in front of your canid face, and give them a couple

of soft licks while wagging your tail. It truly was a brilliant tactic, he did

this two more times, and put the three humans in between his legs. They eagerly

began rubbing themselves against the now fully erect cock. It felt so good,

those tiny hands, but he wanted more. He eagerly brought the remainder of his

catch, opening the end, those inside were met with the sight of a giant dog

penis, entering into the struggling fray. Meanwhile the three humans, which

Chris had turned to his side, had moved behind to caress his knot, as thousands

were caressing his tip, some even being pushed by their fellows into Chris'

urethra.ARWOOOOOOOOOO!Dizziness enveloped the canine, as thousands of tiny hands

were working in tandem, stroking every inch, even those inside. These feelings

of extreme pleasure were intense, not just thinking about, but actually feeling

something moving, caressing, and struggling deep inside his penis, a place he

normally couldn't even dream of reaching through conventional means. Chris

bared his teeth, and let forth a vicious growl as he came. His load shot forth

like a cannon, pushing the bodies of those trapped deep within, out with such

force, that their bodies weren't even recognizable. The human who had been

swallowed legs first, and was deeper in, than any of them, had been blown apart,

like an overfilled water balloon, by the sheer volume of cum entering into his

rectum at once.After the monster had his fun, even the three worshipping

his magnificent knot had been smeared to paste. Dalmatian casually got up, and

walked into the lake, cum filled shirt in hand, and proceeded to clean off the

residue. Chris raised his head, sniffing the air, his canine nose picked up the

smell of barbecue meat, which was absolutely intoxicating. But, where was this

divine aroma coming from? His nose was leading him toward the other side of the

lake. It looked like a mirage from here, but Chris saw what looked like tall

buildings in the distance. Making his way into the water, the canine started to

tread water, swimming like a two-thousand pound frog, his feet working in

unison, three massive and broad toes, each tipped with a black claw pushing

through the water, his cupped hands pushing back tons of water with every

stroke.Humans have this inquisitive nature about them, the need to

know, as some would call it. This is what prompted the science team to build

one of the greatest scientific laboratories known on earth. Situated right next

to a lake, it was used to test all manner of things. Being equipped with the

latest in holographic technology, the entire facility was designed to be able

to handle any test, the scientists could throw at it.The Dalmatian rose from the water like a spotted monolith,

perfectly lean physique, each step leaving massive, deep prints into the sand

as it walked closer to his destination. Upon entering this new city, his skin

started to tingle and his senses were overwhelmed, this was a very strange

place. The giant dog's ears lowered, as he inquisitively inspected the various

structures, his face had the cute façade of curiosity, mixed in with skepticism,

they were empty. Raising his nose into the air, he smelled nothing interesting

so he decided to walk through and leave it behind.The science team was scrambling frantically, underneath the

city. "Alright everyone, let's get the weight test up first, then the strength

test, I want to see how strong this creature really is?" said the man in a

white coat. "Can we get a footprint sample as well? I've never seen any dog

without pads under his toes, or heel" added another scientist.As Chris made his way through the seemingly empty and

deserted city, his foot came down on something which felt like wet cement, he

ignored it and just continued forward leaving a trail of massive, three-toed,

almost rectangular in shape prints; a soft black pad, on the ball of his foot

the only indication of species. Continuing forward, as he entered another empty

city block, he noticed that there was a swarm of people, just across running

from him. He ran and leaped in a glorious arch over their heads, coming down

with an earthquake in front of them, knocking their tiny bodies to the ground,

some managed to get up and started to run the other way, as Chris' heavy paws

landed on the rest, he didn't feel any crunch though, in fact, he raised his

paw and only saw the outline of his imprint in the empty street. Where the hell

was, he? These people weren't even real. He was being played with, toyed around

with like some kind of science experiment! Chris' face changed from an expression of innocence into

something terrifying, as he bared his teeth in a ferocious display of anger.

His massive foot came down hard onto one of the knee high structures, he

pressed his entire weight onto it, causing it to buckle and squish into a heap

of concrete, as his weight crushed it down into the ground. He smashed through

building after building, as he headed out of this bizarre city, when he was

suddenly stopped by something, looking down he saw that his feet were encased

in some kind of rope web, he lifted his foot in place, his thigh's and shin's

rippling with strength. As he lifted one foot, the other pressed inward

contorting the earth he was standing on, so vast was Chris' strength that he

actually pressed his foot through the ground and into the lab itself causing

the scientists to abort and flee.What were otherwise four soft and delicate fingers, became

unstoppable tools for destruction, as the massive canine, lifted his foot free

from the binding. Each finger was tipped with a black claw which drove through

the street and into the underground facility. Chris got a firm grip on the

pavement and tensed his arms in a magnificent display of strength, as he lifted

an entire section of road up from the ground, revealing corridors, tunnels, and

sleeping quarters. His expression changed into a devilish grin as he proceeded

to plow through the underlying earth.A sudden flash hit his shoulder, Chris looked up with fire

in his eyes. Another one barely missed, as he saw something sticking out of the

lake. The Dalmatian witnessed the black silhouette in the lake launching three

missiles into the air, all coming down onto his general vicinity. Chris' eyes

narrowed, as he began his sprint towards the lake, his feet kicking up debris

and concrete, every impact furrowing up the earth in three toe-shaped mounds

around his heavy prints. He entered the water, and fished out the black missile

launcher, strong hands grabbed it, his fingers getting a tight grip. The

submarine attempted to flee, but was dragged backwards, up and out onto the

sandy shore.BOOM!This thing was four times bigger than a bus. But the giant

dog had to try and see if he could take it. The human crew in a frantic frenzy,

attempted to open the hatch to flee, but a giant white thumb pushed the

deserters back, as two massive fingers squeezed the port hole shut. The entire

submarine lurched as it was pivoted onto its end and the massive dog lowered

his pucker onto the smooth oval shaped tip. "Full back! Full back!" yelled the

captain, as his crew looked at him as if he had gone crazy. Suddenly the entire

submarine lurched up. After having inserted the front half of it up his ass,

Chris decided to go for a swim, with the help of his new toy. Entering the

water, he felt his tail hole clamp down hard on the metal intruder as the

engines were set to full back. The crew was in full blown panic as people were

running this way and that, some were getting knocked off their feet. The member

in control of the engines had deserted his post as well, hastily knocking the

leaver into the forward position, this caused the engines the push the entire

sub through the water at maximum speed.WHOA! Chris' eyes widened.The sensation was intense as the submarine, no longer in

full reverse, started to plow up into the tight anus. Strong muscles clenched

tight on the submarine, as the tip parted the pink flesh of Chris' bowels.

Moving ever deeper, the sensation caused the giant Dalmatian to shake

uncontrollably, as the vibration of the propeller continued to massage him. The

mega canine lay down with half his immense body in the water, his chin pressing

heavily into the sandy shoreline. Chris' large black nose perfectly aligned with

the tallest skyscraper as he felt the sloshing froth of each wave envelope him

all the way up to his chest, before dragging his fur back down towards the

lake. The water massaging him on all sides was heavenly, his tail began wagging,

from side to side in merry strokes, unabiding each waves impact.With eyes pinched shut, the submarine was pushing closer and

closer to his prostate. Chris whined in desperation, teeth clenching in a

losing fight. The pleasure causing the behemoths jaws to part, unleashing an

explosive roar of sound waves, in an instant the calm sandy beach looked like a

war zone. The blast of hot breath tore through everything, leaving a circular

twist in the earth as it travelled.The immense dog had sent a hurricane towards that "toy city"

which those scientists had used to tease him with. Surrounding winds ripped

apart the closest structures, causing their debris to be blown skyward and scatter

in all directions. Anything dead center was instantly flattened.The submarine was all the way in him now, there was no way

to get it out. The vibration continued, as Chris tried to get up, shaking with indescribable

pleasure. The canidae monster's dog-like penis was continuously pumping out

white milky semen, every step a shiver. Feeling metal crunch beneath his toe, large eyes followed a

string of white erupting outward in a more forceful spasm, landing heavily on

the roof of a vehicle causing the glass to shatter. The weight pressing the

metal inward as it slowly crept through the sunroof. Coating the exits, wheels

and most of the road in viscous sticky cum. Chris watched in fascination as the

little creatures struggled in panic, up until the blue truck was enveloped

entirely.Following the exodus of humanity, desperate to flee onto the

neighboring city. The road ahead was littered in a congested colorful array of

tiny dots. Chris placed a paw on either side of the highway. Still erect, and

still endlessly dripping down viscous strings of liquid onto the vehicles

below, he began to walk forward....the next city he spied, was just up the horizon.