Gaulen Emerger
It was a cold July morning in the city. Fog covered the ground and gave the citizens of the thriving metropolis pause before leaving their heated buildings. Most decided that it was not worth risking the chill to move around. Little did they know that shortly they would have a different opinion.Â
Gaulen stood just outside the line of buildings, his tail waving idly behind him. He was a literal god. Standing hundreds of feet high, his ice blue fur disguising him from the population of the city in front of him. The thoughts of the events soon to come brought a smile to his equine face. For today he wore the guise of a horse, it was his favorite of all the forms he used and the creatures residing here would come to know it very very well.
His excitement grew as he anticipated his first actions to this city. He had not played in a long time and certainly not with any of these structured settlements. His heart beat in anticipation of what was coming. He licked his lips and took his first step into the city.
His first step crushed a highway covered in morning traffic, the sound of cruching reaching his delicate ears. The sound aroused him, and made him want more. He followed the road into town, deliberately stepping only on the road and only where there were masses of cars stopped to stare at his godly form. As he crunched his way further into the city, growing harder all the while, he began looking for something else that would please him.Â
His eyes lit up when he saw it, the perfect toy. Leaving his current path of destruction he moved through the city, creating his own path. Luckily for the people he moved through parks where few of the population were at this time. His enormous hooves destroyed the neatly mowed lawns and uprooting the perfectly lined trees. Gaulen felt none of those things, his mind focused on his goal. As he grew closer he began to pant in excitement, his member throbbing and dripping pre in anticipation of what was to come.Â
As he drew closer he began to pick up speed until he reached an all out run, his steps booming around and causing the nearby buildings to wobble and shake. The train he had glimpsed disappeared into the tunnel just before he could grasp it. The frustration he felt vocalized itself into a horrible roar that shattered windows for miles around.Â
Gaulen was about to start smashing and destroying indiscriminately, but suddenly a new idea came to him; a wicked and cruel idea. If they would try to escape from him into a tunnel... He ran beside the tracks as fast as he could destroying buildings and highways that got in his way, until he saw the other side of the tunnel.Â
He straddled the track at the end of the tunnel trying to decide his next action. Slowly an idea came to him followed by that cruel smile the people in the town knew so well. He turned his back to the tunnel, and moving his tail out of the way sat down leaning forward so his tail hole rested against the tunnel, while he waited.
The few people in the park near Gaulen were treated to a show that most didn't want to see, the massive horse placing his rear to the end of the tunnel to catch the train that got away. The train was not long in coming either, the only sign that they could see was the massive horse's simultaneous grunt and jerking forward. For those who were listening the sound of screeching metal could be heard from somewhere behind the horse.
Gaulen felt the train enter his sensitive hole. The speed at which it had been traveling rammed the entire first car into him. The rumbling of the engine gave a very pleasurable vibration inside him. His member had become rock hard and stiff at the feel. The pleasure he felt was unbelievable and he wanted, no needed more.Â
Standing up, he looked behind him to see the train contained 10 cars. He smiled and said, "Welcome to your new station, all aboard." He laughed at his joke and leaned forward placing his hands on the ground. Then deciding to show off a bit, he turned to let his rump face the city.Â
Gaulen began clenching around the train bring it into himself. Each one brings the engine closer and closer to the destination he had for it. The last car disappeared inside him with a low squelch as his hole closed around it. Sill he clenched until the engine was touching his prostate. That was almost too much to handle, almost. He screamed in frustration at being so close yet not able to make the push over he wanted so badly.
Standing again he turned to survey the city to find some more help. Seeing a large building not far away he moved toward it not able to walk properly for the pleasure flowing through him. He moved slowly his eyes focused on the new toy he would make his own. As he reached it he stopped to catch his balance before wrapping his arms around it and driving himself deep inside. The first thrust brought him close again, but still not putting him over. He withdrew and slammed himself into the structure again and again. Each thrust faster than the one before until his balls clenched and his seed began flowing through the building. The feeling of pleasure proved too much as he toppled backwards bringing the building with him. He lay there until his orgasm had faded and he reveled in the afterglow, glad that he had come and deciding his next course of action. He knew this place was going to serve as his toy box until it and its inhabitants were no more. The thought of him losing this great toy box was sad at first until the thought of the many others just like it that he had seen.