A Strange and Tiny Happening
#5 of Gifts
Evil Sprite, in his previous two-toed impish form, goes about a casual evening causing a bit of chaos and destruction without even noticing.
A Strange and Tiny Happening
By: Shalmendo
© 2015
For: Evil Sprite
What could only be described as a 'great rending of the heavens' awoke a group of people who had no clue where they were, or why they were all naked, save for the dogtags they had been given. None of them were given much time to think about this as they looked around and discovered that the environment had completely changed into a strange and eerie forest. Massive twisting trees arose from all directions into the sky, which was dark, possibly twilight. These strange blue forms were not like anything any of them would have described as trees but for lack of a better word that's what they thought of them as. The ground was strange, more trees, perhaps having fallen over at some point, covered the forest floor, leaving no real floor to be seen aside from the bluish twisting shapes. Further examination revealed that among the trees were giant boulders of unknown origin, but seemed to be rocks of some kind, but not like any they'd seen before. Aside from the rocks there were a good deal of strange flat shapes with ragged edges, of varying grays and dark coloration, which they couldn't identify either. Furthermore, there were gigantic masses of other trees, lighter in color, caught up with more boulders, twisting and balling around each other, but not rooted in the ground.
They looked around, shocked, not sure what had happened. The last they could recall, they had paid for a one-of-a-kind experience vacation, guaranteed to please and be remembered forever. They had been taken onto a cruise ship of extreme luxury and had all fallen asleep to the lulling waves and rocking the ocean presented on their way to...somewhere. They started finding each other in the low light, shouting and calling, gathering up in a relatively open area among the trees. There were many murmurs and questions being tossed about; Why were they naked? Where where they? What had happened? Nobody knew the answers and this only produced more questions. Finally, some of the braver ones decided to climb the trees and get a better view of the area, maybe they could find a clearing or something similar to get their bearings.
One of them, who's name is not important, climbed up the tree masses. It was easy because the trees seemed to be made of even smaller trees...maybe some kind of strange fiberous root system. This provided a good grip, but the nature of the trees also made it harder because he was forced to climb upwards in a manner following the twisting shape. He had to circle around as he climbed, and there were other trees colliding with the one he was climbing, forcing him to make several detours on his way. It was difficult in the low light to find an appropriate grip. Finally, after what must have been at least an hour, he found his way up to the top of the tree, which was very irregular and misshapen...not at all like a regular tree with leaves, and branches that spread out at the top. He suddenly realized he hadn't heard any life in this tree, or anywhere nearby. It was actually deadly quiet aside from the crowd of peopl below. Regardless, he climbed up onto the top and steadied himself as he peered out at the world beyond. But not much could be made out aside from the similar strangely cut-off tops of the other trees going for what seemed like miles and miles beyond. In the far distance...he thought he could make out some kind of shape. He studied it for awhile, deciding it looked like a kind of obelisk, having no other word with which to describe it. As he gazed out, studying the tops of the trees, he realized it must not only be incredibly far away, but judging by how the trees disappeared in the distance into a kind of fuzzy looking foliage, it was probably incredibly large as well. Probably the largest thing he had ever seen in his life, but he wasn't sure. The unusual trees made it hard to get any kind of judgement on distance or scaling of size, as they offered nothing that was familiar enough to him to know what size anything was, except himself, and the other people below.
He made a painstaking climb back down, praying he could find the group easily. He was quite fortunate because his arrival on the bottom, while not exactly where he had started his climb, was close enough he could whistle out sharply and hear a reply from somone else. He hastened to the group to report what he had found, finding he was one of the first to climb back down, of the several who had climbed up before. He told them what he had seen, the giant obelisk in the distance, how the strange trees bumped up against each other in an unusual random twisting fashion, and how he couldn't tell how far or big anything was due to a lack of familiar landmarks or objects. One lady suggested they had ended up in Africa. Another mused that they might be somewhere in the dark forests of the ancient Himalayas. Nobody knew where they were, obviously and some arguments began to break out over where people thought they had ended up. This arguing was cut short by another heaven-rending sound that they couldn't identify...the ground shook like several earthquakes happening at once, and the arguments were not only drowned out but canceled out by the fact they couldn't even stand up and talk to each other anymore in the first place. Everyone went tumbling and stumbling through the trees in random directions.
Everyone gasped as suddenly the sun appeared from nowhere high up in the heavens and illuminated the forest. Not much more could be seen, as they were all too busy bouncing around from the earthquake, but it quickly subsided and people started to get their bearings again, or try to. Now the arguments had turned into fearful cries of what could be going on. Was there an active volcano? Why had the sun suddenly appeared in the sky instead of rising gracefully? Were they kidnapped by aliens? Nobody knew the answers to these questions and they probably wouldn't be finding any. Their discussions were again cut short as the sun quickly dimmed out, causing everyone to look up into the sky. A massive light greyish shape was forming far above, too far to be seen clearly by anyone, and nobody had any telescopes or binoculars with which to gaze upon it. They stared...and saw that it was getting larger gradually. Was this some kind of joke? A prank? A hidden camera show? Had they ended up on some strange Japanese game show? Nobody knew, and that mass continued to approach. It took a few minutes but it became clearer to see eventually, not that it helped. Nobody could understand what they were seeing so far above the forest, that had cut the sun off, and was filling the entire sky...It was light greyish. A huge mass that was oblong, and split off into two smaller extensions on one side. It was somewhat rounded, but they couldn't tell since so much of it had already started to pass far out beyond their ability to see clearly, they could only focus on the part that was directly above. It continued to approach closer, and they could start to see more of the details it bore.
This strange shape looked almost like some kind of landscape one would see from a very far distance, and reminded some of something like the moon. It was pitted and had long winding valleys carved into it, like a series of rivers had gone wrong allover the surface. But why would it be coming DOWN if it was part of a landscape? Were they on some kind of land mass that was rising up to meet another in some parallel fashion? They literally had no clue. It approached closer, and everyone murmured, wondering what would happen when the two met. A scent could be picked up in the air...it was heavy like a garden of old plants, bearing some familiarity to it that nobody could place or identify. They just knew it was filling the air around them and wasn't exactly pleasant for most. A few were coughing a bit, while watching the sky above come down upon them. That sky could be seen more clearly, they could see dirt on it, like land, and giant boulders pitted into it, of varying colors and sizes. The valleys showed varying levels of dirt in their contents, along with more boulders, and they could also see new shapes. New shapes like giant curved pieces of something somewhat shiny but cracked and cut off in places like a car part that had been ripped off, they weren't sure. Some of them started to panic, running back and forth, without really knowing what was going on. Their panicking did little to change the situation as that mass approached. They all stopped as they heard something horrible, thousands of creaking sounds echoing around them like a symphony of impending doom. These creaking and cracking noises multiplied as the trees around them started to shudder and shake. The trees began to collapse in on the gathered crowd, surrounding them and leaning in against them, closing in and beginning to grind against each other with terrible rending sounds. Nobody knew what to do. They didn't need to worry for it very long as the trees continued collapsing and began to trap people under them. Boulders began raining down from above, probably from that sky they had been watching. The trees twisted together, slamming into each other like gigantic dominoes and started to do more then just capture people among the gaps in their 'branches'...among the din, crackling sounds could be made out, the crunching of bones..screams being cut short, and blood spewing out from between the tree branches. Lives were being ended, rapidly, as the entire forest collapsed under the weight of something too massive to describe adequately, and too large to stop. The trees collapsed down completely, crushing the life out of every single person who had been standing there among them, others got smashed by boulders and mountains of dirt raining down from the sky. Everyone had been ground into a paste, as the sun disappeared entirely and the forest settled into darkness.
Sprite had just come home from doing his usual Impish things, he opened his door, flipped the light on, and stepped right into the room like he'd done every day for many years. A typical casual and careless step onto the blue carpet which had occupied the floor of his room for years and years. Who knows what he had just come home from doing, the micros certainly would never know, or why he had been out in the first place. Regardless, Sprite entered his familiar room and made his way over to his desk, and plopped his rear down on the chair. He was momentarily distracted by a buzzing sound as he was seated, but dismissed it as he settled in. He felt something strange under his rear, like there was something under there but he just wiggled a little and it quickly went away. Dismissing it, he opened his laptop and woke it up, dragging the mouse over from where it was resting and opening up his D-mail...
A new group awakened, disturbed by the sudden turning of night into day. People opened their eyes and looked around at a strange new landscape they didn't recognize. What had happened to the luxury cruise ship they had fallen asleep on the previous night? Like the previous group, this group was naked, save for dog tags hanging on each of their necks. As they surveyed their new surroundings, they discovered a land made of what felt like a gigantic wooden floor. Something was wrong, however, as nobody had seen a piece of wood with grains this thick before, not even a redwood. They gathered together as they were inclined to do, discussing the strange environment. Far in the distance they could see that the surface suddenly dropped off at a flat angle, and were unsure of what might be past it. On one side two great pillars appeared to rise up to the sky, one at a corner each, into some massive structure that they couldn't see clearly in the distance above them. Their musing were cut short as the great wooden floor shuddered around them a few times, with no understandable reason. They were then distracted by a great shape moving in the distance, a darkish grey color, gliding towards them with a sinister grace. Before they realized what was going on, a shadow was cast across their strange wooden platform, and as they looked up they were met with a horrifying visage of a strange shape bearing a cleft of some kind in the middle, descending down upon them rapidly. Many screamed and began to run for the edges of the platform, seeking any kind of safety that they could from the mighty visage.
Their running was to no avail as they reached the edges of the cliff and were able to peer down at a fuzzy landscape below, with no way to escape down to it. Some of them were able to tell that the platform was supported by four large pillars, but that meant nothing as the mass descended upon the screaming humans, unfettered by their attempts to push back at it. The mass was covered by some kind of tight netting made of thick cables intertwined together into a huge wall of some kind. The cables were quite similar to those used to maintain suspension bridges, but this detail was lost on the screaming people who were about to be crushed underneath it helplessly. The huge cables descended, and many people fell beneath them, most were crushed into a thin paste, but a few managed to survive the onslaught of the strange shape, especially in the cleft where it receded. Those clung to the cables as best as they could, hoping to survive through this terror and find help, or a way to get back home. Several prayed to their relevant deities, but this meant little to the thing that had descended on them.
As things calmed, they began to feel some slight hope for their potential survival. This hope was short lived as, a few moments later, the mass shuddered and began shifting around them harshly. Many of them fell from the receded crack and ended up being crushed in the same manner that most of them had already been. The edges of the cleft suddenly collapsed together and with it, the gigantic cables making up the surface ground together and drove the helpless bodies between them, again crushing them into a paste. Only a handful of people survived, clinging for their lives, praying that they would be spared.
Sprite yawned softly as he settled in, clicking open a d-mail and reading it over. "ugh" he muttered, just another spam d-mail, this time for some ointment product for the barnacle bottom condition some of demons tended to pick up. He didn't care about this, and deleted it along with some other spam. He sat there for a moment, staring out the window, wondering about some plans for the next day. His attention was suddenly taken by a can of soda that had been sitting on the desk. He didn't remember it being there when he came in, but saw it was his favorite kind, so he grabbed it and popped the top open. Mamma Sprite may have put it there before he arrived and he hadn't noticed it until just now. Either way, he shouted out "Thanks mom!" right before taking a sip and enjoying the refreshing flavor of the convalescent bubbles that always pleasantly tickled his tongue. He carelessly swallowed the mouthful of flavor, then paused a moment as he realized it tasted better then usual this time. He smacked his lips together a couple of times then shrugged, figuring they might have come up with a new recipe. He wasn't complaining, it was good!
He casually sipped on the soda as he browsed the web, not giving the appearance of the can or it's extra special flavor a second thought.
Another group awakened, although it wasn't due to shudders, or a sudden sunrise...in this case they suddenly found themselves swimming in the ocean at night. Everyone's first thought was, "The ship sank!" followed by, "Where are the lifeboats? life vests? What's going on?" Everyone was swimming for their lives a suddenly as they had woken. Some of them weren't skilled with swimming and were thrashing around helplessly, unable to stay afloat. Their rapid thrashing created the oddest response in the ocean around them as it began to react around them, beginning to churn and shift of it's own volition, it seemed. Around them, the ocean rose and surrounded the thrashing swimmers, encompassing them in what could only be described as bubbles of sorts. They found themselves stunned, floating just above the surface of the ocean, but not having to swim anymore. Several others realized that the ocean had a flavor...not like saltwater, but it was sweet and nectary. People were shouting wildly when suddenly a heaven-rending sound descended from the skies and light shone in from one direction of the ocean. The light suddenly showed they were in not the ocean, but some kind of huge container. It shook around them, more bubbles forming, some popping, and many of the helpless people being tossed helplessly by the waves beating upon them, or being trapped in the bubbles themselves. After a few moments of this shaking, the container tilted and the contents began to rush out of the round opening. Everyone was suddenly happy for their freedom, but this quickly changed as the light darkened suddenly, and they got their first glimpse out of the hole. a dark grey wall was splitting before them and behind it were massive white rocks of unknown nature. The ocean they were in rushed out, right into those rocks, and past them, into some strange cavern behind them. Everyone was helplessly swept between, or smashed right against, those rocks.
Further behind the white rocks was a strange purpleish cavern with an even stranger floor. The floor was shifting and moving about, covered in a mass of strange bumps they couldn't identify. One of them, however, realized what was going on. He shouted out amongst the rushing sound of the liquid rushing around them, but it was impossible to be heard. He happened to be a physician, and realized, from his years of study, that those bumps were not just bumps, they were taste buds! He was completely shocked, they were being swallowed by some giant monster! He was a strong swimmer, but he couldn't fight against the current pouring down the beast's gaping maw twoards his throat. He was helplessly swept back, under what he realized was a uvula. He wasn't given time to consider the scale of the creature, as he had just reached the cliff at the back of the mouth and was rushed right off the edge of it and into the gaping throat which grabbed him on all sides. It was the strangest sensation, being squeezed by the peristaltic action he had seen so many times on pill cams and endoscopes, squeezing him in a rhythmic fashion. If it weren't for the horror of the situation, and the inevitable digestion he might have found himself enjoying the almost massage like quality of the trip. The walls were slick, covered in some mucus here and there, and there was nothing to grab onto. He knew the inevitable end and decided not to struggle against it. Afterall, there was no getting back out, not the way he came in. He knew this all too well and just sighed as he realized his life was coming to an end.
After a few minutes he experienced a sudden dropping sensation as he passed through the sphincter and landed in yet another pool of liquid. This time it was different, and started to tingle almost immediately upon his entrance. He knew what it was; stomach acids. He could hear others shouting and screaming, asking what was going on. He just shook his head, figuring it was better if they didn't know. Around them the stomach gurgled and began to shift, causing the stomach fluids to shift back and forth around them. They were gradually being digested. Everyone was tingling, and starting to go numb in their extremities. Many of them discovered they didn't have hands or feet anymore, that they were literally melting into the strange pool. The Doctor bade a farewell to his friends and family and succumbed to the inevitable digestion as he ceased to be a cohesive being any further, and became simply a pool of nutrients for the beast to ingest, and make a part of himself.
Sprite burped softly as he enjoyed the soda, settling back to stare at the laptop screen for awhile as he finished the beverage off, enjoying the unique flavor it offered. He looked the can over idly, finding it to be just the same regular can he had seen a hundred times. He shrugged and put it back on his desk with a satisfied smack of his lips.
After a short time, Sprite sighed, feeling a heat in his loins. He realized he was getting horny, and wasn't sure why. Regardless, he got up from his desk and headed over to his bed to relax and probably stroke himself for awhile. He was surprised, however, to find a black box on his bed, with a red ribbon and a tag. He blinked, maybe his mom had gotten him a gift? The packaging was unusual though. He picked it up and looked it over. It seemed to be made of some kind of semi-soft plastic, and didn't have any visible way to open it...no latches or panels. He lifted the tag up and read that is just said "For Sprite" in some kind of perfect handwriting that was probably machine printed. He finally noticed a button that was in the center of the red bow, probably holding it down, but it was pulsing, so was probably a push button to open the package. He shrugged and set it down on his bed again, pushing that button.
The package whirred softly and the bow receded inside and disappeared quickly, afterwards the front of the box hinged open and a tray slid out, presenting him with three objects. The first was a flashlight looking object with a button or switch on the top, the second was an instruction manual reading "The Ultimate Fantasy: Microphile version", which piqued his interest strongly, and what looked like some kind of USB dongle, probably for the flashlight.
He picked up the manual and started flipping through it. It detailed how the flashlight was a new high-tech masturbation toy that simulated the act of humping into a city as a macro. The USB gadget was a dongle that would allow him to run software on his laptop that would provide him with a simulated view of the virtual city as he fucked it and would provide the control software for the flashlight to operate. He found himself incredibly excited as he plugged the USB dongle in and let it install it's software onto his laptop, he then grabbed some lube out of his closet where he had kept it hidden, and proceeded to strip his shorts off and lube himself up a bit, stroking himself as he watched the pornographic images the installer showed while it was working. It showed him scenes of a giant black dick thrusting into a realistic looking city, buildings crumbling and people running around as precum rained around them in oversized drops. Those images helped a lot as he quickly found himself throbbing and eager to try the toy.
Finally it finished installing and he launched the software. The graphics were quite nice and there was a few settings he adjust for things like intensity and tightness, etc. He played around with those then clicked on the 'Pleasure' button. The device hummed to life in his hand in a strange combination of whirring, a soft vibration, and some kind of crackly noise that lasted for a brief moment. Everything seemed okay though, and the screen was showing a series of black monitors bearing the words 'Insert your cock'. He grinned and eased the mouth of the toy over his tip slowly, eager to see what it had to offer.
It was a normal day in a normal city, the sun was keeping the city warm and much activity was abound in the streets and in the tall skyscrapers that adorned them. People were busy with their daily lives, business transactions, personal things...many were toiling away in offices, counting numbers and sucking up to their bosses. Some were fantasizing about kicking their boss out of one of the high windows to see him splat down on the sidewalk. Others were engaged in acts of play, with video games, reading books, constructing crafts, or even playing with each other in more intimate ways. One of them, was tending his 'secret' garden on the rooftop of his building. He had managed to convince the building manager to let him put up some long planting boxes and he had a variety of herbs growing along with some prettier flowers and other pleasantly aesthetic flora. They had even managed to get some of the neighbors to put chairs up there and a big umbrella for shade, and were turning it into a sort of miniature park up there among the jungle of concrete.
He was just trimming a variety of geranium when the strangest thing happened up in the sky. At first he didn't notice it but he heard a scream from a neighboring rooftop and looks around to find out what was going on. He found the source in the distance, a strange glowing circle flashing with different colors had appeared over the city! He was shocked, had UFOs attacked? Several possibilities flashed through his mind as he stood there shading his eyes from the sun, staring at the colorful phenomenon. He could hear other people responding nearby, some shouting, or screaming, etc. He wondered if he should call an emergency service number but stood there staring, transfixed at the glowing thing hovering up there.
Suddenly, the circle opened, revealing itself to be a portal. "Oh God" he thought, "Aliens are coming!" He wanted to run downstairs but he couldn't help but keep staring, wondering what the aliens looked like. He got his answer shortly as something started to appear through the portal. It was a pinkish color, a strange color for a space ship, but aliens would be aliens, wouldn't they? It had a cleft on the bottom, reaching up the curve to the pointed tip which bore some kind of opening...an opening that was, slowly exuding some kind of viscous matter. He stared...what kind of strange ship was this? It quickly became apparent as it continued to enter their world that this was only the very tip of the thing, and it turned out to have a dark grey shaft behind it. As the shaft began to reveal itself, he realized it bore...Veins! They were throbbing and pulsing along the side, and he realized this wasn't a ship. It was a giant penis! Either that or a ship that was a giant penis. He grabbed his head in pure shock, a giant penis was invading the city! He tore himself away and made for the rooftop exit door...and found that it was stuck. He wrestled with the doorknob for a few moments before pounding on the door and shouting for someone to open the door. His attention was torn away as he hard a terrible rumbling sound and the sun become blotted out. He turned and pressed his back to the door, what the hell was going on??? His question was answered as he saw some of the buildings a short distance away being met by the huge strange penis and literally being shoved aside by it. The buildings were crumbling like Jenga towers, falling to the massive phallus, and spouting up clouds of dust. He realized, as he looked at the ensuing chaos, that the tip of the giant penis was headed STRAIGHT FOR HIS BUILDING! He gasped, screamed, and began to fervently pound and thrust at the door, trying to break it open so he might have a chance of escaping.
His efforts on the door were fruitless, and he turned once more to see that huge penis bearing down right on his building, the tip leaking precum copiously, dribbling down the tip and dribbling down to the street below, probably drowning hundreds of people with each drop. He screamed as the penis met with the edge of the building a short distance in front of him and began to crush it. He could see the cement crumbling before the mighty dick as if it were just powder, and the building began to tilt, sway, and started to fall away from the huge dick pushing it over. He grabbed onto the doorknob as he felt the building start to fall out from under him, screaming helplessly. The doorknob was torn out of his hands and he closed his eyes, bracing for a fall to his doom. He didn't feel like he was falling, however, and instead found himself pressed against something incredibly hot and musky. He blinked and looks around, finding himself hanging from a pink wall of some...it was the penis! He was stuck on the penis!
He stared down at the city below, miles down the streets were full of panicking people. He realized this cock had actually rescued him from a falling death, at least for the moment. He also realized he would probably fall off at some point, and die anyway. It was also at this time he noticed his own arousal, and realized, "oh my god, i'm liking this! I must...I must be gay!" He was shocked once more, realizing that his entire life of bachelorhood hadn't been due to a lack of interesting women, but a complete lack of interest in women themselves. He looks up at the phallus around him, feeling it pulse hotly against his back and he felt a stirring deep within. He suddenly wanted to worship this giant cock and honor it for not only unlocking his closeted feelings, but for bearing down against the city in such a massive and mighty fashion. He kissed it, hoping the god it belonged to would be pleased with the act. He squirmed a bit as he stared down at the buildings falling away from the giant phallus as it pressed forward, finally coming to a stop after a couple of miles tearing straight through the city. It then started to pull back, reversing the g-forces he had been enduring, making him worry that he was about to be flung off and into the rubble below.
Thankfully he was safe, stuck firmly by some of the viscous precum that the cock had been leaking during this ordeal, and he relaxed, starting to pray to this god to let him worship properly and to spare him from a death, in exchange for a lifetime of servitude to it's great masculinity. Perhaps the great god didn't care, or liked having the tiny man stuck to his cock, as the huge phallus drew back to the entry point of the city once more, and then began to thrust forward again at a much greater speed, apparently enjoying itself. The tiny man clung to the penis, but was more or less already firmly stuck to the warm throbbing flesh. He found himself enjoying it, an exhilarating ride. It was like being on a ride at an amusement park, but so much more sexy and enjoyable. He shouted out a soft "wheee" because he was enjoying it so much, watching the city passing by below, staring down at the rubble and destruction that the cock had left on it's first pass through. He couldn't help but start masturbating himself, removing his clothes and tossing them down to the city below, nobody would care he was nude...there was already one giant penis in the city, who would notice his?
The penis thrusted forwards, meeting it's end point quite quickly, more fluids leaking out around the tiny man, some of it getting into his mouth. He relished the flavor, a thick, salty, fluid, from an anonymous giant male of incredible masculinity. The penis withdrew again, dust clouds rising up from the city it receded from, and thrust forward once more, cracking the ground with the force of the thrust, and starting to gradually grind down the street and the other structures beneath it. Far below a running subway train rammed right into a sudden appearance of a throbbing flesh wall, bearing it's own structure of 'tunnels' throbbing along it. The passengers were given only a brief moment to wonder what it was they were about to crash into before they did and were smeared across the flesh.
The thrusting of the gigantic member became fevered and much faster, rubbing forward and back rapidly, grinding the entire area of the city down into a powder, and ending hundreds of lives, smearing them across the member itself, leaving streaks of blood strewn across it. It was impervious to everything, crushing it all into dust, leaving a wake of pure destruction behind, worth billions of dollars. The rest of the city was in chaos, many people staring at the huge penis invading their city. The news channels were allover it with helicopters not daring to approach the destruction zone. Reporters of both genders were stammering and stuttering over what was going on, and a small group of people ended up worshipping the giant member, pleasuring themselves and finding great excitement in the invasion of masculinity.
One small man, stuck to the tip, was having the time of his life. He had climaxed a few times allready and was lying there against the throbbing wall, mumbling his devotion to the giant god that had graced the city with his huge phallus, and even spared the tiny man from a death in the rooftop garden he had been tending. The man's devotion was absolute now, driven by the impressive power that the huge penis had displayed on the city. Across the city, including the stuck tiny man, many prayed for the god to cum on their helpless city. Many of them prayed and shouted out their devotions and desire for their city to be graced with the sign of ultimate pleasure, a flood of cum.
Despite the prayers and shouts, or because of them, the cock suddenly pushed it's way right into the city, touching some of the graciously untouched area that it hadn't quite reached yet. It shuddered massively and everyone went quiet, staring at it...every helicopter's camera was pointed right at the tip which was expanding visibly....everyone was intense, waiting. After what seemed like an eternity a massive eruption of thick white spooge began to explode out of the tip, covering miles of the city in the thick fluid. It kept coming, flooding the city as waves of the stuff poured out and spread rapidly in all directions, sweeping everything through the street, and burying most of the buildings under the tide of pure pleasure. As the cock unleashed it's load on the helpless city, many of it's residents were climaxing themselves, driven to it by the massive display of masculine pleasure that had rocked and attacked the city without any warning. The tiny man on the tip was still there, and getting the ride and view of his life...the huge spurts of cum rushing past him were exhilarating and frightening at the same time. And he was hoping some of it was because of his own direct devotion to the penis he had displayed during this ordeal. He had been rubbing and licking at it eagerly, enjoying the flavor and rubbery texture so much he had literally lost all sense of himself and sought nothing more than to pleasure his god in complete selfless devotion. He came once more, adding his own tiny spurt to the flood that just barely missed him.
The cock lingered there for what seemed like an age, before it started to quickly pull back out of the city, receding through the gigantic portal it had come from, leaving a huge penis shaped gouge in the city, ground down past the subway levels a good distance into the dirt that lay far below the city's foundations. The penis left a final drizzle of pleasured semen and fluids as it withdrew, rising up into the portal and finally disappearing as quickly as it had arrived.
The city was almost in complete ruins, only those who had been above the massively high level of the flood of spooge had survived. Many of those buildings were starting to collapse, but some of them were actually floating in the new ocean. Everyone looked up as the portal shrunk down, receded, and finally blinked out of existence. Everyone's life had been completely changed by this sudden, unexpected, visitation from...something. Nobody knew who or what it was, but many of them knew they now worshipped it. In the coming years, the city would clean up and erect a monument to the visitation, and various names would be discussed and offered up to the god, who would choose which would be appropriate, or so they believed.
Meanwhile, the tiny man who was stuck to the massive phallus, was unharmed as it started to recede. He stared at the ruined city as he saw the edges of the portal approach, wondering if it would be his last look. It was, as the flashing colors of the portal overtook the view of the city, instead showing a huge plastic and rubber wall, which also closed as the penis was lifted out of it. He heard a massive sigh overhead and shuddered. Was he going to meet his god? He shivered in anticipation as things shifted. He could see a room around him as the labored member bobbed behind him, and he saw..a HAND! It was coming for him, he was sure. It had two fingers and a thumb, and lighter grey palms. He reached up for it, calling for his god to take him, begging for the privelege. The hand descended like something out of one of those religious movies, and started to rub across the surface, creating a scraping sound. He shivered in pure excitement, awaiting the moment. He saw the second finger descend upon him, to take him, he thought. Instead it came down with crushing pressure, much to his shock, and his horror. He had given his devotion to this god, he thought. He would have felt rejected if he hadn't been crushed under that finger at that moment...
Sprite sighed heavily as he withdraw his cock out of the incredibly toy he had just experienced. Not only did it feel like he was indeed fucking a city, but he got to see it play out on the laptop screen as well, in incredible detail! He even thought he saw some guy on one of the rooftops trying desperately to get into the stairwell. He reached down and gave his cock some squeezing, feeling incredibly satisfied. this was much easier then fighting with the demons so he could size up and fuck something. He didn't even have to leave his room, and the incredible software it came with let him really see the virtual city he was fucking and enjoying..down to some of the individual people. He couldn't see really any details on them but he could tell by their movements he was a big scary monster to them, and they got to meet his cock first hand, hundreds of them.
He looked down at his cock, seeing it covered in some amounts of dust and streaking colors, figuring the inside of the toy was really complicated to leave such details behind. He chuckled and wiped it off, looking at the stains on his hand. Yeah, he thought, I'm gonna need some tissues.
The next morning, Sprite yawned as he got out of bed. He sat up and streeetched his arms out with a satisfied grunt, then stood and pulled his closet door open. He had to meet up with some friends today, so he grabbed a shirt and slipped it on, tugging it down firmly as he checked himself out in the mirror on the back of his door, giving it a sly grin. Next, he grabbed his usual shorts and slipped them on snugly. He then looked down to the flipflops he had sitting there on the floor and slid a foot into one, following that with another. He was given pause for a moment as he felt something inside the second flipflop and pulled his foot back to see a couple of reddish stains. "Eh," he thought to himself, "probly just some bugs or something." He put his foot back in and made his way out of the house, saying bye to his mom on the way, letting her know he was gonna meet up with some friends for breakfast.
She was watching the news this morning, and there was a big story on about something that had happened to a distant city. His attention was drawn when he heard the news anchor mention something about a 'giant penis' that had reamed through the city. He stood there, a little shocked as they showed video from one of the helicopters that had captured the giant dark grey phallus with it's pink tip. He looks down at his shorts, a little stunned, wondering if....Nah it couldn't be. It was just a sex toy....wasn't it? His mom asked him if he had been responsible but mentioned she didn't think so since he couldn't get that big and he'd been in his room all night, right? He nodded, staring at the screen, then tore himself away as he hurried out to meet his friends, his mind weighing heavily on the possibility...He also found it rather exciting, feeling a stirring down in his pants. Maybe that toy went farther then just the actual session, making it seem like he'd actually fucked a real city even the next day? He wondered what kind of technology was inside that thing...
A number of people suddenly found themselves waking up, another group from the ill bidden cruise. They all realized that they were stuck and couldn't move, plus there was some kind of a strange funk in the air around them. It was too dark to see anything however so they tugged and shifted around. It was like they were wrapped in something. It felt like a thick plastic sheeting that was sticky. Their confusion about the predicament was inturrupted as the sky suddenly opened and light poured in. They were able to see around themselves, and the spongy material they were stuck to. The plastic sheeting, they realized, was large strips of cellophane tape! This, of course, meant they were not their usual selves today, and were smaller then normal, as well! Gasps echoed around as they looked up to see a dark grey demon standing above them, naked...his huge cock dangling and swinging over his also dangling and swinging balls as he stepped infront of their visison and filled it. A few people found this incredibly arousing as they stared at the handsome naked demon who apparently didn't realize they were down there. A few shouted and screamed for help, trying to let him know they were down there, but he obviously didn't hear them, despite the big size of his ears. Some of them looked around and saw a giant cable arching overhead...and then another, two cables meeting together and rooting down into the base of the spongey shape they were on. They were confused, trying to figure out what it was they were taped to. Others enjoyed the display of him putting on his shirt, flexing his arms, and slipping his shorts on, making his balls and cock sway back and forth with each movement, with a bit of slow motion. Almost like those porno movies where they slow things down to emphasize them so you can enjoy them better, like the fucking action.
They watched as he looked down, seeming right at them. They would have waved their arms but they were taped to their sides and immobile. The Demon towering above suddenly lifted one of his mighty two-toed feet and start moving it down near them, they started to scream, thinking they were about to be stepped on! Maybe he did see them! Their screams quieted as they saw he had moved his foot, not ontop of them, but onto something to the side instead. Many sighs of relief were made, perhaps they wouldn't get smushed after all. That foot next to them towered up a good deal, but it wouldn't be too difficult to climb if they could get free of the bindings they were stuck in. They could see part of the sole, fresh from his bed, not dirty yet, and a lighter grey then the rest of him. They murmured amongst eachother.
Their murmurs were broken as they looked up to see the second foot descending on them. Oh no, they really were going to be crushed! Panicked screams rose from the taped prisoners, pleas of 'see us' and 'help' were issued repeatedly to no avail. Some of them stared up at the massive greyish sole that was descending. It was large, able to crush them all, although there weren't many of them to be crushed. It bore signs of use, looked quite rough with various pits and markings from previous excursions. It also bore the classic 'footprint' that helped provide the Demon, and anyone really, with better grip on all sorts of surfaces. To these people, it looked like a slight raising of the already rough skin, in a specific pattern for traction.
Not much time was given for thinking about the details of the descending foot as it started to meet with their bodies. It was nicely warm, fresh from under the covers, but also had a definite scent of foot musk to it. Slightly pungent, but not too much so since he hadn't done much since taking that shower last night. As they looked up at it they realized that they had been laid out in a certain arrangement..one of them under each toe, another under the ball of the foot, sideways, and another at the heel...Just four of them...and the Demon couldn't hear them. The demon's thick sole bore down against them lightly at first, letting them feel the roughened texture against their faces. One of them was in heaven, bearing a massive hardon, and was thinking this was an amazing way to go. The others were disgusted, feet were so dirty and nasty! All of them were forced to bear the scent coming right off the demon's flesh into their noses, and the flavor was forced into their mouths as well. It was salty, with hints of activity from the previous day that hadn't been completely washed off, but they could also taste (and smell) the soap that had been used by the demon when he washed his soles. The soles were thick and almost pillow like, enveloping each of them in a cocoon of foot musk, texture, and flavor, for a few moments...until the pressure began to bear down on them, making their bodies and bones groan and creak. they began to give under the pressure and bones began to shatter, split, and flattern. Internal organs ruptured under the pressure and blood began spewing out of every possible orifice, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and others. The one guy who was enjoying himself had allready came, making a nicely sized splotch of his cum on the demon's sole, but it was nothing in comparison to the sudden flow of blood that followed, along with the sickening crackling and crunching of the four helpless bodies beneath the demon's sole.
After the deed had been done, the sole suddenly lifted up and the demon inspected the insole. They weren't even alive now, or more then a paste, so couldn't have heard the demon's comment as he shoved his foot back down onto the flip flop and strode away on it...