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Somewhere, in a relatively secluded area, a little girl and her mother were weeping at a graveyard. The funeral for the girl's father, who had died while away on business, had taken place only a few days before. No one could have forgotten what had killed him--it was the same thing that killed millions of other innocent people. That terribly monster, that unspeakable giant that appeared out of nowhere, ravaged and befouled an entire city in minutes, and then disappeared just as quickly as he had arrived.

No one could understand it; they could barely comprehend the amount of sick damage--all those lives and billions of dollars worth of damage--that had been laid upon that once shining city. The little girl tried to ignore the pressing heat of the day, cloudless and humid under the hot sun, as she paid her respects to her father, stolen away from her just before her 7th birthday.

Suddenly, though, she realized the heat dissipating quickly, replaced by a cool rush of air, and she looked up to see what was blocking out the sun. She screamed as a massive wall of blackness came rushing down on her, her voice cut off as she, her mother, and everything within a 1500-foot radius were all squished and compacted deep into the ground, leaving them utterly crushed and very dead, the two fresh corpses mingling with the rotting ones.

The monster was back, and the nearby city scrambled in a wave of panic and sheer terror. He seemed so much larger this time around, they thought. Perhaps it was seeing him live instead of on a television screen, or perhaps he had actually grown. They didn't all know it, but the latter was certainly true, as Raiyev towered 5 miles high, the planet now even smaller to him than last time.

As he approached the downtown area of the metropolis, leaving a path of suburban destruction and desolation in his wake, he made a foreign growling and rumbling sound. The very magnitude of his voice caused glass to shatter and people to fall down in agony, hands over their ears as the weaker ones were deafened instantly. He grinned that evil grin again, and decided to have some fun in the suburbs before moving on to downtown.

Raising a hindpaw high up into the air, he brought it crashing down onto a block of houses, murring as he felt them all crush and compact under his mighty paw, his sheath twitching from the excitement of fresh death and annihilation. He continued stomping around deliberately, making a crude game of catching fleeing people and cars under his paws, trying to make sure every last square inch was smothered under his impossible weight. Just before he decided to move on, he added to the chaos by bringing his tail up high and smashing it down on a long segment of the city, buildings crumbling under his soft yet strong and determined tail. Some people, while not totally crushed by his tail, simply suffocated to death by the mass of soft fur smothering their entire bodies.

As the mega-sized raccoon continued to make his way to downtown, he randomly scooped up pawfuls of desperately fleeing people--some foolish enough to add their cars to the traffic jam already overtaking the city. He beheld each pawful for a moment before popping them into his muzzle, eating them messily. He laughed--a wretched sound to his captives--as they screamed and pleaded to him. Some even prayed to him, thinking this to be their new, wrathful god.

He didn't care, though; his mission was clear and singular in purpose: to lay this puny, pathetic city to absolute ruin. As he came across a monorail snaking along its elevated track (one of the city's pieces of pride and fame), he noticed his now full and throbbing erection, and got an idea for some foreplay. He easily tore the train from its track, lifting it high into the air, most of the passengers on board getting knocked out by the massive jolting and severe G-forces as Raiyev lifted the train to his aching cockhead.

With one paw holding his ominous rod steady (easily longer than any skyscraper), he shoved the long, thin train into his slit, groaning as his most sensitive flesh was tickled by the damaged metal structure, letting it soak in his building precum. He grinned once more and began again on his path to downtown, his massive cock bobbing and oozing with precum, each dollop crashing to the ground enough to fill several swimming pools and heavy enough to crack whatever pavement and buildings it landed on, drowning or crushing several unfortunate souls in just his pre alone.

As he reached downtown, several buildings had already toppled over, crumbling from just the vibrations his pounding footsteps caused alone. However, there were still many other buildings of greater structural integrity for him to play with. Still hungry, he tore a skyscraper from its foundation as easily as picking a flower from the ground. Peering inside, he grinned and laughed as he saw the pandemonium going on as people were flung to and fro, against walls and shifting furniture, some already with several broken bones. He teasingly ran his long tongue along one side of the building, causing half of the glass panels to shatter against the pressure, the shards dancing on his tongue like salt crystals. Then, closing his lips around the opened bottom end, he sucked in as if drinking through a straw.

The gale-force winds that ensued tore each floor apart, bringing with it all the doomed people, furniture, and debris into his waiting maw. He stopped when his mouth filled with half the building's contents, chewing it all messily and swallowing voraciously before feeding again, draining the building of its "sustenance" before eating the shell of the structure itself, reveling in the metallic taste--a taste of a victorious destruction.

He repeated this process with a few more buildings before his eye wandered upon the largest building--easily the biggest building in the entire country, and another one of the city's gems. He could tell by its sheer size that the people greatly adored this one building, and he knew just what to do with such a structure.

This building would require the most utter humiliation and desecration of all. So he started by slamming his hindpaws down on either side of the structure, so that his dangling jewels were suspended a couple miles directly above the tip of the structure. Lowering himself, he squatted down over the building and, as gently as he could, rubbed his nutsack over the tip of the tower. The tall antenna broke off instantly, falling to the ground with a terrible shattering crash as the giant raccoon gently pleasured himself on the building. The people trapped inside were fearing what might come next, hoping beyond hope that this was the worst that would be coming for them and this building.

Lifting himself up a short ways, he raised his tail to expose his tailhole and slowly lowered himself once more on the tall building, this time taking it up his own rear. He churred and murred in delight as his tailhole was filled with the building, sitting down all the way so that the entire structure was inside him, casting the people inside into a hot, smelly, and very frightening darkness. Raiyev could feel the metal twisting and bending as he lightly squeezed his ass muscles around it, the glass shattering to allow the people inside to be overcome with that ungodly, foul odor.

Sitting on the ground, Raiyev began jerking himself off, first with bare paws but then remembering that he could use the nearby buildings and people to help get him off. He started to bounce up and down lightly on the building, each thrust downward making the ground quake with the immeasurable weight and power of his rump, his tail swishing back and forth violently, making a wide arc of demolition. The people inside the monorail train stuffed in his cock quickly drowned in his building precum, the metallic structure still tickling him from within while thousands upon thousands of people were crushed against the outside of his unyielding member.

As Raiyev felt his climax building, he decided to finish his degradation of the skyscraper he had been sitting on, so he eased himself off the already ruined building, now radiating a strong foul odor that whatever survivors were left nearby coughed at, many people inside the building having already passed out from the intensity of the smell. He carefully reached behind him and yanked the building from its foundations--now even easier than before thanks to his weakening the structure--and brought it around to his throbbing, aching cock, so near his release.

Without hesitation, he speared the building with his gargantuan rod, thrusting ruthlessly into the building, loving how it fit his organ like a condom, precum helping wash out the innards as they were mercilessly pushed out the roof of the building, falling hundreds of feet to the ground below. Raiyev clenched his fist around the building's skeleton, thrusting vigorously in and out a few moments before falling on his back, growling out his orgasm.

Wave after wave of his hot, thick jism soared high into the air, arcing gracefully before landing with a vicious splatter, cracking the ground, drowning any remaining buildings, rubble, people...anything it landed on was ruined totally. The monorail train had shot out miles into the air from his titanic cock, completely coated and flowing with his seed, landing with a pool of cum on the giant's chest.

After resting a moment from his intense climax, Raiyev peeled the ruined building off his cock and tossed it aside like a used prophylactic. He grinned once again, and taking the time to stomp whatever parts of the city remained into absolute ruin, he wandered off into the distance, disappearing (once again) just as suddenly as he had appeared.

****

Raiyev awoke, back in his usual cell, as if coming out of a vivid nightmare. He remembered everything he had "dreamt," and realized what had happened again. He broke down immediately, crying and pounding his fist against the wall, feeling as if he had

been severely beaten and broken.

"Why?" he strained to utter between sobs. "Why me? Why are you making me do these things? Please...just leave me alone..."

"Raiyev?" came a familiar and soothing voice. Raiyev peeked into the cell next to his, seeing Dr. Frost's concerned face, and cried even harder. "Raiyev, please..." Frost said in an attempt to aid and console her friend. "Please don't cry...it will be..." Her voice trailed off before she finished saying something inane.

"All right?" Raiyev said cynically, sniffing and wiping his eyes with shaky paws. "How the fuck do YOU know if it will be all right?!" he demanded. "Don't bullshit me!"

"I'm sorry," Frost replied. "I just...oh, Raiyev! I just want to help you, but I don't know how!" She sounded as if she might cry as well. "Can you please just tell me what happened?"

Raiyev stared at her, almost dumbstruck, as if wanting him to recount those horrors was the most painful and insensitive request he had ever heard. "How can you ask me to tell you...you have no idea..."

"Raiyev, what did they do to you?"

"They made me...they just made me..." he began sobbing heavily again, unable to bring himself to say it.

"They made you kill," came a third voice, heavy with despair. Raiyev and Frost jerked their heads towards the source of the sound, and saw Thomas standing right outside their cell doors, looking very serious. "They made you kill millions."