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#EatTheDragons

By Cimmaron Spirit

Commission for DFNY

WARNING: This story contains: Macro, macro growth, muscle guys, shrinking, oral vore, cock vore, rampage, destruction, excessive cum, masturbation, size difference, making out, flooding, and a bunch of dragons having their day ruined. If you aren't 18, or none of this interests you, then you might as well go and find something else to read. Otherwise enjoy!

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"Alright, so you all ready for this?" Cimmaron asked, looking at the other three in the room. The draft horse, the blue dog, and the hyena all nodded, all of them excited.

The time traveler reached down, and pulled out a suitcase, and with a flourish, set it on the table, unfastened the latches, opened it up and spun them around for the other three to see.

"Kinda dramatic there Cim," the hyena said, looking down at the four devices, all securely fastened inside. "So, how do they work?"

"Point and shoot," Cimmaron said. "Uses some telepathy to translate what you want to happen. So just think, pull the trigger, and voila. If you set it down and forget where it was, it will just appear in your hand again. Pretty handy, huh?"

"And when we... well... change..."

"They will change with you, I promise," the horse said. "I've had these tested almost 50,000 times across time and space by CIMIndustries. Each. I guarantee you, nothing will go wrong with them."

Each of them took one of the devices, and looked over them. It looked like a ray gun from cheap, 1950s era sci-fi B-movie fodder, sleek silver and with a little ray dish at the end of the barrel.

"Alright," Cimmaron said, pulling out his pocket watch and opening three seperate portals next to the three guys. "I got a few things I got to do to make sure we all have some fun. I'm sure you are all excited to get going... so let's split up, have fun, and..."

"Eat the dragons!" all four of them cheered, before heading off.

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Dragon City. A rather unimaginative, but incredibly egotistical name for a city full of dragons. A million dragons, ranging from the classic Western style lizards with wings to Chinese flying snakes and everything in between: scales, hides, skin, feathers, wings, no wings, solid coloured or rainbows - there was an impressive variety available.

But one thing about dragons: they were powerful. The reason they built this huge city of modern skyscrapers and ancient cathedrals, mansions and landmarks and wide roads and expansive infrastructure. They had used their magic, their size, their strength, their greed and their power to gain more of it, and then to build a city that dwarfed anything else. Everything here was bigger and better than anywhere else. Not just because dragons were, on average, taller and heavier than a normal anthro, but because they just wanted to show off that they could.

A clock tower chimed nine. It was an early morning, without a cloud in the sky, the sun shone brightly, brid's chirped.

A tan colored dragon in a black security uniform was making his rounds through the basement of one of the dozens of skyscrapers that made up the skyline of the city. It was early in the morning, he had just clocked in, and was chipper from the coffee he had drank on his way into work. He whistled to himself as he made his patrols, checking the basement maintenance areas and storage rooms, making sure nothing out of the ordinary from the day before happened.

He turned a corner, and noticed a yellowish-orange glow appear down the dark hallways, then vanish. He thought he heard voices too. That was strange. It didn't sound right to his ear fins. He took out his flashlight and shined it down the hallway.

"Who's there?" the guard barked.

There was a some shuffling footsteps. Then a figure in a t-shirt and shorts appeared. But it wasn't a dragon. It was a hyena.

"Hey! What are you doing here?" the dragon challenged.

The hyena was holding something in his hand, silver in color.

"Like... you shouldn't be here! Non-dragons aren't allowed-"

The hyena grinned, flashing pearly white teeth.

"Yeah? Well come and stop me."

The guard growled and charged the non-scale covered creature.

The hyena lifted the silver gun, and fired it at the dragon.

The guard stopped mid stride, screeching to a halt in front of the hyena as he flinched, eyes closed, his flashlight clanking to the ground as he dropped it. The dragon fully expected to be hit by a bullet or a laser beam. But except for a little tingling, he didn't feel anything.

The dragon opened his eyes, about to say something about how the hyena missed or his weapon was no good.

But he was staring at the paw of the hyena.

The dragon looked up, and up, and up, to see he was staring at the now monolithic sized hyena.

The dragon spun on his heel and sprinted away, panicking. But the hyena casually followed, a single stride overtaking the dragon, who slid to a stop on the tile floors before he smashed into the hyena's foot.

The hyena smirked, picking up the dragon between two claws, and lifting him up to his face.

"W-what are you doing?" the dragon, his voice a little squeaky voice due to how small he was.

The hyena grinned, spinning the gun on his pointer finger, before pointing it at himself.

"I'm gonna eat the dragons!"

He opened his mouth and dropped the dragon into his mouth as he pulled the trigger.

The ground rumbled.

At a plaza near the center of the city, the rumbling soon turned from a barely registered thought of a passing truck or train to something more concerning, making cups of coffee and glasses of water shake. Some dragons thought it was an earthquake, some thought a Guardian dragon, the giant protectors of the city, had made an unannounced landing.

Then from one of the modern glass and steel skyscrapers, dozens, if not hundreds of dragons suddenly ran, screaming and roaring from the doors, sprinting and flying as fast as they could. Glass panes began to fall and shatter on the street, steel began to groan, loud crashes and bangs came from the inside.

Then suddenly the building, twenty stories tall, just... collapsed.

And standing in the middle of the rubble was a hundred foot tall hyena, grinning down at the plaza full of dragons who stared in shock at the sudden appearance of a huge non-dragon.

Devon, or Big D as he was known to his friends, was already considered big beforehand, if just because he was built like a football quarterback, with wide shoulders, big biceps, and thick legs capable of performing well in sports and showing off. The light tan pelt of brown spots covered most of his body, with his stomach a creamy white, highlighted in turn by a thick brown chest fur that trailed down from between his thick pecs down to his groin. Large black dreads bounced around on the top of his head, speckled by the rubble, steel and drywall of the building he had grown out of.

"Well, look at all these tasty snacks," Devon smirked, as the crowd began to run away screaming. But he couldn't have that. He took a few steps forward, stepping on and smothering scores of dragons under his feet, before a foot slammed down down one of the streets that lead into the plaza. With a push of his hand, a large office building crumbled from it's foundations, knocking over another which then crashed into another, until the dominios had all crumbled, blocking off all the other exits to the large open area of trees, benches, fountains and a hyena behemoth.

D pivoted on his heel, tearing up the paved street, and sat down, his legs capturing a hundred of so dragons to face him. The few that had wings took off, fleeing into the skies to avoid their fate, and a couple of the more atheltic ones managed to get a hold of the heyan's calves and ankles and tried to climb out. But the rest were stuck, trapped.

They ended up with a front row seat to the giant's exposed manhood. Half hard, as long as a bus, and with a pair of brown fuzzy balls behind.

"Always thought dragons were the big guys in the block, eh?" the hyena ominously rumbled, before, he picked out one dragon, a large, muscled green and gold dragon who was wearing a muscle shirt stuck in the middle of the crowd. Had D been normal sized, the dragon would have undoubtedly been bigger than him. But now he was little more than a doll, an action figure, to the hyena

He picked up that action figure, frozen in terror as the hyena grabbed hold of him, and set him down under the hyena's towering cock. The dragon tried to run away as soon as it was released, but D slammed his hand down in a karate chop, blocking off the escape routes for the dragon, until he was back under the hyena's junk.

"Hope you are strong enough, squirt," the hyena grinned as he shuffled his hips and lowered his package down.

The muscle dragon put his hands up, and, somehow, managed to slow the hyena's cock from landing on the ground. But it was bigger and heavier than him, and despite his strength, all those years of working out, trying to get big... his legs began to tremble, his arms ached, and then his body gave out, and he was forced to the ground, pinned down by hyena cock.

"Oh c'mon! You guys gotta try better than that!" He looked up, grinned, and reached forward. The dragons tried to get away,, but trapped and contained by D's big thighs and legs the heyna hands still caught a couple dozen. He urged them forward with his hands, while his now rock hard cock lifted up off the first dragon smushed under heyna meat.

"Maybe I just need more of you?" D asked, before he put a finger on the head of his cock, and began to lower it again. The screaming, crying, panicking dragons all tried to push up against the giant's cock. But the heavy dick, the pressure of a single finger pushing it down, and the rumble of pleasured approval as a bunch of tiny hands rubbed and pushed against his cock, was no match for the crowd, and they were all soon forced down onto their knees, bent over, or down on their backs or stomachs.

"Huh, well then. Dragon's aren't all powerful, huh?" Devon said, as if it was a great surprise to discover that being a giant several times bigger than a dragon gave him a significant advantage. The hyena chuckled, a laugh that made all the dragons cower in fear.

The hyena's laugh stopped, and he paused as he felt something on his head, reached up, and grabbed a blue, wingless dragon, who wiggled and squirmed in his hand, though it's face had a mixture of fear, worry, curiosity and maybe a hint of bashfulness at being manhandled so easily by an "inferior" species. Even at his size, D could feel the little dragon's hard on through his pants.

"Well well," D said, looking at his little captive, little more than a toy in his hand. "Looks like someone didn't get out of the building in time. Wanted to be up close to a big guy, huh?" The hyena turned his hand, letting go of the dragon who cowered on the hand, as the hyena lifted up his other arm and flexed, showing off his thick biceps to the little dragon and the crowd below. "How does this compare to you little dragon dudes?"

The little dragon could only give a whimpering moan as his body trembled at the sheer power and size made the horny dragon cum right then and there.

"Heh, I like you!" D said, and plucked up the little guy and put him back on his head. "Hold on, and you might just get through this day."

"But the rest of you..." the hyena said, looking down at the mass of dragons below him. "Well, might as well deal with you lot," Devon said, and reached forward and scooped up a handful. Without much ceremony, he opened his maw and dumped them in.

But he didn't swallow them all right away. No, he licked over them, suckled on them, pushed them up against his teeth and the roof of his mouth with his tongue, savored the flavors and struggles as some of them tried to fight back. But their claws and kicks and muscles were no match the hyena's tongue and saliva, and they just wore themselves out as quickly as they started.

When he was confident he had tasted them as much as he could, D swallowed them whole.

"Mmm, that's a great start," Devon said, looking down on the cowering, fearful dragons still trapped. "And I'm still hungry," he continued with a lick of his lips.

"But, why don't we have a little fun?" D said, getting up onto his knees, and then bending down, his muzzle inches away from the closest dragon.

"Run."

The dragons scattered, running in every direction. D grinned, and began to give chase, catching the slower ones, the ones that hide in the few standing buildings around the plaza, even snatching a few of the flyers from the sky. They all were popped into his mouth to be suckeled and savored before swallowed.

Even as D's footsteps made the ground vibrate and tremble, he felt another rumble, followed by a massive crash on the other end of the city. D looked up from his most recent snack to see a giant draft stallion standing in the middle of where the main train terminal was.

Bart was, much like the hyena, muscular and heavily built, with long dark brown hair forming his mane, tail, and feathers around his upper arms and ankles, barely hiding his two massive feet that replaced the usual hooves. A lighter brown covered the rest of his body, flecked only with the detritus from the building he just grew out of.

"Fuck! That was good," the naked giant horse growled with a stretch, shaking his body and making the stone slabs that required machinery and a dozen dragons to move into place fly off as if they were just some pebbles. Unlike D, however, Bart was already at full mast, his gigantic horse dong already dribbling precum on the scene of destruction below.

Bart looked over, to see D already having fun chasing down dragons for snacks. But the stallion was in another mood, not really feeling like toying with the dragons.

No.

He wanted to just smash their city. Eat as many of them as he can.

The giant drafter took several steps, making sure to step on every vehicle, small house and hotdog stand he could, leaving a trail of pulverized metal, wood and frankfurters in his wake. He barely shuffled along, grinding his feet into pavement and grass alike, leaving a trail of craters from the train station right to the central business district, with it's collection of tall buildings. He would stop occasionally just scoop up a group of dragons, depositing them into his mouth for a quick swallow, before proceeding on his way, stomping, kicking and pulverizing everything he could under his feet.

Bart came up to the first skyscraper on the edge of the CBD, which only just reached up to the bottom of his cock

"Really?" He asked no dragon in particular. "You couldn't have built these any bigger, could you?"

Bart bent his knees just a bit, and twisted his hips. His huge cock smashed into the side of the building, making the metal and glass building break off at its base and fall, the top floors dented by the sheer impact of his junk.

"Hmm. Going to have to find something better than these newer boxes," the stallion muttered to himself. But there were a lot of them: he tested them out, sitting on them only to have the whole structure collapse under his ass, leaving him sitting in the middle of the city. He swung his balls into the side one building, his hefty orbs easily wrecking the building and making it teeter and collapse.

But then he found it. A skyscraper as tall as he was, and looking thick and sturdy. It was an older, art deco style building, with more concrete and brickwork than glass. With a grin, Bart took a few steps until he was right in front of the building. His cock pushed up against the building, making the steel at groin level start to creak and groan and snap.

"Hmm, I think this will do nicely," he said, as he wrapped both beefy arms around the building, grabbing hold of the other side and creating handholds as he positioned his body, his cock poised as a battering ram.

And with a single thrust, his flared horsecock pierced the building almost straight through to the other side. Walls, dividers, computers, photocopiers, desks, an elevator, steel and glass all instantly crumpled and gave way, floors buckled and collapsed until there was a three story tall tunnel right in the middle of the building.

Bart grunted, pulling out, before ramming back in, quickly getting a rhythm going as he fucked the skyscraper. But even though it was built of sterner stuff than the glass towers he had already smashed, his cock, his hips, his thrusts and his bear hug soon saw it crumble into dust and ruins.

"Man, that sucks," the horse snorted. "I didn't even get off!"

"Well maybe I can help with that," a deep voice behind Bart said.

Bart blinked, and turned around, to see a deer just as tall as Bart - not counting the antlers, which reached another ten or fifteen feet in the air. The stag was just as muscular and just as well endowed as the horse, but was not at all like either Bart or D. His fur was a deep black over most of his body, and a deep blood red over his chest, torso and muzzle. Thick tufts of fur around his neck and between his pecs was a smattering of both black and red, while a brighter red made pseudo-tattoos over his arms and legs. His eyes glowed bright red, and gold piercings in his nipples, his ears and bands around spokes of his mighty antlers, and rather large Prince Albert on his cock.

"Wait, who are you?" Bart asked, confused and surprised at the appearance of a giant, demonic and rather sexy deer.

"Name's Jake," the deer said. "I'm a friend of Cimmaron's and I heard that you were having a bit of fun. Thought I'd join in, and show all of you a good time."

"Like what?" Bart asked, crossing his arms over his chest and raising an eyebrow.

The deer looked down around his house sized hooves and noticed that a city bus had crashed into him without him knowing.

Jake reached down and picked up the bus, and looked inside. It was full of panicked dragons.

Perfect.

"Let's get you a bit more comfortable," Jake said, looking up at Bart with a evil grin. He gave a shove to the draft stallion on his chest.

"Ooof!" Bart gasped as his center of balance was lost and he fell down, his ass smashing straight through a city block of small shops and apartment tenements. "What the hell was that for?"

Jake kneeled down, bus still in hand, and grabbed Bart's massive horse cock, and began to stroke it. "I've been known to make people weak in the knees, so better to just get the fall out of the way," the deer smirked.

Bart gave a soft moan as his sensitive, skyscraper sized cock was manhandled. Thick drops of pre, enough to fill backyard pools, spilled out, down over his mighty shaft and slickening the deer's hand.

The demonic cervine put the bus up on it's end, dumping all the dragons down to the back, and then tucked it between his knees and his cock, ensuring all the doors were blocked and the windows could only see black and red fur. Jake then ripped off the front of the bus, and with two fingers reached in and grabbed a dragon. It was an eastern dragon, long and slender, green and blue and red with long whiskers. The dragon flailed as the deer looked at it.

"Hmm, this should be a good first one," Jake said, pushing the dragon against Bart's flared head, then rubbed it up and down the hard, throbbing horsecock. The pre quickly lubed the dragon, but it wasn't able to use it's newfound slickness to escape the clutches of the deer, being pushed firmly against the hot pulsing flesh and worn out from trying to escape earlier.

"Ohh, fuck... jacking me off with a dragon? That's pretty kinky," Bart moaned, watching the deer stroke the stallion's dick.

Jake chuckled. "You think that's kinky? How about this." The deer used a hoofed finger to slide the dragon up the side of Bart's shaft, over the flared head of the stallion... and then pushed the dragon's snout into Bart's urethra.

"Ahhhh!" Bart's whole body tensed and trembled as his cumslit was spread open by the dragon. It wasn't painful... it was amazing. He threw his head back, his back arched, all his muscles flexed, and his one leg began to shake, pulverzing the few buildings that were close by.

"You like that, huh?" Jake grinned, as he slowly pushed more of the dragon into Bart's cock.

"Ho-ly shiiit," Bart nickered, groaning as he felt his dick being stretched from the inside out by the dragon, who wasn't very wide but still the biggest thing he had ever put into his cock, of a list one one thing. The dragon continued to wiggle and struggle, which made Bart tremble and shake, as if he was being jacked off from the inside.

Jake slowly pushed more and more of the dragon into Bart's cock, until only the tip of his tail was left. Placing a finger over the stretched urethra, Jake ensured that the dragon was trapped in the tight, hot, musky passageway, with pre still being forced around the dragon and oozing like a tap. But the slick walls, the force of gravity, and the demonic deer's hand slowly stroking up and down over the horsecock prison forced the dragon to slide down the long elevator of a cock, until he landed in the cum filled orbs below.

"So, how about that for fun?" the deer said, reaching forward and giving a lick of the senative tip of the stallion

"That... that... wow... crazy," Bart stammered, watching in amazement as his dick nommed and swallowed dragon after dragon, his nerves going off like fireworks as the deer continued to edge and play with the horse.

"Want to do some more?" Jake asked.

"Fuck yeah!" Bart rumbled.

Jake grinned, the sex demon reaching in to his collection of dragons, and grabbing another dragon. It wasn't an eastern dragon, but he wasn't as thick or muscled as most. With only a fraction of the time needed to prepare, Jake pushed the dragon face first into Bart's cock again, making the horse whinny in pleasure, his toes curling as his cock was stretched again. When that dragon was half in and half out and firmly in place, Jake reached into the bus and grabbed a couple more. This time he joined in the fun, pushing one into his own thick black cock, which greedily took in the snack, a trick the deer had mastered over a long, long time. He alternated, first one in Bart's, then another in his, until he started running out of easily captured victims.

But the horse's first experience was mind blowing, as his huge shaft was filled with dragons, one after another. The little bulges formed by the dragons were still visible from the outside, until they one by one slipped down and into the horse's balls, filling them up.

"Fuckin' hell," the stallion groaned as the deer took the last dragon in the bus and shoved it into Bart's cock, then holding a finger over the gaping cumslit to prevent the horse from cumming then and there. "I feel like I'm about to burst!"

Jake grinned, watching as the last few victims fell into the horse's balls. "I think I have a way to sort that out too."

Jake stood up, offering a hand to help heave the stallion up. Bart was about to go start jacking off, but the deer shook his head, and instead grabbed the stallion's hand and lead them across a few city blocks.

"Want something... tight?" the deer smirked, before pointing down. "How about this?"

Bart looked down to see a large subway station. It took just a second to make the connection, and the horse grinned, getting down onto his hands and knees, and starting to tear the fancy glass and steel and concrete station apart, ripping out escalators and hallways until he could see the station platform.

Hundreds of dragons had fled underground, hoping being out of sight meant being out of mind. There was a loud scream as Bart's smirking grin replaced the earth and concrete roof above them.

"Oh, this will be perfect," Bart grinned, as he grabbed hold of his huge cock, and without much in the way of foreplay or delay, pushed the whole length straight in, smashing through pillars and dragons, flattening and pinning many of them to the walls with his cock filling the subway. The horse grunted as he began to piston his way in and out, his cock smashing linoleum tiles and fancy brickwork to dust as he made love to the hole in the ground.

But having been teased, toyed, edged and fed by the deer for so long, it really didn't him long to get close. His thrusts grew short and wild, his balls leaving a deep crater in the ground where they impacted time and time again, making the street start to buckle and rip apart as his breath came in ragged gasps, before with an ear piercing winney, shattering the few remaining glass windows, he tilted his whole cock into the subway tunnel and the flood burst.

The sheer force and amount of horse spunk quickly overwhelmed the subway system. Each shot of horse cum added another tsunami to add to the overwhelming torrent that overtook the expensive and difficult to build engineering marvel in just a second. A station down the street violently exploded, with a tidal wave of white rocketing out like a fire hydrant, throwing bricks, train cars, dragons and who knew what else into the air. Another station even further down had another explosive destruction, though smaller than the first one. The station after that only flooded in a cascade of hot, sticky cum that continued through more tunnels until a good quarter of the metro was flooded and ruined. But closer to Bart, the roads began to tear apart, white cream shooting out in high pressure streams.

But soon even the overfilled horse balls were drained, and the stallion groaned, sitting upright, his half hard horse cock ripping up the ground it had been imbedded in. He tumbled back, landing up against a couple skyscrapers that hadn't yet been demolished.

"Fuck, that was intense," Bart gasped. "You were right Jake."

But the deer didn't reply. The stallion looked around, to see that the giant demon had vanished.

"Ehh, most likely helping someone else," Bart muttered, his cock stiffening up at what fetish the deer was undoubtedly participating in now.

"But I have to say, that was hot," D said, making Bart spin his head the other way.

"How... how long have you been watching?" Bart asked.

"Long enough," the hyena said with a grin, before holding up a couple of buses, full of dragons. "Want to go for round two?"

In fact, Jake had wandered off to the southern side of the city, toward one of the biggest residential suburbs. While Bart was fucking the tunnel, Jake had sensed the arrival of another non-dragon titan. He already knew about Big D, but the hyena was having his fun hunting down what dragons he could find for snacks and pleasuring himself. There would be time enough to try some fun with him: there was still a lot of city to go.

Cimmaron had told him to expect three other giants, so this must be the other guy.

Jake then saw him.

The big blue dog was huge, just as tall as Jake and Bart and D. He was a big, burly guy, with muscles upon muscles, and a thick mane of brown hair that covered his eyes, and thick chest hair that trailed down as a treasure trail.

Unlike everyone else, the canine was still clothed... at least, with a pair of shorts that did little to hide his big bulge in the front and thick glutes in the rear. How he had managed to get a pair of shorts that big, Jake had no idea, though he wanted to know.

Not that he particularly cared for being clothed, but, you know.

He was really playful, somewhere between Bart and D in how they dealt with the tiny guys. Jake watched him hug an apartment building, pushing his bulge, pecs and nipples into the structure, giving the dragons trapped inside quite a show, as one hand peeled off floor after floor, scooping up dragons with his tongue and giving them a quick suckle before swallowing them, then mooving onto the next floor.

As the deer came up closer, Jake began stomping a bit harder to get the giant dog's attention. Even though he was giant, he still had the genetics of a deer, so his footsteps were usually rather quiet and soft. But cloven hoof prints were still deeply implanted into the ground, crushing everything underneath them flat as a pancake.

The blue dog looked up from where he was to see Jake approach, his tail began to wag, brushing single family homes away. A semi truck dangled from his lips, with the logo of some snack company on the side, which he then slurped up like a piece of spaghetti, and sighing in content as he swallowed the truck of tasty treats whole.

"Oh, and I thought I was goin' to have to play with these little runts myself," the blue dog said with a grin, his voice a deep, rich, thick Texan accent.

"Not today Hux," Jake replied. "Can't let you have all the fun."

They had met before, on and off here and there, having fun and enjoying teasing and toying with the tinies of many cities and places.

Hux continued to grinned under the thick brown hair that covered his eyes, before he knelt down and ripped the roof off a large mall, revealing three stories of boutique stores, food courts, department stores and dragons. So many dragons were packed inside, having hoped that they could have avoided the disaster being visited on their city.

They weren't so lucky, as Hux's large hands went in and scooped up a large handful, and began to lick over them, picking up several on his tonuge and slurping them into his mouth. He then opened his mouth and popped the rest in like candies.

Jake got on his knees next to Hux, but he had his own ideas of what to do. He did grab a few handfuls to swallow down, but when Hux tipped his head up to dump another hand full into his mouth, the deer quickly pulled the front of blue dog's shorts, exposing his junk and dumped the hand full down the front.

"'Ey now!" Hux said, looking over just as the deer deposited the last and let go of the canine's pants, making them snap close and trapping the dragons, pressed between the dog's cock and balls and the stretched fabric.

Jake smirked, giving a grope of the dog's package, feeling the tiny squirming figures pressed up against the stretched fabric. "If you are going to wear something, you might as well put it to use."

The dog laughed, before grabbing another handful of dragons from the mall and then turning around, grabbing the deer and pulling him over. The two giants fell over, Hux on the bottom laying over most of the mall.

"Well, I think you shoul' put that mouth of yers to use as w'll, smartass," Hux said. The dog put the whole mass of dragons into his mouth, then reached up and pulled the deer in for a kiss. Jake gave a little chuckle, before their tongues began to battle each other, the hapless dragons caught in between the two giant's muzzles as first Hux's tongue pushed into Jake's mouth, then Jake's tongue into Hux's, until they finally broke away, half the dragons Hux had picked now in both mouths.

"I never took you for the romantic type," Jake said, raising an eyebrow.

"Not usually," Hux admitted. "Gotta' look tough for th' squirt."

Jake laughed. "Where is Crux? I thought he would be here?"

"He and Cimmaron had a 'special' quest," Hux said. "But that just leaves more dragons for the 'est of us."

Jake grinned. "Speaking of that..." he started as he reached under Hux's body to grab another handful of micro dragons, sprinkling them over the dog's broad chest. Many were lost in the deep brown chest hair, while some bounced off the rock hard pecs, a few clinging desperately to Hux's nipples to prevent themselves from falling off. The deer then lowered his own pecs to rub up against the canine's, and the two began to slowly grind over each other, feeding each other dragons and making out.

"You two done yet?" Bart asked, making Hux and Jake look up to see the stallion and D standing over them.

"Why? Want to join?" Jake asked with a smirk.

D shook his head. "You guys do realize we still have a lot of city to flatten right?"

The deer rolled over, flattening another subdivision as Hux got onto his feet again.

"Well, how about we get bigger?" Hux said.

D, Bart and Jake grinned, the silver growth rays appearing in hand where they last had left them.

"Race to 500?" Jake asked.

"Five? Why not seven?" Bart replied.

"Make a solid 1000," D suggested.

"Deal," the other two replied.

"One, two three!"

Suddenly the giants had more than quintupled in height as they shot their growth rays, their feet large enough to cover four city blocks at once. They were just about as tall as the Eiffel tower, and only a few other buildings in Dragon City could rival them. Hux, even without a gun, had magic on his side, and had matched them all in their stature and height.

"Alright, let's finish this!" Jake grinned. "Gotta be some more delicious snacks here."

Jake and Bart went off again to find some smashy, vorey fun, leaving D and Hux together.

"So, 'een," Hux said, turning to D. "Anything in mind?"

The hyena looked over, to see a large industrial area nearby. "I have an idea or two, just for you big blue."

The two titans casually strolled over to the industrial area, taking their time as they demolished factories and warehouses, trapping tiny workers and managers, truck drivers and engineers, all to tease with their massive bodies. Hux particularly enjoyed slipping them in the groves of his well worn sandals or trapping them in his pants, the small dragons tumbling down until they were trapped under his balls and taint, or laying on groups, the cleft of his chest enough to prevent some from being flattened instantly but still tightly pressed together. D also took some pleasure with the tiny dragons, slipping some into his sheath to squirm, or using his feet to press down on them, holding them as they wiggled trying to escape. All the while they fed dozens of dragons to each other, swallowing them whole as they did so.

It was just another hedonistic day for the two, enjoying their particular size at the expense of those too small to resist.

Hux had just started into another factory when his ears suddenly perked, the hairs on the back of his neck rising.

"D, I think we have some company," the giant blue dog said in a menacing drawl

The yeen looked up, confused. "I don't see anything-"

Suddenly D was sprawled on the ground, smashing entire blocks of manufacturing plants and mills, under the foot of a giant dragon who was just the same size as him.

"Cease your transgressions!" the dragon shouted. It was gold and white in medieval style armor, and a long pike pointed right at the hyena's throat.

"Well, that's a fine 'how do you do,'" D commented.

"You have violated the laws of dragonkind; defiled this sacred land with your unworthy bodies! You shall be punished by the Code of the Guardians!"

"Hey, shrimp," Hux boomed.

"Stay still, foul canine! You shall-" The dragon bellowed as he looked over his shoulder, in time for the sun to be blocked under the sheer size of the canine, who have doubled, then doubled again in size in but a moment.

"Have some fun?" the canine asked, helpfully completing the Guardian's sentence.

The blue dog grabbed hold of the large dragon, who was forced to drop his pike as he was hurled up into the air by the giant dog.

"Unhand me!" the Guardian bellowed. "You will unhand me at once!"

"Sure, sure," Hux said, before grabbing the dragon, flipping him upside down, jumping up and powerbombing the dragon straight into the ground, Hux landing with such force that a huge crater in the shape of his butt formed and sent cracks through the ground for a mile or more. The dragon was totally stunned, his armor having been bent and broken in multiple places.

"Oh, going to bring wrestling in, huh?" D said, standing up, and cracking his knuckles. "I can do that!"

"No! No!" the dragon guardian bellowed as D grabbed hold of the dragon, still upside down, lifting him up, and then dropping him into a suplex, smashing the dragon down on an as yet untouched section of the city, pulverizing everything underneath them and sending a shockwave with such force that buildings crumbled, glass blew out, and cars flew away from the impact.

Hux, returning to a more manageable 1000 feet tall, wrapped both arms around the dragon who was just starting, weakly, to get onto his hands and knees, into a Nelson hold. With just a small twitch in his muscular body, Hux flipped the dragon onto his back again, knocking the air out and leaving him stunned and dazed.

"Think he's had enough?" D asked, picking up the pike the dragon had before, and easily breaking it over his knee.

Hux picked up the dragon by the scruff of his neck. "Oh, I think so," Hux said with a grin.

"T-the... Guardians... never... be... defeated!" the dragon drawled, still trying to fight even after having been roughly manhandled.

D lifted up his hand, the device that they had used to grow and shrink re-materializing in his hand. "Well then, I think you deserve another snack."

"No! The Guardians always triumph!" the dragon bellowed as D pulled the trigger.

The dragon, who had the same size as them before rapidly shrank, the bruised and battered armor falling off until, at a measly 50 feet tall, it was just the size of a candy for the giants.

"The Guardians will come! The Guardians will-" the dragon protested, until Hux popped the tiny dragon into his mouth.

"Yeah, you and what army?" D smirked.

As if an answer to the question, D could see a half dozen more guardians, equally massive, equally well armed and armored, fly in from west.

"Care to do the honors?" Hux asked.

D grinned, lifted up his shrink ray, and one after another, turned the approaching Guardian dragons from monolithic harbingers of doom to flea sized specks. With a deep breath, Hux easily sucked them little Guardians of Dragondom into his mouth, and with a swallow confined the great protectors to a snack.

"That was almost too easy," D remarked.

"And they didn' even notice, I bet," Hux said, pointing to the other giants.

D looked across the river to see Jake and Bart participating in a contest to see how many dragons they could eat, buildings they could smash, and times they could cum on the quickly dwindling population. A sea of broken steel, concrete and stone, interlaced with footsteps, buttprints and cock impressions all over, and a truly ridiculous amount of semen, stretched as far as could be seen

All that was left was a giant castle, in the hills overlooking the city.

Standing at a balcony, watching as Dragon City was being pulverized and it's citizens consumed was one of the biggest dragons of all, Dragonfire. The red and gold dragon had done a lot to torment and tease and bully other species over many, many years, and building a great city with all the riches he had accumulated, and he had become a well respected and popular mayor.

But his reign was about to come to an end.

"No. No. No. No," the dragon moaned repeatedly as he watched the giant dreadlocked hyena, the massive blue dog, the titanic hoofless draft stallion and the monstrous demon deer ruined his great city, his pride and joy being pulverized.

The Army had been called, but never appeared. Were they terrified of the monsters and refused to come? Had they never gotten the message? Had they been stopped? When they failed to show up, he had called upon the ancient Guardians, a knightly order with magic at their disposal.

And they had been swatted from the skies so easily.

DF groaned, as another tremble from the giant's rampage made a statue of himself in the garden, carved of marble and gilded in gold where he himself had gold scales, fall and smash to pieces.

His whole mansion, this palace of opulence and luxury, crumbled around him. And it wasn't even from the work of the macros... it was just their combined walking and merry making that was making his castle crumble.

"So, having fun?" a voice asked behind him.

DF tensed up, and spun on his heel. Cimmaron.

"You fucking horse!" the dragon snarled. "You did this!"

"Guilty!" the stallion in the Great War era trench coat and the fancy shirt underneath replied with a small smile. He looked at his miniature hoof-like fingernails, grabbing a file from a table nearby to trim them. He lifted both hands over his shortly cropped mane. "So, what are you going to do with me?"

Dragonfire took a step toward the horse, but then paused. "Oh no. No. No, no no nononono," the dragon grimly chuckled. "I'm not falling for that again."

"We were in a cartoon world at the time," the horse said. "And I did say sorry."

"Who put you up to this? You wouldn't have just done this willy nilly now, would you?"

Cimmaron shrugged. "Oh, I could have. You never know. Just, you know, take you down a bit, pop that ego bubble of yours."

"I don't buy it."

"Fine, you got me," Cimmaron said, pulling out his Chronodevice, and summoning a portal beside him.

And out stepped Crux. While just as blue as Hux, with the same brown hair, he was a lithe and thin guy, wearing a t-shirt with #EatTheDragons on it.

"You!" DF said, his eyes going wide.

"Me!" Crux replied with a grin, before pulling out a silver size ray from behind his back.

"No!" DF said, stumbling backwards.

"You dragons really need to be put in your place," Crux said.

"Don't you dare!"

"Teasing us smaller folks, bullying us... eating us," the blue dog continued. "But the tables have turned! How do you like it?"

DF scrambled backwards to the balcony, his back pushed up against a pillar.

The pillar shook with a huge force, then collapsed, as did all the rest of the statues and half the castle all around him. DF looked up to see all four macros now standing outside his house, grinning ear to ear.

"Oh lookie, the last dragon in Dragon City," Bart remarked.

"It would be a shame if something happened to him, eh?" Jake asked.

"No! No!" he turned to Cimmaron. "The timeline! You know, the multiverse! Won't this ruin that? Why are you doing the complete opposite of your job?"

The horse shrugged. "There are millions of DragonFire's out there, and just as many Dragon City's. We won't miss one."

"Plus, I can rebuild it later. If I want to," Hux said with a smirk.

"C'mon already!" Jake shouted. "Eat the Dragons!"

"Eat the Dragons!" the Hux, D, Bart and Cimmaron all joined in the chant. "Eat the Dragons!"

Crux walked right up to DF, the gun in hand, until he was chest to chest with the 20 foot tall dragon.

"Eat," Crux whispered, before pulling the trigger.

DF instantly shrunk to the size of a pebble.

"The," Crux said, as DF looked up in shock and dismay as the blue pup reached down to pick up the tiny dragon, and raised him up to the level of his eyes.

"Dragons," Crux grinned, before opening his mouth and dumping DF into his mouth, and with a swallow, ate the last dragon in Dragon City.