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Kaijuu Daikessen

Titanous, California, USA

40° 39' 29.997"N, 124° 15' 49.677"W

March 23, 2027

UUUURRRRRRRR!!! UUUUUUURRRRRRRR!!!

WARNING!!! WARNING!!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!! A GIGAS HAS APPEARED TO THE NORTH EAST!!! ALL CIVILIANS ARE ADVISED TO HEAD FOR THE NEAREST SAFE ZONE!!! WARNING!!! WARNING!!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!

Pure.

Uncontrollable.

Chaos.

The rampant, wild screams of defenseless civilians echoed loud upon the streets, mixing with the roars of others as feet pounded alongside feet. They stormed through the city; men, women, children, pulling and tugging one another as they headed for the nearest safe zone as dictated by the government. It mattered not what you were; from the mightiest of bears, to the smallest of hares, all amounted to nothing in comparison to their strength.

THOOOMM...! THOOOOMM...!

Footsteps in the distance sent a rumbling through the land, shaking buildings, cars and people alike. It was like an earthquake of momentous proportions, rumbling one... after another... after another. It drew closer still, the ruminations stronger, the sounds louder, bending the reinforced steel that they forged their metropolis out of.

In the end, all that beastkind had created, failed in comparison to their mighty power.

Life wasn't always like that. Heh, ask some of your eldest grandparents, and they may even recant a time where their existence was saved solely for movies, for fiction, and at best, for mythology. To think that creatures of their size and power could be real? Hah... outlandish. Impossible even.

But the signs had always been there, as wild as that is to believe. Ancient races had worshiped them for centuries, spoken of them in great detail nonetheless. Titanic beings of even greater power; the kind who could easily rule this planet. Beastkind thought they were in control due to their great intelligence, but in reality, they were only leasing the planet from its _real_owners.

The year was 1954 when the first of their kind appeared. A wicked monster of raw, destructive fury, something so outlandish, so impossible, that it was thought to be nothing more than a hoax to the majority of the ignorant population. It appeared in Japan, off the coast in fact, where it crossed over the mainland.

A reptilian creature, it's height towered over all but the tallest sky scrapers, it's power matched only by those of the greatest of bombs. There was no arguing, no swaying, no way for the peons below to possibly curtail the beast. No.

It came. It saw. And under a matter of hours, it conquered.

The beast became known simply as Monster-One, and its appearance heralded the coming of a new age. One where beastkind needed to prepare for them, less they cease to exist. For Monster-One was not just a rare, random occurrence. Over the coming years, many, many, _many_would arise. Monsters of reptiles, monsters of mammals, plant-based monsters, bug-based monsters, demonic monsters, alien monsters with no describable comparison, monsters of all shapes and sizes!

They went by many names: God Beasts, Kaiju, heh, 'giant monster' if you want to be rather unoriginal about it. But the scientific community came up with the simple - yet still daunting - title of 'Gigas'.

And right now, a Gigas had appeared over the city's horizon.

"General Kazuya, drone imagery has revealed the location and the identity of the Gigas!"

"Hrrgh... bring it up on monitor."

The city of Titanous... heh, quite the coincidental name, eh? In certain areas of the world, there are places that have been notified as being a high-risk zone. Locations where Gigas appear more likely, for reasons that scientists are still struggling to understand. In days old, the city of Titanous was a popular worship spot for the Gigas... did that have anything to do with it?

Right now, did any of that matter?

A.I.M.S. The AIMS Corporation. They were the head company in terms of Gigas investigations. What makes them tick, why do they do the things they do, can they be reasoned with, and above all, can they be _stopped?_To that end, they have bases all around the globe, dedicated to studying the Gigases as best they can, no matter their size and power. Being the leaders in their field, they knew a thing or two when it came to a Gigas attack.

In a command room in an unknown location, a massive screen shifted from a view of a map with various information on in, to that of the oncoming Gigas. The room was filled to the teeth with scientist and military personnel, all working together to gain a understanding of the current Gigas attack. On the walls and even on the floor of this room, the AIMS emblem laid large and visible.

And in the center of the room stood the man currently commanding the operation. A wicked wolf, hair a jet-black, fur brown in some areas, gray in others, and with a build that showed many years of battle. Hell, the left side of his face was even covered in an eyepatch from some dangerous conflict he weathered in the past.

But now, his army garbs had been replaced by a lab coat, though his was a dark green in color. On his chest laid a full list of badges and chevrons, showing just how high he was in whatever organization he was a member of. So much so, that everyone knew his name by sight alone.

"General Kazuya Zettai," said a subordinate to his right as she clicked away at her computer console, "Contact with the Gigas has been made. It is coming on screen right now."

"Good..."

The massive screen blinked a few times, data and information beaming into view as the drones that relayed it finally focused themselves. It's figure and stature was looming; a wicked monstrosity of power and muscles, one that stood at a massive 97 meters tall. That would be 328 feet to you non-metric users. Its body was covered in green scales like that of a reptile, though fluffy, wild, white fur laid on its chest and even ran up to its shoulders. Meanwhile its legs - while also scaled - extended into three-pronged feet that resembled the talons of a bird. These reptilian stylings matched with the beasts head, which too was reptilian in nature. A long snout, slit eyes, sharp and jagged teeth, and wicked tusks that extended from the very end of its jaw.

But all who saw it recognized the creature first and foremost by its horns. It's incredibly unique horns. It wasn't like the horns of a ram, nor was it like the horns of a deer, or, hell, even the horn of a narwhal for that matter. No, its horns curled around its head like a disk, where they connected to one another right beneath this beast's chin. It gave the creature a unique style and design all its own, adding to its dangerous power, for anything that came close to it was easily swatted away by its wicked, gold-colored horns.

THOOOMM...! THOOOOMM...!

It's footsteps shook the ground as the bipedal beast continued on its trek towards Titanous. Eyes burning yellow with fury, it would not be swayed by the number of mechanical drones that flew around it. All it took was a mere lashing of the beast's whip-like tail and it effortlessly tore through these machines, triggering wicked explosions as their bits sprinkled to the earth below.

And when its foes had been dispatched, it glared towards the city in the distance, mouth opening wide to let out a ear-splitting roar.

"GRRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!"

The sky quivered from such a bellow, gray clouds began to swirl up above, and the earth rumbled from on end to the other. The sight of such a wicked creature as it continued its relentless trek towards the city, caused Kazuya to grip his hands tightly as they laid behind him.

"Hrrggh... Gilgorn..." he muttered to himself in slight frustration.

Gigas Raiden, or - as the general population had taken to calling him - Gilgorn was typically a mountain-based Gigas, one known to sleep for months on end. But when he did awaken, he often went on a tirade, making a mess on all sorts of areas before finally being incapacitated.

His appearance here was... unsettling to say the least. Why would he leave his mountainside abode to come down to the coastal city of Titanous? What business did he have for this 'visit'?

"What should we do, General?" asked his subordinate.

"Keep an eye on Gilgorn while focusing on getting civilians into the safe zone," he answered quickly and concisely, "If he comes near the city's perimeter however, ready the Anti-Gigas prec--"

GGGGGGRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

The entire room shook... that's not good in the least bit. Their base was far from danger, and was forged to be unshakable from all but the mightiest of Gigases. The fact that their room shook was enough to instill immediate fear within everyone, and even caused them to look around in a cautious manner. Kazuya himself was briefly shaken, before looking over towards one of his subordinates.

"Report!" he shouted.

"That shake came from the North East, close to Gilgorn's position!" she answered, "But... that's impossible. It's further away from us than Gilgorn is but we still felt it!" she started typing away furiously at her board, "Sending drones over to investigate."

"There's no need," Kazuya suddenly said, stunning his subordinate.

"Beg pardon, general?"

"There's no need," he repeated more sternly, "Can't you see? It's her..."

GGGGGGRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!

That roar was even mightier than before, shaking the land down to the mantle, and even causing their machinery to start buzzing and spazzing out. The many scientist around tensed up with disbelief, confused by how such a being could shake their systems considering the massive distance they had from the Gigases. But General Kazuya was not afraid, not deterred, for there was only one being in the world capable of such raw strength.

Out on the fields where Gilgorn stood, the drones still hovering around him could feel the heat index in the air increasing rapidly. From a cool 70 degrees Fahrenheit, to 80, to 90, to 100, 150, 200, 290, 300; higher, and higher, and higher!

The heats were intense, long since past levels that would kill a mortal creature. All the scientists and General Kazuya remained glued to their stations, watching the screens closely for this newly approaching Gigas. Mostly everyone was already afraid, but the general remained cautious... hell, a smirk even began to grow over his lips.

A shadow had appeared right over the mountain ridge.

"There!" shouted one of the scientist, "Gigas located! 28 degress North East! It's--"

"GGGGGGRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAA!!!"

As the roar split the skies, so too did a beam of red-hot fire that streamed towards the heavens like a pillar. It coated the already gray skies black with smog, and caused Gilgorn to turn his head to face it. His expression grew tense, teeth grinding against teeth, for this was not an attack but instead a showing of power. A sign if you will, for the strength belonging to this approaching Gigas was not to be trifled with. Gilgorn was mighty yes... but _she_was mightier.

The heat grew stronger, a few drones even melting and breaking in the air. Others pulled away, their lenses aimed towards the approaching giant that stood to face Gilgorn.

Her appearance was like that of a shadow, thick and opaque. A bipedal creature, her fur was bristling and wild, thick in some areas - like her arms and legs - while thinner in others - like her entire midsection, shoulders and thighs.

She was a canine, specifically wolf-like in stature. Her longer nose, her wilder fur, her thicker, bushy tail, larger, bulkier paws and hands; they could all only belong to a creature that was lupine in nature. Strength was infused within every fiber in her being, showing through with her every earth-shaking step. Her ears twitched, raising high into the sky, while her deadly eyes glared towards Gilgorn and Gilgorn alone.

But...

Her eyes were positively _demonic_in nature. Sclera that were black while her irises were red-orange. They looked less like eyes, and more like portals into the gates of Hell itself.

Long hair flowed from her head, spilling down along her back in a wild, unkempt manner. Yet as it billowed through the wind during her approach, a wave of some sort pulsed through her form. Perhaps it was some sort of energy, demonic in nature? Was she gathering power from deep within, or summoning it from the air around? Regardless, an ashen color began to appear along her unkempt mane, taking root around the edges while more changes started to appear along the rest of her body.

The thicker fur on her arms began to turn a heated red, specifically at her elbows and wrists. This change was matched by the thicker fur on her legs, turning a deep crimson color at her ankles in particular. Scans showed that these areas on her body were incredibly_hot. Hot enough to beat out the flames of a volcano. Hell, hot enough to match the flames of the _sun.

Yet she did not burn the lands around her, did not set fire with her every powerful footstep. For, you see, the flames she produced were not regular flames... it was hellfire.

She was a towering monolith of a creature, her height a fair few meters taller than Gilgorn in fact. How much taller? 115 Meters... or, 377 feet, give or take. It made her visible from all around, with very few structures capable of obscuring her.

Her great and powerful body held such an alluring figure to it as well; amazonian would be the best descriptor. A busty chest, a thinner, slim waist, toned thighs and legs, all matched with the musculature of a fit athlete. The abs that ran along her waist in particular looked mighty enough to rebuff missiles... and they have.

In particular, running through the center of her chest was a thicker patch of red and black fur, one that pulsated as her great hellfire began to run through her veins. This matched with the thick red patches of fur from before, which themselves started to get wilder and spikier. The ashen color that ran through her hair also turned a crimson red, while her eyebrows actually sparked to explode into flames themselves.

Gigases have another term that people use to describe them, that of an 'eldritch abomination'. Creatures far too incredible to possibly exist, and their strength is just as marvelous. But this Gigas? No, the term 'abomination' was far too strong, far too disturbing to describe her. She was more like a goddess.

A_demonic_ goddess.

Curiously - and unlike her fellow Gigases - she actually had some modicum of clothing to her appearance. Not made of fabric though, instead it was stone. Ancient stone that was just as jet-black as her fur, wrapped around her neck, chest, and thighs like armor.

Many scientist have spent hours analyzing her armaments, trying to figure out their origin if possible. The answers however, were just as perplexing after as they were before. Hers was a storied history that ranged from many different areas of the world, and it showed in her armor. It did not just have design elements from just one area of the world, but multiple, ranging from the Aztec, Inca and Mayan, to Roman and Greek, and even Jomon and Yayoi from Japan and the Shang Dynasty in China.

She was a Gigas whose chronicles were closely tied with great protection in beastkind... as well as ruthless destruction. She has gone by many names in history, from Cerberus to Hecate, Sekhmet to Anubis, Chernobog and Shiva, Coatlicue and Ahriman, just to name a few. But today, she goes by a different, more universal name.

The Phantom God Beast. The Deity of Destruction. Gigas Hades.

The_Empress _of the Monsters.

Surtra!

"GGGGGGRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAA!!!"

Her mighty appearance brought a shift to the air, and no, it's not because of the increase in heat. There was a swelling of hope for everyone in the command center as Surtra approached Gilgorn, her eyes even pulsing with fiery intent. However, the drones that watched the battle all began to heat up and break apart, as was typical for Surtra's mighty power. In a way, it was like a bubble of fire emerged around her whenever she heated up, one so great, it made scanning her fights incredibly difficult. Drones exploded, lens split and cracked, others melted entirely, all as Surtra grew closer and closer and closer. Gilgorn would not be deterred however, the wicked, lizard giving a vicious snarl that shook the lands once again. But the hellhound was not impressed, her eyes merely squinting in.

"Rrrrrr!!! RRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

All around Gilgorn, the earth began to shake. Entire patches of dirt and soil even came breaking out of the ground, flowing upwards slowly as the horned Gigas began to summon his own abilities. Higher and higher, the clouds above him began to swirl in a circular motion. A storm was starting to brew, and Gilgorn was the eye of it. A powerful Gigas in his own right, he had the ability to summon lightning whenever he pleased. Said lightning focused itself upon his irregular curved horns, where he guided it to strike himself.

Thus the reasoning behind his title of Gigas Raiden.

Like a dish, Gilgorn caught the lightning upon his golden horns, allowing it to surge and cackle through them. Yet Surtra remained still and ready, fearless in the face of such power. In fact, she spread out her legs, taking a more battle ready stance in preparation while a cocky smirk adorned her lips. Gilgorn was not amused.

"RRAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

ZZZZRRRRRRRTTTT!!!

A wicked purple bolt of electricity came flying from his horns, shooting towards Surtra with precise aim. Right before the bolt struck her however, a blaze of fire came roaring from the hellhound's wrist, striking the bolt right before it could hit her. She swatted it aside, sending the bolt crashing into the mountain beside her. The impact rattled the earth, stones and mud cascading down in a vicious landslide that fell to Surtra's back.

Now it was her turn to not be amused.

"HHHHHRRRAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

FWOOOOOOSHHHHH!!!

Eyes pulsing red-hot, the mighty hellion shot a beam of her wicked flames towards Gilgorn, striking him square in the chest. Its mighty power was enough to break through his electrical shield, throwing him back into the earth and triggering a quake. He pulled up as quick as he could, but Surtra was faster, getting on all fours like a natural wolf. Feet kicking up, she leaped towards her dazed opponent, taking to the air where she quickly pounded him upon the earth.

KA-THOOOOOMMMMMM!!!

The rattle sent a wicked quake through the ground; a 9.1 on the Richter Scale, to be exact. Gilgorn was pinned beneath Surtra's mighty body, her hands pressing upon his horns to keep him in place. He struggled, but her strength was far, far greater than his. And when her hand wrapped around his neck...

"URGHK!?"

She had him trapped, completely and utterly. Those flames burned, but did not singe his skin in the slightest. It kept him pacified, which was exactly what Surtra wanted. Her captive pray, unable to move, unable to fight her off, completely free to be _dominated_in any way she pleased.

And Surtra was the _queen_of domination!

They say that the top three reasons for any Gigas altercations come down to food, fighting... and fucking. And Surtra? Heh, she was the reasons for that last one. For her, the fight was only half the fun. The other half...?

Slowly the hellhound rose up from Gilgorn's body, the horned beast looking up with his reptilian eyes. He was still dazed however, unable to push himself up against the ground before...

THOOOOSHHH!!!

The earth shook, his glossy eyes looking down to see the round, shapely ass of the hellhound rubbing up against his crotch. Perhaps it was the heat she had emitted before, or maybe the fact that he struck himself with lightning, regardless Gilgorn's blood was pumping furiously within his veins. In doing so, well, the object of Surtra's affection began to rise.

Steadily the sheath on his crotch began to emerge, the pinkness of his titanic cock appearing from it soon after. Thick and long, it was reptilian in nature, with a spear-like tip, and a knot with barbs lining along it. Gazing between her legs, Surtra licked her lips in a pleased manner, her tail softly swaying from left to right.

Higher... harder... thicker!

Good thing no normal person was around, for the arousing scent in the air would have been overwhelming. Sex already includes a multitude of odors and fluids, be it sweat, vaginal or from the penis. But when it comes to Gigases? Its far more potent.

The odors in the air was strong enough to _kill_a person. Doubly so with Surtra's intense heat, that caused Gilgorn's body to produce copious amounts of sweat. Enough sweat to drown a town in fact, perhaps enough sweat to cover half the city of Titanous in a pond.

The horned Gigas let out a deep moan, though it sounded more like a roar from such a sizable beast. Gazing down, his eyes continued to watch as Surtra's round, shapely ass began to rub up against his throbbing cock. She knew how to move, working her hips up and down to stroke his length along the valley of her ass. Every run sent a surge of pleasure through his body, more so than the lightning from before.

However, any thoughts of overpowering Surtra were immediately cut short thanks to her ever present heat. The air was blistering, sapping the reptilian beast of nearly all his strength. It left him laid out on the ground and mountainside as nothing more than a sex toy for the domineering hellhound.

And she was going to fucking enjoy it!

The flames of Hell sprouted around Surtra's body, coating her completely. But they did not burn Gilgorn, nor his throbbing cock. Instead, it caused the stone clothing she wore to vanish away into ash, which soon dissipated into the air. This left Surtra completely naked, her voluptuous yet athletic figure put on full display.

Her heavy and large breasts bounced out for all, her nipples and areola being gray in color. And damn, were they so hard. A sinister sliver of drool also began to hang from the hellhound's lips, slobbering all over her tits while her hips raised up.

Her pussy was like her nipples; gray in color due to her demonic origins. That didn't mean the toned labia of her cunt was any less slick with her juices, that arousal having flown through every inch of her body. And with Gilgorn's cock ready for the taking, Surtra couldn't wait anymore.

She aimed it up with her folds, bit down on her bottom lip, and--

"HRRRRRRGGHHHHHH!!!"

"GRRRHHOOOOOOOOOOUUUHHHHHH!?!?"

The combined roars from the two Gigases were enough to break the sound barrier, the skies overhead splitting from it as well. Surtra threw her head back in lust, hair flying, flames spouting from her form and mouth as well.

Gilgorn's thick cock filled her out so perfectly; inch by inch. When's the last time she's had a reptilian paramour? Funnily enough, quite a while. Granted, she's been _destroying_a lot of other Gigases as of late, so that may be a reason for this recent dry spell.

Well well, lucking Gilgorn then.

Popping a squat on the reptile's cock, Surtra began to raise and lower her hips with her sensual movements. Her pussy stroked along his dick, then pushed back down, every impact being enough to shake a bed... which meant every impact was just another quake that rumbled through the air.

If her first pounce was a 9.1 on the Richter Scale, then Surtra's rhythmic poundings were 6s in level. Every pound down of her titanic hips, shook the earth, and drew such roaring moans from Gilgorn's mouth. Surtra's pussy was as hot as Hell, and her sweat smelled like sulfur to boot. But despite what should be unpleasant, he felt nothing but pleasure. The burns on his cock added to the pleasure he felt, while her sulfuric odor drew him in deeper and deeper. Gilgorn was at her absolute mercy, and that's exactly where he wanted to be.

"HEHEHEHEHEHEH!!! HEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!"

Surtra's vicious and victorious laughter filled the air, along with the sounds of their bodies meeting, impact after impact after impact. Hoooooh, the slickness of Gilgorn's cock stroked all of her good spots, and the barbs on his knot made sure to rub against her clit and pussy as well. Hmm... would she let him knot her? The thought certainly ran through her head, and as a canine herself, she'd greatly appreciate the feeling...

But no... she had business to attend to further down the line, so...

THOOOOM!!! THOOOOM!!! THOOOOM!!! THOOOOM!!!

Every massive impact of her body sent a quake through the land, shaking dirt and sediment, and further overpowering Gilgorn. He couldn't move with that heat sapping his strength, and her massive ass clapping against his dick. All he could do was watch as that luscious posterior bounced and bounced and bounced, her mouth laying in such a sinister grin.

Gilgorn just couldn't take it anymore! He tried to fight her off as best he could, but--

"GRRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!"

Clouds swirling over head, a bolt of lighting came surging down, striking Gilgorn where he laid. Like before, it flowed along his curved horns, but this time it actually coursed into his body as a whole. For a few moments, Gilgorn's entire form cackled with electricity, which naturally traveled through his cock, and into Surtra's pussy.

That's exactly what she wanted.

"RRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"

Flames flowed from her mouth, painting the skies red and black as her pussy gripped his cock like a vice. No longer in control of himself, Gilgorn climaxed, his seed shooting deep into the pussy of the hellhound. But with his body charged, he came into her with the force of a lightning strike! It was furious and mighty, a feeling that no mere mortal could ever hope to experience! To feel the orgasmic power of a thunderbolt... hah! There was truly nothing like it!

"RRRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHHHHH!!!"

Drool slipping from her lips and chin, Surtra matched Gilgorn's orgasm, her cunt letting out a torrent of white-hot pussy juices all over his cock. Much like everything that came form her body, it was incredibly hot, hot enough to melt the skin off a normal person no less. Her pussy continued to tighten around Gilgorn's cock however, drawing every bit of his reptilian seed as deep into her as it could go, whilst leaving his body completely drained.

She shook her hips, wiggled them, laughed a few more times in a belittling manner, before finally allowing her hips to raise up from his cock.

SQLLUUUURRRCHHHH!!!

Globs upon globs of his seed came spluttering from her cunt, coating the lands around them in thick seed. The air thus smelled less like the coastline, and more like a beast's orgasm, even strong enough to overpower the odor of brimstone that wafted from Surtra's body naturally.

The hellion didn't mind however, for she casually stood tall above him. He was out for the count, defeated by her superior body. It was enough to make Surtra laugh all the more, while the heated appearance of her super powered body began to relax. Fur returning to that jet-black state it was in before, the hellhound began leaving the area for parts unknown.

Dominance imposed over Gilgorn.

Now, on to the next battle.

...

Wakasa Bay, Japan

35° 32' 35.659"N, 135° 54' 18.456"E

March 30, 2027

"General Kazuya! There you are!" shouted his subordinate as she came to his side, the haggard wolf merely rolling his eye.

"My apologies. Flights between countries have just become rather difficult these days," he replied as he continued heading down the hall, his gaze locked on the metal doors before him, "What's the situation?"

AIMS Japan Branch. The walls here were just as sterile and silver as the halls of every other AIMS base. Honestly, once you've been to one you been to them all, and they all start to blend together. Kazuya navigated it flawlessly so, pushing on towards this base's command center as his subordinate followed behind.

Already the halls were jam-packed with soldiers, rushing to stop the current Gigas attack. The alarms were blaring as well; the Gigas Threat Level at maximum. Somewhere - somewhere close nonetheless - two Gigases were already going on at. The location?

"Wakasa Bay..." Kazuya muttered upon entering the command room, his eye falling on the screen before him.

On the other end of the screen was a towering titan of tentacles... and_flowers_. A wicked beast that stood at a monstrous 140 meters (459 feet), its body a swirling mass of vines and tendrils, all command by a single spire at the center. This single spire was like that of a beautiful yet deadly flower; a Venus Flytrap. Its mouth was closed however, while its slithering appendages had something wrapped within its vicious grasp.

Speaking of those tentacles...

They were plant-like for the most part, but upon further inspection, one would realize that its surface was not coarse and rough like a plant's vines. No, instead, it was more like skin. Specifically, skin that wouldn't be out of place on a cephalopod. Slithering and membranous, it was smooth and soft to the touch, malleable as well, unlike plant life. However, the tips of these tendrils had petals on them, each one a different color; red, blue, yellow, pink, white, and so much, much more. And what laid within the center of these flowers?

Why,mouths of course.

She was a wicked Gigas, one whose overgrowth could dominate a metropolis in a matter of minutes. To the scientific community, she was known as Gigas Demeter. To everyone else, she was--

"Plantopus," Kazuya snarled, his hand tightening around the air, "What is she doing here?"

"We're still unclear to that, sir," said his subordinate, "She appeared an hour ago, and has already been in battle with another Gigas."

"Which Gigas is that?" asked the general, only for the answer to reveal itself soon after.

"GHRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAAHHH!!!"

A groaning cry left Surtra's lips, her head pointing up to the foggy skies overhead. Vines were wrapping around her toned body, keeping her bound and unable to move. Her hands and arms were held above her head, tied together by the wrists, and making movement impossible thanks to their superior strength. Meanwhile, more tentacles kept her legs squeezed together, wrapping around her thighs and hips to further restrain her movements.

Well, this was quite the bind, wasn't it?

Thick fog permeated the air in Wakasa Bay, obscuring view for miles around. The hellhound could see a few gleaming lights from ships belonging to the Japanese Navy, hell, she could even make out a few skyscrapers at Tsuruga Port, but for the most part, her vision was dominated by the colorful tentacles belonging to Plantopus.

She was thighs deep in the waters of the bay, while the constricting vines continued to swirl around her body. They tightened harder and harder, groping her fur and skin with their unique touch. It was like she was being rubbed by both the firmness of plant vines, yet the softness of octopus skin!

One of those tentacles began wrapping around her waist, tightening, harder and harder. That grasp caused Surtra to bend over, her knees buckling as she nearly fell-face first into the waters of the bay. But Plantopus held complete control over her body, keeping her standing as those tentacles grew in power.

"GGGRRRRGHHHHHHH...! HAAAAAAHH...!"

Surtra's roars were even growing weaker, the flames on her body dimming out. In doing so, the stone clothes she wore suddenly dispersed into ash as oppose to hellfire like usual, leaving the hellhound completely naked. Her heavy breasts bounced open upon release, her gray nipples getting harder against the cold ocean winds.

Plantopus was quick to seize upon this, her tentacles flying in at great speed. Two of them slipped and wrapped around Surtra's chest, sliding between her buxom breasts to give them such a hard squeeze. Pleasure surging through her, the hellhound let out a howling moan to the wind as the overpowering plant monster continued to toy with her body. Those tentacles felt so good against her fur and flesh, like a leather whip to skin no less. Their every stroke, every squeeze, every touch, helped draw out deeper, more needy moans from the hellion's lips.

This was how Plantopus dominated her foes. Not only did she have many dexterous tentacles that could move in all sorts of ways, each one was strong enough to shatter concrete and steel with ease. When it came to Gigas Battles, Plantopus would crush her foes into submission with her mighty grip. And thanks to her strength, very few Gigases could even hope of defending themselves against it.

Was Surtra even trying to fight it off anymore? Her flaming eyes were slit with lust, her mouth wide as moans left her. Such hot spit began to ooze from her lips, while the juices from her cunt began to line down her legs and thighs. One of Plantopus's tentacles even came slithering around her neck, giving her a taunting squeezing that made it heart to breath. Meanwhile, the tip of that tentacle took aim with the hellhound's moaning mouth. She looked down at it, and it dove it.

"HHHRRRGMMMMMPHHHH!!!"

Moaning deeply around that thick tentacle, Surtra felt it slide deep into her hot mouth. Her tongue slicked along the bottom of it, treating it like a cock... a cock with a strangely _fruity_taste to it. Mmmm... delicious! Drool as hot as lava oozed from her lips, while the tentacle began to pump and writhe, pushing in and pulling out of her mouth with such deft, slithering movements. It grooved along her tongue, graced along her teeth, slid along her gums, and with every penetration, pushed deeper and deeper and deeper.

Eventually, Surtra felt that tendril push into her throat, the size of it great enough to be visible along her throat and esophagus. Breathing grew even harder, a feeling that only added to the pleasure she was feeling. Elation fueled the hellhound, her mind drifting away into lalaland, while her foe continued to play with her body.

Abrasive movements dying off, Surtra was now fully at Plantopus' mercy, and the plant-based Gigas was poised to act upon this. Her tendrils began to pry apart Surtra's legs, revealing her drooling cunt. One tentacle slid between her thighs, where it slicked along her pussy. The mere touch of it sent a shiver down Surtra's body, which was soon clenched upon even harder by Plantopus' vines. Meanwhile, the vines around her legs spread them further and further apart, whilst lifting her up into the air. Two tentacles soon took aim with her lower body; one with her pussy, the other with her anus. Both were wet from the waters of the bay, as well as Plantopus' own secretions.

No hesitation.

JAB!

JAB!

"HHHHHRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Surtra gave a crying moan around the tentacle in her mouth, while the two tentacles below penetrated her with no hesitation. Her cunt was quick to clamp down around the upper tentacle, pulling it deep into her and holding it dear. It grooved along her velvety walls, where - much like the tentacle in her mouth - it began to push in deeper and deeper.

But that's not to say the lower tentacle was going to be outdone! It pushed in deeper as well, whilst rubbing against her bitter anal walls. The two tentacles were so filling, so thick, and their movements so great, Surtra could feel them rubbing against one another through the inner walls of her body. She had never been this filled before, at least not in both her ass and her pussy at the same time!

And what about Surtra herself? Such tightness! Such precision! Such control! The hellhound's body was perfection in the way her two holes squeezed in around the tendrils, stroking them off and making Plantopus shudder with pleasure. Some spores even sprinkled along her body, her own showing of arousal as she continued to play with Surtra's body.

The hellhound was still fighting, still had power; Plantopus needed to take that away from her! So her tentacles began pumping with such speed and power, fucking Surtra deeper and deeper. The lewd sound of her pussy popping echoed all out in Wakasa Bay, the waters around them trembling and quaking. The inner warmth of Surtra's body was getting unbearable, matched only by the incredible heat and juices that flowed from her cunt. Squelch after squelch, pop after pop, slurp after slurp, growing and growing and growing, until--

POP!

"GGGRRRAAAAAAHHHHAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

FWOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSHHHH!!!

Plantopus' tendril snapped from Surtra's mouth, just in time to dodge a stream of fire that came bursting from her lips. Her vicious moan was matched by her overwhelming orgasm, her pussy sending out a gush of feminine cum. It squirted out of her pussy, being frothy and hot as it stained Plantopus' tentacles, as well as the bay beneath. The oceans here would certainly smell of Surtra's sex for days, maybe months, perhaps even _years_to come, thanks to how powerful and copious it was.

Squirting, squirting, squirting, flowing endlessly into the oceans around and causing it to bubble as well. Surtra's eyes continued to roll back, her body growing limp from the mind-blowing orgasm she suffered. Fuck, was it amazing.

It left her body steaming; both from sweat and her own dying hellfire. Alas, this was what Plantopus wanted; a completely defeated and defenseless pray. For you see, Plantopus was not like other Gigases.

Slowly, the Venus Flytrap that was her core began to open up, revealing why Plantopus was considered a 'she' in the world of monsters. For as those teeth parted and the inner pink of the mouth within revealed itself, the form and figure of a woman also appeared.

She stood tall as every other Gigas; a woman with a voluptuous figure and build. She wasn't like Surtra in the way that the hellhound was like an amazon; toned and muscular, athletic and powerful. No, Plantopus was far more feminine, with more curves, an even slimmer waist, bustier breasts, and wider, thicker hips.

Much like Surtra, the scalea of her eyes were black, while her irises were a jade-green in color. Such alluring eyes as well; they have been used to trap many a prey in her lifetime. It matched with her mature and alluring looks, owning the face of a vivacious duchess in comparison to Surtra's more vicious visage.

Unlike Surtra however, Plantopus had no fur or even scales to speak off. Instead she had what could only be described as 'flesh', though it was a lighter shade of green in comparison to her vines and tentacles. And, oh yes, her tentacles.

Even within the mouth of her flytrap they existed, slithering around her body to cover her breasts like some sort of formfitting dress. Or perhaps this was shielding to better protect her from her opponents. Unlike the tentacles outside her shell that took the image of plant vines, the tentacles within her flytrap looked more like a celaphod's tentacles. There were no flowers here, with every tentacle being tipped, and even having suction cups running along the underside of them. Dark green tentacles even sat on the Gigas' head, making it look like she was sporting a short bob for a hairstyle.

Half octopus, half plant, all monster, Plantopus was unlike any other Gigas. And to make her even more dangerous, she did something a rare few monsters did. That would be the fact that Plantopus was known to_devour_ her defeated opponents. For you see, whatever her flytrap closes in on is_never_seen again.

And now Surtra was being brought in closer and closer towards the flytrap. Her eyes were closed, the fires on her body having turned to nothing but smolder and ash. She was defeated, her body immobile; the perfect prey to feed Plantopus' boundless appetite. She drifted closer and closer, the plant-based Gigas even reaching out to touch upon her unconscious face to help guide her in towards her awaiting doom. Surtra was just a few meters away... before her eyes suddenly reopened, a savage grin appearing on her face.

Plantopus pulled back in confusion, only to realize that this was all a ruse. Surtra was not defeated, no, she was just getting started!

Quickly the flytrap closed in over the hellhound, but it was already too late. Her body heated up and fire sprouting from her eyebrows, the thick fur around her elbows and knees also sprouting flames much like in her battle against Gilgorn. To her back she felt the mouth of the flytrap as it oozed its syrup all over her, while to her front she had one angry Plantopus to contend with. But Surtra was far, far more powerful than anything her opponent could throw at her, especially now that she was trapped with her true self.

Plantopus tried to push against Surtra with one of her tentacles, but it didn't work. The hellhound instead reached out to grab her by her shoulder and head, where she pulled her in and--

"MMMMFFFF!!!"

Kissed_her. _Deeply.

Surtra's mouth pressed hard to Plantopus' mouth, her tongue delving in just as deep. The plant-based Gigas tried to fight her off, but the longer the kiss went on, the more docile she found herself becoming. Surtra - despite all her fire and ferocity - was an incredibly skilled kisser. Her broad tongue slithered and swirled around Plantopus' tongue, bringing her into such a sensual dance. She even moaned against her hellion lover, her abrasive antics also growing slower.

The tables had been turned, with Plantopus now being the one who clung closer to Surtra in search of pleasure. Her tentacles released her body, revealing her voluptuous form and heavy breasts. Nipples that were a dark green against the rest of her body, and so hard as well. With them exposed, one of Surtra's hands quickly grabbed upon them, her claws sinking in.

Pleasure started to overwhelm Plantopus all the more, her eyes rolling back as shameless moans left her. She could taste Surtra's piping hot spit as it poured into her mouth, and it damn was it so good! More and more, Plantopus needed it! The spit even started to turn a heated orange, for Surtra had mixed her flames with it to give it an extra spicy taste!

How could something this amazing possibly exist!?

"LAAAALHAAAAAAAHHHHAAAAHHHLHAAAA!!!" Plantopus moaned when their lips parted, orange spit oozing from her wobbling lips.

With her enemy dazed for the time being, Surtra grinned in a sinister manner, her hand even releasing Plantopus' head. Slowly she began to descend, claws gracing along the sensual figure belonging to the plant-based Gigas, while her head finally stopped right at her cunt.

"LAH!?"

Gasping in surprise, Plantopus found her legs and tentacles being pried open, her pussy now revealed to her blazing lover. No, wait; Plantopus is a plant, right? So the correct term would not be pussy, or cunt, or vagina, no... it would be pistil.

Surtra drooled hungrily at the sight of Plantopus' pistil as it oozed her sweet nectar. The plant-based Gigas attempted to close her legs, but the hellion would not be deterred. Grabbing Plantopus' thighs, she kept them nice and open, before quickly launching in to taste from her body.

"HRRROMMMPHHHH!!!"

"LAAAHHHAAAHHHHAAAA!!!"

Pleasure dominating her senses, Plantopus threw her head back and moaned against the ceiling of her flytrap. Surtra's mouth was so strong, her tongue having delved so deep into her pistil. The broad, hot appendage also moved with the same control and power it did when they were kissing so furiously. It slicked along her vaginal walls, tasting from her heavenly nectar, and oozing down Surtra's mouth and chin. She drank all Plantopus had to offer, enjoying the taste while her muzzle snuggled deep against her throbbing clit.

Resting her arms above her head, Plantopus twisted one way then the other, allowing her shameless, high-pitched moans to fill the air of her flytrap. Cunnilingus this good came once every few centuries, and she'd be damned if she didn't enjoy it for all it was worth! Surtra's brutality in battle showed in the strength of her tongue, with her using it like an arm all its own. Its every push triggered deep squelching noises from within, and its every retreated caused even louder pops. Plantopus' pistil was throbbing like mad, and the heat of arousal was starting to overpower her form.

Was that the heat of arousal, or was that he heat of Surtra's overwhelming power? Perhaps they were both mixing together, much like the flaming spit that still oozed about within Plantopus' mouth. One thing was clear however; she was in heaven.

From the outside of the flytrap, all anyone could see were her tentacles spasming about with wild, uncontrollable movements. What was going on in the flytrap? Had Surtra overpowered her? Well, the answer came when the flytrap suddenly snapped open, with Plantopus no longer being in control over herself.

And the first thing everyone saw was Surtra's large, fat, ebony ass sticking to the air as she feasted upon her enemy's pistil.

Her arms reached beneath Plantopus' legs, further lifting them up so she could have unbridled access to her womanhood. Her devouring grew deeper as well, tongue slicking and sliding deep inside as she slurped up more and more nectar. Plantopus herself fell over upon the back of her flytrap, a slutty expression adorning her face. She was grinning from cheek to cheek, that orange spit oozing from her mouth and dribbling down her chin, all while she moaned louder and louder and louder.

"LAHLAHLAH! LAHLAH!!! LAAAAAAAHHHHAAAAAHAHHHHAAAAAAAA!!!"

"GGGRRRRRRKKKHHHH!!!"

The earth rumbled from Plantopus' moans, while every pore on her body suddenly released nothing but glowing yellow spores. They launched sky high, while her pistil began to gush a virtual river of nectar all into Surtra's mouth. The hellhound held deep, allowing not one pint of feminine cum to go anywhere but into her mouth. Drinking it deeper and deeper, it too carried with it a unique taste, much like her tentacles did.

Mmmm...fruity!

Surtra moaned along that pistil, her orange spit coating it much like she did Plantopus' mouth. The plant-based Gigas could only twitch uncontrollably around her lupine lover, with every inch of her body falling limp soon after.

Grinning lustily, twitching uncontrollably, legs spread open for all to see, Plantopus was practically everywhere _but_here. Hell, with Surtra's spit oozing along her both of her lips, the plant-based Gigas was practically marked.

For her part, Surtra slowly rose from he enemy's body, grinning wildly from cheek to cheek. Flames then sprouted around her form, her stone clothing returning to cover her body. And as a showing of her victory over her plant-based opponent, Surtra pointed her mouth to the skies, and--

"GGGGGRRRRRHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

Her mighty roar shook the entire land of Japan, the waters rushed, the skies parted, and the fog around her was instantly dispelled. Surtra's power was resolute; equal to none! And once more, she had proven this as fact! Plantopus was dangerous, but soon, all would fall to the mighty Gigas Hades!

But soon her flames died out, her showing over, her fur returning to that jet-black coating. Her blazing red eyes gazing to the west, Surtra began walking towards the endless seas. It came up to her thighs, then to her waist, then to her stomach, her breasts, her neck, her chin, her nose, her ears, and soon... she had vanished beneath the waves of the Sea of Japan.

The Wakasa Bay was left silent now, with only the whirring of ships, drones and a few helicopters around, as well as Plantopus' moaning body. For General Kazuya as he stood at the center of the command center, he appeared more pensive. Deep in thought, the wolf wondered just where was Surtra going.

"It would appear as if Gigas Demeter has been defeated," said his subordinate, "Detainment crews are now en route."

"Hmmm... where are you going, Surtra?" Kazuya questioned as he rubbed his chin, "Hmmm... wait..." he looked at his subordinate, "Starting with her recent appearance in Colorado, I want you to show me a map detailing Surtra's every battle."

"Why sir?" replied his subordinate as she got to work typing.

"I need to see something."

"Okay... bringing it up on monitor."

And she did, first showing a picture of Surtra battling against a turtle-shaped Gigas in the deserts of Colorado, where she first reemerged at.

"On March 19th, Surtra appeared to do battle with the Gigas Gaia, who also emerged in Colorado. Upon defeating him, she continued on to Titainous, where she did battle with Gigas Raiden on March 23rd. After the past seven days, she emerged here in the Wakasa Bay to do battle with Gigas Demeter, where she has now left."

"Hmm... since reappearing, Surtra has been heading west while defeating every Gigas she comes across," Kazuya said in an inquisitive manner.

"Hmm... wait... you don't think...?" said his subordinate, her voice trailing off.

"Yes, I do..." the general answered, already knowing what she was going to say.

"But... that's impossible! How would she know about... that!?"

"It doesn't matter," said Kazuya, his head shaking, "I knew they were working on it, even if we kept warning them not to!"

"Well... what do we do now, General?"

"Easy," he replied as he turned to face his subordinates, "Everyone, get your passports ready; we're going to Russia!"

Dominance imposed over Plantopus.

Now, on to the next battle.

...

Somewhere in Siberia

[Location Redacted]

April 6, 2027

The whirring of helicopter blades sounded off above him, mixing in with the roars of the other choppers currently buzzing in the air. A virtual swarm of these whirlybirds pushed through the cold skies, with his being at the forefront of it all.

General Kazuya's cold, stoic gaze leered out the window before him, seeing nothing but endless fields of snow and ice. Siberia, Russia... huh... he didn't think he'd be back here so soon in his life. Ah, but life is full of surprises, isn't it?

For one, he didn't think he'd be traveling alongside her of all people.

KA-THUNK! KA-THUNK! KA-THUNK! KA-THUNK!

Even this high up in his helicopter, the general could hear her heavy footsteps as she walked through the field of land of snow. His eye looked back, falling on the stoic, nonchalant gaze that laid on the hellhound's face.

Surtra walked casually through the brutal, cold Siberian landscape, a blizzard blowing against her jet-black fur. The mighty Gigas didn't care in the slightest however, nor did she care for all the many helicopters that swirled around her like buzzing flies.

AIMS soldiers and personnel manned these helicopters, following alongside the hellhound as she continued on her quest. Every now and then she'd look at them, typically when they got too close, but she didn't bother with swatting or pushing the choppers out of the way. To her, they were smaller than small fry; she had her eyes on something much, much bigger.

KA-THUNK! KA-THUNK! KA-THUNK! KA-THOOOM!!!

Ah... that's not snow.

Coming to a stop, Surtra looked down towards the ground, her eyes growing hard and tight. Feet heating up, she effortlessly melted away the snow she stood in, revealing the hard surface of a metallic structure of some sort. She was standing upon it; a base that was hidden within the Siberian tundra beneath the very ground she walked upon.

"This is the place," General Kazuya remarked as he too noticed the metal surface, while his men brought their helicopters to a stop.

"General Kazuya," the pilot suddenly said, "We're getting contact from someone below."

"Getting contact...? But this is a restricted channel," replied the wolf as he walked towards the cockpit, "Which means... hm... our gracious host has revealed himself. Go ahead, put patch them in."

"Yes sir!"

Flipping a few switches on the helicopter's dashboard, the sound of static came skittering through. Kazuya's eyes seized upon the speaker however, not flinching or slinking away. It took a few moments, but the skittering finally died out, allowing them to hear breathing on the other end.

The wolf didn't hesitate.

"Dr. Hugo Polaris, I presume," he said in a knowing manner.

"You presume correctly, General Zettai!" a snarling, snickering voice echoed from the other end, "Long time no see, my old acquaintance."

"'Acquaintance' is far too strong a term," the wolf replied, "For you, I feel as if 'nuisance' would be more accurate."

"Ah! You wound me!" replied the voice in an overly dramatic manner.

"This has all been your doing, hasn't it, Polaris?" Kazuya asked in an accusatory manner as he ignored his theatrics, "The Gigases who have been awoken for seemingly no reason, the rampaging, the battling. And now - after all of that - you've led Surtra here, haven't you?"

"I told you this would happen one day, General Kazuya," the voice replied in an angered manner, "While you and AIMS were content with having the hound fight all of your battles, I and other like-minded scientists have been working together to save our world! For centuries, beastkind were at the top of the food chain, only for all of that to be tossed aside when Monster-One revealed himself! Well no more! It is time for beastkind to return to the top, and reign victorious over these gigantic eyesores!"

"What have you been planning, Polaris! Do you know how many lives have been lost due to these battles!?" Kazuya shouted.

"If a few million lives must be lost so that billions, nay, trillions_of lives can be saved, then so be it!" replied the mad scientist, "One day, you all will be_thanking me! For under my direction, beastkind will finally regain the reigns on the planet that so rightfully belonged to them!"

"So... all the rumors of you and Twilight Industries working together... they were all real, weren't they?" Kazuya asked, to which a wicked snickering noise echoed from the radio.

"But of course, for even with my massive intelligence, I cannot produce magic from thin air," he replied, "Today, I will prove why those idiots at AIMS were foolish for casting out a brilliant genius such as myself! And you - General Kazuya - will be first to bare witness to history! For today will be the day that the mighty Gigas Hades - Surtra herself - meets the one who will dominate her! I bring forth to you, GIGAS VULCAN!!!"

"Gigas Vulcan...?" Kazuya repeated in confusion.

Suddenly the ground beneath them began to shift and slid apart, with Surtra gazing down towards the opening gap before her. Rising up from within this secret panel was an elevator shaft large and strong enough to lift a Gigas of tremendous size and weight. Everyone watched hesitantly for what Dr. Polaris was going to reveal, though Surtra herself remained indifferent.

That is until this Gigas finally appeared.

A wicked silver beast made not of flesh but of machine, stood on this elevating platform. 120 meters (393 feet) in height, it stood just five meters taller than Surtra herself. Such a difference was so small however, it was practically negligible; she could easily gaze into its currently cold eyes.

This mechanical monstrosity was much like her in every way, shape and form. It was canine in nature, specifically lupine; another wolf. It had a very built, physically capable form, matching Surtra's greatness. It's body was armored by the toughest reinforced steels imaginable; even an atom bomb would barely singe its silver surface.

Unlike Surtra however, there was no hair on this beast, leaving it with a smooth head broken only by its horn-like ears. Its eyes also were not red, but instead a dull gray and no doubt aided by all sorts of scientific advancements. In fact, how many secret weapons laid beneath the surface of this mechanical monster?

But most uniquely of all in comparison to Surtra, would have to be this machine's figure. For despite being a clone of the hellhound in nearly every way, it was also different in a startling manner; this machine was male. It's chest was broad and flat, and it stood without the thick hips and rounded butt that Surtra had used to dominate many of her fellow Gigases. No, this creature was not looking to merely dominate... it wanted to destroy!

"It's like a... Mecha-Surtra!" said the pilot of the helicopter, though the general had to disagree. No, with the machine's more masculine appearance, perhaps calling it a Mecha-_Surtr_would be more accurate.

"My God... what have you done, Dr. Polaris...?" Kazuya whispered with shock in his eyes as he gazed upon the silver wolf.

"I have given you a new world order! One where beastkind once again prove their superiority!" Dr. Polaris replied, "Now then, Gigas Vulcan! Destroy Surtra!"

The cold, emotionless optics belonging to this facsimile Surtra suddenly beamed to life, a powerful yet callous blue in comparison to the hellhound's burning red. Soon after, ports and shutters upon its smooth silver surface began to slip and slide into place, the mechanical Gigas shifting into a battle-ready mode. Its mouth soon after split open, revealing a savage row of serrated teeth, and a cannon of some sort at the back of its throat. Via speakers placed within, the mighty mechanical monstrosity let out an ear-splitting roar that shook all of Siberia and then some.

"GGGGRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Its roar was just like Surtra's, but artificial and metallic sounding. Manipulated in many different ways, its strange how something can sound both familiar yet alien at the same time. For General Kazuya, it was disgusting! For Surtra herself, well...

A_grin_appeared on the hellhound's lips.

"Sir! Heat and radiation levels are building," said the pilot of the helicopter, triggering a scoff from Kazuya's lips.

"Dammit, pull back! Everyone, pull back!"

"Yes! Yes! Run, General Zettai! Run and watch the downfall of Gigas-kind everywhere!" Polaris' boisterous voice cried from the radio.

One by one, the AIMS helicopters that hovered around Surtra dispersed, moving back a few miles to watch comfortably from a safe distance. The hellhound was getting incredibly hot, those flame appearing on her eyebrows, while more patches of fire erupted from her elbows, wrists, knees and ankles like before. The tips of her hair had also turned ashen, while the fur on her body became even spikier and wilder than usual.

Standing face to face with this copy of hers, Surtra found herself getting more excited than what was usual for her. That trademark grin of hers was wide on her lips, hot spit oozing from her lips. The air around her had grown so hot, that the snowy landscape that is the Siberian tundra began melting away to reveal the grass laying beneath.

She was showing her power, much like how beasts in the wild will size one another up by comparing their strength. But Mecha-Surtr remained standing, immobile and erect like a statue. It... _he_seemingly cared very little for Surtra's showing of fire and flames, though his large, metallic foot did take a step forward. And then he took another step forward. And another one. And another one.

And then he began to run.

THOMTHOMTHOMTHOMTHOM!!!

Feet pounding viciously along the earth, Mecha-Surtr rushed towards his enemy without hesitation. He mirrored Surtra's movements perfectly, even in the way he lifted his arms like a roaring wrestler. The hellhound did not move away however, if anything, she beckoned her false copy closer and closer. Hunching over, she too readied her arms for a grapple, while a sliver of burning drool hung from her grinning lips.

THOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!

Mecha-Surtr slammed into Surtra, the impact strong enough to throw snow and sediment sky-high. When it all settled, it revealed the two Gigases, locked to one another with their arms grabbing upon the other's shoulders. Their faces and heads were close together as well, Mecha-Surtr's blue eyes peering into the hellstorm that was Surtra's eyes. The machine was callous and indifferent, while the hellhound continued to give her cocky, overpowering grin.

Mecha-Surtr did no hesitate, his head launching forward to give a savage bite to Surtra's neck.

"OOOOHHHHHH~!" she _moaned_back.

Still smiling as her eyes gazed skyward, the hellhound took a few steps back as her foe's teeth pressed hard into her neck and fur, those serrated blades scratching her flesh so good. She swooned from the feeling, eventually falling over into the ground with her burning red eyes looking up.

Dr. Polaris had done his homework on Surtra. She could be playful at times, typically when she thought her enemy was already beneath her. That was clear now, for he already had the hellhound on the ropes. She didn't look too bothered by this, however... that is until...

"GRRRROOOOUUUUUHHHHHHH!!!"

"GRKGH!?"

GLORK!!!

Mecha-Surtr's mouth suddenly opened up, that cannon at the back of his throat launching out not a beam of energy and plasma... but instead a wave of _liquid._It was clear and translucent, and carried with it a fog or steam of some sort. But - most telling of all - when it fell upon Surtra's body...

"GRRRRAHHHH!?"

It actually began to _douse_her hellfire! Surtra's heated body began to forcibly shift to its black coating, for the liquid that rushed out of Mecha-Surtr's mouth was_that_cold! She groaned and tried to push back, but the facsimile hound held her down, keeping her pinned beneath his body.

"Surtra...? No! Polaris, what are you doing!?" Kazuya shouted, garnering sinister laughter from the man on the other end of his radio.

This wasn't like her battle against Plantopus where Surtra merely put on an act of defeat. No, whatever it was Mecha-Surtr was spewing out upon the hellhound, it was working.

"Scared, Kazuya that your little hound will fall to my superior technology!?" Polaris replied, "I've studied all of Gigas Hades' battles specifically for this moment! I know her weaknesses better than you do! For - you see - not even her hellfire can rebuff the intensity of a metric ton of liquid nitrogen! I'm afraid, old friend, that this will be the end for your heroine!"

The cool, clear waters had drenched Surtra's fur, matting it down to her body and causing it to glow. The amazonian figure of the busty hellhound radiated in the snowy landscape of Siberia, while she continued to push and struggle against her metallic foe.

She hadn't felt this cold in a long, long time... heh, it actually garnered a _groan_from her lips, and she even arched her back to push out her chest. The weakness she felt from the draining cold, caused the stone armor on her body to suddenly disperse like in her battle against Plantopus, but unlike her previous bought, this too was not caused by Surtra herself. This weakness she felt... it was new to her.

"GRRRROAAAAAHHHH!!!"

She writhed against the ground, while Mecha-Surtr's hands began to glide along her amazonian body. Silver claws stroked along flesh, particularly Surtra's breasts, which where so large... so heavy. Was this machine being piloted by someone? If so, that person knew how to please a woman. The way those hands squeezed upon her supple flesh, digits pressing in and sinking so deeply... mmmmm... far, far different from the brutish ways of other Gigases.

Surtra's mouth opened wide, lips wobbling as pleasured moans left her. With her body cooled like it was, she was extra sensitive to Mecha-Surtr's ministrations, with her arms even laying beside her head in a blissful manner. All she could do right now was look up at her assailant and watch as his hands continued to stroke down her body.

Suddenly he grabbed her by the waist and hips, taking Surtra aback. With a powerful grip, he turned and flipped the hellhound over, causing her to slam down on her chest and stomach. She groaned, only to feel one of Mecha-Surtr's hands to grip tightly around her tail. With one savage yank...

"YEEEEP!?"

He caused the mighty hellhound to give a yip, her eyes even widening from shear surprise. But she couldn't fend him off, only scratch into the ground as she was dragged back, her fat ass pointed straight towards Mecha-Surtr's pelvis. She looked over her shoulder, blazing-red eyes giving looks that could kill, her teeth even clenched as vicious snarls escaped her. But the facsimile hound did not care, and merely reached forward to press his hand against the back of her head.

THOOOOMM...!

The ground shook as Mecha-Surtr forced Surtra's head into the snowy earth, with only the briefest glimpse of her face visible. Head down and ass up, the mighty hellhound looked truly despicable now. She was struggling against the earth yes, but for now, she was at Mecha-Surtr's complete mercy.

With Surtra pinned as she was now, she was in the perfect position for her clone's secret weapon. Mecha-Surtr was armed with a variety of weapons for battle against a wide number of Gigases. But when it came to Surtra and her... ahem... _unique_way of defeating her foes, the mechanical monstrosity was equipped with a mighty 'tool' in its own right.

Its codpiece began to slide apart, shifting up into its body to reveal what laid beneath. It was long, it was red, and it was so damn thick! A cock the size of bullet train emerged from its pelvis, hanging out in the open right before Surtra's ass. Its shape was perfect for the hellhound too, being canine in its own right and with a rather bulbous knot to boot.

Leaning forward, Mecha-Surtr began rubbing his thick length along the crack of Surtra's ass, garnering a wobbling moan from her lips. She tried pushing back but... no, her strength was still waning from its liquid nitrogen. Not made any easier by Mecha-Surtr's incredible grip, which held her head down and her hips in place.

Slowly the facsimile hellhound pulled back, his jaw even closing shut to give it the appearance of a grin. Blue eyes shining brightly in the Siberian night, his cock took aim with Surtra's gray pussy. While the rest of her body may have been forcibly chilled, this part found a way to remain blisteringly hot.

The same could not be said for Mecha-Surtr's body.

SLLIIIIIIRRRRK... POP!

"GRRRRRAAAAAHHHHAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"

Surtra's eye doubled in size as that pink cock slid into her tight pussy, pushing in all the way down to the knot. Mecha-Surtr was so slow with his penetration, and yet that was still enough to force a glob of hot spit from her mouth. He didn't stop until he couldn't go anymore, his cock having pressed right up to the tip of her womb. Then he drew back, his cock slicking along her tight, twitching folds.

His stroking cock ran along her cunt, triggering a groan from Surtra's lips. She could barely think straight as that cock bottomed out of her... but only for a few seconds.

THOOOMMM!!!

A mighty thrust, one that tossed up snow around them and made Surtra's fat ass wobble. She shuddered too, her hands clawing and gripping at the ground beneath her.

THOOOMMM!!!

Another maddening thrust, her tits even wobbling against the cold, frigid earth. Spit too exploded from Surtra's mouth, splattering upon her own face as it stroked along the land.

THOOOMMM!!!

This impact made her hair fly and caused a gush of juices to come spurting out of her cunt. Another howling moan also left Surtra, who seemed to be fully falling under Mecha-Surtr's abuse.

So this is what it felt like to be dominated? Huhhh...

Mecha-Surtr's every thrust made such a mess out of Surtra's body, his metallic pelvis slapping against her sweltering cunt. The impacts they made caused the earth to bounce and shake, triggering quake after quake. And they were only getting stronger! A 3.5 on the Richter Scale, a 4.4, a 5.9, a 6.8, a 7.7, a 8.2, a 9.4!

Surtra's body was getting hotter again, the flames of arousal being properly stroked by her clone's powerful thrusting. To increase the fervor, he even grabbed and pulled her head up by her hair, forcing her body to arch up. His thrusting did not slow however, with each one making her tits bounce and clap against one another. Gray nipples jutting into the cold air while white-hot drool slobbered down her lips and chin, Surtra's eyes rolled back from the overwhelming pleasure she endured.

This was it; the mighty downfall of the great Gigas Hades! Her heat was reaching its zenith, and she was impaled directly upon his cock; this was what Mecha-Surtr was waiting for! His entire creation had led up to this; it was time to finally defeat her!

THOOOMMM!!!

"GRRRAAAAHHHH!!!"

THOOOMMM!!!

"GRRRAAAAKKKAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

THOOOMMM!!!

"GRROOOAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

The scanners were off the charts; Surtr had hit critical mass!

SCLORPH!!!

SQUEERRRRRLLLCHHH!!!

POP!

Mecha-Surtr's knot finally pushed its way into Surtra's pussy, her elastic cunt widening to pull it inside. Tightness enveloped the facsimile hound, making it impossible for him to move. So he sat there, plugged tightly to Surtra's pussy as his body began to rumble. Man-made though he may be, his cock still pulsated like it belonged to a flesh and blood creature. But its desire was not to shoot seed into Surtra's body, but instead douse the flames that her life was controlled by.

Surtra felt it, pushing and shooting deep into her cunt. Something that was both blisteringly cold, yet chillingly hot. It shot deep into her pussy, making her eyes turned cross, and her broad tongue to hang from her lips. This wasn't sperm! This was more liquid nitrogen!

Mecha-Surtr tanked so much into Surtra's womb, causing her body to be cold on both the inside and out! Yet the pleasure of such a fresh load dumping into her body, was enough to make the hellhound shuddering around his powerful cock. Every single aspect of his body was created for one thing and one thing only; to dominate Surtra. And with this, it had accomplished that goal.

Her pussy milked his dick for more of that cold seed, her body growing limp in his grasp. Surtra's expression had completely shifted, no longer being defiant, and instead being that drained, fucked-silly expression that she had given many of her own victims. Mecha-Surtr finally released her body soon after, allowing her to fall into the ground with a loud,

THOOOOOOOOOOM...!

All of Siberia shook from her mighty fall, a wicked pillar of snow being tossed up as well. But when it all died out, the land was filled with nothing but the sound of the whirring helicopters and the rushing snowstorm in the air.

The faces of all the AIMS personal... stunned, each and every one of them. To think that Surtra could be defeated at all, let alone by some faux interpretation of her. But no one was as stunned as General Kazuya, who looked at her crumbled body with his mouth wide. All the while, Dr. Polaris' sinister laughter echoed from the radio before him.

"GAR HAR HAR HAR! DO YOU SEE IT NOW, GENERAL ZETTAI!? YOUR VALIANT HEROINE! DEFEATED BY MY SUPERIOR INTELLECT! AND SHE WILL BE THE FIRST OF--... huh? What's that? What do you mean her body's heating up!? We just tanked an sea's worth of liquid nitrogen within her--"

Vrvrvrvrvrvrvrvrvrvrvrvrvrvrv!!!

"Huh?"

"What?"

VRVRVRVRVRVRVRVRVRVRVRVR!!!

Fire. So. Much. Fire! It exploded from Surtra's seemingly unconscious body, first erupting around her hips wrists, then around her ankles and around her neck. This incredible fire was enough to force Mecha-Surtr away, giving Surtra the space she needed to rise. These incredible flames even began to swirl around the hellhound, acting like a protective shielding as her opaque shadow began to stand from within.

And when she finally got back on her feet...

FWA-THOOOOM!!!

The pillar of flames dispersed, spreading out in all random directions. When it did, it seemed as if sunlight came to the frigid land of Siberia, if only for a few fleeting moments. But what replaced that pillar of flame was no less amazing.

Surtra was back, and looking even twice as deadly as before. Pushed to the brim like that, her body bounce back with fury, her hellfire even appearing twice as strong as before. Specifically, flames swirled around her neck like a collar, and her usually black and ashen hair, was now a blazing red, and spiraled above her head.

This was not your typical Surtra, this was--

"_Inferno_Surtra," Kazuya muttered in disbelief, "I haven't seen this in... such a long, long time..."

Embers sprinkled down her body like raindrops, adding extra definition to her unparalleled form. Surtra's typically cocky grin had also vanished, instead being sharp and powerful. The kind of eyes that could burn a person's soul from the inside out. Of course, Mecha-Surtra had no soul to burn... but that didn't matter.

"I don't get it!" Polaris cried, "She should be too cold to move! What has happened!?"

"Don't you see, Dr. Polaris?" Kazuya replied triumphantly, "That was just round one. And Surtra _never_loses round two!"

SNAG!!!

Her hand launched forward, grabbing Mecha-Surtr by his neck with an incredible amount of force. She nearly crushed it, but did just enough damage to clog that liquid nitrogen spouting cannon of his. Surtra followed that with a mighty push, throwing her silver clone over upon his back, with his legs spread and his cock pointing to the skies.

THOOM! THOOM!

Next she pinned that facsimile hound to the ground, with each hand slamming down beside his head. With his optics looking up towards her blazing red eyes, Dr. Polaris realized that escape was no longer impossible. For all the notes and studies he took in preparation for this battle, he did not see this coming of all things.

But, no, he still had a chance, right!? Mecha-Surtr was made from the strongest metals in the world, strong enough that the only thing that had a chance of destroying him, would have to be a planet-sized meteorite! And with his boundless energy, he'd be able to keep going for as long as Surtra could, right? Right?

Wrong. For _none_can go on as long as Surtra can!

Her legs spread and pussy wet, the hellhound pushed Mecha-Surtr's cock straight up into her snatch. It was a machine yes, but upon pressing into those tight, blistering-hot folds, the facsimile hound let his mouth split open, a distorted cry of pleasure leaving his silver lips. Surtra grinned in response, even gave a nod as she got to work.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

When Mecha-Surtr pounded into her, he needed to ramp up to those powerful, earth-shaking thrusts. But Surtra? Noooooooo; right away, she sent quakes that triggered a 9.7 on the Richter Scale! Such powerful pounds irrevocably changed the Siberian landscape, triggering a split that coursed to the north, south, east and west! But Surtra didn't stop, not when this amazing cock slicked and slurped along her tight twat. Every push, every thrust, every pound, every wobble of her fat ass, sent a thrilling surge of pleasure through both her and Mecha-Surtr. The machine was just that; a machine meant only to dominate and defeat Surtra. But as the tables were turned, new programming began to infect his mind.

And that programming was pleasure!

"GGGGRRRRRAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Surtra smirked.

THOOOOOMMM!!!

With one finally slam, she pushed her hips down on Mecha-Surtr's body, plunging his knot deep into her cunt yet again. The head of the mechanical Gigas pulled back, letting yet another distorted howl escape him as he started to shoot his liquid nitrogen seed into her cunt once more. But this time, Surtra was far too hot to be bothered by such a thing. Didn't stop her pussy from greedily slurping it all up though, taking it deep into her core and holding it there.

"HAAAAOOOUUUHNNN..."

Such a strangely cute, high-pitched sigh as well.

Surtra's muscular pussy pulled and pulled and pulled, ringing Mecha-Surtr dry of the 'cum' in his 'balls'. And with that knot in the way, none of it could escape, not until Surtra decided to release him. It may have been his knot, but she was the one who _controlled_it.

So Surtra let it sit there... and sit there... sit there some more... before she had finally had her fill.

"HEHEHEHEHEH!!!"

Her domineering laughter filled the air around her, and her pussy finally relaxed. Mecha-Surtr's thighs then fell, his cock slipping out of her pussy with a few more errant shots of seed. Some of it even came squelching Surtra's pussy, before it slicked sinfully down her thigh.

Slowly the hellhound Gigas rose to her feet, her red-hot eyes still gazing down upon Mecha-Surtr's face. He was no longer moving, and though his optics shined blue... well... they wouldn't remain that way for much longer. Power drained, the facsimile hound's eyes turned back to their original gray hue, and his entire body ceased functioning.

Heh, gotta say, not half bad for a toy. But alas, not even a machine meant specifically for dominating her, could possibly hope to attain such impossible goals. And with yet another Gigas battle under her belt of victories, the empowered Surtra looked to the skies, and--

"GGGGGRRRRRRHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUHHHHHH!!!"

A beam of fire shot from Surtra's mouth and into the skies, parting the clouds above to reveal the bright stars in the distance. But soon the stars themselves were bloated out by the smog created from Surtra's flames. Her dominance had once more been reaffirmed, her status as the greatest again proven. And when her roar was finished - her decree having been made - the intense reds around Surtra's body died back to their original black and gray hue, her stone clothing even returning in a puff of hellfire as well.

The Phantom God Beast. The Deity of Destruction. Gigas Hades.

The _Empress _of the Monsters.

Once more, victory was hers. Yet for a Gigas who knows nothing but triumph, she was never bereft of challengers for her throne. So with Mecha-Surtr laying defeated at her feet...

KA-THUNK! KA-THUNK! KA-THUNK! KA-THUNK!

Surtra once again began heading off into the distance. For her, there was no longer a need to stick around. Much like with Plantopus and Gilgorn before, the hellhound had far more pressing matters to attend to. Faux Gigases made by man? Hah... absolutely nothing to her.

For Surtra's power is resolute!

Dominance imposed over Mecha-Surtr.

Now, on to the next battle.