FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"Why is it always be the one who gets shrink down during our incursions?"

Asked Blueford, an anthropomorphic wolf with a very average body build type and blue fur as the nickname suggested, having some small white spots of fur along his body too.

"Because I'm the only one capable of operating the ship."

Answered Isaac, a Siamese Cat, very slim and sounding somewhat girly like and a little bit sarcastic, as if annoyed, while pointing at the innumerous cyber implants lines he had through his body and even clothes.

"Blueford had this discussing multiple times. I can't go down on the surface of that little planet, for I must remain here taking good care of the ship's machinery and controls as I'm the only member of the crew who has cyber implants. And, as our lovely crew has only two members, you must beam down to the planet's surface and collect all the samples that the company requires. If not, we won't get paid. Both you and me, no money, cute Wolf ~."

The feminine-looking anthropomorphic Cat said all the while using his right hand to give some warm caress on the fur of the anthro Wolf's cheeks, never stopping sounding sardonic as a way of making it clear to his crewmate that they were wasting time.

"I guess I don't have any choice then."

Said Blueford, after letting out a small huff through the corner of his lips and then immediately leaning down to grab his luggage containing all of the equipment he would need.

"Good boy!~"

The Siamese Cat spoke as if speaking to a pupped. But doing so only to friendly bully his crewmate and immediately reassumed his position behind the large control panel inside the teleport room. Even if feeling a little annoyed by the facts, Blueford couldn't avoid giving along with a side look at the skintight, black, and gray bodysuit that the Feline was wearing. The suit was made out of fancy nanotech, meaning even if it seemed to be quite thin and skintight, it was quite strong, resistant, and left little to the imagination when it came to hiding Isaac's body curves.

The Canine's suit was mostly the opposite of the ship's manager. Being a lot heavier model, containing heavier armor built around the legs, arms, and chest of the Wolf, not to mention the multiples "container" like spots that served to house the multiples pieces of sensors and field machinery one might need during a field exploration and recon mission. Unlike Isaac's suit, it lacked the same cyber tech, meaning that Wolf's suit was far behind in tech compared to the Cat's one.

"I know that we are both tired of this, but I must do it for the record. Company's rules."

Isaac said before pressuring the voice record touchscreen panel on the teleport controls.

"Log 473016, recognition mission on the surface of the body T3378, AKA "Earth" or what's left of it... anyway. Class M planet, cooperator Blueford is ready to beam down."

"And just for the record, I know you have been peaking at my butt's curves every now and then, Blueford. I'm not blind~."

Of course, the Cat had already released the voice's record button before saying that last sentence, and as a result, Isaac only got a shy blush face followed by a little frown from the Wolf who stood at the teleport pod.

"OK, you know the drill. You'll be shrunk down to human-sized, you'll spend about 12 hours on the ruins of one of their big cities, I think this one used to be called... Big Apple city! Kind of a small city to be called big apple as an apple at our homeworld would probably be bigger than most of their city blocks... anyway, enough of nerd talk. In 3 hours, if you don't contact the ship through your comms beacon, I'm looking after you. Any questions?"

"Why do I need to be the same size as those humans used to be? I mean, there are wild animals down there! If I were, at least, I don't know... a building-sized, I could still do my job the same way, and I wouldn't need to worry about said animals planning an ambush on me while I'm distracted with the equipment."

"Sorry wolf boy, but we need you to shrink you down to human-sized because we need to send video recorded by your suit to experts, scientists, whatever back at our home planets, and I believe the company would be super angry to see you walking around the same city size with their buildings and destroying everything, leaving behind a mess for the future teams to deal with it, right?"

"Hmm... Meh!"

The only thing the blue Canine managed to speak as an answer.

"Don't worry, introverted boy. I promise that I can keep you like an ant when you are back if you end up finding out that you enjoy being at such size~."

"Isaac, just please press the goddamn energize bottom!"

"Okidoki!"

With a low buzzing coming from the teleport inner machinery working, the form of Blueford was rapidly converted to raw energy and teleported to down below to the surface of a planet that once was the home for a population of billions of equally anthropomorphic beings. The whole process happened in a few mile seconds. A good portion of the energy generated during the teleportation process was kept within the ship's reactor as only a fraction of that raw enegery was necessary to materialize the blue Wolf down below at human size.

The Canine's city was about to explore was nothing but a shadow of its original self. The ruins of a big human metropolis once called New York or Big apple. Even though many expeditions have been sent to this planet, the reasons why the civilization that one day lived here no longer exists remain still a mystery. Some high levels of nuclear contamination were detected in some continents, but not the amount necessary to assume the human race alienated themselves by engaging in a nuclear war. The amount of tech found left on the planet and on the surrounding planets in their local solar system didn't suggest they made it a space race either, unlike the explorers exploring the ruins of their civilization right now.

"Blue, are you there? Just give me an OK before I go into stealth mode."

Blueford heard the familiar, girly voice calling him through his suit comms unit.

"I'm here! I made it all fine. And the size seems correct."

Answered the now ant-sized Wolf, relative speaking, as he compared himself to the door frame of what was left of a big building. The anthropomorphic noticed that he could walk through the door frame just fine, meaning that if humans were still around, he would have been just about the right size to interact with them.

"Great! OK, the suit will continue to send us your body signals, so don't worry as you won't be totally on your own down there. I just need to follow superior instructions to keep the radio silent and remain stealthy as we are not sure what caused the end of this M-class civilization. But you can go ahead and remove your helmet if you want as our latest reports arrived at the conclusion humans didn't get extinct by any virus or biological weapons of any kind, and their atmosphere should be as breathable as ours."

The blue Canine slowly uncoupled and removed his helmet from his suit upon hearing that last part. The helmet itself was much designed for a biological atmosphere scenery, meaning that it made his life a lot more difficult when looking around and watching out of dangerous pieces of infrastructure. As everything in that city was falling apart after centuries upon centuries of deterioration, even a small breeze could be enough to trigger an avalanche of wreckage falling down on top of Blueford's location.

"Alright, thanks for the info, Isaac. In about three hours, I call you back."

"Yes, just be aware that the wreckage and what's left of the buildings can cause interference in our communications. In any case, you might need to walk into an open field or climb up one of the buildings to send me a message. Good luck, tiny Wolf."

And that was the last thing Blueford heard before the channel went into full static. The anthro Canine simply turned his comms off after that.

The first hour of exploration was quite uneventful. The blue Canine, still feeling a little bit annoyed by the fact he was utterly tiny now, navigated his way through the ruins of the big Human city. After centuries of decay, most of New York was gone by now. One could even doubt that this place was once one of the biggest cities on earth. There were only a few pieces of evidence left to support such a claim, one of them being some maps of what used to be a big underground mass transit system connecting the entire city, something that the humans used to call "subway," proving that the city was way bigger than it's now during its old golden days.

Blueford was conducting his operations very carefully and analyzing his maps very calmly. He had no desire to find himself lost or trapped inside of the remains of any of those slowly decaying buildings and skyscrapers. If his analyzes were right, and so were his maps, right now, the anthropomorphic Canine was supposed to be standing somewhere in the middle of a region once known as Manhattan by the humans. The map the Wolf was carrying took care to show that this area had in the past a lot of avenues, streets, and imposing skyscrapers. However, right now, most of the streets and avenues are gone, completely taken over by local vegetation fighting with the ruins of the big skyscrapers to see what was going to be dominating the region's landscape in the next decades. The rapidly decaying buildings didn't stand a chance against the growing vegetation.

Almost three hours have gone through while the blue Wolf was collecting new maps, taking photos of the Manhattan many buildings and squares, taking a sample of vegetation and water, and collecting many as objects that have caught his interest. Although Blueford considered most human-made objects quite interesting, even without understanding the purpose of many of them, the specific object he was mostly requested to retrieve was one of the most boring of them all. They used to call smartphones. Apparently, such devices used to be electronic devices humans used to carry all around while their civilization was living its heyday. The lonely anthropomorphic explorer was nothing but a fancy mirror-like paperweight for which he couldn't see any use. Isaac would be the one to disagree entirely with that as whenever Blueford would come back to the ship bringing one example of said devices, the eyes of Feline engineer and ship's supervisor would shine out of happiness as Isaac claimed that such little machines could hold a countless amount of human information if he only could manage to access it.

Human technology was archaic and rustic, totally incompatible with anthropomorphic tech. The fact it was so small, almost nano-scaled to them, didn't help their efforts to find out what happened to them either. The idea of simply growing human tech to their scale was out of the question as anthro teleporter systems had a hard time manipulating the scale of human-made objects without destroying them during the teleporting process. If it weren't for that simple detail, Blueford wouldn't need to be shrunk down on every single field expedition. The entire city of New York could very well fit on a table inside of Isaac's lab onboard their ship, even when it was at its maximal size.

And thinking about their ship, it was now that Blueford remembered that he couldn't get late to contact Isaac as it was about three hours since he was beamed down to the planet's surface. With a single tap on the screen of the surface scan, the blue Canine turned it off and looked upwards into the sky. Even if in stealth mode, their ship made up for most of the sky. It wasn't a big ship at all, a small advanced exploration unit designed to be operated by a crew of five, even if there were only two on board. But from Blueford's current human-sized perspective and standing in the middle of what was left of a Manhattan main avenue, that same ship looked like a big, imperialistic mother ship prepared for a planetary scaled invasion of the planet. It didn't help that one of the main teleport arrays was directed right over the ruined city. The opening of the array could pretty well be mistaken by a massive destruction weapon by the poor little Humans if they were still around to see it.

After breaking free from his daydreaming, Blueford prepared his bodysuit equipment to contact the ship in high orbit. But he only got static as feedback. The little Wolf was getting nervous. The very idea of being left on an alien planet and shrunken to only a fraction of his real size sent shivers down his spine. Although, the logical part of his brain was telling him to remain calm as it was all a matter of blocked signal, probably due to his current location as he was surrounded by building wrecked all around.

Blueford thought it would be a good idea to climb up to the top of one of the buildings and then give it another try on his comms unit. The only issue would have been each one of the falling apart buildings would have been safe enough to attempt any climbing. But before the anthro Canine could even begin to study that possibility, his Wolf ears picked up a strange noise, some sort of sound coming from far away, but approaching and at high speed...

Back on the ship at high orbit above the little planet, the anthropomorphic Siamese Cat was increasingly concerned with Blueford's delay to established communications. It has been about three hours and a half since he teleported his crewmate down to the surface. It was still a reasonable delay, but Isaac was getting particularly worried due to the indication of a dust storm highly concentrated with debris and nuclear particles approaching the New York area from the Atlantic ocean.

"Come on, Blueford, send me a beep!"

The Feline boy said to himself while sitting at the ship's main bridge, head fixable, staring at the monitors as he patiently waited for any signal coming down from the planet. However, Isaac's concernment jumped quite a lot the moment the ship's passive scans he kept aimed over the city's area detected a total of six extra life forms moving and approaching Blueford's area.

"Shit! This is it! I'm going down!"

Blueford's heartbeat stopped for a second as he tried to make it out. What was the strange noise he was hearing far away in the distance? It didn't seem to be the type of sound wild animals produce as it was sounded rhythm and standardized. If the Wolf didn't know it any better, he would say it almost sounded like...

"Engines?..."

And it was at this moment that Blueford saw it! Emerging from right behind a decaying building, a strange flying machine with fast-spinning blades on top of it, maneuvering and flying towards the anthroWolf's location followed by two extra flying machines, exactly the same model and having the same appearance. The anthropomorphic Canine barely had time to put on his special goggles to zoom in the direction of one of the said flying machines.

"U..United...United States Air Force! United States Air Force!"

And then, Blueford felt a cold shiver running down his spine the moment he moved his head a little bit to the right, finally seeing the pilot of said flying machine. It was an alien! Probably one of the said humans!

"Shit! No way! I thought they were all dead!"

There wasn't much that anthropomorphic Canine could do. Intelligent life forms weren't expected on this planet, and on top of that, to save some extra weight during the teleportation process, the Wolf didn't bring any weapon with him. Even though it was a mistake, as part of the early recognition teams, having at least one gun at hand was stander procedure and mandatory.

The weird-looking flying machines landed some meters away from the Wolf. Human aliens stepped outside of it, speaking in a language that Blueford couldn't actually understand very well as he hadn't even had enough to properly study it. The third flying machine, part of the group that came after the Canine, never made a touchdown and remained flying all the time around the area. Even if Blueford couldn't understand what the humans were saying, he could read their body language, and he knew they seemed anxious about something. But, it wasn't until he stepped on one of their flying vehicles that he managed to get a glance at the controls and its panels.

Blueford might not understand human language, but he could read radar pretty well. A big storm was shown and incoming.

"Oh shit! Isaac must be freaking out!"

The anthro wolf spoke to himself, in his own language, only to receive a punch on the head followed by a yell by one of the humans, who only calmed down after making sure that the anthro Wolf wasn't going to make any more "noises."

"Jeez, I can see now why your species didn't prevail...."

Blueford only thought to himself this time.

After another half an hour flying on that shakily, noisily flying machine. A machine named as a helicopter by the humans, the Wolf, eventually figured out the name of the thing after listening to the humans talking about it to themselves and through their archaic radion. The anthropomorphic male Canine saw what was considered impossible so far, an entire human settlement surging in the distance.

Looking more like an improvised village, that human settlement was not small but wasn't anywhere close to the ruined city Blueford has been exploring and mapping during the last weeks. Although, even if not so complex, the anthro Canine could easily see more of the village's installations buried deeper underneath the ground. That was quite curious as it could prove wrong the exploration teams' presumptions that the human race wasn't actually suffering from what could be considered a nuclear winter as a direct consequence of a nuclear war somewhere in their past.

Although, at this moment, a bright light, almost as if a blinding one, surged in the sky. The intensity of the light was so strong that even the human pilots had a hard time keeping a steady flying course, making the helicopter shake more than usual. When the light was finally gone, the next thing Blueford and everybody else in the helicopter within him saw was breathtaking.

"Holly... Isaac! What did you do!?!?"

Four hours have passed since Isaac's last talk to his crewmate left on the surface. The anthropomorphic Feline was getting particularly anxious and concerned about the whole situation, mostly because if Blueford didn't open up a communication channel with him soon, he would be forced to report through the subspace link that they have a missing man on the ground. That not only wouldn't look on the record, but the addiction of the existence of an incoming fallout-like storm heading towards the area would make the said report look even worse to the eyes of the Siamese Cat's superiors.

One last glance at the ship bridge's monitors would show that the storm was already arriving at the area representing Blueford's last known location.

That was the last thing Isaac needed to know before getting his butt out of his chair to walk to the teleport room. Not before entering a series of security and auto protocols on the ship's main computer as he was preparing to live the ship all alone at the high orbit of the planet. There was no need to say that there was no way both Isaac and Blueford could go home without that ship. Without stopping to think twice and double-checking the settings, Isaac left the main bridge and walked fastly to the turbo lift, going to the teleport room. Once he was there, the anthropomorphic Siamese Feline repeated the exact same parameters he used on the anthropomorphic Wolf, and after setting the teleport panel to auto engage, Isaac stood on top of the pad and simply waited to the end of the count down. A strong and bright light was generated around his nicely curvy body before the entire environment around him changed.

"What that fuc...."

Isaac spoke as he was now standing in the middle of nowhere, holding nothing but a semi-auto plasma blaster on his left hand and showing off the same skintight, fancy bodysuit from before.

"OK, something is off. I was supposed to be surrounded by ruined buildings and skyscrapers. Where am I?!"

The first thing the Siamese Cat thought about was looking at his smart bracelet. The info showing on the device was correct. The anthro Cat stood at the precise coordinates where the anthro Doggy stood about four hours ago.

"Did I send Blueford to the wrong location, or did I send myself to the wrong place? Shit!... This is the last thing that I needed now."

Isaac spoke to himself. Even if he wasn't sure about the coordinates, he could still use the very same bracelet to track Blueford's vital signs, just like he was doing at the ship. A good moment to mention that Isaac was aware that Blueford had some sparks of adrenaline moments before the storm's arrival, but the Feline associated that to the arrival of the storm itself and not to the possibility of an ambush by remaining Humans.

"Great, I'm one hundred kilometers off location to Blueford. I should have recalibrated our sensors. This same distance should be no more than a couple of dozen meters at our normal height. But now, it means tweet two hours of walking... GREAT!!!"

The Siamese Cat spoke to no one in particular, but he sounded very annoyed. Isaac was still thinking about other possibilities when he adjusted his stance by moving one of his legs and paw a little bit further to the left...

During some minutes, the mightly, godly-sized creature that surged out of the air remained still, standing like a living god in the middle of the horizon. The creature was huge, above kilometers tall height, and he stood just above the detritus of the once most important city in that world. Even if looking from far away at what could be clearly described as an anthropomorphic Siamese-Cat, the humans on board the three helicopters were able to see just how even the biggest skyscrapers left on the Big Apple city were no match even if compared to the lower ending of the black boots that anthropomorphic creature was wearing. Entire New York city blocks could fit only underneath the individual grooves of Cat boot's soles so majestically colossal that male Feline was.

And then, as if just to stand many times above any man structure on the planet was not enough, the godly and all-mighty Feline decided to adjust his stance. So casually, but majestic, that male Cat raised his left boot up many meters in the air, the air displacement generated by such action was so much that many of the decaying buildings around Manhattan were gone even before Isaac boot's sole reached its apogee, to begin its down move. The earthquake caused by the impact of the same sole back against the ground destroyed most of what was left of Manhattan, fastening the process that would take mother nature decades to conclude and leaving little to nothing behind for future expeditions to explore.

On top of that, the occupant of the helicopters was already trying to recover from the booming voice of the same creature. The moment Isaac decided to speak to himself while having a bad time with his smart bracelet, the crew on the helicopters experienced overpowering shockwaves thanks to the loud, imposing voice of that towering Feline who casually spoke to himself. To Blueford, that was a particularly terrifying experience as he knew Isaac, that Cat boy was no more than his extroverted, girly like crewmate. But now, he seemed to have been transformed into the most overpowering, alpha male figure he had ever seen in his life, despite still sporting a girly, accentuated curvy body packed in a skintight suit.

But the voice of that deity-sized anthropomorphic boy was nothing compared to what was to come. The very moment Blueford saw from inside the helicopter that was now trying to fly away as fast as they could, Isaac's lifting his left boot, the shrunk Wolf held himself tightly to his seat. The effects of displaced air affected the flying convoy rather quickly. First, only caused minor turbulence as the massive, miles-long Feline paw was still rising, and then right after came the real danger. The shockwave from the impact caused by Isaac's boot sole landing back on the surface was more than enough to sweep away the trio of helicopters from the sky. The Human pilot, who was under the control of the flying machine, tried to do his very best to land the now heavily damaged machine without killing everyone in the process.

The landing wasn't all that soft, but some occupants managed to survive, including the shrunk Canine. Blueford had the advantage of being protected by his own bodysuit, and he didn't wait to start getting himself from the helicopter's wreck and to crawl his way outside. Once standing outside, the blue Wolf noticed the other three helicopters didn't have the same luck, one of them suffered a real bad landing to the point there was little to no debris left. And the third one was completely involved by fire. Nobody survived in both sceneries.

Blueford set aside a fraction of his time to sare at his crewmate's all godly and imposing form. Even standing some good kilometers away, Isaac looked like a majestic colossus. He was a colossus who almost got him killed with a very simple and casual move of his body. But deep inside, the puny Wolf boy was also directing par of his attention to another part of the ship's supervisor body. Not only was Blueford taking good notice of the now oversized curves of the Cat boy's thighs, boots, ankles, but also at his nice bulge comfortable nestled between the Feline boy legs and standing so far up above the cloud lines and only being visible thanks to the fact the helicopters had moved him away enough from the nuclear winter-like storm that was approaching the ruined city.

"OK... Enough staring, Blueford."

The anthropomorphic Wolf spoke himself sounding very anxious and nervous. After all, there was no telling what Isaac could actually do to him whenever he decided to go for a walk for good! If only a single adjustment of stance was enough to take off a convoy of military helicopters out of the sky, the untold amount of damage that a real step forward a Cat of that size could cause was unimaginable.

"Isaac?! Hey Isaac!!! Are you receiving me?!!!"

The puny spoke at his own comms unit, all the while keeping his eyes fixed at the standing behemoth in the form of an anthro Siamese Cat. During a short period of a few seconds, there was no reaction out of the looming colossus, who could very well be considered part of the landscape by now. Until finally, a loud, resonant BIIIP!!! It was heard, and the colossal Cat rocked his wrist twice before speaking at the same smart bracelet he had been staring at the whole time since his arrival.

"BLUEFORD!!! OH GOSH! GLAD THAT YOU ARE OK! I'M MEAN. I HOPE YOU ARE OK! I BEAMED MYSELF DOWN TO THE SURFACE, AND I'M LOOKING AFTER YOU! BUT I'M HAVING A HARD TIME GETTING YOUR REAL LOCATION. I THINK THAT THE STORM IS MESSING UP GOOD WITH OUR SENSORS."

The titanic Siamese Cat spoke that entire sentence at his bracelet fixed on his left wrist, having absolutely no idea that his booming voice could be very well heard by anybody, any villages and cities across kilometers around him. That included the poor, shrunk anthro Wolf he was currently trying to rescue and find.

"Isaac! Pay attention and listen to me! You are the wrong size! This is not your location that is off! It's your size! Check for your size parameters Isaac! You are standing at the right place! Right above the city, but you are huge!!! Isaac, are you listening to me?!"

The looming titan remained still, staring at this smart bracelet and listening carefully, trying to understand most of the message. But unfortunately, the towering Feline was getting much more static and glitches than the audio itself.

"YES! I'M PAYING ATTENTION, GO ON... BLUEFORD?... NOT MY LOCATION?... WHAT DID YOU MEAN? PARAMETERS... THE CITY? YES, I KNOW YOU ARE IN THE CITY! LISTEN, TRY THIS. I THINK THE RUINED BUILDINGS AND ALL THE WRECKS AROUND MIGHT BE CAUSING INTERFERENCE. TRY TO CLIMB UP OR REACH A HIGHER PLACE AND THEN TRY TO CALL ME AGAIN... GEEZ, I REALLY HOPE HE RECEIVED THE LAST PART..."

And that was the last thing Blueford saw and heard the mighty Cat speaking before he watched Isaac casually lowering his left wrist and no longer paying attention to his smart bracelet. A message showing on his own comms unit confirmed his fears, "connection lost. Signal too weak!".

"Shit! But how can it be possible! I'm in the middle of an open field!"

That was the moment the field explorer realized something quite important. Yes, he was ut in the open, but the signal was still too weak because he was shrunk, and Blueford comms was no longer sending the signal to the ship but to Isaac's bracelet itself. Not only the device mounted on the Siamese Cat's suit was massive now, about the same size as the New York City area, but it was also kilometers upon kilometers far up above, resting on the left wrist of the titanic, god-sized Feline boy.

"OK, just keep calm, Blueford. All you got to do is use the ship in high orbit to controvert your transmission back to Isaac and... OUCH!"

Unfortunately, the time the Wolf explorer took to attempt to contact his crewmate and then put together a new plan of action was enough to allow one of the humans, part of the crashed helicopter crew, who had also survived to recover and hit the anthropomorphic Wolf right on the head with a gun handle before having the same gun aimed at Blueford's face.

The man was still somewhat bleeding from the crash and yelling, angry at the blue Wolf couldn't understand very well what the Human soldier was speaking, but he was clearly referring to Isaac as he was speaking loudly, angry and pointing at the far away colossal Feline with his other hand.

"Parameters... what he could have possibly tried to mean by telling me to check my Parameters... I mean... what Parameters?..."

Isaac was left wondering to himself; meanwhile, his multi-kilometer-tall body was left under the sun to endure the heat. The nanofibers of his bodysuit quickly get down to work by allowing the anthro Cat's transpiration to pass through the biohazard-resistant fabric of his suit to allow his majestic body to cool off. All of that complex sequences of actions translated into gargantuan sweat droplets running off his suit and body curves, crashing down below on what was still left of the Big apple city and its ruins like small strategic bombs.

One group of humans, part of the little resistance to the nuclear holocaust, who was trying to conduct a close-range mission around the boots of the godly Cat, was caught out off guard. A single, salty, warm, and enormous sweat droplet that had fallen off Isaac's bulge found its way to their improvised outpost between the alien Cat paws. The sheer power of impact was enough to flatten their armored vehicles as if they were an old can of soda. About twenty humans found their death in an instant. They were destroyed by a single sweat droplet from that towering Feline's body, no more, no less. A pathetical death.

After a few minutes of wondering and staring at his own ship orbiting the planet above, Isaac finally noticed something.

"The ship looks like...it's too close... I thought it was going to be a little bit upwards... Wait a minute!..."

Isaac was about to do a very simple frame test, but raising his both hands up in the air and aiming them at the ship, the Siamese Cat was about to check if the ship was flying at the correct orbit pattern. Blueford, even if from a distance and having a gun aimed at his face, could still very well watch his crewmate and his movements. The puny Wolf left a smile upon realizing what Isaac was about to do. The Wolf knew that if Isaac realized that the ship's position seemed off from his relative perspective and cross-checked that info with the ship navigations systems, he'd eventually arrive at the conclusion that what is really off is not the ship's position but his size!

But unfortunately, just as the massive and gargantuan Siamese Cat was thinking about checking the ship's position, Isaac said.

"OH YES, THE PARAMETERS!"

And then Isaac turned his attention back to his smart bracelet, not even looking back upwards at the ship and leaving the tiny, puny blue Wolf entirely disappointed. The misinterpretation message from the anthro Canine made the Siamese Feline think about something totally different. Within only a few minutes of touching on the screen of his smart bracelet, the towering Feline spoke with a booming voice!

"I MADE IT! I GOT BLUEFORD'S LOCATION!"

Poor Blueford, it only took him a second to understand what was going on. The massive Feline supervisor probably switched the parameters on his bracelet, and he was now using it to track down Blueford's vital signs that have been broadcast to the ship all this time from his bodysuit. And now, the same signs must have been redirected to Isaac's bracelet.

"OK, ACCORDING TO THIS, BLUFORD IS ABOUT... 110 KILOMETERS SOUTH FROM HERE... AROUND NEW JERSEY? IS THAT HOW THEY USED TO CALL IT, I THINK!"

And that was the last thing titanic and absolutely gargantuan towering Feline spoke before one more time adjusting his stance to face south, and then the unimaginable happened. Isaac lifted his right black boot out of the ground and stepped forward. Unlike the first time, this time, the Godly sized Feline was actually taking a here step forward. The overpowering forces invoked by such action were countless stronger and more devastating than the previous movements the colossus had taken so far. And that was only the beginning.

The poor Blueford was left to stare in total awe and despair alongside the Human soldier who seemed to be not even caring about the Canine alien any longer as the two ant-sized beings stared at that towering colossus covering dozens upon dozens. Of kilometers with a single, innocent and casual step south! Practically, the very distance their pitiful helicopters took about thirty minutes to cover, Isaac, covered in less than a second with a single move of his booted paws!

THUMMMMPPP!

The impact of Isaac's boot landing back on the ground was enough to not only create earthquakes but open up a meteor-like crater and to leave an entirely new mountain range around the coastal area of New York's state. The very same crater was quickly taken by seawater the very moment the same boat raised itself upwards once again, preparing for another casual step forward.

If the two puny creatures, both Human and Wolf, found it hard to believe or watch, the next scene was about to test their hearts. Their day turned into the night for a brief moment as their sky was overtaken by nothing but blackness from the dirty sole of Isaac's boot. Debris and entire city blocks from NY could be seen falling off the gargantuan and canon deep grooves of that sole. Lucky for the two ant-sized micros watching from down below, the boot simply passed up above them, moving at incredibly high speeds! This is followed by an overpowering rumbling noise and air wing-like drag as strong as a small tornado.

As soon as the drag and tornado-like forces were over, Blueford noticed that the Human soldier standing by his side was particularly agitated and nervous. The man was yelling like mad at Isaac, even though it was extremely obvious that there was nothing that they could do to get the attention of such godly sized creature. But it was only a few seconds later the anthro Wolf finally realized the reason for the Human agitation.

Isaac's boot was heading towards a large village-like town in the surroundings of ruins of what one day was known as Trenton city. Blueford immediately realized that the village that the helicopter convoy was heading to before they were knocked off the sky due to the Cat's booming voice.

The population living in the village barely had any time to react. Suddenly the source of the earthquakes causing untold damage to their houses and infrastructure moved itself to be looming right above them. Both Blueford and the Human could see the spotlights and artillery pieces aiming at the imminent sole from far away. Some sirens were activated, warning the citizens and population that they must go to the underground shelters and then total silence!

In a moment, Blueford could see an entire, improvised, post-apocalyptic village with numerous houses and small buildings. In the next moment, there was only the solid, rigid black border of Isaac's boot occupying the exact same location that the village was once occupying. Both Blueford and the Human soldier watched the whole scene from so far away that it took about two seconds for the loudly, THUMPPP! Generated by the impact of Isaac's paw landing on the ground to hit them. Judging by the size of the village seen from far away, the total number of causalities was up in the millions! Entire families, erased out of existence due to a simple, casual step out of an innocent-looking girly anthropomorphic Cat boy! And as if stepping right on top of millions of human lives was not enough, Isaac remained there. Standing still as if something was wrong.

Looking upwards, Blueford noticed that Isaac was, in fact, lifting his left wrist to face level one more time. That might be the chance the puny Wolf wanted so much, to finally have his crewmate realizing the amount of damage he was causing and the size of the danger that his mere presence represented while standing so imposingly huge.

But unfortunately, the anthro Wolf's attention was taken away by the human soldier once again as this time the man shot at the Wolf. The archaic project weapon did almost no damage to Wolf's nano reactive suit's armor. But it managed to cause great damage to his comm unit attached to Blueford's suit. Something that explorer Wolf wouldn't even be able to realize at all as the fight between Human and Anthro was about to be interrupted by an incoming shadow once again.

Both Blueford and the Human soldier looked one more time upwards, only to see the bottom of the black sole of Isaac's boot. But this time, something was different. Not only did this particular boot seem to be the very same boot that crushed a good portion of New York just some moments ago, as both micros could see very clearly a good portion of the abandoned city's neighborhood still stuck to the countless large groves at the sole of Isaac's boot as if they were nothing more than mud or dust, as the sole as its grooves were getting large and large. It didn't take long for the puny, anti-sized micros to realize that colossal, titanic Feline boy was stepping down right on top of their location.

Isaac had some mannerisms, one of them was related to how Kitty likes to stand when still. The anthropomorphic Siamese Cat generally likes to keep his paws a little bit further apart when standing, especially when lifting his wrist up high to check his smart bracelet. That means Isaac would always be adjusting the position of one of his paws after making his last step upon finishing walking.

That was only one out of Isaac's many mannerisms, just like any other person does. However, both Blueford and now the Poor Human soldier were about to find out about these particular mannerisms by the harder way. In seconds, the fast-moving, displaced air that was being pushed by the large incoming sole hit the ground and forced the two micros hardly against the ground. The Human soldier was having a particularly hard time being pushed face-first against the ground. At some point, the force of the wind got so strong that Blueford thought for a tiny moment that he was going to be crushed by the displacement generated by Isaac's paw casually moving. But shortly after that, thought crossed the blue Wolf's mind, the loud THUMP signaling that the sole made contact with the ground marked the end of the forces of the tornado-like winds.

Blueford stood up to his feet, and the first thing he saw was astonishing. He was now located right in the middle of a single, large and vast grove underneath Isaac's boot sole. Not only did a single groove alone prove to be so vast and enormous, but the anthro Wolf realized that an entire section of what was once one of the many neighborhoods of New York city was stuck to that same very groove and as impossible as it might sound most of the building weren't turned to thin dust at all. Even after a couple of steps from the godly Feline.

The puny anthro explorer could spend hours mesmerized about the fact that an entire neighborhood could exist just underneath a single trench underneath the sole of his crewmate boot. If it were not for the Human soldier who mostly wanted to see him dead by now. The Human was having a harder time recovering from the impact and air displacement as his face was forced merciless against the ground by the sheer power of the fast-moving alone. Blueford used the time to run and escape, trying to find good hiding inside one of the nearby decaying residential buildings.

After giving two steps forwards towards the south, no more, no less. Isaac's bracelet biped again, telling the Cat boy that he was standing right on top of Blueford's location. By the time the anthropomorphic Siamese Cat finished his second step and raised his left wrist up to his face once again, the info that the smart device was showing him was so far off that the boy had a hard time processing it.

According to the bracelet's info, Isaac walked about 110 kilometers in less than two minutes and within two steps only. But that was impossible. Isaac was still failing to realize that the device on his wrist was considering him to be human-sized, when in fact, he was not. He was still standing at his normal height. Too big for human life scale. Not exactly Isaac's fault either, as it only happened thanks to malfunction at the ship's teleporter unit and said the malfunction wasn't even reported to the operator by the system, wasn't even reported to Isaac himself.

To Summarize, Isaac was left alone to figure out what was so wrong or far off to the point to cause all of these miss numbers and miss locations that he was receiving from the very moment he set foot at that assumed to be abandoned planet.

"I'm starting to hate this stupid planet."

Isaac thought to himself. All the while, the Feline boy was completely unaware that he was currently standing on top of millions of humans, including his crewmate that he was trying to rescue and the particular Human who was trying to get the Wolf killed. The divine Feline also failed to notice anything about the massive attack a group of firefighters was delivering right around his waistline.

Puny fighter jets were flying all around the girly boy curvy thighs and even, sometimes, between them. Doing their best to attack the oversized alien threat, or at least to get his attention, make him feel and notice something. Some of the pilots were even attacking at what they assumed to be the boy's bulge... It wasn't particularly hard to figure the location of the alien Cat's crotch and genitals as the boy had very human-like physiology, even though he was definitely not Human.

Isaac might not have been a human, but he was definitely a boy, as the pilots of fighter jets flying around his thighs and crotch couldn't deny. Some of them committed the mistake of flying too close to the godly boy's tightly held package during their attempts to make him feel something end up colliding right against the black wall made of nano fabric that made up Isaac's imposing bulge. The explosion that their puny jets caused on the surface of the Feline's bodysuit was so pathetical, not even enough to leave it a scratch or trigger the automated defense system of the boy's suit at all. Nothing! That was precisely what they were when compared to a normal-sized anthro, NOTHING!

Unfortunately, those fighter jets were about to meet their fates soon enough as Isaac was getting tired of standing up all the time while going through numerous error logs showing up on the screen of his smart bracelet. The poor Pilots and their puny jets were flying in formation, passing through between the colossal anthro Feline and right below his outlined packaged when Isaac decided to sit down.

That very same bulge was looming above them, and they were planning to attack one more time suddenly got itself on the move! Their puny fighter jets barely had time to activate the close proximity alarm the moment their entire formation was crushed upon impacting against the descending bulge. All the five jets became little less than a tiny stain on the surface of the anthropomorphic bulge's nanotech fabric. Again, they were too small to even trigger any sort of alarm to Isaac's suit computers.

Some of the population of the smaller villages and shelters surrounding the area, the big village that Isaac under single sole barely had time to react as a pair of large, thick male butt checks descended and landed on top of them. A tiny fraction of one of the villages was left somewhat untouched by Isaac's large orbs, but they were now all forced to endure the light faint masculine musk scaping from the nano fabric of that black bodysuit as the godly anthropomorphic Siamese Cat was still sweating.

And high up above, Kilometers up above. Isaac was still trying to figure the issues with his smart bracelet. Even though the population of what was left of the tiny village couldn't even see the anthro Cat's face due to the close proximity to his bulge, the black fabric of the suit was blocking their view and replacing their sky.

"GEEZ! IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE AT ALL! ACCORDING TO THIS, BLUEFORD SHOULD BE STANDING RIGHT HERE BY MY SIDE, RIGHT NOW..."

Poor Isaac, the Cat has no idea that the crewmate he was trying to rescue was actually being forced to survive his mere presence, stuck to the deep canyons formed by the grooves at one of his boot's soles.

The Siamese Cat boy continued to murmur while staring at the smart bracelet for a little longer until giving up and moving both hands to the ground before leaning backward to relax. Isaac's right hand ended up landing right on top of the small, brand new Human settlement. The whole area didn't stand a chance since a single fingertip of the Cat boy took care of wiping them out entirely.

"WHAT'S THIS SHIT?!"

For the first time since setting foot on this planet, Isaac noticed the green/gray-like fungus that seemed to be growing around the decaying cities left behind by humanity. The colossal, godly sized anthropomorphic Cat had no idea that he was surrounded by tiny human villages or by what was left of humanity as only now some humans were venturing out of their fallout shelters and trying to reconquer what was left of their world after centuries of nuclear winter.

"THIS KIND OF FUNGUS SEEMS TO BE ALMOST ALL AROUND AND MIXED WITH THE SOIL AROUND THE AREAS THE RADIOACTIVE ACTIVITY IS HIGHER. COULD THEY BE GROWING OUT OF RADIATION? I WONDER WHY THE FIRST PROPES WE SENT DOWN HERE DIDN'T PICK IT UP..."

"THERE ARE SOME OF IT EVEN BETWEEN MY LEGS!!"

Isaac spoke before moving his index finger and thumb finger to pinch and then picking up what was left of the village that he had just sat on. The citizens of the village that were desperately trying to escape had no chance as two fingertips, larger than their entire village block, landed on their sides. One massive thump fingertip landed on their north side, and one equally massive fingertip landed on their south side before slowly closing in, crushing up anything that happened to between without showing any mercy. By the time Isaac had completely pinched the "dust" out of the ground below him, thousands of people were dead already.

"IT'S SO FRAGIL THAT EVEN IF APPLYING NO PRESSURE AT ALL, IT STILLS CRUMBLES..."

"AKE! LOOK AT THIS! THERE ARE MORE OF THOSE FUNGI ON MY SOLES! GRAY ONE THIS TIME..."

"Gray one?"

Blueford spoke upon wearing the last sentence getting out of the mouth of his oversized crewmate. In fact, a normal-sized crewmate as the Wolf boy was the one shrunk down to pitful human-sized here. And just as the tiny anthro explorer feared, the entire neighborhood he happened to be lost and trapped in began to tremble. Buildings were falling apart, including the one he was currently hiding inside of!

The anthropomorphic Canine ran outside, getting back to what was left of the main street of the neighborhood, only to realize that the entire neighborhood was no longer stuck to a groove underneath the sole of Isaac's boot but on small scumble of dust trapped between Isaac's both fingertips and being lifted upper high in the air. In a matter of seconds, the entire sky was replaced by Isaac's super large blue iris as it was scanning the surface of his own index fingertip.

"ISAAC!!! OVER HERE!!! LOOK AT ME!!! ISAAC!!!"

Blueford remembered that now he was up and high enough to maybe try a direct connection with Isaac's bracelet. But only to realize that the comms unit of his suit was entirely damaged thanks to the fight against that Human soldier from early. Blueford would then look one more time upwards only to realize, in deep fear, Isaac's blue iris was still scamming over the surface of his fingertip, but it was no longer paying attention to his particular location no more.

"NO, NO, NO!!! DON'T TELL ME YOU DIDN'T SEE ME!!! ISAAC!!!"

But before the poor, shrunken explorer could try any other plan to get his mighty crewmate's attention, time was up as the last thing he heard it was Isaac's booming voice, as it sounded especially louder this time thanks to him being up close to the boy's face and lips, saying.

"MEH! IT'S TOTALLY USELESS!"

"Isa no!!.."

THUMMPPPP!!

Blueford would have never seen what hit him as the whole thing happened too fast. Isaac got bored of looking at the useless piece of dust with what he assumed to be a weird fungus and decided to get rid of the whole thing by simply flinging his fingertips and sending the small crumbs of soil flying kilometers away at almost supersonic speeds. No living being could survive such goldy power like a casual fling of the fingers of a girly boy.

"ALRIGHT, WELL. I GUESS I COULD GO BACK TO SHIP AND CHANGE MYSELF. BLUEFORD VITAL SIGNS ARE STILL NORMAL, AS FAR I CAN TELL, AND THE STORM THAT WAS HITTING TO THIS AREA SEEMS TO BE GONE... WELL..."

Isaac simply lifted his left wrist and activated the teleport without even bothering to stand up to teleport. The very same way that gargantuan and all glorious godly anthro Cat appeared out of thin air, he was gone out of thin air again, leaving behind an untold amount of damage destruction and a missing in action crewmate report to fill later on.

The end.