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The ancient Egypt

(Story commission)

Roel would wake up in the morning as soon as the first sun rays hit his face. Slowly stepped out of his comfortable king-sized bed to put on his clerical clothing. Roel was an average-sized anthropomorphic being, a twink like Canine boy in good body shape, sporting slime curves some low outlined muscles here and there on his body. Being an anthro and a Canine also means that he had fur all over his body, a nice black fur, so dark and well-cared fur that the sun rays would reflect on the brushed furry to form nice highlights that would only accentuate his body forms. The inner parts of the Doggy's body featured a nice gray and white pattern like fur and dark hair presenting a short forelock.

After putting on his clothes, he proceeded to have a short breakfast, the cleric looking like Canine would walk to the front door of his house. The house was huge, a two-story house with many rooms and a fancy facade covered in pure gold. Symbols of equally anthropomorphic beings worshiping what seemed to be anthropomorphic Feline God could be seen all over the face of the Doggy's house. The construction itself remembered a lot like a temple of some sort if not by the clear Egyptian-like influence over the building's structure.

The walk from the door through the front of the yard to the temple-like house was not short at all. The Canine had a good amount of space to his disposal, but that wasn't even the most intriguing about the surroundings. If you were to look up above or far on the horizon, they would immediately notice a huge, completely transparent framework resembling a dome covering the entire lot in each the temple that the Canine just stepped out of was located. But even more impressive than that would be the view from the outside the dome.

Depending on what direction you were to look at, you could see the blue, open sky with some little cloud far into the horizon. But if looking right into the opposite direction, you would see not only any light at all but an even bigger, immensely cave! And, the dimensions of the said cave would be nothing impressive if observing the detail that said cave seemed to be made out of living tissue! But the cleric looking like Canine didn't seem to care in the least about such details as he continued to walk towards the imposing, golden gates leading to the outside of the dome and into that seemingly living cave.

Finally, when stepping outside, Roel would feel the usual heat and breath the usual smell of wax. There wouldn't be any questions left to anyone else who might happen to be with the Dog now. Whatever that place was, it was alive! It would be hard, nearly impossible, to imagine a living creature of such magnificent proportions and scale. And yet, Roel didn't seem bothered by that in the least. Instead, he continued his peaceful walk towards the depths of that living, warm cave till he found himself facing a massive wall equally made of living flesh and radiating considerable amounts of heat.

"THE GLORY OF THE ALMIGHTY, MY BELOVED LORD! YOUR LOYAL SERVER AND BISHOP IS HERE!!!"

The anthro male Dog spoke right at the huge wall in front of him. For a moment, that action seemed to be no sense or at least as a pure act of faith. After all, the Husky Canine was speaking to a wall, even if it was an organic one. But not long after that, the entire cave would begin to rumble, the ground underneath the Canine boy's paws would start to shake. Even more impressive was that the very wall right in front of him throbbed quite some, only collaborating to increase the intensity of the earthquakes that Roel was enduring. That all happened before an overpowering, booming thunder-like voice was heard, seemingly coming from all directions.

"HOW MANY TIMES I TOLD YOU NOT TO YELL AT MY EARDRUMS WHILE I'M SLEEPING, ROEL!"

"I'm sorry, my lord, but that seems to be the only way to wake you up...."

And barely after the Canine, like a Bishop finished that sentence, a strong flash of light involved his entire body, making Roel disappear in the air only to reappear inside of another golden dome just like the one set around his home. Although this one was tenfold larger and bigger than the previous one. The landscape outside this specific dome was also quite different from the previous. Staring outside into the horizon, you would have been able to see a pair of utterly massive light blue pupils!!! Each of them was large enough to make entire lakes and bays ashamed.

Said pupils could only belong to a pair of eyes, eyes that had eyebrows. These eyebrows moved so glacially and yet overpoweringly as the owner of said eyes simply blinked his eyes a couple of times as if still trying to get rid of sleepiness. A very simple action that put the structure forming up the dome to test as the air displacement from those gigantic eyebrows moving generated gale-force winds that would have sent anybody standing outside said dome flying away.

The view outside the dome, but in the opposite direction, was equally impressive, perhaps even more impressive and more revealing. The entire plane the dome was mounted on top of was made of living flesh, but this one was dark blue, unlike the fresh from before. Far away from the dome perimeters, a dense, vast, and seemingly endless forest of equally dark blue furry could be seen and looking on even further, you could notice that the colors of said forest would slowly change and transit into a bright white fur.

The more you were to stare, the more they would be able to realize familiar features, like a pair of hills, each one set very afar from each other, but in the exact same horizontal location. Looking even further south, seeming kilometers away would be possible to see another hill, this one looking a lot more like a mountain, but made entirely of fabric, fancy artificial like very fabric skin tight against the body forming very well detailed outlines of whatever body part that was hiding underneath it. Due to the massive distance from that massive mountain, anybody standing in that dome by the side of the cleric Canine would have been able to realize that outlines on the fabric of that mountain resembled the curves of a male genital organ. A flaccid phallus! But of such proportions and greatness that could only belong to a leviathan like a deity.

With all of those pieces of evidence put together, it was impossible to deny the fact that Roel was standing inside of a huge, giant dome that, in fact, was nothing but a tiny body piercing on the tip of the snout of a much larger, godly-sized anthropomorphic like creature! The vastness of the size of his body was so much that he could only be described as a mega-macro-like being. Even more, the scale was so tremendous and vast that if somebody were to be teleported on top of that godly being's body, inside of any of his piercing-like domes, exactly like what happened to Roel, they wouldn't have a clue on what specious this godly creature was or even about his gender at all. Probably their best bet would be to risk stepping outside the dome only so they could sniff some of that living landscape's natural body aroma in hoping to have some of their questions answered.

But none of that seemed to be necessary at all. From Roel's position, you would have been able to see that an entire cathedral existed within that vast dome's limits, and thousands of anthropomorphic beings could be seen from this privileged point of view. All of them seemed to be worshiping the eyes that belonged to the being speaking directly to the ultra puny companion Doggy. Although it was obvious that the owner of said eyes seemed to be quite aware of the entire massive structure set on his very body, he didn't seem to care or at least was indifferent to the many insignificant beings worshiping his eyes or the countless engravings on the cathedral walls portraiting what a seemed to be an anthropomorphic Feline.

A closer look into said engravings would reveal to you that the Feline represented on them seemed to be wearing the very same type of clothes that the one that Roel and all the others were currently standing on. More than that, some engravings would make sure to portray said Feline God as Siamese-Cat of a sort, until finally you would have landed your eyes on engraving portraying said Cat's height.

According to that specific illustration, on a center wall within the cathedral limits, the godly Siamese Feline stood nearly two kilometers tall and attended by the name of "Isaac-Konos, the Great!" The very same piece of art also portrayed a map showing all the golden piercings scattered across his body that happened to be, each one of them, a worshiping Cathedral on their own.

The biggest structures would be located on each nipple of the godly-sized Feline. Those seemed to contain more than a simple Cathedral for worshipers, but an entire small village attached to it. The map mentioned two more structures on the mighty Cat's crotch. One at attached to the very tip of the wrinkled folds of his foreskin, while the other was located right below his vast scrotum. It was unknown the purpose these two specific piercings served as they weren't described as any temples or cathedral of any sort, but by the map, they were there.

More structures were placed on the multi-kilometer-tall God's body, as the map would show the very dome Roel happened to be inside of just now, located on the very surface of Isaac's snout. Another bigger one, perhaps the biggest structure, and it wasn't a dome but a ring. A toe ring, to be more precise. It was located on the godly boy's left paw, right on his middle toe, and according to the illustrations, that toe ring seemed to be the most well-protected of all structures and easier to access as well. It seemed to serve the purpose of accommodating the houses of the wealthy and the nobility of this anthropomorphic society.

Finally, a small dome was shown on the map, one last structure. This one was described as a prison for those considered to be heretics, located right at the middle of the Cat's titanic tongue. The dome was quite strange for a prison, as it was completely unguarded and had no doors, locks, or gates. The prisoners could run freely through the dome limits and easily get out of it. Their real pain would be to make the over eight hundred meters journey through the vast tongue of a god. This living organ would constantly be moving, dealing with rivers like saliva and building-sized droll droplets constantly dropping from the Feline's palate. That is not to mention the risk of halfway on the journey and having the massive Cat decide to have a drink or something to eat. Those mountain-sized white and sharp teeth would provide mercy.

"SO, WHAT DOES BRING YOU TO MY EARDRUMS, DISTURBING MY REST, MY LOYAL BISHOP?"

Isaac spoke, sounding all booming and glorious. Given the sheer size difference between the Siamese cat and all the other puny anthros, nobody, aside Roel, could understand a single word that would come out from the Feline's soft lips. Being well over two thousand times bigger than anyone else made Isaac's voice sound like nothing but like an incomprehensible thunder.

"Well, my holy lord, there are ... a few... matters I need to address you."

Roel would answer, and almost immediately, the enormous light blue eye of the colossus Cat would move, staring crossed eyes and direct at the puny piercing like a dome on the tip of the snout.

"WELL THEN SPEAK, FOR I'M LISTENING!"

"Well, first of all, our last crop was a big failure, my Lord. Our barons on the fields claimed that they need more of your godly sperm to help with the future crops...."

There was a moment of silence between the puny Canine Bishop and the all godly Feline. Roel didn't even dare to move as he tried to remain calm as much as possible, staring at that enormous Feline-like eye pupil only to see it contracting some as if its owner were filling his mind with judgment and disapproval. That until the entire dome and the piercing itself quaked again, the godly Feline was speaking.

"THEY'LL HAVE PRECUM ONLY, AND THAT IS ALL!"

"But my Lord... It wouldn't be...."

But before Roel could even finish that sentence, the world dome rumbled, and the world shook. All before, the same strong flash of light involved the Canine's whole body. The tiny Bishop would find himself standing on the very fingertip of the pad of a single fingertip of that God, Isaac's index finger.

"DO YOU DARE TO QUESTION MY JUDGMENTS?"

"Oh No! No! No! Please forgive me for my insolence, my Lord!"

The anthro Husky spoke out loud as he immediately knelt down on the bare pad of Isaac's fingertip. The finger itself was so up close to the Siamese-cat eye that whenever the Cat blinked, a strong breeze could be felt by the puny Doggy.

"GOOOOD!!!

Outside the dome's protection and so close to Isaac's face, Roel couldn't do much other than simply cover his ears and pray to his Lord that his absurdly powerful voice wouldn't destroy every single bone in his body.

"BECAUSE YOU ARE VERY WELL AWARE OF WHAT HAPPENS TO THOSE TO TURN AGAINST ME, RIGHT, MY FAVORITE DOGGY?"

Isaac spoke all the while Roel was able to feel his world moving. In reality, Isaac was simply lowering his index finger, passing it down his snout to place right in front of his soft sealed lips, up close. That all until the mightly Feline opened up his mouth to show its interior, far away into the cave, resting halfway to the massive, gaping throat was the piercing-like prison. The dome holding the prison in place was washed by a strong saliva-like storm the moment Isaac opened up his mouth. But that wasn't even the worse part.

Roel was able to see the Siamese-cat tongue's tip with a high amount of details due to the close proximity and several anthropomorphic, as tiny as himself, fighting for survival on it. Prisoners tried to escape from the dome he first saw when Isaac opened up wide. Like the Bishop could see them, the helpless micros could also see him. They yelled, waved, and shouted at the Canine standing on the God's fingertip. But despite the best efforts, Roel could barely make out what they were saying. But their panic and despair were noticeable.

Many of the prisoners were holding among Isaac's tastebud base for dear life, while others were trying to figure out the gigantic gap separating the tongue's surface from the imposing set of sharp teeth. Falling between tongue and gum meant drowning or crushing whenever the Cat would casually move his colossal tongue again. A tasting organ that size would find no resistance at all in crushing tiny souls such as Roel himself. A tiny group of micros managed to make it between the Cat large and white teeth, and they were celebrating the fact Isaac's mouth was now open! Who knows for how long they held that position, waiting for an opportunity till the godly Cat was to open up his lips.

Instead of warning his Lord that a group of prisoners was about to obtain success escaping from the depths of his maw, the important Bishop sat there and watched. The micros ran as fast as their tiny legs could take them through the soft lips. To them, not so soft as it was a one hundred and fifty long run for them to come across. Unfortunately, that was a length they would never manage to overcome as at the moment they were halfway on the lips' surface, Isaac yawned!

Roel was forced to do his best to hold his ground on Isaac's fingertip. But the micros running on the surface of the lips didn't have the same luck as a good portion of them was simply dragged all the way back inside the depths of the Siamese-cat gargantuan open mouth by the overpowering air currents. Some of them landed back on the tongue's tip. Some other ended up far away deeper inside, too far away from Roel's sight. Some unlucky ones never got the chance to make a touch down on the titanic tongue's surface again as they were simply dragged all the along by currents to the dark bottom of the throat, even with esophagus opened wide light could barely make all the way into it. Those micros were never to be seen again.

By the time the God was done yawning, only two escapers had managed to hold their position halfway on the Cat's lower lip. They felt like they were finally able to regain their freedom as they stood and recomposed themselves, only to feel their whole world vibrating. They barely had time to look around to understand what was going on as a thick, massive wall-like upper lip landed right on top of them. Isaac was done demonstrating his point to his loyal Bishop and simply decided it was time to close and seal his lips again, not even realizing it meant the end of somebody's else journey.

"SO, MY LITTLE BISHOP, WAS THAT ALL THE MATTERS YOU NEEDED TO ADDRESS ME?"

"Actually no... my lord...."

"HMMM!!!"

"We are... We are having some trouble with the human civilization from the north again, my Lord."

"WHAT ABOUT OUR BRAVE SOLDIERS WE SENT TO THEIR LANDS?"

"They were decimated, my lord...."

Isaac would simply roll his immense light blue eyes. That action alone shows how much he disapproved of the pitful results achieved by the anthropomorphic soldiers to deal with the fast-expanding human nations. But also serving to prove once more to Roel the sheer power of that Feline God as the action moving his eyeballs alone ended up moving his eyebrows just enough to create sharp winds that sent the puny Canine to his butt on the surface of the finger pad.

The colossus Feline remained in silence for a moment. The enormous pupil moved back to stare directly at the insignificant Bishop standing on the fingertip. Unnecessary to say that action was making poor Roel fully nervous. The deep silence was only disturbed by the brutal sound of Isaac casually breathing, inhaling, and exhaling hot air out of his ultra-large nostrils all the while the tiny Canine couldn't take it anymore and decided to say something, but before he could even suggest anything the air and the world around rumbled again.

"I THINK I HAVE A SOLUTION TO ALL OF OUR PROBLEMS, MY LOYAL BISHOP. DO TELL ME HOW MANY CITIES HAVE THOSE PATHETIC HUMANS DEVELOPED SO FAR?"

"About one big city that works as their capital one and a bunch of other small villages, why?"

"PERFECT!!"

Within a blink, Roel found himself once again inside the dome that rested on Isaac's snout piercing. The gargantuan pair of eyes no longer paying attention to the particular dome as the ground below started to grumble and roar. The legion of worshipers that filled the cathedral's central plaza immediately dropped to their knees, and some others looked for shelter or structures to hold on against. Small groups of worshipers at the gates leading to the inner side of the piercing-like dome yelled to their fellow friends, partners, and procession members who happened to be outside, walking on Isaac's bare skin and making way through the dense forest like strands of body fur.

Unfortunately, those still outside the dome wouldn't have much time as Isaac was preparing to sit up and eventually stand up to his all-imposing full height. They would never make it inside before their entire landscape started to quake fiercely, gravity center changing, g forces increased! Many of them were sent off the edges of the massive Feline's snout, landing on the lips, and some other far below on the surface of Isaac's bare chest. Some very unfortunate ones ended up passing right in front of the large entrance of the Siamese-cat nostrils in perfect timing when Isaac was inhaling the air to fill his lungs. Those poor, pathetic souls would meet their fate by colliding against building-sized inner hair in the depths of the snout, colliding against them at hundreds of kilometers per hour, turning into red stains to be further inhaled inside Isaac's nasal cavities and then to be evaporated like nothing but hot water humid a few seconds later as the godly Cat would simply exhale.

The same situation repeated across multiple parts of Isaac's body as an entire legion of worshipers fought to make their way across kilometers upon kilometers of a living landscape to make it to the highest temple of all. The one located inside Isaac's tiny snout piercing. It was part of their belief that the higher on the godly Cat's body, the Nobel you were and even some legends that Isaac Konos The Great would speak directly to those in his snout piercing served to nothing, but to motivate countless people to make the dangerous journey throughout the body of a living country.

Although the danger was high, the Cat was not so brutal. As part of the deal, those who ended up falling off the edges of his body during climbing would survive just fine no matter the height of the fall. As long as they land on any part of his body! That was precisely many people would stay living in the God's toe ring since falling off the toes of a walking god could only mean falling back to the ground. Not helpful because even the smallest of Isaac's toes was larger and taller than any structure on the planet. Not to mention nobody could overrun such a titan casually walking or casually switching his stance.

After sitting down on what could only be a massive country-sized bed! One that didn't look so comfortable as it was made entirely of rocks! That was the best the primitive beings on that planet could put together, given the current stage of their technology. A long, monolith-looking like bed supported over pillars that looked like pyramids. In fact, those rock-made pyramids were hundreds of meters tall, standing as tall as some skyscrapers, and they served as nothing but the footboard for the God's bed. The amount of time and energy those tiny beings had to put together to be able to build so many pyramids, made entirely of rock stacked over another. Then the extension of the bed itself was insane.

The first paw to contact the ground below was Isaac's right one. All the while, some group of micros who lived in the toe ring located at this left paw were running like made, trying to reach the toe and its ring before their God moved his left paw out of bed. Being left on the vastness extension of a bed belonging to a god was a terrible idea as there was no way to predict how Isaac would lay or sit on his bed later on. Many of the wealthy inhabit of his body found their end not because of falling off his moving colossus body but for finding themselves underneath its imminent shadow! After all, it was said they would be protected if falling on Isaac's body, not if underneath it.

THUMP!

The first booming step of a sleepy God served to warn all of those living or passing through the proximity of the colossus. Cat's bed that their deity was on the move! Right after that, the other paw started to move out the bed, unfortunately living many who had adventured themselves outside the toe ring perimeters behind while many others who were at the beginning of the journey through the godly Cat's body towards other piercings on his body lost their lives as they either fall off the Feline's toe or found themselves right on the path of the moving heel being obliterated by a moving mountain in the form a heel.

A few other micros would find their end underneath the wealthy packaged of their God. Some micros love to explore, and this specific group was trying to reach the massive Siamese Cat's bulge mostly due to the curiosity to find out what purpose served the piercings and the structures within them installed across the Cat's genitals. They just couldn't have predicted that the mountain that resembled a man's bulge, looming above them, would descend upon them the moment Isaac started to sit up on the bed and move. They had zero chances of outrunning a package so large and vast. Some members of the group who were far too close to the base of the fabric covering the titanic Feline's scrotum were decimated in an instant as the ballsack reclined itself on them.

The rest of the group, even if further away, could only watch the outline of an impressive, monumental dickhead descending over them, getting closer and closer! Eventually, the outline of the very piercing they were trying to reach became visible against the blue fabric covering the nether regions of that male God.

THUMP! They were no more...

Isaac stood at full height, displaying his glory over his kingdom's land. Standing at multiple kilometers could easily make those staring up at his half-naked body believe he was the most powerful alpha male on the planet. But that wasn't actually true, as if there were anybody to be same size scale with colossus, they would have noticed quite easily how soft and slim that anthropomorphic Siamese-cat actually looked like. Even those living on the lands further away from his bed's location could notice that. In fact, Isaac had a very girly-like body and look, rather than the all imposing, godly male. But since the size was very important to all of the rest living beings on that planet, he was a God of destruction and war.

The colossus would stretch and yawn once more. Meanwhile, all sorts of people and worshipers rushed towards the standing God's paws and toes. This was all because of the mere fact when standing, it was a lot easy to get to the first dome on Isaac's body. But of course, the danger was high too, as they were no telling for how long a God could remain standing still.

"OK... SO, UH!!! THE NATIONS FROM THE NORTH, YOU SAID, RIGHT?"

"Yes, my lord."

Roel answered. For as disturbing it could be to be nearby or even on a multikilometer-tall behemoth that was moving. To those living inside the domes, it was like nothing was happening at all. Even though said domes were nothing but tiny piercing adorning the Cat's body. The domes were, even from afar, the safest and best location to live! One hundred percent protected from the body of the most powerful entity in the world and an endless supply of resources that could easily be collected from Isaac's vast body itself. All the while helping keep the Feline's body clean. The perfect symbiotic relationship between macros and micros.

No wonder why an entire legion of devotees was running towards the ominous toes of that Siamese cat. Many of them would never make it close to the towering Feline's body before having he moved countless kilometers away from their position with a single stride. Some others would find their plans twisting in a mere of seconds as Isaac's first step could be headed right towards their location, leaving them to admire their deity's pad's sole as to be their last memory in this life. Some would be even happy about such an outcome as worshipers are worshipers. Some of them dream about sacrificing themselves under the shadow of Isaac's soles. An honorable death.

"HOW LONG DID SAID IT TOOK OUR TROOPS TO WALK FROM HERE TO THE HUMAN'S NATION?"

"About two weeks, my lord."

The all divine Cat would chuckle very softy after wearing the answer from the Bishop.

"I BET YOU I CAN MAKE IT IN LES THAN HALF-HOUR."

"I have no doubts about that, Isaac The Great."

Within that last sentence, Isaac lifted his right foot. That was the last warning for all the puny, tiny specks still trying to make their way to the toe ring on the colossus left foot. Some of them started to panic immediately, especially those halfway, already in the valley that represented the mere space dividing Isaac's toes. No way they could make it to the ring or back out again in time. Some others persisted and kept running towards the massive gold ring, so close and yet far away, giving the sheer difference in size scale. A powerful rumble followed by the shocking sound of fast-moving air signaled their time was up. Isaac's toes were ascending upwards in the sky, leaving all of those unworthy specks who didn't make it to the ring behind.

All of the micros nearby the toes pads or between them had absolutely zero chances of survival. Even if they weren't going to be stepped on, they were dragged out of the ground due to huge air displacement, ascending upwards in the sky among the toe's pads of their God as if they were nothing but unnoticeable specks of dust! That would sure be what they would become the moment those same toe pads were to make contact with the ground again, as many of them would find themselves stuck against the warm, slightly sweaty pads the moment they started to descend back to earth.

THUMP!

The second step of a god! It reformed entire landscapes and ended the dreams of a better life to many micros caught underneath it. The first couple of steps were quite uneventful; to Isaac. The same couldn't be said about the rest of the kingdom that lay beneath. Since that entire nation developed around the Siamese cat with the sole purpose of worshiping him, they designed their cities and villages thinking about the presence of a godly figure. A two kilometers long pathway was left right in the middle of the kingdom so the titan could walk freely through that area to come and go whenever he pleased. This way, no damage would occur, and nobody would get hurt or killed. But of course, in reality, things were different.

The lands right next to the large pathway left for Isaac to walk across were always the cheapest ones. That was only because no matter how strong or well built. Even if not directly hit by the mighty body or by the air displaced by it, the designed structures could barely stand a chance against the potent shockwaves each footfall would cause. Only the best of all structures, the puny micros, could come up with, could resist the earthquakes a godly Cat could cause by simply walking and passing by.

Another problem was with some micros trying to cross the kingdom for many different reasons. Many travelers and merchants would face the dilemma of either coming across the whole kingdom, avoiding the two kilometers long pathway designed exclusively for a multi-kilometer tall being to walk on, or going right through the pathway, walking fast and praying Isaac himself to remain asleep.

But right now, that was simply not the cause. To many micros who happened to find themselves in the middle of the pathway, there wasn't much they could do rather than watch and spend their last moments staring at the extraordinary form of that king of kings walking towards them. Some of them would luck as they would get to watch the view of lifetime, Isaac's monumental's paw pad soles moving right above them as the rest of the Siamese body's looms even further away up above. Only a few micros get to tell their children they lived to see their God walking right above them and survived to tell the other how it's like to be precisely underneath the walking body of a towering titan.

Meanwhile, many others wouldn't have the same grace as the last moments marked by the incoming, growing pad soles. The closer Isaac's pads would get, the bigger and more detailed they would look. The small ridges on the surface of the soft Cat's pads, totally invisible to Isaac and to anyone else who happened to be the same scale with him, would only become bigger and bigger the closer they get until they would eventually turn into massive canyons that some micros would find salvation from certain doom! Even if only temporarily salvation as it would only take Isaac a couple extra steps to end their puny lives. Sometimes only the Feline's sweat would do it.

"HMM, A COUPLE MINUTES WALK. I'M THINKING ABOUT TURNING IT INTO A LIGHT JOG. WHAT DO YOU THINK, MY LOYAL BISHOP?"

"I think..."

"IT WAS ONLY A RHETORIC QUESTION, ROEL."

The colossus Siamese-cat got into jogging without wasting an extra second as soon as he cleared the kingdom perimeters. The inhabitants were still able to see the massive figure of the jogging Cat from behind for a good while till it was gone within the horizon line.

Far, far away on the north, a busy city was carrying along its day. Humans were living a quite busy routine and progressing within their tech quite quickly. Living in what could be considered the renaissance era, about to transition into their first industrial revolution, something was odd, and they shouldn't be so far ahead. They had even made it in the sky for having developed some sort of rotational helicopters made out of woods and using thick canvas, powered by small steam engines. Everything seemed calm, until...

THUMP!!!

The first booming explosion was not enough to disturb the city or cause an alarm.

THUMP!!!

The same couldn't be said about the second as it was enough to throw away some silverware and to call the attention of the patrols and the city's military.

THUUUMMMP!!!

The third finally put the city into general alert. Many humans stopped their business and started to ask each other if they were feeling quakes and hearing some far-away explosions. The military was on full alert, and they started to check the kingdom perimeters till finally spotting the titanic non-human creature arising on the horizon.

THUUUMMMPPP!

The fourth step was enough to make some lose their balance, to spread panic throughout the villages and the main city. And the situation of things would only deteriorate from now on to the puny human civilization. Wasting no time, the military moved their war machinery to the kingdom limits to face the incoming threat. Their wood helicopters were rotating and gaining the sky, rushing towards the incoming threat. However, the closer they got to the titanic anthro Siamese-cat the more they realized how much of a lost battle they were about to fight.

"WHAT?!"

THUMP!!!

Isaac spoke before stopping in his tracks. Despite being many times bigger than the rest of the living beings on this planet, Isaac had the power to notice everything and everyone in his surroundings when he wanted to. And right now, that behemoth like Siamese-cat had his light blue eyes locked on the puny, pitiful flying things designed by the humans and which were flying his way.

"NO WAY!!!"

Roel watched his all-powerful overlord sounding impressed with something for the first time in his life. Whatever it was, it was enough to take the Cat away from his usual arrogant self.

"YOU SHOULDN'T BE ABLE TO POSSESS SUCH OF PIECE OF TECHNOLOGY, AT LEAST NOT IN SOME CENTURIES FROM NOW!"

"What was it, my Lord?"

The imposed eyes moved towards the dome, resting on the snout for a brief second, displaying nothing but contempt before the godly Feline spoke.

"NOTHING YOU SHOULD BE CONCERNED ABOUT."

The next thing Roel saw was Isaac raising his right arm into the air, moving his hand's fingers as if he were to pinch something in the air. But whatever was it, it was just too far away for the puny Husky to spot from inside the piercing within the Feline's snot.

The Humans flying one of the small wood-made helicopters didn't stand a chance as they saw incoming digits coming their way. Digits that could easily pinch out of the ground entire neighborhoods! They didn't even have the time to change course or to maneuver. In a matter of seconds, massive dark blue fingerpads became all that they could see. It only took an extra second from that point for them to find themselves suffering in dying pain as the Titanic Cat simply pressed his index against his thumb, crushing whatever specks caught between his digits and rubbing his pads together to allow crumbs to fall off later on.

The other flying wood machines saw what happened and immediately changed curse, trying to fly away from the gigantic Cat instead of towards him. It was completely in vain, though, as Isaac resumed his walk. Within two steps forward, they were able to see one of the inner thighs of that Siamese cat surging on their side. Looking directly below, they were able to see an entire village disappearing underneath the paw attached to that very same leg as it made the touchdown. Looking up above, they were barely able to see the chest and chin of that pitiless Cat man. And as if just to reinforce the sheer scale of the body of that anthropomorphic being, it took a couple of seconds, but the deafening explosion caused by the very paw stepping down immediately below finally hit their ears, leaving them disoriented.

By the time the humans controlling those puny flying things would regain their senses, it would be too late. Another glance at the thick, wide, larger pillar-like inner thigh on their side would reveal an entire chain of muscles contracting and moving. The air around them would begin to rumble audibly! There were no doubts about what was about to happen. The colossus Cat was about to take another step forward! Unfortunately, those puny humans wouldn't last to actually see it as the immense tip of the Feline's bulge would come their way. In fact, they were the ones flying in the middle of the way of the wealthy package. The genitals of that God hit them at thousands of kilometers per hour! Nothing was left.

Isaac continued to approach the human nation, walking normally and making sure to step on every village along the way until making it to the outskirts of their tiny capital city. The Human's military was helpless to deal with that colossus as the majority of the troops was crushed by the titanic Cat's feet without the owner even noticing them at all among the debris of countless buildings from the villages he had crushed before.

One last armored division was left face to face with the Siamese-feline gigantic toepad. That single toe alone was as tall as the tallest buildings, maybe even taller than that. For a brief moment, the commander of said division was left stupefied in the face of a mere part of the body of that mighty titan to the point he forgot he was supposed to attack and defend the capital city. After recomposing himself, he gave the order to attack. Unsurprisingly, immense anthropomorphic men looming kilometers above them didn't even look down in their direction. In fact, Isaac didn't even change his stance or wiggle this toes whatsoever. Their best attack went completely unnoticed by the owner of the gargantuan, towering toe.

"WELL, WELL, WELL, LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE, A CLOCKPUNK SOCIETY! HOW CUTE~."

Isaac spoke with his typical booming voice as he casually stared over the miniature capital city that extended in front of him at his feet. That action alone already caused some good damage to the small clockpunk-like city, shattering windows and causing gears within the countless mechanics that powered the city's machinery to wear and even pop out of their axes.

"I GUESS THAT I DON'T EVEN NEED TO TELL YOU THAT YOU HAVE BEEN DEVELOPING TOO FAST FOR MY LIKING."

When the Colossal Siamese-cat finished that sentence, he decided to casually tap his right foot on the ground. The last Human armored division, the last hope of humanity against that imposing threat that loomed above them, was blown away like the tiny lint that they were due to the force and speed of the displaced air.

"NOT TO MENTION YOUR EXPANSION PLANS SEEM TO BE AIMED RIGHT AT MY KINGDOM TERRITORY, AND THAT IS EXTREMELY ANNOYING."

Isaac began to walk around the outskirts of the Capital as he spoke. Almost as if he was a negotiator trying to make and prove a point in a bargain, but in reality, the gigantic Siamese Cat was aiming his paws right at the exit of the Capital's gates. Making sure to crush anything and anyone trying to flee the city. Although acting and moving so casually, never looking down to the ground, making it appear as if he wasn't even aware of the untold destruction happening below his feet or at least showing how much he didn't care.

"I HAVE TRIED TO BE FRIENDLY AND NICE SO MANY TIMES WITH YOU BY SENDING DIPLOMATS AND EXCURSIONS AFTER EXCURSIONS, AND YET HERE I'M. FORCED TO COME ALL THE WAY OVER HERE IN PERSON TO ADDRESS THIS MATTER WITH YOU."

And by the moment the colossus Feline finished speaking that very last sentence, he positioned himself in such a way that two enormous muscle pillars like legs were spread open, leaving the puny city and all of its inhabitants with a perfect view of his imposing body and notable package between said legs.

"WASTING MY TIME TO DEAL WITH SUCH PITIFUL NATION LIKE YOURSELVES. DID YOU KNOW I WAS RESTING BEFORE BEING FORCED TO DEAL WITH YOU? IN FACT, ..."

Isaac moved his left hand towards the waistband holding his blue thong in place against his waist, hooking his thumb underneath the fabric, and never stopping talking as he did.

"I HAD TO LEAVE MY KINGDOM IN SUCH A HURRY I DIDN'T EVEN HAVE THE CHANCE TO HAVE BREAKFAST, AND YOU KNOW, GO ALONG MY MORNING ROUTINES."

And by the time the colossus Cat finished that sentence, his monstrous dick was completely exposed to the world. His blue thong was completely pulled aside by his left hand. Every single man standing down below in that pathetic city knew very well what was about to come. They just refused to believe. Some of them were perplexed by the situation that they have allowed their brains to their lies and that the towering God who loomed over them right now just wanted to make himself more comfortable after a long walk here. But the moment Isaac's right hand started to move to grab his half-erect phallus, all of their doubts turned into confirmation and despair.

"I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND IF I RELIEVE MYSELF. AFTER ALL, THREE THOUSAND KILOMETERS IS A QUITE LONG WALK."

Isaac spoke that last sentence almost in perfect sync with his moving hand, aiming his enormous dick right at the hard of the Human's capital city! Using both index and thumb to pull back the wrinkled foreskin covering the dark blue flesh of his glans, the towering Siamese simply closed his eyes and relaxed his muscles.

Of course, every single living soul standing far below the situation was quite different as they barely had any time to react. A thick, high-pressure, yellow jet of warm water hit the palace building in the middle of the downtown area of the city face first. Given the sheer size, scale, and magnitude of the power the inner muscles belonging to the body of such a giant could apply over the liquid, it was like the all imposing palace building were hit by a small atomic bomb. Its walls and the main structure were crumbled upon impact, sending debris to fly all around the city well past the downtown limits.

The palace was no more in a couple of seconds, and the colossus Cat was only getting started. The thick urine stream continued to rain down from the pee slit located kilometers up above right to the ground below. It managed to dig a deep trench into the ground right once Human's government headquarters was. And Isaac wasn't over yet. The more he pissed, the more liquid made its way throughout the surrounding buildings and structures. The entire downtown area was flooded with hot, yellow, heavy scented Cat urine in a few minutes.

The acid within the urine, even if very faint, to the Humans, was potent enough to corrode some of the foundations of the building causing many of them to collapse, especially the old ones. Killing many who weren't directly hit by overpowering urine stream impact or who hadn't drowned yet. The fewer ones who managed to survive all of that had to endure the same acid present in the evacuation working to corrode their bare skin and fresh now. It would only be a matter of time until they succumb to the pain and end up drowning in that Feline's massive sea made of pure urine.

By the time Isaac was done relieving his bladder, the entire capital city was left to ruins with no signs of a living soul left on it.

"AH! I FEEL MUCH BETTER NOW. WELL, AS I WAS SAYING. OPPS~"

A very dark smirk surged on the Cat's face upon staring at his bladder's work.

"IT SEEMS WE HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO DISCUSS. IT WAS A PLEASURE."

Giving his monstrous phallus a few casual shakes to make sure no leftovers or droplets were left, Isaac released the foreskin that immediately covered the wet glans before guarding his gun back in the confines of his fancy silk thong.

"WELL, TIME TO GO. BUT BEFORE I DO~."

The Siamese God had already turned himself to face the south the moment he snapped his finger, teleporting every single living human from the villages around what was left of the capital city into the two domes located on the piercings around his genitals.

"CONSIDER THE CROP PROBLEM SOLVED AS A NEW WAVE OF COCK ENSLAVED PEOPLE WAS DEPOSITED INTO DOMES AROUND MY JUNK. AND ROEL, DON'T FAIL ME AGAIN!"

"Yes, my Lord! I won't!"

Roel answered his Lord, having watched the whole thing from that privileged point of view at the upper tower of the cathedral mounted in the dome that rested on Isaac's snout. The last thing he saw was the large and deep light blue eyes moving away, looking back at the horizon before the distant explosions and the rhythmic back and forth movement signaling that the colossus was on his way back home.

The end.