My Mistress Godzilla 2.
My Mistress
GODZILLA.
2
"pussy lizard"
"And so, that's all I can remember, the lab, the accident and then waking up like this." He thought to
her in there shared telepathic speech as he knelt before her huge towering form, his long pointed head
up between her powerful thighs as his tongue slid into her warm sex, reaching deep to taste her secret
places as she held his head pressed to her dripping slit. She stroked his head and rumbled deep in her
great armored chest as she enjoyed the pleasures her lover brought her.
"So you were one of the tiny ones? How strange..." she thought. "But where you came from matters
not, you are mine." she said with fierce certainly that gave him a jolt of servile pleasure to hear. Yes...
He was hers. Over the few days they had spent together he had learned well what she wanted of him
and learned to accept the fact that he was her lover, her slave, her property. And he learned that this
was not so bad as it might seem. Yes, she was dominating and could even be cruel in her desire to
make sure he knew his place and obeyed her in all things, but she was also affectionate and even loving
when he pleased her. She wanted him to be what amounted to her slave, but she wanted to make sure
he was satisfied and even pleased with that fact and seemed to enjoy rewarding him in his servitude
even as she ruthlessly enforced it with her terrible strength and awesome power. He supposed that
her ability to make him writhe in ecstacy was a tribute to her right to take him as her mate as much as
her sheer unstoppable power was...
"Did you do this to many of your tiny females when you were small?" she asked.
He lifted his face from her sex and looked up at her. "Not to many, I wasn't really that popular with the
girls back then."
With a stinging smack, the tip of her tail thwacked against his right butt cheek with the sound of a bomb
shell.
He yelped and jumped at the burning to his rear and darted his head in to lick and suck at her warm
dripping slit. It was not wise to leave his powerful lover unsatisfied...
Her great claw stroked and scratched at the back of his head in appreciation of his efforts... "The they
were idiots." she growled as her eyes lowered in pleasured contentment, her lips pulling back from her
fangs in a smile of rising fulfillment, rumbling deep in her chest as she felt her lover's tongue reach so
deep within her to stroke and caress every sensitive inch of her throbbing passage... she leaned back
and spread her legs, her jaws opening as she sighed in bliss, her great foot claws digging into the ground
as she groaned and shuddered in ever rising ecstacy... she closed her jaws with an awesome snap as
she felt her peak near, closer and closer until she felt the explosion of sweet fire race thru her as her
orgasm arrived... She roared, head thrown back, great fangs beared in the throws of her lust fulfilled,
reaching with both great claws to grip the side of his head and press his lips fully to her spasming sex as
she came in a massive gout of frothy white that gushed over his face and down his throat again and
again, each massive spurt easily enough to fill a small lake came with each spasm of her body as she
reached her climax and came into the face of her servile lover who could only do his best to grant her
all the pleasure he could give, his darting tongue caressing her, drawing out her climax as long as he
might...
Her body slowly ceased its shuddering, slowing the flow of her hot sex juices as she fell into the warm
glow of the aftermath... her mate lifted his now wet and dripping head, painted as it was with her pearly
she cum, huge sticky rivulets running down his chest as he tried to lick the huge dripping mass from his
face and lips so perhaps he could see again sometime soon...
She looked down at him and his sticky predicament and gave her rumbling laugh at the sight of his face
completely covered in the thick white fluids of her orgasm. She leaned forward and ran her broad
reptilian tongue over his face... gently cleaning her lover, her chest rumbling with the warm sounds of
contentment and reassurance as she demonstrated her affection and appreciation for his service to her...
she nuzzled his lips and then pressed hers to his as they parted, her tongue entwining hin his as she gave
him a fierce and lustful kiss... there lips parted and he looked into her eyes, there faces but a small
distance apart, her warm breath brushing against his damp hide... her eyes filled with warmth and
wanting...
He looked into those eyes and felt his heart pound with a greater need than he had ever felt... "I love
you Godzilla." he said softly, bearing his soul to those warm and caring eyes.
She smiled and leaned forward into him, pressing him to the ground as she gripped him with her
massive strength and made ready to use him for her pleasure yet again, and this time...see to it that she
was not the only one to cum like a geyser.
Meanwhile, in a camo tarp covered location high on a hill a few kilometers away, a film crew
worked diligently to record every grunt, groan, thrusting hip, and splatter of cum that the two
gigantic lovers managed to produce.....
"I don't believe it! She's gonna fuck him again! She's the horniest girl on the damn planet! I've never
seen anybody or anything fuck so much in my life!" Exclaimed Mike as he watched the video feed on
the big monitor, the scene of Godzilla's massive rear rising and falling filling the screen in full high
definition, her mates huge ribbed bright crimson shaft sliding in and out of her glistening, dripping sex as
she pounded it into her again and again filling the center of the shot, "I wish the girls that worked for me
had that much stamina!"
The young Japanese man next to him shook his head. "I have to say, that this is somehow a lot more
compelling than watching one of your sleazy porn films. No offense."
Mike shrugged. "None taken." I know when im outclassed. I may be the best porno producer in the
business, but those two are doing this for real. Porn is all about fake. Everything is fake. And you can
tell if you look hard enough no matter how good the people doing it are. But these two are doing it for
real, out of the sheer joy of a good screw and that makes all the difference there is."
"Tell me, are you two in the least aroused by what we have seen?" asked the simply dressed Professor
Linstay. The Middle aged woman who had become famous for her work in the field of sexuality.
The young Japanese man shrugged. He was Tokijiro Nitsuki, Toki to his friends.... a physicist and part
time reptile specialist and supposedly a Godzilla expert. "I'm still dealing with the fact that she was a girl
and nobody guessed. Not even me... that was embarrassing when live footage came in of her chasing
down this new monster and humping him silly in the middle of Kuisuko square! Everybody turned to me
and said. "She's a girl?" and I had to just sort of smile and run for it before they decided to throw me
out a window or something. That's why im here. I had to come or lose all credibility as a Godzilla
expert. Of course I had no idea that an entire full fledge production crew would be here already filming
the two mating."
"Like I said. You guys can use my equipment and the help of my production crew in exchange for any
horny tidbits of science you can give me to help out my film." said Mike. "And if you want I will make
damn sure your name is never mentioned in connection with my production, my people know how to
keep there mouths shut."
"Just how many housewives are you protecting, Mister Stoff?" she asked him.
"Way, way too many. And like I said. Its just Mike."
"Mike!" called the man at the editing station. "We got that bit you wanted to see all cued up."
"You got that shot? Great!" he jogged over to the big screen. "Roll it!"
There on the screen was Godzilla, sitting on a small hill with her lovers face in her crotch... her head
rolls back, eyes roll up in her head, tongue hanging out of her wide open jaws and then the orgasm...
every muscle in her body clenching tight as she spurted in slow motion into his face, her claws coming
down to grab his head and her grinding her sex into his lips as her thick shining she-cum squirted past
the sides of his lips to splatter his face and shoulders as the most powerful being on earth came... her
massive hips thrusting her spurting sex into his face with every monumental spasm of orgasmic ecstacy
as she groaned and stretched her head out, jaws parted, eyes glazed in the throws of her pleasure.
"That's the best damn money shot I've ever seen!" Mike exclaimed. "Not to mention one of the biggest
piece of fem-dom ever! Look at her just fuck his little face as she cums all over him... Lovely."
"I would have thought you would find the sight of a dominating female using a male so throughly
disturbing if not threatening, Mike." said Professor Linstay as she came up to watch the video.
"Professor, in the porn business it takes all types and if you cant handle that then you're in the wrong
business... But this isn't what most would call hard fem-dom." he replied.
"What makes you say that?" she asked. "It certainly seems hard enough, certainly enough to scare off
many. She has a very strong dominating sexuality. Why would you not consider it as hard as they
come?"
"Because of this..." he said, tapping the screen as upon its surface Godzilla gently cleaned her lovers
face and then ignoring how messy he was, pressed her lips to his, the glow of her fires glittering
between her jaws as she tasted the life of her lover gently, lovingly, affectionately, her affection clear
even on her reptilian face as she pulled back and gazed into his eyes for a moment, strings of her she-
cum joining there glistening lips...
"See? Hard core fem-dom is where the female doesn't give a rats ass about the male, he's just there
for her to take her frustrations out on. This, on the other hand is soft core. Why? She loves him. She
loves him a whole hell of a lot and she wants him to love her just as much. Yeah, she's big and mean
and she thinks the idea of him having a mind of his own and believing himself to be anything but her
pretty little sex slave as disgusting as stepping in warm dog crap with her bare feet and im sure she will
gladly beat his sissy ass black and blue if he thinks any different. But she loves him just the same in her
own way. She needs him and wants him to be a happy little sex toy, and goes out of her way to try to
make his slavery to her as pleasurable to him as she can make it while still fulfilling her own needs." he
said with certainty. "So no, although she's definitely of the fem-dom variety, she's not into hard fem-
dom. The kind of woman that hurts a man just cause she likes to see him in pain. She's sort of playing
out the role of a stern, harsh, and demanding mother slash sex goddess, while he is playing the role of
the well disciplined child slash sex pet. In that sort of relationship there's a lot more implied punishment
than actual damage done. Most she's likely to do to him is give him a really smart spanking if he goes
over the line."
"You are very perceptive for a porn producer, Mike." said the professor.
"Good porn is all about body language, and I've done it all." he replied. "The body sets the whole
scene and tells you what is going on between two lovers, who is really on top, who is on bottom, and
whether anybody would rather be someplace else." he replied.
"Well to tell you the truth I agree with you, Mike." she said "She is displaying all the qualities of an
alpha type. And the male the omega type. And as you stated, she seems to have taken a rather
mothering role in her mates life, and seems to be taking it upon herself to teach him how to survive as a
part of it."
"It looks to me like all she is teaching him is to get by on his back like a two bit whore." said Toki.
"You would prefer that the roles were reversed and it was some female being bent to the will of a male
lust, Mister Nitsuki?" she replied.
"It just seems unnatural to me is all." he replied.
"What we are witnessing is in fact what might be what life was like when the dinosaurs ruled the earth.
Males serving females might have been so normal that they idea of a male taking a female as dominant
might have made them as uncomfortable as you are right now, Mister Nitsuki."
He shook his head and turned away, looking away from the sex scene displayed on the monitor to his
own screen where a number of scientific instruments recorded everything from the monsters
temperature to the emission of gasses in there sweat. At least with them going at it like this there was
plenty of time to run tests, usually there was no time, Godzilla was always on the move and didn't pose
for the camera.
They watched as the male inhaled deeply, his eyes going wide and seemingly shy and uncertain for a
moment and then her lips pulling back in a gator's smile, a growl coming from her lips as she pushed
him down to furiously made love to him yet again....
"I wonder where the hell she learned about kissing?" Mike asked. He watched the scene play out, a
thoughtful look on his face."Wait a minute..." said Mike, pointing at the film tech. "Back that up!"
"To where?" said the tech, reaching to the editing controls.
"To right after she kisses him." He said, his eyes on the screen.
The scene played again, the male taking a breath, eyes downcast for a moment and then raising to look
into hers, the both of them still and silent...
"I love you Godzilla." whispered Mike in the middle of that pause as the male stared into her face, shy
and helpless, seemingly bearing his very soul to her in this loving moment between him and his
dominating mistress...
Everyone there stiffened, for it was if the male had spoken, it was that perfect a match for the scene, it
just fit beautifully, the male confessing his love, the shyness, the hopefulness that seemed to radiate from
his eyes as he stared up at her, pleading.
They watched as Godzilla smiled and pushed him down. Seemingly determined to prove her love to the
male that had given her his heart.
"For a moment there I thought that was the lizard and not you..." said Toki.
"It was him, I was just translating." he said, sitting down and pulling out a cigarette which he lit with
practiced ease, watching the main screen as the huge lizard almost leisurely brought her lover to
explosive orgasm yet again.
"You cant be serious." said Toki.
"Whatever buddy..." he replied, his eyes dark with inner thought. The smoke from his cigarette swirling
around his head as he contemplated the screen. "All I know is that somehow, someway he told her just
what I said right then, that he loved her... and she responded by rewarding him with everything she
had... its all about body language... it was as plain as if he had held up a neon sign..."
Godzilla lay on her side, gazing at her smaller mate as he lay before her, recovering from there last
furious bout of lovemaking... she was satisfied for the moment and didn't feel the need to take him right
then, and so she had some time to explore her new lover's body without her awesome lust driving her.
She held his erect shaft in her great claw, feeling its knobby length, admiring it really. It was a lovely
crimson and long with a crested head and delightfully coved in soft ridges and bumps, shaped just so to
give her such delicious pleasure when she took it within her. It was a magnificent organ and she was
proud to be the owner of it as well as of the male attached it...
"Mine..." she growled as she gave it a firm squeeze.
His smaller paws came up to hold her massive paw onto it and chirped softly in surrender as his mind
touched her's in reply "yours."
She growled reached out to grasp him by the waist with one arm, pulling him against her front with
enough force to make him yip as he as he was pressed against her, her long head and neck reaching
down to nibble the side of his face with gentile affectionate nips, her tongue caressing the soft ridges
above his eyes, tasting the silken places beneath his jaw as he lay back and surrendered to her as she
affectionately and lovingly ruled him. Now that he had submitted to her mastery and accepted her
ownership of him, she wished to show him that she was a good mate and a good lover. She was guided
by a million year old instinct that told her that now it was time to show her little lover that there were
advantages to being the play toy of one as strong and powerful as she, for her kind's males were, if
pressed, quite dangerous and though she did not fear him in the slightest she certainly did not wish her
slave to decide that he was more on the receiving end of her claws than held within her embrace and
decided the best thing for him to do was run for it. she knew full well that if he had not stopped at the
touch of her mindspeach he would have flown with that same incredible speed and grace and been far
over the horizon before she had a shot off to wing him again. She regretted deeply the first time
wounding him so, but she knew very well that if he had escaped her that she might never be able to
catch him again. So now she must do her best to chain him to her, not with any physical means, but with
a balance between her absolute mastery of him and her ability to give him pleasure and warmth ... she
had to teach him that his world began and ended where her shadow fell, that his life was hers and all he
did was under her, that to disobey her slightest need of him meant a swift and direct punishment... but
just as important was the fact that if he pleased her she would make him very, very pleased in return.
What was required was that he that he relish his captivity, desire nothing more than to be hers, to love
her as his rightful and natural ruler and the overlord of his fate. To be driven to excitement and pleasure
at just the knowledge that she owned him and intended to use him as she saw fit, welcoming with
whimpers of wanton lust and eager desire to serve her every time she throws him to the ground and
mounts him... and that required that she show him that she two could serve him, in her own way. She
rose then to sit back on her haunches and pulled him up against her muscular chest and held him there,
pressing his head to her body as she lowered her great saurian head and softly licked his face...
"There is much I must teach you, my mate... I will protect you until my flame dies for you are mine and
non shall touch you save that I allow it. But this is a hostile world, full of dangers, there are the little ones
and there armies... and there are other such as we.. Different but of the same sort of strength... you
must learn to use what you have been given, become strong and powerful and be worthy of being
mine... Though you shall always be a weakling to me you must become as strong as you can, as pitiful
as that may be..." she said, her face so close to his, her warm breath blowing across his damp scales.
Her eyes half lidded and intense as she stroked him, tasted him, held him gently but with her immense
power just beneath like a hidden tidal wave in a deep sea... "You have my flame, my power within you
now... you must learn to use it. You must do this for me because you are my weak and timid mate and
it is best for you to always do as I say, for I am strong, you are weak, and it is right I should rule you, is
it not?" She said, sliding her cheek over his in a warm slow caress and then gently placing her opened
jaws over the side of his neck where it met his shoulder and pressing her teeth against his beating pulse
just enough to be felt ... her great claw stroking down his small, more delicate back spines to cup his
buttock firmly, his body stiffening as he felt the tips of her sharp claws digging in just a hair as she pulled
him against her, grinding his groin against her's "Is it not so? My weak mate? Do I not rule you? Shall
you not know your place at my feet and serve me? Obey me? Give yourself to me and let me hold you,
taste you, use you, mount you... pleasure you?" she said, her minds voice sultry and dark as her free
claw wandered down to caress his genital slit, her tongue stroking over his skin even as her jaws
pressed down harder...
He moaned and closed his eyes, bearing his neck to her, chirping softly in arousal and contentment as
his Mistress used a new tool to domesticate her mate... seduction. "Yes..." his mind formed.... "yes... I
am so weak... you are so magnificent... I want to serve you.. I want to be yours... I'll do anything you
want... use me... hurt me... I don't care... I want you... I have never felt in my whole life like I do now,
so warm and happy, so... loved... I want this so bad... take me... ill be a good mate, I'll become
whatever you want me to be... just keep me... with you." he said, lifting his head to look deep within her
eyes as she lifted her jaws from his neck with a final lick..
"I love you." he said softly as he leaned towards her and pressed his lips to her own...
She returned the kiss and let her rising tide of love for him wash thru her and spill over upon him... yes,
he was her destined mate, her true soul lover, the one that was worth anything to possess... she loved
him more ever single day, and drank in the sweet bliss of success... for she had fastened yet another
chain around her mates neck this day and she was proud of her achievement even as she was proud of
her mate, who had given himself to her once again and had come to accept his love for her fully, putting
aside his worthless past to accept the future she offered, binding them together as never before and she
loved him all the more for it... but she had other things she wished to have him do besides display his
love for her, regardless of how good if felt to have ones mate lavish there love while pleading so
beautifully for you to master them... no, she felt that their would be little time, a storm rested upon the
horizon, one that would be a challenge to her when it swept out from its secret place to confront her...
perhaps her last... but she was not a being that contemplated defeat, what point? No, she must simply
prepare and that meant strengthening the only being she would have beside her when that storm broke
upon them.. Her beloved mate...
"Enough, frail one." she growled and dropped him on his tail.
He yelped in surprise and looked up at her in sad pup like accusation...
"Come, we have things we must do." she commanded, turning away and striding off.
"But.." he whimpered.
She turned her head back and looked at him with one cold eye... "Do you defy me, mate?" she asked,
a growl rumbling in her chest like the fires that hid within... her long tail curling at the tip just so...
He yipped in fear of his poor behind getting tail swatted yet again and followed after her, moping, head
hung low and sighing as he shouldered the burden of an unfair world...
She turned back to the path she took hiding a smile... he was so damn cute when he moped.
They arrived at a rocky shore after a swim in the ocean, she demanded that he swim beside her even
though he could fly, saying it would build up his strength, water being far thicker than air..
She emerged on the island carrying her mate in her arms while he coughed up a good sise lake's worth
of sea water. She dropped him on the sand and glared down at him.
"You were not supposed to breath the water!' she roared at him, fuming.
"I... I didn't mean to!" he yelped as he lay on his back, all four limbs up in submission, eyes wide. "I
never was a very good swimmer! Im sorry!"
Now it was her turn to sigh... perhaps this would be harder than she thought. She looked back at him
laying there, practically broken hearted about his failure and relented, she squatted and then reached
out to stroke his belly gently. "I forgive you, my mate. We shall work on your swimming later." she
said. She rose to her feet and turned away to lead on, looking over her shoulder at is lithe form. "You
look very appealing there in the sand, my mate. Perhaps we shall return and I shall mount you here as
we watch the sun set upon the sea." she said.
He stared after her as he got to his feet to follow, he could never quite understand her, she was so
complex sometimes.. First anger than promises of sex that she knew no doubt he would enjoy when he
was sure that he was going to really get it this time... It was so hard to figure out what she was really
thinking, like he was a kinder gardener trying to understand the mind of an astrophysicist.
They came to a barren and rocky shore, a place where not even the crabs would call home. It was
somehow... tainted.
"What is this place?" he asked, coming to her side and taking her great claw in his unconsciously,
seeking reassurance from his powerful mate.
She squeezed his paw and looked down at him... "This is where I first remembered being alive my
mate." she replied.
"This is... this is the island where that nuclear bomb test supposedly brought you to life!" he exclaimed.
She lowered her head and gave a small but mournful groan, as if in remembered despair. "Yes, it was
here that I first rose into this world. The fires that made me stayed within my flesh, burning me for years
after, I was in pain for so long... there was not a moment that I did not long for it to end.. But it would
not... I could not die, and I lived on, burning... always burning..."
He keened in distress for her, the suffering she must have gone thru, emerging, burning from the dirty
radioactive waste left by the bomb, but not being able to die and end her suffering... he imagined her
body wracked with a million cancers at once, always teetering on the edge of death, in agony every
waking moment...it was unimaginable... to suffer so and not even be able to die to leave behind your
constant agony... "I... I am so sorry.. He whispered and wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing
his head against her as tears came to his eyes. Thirty years she must have suffered alone, dying every
second of every day but not being able to... wracked with the hideous torture that was the curse of
radiation...
"Weep not for me, my mate." she said softly. Her great claw stroking his head with a mothers gentle
touch. "In time my own fires purified me and woke within me my senses... I emerged stronger and
better than before... but I was still alone, alone in all the world... until I found you." she said, her head
lowering to kiss him on the lips softly, Her broad tongue reaching out to touch his own smaller one and
taste each other as they writhed and stroked each other sensually. She lifted her head and looked him in
the eyes, warm and caring.. How could he have believed her any different?
"Godzilla... I .. YOWCH!" he yelped as her tail smacked him on the bottom with an immense whack!...
he hopped around rubbing his tender behind. "What was that for?" he asked. "
"For distracting me from what we came here for." she growled. Turning to walk towards the center of
the blasted island.
He sighed and ran after her... he would never understand her... never.
Godzilla walked out to the center of the island and waited for her mate to attend her. on the outside she
seemed all the perfectly calm reptile, but inside she was dealing with something of a dilemma... her mate
was manipulating her... oh, he didn't mean it. he was doing it by displaying his love for her, his loyalty,
his compassion, everything she wanted him to show her... but he was making her do things... things she
thought that she, as dominant wouldn't really feel obligated to do. Right them back there she had
wanted dearly to take her mate and mount him, not because she felt her lust burning in her loins, but
because she wanted to satisfy him... to please him, to stroke him and pet him and lick and play with his
huge lovely rod until he spurted his sweet and delectable love all over her and then do it again and
again... and then hold him close and just be with him, feeling his small heart beating against her
breast...why? Because he had mourned her pain... he had shed tears for her suffering... he had begged
her forgiveness for something he had nothing to do with... just because he felt so deeply for her. no one
had ever cared wether she lived or died before, but he cared... he loved her and the weight of that love
was great indeed...What was she supposed to do? She stood there silent, contemplating as her mate sat
beside her waiting in silence...
She sighed, the simple undeniable truth was that he would command her as much as she him, not by
barking orders at her, but by loving her with such beautiful clarity, feeling for her with such passion... it
was a force that not even she could halt as invincible as she was... and she loved him all the more for it.
But she was also, within the same breath a female, and from her point of view a male was a females
property, a slave who's main purpose was to serve her, pleasure her and be hers, she knew to her very
core that she would never allow him to think or feel any different. Within her mind and heart there was
no conflict between the two, she loved him, and she owned him. But she was an intelligent being, she
could reason, could realize that he was once something different, that once he was a tiny being that she
might have accidentally stepped upon one day... she wondered if what she was doing was right, if her
way of loving him caused him discomfort... if he was truly a male of her kind then she would know that
she was doing the right thing, her instincts told her that a true male of her kind would enjoy her great
strength and power and relish being used by her, it was the males nature to be so... but what of this
male? Was he truly pleased by being hers as he seemed? Godzilla could not know, she had never been
mated before this... she would have to learn then and try to find what would make him pleased to be
her slave, for that was the task of a female of her kind, to make him love the chains she threw around
him even as they bound him tighter and tighter with every passing day. She felt then the touch of his
claw upon hers and looked down at him as he took hers into his, his eyes looking up at her, full of
simple warmth for her...
She rumbled deep in her chest... yes, she would make sure that he was happy with her, no matter what
it took.
She looked out upon the empty shore of this blasted place, her home... "We must see what you can do,
my mate." she said. "Do you see that stone on the beach there?" she said, pointing with her muzzle at a
huge rock that jutted forth from the sand.
"Yes." he replied
"Watch..." she said. Her great back fins lit up and glowed in an inferno of heat and light that he could
feel radiating like the sun... her jaws sprouted flame and light as they opened and in less than two
seconds she flung her head, jaws stretched wide to let loose the fires of immolation in a single tight
beam that raged with the sound and fury of hell, striking the great stone, held back for a spit second by
its girth and then was burned clean thru... the white hot beam lancing thru the other side... she cut off the
beam and it was gone as suddenly as it had been there, leaving her mate to stare at the huge hole thru a
mountain of rock... smoking and cracking, the stone running like water under the assault...
"Now you try." she said, like it was a card trick and nothing more, not the most awesome display of
destructive force he had ever seen...
"But..." he stammered. "I can't..." he protested meekly as she moved behind him...
"You have my flame now... you can.." she said, her claws upon his shoulders... "Reach deep, feel your
life within... draw it together and let it rage in your center... feel it burning, feel it rising within you...
higher and higher... let it come, let it rise until you feel it ready to burn you to cinders if you do not
release it... and then let lose and burn your enemies to ash!"
He tried, he concentrated and was surprised to feel... something... deep inside stirring , churning... but it
didn't feel like flame... it felt... different from what she was describing... so much so that he just couldn't
grab it... couldn't do anything with it... it was there but it didn't want to rage and boil and burn things...
it wanted... he didn't know what...
"I cant..." he said mournfully, hurt not because he could not find his fire, but because he had failed her...
his head drooping in shame...
Godzilla watched this, she saw it all, seeing as she did into her mates mind as easily as a human might
watch a computer screen as he fought with himself... no... he did not have the flame.. But he had
something... what? Why would he not have the flame?
"I do not accept your failure, mate." she growled and then roared as she fell upon him, her great jaws
spreading to slam into his shoulder and bite down with her cruel fangs, her claws reaching to grasp him
around his chest, lifting him from the ground as she crushed him with all of her fell might... he screeched
in surprise and pain as her jaws pierced his hide, her claws slashed the skin of his chest, his blood
dripping from the wounds...
And his tail whipped up and back.. The four plates that made up the end of it suddenly spreading and
sliding back in perfect unison with the precision of a machine to reveal a long thick transparent white
crystalize spear tip.... Godzilla watched as the great serrated blade like appendage glowed and then
hissed and crackled with life, filling with cold light... her mates small spines suddenly went as white as
snow and mist shot from them, a cold of unimaginable chill penetrated her front as her hide froze in a
millisecond in contact with his body... she let go with her jaws and slammed her head to the side and
down as the tail suddenly released a sheeting blast of pure white, flaring like a star... and then guttering
out as it faded... the three plates that surrounded the great blade of ice slid forward and sheathed the
fog shrouded weapon once more.
Godzilla released her mate, gently setting him upon the ground... she shook her head, her face and neck
covered in a sheet of ice colder than anything she had ever felt... she thawed her self with her own
flame, warming her body from within and blinked as the ice, frozen air that had literally congealed from
the very atmosphere itself melted... He had fired a beam of cold so great that it was beyond anything
she had ever encountered... from his tail! She had almost had her head frozen solid by it! She looked
down to see her mate looking up at her, concerned...
"Are you alright? I didn't mean it! Im sorry, I just ..." he whimpered.
She leaned forward and licked his bitten shoulder, the wounds closing as they healed just as she knew
they would...
"You have done exactly as I wished you to do, my mate." She said. "You have shown me your true
power, just as I wanted. And an great power it is. The pain you felt from me was nothing but a way to
make you believe that you were in danger, to convince you that you had to use your power..."
She kissed the now fully healed shoulder, her great claws stroking his once marred chest tenderly.
"Now, my mate. Do it again, this time hit the rock as I did." she commanded, stepping back... her tail
tip whipping around to smack against his rear making him jump. "And try not to freeze me this time."
she said with a rumbling laugh.
He rubbed his eternally abused backside and sighed in acceptance... it was his fate to be spanked by
his giant reptile girlfriend whenever she felt like it...
He thought for a moment, feeling it out, he fell to all fours and imagined the rock as a deadly foe, using
his new and seemingly vastly improved mind to strengthen his imagining power... he shook his head as
an image of Godzilla sitting there, her legs spread, her great claw toying with the lips of her dripping slit,
her eyes full of lust, beckoning him to serve her filled his vision.... "Im such a slut." he thought mournfully
and he banished the vision from his mind as best he could.
"Yes, you are." replied Godzilla.
He gritted his teeth, it was tough having a lover who could read everything you thought. Still, it
somehow delighted him to think that she was sharing all his kinky thoughts of her...
Her tail smacked hard into his abused tooshie...
"The rock, my mate. The rock." she growled.
"Yes my love!" he yipped, wriggling his behind to dispel the sting.
He focused on the stone once more... not seeming to find his center, not seeming to find the power...
but then, suddenly he had it... his tail came up over his back... the plates sliding back, his internal winter
rampaged, grew, stormed and raged into a maelstrom of hoarfrost light that filled him... his back
sheeted with white, the atmosphere around his body suddenly whirling with tornado force, snow
appeared out of nowhere to fly about him as his power built, higher and higher... it rose within him and
he felt and became that power... a single shining heart that was all the winters there ever was and ever
would be... with a tremendous crack the great crystal spear held pointed in deadly threat towards the
stone roared to life and sheeted a blinding lance of pure frost, cold enough to freeze the very air to
liquid across the broken beech and slammed into the stone... it froze in an instant, dropped to a
temperature nothing normal could withstand in a half second... it was far, far too much of a drop, far too
soon and the stone shattered like it was made out of explosives and some idiot had lit the fuse...
Godzilla watched it all, watched the stone explode into shards of frozen ice and nodded to herself... her
mate was very powerful indeed... his cold was not as devastating as her fiery blasts of fusion plasma, it
could not pierce things as her firs could, it was not as annihilating to the things it struck, but definitely
respectable and lethal as well. Yes, she was pleased... shards of frozen stone rained down upon them
which she ignored, her hide bouncing them aside with out notice or care... she looked to her mate and
saw him curled up protecting his head as he buried his face in the sand. The stone bouncing off of his
back as he hid, his butt in the air. She sighed... he was such a... what was the term she had gotten from
his mind? It fit well... it was a term used by the tiny ones... what was it? Oh yes... he was such a pussy.
"I am not!" he said from his huddled position... squeaking and cowering, covering his head as best he
was able as a large rock bounced off of his body.
"You are too." she replied with a smile as she watched him.
She strode to him as he peeked out to see if any more boulders were headed his way and lifted him
from the ground easily with her tremendous strength, one claw cupping his buttock and squeezing it
lustily as she pressed his groin to hers.. her eyes lit with desire... "My little pussy." She rumbled. "You
remember that beach back there I said I might wish to mount you upon my mate?" she said, her tongue
sliding slowly, deliciously up the soft vulnerable front of his throat and he lay helpless in her arms,
relishing her power over him as she so erotically displayed it to him.
"I remember." he said, groaning in bliss as she gently nipped at his shoulder..
"Beg." she growled, her minds voice full of raging lust even as her thoughts swirled with images of his
body held pinned beneath her, the feel of her great thighs clenching, her rear rising and falling as she
took her pleasure from her slave once again...
"Please...Take me..." he groaned pitifully.
She laughed. "That's a good little pussy" she said as she pressed her lips to his...
"Fine... im a pussy." he said with a reluctant sigh as he returned the kiss. "You do know what a pussy
is, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes, I know." she replied. "It's the thing you spend hours dreaming about you slut!" she said with a
rumbling laugh, licking the side of his face
"Then why call me that of all things?" he asked.
"Why should I not name you that? It is the thing you spend the most time thinking about, your mind is
full of images of my slit, you dream about my dripping sex all the time and love it so. You love the way
it feels, the way it tastes, the way it grips your shaft when I mount you... why should you not be honored
to be named after the thing that gives you the greatest pleasure and that you love so much?"
He opened his mouth to try and form a reasonable objection to this... and was having a hard time... he
did love her pussy... everything about it, the way it tasted, the way it felt, the way it looked, the smell of
her hot sex gave him such bliss just to inhale her heady female scent... and it gave him such a thrill to
bury his face in it and feel its lips grip his tongue as he swallowed every sweet drop of her cum... he
worshiped her pussy... when he was a human his life was less than erotic to say the least, women he
knew wouldn't just spread there legs and say. "Lick me." back where he came from...but it was almost
like Godzilla leased hers to him or something... as if because he was her mate he had a share in the
corporation as it were... to her it was perfectly alright for him to just stroke, kiss or even slide a claw
gently within her slit and pull it out just so he could suck on it any time it didn't interfere with her walking
or some such. To her it seemed that his desire to love her sex was natural and right and she seemed to
expect it from him and want him to do it, enjoying his attention as much as he did in giving it... he
realized then just how much sex he had been getting recently and just how good it was, he had
experienced more intense pleasure and outright lust than he had ever before in his life... no human
woman could please him, fulfill him, love him the way she could, and he was in love with this huge
dominating she-reptile in a way that was somehow greater than anything he could imagine... and if she
wanted to call him dog shit that was fine with him...
Ok... im your pussy." he said at last.
She gave a rumbling laugh. "Yes, you are."
She dropped him then to the ground on his back, he yipped in surprise at the sudden drop, and then
squealed as she reached out to grasp that deadly tail of his with one claw, dragging him behind her
across the ground as she strode to find the perfect spot to molest her little lover.
"Do you have to drag me like this?" he asked with a laugh.
"Pussy's don't get to ask why." she growled.
"I still think you could come up with something different to call me. Sure, im not too bad ass of a
monster at the moment. But I could get better... I could learn how to rampage and all that, im just not
used to the idea yet. In time I could be of used to you, help you fight monsters or whatever... I don't
have to be a pussy forever... I mean... this isn't going to be my name from now on or something, is it?"
he complained.
"I happen to have one and like it very much, you moron!" she growled. "I have a hard time
understanding why you whimper so much about it. Yes, I know from your mind that in the tiny ones the
males would become very annoyed for some reason if called that... but you are not one of them any
more, and I like the name, it reminds me how much pleasure you give me, reminds me how much I like
the way you act, the way you whimper and cower and sigh.. Because I think you are at your most
attractive, your most sensual and arousing to me when you act the pitiful helpless one and mope an sigh
and whimper with your big eyes and that little tremble to your lip. You're so..." she paused for a
moment to think. "Sexy." she said at last. "And that's why I call you that and always will... because it
reminds me of why I want you with me every day, and although you might become very strong
sometime in the future, in my heart I want you always to remain as you are now inside because that is
the mate I chose and why I will fight anything or anyone to protect you, my Pussy. You are mine and I
shall hold you and protect you as your mate until my flame dwindles and dies..." she said.
He sighed and shook his head, moved a great deal by her words. She cared for him, a lot. And that
meant a great deal to him... "I love you Godzilla, with all my heart, more so now that you have told me
this... but." he paused, his eyes getting huge and shining as he put his paws together and whimpered
pitifully "Can't you call me something else? Please, please? I'll do anything you want! You can call me
pookie! fluffy, fu fu, anything, but do you have to call me pussy?..." he pleaded forlornly.
She smiled, he was such a timid little thing, and it made her groin heat up just thinking about how
satisfying it was to be so much stronger and better than he was... and reveling in the fact that he was
aroused by every show of it. "Yes." she snapped. "Now why don't you stop your whining while I find a
nice open spot to rape you in?"
He giggled and rolled his eyes... "They say you can't rape the willing..."
She looked back at him and eyed his huge throbbing cock that jutted like a tower from his groin, its
great knobby head dripping and bouncing around as she pulled him on. She snorted in good humor.
Her little mate was right, after all... he loved it when she mounted him hard and firmly and did so enjoy
being mastered with a firm claw.
She shook her head... "you're such a pussy."
"Am not!" he complained.
"Are too." she rumbled, her tail lifting to smack him smartly.
"Ouch!... he whimpered. "... im still not a pussy."
THWACK!
"YOWCH!"
"Quiet, pussy."
(Sigh) "Yes Ma'am."
Out off the shore of the island there sat a large yacht that held aboard it Mike, the Porno King.
Professor Linstay, the sexuality expert, and Tokojiro, Toki for short, the reptile specialist and Godzilla
expert... all were all caught by surprise when the newest monster addition to the clan suddenly froze the
sea around there ship solid...the beam had passed right over the sea, if they had been half a kilometer
more westward they would have been deep frozen in an instant. As it was they were suddenly land
locked by what appeared to be an ice flow twenty or so feet thick and as long as they could see... the
crew found themselves dressed for a tropical cruse and in the middle of an arctic snowstorm....
"What do you make of it Toki?" asked mike of the scientist as he ran every analysis he could think of.
"Its not cold in it self." her replied, deep in thought as he watched his screens.
"I beg to differ!" objected the professor. "It is quite cold indeed!" she said, bundling herself up in all the
blankets Mike had onboard.
"No, I mean the beam he projects is not, in it self, cold. Its seems to have the ability to slow molecular
movement on a sub atomic level... as the particles slow they become cold, the show and ice is actually
caused by the atmospheric gasses suddenly turning from gas to liquid in under a second, that much
change in so little a time causes a massive reaction that is, in all intents and purposes an explosion of
cold that is about the same as the temperature of liquid oxygen! The only naturally occurring
temperatures like those are on Pluto! As you can see the secondary effects are like a sudden blizzard."
he said, shaking his head at the numbers coming to him on the screen.
"How much danger to the environment could there be if he uses this thing all the time... I mean look."
she said, pointing to the window where it was in fact snowing in the tropics.
He considered. "Probably nothing at all. The world is massive and its being heated from the sun
constantly and although that beam is immense on our scale and can easily wreck a city or demolish a
mountain, its not really capable of cooling the planet off , any more than a candle is capable of heating a
swimming pool full of water. There just too much of it. Of course it probably will cause some strange
weather patterns, but I doubt anything that will cause global change."
"Why do you suppose Godzilla attacked him back there, doctor?" mike asked the professor as he
haded her a cup of coffee. "Any clue?"
"Well, it would seem that she attacked him with the sole purpose of getting him into a state where he
believed that the only way for him to get out of it was to use that power he had inside him. I believe
Godzilla did what she thought she had to, to teach him what she belies he has to know. Perhaps she
belies that there is for some reason a limited amount of time for him to learn how to defend himself." she
replied as she sipped her coffee deep in thought. "Perhaps she belies there is some great threat coming
that she can't face alone, something that will be so massive a danger that she is convinced that she
cannot protect him from it, and so risks training him to use his powers so that he can fight by her side."
"How is she risking anything by doing that?" asked Toki as he took his own cup from Mike. "What's
wrong with him becoming independent and not being under her foot all the time?"
Professor Linstay sighed and looked out the window towards the distant shore. "Because she loves
him... and if, someday he becomes strong enough... he just might not need her anymore."
Far from the scene of the two great saurians... there sat the ruins of the lab where the latest version of
Godzilla was born... below it, in the recesses of the basement levels a life stirred... and with it the drive
to consume the entire world. It sent its tendrils thru the sewers, the waterways, the pipe systems... it
was cautious at first, it absorbed only a few water works employees as it moved under the city, it was
not interested in the rats or other lower animals... No, it wanted the ones that would aid its cause the
most, humanity, for there large brains where the most subtle to spreading it self over a larger and larger
area. Soon it was ready and in a single massive uprising it rose to the surface and the city was
consumed as great tendrils ripped from the ground and let fly with spores that infected the inhabitants...
In a matter or hours all were consumed, held in viscus pods that throbbed and shuddered... the city
pulsed as one life... one mind... the entity that was at it heart evolved, becoming stronger, more
intelligent as it utilized the gathered brain power of the city to elevate itself... It rose and learned about
itself... it stroked its great body with slick dripping tendrils, touching.. caressing... feeling... and in the
city it had consumed the millions held within the pods of the creature writhed and groaned as there
mistress pleasured herself ... Culminating in a massive spontaneous orgasm that spread throughout the
city in a great cry of self awareness...
"I LIVE"
Far away on a distant isle... the great Godzilla paused her massive rear's rise and fall on her ecstatically
whimpering lover to look to that city with eyes full of knowing... "it comes..." she rumbled.
"My love?" he asked her, reaching up to stroke the side of her muscular neck in sudden concern...
"Are you alright?
She nuzzled his paw gently... "I am fine." she rumbled, and lowered herself to cover her lover and take
what pleasure she could, for soon... All too soon it would be war... and this time she was not sure she
could win..
The great beast turned is massive dripping head to see with out eyes and a huge smile came to its
massive jaws set with far, far to many fangs...
"...sister.... yes... my... Lovely... sister..." it spoke and the helpless populace writhed as slimy tentacles
stroked over there bodies, toying, teasing and finally taking there pleasure from them with all the
brutality of a homicidal rapist.. The beast smiled...
"Sweet... Loving.. Caring... Sister...I SHALL... have you... and I ... shall FUCK you... sister... yes... I
Shall fuck you... and when I have... fucked you and fucked you and made you suffer... Then I shall eat
you... and make you mine!" the beast laughed and laughed and the tendrils that led to the millions of
pods throbbed and pulsed as she raped the people of an entire city again and again...
END OF PART TWO...
Well, that's part two fellow furs, I hope that you enjoyed it, its been great fun for me and I hope its
been entertaining for you. Yes, the big bad evil beasty is, in fact a giant tentacle rape monster!
Yay for tentacle rape!
She's really slimy and slippery too... and as you can imagine its going to eventually involve a sene
where all three of our monsters have some hot and sweaty spoogy sex play and our favorite little male
sex toy has to chose between two females who both want him very, very badly... ah!... the problems with being popular...
On a side note I got an email recently asking me why I write mostly what seems to be fem-dom stories.
Same reason everybody writes these spoogy bits! Cause they like it! And im the only furry fem-dom writer I know of! Im in a league of my own! Uncontested I rule supreme!
Ah well, im sure there's a huge saurian goddess ready to pounce on me and make me sit up and beg out there somewhere...
Until next time!
The Iron Basilisk...
Seek not mine shadow lest it turn thee to stone....
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