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The Creature was massive, to say the least. It was covered in obsidian scales, so dark that when it loomed over a planet, it simply appeared to be a starless night. Its wings were the size of large moons, stretching out of its back, although they served no purpose, as it rarely needed to propel itself. Normally, it just drifted through space, always searching for a way to alleviate the lust deep within its crotch. Eight eyes adorned its vaguely draconic skull, four on each side, and each glowed as bright as a red sun. Its mouth, similarly, had a crimson glow, although rarely did it open its mouth. An odd aspect of it, but it possessed no anus, as it did not eat. In fact aside from its maw, the only entrance or exit of its body was the penis, commonly hidden away inside its sheath. Serrated, and larger and thicker than even its massive body would suggest, its penis was a bright purple color that contrasted hauntingly against the blackness of its shape. There was something indescribably horrid about the penis. The denizens of the planets it destroyed rarely knew anything was wrong, so to suddenly see the rod of purple, throbbing flesh, larger than their greatest architectural achievements, filling the sky and approaching the crust was truly horrifying. They simply could not fathom what was happening, as their entire world began to rock and shake, and like thunder above, grunts of exertion could be heard. The creature's musk was poisonous, and clouds of it rolled throughout the worlds it raped, smothering and suffocating those that lived there.

The Creature enjoyed attacking planets that were more advanced in their technologies, sometimes even passing over distinctly primitive worlds with the hope that, if it returned some time later, the denizens would have advanced to a respectable level. What it enjoyed most though, was advanced scouts. If they happened to live on a distant moon or a smaller sub planet, oh the fun he had with them, allowing them to relay messages to their home world that the Great Destroyer was tugging ceaselessly through empty space, approaching. And the things it would do with those moons, which were much smaller than a real planet, not good for penetration, but they had their uses. And to know that all it did was being relayed to the larger planets was orgasmic, in and of itself.

Sometimes, it spent days, even weeks, just watching the planets, torturing the population as they went mad. If they dared to escape in their tiny space ships, it pinched the ships between a pair of claws. For all its unfathomable size, delicacy was not lost on the creature, and it had fun with these ships, giving a show to the denizens of the planet who still remained.

The stretch of universe it was in now was absolutely brimming with life. It had been ages since it had last come upon a worthy world, and some part of its mind actually feared it had run out of planets. What a silly thought, because now, it had a whooping twenty planets that hosted sentient life (although sentient life was not a prerequisite for its desire, the thought excited the Creature to no end.) The planets varied in size, from the smallest that could fit down his shaft, to larger ones that were about its size. But at the center of this galaxy, the crown jewel, a planet almost twice its size, was absolutely breathtaking to its eight eyes. The Creature's mind was already racing with the thoughts of all the lives that called that world home. And although every fiber of its being longed to rape that planet right now, it had become something of an artist in galaxy destruction over the eons of its existence, and wanted to do this right. After all, it did not know when next it would find such a bounty.

The Creature started with the planets in the outer rim. These were small planets, but teeming with life. It lowered its head over each of them, all eight eyes glowing that fiery red, and blotting out the view of the galaxy's sun. Its vision was remarkably acute, and so it could actually see all the millions upon millions of little faces, looking up at it with the horror and fear that it so craved. Just the sight of that aroused it, and the Creature could feel its penis pressing out of the sheath. The cold vacuum of space tingled its shaft. Its penis not only lacked the protection of scales, but it was covered in nerve endings that were lit on fire the very moment it escaped the oppressive housing of the sheath. And yet the pain was pleasant. To feel anything was such an aversion to its numb life.

It looked to the other nineteen planets in this system, and although its vision was not so acute to see the surface of them, the Creature was sure its presence had been noticed, so it took the time to really examine what planet it was holding in its hand. The technology of these creatures was quite advanced. There were little buildings, stretching high into the sky and yet so very miniscule and insignificant when compared to the Creature's greatness. How many buildings had they built, it wondered? Hundreds? Thousands? Millions? It gripped the planet between two fingers, holding it with ironic care, and brought it very close to one of its glowing red eyes. Curious, it turned the planet over, inspecting every inch of, and saw that the entire surface was covered in buildings. How strange.

Suddenly the surface of the planet erupted with red lights. Lasers, yes it had dealt with such defenses before. If not for the volume, it would not have noticed, but almost every building that coated the planet seemed to actually be some sort of gigantic cannon, and they were all erupting at once. The range of the cannons was impressive. The Creature felt a tingle in its eye... pain, and immediately closed its eye and pulled its head back. The planet was still erupting, still shooting red lasers, although there was no way they could hurt it. The Creature smiled, showing just a trace of crimson innards, before looking down to its erection to see if it was full grown? It was!

Gripping the planet tightly, it lowered the planet down and pressed it right against the massive, massive slit that crowned the frightening, rigid purple shaft. Although crowned with a spear tip, the Creature focused, and soon its slit had opened wide, offering passage to the planet. Resting the planet down on the gaping slit, a quarter of it sunk inside without effort, and it came to rest inside the girth. The planet was still alight with red lasers, and although there was a touch of pain against the sensitive nerve endings, it was quickly fading. Black seed, as dark as a starless night, was bubbling out of the slit. The planet was serving as a cork, but it could not stop all the dark oil that was dribbling out, and washing over the planet's surface. Wherever the blackness washed, the red lasers ceased, replace by a haunting silence. Slowly but surely, the caustic black seed washed and dribbled over the planet, engulfing it and breaking it down, making it thinner. The creature placed a claw upon the planet's top, and pressed, forcing it down the slit and into the grand erection. The Creature could feel the bulk of the planet's descent, sliding slowly down the fleshy tube. It was a pleasant weight, but before the planet had even passed a quarter of its penis, it had been eaten away to nothing. The Creature sighed, but then looked to the nineteen other planets, all ready for fun and games.

Its next victim could be described as "medium sized." Not as large as it preferred, but not small enough to simply slip inside its cock. The planet was actually similar to the Creature in size, which meant the planet was almost like a proper mate.

Like the first planet, this one erupted with cannon fire before the Creature was even within range. Unlike the first planet, however, this one released massive green slugs from its cannons. The slugs hit it with concussive force instead of the burning of the lasers, and although small individually, the sheer volume of cannon fire was again irritating. The planet was turned several times, the Creature searching for a spot that would be free of the annoying cannons, but there were none. The cannons were constantly erupting as well, blasting its hands, its eyes, its belly, and of course, its penis, which caused twinges of pain like it had never known.

Arrogant little creatures!

With fury, the Creature gripped the planet in its hands, and shoved its lance forward once. What was normally controlled and even sensual was now done with anger and force, as it rammed its erection forward with all its might. The spear that crowned its erection punched a neat hole in the planet's crust and burrowed deep like a syringe into flesh supple.

Yes, that was better, that was what it sought. It was no longer bothered by the constant pitter patter of cannon fire against its belly and legs, and even the shots that hit its cock were somewhat stimulating. The crust of the planet was hard and rocky, but the inner earth was delightful against its weary flesh. It shivered, gasping, trying to control itself and savor the bliss. It felt so good, having its erection softly nestled within the planet's shell. Its pre leaked steadily out, eating away at the planet's core and giving his cock easier passage, deeper inside. Roars and growls and purrs resonated over the planet, as its musky stench replaced whatever air the denizens breathed. It began to rock its erection forward and back, slowly, steadily, using the same sensual grace it usually used when it raped an entire world. And the cannon stopped firing, much to his delight. They understood now, yes. They understood the futility of trying to fight it. The Destroyer of Worlds. The Black God of Death. When its eyes fell upon a world, there was nothing to do save pray.

Then there was pain, all at once. The Creature looked down with horror, and watched as a single green ripple ran through the planet fully impaled on its cock. There was an explosion of green light, so bright the Creature was almost blinded. Something was wrong. In horror and pain, the Creature gripped the planet and attempted to pull away, but it was too slow, and suddenly its penis was engulfed in blinding flash. It bellowed in agony, the virginity of pain magnifying its horror at what had just happened. It looked down, and the planet was no more, replaced by floating debris and rocks.

Had it cum? Had it climaxed? No, there was still the rippling agony of unfulfilled lust. The planet had destroyed itself by some other means. The Creature looked to its penis. Covered in small lacerations, bleeding from them, how strange it had never seen its own blood before. The tip of the penis, the glans, had taken the brunt of the explosion. Dead flesh had formed over the bulbous protrusion, but it thought nothing of it. Granted, it had destroyed millions of planets with its penis and never suffered any pain, but the lust in its loins was far more prominent in its mind. It wanted to release, it needed to release, and it was sure its body could manage whatever defense the planets might throw.

The Creature still planned to take the largest planet last, so it set its eyes upon the second largest of the system. It propelled itself forward with its massive wingspan, and slowly approached its goal, oblivious to the small blobs of blood that were slowly oozing out of its erect shaft. As it drew closer, the many smaller planets of this system lit up with shows of red or green. The Creature was aware of miniscule impacts upon its scales, but it was not bothered by them. When the second largest planet opened fire with a show of green and red, however, it was slightly deterred. The artillery impacted its scales with no great damage, but when a few lasers and slugs hit the engorging and drooling penis, the Creature felt pain. It was confused, and its movement stopped. But then it was pressing forward once more, its great erection a lance in front of its massive body, the off purple cutting a swath through the blackness of space.

The planet was almost completely covered in artillery. Every ground surface was laced with tiny cannons, aimed at the sky and blasting him furiously, and it was becoming less an annoyance and more a true pain, as the barrage continued, seemingly without end. Had the denizens of this system known it was coming and prepared? Or was red at war with green, and they both now turned their sights on a common threat? It did not matter, either way. The Creature was aroused, and it needed to release. It gripped the planet carefully, crushing cannons beneath its massive hands, and at last it found a great stretch of water that did not seem to have any guns to shoot. The Creature adjusted its hold on the planet, and braced itself, lining its erection with the stretch of blue against the red or green surface, before pushing forward slowly.

The cool ocean felt heavenly on its penis, covered in trillions upon trillions of nerves. Although it had not realized before, the prior planets eruption had actually hurt it, and the coolness eased the pain in a delightful way. It gave a pleasant sigh, pushing forward, and soon the tightly speared tip of the shaft was pressing against the ocean's floor. The barrage of cannons continued to pester it, and although it swept its massive hands over the surface, there were just so many little cannons; it was not worth the effort. All it wanted was the pleasure that could only be obtained in that single moment of destruction and perfect bliss. It rested its glans and the massive slit against the ocean floor a moment, allowing black, tar like pre to dribble out. The pre made the water boil and dissolve, and pressed against the surface of the planet, the black seed quickly began to eat away at the ocean floor. It humped suddenly, ramming its spear like flesh into the planet's crust, and boring an almost cute hole in the surface. Dribbles of black continued to ooze out, filling the hole before the displaced water could return.

The Creature knew something was wrong almost immediately. There was a sudden rush of pain, the likes of which it had never felt. Its crimson eyes almost bulged out of its head as sickness and agony washed through its loins. It pulled itself back and retreated slightly, and looked down to its penis. With unbridled horror, it saw the damage that the prior planet's self-destruct had truly done. The spear tip of its shaft must have been destroyed, held together only because no force acted upon it. Attempting to hump into something as strong as a planet's crust had caused the entire tip to shatter like broken glass.

And still, the barrage of cannon fire continued. Not just from the planet it was before, either, but every planet in the system seemed to be unloading upon the creature. Its scales were thick and strong and dense, but the constant barrage was actually starting to break them down, as absurd a thought as that might have been. Occasionally, an odd shell impacted its eyes or its throat, spots not as protected as the rest of its body, or they blasted the erection that was already suffering. It could not stop though. It needed to cum inside the planet and alleviate this lust and only then could it think about what to do next.

It braced itself on the planet, and thrust its sore erection forward. A steady stream of black seed was oozing out and boring a hole deeper and deeper into the planet's middle. A million times before, this had been the moment it always sought, when all its bliss finally came to fruition. Now, it only felt annoyance and pain. Its erection hurt. The majority of the shaft was still intact, but the sodomy of a planet, what had once been a pleasant thrill, now only irritated the aching cock. And the constant pester of the cannons was also frustrating. Even as it hilted deep inside the planet's surface, the pubic bone battering at the continents that flanked it, the Creature felt hollowness in its gut and groin. It humped furiously, desperately, struggling to ignore the constant battery of the little cannons and the pain in its shaft. The planet shook and ugly gouges formed on the shell, but it did not feel pleasure that it sought, that it needed.

A million times before, this had gone in a perfect routine: its erection would drive forward into a planet, and when it hilted, it would wait, its seed eating away at the planet's core and making it unstable. Around the massive, jagged cock, the planet would shift and grind and clench and squeeze, sending the Creature's lust for somersaults. It would grind and hump, pushing itself in deeper, and when it hit its sweet peak, it would release enough black seed to burn the planet into nothing. The knowledge of destruction was as appeasing as the act of rape itself.

This planet shuddered and broke apart, turning to dust in its claws, and yet the Creature was left with a horrid emptiness, deep inside. As the debris and plates shifted and floated away, the still fully erect cock was exposed to the horrid cannon fire from all the planets that flanked it. Despite the pain, the Creature did not move. It did not know what to do next.

It snarled at all the planets, burning eyes swaying side to side, and it spotted the largest planet of the system, the crown jewel it had been reserving for its final act. The planets in its path were knocked out of the way. Like a greedy child, the Creature pushed all its other toys aside, eyes fixated on its prize. Propelling itself towards the planet with its massive wings, it was met with a barrage of lasers and slugs, the likes of which it had never imagined. No, the volume of fire had remained consistent throughout the system, but all the cannons seemed focused on the engorged, drooling purple shaft that jutted forward from its hips. The Creature could have guarded itself with its wings or claws, but all it could think of was the pleasure it so craved. It needed to release. It needed to rape the planet and achieve the bliss it had already tasted millions of times before. It needed to feel the release of the pressure in its crotch.

If a claw moved to the planet, to grip it, the claw was met with such a concentrated barrage, the Creature had no choice but to pull its claw back. Too slow, it found its claw now lacking the index finger, the entire digit obliterated.

It attempted to float about, find some sort of blind spot in the planet's defense, but this planet had no ocean or polar cap large enough for its penis to safely thrust. This entire planet was just a cannon battery, green and red rippling from every surface.

Recklessly, it gripped the planet, despite the surge of pain its claws suffered and the fingers that were razed. Layers of ebony scales over its body had been penetrated, revealing throbbing purple skin beneath, even more sensitive to the touch than its penis or eyes. Its "blood" was the same black as its seed, and carried the same caustic quality, but the planet did not relent its attack, even as dribbles of seed and blood burned away at its surface.

In desperation, it attempted to thrust, but was met with such a barrage of cannon fire, it was forced to retreat. The pain that before had been an oddly alluring anomaly in its otherwise numb life was now something it could not escape. It was bleeding profusely, not just on its erection, which was looking more and more mangled, but all over its body. Confusion, fear, panic, these alien emotions rushed through its senses like fire, as the barrage continued without end. Even as it flapped its wings and attempted to propel itself away, its focus was twisted and torn, its cock growing more and more mangled with each passing moment, but the lust remaining as an almost equal pain.

A spot! Inconspicuous, almost hidden and towards the planet's upper right, but a spot without the ripples of green or red! It lifted its hand in front of its crotch and lowered its head, eyes wide, desperately hoping that this spot was somehow safe for it. Did this spot have no cannons? Or had the spot's cannons exhausted their ammunition? Was it a spot of yellow desert or blue ocean?

The spot came to life suddenly, and millions of cannon shells were suddenly impacting the Creature's eyes. It recoiled, almost sobbing now, trying to keep its face and crotch protected, but the cannons did not care. They attacked its hands, blasting the scales and exposing the skin beneath. When it turned its back, heavy crimson lasers tore through the thin membrane of its wings.

And then the cannon fire stopped, all at once. Once more, it gripped the planet, and attempted to thrust into the crust, but found its mangled and bloodied shaft was too dull. It had no spear tip, and its glans were so mutilated, it hardly resembled a penis at all. Still it tried, and each time, the crust of the planet deflected the hump. Without warning, the cannon fire resumed, the blasts tearing and ripping into the purple flesh. They had taken the time to aim, the Creature realized, for now they were attacking only its penis. The cannon's shells rippled and tumbled into the great slit, exploding deep inside him. The volume of shells, as well as the explosive shockwave, was actually corking the steady stream of black pre that was oozing out of the cock, only heightening the tearful pain inside its testicles. The lasers continued to blast the bulbous glans, opening gashes, causing it to bleed more and more. Its seed, drooling when it could, infiltrated every crack in its broken skin and washed inside, burning the penis from within.

It fled. What else could it do? All around it, the planets continued their barrage, punching holes in its black carapace. It held its mangled penis protectively in its claws as it struggled to propel itself with its torn and broken wings. Black, caustic blood oozed between its fingers, washing over its broken hands and burning the purple skin. It struggled forward, howling and snarling madly, hissing at the planets but not daring to venture any closer. Even as it escaped the immediate volley, it continued, terrified the planets that remained might spawn wings and give chase.

Eventually, it had to stop. It was so tired, so exhausted, and still the pain of arousal plagued it. It sobbed pitifully as it held it shaft, black blood continuing to dribble out of the thousands of wounds it had suffered. But it would heal, it decided. Its wounds would heal and it would return to that galaxy and destroy every planet there.

The purple blood coated its hands now, and as it held its mangled cock, it felt almost pleasant. Its claws were no substitution for a proper planet, but after squeezing its erection carefully, the fires in its loins deadened, however slightly. It squeezed around the base of its cock, trying to simulate the tightness of a planet's crust, while its claws danced around the bloodied flesh of the shaft major. It toyed with what was left of its glans, and tried to imagine its spear was still intact, ready to drive deep into a planet's supple crust.

A spastic twitch of its claws, and it pulled too hard upon its shaft. It howled, and attempted to apply pressure to the base, as if its body would magically reattach its torn member. Claws stroked around the shaft, as if searching for a latch that would connect the penis back to its body. It was confused and scared and sobbing weakly, attempting to both attach its penis to its crotch, and alleviate the painful burning that refused to go away. Even as its fitful wiggles and squirms began to grow slow and dumb, it struggled. It rubbed, even as caustic black blood oozed out, blobs floating off into space.

It felt the skin flaps that held its penis together tear, and lifted its claws to its remaining eyes to better see mangled flesh. It held its erection tight to its chest, as its crimson glare extinguished, and it released one final whine.