Sola in the City
#3 of Macro/Microfur Stories
MACRO FETISH MATERIAL. Includes Vore, Crushing, Strange Geometry.
This is very short and very undetailed. I'm deciding to focus a it more on output than heavy editing just to make myself prolific. Apologies if one expected higher quality work!
The mist appeared rapidly down the city streets, a form of fog that hung thickly and darkly, obscuring more light than it had any right to. Those breathing it in felt no changes, but the substance hanging in the air was observably different from regular fog or even smog, and many ran inside, covering their nose and mouth.
That was when the strange things happened...
***
James flicked the channels on his bargain TV set, but there was no news report on a chemical gas spill, no warning from the mayor to evacuate the city, no emergency broadcast. He glanced to the doorway, and saw tendrils of the black stuff creeping through the gaps, filling his apartment with that translucent vapor. He held a wet rag over his nose and mouth, but wasn't sure if that was enough to protect himself. What was going on?
Something on the TV caught his eye. He couldn't tell what it was, as he just saw a reporter talking outside of the playground of the local school. He didn't know what it was about, and he was distracted from figuring it out when he noticed the strange fog start to coalesce and form around the television screen, pouring into the gap between the screen and box. There was a sudden outpouring of loud static that made him jump, and for a single moment the television screen was filled with a large, red eyeball, and then it went dark.
James took a step back, heart beating rapidly in his chest. The black fog continued to concentrate around the television, starting to form into a shape. He turned to run out the door, suddenly stopping in his tracks as he saw the doorway was replaced with a large, gaping mouth, a thick red tongue extending as if some slimy, grotesque red carpet. The mouth breathed heavily, its exhales jettisoning stale dank air into the apartment. Desperate, he turned to the window opposite of the doorway, but waiting on the other side of the window pane was another gaping maw. Glancing back to the form around the television, he saw that this was forming into a gigantic wolfish head, black-furred, with its neck extending into the floor as if the floor itself was its body. Black spread from its neck into the dark blue carpet, and slowly that black stain started to spread further and further, turning the whole carpet black, and he could feel fur under his bare feet, as well as the pulse of whatever creature this was.
He opened his mouth to scream, but it was too late. The maw moved forward with a snap, and with a gulp he disappeared.
***
Screams tore through the city as the black vapor solidified here and there, some buildings collapsing into gaping maws, some buildings becoming part of the black mass that formed. Its movements were much like a pouring liquid even while the mass remained solid, and various red eyes appeared upon its surfaces. Wolfish maws would appear and snap up any nearby bystanders, many of which found themselves blocked off of escape as the mass filled all the nearby streets and alleyways.
The mass then started to congeal and form, stacking upon itself until it formed a giant wolfess, hundreds of feet tall. Her eyes glowed gold, the other eyes forming randomly upon her body a dark red, and tentacles writhed from her back. Her grin was unnaturally wide, extending well past her muzzle, and she held up a hand that carried within it several frightened people. Her gold eyes stared down at them with sadistic glee, her padded fingers slowly starting to close around them. One man fled over the side, falling into the mass below, while the rest hesitated, ending up pinned within the closed fist, which slowly started to increase pressure. Muffled screams became the grinding of bones, then one by one they were silenced, as blood ran down her wrist and forearm, to be licked at by a maw appearing just below the elbow.
The wolfess' chuckle was discordant and unnatural, even for the size of the vocal chords that produced them. "A WHOLE WORLD, HELPLESS," her voice boomed over the city. More mass poured into her body, and her size grew greater and greater, reaching into thousands of feet tall. "ANOTHER TO SATE US." As she spoke, she reared back her left arm, which extended into a long tendril as tall as she was, and with a swing, the top of the tallest skyscraper near her was knocked off, the glass shattering and spilling into the mass below.
Even as the mass continued to pour into her, two legs became defined, and she stepped forward on plantigrade feet, her heel sinking into a small building, then the concrete below, and then past that into the subway system below that. Her other foot came up, positioning itself over a fleeing group of nearby survivors. Some of them looked up to see the grinning maw of the giant wolfess, and the even larger grin of a maw appearing across her chest, before they could see neither as her toes took up the rest of their view, and then there was nothing to see at all as they disappeared under the pads of her foot.
Now the mass had finished forming into her, and she towered over the city at around 3000 feet in height. Every step knocked over skyscrapers, and she ceased to be discriminate in her slaughter. Kneeling down (her knee touching down through buildings and victims alike), she scooped up a skyscraper, clenching her fist around it with a gleeful cackle.
Her ears perked, her grin fading as she stood tall, eyes casting about as if looking for some hidden foe. Suddenly, her hand came up, fingers closing over cruise missile. It detonating, sending chunks of liquefying flesh in several directions, a wisp of vapor remaining of some of what was there. She grinned widely, as did the maw that appeared in the gap her severed wrist left. "AH, NOW IT GETS INTERESTING," she cooed. She would get some fun before the inevitable...