Fun in San Francisco

Story by TacticalWuff on SoFurry

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Logan's paws playfully pad around the city, sinking into the ruins of what's left of San Francisco. His cute body almost seems to dance around as his paws squash flat every building and fur alike, not giving them the slightest bit of attention as his tail happily flicks about, his skimpy skirt riding up in the wind. His round, girly ass exposes itself to what's left of the city, letting his cute heart shaped pattern butt sway as he stomps around his new plaything. The entire city had practically come to a stop, the before thriving Metropolis was soon becoming just a collapsed stretched of land under the yellow fox with his paws pancaking it all underneath. What was left of the city was just the remains of abandoned cars that have not found their way under Logan's pads yet, their owners probably deciding it was better to just run for it and be a smaller target for the big macro. Neither idea seemed to help however, that being with the girly, slender body of the huge vulpine making it so easy to chase them down. He seemed to even take pleasure from hunting them, feeling the sweet pleasure of eventually crushing a little tiny under that huge, padded foot. He was always a bit shy when they watched him, quickly noticing that be had a whole row of spectators across the Golden Gate Bridge, watching him squish down all the possessions they left behind. It probably didn't help that the fox enjoyed it this much, with his massive cock twitching and thickening up under his little skirt, showing off a huge bulge from the lack of panties. It was no wonder that they watched him with such interest, not only just to see the damage he did, but also just to catch glimpses of what was under his tiny little skirt.

The sound of nearby screaming quickly catches his attention, only to find a huge group of furs trying to escape the fox's path. He quickly found his paws now sinking into the untouched Chinatown, giggling and giving quiet moans as he felt each new building collapse underneath his silky paws. Each step formed another big, macro sized crater inside of the neighbourhood, destroying years and years of culture in every little step. His paws caught the escaping furs little by little, not able to help himself as his moans get louder, nearly panting as their screams get cut off as the feeling of them getting squashed underneath fills him with waves of pleasure. His cock throbs all along its length, a thick rope of pre shooting out on the nearby rooftops, shyly holding his arms against his as everyone watches him spurt all over their city.

Logan quietly whimpers as the next few steps find the rest of the pathetic little furs, letting his slim legs just relax down on top their tiny bodies. He moans hotly as the rest now get flattened alongside the countless houses, feeling just perfect for the big, godly fox. Even through his shyness he knew he deserves all this pleasure, he was the biggest around, nobody could even think about stopping him, so why bother. It's not like he saw the little running prey as equals, he was probably sexier than them anyway. The femmy fox breaks from his thoughts, smiling proudly as looks around his mess, the miles and miles of city that stood there before now just toppled buildings and thick puddles of pre.

"A-ah... S-stop screaming like that, tinies... You fags are making me all hard," He says with a pent up groan, feeling the lining press up above his thick, oversized shaft, the huge sensitive tip pushing out of his skirt.

His attention changes to his big group of fans over at the bridge, his cock pulsing and now fully thickened up, each twitch making it press up against his skirt. Logan blushes as they can't help but stare at the fox that had just destroyed everything their lives had worked for, probably not able to help themselves actually admire his body and his cute, playful personality. It doesn't last much longer though as the fox starts to slowly walk over to the bridge, the large space of water being nothing more than a little pond to the huge macro. A few scream and try and get back in their cars, the bridge still completely packed up, helplessly left to watch as he walks himself over. His cock bobs at every step, his girly posture fitting his frilly skirt and sexy heart patterned fur, his tail curled around his thigh as they watch.

As his paws finally press into the riverbed, his arms shyly up near his sweet, innocent face, his cock twitching harder, making him suddenly jolt in pleasure, giving the crowd a little feminine moan as his dick hovers above them all, a thick rope of pre drooling down on top of the bridge.

"S-see! This is what you do to me... N-now start worshipping my dick, faggots~!" He giggles, blushing and swaying his tail, looking down at his scared little prey.