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Soft ripples disturbed the calm lake, the thin layer of algae that graced its surface remaining unfazed, simply bobbing with the gentle wave as it passed through. A second, stronger ripple echoed through the stillness, a herald to the emergence of a pair of spiked fins that could glide through the water with more-than-natural ease. The smooth fins parted the green algae without resistance or burden, not a single cell clinging to their black webbing as they passed through. A crystal clear reflection was all that travelled alongside them, projecting their striped pattern across the lake with bright cyan streaks. Even as the twin appendages abruptly dove under, the water remained almost entirely undisrupted.

The large aquatic was one with the lake, feeling no resistance as he flew through the water with each pulse of the fins on his back. His gaze locked onto his prey, eyes of bright cyan following a trout with steadfast precision. A single powerful stroke propelled him forward, slicing through the water toward the fleeing fish. Grinning, the exotic swimmer twirled once through his advance, exercising his agility as the fins of his powerful tail kept him on target. Talan was faster than the trout, and darted past it, so close that it brushed his shoulders. In a single swift and calculated movement, he angled the spiked fins on his back to slow down and give himself more control, swung his large, webbed paws in front of him, and spun around one last time as the trout neared his head, the fish unable to react quickly enough to change its course. In the midst of his rotation, he snapped his jaws shut, teeth piercing his prey and locking it in place. At the same time, his tail whipped around with the momentum of his spin, lashing at a second trout that just had just caught wind of the situation. The tip of his tail speared the trout like a harpoon, piercing straight through and emerging from the other side, hooked on one of the large barbs that spanned his tail's natural blade.

Talan's catch wriggled in his maw, trying to escape but instead only exaggerating its wounds on the razor teeth that sliced its flesh. The aquatic predator lightened his grip, but only long enough for his quick tongue to wrap around the trout. Talan got a succulent taste of the blood that washed over his teeth, a prelude to the enjoyment of his meal as he spun the trout, now facing the back of his throat. Several seconds were spent toying with his prey, tossing it about the insides of his maw and constricting it with his tongue, rewarding Talan with another taste of his prey before he pulled it back towards his gullet. Throwing his head back, he swallowed, the walls of his throat squeezing the fish as it was massaged further down his gullet and into the darkness of his stomach.

Talan relaxed, enjoying the spoils of victory before he was interrupted by a gentle tug on his tail, the other fish unwittingly reminding him of its existence, for better or for worse. He began to swing his large tail around, but fortunately for the trout, was unable to complete the action. A pang of discomfort hit his stomach, rapidly spreading throughout the rest of his body. His light musculature began to tighten and fill with the constant need to stretch just as his joints began to lock up. It was hardly painful, but the need to free himself from the pseudo-paralysis added to his increasing discomfort. It wasn't long before he felt him begin to move his arms and legs, closing his eyes to enjoy the bliss that accompanied the best stretch he'd ever experienced, reaching for pure enlightenment with every inch of his body. Talan's momentary confusion returned when he realized that the stretches weren't of his own volition, the stretching continuing despite his attempts to relax his limbs. His shining eyes revealed themselves in shock as the aquatic began to look for an answer, settling his gaze on the trout speared by his tail. Talan watched with captivation as the large fish was practically torn in half, the blade of his tail growing wider than the fish was long, and finding that the rest of his body was following suit.

The sea creature's sudden realization hit him with a burst of excitement and adrenaline, now leaning his mind into the sensation of his growth, welcoming it as his whole body continued to swell. The acceptance seemed to break down the mental lock on his limbs, allowing Talan to slowly regain full control of his body. Much to his approval, his movements did nothing to dull the ever-present feeling of expansion. He took full advantage by folding his fins and swinging his legs, feeling the rush of streaming water brush between the large digits that adorned his expanding paw. The rest of any nearby fish caught a full glimpse of the actively shimmering cyan pulses that now decorated each of his fins.

A nearby bullshark was on its own hunt, determined to catch its prey. It was nearly impossible not to notice Talan's expanding form, and so the vastly smaller predator took the risk to continue its chase and simply try to avoid the massive lake monster. The shark gained some ground before his charge came to an abrupt stop as a broad slap struck its side. Between a particularly large growth spurt and the broad sweep of his legs, Talan's paw covered an immense distance, catching the shark off guard and unintentionally trapping it underneath the bridges of his toes. Its vision was reduced to a small window between two of the massive digits it was forced against. The shark had not a single second to regain its bearings before it felt a smooth pressure envelop the rest of its body underneath the curling toes of an unaware beast. That window of light quickly began to close up with each throb of growth that squeezed the shark's body, soon completely lost within the grasp of the swelling paw.

Talan, on the other hand, hadn't noticed the shark at all, too lost in the waves of pleasure that wracked his body. Curling his toes in ignorant bliss, he passed off the shark's squirming resistance as simply another rich sensation of his rapid expansion. Lost in his enjoyment, the lake monster's hydrodynamic slit began to part, inevitably revealing the dark shaft that throbbed in time with each pulse of his growth. Demanding attention, his arousal called one of Talan's hands down in an involuntary movement that began to trace the texture of its tip, coaxing out the rest of his erection. Each of his fingers wrapped delicately around his emerging length, teasing it as he pulled it up towards his stomach, grinding it against the smooth skin of his own waist.

His full erection followed before too long, the tip reaching for his ribs as it was pressed against the subtle abs that adorned his stomach. Unfortunately, a single second was all it took to break Talan's immersion, the growth slowing to a stop at just under 1,000 feet, ripping away the once-perpetual feeling of an incredible morning stretch. The exotic creature felt his heart sink, filling with an inexplicable yearning for more. Fortunately for him, now that his mind was no longer fogged with pure pleasure, he was finally able to take in the world at his new size. His eyes darted around, looking for a comparison despite being so large that most fish were under his radar. Before he had even found one, his stomach began to churn, begging the lake monster to hunt for another meal.

Talan's frustration and biting hunger forced him to throw aside his libido, ignoring the needs of his throbbing cock in favor of his other primal desires. A horizontal scan from his glowing eyes didn't find anything large enough to be worth his while; what little life that didn't already flee could swim right between his teeth. The void in the lake monster's stomach pressed on, giving him a sense of urgency. A quick glance upward revealed a shining scene, the sparkle of sunlight gleaming down throughout the lake, its yellow light dancing with the blue-green tint of the water; A scene disrupted only by a large body of dull grey on the surface, tearing apart the serene beauty with the darkness of its shadow. Between the size of the anomaly and its intrusion upon his home, Talan decided to indulge himself, darting toward the mysterious shape with impressive agility despite his new size.

A slight whirring sound swept across the surface of the lake, the fisherman casting out his line, reel spinning frantically before the hook and bearing plunked down into the water and rippled its surface. Propping the rod up, he sat back on the deck of the speedboat to begin the wait for his catch. However, he wasn't given a moment to rest before the entire boat began to rock. The whole crew peered over the edge of the deck, watching waves emanate from the vessel, spreading out in every direction. A few of them saw a dark shadow expanding beneath the rippling surface while the fisher turned his head toward a series of clanks, calling his attention to the frantic dancing of his fishing pole. In a sudden surprise, the entirety of the crew threw themselves back toward the center of the boat, desperately trying to create distance between them and the massive ripples tossing the water against the hull, port and starboard.

Splashes of water drummed against the ship's deck and hull, thrown by the sudden emergence of enormous walls of flesh, lined with a solid row of sharp, gleaming teeth. In only a moment's time, the entire crew found themselves within a voracious canyon; a mix of saliva and lakewater lining its contours and dripping from the pointed fangs that loomed overhead. The vessel rumbled to life as the engine attempted to carry the boat to its escape. Before it made any meaningful distance, another spray of water clashed against the metal housing, and even more quickly than the maw before it, the lake monster's tongue shot up out of the water. The slick length lingered at the height of its rise for an impending second before falling over the opposite side of the speedboat, casting a shadow over the center of the vessel before its weight crashed against the boat's exterior. The sound of crashing waves was abruptly disturbed by the screaming and crunching of metal once the lengthy muscle began its constriction. The engine coughed, spraying water behind the vessel as it tried to continue its escape, marginally less nimble than Talan's usual prey. Gentle tugging to the purple aquatic, each sputter of the engine cracked more of the ship as it forced itself against the tongue's unrelenting squeeze.

Each of the crewmates were thrown toward the center of the ship as it bent in half, bodies hurling against the smooth tongue, so large that they could feel the tastebuds brushing against and clinging to their skin. The speedboat nearly snapped in two from the force of its kraken-like pull down into the depths of the giant's maw. The water around the fishers roared, rushing into each of the vessel's torn compartments as it was completely submerged. Each of them saw fading glimpses of light shining through the rippling water above, reflecting the distorted images of Talan's inner maw as it closed in around its latest meal, enveloping them in darkness once the walls of the enormous maw eclipsed the last of the outside light. The last moments of their lives became the echoes of rattling metal while the boat tumbled down the throat of a sated beast.

Talan sank slowly back down into the water, relaxed and content with his newest conquer as the lake water filled in around the muzzle that slowly disappeared beneath the ripples, soon leaving the lake eerily calm, as though nothing had even happened. Beneath the surface, the aquatic beast felt the cold metal of his meal slide against his throat, coating the walls with a fresh, minty sensation. A single swallow further crunched the metal, and that was all it took for the light bulge in his throat to make its final descent into his stomach.

Before any other emotion had enough time to reach the exotic giant, his muscles tensed up for just a moment before the all-too-welcome stretching sensation returned. Better prepared for this new onset of growth, he managed to retain control of his limbs, brushing them through the water in the midst of their expansion. Each of his movements put more emphasis on the stretching feeling that rushed throughout his entire body. His muzzle went cold as a breeze brushed along it, calling his attention the the fact that he was once again emerging from the lake's surface from his growth alone. A wide grin spread across his face, admiring the mysterious handiwork that soon brought his entire head above water despite how his thick paws planted firmly on the ground, tearing apart the dirt and rocks beneath the digits as he flexed and curled his claws.

As the waterline began to recede against the aquatic's chest to reveal more of his slim form, he felt the water simply slide off of his body, gliding down his arms as his height continued to surge upward dozens of feet at a time. Talan looked toward the center of the lake, watching the far shore slowly begin to come into view over the horizon. He threw himself away from the near shore, legs long enough to push off of the local ground to send him in a lateral dive, tossing up waves larger than any the lake had ever seen, radiating out in every direction. Entire groups of tiny marine life grazed against his re-emerging member, the momentum of his initial push already enough to send the hydrodynamic beast halfway to his destination.

When Talan brought his arms up for the first true stroke of his swim, he felt his hand slam into a large chunk of metal, sending it spiraling off course. As he looked over to find this anomaly, his libido forced his mind to skip the process of examination and deduction, immediately skipping his train of thought over to the submarine's rather lewd shape and convenient size. His growth beginning to slow rapidly at a little over half a mile in height, the enormous lake monster reached out to grip the submarine, licking his lips as he felt the hefty metal rest in his hand before reaching back, eager to replace the fading sensation of growth.

Anything that wasn't bolted to the submarine's floor was abruptly thrown against everything that was, several members of the crew slamming against the inner hull as the entire vessel was thrown about. Gravity lost its meaning within the confines of the submarine. Even the technician could barely maintain his position as he turned from the radar that constantly displayed the least descriptive blob of a finger that covered the sonar array. Heart racing, desperate for some explanation, he extended the periscope despite the immediate risks. Though the image was blurred and distorted, he gasped in shock as he found himself far too informed about the current situation. Paralyzed, he simply sat and stared at the underside of a lifted tail, thickening toward the base as it led towards two rolling hills of firm ass, stretched apart by the beast's other hand. A sudden G-force stole the wind from his lungs, his back forcibly pressed against the wall behind him. The periscope was still close enough for him to make out the shape of Talan's rapidly approaching cheeks, presenting a vision of his impending fate. He rocked forward once the front of the submarine plowed into the awaiting ass, catching himself on the controls and resigning himself to simply watch, aware and accepting of his imminent fate despite his racing heart.

Talan rumbled as he felt the smooth metal begin to weave into his ass, forced in dozens of feet at a time. The submarine hull slid against the slick inner walls of the lake monster's anus, lightly spreading them apart. A quarter of the vessel was quickly submerged between the beast's cheeks, hilting at the conning tower that housed the periscope. The sub's control tower slammed into the sensitive skin beneath his swollen slit, grinding against the smooth flesh that protected his internal testes. He slowly drew out his improvised toy, feeling it slide out against his ass with the perfect amount of friction. Humming with approval, he readied himself for another thrust, gripping his lengthy shaft in his other hand. Talan rocked himself back and forth, pangs of pleasure shooting through his body as he stroked his towering cock in rhythm with his submarine thrusts. It didn't take long for the aquatic to desire more, the intensity capturing his body beginning to fade once he realized that the submarine was smaller than he needed it to be, especially given how little length there was in front of the control tower. Talan closed his eyes, breathing deep, parting his second hand from his shaft and moving it down to his ass, drawing the flesh up and gently stretching it. His other hand was busy affirming its grip on the submarine's tail, the metal already beginning to strain with the pressure. The tower pressed firmly against the taut skin beneath Talan's crotch, creaking in dissent before a heavy thrust warped the metal, sending it through the massive pucker that immediately closed behind it. A powerful roar echoed through the water, crashing against rocks and ancient debris as a sharp, yet endearing pain surged through his lower body, one that would quickly turn into pleasure as the conning tower was swallowed by the depths of his anus. Each and every motion now intensifying his pleasure, the tower rubbed and kneaded the sensitive barrier beneath the giant's internal sex orbs with each of his deepened thrusts.

The submarine's periscope found its view completely filled with images of the dark cavern that swallowed it, illuminated only by the sub's flickering lights. The antenna and periscope snapped under the strain of Talan's increased thrusting, accompanied by the crunching of metal as the hull tried to grasp onto life. Darkness fell over the crew, internal lights blowing out as they continued to thrash against the submarine's inner hull. Terror began to fill their minds, cut off from any means of gaining information about the situation, save for the piercing screeches that filled the vessel as more and more metal scraped and bent. Streams of water began filling in through the cracks, a secondary timer on their lives if the lake monster's romp somehow spared them. One of the officers frantically wrestled with a control console, overriding the safety measures in desperation as the flooding rapidly reached knee-height. The submarine's munitions were weak and far from a nuclear payload, but sending out a torpedo was the last Hail-Mary for a hopeless crew.

Talan was lost in his rhythmic pumping, driving the sub deeper and deeper as the conning tower ground against the ceiling of his anus, kneading the sensitive skin. Talan thrust the decaying metal all the way down to his long fingers that wrapped around the rudder. At the deepest point in the sub's expedition, the aquatic felt it give out a short rumble as he rubbed his upper shaft against his ribs. Not a second after the rumble followed an incredible impact that slammed into Talan's prostate, a direct hit that filled the entire space with warmth. The force of impact rang pure bliss throughout his entire body, driving him straight to orgasm. Another powerful roar shook the lake as the aquatic's large cock began to erupt, shooting streams of thick cum into the water, clouding the lake across hundreds of feet. The sudden pleasure forced Talan's ass to clench out of impulse, gripping the sub and tearing it out of his hand, pulling its entirety into the deep recesses of his anal cavern. The submarine's conning tower was completely torn off as water began to flood in through the broken metal before it was compacted into a crumple of expensive tinfoil, the screams of the crew completely lost in the sealed vacuum. The lake monster arched his back, fully spreading his fins and displaying the shining flow of his bright blue patterns as his shaft continued to pulse violently in his hand, unleashing jet after jet of his milky seed into the open water. A near minute passed before his orgasm tapered, leaving Talan floating in front of a cloud of hot, diluted seed. Basking in his afterglow, another wide grin spread across his face as the stretching sensation returned yet again, the lake monster swelling toward the surface with each massive paw flat on the floor of the lake.

From lighthouses and skyscrapers, the entire port city looked on as a lake monster of legend rose above the horizon, water sliding off of his head in waterfalls as he continued with quaking steps, growing further as he neared the shore. His massive thighs parted dozens of yachts and ships like algae, without resistance or burden. And as his first footfall cleared the shore, a shockwave rang out that battered the nearby buildings, dozens of stories tall but now only ankle-height to the enormous beast. The citizens began to panic, traffic clogging the city's network with thousands of cars and busses trying to escape, a few of them even looking back to find a massive paw looming over multiple city blocks, the slick skin glistening in the sun's caress, an embodiment of impending doom.