The Kaiju's Toy
#2 of Roleplay Inspired
Black fire exploded across the sky as the clear blue heavens thundered themselves apart, splintering into a black void. Ash fell as the stained sky seemed to collect itself into a point as if space and time itself were poised to spear the world. The vortex of chaos swirled, concentrating itself into a precise point on the one landmass in view across the ocean.
At the peak of the island's central mountain, explosions cracked across the rocky landscape followed by a series of booms that indicated the titanic footfalls of the galactic horror visiting this unfortunate place. From the void lumbered a grotesque stag beetle walking upright on two spike lined legs while its other limbs cut the air in anticipation to destroy whatever they could reach. The creature tilted heavily side to side with each stride, halting for nothing. Until the roar of a dragon's challenge came.
From the smoke and dust, a humanoid mountain of dark crimson scales appeared. Arga, goddess of the island, associated with strength and fertility. The latter was evident in her titanically voluptuous form and pendulous breasts that could each demolish a castle's walls with a careless swing. From between her wide, fat-padded hips the first life on the islands here had come. Her stomach bulged out to the shape of pregnancy. A deceptively soft shape given that it was covered in nigh invincible dragonscale.
Immediately the two giants raced toward each other in blistering slow motion. Their chests collided, bouncing the beetle back a couple steps. With a bellow Arga swiped her claws one after the other battering the beetle but not leaving a mark on the chitin. Wings spreading behind her, she dropped both of her fists down to hammer the insect on top of its head. As soon as it had recovered from staggering backwards a short distance, the beetle's eyes lit up with crimson as it conjured bloody colored lightning from its horn.
Sparks and smoke erupted from the dragoness' body as she was lashed with the lightning, her breasts and buttocks jiggling from the impacts. Her face turned upward, magenta eyes half closed as her mouth fell open. The casual onlooker might think she was in pain, but this illusion would be shattered seeing one of her hands massaging the cavernous slit beneath her belly.
Getting back to business, Arga spread her wings drawing up a powerful surge of energy that lifted her up and bore her through the air as if carried on strings. She surged forward, breasts dangling mere feet above the ground and her fists outretched. In a catastrophic collision the insect was knocked onto its back, limbs flailing. The cliff gave way and a slice of the mountain was dislodged. Following it was a golden flame as Arga shouted for the invader to be gone. The insect and the black fog alike disintegrated in the lance of dragonfire.
The throne room felt hollow without the massive presence of Arga. A single figured in red robes crossed the cavernous floor, a white tipped tail swaying beneath the hem of his gold-fringed red robes. Kiv was the lucky acolyte tasked with refilling the sconces that burned among the cyclopean architecture and soaring walls of the godess' abode.
He stopped for a moment, looking up at the slab at the center of the chamber. It was a smoothed plateau reaching up with black marble walls to an oasis of giant sized blankets and pillows where Arga would lounge. Four stalagmites flanked her bed, rising up to a stony sky crossed with constellations of shining ores and untouched gemstones arching overhead as if a portal had been opened to an alien sky.
Just then, a series of thuds shook the Fox from his awe. He turned to the chamber's massive stone doors to find them swinging open much faster than the pulleys and gears used by Arga's attendants. The dragoness herself strode inside with thundering footsteps.
Arga was amazing standing over him in her full glory. The huge sagging breasts each sported nipples, hard and standing probably as tall as he was. Her fat thighs clasped together, pointing the way up to a belly poking out over a deep wet entrance. Hands on hips, she looked down at the tiny Fox with a toothy smile.
Kiv was agonizing over what he should say or do in this moment, but it was Arga who broke the tension.
"Hello there," She said, bending over to further overshadow and make the Fox feel even more insignificant.
He bowed before her, "I-I'm sorry. I w-was just uh-"
She didn't leave him time to stutter out an explanation before she reached down and gently picked him up. Standing, she brought him close to her face.
"Do not apologize. As it happens I have need of a male at the moment. So it's fortunate you happened to be here,"
Licking her lips, Arga went over to her bed and sat down. She spread her palm and plucked the collar of Kiv's robe, tugging the garment up and over his head. The fox was left naked on his knees in her palm and she sniffed at him a couple times. She curled back a finger and rubbed it up and down his back a few times, then nudged him down to all fours. Carefully she positioned him as she closed her fist so that he was folded up in her grasp with his ankles at his ears. His tail and butt stuck out of the top of her hand while his muzzle was clenched between her pinkie and ring finger.
For a moment she held him like that, amused. She tilted her fist side to side, the fox's two fluffy orbs flopping this way and that. With her thumb, she began to massage them and the sheath beneath them covered in much softer white fur. It wasn't long before a pink shaft emerged from the sheath, slick and warm against her finger.
"This might sting a little," Arga said, "But it'll be worth it. Just bear with me,"
With a few gestures of her free hand, Arga directed some of her powerful magic. Kiv groaned as he felt something pass through him, shooting through to the tip of his penis. There was a distinct sound of stretching flesh as Kiv's penis seemed to pulsate and bulge. He clenched his jaw as his penis expanded, and stood as its increasing size propped it upward in Arga's grasp. At the same time, his testicles ballooned and spilled over the side of her fist until each one was twice the size of the fox's entire body and his erection was several times larger than that. His knot popped out from her grasp as the expansion was completed.
"Ha! You're more cock than fox now," Arga teased him as she licked the pinky finger of her free hand and then pressed it against his muzzle where it stuck out for an improvised kiss.
Arga's long forked tongue probed at the head of the cock, causing Kiv to give a muffled shout of surprise. With most of his body now being his cock, the sensation was multiplied by several orders of magnitude. He seemed to convulse in her grip as her tonge wrapped around the erection and very lightly squeezed at it. The forked points brushed at his knot several times.
Kiv halted his squirming all at once when her lips pressed against his cock head and then started sliding down the shaft. His mouth fell open and eyes rolled up. He likely would have twisted himself into a pretzel had he not been held in place. The fox was simply being overloaded with the pleasure her lips and tongue were working into him. The only sense he could make of the situation was the inkling that his cock was vibrating enough to rattle his brain.
The Dragoness took all of the fox cock into her mouth, pressing the head into the roof of her mouth and letting it bump down the ridges only to swallow him up to his knot once more. She drew him in closer to her, reaching up to grip his balls and massage them as she began to bob up and down on his shaft faster. Overwhelmed, Kiv was completely slack in the grasp of the giant hand with the only rigid part of him in Arga's mouth. It felt like his very soul was being blown up like a balloon, until at last giving way. Arga held her position, her tongue squeezing the bottom of the fox knot as it began to erupt in her mouth. Thick streams of cum splashed the back of her tongue and oozed down her throat. She squeezed her tiny subject's balls tighter, as if to extract every spare drop.
His knot popped out of her mouth, a chill came over Kiv that he could not feel. The fox looked as if he were in another plane of existence at the moment, eyes split off in different directions as he mindlessly panted. She watched him a moment, laid out in her palm with his softening cock draped off down her wrist still larger than he was.
On one of the giant stalagmites flanking the bed, there were a couple of pegs jutting out from the rock. Arga placed Kiv there, so that the pegs cradled the fox's nuts while his tiny body dangled down. Fortunately for him, he was so small that it caused him no pain to hang freely from his magically grown nuts. Still in the pleasure coma she had put him in, it would be some time before he came to his senses and realized the goddess had chosen him to serve as her personal toy.