The city has been rebuilt since your last visit…and the one before that, and the one before that! Something is different this time. As you approach you see a great crowd gathering in the grand park in the center of the city. As you draw closer, in fact, the scene is rather remarkable. Thousands of people have gathered together in one small area, but it does not look like it is by choice. They are surrounded by a tall chain link fence topped with barbed wire and humming with electricity. The area it surrounds is larger than your body and contains what must be 10,000 human beings. Most remarkable, though, is that at one end of the enclosure sits a large stone stature of...yourself!

Talos swoops downward, giving a broad circle as he inspects the site.. and the city around it.. much damage still remains... scars still remain in the large structures.. many smaller ones never have been bothered with to rebuild.. he swoops down closer again to the pen.. taking a closer look at the prey within.. and the statue..

The statue is large by human standards, though small compared to your true size. It stands perhaps 30 feet high, its four feet planted solidly, its head raised high with a noble snarl on its muzzle. The tiny creatures scramble around madly inside their pen as you sweep by over their heads. They avoid the fence, though; those who do touch it are hurled back, stunned by the voltage.

Talos chuckles softly, turning around to come to a landing.. sending a breeze over the gathered crowd. Each of his paws land with a rumbling thud.. making the earth shake under the tiny captives. He walks forward, his huge black body dwarfing the small white stone statue. He chuckles softly down at the gathered humans. He speaks to them, his voice rumbling like thunder, "It seems they are trying to make a deal?"

The terrified captives surge away from your in a living wave, pushing back as far as the enclosure will allow. They stare up at you with their faces stricken by terror, quite a familiar appearance to you. Your body presents a truly awe- inspiring sight, looming over the miniature statue which mimics your pose. They do not answer, or at least, not in any comprehensible fashion. Their tiny voices are barely the whining of insects to your ears, and moreso when they are reduced to babbling in terror.

Talos hmmmms.. looking around the enclosure, he chuckles again and leans back his head.. his jaw parting.. a deep rumble builds in his chest as the air around the black dragon begins to shimmer.. a small bit of fire escapes around his teeth, before his maw becomes ablaze in hot plasma.. the cone of heat explodes outward in a flash.. the crowd of people simply vanish.. the fence.. the grass and most of the square are gone when the fire dies down... even the stone statue has become a molten puddle.. a sly grin comes to his maw.. as he turns back to the city and smells the air, to begin searching...

10,000 voices scream out in brief agony for just a fraction of a second, before they are silenced by the roar of your fire. They are incinerated in the blink of an eye, their bodies vaporizing, leaving nothing, not even ashes behind. The sacrifice has disappeared completely. As you turn, your keen eyes note that you have quite an audience. Nearly ever window that faces the park is crowded with ashen faces. They cram the streets on all fours sides, all staring, eager to see if the mighty beast has accepted their offering.

Talos walks forward, his long tail swinging slowly from side to side as he comes up to the crowd.. his huge footpaws leaving wide craters in the street under him.. a street that now leads to a smoking crater. The dragon does not take well to being patronized. He then grins as he gets an idea.. and again and leaps into the air. He sizes up the crowd before he lowers again.. his huge body smashing - through- the buildings.. his immense weight crashes through the steal and cement structures like they were made of paper.. the rubble falling down in huge piles onto the streets below.. blocking the exits.. making his own pen...

The crowd begins to back away as you stride toward them, and then the blast of your wings sends many of them hurtling through the air. As your mammoth form takes to the air a great cheer arises from the streets below, the people rejoicing that you have accepted their gift and left them in peace. The celebration is short-lived, however, as the titan wheels and then crashes down into the structures. They explode into tiny pieces, the wreckage hurled for miles from the sheer force of the impact. The onlookers who had crowded the streets to witness the fate of their sacrifice are momentarily blinded by a cloud of dust. Their cries of alarm echo all around as they grope their way through the darkness, choking on the dust as it slowly settles, the ground lurching crazily beneath their feet as something huge moves about ahead of them.

Talos circles again, making sure his circle is secure. He grins, turning flying around again and hovering down to land.. his huge wings stir and move the dust around like a tornado.. then the dust slowly settles.. revealing the dragons dark form towering over them.. just yards away.. his maw smiling down at his prey... then in a heart beat his head moves down and his jaws clamp shut in a snap.. grabbing up a huge portion of the meandering crowd

A bizarre silence befalls those closest to you. They stare up at you dumbly, mouths open. Your scornful expression alone is enough to freeze them in place, making them pitifully easy to capture. Your head flashes downward; they see your gaping maw rushing toward them, and then terrible darkness. Once again a familiar sound is heard in the streets: the clash of mighty jaws snapping shut, and sudden screams just as suddenly cut off. Your mouth is full of meat now, your prey writhing upon your tongue in a huge, living mass.

Talos mmms and savers the taste.. those in his mouth slowly being squeezed to death as he savors the flavor of his prey.. the blood of the dozens of humans can be clearly seen to those around him dribbling down the chin.. then the bulge they make in his throat as he swallows. His long tail swishes behind him as he grins.. showing his blood stained teeth.. bloody handprints streaked across the white surface. Gory bits of still remaining around his gums. He steps forward again, taking several more bites from the crowd

The crackle of bones as your tongue crushes your prey to your palate mingles like sweet music with the taste of their warm, meaty innards. Many are still alive as you swallow them, their struggles traveling into your stomach, which has been empty of human screams for far too long. Those before you make another of their amusing attempts to flee. It is with laughable ease that you overtake them, merely by strolling forward. Your victims barely have time to see your shadow before your upper jaw drops before them, and then all goes dark. Others find themselves swept up against the fleshy, wet wall of your tongue as you lick them up in mid-flight. These have an extra moment to flail and to scream as they are carried skyward, only to see your two rows of massive teeth sweeping toward them, surrounding them, before all goes black.

Talos's maw thins the crowd of thousands before him in just moments.. the huge black dragon a very effective hunter.. especially against such easy prey. He uses his long tail to heard more toward him.. several dozen caught under his paw as he turns.. their lives ending in no more than a wet crunch under the dragons foot.. several sliced by the razor sharp claws, others are not so luck to be killed instantly. The black dragon's huge tail swats people against it like flies as it sweeps, leaving hundreds of little splatters of blood along it's scaly length.

Dozens die instantly as you step on them, their bodies popping noisily beneath your impossible weight. Those are the fortunate ones, in the end. The ones who avoid your tread are doomed to become your food. Their bodies will be taken, engulfed, melted away, and their very flesh reduced into pure energy to fuel the engine of destruction that is Talos.

Talos murrs.. the warm blood covering his whole body.. The amount of lives taken to simply make the huge dragon so wet a feat in itself, but that is of little consequence to him. They are simply prey animals. He moves around his makeshift pen, his belly now visibly weighted by the thousands and thousands that are becoming his meal. Each footfall more heavily laden by the weight of countless lives.. now reduced to a slurry of nutrients in his belly

Smoke rises from the surrounding ruins, obscuring the view from without as to what is happening within. What they would see otherwise would be a scene of incalculable horror: hundreds of franticly shrieking human beings eaten alive by a ravenous titan from beyond. None are shown mercy. To Him, they are meat, and even more horribly, their agony amuses him. He savors each mouthful he cruelly gulps down. He smiles each time his feet crush their pathetic lives into the earth. Your belly does indeed fill, a vast chamber comfortably stuffed with the dead, the dying, and the flailing newcomers destined to be digested.

Talos rumbles.. his purrr can be no doubt heard throughout the city.. he eats several hundred more like they were merely morsels. His huge wet tongue flicking out.. catching them on the wet surface, trapping them in his saliva like flies.. then tilting his head to swallow them whole.. those that aren't simply crushed under the weight of the massive muscle. His stomach now quite rounded in shape with the mass of humanity.. Several hundreds more still stand below him.. two few for his notice.. After the filling meal.. the dragon relieves himself... a hot wave of wretched, steaming fluid washes over the survivors.. the carnivore's urine toxic enough to choke those not simply burnt alive in the acidic waste...

They cower beneath you, helpless, trapped. There is nowhere to run. For a brief moment hope flickers in them as your great mass moves forward, as though you intend to pass them by. Their hushed, hopeful silence shatters in gasps of alarm as they witness the slit between your hind legs parting and the monstrous head of your penis dropping into view. A second later a torrent of hot, burning liquid crashes down upon them, battering them against the pavement, killing many outright with its sheer force. Your scorn for them is shown to be complete as you piss on them, scattering them before the stream like leaves before the wind. Those who survive writhe in unbearable agony as their flesh is eaten from their bones, stronger even than your terrible digestion. Within moments the "pen" is silent, save for the rush of liquid into the storm drains, and the quiet hissing of the bare skeletons scattered beneath you.

Talos mmmmms to himself.. savoring the moment.. the mockery of a 'temple' they created now a steaming cesspool. The gore splattered altar barely fit to be used to piss on.. The toxic cloud of steam spreading through the city.. making those outside the pen have to evacuate.. choking on the gas. The site makes the huge dragon chuckle a bit to himself.. his hug penis still hanging heavily under him.. he begins to walk towards the growing crowds on the street.

The street ahead of you is teeming with life. They cannot see you, however, their feeble eyes unable to pierce the pall of smoke as your dragon-sight can. They are being herded slowly away by authorities due to the toxic air. They shuffle slowly, their sheer number impeding the progress, and moreso those farther ahead not willing to move. All eyes snap forward and fix on the sight of the mighty dragon stepping through the curtain of smoke and into their view, his grinning fangs still showing the red handprints, the last trace of those who died writhing against them.

Talos grins down at them.. his huge penis now starting to grow erect under his belly.. still dripping with urine which drips down, burning the asphalt underneath.. He growls gutturally, his voice rumbling through the street, making them scatter and panic.. He then leans his head out and lets out a single burst of fire.. incinerating those at the end of the street.. and trapping those between him and the fire..

Your massive penis swells larger with each step, its bulk swaying ponderously beneath you as it lengthens, thickens, and begins to rise from dangling flaccidness forward. The crowd ahead of you shrieks and cowers as the earth itself explodes into a curtain of flame before them, cutting off their escape. Hungry flames behind them, cruel giant behind...

Talos chuckles softly.. this has become almost a game to the dragon.. his immense cock reaching it's full stature.. dangling over the heads of those below like an onyx jumbojet.. Each step forward grins dozens into the cement, adding to the gore and blood on his paws.. he murrs softly at the soft feeling between his toes.. and lowers himself downward.. siting down on a large portion of the crowd..

The chorus of screams rises again, music to the ears of an eater of men. Your feet make a sickening crunching noise with every step as your victims, hemmed in by their fellows, fall underfoot and are crushed into nothingness. The crowd bunches up beneath you, surrounded by your feet and tail now. They can do nothing but stare upward and watch your immense haunches descend from the heavens as the giant sits on them. Your gigantic balls strike first, crashing down upon their heads and burying them. Your massive cock follows, landing upon the crowd like a great falling tree. And then the vast bulk of your haunch settles upon them, squashing many into jelly, trapping others between the muscular curves.

Talos murrrs deeply.. feeling the warm mush against his hide.. the muscles in his butt contract slightly.. crushing several more in his powerful rear.. The feeling of those squirming against his sac and against his balls enough to make a glob of precum grow at the tip of his dragonhood.. He grins down at the pathetic creatures around him.. He leans back.. exposing his blood soaked scrotum and tail hole.. and grabs a handful of screaming humans.. and begins to stuff them to make their warm, squirming bodes pleasure him..

The tiny creatures scramble madly as your mighty claw descends toward them, its sharp talons caked with blood and pieces of human meat. Your fingers surround them, cutting them off from the rest of the crowd, and then close into an inescapable fist. Your captives howl and plead wildly, begging not to be eaten...and their prayers are cruelly, viciously answered. The massive claw bears them not upward, but forward, beneath the now-looming shaft of your penis, beneath your balls....and then their screams become all the more frantic as they face the gigantic, puckered ring of your anus. Their wiggling is even wilder as they are shoved roughly against the warm flesh, and then before they can gasp they are rammed into its center and inside. Many onlookers, already numb with horror, can only stand and stare in disbelief, watching as the monster stuffs his helpless prey into his ass, his thunderous sounds of pleasure rising higher with each squealing body that is rammed inside.

Talos groans... rumbling.. he takes another handful.. doing the same.. cramming the onlookers helplessly into the recesses of his body.. the clenching tail hole crushing several that aren't pushed all the way inside.. he then takes another hand full... this time pushing them into his sheath slit.. sliding them down along the base of his immense cock... covering them in the clear.. musky fluids..

This is no simple predator. This is a monster that feeds not only on the flesh of its victims, but also on the vast power that he wields over his prey. In a way he is acknowledging their humanity, that they are more than meat, but it is made clear that their role in the universe is nothing more than his pleasure. You reduce them to mindless toys, their death-throes heightening your pleasure. Their struggles are a delicious caress within you as you callously cram them into your terrible ass, the muscular orifice winking and clenching, as though chewing its mouthful of victims. Soon others are writhing in the folds of flesh surrounding your cockbase, stroking where claws cannot reach, an enticing, arousing prison...

Talos rumbles deeply.. his eyes closing for a moment as large glob of precum rolls of his dome and splatters into the crowd below.. He moans slightly.. then reaches forward with one of his paws.. his claws pierce into the asphalt and he pulls back.. digging a huge trench into the middle of the street.. pulverizing much of the crowd along with the road and leaving it in a gory heap. He grins down at those remaining.. and pushes them into the pit with his gory paw.. He takes a step forward, and lowers his tip, dripping with preseed, into the writhing mass of humanity.. and begins to thrust his powerful hips.

RRRIIIIIIIPP! The sound of asphalt and earth being torn from the ground briefly drowns out the screams of terror and the pleas for mercy. For a moment the humans surround the trench, teetering on its brink, before your massive claw descends and simply bulldozes through their midst, pouring the writhing forms into the pit as they are scooped before it. The bodies pile up in the pit, shrieking and writhing as they struggle to untangle themselves. Those nearest the top howl in even wilder terror as your vast underbelly sweeps over them, and suddenly they are staring straight into the broad, dripping head of your penis. The massive organ sways over them as you squat down, before it drives down deep into the tangled mass of humanity with an awful mashing sound.

Talos groans.. pushing his huge cock deeper into the pit.. the weight of his genitals alone crushing countless humans.. the blood mixing with the precum and lubricating the squirming bodes against his cock. He thrusts faster still.. his huge balls dragging across the ground.. his hide unscratched but the asphalt being torn up by the weight of the gore soaked testicles..

The street crumbles beneath your toeclaws as they curl downward, and likewise under your weight balls as they hammer again and again upon it. Your hind legs flex mightily, your haunches rising and falling, muscles flexing like a gigantic, all-powerful machine. Your titanic penis drives brutally downward into the depths of the tangled humans, the bodies rising upward noticeably in a near-fluid, wriggling mass. As you draw back, the flared ridge of your cockhead drags the mashed bodies of your initial victims with it. It lifts a gory load of ground meat and bone up out of the pit; the meat peels off and lands atop the living, and now as you drive back down there are once more fresh, writhing bodies surrounding your cock, to be mashed to pulp and then scooped out as the others had been. Each thrust crushes untold numbers...

Talos groans loudly.. the warm gore covering his huge penis.. each thrust pushing deeper and deeper until his cock head is literally crushing people between it and the rocky ground underneath. The dragons claws flex and tighten.. crushing several more under the huge paws.. the dragon roars loudly.. windows explode as buildings are literally shaken apart by the vibration.. the dragon's huge cock flares and swells.. as suddenly a huge blast of white, hot dragon cum rips into the pit.. the huge dragon climaxing in the trench full of hundreds of squirming humans..

The ground rumbles deeply as you cum, and suddenly a cascade of bodies, some whole, some in pieces, erupts out of the pit. It is followed by an explosion of thick white cream that surges upward and spreads out in a great wave. Those who were blasted clear *might* have survived, although they are now dying beneath the suffocating weight of your seed. Those still alive in the pit are buried beneath tons of dragon-semen, and likewise not long for this world. Your cock is now surrounded by a thick soup of your own juices, and the remains, some still quivering, of your victims.

Talos mmms... taking deep breaths as the euphoria wears off... the huge dragon rumbling deeply.. he slowly pulls himself from the pink soup.. his dragonhood slowly softening and pulling back into his slit.. He looks down around him and grins. He roars out to the city around him, "Perhaps next time.. you will show me proper warship when I return. He spreads his huge wings and leaps into the air, heading back to his home until the next time..

The city is left in shock. 10,000 burned to dust in the blink of an eye; twice ten thousand devoured in punishment for a sacrifice rejected. Ten times ten thousand brutally crushed like ants beneath his feet, or cruelly stuffed into his ass as a demonstration of the depth of his scorn for them.