South side of city

The city begins here, sweeping around you in the adobe-influenced residential style of the southwest. Most homes are one story, set along hillsides and narrow, winding roads, and are made of brown stone. Development becomes more concentrated to the north, with a few high-rise office buildings visible. The main road is lined with small shops as it heads toward the downtown area; southward lies more open desert. The road is climbing slightly, and the city is set amongst rocky hills; mountains are visible to the north and, more distantly, to the west.

Rogue grins and licks up over his whiskers. He steps off the main road and strides across the well-manicured laws into a suburb. He kicks aside cars as he goes, barking and growling loudly.

Doral smiles and steps hugely behind the large wolf, his paws picking up bits of debris in his steps, watching people just exit their houses, wondering what the hell is going on, only to see a giant wolf and lizard padding around!

Rogue snickers, as that seems to be his plan. He stops at one house and draws back a mammoth foot, then kicks forward hard. His toes crash through the front of the building like it was cardboard. Wreckage flies in a huge fan ahead as his foot sweeps through the structure, sending its roof tumbling intact into a neighboring yard.

Doral laughs, watching the entire structure get destroyed under the wolf's foot. He watches all the debris going flying as several people go flying too, leaving a few humans lying there on the ground, struggling to find out what happen. The lizard walks over to a another home, and he reaches down to lift the roof off the top like a can lid, peering inside for some treats of his own.

Rogue sneers and stomps down hard upon one of the dazed humans, the little body splattering like an overripe tomato. He bends down and scoops up another and greedily stuffs it into his mouth, gulping it down alive and licking his whiskers with obvious glee.

Doral uses his tongue and snatches several humans inside the home. He peers off the roof of the house and flings the 'lid' aside, digging his muzzle inside as he snatches up several humans with his tongue and eating them greedily. He watches the humans try to run, only to be caught by his swift and sticky tongue, and eventually gobbled down whole.

Rogue grins as he sees that many of the neighborhood's populace are fleeing from their homes and running through the street. Some are trying to escape through yards but are hindered by fences and hedgerows. "Get the ones trying to escape first," he says as he starts forward, eyes fixed upon the little racing figures below him. "The ones that're hiding we can dig out at our leisure!"

Doral smiles and lifts his head out of the house, muzzlelips smeared with blood. He licks his lips and smiles. "Mmm. haven't did this in so long...forgot how fun it is!" He turns and rushes after the fleeing humans, all in a panic and fluster, trying escape for their lives. He lashes out his tongue to catch the ones way ahead in the front as he runs, mainly cause he don't want them o have any false hopes of escaping.

Rogue sneers cruelly as he overtakes the fleeing crowd. "Go on. Run!" he taunts as his mammoth feet crash down thunderously behind them. He bends down and sweeps his hand sideways through their midst, bowling many of them over and scooping four up into his grip. Three squirm against one another in his fist; one is caught by the leg and dangles, screaming. He glances over at you as he stands and watches as your tongue darts downward and snaps its prey back, stuck to its sticky surface. "I gotta learn how to do that!" he says as he lifts his shrieking quarry to his lips.

Doral grins as the humans tightly curled around his sticky tongue are brought back in his mouth and are chewed and swallowed, hearing the faint screams of figures inside his mouth, bones crunching and snapping with ease, his teeth stained with blood and flesh, only provoking him on for more. He leaps and lands hard in the giant mass of fleeing humans, the sickening sound of the creature squishing underfoot, bloodstains clashing with his greenish-yellow paws. He grins over to you. "It takes practice," he says with a sneer, then reach down to snatch up a group with his hand, feeling the humans struggle helplessly in his grasp as the lizard slowly squeezes them into a pulp, feeling them pop and squish with ease.

Rogue sniffs at his handful of prey and then licks the dangling one into his mouth. Its leg is still caught in his fist. Rogue's great teeth simply bite down and shear the leg off, and then he swallows, the bulge in his throat still squirming as it slides down. He peers, almost in boredom, at the three clutched in his fist and then begins to squeeze as well, chuckling at their faces contorting and turning red as he cruelly crushes them in his bare hand.

Doral smiles and listens to ever human scream cut short as they are crushed inside his paw, the blood dripping down his wrist and arm. He looks over to you and watches you crush some humans in your hand, grinning as he gets another cruel idea. Grabbing another set of creature with his blood-soaked hand, he forces them to stick to his paw. He then raises his paw high into the air and up toward Rogue, humans stuck with no way to escape. "Hi five wolfy!"

Rogue glances up from his choking, wheezing victims and sees the little bodies stuck fast to your palm, their limbs twitching as they struggle to free themselves. He grins! The torment of his victims ends as he simply casts them aside and then strides up to you. He raises one big hand high and then smashes it violently against yours. There's a terrible sound as the little bodies are smashed instantly into jelly.

Doral laughs a bit as feels your huge paw slap hard against his, a loud 'thwack!' heard as blood and body parts go flying across the entire area! He wiggles his fingers against yours, and then looks down into his paw, the nasty horrid mess of blood and flesh dripping in a mass of goo. He gently starts to lap up at the blood, tongue gliding through the mess. "Only problem with having sticky paws...hard mess to clean...."

Rogue licks his hand clean with a few swipes of his broad tongue. Then he jerks his gaze back to the fleeing crowd, which has grown thicker with more and more people abandoning their houses. He wags and barks loudly, as if noticing them for the first time, and then charges after them.

Doral laps at his paws a bit more, and then looks over as you start to run after the now-increased mass of fleeing people. He grins and hops after you, running along your side as he charges them as well, using his tongue to lash up at the leading humans again, getting another head start on his feeding frenzy, his tongue panicking the crowd and causing them to spread.

Rogue splits off to the left as the crowd spreads out. His stride lengthens, his great footfalls thundering beside them and then in front of them. He stomps purposefully on those at the farthest edge of the mob, using his feet to herd them back.

Doral, in turn, takes the other side, stomping and leaping on the outskirts of the crowd as he stomps the humans on the outside, watching them flee back inside into the crowd, sweeping his tail to knock back all the creature who try to be slick and run the other way.

Rogue herds them back toward the center, where they collide with the ones you are chasing. He stops and leers down at them. As some try to run to the sides he raises a massive foot and steps on them, grinding them into the earth. The spectacle alone drives the others back. They are pushed into a tight group, yowling and shrieking and scrambling against one another, trapped now between the two looming giants.

Doral grins and sweeps the rest of the humans into the pile and stands over them, looming over the standing pile as he peers down on them, staring at the crowd as they huddle close together. He looks over at you and smiles. "So, what should we do with the herd?" He stomps a few on the outside, causing several to scream, and pack in side the mob some more.

Rogue uses his feet to sweep a few stragglers in as well. He snickers, his eyes gleaming with cruel glee. "I dunno," he says. Slowly he raises an immense foot and holds it over their heads, letting them squeal and cower in its shadow as it hovers ominously. "Maybe crush'em all like the bugs they are?"

Doral thinks and bends down in a duck position, peering at each one, watching them scream and cry and huddle against each other. He looks up at your huge foot and smiles, dripping already with blood. He smiles and looks up at you with a grin. "Maybe....but perhaps we could use them as toys?" He reach down a crushes on with a finger, causing everyone to jump back away from the huge digit.

Rogue slowly lowers his foot back down. Then he kneels, his huge knees booming down around them. He puts his hands on his hips and licks up over his nose. "Yeah...toy"! he says, his eyes narrowing.

Doral smiles and sits down on his rump and spreads his legs around the entire right side of the crowd, keeping them enclosed between his huge toned thighs and calves. He peers down at the creatures underneath him, covered by his looming shadow. He smiles up at you. "Join me for some fun! "

Rogue laughs. He settles back onto his rump and stretches his legs out too, spreading them, the pads of his feet touching the sticky ones of yours. He leers down at the cowering captives, and then a great hand sweeps down. It forms a living wall that scoops forward, plowing people before it and shoving them roughly up against his titanic balls. "Start licking, you little pests," he growls.

Doral wiggles his toes up against yours, chuckling as you force the creatures up against your crotch. He does the same thing, sweeping a paw over the mass and pressing them, crushing them up against his slit and crotch, rubbing them up and down, mrring softly to himself. "Yeah....forgot how wonderful these little creature feel..." He licks his lips a bit of pink flesh starts to emerge from his slit, his balls starting to swell a bit under the ministrations of the humans.

Rogue holds them there, squeezing them a bit tighter against his mighty sac. "I said lick!" He mrrrr's as a few begin to obey and removes his hand. Predictably, one stumbles back away from his duties. Rogue catches him by the head and lifts him squealing into the air. "We might let some of you live if you're good," he says as he casually takes his prey's arm in one hand and his opposite leg in another. "If you ain't..." He starts to pull slowly, watching the tiny creature's face with amusement as it shrieks and flails its free limbs. Rogue keeps pulling, his smile broadening as the tiny thing stretches, and then with a meaty tearing noise its arm rips free.

Doral opens his eyes and looks over to you, laughing in sadist amusement as he listens to speak, and rip the creature's arm right off. He looks down as the masses by his crotch. "You better listen to the wolf over there, and start licking..." He grins, as several start to lick and caress his slit and balls, toes twitching a bit. He glares as one tires to leap over his leg. The lizard pretends not to see him as he runs over several feet, sprinting away as fast he can...then howls as the massive tongue snatches him up and flings him back over to him, and drops him in a paw. "Oh, quite a sneaky one..." He lifts the creature up by his chest, and bites off his legs with his teeth, swallowing them, then tossing the upper torso somewhere, causing mob to lick at his sac harder.

Rogue holds his toy by its leg and lets its blood rain down on those trapped below. He uses one finger to poke a few of them rudely under his ballsac and nestle them under his tail. Then he scoops more up against his groin and returns his attention to his plaything. The frantic licking of a dozen slavish tongues upon his sac and the insides of his thighs is bringing his great penis to life, a shaft of pink starting to rise from its sheath. He takes both of his victim's legs between his fingers and starts pulling again, turning him into a living wishbone until one leg is wrenched off.

Doral's muscles tense and flex a bit a bit his own member starts to slide out his slit, his pink flesh rising up against the thousand of soft licks against his flesh, his balls flattening several people underneath as his swell to a visible sac, several creatures running over to it to pleasure the sac as well, in a desperate effort to live. He reaches down to some stragglers in the center, taking them and crushing them in his hand, the blood adding to his stickiness to create a perfect lubricant for things to come.

Rogue reaches down with both hands and herds a pile of people together from among those who are not close enough to pleasure him. He clasps then between his hands in a single great mass and lifts them up, then lowers them to his groin, stuffing his huge cock into their squirming midst. "Ohhh, yeah..."

Doral rrrrs as his cock his now fully hard, glistening and stained with spots of blood. He wiggles is sticky, messy fingers and, grabbing a few more humans, pressing them against his cock, mrrring as he rubs them against the underside of his member, starting to slowly stroke his cock against his hardened length. "Rrrr...so good...."

Rogue growls breathily, his hips starting to rock as he humps into the mass. Slowly his fingers clench, the screams within his grip growing hoarse and feeble as his grip tightens. There is a soft crackle-crunch sound as his victims are slowly crushed against his cock, their bodies torn apart and ground into mush by its relentless pounding. Warm redness flows down over his balls, driving his helpers back in dismay.

Doral purrrs as he starts to stroke his cock a bit faster, feeling his member throb between his fingers. He looks over as you, watching you stroke your cock, hearing the masses crunch and snap against your member, watching the blood drip down over it...he rrrs softly, and strokes his own cock faster, pumping his paws over his cock as the humans squirm against it. He rrrs and takes few humans, and slips them inside the cockslit, forcing them down the small hole, just adding to his pleasure, causing him to jerk his hips up a bit. "Oh god! That's nice...."

Rogue clenches his jaws. His hands squeeze tighter and tighter around his plunging shaft. Raw meat starts to squish between them, his prisoners reduced to mush. He begins to shiver and licks up over his nose. "Anyone...hrf...that we cum on gets to live," he grunts, and then he sucks in a sharp breath and shivers. A stream of thick white cream erupts from the tip of his cock and arcs over the crowd, landing with a heavy splash on your belly. A second stream falls short, splatting down onto those trapped between his legs in a long line. It is followed by another, and then another...

Doral squeezes his cock and pumps faster, paws stroking up and down his cock as it pulses and throbs, crushing the creatures against it as he strokes feverishly, pleasure rushing through his body. He rrrrs and closes his eyes as the lizard reaches his peak, hot lizard seed squirting out his member, the humans that he shoved inside his cock splattered outside his member mixed in the cream onto your chest as your first shot lands on his stomach. his cock pulsates as loan after load of lizard cum splashes around onto the crowd and everywhere, the lizard paws still stroking his cock feverishly...

Rogue rrrrrrr's, panting, squeezing his hands around his cock as it expends itself, the meaty remains of his victims making a wet sound against his flesh. He opens his eyes and peers down at the huddled survivors, some of them drenched in semen, some still being splashed by your pleasure. He chuckles and narrows his eyes cruelly. Smiling widely, he slowly pulls his legs in and then stands up. His smile breaks into a grin and he laughs, any pretense of any promise of mercy forgotten. Gleefully he raises a mammoth foot over their heads. "Squish!" he roars, and brings his foot down hard. There is a loud crunch accompanied by anguished screams. The rest of the crowd tries to scatter. Rogue laughs again and steps on them cruelly, squashing them like beetles. First one foot, then the other, deliberately stamping them into the earth.

Doral mrrrrs and flicks his tail hugely, banging the limb rapidly against the ground as he strokes the last of his load onto the mass of people, his orgasm slowly fading away. He opens his eyes and looks down on the masses, then watches you jump up and gleefully forget your promise and starts stomping several humans all at once, cum-soaked or not. He laughs loudly, and jumps up into his feet, and joins you in the humans stomp-fest, his large sticky paws coming down and stomping several humans at once, the flesh sticking to the soles of his feet as he stomps, the sounds of screams and cries muffled instantly as he crushes them underneath his feet. As the crowd scatters, he stomps faster, crushing as many as he can, pools and rivers of blood forming everywhere as the two giants stomp around, looking like a horrid dance, causing the ground to shake and tremble under their feet.

Rogue pants excitedly, massive legs pumping as he mercilessly tramples the survivors flat. His huge cock bobs before him, dripping with pieces of human remains and with the remnants of his pleasure. The slaughter continues until every one of them is dead. Rogue catches the last and tortures it under his foot for a few seconds, rolling it back and forth before pressing down brutally, its bones crunching. Wagging, Rogue rises up onto his toes and stretches mightily, then licks at his whispers. "That was fun! Let's go find some more!"