Atu grumbled to himself as he looked out the window of his rental car. He’d arrived in Japan and rented the car to drive up the country and see the sights. It had been, so far, a killer vacation. But as he approached Tokyo, the traffic had gotten much worse, and he now found himself stuck in a bumper-to-bumper jam on one of the elevated highways on the outskirts of the city.
He looked at the Shinkansen zooming on the track a football field away. Maybe he should’ve traveled by train instead. If the traffic didn’t clear up soon, it was definitely going to mess up the fox’s schedule.
He’d planned to arrive in Tokyo in time for an event for monster movie enthusiasts. Atu loved that sort of stuff — Godzilla, King Kong, you name it. He was going to be pretty upset if he ended up missing out on one of the planned centerpieces of his vacation.
His gaze drifted toward the Tokyo skyline in the distance, imagining a kaiju rampaging through it. He’d seen it countless times in movies, but actually being able to see the skyline with his own eyes just made it that much more real.
To be honest, what the fox really needed was a kaiju to destroy the highway in front of him. That would solve the traffic problem, easy. He pictured some large beast stomping through the elevated highways, flattening cars with its heavy paws.
Ow. Atu rubbed the back of his head. He’d somehow managed to hit it against the roof of his car. Actually, he couldn’t move it away the roof of the car. He was somehow growing too big to fit in his car!
Atu scrambled out of it, marveling at how quickly his vehicle started to look like a child’s. He was really growing now; he could feel the size rushing through his body in waves of pleasure, the blue fox swelling ever-larger with each passing second.
In no time, Atu had grown so huge that the pavement underneath him was beginning to creak and crumble, struggling to stand up beneath his increasing weight. Soon enough, he fell right through it. It was not a particularly long fall, and Atu found the highway upon which he was previously stuck in traffic suddenly at waist-level.
A devilish smirk curled across his muzzle. Atu had long since grown out of his clothes, which lay in tatters on the road beside his rental car. And the feeling of being so big and powerful had him hard as rock, his massive rod throbbing with need at roughly the same level as the elevated highway.
Motorists wanted to escape the sudden appearance of the enormous beast, but had nowhere to go, with the behemoth behind them and logjam traffic ahead of them. That gave Atu the perfect opportunity to play with his new size.
The fox let his cock rest on the highway, behind the rows of cars. It was gratifying to see how it spanned every lane of traffic, and how much bigger it was than even semi trucks! He began to gently push forward, letting out a huff as he felt the cold metal of the cars in front of him brush against his sensitive tip.
He walked forward, breaking through the crumbling highway as if it was styrofoam. As he pushed, the cars began to pile up. If he ever met resistance, the fox simply started thrusting, often resulting in cars spilling over the side of the highway. Beneath his feet, on the road below, other vehicles were utterly flattened as he took careful, calculated stomps along his way.
Eventually, with his pile of vehicles reaching nearly a hundred feet tall and his dick still aching for release, something else caught his eye: the Shinkansen, zooming along beside his hip like a super-charged model train.
This train was too fast for him catch, but he’d be ready for the next one. Atu kicked out the bridge on which the tracks lay, creating a drop-off where the tracks would normally go. Atu knew the Shinkansen came out of a nearby tunnel, and he knew the conductor would have no idea that the bridge was out.
He positioned his plump posterior in front of the drop-off and waited. A few minutes later, he heard the telltale signs of a high-speed train on its way. And just as he expected, the conductor had no idea where the train was headed until it was too late. The conductor slammed on the brakes as he saw the fox looming in front of him, but the train was going far too fast.
Atu gently spread his cheeks, revealing his tight pucker positioned directly in front of the drop-off. Moments later, the train slammed into it, as if entering another tunnel. It was hard, but not violently so — just as if he was actually getting fucked. Atu moaned and reached back, grabbing the now-stuck train and forcing it deeper inside of him. After just a few thrusts and another roar of pleasure, he began to unload his seed all over the city, flooding the streets below. “Sorry, monster movie fans,” Atu chuckled once his orgasm began to taper off. “This one’s X-rated.”
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