Nyanuxk grumbled to himself. Another day at work. Another day of meaningless tasks. Another day of his boss being an asshole and not being able to do anything about it.
He looked out the window longingly. It was an absolutely gorgeous day in Kuala Lumpur, and the fluffy dragon would much rather be out in the city enjoying it, feeling the warm sunbeams on his back. Instead, he was stuck in this stuffy office building, trapped in his cubicle until the evening.
“Hey, Nyan,” his boss said, poking his head around the wall of his cubicle. “I’m gonna need you to stay late tonight and finish that report. Don’t screw it up like last time.”
Nyanuxk seethed. It was his boss’s fault that the last report had gotten messed up, not his. And the current report was supposed to be due at the end of the week, not tonight.
The dragon snapped a pencil in half. Anyone who knew Nyan knew he was typically mild-mannered — and some would even say cute. But he would occasionally have moments of anger like this at work, when he felt he was being unfairly fucked over.
…Only this time, the rush of blood Nyan felt didn’t stop. The anger subsided, but the adrenaline didn’t. The dragon’s heart beat harder and harder, as if it was about to leap out of his chest.
And then Nyanuxk began to grow, sudden bursts of size hitting one after another. In an instant, he had flattened the walls of his cubicle. His boss turned around in alarm, but he was quickly smothered by the growing dragon. In a matter of seconds, he filled the entire room from floor to ceiling. And he just kept growing, bursting up to the next floor, and then the next, and all the way up until he grew out of the entire building!
The exterior walls crumbled around the gigantic dragon as he loomed over the business district of Kuala Lumpur, his arousal at the situation on full display to everyone in the city. Forget working — he was taking the rest of the day off!
Nyanuxk’s eyes instantly focused on a pair of skyscrapers in the distance: the Petronas Towers, at one time the tallest buildings in the world. He was nearly the same height as them, and still growing!
The fluffy dragon began to walk toward the towers. As soft as his fur was, his paws still did enormous damage to the city below, but Nyanuxk couldn’t care less. The tiny residents of the city were beneath him now — figuratively and literally. And to add further humiliation to their plight, Nyanuxk’s pink, humanoid cock began to leak as it throbbed in the Malaysian sky, dribbling precum onto the city below. If his steps were like earthquakes, the drops of sexual fluid were like aftershocks. Even the tiniest amount of the clear liquid caused the little furs below to shake and drop to their knees when it impacted the ground.
By the time Nyan reached the Petronas Towers, he easily outscaled them. His growth had finally tapered off with the fluffy dragon about half a mile tall — more than a thousand feet higher than the tips of the twin skyscrapers.
In the time it had taken him to walk here, the dragon had plenty of time to think about what he might want to do with the buildings — each jam-packed with micros who had no chance to evacuate.
Nyanuxk reached toward the left one and gently snapped off the top third of the building. He held it next to his aching shaft, comparing the size. Perfect. It gradually dawned on the tiny furs in the building what he planned to do, but it was already far too late.
The dragon began to press the piece of the skyscraper into his cock, gently stretching his urethra as he did. The people inside soon found themselves somewhere dark, humid and musky, the walls of the broken building compressing around them with each clench and throb of Nyanuxk’s shaft.
Before long, Nyan felt the building — and the hundreds of people inside — settle into one of his testicles. His balls gurgled hungrily, beginning to churn up their meal. But there was plenty more to come. He moved on to the next chunk of the building, repeating the process until the first tower had completely disappeared into his nuts.
Then, he turned to the other skyscraper with a devilish grin on his muzzle. The people inside who hadn’t yet evacuated looked up in fear. Their fate was already sealed as Nyanuxk reached for their building.
Of course, even if they had been able to get out in time, it’s not as if they’d be safe for much longer. After all, this was just the start of the lewd fun Nyanuxk planned to have around the city.
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