The Greater Hellbeast woke up with a shock, his eyes flying wide open to face the harsh rays of the morning sun, shining down from a blue, cloudfree sky.
The harsh light caused the Hellbeast to squint it's eyes shut again, snorting and shaking it's head furiously. Slowly, Grimtooth went by to open his eyes again. 
He was laying on his back among a lush, green landscape dotted with small mountainridges and even smaller concrete settlements. Although barely visible to the naked eye of the Hellbeast,
he could feel the life forces of the millions of miniscule souls that inhabited the tiny land that surrrounded him. A bit further away the smoke plumes of several hoof-shaped craters 
still continued to rise into the skies. 

Then an uncomfortable feeling struck Zuul. 
He could feel a wetness across his chest that was slowly spreading down to his abs before running off to the muscular sides of his body. 
Annoyed, since he never had enjoyed rain, the Hellbeast tore his gaze from the smokeplumes to stare down at his chest. Rather than seeing the tell-tale signs of raindrops upon his fur 
the Greater Hellbeast instead came face-to-face with his own, swollen and throbbing malehood. Sharp sunrays reflected themselves upon the glistering, lubricated black-spotted flesh and several
strings of his own lubrication had attached themselves to the fur of his muscle-bound chest. Although, that wasn't the true cause of the wetness, instead Grimtooth stared at his seven, swollen
cockslits whom all had seemed to create individual waterfalls of thick, opaque pre-semen that ran along his throbbing member, onto his chest, sides and finally to land on the
landscape below, spreading out in a slowly growing pool. Upon striking the landscape that still not had been heated by the sun huge piles of steam rose from the impact, creating huge 
musk-scented, chocking clouds that rolled over the landscape. 

Then Grimtooth remembered. 
His dreams had been filled with a series of arousing, erotic images that had flashed through his feral, Magic-induced brain. Normally Zuul wouldn't mind such 
images but in this period of time, the mating season, they became a constant bother for the Ascended, Alpha Hellbeast. Neither did it help that his malehood and seven cock-slits became
hyper-sensitive towards any kind of friction, often resulting in a rapidly growing erection. This was less than ideal and he could already feel the first rolling waves of irritation 
pricking his mind like tiny needles. The amount of grooming required to clean himself would take as much time as half-a-body grooming and it would still leave him on edge due to
his failure to find a suitable, female Hellbeast mate that could cool his ardour. He briefly toyed with the idea of travelling back to Infirium to mate with his new, Corrupted
Everlasting Dragon female, what was it she called herself? His mistress? Though, Grimtooth decided against it as he remembered what had happen to the first, Corrupted Dragon female
when he had attempted to mount her. Although she had been just as impressive in size as the Hellbeast himself she had been unable to take the full length of his quivering, throbbing
malehood. She had even been unable to contain his first load which had seeped out from her female parts like a vulcano spewing forth hot, molten lava. When Zuul finally had emptied 
his last and twelfth load she had already been dead for a couple of heartbeats, the rush of the Dragon's powerful soul causing the Hellbeast to experience a surge of energy he'd never
felt before. Then he had feasted upon her flesh, as it would be a shame to let any meat go to waste. 

"No, it's better to search for a fitting mate", thought Grimtooth. 
When he mounted and mated with a female he wanted to feel welcomed inside her, feeling her warm, slick insides gripping and carassing his swollen member in it's full length
rather than meeting resistance and whimpering pleas. 

A grunt similar to that of a defeated sigh escaped the Hellbeast's black lips, along with the spoken, guttural words "mess" before he, without thinking, angled his muzzle forward. 
A thick, meaty tongue came flying from Grimtooth's maw to clean up the mess. He had grown accustomed to the salty, musky taste of himself so neither did the taste nor the odour 
caused the Greater Hellbeast any discomfort, just the excessive amounts of grooming it would require for him to get clean again. 

As his rough tongue brushed over the main cockslit it bulged and swelled shut, along with the six other cockslits due to their sensitive state. 
A tingling sensation errupted across the Greater Hellbeast's entire malehood, beginning at the cockslits, where sensitive swollen flesh met flesh as they
swelled shut and travelled down across his impressive length. A whimpering gasp followed as Grimtooth violently rose up to land kneeling, on all fours, 
his swollen malehood following suit and crash-landed upon the landscape below. In just a couple of heartbeats several cities and millions of souls had perished as the Greater
Hellbeast's gigantic member crashed into the earth. Shimmering, translucent embers rose from the destroyed landscape around the Hellbeast's cock, The Flight of Souls. 
Souls that would be absorbed by the monstrous demon above to feed his ever-growing strength. Although insignificant on their own the cloud of souls from departed humans
and Ferr alike continued to flow into the Greater Hellbeast, their entry being felt as tiny tappings all across his body and on his already tortured malehood.
The landscape shifted beneath Grimtooth's swollen member, turning the fertile land filled with cities, mountains and lakes into a dark-brown mass of twisted earth
underneath the pulsating Hellbeast cock. 

A whine escaped the Grimtooth's snout just before the uncoming floods of Hellbeast semen left the sanctuary of the Greater Hellbeast's ballsack and flooded into
his tortured malehood. Like a battleship firing it's cannons all seven of Zuul's swollen cock-slits suddenly opened wide, only to spew forth a monstrous mass of Hellbeast
semen upon the unfortunate continent. Grimtooth lost himself in the continuous thrusting, each thrust bringing forth another fresh load that exploded from his seven cock-slits,
only to splash upon the continent below. Upon his twelfth and final thrust Zuul finally felt how the explosive ejaculations died down to much smaller spurts of semen leaking from
his gigantic flesh-rod. Slowly, the Greater Hellbeast opened his goat-like eyes to view the landscape. Roughly 2/3'rds of the continent had been smothered in his musky, rapidly-spreading
liquid. Where once tall mountains and lively cities had stood, along with lush forests and green fields was now just a slow-moving mass of Hellbeast cum covering the continent. 


Jake Blakeworth, Ferrian Maned Wolf and a reporter walked out on his balcony to view the sights of the Greater Hellbeast from afar. 
Never in his entire life he had thought of seeing a Greater Hellbeast, much less the Ascended king of them all, Zuul Grimtooth, but here he was, lying sleeping upon their continent. 
At first Blake had snapped probably hundreds of shots with his camera, his thoughts going to the annual Reporter's Prize although now those thoughts had vanished as snowflakes
upon wet concrete when he saw Grimtooth's swollen member and the floods it belched forth. They rushed forward like an all-devouring carpet of destruction, smothering fields,
towns, mountains and cities alike without any mercy. As they grew closer Jake could feel the earth rumbling beneath his feet, the skyscraper they lived in groaning 
omniously at the approaching tides of Hellbeast cum. Instinctively, as a wave rose over the city, much like a growling, gigantic monster Jake threw the glass door of the
balcony open, shouting into the apartment. 

"Honey! Get the kids....!", that was all he managed to say before the wave took him. 
Suddenly his ears filled with sudden rush of waves, along with his lungs and throat being filled with Hellbeast semen as he was thrown about. 
The Maned Wolf Ferrian tried to spit it out but to no avail, once he opened his maw more semen rushed in. Desperately he tried to swim but the currents were too strong, pulling
him back and forth. Chocking he tried to swim upwards although there was no sense of direction. Slowly, his eyelids began to grow heavy as he couldn't fight the reflex to
breath any longer. Copious amounts of Greater Hellbeast semen rushed down his throat, filling his lungs 'til the breathing finally ceased. 


Grimtooth shook himself all over, content with no longer being under the spell of that uncomfortable, rigid feeling. 
Slowly, he rose onto his shaggy hooves to glance out over the ruined continent, his now limp malehood slowly retracting into his enormous sheath once again. A quick look 
down upon his muscular body revealed not only a sticky chest but also a pair of thighs and a ballsack smeared in his own, life-giving, musky liquid. An annoyed grunt followed
as he set his destination to another, nearby continent. At least there he hopefully could groom himself clean. 


Meanwhile the residents of the new continent watched in horror
as the gigantic being approached their land, it's size so great that it blocked out the sun and casted it's enormous shadow across the entire landscape. What were they going to do?


THE END