A rumble echoed across the forest, shaking pine cones out of trees, and waking the wildlife. The source of this loud rumble was the stomach of a unusually large cub, standing at 10 stories tall, his yellow coat, white tuft, and enormous ears leaving a crater where the bunny boy slept. The giant cub prefered to go by the name of Joey, and today he woke up to an empty stomach, something that he was soon going to fix. Standing up the cub tore through the trees, causing the ground to shake with a low thump every step he took. The young cub made sure to crush any wildlife he saw that didn’t move out of his way in time, enjoying the crunching and splatter of the animals bones and viscera on his giant yellow pawpads. Despite how hungry the cub was, he wasn’t interested in eating the wildlife, today he was looking for a meal that could feel, think, and scream just like him, he was out to play with his food today.


        Stepping out of the forest into a clearing, the giant cub saw the place he was looking for right across from him, a city of immeasurable size, certainly containing millions on millions of innocent civilians for him to crush and devour. Slowly walking towards the city, the cub spotted a highway, full of cars stuck in a traffic jam, the young cub saw this as the perfect opportunity to start his playdate with the lives of hundreds of innocent furries. Walking on the road, the cub made sure to crush every car he could find on the path with his dominant paws, quickly crushing and spilling the guts of every fur in their car, all with a loud crunch. Most civilians stayed in their car, probably too shocked with fear as the cruel giant crushed everything around them, but a few bring furs climbed out of their car and tried to run. With a quick sweep of his paw the cub picked up the runners and slowly gripped his hand, harder, and harder, watching with glee as the bugs in his hand screamed and contorted as he crushed their bones, until eventually after what seemed like and eternity for those in his grasp, he used the full force of his grip, popping the lower half of their body instantly, and threw them has hard as he could into the ground. The cubs path of terror continued like this until the highway brought him to his first building, where the real fun could begin.


        Now erect from his highway journey, the young cub started to hug the 15 story building in front of him, thrusting his throbbing uncut member into the offices of the smaller furs, crushing some, and mangling others on the steel framework of the building. Slapping his crotch up against the building the young cub enjoyed the rough and sometimes moist texture of the building against his member. Hugging the building tighter and tighter as he approached climax. The structural foundations of the building started to slowly give out until as if on cue the building collapsed in unison with the cubs release. The cub wasn’t quite yet old enough to produce semen, but he still shook in pleasure from the spasming of his unusually large member. With the building now in a pile of rubble, the cub decided to finish off any of the surviving furs from his perverse destruction. Plopping his butt down on the pile as hard as he could the cub started to rub his ass back and forth along the rubble, crushing, skewering, and smothering any of the surviving furs. Standing back up the cub looked over his handiwork with the building, taking pleasure in seeing the dead bodies of fur that he had created, fully knowing that those furs had the same intellectual, emotional, and sensory ability as him, only missing the power of size that he held. Perhaps that’s why he loved snuffing them out so much, abusing his absolute power over them, ignoring all morality. Now finished with his playtime, the cub looked out on the city to find what he was looking for in the first place, a meal to satiate his hunger.


        Looking around the hungry cub searched for a suitable feasting spot, and he certainly found one. Off not too far in the distance he saw a football stadium packed to brim with delicious live meat for him to consume. Running towards the stadium the cub made leaps and bounds across streets, unknowingly crushing many furs on his path to the stadium, the only record of them being a brief squish on his massive pink pawpads. A sinister grin creeped along the cubs face as he approached the stadium, his mind racing with pleasure over the thoughts of consuming so many innocents. With massive crash the cub broke into the stadium, sending the smaller furs into a frenzied screaming, all of the panicing to escape the stadium, but only further blocking the exit. With a swing of his paw the cub scooped up what had to be at the very least 50 of these small creatures, and without even a second thought the cub threw his head back and slammed his cupped paw against his mouth, spilling all of them into his slimey, hungry gullet, and with a quick, deep, gulp, they were sent to their hellish death, to be slowly digested by the cubs stomach, their protests and screams silenced by the oppressive acids of his stomach, slowly disintegrating the flesh off of each and every one of them until they were nothing more than nutrients for a sick and twisted cub. Grabbing another handful of innocents the cub dropped them into his mouth, and started crush them between his teeth. Enjoying the flavor of blood and guts as he chewed them up like the food they were, he took joy in the initial struggling pounding against his mouth, fists, feet, and whatever they could find to attack his mouth with, until slowly the protests died down as he crushed their bones, each one of them letting out a satisfying pop as it broke and killed every single one of them. With a sickening gulp the cub swallowed the slurry of bones, guts, blood, and grey matter, giving the digesting furries a sickening surprise as they saw the remnants of their coworkers, brothers, sisters, and children, chewed up as if they were food, or rather to the cub, the food they were. Pawful after pawful the cub swallowed, chewed, drowned in saliva, and tasted the countless innocents he was removing from the world, until eventually after much suffering, he felt full and satisfied with his meal.


        Stomping out of the stadium the young cub made sure to cause as much damage and destruction as he could as he walked back to the forest from the city, taking pride in his death count, which when all said and done, came out to be around 4,000 innocent furs. Plopping down into his forrest bed, the cub pat his belly, taking pleasure in the screams and cries of those still being digested inside of him, and fell asleep, proud of the demented pleasure he felt from his cruel rampage. With that the innocents slowly digested, turning into nothing but a little energy for a giant evil bunny cub.