Devastating Discovery --------------------- "Okay, very last try, for real this time." Nimble digits adjusted the dials on the particle influx and intensity parameters once more, locked the beam on target and set the sequence in motion. With a humming of the machinery, the tip of the focal array descended right down to the shimmering, grimacing face etched into the bronze-colored material, reflecting the blueish glow and speckling its glass cage with bright glints. Hesitating for just a moment, he crossed his fingers, shut his eyes and set it off. The gleaming flare was searing enough to let his vision flash behind his lids, the humming abruptly ending in a high-pitched whine as the particle beam bombarded its target, followed by utter silence once more. He opened his eyes to a blurry, reddish glow. He blinked a few times, lifting his glasses and rubbing his fingers against the bridge of his nose to make sure it wasn't just residual overstimulation of his optical nerves. But no, the amulet was definitely emanating a wavering, pulsing, deeply red-colored light. "Wow, it reacted!" The goat spun around to grab his quadrimeter, stubby tail flicking with excitement. The green illumination of the small liquid crystal display tinted the white fur on his face, the numbers scrolling down reflecting off of his rectangular glasses and violet irises as he pushed the little device up to the glass box. "Temperature: normal. Thetawave height: no change. Omicron levels: within bounds..." He mumbled to himself, scribbling notes on what was left of the sheet full of crossed-out ideas and cup stains, the stabilization of his mechanical right arm doing its best to keep the writing legible. "...photon emissions: n-none?" He looked up, slammed his meter back down and dropped the pen. It had stopped glowing. False alarm for enthusiasm after all, just pumped a bit too much into the thing and made it shimmer some. Coulda done the same with a rock or something. With a sigh, he yanked open the door of the shielded glass box and took the amulet out, now appearing very mundane in the morning light coming in through the single, large window of his lab. The screaming face dangling down from the chains almost looked like it was laughing at him now, after all he had to do to obtain this thing. But in the end, it seemed like it was just an old piece of jewelry, no matter how mysterious the circumstances of the disappearance of the civilization that it belonged to were. Stepping over cables and beside the machines cluttering his laboratory, he went up to the mirror above the sink speckled with colorful splashes of all sorts of chemicals poured into it over time. With a click, the clasp shut around his neck and the face came to rest over the fluff spilling out over the collar of his shirt. Brushing his hanging ears back, he couldn't help but smirk a bit, despite what a long night it had brought him. "Well, it does look kinda cute on-" The words got stuck in his throat as he watched the amulet flare up again. He keeled over as his pants suddenly felt like their dark fabric were strung tight into his waist. Before he could focus on the cause, there was a loud noise of them ripping, followed by an even louder cacophony of crashes as a rapidly expanding black mass filled both his vision and his lab. For a moment, he could feel the expensive machinery, carefully categorized supplies and rigidly adjusted furniture being turned into scrap metal, debris and sawdust respectively. His horns and back slammed into the ceiling, leaving a dent in it and forcing the air out of his lungs. His eyes glazed over and he saw only a flurry of stars. It took him a moment to come to. Tightly confined, his limbs barely able to move with his body pressed up into a corner of the room. His lab was totally ruined, the equipment bashed and broken, the walls bent out of shape and the whole place littered with debris poking into him uncomfortably no matter how he struggled to shift away from them. With a gasp into the hot air, he pushed the squishy mass in front of his face out of the way and tried to see what was going on, spotting only black flesh and a cracked ceiling, lit up by a wavering red light. He let out a scared whimper as he realized what he was looking at. With a resounding snap, the entire frame of the window into the lab was torn from its fixture by his cock tip, sending it plummeting down into the streets many floors below. A disembodied chuckle pulled him out of his stupor before it shattered. Disoriented, he tried to turn around to see where it was coming from, but couldn't spot anything beyond cracking plaster and the fluffy fur of his balls beneath him. As his gaze returned to his shaft again however, he recoiled. He immediately went to feel his face, but both his natural fingers on one side and the mechanical digits on the other told him that his features were still very much caprine. The reflection that was grinning back at him from the surface of dark skin however was the visage of a snow white mink, rose-colored lids under flowing hair of the same hue framing deep green eyes peering right into his. "It's been a while since I felt that kind of pull!" The voice was light, calm and chipper, but with an undeniably teasing undertone. It rung through his head with an ethereal echo, feeling like it was close enough to hear the lightest whisper, yet indeterminately far away. "And it's nice to have someone like you trying to help contain all this power, rather than those grim figures that tried last time. What's your name, cutie?" "I-I'm Onyx th... the..." The goat shook his head, then froze as a thought rushed through his mind. The glow. He grabbed at his chest - the amulet wasn't there. He frantically glanced around to see where it went during his chaotic relocation to the upper corner of the room, but instead found the deep red rune glowing on the back of his hand. A strange glyph wavering and shifting into twisted shapes he didn't just fail to comprehend, but had a hard time even looking at, the alien geometry tying his thoughts into knots. He winced, covering it with his metal hand, unable to avert his gaze otherwise. His breath was heavy, heart beating out of his chest, head swirling with disorder, confusion and the sense of sinking, seeping fear. "W-who are you? What do you want, what are you doing to me?!" He finally managed to blurt out, channeling the turbulent well of emotions into a few shreds of anger. The mustelid on the other side smirked and shook his head. "Tsk, you started it!" The accusatory tone in his voice wasn't convincing in the slightest, but it didn't improve on that sinking feeling in Onyx' stomach that he'd messed with something far beyond his control. "Well, some said I was the world devourer, death become flesh or the godcrusher, but in short: I'm the End!" His sense of dread only got more oppressive. "And I haven't done anything yet! Would be nice to relax a little though, sooo...." A small crowd of people had gathered around the site of the traffic accident caused by the falling window frame. With furrowed brows, they peered up at the odd, dark shape billowing from the hole in the wall, trying to make out what it was all the way from many stories below. Their curiosity was sated moments later: with a crash, a cloud of dust and a shower of debris, the fat, black shaft and the white furred nuts blew the entire building floor apart, its long shadow from the rising sun casting over them as its expansion picked up. Like a twig broken in half, the top part of the skyscraper tilted to the side, entering freefall with the furniture and occupants within thrown into the wall that was quickly redefining itself as the new ceiling. The bottom piece fared significantly worse, the weight of several tens of thousands of pounds of goat with a sharp tendency to increase further cracked its facades, smashed its windows and compressed its rooms' height by a significant margin. Onyx gasped as he suddenly found himself outside. The ceiling lifted itself off of him as his immense mass made him fall significantly faster than the rest of the tower, the failing structures beneath him not slowing him down one bit as his descent reduced the floors to rubble in rapid succession. He watched the cars on the part of the street he could see making dangerous U turns to try and speed off, but a moment later his line of sight was blocked by another couple hundred feet of cock. The screams of the crowd below were drowned out by the creaking, stretching and rushing of swelling, falling flesh, their panicked attempt to flee certain to fail as their final view of the sky was replaced by smooth, black skin adorned with a glowing circular symbol whose swirls etched themselves into their minds in their last remaining second. The force of the impact fused them, the cars, the road, the rest of the building and any other fixtures caught beneath into a deep crater. Four hundred feet of shaft with a pair of nuts to match, their sack wide enough to overfill the street and spill over the battered roofs on either side. The deafening noise blew out every window, screen and pane of glass in the vicinity, the localized quake causing the surrounding skyscrapers to lumber and wobble and the shockwave tossing speeding cars and fleeing populace several stories high into the air like toys, sending them spinning and hurtling into piles of wrecks and bodies. The ones who had barely escaped breathed a short sigh of relief before the sight of the flaring tip made it get stuck in their throats. The goat shuddered atop his fleshscape that had successfully cushioned his fall, but was now bombarding his synapses with more stimulation than they were prepared to handle. His eyelids fluttered, teeth clenched and spine arched back from every square millimeter of his enormity turning every crushed vehicle, ruined facade and broken water line into raw pleasure. He was unable to react to the spire looming above before it crashed into his right nut, the resulting cloud of dust shimmering in the light from the quivering fractals of the symbol that adorned them. His quiet moan went unheard within the cacophony of burgeoning meat, rigid muscles and rushing liquids. His urethra tensed up violently, sending rhythmic quakes through the surrounding area with every pump, his comparatively tiny body tossed around helplessly with every contraction. The lips of his monstrous shaft's head parted before the wide eyes of thousands, all silent and petrified by the stark realization that they were hopelessly doomed. The rope of precum outright pulverized everything in the direct blast zone, buildings torn down and streets drowned under waves five stories high at the mildest. An entire district and a half turned into a teeming, off-white lake with islands of debris. Once the acute barrage of euphoria subsided, the adrenaline hit him like a two by four to the back of the head. He keeled over, his body shaking, gasping for air. His vision was blurry, his ears rung and his mind raced as he processed what had just happened. The apartment complex he was in tumbling down around him, the screeches beneath him, the busy street now a trench deep enough to collapse any underground structure below. The horror of what he'd just done seized up his lungs with his mouth open wide in shock, a gurgle from his throat finally ending in a panicked, shrill and exasperated "NO!!!" "Heheh, yeah." The other voice was dripping with cruel intent, exacerbating his state of terror even further. "Just wait how much fun it's gonna be when you start growing~" The goat shuddered as his shaft slammed into the buildings on either side of the street, pushing their exteriors inwards with a series of troubling crumbling noises as primary pillars were blown into a fine powder and load-bearing beams crumpled up. The area he'd become accustomed to over the years was being reduced to rubble, the skyline clearing out before his very eyes. The familiar skyscrapers disintegrating into their constituent raw materials, plumes of dust and a cacophony of shrill screams that were quickly overwhelmed and cut off by the collapse of their surroundings. He felt dizzy, the blaring sirens and chaotic crashes sounding distant and muffled, but the joyous giggle echoing in his head was all the more clear. His hands barely caught his fall, squeezing into the smooth flesh sprawling out in front of him, his sight reducing from a tunnel to just a small spot, just enough for the mink's toothy grin. The fear seeped deep into every fiber of his being, leaving Onyx a whimpering, shivering, paralyzed mess. He could feel each and every structure crushed under his enormity, houses collapsing beneath his bulk, streets disappearing in the trench dug by his swelling shaft, districts buried below his balls. Some of these places he recognized by the sensation alone, before their memory was marred by their turgid implosion, leaving what was left of them tightly fused with the bedrock. He hardly managed to catch a glimpse of the once sprawling metropolis, but in that one moment what he did was burned into his mind to linger in his conscience for far longer than it lasted. A view of cracking ground, fiery explosions and outer regions already consisting of mostly debris, cast into shadow by a single vein eclipsing the rising sun and instead lit up by the glow of warping, eldritch runes stretching themselves further across his expanding form. He shut his eyes before he could see it being razed and ruined, but the image remained on his retinas, tinted an even deeper red by the infernal marks drawing their lines across his face and shimmering through his eyelids. He opened them again in shock as he rush of cold water splashed around his tip. The massive beast plunged into the ocean, the greatest ships thought to be firmly anchored were tossed and thrown among droplets of liquid many times their size. Surging relentlessly, the leviathan dove into the depths, its head disappearing only momentarily before its rising girth parted the raging surface once more. Onyx could feel the desperate barrage of artillery from the set of islands off the now-gone shore as barely a tickle against the lips of his monstrous shaft before they engulfed their would-be attackers, devouring them whole without slowing down its advance by one bit. He felt the last few missiles as puny blips inside, shuddering thinking about how places he'd once seen on a map and everyone on them were now lost and doomed within him. His multi-thousand mile long member slid across the sea floor, displacing millions upon millions of cubic miles of water in the process, making sky-high waves rise up and crash far over the shores. Entire countries abruptly found themselves submerged under a deluge higher than their mountains, drowned, broken and outright crushed by the towering tsunamis causing flash floods of unparalleled proportions. Places that were once far inland were suddenly fighting with the tides rushing over them and turning their streets into rivers. Onyx whimpered as his shaft began to grind up on the edge of the continent across the ocean, while the one he was on had almost entirely been ground into the bedrock below by his nutsack spanning across it. He could see the curvature of the world from up here, quaking and breaking apart under his grotesque heft. The azure of the oceans had given way to the gloomy crimson glow of the marks across his body, refracting the light all across the globe and tinting the planet a deep red. Despite being so far up, the air around him was hot and heavy, clouds intermixing with the mists rising off of his swelling endowments. He could almost sense the millions of wide eyes staring at his member as it emerged from the scarlet sea, pushing against the edge of the continent as it rose up straight into the sky. Its heavy musk washed over it, the swirling red clouds drenching the torn land loomed over by the monster in choking heat and hopeless despair. He clenched his teeth and tightened his legs as a heat welled up in his loins, the beast bucking and burgeoning, each of its motions amplifying the unhinged panic reigning below, the minuscule populace hopelessly ill-equipped to deal with the gigantic monstrosity, much less escaping from the certain demise that the incomprehensible symbols upon its surface spelled. No matter how hard he struggled to hold it back though, he could feel his urethra swell up, veins pulsing with deafening force, tip flaring up. He panted desperately as the droplet of precum formed, fingers digging deep into his own flesh, every muscle in his body tensed up to try and restrain the certain apocalypse just a few moments longer, a fight he knew all too well he'd lose in the end. The dollop's descent was like a meteor falling. It blew away the clouds as it plummeted down, the displaced air already palpable with it still far above ground, causing gales strong enough to whirl trucks into the air, uproot trees and fold houses over like they were made of cardboard, the already present floods being force further inwards and ripping entire cities from their foundations in the raging waves. Before it made contact, the pressure wave detonated like an explosion, outright atomizing everything in the blast zone, fusing all matter within it into a raw plasma soup and pulverizing all in its wake. Finally, the impact could be felt across the entire world as the strongest quake recorded to date, leaving a countries-spanning crater filled with a new ocean of thick, creamy liquid, as the surrounding area was reduced to nothing but dust and ash. The survivors at the edge of the cataclysmic event a thousand miles away felt no relief in their position however. They were utterly petrified instead, as the throbbing behemoth at the horizon began to lean toward them, filling more and more of their vision with its inescapable bulk. Onyx' eyes rolled up, his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he let out a squealing moan. The sensations of billions of tons of erogenous flesh crashing into the earth were simply far too much not to. It split the continent in twain and the world into pieces, deep fissures radiating through the dying planet, its red-hot insides spewing out pairing themselves nicely with the cinder glow from the runes pulsing with the excited rhythm of his heart. The warmth of magma washing around his shaft made his spine arch involuntarily as he plunged deeper and deeper into the molten rock, his muscles finally relaxing, stubby tail wiggling with anticipation. He inhaled sharply and bucked his hips violently, mouth agape, pupils dilated and eyes staring off into nothing. With a turgid throb his endowments blew out to twice their size in a single surge of growth. His tip pierced through the other hemisphere moments before his cock stretched the devastated, rocky husk around its girth. It could barely even let out its final, defeated sigh before it ripped apart into naught but a flurry of pebbles, floating out into space among the whirling droplets of lava. His apocalyptic member swelled, bulged and heaved, its underside distending under resounding creaking and groaning, unleashing a rope of precum so vast, long and dense that it could only be a harbinger of the climax being at the very edge of wiping out the rest of the solar system. He exhaled with a shiver that shook his body so hard that it was almost like a seizure. His mouth was still open, his eyes still wide, but his pupils were now focusing deliberately into the nothingness that he'd left in his wake. His throat felt like it was tied shut, he was unable to swallow, his stertorous breaths rattling in and out. The coldness of the empty space around him causing clouds of steam to form against his endowments, having replaced the planet's atmosphere entirely with its own. The abject horror of what he'd just done sunk deep into his core, aghast at not only witnessing, but bringing on Armageddon by the throb of his cock. He was an unparalleled extinction event, obliterated everything and everyone he'd ever known, wiped out every trace of the achievements from thousands of years of civilization in just a short few minutes. But an even deeper dread welled up in him, the unshakeable fact that he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of it, incomparably more amazing than anything else he'd ever felt, enough that simply thinking about it caused another shot of pre to burst from his tip, despite his peak having already grown distant again. He slumped into the cleft of his nuts, staring at the stars glinting back at him like nothing happened. Quivering uncontrollably in fear of himself. "Wow, you made it!" The accursed, gleeful voice jolted him out of his paralysis. The startling shock that it wasn't over was somehow still preferable to being alone and one with the horrific monster, letting him channel his thoughts on the threat at hand smiling warmly at him instead. "Didn't think you'd last. Maybe you could *actually* be a vessel for all this overflowing power then! Try not to break-" As if to get their comeuppance, the stars that hung so apathetically in their firmament suddenly found themselves detonating against small fractions of the light-centuries worth of caprine manhood. Within the blink of an eye, the goat experienced the secrets of the boundless reaches of the universe first-hand, dick first. How insignificant the observable part had been. What vast distances lay between the signs of sentience. Into which contortions space could warp. The scale of the intergalactic empires dividing the pockets of densely clustered hyperclusters between each other. And just how finite it truly was, overfilled in a mere instant, the astral barrier tearing apart like wet tissue around the cosmic monstrosity that he was. And it barely even made his cock twitch. He exhaled, steadying himself with both of his hands between his legs. There was so many of them. Shining, smooth spheres, wavering with bright blue light. The glowing tendrils of runes spread across him reached out to them, their touch making the bubbles quiver and turn a stark, silent gray. He whimpered, the unshakeable dread of their every inhabitant palpable. Their desperation rising to ever more feverish highs right up until the point of their annihilation. Their cataclysmic cessation just a tiny blip against his overencompassing vastness, every idle pulse from his slowing heartbeat wiping them out by the billions. Ravaging extraplanar structures beyond his comprehension, yet so far beneath his might. He winced at how easy it was. His arms steadied and he inhaled, calmly. He straightened his back and closed his mouth. There was no way they could get him off like this. There was only one sensible option. He swallowed as he made his decision and pushed his hands forward; to rub. The flurry of universal implosions against his shaft was like slight, pleasant vibrations. Not nearly enough to be satisfying, and yet demanding a sacrifice far eclipsing panuniversal scales. The shudder of dread raced up his spine again, but instead of enrapturing him with panic it just made the corner of his mouth twitch. The devastation amplified exponentially, scratching further at the edges of infinity, bringing ruin on a scale he wouldn't dare to imagine. Yet with diminishing returns for him, his efforts only redoubled again, huffing, staring at his hands glowing happily with symbols of encouragement and pushing them deeper into his flesh. Abruptly, a cosmic force engulfed him, like hands closing tightly around every square millimeter of his boundless endowments. Filled with anger and unbridled rage, it stopped his advances upon the greater expanses of existence dead in its tracks. Confining him entirely, ceasing his growth and squeezing the air out of his lungs. The vice grip tightened with a deafening, incomprehensible roar ringing through his body, mind and soul. Hellbent on stamping out this threat to all creation right there and then, without a shred of mercy or chance of recourse. Rising pressure toward the point of turning him into a single, condensed speck of quantum particles. He grinned. In the span of a single point in time, Onyx not only broke out of the feeble grasp, but eradicated an entire supersection of ortodimensional planes, quashing the insubstantial notion of infinity right in the cleft of his nuts. He laughed as reality ripped apart around him, the ghastly screeches of entire pantheons of outer gods a fitting background track for his domination of their paltry domains. Enjoying the feeling of innumerable spacetime continuae crushed in a single wrinkle in the skin of his cock, the hapless crunches of indestructible barriers shattering and the desperate whimpers of immortals faced with utter cessation. He relished his role as a monstrosity far beyond the greatest, omnipotent minds, reveling every exacerbating moment of his horrific existence bringing untold destruction above measure and comprehension. His shaft collided with a black, soft, warm wall, the humid heat emanating from it washing over him. He ground across its surface as his expansion escalated, each violent surge sending quakes through it that made it quiver and shake despite its immense size, finally finding something to serve to its stimulation. Every single millimeter he slid along, the amount of surreality omniclusters erased between the behemoths of flesh multiplied vigintillion-fold by another octingentillion septingentations. The smug reflection of the mink gave way to an elated smile, a blush drawing across his face as the goat's tip smooshed into his, their lips pressing against each other tightly, monstrous cocks kissing with omnifinities detonating in the middle. Not stopping his advances for a moment, Onyx pushed on, parting the lips and shoving his shaft down into the depths of the other extracosmic beast, sliding into the hot, pulsing confines tightening with every relentless surge of growth. He couldn't help but chuckle as he managed to elicit a moan from Melli as his size first rivaled, then eclipsed the mink's, his stretching urethra first shimmering with the glow of the symbols within it, then widening to several times its girth as the blast of precum unleashed untold volumes into it, making the fluffy wall of nuts swell up violently under deafening, roiling churns. "Eheheh, getting pretty tight in here!" The goat teased, bucking his hips, his consciousness swimming with euphoria, his enormity stretching his new fleshlight so thin that he could feel it wrapped tightly around every fold and vein. "Nff!" The mink's next growth spurt was enough to turn the tables again, swallowing up the goat's shaft all the way to the base, only his balls stopping the sudden, pleasurable deep plunge. Yet despite the difference in size, the amplifying deluge of pre was still sufficient to bloat it to twice its girth with ease. "Try not to get devoured by the beast down there~" Onyx sighed, a single twitch of his shaft sent ripples of force through the other set of endowments, bringing on another bout of joyous noises. "You try not to break before you get me off~" The boundlessness of all and ever shook with unparalleled dread.