Elvish Supremacy by Necluda

6 hours earlier

Gildor was awakened by the sunrise just coming over the surrounding mountains in the desert. Smoldering ash and fire still burned in the town - the fires he had set while destroying the human civilization (if you could call it that) kept him warm throughout the night as he rested on his side after he had flooded part of the town with his cum. Remnants of seed and destruction wafted over him as he smiled and thought about what he could accomplish today. He sat up and scanned the area for any survivors - if there were any they were doing a good job of hiding. He reached his sinewy arm across the town, grabbed his sarong and proceeded to stand up to his full magnificent height, muscles lovingly glowing in the early morning sun. He strapped on his belt, concealing his semi-hard on. While he could have just dealt with it right then and there, he decided to practice a bit of self control until he found some more humans he could easily torment. He began to walk towards the light, figuring he would eventually find some more human settlements. Being 500 feet tall, the ground shook and quaked with heavy thuds heard for miles around…

Present

After making direct eye contact with the giant face above, you can’t really understand if he had seen you directly or if he was just staring at all the others trapped in the orb. Of course it was clear now this wasn’t an orb. You were but a speck trapped in the gigantic package of some demonic giant with large ears. Looking forward you could see the hand steadily hold open the fabric letting the light in, as the ground under you proceeded to lurch up in consistent jerking motions. In a flight or fight situation you make the choice to climb out of your sunroof and get to safety - not that there’s anywhere safe to go in a situation like this. Jumping overboard clearly means death, but staying put clearly isn’t going to work either now that the giant has locked eyes with you. Climbing out you run away from the hand towards what you figure is the body of your giant captor. Clamoring over other cars and hearing the screams of others you can see a massive dark patch of tentacles jutting out from the giant’s skin. Shaking your head you figure those must be his pubes and run toward them. You lose your footing on the last car and go tumbling forwards towards them; luckily crashing into them isn’t the death sentence you figured - they’re softer than expected and not coarse at all, and have an oddly pleasant aroma. You figure this is as secure a place as ever, and you’re rewarded for it. While you’re able to grab fist fulls of titan’s nether hairs and ‘buckle in’, the folks that you’ve left behind are about to meet a different fate.

The cloth you once thought was an orb seemingly falls away, leaving you with a direct view of the titan’s cock fully exposed. It’s become fully hard and juts out directly away from the body and is still rising to its full height. To say you’re emasculated is an understatement, but you can’t help but be in awe of the thing. That’s when tragedy strikes. All the other humans and cars around you that hadn’t fallen off the dick were suddenly mashed into unrecognizable paste as the being above grasped his member with his coiled fist and began lube up his cock. The sounds of the twisted metal, blood and remnants of life are sickening to watch, but from your ‘secure’ place you’re lucky; you’re just out of reach of the murderous fist as it works its way up and down the biggest dick you’ve ever seen. It’s only then you realize that you’re still in the middle of a city and well higher than most of the buildings around you save for the skyscrapers in the distance…

2 hours earlier

After stomping about the desert for some time, Gildor was starting to actually think that maybe the humans had wiped themselves out. He hadn’t seen any signs of civilization, and realized that maybe the increasingly hot climate had something to do with it. While the sweat dripping down his body only added to the sensual nature of him, it was mid day and he was becoming parched. He eventually found his way out of the desert and began to ascend the mountain range before him. Surely there had to be loads of lakes with fresh water? He could actually see other signs of animal life in the forest he was crashing through and began to take great care not to step on any of them. This forest did eventually give way to a massive lake - Gildor got on all fours and began to lap up an appropriate amount of water with his gigantic tongue, but made sure to leave some for the rest of the forest creatures. It was nice to see some things hadn’t been ruined in all this time.

Of course, he wasn’t able to avoid all destruction. One looking back on the path Gildor had created could see gigantic foot prints throughout the desert, and then the trail leading into the mountains full of smashed trees and rock slides. As Gildor raised his head up from the lake, he noticed something peculiar down the valley that led away from the water source. Nestled amongst the mountains seemed to be more structures not unlike those he had seen and wiped out the previous day! Flexing his arms, he pushed himself up and jumped up on his gigantic feet, the impact causing violent waves in the lake to crash upon the shore and sent a mini tidal wave down the river towards the settlement, wiping out buildings closest to the shore in a matter of minutes.

Gildor strode casually and curiously down the valley alongside the river towards the little structures. They seemed to be in better shape than the ones out in the desert, and looked a lot more advanced, but he couldn’t figure out where all the humans had gone to. There were even some buildings that appeared to be of larger height than those he had seen yesterday, yet no humans in sight. One building in particular stood out to him in the center of the town - this one was much taller than the surrounding buildings and had a high tower adorned with a golden statue and had many strange symbols around it. Of course compared to him, the tower only came up to just below his knees. Gildor hadn’t ever seen symbols such as these before in person, but he did remember hearing something about humans and how they tended to congregate in large groups from his elders. Gildor decided to get a better look and got down on his knees on either side of the larger structure, crushing the surrounding buildings and streets with his muscular shins and dirty feet. Looking on all sides of the structure he couldn’t figure out what to do, so he proceeded to rip the roof off of the structure, but left the tower in tact. AH-HA! - Gildor’s eyes went wide and he grinned. He surprised himself by finding where all the townsfolk had decided to hide. There seemed to be utter shock amongst the humans followed by pure chaos and chanting from those below, but he couldn’t understand what they were saying. Gildor was so large that his torso blocked out most of the sky for the little ones as he loomed over them, hair falling on both sides over his shoulders. That’s when the stirring in his sarong started back up again.

Gildor realized the power he had over these people did make him feel a certain way - he felt that sexual prowess starting to overcome his better instincts as his package began to swell in size. He also remembered how good it felt with the little guy in there from yesterday, no doubt crushed in the chaos of his last orgasm. Gildor reached out his massive right hand into the terrified crowd and grabbed a handful of them. He carefully lifted them up and over the wall of the cathedral with only an unlucky or stupid few jumping to their deaths. He pulled the band of his sarong forward, exposing his ever expanding cock and dumped the littles inside, snapping it shut to prevent any more escaping. Their chaotic ministrations over Gildors shaft and eventually balls excited him greatly as he began to moan and massage his chest and abs, all while running his massive digits over his cupped package, no doubt crushing some of his littles in the process. His other hand began to explore his taught bubble butt, as he pulled the sarong away from his crack and exposed his asshole for the congregation to see. He licked his finger and began to insert it lovingly around the rim, eventually penetrating the ring and going deep inside. Most of the humans on the ground were horrified at the sight of this gigantic sex act far above them, yet some were oddly aroused and glued to their seats. Gildor moaned loudly as he lightly caressed his insides.

Gildor then realized that while he had ripped the roof of the building clean off, he was uniquely positioned over the great bell tower that stood attached and in tact. It had been quite a while since Gildor had the company of another male elf and longed to have something deep inside him once again. The giant elf remaining on his knees began to position his taught ass lower and lower towards the great bell tower until his hole made contact with the golden statue adorning the roof. The elf moaned loudly as he engulfed the statue and then began to take the rest of the tower into him, all the while the worshipers were trying to escape the back entrance of the building. Sensing this, Gildor flashed them an evil grin as he grabbed cars, trees, and other various debris outside and dumped them all in front of the entrances, blocking any hope of escape. Knowing he had a captive audience, Gildor finally decided to unbuckle his sarong and toss it aside on a nearby building, letting his obscenely erect cock fly free. The little humans inside his sarong held on for dear life, some successfully attached themselves to the balls, and others to the head and shaft. The unlucky ones were cast aside with the sarong, likely falling to their deaths a few blocks away. Gildor’s progress on the tower was nearly complete as he began to sensually ride the tower, giving his prostate just the right touch that he needed to get things started. He started to ride the tower faster, slamming his ass into the ground without abandon. As he did this, his cock whipped around and actually smashed into some of the unfortunate worshippers towards the front of the room, crushing them into a mixture of bloody paste and precum. As he knew he was getting closer to orgasm, he finally grabbed his cock and began to stroke it vigorously, crushing any of the humans still attached to it. He was in pure bliss - his muscles glistening in the sun, the sweat raining down on his supplicants, and his insides feeling full for the first time in a long time.

Suddenly it was all too much - Gildor aimed his cock downwards towards the trapped humans and slammed his ass down onto the tower for one final time.

BOOOOOOM!!!!

His cock explodes with a massive volley of cum, obliterating anyone who was unlucky enough to be in the firing line. The next volleys take out most of the other humans in the building and eventually start to fill up the remaining space with the elf’s seed. Finally after about the 15th arc of cum, Gildor removed his hand from his cock and began to stand up, ripping the tower from it’s base in the process, as bits of it began to rain down from his asshole and onto anyone left alive in the cathedral. The chunks of stone made audible splashing noises in the pool of cum until Gildor began to stomp on the outer walls, effectively releasing the pool of cum into the surrounding neighborhoods and streets.

Grabbing his sarong he threw it over his buffed out shoulder, letting his spent dick sway free as he scanned the horizon. It was from this vantage point he could see out of the mountains and into the great valley below one large human settlement with structures far larger than any he’d seen thus far. Gildor then strode off in search of more humans to humiliate and control. Anyone left alive in the mountain village was treated to a goodbye view of Gildor’s firm asscheeks quaking and jiggling with each heavy footfall as he strode away.

To be continued...