As he leaned in, Brent’s chest tingled with a swell of utter giddiness. His eyes bounced across the glass panes, between the concrete edifices so delicately carved and the interiors of towers many stories high, all perfectly furnished, their inhabitants filling hallways and offices and apartments, each face turned outwards unique and magical to his bright eyes. This was better than he’d ever imagined, and it was all he could do to not burst out into boyish giggles.

“So, am I good, or am I good?” A deep bass of a chuckle rolled down from on high. In the streets cars shook before their occupants ran from them screaming, the pavement giving way to a flowing menagerie of bipedal beings, each resembling a breadth of animals of nearly every shape and size. Just behind the scrambling, shrieking masses, an enormous, hairy foot slammed into the earth, crumpling vehicles into flat discs and molding the asphalt into several-foot deep craters.

The enormous man grinned down on the animal city at his toes, his smile looming above his smooth-skinned, tubby bulk that wobbled naked between the buildings, soft sides threatening to spill against the shining structures, wide hips swaying in his wake as he watched his feet thunder against the road from over the curvature of his gut. In his hand he gripped a trailer, its truck lost somewhere in the cratered ruins behind him, fingers denting the boxy shape to their grasp.

Brent laughed as his flabby belly bumped into a building. Concrete and glass crackled and crumbled as muffled cries burst forth, the structure groaning and bending slightly from the strain,

“Oops, I should be careful! I’ll knock it over!”

He lifted the trailer to his lips, opening his jaws wide to pour crates of food onto his fat, wet tongue, bouncing them back before crunching them to shreds against boulder-sized teeth, sending them into that gut with a wet swallow that echoed through the streets all on its own.

His thick fingers scratched his padded, titanic chest, “Aww, c’mon, I can’t break it! Not yet, anyways…these little guys are too cute! Besides, it looks like I planning on eating the place out of house and home, anyways!”

Brent whooped as he took a step, the emptied semi trailer tumbling from his fingers to crash against the sidewalk below. Thick, wide arms swaying ponderously as his heavy, wide feet sent a dozen more cars crunched into oblivion, and dozens more alarming as they bounced upon their suspensions. He rumbled a growl, toes flexing in the roadway he crushed to dust. He grinned back at a row of canines gawking in a fifteenth-floor office to send them scattering for cover adorably while his own manhood rested in his meaty and hairy hand. “You like it, hun?”

He nudged one of the few unsmashed cars below with his big toe, “I’m HUGE here…I feel like I could plow through this city without thinking. Every move I make shakes this place to the core…” His laughter grew as he bounced upon his toes, the thunderclap of his shaft slapping his thighs harmonizing with the rumbling sway of the surrounding skyscrapers and the dampened wails of the furred folk within. “And these little guys…” He reached out to that office window, giddily tapping at it with a fingertip, “They’re so cute! I can’t wait to get my hands on some of them…”
“And it’s all mine. I’m gonna fucking RULE this world like a king…”

Brent smiled warmly, “Like a gods. Like the god I know I am.”
The cityscape had a precious few seconds of peace before Brent’s eager, devious rumbling voice thundered into the silence.

“So, wanna break this place in? I figure I have a bit before we have a military to tangle with.”

Brent grinned as a low, rumbling gurgle erupted from the larger man’s belly, reaching down to gently rub across its girth, “I was thinking I’d grab a little dinner…this is a world of animal people, right? I bet I can find a crowd full of the ones that taste good.”
Brent chuckled, his belly quivering with each laugh. “There’s bound to be plenty of different flavors walking around, just waiting for me to sample.”

With a devious grin, the colossal titan began to stroll down the street, his thundering footsteps shaking the entire city as he searched for the perfect spot to indulge himselves. He casually swatted at vehicles and buildings, reducing some to rubble with just the flick of a wrist, all the while delighting in the screams and panic from the tiny animal people that were desperately fleeing from the giants’ rampage.

He spotted a large gathering near a city center, where the locals had been attending what appeared to be a celebratory festival. He gestured towards the gathering excitedly, “Oh, look! It’s like they prepared a buffet just for me! How kind of them.”

Brent licked his lips in anticipation, his eyes scanning the crowd for the tastiest looking animal people. “Mm, right. Well, I should definitely thank them for their hospitality.” He smirked as they approached the city center, his massive shadow casting a terrifying darkness over the festivities below.

As buildings toppled under the sheer force of his approach, the giant gingerly reached down with his enormous hands, scooping up clusters of squealing, panicked animal people. He brought his prizes close to his faces, examining his terrified captives before plucking several of them from his hand and popping them into his mouths, crunching down with satisfied grins.

The taste was even better than they had imagined, each animal person being a blend of flavors true to their species. Brent relished in the succulent taste of a cow person, or the tender, juicy flavor of a pig person.

“These are amazing!” He moaned, scooping up another handful of the kicking, terrified creatures. “I should have found this world sooner.”

Brent, his lips smacked with delight as he gulped down a mouthful. “I’ll have a wonderful time here, I love it.” His grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “And with each meal, I’ll just grow even more powerful…even more unstoppable.”

With gluttonous eagerness, the giant continued his feast - indulging in the fear and taste of an abundance of animal people. His reign of terror had just begun, and neither could think of any other way he’d rather spend his lives - as the monstrous, uncontested god of this world.
Brent thought about what he said “And these little guys…” “They’re so cute! I can’t wait to get my hands on some of them…” And seeing another tall office building he approached and looked through the windows of the last floor. He saw one different creature in each of the office room. He scrutinized them and his gaze stopped on a muscular male cheetah dressed like a businessman. Alarge smile apeared on the bearded face of the massive giant, he wanted to catch that cheetah between his fingers, feeling his diminutive yet firm and muscular body under the tips of his fingers.
With a mischievous glint in his eye, he slowly reached his enormous hand towards the office building. The colossal digits expertly maneuvered through the shattered glass and twisted framework until they finally hovered just above the muscular cheetah businessman.

From his perspective, the sight must have been incredibly surreal and terrifying; the giant fingers descending upon him like the claws of a merciless predator. Yet, there was something strangely fascinating about the contrast between his well-toned, tawny body and the massive, pale and hairy hand that sought to ensnare him.

With a grin, Brent moved with the precision of an experienced hunter, plucking the cheetah from his office with a soft yet firm grip. He lifted the trapped businessman towards his face, taking a moment to admire the intricate patterns of his fur and the defiant scowl that adorned his sharp, feline features.

“Wow !” He exclaimed, a hint of excitement in his voice.“He’s quite cute ! So strong and muscular, even in this tiny form.”

Brent inspected the trapped cheetah. Even as his massive shadow fell across the captives, he was forced to admit that the sight of his small, fierce prey ignited an indescribable thrill within him. “Indeed,” he rumbled with a low chuckle. “Ferocious but powerless - a perfect combination.”

Brent cradled the captive cheetah between his fingers, giving him a gentle squeeze as if to reassure the terrified creature.

“Don’t worry,” he cooed to the trapped feline, “I’ll take good care of you.” Then, without hesitation, he pinned him against his chest, excitedly savoring the mix of his musky scents and terrified squirms.

Brent grinned, proud of his newfound dominance. His rule in this world was off to an exciting start. And while his reign of terror was fueled by fear and destruction, it was the power and pleasure he found in these vulnerable, unique creatures that truly stoked his passion for conquest.
He was delighted by the handsome feature of the diminutive male cheetah. Brent looked down at him to and found the dwarfed big cat was cute.
The small, muscular creature trembled under his gazes, caught between terror and awe at the giant that circled him.

“Aren’t you just adorable?” Brent gushed, his voice resonating through the air. “Those eyes, so fierce and full of defiance! I think I want to keep you around for a while.” The anthro cheetah couldn’t understand the language of the giant and trembled with fear.

A playful smirk spread across Brent’s face as he carefully ran the tip of his massive index finger down the side of the cheetah’s body, feeling the firm muscles and smooth fur beneath. “I can’t argue with that. You have such an appealing presence. I’m sure you’ll be an entertaining addition.”

Brent’s eyes danced with wicked amusement. “If I want to keep him, how about we come up with a set of rules for him ? Even in this tiny form, I’m sure there’s some way to get him to be of service to their new gods.” He thought aloud.

He then stared down at the still-graceful, even in captivity, cheetah businessman. “Yes, some rules will be needed for sure. He can serve as pet, but he must also remember his place beneath me. And if even he thinks of trying to escape or causing trouble, there will be consequences.”

His plans for the small, beautiful being now held tightly in his grasp were just beginning to unfold, and the endless possibilities for control, pleasure, and domination sent a thrill coursing through the giant titan.
Brent chuckled darkly to himself as he carefully cradled the cheetah in his palm, gazing down at him with an intense fascination.

“There’s so much potential here,” he murmured, his voice filled with hunger and desire. “So much power and pleasure to be had. I can’t wait to explore every inch of you.”

With a smirk, he began to stroke the fur of the trembling captive, delighting in the feel of the tawny fur and the way the cheetah squirmed in his grasp.

“You’re going to be mine,” he whispered, his breath hot against the cheetah’s face. “You’re going to serve me and obey me, and I’m going to make you beg for more.”

The captive cheetah could only shiver and tremble under Brent’s touch, his heart racing as he struggled to comprehend the enormity of his new master’s power.

But deep down, he couldn’t help but be excited as well. There was something undeniably arousing about being dominated by such an enormous, irresistible force - and though he knew that his future would be filled with pain and terror, he also knew that there could be pleasure beyond his wildest dreams.

As Brent continued to stroke him, the cheetah couldn’t help but wonder what his new life would hold. But whatever the future might bring, he knew that he was completely, utterly at the mercy of this giant - and that there was no escape from his dark, powerful grasp.
Brent chuckled as he was enjoying the way the trapped creature writhed and squirmed in his grasp. With a wicked gleam in his eye, he leaned in closer and whispered, “Don’t worry, little one. I’ll take good care of you. Maybe even teach you a few tricks.”

And with his captive cheetah held tight in his massive hand. He knew that his new pet would provide endless hours of entertainment, and he was excited to see what other wonders this new world had in store for him.
Brent gazed down at the trembling cheetah, cradled safely within his massive hand, he felt a surge of excitement at the unknown possibilities that lay ahead. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of possessiveness over the small feline, as if he were a coveted treasure that only he could possess. His attention was entirely focused on the cheetah and aroused by the thin and muscular form of the cheetah he decided to test his suppleness. Taking one of his ankle between the huge thumb and forefinger of each of his hands he started to make him do the split delicately but steadily. The eyes of the giant glowed with arousal and wonderment at the sight of the perfect predatory body of the way smaller and more diminutive feline he had under his total domination.
The cheetah felt an intense pain as his body was forced into the split position by the giant’s powerful grip. He gritted his teeth and let out a low growl as he struggled to keep his body from buckling under the immense pressure.

But at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of arousal and submission as the giant manipulated his body like a helpless puppet. Despite the pain, he felt a rush of excitement at being under the complete control of such a powerful creature and was eager to see what other sensations the giant would make him feel.

Brent chuckled at the sound of the cheetah’s growl, pleased by the way his new pet was reacting to his touches. He could feel the feline’s muscles straining against his grip and marveled at the strength and flexibility of his captive.

“I knew you were a strong one,” he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of admiration and lust. “I can’t wait to see what else your little body is capable of.”

With a smirk, he continued to manipulate the cheetah’s body, his fingers squeezing and prodding at the taut muscles as he explored every inch of his new pet. And as the cheetah squirmed and writhed in his grasp, Brent couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that he was completely under his control. The possibilities for pleasure and domination were endless, and he intended to explore every one of them.
After passing several hours to play and handle the cheetah and observed closely how his handsome slim and fit body stretched with suppleness between his enormous and callous fingers Brent opened his large mouth widely as he yawned loudly. The cheetah screamed as he was suddenly lifted higher than the height of a skyscraper when Brent stretched out his massive arms, the feline firmly held in the hand of one of them. He then moved to sprawl on his vast back and dropped the tiny cheetah between his humongous and hairy meaty pecs. “Time to have some rest my little cat. You deserve it ! But remember, I’m your master and your god, you belong to me and I want to have you there tomorrow ! You’ll see, we’d have a sheer lot of fun my supple tiny toy.” His deep voice resounded with a chuckle ans shortly after he started to slumber before falling in a deeper sleep.
The cheetah was exhausted as he was lying in the warmth of the massive torso of the giant, but as soon he heard the deep breathe of his captor adopting a slower pace he understood he was really sleeping.
Determined he carefully crawled across the wide meaty muscular landscape of the chest of Brent, it took him so much time, fearing the movement of his diminutive body in comparison could wake Brent up. And he managed to get his feet on the ground for real after having been held in the heavy and meaty clutch of these enormous fingers for so long.
He started to run, forgetting his own exhaustion. His way smaller form gaining distances from the mountainous form of the sleeping giant. He made some distances 500 meters; 700 meters, 1 kilometer …
But at the moment he was thinking he had get himself out of this sticky situation. He heard a loud grumble far behind him and looking back he saw his immense captor had waken up and was getting on his feet, his gigantic and burly form dwarfing the landscape around him.
Brent searched around him several minute, his eyes scanning the surrounding. The ground resounded under his steps as he was actively searching for his cheetah.
And he eventually spotted him, if the cheetah managed to make a bit more than one kilometer during these long minutes, the giant was closing the distance easily, ignoring all the obstacles he simply crushed under his massive feet he headed straight on the running feline.
The cheetah ran and weaving in and out between the collapsed building as the ground was resounding harder and harder. “I told you to stay with me!” Roared a loud and deep voice several hundreds of feet above him. And a deep shadow spread around him. Daring to cast a glance behind his shoulder the cheetah yelped as he saw the giant was already on the point to snatch him in his massive hand. He didn’t want to get squeezed between these monstrous fingers again. He ducked but stumbled and ended rolling in the dust and dirt. A humongous foot smashed the ground just in front of him. He crawled backward and his scream got muffled when a massive thumb and forefinger closed around his body.
Brent chuckled as he was squinting at the wiggling diminutive form of the cheetah. “Aw, you know I’ll always catch you back if you dare fleeing.” He turned the tiny feline body between his fingers. “And looks in what state you got yourself. Your nice fur… totally dirty !” The giant smirked and started to walk in direction of a small lake he could spot from his towering size. Decided to give a bath at his tiny pet and wash him.
As Brent approached the lake, the cheetah’s wiggling slowed down, understanding that it was truly futile to resist the giant’s grip. The enormity of Brent’s presence continued to awe and terrify the small feline, but he couldn’t help but feel a slight warmth begin to grow within him. Perhaps the giant’s care and attention wasn’t entirely without merit.

Once they reached the waterline, Brent knelt down, still gripping the cheetah firmly between his fingers. He lowered his hand into the cool waters, allowing it to gently envelop the cheetah’s body. He could see the tiny feline shiver, half in fear and half in anticipation.

With slow, gentle motions, Brent began to clean the cheetah, running his fingers through the fur to remove the dirt and grime that had accumulated during the escape attempt. Though his movements were powerful and controlled, there was a surprising gentleness to the way he cared for the small creature in his possession.

The cheetah found himself leaning into the touch, unable to resist the warmth and safety that the giant’s hand provided. His heart still pounded in his chest, and he continued to watch the giant with a wary eye, but something within him began to shift.

As Brent finished bathing his pet, he lifted the cheetah from the water, allowing the droplets to glide from the freshly cleaned fur. He noticed that the defiant glare emanating from the cheetah’s eyes had softened, and a small part of him felt pride.

“You’re such a good pet,” he rumbled softly, his voice warm with approval. “I knew you’d learn your place eventually.”

And while the giant couldn’t possibly know the thoughts and feelings swirling within the small cheetah’s mind, he continued to care for him with kindness and gentle authority.

For the cheetah, life in the clutches of this massive being was frightening and surreal, but perhaps there was more to it than terror and submission. As he dangled in the giant’s grasp, the cheetah couldn’t help but ponder the strange and twisted bond that was beginning to form between them. And as they settled down for the night, curled together with the giant’s massive hand acting as a protective cocoon, the cheetah took one last glance up at his captor and allowed himself to drift off to sleep amidst the warmth and pressure of his giant guardian.
Brent blown carefully on the cheetah to dry his fur.
As Brent gently blew onto the cheetah, the warm breath from his massive lungs wrapped around the small feline, causing his fur to ripple and dry with surprising efficiency. The cheetah couldn’t help but shiver slightly, both from the sensation of the enormous breath and the sheer awe-inspiring presence of the giant that cared for him.

With his fur now dry and clean, the cheetah looked up at Brent with a mixture of gratitude and lingering fear. There was no denying the undeniable power and control the giant had over him, but there was also a strange sense of comfort and security that accompanied it. As if being cared for by the massive being made him feel protected and cared for in a way he’d never experienced before.

Brent looked down at the cheetah, and his eyes softened as he noticed the small creature’s gaze on him. He couldn’t deny the growing bond between them, and he felt a sense of satisfaction and pride in knowing that his pet was beginning to trust him, even if only just a little.

“You’re safe with me,” he rumbled softly, his voice gentle and soothing. “You are my pet now, and I will take care of you.”

And with that thought, night began to fall around them, the world enveloped in darkness as they settled down together. The cheetah curled up tightly against Brent’s warm chest, feeling strangely comforted by the giant’s protective embrace. And as they drifted off to sleep, each knew in their own way that their lives had changed forever and that their fates, for better or for worse, were inexorably intertwined.
Next day Brent toy with the cheetah he was keeping in the hollow of his enormous and meaty palm.
As the morning sun stretched its golden rays across the landscape, Brent slowly awoke from his slumber, the sound of nature and the gentle warmth of the new day beginning to rouse him from his sleep. A soft smile played across his lips as he looked down at the delicate form of the cheetah curled in the hollow of his massive palm.

Gently, Brent began to toy with the cheetah, carefully running the tip of his finger along the contours of the feline’s muscular back and tenderly scratching behind the small pointed ears. The cheetah stirred and awoke with a soft murmur, looking up at his colossal captor with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation.

As the day progressed, Brent playfully experimented with different ways to amuse and engage his new pet. He folded a large leaf into a crude boat and placed the cheetah inside, allowing him to float on the surface of a small puddle they’d found nearby. The cheetah couldn’t help but laugh as the giant’s finger sent ripples across the water, mimicking the waves of a stormy sea for his tiny vessel to navigate.

Throughout it all, the strange bond between them continued to grow stronger. The cheetah, though still well aware of the overwhelming power and control Brent held over him, began to shed some of his fear and allowed himself to find enjoyment in their interactions.

Brent, in turn, discovered a newfound sense of satisfaction and pride in caring for another being, even one so much smaller and less significant than himself. The massive giant couldn’t help but marvel at the intricate beauty of his tiny pet and the fascinating world that was slowly revealing itself before his eyes.

For both of them, life had taken a strange and unexpected turn. And yet, in the quiet moments spent together, they each began to adjust and find contentment in the bizarre and fateful arrangements that had forever entwined their lives.
The cheetah get stuck in the belly button of Brent.
As Brent and the cheetah spent more time together, playful antics occasionally led to unexpected situations. One such occurrence took place when Brent was casually reclining against the side of a hill, taking a break from their frolicking. Feeling mischievous, he gently placed the cheetah on his enormous belly as it
As Brent and the cheetah spent more time together, playful antics occasionally led to unexpected situations. One such occurrence took place when Brent was casually reclining against the side of a hill, taking a break from their frolicking. Feeling mischievous, he gently placed the cheetah on his enormous belly as it rose and fell with each deep breath.

The cheetah, feeling adventurous, began to
rose and fell with each breath he took.

The cheetah, feeling adventurous and trusting of the giant, began to cautiously explore the landscape of Brent’s belly. They discovered a small dip at the center. As they approached it, it became clearer that it was the colossal Brent’s belly button.

Curiosity piqued, the cheetah ventured to go a little closer, intrigued by the scale of it. However, as he leaned in to examine it further, he slipped, tumbling into the cavernous belly button.

Initially panicking, the cheetah found himself stuck, the immense walls of flesh surrounding his small form, making it difficult for him to find solid footing to climb out.

Meanwhile, Brent had felt a slight tickling sensation as the cheetah slipped inside his belly button. A look of concern crossed his face as he realized what had happened to his tiny charge.

“Are you alright in there, little one?” he rumbled, his deep voice echoing through the space between them, reassuring in its protective nature.

The cheetah, although still scared, managed to respond, “Yes, but I, uh, seem to have gotten myself stuck.”

Brent couldn’t help but chuckle softly at the absurdity of the situation, but his concern for the small feline remained. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of there,” he promised gently.

With the utmost care and precision, Brent maneuvered his thick fingers, gently easing them down into the crevice of his belly button. It took a few attempts, but eventually he managed to carefully grip around the cheetah’s waist without causing him any harm.

Lifting him free from his entrapment, Brent cradled the cheetah in the hollow of his hand once more. The cheetah looked up in gratitude, a sheepish grin on his face. “Thank you,” he murmured, relieved to be back in the relative safety of Brent’s hand.

The giant chuckled and smiled back. “No problem, just be a little more careful next time,” he warned good-naturedly.

As they continued to explore and learn from each other, Brent and the cheetah grew ever closer. And although their world was filled with strange and unexpected occurrences, they faced each challenge together, knowing that the bond they shared could weather any storm.
As Brent held the cheetah between his enormous fingers in front of his eyes, the cheetah eventually stood up on the tip of his forefinger and put one of his feet on the tip of the massive thumb of the colossus. He then stood between the two  fingers and dis the split as Brent slowly increase the space between his two fingers tips.