1 Huge in Multiple Ways

"Yeeeeees! Arise my evil sex fiend, my perfect creation."

Was the first thing I heard when waking up from what seemed like a very long nap. I wobbled about as my eyes slowly refocus. The first thing I do is observe my body's condition, and to my surprise, I found out I was HUGE. I'm currently around an abnormal size of 3 meters (9.84 feet), and I was completely naked.

"This obviously isn't my original body!" My situation seems to match those cliche reincarnation stories my friend always complains about. In fact, the last thing I remember is staring at a truck that was about to fall on me after crashing through my roof, now I wake up in a different body. If I remember correctly, this must be transmigration, right?

As I examined my body further, I realized how muscular I was, my skin also had a purple tint to it. But the little me down under seemed to not have gotten the memo on my insane height and bulk. I can guess it measures out to be roughly 3.5 inches flaccid . Well... it's not the size of the wave but the motion of the ocean that matters.

"Are you disappointed by your tool down under, hehe. Worry not, for when you are turned on, it will quadruple in size. You are my perfect sexual torture demon, you think I would give you anything below 10 inches. The only reason why it's not 14 inches all the time is because that would be a nuisance to walk around with." The mad scientist exclaimed, apparently very proud of his work.

I looked at the man with my eyes wide open because he just told me that I will have something as long as the average human's forearm as my little brother. Then I rethought what he had just said, "Torture?.." I spoke as a weird feeling of disgust began to fill my mind, "What kind of torture must I take place in."

"Oh you are quite intelligent, already capable of speech in such a short time, though you have an accent. Must be because I used a High Elf's brain and a Lion Beastman's vocal cords." He mumbled the last bit to himself, but I was able to pick it up clearly. He was somewhat right about the elf brain aiding me in my speech, the psychic powers I had in my previous life seems to have carried over. I sifted through the fading memories of the brain and acquired the language of the elves and the humans.

"Our torture subject is right behind you. Your first victim, oh how I can't wait to see you pound her to the point her vagina becomes a bloody mush." Relishing in his sadistic & voyeuristic thoughts, he turns around and walks up to his selves and cabinets. My disgust becomes stronger.

I get of the medical bed that I was just siting on, and turn around to look at the victim. It was and beautiful fair skinned lady, her silver hair was mixed with dirt and dust, her ruby red eyes clearly showing that her thought were consumed by despair. Her curvaceous body was covered in bloody scars and purple bruises, but her face was mostly untouched. The sadist wants to keep her face pretty?

"Are you asking me to **** her? On what account?" My disgust was slowly converting into rage, my blood began to boil.

"Odd question, though you were just born, your curiosity is justified." My creator reasons, as he pulls out an assortment of drugs, knives, ropes, and other items of similar intent.

"Well... she was brought in to be interrogated, she is a Elf suspected of stealing our secrets and handing them over to the Elven Kindom. My initial investigations show she is just an innocent noble here on a business trip. The madam came here to make a deal with some shops to sell her merchandise, but my king tasked me with finding a way to insure discord between us and the Elves. So we have to make her admit to our false accusations through any means necessary!" The scientist shouts aloud while waving a surgeons knife, then continues to explain as he cleans up and disinfects his 'toys'.

"She is a High Elf too, basically an Elven noble, getting her to "confess" will be even more effective then using normal Elves. Ah! If you are wondering if she is a virgin or not, don't. I saved her virginity just for you my child. No way am I missing out on a virgin pussy being destroyed by your massive cock."

I turn to my creator, "You know, there is one thing I hate." I slowly and silently approach him.

"The elves, right? I had programmed your soul to despise anything that's not human. To make you more aggressive during torture, but the amount of rage you have is more then I expected. I will have to recalibrate that later." Not noticing my presence, nor bothering to turn around as he speaks.

"Nope, it's ****!" I then punch the man as hard as I can with my left arm. Though I didn't expect my hand to go right through his body, but I was attacking with the intent to kill. This wouldn't be my first kill either.

The man looked at me in horror, probably never expected to be "fisted" by his own creation.

"How can you... attack me?.. You are not... supposed to have... a strong will of your own. You are... my creation." The man died before he could further expand upon his thoughts. I quickly grabbed his head and drained it of his knowledge and information. This guy was a genius in the Magi-Medical field, it will take some time to digest the massive amounts of knowledge this guy accumulated, so I focused mainly on absorbing all knowledge related to what I am.

"Damn he didn't give me any special perks!" I thought in annoyance, sometimes my psychic power allows me to also drain my victims powers as well, but the chance of that happening are somewhat low.

"It's seems I'm Frankenstein's monster, a whole lot of people died for this body to exist." I sigh while grabbing a bundle of keys from his coat pocket, I walk over to the Elf began removing her shackles. Do to the amount of torture she received, she didn't have the strength to fight back. Lucky, after she saw me kill the deranged scientist, life had once more returned to her eyes. Sadly, it was obvious she was weary of me as her eyes avoided me.

"Don't worry Madam, I'll get you out of here." I spoke in Elvish as gently as I could. But a deep and corse voice spoke out.

"Why?" She wearily asked.

I smiled and spoke, "A gentle man couldn't leave a beautiful lady such as yourself alone in this horrible environment. Also, my elven brain seems unable to abandon its brethren." That last part was mostly a lie.

Her eyes narrowed at the blatant flattery, "Who are you?"

"I wouldn't know, and I just killed the one man that would," I was just reborn as a chimera recently, no, I took over body of the recently born chimera... Same difference, either way, the result would be the same. I grabbed her gently and was prepared to leave.

"Hey, let me store his body. It will be good evidence later." The Elf squeaked out.

"How?" Knowing this is a fantasy world, I was quite curious about what she was attempting to do. Would is it be a a storage spell?

The Elf takes the ring on the mad scientist's finger, then taps her hand on the dead body, the body vanished into the ring. "Storage ring, and it has some really expensive stuff inside. This guy probably does know the human king. We have to leave quickly, we also can't leave a trail behind." She then gave me the ring, "It is not bound to a new owner yet, you keep it, consider it the payment for saving me and and the advance payment of getting me out of here alive."

She doesn't want to owe me one? Being a noble, her will and pride is quite solid, despite all the pain she had experienced, she is still doing her best to find ways to survive.

"You sure you want to hire me?"

"You did say you would help me out, and I have nothing else to lose, this is my last chance to escape this hell hole. So, can we get moving"

I walk to the nearest window, and smile as I speak, "Hey, I'm about to do something I have never done, but I have a pretty good gut feeling about it." I flex my shoulder and two massive black bat like wings grew out of them. Yeah, out of my shoulders, not my back. Deal with it.

The Elf's face had the look of horror, I got a good grip on her small 1.8 meter (5.9ft) body, and jumped out the window. It seems like we were 50 feet up in a large building. As we fell, I awkwardly flapped my wings and slowly adapted to flying. Once I gained some altitude, I caught a crow flying nearby me and crush it, after absorbing it's instinctive knowledge and eyeing flight, my flapping smoothed out. Finally I look at the pale face of the elf and as, "Which direction should I go?"

"Th.... That way!" Fighting through her fear, she points out the direction in which I should head towards. I fly as fast as can, leaving behind whatever kingdom I had just spawned in.

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After a several hours of flight, during which the cute little elf had fallen asleep in my arms, I finally spotted a cave. After landing nearby, I scouted the cave for danger. Once I deemed it safe I pulled out a carpet from the storage ring and placed it down as a mat. Why is there a carpet in the ring. The Sadist has wanted to remodel his house recently.

I carefully place the Elf down and cover her up with a lab coat. I then pulled out some super size cloth that were made for me and put them on. The dead Sadist had wanted to flaunt me around as his body guard, hence forth I am no longer naked.

After marking out the direction that we came from, I started my hunt for some food. It was the one thing The damn Sadist didn't put in his ring. Looking around, I found a wild boar in the distance. "Time to try out some of my tricks," One of the many modifications in my allows me to have wolverine like bone claw popped out of my hands. Though it was only one claw per hand. These weren't any ordinary bone claws, they were once the fangs of a very venomous and large snake.

I sneak up to the boar, but since I had very little experience sneaking around, the boar noticed me quite easily. The boar was startled, but in anger, it began to charge. As I stare at it intently and observe it for weaknesses. Not to brag, but I have a decent amount of fighting experience.

The beast charges at me, with an astonishing amount of speed. A level of speed which made very fat of the boar jiggle around as if it would just melt off. It's skin looked surprisingly soft.

"Boars are known for there tough hide, but this guys hide looks like pudding." I dodged to the side right, and swipe at it with my left hand. The beast may be fast, but agile it is not. My claw cut through the skin and meat like butter, but past that, I felt a large amount of resistance, sending the rest of my arm back in recoil. I grit my teeth, the bone strength of this boar is insane. Just a I was weary of it, the boar, who was used to blowing any his enemy in the first strike, was watching me.

My lips curve into a smile, I aimed my right claw at it's eyes. The boar suddenly buckles down, the poison had taken effect. The claw shoots out from from my arm like a bullet, rockets through the air and impales the boar in the eyes, going straight into the brain. The boar plops dead.

I walk up to the boar and grasp it's head, the boars knowledge about edible plants will be useful. As the the essence of the boar is drained into me, I smile once more, it seems I just got a new ability.

Iron bones.