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It was late and the moon was shining over Cape Suzette, adorning the sea with a silver stripe.
Most of the citizens had already retired to their homes but at the last end of the Khan Tower someone was still at work.
And that someone was naturally Shere Khan, the CEO of Khan Industries.
Not that this was new: the collaborators of Shere Khan even questioned the real need for Mr. Khan to sleep, generating gossip about the “vampire nature” of the multimillionaire.
But, in spite of his workaholic nature, Khan still needed his hours of rest ... even if the multibillionaire would have gladly done without it in exchange for a further increase in his profits.
But Khan was not so greedy to put his own economic well-being in front of his health, so he rose from his desk after affixing his signature to a last series of documents.
Before leaving the office, as usual, he headed for the large window located behind his desk.
Khan loved to see Cape Suzette from above, mainly because he could proudly state that the city was his territory. Any building or commercial activity was in some way linked to the Khan Industries ... with some insignificant exceptions, of which the multibillionaire, however, intended to deal with it in due course.
In recent times, however, Khan had a further reason that led him to spend a few minutes in front of the window.
The reason was that the glass partially reflected the image of the multibillionaire, overlapping it with the Cape Suzette palaces to the point that it could almost look like a King Kong version of Shere Kan towering over the city.
The feeling was strongly reinforced by the fact that Shere Khan was no longer the tiger with a strong but light build of the past.
Nobody knew the reasons that pushed Shere Khan in that direction but in recent years a diet strongly oriented to weight gain combined with a hard series of training had transformed the body of the multibillionaire, who by now for weight and girth could compete and have the better even with a hippopotamus.
And, like a hippopotamus, its mass was only a small part of fat, while the rest was an impressive mountain of muscle.
Now it could be said with certainty that the power of Shere Khan was no longer limited to his immense wealth and political power, but was equaled by an equally powerful physical force.
The tiger stood for a few minutes in front of the window looking at its huge body towering over Cape Suzette and for a moment it even gave way to a fantasy, imagining that those dimensions were its real dimensions.
He imagined himself as he advanced through the streets of Cape Suzette, shaking the whole city under his footsteps.
People screamed terrified and ran, like a mass of ants, while Khan moved his gigantic bulk between palaces, causing unintentionally collapses when his huge hips clashed against the walls.
From time to time he encountered passages too narrow for his bulk and then unleashed his strength, making entire buildings collapse like castles of paper.
Fleets of military aircraft and legions of tanks were trying to stop the march of the giant but were swept away like annoying flies.
Nothing could resist him! Nothing!
Waking himself from his dream, Khan moved to the elevator.
As the elevator took him to the ground, Khan smiled to himself; certainly it was just a fantasy but at the end it was not even too much a fantasy.
And not because Mr. Khan could suddenly turn into a giant but because with his power, his wealth and now his strength he possessed the power of a giant!
How many people could say that?

My last pic of Shere Khan was actually part of this pic, with a story.
Looks like Mr Khan is proud of his new size!

Shere Khan belongs to Disney

Description
It was late and the moon was shining over Cape Suzette, adorning the sea with a silver stripe.
Most of the citizens had already retired to their homes but at the last end of the Khan Tower someone was still at work.
And that someone was naturally Shere Khan, the CEO of Khan Industries.
Not that this was new: the collaborators of Shere Khan even questioned the real need for Mr. Khan to sleep, generating gossip about the “vampire nature” of the multimillionaire.
But, in spite of his workaholic nature, Khan still needed his hours of rest ... even if the multibillionaire would have gladly done without it in exchange for a further increase in his profits.
But Khan was not so greedy to put his own economic well-being in front of his health, so he rose from his desk after affixing his signature to a last series of documents.
Before leaving the office, as usual, he headed for the large window located behind his desk.
Khan loved to see Cape Suzette from above, mainly because he could proudly state that the city was his territory. Any building or commercial activity was in some way linked to the Khan Industries ... with some insignificant exceptions, of which the multibillionaire, however, intended to deal with it in due course.
In recent times, however, Khan had a further reason that led him to spend a few minutes in front of the window.
The reason was that the glass partially reflected the image of the multibillionaire, overlapping it with the Cape Suzette palaces to the point that it could almost look like a King Kong version of Shere Kan towering over the city.
The feeling was strongly reinforced by the fact that Shere Khan was no longer the tiger with a strong but light build of the past.
Nobody knew the reasons that pushed Shere Khan in that direction but in recent years a diet strongly oriented to weight gain combined with a hard series of training had transformed the body of the multibillionaire, who by now for weight and girth could compete and have the better even with a hippopotamus.
And, like a hippopotamus, its mass was only a small part of fat, while the rest was an impressive mountain of muscle.
Now it could be said with certainty that the power of Shere Khan was no longer limited to his immense wealth and political power, but was equaled by an equally powerful physical force.
The tiger stood for a few minutes in front of the window looking at its huge body towering over Cape Suzette and for a moment it even gave way to a fantasy, imagining that those dimensions were its real dimensions.
He imagined himself as he advanced through the streets of Cape Suzette, shaking the whole city under his footsteps.
People screamed terrified and ran, like a mass of ants, while Khan moved his gigantic bulk between palaces, causing unintentionally collapses when his huge hips clashed against the walls.
From time to time he encountered passages too narrow for his bulk and then unleashed his strength, making entire buildings collapse like castles of paper.
Fleets of military aircraft and legions of tanks were trying to stop the march of the giant but were swept away like annoying flies.
Nothing could resist him! Nothing!
Waking himself from his dream, Khan moved to the elevator.
As the elevator took him to the ground, Khan smiled to himself; certainly it was just a fantasy but at the end it was not even too much a fantasy.
And not because Mr. Khan could suddenly turn into a giant but because with his power, his wealth and now his strength he possessed the power of a giant!
How many people could say that?

My last pic of Shere Khan was actually part of this pic, with a story.
Looks like Mr Khan is proud of his new size!

Shere Khan belongs to Disney