X Duo

Just at the crack of dawn, a party of four Digimon departed from a village situated smack dab in the middle of the Railroad Plains, rolling fields of grass stretching out in at all sides and the remains of long abandoned rail lines acting as roads for any travellers in the region. The party was headed by a pair of Gammamon, a brother and a sister, with the Betel Gammamon taking up the unofficial mantle of the leader of the group. He had always had a knack for inspiring and cheering up others, so he naturally quickly rose up to guide the other three through their journeys. His red hide was marked with a few small scars here and there, memories from the group's previous adventures, most of the wounds being from blows that he had happily taken in place of one of the other members of the party. The Betel's sister, a Kaus Gammamon, was walking at the back of the group, smiling and humming softly as she made sure that no one would be left behind or otherwise be ambushed by the myriad of dangers that awaited in the wilderness, her blue scales shimmering in the damp air. Up at the front of the group, marching right beside the Betel, was a Tesla Jellymon, her long blue ribbons fluttering about in the winds of the plains. Her eyes constantly scanned the horizon, a cocky look on her face as she tried to look for any and all opportunities to prove just how great she was at battle, eager to just get to the fun part of their quests so that she could beat up some bad guys. The final member of the party wasn't quite so enthusiastic about the trip they were taking outside of the village, a Symbare Angoramon making sure to dodge and step over every single small puddle and patch of mud as he walked, his focus more on the ground in front of him rather than the environment around the group. While the others had spent the morning on frivolous things such as buying food and training for the battles ahead, the Symbare had made sure to properly wash his blond and well groomed fur, knowing that a true gentleman should keep himself presentable even in the heat of battle. 

The four Digimon trudged ahead, trekking for a few hours through the sea of rusting signs of civilization, keeping alert for any dangers that they might encounter. The group were on the hunt for a pair of mischievous Digimon called the X Duo, the two having already pillaged and ransacked several other towns across the world, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. Having heard that the X Duo were somewhere nearby and on a heading towards their village, the Betel Gammamon had immediately gathered up the rest of his team and headed out to confront the villainous X-Antibody Digimon, hoping to stop them before they'd ravage the town as they had done to so many others before. Most of what the Betel had heard of the X Duo were rumors and hearsay from others, whispers spread from one village to the other, the amount of concrete facts about the pair being very scarce. He didn't know where the two came from originally or what their deeper motives were, only that they simply appeared at a faraway city one day and began pillaging the place, moving on after getting bored of causing havoc there. He knew that the duo were made up of a Growlmon X and a Tyrannomon X, that they were fierce and ferocious, and that they had no interest in whether their victims intended to fight back or not. The X Duo would force even surrendered or fleeing Digimon to fight them, never allowing anyone to leave a confrontation with them without first getting a brutal beat down. He had even heard some gossip of the duo humiliating and playing with their victims after knocking them out, though he wasn't too sure about the reliability of those rumours. The Betel hadn't heard anyone ever beating the two before, even with the combined power of an entire village banding up to combat the pair, but he didn't let his nerves get the best of him, remaining optimistic regarding his group's chances. The party had faced many challenges before after all, many of those seeming absolutely insurmountable at first as well, but they had always managed to come out on top in the end. And even if they weren't able to entirely defeat the X duo, he hoped that the group would at least be able to weaken them enough to make them rethink assaulting the village afterwards. Holding his head up high, he led the party onwards, steeling his nerves for the upcoming encounter. 

After marching together for a handful of hours, the group of Digimon made their way up a small hill after hearing some suspicious sounds coming from behind it, each keeping their heads hunched down to make sure that they wouldn't lose the element of surprise in case the adversaries they were hunting were nearby. It had been raining for most of the previous night, even the morning occasionally seeing a few minutes of light drizzle, leaving the grassy ground completely soaked through. The party did their best to not lose footing on the slippery grass as they ascended, the Symbare quietly grumbling to himself, highly displeased at having to even risk soiling his paws and his shoes after spending so much time polishing and pruning just before leaving the village. The other Digimon weren't quite as concerned with keeping their feet sparkling clean, the siblings both already used to having to get their claws dirty in the course of their adventures and the Jellymon's feet protected with shoes. The wet ground squished underneath the party's feet while they climbed, the Betel shivering gently as the cold mud squeezed between his clawed toes and stuck to the bottom of his feet to form a thick padding, the soft grass tickling his soles. He turned to his sister and gave a nod, the Kaus spreading her arms to reveal a thin membrane stretching out from her sides, a jet of air from the ports on her knees launching her into the air. Expertly controlling both her ascent and descent with her wings, she managed to just barely poke her head above the hill the group were climbing up, spotting two large figures huddled over on the other side of the apex. Quickly diving down to keep hidden, she tucked her wings away and whispered to the others,
"I'm pretty sure that's them, right on the other side. They seemed distracted, we might be able to ambush them and hopefully keep the risk as low as possible to ourselves."
The Angoramon smiled and nodded, patting the woman on her shoulder, 
"Delightful idea, I vote for that."
The Tesla rolled her eyes, crossing her arms and huffing dismissively, 
"Pssh, of course you would, I bet you'd just love to get out of here so you can go back to brushing and perfuming your fur~"
"Why yes, yes I would. Maybe you might want to try out a perfume someday as well, that might help people be able to stand within ten paces of you."
The Betel sighed at the playful jabs, his wish for his companions to treat the situation slightly more seriously not coming to fruition,
"Alright, enough. We need to focus on those two, not bickering amongst ourselves. I say that we spread out into two teams, one staying at the crest of the hill while the other circles around the side, with the sec-" 
Not bothering with silly things such as plans or ambushes, the Jellymon sprinted up and over the hill, confident in her strength as she screamed at the top of her lungs, her teammates groaning and quickly rushing in right behind to support her reckless charge.

Both members of the X Duo had stopped in the middle of a field to take a breather and enjoy some of the spoils that they had stolen from a convoy they encountered on the road, the pair chuckling and chowing down on some meat when they heard the ruckus coming from behind them. They turned their heads to see the Jellymon standing valiantly at the top of the hill, her hands at her hips as she grinned down at the duo, her friends standing back in a much more defensive posture. Amused at the display, the two glanced at one another before breaking down in laughter, their complete dismissal of her might only annoying the girl even further, small sparks and arcs of electricity fizzing in the air as she squeezed her hands into fists, 
"You two ought to keep your mouths shut before I do it for you! Now stop your cackling and start begging for mercy~!" 
The Growlmon X stood up from the ground, revealing just how big he was, dwarfing even the tallest of his opposition by a good few inches, his body completely unclothed and his sizable cock resting against his thighs, his sharp claws digging into the soft mud as he smirked, dropping his meal to the ground, 
"You want us to shut up or to beg for mercy? Your threats need some work, little girl~" 
Groaning at the reply, the Jellymon readied herself for a fight, Angoramon's fur starting to spike and fluff up from the static electricity in the air, much to his dismay. Even still, he stepped up right next to her, stretching out his arms and his legs to prepare for a battle, the Gammamon siblings joining the line. The Growlmon snapped his fingers and waved towards the group, ordering his partner to ready for the scuffle. The Tyrannomon finally stood up from his lounging position, the ground around him gently rumbling with the weight of his steps, the intruders beginning to regret their choices as he snarled down at the four Digimon, nearly two feet taller than the Growlmon. He was likewise completely in the nude, his girthy shaft swinging around between his legs in a display of raw and feral masculinity. He hunched down, his unblinking eyes staring straight at his puny opponents as his tail slammed into the ground behind him, the rolling quake punctuating his slow words, 
"Annoying things! Me crush, me stomp!" 
The other male relished in the sudden looks of concern and nervousness on the team's faces, hoping that this lot would at least give him and his friend some level of challenge,
"Don't bother trying to run, it's no fun battling against someone who's too winded to put up a good fight~" 

Doing their best to ignore the taunting and the intimidating looks of their opponents, the group took up position against the X Duo, the Betel Gammamon starting the fight by firing off the first shot. He focused his powers, a ball of flickering fire growing in the palm of his hand before he flung it towards the raiders, the flames roaring as it flew across the air at breakneck speeds. To the Betel's surprise, the Growlmon X that the attack was aimed at deftly jumped aside, pulling his tail close to his body and ducking down to dodge the flames, only a wave of heated up air blowing across his face as he grinned at his surprised attacker, mud splashing up to his shins as he landed in a deep puddle. The Angoramon joined in on the assault on him, summoning a powerful gust of wind into a small tornado, hoping to knock him off of his feet with the attack. Rushing forwards and jumping, he avoided the blast just as easily as he had done previously, moving much faster than a Digimon of his size would be expected to. No matter what the four tried to throw at the Growlmon, nothing seemed to be able to connect, his toothy grin only growing wider and wider as he danced across the muddy fields, his red feet stained almost completely brown by the sludge that he was churning up as he stomped around. Though he didn't let any of the wannabe-heroes even touch his hide, he also didn't lift a finger to retaliate against the group, only laughing and taunting them while he dodged, showing off and making it seem that the encounter was far from a serious threat to him. Annoyed at the slipperiness of the Growlmon X, the Jellymon turned her attention to the much larger target, hoping that the Tyrannomon wouldn't be able to do much other than be taken down by her prowess, bracing her feet against the muddy ground. She extended out her hands towards the towering beast, the ribbons flowing down from her head stretching out and wrapping around him before lighting up as she pumped electricity through them. The air was filled with the snaps and pops of current, the Jellymon grimacing as she exerted herself trying to flow as much power into him as she could. Her target only growled with slight displeasure, grabbing her ribbons without any care of the high voltage coursing through them and yanking her right off of her feet, flinging her off to the side. She yelped and quickly pulled her ribbons back, tumbling across the slippery ground before rolling back upright, using the momentum of the toss to jump up towards the Tyrannomon. She spun like a drill, electricity surrounding her whole body in blinding arcs as she landed directly into his side, not even making a dent on his tough hide. He laughed and snorted, brushing off the pathetic attempt, 
"Puny girl not strong, puny girl funny."

Desperately fighting to even scratch the X Duo, the four Digimon tried doing everything that they could, sweating in growing desperation as all of their blows were easily dodged or just absorbed without any effect, getting more and more tired with each passing second as they trudged through the messy ground. Fed up with just amusing themselves by seeing what their opponents had to offer, the duo went on the offensive, Tyrannomon X charging right towards the Tesla Jellymon, roaring with primal fury. He tucked his arms and his head down after getting some momentum, curling up and rolling directly into her, his speed leaving very little time for her to try to jump out of the way or even react, the sharp spines across his back slashing at her as she was knocked down, the shreds of her torn clothes fluttering down as a few small drops of blood stained her chest. Quickly following up to finish her off, he came to a stop before lifting up his foot, growling in pleasure as he hovered it right over her small form, watching her pained and panicked expression as he brought his muddy sole right down on her belly. The impact was hard enough to immediately knock her unconscious, spit gushing out of her maw and her legs curling up, her toes twitching and splaying before she went still. The male made sure that she was down for the count by twisting his foot around, feeling her squirm under his sweaty and messy sole, his girthy shaft throbbing and slowly starting to harden as the battle raged on. Seeing that his friend was in trouble, the Angoramon quickly ran in to help, his charge stopped in its tracks when the Growlmon stepped in front of him, blocking a flurry of kicks and retaliating by slashing at his chest with a blade made of pure electricity. He tried to pull back but the blade cut across his body, a small line of red appearing in his fur as his whole body tensed up, his legs giving out as he screamed in pain, his vision blurring for a moment before going completely black, the electricity giving his system enough of a jolt to knock him out cold. Dropping to the grass and convulsing from the shock, Growlmon watched the man foaming at the mouth for a moment longer as he smirked, already making up plans for what he would do after the scuffle was over. With only the two siblings still left on their feet, the Kaus Gammamon lifted up into the air, trying to get an advantage by circling around and attacking at an unexpected angle, her plans utterly foiled when the Tyrannomon's maw suddenly erupted like a volcano, a blast of crimson red fire engulfing her whole body, burning away the membrane she depended on to keep up in the air. Yelling and bracing, she flopped down to the ground, scrambling to get back up but taken out of the battle as the huge male kicked her directly in the jaw, her body rolling a few times before she finally settled down, unconscious. The Betel now had to take the X Duo on by himself, his body caked in sweat and dirt as he groaned, knowing that the odds weren't in his favour. Before he had the chance to fire off another fireball, the Growlmon was already in his face, several punches to his gut and muzzle pushing him back in a daze, two hands wrapping around his throat and lifting him up off the ground. He gasped and twitched, trying to pry the fingers from his throat as his toes wriggled around, the Growlmon staring him straight in the eyes, 
"You lot really aren't as good as you think you are, this was a rather disappointing fight~" 
Never giving up, he struggled and flailed until he finally went limp, his unconscious body splashing unceremoniously into a puddle of mud. 

With all of the heroes subdued for the time being, the X Duo winked at each other as they gathered the four Digimon side by side, dragging their floppy bodies across the grass to prepare to reap the rewards of the battle. The party didn't have any valuables or anything else of note on them, but the pair were still intent on making their efforts worth it, Growlmon X hunching down in between the knocked out siblings, smirking as he softly pet the Kaus' head. He sighed softly and ran his hands down the two Gammamons' bodies, feeling them up as they occasionally twitched or groaned, his cock quickly starting to throb and grow to full girth. He peeked between both of their legs, getting a good look at the siblings' goods, a few nasty bruises and small cuts scattered around their lower halves. What particularly interested the Growlmon's was the pair's feet however, the man wanting to get a closer inspection after only managing to catch a quick glance during the fighting, shuffling down under the two. He gently grabbed the Betel's legs, lifting the feet up onto his lap and running a finger along the sole of one of them, chuckling as the tickling caused the unconscious Digimon to shiver and grunt quietly. He slowly rubbed his digits against the underside of the foot, slipping them between the Betel's toes and brushing off layers of dried mud that had caked on during the walk to the battlefield. Not wanting to play favourites, he eventually moved onto the sister's lower half, clutching her ankles with both hands and shoving his rock hard cock between her feet, gently pushing her grimy soles together with his length trapped in between. He huffed and moaned as he rubbed her soles against his dick, letting thick droplets of his precum drip down and soak between her toes. The Kaus' feet were a fair bit more clean than her brother's, only slightly muddy and with almost no pungent scent of sweat unlike the Betel, her feet seemingly spared some of the roughness of the soaked fields due to her ability to fly. 

The Growlmon X humped his shaft against the unconscious woman's supple soles, panting harder and harder as his length was smeared with the dirt that was still clinging to her scales, his tip squeezing between her toes, her eyes gently fluttering and her face frozen in a grimace throughout the molestation. Nearly losing control and finishing before he'd had the chance to properly make use of the spoils of his victory, the perverted Digimon dropped the Kaus' feet from his hands and lurched on top of the other Gammamon, hungrily growling and drooling as he flipped the brother over. The Betel's face was pushed against the grass as his knees were pulled down underneath him, his backside sticking high up in the air, the grimy soles of his feet still marked with the lines and spots where the thick mud had been polished off. The Growlmon grabbed the man's tail, yanking it out of the way while he squeezed the thick flank, moaning and pulling the cheeks wide open, spreading his helpless victim's pucker. He pressed his bulbous tip against the hole, smearing some of the leftover mud in the Betel's asscrack as he wiggled and squeezed, impatiently trying to fit inside, seemingly the first male to give the tailhole some proper love. After some pushing and thrusting, he felt the tight ring finally starting to give way, stretching around the tip of his cock before fully swallowing him, gripping him snugly as he sunk his entire shaft inside, the tips of his sharp nails drawing a few drops of blood as he howled in utter bliss. The Betel Gammamon twitched and spasmed, rocked back and forth as his conqueror slammed deep into his tailhole with little regard as to how comfortable he'd feel after waking up from his long nap, his maw stained with spit as he slurred and groaned in pain. The Growlmon hilted himself in the man, wrapping both of his arms around the brother's thick tail and biting the tip of it as he came, both his and the Betel's toes curling up as his generous load filled up the virginal asshole. He planted his hands on the unconscious Digimon's cheeks and pushed the Gammamon off of his girth, firing off the tail end of his orgasm all over the man's back and flank, decorating the red scales with white stripes as he laughed and smirked softly. 

While his friend was busy feeling up the siblings, the Tyrannomon X grabbed up the other two knocked out opponents, eager to work out some of the energy he had built up during the battle, his stiff dick slapping against his belly with every step as he growled. Dragging both the Jellymon and the Angoramon to him, he ripped off any clothing still left on the two, taking off both of their shoes. With his victims completely bare, he immediately knelt in the mud at their legs, getting down on all fours and stuffing his maw right against their soles, pushing the pair's feet against his face as he licked, letting his wide tongue cover every single inch of the grimy pawpads. Though he had tried to keep his whole body clean and spotless through the whole endeavour, the Symbare's feet had still gotten slightly damp and splattered with mud during the course of the fight, most of the scent of his sweat still covered up by his perfume however, his soft and smooth fur rubbing up against the huge Digimon's nose. The Jellymon's feet hadn't faired quite as well however, her boots getting slightly tattered in the battle, leaving her pink skin smeared with thick mud, the Tyrannomon slurping most of the muck off of her as he poked his tongue between her toes, suckling on her feet. He squished his muzzle between the duo's soles, huffing and grunting heavily, in desperate need of some relief. He grabbed the well groomed man's legs and yanked the Angoramon towards him, pulling the dazed Digimon until his oozing shaft was pressed right up against the Symbare's lips. Prying the muzzle open, he shoved his cock inside while simultaneously fondling the female's slit, feeling the wetness between her thighs as he crammed more of his length down the tight throat, snarling and growling. Feeling his tip hitting the very back of the man's throat, the strained choking and gurgling pushing him over the edge, he roared and flexed his hips, a jet of his cum gushing out of the unconscious Digimon's nose. 

The Tyrannomon pulled out of the Angoramon's throat, his shaft still hard as his seed spilled out in waves, soaking into the carefully brushed and conditioned fur as he immediately turned to the Jellymon, lunging towards her. He was still thirsting for more, the man's maw not enough for him to be satisfied. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her on top of him as he rolled onto his back, setting the girl onto his lap as he sat up. He spread her legs wide open and slipped his throbbing cock between her thighs, enjoying the feel of her wetness pressing against his shaft, her limp body hunched forwards with her chin resting on his shoulder. He lifted her up just enough for his tip to poke against her slit, forcing himself inside of the Jellymon before letting go of her, the weight of her body slowly pulling the whimpering woman further down his length. The Tyrannomon pulled her head back and kissed her, plunging his tongue down her gullet while his girth gaped her pussy, letting her get a good taste of both her own as well as her friend's feet, the musky scent of her sweat still lingering on his lips. Hugging the knocked out Jellymon tightly, the large man rammed her down against his lap again and again, her hands and legs flailing around with every thrust, tiny whines and moans escaping her maw every time that his shaft pulled her cunt open. Pressing down against her shoulders as hard as he could, his forehead pressed against hers, the Tyrannomon slotted his cock balls deep in the Tesla Jellymon's pussy, grunting wildly as she clenched hard, squeezing and milking the load from him, her womb quickly flowing over with his cum. 

The Growlmon pulled out from his victim, letting go of her and watching her flop backwards into the dirt, grinning as he wiped his sticky shaft against her thighs, leaving her pussy gaping and dripping with his seed. He stumbled up to his feet, much more winded by the breeding rather than the fighting that had come before, his primal and lustful urges at least somewhat satiated for now. He laughed and walked over to the groaning Angoramon, pressing one of his filthy feet against the man's chest and wiping his dirty soles on the fur, wriggling his toes and making sure to soak as much of the mud as he could into the diligently cleaned coat, moaning at the feel of the soft and silky fur tickling him. The Growlmon joined up with his partner, both members of the X Duo having finished up with their fun for the time being, his gaze flicking up towards the quickly darkening skies. The two had spent a bit too much time getting carried away with the battle and the pleasures after, nighttime almost descending upon the rolling hills and plains already, travelling and raiding towns both being much more unpleasant to do in the pitch black. The Growlmon tapped his chin and hummed, staring down at the unconscious group at his feet, 
"You know, I don't think we ought to go pay their little village a visit, at least not today, with it being this late in the evening. It'll still be there tomorrow, or next week, right? These four however…"
He poked the Betel's cheek with one of his toes, smirking, 
"I think that we could still have a lot of fun with them~! I'm betting that they'll be all angry and fired up once they get up from their little naps, might put up at least a little bit more of a fight. And even if not, well… they're still real fun even when knocked out~"
The X Duo laughed, both grabbing up two of the would-be heroes, hoisting the four over their shoulders as they began heading back towards their camp, eager to get their playthings back. Though the party hadn't manage to defeat the X Duo, they did at least in a way manage to stop the village from being pillaged, their fates now in the hands of the pair they had been sent to stop.