Terriermon had been making his way all around the digital world as he and the others had been pulled back into it. It hadn’t been long since they first arrived, maybe a month or two but the small rabbit had been sure to learn all about the layout of the digital world. From when they first entered to when they returned it felt like so much had changed already. It didn’t take long for him to learn that hundreds of years had passed into the time that they had left. To see how much the world had developed, all the new digimon and all the cities that had popped up, he had to admit, it was like he never left the human world in the first place. He couldn’t help but wonder how the others were doing. They kept in contact of course, Terriermon sending letters whenever he could, usually letting them know the next town he’d arrive at just to be safe. Usually he got more letters from Guilmon who had taken up residence in the main city, taking after his tamer’s family and opening up a bakery for all to enjoy the wonders that were human bread. He wasn’t the best at it but he was learning from what the bunny understood.


Renamon on the other hand replied a bit more sparsely of course she had been busy training so many new digimon, after having opened up her dojo most of her time had been taken up by all the training she had to put other through, it was no surprise that like her tamer she had taken to helping others fight and get stronger. Though he was different, he wanted to explore. A small hum leaves his mouth as he jumps up onto a nearby log. Slowly swaying back and forth with a chuckle and laugh, spinning around, using his ears to keep himself on balance. Though while dancing around he pauses, ears twitching and swaying, raising themselves up as he looks around. He wasn’t sure what it was, but he swore he could hear something. That was strange though. It didn’t make any sense to him, taking out his map he looked down towards it, this area was meant to be deserted.  No wild digimon or anything. Even if there were wild digimon out here the footsteps he heard were far too coordinated and careful to be wild. 


Looking down towards the map he kept on him of the known digital world he draws his ear to where he was meant to be. There weren't any signs of civilization for miles. Another digimon had been wandering out here, while a part of him thought to go run out and say hi, he also knew that he couldn’t exactly do that if he wanted to stay safe. He had no idea just what could be out here, but for now he knew he had to play it safe. Keeping low to the ground he starts to follow the source of the sound. Luckily for him, because of his much smaller form he was able to keep quiet. Following the sound he spots a strange looking digimon, it was an Agumon, but not one he’s ever seen before. It was interesting, he’s seen so many kinds of agumon since he arrived back in the Digital world. But this one was weird. It almost looked like “Impmon?” Terriermon questions noticing the light purple skin the digimon had though  what truly solidified that was the sight of the digimon’s stomach. Seeing that familiar smiley mark on his belly, but no it wasn’t Impmon’s at least the one he knew. Leaning forwards he tries to get a better look at the mark as the Digimon continued with their work. Though he did notice the rather massive pile of filth near the Agumon. The logs were absolutely massive, nose twitching at the stench he looked away, unaware as the stink pours into his mind. Curiosity eventually grasped him, he had to know what was up with this digimon, so he went to follow.


 Using the trees to stay above and quiet  Terriermon follows the digimon to their home, looking down as they start to clear the forest Terriermon can’t help but notice a strong stink that lays heavy in the air. Something that smelled like a well used septic tank. Gagging Terriermon quickly raises his ears to cover his nose. Wincing in disgust at the stink. For just a few moments Terriermon feels his mind spin, getting hard to think for a few moments. His eyes soon being brought up towards the town that lay directly ahead of him. A small, but obviously growing town that sprawled across the area in front of him. Looking down towards the map he traces his path best he can, no matter how many times he draws the lines and follows the path this town just didn’t exist. The next town on the map was on the border to the desert, yet right outside of the forest was a growing industrial town. He could see various stumps surrounding the entrance area. The town seemed to be spreading fast, the buildings were simple enough seeming to still be in mid development mostly being barebones. However further into the town he could see a drastic change.


Various different buildings lay within from fast food restaurants, to stores, and even homes in between it all. The town itself didn’t seem to have much order, just a scattering of buildings with Digimon buildings wherever they wanted. The digimon themselves were just as strange however, taking notice that like the Agumon previously were all shades of purple and green, all of them sporting that very familiar looking Impmon-like marking. Frowning Terriermon eventually lowers himself down to the ground. “Hmm.. This can’t be good.. What the heck is going on here?” He questions, looking up towards the town entrance


“Keheheh, how can I help you?” He hears a familiar impish voice, followed by a firm slam on his back. Forcing a yelp of surprise from the Digimon’s mouth as he spins around to see a much more porty, and hefty imp staring back at him, a wide grin on his face as he cackles in that usual impish tone, Right away Terriermon narrows his gaze and huffs.


“Not funny, impmon. Man you packed on a bit of weight huh?” Terriermon asks with a smirk using his ears to prod at the digimon, Impmon rolls his eyes leading the bunny deeper into the town.


“I think you might be mistaken~ I’m not just any Impmon little bun. Name’s Tox. I'm the owner of this town.” He remarks with a wave of his hand. “How about we stop by for a quick bite, It’s rare we get guests here.” He remarks with a wink, Terriermon thinks to say something, though he feels his mind swim for just a moment. It was hard to focus and his stomach felt just a bit bloated. Wrapping his ears around, rubbing at his stomach he’s soon led into a nearby building. A restaurant, where Impmon leads him to a booth, giving a nod to a Guilmon that appeared to be running the counter as he sat across from Terriermon. Within moments all kinds of food are brought out to the digimon. Tox leaning on a gloved hand while waving the other one. “Go ahead and eat up, I can answer whatever you want~” 


Terriermon looked down towards the food wearily, it felt wrong. He swore he could see flickers of something in the food. Like data was covering it.  He knew how Impmon usually were, but after a few moments he eventually picked up a large cut of meat, one that was nice and overly greasy. But as he bites into it a deep shutter shoots through Terriermon’s body/ Reaching up he quickly starts to shovel mouthfuls of the stuff into his mouth. He wasn’t sure what was happening but he just.. Couldn’t stop. He barely even processed that his gut slowly started to plump out, thighs thickening up as Tox grins leaning back in his seat. There were no questions to be asked here. Maybe if he hadn’t breathed in so much of that toxic data he might have been just fine. But as his stomach rumbles loudly Tox knew it was already too late. Terriermon leans off to the side wincing slightly as he grunts softly letting rip a nice bassy PPLLLRRRRBBBTT Cheeks clapping together with every burst. “H-hrrf.. S-sorry..” Terriermon huffs out with a blush of humiliation but it doesn’t stop him from eating.


“Nah you’re all good, just go ahead and keep eating. I don’t mind at all.” Tox replies data swirling around the digimon as an absolutely massive fuckstick forms around his crotch. Terriermon felt a similar tingling in his junk. Though he couldn’t get a good look at whatever was happening as his gut now pressed firmly up against the table in front of him. Blocking his view from anything from the gut down. “So tell me, what are you doing all the way out here? I don’t think our town is on any maps~” He questions with a grin. Taking his own shaft in one hand, lightly starting to stroke at his shaft while looking over Terriermon whose white fur starts to take on a darker, purple color. The greens of his fur brighten a good bit more as well. Looking more like the mark on his gut. Slowly the changes start to pick up, and with it the data falls away, revealing the food in front of him was truly a hefty pile of shit, by now he was addicted.


“M-mrrff.. I-I erg… I” Terriermon talks the best he can between mouthfuls, taking long deep glugs of a thick, sour, yellow liquid that had been put out in front of him. His own bladder quickly fills as he unknowingly starts to push out a nice torrent of piss that he can hear splashing against Tox’s claws. “A-ahh S-sorry!” He yelps out, unable to stop himself. Though he could feel his new cock twitching softly at the thought of how filthy he was being. Something about it was so hot, and the lack of change in the Imp’s face shows he was enjoying it himself.


As he grows to at least twice his size he feels his gut rumble again, his tailhole tingling next as it suddenly starts to swell and surge. Growing larger and larger, slowly becoming nice and fat, enough to push his cheeks apart as he forces out another BLLLRRRRPPPPTTTTTTT The burst of gas making his new swollen hole ripple heavily as he lets out a low, pleased groan of need. His eating started to slow  as the piles grew smaller and smaller. His belly now overflowing  on top of the table pushing away a few of the plates. He opens his mouth to try and say something but before he can he feels his stomach start to rumble once more. Grunting heavily and hefting his gut up to rest it on the table. Biting his lip and leaning to the side. Feeling Tox stroking him off faster and faster. His mind swimming, swirling with all those new thoughts. A low moan leaves the bunny’s mouth as with one last grunt he starts to push out an absolutely massive log.


It takes mere moments for the log to pour off the end of the booth. Piling on the ground right next to them as he starts to wildly buck his hips into Tox’s claws, his mind clouding even further as the Impmon’s markings appear on both of his ears, his folds sweating heavily as he keeps pushing and pushing. With one last firm pump of his hips he blows his load hard. But the endless waves of filth don’t stop. The stench invades his snout as he moans once more. Cumming again. It was hard to focus on anything else, the smell of his own filth, the endless amounts of pleasure. All of it was just too much, his mind succumbs to the Impmon’s mental conditioning, eyes swirling with green and purple swirls, finally cutting off that final log with a bassy PPLLLRRRBBBTTT A huff leaving his mouth as Tox chuckles. “There we go~ Bet you’re feeling a good bit better now. Come on, let's go ahead and get you to work.” Tox remarks, hopping off the table, to pick up the heap of filth plopping it down on the table, without question Terriermon quickly reaches out and starts to once more stuff his face. Eagerly guzzling down his own filth. Now fully turned into a Toxmon.