But a Digimon Tamer? And for one of the sweetest, cutest and most innocent Digimon at that, Guilmon? No way would Duke ever have his little heart broken by such a clueless cutie. One that doesn't even understand anything about sexual matters... and very little of anything that doesn't revolve around playing or food. More like a pet than an actual companion, but one that means just as much to Duke all the same.
Just too bad the Digital World is ripe with bullies, with one of the most notorious ones being Impmon. Not that one could ever take the mischievous imp seriously, given his size. Not even Duke, who probably rolled his eyes more times than he could count, at the empty threats and insults hurled his way by the little guy. "Tuna Breath", "Guppy", variations on "Fish Dick" or just plain old "Loser", were only some of the names the small, cocky digidude called him with.
That is, until the day Duke went on a walk at the local park with his loyal digimon. A walk, during which the two happened to peek inside one of the many domes at the playground that the local young ones often used to play inside. Apparently someone had left their collection of various digimon cards inside, which was something Duke and Guilmon decided to take a closer look at. Or at least, that was their plan.
Followed by a bonk on the head, Duke did not know how long he was out, but by the time he parted his eyes, he could spot the sun already setting, casting an orange tinge over the entire park. The more important matter at the hand however, was that Duke himself was butt-naked and not only that, but tied up with ropes with his arms behins his back and even a ball stretcher down around his nuts, tugging those orbs slightly further from his body than was comfortable. It was then that he spotted who he assumed to be both the mystery assailant as well as the person behind his current, vulnerable state. Who else, but Impmon.
With a piece of tape across his mouth and around his head, Duke could not retort to any of Impmon's usual insults either, but at least his little digi-dino was there to point out that no matter how much the imp mocked the tamer, he wasn't exactly gifted either, when it came to what he had between his legs. Even less so than Duke, which, despite both being adults, was to be expected from someone with such a short stature. Pointing this out however, only earned a chuckle from the little imp, who proceeded to pull out one of the many digi-modify cards packed away within those cardboard boxes. "Watch this, pineapple head. You too, cuck."
What followed from there, was something truly perverse. Both Duke and Guilmon watching in awe and shock, how the short imp applied the modification card he'd picked up, to himself, and instantly that flaccid, dangling junk between the imp's legs began to grow.
The orbs beneath gurgling and the veins upon them swelling as those two previously grape sized digi-nuts reached the size of plums, then apples, then oranges... and only continuing to swell further! The balls that the imp had been housing between his legs with no problem, were suddenly forcing Impmon to spread his legs to make room for them. The sounds akin to that of stretching latex, filling the small dome as the imp had to sit himself down to make room for those still growing orbs. Each addition to the size, accompanied by equally noisy sloshing and gurgling, soon reaching the size of watermelons and soon bowling balls, now sagging on the floor with droplets of sweat trickling down the veined, productive cum factories before the two.
Obviously, same happened to the imp's dick that had been more the size of a cocktail sausage before, literally. The uncut length having gorged itself with new padding and a thick, wrinkled foreskin that looked like a windsock the way it drooped over the imp's new, monstrous schlong. What had been closer to the size of Duke's pinkie finger, was now a massive, fleshy fuck-cannon jutting out of Impmon's crotch, thicker than both of the tied up shark's arms put together! Not to mention already oozing a viscous, hyper potent dick slop from within the folds of that heavy foreskin.
One could not gain such a junk, without smelling like it either. Each throb, each pulse of that gigantic fuck-log, was filling the small dome with such steaming hot dick fog and ball funk, that despite the wide open doorway and a window at the ceiling, it began accumulating inside the small dome quickly. The smell causing both Duke's and Guilmon's eyes to tear up from merely breathing it in, though whereas Duke looked more disgusted, the look upon Guilmon's face was... different. Closer to the look Guilmon gave when presented with a loaf of freshly baked bread. The look of hunger, the look of wanting.
"Badaboom! Eh? Eh? Guess I took your title of fish dick with this thing, cuck!" Impmon laughed as he eyed the two, gauging their reactions to what they'd just witnessed, as well as the potent, near nose clogging musk that was assaulting their senses. It really did not take much effort to notice how Guilmon was reacting to it either, if not from the way his tongue was lolling out of his mouth, then by the way the dinosaur's own dick was standing at full attention already, clearly aroused to no end by the sight and smells.
For a brief second, the imp considered something truly evil, like telling the larger, dumber digimon before him, to make a choice between his tamer and the now obscene dickmeat standing tall from the short imp's crotch. He only considered this, because before he could even pop the question, he already felt a pair of clawed arms grasping the sides of his greasy cock flesh and an eagerly sniffling, snorting snout pushing and burying itself to the depths of that copious foreskin of his. Something Duke could only watch in horror with a faint, muffled whimper escaping from his throat.
"You see that, you little cucky tamer? Even a pineapple head like him knows a real cock when he sees one!"
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