Some nice spandex pants finished the outfit, so big and stretchy, easy to get them up over those puffy diapers and conceal them so well, thinking that would be enough to help keep them dry and in the action for as long as possible. They weren't wrong, if the evening hadn't gone the way it did...
They arrived at the club a little after nine, they could hear music all around them blasting away, but nothing from the club before them, taking a look at one another and a confused shrug, they pushed open the door and stepped inside, thankfully they saw other mons and critters moving around, hanging coats and the like and someone in a booth sorted them out with their tickets and a stamp to show they'd paid to get in, all normal so far, even when they got handed a pair of headphones, their confusion was easily set aside when it was explained that this was a silent disco! they'd never been to one of those before, so with no real hesitation, they slipped those headphones on and made their way into the crowd already dancing to the music, as if by magic, their headphones burst to life as if they'd entered the zone or relevant area to connect to the bluetooth.
They danced for hours or what seemed like it anyway, the music changed genres often enough as they jumped around, had slow couples dances and some general head banging. By this point, they where tired, their bodies warm and moist from all the movement, the warmth and rubbing up against others, thinking they might call it quits, the digimon blinked a few times when Mao stopped in his tracks, twitching once or twice before he began to move again, the otter dancing around the digimon which confused and disorientated him as he tried to follow the otter with his eyes, only to meet them in his face a second later, followed by a hard kiss as the otter twisted something on the mon's headphones. One look into those eyes, the digimon could tell something was up, instead of those normal, caring eyes looking back at him, he saw the swirls of a tranced otter and before he could call out or try to grip either his or his boyfriends headphones, the music in his ears changed...
His own body going limp and his eyes drooped for just a second, that binaral tone hitting him like a frieght train as he moved to dance alongside his love, those lycra pants had been slipping for hours now and this sudden burst in movement was the final straw, they ended around their ankles, revealing those big, poofy diapers as the mon and otter danced and strutted their stuff like it was nobodys buisness. Those crinkles fairly used by now as the two moved without any sort of thought or care to the people watching them and that was how it was for hours, until the club closed, the two danced and danced as the music continued to play...
What will happen to our two little cuties? will they be stuck forever dancing in that club? will someone help them? will someone take them home? Will they snap out of it? FIND OUT NEXT TIME!
Darkmon was also here.
Darkmon (c) Me
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