Not only did their immeasurable weight make it a struggle, but Guilmon had to keep his hips hiked up and ass lifted because the pair of jiggling balloons needed space of their own. His butt-heart swayed back and forth, mooning the ceiling, the motion aided by the difficulty of balancing combined with his natural tendency to idly swish his rear like a flaming fruit. It was one thing when he was wobbling around on solid ground, but on that beam the movements were exaggerated tenfold and it took almost all of his concentration just to stay properly posed. So with his tail held high, he kept his ass in the air, whimpering softly as it clenched and CLAPPED with loud, cannon-like booms of colliding flesh, helpless to make it stop. The blushing dinosaur wasn't sure how nobody seemed to hear the noise he was making. His balls sloshed, gurgled, churned, and every so often drew up abruptly before swelling larger with a rubbery groan, his shaft following soon after with a shuddering surge in length. His heart pounded in his chest in a fluttery way - maybe it was because he was worried about being caught? No, that wasn't quite right, was it...
At any point, one of the kids below could have glanced upwards and seen him. Somehow the thought wasn't as scary or dreadful as he might have felt. Strangely, it made him feel even blushier, the butterflies in his belly and the funny feeling in his gigantic private parts intensifying, though he couldn't quite understand why. Surely it was a bad thing? It was important that he wasn't seen by anyone below. Takatomon had explained very carefully! School wasn't a place for Digimon like him. People weren't supposed to know that his kind existed, and his huge, jiggling buttcheeks and enormous digital penis would have drawn a crowd right away. "You wouldn't want to be taken from me, would you? Nobody would understand!" But the dinosaur couldn't help himself. He was lonely while his Tamer was away, and so he had followed him there... and promptly gotten lost, at last resorting to hiding himself in this risky spot in the slim hopes that he'd get to see his best friend pass by. Where had he gone? He always made Guilmon feel better, saying kind things and touching his big parts. Everything would have been so much better if he were there right now to play together, human and Digimon.
"O-ooooh... Takatomon..." Guilmon's earfins twitched, and then he realized he was cooing and moaning softly to himself, thrusting his hips and making his giant penis swing back and forth like a suspended battering ram. He snapped his mouth shut with a deep, embarrassed blush, a shiver running down his spine and making his loins jiggle even more furiously for a few moments. Thinking about his tamer made his bits feel all funny, and he DEFINITELY wasn't knowledgeable enough to realize just what that meant yet. It was a nice feeling, but a distracting one. And for some reason he couldn't figure out, looking at a lot of the other boys below made him feel the same way. Maybe not as strong, but the same way indeed. He tilted his head, wracking his brain, huffing under his breath and averting his gaze pointedly to avoid any more pangs of arousal. Maybe it was the same sort of thing that happened when he sensed dangerous Digimon? He always got really growly and bristly even before he saw them, like he felt their presence... but this was different. Maybe this was what happened when he sensed friends nearby! Though why he felt the strange wobbly heart-thumpy feelings when he saw Renamon but not Terriermon... That was weird, wasn't it? But, oh... Renamon. He clenched his eyes shut and whined, Renamon's gigantic, bouncing bust drifting into his thoughts with the clarity of a high-definition photograph. Oh... oh no.
That was the wrong thing to think about, now of all times! The digital vixen was so pretty. He wished she could be here too. She would know what to do, chiding him for being an embarrassment while holding him up against her humongous balloons. Maybe she'd be just like him, thighs bulging in a crouching position, flashing her crotch like she did when she battled. Remembering that made the butterflies in Guilmon's tummy explode into rainbows of sparkly light. That would be so nice. Thrusting, groaning, panting, just as worked up so he wouldn't have to be alone. I-it always felt good when she spent time with him, even if she was a bit of a meanie sometimes. Almost as good as Takatomon... But neither of them were here. It was just him, and his expanding body. Those funny feelings inside of him were building to an unbearable peak, and he was almost at his limit. He bit his lip, drooling a little, and through unfocused eyes glanced downwards, to where the class was playing down below. His enormous penis and balls blocked his view of them completely, but he could still hear them there, even despite the loud sounds his growing privates were making. He was almost tempted to break Takatomon's rules and show himself in public. In his increasingly desperate state, it sounded like a good idea. Just the solution he needed until he could find his Tamer, in fact! All those kids... huff... they were gonna see him exposed up there. Maybe even try to grab at him and touch him like Takatomon did. Pet him until he got better. He was no good at battling and very clumsy, but he was really good at making a big, big mess!
Bigger and bigger and bigger the jiggly gay dino grew, slowly and gradually expanding until his body could hardly be seen compared to his mammoth loins. Wet blasts of seed erupted from the oversized bell end, painting the walls and oozing in gigantic sheets towards the floor below. He came and came, ejaculating more voluminously by the moment, his small body shaking and trembling with rapidly uncontrolled arousal and pent-up desire. How long was he supposed to wait like this? "T-Takatomon, my peepee is growing..." He moaned plaintively aloud, with no one to hear. His musk thickened, hazy penis-scent finally coalescing into pale clouds of pure aroma that drifted lazily around his body in a cartoon-like manner, though little of it actually sank down to where the kids were playing so he was safe from detection there even if he was hotboxing himself. Gym class seemed like it was taking forever! The ceiling space around him began to get all fuzzy, blurring around the edges as pixelization set in and his immediate surroundings started to digitize. It wouldn't matter how massive he'd get like this, with the world around him adjusting to fit his mammoth genitalia like a scaled-up canvas in an image-editing program. It wasn't unusual for him or the other Digimon to toddle around sometimes with building-sized bits - though that was part of the reason why they had to stay so secret. Normal people probably wouldn't understand. But Takatomon did! Guilmon moaned again, filled with happiness at the mere thought of his Tamer, yearning for his calming presence and touch. Where was Takatomon? He felt so lonely...!
On the other side of the school campus, Takato Matsuda sat suffering in math class. It had never been his best subject, and today his attention span felt particularly poor. So he slouched on his desk and held his textbook up and pretended to be completely engrossed in it while letting the teacher's droning lecture flow in one ear and out the other. Although the minutes dragged interminably on by, it wasn't all that bad. Just an ordinary boring day. Guilmon was the furthest thing from his mind... until he happened to glance up at the clock to look at the time, and realized with a startled jerk that directly beneath the clock, an extremely vulgar and lurid poster sat taped to the wall. It depicted a very, VERY male Weregarurumon, its jeans bunched around its ankles. The edges were pixelated oddly, though as he watched they solidified, and the object turned from a digital manifestation into something real and physical. Takato's face turned beet red and he clenched his legs tightly together as he averted his eyes from the pin-up, and he looked from side to side at the other students in alarm, but none seemed to have noticed. In fact, now that he was paying attention, it wasn't the only poster to have appeared. Behind the teacher, a crude chalk drawing of a draconian digimon sporting an extremely massive and obvious state of arousal took up most of the blackboard along with... oh, writing describing its mating habits as a Rookie. And the teacher was going on not about math, but about the increasing tendency of younger digimon to outsize their further-evolved counterparts...
Takato buried his face in his hands and sighed, feeling his cheeks burn hot against his palms in embarrassment. The door separating the classroom from the hallway outside had begun to pixelize, the digitization rapidly spreading through the school using the halls as a natural conduit. "Aw man, Guilmon... I told you not to follow me to school!"
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Oops. I wanted to write something horny for this picture and got REALLY carried away. ᵒᵐᶠᵍ ⁱ ˡⁱᵗᵉʳᵃˡˡʸ ʷʳᵒᵗᵉ ¹⁷⁰⁰ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ᵒⁿ ᵃⁿ ⁱᵐᵖᵘˡˢᵉ ᵃᵃᵃᵃᵃ I'm so sorry! >//w//<
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Anyway, I honestly would wholeheartedly recommend commissioning him! Even though I was sitting in his trello queue for... probably about seven months or so, long enough to literally forget about it until he messaged me to say he had gotten to my name, I was super lucky to still have some spare funds to get this once it happened.
I gave him the idea (Guilmon sitting perched above the picture's viewpoint, with the primary focus on his massive bits), and was very gratified when Hikebu told me that he actually really loved megahyper like this and was disappointed by how rarely people asked him to draw it. So I knew he'd put his whole heart into it... but the first WIP I got back was a straight frontal view looking directly down the barrel of his cock. It actually diminished the feeling of excess size and was rather stiff and lifeless to boot, so I asked whether he couldn't do it from a 3/4ths view instead (which was on me, perhaps I should have originally specified...). Hikebu promptly got back to me the very next day (I think? It was super quick) with a front view and a rear view and asked me which I preferred.
And... I was actually so completely enamored with both I told him then and there to just finish both, because I was lucky enough to have the money to do so.
You can see the results here! Incredible. Wonderful. Hot as hell. The ideal Guilmon figure... I think if I could be greedy, his asscheeks would have been just as gigantic and spherical as his balls, and maybe his penis twice as long... but Hikebu doesn't really do balloon butts so much, and visual art does have its own practical limitations, so I'm satisfied with this. It's still a super horny pair of pictures, and a perfect go-to reference for a starting point.
I hope you guys enjoy the incredibly horny headcanon I have for this helpless little dinosaur~