﻿Erebus was sitting in his bed looking at his phone.


“So that's what happened?” His partner, Dorumon asked through the screen. His ears twitched as he listened, surrounded by plains and a world of ocean as well as a few palm trees.


“Yep, it sucks, but what can I do? Companies aren't hiring so I have to make do,” Erebus answered nonchalantly.


“How much time do you have left?” Dorumon asked, his eyes showing a frown of concern.


“Honestly? A few months. Rent will be up another $200 and it's off to the streets so I can at least afford to eat,” Erebus sighed, his head yes wavering from the screen just slightly.


“Sad… I wish I could be closer there with you, Erebus,” Dorumon said, rubbing his own paw to make the point.


“I don't know what I can do, it's not like I can turn digital stuff into real things. I'd be rich if I could,” Erebus said and turned himself to the table, “I have to go to sleep, but I'll see you tomorrow, Dorumon,” Erebus said.


Before Erebus turned off his phone, he heard Dorumon say “Good night, Erebus. Don't worry, just imagine I'm right next to you curling my tail around you,” he said before Erebus turned off the phone with a sigh. He grabbed his pillow before going to sleep with a million thoughts except the ones he wanted to will in.


Meanwhile, in the digital world, Dorumon wandered his small space. He munched on some meat that was left behind from their interaction before a distortion came into the sky. “What's that…?” He said before wandering closer…


The next day was more of the same. Wake up, get dressed, forget that you're a dragon, you're just a machine in a society that cares very little for you, or so Erebus thought. It was painful, his heart ached to reach the sky, which was starting to look stormy for the day, but the government outlawed flying in favor of cars. Erebus flapped his wings weakly, feeling out of shape.


Then, as he was going to the roof to look at the city below, he bumped into someone.


“Ah! Sorry! I didn't see-” Erebus said before he looked at who he bumped into.


“Oh! Sorry! I don't kn-” the creature, anthropomorphic as Erebus was, looked up at him. He was naked and looked younger than what dragons would allow to be independent. Erebus's heart fluttered a little before quelling it. He looked awfully familiar.


“Wait, who-” Erebus stammered but was interrupted when the creature jumped at Erebus in a hug.


“Erebus! I can't believe it's really you! Oh gosh, you don't know what happened, after we talked, some kind of weird disturbance appeared on my island and suddenly I'm here!” Dorumon said, wagging his tail excitedly.


“Disturbance? You mean like a portal?” Erebus said and looked around in the stairs as we worried for Dorumon’s nudity.


“Yes, yes! Except it didn't look like a portal, it was all weird like the world was bending. It sucked me right in and turned me into this strange form… actually, it looks a lot like you,” Dorumon said with wide and dilated eyes, ears twitching and snout sniffing in excitement that the Digimon couldn't contain.


“Like me? Well…” Erebus remembered something from a long while ago… the feeling of his body contorting, stretching, the intense arousal and it came back to him. “I think that's what this world does to you… come on, I was going to look for a job but you're more important,” he said and quickly went back to his room with the slightly smaller, but still heavy body of Dorumon.


After they went inside, Erebus took off his clothes, annoyed at their tightness. He sighed and held his snout to think. He looked at Dorumon, who tried to sit down like his feral form would, but it looked strange. Dorumon was more like a dinosaur in shape, but the rounded body looked thinner, clearly divided into neck, chest, belly and limbs. His vulpine tail was the only detail that remained intact. His balls and sheath were more diminutive, clearly contorted to fit the smaller space in his groin.


“How does it feel?” Erebus said, noting that his wings also maintained their tiny and useless shape, but they still fluttered like usual. His body was also covered in the same sleek, lilac and white fur pattern he was very familiar with and while shorter, his snout retained a mostly similar shape. His ears twitched as usual on occasion.


“Really weird, Erebus, my arms and legs are so long and I can't sit right and I feel so unsafe in this form,” he said, looking noticeably uncomfortable as he tried to sit on the floor.


“That's because your form isn't supposed to sit like that. I can't do much about the lack of safety though, this form is flimsy,” he said with a sigh, looking at his own hands and how short his claws look in comparison to what he knew Dorumon’s were.


“Really? How do I sit?” Dorumon said and stood up, noticeably wobbly as though he still isn't used to the new distribution of weight.


“You have two butt cheeks for that, just drop them on a chair,” Erebus said and he demonstrated by sitting on the love seat “like this,” he said.


Dorumon looked and nodded “weird, but I guess it's all I've got,” he said and imitated Erebus with some success. “My butt feels cushy,” he said.


“I think that's the point, Dorumon,” Erebus said and after a short moment of realizing where they were, he turned to ask. “Say, can I touch you for a minute?”


“A minute? Uh,” Dorumon thought for a minute before his expression changed to one of epiphany.


“Yep, I just realized, we now live in the same world,” Erebus said, his own tail wagging at the tip.


“Oh, Erebus, I can't believe it!” Dorumon said and while he had more excitement, his lack of experience showed, he crawled onto Erebus before dropping himself onto him. Erebus held him close and leaned his snout. His fur was soft, tendrils extending a few inches past the point of contact. He closed his eyes and felt the warm body of his friend. Their hearts beat strongly, oxytocin washing over them as they shared their moments. “You feel so nice, I can't believe I'm actually hugging you,” Dorumon said and sighed a heavenly breath.


“I'm still registering that too, I was so shocked to even see you here I forgot we could actually do this,” Erebus said and gave Dorumon's cheek a lick.


“Yeah, oh, oh!” Dorumon said and adjusted his sitting position so his belly and sheath were visible. He groaned slightly as he tried to adjust his balls “argh, this body… but Erebus, I have an idea, want to touch my sheath?” He said, eyes showing enthusiasm for the idea.


“Oh?” Erebus blushed and he noticed what Dorumon meant. His body felt extremely warm now from his own embarrassment, but Dorumon meant well, he figured. “I-I never had someone ask me that before…” he said.


“Oh, Erebus, you know telling me your fantasies was eventually going to be consequential,” Dorumon said with a flirtatious tone.


“Well, more consequential than telling another dragon what you want,” Erebus said with a mix of sheepishness and bitterness. Why couldn't other dragons be as open as Dorumon, he thought? Why is this the first time his cries for affection were actually met with an offer to engage?


Regardless of his own frustrations, he ignored His own bitter thoughts and focused on Dorumon, “I'll try,” he said, unsure if he should, this was the first time he'd be touching someone, and he shouldn't have anything to fear.


“Take your time, Erebus, I want you to enjoy it,” Dorumon said reassuringly, and he brushed his hand with Erebus's cheek. “Please?”


Erebus nodded and sighed. With an anxious move of his hand, he extended a finger and brushed the fluffy rim of Dorumon’s sheath. It was disappointingly small, but Dorumon was already rumbling at the touch.


“Mmm~ Erebus,” Dorumon said with a purr following. Dorumon angled his body closer and leaned into the touch. Erebus felt tingly at doing this, moving his finger in slow, gentle and stroking circles around the tip of his sheath. “I don't know why, but it feels good,” he said.


“Why so? You never masturbated?” Erebus asked and kissed Dorumon’s snout.


“What's masturbating?” Dorumon asked and looked at Erebus. Erebus stopped and looked at Dorumon, his sheath being unaffected by the touch all the while Erebus could see his own tip pushing out.


“Oh, that speaks for itself,” he said with a thoughtful scratch on the back of his head. He fondled under his horn as he thought, “you don't feel pleasure in the digital world?”


“Not when I touch myself,” Dorumon said and put his hands on his thighs. His tail shifted position idly as he talked “I tried to do like you taught me but I couldn't get it out. But when you do it, it's like my body is tingly,” he explained.


“Did you try touching yourself now?” Erebus asked.


“Oh, uh…” Dorumon immediately tried fondling his sheath, but it was more aggressive than Erebus would have imagined. It almost looked like his hands performing a wrestling match with a marshmallow. “It's weird, I feel and I don't feel enough,” Dorumon said.


“Huh… I didn't expect that… I can feel something, but mostly if I touch my penis, but touching you, I feel like…” Erebus said and drifted off, at a loss of words to describe what it felt like to touch his sheath.


“Yeah… like that…” Dorumon added, and Erebus chuckled.


“Can I rub your belly for a bit?” Erebus said and Dorumon nodded.


“Y-Yeah!” Dorumon said and his tail started wagging even more enthusiastically. “I-I'd love to! I never felt a belly rub before!”


Erebus felt a smile creep up involuntarily, it was charming for him to see Dorumon so happy to get touched around, like a dream come true. “Just lie down,” he said and guided Dorumon on his back. He placed a pillow on the arm of the love seat and made sure Dorumon’s head settled snugly against it. “Just like that,” he said.


“This feels comfy,” Dorumon said appreciatively and adjusted himself to his comfort. His hands lied down on his chest like if he was still feral, a vestigial behavior from his former state.


“Good, I want you to enjoy this,” he said and put his hands down on his belly. It felt surprisingly chunky for someone that looked skinny, but he felt more and could tell there were a few extra pounds that made his belly feel rounded out. With some exploration, he eventually found a small hole hidden by the fur. A navel, at that.


“Oh, that feels good,” Dorumon moaned and Erebus noticed some arousal in Dorumon’s snout. He looked at Dorumon’s crotch and saw a red tip poke out of his sheath. Erebus kneaded near the belly button and saw Dorumon’s increasingly erotic behavior show as his penis kept engorging itself to the point the sheath held his knot in full size. Dorumon rumbled as he spoke in a sultry tone “What did you find that feels so good~”


“I think I found your belly button,” Erebus said, wondering if he just discovered a secret fetish in Dorumon or if digimon turned anthropomorphs had sensitive navels in the first place.


“Oh, what’s that like?” Dorumon said and turned his head sideways with his tongue poking out.


“It’s like a little hole, but it leads nowhere. Nobody knows why they exist,” Erebus shrugged and continued rubbing the rest of Dorumon’s belly.


“Like a little hole? But why does it feel so good?” Dorumon said and reached out to touch his own navel.


“I wish I knew, Dorumon, I’d call it a hidden fetish for now,” Erebus said and kissed Dorumon’s belly. Erebus’s arousal kept growing, but at a slower, warmer pace.


“Please touch me there, Erebus, ahh~” Dorumon jolted when he pressed his claw deeper inside his navel “Maybe harder, what would you do with it?” He said, not realizing his own dick was twitching.


Confused, Erebus pressed the belly button like… well, a button. Dorumon looked increasingly pleased the harder he pressed. He rubbed the tight rim in circles and saw how his penis dripped pre at the touch. “I’m figuring that out,” Erebus said, now fully erect, but not paying much attention to either boner. He kept kneading, spreading open and squeezing the navel shut, trying to be rough as per Dorumon’s increasingly desperate requests.


Soon, it happened. Erebus felt something warm splatter under his jaw, and he saw Dorumon’s orgasm shoot white substance in about 5 squirts before it died down. Dorumon was moaning like a feral animal, yet his voice sounded sweetly young and tender when he did so. “Oh, that hit the spot…~” He said after it looked like he had time to collect his thoughts.


“I’m glad it did, my Dorumon,” Erebus said and kissed Dorumon in the lips, holding his head close before letting go. “I think I could get used to you being here,” Erebus added.


“I don’t like this form very much, but I like you,” Dorumon said, touching his own belly with an apparent mixture of feelings. “The belly button’s nice, but I’d love to go back to my old form sometime.”


“Maybe we’ll both find a distortion and end up in your world again,” Erebus joked and nuzzled into Dorumon’s neck.


“I’d love that,” Dorumon said and purred to sleep, tuckered out from the interaction.