Life had been a series of adventures for Takato Matsuki, from the time he first created and met his Digimon Partner, Guilmon, to the D-Reaper incident, and the many quests that had happened afterward. But years have passed, and life had become more or less annoying for the young adult as adventure gave way to things like preparing for high school and then college and then learning about business and taxes. His cartoon habit was swept aside. After all, he didn't need animated shows when he had lived through real adventure, but Takato wished he had a chance to have an exciting experience once more before adulthood really took its hold upon him.

One day, while he was browsing the internet, taking out his boredom, he casually browsed over towards one o his favorite H-websites. He wonders what lust he will satisfy today when a curious email pops up for him. He clicks it, and the screen on his monitor screams as it gets brighter and brighter. Takato gasps, covering his eyes, but he feels yanked bodily from his seat and into the computer, tumbling through a digital portal as he had before in his childhood.

Takato lands not-so-delicately on his butt, groaning as he stares up at the bright blue sky above him. “Blue… it… was raining…”
“Oh, so you’re here,” the voice speaks up. It’s familiar, but he can’t quite place it. “At least I’m not alone.
Takato hops up, looking over towards the owner of the voice. Part of him is glad to see Rika Nonaka, but another part feared why the two of them were brought here. Not only that, but the years they hadn't kept in touch, the girl had grown into a fine woman, yet she still has her relaxed attitude as she sits on a rock.

“Rika are… are we in the digital world?”
“I think so,” she responds, jumping down off of it. “But something… doesn’t feel quite right. There’s something in the air, can you smell it?”
Takato closes his eyes and takes a whiff. He reels back and covers his nose. “Egh… smells like a locker room in here.”
Rika slides her jacket off of her shoulders and lets it fall to the ground. “It’s musty,” she replies, “and it reeks of sex. Don’t tell me you don’t know what that smells like.”
"Hey, of course, I know what sex smells like," Takato says. "I'm not a kid, you know."
“You still look like it, in some ways.”
"Yeah, well… it's taking me a while to grow a beard out, okay? But that's not the point. Why does the digital world smell like this? Are there Digimon out here… you know…?"

"Dunno. I didn't think they did that sort of thing, but you know how data is. It changes, evolves, becoming something different… something horrible sometimes… is it hot out here to you?" she asks, scratching her arm absentmindedly.

“Yeah… say, where’s Henry? And the others?”
"Haven't seen them. I guess it's just you and-" Rika stops, squatting low. "Quiet!"

Takato does what he’s told, hearing the sound of rustling in the nearby bushes. The two humans look to each other, sweat beading on their brows as they wait for whatever creature would hop out.
A red form leaps out from the bush, screaming out with a cry of joy. It knocks Takato down on his back and lays upon him, licking his cheek over and over again. “Takatomon!”
"H… hey, Guilmon!" Takato says, hugging his old Digimon partner. "How've you been, buddy? It's been so long! Wait… you've grown!"

Indeed, it seems the Rookie-level Digimon has grown larger, yet slimmer, since the last time he had been with his partner. The cuddling warmth of the Digimon felt familiar in this remote area, yet Takato can't help but squirm underneath of him. SOmething just didn't feel comfortable… his shirt… his pants…

"Guilmon…" Rika says, standing up slowly, her fingers playing at the hem of her top. "What's going on here in the Digital World…?"

Guilmon stops his licking to look over to Rika. “Digital World…?”
“This place isn’t the Digital World we know,” comes a husky voice from the bushes.
Rika gasps as she walks over there. “Renamon!?”
"Stay back, Rika!" the voice comes off almost like a command. Rika freezes in place, shock, and sadness upon her. "W…, what's the matter?"
Guilmon whines a bit at the question, burying his face against Takato's neck. "H… hey… it's alright. You can tell us what's wrong."

Renamon's face peers up from the bushes. "If you get to close, I don't know if you will remain safe from the spell of this place… this cursed land."

“Curse…?” Rika asks, her hand rubbing at her stomach. “What curse. What is this place, and why are you so shy, all of a sudden?”
Renamon sighs. “If you must know, then I suppose it can’t be helped. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Renamon stands up from the bushes, revealing herself slowly. As she rises up, the three can see a pair of defined breasts poking out from the shrubbery. The humans both gasp at that, but Renamon is not done standing. Soon, she stands tall, only just slightly taller than Rika now, he hands clenched in fists, trembling in fear of their own as the group's eyes wander down between her legs, seeing the large flaccid cock between them.

“I’m sorry, Rika… but I”m afraid this place has changed us… and, it is changing you…”
“What… what do you mean?” Rika asks, her eyes focused on the member. She takes a step forward. 
"It isn't physical like with Guilmon and me. It's in your mind. Can't you feel it?"

Rika whines, gripping the bottom of her shirt. “I… I think I can… Rena… Renamon, help!”
“There’s only one thing for it,” Renamon says, grabbing Rika’s shirt as she stares her former tamer in the face. “And that’s to give in.”

Takato stares wide-eyed past Guilmon as Renamon takes charge and pulls up Rika’s shirt. The woman gasps as she is freed from the covering, and she immediately holds onto her Digimon’s cheeks, pulling Renamon in close, and locking their lips together.

Guilmon also looks over there, panting heavily at the sight of the two of them embracing, Digimon breasts squishing up against a human’s bra, a long, hard shaft pressing up between two naked stomachs.
That's when Takato notices the strange feeling between his legs, a warmth, and wetness. "G… Guilmon…?" He asks.

“Yes, Takatomon…?” The Digimon returns his question, tilting a head in curious response.
“You… uh, you didn’t just… piss on me, did you?”
Guilmon hops off of Takato and shakes his head vigorously. “No, no, never Takatomon. It is this new thing, see?”
With that, Guilmon sits back and spreads his legs apart. It appears the Digimon's body also went through a change, not only being taller, thinner, with more full hips, but the Digimon also rests a hand between those legs, spreading apart the dripping wet vagina that appeared there. "It's been like this since we got here, Takatomon. What is it?"

Takato can’t take his eyes off of his Digimon partner’s snatch. Sure, he knew some Digimon could be sexy, like Angewoman or LadyDevimon, but he hadn’t actually thought of any of the more monstrous designs to be appealing in any way. But the changes that Guilmon went through, looking more adult, more feminine, while still being himself with the same goofy voice and everything… something about that made something stir Takato. The young man crawls over to his partner, his eyes hazing over as he reaches up, stroking his own Digimon’s cheek, and he says. “It’s something wonderful, Guilmon… I think… I think I should show you what it is…”
With that, he pulls off his shirt, throwing it aside. He holds onto the goggles, thinking for a moment if he wants to remove them, but no, the goggles stay on. He spreads his arms wide and says. “So, Guilmon, what do you think? You like?”
Guilmon stares wide at Takato a moment, before closing his eyes and leaning in, sniffing up against the human’s skin. Takato grabs onto his Digimon partner from behind the head, holding him close as Guilmon sniffed over his chest, then down to his stomach, and then further, pressing a nose up against his pants, which had become so much more uncomfortable. Takato never had a boner quite this painful, or a need to let it out, but… he wanted Guilmon to enjoy the mystery for a bit.
“What’s this, Takatomon…?” Guilmon says, his nose pressed up against Takato’s shorts. “It smells so good, and… I’m leaking!”
“That’s fine,” Takato says. “It means you’re ready to get it.”
“Get… it…” Guilmon says, tilting his head.
Takato snickers and moves his hands down. He unbuttons his shorts, letting his cock flop out. He first wanted to just pull his pants down a little bit, but they felt so warm and so constrictive, that he pulls them all the way down over his shoes and everything. "There you go!" He says, wrapping his fingers around his length. Sure, he may not be the biggest guy in the world, and Renamon is a real beast right now, but he figures he could please a virgin Guilmon quickly enough.

Guilmon immediately rolls out his tongue, licking over the head. Takato gasps surprised at how forward the Digimon is.

Guilmon grabs Takato’s hips and tackles him down, knocking the man onto the dirt, naked, but not caring as the Digimon wraps his mouth around the cock.
Guilmon growls as he bobs along Takato's shaft, the man sighing as he feels that tongue lashes over him with pro skills. His sexual experience up until this point was nothing but jacking it to porn. He wonders, is the suction, the lapping, the sloppy sounds comparable between a Digimon and a human? Can a girl even compare to his partner?

Guilmon tilts his head back and forth as he bobs along Takato’s shaft. His eyes look up at his partner, making the man groan. It’s just too hot. He can’t hold himself anymore.
Takato lifts his hips and cries out, letting out the most prominent, messiest orgasm he had ever had in his life! And the best part is that he doesn’t have to clean it up. Not out here in the wild, where no one could judge him for degenerate tastes.
Guilmon sits up, hands on the ground in front of him. Cum dribbles down the side of the Digimon’s mouth, a grin spreading across his face. “Mmmm!” He then swallows, and Takato traces the gulp down, muttering “oh fuck… that’s hot…” before Guilmon scrapes the excess cum off his chin and then sucks it off of his claw. “D… damn, Guilmon… that’s… you’re the hottest fucking thing I ever…”
"Want more?" Guilmon asks. "Tastes good, but still want more…" his claws scratch at his belly.
“Mmm, I’d love to give you more, but I need to rest,” Takato says, I can’t just go a whole nother round and-”
But even as he says that his boner returns, strong and virile. The post-orgasmic lul disappears entirely from his body, leaving him energized like never before.

"Oh… oh, fuck!" Takato shouts at that. "What… what is this place!?"

“IT’s fun!” Guilmon says, pawing absently at his pussy. His fingers sin, in, and then the Digimon looks to Takato’s dick, and then to his sex, and then to Takato’s dick again. “Takatomon, want to try something else?”
Takato blinks, but then he smiles, his hands moving behind his head. “Sure, thing, pal. Go on, give me a ride. I’m sure you’ll love it!

Rika feels as if she and Renamon have been locked in a kiss for an eternity. When the woman pulls her mouth free from the Digimon's mouth, a trail of saliva bridges between the two of them, dribbling down onto their bodies below. Her heart thumps incredibly as she looks down at their bodies pressed together. She touches her chest hard against Renamon's, feeling the almost painful excitement of flesh upon fur. "What… what is happening… to us…?"

“It’s this world,” Renamon says, stroking a hand over the woman’s hair. “It’s changed us. It’s changing you. Can you feel it?”
Rika nods, squirming as she gasps. “Ah, fuck, my pants!”
“I know… they must feel uncomfortable to you. Digimon who usually have garments tend to remove them when they are here. I’ve seen it before. It causes them great discomfort. Here…” Renamon kneels down, unbuttoning Rika’s pants, pulling them down along with her underwear, leaving her completely exposed. “When we last saw each other, you were but a child, but you’ve blossomed. I didn’t understand the concept of gender, not as you do, but now, I see…”
Rika, blushing, stares at the fox Digimon as she leans in, a hot breath over the woman’s sex. “Aah… w-what are you…?”
Renamon responds by rolling out her tongue, pressing it against Rika’s sex, folding it and inserting it down inside of her.
Rika gasps, her hands on Renamon’s head, gripping at the Digimon’s ears. “Aanh… R… Renamon… I…”
Renamon hums as she laps at Rika, repeating the process as she cleans the woman of her building desire, yet it is a futile effort. Each lick only serves to make Rika more and more excited.
Rika tries to keep her focus by glancing over towards Takato and Guilmon, only to gasp when she sees Guilmon crawling up on top of the naked man. “T… Takato!?”
“Rika…” Takoto says, grabbing onto Guilmon’s hips and pulling him up onto his lap. “This is incredible. I’ve never felt so good!”
Rika nods and turns her attention back to Renamon. She grips the Digmon’s ears, shoving her face deeper into her snatch. “Aaahn…fuck! I know what you mean! I can’t… I can’t control myself, aangh!”
Renamon growls, gripping onto Rika’s hips as she continues to lap up at the woman, seeming to try to tame a wild beast more than to provide relief to a friend.
Rika feels this and shimmies out of her pants and her shoes, awkwardly trying to give herself more mobility, yet she winds up falling back, landing on the butt upon the dirt behind her.

Renamon huffs, wiping her chin of the glistening sex that she had just enjoyed. She pushes herself up to a hunched over standing position, staring down at Rika, her ears twitching, and that giant digi-femcock pulsing with need and desire. “Rika…” she growls, though her face doesn’t change from its stoic expression.
Rika gulps as she stares up at the Digimon looming over her. Licking her own lips, she gasps, and then slowly, gently, pulls one leg out from her pants, and then the other, leaving her only in her shoes and socks. Then, she ever-so-slightly spreads her legs apart, showing off the glistening sex beneath.
Renamon grabs her by the ankles, spreading her apart as the cock flops down between those lips. “Rika! I’ve tried fighting it for so long, but now that you’re here… I need to… to release!”
Rika whines, tilting her head back and thrashing about. “Then what the fuck are you waiting for? Do it!”
Renamon's ears pop up straight, and she grips hard, lifting the woman upwards, so her legs drape over the Digimon's shoulders. She then thrusts forward, forcing Rika to lay on her shoulders as the cock slides in between her lips.

Renamon's dick spreads the woman out. For a creature that didn't have any genitalia a few years ago, Renamon seems to be a pro at it. Rika gasps and grunts, gritting her teeth as she stares up at her Digimon partner, one eye closed in the exhilarating sensation. Her back rubs up against the dirt, and the two of them both grunt, almost in unison, with every single thrust of the Digimon's hips.

Renamon knows it from the feeling of the woman’s sex. She wasn’t a virgin when she entered here, but that doesn’t matter to Renamon-neither is she, but that’s a secret Rika will have to find out about later. Right now, she just has to keep taking this!
Rika reaches for her stomach, placing her hands on her abdomen to feel the thing, thrusting and bulging inside of her. She stares at it with a weak and wobbly smile, her mind sailing off to lands of delight even more fantastic than the Digital World itself. How is it possible, that such pleasure can exist? She’s had lovers before, and they had been great, but Renamon… it feels perfect, correct!”
As if knowing what she was thinking, Renamon speaks to the woman, staring her in the eyes, slowing the thrusts, but making them more powerful, more deliberate. “When we… became one… I learned… learned everything… about you…” Renamon says. “Becoming Taomon, we had no secrets. We were beautiful. I didn’t realize it until now… Rika, I want to be one with you again, whether that means becoming Taomon again, or if… if that means filling you and making you whole with this data!”
"D… data!?" Rika gasps, but then she feels it as Renamon rears back, screaming to the four winds in her orgasm, she releases into Rika, spilling every last drop of her Digimon semen into the human's womb. Rika cries out herself, heaving ever had someone come inside her before. The feeling is unlike anything else she ever experienced, and the craziest part is, she hopes that it takes. "Renamon… Renamon, I… I love you!"

Renamon huffs and pulls herself out, her cock still leaking that data stream. “Ha… ha…. Rika… I… I love… you too…”

Meanwhile, Takato and Guilmon continue to explore each other. They have already connected, the Digimon cuntboy sliding his former tamer's cock into his glistening moistness. The virus type tilts his head back, letting out a throaty groan as he rocks his hips over his best friend's length. "Aaah… T… Takatomon… it's it feels so nice!"

“Oh, you’re… you’re so warm…” Takato responds, his hands gripping onto Guilmon’s ass, squeezing the scaled flesh and urging him to go faster. “I-I can’t believe we’re actually, nnngh!”

The young man thrusts up into the Digimon, unable to control himself as they bounce and writhe already. A primal need floods over Takato’s mind. “Gu-Guilmon! Get off!” he cries out.
The Digimon stops, sniffing a moment, and tilting his head. “Takatomon?”
“I want you off of me…” he says “and… on your hands and knees!”
Guilmon nods and presses his hands upon the human’s chest. He lifts up, leaving a film of sex over the man’s cock. The Digimon falls to his knees, facing Renamon and Rika, his chin resting on his hands as he stares off at the two.
Takato stumbles up to his feet, kicking off the final garments he had on before he looks up towards Rika and Renamon. Renamon sits with legs spread, cock still hard and oozing her cum. She glances up at Takato, who looks away from her and towards Rika, who lays back, staring dumbly into the sky.
It’s funny… he sees her, and he doesn’t feel any shame. He reaches for his chest, running his fingers over his body. Yes… he’s naked, and the thought of being naked around her surges his excitement. His skin bursts into gooseflesh, his cock straining with pain and excitement, but it fades. This… this isn’t strange… it isn’t taboo. “Guilmon…” Takato says, standing up and staring up into the sky.
“Yes, Takatomon?” The Digimon asks, lifting up his tail for him.
"This… this feels normal. It feels right and natural, but… I remember it not being."

“Please… Takato…” Guilmon whines.’
This snaps Takato out of his stupor. Guilmon bites a finger, wiggling his butt. His pussy on full display as it leaks his desires all over the ground. “I can’t take it anymore.”
‘Yeah… this feels right…" Takato says, stepping over to his friend. He grabs Guilmon by the tail and lowers himself down to his knees. "I hope you're ready," Takato says, as he squeezes the tail, pressing the scaled appendage up against his body. He thrusts forward, sliding his cock inside of the Digimon.

Guilmon tilts his head back, letting out breathy cries as he feels the cock penetrating deeper into him. "Aah… ha… Ta…. Takatomon…!" he pants, his face a naughty smile in the direction of the futanari Digimon. "It feels good. It feels good!"

“It really does!” Takato says, squeezing his eyes shut as he ruts into his partner. “Fuck, you’re so tight for a big dinosaur!
“Aah, fuck me, fuck me, Takatomon!”
Renamon, who recovers from her exploits with Rika, stands up and walks over towards the other two lovers. "You seem to be getting used to your new body, Guilmon, but how well can you stand up to the challenges that await you?"

Takato grunts, but opens one eye, looking with an inquisitive curiosity towards the tall and mature rookie.
Renamon moves a hand down over Guilmon’s face and head, rubbing underneath his jaw. “You know as well as I do that Digimon here do not remain the same creatures they were when they were in the Digital World. And those who cannot adapt will disappear. Let’s see how well you can adapt.”
Her other hand holds her cock up, dripping still with a mixture of hers and Rika's juices. Guilmon looks to it with smoky eyes, huffing with each thrust of his Tamer. A moment later, he wraps his mouth around the length, sucking on it and bobbing it. His tongue laps it up, tasting both of the others.

Renamon breathes out a sigh of relief and grips Guilmon by his wing horns.
Guilmon's eyes roll back as he tastes the beautiful sensation of two cocks, spit roasting him. He reaches up, grabbing Renamon by the thighs and bobbing his head along her.

Both of the thrusters gasp as the Digimon takes control, rocking his body to milk both cocks that fill him up so.
Takato is the first to tap out. He gasps, groaning out as he releases, sending his seed into his Digimon partner. He falls back, panting, looking around as if he didn’t know where he was.
A few moments later, Renamon squeezes Guilmon’s ears, shooting her own cum down into his throat. The Digimon basically purrs as he pulls his mouth back, sitting up with his hands on the ground between his legs. He gulps, and the slow roll of the lump in his throat is caught by the other Rookie level.
“Very good,” Renamon says. The ghost of a smirk appears on her face. “We might be ready to do what we have to do to defend Rika and Takato.”
Guilmon tilts his head, a confused whimper coming from his mouth.
Takato pushes himself up, and he looks past the Digimon. Rika pushes herself up. The curves of her body glisten in the sunlight. SHe looks over to Takato, and he looks over toward her, and as they see each other in a post-coital glow, they realize that the friends that they knew as children are now adults and fully sexual beings.

And the desire rises up within them both, burning brightly.
Off on a nearby hilltop, a female humanoid figure stands, hiding behind a tree. She smirks as she sees the four there. "Well, well, well… humans have come to this world. This could be quite interesting, indeed. The necessary data to test the master program…" With that, she turns around, and walks behind the tree, disappearing before any of the four can notice her.
"Attention, Digital Monsters of all kinds," proclaims the mysterious figure. "There are humans now among us in this new world. Approach them with caution for now, as they are fragile things, but soon enough, you should be able to test your newfound powers against them. And then, once you are filled and have filled them, you will be blessed with a great gift. Now go, spread out, and enjoy yourself in this paradise of pleasure."
A large gathering of Digimon cheer at the proclamation, dispersing among the many paths in the Digital World. The humanoid smirks and turns around, walking off to continue to spread the word of the Tamers’ arrival.

Of course, it would have to be seen if they can handle their newfound mindsets before they even have a chance to make it here to this Hub City.

Takato sits up, staring towards Rika while he is on his knees. “H… hey,” he says, swallowing some spit. “You know… doesn’t this… seem a little strange to you?” His eyes trail downwards along the curve of her body. She has grown quite a lot since they were kids, and he could really appreciate her as a woman now.
Rika looks toward him but immediately notices his trailing eyes. She shifts, facing Takato. “Yeah… now that you mention it… I don’t think I would have ever considered fucking Renamon before today.”
Takato scratches the back of his head, chuckling a little. “Well, I mean, that’s true, but I’m thinking more like… aren’t you embarrassed?”
Rika frowns a moment, but then she glances down over herself. She squeezes her breasts and brushes her fingers down along the sides of her body. “Huh… you’re right. I guess I should be. But I’m not…” she tilts her head, her legs spreading slowly apart, showing off her sex. “Are you?”
“I’m not, either,” Takato admits. “It’s… it’s so weird.” He crawls forward, staring over her lewd body and her acts. “Do you think… do you think this world is doing this to us? Changing how we think?”
Rika shakes her head. "You know, at first, I thought so, but now… now I just feel like a weight's been lifted off of my shoulders. We don't have to worry about what the world wants if we're here, and we can finally be free to do the things we want to do."

Takato grabs her wrist, staring her into the eyes. “Don’t you think we should figure this out, though? I have a life back home, and… and like it or not, you weren’t a part of it.”
“Same here,” Rika says, “But… it’s not like I have anyone back home.”
“Yeah I… I moved out of my parents’ place a couple years ago, myself,” Takato admits, and he doesn’t realize it at first, but Rika had pulled him up on top of her, their bodies pressed together. The heat of her sex warming up his once-flaccid member
“I’m a little worried, but… I’m really not. Does that make sense?”
“There’s…. There’s no reason for us to be, is there?” Takato admits.
“I can tell you one thing I’m worried about,” Rika whispers into his ear “It’s this empty feeling I have whenever I don’t have a cock inside of me.”
That broke the last of their reason, and Takato locks his lips against hers, putting his weight down on the woman. Shifting and growling on top of her, he laces his fingers around hers and moves their arms up over their heads. Bodies writhe in a passionate dance as he slides into her, filling her up.
Rika moans into the kiss, soon breaking off from him so that she can shout to the sky. He takes this opportunity to kiss at her neck. She tilts her head to allow him to do so easier. She tries to pull her hands away, but he won't' let her, and she smiles, knowing that she feels exactly what she wants.

The two rock into each other on the ground, all the while, Renamon and Guilmon watch in rapt attention. Renamon, sitting on a stone with her arm draped over her knee, says, “It is good to have them back, but I’m concerned.”
“Hm…?” Guilmon looks up to her. “What’s wrong?”
“They may not feel it, but this place is strange and different. It’s not physical, and neither is it digital.
Guilmon whines. “Did Takato not want to make me feel good?”
Renamon shakes her head. “No, he does, and so does Rika want to feel good with me. There’s something here that removes their inhibitions and changes us to fulfill the desires we didn’t have as purely digital beings.”
Renamon hops off of the stone and starts to walk off.
“Where are you going?” says Guilmon.
"We need to learn more about this place and the other Digimon that live here. We must become stronger for them. Do you think they could seriously face the perils that are here? Look at them."

Guilmon turns his head and whimpers again. The two humans stare into each other's eyes, peppering little kisses over their bodies. Fingers are now free to brush over the skin, lovingly and tenderly, but with a desire deep and feral awakening within them. With grunts and groans, Takato squeezes Rika's shoulders, thrusting his way all the way inside her, spreading her out, and crying out to the wind as he releases.

Rika’s eyes roll back as she feels the jizz pump into her. She hadn’t had anyone come inside her before she came here, but both times it has been so incredible. She falls back, panting, with a stupefied grin plastered all over her face. “F… fuck, Takato… who thought… you’d be… such a stud…?”
“We may not be Digimon like we used to anymore,” begins Renamon. “But I know something that’s even more concerning to me. Soon enough, they may not be human anymore, either…”

Renamon makes her way through the dense foliage of the forest. The Digimon has had some time to get used to the new appendage that swings between her legs, but the burning desire from both it and the slit comes and goes and waves, and she finds them both distracting at times. In her quest to understand the rules of this world, she wonders just what their purpose here is.
“You sound like you’re deep in thought. Don’t get too bogged down on the specifics of this place, or you just may find yourself losing all that you once were.” comes the voice of the mysterious figure.
Renamon readies herself for a fight and scans the area. "That's none of your concern. Are you friend or are you for? Show yourself!"

“Whoa, chill out, Renamon!” comes the masculine voice. Takato steps out of the foliage, his hands in the air. “I didn’t mean to be a creeper or anything.”
Renamon stands tall once more, sniffing the air and sensing Rika’s sex upon him. “You two have enjoyed yourselves. I hope it was enjoyable.”
“Yeah, it was, really. No fooling or nothing. There’s just something about this place that lets me run wild and try things I would have never considered before. And really…” his eyes gaze down over the curving form of the transformed Digimon, “I don’t think it’s all that bad.”
Renamon sighs. “I grow more and more convinced that this place isn’t affecting our minds, but letting us explore parts of ourselves we never thought possible. But, there is still a chance of danger, no matter how much we feel safe with each other.”
Say, Renamon,” Takato says, stroking his chin. “I couldn’t help but notice that you’re not exactly a guy. I mean, you’re not a girl, either.”
“Never was, but I accept your identification. Gender means nothing to a Digimon, whether that means having no sexual characteristics, or all of them.” She moves a hand down over her body, one hand covering a breast while another moves down. It wraps around her length and lifts it up, showing off the slit she has in between there.
“And, it’s just been you and Guilmon until now, right? Guess it could get pretty lonely, having only someone with a vagina to play with, huh?”
“I… I have not explored this part of my anatomy yet. I take it you are offering?”
“Is that a problem?”
Renamon huffs, but she shakes her head. Leaning back against the tree, she holds the length up and says. “Not at all, if you’re not bothered by it. Some humans might see my form as taboo.”
Takato walks up to her. Renamon had always been taller than him, but with the passing years, it seems he's caught up with her. Not enough to see eye-to-eye, but enough to not have to stand on his toes to lock lips with the Digimon.

Renamon sighs, moving her hands away and draping them over Takato's shoulders. The feeling of the tongue against tongue is comforting for the creature. Her warm chambers welcome him as he slides himself inside, and he even shudders as he feels her length press up between the two of them.

He pulls back, gasping as he looks wide-eyed into her eyes. She rocks her hips, milking his shaft as her own slides up between their bodies. “Is something the matter, Takato?”
“N… no, just… it feels… weird, though.”
She smiles and pulls away from him. “Then, I won’t make you do something you don’t want…”
“W… wait, but I…”
Renamon turns around, elbows against the tree. She sticks her butt out, lifting her tail, and while her dick hangs down and drips with her desire, it is no longer between Takato and her dripping pussy. “There, this might seem more natural to you.”
“Is… is it alright if I don’t…”
“I’ve had my dick pleasured by Rika. I want you to fuck me.”
Takato feels a surge of confidence as he steps up, gripping her furry ass and spreading her cheeks. He shoves himself in, the sound of his hips slapping against her cheeks, filling the quiet of the forest.

“Uuuh… uh, fuck, Renamon, that’s, nnngh, tight!”
She pants, looking over her shoulder at him, her tail twitching in delight. “I… I never had… a… an encounter… l-like this! Do like I did… with Rika!”
“You… you want me to come inside!?” He digs his fingers deeper against her fur.
She nods, her tongue rolling out as her eyes roll back. She holds onto the tree, clawing at it as she loses control of herself. While she fades into the darkness of total lust, she wonders just how she can maintain this level of arousal without becoming a mewling mess? But the more she thinks, the less she can concentrate.
Takato grabs her tail for more support, tugging it up and going to town on her sex. He pounds over and over again into her, his cock delving into slightly different portions until suddenly, one thrust hits her in a place that sends her toppling over the edge. Her chest squishes against the tree, sliding down as she desperately tries to grab onto the bark, scratching it up as she slips down. Soon, she falls to the dirt, her chest pressed against the grass and her cheek against the ground. “Oooh, fuck, Takato, I can’t. Aaah!”
"I'm cumming!" Takato screams, hilting into the Digimon one last time! As he shoots off into her, filling her deep into the insides that weren't a thing before, Renamon feels as if there's a well inside her, absorbing all of his data, holding it, making her full, for what purpose?

But before she can really think about it, she, too, falls over the edge, and her cock shoots out her own data stream, staining the ground with that white pearliness.

Takato falls over, laying on top of Renamon, desperately breathing. “A… ah…. Damn… I think… I think I need some water…”
"Mmmm… yes... Some food for energy, too…" Renamon muses… "for me, and the data inside…"


Renamon had wandered off from their little home base, and Takato followed close behind. This left Rika with nothing to do but wallow in her sweat-soaked and cum-stained body. She pulls herself up to her feet after laying for a little bit longer and admires the quiet. Guilmon rests, curled up and sleeping, leaving her pretty much alone to herself. “Ugh… maybe I should wash up or something? This just feels so… so weird.” As she walks off towards the sound of a stream.
As she walks, she finds the soft breeze brushing over her skin, and the warmth of the sun caressing her body. It is an excellent feeling and something that she never thought she would do.

Oh, sometimes, when Rika was alone in her apartment, she would look outside at the dark streets, lit only by a few streetlights, and she would imagine herself, baseball cap on her head and wearing her best shocks and jogging shoes and just roaming the town. She couldn’t do that. Never could do that…
And yet, here she is now, walking along a forested path, her goods on full display, and aching from uninterrupted sessions of animal fucking. This is no nightmare, she realizes. This is a dream come true.

She just wishes there actually were people around who could actually catch her. Renamon wasn't much of a surprise, and after fucking Takato, it already seems a bit stale.

Wait… she fucked Takato!" she looks down over her messy body and runs her hands over her stomach. "Oh shit… what if I'm…" she stops, closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, and smiling. Fingers brush over her smooth skin, making her gasp as the sensitive body feels every single stroke of her fingers. "Ah… what if… what if he did breed me?" she asks, opening her eyes slowly. "I don't… I don't' care… I don't worry… this place… it frees me, and… and I think I want as many men here to try."

She takes off her shoes and steps into the water, letting the cold fresh fluid caress her form. She dunks her head underneath and then pulls herself up, enjoying a pleasant breath of fresh air.

Her hair clings to her shoulders and back, and she rubs the coat of sweat and cum off of her. If there's anything about getting down and dirty that's the best, it's the clean up afterward.

The bushes nearby shuffle, and Rika instinctively covers up her chest. Realizing what she's doing, she pulls her arms away and smiles, waving her hands. "Hey, there! Wanna join me?"

What if it’s someone dangerous?
What if it’s someone horny?
Wonderful!
Guilmon pokes out of the bush, tilting his head as he looks toward the river. “I woke up all alone. Where is Takatomon?”
Rika sighs. "Oh, it's just you…" she says, finding herself a rocky site on the bank to sit on. She spreads out a little and lays back, letting the sun dry herself off as she sprawls on the ground.

“Just me?” Guilmon asks. “What’s wrong with me?”
“Oh nothing,” Rika says, pushing herself onto her elbows, keeping her legs spread. “Just that you don’t have a dick anymore, so you can’t fill me up.”
Guilmon whimpers as he emerges from the foliage. “Never had a dick,” he whines. “But this here feels really good.”
“I can show you another way it can feel good,” Rika says, spreading her legs and moving her fingers down. She parts the lips, showing off the cleaned, yet still soaked, sex. “You ever wonder what it tastes like? Go on… give it a lick.”
Guilmon closes his eyes and sniffs the air. The pheromone of the human woman is intoxicating, causing the Digimon to stumble forward, splash into the river, and slosh his way towards her.

"Mmm… that's right… come here, big boy… let's see that Digi-tongue of yours get to work!"

Guilmon pokes his face in between her legs, sniffing at her recently cleaned snatch. The tickling of his nostrils against her sends shivers up along Rika’s spine.
Guilmon opes his mouth, and his long, dinosaur tongue rolls out, pressing up against the woman's flesh and licking up along.

“Mmmm!” Guilmon looks up to her, his bright eyes beaming in delight.
“That’s right… eat my pussy, you wonderful cuntboy, you!” she bites her lip, pushing her hips forward to smash her body up against his snout.
Guilmon grunts, grabbing onto her thighs to hold her still. He presses his tongue hard against her flesh, piercing between the lips and delving deep into her.

Rika arches her back, gasping as she feels him wriggling around inside of her. “Ooo ooh fuck!” She had taken such big, hard dicks so much today, she forgot just how good it felt to get a good tonguing.
Her mind races back to the time she had experimented with another woman. For the life of her, she cannot remember her name. But that silver hair and the soft lines of her more mature face made Rika melt in ways she hadn’t felt before…
But not sense.
“Oooh… it’s… this is… this feels just like back the-aaah!”
Rika comes, overwhelmed by all the sensations that had hit her just now. Guilmon chirps, licking his lips as he pulls himself away from her. “Rika taste good!” he says.
Laying there sprawled out, Rika wonders. “Yeah, and I bet you taste good, too!”
“Want a taste?” Guilmon asks, pushing himself up.
“N… no, not right now… I think… I think we should wait for the others. There’s something I need to tell them. I think they’re really going to want to hear.”
Guilmon sits up, sniffing the air. "But where are Takatomon and Renamon?"

“Let’s just… go back and wait for them, f… for now.”

Rika and Guilmon sit back and relax around their campsite. Having built up a campfire, even the chill of the night didn't seem to bother Rika enough for her to put on some more clothes Guilmon lays down on his stomach, watching the flames lick up at the sky, and the embers disappear and mix with the stars.

Soon enough, Takato and Renamon stumble out of the darkness. Both of the waiting campers sit up, looking over towards the returning couple.
"Mmm… it took you long enough," Rika says, sighing as she spreads her legs apart, her fingers going between them and spreading her legs out. "Either of you still has what it takes to fuck me?"

“Ugh, I’m just so tired,” Takato says, plopping down on the opposite side of Rika. He leans back, staring up at the sky.
“Perhaps later, Rika,” Renamon says, sitting behind her tamer. Arms wrap around Rika’s body, pulling her up against her larger and furred form. She nuzzles up against the human’s cheek. This seems to keep Rika from going over the edge, and she relaxes her hold on her sex, laying back against her lover and Digimon.
“That’s okay… I guess I could rest up for tomorrow… but I expect you two to double-team me for making me wait.”
“We might have to wait for that,” Takato says. “Renamon thinks we might be in some kind of danger.”
“Hm…?” the woman looks up to the vulpine Digimon.
Renamon sighs, rubbing her tamer’s side and she speaks up. “This place can change the bodies of Digimon, but it also allows minds to be without their limits. You never would have done anything like you did today back home, would you?”
“Well, no, but… there are just so many rules back home. No one would look at me the same if I just walked out in the middle of the road and stripped down or just fucked any girl or guy I ran into.”
"Precisely," says Renamon. "There's a certain amount of restraint that people tend to have, both in your world and the Digital World. Takato… we know there are multiple worlds out there, and each of them has their own rules. Perhaps the rules of this world are that there are no rules. Right now, it's fun, but it could become… dangerous."

Rika groans when she hears this. "Oh, Renamon, you're such a killjoy. I was always so uptight at home, but I'm not going to be an idiot and do something dangerous. You're all too worried…"

Guilmon whimpers. “But Rika said you wanted to tell Takatomon and Renamon something important.”
Rika stares at the dinosaur with a bewildered expression before she gasps and pulls herself free from the Renamon. “Oh my gosh, I almost forgot. Guys. I think that we might have been chosen to be here!”
Renamon pushes herself up. “Chosen…? What do you mean?’
"Well… a few months ago, I did something I thought I could never do… I hooked up with a woman. She was mysterious and sensual, and I had never thought about it before. But one thing led to another, and soon, I was in her apartment, doing all sorts of things that I thought I would never do. The next morning, she was gone, leaving me alone in her place. It was bizarre, actually…

Guilmon looks over to Takato. “Did Takatomon see a weird lady?”
Takato shakes his head. "No, I didn't have any sort of sexual awakening. Just doing my usual thing. Reading hentai manga and jacking off.

Rika rolls her eyes. “Oh, is that all?”
"What? I mean, it's not that weird, is it, even if it was Digimon hentai…"

“Some people would find that strange, Takato,” Renamon responds. “Perhaps most would,”
“Okay, okay, so I was a little kinky back home. Is it so bad.”
“Not when we play,” Guilmon chirps up.
“Well, we can still have fun,” Renamon says, yawning, “but we need to rest and tomorrow we can worry about what we’re going to do for food.

The Digimon and their tamers snuggle in together in a pile by the fire, falling asleep with the warmth of their naked bodies, keeping them from getting too chilly in the night.

The woman appears behind one of the trees, a smirk upon her face. She disappears, only to show up once more a little bit later in an old abandoned city.
There, a gigantic armored Digimon mounts a smaller, humanoid one. It grunts as it thrusts into the Digimon, and the one beneath of it squirms and cries out in blind lusty passion.

"That's it, ya little slut!" the more giant Digimon says, pushing the smaller one down and growling. "Take all the digi-seed and make me plenty of eggs!"

The woman steps out from around the corner, tapping her cheek. “You seem to be pretty busy, aren’t you?”
The larger Digimon groans and snorts, pulling its dick out from the smaller Digimon. “Yeah, so? And what the Digi-Hell are you doing over here?”
The woman chuckles, pulling up the smaller humanoid Digimon, which was about her size. She wraps her hands around it, brushing fingers along its body and then leaning in, giving it a tender kiss on the neck. "I'm here to tell you that the humans are going to be heading this way. It's the only place they could go from where they are.

“What? You mean I’m going to get first on the humans!?”
“Certainly,” the woman says, her fingers going in between the other Digimon’s legs, pushing fingers up into the cum-filled snatch. “And there’s one there, a woman, whose lust is exceptional. She’ll no doubt want to take load after load of your hot cum.
The larger Digimon snickers. “Oh, hell yeah! I can’t wait!”