﻿Kenta was dutifully completing his homework. The other tamers could spend all the time they wanted goofing off but a degree in marine biology required some hard work. Truthfully he was glad that digital fronts were on the decline; it seemed like fewer and fewer digimon were traveling to earth from the digital world. Well it was less random, angry, and destructive digimon at least. It seemed that the number of digivices was increasing and with that rise the number of tamer and digimon partners. Admittedly they tended to come from too far away to help Kenta and company but they were keeping things safe in their areas. If Kenta was remembering right there were all of three tamers nearby who still lived like a city and a half away.  Setting down his now completed homework Kenta stretched out as he rose from his desk.


“Oh finally done huh? Good work now let's go out for some fun!” Penguinmon said, hopping from his seat next to the tv. “I’m all ready to rumble.”


“It’s dark out.” Kenta said gesturing through the window where it was just before sunset.


“Come on, it's our turn to patrol anyway.” 


“No it’s Rika’s turn, tomorrow is our patrol.”


“Ugh come on!” the digimon bemoaned, falling his clawed flippers up into the air. “I’m all jazzed up from watching wrestling all day! Then you come home and sit down to squiggle lines on paper that is gonna be thrown into a shredder in two days. I want some excitement! I want to do something!”


“Well we aren’t going out. You’ll just have to use your imagination to-” Kenta stopped as he became very worried about the gaping beaked expression Penguinmon was making.


“I know You can hook me up with one of those new modes like the other digimon!”


Kenta made a face not unlike discovering the food you were eating was out of date. “I’m not gonna pervert a perfectly good penguin!”


“Pervert?! Kenta what are you talking about?” 


“Those new forms are not battle upgrades; they are for one thing only; Sex. I, An asexual, am immune to the debased and debaucherous desires that create those forms.” Kenta declared proudly holding a hand to his chest as he extolled his virtue. Here, dear reader, you will learn that Kenta is wrong for multiple reasons about many things. Firstly, the transformations the digimon undergo are the result of powerful emotions and desires, just like digimon are born from. That they are all sexual is more to do with the tamers all being horny teens than degeneracy. Second Kenta isn’t, and never was asexual. He reached the conclusion that he was ace because he felt no desire when looking at the nude female body. 


“But I want to be a cooler digimon! I want a bod that is the envy of my peers! I demand you put aside your funky hang ups and help me grow! It is your duty as a Tamer!” Penguimon fumed, stomping his feet with every other word.


“Okay, Okay, just settle down.” Kenta said with a grimace and a sigh. “Okay so you want to be like the other digimon partners alright let's see.” Kenta began to sketch on the pad drawing claws and wings, a beak and a helmet. “How about this?”


“That’s Garudamon with boobs.” Penguinmon declared with a sour tone. “Come on, Kenta, give me some real effort!” the bird declared, swiping the sketch from the pad. “Start over!”


Kenta frowned but went to work drawing a four legged figure sharper wings and- 

“That’s Halsemon with boobs!” Penguinmon said, snatching the as yet unfinished sketch from the pad and swatting the tamer's head. “Stop just drawing other digimon!”


“I think they are cool! What do you want since you’re so picky?” Kenta asked, rubbing his head. “I don’t even wanna do this…”

“Uh, hmmm, I want to look strong! Intimidating! Controlling! Flashy! you know make me look cool.”


Kenta tilted his head catching sight of the television where a muted wrestling match was playing. “I think I got it,” he said and got to work, Penguinmon watched over his shoulder as he began to draw once more. 


What Kenta lacked in imagination he made up for in practical skill. Webbed avian feet joined to humanoid legs. A muscular chest still bearing Peguinmon’s stomach markings and purple white color scheme was clad in a loose high collared vest of black. Arms bulging with muscles ended in broad feather finger style hands. As Penguinmon watched though he began to notice the subtle biases of his trainer. The matches on screen were for the flyweight division but this image was a true heavyweight. The build being emphasized was a rival for Leomon or maybe Ogremon. Kenta perfectly captured the sheen of Penguinmon’s feathers layered over the perfectly defined muscles. Penguinmon’s head was given clear separation from his shoulder. The detail Kenta put into the bulging speedo style trunks of the new digimon and the way he focused on the muscles made it clear to Penguinmon that his Tamer wasn’t as free of temptations as he claimed.

“Add a few of those leather belts like Leomon and Ogremon wear around the legs and arms.” Penguinmon instructed.  Kenta silently complied, adding eight cinched belts to the look, two on each arm (one on the forearm one on the biceps) two on each leg (one around the thigh one  around the shin) and then closed the vest by adding an x shaped harness to the center. “Don’t forget to add a cool mask!” Penguinmon added as Kenta started to move his hand away from the sketch. Kenta nodded and a black leather hood style mask was added with a crest  of golden feathers above the eyes and a pair of purple curls on the cheeks. “Perfect! Now slash it just like Kazu said!”


“This isn’t going to work…” Kenta replied, drawing the sheet through the digivice. To his surprise though the Digivice lit up beeping.


“Penguinmon mode change to…” The digimon declared his form glowing as its proportions changed. “...Lucha Mode!”  Penguinmon stood six and half feet tall. The very image of the wrestling heels that had been on all day. Muscles rippled beneath his glossy feathers and the chrome of his belts gleamed in the still refracting light of his transformation. 


“Huh? I- what? How did that actually work? I don't even like wrestling!” Kenta asked, looking at his digimon utterly perplexed.

“You really don’t know why huh?” Penguinmon shook his head. “Alrighty i’ll tell you why it worked.”

“How would you know?”

“Because when I transformed all the subconscious desires you put into this design are what made it happen.” Penguinmon declared before grabbing Kenta, lifting him in the air. Before the teen could say more he was lightly tossed in the air, his pants being yanked down with his underwear following suit. Kenta’s shirt was then yanked over his head, inadvertently taking his glasses with them.

“Hey what’s the big idea?!” Kenta sulked as he pulled his glasses back onto his face. Kenta’s face flushed as he found that in the scant seconds he had been without sight Penguinmon had tugged off his own shorts and  a thick cock was erecting itself before his eyes. Kenta felt hot and his gaze was utterly transfixed as he watched Penguinmon’s cock shift longer and thicker with each heartbeat. The young man's heart thudded in his ears as the tip was brushed up against his mouth. The scent was strange and strong and he wasn’t sure what was going on.


“I’m going to show you what a pervert you really are deep down.” Penguinmon answered and when Kent opened his mouth to ask for further clarification it was filled with cock. Kenta gagged at first, the strong taste as much to blame as the fact that the tip was brushing his tonsils. A firm hand gripping his head prevented him from pulling back. Kenta breathed in through his nose the scent of his Digimons manhood making his head swim as he used his tongue to attempt to force the cock from between his lips. Penguinmon licked his beak as he looked down at his tamer who was more putting up a show of resistance rather than properly attempting to escape the embrace. The digimon was fully aware that deep down Kenta wanted this just that the teen didn’t know it. 


Kenta however was starting to feel the warmth of desire radiating over his body. The scent and taste of his partner's cock was making his mouth water. The teen gulped and slurped on the rod not really moving as he tried to adjust. Penguinmon’s cock was thick and long and the more Kenta’s tongue slid cover and along its surface the more he realized only half of that rod was in his mouth. Penguinmon grip shifted gently urging the would-be biologists head towards his groin. Kenta found himself gagging again but he was only allowed to pull back so far before Penguinmon stopped him.  Kenta was gagging again seconds later as Penguinmon got more insistent. The teen soon figured out (very much by necessity) how to time his breathing so that he went from choking on cock to feeling it slide into his throat with ease. Kent started moaning as his throat bulged out with Penguinmon’s cock. Kenta groaned as he found his nose stuffed into the feathery groin of his Digimon, and said Digimon’s balls resting against his chin. The young man who had moment ago declared himself to be ace could feel his cock throbbing with desire. Kent loudly slurped down Penguinmon’s cock with hunger, all the while unaware that his partner's hand was no longer guiding his actions. Penguinmon pulled Kenta’s head away from his crotch strings of saliva connecting the member and mouth. Kenta didn’t have a second between the sudden end of his cocksucking and sight of Penguinmon cumming on his face and into his mouth. Kenta’s glasses and forehead were splashed by the hot thick sticky seed as the cock jumped with each spurt. Kenta got a mouthful and swallowed on pure reflexes, his lips getting coated as well.


The young man was stunned at how fast it had all happened and he was still trying to gather his wits as Penguinmon pushed him onto his back flat against the bed. “Whew that was something else but we aren’t done yet.” Penguinmon said a smile on his features as he loomed over Kenta grabbing the teens wrist. “You’re probably really confused about what’s going on but believe me, I wouldn't even want to do this if you didn’t want it yourself.” The digimon declared as he his grip created an icy pair of shackles. Kenta looked up through his cum streaked lenses and opened his mouth to protest before a hand landed on his face and a similar ball and band of ice silenced him. Kenta’s thighs were parted and another set of shackles placed on his ankles kept him in that pose. “Look at you all leaky and excited.” Penguinmon teased Kenta stroking the human's cock. “But I said I'd show you what a pervert you really are…” Kenta flinched as his partner's touch became cold as ice. Kenta’s erection faded fast as the blood rushed away from the ice but strangely the feeling of arousal didn’t vanish with it. Kenta wiggled and whimpered, his physical desires at odds with his thoughts. “Don’t worry, I know just what you need.” the Digimon said as he pulled his hand away revealing to Kenta that his cock was now restrained in crystal clear ice with only the head poking free. “It’s not this you want me to play with, it's this…” 


Kenta flinched hips jerking upward as Penguinmon’s shaft began to slide into his backdoor. The teen’s writhing serving to allow the Digimon to fill him more and more. Kenta whimpered and moaned and panted into the gag as to his mild dismay Penguinmon was totally right. Kenta did love the feeling of his ass being stuffed full of his partner's thick long cock. Every little wiggle from either of them made his body ache with totally foreign pleasures. Kent could feel his cock straining to return to erection as Penguinmon’ cock ground against his prostate making a veritable river of Precum pour from the flaccid tip. 


“The cage is so you can focus on what makes you feel the best.” Penguinmon declared leaning over the teen as he pumped his hips against him. “You never got turned on looking at girls because you're gay, you just needed the right partner to show it to you. Lucky you, here I am!” Penguinmon said laying against Kenta’s body pinning him to the bed as he fucked him. “I’ll show you what a little sissy boy like you needs and once you’ve accepted what you want I’ll be there to give it to you night after night.”  Penguinmon declared before tapping the gag and dissolving it.

“What do I want?” Kenta asked, genuinely confused by his Digimon’s statements. The young man was enjoying himself too much to really refute the assertions about his sexuality but he was pretty sure the only thing he wanted right now was to cum. 


Penguinmon shifted his angle pushing nearly every inch of his cock into Kenta as he began to cum. “THIS!” Kenta gasped as his cock twitched and a stream of cum leaked from his soft member as his guts were filled with hot seed. Kenta’s vision flickered like he had been electrocuted, his brain seemingly unable to cope with the intoxicating pleasure of being filled to this degree. The young man shuddered and shook as purest orgasmic bliss flooded his body for the first time in his waking life. The teen slowly returned to reality to find he was laying on his side, shackles gone but with the cage left in place. Penguinmon was snuggled up to his back cock still firmly inside him. 


Kenta blushed as all the times he could have brought that encounter to a close early floated up to him. He was forced to concede (mentally at least) that Penguinmon was right about what he wanted. He was not going to tell his Digimon that anytime soon.