Zodiac - Chapter 9 - Aquarius:Let the Sparks Fly

"it took me long enough to get used to whacking off in front of biyomon! give me time!"

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Collared - Chapter 4 - At Master's Feet

Hawkmon glanced back at biyomon, who was beaming a smile at the cat. it didn't seem natural in the slightest... not to mention biyomon's new fetish of wearing a black spiked leather collar. "umm thanks..." in duez's paw was another black collar....

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Zodiac - Chapter 8 - Capricorn:Twice as Nice

Palmon let go of biyomon. biyomon was utterly exhausted now. she fell on her feathery behind once more with a bit of a grunt. "and so do you from the looks of it biyomon. pulling out for the money shot." "yeah."

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WereGarurumon's Stomach Virus

Impmon was snickering to himself and biyomon was sighing heavily. "what the hell was in that?!!?" "glass." said biyomon. "what are you digimon eating?!!?"

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Meeting Mike

"oh yeah," gazimon laughed, "the ones that biyomon liked so much!" "biyomon?" mike asked, "wait, there's three of you now?"

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The Perfect Picture

He was gradually losing control of himself as he kept taking shots of biyomon.

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Zodiac - Chapter 3 - Cancer: The Depths of Winter

Gomamon asked as biyomon cracked open the bottle; the room instantly filled with the smell of alcohol. "wow that stuff is strong!" "alcohol can usually dissolve glues, right?" biyomon asked.

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Digimon Defenders Biographies and Supplemental 1.0

D-rank 3 spiral twister- biyomon fires a spiraling wave of green fire at a target. talon twist- biyomon performs an acrobatic attack with wing-claws, talons, and beak.

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Bio-Emergance Chapter 1

"i'm biyomon!" it said while it bounced up and down on its bird like feet. "uh...right. um biyomon, can you tell me where i am?" "sure!" biyomon said "you're in the forest of 192.099.453!" "right" i said.

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Patamon's Fun Time Chapter 5

Exclaimed biyomon. "what are you doing back so soon!?"

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Unprofessional Behavior

She nodded to biyomon and continued on her way, carrying a stack of binders. biyomon moved onwards into the large room that housed a gauntlet of cubicles; the main office workforce of the syntax port.

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Of Feathers and Buoyancy.

It had been long enough, biyomon thought.

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