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There was always something exciting about the anticipation of the act. That knowledge that they were going to go on stage, perform in the most visceral, carnal sense, put on a display of power or vulnerability that was going to be shown off to dozens of big, powerful beasts…for both Kelly and Angirus, this was a thrill that they never got enough of, and it was why they kept doing this and kept enjoying it. But sometimes that excitement was tinged with nervousness. Especially with what they planned for tonight…a somewhat more extreme performance, one that carried a bit of risk with it.

Not as much as some, to be sure…it wasn’t that kind of club, Hedonix had its grunge factor but it was lighter on the outright depravity than some others. There were clubs in the city that catered to very extreme fetishes, the kind that could theoretically end with a lost limb or a lost life…even though most of the time, these were done in a way that was not actually disfiguring or fatal, there was always the risk of something going wrong, especially in a world where oversight was well on the laxer side. Kelly had almost gotten sucked into one of those shortly after landing at Hedonix - a recruiter had seen that he was a popular draw and had given him a chance to peruse his own club with the lure of a higher pay. But Kelly had quickly lost any intrigue when he saw the acts - a bloody, brutal rape scene, a forced drowning fuck, violent castration, even someone getting outright eaten. Even if it was technically all consensual, it wasn’t anything that Kelly would ever want to consent to, and he had bid a hasty farewell to the disappointed recruiter and rushed back into Angirus’s waiting arms. The experience had, at the very least, helped to settle him in his earlier days of dancing and stage fucks, knowing that he could have been doing a whole lot worse for himself.

But that didn’t mean they didn’t push the line in other ways. Not mortal peril, perhaps, but still risky. For both of them, really, though Angirus was less at risk for what was planned for him. And he must have seen it in Kelly’s eyes. “Almost time...gotta check one last time. Are you absolutely sure you want to do it this way?”

Kelly smiled, a bit nervously but genuinely. “Yeah, Angirus, I’m sure. We’ve been over this, haven’t we?”

They had been, as the Guilmon affirmed. They never did anything without talking it out first…even though Angirus was technically his owner now, the dino digimon was as invested in Kelly’s comfort as Kelly himself was. “Sure, but I still see you get that look in your eyes. That’s why I gotta check, just to make sure you’re not having second thoughts. If you are, we can always arrange some sort of illusion performance.”

“No, I...I want to do this. I’m not that scared, it’s just, you know, the usual jitters of venturing into the unknown. But I’ve said it a lot, I want it to be as real as it can be out there, because if it’s real for me, it’s real for them. And you know the audience loves that realism, they want to be convinced that what’s actually happening out there is the real deal, not just a fiction for them to get their kicks to. Besides, once I’ve gotten past that, then it won’t make me so nervous if there’s a next time, right?”

Angirus nodded, albeit a little hesitantly. “I understand. It’s just…you know, this is a little bit different from the usual. Take it from a Virus-type, they can be unpredictable. Even for me, the only real risk is that I’ll like it too much…but liking it too much could affect me for the long term in my own way. And viruses tend to be a lot more influential on humans, and typically aren’t easily, you know, undone.”

“Well, that’s why we’ve both got triple save-state backups, right? With two of them held by Thesh. I know there’s risks…that we’ll be corrupted enough that we won’t be willing to undo things, and even would be willing to corrupt the backups to prevent that…” Kelly flushed a bit; he didn’t think he WANTED that, necessarily, but there was a very deviant thrill to the idea of it, he wasn’t going to lie. “But, your types are always more in control of yourselves. And I trust you…you wouldn’t do anything to me that you would think was damaging to me.”

That seemed to help Angirus relax, as he stepped over and gave Kelly a firm hug. “I care a lot about you, Kelly. As much as most may only see the, ah, ‘fun’ side of things, your happiness means a lot more to me than any of that. And if you’re okay with taking these chances, I want to make sure you get as much out of them as you can…and not to worry about what might happen.”

“I’m not. I know my handsome Guilmon master has everything in control.” Kelly gave Angirus a peck on the snout, and then a gentle smile. “I appreciate you thinking about my feelings, though. It’s what helps me have the confidence that I can take chances like this, knowing that you have my back.”

Angirus snickered a bit. “It’s hard to believe that you’re the same human who looked like he was about to pass out just HEARING the idea of getting naked on stage. Now you’re doing things that some of the staff here wouldn’t even consider for how uncomfortable it made them.”

“I’ll bet some of them are annoyed that I show them up all the time, aren’t they?”

“Eh, they get over it when they get to have a piece of you. Besides, while a lot of people come to see you, the extra traffic does get them more attention as well.”

Kelly stuck his tongue out. “Maybe they oughta try to get more humans in here. A few more like me and they might never have to close. It’s about that time…don’t go easy on me out there, okay?”

Angirus gave a lusty little growl. “With what we have planned, there’s no need to worry about THAT, trust me.”

———

The stage was dark. But Kelly could still be seen, a little bit, and he knew it. There were plenty of mons with their eyes trained on him, eager to see what he would get up to. They didn’t know what they were in for - the show was labeled as a surprise, something which could definitely draw attention. Surprise shows couldn’t be normal shows, they had to have something unusual about them to warrant such a thing…though, that didn’t mean surprises couldn’t happen during regular shows. One never knew when there was going to be a twist, after all…Kelly could still remember the unexpected release of a bizarre form of something that played the role of a tentacle monster one night, something someone in the crowd had brought and released for unknown reasons. He, three other performers, and six audience members had been caught up for over an hour while staff tried to subdue it. Not exactly his favorite thing, if Kelly was being honest, it hadn’t been bad but he definitely preferred a warm body to be attached to whatever was nailing him.

That probably wouldn’t be happening this time, though. Kelly and Angirus, at least, knew what was going to happen. And Kelly was all prepared for it, though it wasn’t like he had to do much this time. He was bound in a suspension harness, the rig hanging from a beam above and keeping him just the right amount off the ground. It was probably the most taxing form of bondage, but it was also the one that offered the best view in general while still being full restraint. The way he was tied up, his arms were behind his back, his legs were bent and splayed, and his rear and groin were the most visible features at the bottom. It would be easy to see someone humping up into him, almost right at the point of action.

Slowly the lights came up, revealing Kelly properly. He blushed a bit as there was a smattering of applause and whoops from the onlookers, various rough digimon who looked like they wouldn’t mind getting a piece of that action. There wasn’t going to be any audience participation tonight, though - it was unlikely Kelly would be in any state to do so after what they had planned. They could try, but something told him Angirus would dissuade them pretty quickly. And speaking of…he could hear footfalls behind him. A familiar cadence, but heavier. His heartbeat ticked up a notch, this was what he was waiting for…

The crowd’s interest picked up quickly as Angirus stepped out. While his identity was never in doubt, he certainly looked like a different beast altogether. Standing almost a foot taller than even his original heightened stature, the muscles on his body more prominent and bulky, and, most tellingly, his normally reddish scaling a dark, ominous black, a feature extending to his also-upsized erection. As he stepped around into Kelly’s vision, the human’s heart skipped a few beats at the sight of his sinister master - there was just an AURA of power and domination about him that was even more potent than his normal self.

Planned, yet still unexpected…Kelly knew what was happening, on the surface of it. Angirus had taken on a viral corruption…as his natural orientation was a Virus-type, such corruptions weren’t going to harm him, but he’d told Kelly in advance that augmenting himself this way was liable to exacerbate his wilder side’s nature. He would be even less inhibited, even more domineering, less likely to adhere to boundaries, more likely to put Kelly into extreme situations. He could erase the corruption from himself without much trouble…the main issue was, it was enjoyable to be this way, and much harder to erase if he subconsciously didn’t want to.

Telling Kelly all this had been one thing…actually seeing it now, feeling it now, was another. Kelly was already somewhat corrupted and infected, he’d taken on one before to make Angirus have more impact on his body, and the brand on his shoulder was the mark of another one, one that Angirus could use to outright control him. The Guilmon didn’t do so much, since it wasn’t really necessary…but he had prior to this, explicitly disallowing Kelly the ability to refuse him as long as he was enhanced like this. It had been with Kelly’s assent, but carrying a warning that it would carry its own risk with it…and now Kelly knew what he meant. Angirus had basically removed his own restraints, he was a commanding and domineering presence who might have all sorts of deviant thoughts about what to do to him, and Kelly had surrendered any and all refusal…Angirus could do whatever he wanted with him, and he would have no choice but to do it.

The fact that Kelly was feeling far more excitement than fear told him all he needed to know about how he felt about that.

Angirus gave him one last devilish grin before stepping around Kelly again, leaving him nothing but the eager crowd in his vision. But while he couldn’t see the Guilmon, Kelly could feel his heat, and it wasn’t long before he felt even more than that, those clawed hands gripping his hips and holding him nice and tight and poking into him just enough for him to feel the sharpness. Angirus wasn’t holding back on the imposition, that was for sure, but Kelly loved how exciting that little extra bit of danger felt…his cock was already quite hard, hanging below him loosely and dripping onto the stage. And as Angirus’s pressed up against him, he could tell that the Guilmon’s was just as primed and leaky, a testament to just how wound up he was…Angirus was rarely THIS excited, the corruption must have really done a number on him. This was going to be wild…

An almost feral snarl erupted from Angirus as he drilled almost his entire cock into Kelly, eliciting a powerful cry from the human and a jet of pre to splatter onto the stage in front of them. He was used to Angirus being quite big, but he was even bigger now, longer and thicker and piercing deeper into him, making Kelly flex his fingers and wiggle uselessly in his bonds as his body worked to adjust to that superior intruder. And that wasn’t all that was different…the bumps near the heat were bigger and sharper, and those spikes dotting the shaft were harder and scratched more, making Kelly feel them so much more clearly, and more dangerously…they felt like they were a threat to him, even though they did nothing but bring him pleasure. And even the heat was different, no less potent but there was an oddly ‘thick’ quality to them, and there was a mild tingle wherever it spread through Kelly - which would be through most of him eventually, but was for the moment concentrated to his ass and his gonads. All of this through just a bit of corruption…and there was something so thrilling about all of it, making him moan and pant as Angirus took him.

The Guilmon was not going too fast, but every thrust was deliberate and powerful. That knot ramming against the human’s ass with every drive in, and then the slow, imposing pull-out…Kelly clenched around him as much as he could, but it seemed to make very little difference in Angirus’s motions, he was easily able to overcome the human’s feeble resistance. It wasn’t long before dark-tinged precum started to drool out around the human’s hole whenever Angirus drew out, and then splash out messily when he pushed in and his knot smacked wetly into the mess. All of which was readily witnessed by the crowd…they could see Kelly’s ass swallowing that Guilmon dick like a good slut, hear the human moaning like a little bitch, leaking like a proper sub. And they were as eager as ever for it, and waiting in anticipation for what was going to happen. They didn’t know what would, but they knew something would - the change to Angirus could only have been a prelude to some kind of corruption.

And if anything was hotter than fucking a subby bitch human, it was corrupting a subby bitch human.

The tingle was spreading through Kelly, along with that heat. He knew exactly what it was…the insidious virus creeping through his being, meeting no resistance. It wasn’t his first infection, he’d taken a couple permanent ones from Angirus and temporary ones from some clients, he knew what it felt like, and he’d come to enjoy it most of the time. There were some that weren’t pleasant, were designed to impose on him in uncomfortable ways, but that was rare…most wanted to simply put the human under their thrall and make them extremely sensitive to whatever they did. It wasn’t hard for them to do that, most humans had a basic antivirus program to protect them, but part of Kelly’s employment had required him to surrender that…he wasn’t worried about it, though, because Angirus could control pretty much any virus in his body as part of his own infection. Removing one was a cinch…if he felt like it.

This one, though…this was going to linger for a while.

Kelly squirmed more as the pleasure started to crest in him, pushing him to the limits of his ability to hold himself back. Angirus was ‘helping’ once again, he could feel that twitching in his gonads but the viral control Angirus had taken was blocking off his orgasm, making sure he couldn’t go off too quickly. His cries went higher, he squeezed harder on the Guilmon, he shook and writhed in his bonds more, all to try to push himself over that edge that was being denied him…he could hear some catcalls from the crowd, calling out his sluttiness, but he couldn’t either feel shame or pride from that at the moment, his mind was rather wrapped up in its need for orgasm. Yet all Angirus did was keep driving in forcefully, the loud slaps audible over the growing chatter of the crowd, wanting to see the bitch on display get knotted and creamed in. He was going at his own pace, heedless of anyone else’s wants…except Kelly’s, but he was deliberately restraining those, growling salaciously as he teased with a fierce prodding to the human’s prostate, Kelly’s moan strained as that hot tip jabbed against that sensitive spot and tried its best to send him over the edge…at this point he was held back from that as tightly as he was bound up there, but with much more desire for release.

But Angirus waited…and waited…Kelly’s cries were getting more desperate, but Angirus waited still, waited until he could sense that that tainted heat had spread all the way through Kelly’s body, the human suffused with the viral corruption to the limit. And then, only then, did he roar out and hammer in, popping that knot in with a lewd slurp. Both human and Guilmon went off at the same time, Kelly feeling his bolls churn out bolt after bolt of seed onto the floor in front of them, while his ass was filled with thick, noxious lava, gushing into him with intense force and volume, decidedly more than even the normal Angirus gave. Not a drop was escaping him, not with that upsized knot plugging him up, so all that fiery fluid could do was rush deep, carrying its corrupting heat with it to spread further, faster…

Even in the midst of rapture, Kelly could feel it. The tingle was spread all the way through him, but most concentrated in his lower torso and gonads, where he could feel a twisting and buzzing sensation all the way through him. And his forcefully spurting cock wasn’t letting up, but with each pulse of thin seen out of it, he could feel it slowly shrink, contract, diminish, little by little…the shots were getting less robust as well, as his balls also withdrew, dwindling smaller and smaller. The crowd was whooping it up as they saw it too, now even more invested in the show as it took its promised turn. Kelly was only dimly aware of them, though, the changes in his body taking most of his attention as they rode over the relentless ecstasy, his climax not fading at all even through the corruption’s effects…his cock and balls dwindled to nothing, and the twisting and buzzing got more intense, his body rearranging inside as the virus’s altering effects accelerated. He was squirming a lot, letting out strained mewls and gasps as he felt things twist and turn within him. New sensations began to register as those sensations finally died away…they didn’t disappear entirely, but they diminished to the same level of the rest of that tainted heat through him, allowing Kelly to catch his breath. And a glance down told him what he was feeling…no longer bearing a cock and balls between his legs, but instead he was treated to a view of a vaginal opening where they had once been.

By the cheers and whoops, the crowd DEFINITELY approved.

And Kelly was feeling the excitement grow again. This wasn’t something he had been pining for, he had never felt ‘wrong’ in his previous body…but he was well aware that this sort of adjustment was more than accessible in the digital world, and he’d encountered clubgoers and a couple staff members who had changed one way or another. And a few of the mons who fucked him had told him about humans they’d had before who had changed like that, voluntarily or involuntarily…a little curiosity wasn’t anything bad, was it? Plus, he may not have had any issues with his cock, but it wasn’t like he was doing THAT much with it, that going without for a bit would have been that big a deal. And given that a turn like that was something that was VERY popular for digimon to see on humans, for whatever reason…the idea of ramping up the guest satisfaction even more seemed tempting in its own right. He had talked about it with Angirus, and the Guilmon was certainly partial to the idea…but only after he had taken ownership of Kelly had he floated the idea of doing it this way. Possibly the riskiest way they could do it…a viral corruption was effective, but even a body with no active antivirus could fight off viruses over time, and when it came to physical alterations, fighting off the virus didn’t revert them, it embedded them. In theory, Angirus could block that off indefinitely, since he controlled the virus and would be re-upping the dose continuously…also in theory, he could immediately dismiss it and leave Kelly like that in an instant. Or he could choose to let it expire. Or he could let it linger so long that Kelly would be unable to tolerate undoing it…so much risk, of course Kelly had to do it this way.

They were doing it as safe as they possibly could while still being that dangerous. Full state back-ups for each of them, that they could use to restore the state they were in at the time they were taken, before the corruption…restoring from those was easy, clean, and rarely ran into any issues. But there was still a significant risk, because one had to WANT to restore from backup…and either Kelly or Angirus could decide they didn’t want Kelly to, or Angirus could decide he didn’t want to restore himself, and it wouldn’t be that hard to destroy or corrupt them…a scenario where they held the rope, yet might choose to let go and fall over the cliff, and who know how loud the voice in their ear would be, telling them how thrilling the fall would be.

One thing was for sure…if they did fall, they’d have plenty of fans. Kelly was almost expecting them to try to rush the stage, so excited were they. Not that he blamed them - they loved humans getting gender-fucked, having it done by imposition was even better, and the air of being forced into it, helpless to stop it, was basically the top of the pyramid. It didn’t matter if behind the scenes Kelly had been just as on board with it as Angirus, to them it looked for all the world like Angirus had just corrupted Kelly by force and without permission - and that was HOT.

Of course, it wasn’t done there. No way they were going to leave the stage with Kelly untouched down there. And Kelly felt that heat building in his loins now, making him itch and tingle inside…the corruption had more than one effect, of course it did, it was now priming him to be fucked in his new cunt, and to need that more than anything he could imagine. He was already feeling pretty tired, viral corruption transformation was definitely the most taxing way of doing it, but he had plenty left in the tank for this, and that burning need was pushing him hard to cry out for it…not that he really needed to, Angirus wasn’t going to leave him wanting.

Once again, the Guilmon forcibly extracted his knot from Kelly, making him yelp a bit as his ass was stretched out forcibly and then snapped back to tightness. Angirus didn’t move from behind him, though, instead stepping into him a bit, tilting the human upwards. Two claws stretched out those labia, giving the audience a great view of that new opening just before the tip of his ebon cock nestled against it, wedging in just a little bit. Even that felt like a bizarre stretch to Kelly, who had never had anything to stretch on this side of him before…it was weird, his mind sending unusually conflicted signals, part of it feeling as natural as ever and part of it knowing he wasn’t supposed to have this and protesting. But no protest was going to matter, he was destined for a devastating deflowering and nothing was going to stop that.

And Angirus delivered. The Guilmon shifted his grip to hold Kelly more bodily, and thrust up HARD, driving a little more than half his cock into the human’s cunt. Kelly wailed out in rapture as his new hole was forcefully claimed, throwing his head back almost into Angirus’s snout as he shook in a sudden mini-orgasm, that searing heat touching untilled, oversensitive flesh and ruthlessly hammering it with stimulation and heat to beat the band. He squeezed, he clenched, he writhed, he gushed, nothing did anything to dislodge Angirus, who kept himself still and deep within the human, letting him ride out this novel experience.

He wasn’t going to hold in place for long, though, and as soon as Kelly seemed to be relaxing, Angirus was starting up again. The crowd urged him on as he started to rut the human, not taking it particularly gentle, working himself in and out with vigor and force to match how he had started on Kelly’s ass earlier. It was getting plenty of voice out of Kelly, breathless cries and gasps showcasing the cavalcade of bliss he was under, his fluids rapidly leaking out around the Guilmon’s cock as it worked in and out, back and forth, raking those walls with those bumps and spikes that were trapped so tightly against them. “That’s right, bitch, sing for me. Sing for THEM. Show them all how much you like the gift your master gave you. Taking your useless, worthless cock that no one wanted to touch, not even you…let them see how much you like having a new hole to slut yourself out with.”

Language like that was NOT Angirus’s norm, and Kelly felt his heart racing delightfully as he heard it…this unrestrained, maybe even slightly unhinged side of the Guilmon was such a rush. And he was getting another rush into Kelly as he pounded away at that tight cunt, the human helpless to do anything except take it and love it, and raise his voices dutifully to show that off. He could feel the burn all along his now passage, that tingling viral burn that felt so good everywhere else but felt almost miraculous within his needy loins. He could feel that thickness, so much starker than it had been on the other end simply because he wasn’t familiar with it, stretching him visibly and making him look even more deviant. He could feel the rush of orgasm, over and over, not the ‘big one’ but he could feel himself building to that, and the continued burn of need that he would need sated. And he could also feel, in the back of his mind, that slight sense of wrongness, of not-normalness, trying to make itself known through the more granular euphoria he was getting from all that was happening…and that might have been the best part of all. That subtle resistance deep inside him that told him he was being imposed on, diverted from how he was, how he was familiar with…that was the element that he craved, that little reminder of the control he’d lost, the authority he’d relinquished over himself. Maybe it explained the humans in that other club, the depraved and deviant ones…perhaps an element of what they got out of that, a feeling of being overwhelmed and overpowered, a victim to the circumstances, and the thrill that came with that. He might not have wanted it as potently as them, but in the right amount, it made everything that much better, that deviance that made it feel just a little wrong and thus made it feel oh so RIGHT.

A near-scream erupted from Kelly as Angirus suddenly drove in harder, sending his cock that much deeper into Kelly and making his knot slam against those lips. And now, all of a sudden, Angirus was going all out, hammering in with ferocity while Kelly was rocking in his bindings, almost losing his voice from how loud he was getting. Somehow he felt even more full than ever, Angirus had breached to an insane depth and he could see it in how visible the bulge was in his gut, showing everyone how much power the Guilmon had over him. Shouts of “knot the bitch!” were coming out, demanding impatiently what they were sure to get, but Angirus wasn’t rushing it - despite the pace he was going at, he was still being very controlled, pounding away and sending Kelly to stratospheric levels of bliss. He was so close, he could feel his body winding up, ready to unleash all of that in an explosion of ecstasy that would rival the best he’d ever had, if Angirus just got him that last little bit…

That little bit and then some was granted to him, very suddenly, when Angirus’s grip tightened and that knot was shoved into his cunt, slipping in with a loud slurp and giving Kelly that last and truest feeling of fullness. His voice cut off as it tried to pitch too high, an almost soundless emission as he saw white, that rapturous release wiping away virtually all other thoughts. Except for one: the wondrous glory of that tainted heat pumping hot and hard into his womb, flooding him and making him swell out more, his body twisting and thrashing in his bonds as he was brutalized by that heavenly blitz, surrendering fully to Angirus’s conquest. How loud the crowd had gotten in his stead, yelling out and pounding tables as they watched him get completely subdued by Angirus…getting pounded, turned, filled, all for their entertainment. As if Kelly needed anything to make it feel more satisfying than it already was…thank goodness he hadn’t let his earlier nerves get to him, because there was NO question now, he was over the moon.

It felt like such a long time before he came down from the high. His gut felt very packed full with spunk and dick, making him moan and pant a bit as he felt that strain in his midsection. He might not have been blown up like a balloon, but there was a decided roundness in there…he kind of wished he could feel it with his hand. Surely he’d have an opportunity later, though…and they still weren’t totally done. Wiped as he felt, there was one more step to this…and it was starting, as Angirus pulled out of him rather forcefully once again, a moaning grunt pushed out of Kelly’s lungs as his body snapped shut from its intense stretch around that cock. But there was still a swell visible in him, and he could feel something churning in there…

Angirus was working him out of the harness, swiftly disengaging the pieces as Kelly shuddered and tensed up. His arms and legs were freed, and he was able to stand up as the other pieces were unstrapped from him, letting him finally go from his bound state. Angirus then laid him down on his back, finding a spot nearby where he wasn’t resting in a puddle of spunk or anything…Kelly could feel his breathing getting labored, his energy diminishing rapidly as it felt almost like it was pulled within him. There was a growing tightness in his abdomen, he could feel something getting nice and solid in there…and then he could feel his body start to contract a bit, trying to push it out.

He didn’t fight it, trying to encourage the release. It wasn’t super quick, the mass was stubborn, not wanting to go anywhere right away, forcing him to try to push and tense down, and try to open up for it as much as he could. Harder and harder he strained, sweat beading down his face as he grunted, cried out, but he could feel it move, pushing and stretching him wide deep inside, maybe even wider than Angirus’s cock had…until it felt like something gave way, and suddenly he was making much faster progress, his body guiding it down his canal out towards the opening, where he had one more stretch to go…

<POP> And out it came, into Angirus’s waiting claws. Kelly flopped back, trying to settle his breathing…and then tilted his head up to see what had come out. An…egg? It certainly looked like one, it had the right shape and everything…but there was something about it that was…off, somehow. He’d seen a few digimon eggs before, none of them looked quite like this one did, it had a vaguely bizarre aura about it, and its color was a cloudy, dusky gray that seemed to swirl before his eyes. Somehow, he had the feeling that, despite looking like an egg, it wasn’t really a normal one…maybe Angirus would know what it was, he had only said there would be an egg, not much about what it would be, other than ‘not a kid.’ He’d expected something a little more dummy than that, though…

He sat up again, feeling more beat than he could remember feeling in a long time…even the branding hadn’t wiped him out this much. But it was over…or so he’d thought. The crowd was almost rabid, they wanted a piece of him, but this wasn’t meant to be a participation show…but as Angirus knelt next to him, he felt a lick over his brand, making him stiffen up and cry out a bit.

“They’re so eager…I wouldn’t feel RIGHT not giving them a chance at you.”

And Kelly clenched his teeth as he felt a flare of that heat through him…that incessant, undeniable NEED to be fucked and filled and ravaged and used charging through him again. The fatigue was only partly mitigated, but that was all that was needed - he wasn’t done at all, and he wouldn’t be done until Angirus willed it. And as a Devidramon stormed the stage and plunged his diabolical cock deep into Kelly’s cunt, he knew he wasn’t going to have any problem with that at all…at least until his body made him pay for it later.

———

Hours later, Kelly was in Angirus’s arms, tiredly holding the egg his body had produced, about the only thing he could manage in his current state. He’d need a good bit of sleep or a nice pick-me-up before he could get back into action…which of those he was going to get was still well up in the air at the moment, but he wasn’t in the mood to care.

Angirus pushed the door open with his foot and laid Kelly on their bed, gently taking the egg from the human and bringing it over to a cushion on one of their shelves. Kelly’s eyes lingered on it, the weird, swirling color of it giving a very good impression of life, as was the slightly sinister viral aura it gave off. “Mmm…whad’ya think’s in there, Angy?”

“Betting it’s a shitload of corrupted code and some exotic viruses. Gonna get someone to analyze it after it’s cooked for a bit, might be neat to find some new ones. Humans’re supposed to be one of the best ways to get novel viruses, since they’re so different from us.”

The human gave a weary, giddy giggle. “Maybe we can do another if you don’t get anything neat.”

“Rrrr, listen to you…” Angirus headed back over to the bed, looming over Kelly and making the human’s heart skip beat; gosh, did Angirus ever look powerful and imposing in this alteration, that black-scaled body beefed up even more than usual, and an edge in his eyes that made it clear that he was DEFINITELY enjoying this new viral infusion. “Already talking about another…you really DID take to this well, didn’t you?”

“Perhaps I-AH! D-did!” Kelly took a sharp breath as one of those hot claws rubbed against his puffy lips, sending a small but significant wave of ecstasy through him. “Ohhh…that feels amazing…I, ah…hope you, ah…put me to good use, Master…”

“Oh, you’d better believe I will,” growled the Guilmon with aggressive excitement. “Making sure plenty of our co-workers get their share of time with you, extra chances for audience romps…a couple of Viral Heat shows to give some devious devils a chance to hit the viral lottery with their own ‘eggs’…maybe even take you to out to the slums and make you find your way back to me, taking every mon who wants a piece of you…”

“Hnng…Angirus…” Kelly shivered at the exciting threats, finding himself getting hotter and hotter from them, though that burning claw was certainly helping as it started to stroke in and out of him.

“Heh…I had a feeling you’d like that. Everything you were hoping it would be and more, eh?”

“Haah…y-yeah…better than I expected even…knew that, nnh, once I got past the nerves it’d be…fff, it would be a whole lotta fun. So different…but so good, your cock felt amazing in there…ahh, hnn, the, the next week’s gonna be a blast.”

“Heh…I was thinking at least two, actually.” Kelly cried out as Angirus’s claw plunged deep, poking very sensitive spots inside him, his cunt spasming around the hard but welcome intruder. Oh, Angirus was definitely wilder in this fiercer viral state, and already stretching beyond their original intentions…and Kelly wouldn’t say a word against it, as deferential to his master as ever, perhaps even more so, the virus calling the shots and goading him exactly how the Guilmon wanted. If this was how he was already, Kelly was sure Angirus had plenty of ideas for how to make that entire time a wild one...he could hardly wait. And if they were both caught up in it and two became more, well…viruses COULD be addictive, after all, and he had little doubt he’d mind. They could go back any time they wanted, so no rush…