The Emperor's New Tail
The Emperor's New Tail
"Rrrrraaaaahhhh!" Screaming in frustration, the Digimon Emperor slammed his fist into the arm of his command throne. He watched the live feed on his monitor as the DigiDestined destroyed another of his control spires before escaping back to the real world. Time and again they struck, destroying one spire after another despite his best efforts. He sighed to himself, bringing up the main screen on his console to review the day's records. As he scrolled through the day's captures, he stopped the screen; a single entry jumping out at him.
"Heh heh heh," he chuckled to himself, running his finger across the name, savoring it. "Well, it may not be the same one, but at least I can entertain myself for a while. You!" He pointed to the ring-controlled Tankmon guarding the door. "Bring prisoner #7532 here, and remove her gauntlets and tail ring first." The mindless guard left, leaving the Emperor to pace around in anticipation of what he would do to his enemies' look-alike.
The Tankmon returned a few minutes later, gripping a furiously struggling white cat in its arms. Oblivious to her struggles, the guard chained her arms to the wall, leaving her hanging by her bare wrists. The Emperor smiled as he noted that, as he ordered, she was missing her tail ring and clawed gloves, rendering her helpless. Even so, her icy blue eyes glared at him, refusing to say anything.
"Come on, kitty," the Emperor taunted, leaning in close. "Most Digimon would love to have a chance to talk to, or even take a swing at, me." Gatomon lashed out, only to be yanked back hard at the last moment by her chains, making the Emperor laugh maniacally.
"Laugh it up," Gatomon retorted, "We all know the truth: every time you face the DigiDestined, you end up running away like a scared little Numemon! And now you want to take all your frustrations out on me because I'm the same species as a chosen Digimon." The Emperor's face grew red as he grit his teeth, rage boiling inside him.
"Silence!" he roared. Clearly verbal abuse wasn't going to break this spirited feline. Inspiration suddenly struck him. He had read enough stories to know the best way to break the spirit of a rebellious female. Without warning he reached out, grabbing the cat's chest roughly, making her yowl in surprise.
"What do you thing you're doing?!" She growled as the Emperor kneaded her breasts. Her face flushed; she felt her nipples perk up from the stimulation, moisture soaking her thighs as her pussy started dripping. His thumb flicked one of her nipples, making her moan uncontrollably. "S-stop that!"
"Not a chance, bitch." He spat out, slipping a finger into the whimpering cat as he began undoing his belt, pulling his hard dick out. Wormon, who had been hiding in the corner, couldn't keep quiet anymore.
"Master, please don't do this," he groveled, creeping closer to the Emperor. "You don't understand what she wi-" His words were cut short as the Emperor cruelly kicked him across the room, leaving him dazed in the corner.
"Get out!" the Emperor bellowed, and Wormon hastily scrambled out of the room. As he was berating his servant the Emperor missed the fleeting smile that crept across Gatomon's face. She forced back a moan as he brushed her clit; his attention fully back on her now that they were alone.
The Emperor grinned, feeling Gatomon's inner walls were soaked with feline juices. He pulled his hand away to lick her fluids of his fingers. "Looks like this pussy's pussy is ready for the main attraction." Stroking his hard shaft, he forced her legs apart, positioning himself at her entrance.
"You wouldn't..." Gatomon started just before he shoved himself into her sex all at once, the sudden intrusion forcing a cry from the bound digimon. She moaned weakly as the Emperor began forcefully plowing into the cat, savoring the feel of her tight walls hugging his dick.
"Yeah, you like it rough, you dirty whore-cat," he panted, each thrust driving him closer towards climax. Completely engrossed in his own pleasure, he never noticed Gatomon's tail encircle his waist, her legs urging him ever onward towards orgasm. With one final thrust he moans, his human seed spraying deep into the feline's grasping tunnel. Gatomon purred as she felt the boy's dick spurting deep into her; exactly what she wanted. Spent, the Digimon Emperor tried to pull away but only got a few millimeters out before the felines muscles clamped down, trapping him inside. He used all his strength and managed to get a couple of inches until her muscles overpowered him and drew him back inside.
"Let go of me!" He cried.
"No," She purred.
"I said..." He pulled his arms back, balling up his fist. "LET GO!" He swung with all his might, aiming straight for the feline's smiling face.
"Stop."
The moment she spoke, her inner walls pulsed. Every muscle in the Emperor's body suddenly froze, his fist stopped inches from her whiskers. Gatomon purred at the look of surprise and fear on the boy's face, licking her lips in anticipation. Her muscles flexed again, and the Emperor found his body moving of its own accord. Taking the cat by the hips, he began fucking her rapidly, crying out at the sudden surge of pleasure as Gatomon flexed her hips in time with his thrusts.
He gasped, every fiber in his body trembling as his orgasm neared. Gatomon suddenly squeezed with her muscles, driving him over the edge. The Emperor practically screamed from the force of his climax, his seed pouring out of his body and into the small digimon. Her muscles milked the spurting shaft, driving his orgasm to unnatural heights. After nearly a solid minute of spurting his seed, the Emperor slumped to the ground, completely exhausted, still trapped inside the cat.
Small particles formed in the air around Gatomon. They quickly converged on her front paws and tail, forming into a new set of gloves and a new tail ring. Feeling her strength returning, she easily pulled her paws free of the chains that held her. Pushing off the wall, she forced the Emperor to the ground, keeping his hard shaft inside her sex the entire time. She purred as she caressed his sensitive shaft with her muscular tunnel.
"Stop it! What are youuu...?" He moaned as his over-sensitive dick was being slowly ridden by the diminutive digimon.
"You're a fool, Ken Ichijouji," Ken gasp as she said his name. No one knew his true identity; how did she find out? "You claim to be the Digimon Emperor, and yet you don't know the first thing about us. For example, do you know why no male digimon, not even a Mega, would dare force himself upon a female digimon?" She leaned in close to whisper. "Because the sexual connection allows the female complete and total access to the male's data. That's right," She smiled as realization dawned on Ken's face; all the color drained from his face. "Right now you're completely under my control. I can do whatever I want to you. I even have all your knowledge inside me now."
That explains how she knew my name, Ken thought. "What are you planning to do?" He couldn't stop a note of fear creeping into his voice. Gatomon didn't smile as she responded.
"I intend to punish you for your crimes against Digimon and the Digital World. For all the heinous acts you committed, there can be only one sentence: deletion."
"NO! Gua-aaaaaahhhh!" His shout for help was cut short as Gatomon forced an earth-shattering orgasm upon him through their connection. Her pussy sucked, literally pulling the cum from his body and into her hungry tunnel. Ken fell back as an insidious numbness crept along his limbs. He realized that she was absorbing all his data, and he could imagine what would happen to him if she continued.
"Please," Ken pleaded even as another orgasm was building in him, "Mercy, Gatomon, please!" Gatomon looked at him, and he saw the cold fury in her eyes.
"You dare beg fro mercy, after all you've done?!" She started slamming her hips down, driving the breath from Ken's lungs and bruising his hips. "How many of your victims begged for mercy before you killed or enslaved them? What about them? WHAT ABOUT MY FAMILY!?" Tears were streaming down her face as she screamed, the memory of her family's deletion at the hands of the Emperor's slaves burning bright in her mind. Ken couldn't answer; he was too shocked.
Blinking back tears, Gatomon continued her furious humping of the abused human's pole. Ken cried out as orgasm after orgasm was torn from his body; his data carried away by the flow of seed into the feline. He whimpered in fear as his form began to flicker; he had seen this happen to digimon, and it was never good. He tried one last time to plead with Gatomon, but she ignored him and continued her assault. She was panting hard, purring and mewling as her own orgasm fast approached.
Both human and digimon howled as their orgasms hit together. Gatomon's entire body shuddered as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Ken could only watch in horror as his form dissolved into millions of tiny particles; those particles were being absorbed into the feline's pussy. Gatomon's last view of the Digimon Emperor was his goggles breaking up; his eyes hidden from her sight. She sighed as the last few particles of his being were sucked into her.
"It's over, it's finally over," Gatomon spoke aloud to the empty room. After weeks of fretting, mourning and planning, the Digimon Emperor was finally no more. Her mind was already going over every memory, every scrap of information from his mind. But as she turned to leave, a single memory jumped out at her: that of a much younger Ken, happily playing and blowing bubbles with his older brother, Sam. As the memories of Ken's life played out in her mind she realized that, as much as she hated him for what he had done, he didn't deserve this fate.
Gatomon squatted down, concentrating. Her body responded at once, churning and pulsing, creating. She moaned as a weight formed in her birth canal. Flexing her muscles, she guided the large weight down her love tunnel until the tip of a pink digiegg emerged from her fuzzy lips. Groaning in pleasure, she pushed the digiegg out and onto the floor, and waited.
A few moments passed before the egg began to shake and crack; the life within desperate to escape. The shell shattered, and the glowing entity within began to reform. Gatomon mentally ticked of each familiar shape. YukimiBotamon, the baby. Nyaromon, the in-training. Finally the light of digivolution faded, leaving a very confused Salamon standing in front of her. He yelped as he saw Gatomon, trying to back away but tripping over his unfamiliar feet.
"What happened?" Ken's voice came from the Salamon, fearful and tiny. "What did you do to me?"
"I decided to give you a second chance," Gatomon replied, helping the reborn Ken to his feet. "Perhaps if you live as a digimon, you'll learn something." She turned to walk away, Ken following after a few moments to start his new life.
THE END