Fangmon x Panjyamon X
In the Digital World, where victors of battles claim the loser sexually and impregnate them with digieggs, a fangmon hopes to finally digivolve to mega and rule over the Digital World. He has a lot of battles to win to get there, however.
Since the times on Nursery Island, Fangmon and his partner Leomon have had a nemesis---a nemesis they know as Panjyamon. Recently, however, he has somehow gotten a bit more powerful and intends to test his new power level on Fangmon...
I'm not too into eggs or egg laying in general but I had an idea when I got to thinking about digieggs and one thing led to another.
I wrote this story a while ago and finally decided to post it. It was my first smut I've written so my skills are much better now. Hope you like it anyways. I will continue this story at some point but I have a bunch of other story ideas I want to work on first right now.
I’m pushed to the ground, utterly exhausted and sore all over. A large hand presses against my head, pushing the side of my face into the ground while my butt sticks in the air. With my head sideways I can see the face of my opponent and the victor of this fight: Panjyamon X. Just a week ago he was a normal Panjyamon. I have to wonder what he did to achieve this but I know he would never answer even if I asked. My red and white tail is pulled out of the way and something soft and heavy thuds against my ass. I gulp and stare back—that is much larger than it was before.
“W-what the fuck?”
“Much bigger than you remember, eh pup?”
I growl at him but he just ignores me and starts thrusting slowly, his flaccid cock sliding back and forth between my asscheeks. Slowly as he keeps thrusting, I can feel his penis slowly harden. Once it’s sufficiently hard, he starts rubbing the head of his cock against my hole, going in circles. He’s teasing me. I growl at him again and he laughs at my annoyance. Finally, I feel him press in. Luckily with all the teasing, I was able to somewhat relax myself, however with his newfound girth my hole still struggles to take him. I squeeze the grass below me in both my hands and suck air through my gritted teeth.
He laughs heartily, “You’re just as tight as our first time now,” He seems to be reveling in this.
I scoff and give him a dirty look before closing my eyes, trying to focus on taking his oversized rod. I fling vulgar insults at him in my mind. Luckily every digimon’s asshole is naturally lubed—no longer needing that hole for excrement in this world.
The slow insertion turns to a sudden jolt of pain and pressure in my guts as he thrust forward quickly. I yelp in surprise.
“G-go fuck yourself!”
He just laughs at me. I close my eyes again. I run a hand over my belly, it’s noticeably bulged outward and growing as Panjyamon X pushes further in. He’s already further in than he’s ever been before. A finger runs down the bottom of my cock. I struggle as much as I can in my restrained position, which is not much.
“You’re so hard, pup, you don’t really hate this do you?” he chuckled.
“S-shut up.” I grumble.
“You’re leaking so much,” He thrusts and I yelp again.
“Whoops.”
Bastard. I can hear the amusement in his voice. I set my hand on my stomach again, it’s protruding much further now. I hold my breath as he pushes further and I can finally feel his hips press into my butt. He presses a bit further and his balls touch mine. I can feel my guts strain and my asshole hurt being stretched further than they’ve ever been by a cock. I gasp and fail to stifle a moan as he pulls back slowly.
He chuckles, “Gooood pup.”
My resolve to remain defiant is quickly dissipating, the feeling of pleasure overpowering me. After pulling back until just his head was in, he pushes back in. He thrusts faster than the slow initial insertion but slower than the teasing thrusts he did. Looking back at him again, he’s staring at my face. He wants to see the pleasure he’s bringing me, which is why he’s forcing my head to the side. He keeps thrusting, each thrust slowly increasing in speed. I can feel my asshole lose its ability to resist and my guts and stomach conform to his shape. I gasp and moan like a bitch, my eyes rolling back and my tongue lolling out.
His thrusts become ravenous and he grunts and growls loudly with each thrust. My prostate and insides are pounded to pulp and my ass hurts from the rhythmic hard slaps they’re taking from his hips. My dick shakes and pulses from the pleasure and his dick rubbing against my prostate. I can’t see it but I can feel the sheer amount of precum leaking from me. What’s more impressive is the amount I feel leaking and flowing from my ass and down my thighs. I feel more and more full as we go on, just his precum being enough to bloat me a little. I’ve completely lost control of myself, moaning and yelling with each thrust, even louder than Panjyamon X.
Just as I can feel my orgasm coming, he begins to slow down. I have to catch my breath and whine, having been so close to cumming.
“Not yet, pup, I cum first.”
He starts up again with no mercy. I feel my knees in a puddle, likely a mix of his and my precum. With each thrust I can feel a wave of pre drip down my thighs. Each thrust comes with wet slapping sounds as both my ass and his groin are covered in his pre. My stomach feels constantly full as he pushes more and more pre into me.
His thrusts start to pick up even more speed and become erratic, pushing my guts in every way possible as far as he can go. I scream from the pain and pleasure. Panjyamon X yells and I immediately feel much more pressure and heat filling me. He keeps thrusting despite his exhaustion, sending cum flying out of my ass and across anything in range. Each pulse of his dick feels like it’s going to lift me off the ground. I can feel the cum travel through my intestines in pulses until they reach the end and can't go any further, leaving the only way to spread to be out where they came—but there’s much more inflow than outflow and the cum deepest inside cannot escape—which just leaves my intestines to expand to accommodate. Panjyamon X keeps thrusting erratically and I feel my belly touch the ground before he stops thrusting soon after. I can still feel his dick pulsing that last little bit out. Looking back he is breathing heavily and looks exhausted, but he’s not done.
Panjyamon X flips me over and I groan from the pain of my insides being sloshed around. He pulls my legs over his shoulders and he gives my dick one long lick from base to head before wrapping his mouth around it and sinking as deep into his mouth as possible in one fluid motion. I feel my head press hard into the back of his throat, but his expertise prevents him from gagging. Just that little bit of stimulation is the last thing I needed to send me over the edge. My dick pulses uncontrollably in his mouth, sending cum straight down his throat. He swallows every last drop I have—and I have a lot. I haven’t managed to find a fight in a long while so I’ve had to build up a lot. He bobs his head back and forth, stimulating more pleasure and making me moan and thrust into him. Once my long—but not as long as his—orgasm ends, he cleans me off, not willing to leave anything behind. I gasp with each rub.
He drops me, my bottom half landing with a plop in the pool of cum below me. He licks his lips, “Always a reliable source of data you are, pup. I look forward to our next meeting.”
He smiles wide and walks away, his cock and balls still sticking through his fly and flopping around. He doesn’t seem to care. I notice that his belly is sticking out a bit. Only slightly and not even close to how bloated I am right now. I feel a sense of frustration having lost all of that junk data. I feel even more frustration and dread at having to deal with what happens now.
I watch as the puddle below me begins to move on its own and flow into me, causing my belly to bloat even more. I groan at the pain. I should be getting back home before the digieggs start coming. It’s not safe here, but I can’t even muster the strength to stand.
I close my eyes and rest.
-+-
I awake to the sun setting. I feel pain as I notice my stomach has gotten bigger. Panjyamon X’s cum—his junk data—has taken some of my data to form into digieggs. I need to get back to base to get them out. With how many there seems to be, it’ll take a while to push them all out.
I hold my belly as I sit up. Everything is sore, but especially my belly and hole. I manage to stand up, not taking my hands off my belly and start walking back home. I didn’t wander too far, but it should still take about half an hour before I get back.
-+-
I sigh in relief as I see the little mud hut with a straw roof in the distance. There’s smoke coming from the chimney.
I call out as I get close, “Leomon! It’s me!”
I pull open the wooden door with one hand, wincing at my belly being drawn down by the weight. I’m quick to put my hand back under my belly as I enter. Leomon is sitting in a wooden chair, stoking the fire. As he looks at me, his expression goes from friendly to shocked.
“Fangmon! What happened?”
“I was fucked, what else?”
“Yes, but by whom?”
I chuckle, he’s the only digimon I know to say ‘whom,’ “Panjyamon. Panjyamon X, actually.”
“What? X?”
“Look, I dunno. I don’t give a shit anyway. I’m just gonna pass the digieggs so go cook something or something,” I’m not really in a good mood having just lost a good amount of my data and making Panjyamon X more powerful.
Leomon sighs, “I already made something for you,” He points to the pot hanging over the fire in the fireplace, “You’re very… bloated. More than I’ve seen anyone. Panjyamon truly did that completely by himself?”
I slowly lay back on my bed mat, “Can you go outside? Leave me alone,” I pout and look away from him.
Leomon sighs again and does as I say.
My focus turns to my belly, more specifically the digieggs inside. The only thing to do now is start pushing.
The first egg comes out with difficulty. It’s much thicker than Panjyamon X’s dick and hurts like a bitch, but once it gets past the thickest point, it basically falls out. The digiegg rolls away before stopping. Once it does, it disappears in a plume of blue pixels.
“Off to Nursery Island with you, little bastard.”
The subsequent eggs got easier to push out with each one. I counted 16 in total. Damn, that’s more than double my last record of most eggs in one go. Knowing Panjyamon—or Panjyamon X now—he likely saved all of that just for me. No wonder why I hadn’t seen him in so long. That and his new X-Antibody properties. What the hell did he do for that?
Leomon comes back in just as the last egg disappears and I sink into my bed mat, looking out the window to my side. Leomon is silent as I hear him riffle around in the room.
“Fangmon,” He calls to me calmly; directly next to me. He’s using the voice he always uses when I’m upset. Despite knowing this, it calms me down nonetheless. It always does.
I look at him with only my eyes. He’s holding out a bowl of stew and a spoon to me, a gentle smile across his face. I immediately feel guilty for being so pissy with him. It’s not his fault anyway.
I sit up and rest my back against the wall, taking the bowl and spoon from his hands and eat a spoonful. It’s really good.
“Sorry,” I stare at the stew, too embarrassed to look at him again.
“No worries, friend. It’s easy to be lost in emotions, as I have said before.”
“Many times,” I grimace, knowing how often he’s had to take this from me.
“Do not worry about your low points, you have plenty of highs—and do not think of yourself as lowly because of it either. Lowly people do not make friends—and I am your friend.”
I chuckle weakly, “Thanks.”
I’m too tired and upset to talk and Leomon understands that as per usual. We eat in silence and he takes my bowl from me and sets it with another; his. He then lays next to me, wrapping me in his embrace, spooning me. He kisses my neck and I fall asleep soon after.