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The Gift of Gaomon (Part Two) Written by B-Kitsune Edited by Luwyn Werewusky (NSFW 18+ Warning: Furry/Anthro Transformation + Mind & Personality Shifts + Orgasms, Self Sucking / Autofelatio, Big Cummy Messes, Muscles, Muscle Growth, Homoerotic, and Blowjobs) (Mature Advisory: Bad words) Mike experienced bizarre dreams. One moment, he’s going about his usual routines. The next moment, he looked in the mirror, seeing his form shift and contort, unfamiliar, yet exciting. A blink of an eye later, and he’s staring into a river…a river reflecting his transfigured face…the face of Gaomon. He jumped back in surprise before a voice rang out to him. “The Digivice chose you well, Mike! Just relax…let the changes complete…and let me take all your troubles away. Master is calling. Open your eyes!” Mike awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. He looked over his body, patting his floppy-eared head. He attempted his typical leap from bed, only to hit the floor with a thud, face-first. Upon rising, he grabbed his head, shook it, and noticed more fur had traveled over his body. Observing himself in the mirror, he confirmed what he’d seen. “Damn, I look great!” Mike said with a soft smile. He covered his mouth, realizing his voice was not his own. Deep, husky, manly, and sexy as could be, he couldn’t help but blush at how handsome his voice and halfway transformed body had become. “Well…that just happened. It was inevitable, after all.” He snatched his phone off the desk. “Hey Mike? Are you there? Hello?” “Uh…yeah…good morning, Tommy!” Mike said, taking off towards the front door. “Ohohoho! Doing your Gaomon impression again?” Mike stepped back, almost tripping over his somewhat enlarged feet, before jumping up with ease. Whether Tommy knew he’d changed form, as he understood this was Tommy’s enduring life ambition. Tommy was his best buddy after all. He’d do anything for him. “Hold on! Let me video call you.” A blonde-haired, dull, green-eyed man with a nerdy sense of fashion greeted Mike. He laid eyes upon him, eyes widening before placing his hands on the sides of his head. “Holy fucking shit! I can’t believe it! You’re really Gaomon! Oh, my fucking stars! Good heavens! I think I’m gonna die of happiness! Holy fucking shit! Dammit! I wish work didn’t require me to stay late. I would love to see you in person!” Mike blushed. “Um…yeah…I wasn’t kidding. I’m transforming into Gaomon... for real.” He said before looking away. “Please…cool it…alright?” He uttered before raising an eyebrow. “So you’re not coming over? That sucks.” “I just wanna squeeze ya! Hug ya! And love ya! And…” he said with a massive grin on his face, before he heaved a heavy sigh. “Sorry, buddy. I got a little carried away there.” He leaned back and rubbed his chin with a smile. “Yes…beautiful…I would estimate you’re about halfway transformed. Your transformed state…it’s a work of art.” He paused before lowering his head. “Damn work for ruining everything. I’ll be able to visit you in a week.” “Yeah, I guess so,” Mike said, shrugging his shoulders. “Hmm…what a letdown. I was really hoping you could come see me.” He smirked. “Oh, well…I guess I get to enjoy the transformation all to myself! Heh!” “I’m impressed with how calm you are! The changes would mortify most people in your situation.” He said, before pursing his lips out. “Hmph! When next week comes…that’ll change. You’ll see!” “Come on, Tommy…this is me you’re talking about. I was already a freak. Now I’m about to be freakier.” He said with a subtle smile. “Frankly, I adore this immensely. I understand why you love furry TF stuff so much. It kicks so much fucking ass!” he said with a soft smirk. “Your boss is an asshole. Maybe you’ll get lucky and they’ll let you off sooner.” “That’s the spirit, Mike! I’ve taught you well!” Tommy said before rising. “Goddamn it, Mike! You’re so lucky! I’m jealous of you!” he paused. “Fingers crossed!” he said, looking around. “So, uh…how did you do it? What was the trigger? Can I have what you’re having?” Mike explained the trigger for his transformation in great detail. Tommy almost fell to the floor after discovering the trigger. “Really? You mean to tell me the toy Digivice was the trigger?” “Yeah. That’s what I’m saying. It’s odd, but it’s the only thing that could’ve triggered it.” “Wait just a moment? Something isn’t adding up.” Tommy said, scratching his chin. “Why in blue blazes haven’t I transformed? I’ve ordered Digivices from the same company for years. I’ve got a bloody fuckin’ collection, for crying out loud!” he shouted, raising his arms in frustration. “Why didn’t I get a magical transformation Digivice! Unfucking bloody believable…” he said, shaking his head. “Sorry. I guess I’m the chosen one.” Mike’s eyes glazed over and he smirked smugly. “Why couldn’t it be meeeeeeee?” Tommy said, falling to his knees in a goofishly overdramatic way. “Ah…chin up, Tommy. I’m sure you’ll get your chance,” Mike said, pretending to pat his head through the screen. Tommy slowly rose, before sighing. “Beggars can’t be choosers, I suppose.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I need to reach the manufacturer regarding my special requests.” “Go for it.” Mike said, nodding, before his mind trailed, before fading completely. “Master? Is that you?” Tommy heard somebody knock. He looked about. “Sorry, I must take my leave. I’ll talk to you again soon. Ta ta for now!” Tommy said before hanging up. “Wait! Mastah! Come back!” Gaomon lowered his ears and whined. He sighed, slumped over, and sat down in the desk chair. He closed his eyes, communicating with Mike inside his inner world. “I’m impressed! You’re taking this well!” He said before crossing his arms. “Is what I would say…I know you’re nervous. There’s no sense in hiding it from me. I’m a part of you, after all. I know everything about you. Sense all your thoughts, feelings, and so on.” Mike floated in an ethereal space with specks of code floating all about. He turned his back and crossed his arms. “So what? I’ve been in freakier situations before. This ain’t nothin’.” “Mike…don’t lie to me.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Mike!” “Okay! Alright! I am nervous! I’ve been playing cool this entire time. Yes, transforming into a Gaomon is cool, but it’s freaky. Freakier than I! That’s saying a lot, coming from me,” Mike exclaimed. “Thank you. Please don’t lie to me anymore. Honesty is a virtue, you know? I want our relationship to be one based on love and trust.” Gaomon said. “I’m not sure becoming Gaomon is a good idea. Sure, Tommy loves it, but I don’t share the same passions as him. If I become a real Digimon, the world will fear me. God knows what’ll happen to me if I show my face out in public. My life will end. People will try to hunt me down. Maybe the government will kidnap me and run experiments on me. I’ll be over the news and—” “Sssshhh…” Gaomon’s ethereal form approached Mike. Mike could get a look at him. He had purple boxing gloves and a headband, gorgeous headfur tied in a ponytail with a glowing purple hairband, and amethyst eyes. He was muscular, masculine, short, with realistic humanoid anatomy, and wore white gi pants with a purple belt. “... And you’re not fucking Gaomon from the anime. Who the hell are you?” Mike pointed at him. “Please! Calm down!” he said, waving his hands. “I can’t contain it anymore! What the hell is going on? My life is spiraling out of control! Who the hell are you?! What do you want from me?!” Mike hyperventilated. “Sorry,” he punched Mike in the gut. “Ooooowww! The fuck, dude?” Mike stumbled briefly, then limped onward. Sorry, it’s the only way I could imagine getting you to relax. “And besides…based on your memories and personality, I knew this trick worked on you before.” “Yeah…you’re not wrong. It works like a charm.” Mike stood to face the Gaomon. “I should explain myself, shouldn’t I? I think it would soothe your worries if I did so.” “Good. I have a lot of questions. Might as well explain everything.” Mike said. “What’s your name, by the way?” “Odysseus Obsidia.” “Wow…that’s quite a mouthful.” “Yeah…but it’s quite divine, isn’t it?” “Yeah, I guess so.” Odysseus shuffled his eyes, then crossed his arms. “So…I want to ease your concerns. Your fears are not happening. My divine protection surrounds you. A multi-versal, multi-timeline God of sorts. I maintain law, order, and stability across infinite parallel realms and time periods. I will confront any threat endangering time and reality whenever it appears. I sense all things across infinite universes and timelines. Nothing escapes my godly senses.” “A God? That explains the name…” he said, wide-eyed and awestruck. “If you’re God…then…why me? Why are you trying to transform and possess my body? If you’re a God, couldn’t you just, like…appear in our world?” “I understand your logic. In most universes and timelines, I can appear with ease.” He said, before grunting discontently. “But your world…it’s most peculiar. Because of the very limiting and stringent structure of your reality. The lack of anthropomorphic beings in your reality added further limitations to my situation.” “But you’re a god…you should be able to do anything. Are you saying there are limitations to your God power?” “You’re a sharp one! Yes…there are limits. There’s also strict rules and regulations Gods must follow. Traveling to and from parallel realities and timelines is a very fragile undertaking. Because of the fragile nature and limitations of your reality…I had no choice but to Realize myself through you.” “Okay…that kinda makes sense.” Mike sighed. What do you want from me? Why did you come to my reality?” “I have matters to handle here.” “Like what?” “Can’t say. Sorry.” “Damn it…What a letdown.” “Sorry, buddy.” “When I take care of business, you won’t be aware of it.” “I don’t know if I want you going around using my body to deal with God knows what.” “It’s a temporary situation. I needed a host to enact my godly duties in this reality. Had to resort to trickery to make it happen. I…feel terrible that I did that to you. Believe me…if not for the limitations, I would’ve spared you the agony. I am a loving and just God. There’s not a malicious bone in my soul.” He said, looking rather sad, tearing up, looking guilty and ashamed of himself. “...” Mike blinked before smiling, placing an arm on his shoulder. If it’s temporary and for the right cause, then I’m okay with it.” “I promise I’ll allow you to use your transformed body, mostly. I just need your body primarily to achieve my mission here. I will protect you from harm…no matter what it takes. You have nothing to fear. All I ask is that you put your trust and faith in me.” “Promise me you’ll never do that again. To me or to anyone else. Got it?” Mike said sternly. “Uh…I mean…p-please don’t do the body possession thing anymore…m-mister Multiverse God…my lord.” “I promise.” He nodded. His heart was true and words sincere. He gave off a soft, vibrant, glowing aura of comfort, love, peace, and harmony. It almost felt like the best, warmest, merciful, loving hug one could ever dream to have. Despite Mike’s fears…his words, his presence, his aura…it made him feel like everything was going to be okay. He felt no dread within Odysseus’ godly company. “Okay…thank you. That’s all I needed to hear.” A tremendous weight lifted off his shoulders. Calming tingles reverberated throughout his entire frame. “I think…I’m okay now. I’m okay with you taking over.” He said, pointing to him. “You seem like a nice guy. I might grow fond of this transformation. Maybe having the body of a divine Gaomon isn’t so bad after all.” Odysseus smiled and hugged him tightly. “Thank you. I promise I will make this worth your while. Maybe with time…we can become friends.” He said, smiling wider. “If only Digimon were real in your reality…you’d make for a fine tamer.” “That means a lot to me, Lord Odysseus. I’m feeling better the more we talk.” Mike said. “I’m sure you desire to know everything about me. Unfortunately, there is much I can’t share.” “I’ll probably learn more about you through our time together.” Mike said. “That’s the plan!” Odysseus said. “Just do me a favor and don’t call me Lord Odysseus. Odysseus is fine. Just treat me as you would anyone else.” “Huh…okay then.” Mike shrugged. “Now that your mind is at ease…it’s time to complete the transformation!” “I’m ready. Let’s get this over with.” “It’ll be orgasmically enjoyable! I guarantee it!” he said, smirking with a thumbs-up. “Oh wait! One more thing…why’d you pretend to be Gaomon from the anime?” “We gods have a sense of humor. I was trying to cut through your tension with my silly antics, but it backfired. I may be a god, but I most certainly am not perfect.” He said before smirking. “I’m also a fan of the little guy. Hehe.” “Wow…for a god…you seem pretty down to earth…just like a mortal.” “Heh…you could say that.” He chuckled. “Now…time to return to reality. I’ll finish your transformation swiftly. Open your eyes!” Mike’s consciousness returned to his body. “To think…a God accepted me as his host…for some sort of divine mission, no less. I’m…honored, honestly.” His cock disrupted his thoughts, slipping out from his newly formed thick sheath, leaving forth a glistening, pre-soaked massive purple rocket and throbbing knot. “Ooooh... Odysseus…that feels soooo goooood.” He blinked and moaned before his yellow eyes changed to a godly, glowing amethyst. With a snap, crackle, and pop…his body warbled and contorted. His paws cricked, crrked, stretched, and bwumped into massive stompers, leaving his shoes and socks a tattered mess on the floor. His body shrunk even further, leaving him down to a mere five feet tall. Bwomp went his paw pads among his fat paws. Shling, schrip, pop went his claws across over toe beans. With a fwosh, floof, and fluff, his fur trailed across the rest of his body, leaving him coated in a silky, smooth, luxurious fur coat. His muscles popped, cricked, and bomphed into being. Power coursed through his veins like no other. His headfur floofed and fluffed into place to finish the transformation. “Yes…keep changing me! Yush!” He grinned and tossed his remaining clothes to the side. Mike transformed into a bare and sexy, godly dog-man. He raised a hand and beckoned him, before he bent over, fat ass pointed at the mirror moaning, and squeezed his big, plump ass, before smacking it with a plap! His tail flomfed out massively from the base of his spine. Mike looked at it, flicked it, admired it, and wagged it. He patted his ass again, making it jiggle, before he nabbed his big, jiggly, fluffy ballsack, cupped it in his paws, and rolled them around in them. “Odysseus was eager. I’m already fully transformed! My body is on an orgasmic roller coaster! I can hardly contain myself. I just gotta satiate the horny. God dammit! Mmmph!” He gazed upon his dick, obsessing over it. “Mmm…I wanna lick my dick now. Ooof.” Mike said with a moan. His eyes bulged out of his head as his nose bled from the sight of his purple rocket. “Holy shit…I’m huge!” Mike rubbed his hands, smirking devilishly, plopping on his cushy ass. He bent over with flexible ease and stuck his head between his legs. He held his head in place with his muscular legs and big stomper paws, but gave himself a little wiggle room. Mike examined his balls and cock. “I may be huge, but I can certainly handle it.” Mike grabbed his sack with both hands, opened his mouth, and sucked the tip. He fondled his ample sack while getting a wonderful taste of himself. The flavor was delightfully decadent, perfectly sweet, salty, savory, and a hint of spice, just enough that it’d hit your mouth in all the right ways. It was so incredible. He licked the tip like a lollipop. “Oh myyyy Gooood! Ooooh!” Mike moaned and panted. “You like that?” Odysseus stated in his mind. “Yeeees! I must keep going! Can’t stop even for a moment!” Mike kept licking and licking, making himself squirm and moan as if there were no tomorrow. Sharp flashes of pleasure coursed through him with every lick. He felt every sensation of his warm, moist, soft tongue going over it. Mike was so deep into it, he could hardly breathe. His tail thumping, feet stomping, and mind clouded. Seeing Mike so joyful filled Odysseus with delight. Mike pushed further and further down until halfway down his shaft. It took some effort on his part, feeling his throat and mouth being pushed to their absolute limit, but was determined. He bobbed his head, tip to shaft. He couldn’t get enough of it. “Aaaah! Holy fuck! Holy shit! Aaaah!” Mike thought, blissful feelings of lust and pleasure intensifying, eyes rolled to the back of his head. He savored every moment. He leaned back, spread his legs wide as possible, opened his mouth, and lolled his tongue. Drool leaked from his mouth as he huffed away. He rubbed, groped, and caressed his plump sack. He gave them the care they deserved. So big, bouncy, round, and immaculate. Just playing with them alone was addictive to him. Feeling every sensation, from the fluffiness to the heaviness, the divinely decadent cum sloshing around inside, and their warmth. He had it all! His enormous balls got him riled up, causing him to leak pre. He maintained a slow pace, but soon increased it modestly. He kept going further and further down his shaft. “Glrk! Glrrk! Gulp! Glump!” he huffed. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Yes! Yeah! Oh my! Hnnngh!” Mike thought. Mike went down to the five-inch mark, six, seven, eight, and with a firm push, nine inches, knot included. He smiled, satisfied that he had got it all in. With that, he sucked every inch of his throbbing purple rocket more and more. He savored every minute as he soaked up all its wonderful goodness. He tasted pre-cum leaking out of his member, feeling it gush down his throat. Its flavor rivals, perhaps even surpasses, his cock. “D-damn! I’m incredible! Ah! Haaa! Gotta suck it dry! Get all that godly love cream inside me!” “That’s it…good boy!” Odysseus cooed within. He lay there, body consumed by a sea of splendor. The deeper he went, the longer it lasted, the closer he inched to the point of no return. He wanted this to last forever. “Not yet! Just a little more…keep going.” He thought, bobbing his head up and down faster. “Hmmmgggpph! Glrrrk! Glrrrrrrrrrk!” Mike’s eyes widened, body trembling from the powerful pleasure pumping through every ounce of his being. His cock twitched and wobbled, spurting pre everywhere. Mike was going at it so hard, his massive balls slapped his chin, which felt amazing. He closed his eyes, smiled, and got lost in the moment. He reached down and frisked away at his ballsack, adding to his own pleasure. “Yes! Yeees! Almost there!! Good boy!” Odysseus exclaimed. Mike bent his head, securing the knot with his maw. His booper nose bopped his luscious, thick, crotch fur pubes. He sniffed his musky, silky smooth crotch fur before thrusting his head like mad. He surprised himself by shoving his dick even deeper inside his hungry maw. Pleasure kept him going. Just feeling his cock inside of him, its essence, its passion, the post transformy, orgasmic goodness, his everything, all at once, left him seeing stars. “Hhmmmm! Mmmmmmmh! Mmmmmmnnnnnmmmmhhhhhmmmmhhhmmmmppphhh! Glrk glrk glrk!” Mike felt his balls stir, overwhelming shock wave after overwhelming shockwave of pleasure coursing through him. “Odysseus! I’m…I’m cumming! Fuuuuuuuk! Haaaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaaaah! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Mike blew a massive, thick load down his throat. He took every bit of his load. Load after load came gushing down his throat as he tasted it, savored it, gulping it right up. It was the best cum he’s ever had. He reached climax for over three minutes without stopping, cum running down his legs. Once finished, Mike pulled his head off his member. He lay flat on his back on the floor to catch his breath. Mike lolled his tongue, huffing and panting, a satisfied smile plastered over his face, blushing. When the afterglow passed, he noticed how full he was. His belly was plump from the cum inside him. “That was amazing!” Mike stated. “Of course! You did an outstanding job!” Odysseus said. “Enjoy the rest of your day and relax until tomorrow. Embrace your new form and allow yourself time to adjust for now. I will have to take over tomorrow to deal with my mission. After I am finished…I will depart from this world and return your body to normal.” “Good, that’s a relief.” Mike said, before it hit him. “Wait! Tommy’s going to be pissed! He’s supposed to be here next week to see the transformation. I can do him dirty like that.” “Hmm…as compensation for my trickery, I’ll stick around just long enough for him to see you. My schedule is free for a while after my mission. I suppose it wouldn’t hurt if I stuck around in this world a little longer.” Odysseus said. “And before I leave…I may leave you and your friend a parting gift. All I ask is that you promise to keep my existence a secret, alright?” “No one would believe us if we told them anyway. They’d think we’re crazy. Your secret’s safe with us.” “Wonderful. All is well. Now…enjoy your time as a gorgeous, divine, handsome, beastly, godly Digimon. You will be safe and you will be okay. Gorge yourself with as much self-love and self-pleasuring as you desire. Do whatever your heart desires.” “Thank you, Odysseus. I will. You’re really growing on me. I like you.” “Oh! That means so much to me! The bond between Digimon and humans is sacred! Your words hold more weight than you even realize!” “Then perhaps we’ll use our time together to strengthen those bonds.” “Oh! Oh Gods! Yes! You’re making me so happy, Mike!” “And you’ve made me pretty happy too.” With that…Mike enjoyed the rest of his day being a sexy, beastly, godly Gaomon. What tomorrow brought…only Odysseus knew.