Renamon and Rika: A new beginning.
#1 of Teasers
This is a one thousand~ word teaser to a 2 or 3 part series I'm writing about these two characters in the style and subject matter of this teaser. No spoilers involved, other than the subject matter at hand. Please provide all your criticisms in the comments. First time uploading to Sofurry, pardon any errors with formatting.
She was still just as tired as the moment she closed her eyes to sleep. Barely even a few minutes had passed, it seemed; yet the alarm clock told a different tale. One minute prior to the impending beeping noise that would have woken her anyway. This could not possibly be a worse start to the morning. This wasn't just a case of the Monday blues. Rika internally bemoaned the sight of her alarm clock. 7:59. Waking up one minute prior to the alarm is one of the top 3 worst ways to wake up, guaranteed. Whoever invented tracking the passage of time should be lined up somewhere against a wall with an unfriendly firing squad.
It wasn't just melodrama stirring through Rikas thoughts, anxiety was sitting there all too loudly honking a metaphorical horn louder than any alarm, reminding her what was to come. That alone made her wish she'd be able to move in time to turn it off. Of course, it wasn't to be. It would never be that simple again for her. Maybe this was just a dream. Yes, a nightmare even. Focusing all her thoughts in an attempt to summon forth some modicum of control, Rika was quickly wrestled out of the concentration by the subtle 'clink' of the bed springs responding to a slight shift next to her.
*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*
'Click'
Recognizing what just shifted in the bed next to her, left Rika with an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. The not too subtle radiating warmth from her bed companion, the musky scent, the soft fur grazing against her side. Renamon was already in bed with her. Perhaps she could just pretend to be asleep. Fake it. She hadn't made any movements yet to betray her consciousness, and Renamon had switched off the alarm really quickly by leaning over her, what could-
Her paw. Warm, and rather heavy to the little 13 year old Rika, Renamon had softly pressed her paw against Rikas little belly. The tender, almost motherly voice of Renamon, surprised her. Closely whispering into the presumably 'asleep' little ears of the young girl.
"Today's the day, little Rika. I've been keeping track." That warm paw of hers traced a little lower, softly resting on Rikas abdomen. Her words seemed to turn a little more sinister then, an unseen grin upon that vulpine muzzle. "You're ovulating. Do you know what that means, little Rika?"
She didn't have a clue. If this was anything to do with her period she had about a week ago, she hoped it didn't mean Renamon was into blood letting. Rika didn't think she could take that. Her mother had been very obscure about any feminine hygiene, leaving her in the care of Renamon for the better part of her puberty. If her small, but developing breasts were anything to go by, it hadn't hit her in full force yet. That didn't matter of course. Renamon would explain, like she always did.
"It's actually good news for you, little Rika. You won't have to drown on my thick cum every night anymore. Instead, I'll make sure to pump every thick ounce of my virile cum into your fertile little womb."
Those words didn't make much sense to Rika. She wasn't as innocent as she used to be, on account of the abuse her throat has suffered so far, but the mischievous way that Renamon was whispering into her ear made her entire body shiver, yet uncontrollably warm up to the touch of her paws.
"There you go, your little body is already getting ready. It's no use pretending to be asleep, little Rika."
A shift of the weight in the bed beside her and suddenly Renamon tugged Rika onto her side, facing Renamon in the bed. The sudden shift under the blanket made the musk permeate every layer of Rikas nostrils. It made her eyes tear up and reflexively open out of curiosity. Renamon was looking directly into her eyes, just as the tip of her girl cock lined up between Rikas thighs. Purposely grazing against her soft, young little cunny lips, it was too late to make any attempt at an escape.
"I'm going to cement this new form of mine, little Rika. So my magnificent breeding girl cock never goes away. You're lucky, with your parents gone, nobody will disturb us for a whole week."
A shrill sense of dread tingled along her spine. Cement her form? Was Renamon intending to stay as this gender hybrid for good? Rika didn't even get to wonder how Renamon would accomplish it. Not that she could have asked anyway. The slick, overly hot and bare girl cock started to press her little young cunt lips apart. Renamon was purposely keeping Rikas thighs tightly pressed together, making it more difficult yet more exhilarating. A soft whisper against Rikas lips had her attention again.
"I'm going to be gentle, little Rika. Don't you worry. It'll hurt at first, but then, when I pump your little womb full of thick girl cum, I'll make sure you get to cum around my girl cock over and over. Before the end of the week, your little young body will have adapted to my Digi-cum, and your little ovaries will be so full of thick cum that it will sting. Do you understand yet, little Rika? In order to make sure I stay like this, I must 'father' a litter. What perfect luck that I already have a little 13 year old girl, with a ready and fertile womb to pump my cubs into. I'm going to impregnate you, little Rika. Keep thinking about that while you suckle on my breasts, and rejoice. Your own Digimon is going to rape and impregnate you."
Immediately Rika had pushed her hands against Renamons chest, to push her away, but not before one of those big, warm paws held onto the back of Rikas head, and pulled her little lips towards one of Renamons soft breasts.