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"Good morning."

Her heart lurched. Oh how she dreaded hearing that voice. A voice that gave her comfort before, now had a much different ring to it, despite the same, motherly warmth it seemed to envelop her in. It was impossible to even open her eyes. For a moment, she panicked, until it slowly dawned on her why this was the case. Not only were her eyes still glued shut from the sheath cream Renamon had so thoughtfully filled them with the day prior, but the soft, fuzzy sensation slowly grinding against her eyelids and nose gave her the other half of the picture. As the first lesson of the day, Rika was quickly learning where she'll likely be waking up for the foreseeable future. That warm, heavy girl sack could have pinned her head down all on its own. Rika instinctively tried to get up, only to push and nuzzle her face right into Renamon's heavy, musky balls. That alone already elicited a soft moan out of the Vixen on top of her.

"First things first, little Rika. A warm, thick breakfast, for your little stomach. Need to wake up on the right side of bed after all."

No! Not this early in the morning! She couldn't be serious! She hadn't had anything proper to eat the day before, and now that she thought about it, blushed, realizing her stomach had probably digested the thick loads of cum Renamon had pumped into her belly yesterday. She wanted, no, needed real food! Her little hands immediately pushed up to stop Renamon, pushing against her hips and thighs in order to prevent that sheath from getting too close to her mouth. She realized the vixen was lying inverted atop her, though that should have been obvious by how those thighs closed around Rika's head and kept her little nose pinned right between those full, heavy orbs. She tried shaking her head, and tried to breathe in through a clenched jaw, blushing beet red under Renamon as her little stomach growled.

"There, see? Your little body wants it. It can smell the thick cum inside my sack, it can sense how it's freshly churned up and ready to deposit inside you. I told you yesterday, little Rika...."

Her little mouth was suddenly pried open by two large, persistent paws, which could only belong to Renamon. Still, they were being gentle. Strong, yet insistent.

"...This is all you will ever eat, again. For the rest of your life, little Rika. Breakfast, lunch, dinner. Rich... Thick... Warm... Girl cum. Straight from the source."

Those mean paws did nothing to soothe Rika's' quickly beating heart despite their tender nature. How was it possible for Renamon to sound so tender, caring and passionate, and yet perform such barbaric...

"Now, now, Rika. None of that. I'll give you one warning before today's activities. While you slept, the collar converted the 'data' I uploaded into you yesterday. It determines some simple things that will trigger physical reactions and train you to react appropriately. If not out of want or desire, then out of need. Whether it be a need for air, or desire to escape, the collar may shock you, sting you, choke you, or cause you to relive the experience of drowning on cum. Until you comply physically as instructed. I know you absolutely hated the sensation of your lungs filling with such a thick fluid, it must have hurt. So I've set that as the primary function. Think of it like this, little Rika. Unless you do as I say, my cock-tip is effectively and virtually permanently planted right against your little trachea, and all I have to do is command you with a trigger word to 'breathe' and..."

Instantaneously, Rika felt the sensations Renamon was describing. Along with a sudden moan from Renamon, and a clench of her thighs around Rika's head. It was as though Rika's little throat was being spread open little by little. She could even feel the gentle kissing sensation as her windpipe was made to make out with Renamon's cock tip. The collar tightened, as if on queue, her body was brought to respond accordingly. She felt the dire burning need to breathe, and despite all signs warning her she was about to drown, was forced to willingly inhale again. As though on tap, the faucet opened. Rope after rope of thick cum spurted directly inside her little trachea, and she instantly choked before breathing in again, deeper this time. Another flex, throb, and the ropes turned to little waves. Renamon's cock effectively washing little Rika's wind pipe with creamy, thick cum that she had to work to drown herself on. Purposely riding atop her face like this for what seemed like at least several minutes, sensually pressing her warm, fuzzy sack against the little girl's face, coating her in a light layer of musk.

Despite the pain her little struggling tamer was undergoing, and the bubbling sensation filling those petite lungs, Renamon couldn't stop herself, she didn't want to bring an end to the simulated sensations Rika received. Mostly because the sensations weren't all too simulated on Renamon herself. It was simply a process of the new symbiotic relationship established by the collar. Renamon truly was pulsing that cum directly inside Rika's throat, pumping the thick coating into her lungs from deep with that churning, warm sack. That being said, her cock wasn't truly inside Rika's mouth. Instead it was throbbing there, laying ontop of her chest, between her little breasts. The collar simply facilitated a... direct upload of sorts, if Renamon understood correctly. If things worked properly, that could mean she'd be able to fill her little Tamer from both ends, simultaneously.

"Aahhh~ Just like that little Rika! But..."

Those warm paws didn't have to hold her mouth open anymore. Rika fought to try and breathe, with nothing in her mouth, her mind was betraying her, making her believe there was a clear passage. Her chest actively inhaled despite all the other signs to the contrary. Renamon took advantage, softly caressing Rika's little breasts, molesting her and leaning over to enjoy the little squirms and bubbly sounds from within the girl's little lungs as she drowned again, tightly captured between those heavenly thighs. This was more than just an opportunity to help Rika learn her place. Thinly veiled though it was, what with that heavy sack covering Rika's little face, grinding lightly against her to remind the little human just how much thick cum Renamon could produce. Just how much was waiting to pump inside her. If Rika didn't behave, and comply, all that thick creamy girl cum would only be pumping into one place. One painful location. Rika didn't want to relive this sensation over and over, and she knew whatever virus had rewritten the digivice had already proven it was capable of some sort of resuscitation. Renamon could easily make good on her threat and simply drown the poor tamer over and over and over until she would comply.

She couldn't remember whether that was the first time she had that thought, or whether Renamon had already been drowning her for the third time that morning. Either way, her little hands fell defeated to her sides, and Renamon made a little huffing 'ahh' sound.

"There you go, you're learning."

Once again, the shift in sensations was instantaneous. The presence of a vulpine cock lodged in her throat vanished immediately, but the thick cream that had filled her lungs stayed for just a tiny fraction longer. For a moment, it made her cough roughly, as it felt like it was coagulating inside her, before evaporating, making her burp a little quietly.

"There, there little Rika. Now, your breakfast, remember? What do you want for breakfast?"

She knew this was a trick question. If not answered correctly, it would likely prompt corrective measures again. After having just gone through that ordeal, she knew not to test it. She'd have to discover some method of removing the collar before something like that could become doable.

"Cum."

Renamon shifted, and slowly started to tilt her sheath down, starting to plant her thick cock-tip right against Rika's little mouth. She paused, and growled, seemingly displeased. Rubbing it against those little lips teasingly, yet restraining herself.

"You can do better than that, little Rika. You *will* do better than that. Ask me nicely, politely, and from now on, use the terms * thick girl cock*, and *thick girl cum*, so that you remember what it is that's filling you."

Rika whined and squirmed. She was considering her options again, now that she wasn't drowning on cum. Her fighting spirit was slowly returning, her little hands slowly tried to sneak upwards in preparation to try and push Renamon off of her. It was a good thing nobody could see her cheeks blushing, as they were firmly covered by the supple, soft furred, full balls. She was trapped, those thighs could choke her in an instant if they wanted. She preferred they would, by this point. Her little hands pushed up against Renamon's hips and tried to hold them up. Weakly, she realized there was no real 'out' here. Whispering with an almost little defeated whimper, squirming ever so softly as the words left her lips, she whined her response.

"Please, Renamon, I'm hungry. Can I drink your thick girl cum for breakfast?"

Renamon huffed on top of her, her thighs squirming at the sound of those words leaving her little tamers mouth. Gods, yes. Her sack churned up extra thick cum at the sound of that. It even made little Rika squirm, feeling the heat against her little eyelids and nose. Renamon wanted to continue taking advantage while Rika was in this vulnerable state, see what else she could get her little tamer to say.

"Of course, my little ex-tamer. Do you want me to make it really thick for you?

Both of them felt the heat generated by Rika's little cheeks at that point. Renamon could feel the anger and humiliation running through her little ex-tamers body at the sound of being called such a demeaning name. Everything would serve to remind the young human girl who was in charge now, she'd soon see that. Regardless, there was still a longer than preferred pause before Rika sighed with a little bit of defeat again, even attempting to shake her little face free of Renamon's heavy, cum filled, churning sack in the process. Only managing to thoroughly nuzzle deeper into it once more. The vulpine digimon didn't know whether that was frustration, or just an attempt to escape the heat. Either way, the wavering voice of the young girl slowly and softly returned, unsure of her words, whether they were the right ones, or whether that's what Renamon wanted to hear. It was easy to tell her hesitation was only because she couldn't fathom she was asking them out loud, to her rapist, begging for it.

"Yes...please. I...want... you to... glue my little throat shut... with your thick girl cock..."

There were distinct pauses in her request. Rika was so unsure of herself. Unsure of the situation. Only recently getting used to the terminology and how it could be applied. Renamon was savoring every second of her innocence, already having promised herself she'd go slow and gentle to relish it as long as possible. She admitted to herself, she didn't really want Rika to feel much pleasure from it yet. First intent on demeaning the girl, using her, make her become comfortable enough with saying lewd little things like that out loud, even if just to avoid the torture that the collar could inflict upon her. It meant the world to Renamon to hear that little mouth, that little voice, the one that tamed her and made her fight digimon after digimon; begging for her cum. It was all she needed really. This new breeding tool between her legs didn't require an excessive amount of stimulation, unlike the human male counterparts she observed that resorted to just repetitive continuous thrusting. If she tried that on Rika, Renamon was fairly sure the little girl would break. She didn't want her to break. It was no fun if she was broken. Renamon would go slow, gentle, and constantly give her opportunities for hope.

Her thick girl cock slowly spread the little mouth of the young tamer open, though it felt different than yesterday, somehow. Perhaps because this time, it seemed less forced, and yet more like rape than before. Rika felt violated, having to open her mouth willingly like this. That heavy sack softly pressed tighter against her face, covering and smothering her, grinding against her little nose so she could smell the thick cum churning inside. Just on queue, that slick, flexing cock pumped the first mouthful of thick Renamon cum directly onto her little tongue. Rika sputtered and choked, but Renamon kindly helped the little girl hold her mouth tightly closed around that thick breeding cock pulsing and pumping cum inside her mouth. The first loud, audible gulp echoed throughout the room. Then another. It became too much almost immediately. Her little hands started to push against Renamon's hips, trying to pull that cock tip out of her little mouth, block the spurting tip with her tongue, anything. Another gulp, and another! Her collar dinged or beeped approvingly. Yes. She's drinking her Renamon's thick girl cum, that's what good little tamers are supposed to do. Yes.

This was too thick! It was more cream than cum. The sticky, stringiness, and yet simultaneously slippery texture of the thick cream wouldn't properly slip down her throat. She tried to gulp but the thick girl cum was sticking to her teeth, even to her tongue as she tried to use it like a spoon to push it towards her throat. Of course, Renamon took even further advantage, pressing her cock-tip against Rika's tongue, to keep it pinned, as her mouth was flooded with the requested liquid. Instead of having to hold her mouth anymore, Renamon's large paw gently caressed Rika's throat, urging the little gulps to go faster.

"It's cum glue, like you asked, my little ex-tamer. Do your best to swallow, okay? Here, I'll even help."

Rika knew that Renamon's redefined version of 'Help' was anything but. She couldn't very well decline her in this state however, and slowly, Renamon started to dip her hips lower. Pushing that thick digimon girl cock inside her little throat, little by little. Rika started to yell in protest, her little hands against those hips pushing and pushing, trying to stop her. First her cock tip pressed right against the entrance to that young little yelling throat, forcing her to gag and muffling the scream Rika tried to produce. Then with a little flex, spread it open around the vulpine tip and pushed inside, making a visible bulge on the outside. All along the way, that cock tip of hers stirred and spread each thick spurt of cum against the inside of little Rika's tight throat. It was so thick, it wasn't even coming out in waves like before. Rather, returning to spurts, pumping out as ropes of cream that Rika could feel travelling the length of Renamon's girl cock before being dumped inside her throat.

With her little mouth now nearly overflowing, and her throat unable to actually swallow the sticky cum that Renamon was pumping inside, it was becoming obvious that Rika had not heeded the common adage: 'Be careful what you wish for.' She could feel her little lips slowly sealing around the cock length that Renamon was stuffing inside her. Her tongue was stuck to the top of that flexing length, forced to taste every unsheathing inch. Her throat on the other hand couldn't handle the thickness. She twisted in Renamon's grasp and began to push and kick, her little nostrils still covered by that heavy sack! Slowly, ever so slowly, that thick vulpine girl cock was sinking inside her esophagus, gluing it tightly against the invading member.

"Mmmfff"

Her little muffled whimpers were barely audible as that fuzzy sheath pressed against Rika's lips. The cock-tip was almost aimed perfectly at her little stomach, and then it truly started. Renamon sat up slowly, tightly squeezing and nearly suffocating the little choking girl as she shifted her weight on top of Rika's face. That cock-tip used the extra little bit of distance to wedge just a tad further inside her throat. Renamon's sack warmed up against Rika's little face, and those little lips were the first to feel the pump, bulge after bulge passing through Renamon's cock length, through Rika's little mouth, inside her throat, and directly into her stomach. They could both hear the loud, lewd 'squish' upon 'squish' as Rika's stomach received the first thick ropes. The lewd sounds emanated so loudly she could hear and feel the thick cum pumping directly inside her little stomach. Even after just a few seconds, she already felt so full! Her stomach was bulging with pure volume. One flexing throb after another brought the little blushing Rika to realize she was slowly being fed full of thick Renamon girl cum, for breakfast, as ordered.

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"Yessss~ Gods, Rika. Drink~ Your little throat is perfect~"

Every little subtle movement Renamon or Rika made would only make it worse. Renamon purposely shifted to grind her full sack against Rika's little face, letting her feel how it was barely emptying at all. Who knows, Rika's face might even have been purple by now from lack of air, if it could have been seen under those soft, yellow furred thighs. Her little throat couldn't even summon the energy to choke around that cock. Glued shut around it as requested, there was no way for her muscles to move properly. She couldn't swallow, couldn't breathe, couldn't choke. Rika's hands faltered. Her elbows had been supporting the weight of the horny Vixen, and all at once, lost their resistance. Without hesitation, Renamon slipped one or two inches deeper, pushing her fuzzy sheath inside Rika's little mouth.

She couldn't scream, she couldn't move, and no matter which way she squirmed, Renamon simply adjusted to counter her efforts. Flex after Flex, each travelling the length of her bulging throat, slowly warmed her stomach up with thick girl cum.

"You're my little cock sleeve now, little Rika. Say it~"

A whine, and a kick later, Rika gargled and gagged the words incomprehensibly around Renamon's thick vulpine girl cock. She was powerless. The collar clicked a little approvingly again. Yes. She was a little cock sleeve. Renamon's thick girl cum tastes delicious. Yes. Then her consciousness faded from air starvation, and she was fairly sure that even that didn't stop Renamon from continuing to pump wave after wave of thick cum inside her stomach.

By the time she woke up again, several minutes later, Renamon had finally dismounted her face. Her stomach felt bloated and full like she had just eaten a 9 course meal. Her throat still felt full of crea... thick girl cum, and she couldn't swallow yet, though luckily her airway was free. She blushed. She had interrupted her own thought of the word cream with the words she'd been instructed to use. Thick girl cum. One of her hands rubbed down the length of her throat, down to her stomach, inspecting for damage. Nothing. Not even a drop of cum had spilled from her mouth. The heat of Renamon's sack against her face has basically dissolved the creamy residue covering Rika's eyes, allowing her to open them and check the mirror to inspect why her mouth felt so funny. Speaking of which, she couldn't open it. Mmmm. She tried. Her lips were stuck together, and in an attempt to move her tongue, which until now she thought was still just overloaded with the flavor of that thick girl cum...suddenly made her realize, the cum was still sloshing around inside her mouth. Albeit slowly, and stickily, just like before. It was utterly thick, coagulated, almost chewy, as disgusting as that sounded. She tried to chew it, just to test the theory, biting into the gelatin-like substance that had filled her mouth. Slowly, she swallowed a little bit of it.

"Good girl."

Rika nearly jumped out of her own skin, she thought Renamon had gone, or perhaps she was too distracted to notice the door was open with the tall yellow vixen standing there, proudly watching her. The little girl's cheeks blushed fiery red, but she was unable to blurt any witty retort either.

"What were you swallowing, little Rika?"

She knew, of course. It was such a façade. Such a transparent question. Plain and obviously designed to make the little tamer use the lewd terminology she'd been instructed to use. Rika had a defiant look on her little face. Her eyes narrowed with anger. Continuously still, the burning question of why Renamon was doing this to her lingered in the back of her mind. The little collar around her neck beeped with a warning of some sort, and a sharp sting prodded her throat. It made Rika suckle in and nearly choke on the cum still left in her mouth. Renamon had raised her brow and crossed her arms, still expecting an answer. Rika turned, blushed, and slowly faced her rapist, admitting to her, and herself at the same time, the truth. Having to work hard at first to pull her little lips apart from the gooey residue.

"I was swallowing your thick girl cum, Renamon."

She emphasized the words, but with the spare fluid still in her mouth, it sounded more barely intelligible. Why was she emphasizing them? Come to think of it, she thought she recalled the collar clicking around her neck, and sensing a tingle in the back of her mind. Renamon growled a little quietly and stepped forward, closing the distance between them in a flash. Her big paw softly pried open little Rika's mouth, and for a moment, Rika was quickly trying to consider all the things she might have done wrong. What had she said? Did she miss something?

"Don't speak with your mouth full unless I ask you to do so, little Rika. Mmm, but I suppose I can't be mad at you. After all, you were finishing your breakfast."

Those warm paws returned to caress her blushing cheeks, still keeping her little mouth open with what half a load of girl cum remained inside, coating Rika's tongue.

"Did you like your breakfast, little ex-tamer?"

Renamon hissed the sound of the word. This time, Rika's eyes didn't light up with anger. They lit up with sadness, tearing up a little at the harshness of it. The insult. The times they'd spent together, did they mean nothing to Renamon? The collar beeped a warning, and a sharp buzz vibrated around Rika's neck, causing her knees to flutter weakly and collapse in front of Renamon on the ground. She had to look up, her mouth now still hanging open with the mixture of cum clearly visible from Renamon's viewpoint above. Not that Rika could clearly see her face anymore, that half rigid fox cock obscuring her view slightly. She also finally got a bigger view of just how large Renamon's full sack was. No wonder it had covered her entire face! The tears that stung her eyes slowly dripped down her cheeks as she finally looked up and whined back up at Renamon while worriedly looking at her flexing girl cock. The words crawled out of her mouth carefully then. The proud, yet stubborn nature of little Rika was gone for the moment, though not entirely just yet. Slowly she worked her throat and loudly gulped down the rest of her breakfast.

"I... l-loved it, Renamon. My stomach is full...full of your thick girl cum."

The collar clicked again around her, there was that warm tingling sensation in the back of her mind again. Her little mouth moved almost as if of its own accord, forcing her to complete one of the sentences she had thought of saying for only a spare second, and quickly discarded.

"P-please, c-can you feed me like that every morning?"

For some reason, Rika almost hoped to get some brownie points, she didn't know what got into her, but she started to crawl forward a little, towards Renamon's...thighs. Those warm thighs, that... heavy sack. Filled with so much thick girl cum, just mere inches away...

Oh my, what was she doing? She was nuzzling into Renamon's heavy, cum filled sack. Those warm orbs nearly surrounded her little head. The world went dark, and her nose and mouth were covered. She couldn't breathe, but for some reason, that was alright. Her collar seemed to beep, or ding, approvingly.

"Please..."

She continued, wanting to score more brownie points, if it allowed her any respite from Renamon's plans for the future.

"Please wake me up like that, every morning, drowning under your heavy sack."

What had gotten into her?! A question both Renamon and Rika asked themselves simultaneously. There was a spot of confidence there for a moment, but it was re-applied in the complete opposite direction. Hm. This was troublesome. Not exactly what Renamon had planned for the little digimon tamer, but it couldn't be helped. A possible side effect of being made to drink such potent cum, or perhaps the collar was having one of those side effects. She couldn't blame her. A little distance between them might set the little human girl right again. Perhaps maybe a little bit of anxiety added to the mix wouldn't hurt. But for the moment, she let little Rika kiss and nuzzle her heavy balls, it felt good, and to add a bit of insult to injury, it even elicited a few warm spurts of cum from her girl cock, which Renamon made sure, landed directly on Rika's little face. For a moment, this little spot of worship brought a bit of authority into Renamon's voice.

"Don't wipe that off. Get up, and get dressed. I already took the liberty of replacing your clothes too. Too tomboyish, I thought. While I'm not intent on making you look like a bimbo, I like seeing your vulnerabilities more. Leggings, and a mini skirt ought to do the trick. I wanted to..."

She pulled Rika close for a moment, helping her up, suddenly pausing and returning to being a little more passionate and tender. Something that gave Rika a little bit of pause. It was more anxiety inducing to see Renamon be tender like this, than to see her be rough. She could get used to a rapist being rough or mean she figured, but tender? Caring? She couldn't put that away so easily.

"I wanted to pump your little womb full and send you off to school, but your breakfast took longer to prepare than I anticipated. So I'll spare your virginity until a little later. The good news is... your cycle is in the perfect alignment with my plans. You *do* know what I'm talking about right, little Rika?"

Rika shook her head, almost innocently. She had slowly regained her composure and regained that determined, stubborn look in her eyes as she walked around Renamon in the room, taking care to try and avoid the still half-cocked girl dick in the way. Especially when she saw the black leggings and frilly mini-skirt. This was ludicrous! If anyone saw her in these clothes, all hope of being respected in school or forming bonds with any social circles might as well hop out the window. What if Takato saw her? Oh god. Why did that put a little thrill in her heart beat? She silently listened to Renamon explain what her intentions were while slipping into the leggings and tiny skirt, getting a disapproving glare when having reached for her panties. Why was she so accommodating? She degraded herself willingly in front of her Digimon by kissing her sack! That wasn't like her! Shouldn't she be running away? Push Renamon away or try to defend herself in some way? Were these inner thoughts of hers getting more frequent? She'd read about this, a phenomena where the mind retreats to protect itself from Trauma. Is that what was happening here? Wait, what did Renamon just say? She mentioned that phrase again...

"That's the final stage, little Rika. Do you understand?"

Rika's eyes were sort of glazed over a little as she shook her head again, but watched and listened attentively now. Renamon stepped closer then, and lifted Rika up a little, off of her feet, letting them dangle in the air while those big paws softly held onto her little hips and raised her up into the air to be face to face with Renamon. Incidentally, this meant Renamon suddenly pressed that warm, slick cock tip right under her little skirt, and against her barely fabric-covered young, virgin cunny lips. The intense heat immediately made her shiver and arch in Renamon's grasp.

"That's your little cunny, little Rika. I'm going to push my thick girl cock deep inside it, and it'll hurt at first because I'm so big, and you're so young and small. It'll break a little barrier called the hymen, almost immediately, and then slip really deep inside you. Your little belly will bulge out, and then it'll push against another barrier. Your little cervix. This one is really small, especially for your age. But slowly, I'm going to push through it anyway."

As Renamon explained, one of her talons delicately traced over Rika's abdomen, helping her feel the individual little alien sensations within her she'd never focused much on. Renamon had been plotting this entire ordeal for a while now. Her first lesson about reproduction was right now. Slowly it started to dawn on little Rika. Her little eyes started to open more and more wide as Renamon finally explained the part she dreaded her guess would match up with.

"There, past your little cervix, is your womb."

Renamon's thick cock-tip flexed at the mention of the words, and almost softly, delicately spread the little legging-clad cunny lips bit by bit, teasing herself and making Rika whine out.

"Inside your womb, will be the new home of my girl cock, little Rika. It's where I'll be pumping most of my thick girl cum for the rest of your life. When my cum fills your little womb, it travels down narrow little funnels called fallopian tubes. They lead into an egg chamber of sorts, called ovaries."

Rika's eyes were huge by this point. Her guess was on the money. These 'egg-chambers', her ovaries, Renamon was planning to...

"I'm going to fill your little ovaries with my thick girl cum, little Rika. I'm going to impregnate your young, little human body, over and over, and over. You're at the perfect stage for having my cubs, and I'll make sure before the end of this week that you'll be heavily and thoroughly knocked up with a big litter."

Rika started to kick immediately, struggling, but Renamon just softly lowered her, spreading her virgin cunny lips a little further despite the fabric in the way. Renamon couldn't resist. She had intended to just tease and then send her to school. She was going to lower her to relax her and quiet her down so she couldn't kick, but...Rika's little thighs, clad in these, yoga pants, or leggings or whatever. She didn't care. The fabric was so soft and yet stretched to accommodate her cock tip regardless. Rika could be late to school for all she cared. She needed to impregnate her now. That warm little tight womb of hers was so close! The skirt hid the lewd sight from view, but it couldn't hide the audible tearing sound of the fabric, exposing Rika's little cunny to Renamon's throbbing girl cock. Her soft voice teased the little tamer.

"Yes, kick, squirm, fight me, little Rika. Once I pump your little womb full of my cum, your own little life will be over. My evolution becomes permanent. That collar will stay locked around your neck forever, little Rika, and best of all, I'll make personally sure that you'll be..."

Rika whinced in pain as her little cunny lips were forced to spread, softly, yet widely around that thick, flexing Renamon cock. Her little hands shot down under her skirt to try and grip that cock tip and push it away, but it was coated with slippery cum, she couldn't get a proper handle on it. If anything, all she managed to do was accidentally line it right up with her virgin cunt. No! She didn't want to be...

"...Impregnated over and over. Nobody will take you from me. Nobody will save you. You will have my cubs. Carry litter after litter of little Renamon, or perhaps you'll lay eggs?"

Ricka kicked and whined out, almost yelling with a few tears coming to her eyes.

"Renamon please! Don't do this to me!"

Renamon huffed. That little voice made her sheath stir in ways she never expected. The desire to fill that little body to the brim was astounding. The overwhelming urge to breed, to pump her full of digimon cum, truly empty her sack inside the little human, was still a somewhat new sensation to Renamon. She couldn't help herself, she would gasp or moan a little, unable to suppress a flex, throb, or twitch here and there. This collar would make breaking little Rika way too easy, she *almost* regretted it a little, but at the same time she wanted to hear that little quaking voice cry in denial. She knew just how to do it, with a little vocal order of sorts.

"Beg me, little Rika. Beg me nicely to impregnate you. Beg me to knock you up over, and over for the rest of your life."

Rika's tears turned into full on crying, her little body quaking against Renamon. This wasn't how her life was supposed to go. She and Renamon had accomplished so much together. Bonded together. She couldn't... The collar made a little warning buzz and started to warm up around Rika's little neck. The intense heat felt almost like she was being choked, and she knew served as a further warning to be complicit in her own rape. She missed the discernible click from the collar. Yes. She needed to be impregnated by Renamon. Yes. Her chest hurt as she fought to bring up the words she realized would only egg Renamon on. Rika bawled through her tears and whined out in a quiet, breathy voice.

"Plea-please! Renamon! I-I ne-need to be impregnated!"

The collar continued to grow hotter, and tighter around her little throat, urging her to continue, though it made her sound a little more like choked up gasps as she begged through her tears.

"Knock me up with your thick girl cock! Please!? My little body... is.. "

She cried even more, her tears staining her vision now, running down the little breasts she hadn't put a shirt over yet. Another click of the collar. Yes, she wants to be pregnant. Yes. No! She didn't! Her stomach was too small for it! Her little body would be ruined...Yes. Perfect. She exists to be ruined. She wants her little stomach to stretch heavily with Renamon's litter. Yes. The collar squeezed tightly, forcing her to gasp out weakly.

"My little... body is perfect for it, Renamon, I wa-want you to impregnate my little body... over and over... for the rest of my life. Please! Impregnate me!"

Honestly speaking, her clouded, hurt, fogged up mind was barely recognizing the words coming out of her own little mouth. She was mostly just repeating the things Renamon had said, back to her. It seemed to be enough. That whiny, breathy, crying voice, coming from that little mouth of hers. It set Renamon off in some sadistic way. Rika couldn't focus properly anymore, closing her eyes and turning her head to avoid facing the shame. Why had she possibly thought she could net 'brownie points'? Not only demeaning herself in front of her Digimon, but only antagonizing that predatory instinct instead.

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"Aaahhh! That one word. When it comes out of your little mouth, it's like the nectar of the gods!~."

The mean vixen didn't even have to tug on Rika's little hips, or force her down. Rather, she enjoyed letting gravity do all the work for her. With Rika's little kicking legs trying to push off of Renamon, all she had to do is keep pushing her little feet away, letting them dangle in the air. Those warm, large paws simply wrapped around her little belly, holding onto the little tamer like a cock-sleeve, and slowly, ever so slowly, spread those cute little cunt lips apart with her cock tip.

Something neither of them had even acknowledged yet was little Rika's own excitement. If Rika had known how to recognize the signs, she would only have been more humiliated at the realization that her body was responding to this sort of torture. How her little body was warming up, her abdomen, though partially obscured by the frills of the little skirt, blushing red in its own way. Deep inside her, though it was still an alien sensation, her little womb seemed to warm up, showing all the signs of a real little vixen being going into heat. Rika wouldn't have been able to admit it, but her little cunny tickled with a peculiar rush that kept making her arch her back whenever Renamon moved, brushing that slick cock tip over her cunt lips. The little leggings didn't really stand a chance either, smeared by the mixture of cum and little Rika's own wetness, they tore just enough to allow free access under her skirt.

Even still, those little legs kicked fruitlessly out, as her little cunny finally opened to that sharp vulpine girl cock. Still, her skirt hid the lewd scene from Renamon's prying eyes. Rika felt it sooner than anticipated. She still remembered the warning about her hymen, but the way gravity was slowly sinking her down regardless, there was nothing that she could do. Renamon would keep pushing her little kicking legs back to dangle over the ground, and simply pressed in, taking her pleasurable delight in entering her slowly.

For a masochist, this might have been enjoyable, but Rika's tears quickly turned into a little pained yelp as she felt the initial sting. It instantly brought her kicks to a stop, as every little kick just made the sting spread throughout her abdomen. Fairly quickly, Rika lost her composure, becoming a whining little mess instead. The only soothing thing to focus on was how comforting Renamon's big paws held her, and for the moment, Rika held onto them to try and support herself in weak attempts to pull herself off. That was a pipe dream of course. Renamon didn't stop to let her adjust, the only privilege she was granted was being allowed to listen to how much Renamon was enjoying raping her of that innocent virginity of hers.

The soft huffs, long albeit quiet moans right against Rika's ears. The subtle motions to make Rika whine, kick, or squeeze around that slowly invading breeding pole. Nhhnnn... there was that electric sensation running up her spine again. This time it was noticeably nauseating, and helped to suddenly make Rika curious enough to open her eyes and look again. Her eyes glanced down, avoiding Renamon's hungry gaze, to the source of that pulse. She caught it just in time

There, under her skin, inside her belly, flexed the prominent bulge of Renamon's thick girl cock. The tip softly pulsed, on purpose of course, sending that electric tingle up her spine again. It was obscene, one could clearly see the ridged outline of her cock, and the pulsing cock tip too, moving around inside her little body. Rika arched and gasped in between those soft paws, unable to relax, and tightly squeezed her little body around Renamon's girl cock every time it moved even an inch. Those words from earlier ringing true even more now. Another subtle click. Yes. She needs to be pumped full. She needs to help bring it to her womb. Yes. No! She didn't need any cum! She didn't want that!

"Gods yes, little Rika. Can you feel how small you are?"

Renamon wouldn't let Rika have a moment of peace. For a moment, the comment actually seemed to bring some amount of spirit back to the poor girl. She had slowly brought her hands down to her bulging abdomen and tried to push the big cock bulge back inside her little body, an attempt to hide the obscene display revealing that she was slowly being bred by her Digimon. Of course it didn't have any effect, Renamon was far too excited to be deterred that easily. She almost wanted to kiss the little tamer again, but watching her helplessly panic about slipping down around a thick vulpine dick was far too exhilarating.

Rika brought her hands to the very tip of the cock bulge and pressed against it, trying to push it back down. Only to then immediately regret it as Renamon flexed her cock tip right between those little hands. Oh God, this is where that sensation was coming from. Her little body still aches deeply from the recent invasion, but there was something there, being worked against by Renamon's cock. Aaahhh! What was that drill of ecstasy inside her body all of a sudden?

"Aaahhh! Nhnn!"

She quickly covered her own mouth. It was too late of course, Renamon took the advantage again and slowly stirred her up, grinding that thick girl cock against the little button of inner pleasure Rika was quickly beginning to hate. She kept her hands on her mouth, closed her eyes shut tightly and desperately tried to hold it in. But her little dangling legs started to quiver. That warm, fuzzy sheath was pressing closer and closer between her thighs!

"S-stop! Not there! Take it out!"

Renamon only huffed at her for a split second, a low growl emanating deep within her chest that Rika could feel all the way inside her own body.

"See, little Rika? Your body will betray you. It wants you to be pregnant. All you can do is squeeze your little legs tightly together if you don't want to sink further."

It was a trick, of course. Rika couldn't have known in her dazed state though, and eagerly attempted with what energy she had left, to squeeze her little legging-clad thighs around Renamon's thick girl sheath. It was all too much, her hands still struggled to get a handle on the bulge inside her stomach. Trying to aim it away from her g-spot, but in the process leading it somewhere much more dangerous. Cute little blushing cheeks revealed she was definitely noticing that Renamon's sheath hadn't slowed one bit, and gravity was still slowly sinking it deeper and deeper between those heavenly little thighs. It was like a ticking time bomb, for both of them.

Rika whined and arched again as Renamon very softly grazed against and kissed her cervix with the tip of her girl cock. It immediately brought a couple more tears of worry to Rika's face. Click. Yes. There it is. She wants to relax and sit down on that thick cock tip. She wants to let it push inside her womb. Yes. No! Stop! Where were these thoughts coming from? She could hear her own voice thinking them, but they felt alien and invasive.

"I'm going to impregnate you now, little Rika. Are you ready?"

"No, please... Renamon..."

The collar immediately tightened at the lack of a positive response, choking poor little Rika and making her lose grip with her little thighs. Instantly, that thick girl sheath sunk deep, under her little skirt, and against her vulnerable little cunny lips. Rika exclaimed with a loud shout as her back arched, her hands, acting as the last barrier to her little womb, failed. Her body, thoroughly filled with thick girl cock, and essentially being held by it exclusively, felt every torturous inch of that cock tip flexing and spreading her cervix bit by bit, nuzzling inside far gentler than she had expected. Breaching into that vulnerable, fertile little chamber. The collar was still tightening, squeezing around her throat nearly to the point of suffocating her. She whined, looking tearfully up at Renamon. Rika's little hands fought to try and push that cock tip back out of her little womb while she deceptively tried to buy herself time by accommodating the will of the collar, or perhaps it was the will of Renamon.

"M-my womb is ready for y-you. I w-want to be p-pregnant, Renamon."

She needed to be quick here. She thought she could feel an angle. Renamon's thick girl cock was stirring freely inside her young, fertile womb. She had to stop this. Her little hands would be able to push that cock bulge out, her feet were getting ready to kick on Renamon's legs to push herself off, then she'd be able to run away! Just a little bit further. Her hands just had to push that warm cock tip a little to the left. Oh God, she needed to hurry, that sheath was warming up between her thighs. Renamon was moaning and squeezing her waist, but if she timed it right, Rika would be able to escape just before..

Oh no, it was starting quickly. The flex of Renamon's cock tip inside her womb, like it was trying to pump but only heaving up dry, not even a drop of precum. The heat inside that sheath was starting to travel up inside her girl cock! She could hear the sounds of that full sack down below her pumping eagerly, providing the thick cum rushing towards her fertile womb. The heat! It was making her arch unexpectedly as it started to pump along Renamon's thick girl cock, flexing and throbbing, as it was slowly being delivered through such a tight tunnel. Rika was almost getting distracted for a moment, feeling the heat pulse against her g-spot again, over and over, and over. No! Here we go, her hands pressed against the tip of that bulge that was now so deep inside her, and moved it that final inch, right where she needed it to be in order to slip off if it.

A slick, lurching sensation filled little Rika as her hands pushed Renamon's thick girl cock right against the little entrance of one of her little fallopian tubes. She suppressed a little squeal as the tip of Renamon's cock flexed and nuzzled the cum slit right against it. Rika's leg muscles fired, kicking pathetically and only squeezing around that thick girl sheath with her little thighs. Her little hips shook as she tried to make a last second adjustment. Instead of any escape, she only felt and heard the immediate pain of Renamon's first hot spurt of thick impregnating girl cum pumping directly inside her fertile ovary. Her little legs shook, trying to squeeze together, to stop the flow of thick cum pumping towards her womb.

Then another thick, audible spurt.

Then another.

It took her until the fourth spurt to start screaming in denial, and protest. Renamon however, simply squeezed her little belly with those big paws, shifted her thick, spurting girl cock around inside Rika's womb to stir against her g-spot at the same time, and softly nuzzled her pumping cock tip against Rika's other fallopian tube. Every thick flexing spurt felt warmer and fuller than the last. It was loud, and she could see the bulge pumping under her skin. Renamon was pumping a more thick impregnating girl cum directly inside her other ovary. She could smell it. Hear each spurt as it pumped directly inside her young body. Click. Yes. She wants to listen closely. She needs to focus on every spurt. Guide it. Yes.

She can't help herself. She has nothing else to focus on. Her little mind is slowly being shattered. School won't matter anymore. Food will never matter anymore. Just think of Renamon's thick girl cum. It's all she needed to think about. Feel it, focus on it impregnating her for her first time. Every time thereafter would never be the same. Squirm and let herself be raped by her Renamon. Maybe Renamon was right.

Worst of all, her little body wanted it. It squeezed around Renamon's thick girl cock, milking around it out of pure genetic instinct. Her little legs quivered around that sheath as she came around Renamon uncontrollably. Shaking and making a wet little mess over that girl-sheath. She could feel her womb tightening over and over, helping all that thick cum overfill her ovaries, even as her womb was already softly inflating with the thick, sticky sloshing sensation.

"Good little girl, see? Cumming from being impregnated? You want this. Say it."

Not even barely a moment passed. Rika whined, her voice shaking but almost confident as her cheeks still betrayed her humiliated blush.

"I want to be pregnant! I want to be pregnant Renamon! Please."

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It hurt! Her ovary was getting too full! Rika's little cervix tried to tighten and squeeze rhythmically around the breeding cock dumping all that cum inside her, even as Renamon graciously retreated it from her fallopian tube and simply resorted to pumping the rest directly inside her little womb.

Renamon was right. Her little body was meant for this. Born for this. She was at the perfect age for this. She needed to be impregnated. The way she fit perfectly around Renamon's thick girl cock was proof of that. She deserved to be impregnated. It was her own fault. She asked to be impregnated. Begged Renamon to knock up her little body. She could have fought harder. Instead she let herself be raped and bred. Every passing second only sealed her fate further. Each second, another thick rope of warm girl cum was being pumped inside her fertile womb. She wasn't a tamer anymore. Renamon was making sure of that. She wouldn't need her old life anymore. All she would have to think about from now on is Renamon's thick girl cum. Pumping inside her womb. Feeding her every day. Impregnating her again and again.

She was being impregnated with a new purpose. To be the carrier for Renamon's litter. There was a soothing warmth from that realization spreading through the back of her mind. Just as soothing as the thick heat of Renamon's girl cum filling her little womb. The collar seemed to start clicking a little around her neck, warning up that sensation in her even more. Yes. That was it. This was her purpose in life all along. To be impregnated by her Renamon. That's it, little Rika. Keep thinking about your new purpose in life. Yes. To be pumped full of thick Renamon girl cum. To breed with her, over and over. To worship Renamon's thick girl cock with her little womb. Yes. She needs to be pregnant. She wants to be pregnant. Yes. Another few clicks and then a solid lock clicked in. That was the final stage. All is as it should be now. She will get to be impregnated over and over by Renamon for the rest of her life. This is where she belongs.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, there was a distinct shrill screaming headache. No!

It was screaming pointlessly into the void. All that thick cum only had one place to go, her ovulating little egg. The aggressive sperm were already ahead of the game, wiggling against it, penetrating it with ease. Even her little ova would be subjected to rape it seemed. Her little womb was swelling, each little motion Renamon made only stirring all that thick cum around inside her. Lewdly and loudly assuring her of the completion of that stage.

"Don't fall asleep, little Rika. Stay strong, you still have to walk to school."

Rika shook with each spurt, a few tears running down her little messy face.