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A dark rumbling fills the tower,a nd Takato is left to lay there and watch while the Darkmagnamon laughs with maniacal glee. “D… dammit…" he groans. “If only… if only I was stronger… I couldn't… I couldn't do this alone… Guilmon… wherever you are… I need your help, buddy."

Back at the hotel, Guilmon perks his head up. Rika and Renamon pour over some maps of the local area, but Renamon is the first to notice Guilmon's reaction. “What's the matter?"

“Takatomon…" Guilmon says, sniffing the air. “I can sense Takatomon…" Guilmon starts to wander off, following the scent trail. Renamon gets up and follows him. “Come on, Rika."

“We lost him, Renamon," the woman says, crossing her arms over her chest. “And… and what's worse is that… is that this whole time, I was… I was being manipulated. I thought… I thought that what happened that night was something important, and…"

Renamon scoops Rika up in her arms, carrying the human like a bride. “Come, now, Rika, you can tell me everything. We just need to follow Guilmon."

“Everything…" Rika says. “It's been so long now…

—

Rika walks home along the neon-lit streets of the big city. The life of an adult was much worse than she could imagine. Back when she had no real-world responsibilities, she could fight her way to the top and be the best, but she learned that was a fool's errand—an errand that's repeated way too much here in the world of business.

Work had been killer, and she just needed a drink. So, she stepped into one of the many establishments that served something strong and she plunked herself down.

A few drinks in, and she was already done with the night. She pushed herself up from her seat, only to see another drink waiting for her. The bartender pointed over towards another woman with ashen skin and silver hair. The woman smirked through purple lips. “Rough day at work?" she asked.

“You have no idea," Rika responded, slipping back down to her seat. “Sometimes, I just want to punch my boss, but I know I can't really do that. Wish I could just…"

“Hm…?"

“Nothing…" Rika said.

“You need to let off steam," the woman said. “I can show you how, if you'd like me to."

Rika took a sip of her drink.

“You know, at a place like this, beautiful women like us need to keep an eye out for the lecherous. They could be trying to get into your pants right now."

“I can handle myself. Any ugly bastard tries to mess with me, I'll make him regret it."

“And if you like what you see?"

Rika lowers her drink. “Wait,a re you… I'm not-"

“You ever try it before?" the woman asked her.

“Well, no, I-"

“Come on…" the woman said, leaving the room.

Everything was so mundane. Everything was so aggravating. Everything was so painful. Did Rika need a night just for herself, to try something new, to experience a new world?

Everything leading up to her falling upon the bed was a blur. But she remembered what happened next quite vividly. The woman, now as naked as she was, climbed on top of her. Kissed over Rika's neck. Her hands slid down over Rika's body. Her fingers plumbed into her womanhood.

Rika groaned, having never felt the release of another woman's touch before, and that release was soon building up to its exciting climax. “W… who… are you…?" Rika gasped.

“I'm just what you needed," the woman said, licking her lips, those wonderful, violet lips. Rika responded by locking hers to those.

Their tongues battled it out as hands explored weakly over each other's bodies. It was a dream come true, and it was only getting better.

With expert speed, the woman crawled down the bed, still facing Rika, her tongue trailing down along her body. “Oh… oh wow, that's… long…" Rika said.

“I'm a pro at what I do, but I don't give my services for money," the woman responded. “I do it to see that face you make.

“What fa-aaah!"

The woman buries her tongue deep into Rika's sex, the muscle dancing and u undulating with a speed and rhythm beyond human measure, but Rika had no way of knowing it at the time. She was just a caterpillar in the means of sex, having never really gotten a boyfriend when she was a teenager, and having just been so cold and distant in her first years as an adult. But now, as this mysterious woman spreads her legs apart, she spreads Rika's understanding, planting the seeds of the lustful creature she is destined to become.

Rika screamed out into the night, her hands covering her eyes, her body covered in a glistening coat of sweat, and her life changed forever.

Once she collapsed into an exhausted heap, the woman disappeared from her life, for what seemed like forever.

—

“Rika," Renamon said, holding her close. “You had no way of knowing that she would be your enemy."

“If I didn't go out with her that night, we never would have been in this mess."

“If you never went out with her," Renamon said, “We never would have met again. We never would have become one."

“Renamon…" Rika gasped, but before she could say anything else, Guilmon stops and growls.

Just in front of them is a Trailmon station, complete with a Trailmon Dark waiting for them. But standing on the entrance to the Trailmon is Arukenemon, the woman of Rika's dreams, or rather, her nightmares.

“Do you really wish to make it to my mistress?" The deceiver says, a slight coo in her voice. “Then, Rika… you need to come with me while your friends take this ride."

“What?" Renamon snaps. “No! I will not leave Rika behind!"

“No, Renamon…" Rika says, placing a hand upon Renamon's heart. “I got us into this mess… it's only fair I stay behind while you rescue Takato." She shimmies off of the vulpine Digimon and stands tall to face her adversary. “Let's do it, and this time, I won't be an inexperienced flower!"