Renawrap!
#35 of Personal Works
Summary: A Renamon tries to fend off the attacks of a pair of Gatomon. They could delete her in a second but instead seem intent on restraining her for other purposes.
Done as a gift for a friend, BadRoy~
Word Count: 1474
If you like this piece, check out my Subscribestar or Patreon! Either platform offers early access to finished drafts both commissioned and of my own inspiration and ongoing projects as well as a selection of perks to interface with me and maybe have influence on my future content. Any interest and support is much appreciated. (Please note that some works cannot be uploaded to Patreon. As such to access the full extent of my library via Patreon you will need to join the discord server found within either platform!)
Posted using PostyBirb
"Ghhh-." Two blurs, one white, one black had struck Renamon, sending her flying. She'd had the reaction speed to bring her arms up to defend but the synchronised impact sent her reeling.
"While she's down!" One voice cried.
"On it!" The other called. A flash of piercing yellow from the feline eyes struck her. More than just a gaze, the BlackGatomon had used its hypnotic attack on Renamon, beguiling her just to slow her recovery. The dark furred and often dark hearted species was seldom seen together with the holy variety of the usual white furred Gatomon, yet here this unlikely partnership had been turned onto the fox like digimon on the ground.
As if two champions were even needed to overpower a lone rookie!
A furred strand brushed under Renamon's legs, snapping taut, BlackGatomon using his long tail to pin the limbs together as his partner in crime hurried over.
"H-huh? What do you want with me?! Get off!" Renamon cried. Unable to stand, she tried to raise her hands up, feigning defense, only for the arm to get stomped on by Gatomon.
"You think I don't recognise your attacks?" She said, her tail looping over the upper arms in much the same, strong, binding way.
"I think she needs another Cat Eye!" BlackGatomon called.
"Yeah, you're right." Gatomon's eyes flashed too quickly for Renamon to shield herself, stunning her and making her head loll back. They left her incapacitated by the glare as they moved on with their plan. Each of them took a thick roll of hefty, special bandages, lashing the end before and beside their tails.
Renamon blinked, grunting in the light, she felt the flatter tightness. Smoother than their tails building up around her lengthy shins and over her bared arms. Bared?!
The purple gloves of her kind had been stripped off and discarded next to her by Gatomon's hand. The short, rounded yet far stronger digimon had her back turned to Renamon's head, obscuring the details of her work. The fox-like digimon was only able to spot the tug in the arms and how they matched the growing tightness.
"Get off me!" She repeated, "I'm no threat, I've done nothing to you!"
"Yeah, yeah. We know." Blackgatomon quipped, pulling hard on her legs, his tail finally unravelling once the bandages were built up stronger than the limb had been. She noticed that her legs weren't just being wrapped together, they'd also been individually covered up before that. How long had the stun knocked her out?
"Then why?!" She said through gritted teeth.
Gatomon tugged hard on the bandages, tying them off before leaving the rest of the roll in place. She stood up from Renamon's chest, walking around. The spirited yellow furred rookie clenched her muscles, tensed her arms and struggled all she was worth.
"Gh--hahhn, nnhhmph!" The palm of the thick fingered yellow glove of Gatomon pressed over her mouth, fingers tensing and flashing the wicked claws in Renamon's sight.
"Shut up and calm down, we could delete you in a second and just take what we want anyway, be glad we're being merciful." Gatomon said with her fingers kneading Renamon's head.
"Mnnnf!" She said, the words squeezed out of her by a sudden pressure as BlackGatomon finished binding her lower legs and feet. The bandage picked up again, tracing up her thighs, normally a point of pride from their agility and power. Here, they were just a rounded curve, diminished by the bandage wrap.
"Tell me, foxy, do you know anything about prophecies?"
"Mhhh? N-nhhh." She said, shaking her head between the caressing gloves. The questioning look in her eyes was quite genuine.
"Nothing? Let me guess, you're just here, you don't know where here is or why you came, just that you're going to meet someone?" A nod this time. "She's the one." Gatomon said, holding up the hand that wasn't busy gagging Renamon. Her dark furred companion snagged another bandage with his tail and winged it over to her. Pinching the fabric between her knuckles, Gatomon extended it and then pulled her hand away from Renamon's face.
"I don't understand!" Renamon pleaded, her cry ignored as Gatomon brought Renamon's gloves over, tucked together forming a wad and pushing it near her mouth. The fox gritted her teeth, shaking her head.
"Open up or when I'm done I'll wrap your eyes too!"
"Nnh, not that! I'll do what you want." Renamon said in panic, parting her lips. Gatomon stuffed her fingers and the gloves in, chasing them with a wrap across her lips as her hand pulled out. She swiftly bound Renamon's mouth shut across the muzzle and over the cheeks, packing them tightly and reducing the other digimon to muffles.
With her target's face subdued, the white feline turned back to her previous task, wrapping up those arms. Renamon had no idea why they were attacking her and even less for why they were mummifying her. Yet the smaller digimon moved with rapid yet strong motions, swallowing Renamon's white and yellow fur all the way up to the neck.
They had her body and tail restrained in a double layer soon after, tightened down so that the wraps creaked when disturbed, finally they went for her neck, wrapping up over the cheeks. "Remember, leave the eyes." Gatomon said.
"Huh? Why? You're the one who promised that, not me!" Blackgatomon replied, swiftly covering over half of Renamon's vision.
"Hhhhhm!?! Nhhhn, plhhs!" Renamon cried squirming all the more powerfully!
Stop!" Gatomon insisted with a growl. The savagery of her tone even stilled and quieted Renamon.
"Ugh. Fine, I'll leave one eye, that way you don't break your promise. You did say you'd wrap her eyes, plural." He replied with a shrug.
Gatomon grumbled, taking her stress out by tightening the head wrap on the captive, Renamon's face was swaddled away, the bandages covering her nose and ears, though thin enough to breathe through. A perfectly wrapped Renamon squirmed weakly on the ground between them.
"Hello?" A voice called, distantly echoing into the covered building they were in.
"Heh, not a moment too soon." BlackGatomon said, passing the nearly depleted spool of his bandage to the other. Gatomon tied it off then wrapped her tail around Renamon's bandaged neck, drawing her across the floor with it. She peeked low at the roof edge, holding Renamon's head so her eye could see the show below.
A human stood there and something sparked inside Renamon on sighting him. An inexplicable longing, she knew she was meant to be the one meeting him here! The cryptic riddle that Gatomon had whispered was beyond her but yet she knew the answer. Instead BlackGatomon had stolen her place, hopping out from a corner into sight.
"Whoa! What are you?!" The human asked.
"I'm BlackGatomon, I'm a digimon! Who might you be?" The cat digimon replied in a tone that sounded nothing like the cruel one he'd used moments ago with Renamon. Gatomon's paws squeezed over Renamon's head, insurance to keep her silent as the human and BlackGatomon started walking away, talking with each other.
"Heh! There! Wow, for some kind of destined 'chosen one' you sure are easy to have your place stolen." Gatomon said, pulling Renamon back into the shade. "Yeah that's right, we knew about you and your silly prophecies. You know how strong and cool digimon get with a partner?! We both wanted it but BlackGatomon won a contest we had. You should be grateful! His plan was to shove you into one of those boxes and bury you."
"Whhht?!" Renamon said, her one visible eye wide.
"Oh don't cry. My plan's much nicer for all. Especially given that all it took was the threat of a blindfold for you to submit to my order. No, I'll keep you around as a toy, maybe even a new friend and accomplice if you earn my trust... if not, these boxes and dirt aren't going anywhere." She said, calmly and softly caressing Renamon's head in between her gloves while she spoke. "That said, I better follow Blackie to make sure he doesn't screw it up." She broke off, suddenly standing and lifting Renamon, she moved over to one of the threatened boxes, kicking the lid off and dumping the larger digimon inside.
"I promise you I'll be back, in a day at most! If you manage to escape, I guess I'll have fun hunting you down... ah what am I saying, you'd need to be a champion to break out of this. And I don't see any pesky humans around to speed your digivolutions! See you soon, Renatoy." The white feline said, sliding the heavy box's lid onto place. More to obscure and prevent any cries echoing out. Gatomon scampered away, chuckling at the panicked stifled sounds from inside the stone.