Digital Love
#2 of Digimon
Digital Love
By TeraDyne Ezeri
Story under the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs Digimon, Renamon and WarGreymon © Namco-Bandai Skeen and Sear © TeraDyne Ezeri under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike
It had been three months since Skeen and Sear had become latex Digimon. The former's new WarGreymon body had been treating him well. Despite stares and complaints from many of his classmates, he finished high school with honors, and said he'd like to try and earn a degree in web design at the local college. He also gained a reputation of being an anti-bully, and twice helped classmates get in touch with a contact to order their own transformational suits. He normally wore his armor while in town, but he also bought a full wardrobe that fit him well enough for more casual situations.
Sear, having been saved from near-death by his transformation into a Renamon, decided to simply be a stay-at-home Digimon, though he also started reading up on gardening and writing. To him, any job that let him be a little lazy was good. Unfortunately for the Renamon, women's clothing seemed to be the only clothes that fit him well enough to go out in, so he tended to stay in the area around their home, where he could walk and lounge around naked.
Skeen walked into the door of their small home and tossed a messenger bag onto their kitchen table, causing several covered books to spill out of it with a thud. Sear, who had been in the living room playing a new game, quickly popped his head over the back of their couch. "Hey, you really get into the com-col?" He asked, a smirk across his muzzle. He knew it bugged his brother when he called the community college that, but they were both sarcastic with each other all the time. It was their way to show they weren't mad about anything.
"Yeah. Finally accepted me, so long as I don't do any phys-ed or sports. Wasn't really caring about that stuff, anyway." The dragon took off his shirt and tossed it over a chair, smiling. "Do you have to finish that tonight? Kinda... picked up something for us to try."
The fox launched himself over the back of the couch, revealing that he was only wearing his warmers, sleeves, and a hard-on courtesy of his silicone dildo. "You didn't... You seriously picked up some stuff from that kinkshop? What'd you get?"
Skeen reached into his back and pulled out a black canvas bag with several items pushing out. "Remember you wanted to try that whole 'Renaslut' thing you saw online? Well, the owner of the whole corporation behind the shop was there. She... Shi helped me pick out some stuff so you could try it. Even gave us lifetime membership cards for hir private club after I told hir why I got the suits." He held up two lanyards with tags, both with stylized "V" that looked like claw marks.
"You lucky scalebutt!" He said happily, snatching one of the lanyards from his brother. "What else ya get?"
"You wanted to try they whole 'slutty sex doll' thing, right?" Skeen asked, his teeth showing in his smile. "You agree to go all the way for tonight to try it out? Just be my submissive toy?"
Sear clenched His teeth in indecision. "I... Just... Argh! Okay, you win. Just to try it."
"Good. Get your tail up to the bed. I'll be up in a sec."
Sear was left waiting for nearly an hour before his brother joined him, the black bag in one hand and a small spray bottle in the other. "I'm ready when you are." He said, his cock still aching from it's untended erection.
The dragon was silent, a smile on his face as he opened the bag. He pulled out a pair of mitt-like gloves, what looked to be some sort of gag, and a sort of toy vagina. He sprayed the inside of the gloves with the bottle's contents, then pulled his brother's arms behind him. With a bit of teasing, he fitted each of the gloves over Sear's hands. Within moments, the fox felt a sticky glue spread over his hands, sealing them to the mitt solid. After a second, he sprayed each mitt as well, then pushed his brother's arms against his back.
Sear gave a soft chirr as his hands and arms went numb. They felt as if the were melding into his back. In fact, they were, a solid seal forming from his shoulders to the small of his back. "B... Bro? Before ya keep going, could ya at least tell me how long this'll last?"
"The night. That's all." Skeen replied. Before his brother could say anything else, he shoved the strange gag into the fox's maw, pulling the stretchy latex buckle back and locking it in. In a matter of moments, the sleak muzzle sealed shut, leaving only a round opening like one would find on a sex doll--though this one was starting to drool lubricant. He also spread Sear's legs wide and pressed the base of the strange vaginal tube toy over his brother's cock. It began to glow, latex and silicone flesh melting down in his groin as it reshaped into a perfect replica of a Renamon's pussy, silicone and complete with clit.
The dragon rubbed a finger against the toy piece, causing Sear to let out a sharp feminine moan. It was as sensitive as a real cunt, maybe even more so. He didn't know, but he loved how sharply the pleasure came to him. While he was reeling, Skeen started sliding the leg warmers off of him, then slid a pair of chitin-grade latex boots on in thier place. He felt a strong squelch as his feet went into them, his toes popping out through holes at the tip with the rest of his legs becoming tight. They were sealed inside.
"These are for another time." His brother said teasingly, holding a pair of matching latex opera gloves in front of his brother's face before tossing them to the side. "I've got other things if you really like this, but we'll talk about that when you're a little more able to. For now, you're gonna be my relief for a pent-up day."
Skeen stopped for a moment to take in his brother's physical form, a soft smile creeping over his snout. He ran a hand down his brothers sides and hips, the yellow and white latex shimmering in the room's soft light. He leaned down and kissed the hole that took the place of the fox's maw, sliding his tongue and running it along the ribbed tube, causing his brother to shudder softly and moan. His eyes then went down along the hips and to the legs, the sharp black boots almost nullifying the light around them from the knee down. Then there was the real prize, the moist slick cunt that ran along his crotch, already dripping with copious amounts of lube. He had specifically purchased the toys because the owner, a "Mistress Ezeri", had recommended them hirself.
He moved one hand along his brother's hips, then along his groin, sliding a finger over his nub of a clit before pushing it into the smooth opening. He could hear a sharp groan as his brother squirmed from the touch, and his own toy cock had come to full erection. Looking down at Skeen's new equipment, he came up with an idea. His had immediately went for the spray bottle, which he used to coat his groin with a liberal sheet of adhesive. Then, he pulled himself up onto the bed, grabbed his brothers shoulders, and slid his dildo into "her".
Sear squirmed, unable to do much more as his hands and arms had become virtually non-existant. More and more of his brother entered deep into his cunt, the ridges sending him into an early orgasm as he shuddered hard over Skeen's shaft. When he was settled against the dragon's groin, the adhesive pressed against his own body, sealing it with an elastic effect. He could see Skeen's maw grow into a wide grin as the muscular dragon began pulling out and pumping repeatedly into him, rebounding with the force of the adhesive. Every thrust made his head go back and his back arch, and every few thrusts would make his mind hazy as orgasm took over. More and more, harder and faster. It felt like he had been in that helpless position for hours, even though only minutes had passed.
After several more powerful slams, the dragon pressed his cock deep into his brother, so far that the tip of it's head penetrated the false womb created by the toy. He came hard with a massive roar, his hot and sticky seed coating every wall of Sear's new uterus. The event had sent the fox's mind into a state of nothingness, his eyes empty and distant, as if he wasn't even there. It was as if the last shuddering rush of pleasure had broken his mind, at least from Skeen's view. He grabbed his brother's limp body and crawled into the bed, wrapping his arms around him with a grin. "Hope you enjoyed it, bro." He said before leaning down to his brother's ear and whispering. "I love you. Never forget that."
He saw Skeen's eyes close, swearing he saw a hint of happiness behind them before the Renamon --his Renamon-- passed out in his arms. "Tomorrow, I'm gonna have you wear the rest of th- this..." he groaned as he realized that his toy cock wasn't retracting into it's slit. "Dammit. Must've got some of the adhesive on my shaft. Shi said it'd do this if I did." He chuckled as he decided to lie back and enjoy the moment. "Guess I'll hav'ta tell him about the job i got tomorrow."
He reached over to his left shoulder and removed a latex patch, which had been covering a mark --a pair of purple claw marks shaped like a "V". With that, he dozed off in the warmth of his lover's body, looking forward to the road ahead.