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"I've really created a monster in you, haven't I?" Takato teased Guilmon and chuckled silently to himself. He really had created Guilmon after all, and that gave him pause to think for a moment. Could his own secret fantasies and desires about digimon have been transferred into Guilmon when he'd been created? Times like this he really wished he had someone to talk to about this kind of thing. Rika seemed to know the most about actual digimon, but there was no way he could try asking her. Plus how could she possibly know about digimon sex drives? Maybe one of the other digimon? But how could he talk with them alone? Plus Renamon was just as scary as Rika, and Terriermon usually seemed just as young and innocent as Guilmon

"Well? Again?" Guilmon broke his train of thought pressing the same question again.

Takato gave a small sigh and rolled onto his side to look the dragon seated beside him in the eye. "What happened to the self restraint you've had for the past few days, you goof?"

To say that Guilmon was sitting next to him was in all fairness not very accurate. The digimon was bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet, still high strung and eager for more fun; his jet black dick still jutting straight out from his crotch, a thread of sticky fluid dangling precariously from its tip. His big puppy-dog eyes dimmed slightly, fearful that he'd upset Takatomon and that they wouldn't be playing anymore, "But, I..."

"You big lug," Takato interrupted Guilmon mid-sentence, lunging forwards knocking the dragon onto his butt. He wasn't sure how he'd been able to detect the change in his partner's mood so quickly. Whether he was just getting that good at reading the digimon's emotions, or if there was some greater bond between them. Either way, he didn't like the idea that his playful teasing was taken the wrong way - he'd have to keep reminding himself that Guilmon was just like a small child and didn't always understand things like that - so he reacted instantly to assure Guilmon that he meant no harm with his comment.

"You're going to have to learn to go easy with me boy." He now lay on top of the dragon looking straight into his eyes. "We humans don't have the same stamina that you digimon seem to." His hand trailed down Guilmon's stomach and teased his dripping erection. "But we are going to have to do something about this," he gave it a light squeeze making the digimon gasp. "Can't have you walking around on display for everyone to see."

His ass was feeling a bit sore from their little adventure and he didn't think that he'd be able to go that route again just yet. Something Guilmon had said a short time ago but that he hadn't quite paid attention to at the time clicked in his head, "Did you mean it when you said you'd like to try playing with your hole too?"

Guilmon's eyes once again sparkled in anticipation, but there was a small hint of worry behind them. "It felt good right? It won't hurt will it?"

Takato shifted his position slightly atop his partner so that he once more straddled the digimon's waist. He felt the shaft slid between his cheeks and for a moment was tempted to thrust the length into his depths again, but managed to restrain himself. He wanted to share that same wonderful feeling to his partner. "It did hurt a little at first," he honestly warned, "but then it felt amazing. You're also bigger than me, so it should be easier on you, but I promise I'll go slow"

He shifted himself lower, moving his hips past Guilmon's. The dragon dick flexed as his ass pressed against it, then sprang up once more hitting Takato's own penis and making a fresh wet patch spread across his already messy stomach. His dick was now aligned perfectly and was about to begin pressing forward when he remembered that Guilmon's ass had not been lubed, and he knew only one way that he could do that.

He pushed himself still lower until he was seated between the digimon's legs, the now familiar crotch inches from his face. Without saying anything he leaned in towards the small puckered hole just above the dragon's tail. His tongue extended hungrily ready to dive into it the way Guilmon had so greedily worked on his. But a thought made him pause just before flesh met flesh. Was this going to taste really bad considering what was supposed to come out of there? Come to think of it he'd never seen the digimon even 'do his business', so maybe they don't...and then Guilmon hadn't complained about the taste of his...

The train of thought abruptly ended when he realized that his mouth was already closed over the hole, his tongue probing at its elastic rim. His subconscious desires had been stronger than the logic he was trying to apply to the situation and had taken matters into their own hands. When he thankfully found that there were no offensive flavors greeting his tongue he took over with gusto what his subconscious had started.

Guilmon moaned and squirmed under the assault of new sensations he was experiencing, "Ta... Taka... tomon." It was the same warm wet feeling as when Takato sucked him off, but on an entirely new part of his anatomy. A clawed foot involuntarily kicked lightly into the air when without warning Takato's tongue, which had been pressing steadily against his ring, wormed its way past his defenses and into his depths.

Takato was enjoying this more than he had expected and almost didn't want to pull his mouth from the clenching hole, but a nagging voice in the back of his head and throbbing in his groin were telling him there was more to be done here. He refocused his efforts towards applying as much saliva to the hole as possible, drooling and lapping until a nice pool had formed in the indentation of the reptilian ass. Satisfied that he had Guilmon sufficiently prepared he rose till their hips were once more aligned.

"Here I come big guy."

Their eyes locked as Takato pressed forward. Aided by his saliva his still young small dick easily parted the ring of muscle, slipping inside the digimon. Confronted by the strange new feeling of being penetrated Guilmon's mouth parted slightly and his eyes squinted nearly shut. "Ta... Takato? It feels fu..."

His words were cut off when Takato planted a deep kiss directly on his lips, a hand reaching up to gently hold the side of Guilmon's face. The young boy instantly found an unbelievable warmth surrounding him, fueled by the fire digimon's high body temperature. Driven by lust and the feeling of the tight hole wrapped around his tip he pressed steadily forward until his entire short length was lodged inside his partner.

He broke the kiss, "I love you Guilmon." Consciously he knew that he should hold back and make sure that Guilmon was comfortable with him inside him before he began to thrust, but he was surprised to find that his hips were already moving on their own; his length slowly gliding in and out of the tight hole. This must be what Guilmon had experienced when he wildly thrust into me on our first try. He managed to momentarily reign in his hips to check on his partner, "You ok?"

Below him Guilmon had thrown his head back after he had broken their kiss. At Takato's question it tilted forward again. His eyes were filled with a blissful glean that made Takato wonder if that was how he had looked while Guilmon had breed him. "More Takatomon," was all he could mutter before throwing his head back once more in ecstasy.

At that Takato felt a small amount of remorse that he wasn't larger for his partner, but he would try his best to give all that he had. He slightly repositioned his legs so that he could get better leverage and leaned in closer over Guilmon's body. His stomach pressed against Guilmon's still hard digidick, pinning it between their bodies. The feel of it's prehensile tip tracing a wet line across both their bodies gave him an idea. If he couldn't give more to his backside he would be sure to pleasure his partner from both ends.

With a mighty thrust he buried himself to the hilt in Guilmon's rear. At the same instant he reached between them and grasped a hold of the slimy member pinned there. Immediately he set to work roughly pounding himself in and out and matching every stroke with an equal stroke along the twitching flesh between his fingers.

Under this assault Guilmon was beyond words. He squirmed and writhed beneath his partner, his lover, gasping and moaning in time with the rhythm of Takato's hips meeting his ass. What little coordination he could muster tried to wrap his large clawed feet behind his boy in order to pull him deeper and harder into his depths.

Both still young and inexperienced, neither could be expected to last long under these conditions. In a matter on minutes both were moaning loader and threatening to be the first to release his second load of the day. Takato's thrusts slowed but grew quickly in power and depth, and Guilmon's dick danced wildly in his hand coating both of their stomachs in a fresh layer of translucent slime.

Guilmon was the first to reach his climax. With a primal roar he erupted between them. His tip twisted and spun, releasing his strong steady stream, quickly covering both of their chests in a near solid coat of near scaldingly hot cum. Enough force was behind it that not only were their stomachs and chests covered, but his essence easily reached their heads, and the wildly moving tip ensured that both their faces also received a generous load.

As Guilmon came his hole clenched all that much more tightly around Takato's length. The added tightness combined with the warm cum covering his body and sensual sound of his lover's climax were all that he needed to push him over the edge as well. Even before Guilmon had finished coating the two of them with his seed Takato released in the depths of his partner. Compared to Guilmon his load was almost nonexistent, but none the less as strong physically and emotionally. Still, Guilmon easily felt the warm wetness flow through his depths.

When they were both finally spent Takato collapsed exhausted on atop his lover. Guilmon's cream acting as a warm silken blanket between them. Both swooned and threatened to drift off to sleep and would be more than content to remain laying like this forever.

A low cough snapped them rudely out of their euphoria. "Are we interrupting?"

Takato's back was aimed at the cave's entrance so he was unable to see who was speaking, but that authoritative condescending voice was all too familiar. Slowly he rolled off Guilmon's stomach turning to face their unexpected company.

There Rika stood, not 3-feet away, glaring down at him. Just behind her hovered Renamon looking as equally angry straight at Guilmon. He was so stunned by their presence that it didn't even cross his mind that he should be attempting to cover his cum covered body or hide his still erect penis. How long had they been there? How much had they seen?

He was at a total lose for words at the moment, but Rika was not. She stood over him unmoving, clearly unfazed by his state of undress. "I had hoped that Renamon was wrong about what you two had been doing in here, but I can see that hope was sadly misplaced." She looked at him with disgust. "How many times have I told you that digimon are just tools for fighting? It's bad enough that you and Henry try to see them as friends, but this..."

Takato tried to find something, anything, to say to her, but his mouth felt like it was full of cotton balls... or another kind of balls.

She wasn't about to hang around and wait for him to try to spout out some excuse. With a shake of her head she spun on her heel and strode towards the cave's entrance, "You disgust me." Renamon gave Guilmon one final look, which may have suggested a hint of something other than anger or disgust - though neither of them were in a state of mind to notice it - before fading into the shadows and following Rika out.

The pair of lovers were alone again as quickly as they had found themselves with uninvited guests. After a minute of stunned silence Takato slowly turned to look at Guilmon. "I think we're in trouble."

Rika stalked away from Guilmon's cave. After Renamon had told her what she'd seen the two of them doing she had wanted to give them a much bigger piece of her mind. Though when she was confronted with the truth laid bare before her eyes she found herself at a near total lose for words. She paused mid-stride and turned to look back towards the freaks' little love nest.

She was about to head back to give it to them when suddenly her digivice went nuts. A digital field was forming and a new adversary was about to present itself. For a moment she considered getting the two perverts to come with her, but that moment quickly passed. With a disgusted shake of her head she ran in the direction her digivice pointed. She didn't need him, she and Renamon didn't need anyone, they were the strongest.

"Poison thread!"

She stood frozen in fear, he legs simply wouldn't respond to propel her away from the deadly attack. How could this be happening? Renamon was the strongest and she was loosing to this stupid spider? And now... and now Dokugumon had launched an attack aimed directly at her. Digimon weren't supposed to attack humans...

She clenched her eyes shut and waited for the attack to hit. An agonizing scream of pain met her ears. A scream she assumed had erupted from her own mount, but gradually it dawned on her that she felt no pain. Slowly her eyes peaked open. A lump of yellow fur lay curled up on the ground in front of her.

"Renamon!" She instantly ran to her fallen digimon. Parts of the fox's body flickered and blinked in and out of existence, data streaming off of the gravely injured fighter. She threw herself in front of the attack to save me... A single tear rolled down Rika's cheek. "Renamon... no..." She can't die. Not like this. Not to save me.

The tear dropped off her cheek landing in Renamon's fur. Suddenly a burst of light enveloped them. Rika felt energy surging all around and flowing through her. She could see nothing through the blinding light for what seemed an eternity. Then just as suddenly as they'd been enveloped the light disappeared. When she opened her eyes a gasp left her throat. Beneath her, where her fallen digimon had lain, was a much larger form.

It rose to stand atop four legs, a majestic fox sporting nine tails. Her digivice chirped as a stream of new data flowed from it. "Kyubimon. Adult level digimon..." Renamon... you did it. You finally digivolved... but you did it for me, not from the strength gained by defeating your opponent...

The rest of the fight was a blur to Rika. Her thoughts were too torn to be able to concentrate on what was happening around her. Everything she had believed about digimon, her digimon, was wrong. It wasn't strength that caused a digimon to evolve; it was the bond with their partner. Which meant... If digimon weren't just tools for fighting then...

Rika turned over in her bed for what had to be the twentieth time. Her mind had been racing all evening trying to come to grips with this new view on digimon. For so long she'd viewed Renamon as nothing but a tool for combat, something to gain strength with, and Renamon hadn't exactly done anything to show her otherwise. Renamon had chosen her because she too wanted power and strength, and together they could achieve that.

She squirmed and rolled over again. That wasn't the only thought she was struggling with. Something else from today was playing off this new view on digimon and raising conflict in her mind.

"Renamon?" she called out to the seemingly empty room.

"Yes Rika?" The yellow humanoid fox stepped out of the shadows, seeming to materialize out of thin air.

"Why did you jump in front of that attack today?"

Renamon looked at her as if the answer were obvious. "You're my partner Rika."

"But you could have died."

"So could you, Rika."

"But it's tactically flawed to intentionally be hit by an attack."

"Not everything is about fighting Rika."

She looked at the fox unable to believe she'd just heard her say those words. "But..."

Renamon cut her off. "Why do you think I chose you Rika?"

"To help you fight. To become stronger."

"Digimon can fight alone Rika. We don't need a human to tell us how to fight."

"But then..."

"It's the bond with a human that makes us stronger. The strength you have in your heart gives us strength." She stepped closer to Rika's bed and her normal harsh attitude softened, taking on a more motherly feel. "I felt your strength Rika, and knew that it matched mine. We just needed to bond to bring it out."

"Then..." Rika stammered slightly, "then why didn't you just tell me?"

"It was something you had to realize and learn for yourself." She kneeled beside Rika's bed. "When I sacrificed myself to protect you, you realized that I meant more to you than a fighting tool, and I digivolved."

All this talk of their bond made Rika's mind flick back to the other thought that had been racing through her. "So, the stronger our bond, the stronger you'll be?"

"That's right."

Rika was the same age as Takato. She had gone through the same sex-ed classes that he had, and had the same basic knowledge that he did. She knew that the bonds of love between couples were the strongest bonds there were. So that would mean that if Takato and Guilmon were lovers, then their bond would be stronger than hers and Renamon's.

Thinking about seeing those two naked together, their privates openly on display, sent a tingle running through her own privates. She had felt such tingles a few times before and knew what it meant, but had never acted on it. She knew that love was supposed to be between a man and a woman, and she had always thought that Renamon was a female - though in all honesty she wasn't totally sure of that. But today when she thought that Renamon was about to die, her heart felt ready to split in two, just like the heart on the shirt she wore. If that wasn't love she didn't know what was... besides, Takato and Guilmon were both males and that clearly hadn't stopped them.

She sat up in bed turning to face her digimon more fully. "Renamon..."

The fox leaned closer and placed a finger against Rika's lips. "Shh". Rika didn't know how, but Renamon was obviously having the same thoughts as her. She didn't know if Renamon had those thoughts all along and was just wait for Rika to have them as well or if somehow their bond caused them to share feelings, but right now none of that mattered.

Renamon's finger disappeared from her lips only to be replaced by the fox's own. The two embraced in a passionate kiss. Renamon's hands slowly moved down the young girl's shirt front, her large fingers unbuttoning Rika's pajama top with surprising dexterity.

Their kiss finally broke when Rika's last button was undone and her shirt front fell open. Her flat bare chest was only just beginning to show the faintest signs of her budding womanhood.

Renamon's lips trailed down the young girl's neck while her hands gently worked, skillfully removing the shirt in its entirety. Rika shuddered, speechless, as the fox's silken fur brushed over her exposed flesh. Together they laid back on Rika's bed. Renamon's lips continued to slowly trail further down the girl's body, stopping briefly to tease and lick at a bare nipple. Her hands gently caressing the girl's sides and stomach, moving their way towards the waistband of her pants.

Before either of them knew it the pants had been removed and discarded, and Rika lay naked to the world beneath her digimon. Still no more words passed between them; Rika too overwhelmed by new emotions and sensations, Renamon needing no words to express herself.

The fox's hands brushed between Rika's thighs, slightly parting her legs, as her mouth left the now erect nipples and continued its path down her stomach, moving ever closer towards its ultimate goal.

Throughout her partner's ministrations the tingle between Rika's legs had grown in intensity to levels she had never felt before. It spread to fill her until it felt as if her entire body gently vibrated along with it. Her skin flushed and small beads of sweat broke out across her. She felt as if she were both incredibly hot and painfully cold at the same time, it was a bazaar sensation to say the least.

It felt as if a lifetime had passed before Renamon's lips finally moved past her belly button and came within a breath's reach of Rika's most intimate of places. Instinctively she spread her legs wider, granting the digimon full unobstructed access. Her breath caught in her throat when at last Renamon's mouth made first contact with her virginal womanhood.

Renamon was greeted by a glistening moist little flower. The young girl's lips were swollen and engorge, parted open slightly for the first time in their existence, quivering slightly in silent anticipation. A sweet fragrance wafted from the small drops of dew which dotted its folds, filling the room and assaulting the fox's heightened senses.

Her tongue slowly extended, making the barest of contact with the hardened nub hidden just above the folds of Rika's lower lips. An uncontrollable shudder coursed through the young girl. She was no stranger to making contact with herself down there in the normal coarse of cleanliness, but never in her life had any such contact triggered a feeling like this. Every nerve in her body felt on fire.

Rika would have loved at that moment for Renamon to never move again, but Renamon's tongue did not remain still. It continued its exploration, spiraling in a circular pattern around the outer edges of her slit. She traced a delicate path, teasing the outside of the folds but never parting them or entering their depths. Around and around she went drawing a constant moan of pleasure from Rika.

When Rika came to think that this was the height of all things pleasurable and nothing could be better she felt her partner's surprisingly dexterous hands join the mouth between her legs. Gently the large fingers moved their way towards her no longer private place, tickling along her inner thighs causing her legs to kick and spasm around Renamon's body. When finally they met her folds they carefully parted her open for the first time in her life. The cool air of the room mixed with Renamon's warm breath to flow inside the young girl's untouched innards. Her body spasmed as she reached a newer unimaginable level of pleasure.

With Rika's inner folds laid bare before her Renamon's tongue paused in its circle coarse and moved to plumb the center of the bloomed flower. It finally applied more than the most gentle of pressure and pushed and wormed its way into her partner's secret. It soon met a thin barrier hidden within the folds. Renamon knew this to be the young girl's hymen and knew that this was not the time for it to be breached. Instead her tongue just pressed firmly yet gently against it, stretching it but not penetrating it, she would leave that honor to a man.

It was all too much for the young girl. Her moans increased in volume and threatened to become a scream of ecstasy. She feared that she would wake her grandmother and blindly groped beside her for her pillow. Finding it there she managed to clasp it over her mouth just as her back arched off the bed and her entire body erupted in the most intense pleasure she had ever felt in her young life. The pillow managed to muffle her scream as fluids gushed from her walls coating Renamon's tongue.

From the young girl's perspective her first orgasm seemed to last an eternity. When at last her body relaxed and she collapsed again to the bed, pillow falling limply away from her face; the first sight she saw upon opening her eyes was Renamon hovering over her, a single hand gently caressing her stomach. She opened her mouth to try to speak, "Ren..." but was cut off by Renamon's mouth was more meeting hers. The digimon's tongue wormed its way past her lips and curled around her own. A new strange slightly sweet taste met her in her partner's embrace. Instinctually she realized that this was her own flavor, being share to her by her new lover. Perhaps meant as an intimate thank you.

Their kiss stretched on in utter silence, and Rika's eyes grew heavy and drooped. Exhaustion set in and she slowly slipped off to sleep, held firmly in her partner's warm furred embrace. A thought passed through her head just before she drifted off, Perhaps I was too hard on Goggleboy and the dope. There's something more to digimon...