FSE

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This story was made possible by the generous patronage of Cornel. Please do not bother him, pester me I am much more pesterable.

Authors note: Digimon, and by American copyright law all properties featuring the Digimon, and characters of the animated program are the property of Bandai, in association with Toei animation. At no point is the Author a representative of said companies, or their subsidiaries. As seen in the writing the work is an erotic parody based on the Shakespearean work a midsummer nights dream with more erotic overtones.

At no point is it the intention of the author, to exceed the provisions granted by "Fair Use".

"Ugh.", commented Francis his head heavy.

At least they had landed, albeit face first in one of the more comfortable corners of the Digiworld. Francis knew this because he didn't have some construct of human thoughts bother him yet.

He checked for the pocket computer that linked his will to that fox that had been hounding him.

He had no love for the Digiworld in his mind the whole place was the result of defects in the human mind. Computers did everything humans were forbidden from because they lacked the ability.

"Renamon? Are you around here somewhere?", asked Francis having trouble seeing in the cavern he was in.

He checked his pockets for cigarettes, of course they were gone. No smoking in the Digiworld no large game rifles either no matter how much they were needed.

"Sir can you hear me?", called Renamon swiftly moving towards him.

"Ah Renamon thank Turing you are alright. I am not much use in this place without you you know. When I'm beaten my bones break, when you are beaten you are out of commission for a few hours.", said Francis shaking her hand.

"Humans are fragile.", said Renamon agreeing.

"Our best quality look at you Digimon always fighting with no real victor. Our fragility makes civilization possible. You just murder one evil, and another reconstructs.

Here comes Badthingmon doing whatever makes your world break, and by extension our own.", complained Francis walking around.

"Humans are like that too.", said Renamon following him.

"Yes, but often they appear on the other side of the world. Besides in ours at some point in our world evil wins, entrenches itself, and the good people go do their jobs like nothing happened. If that happens here everyone is dead.", said Francis explaining his words.

"But there can be no good either. Humans are gray.", stated Renamon as Francis followed the draft, and spied light.

"True... We are different. Sometimes I think we are entwined precisely for that reason. I tried disassembling this thing.", said Francis holding up the piece of technology.

"To what result?", asked Renamon curiously.

"Well it's not really possible. You see the thing, well if one tries to get inside all he chips off turns into energy, and promptly destroys the implement you were trying to use.", said Francis explaining.

"You tried to smash it didn't you?", asked Renamon disappointed in her counterpart.

"Well young extradimensional fox creature. I'm... Gosh... I'm rich Renamon.

I don't fight fights I can't be sure I'll win. Picking your battles that's the important part.", said Francis feeling worthless.

"You are a coward then.", said Renamon contemptuously.

"Yes well observed, although I can't turn into little Francis for a few hours, and recoup my strength. Last time we went into this hellhole two of my ribs were broken, and I lost three teeth.

We didn't even see the illusive Spectramon, who is everywhere, and nowhere, and commands his own domain in the Digiworld seeking to rule ours!", complained Francis as they walked towards the light.

"One of his servants is here sir, and we can get the-", Renamon flinched as she was interrupted.

"And what? You will kill his servant, and then we will have the same thing happen again. I'll get hurt being knocked around by a beam of energy, or worse! I swear I'd pay to be rid of this.", said Francis meaning it.

Even if it meant sending half of his cash to dissipate making it's way to Africa, so be it.

"Not all things can be bought Francis. You are hysterical. Do you want me to slap you?", asked Renamon helpfully.

"Thank you Renamon. I lost my composure it's just it still hurts to breathe. I'm far to meek for this, they should have sent a soldier.", said Francis taking a deep breath as he saw this sector of the world.

Strange, and intertwined. The trees seemed to be made of strands that reminded him of mating snakes. Even the rocks formed the most desirable angles, of male, and female bodies.

"Remarkably nice for the Digiworld.", said Francis seeing no Digimon.

"How so?", asked Renamon.

"Well do you see any other Digimon? Oh there is one, and it also isn't trying to kill us.", said Francis pointing Guilmon who was helping to harvest fruit from one of the trees.

"I don't trust anyone who bears that mark. Neither those who tame them.", stated Renamon looking oddly shaken by seeing it.

"Now come on Renamon Guilmon isn't exactly trustworthy looking, and neither is Clementine up in that tree, but both are our comrades in arms.

We are fighting for what is right, or so you say.", said Francis trying to snuff out conflict.

"Who are you calling shady!", asked Clementine monkeying down the tree.

"Look Clementine you look it, you aren't, but you did run afoul of the authorities more than once.", said Francis, watching clementine adjust her nose stud.

"So?", asked Guilmon.

"She broke the parameters of the world they were in. That's bad.", insisted Renamon.

"Well you aren't getting any fruit, if you don't shut up about it.", said Guilmon tossing one into his mouth.

"Right those are our fruit, and we answer to no police!", insisted Clementine waving her red hair in defiance of authority.

"There is plenty of other fruit.", commented Renamon.

"Let them have their fun Renamon. Guilmon is just as talented at hurting other Digimon, he is just less focused on what he hits.

However we need him, and his counterpart if we want to make a dent that Spectramon everyone is scared of.", said Francis not wanting too much drama.

"Right even your tamer is on our side! Lay off.", stipulated Guilmon offering fruit to Francis.

"There isn't your side or my side. There is us, and Specramon. I'm a firm believer in democracy, and he opposes that, so no matter what we are if we want to have some say we must fight him.", said Francis standing at attention.

"Yeah what he said!", supported Guilmon thinking it a skilled lampoon of Renamon.

Clementine who had bitten into the fruit blushed a bit looking at him. It startled Francis he hadn't planned for that.

"Right!", said Renamon handing him a piece of fruit, and commanding his attention.

This would be awkward trip.

Francis ate, this damn place had the potential to drive anyone to acts there was no room for. A scenery for a true midsummer night's dream to be sure. At least there weren't any donkeys yet.

Francis sat on a rock, eating his fruit feeling strained by nicotine withdrawal.

Renamon did something unexpected she sat on his lap.

"That's unusual.", said Francis feeling awkward this really wasn't the time.

"I know I failed you.", said Renamon then.

"No- Young fox thing, you didn't fail me. That was an explosion. Explosions break humans, and Digimon. Now unless you are a suit of armor, you can't really protect me from that kind of thing.", said Francis this was the least of his worries.

"Then why did you try to smash your Digivice?", asked Renamon oddly emotional.

"I was clearly holding you back. Before we met I had a company making business software solutions, now I've had to sell it, because I'm often too beat up to do what is necessary for it to thrive.

I can't put in sixty hours a week in a hospital bed, and you know it. This is important too, I just don't... I don't know if someone like me can do what is necessary.", said Francis he knew his life was screwed anyhow.

A year of this, and he would be far too traumatized to keep up any sort of normal life. It felt nice to have this talk though.

"I need my tamer! You make me stronger, and you know that!", insisted Renamon.

"Yes I know I just thought... Maybe I could still have gone back.

I sold my company a few days later. I'm a different man now, in truth I failed you.

Francis Ayers Digimon tamer. What a title. I guess I dedicated my life to your world, and mine too. If no good deed goes unpunished, altruism is true masochism.", said Francis as Renamon rested more comfortably on his lap.

"You don't have to like pain, just know what the point of it is.", said Renamon then in platitudes that felt oddly wise when she said them.

She happily ate her fruit making Francis sneeze with her tail, occasionally brushing against his erection with her butt.

"What's gotten into you?", asked Francis.

"I'm just enjoying the day. Sorry, sir.", said Renamon getting up adjusting herself.

"Well we have a mission, and enjoyment is necessary, but secondary.", said Francis as Guilmon, and Clementine chased one another.

Clementine's muscular body crashed into him, and he tried not to wince too hard.

"I feel great you too? Let's get the creep!", demanded Clementine pretty much straddling him.

"Sure.", said Francis setting her smaller body off himself noting a small wet patch at the bottom of her form fitting track pants.

Either she was having a great, or an awful day where her reproductive organs were concerned, that much was for sure.

"Why does she smell like that?", asked Renamon with some academic interest.

"She smells good. Like home.", commented Guilmon.

It made Clementine grow deep red in the face.

"It's not something you ask a woman. Either you like it or you don't, but it's impolite to mention it.", said Francis scanning the area.

"Aha. Carry on then, with the smelling.", said Renamon, as she went to explore.

"You are all terrible!", complained Clementine jogging ahead a bit.

"Now considering what we are looking for what we want is stuff that looks eye catching there a creature like that would lurk.", said Francis casually trying to get them back on track.

"Seems counter intuitive. Remember how hard it was to track down Marvemon? I would never have thought to look in that cupboard in the cable car station.", said Renamon wondering.

"Well the thing is... Look Renamon humans enjoy watching each others reproductive behaviors. This place, is kind of influenced by that.

Just like the huge factory we were in was a representation of an industrial control system. Anyways on sites like the one that made this place, there are distracting moving images that sometimes carry viruses into computer systems. The human's things then carry them where they cannot naturally get, through the air gap.", said Francis looking around for a place that matched that description.

"Isn't there wireless everywhere?", asked Clementine.

"Look one network isn't connected to another unless you connect it. There are places the internet doesn't reach.", said Francis trying to put it into words.

"Quiet!", said Renamon her sensitive ears twitching.

"I don't hear anything.", said Guilmon bored by the lack of fighting.

"It's music.", stated Renamon pointing into the distance.

If the sun was any indication, which it probably wasn't, it was east.

They walked for a while the sun traitorous as it was seemed to be walking with them, having been replaced by a moon.

The area became rougher wilder, the trees intermingling their strands more violently, the leaves forming more sensuous shapes, as the music swelled.

They were pretty much creeping through the under bush, with Francis fumbling for his backpack in which he kept a survival kit. He took his binoculars and spied.

He had never seen robots that constantly had sex with one another to the beat of the music. Then again he had seen it now, and could add it to the list of things he didn't want to see again.

They did it around a toad creature that seemed somewhat robotic too, and yet still it was still coated with a greasy slime.

"Lemme see!", said Clementine staring at the scene as if hypnotized.

Francis thought about saying something, but then again what could he say? One way or the other they would have to face off against the creature, and it's host of servants.

"I see. This what humans like. How are we going to tackle it?", asked Renamon not needing something like that to view it.

She seemed oddly disappointed.

"No, Renamon it's not a human thing it's paid actors making a spectacle of it, average humans are more... Well loving about it. It's like a handshake really. A social experience.", said Francis trying to defuse that time bomb.

"Really? I have been to your world, and it didn't seem like it.", said Renamon wondering aloud.

"Well that's because it is done in private. Now Clementine are you done ogling them?", asked Francis holding out his hand for the binoculars.

"Sure.", said Clementine looking shamed.

"There is nothing to be ashamed about, but it's time to do battle. Renamon, and I will perform a distraction while Guilmon, and Clementine advance from that hill, where it's darker that way we can hopefully take out three of his five cronies, before that toad decides to kill us all.", said Francis grimly serious.

"But sir won't that be dangerous?", asked Renamon not wanting Franics to get hurt again.

"Yes it will be, but our other option is to put a Digimon with close to zero defensive capability in a position where he can't even strike.", said Francis, each of them had to be in the right place.

"Hey I strike great, and I run really fast.", said Guilmon not taking that sitting down.

"Yeah so do I. Don't treat me like a kid Francis. I'm a woman of the new generation I can handle myself.", said Clementine annoyed.

"Yes, and I was actually beaten to a pulp before, and made it. So that's my expertise. Besides you have the most important job, if you don't flank them properly we are done. Also I would be hurt just by watching you get hurt, it's a matter of pride.", said Francis drawing a line over his throat.

"He is correct. I can't handle them on my own.", said Renamon agreeing.

"Fine, but I'm no homemaker.", Clementine as if that was very important.

"Yeah that's why Francis sets up the tent!", said Guilmon agreeing getting hit on the head.

"Alright then.", said Francis motioning to where they should go.

It was better to keep this quiet.

They approached the robots, and their toad master sneaking through the trees. Something Renamon was clearly better at than him, but then again he had some practice too, seeing as how as of late he hated being unnecessarily noisy.

"Just a bit further sir.", whispered Renamon leading Francis to stand still as not to mess it up.

He Reminded himself of a hound freezing to let the bigger hound carry the day.

Finally the trap was sprung with Renamon jumping out of a tree like a rabid monkey delivering a fiery kick into the neck of a robot leaning over to enjoy the oral sex more.

"Tally ho!", shouted Francis running out, to distract the other robot from the fact that it was getting punched in the throat.

"Beguiling Gaze!", shouted one of the robots aiming for Renamon hitting a tree next to him, an attack that he narrowly avoided.

The tree behind him caught on fire, and moaned. Time seemed to slow when your life was in danger.

"Sir?", asked Renamon looking back getting hit by another beguiling gaze attack that came from the direction of the ambush Guilmon still hadn't managed to execute despite darting to his goal.

"Renamon! How dare you fall over when I'm still standing, we need you!", shouted Francis helping the Digimon up.

Guilmon's digging claw narrowly managed to throw off, the blow that would have killed them into another robot. That was thrown into the air like a rag doll from the explosion.

"Thank you, now hide Francis!", ordered Renamon engaging again.

"Fools! I, Zerodamon am the ruler of this sandbox, and I say who get's to play! Horny haze!", shouted Zerodamon spewing a pink cloud that enveloped all of them.

"Dammit!", shouted Francis hitting the creature with a rock just before coming in his pants.

"You will pay for that! Lightning tongue!", yelled Zerodamon, the attack getting barely deflected by Renamon who was thrown back, towards she now burning forest.

"Destroy what's left!", ordered Zerodamon who hadn't expected Clementine to run into the gas holding her breath, and delivering a dropkick.

"Are you alright, sir?", asked Renamon holding her crotch.

"I'll just hold still, and think of the Digiworld!

We can't let him win! You are a good protector, no matter what happens to me!", shouted Francis spastically hitting her on the butt like a mare.

Renamon flinched, and delivered the killing blow to the toad by propelling herself in the air like a long jumper, and hitting Zerodamon in the maw with two flaming paws.

"Beguiling- Skrew this!", shouted the final robot running off.

The haze finally lifted with Clementine cussing like a sailor rubbing her thighs.

"Yes, yes, I hate, fucking perverts! Oh god, am I glad he is... Dead!", shouted Clementine before quickly jumping up in shock, as she noticed her display was getting noticed.

They watched as the defeated Digimon dissolved into the bytes that made them.

"Did I do well?", asked Renamon.

"Better than well, no one died that's the mark of the best kind of victory.", said Francis watching Renamon hide her crotch with her paws.

They set up their camp next to the trees they had gotten the fruit from earlier. It was innocent. Yet Francis couldn't help but feel they were blood drunk. Not prepared for the true opponent.

"Let's always remember that Spectramon is out there somewhere, and whenever we blunder he grows in strength. He commands his own realm, and I wonder if we can ever get there.", said Francis wondering what he could do about it.

"Oh dammit! I wanted to get back to the real world after this, and- I... We will defeat Spectramon right? It's our destiny?", asked Clementine looking horrified.

"Yup.", said Guilmon not thinking about the particulars.

"In any case we shouldn't leave the Digiworld for now. We are most threatened in the real world.", said Francis nicotine withdrawal was the least of his problems right no. He needed new pants.

"Right, sir. Let's stay here, grow strong, and defeat him.", said Renamon handing him a piece of fruit.

They spent the next hour setting up the tent, and eating in confusion.

Clementine took his hand, and got led him inside the tent.

"Can you gather firewood?", Clementine asked leaning outside.

Accidentally showing Francis the wet patch on the bottom of her track pants had only grown considerably.

"Sure!", said Guilmon enthusiastically taking a final whiff of his tamer.

Renamon murmured something, and took off. That damn other handshake, it wasn't like he couldn't spend time with her.

"So... I guess, I don't know.", said Clementine with her curly red hair lying next to him.

"I- I don't have a condom with me, but I'll try to take responsibility for the state I left you in.", said Francis even though he had planned just to hold her.

"I'm well... You know how everyone says they did it.", said Clementine, as Francis awkwardly undressed.

"Yeah totally.", said Francis his nipples were rock hard despite the warm day, he hadn't experienced that before.

"You have girl nips, and man boobs. Well kind of... It's sort of A cup I guess.", mocked Clementine giggling.

"Well how about you show me yours.", said Francis self consciously.

For some reason he didn't mind his chest, which was different. It felt right. Maybe it was some side effect of the medications he had been put on in the hospital. Damn quacks.

"Sure. This damn bra is bothering me I think I'm having a growth spurt or something. Would you mind, if I didn't wear one, always?

I mean I don't think there is a underwear shop in the Digiworld.", wondered Clementine getting helped out of her clothes.

"It wouldn't matter right? Don't Digimon think clothes are silly anyhow?", asked Francis admiring some stunning B-cups that only grew more interesting by the firmament freckles on them.

"Stop staring.", said Clementine putting her clothes aside.

"Sorry you are just picturesque, I guess.", said Francis kissing her.

They lay like this for a while, sweaty, and kind to each other.

"You aren't half bad.", said Clementine breathing harder from excitement.

"I'm a gentleman that means something.", said Francis starting to kiss freckles.

They reminded him of zodiac signs he followed to where her track pants started.

"Mind if I kiss your thighs?", asked Francis then.

"My thighs? You are a butt hole Francis I know what you want! Well no glove no love, believe it!", said Clementine moving back a little, feeling like an idiot for actually having said that.

"So what would you like?", asked Francis then.

"Well you know... Show me your cock, I guess. I'm not touching it though.", said Clementine watching as he bared it.

"It's veiny like old women's dildos.", said Clementine sizing it up with her eyes.

"It's lady.", said Francis undressing fully.

"Same thing. God I'm it was never like this before, this is your fault you know, with the fancy words, and sappy speeches.", said Clementine pulling down her track pants.

Her white panties were terribly wet, both from sweat, and lust. She pulled them down sternly hating that Francis was catching a look of the display.

She had to take a few nervous breaths before continuing to take all of it off, showing just how flexible she was.

"Well gentleman fix it, it's your fault you know, even though I deserve better.", said Clementine spreading her legs with false confidence.

Francis got to it. Her thighs were nice. Muscular from active life, but still distinctly feminine. She was sensitive too, he liked this nothing quite like spurring a girl into doing things she usually didn't have the confidence for. Nothing was prettier than a confident little brat doing what she wanted.

"Well you are well developed.", said Francis drawing lines along where the anatomy books said the clitoris ran hidden beneath the flesh with his tongue.

"Shut up I looked at it once it was horrible.", said Clementine enjoying being licked there.

"Usually that isn't a woman's sport.", said Francis hoping to defuse it.

"This isn't sport, you are a sissy, but it sucks because I like you, and I don't know.", said Clementine pushing his head down hard on herself.

Francis licked, and kissed. Sure he had half a mind to jump on her right now, but he didn't want to impregnate a girl whose hobby was free running, the two didn't exactly match each other.

Her clitoris just seemed to get bigger. It was quite odd, he had heard stories, but he didn't exactly believe it, usually those recessed into the body when he was doing well, maybe he was doing it wrong.

"This is good... I was scared of it, but now... It's nice...", mumbled Clementine her utilitarian, but still manicured fingernails digging into his neck.

He went making humming noises, as one did when you were humoring a woman like this.

"I.. God... my clit!", cussed Celmentine hating herself for her first time being with a good natured Joe average, and not some muscle bound man's man you could slap around.

Finally she clenched her thighs around his head panting heavily. Granted Francis knew some women could pee themselves, but this was a little different, still he swallowed. Spitting out wasn't ever the popular move. Finally she let him go looking at him strangely.

"Ugh... I sure hate this I can't... I just never wanted something so permanent. I wanted to be just friends you know. A weekend husband, max. This blows. I need to think.", said Clementine covering herself with no thought to his pleasure.

"Sure. It's hard for both of us.", said Franicis dressing not bothering to hide that it bothered him.

Then again it was nice to know someone considered him marriage material.

"Fuck you. This isn't about you. You are a great lay, really. But... just go away for a while, and then maybe I want... I hate it. I don't mind your breast's by the way I guess... At lest I'm not ashamed around someone like that.", said Clementine pushing him out wearing just his pants.

Francis just turned around, and went for a walk, maybe that would combat his hard on.

"Evening sir. Other handshake?", asked Renamon wearing pants she usually didn't wear clothes.

"Well a limp one. Where is Guilmon?", asked Francis sitting down next to her.

"Well I don't know I guess he wanted to be alone in the woods for a while. I think he wants to play with his crotch.", said Renamon looking insulted.

"You shouldn't cuss.", said Francis giving her the last piece of fruit.

"No really, sir! He has grown you know, we are growing things there. I can keep it under control for now, but it's not easy. Can we take a walk?", asked Renamon then, begging with both a considerable erection, and her eyes

"Oh, that's... Strange.", said Francis getting up.

"I have to do the women's bow right?", asked Renamon then bowing bending to let gravity enlarge her budding breasts.

"Won't you sir?", asked Renamon then.

"You are a lady, and a scholar.", said Francis amazed at her ability to pick up human quirks.

They walked for a bit, and apparently Renamon still seemed burdened by her crotch.

"Sir, what's the other handshake like?", asked Renamon then.

"Well you see... I suppose, I have to have this conversation with you as your tamer. You know how in my world there are male, and female connectors?", asked Francis trying to not make it weird.

"Yes you explained that.", said Renamon interested.

"Well you see male, and female in our species exchange data too. DNA flows through those connectors, and to us it feels good. Also it produces offspring sometimes, unlike this world where killing someone makes another.", said Francis helpfully.

"So it's like fighting? Good.", said Renamon, and pounced on Francis, holding him down as she ripped off his pants.

She was confident of her skills as a warrior.

"Not at all! It's a ritualized thing Renamon, and it's offensive to do it without asking. It's one of the worst crimes!", protested Francis, as Renamon's breasts pushed against his.

The erection she produced was less than his in girth, but she had him beaten in length by a bit.

"It's good though you are like me sir... I also have both. This is good we can both interface with everyone else. It would be a bother not to.", said Renamon relieved.

"What are you talking about?", asked Francis concerned as Renamon put a finger inside a hole he didn't know had been there.

"I respect you, sir allow me to shake hands.", said Renamon pushing her dick against the newly formed Vagina.

"I hate the internet!", protested Francis , as Renamon pushed inside him in a haze.

As Renamon thrusted in, and out her mind blanked by sensation her breasts seemed to grow with the pound of their synchronized heartbeats. As they went on, and her beasts slowly becoming fuller, Renamon noticed grabbing them in disbelief.

"Oh no, sir why is this?", asked Renamon finding her nipples, and fondling them.

"It's our connection I guess, maybe it's this place. Maybe we are changing this way to adapt?

I don't know Renamon, but can you forgive me for bringing you here?", asked Francis feeling like something innocent was dying between them.

"Yes I'm just... I'm going crazy without the connection!", complained Renamon thrusting madly finally cramping up, and releasing inside him.

The warmth felt good, so did the way her dick expanded as he held her inside by him. He felt desirable somehow, and could hear faint moaning in the trees.

He joined it with an oddly effeminate one of his own.

Renamon suckled on his nipples until her cock returned into it's sheath.

"Sir I have other interfaces too, you know. It's irreversible now I think, and I need a clear head. I too want your data.", said Renamon nervously, bending her back in a way that made her C-cups shrink.

"Chin up young Renamon, we won't quit that easy.", said Francis holding her.

"I should have found a way to stop this.", said Renamon finally.

"We will find a way. Just like me going to the hospital it's our duty as tamer, and Digimon.", said Francis ruffling her belly, the way she liked.

In truth Francis had intended to just run, out of fear what had happened, instead he did what came naturally.

Oblige.

"Which one would you like?", asked Francis then.

"Which one has the best transfer rate?", asked Renamon wondering.

"Well that would be the one you... I'm confused.", said Francis admitting how flustered he was.

"It's alright, sir. Me too.", said Renamon lying down on her back, admiring his dick.

"So this goes inside. It's thinker does that mean the transmission rate is slower?", asked Renamon as Francis got ready.

From the trees several Digimon descended they looked oddly like jellyfish, but possessed no stinging strands trailing them.

"Wow look at that!", said Francis observing them flying around making small moaning noises.

"Sir, don't get distracted!", ordered Renamon annoyed.

One of the Digimon settled on Francis's penis, and seemed to suck itself down.

Francis laughed.

"See condom!", said Francis as the creature settled.

One hit did the same to Renamon, and her penis almost immediately grew to full size.

"Now!", protested Renamon.

Francis obliged he had never felt like this. As he went inside he had the feeling he was shortly before erupting, but yet it continued. Soon he was panting as the noisy process continued.

"Are those noises normal? Because they feel good.", said Renamon holding his back with her paws.

"Of course you should make more, it's better for both of us.", said Francis continuing joining in.

He had the voice of a damn butch female now, and for some reason it didn't matter because... Well for one now he was actually having all the sex he had denied himself, for the sake of his company.

"I'm worried the Digimon will man in the middle your data!", said Renamon then.

"I have plenty let's just enjoy it for now OK?", asked Franics confused by his urges.

"Yes, sir.", said Renamon relieved as she didn't want the small vibrations of the Digimon on his Penis to stop.

Francis kept at it. The benefit of a thick, but not too long penis was that you could pretty much pound without causing discomfort. Something Renamon seemed to like to a degree that impressed him. She was every bit the sport that Clementine wasn't. Then again Renamon was a proper lady, Clementine was still a girl. It didn't matter that she was a yellow furred fox creature, he saw her as a person for the first time.

"Sir, it feels strange... I think we should stop!", said Renamon after a while of enjoying herself.

"Do your really want to?", asked Francis stopping.

"No... It's just I don't think I shouldn't enjoy it that much. It's just data transmission... Is this really all in the protocol.", said Renamon feeling ashamed.

"You really should enjoy it it's the only way you will stop wanting to.", said Francis smiling encouragingly.

He rubbed her furry belly, and she started biting her lower lip, her vagina making sweet suckling sounds.

Then Renamon just pushed herself into him, and they were at it again. Francis didn't know how long he was fucking her, but he was good, and sore, when Renamon's claws dug into his back.

He finally spurted.

"Your interface has a low transmission rate.", commented Renamon, as the Digimon on Francis's penis flew off satiated.

"I'm a 1.0 guy what can I say.", said Francis smiling like a loon.

She tore off the one on hers, and it seemed be rather angry it wasn't getting anything, but copious precum.

"At least I'm backwards compatible... That's good right? It means there is a point to this.

I can finally think again... You were right I'll ask if it bothers me again.", said Renamon as both exchanged women's bows.

Francis picked his pants up. As Renamon had no more use for hers, having in fact become obviously proud of her high bandwidth penis.

Meanwhile in Clementine's tent:

Clementine was touching herself, her brain was in a haze. Somehow she enjoyed the ever expanding pressure inside of her throbbingly growing clitoris.

She pressed against her now intimately familiar B-cup breasts. She had never felt like this. Sure she had at times looked at cute guys on her facebook page, and retired to the bathtub to help herself over her fascination...

However this was different, as it had gone from being a diversion, to being a need. She needed to get every bit of growth into her clitoris, and became increasingly proud as it pounded to towards it's rightful size, as the jerked it as she had seen guys do it online.

She moaned.

"You alright Clem?", asked Guilmon outside.

"Go away I need... I just want to be alone!", moaned Clementine as her hand stroked the already sore dick.

"You know I thought so too, but then I was thinking about you, you know. How you smell, and stuff, and how you smile... I just wanted to see you.", said Guilmon looking inside the tent getting kicked in the snout, as Clementine shot her first real load into the air startled.

"Leave me alone I'm a monster!", said Clementine horrified at her transformation.

"What you have both, just like me! I was super scared at first, but it's really OK once you get used to it. I always wondered what humans did, when they made ghost noises, like your parents that one time.", said Guilmon trying to win her over for hermaphroditic pleasures.

"This is nothing like that, who will accept me now?", asked Clementine sobbing.

"I will we are both the same! Look I have boobs too. It must be the Digivice, doesn't it transfer things? I think of you when I look at them.

It feels so good Clementine, just relax, and feel good for a bit, and tomorrow we will continue the hunt for Spectramon! I bet he did that, but he is dumb, because I don't mind at all.", said Guilmon poking his head in again taking a whiff.

"You are a friend you know that?", asked Clementine smiling.

"Yeah I'm a buddy... Let's have fun I want to wrestle you, and touch my crotch!", said Guilmon happily tackling her, his smooth hide rubbing up against her naked sweaty form.

She was still hard, and since she didn't feel like just touching herself would relieve the tension a thought flashed through her mind.

She wrestled Guilmon pinning the Digimon, who was more than happy to submit to his tamer. So he could cheer her grumpy mood a little.

"So... Digimon have both? So this is your fault?", asked Clementine who couldn't resist rubbing her dick against his pussy.

She liked the feeling giving a small moan, and kissing him on his hide in an absent state of mind.

"No this is new... It's not my fault, but if you want to blame me for it, I get blamed for stuff all the time. Mostly by other Digimon who see my mark.", said Guilmon a little sad about it.

"Yeah... I'm sorry I just wanted this to be someone's fault, and not related to my destiny.", said Clementine feeling him give way.

"You have skin like a shark. Kissing you is weird.", said Clementine inside him to the cervix, his balls firmly resting on the top of her penis.

"Don't push against the back so much, it's uncomfortable.", protested Guilmon, as she started to move slowly.

"Sorry it's new to me, this is what mom, and dad do I think.", said Clementine enjoying the sensations it caused.

Guilmon was tight, and licked her throat in an absent minded state.

"Your mom, and dad have both too? So it runs in your family or something?", asked Gilmon getting punched in the snout for that suggestion.

"No they don't my mom has a vagina, and my dad has a penis!", protested Clementine feeling both very good, and very tense.

While she dominantly held down Guilmon's digging claws.

"What's those?", asked Guilmon getting railed more confidently now.

"You know the long thing, and the hole thing. That's a penis, or a vagina,you know!", stated Clementine hating to be a sex ed teacher.

"So if you are a combination of your parents, then why is that weird?", asked Guilmon confused.

"Because there is like X's, and Y's, and they are supposed to be different, and stuff.", said Clementine getting a handle the on thrusting.

"I don't know many letters. I'm more of a Windows-1256, you know Arabic, kind of Digimon so all this backwards writing confuses me.", said Guilmon not really getting it, but still he enjoyed what Clementine was doing.

He hoped they would become better friends due to it.

"This is what friends to right? Can we be ghost noise buddies? I was super scared when your parents made them, but I'm glad to know they weren't hurt.", said Guilmon enthusiastically.

"Yeah sure, me you, and Francis can be ghost noise buddies!", said Clementine with enthusiasm. She was happy that it wasn't a big deal.

"That's awesome.", said Guilmon letting out a grunt, and throwing his head back.

"Don't fall asleep now I'm not done yet.", protested Clementine picking up his head.

"Sorry Clem I was just enjoying the smell, and the romance TV stuff, and I blacked out real nice.

It's like getting knocked out, but good.", said Guilmon aiding her by moving his muscular hips.

Clementine wondered if men just had a naturally more muscular vagina, if that was true she wouldn't even have to do anything gay. She wondered why that still mattered in the current state of affairs.

"I'm a girl I think. I want to be a girl, and have fun with girls like you, girls are the best.", ranted Guilmon feeling her pussy work, her dick over.

Finally with one final spastic thrust that poked Guilmon in the cervix she managed to get off inside the wonderfully tight Digimon.

"God dammit I'll never get used to it... I bet all that gives boys super brain damage.", said Clementine moaning as she pulled out apparently too soon.

"Oh your face get's so cute, can I do that too?", asked Guilmon showing off how hard she was.

"No... Just leave me a little, but we can do the other thing whenever you want.", said Clementine evasively.

"Sure I guess I can find other buddies who will let me do that, can I have your panties? It will help me clear my head with the buddy knockout.", said Guilmon desiring the garment for it's inviting comforting smell.

"Wait that's Francis!", said Clementine peeking her head out of the tent.

Guilmon couldn't help, but smell what was on display here, and Clementine wondered why she didn't mind. Probably it was that Guilmon was no in the way capable of stealing her heart.

She watched Renamon, and Francis walk up like a married couple. She spread herself. That two timing bastard with his girl tits wasn't having this. Not after being unable to wait. She was jealous of everything even his connection to his Digimon.

"Evening Clementine? Up past your bedtime?", asked Francis his pants over his shoulders like something he didn't need anymore.

"You aren't my dad, and you are lousy! Bitch tits!", yelled Clementine feeling Guilmon go inside.

"It's vixen tits.", said Renamon correcting for human error.

"No him!", said Clementine pointing at Francis letting out a small moan, as she was irreparably opened.

"I'm sorry, but hey at least Guilmon is happy.", said Francis shrugging he understood women perfectly fine, but girls were another matter entirely.

"So I need time, and you snuggle up to some fucking thing?", asked Clementine throwing a can of soda at Francis.

"Ow! What's gotten into you, she pushed me! Also as a man you have to oblige it's impolite not to!", said Francis wiping blood of his brow.

"What do you mean by pushed?", asked Clementine then.

"I committed the human crime of unlawfully initiating a data exchange.", said Renamon scratching behind her ears.

"You what now?", asked Clementine confused.

"She is saying she sexually assaulted, and penetrated me without my consent.", explained Francis wondering if that had left scars.

Still now there was no time for that.

"We came to an agreement.", said Renamon then wanting to put silly human laws behind herself.

"Agreement? You raped him you bitch? Francis come here right this instant!", said Clementine as Guilmon really started thrusting.

She hadn't considered how much the threat of his digging claws on her back would improve things, so much better than anything in the bathtub.

Francis only stood between them.

"Look Clementine this is new to our Digimon, and we can't hold them to the same standards of sexual decency we might have. Rest assured that it was me taking care of her urges.", said Francis getting spat on his leg.

"I feel so pretty when I do this! It's awesome!", jubliated Guilmon from the tent.

"Yes Francis is quite good at it too. It feels better with a slower transmission rate. I enjoy his company, but the human definition of love isn't my own. Digimon become friends.", said Renamon supporting Francis.

What he said wasn't a lie, and that was good for human standards.

"Stop talking about transmission, it sounds like he has herpes! We are all whores!", shouted Clementine starting to cry.

Francis watched her tears drip onto the ground.

"Look I'm not saying this is easy. It's hard, and it's hard on all of us. I bet even Guilmon is confused by his urges, even if he is an easygoing Digimon.", said Francis getting his leg hugged, as Clementine hugged his leg moaning.

"It's not fair I'm pretty! I'm smart! Why do I feel like this then, and do slutty things?", asked Clementine burying her head in Francis's ankle.

"There is no easy answer, but every Digidestined was changed by their journey, probably not for the better in every case. I bet they get scared, but guess what when a world is on the line; a world that needs us, and our own too... We have to give things up about ourselves, things we might like... Look we will support each other here. Right Renamon?", asked Francis giving a motivational speech.

"Yes, sir we will. I don't like my human urges, but I will live with them if it means getting rid of Spectramon. We aren't broken just because we are changed.

Our bond will help us in our coming battles.", said Renamon reluctantly joining in the hug.

"I just wanted to have cool adventures in an unknown land... It's good you are here though. I need friends. You make me happy, and everyone forgives, and oh god!", yelled Clementine as Guilmon went into a final sprint, ejaculating inside her.

"I didn't get the whole thing, but it's good we are friends right? Also don't ever hurt her, because you aren't pretty, and don't smell as nice.", stated Guilmon ever slow on his uplink.

"Yeah...", said Clementine if art came out of adversity friendship did as well.

"Aren't you precious... So if you value your lives, and considering who I Tagettamon am...

Be good little users after they've had their fun, and run! Wicket Whip!", shouted a leathery winged Dominatrix delivering a blow that shattered the ground beneath them, and threw them off in various directions.

Francis rose from the dust, watching the monster created from sexual frustrations appear before him holding a riding crop to his forehead.

"Any last words? Weakling?", asked Taggettamon her huge breasts bearing machine gun barrels for nipples.

"We share more in common with one another than any tamers before us! We share our desires be they burdens, or delights. We share our passions, and what we believe in, and if you think we can't fight you...

Think again!

We can become one, and we can also can fight as one!", shouted Francis as devilish energy flared inside the barrels, the only thing that shone brighter was the crest dangling around his neck!

Renamon jumped into the fray just getting laughed at.

"I want to be part of that!", shouted Renamon, and the air was on fire with the energy of Digivolution.

Targgettamon tried to run, but was stopped by Guilmon biting her in the leg.

"We won't let go of our dreams, or lovers! We will fight for them!", shouted Clementine doing a pistol motion with her hand.

The barrels fired full blast at Renamon, as Renamon shouted: "Dragon Wheel!"

Her voice becoming lower as her body digivolved into that of Kyubimon

It made the air smell burned to see the biblical flaming tornado crash into Tragettamon tearing apart the energy lactating out of her.

"No! This is my forest, these are my lusts how can they make you strong? Spectramon you lied!", cursed Taggettamon as Viximon flew out the other end of her chest.

"Because friends take care of problems like that, and they aren't mean about it either.

The ghost noises just scare you, if you don't what they mean!", shouted Guilmon after the limb she was chomping into had dissipated.

"Dammit!", shouted Francis sprinting over the debris.

"Viximon are you alright?", asked Francis holding her up, after tripping onto his knees.

Viximon just nodded.

"It's hard, but worth it. Like our bodies.", claimed Viximon getting pressed against his chest.

"Why didn't you run to me?", asked Clementine managing getting around over fragmented ground more easily.

"You don't need him. I do. He trusts you.", said Viximon coughing getting her belly rubbed.

"We all need each other!", said Guilmon enthused by this display of caring.

"Right, and together our friendship will pierce the heart of evil. Right Viximon?", asked Francis kissing her on the mask it made Viximon evolve into Renamon again.

"We are good friends. I thank all of you", said Renamon doing a woman's bow towards Clementine who blushed.

"What's the matter?", asked Renamon confused.

"I'm jealous of both of you! You steal my pick, and then you smile, and bow, and I'm not even mad! Besides he or she, or whatever sucks now. I hate that voice it sound's like my mom's!", accused Clementine adjusting her climbing shoes angrily.

"I do not!", argued Francis who did oddly sound like her mother.

"Fran.", giggled Guilmon pointing a clawed finger.

Francis blushed.

"Sir allow me give her a bit of an education. You do it with Guilmon so he realizes the benefit of staying in your good graces.", said Renamon giving advice.

"I'm satisfied with that arrangement, but you forgot to ask Clementine. Remember she is no homemaker.", said Francis pointing at her while waving Guilmon to his side.

"I'll take her heart from you!", argued Clementine grabbing her paw.

"Silly girl I'm a Digimon, we don't love we become friends. We don't have that human folly.", scoffed Renamon assuming doggy style position.

"Really?", asked Clementine awkwardly guiding herself inside.

It was more lively, but less tight.

"Fran get over here I need it from the, well from the back.", said Clementine thrusting looking Francis with some level of greed.

"As we can see, data interchange puts aside differences.", said Renamon satisfied guiding Clementine's hand to her left breast, and penis enjoying a rather firm grip on both.

"Should I wait?", asked Francis behind Clementine.

"No I'm done waiting.", said Clementine relishing in the penetration pretty much biting Renamon in the back.

"No fair what about me?", asked Guilmon hurrying to the available position as Francis spread himself.

"Do him in the butt!", said Clementine going crazy with all the sensation, exposing her sadism born of her own self doubts.

"Now wait... Oh god!", said Francis feeling his asshole being inexpertly penetrated.

"Wow that's good too. Does it feel as good as pooping?", asked Guilmon interested noticing he could go all the way inside.

"I hate the internet, god dammit!", said Francis getting bumped further into the dick by Clementine's thrusting.

The four of them went at it wildly after that, and apparently all it took for Clementine to feel like a goddess was knowing that the guy in charge of satisfying her that way was being anally sodomized.

"Say your name bitch!", shouted Clementine hitting her hips into Francis playfully.

"Fran! Just stop making me take this penis! Pluto's gate is for sailors.", said Fran her asshole uncomfortably tight.

"Really I can be a sailor? Like those scouts who Digivolve on the DVDs Clementine doesn't want people to know about?", asked Guilmon amazed.

"You are going to get it when we are done here! And for you Fran I'll stop just as soon as you apologize!", said Clementine obviously enjoying her discomfort.

"Leave Fran alone she is my tamer, and if it wasn't for her you would be dead!", said Renamon her paws digging into the ground.

"Apologize for not doing this sooner!", said Clementine thrusting like a madwoman.

Feeling full, and abandoning herself to a peak that made her see stars.

Her tight grip caused Renamon to blow her load after two more thrusts.

"How boring. Francis I require your 1.0 connection. You must teach me the protocol some day.", said Renamon as Clementine fell to the side hugging herself. This was amazing she was never going back to the real world!

They were all prudes there anyhow.

"You OK Clem?", asked Guilmon running to her aid.

"Yeah, better than OK. This place is where it's at.", said Clementine pushing him back because his dick smelt awful.

"Think I can sailorvolve now?", asked Guilmon enthusiastically.

"Well you have to do it with Fran a lot more than that.", said Clementine sadistically.

"I don't think Fran likes that.", said Guilmon thinking.

"It's for the Digiworld just be confident about it.", said Clementine managing to get it up again.

"Are you sure about doing this while standing.", said Renamon clinging to her tamer.

"Well if we don't try different protocols we won't find out which one suits you the best.", said Fran lowering her onto herself.

"It's nice I suppose. Slow, but good.", said Renamon clinging awfully hard.

"I like how our boobs, and bellies rub. It's not an imposition s- madam right?", asked Renamon always courteous.

"You can still say sir, it's unisex. I think it fits better.", said Fran she was British after all.

"Really... That's nice. Move more.", said Renamon wanting to abandon herself to this embrace of eternal falling to divine heights.

"Yes, sir.", said Fran moving enthusiastically sure she was sweating like a sow, and still sore from all the horrors that had happened, but it was below her to quit now.

"Now Guilmon you have a big tongue right?", asked Clementine having recovered some strength by the display.

"Yeah so?", asked Guilmon confused.

"Well how about you clean my crotch real thoroughly, and taste, and smell me.", said Clementine getting up, and guiding him there.

"I can touch myself too right?", asked Guilmon being left out of the orgasms up to now.

"Sure, but don't expect me to touch it it smells.", said Clementine a bit bothered.

"Not if you clean it.", said Guilmon helpfully getting hit in the head, and a penis in her maw for his insolence.

He was sure dedicated. In fact his larger tongue was able to satisfy her in ways that Fran simply couldn't due to not having the size to attend to both her pussy, and dick. Still there was a feeling of satisfaction to see someone like Fran bow, and bend for her.

Not at all Guilmon who loved it to the point of seeming to get more out of it than her. She shamelessly moaned, nothing like letting others know she was having more fun than them.

"It is good to see the two make each other whole.", said Renamon looking at Fran with desire, as she played with one of her breasts, also rubbing up against her.

"See it's better like this. I thought my breasts were heavy, and useless, but now they are... Well they are just so friendly. Everyone likes to look.", said Renamon a bit embarrassed.

"As they should you can be motherly to all of them. It's one of the truest bonds of friendship.", said Fran getting awfully close.

They came happily, and in unison. This was the summer that made their lives, and their bodies whole.