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“Yo, Ivan! We got one lined up for you!" Ivan jumped up, startled by the sudden call. It had gotten so quiet that he'd almost fallen asleep in his seat.

“Coming, just a minute!"

“Hang on, stay down there for a bit. I'll be down once we've got things sorted, but there's something we gotta do before you go out."

“Okay? If you say so…" Ivan eased back into his seat, a bit confused but not about to start arguing. After all, he was the newest delivery boy on the job, it was likely his bosses and supervisors knew a few things he didn't. And he needed this job badly, it wasn't like there were that many other options here in the digital world.

Being a human on one's own in a world that wasn't made for them was definitely a challenge, and being a young adult with little experience at independence was even harder. He wasn't skilled, he didn't have the life experience or work experience to do much more than grunt work. It had taken him a fair bit of time to actually get a job, and it was as a delivery boy for a general store - he basically ran around delivering purchases to digimon in the city. He'd been working for about a month now, and it wasn't great work - he got shit from the occasional digimon on the street who just wanted him to have a hard time, and some of the people he delivered to were weird at best.

Still, he wouldn't have given it up to go back to his own world for anything. Not with parents who had utterly disowned him and thrown him out of the house with nothing but the clothes on his back. The digital world didn't make it easy to live on your own, but the human world made it next to impossible. At least here, he was treated like an adult, though being an adult wasn't exactly an easy thing.

After a couple more minutes of waiting, his supervisor, a Machgaogamon, came down to the waiting room. Ivan was the only one there, the other two delivery personnel were off on jobs already, so he was ready and waiting. “Okay, Ivan, got the job ready for you, the package is set up and waiting upstairs. But there's something you need to do first."

“What is it?"

“There's a uniform in the red locker there." The big wolf-like digimon pointed to a brightish red locker in the corner of the room; Ivan had certainly seen it - it was hard to miss - but had been told he wouldn't use it or look inside it unless told to. “I'm going to ask you to put that uniform on when you go deliver. Don't worry about how it looks or anything...you probably won't notice much difference, but there's a good reason for it."

Ivan kind of wanted to know what that good reason was, but he doubted he was going to get much of an answer. Some of the things they did there didn't make too much sense to him, but it always seemed like they had a logic about them to other digimon, so he chalked it up to cultural differences. “Okay, I'll get right on it."

“Good. I'll be waiting upstairs." Without any further explanation, Machgaogamon left, and Ivan was left to dress himself for the part. The red locker had the mentioned uniform inside, and at first glance it appeared to be pretty much like his current one...no special color or logo or anything, and nothing clearly out of the ordinary. The only thing he realized, as he was dressing himself in it, was that it was a bit on the small side, the fabric rather snug against his body. Not so tight that it was unpleasant, but he could feel it restricting his motion just a bit. Definitely curious...why wasn't it his own size? It clearly was made for a human, and he was one of only two humans on staff, and the other didn't do delivery. But he wasn't about to question it - if that's what his supervisor wanted, that's what he would do.

He headed upstairs, and saw the large backpack of goodies he was supposed to bring out. Machgaogamon was there, and nodded at him approvingly, with a hint of a grin. “Good, good. Here's the address, and listen, this is an important customer, so be especially polite and courteous, okay? I know you usually are but just gotta make sure you know!"

“Swear it, boss."

“Good, now get out there!" Ivan didn't delay, hustling out of the building. He had no problem with his supervisor, but he was a bit pushy when it came to speed - he had a reputation for working fast and wanted everyone to keep pace as best they could. Fortunately, there wasn't any real requirement for it as far as the company was concerned, so Ivan wasn't in any danger of losing his job, just getting the canid on his ass.

He slowed down a bit as he walked along the roads, trying to keep a low profile. Digimon were typically pretty nice, but Ivan was still very aware that he was the minority in this world, and the majority was significantly more powerful than he was. Most of them were also noticeably larger, even if not the truly massive ones that didn't typically live in the city. If they wanted to steal from him, there wasn't really much he could do about it - and indeed, there wasn't much he was SUPPOSED to do about it, the policy was to give up the goods without a fight and go back to get more. Still, he didn't want to make himself a target, even if it wouldn't be deadly. The idea would be traumatic enough.

Today seemed to be a good day for avoiding confrontation, most of the digimon around seemed perfectly content not to pay attention to him at all. There were just a few that looked at him with any sort of attention in the first place, and only a couple of those seemed shady in any way, like they might consider doing something unpleasant to him. But no one come up to him, no one caused him any trouble, and before he knew what was happening, he found himself on the block where the client's house was.

Here Ivan was able to relax, get in a more professional mindset. Perhaps a bit overly professional, most digimon weren't that big on formalities, but he wanted to be as courteous as possible to leave a good impression on the clients. Mainly, he wanted to avoid offending in any way, since he didn't want to accidentally get on someone's bad side and make himself a target - if you were nice, people weren't likely to take it the wrong way. He didn't ever really know who he'd be coming face to face with, so it additionally helped prepare him for an appearance he wasn't prepared for - the last thing he wanted was to get someone pissed off by insulting their looks, that was something they tended to have little patience for. Fully steeled, he found his target house, walked up, and knocked on the door. “Delivery service!"

The door opened, and a Weregarurumon appeared in the doorway. For a moment Ivan kind of faltered - the wolfman was quite ripped, with a few scars on his body, muscles that really stood out, and he was only wearing a pair of torn-up pants that did little to hide his leg muscles or the more interesting parts of his body. He had to mentally smack himself to retain his professionalism; his hormones were a bit wild lately, but he was far too nervous to actually act on them, so he was doing his best just to keep them under control. “Ah, er, Karn, was it? I'm here from Zoaster General, you placed an order with us?"

“Ah, yes, come on in. Nice and quick as always." Karn was grinning at him steadily, a bit wider than Ivan thought was normal...and he was definitely looking at Ivan in an unusual way, eyes roaming up and down, clearly very aware of his too-small uniform. Maybe he was just that kind of guy, but it was slightly unnerving. Still, he complied, entering the building and looking around. The room they were in was pretty spartan, nothing but a couple pieces of furniture against the wall, though he could see through a doorway into what looked like a bedroom and that seemed a bit more furnished and decorated. The floors in the room were pretty scuffed up, so he got the impression that this was a general purpose area and probably something used for training or sparring.

Karn took the bag with the goods from him and brought it to another room while Ivan milled around. “Looks like everything's in order...you been working at Zoaster long?"

“Not really...about a month."

“Ah, I see. Haven't gotten any shit from anyone trying to score a quick mugging, have you?"

“No, haven't been stolen from yet. Only one time I thought I was really at risk, this one guy kept following me, but there were enough people around that I think he decided it wasn't worth it."

“Well, that's good. Sounds like you're doing well here…"

“More or less…" Ivan wondered where this was going, it sure seemed like Karn was making small talk where none was needed. He thought about making an excuse to walk out, but his supervisor had emphasized courtesy...maybe the wolf was just eccentric.

He heard footsteps and turned to face Karn - and his jaw dropped. The Weregarurumon had ditched his pants, leaving him nude in front of Ivan, and a long, frighteningly-thick, knotted cock was fully at attention between his legs. If there was any question that it was going to be used, Ivan certainly didn't have it...nor did he have any illusions about who the target was.

His surprise, however, slowed his response, and by the time he actually thought to act, the wolf's claws had lashed out and turn his uniform to ribbons. Somehow his flesh was spared any marring, but it was incredible how fast the tight clothing fell off of him, leaving him just as naked as Karn was. He turned to the door, but Karn grabbed him roughly and held him tight, forestalling any escape. “Don't bother...it's locked shut, special design. Wouldn't want my prey getting away that easily."

Ivan certainly felt like prey now, and prey in the worst kind of situation, right in the jaws of the predator. He made one feeble effort to pull away, and all he got for it was being pushed to the ground roughly. Before he could rise, Karn was on him, flipping him over onto his front, forcing him onto his hands and knees. He could hear heavy, excited panting above him as the hot, thick shaft lined up with his ass, giving Ivan only a moment of preparation before driving the entire thing up to the knot inside him.

He expected it to be excruciating - even knowing the 100% compatibility rule, Ivan figured something that big going into something so small would be a nightmare. But it wasn't all that bad - the stretch was uncomfortable for him being so unused to it, and there was some pain from the roughness, but nothing he wasn't able to handle. He tried to keep still, figuring a struggle was pointless now - if the wolf had his cock inside, he was going to get everything he wanted no matter what, fighting it would only increase the risk of worse things happening.

Karn growled lustily as he began pounding his bitch, driving the full length of his cock in and out without restraint or remorse. Getting a human had been quite the treat, and he intended to make the most of it, but right now his blood was too hot to hold himself back. Whatever, it was only round one anyway. His claws gripped his smaller body tight as he hammered away, his knot smacking against the hole on every thrust, and it pleased him to no end when he felt the human's legs spread a little bit and his body relax into the thrusting. Clearly the bitch liked it as much as he did.

Ivan would have a hard time denying the accusation on its face. Once he got used to it, all he could think about was getting more - the huge cock was just the thing his body had been demanding for so long, stimulating him in ways he'd only imagined he could be. All the stories he'd read, the pictures he'd seen, hadn't really prepared him for what it would feel like...it was definitely living up to the reputation, though. He started moaning and crying out more as the pleasure spiked higher and higher, his own hard cock flopping around underneath him through the force of the thrusts.

Those sounds were music to Karn's ears, spurring him to attack his bitch harder than ever. His knot smacked more firmly against the tight hole, starting to try to push into it rather than just against it. He started pulling Ivan back towards him as he drove in, amplifying the force and using it to try to break that hole open...that human's ass was so wonderfully tight, it was definitely best when they were virgins coming into the digital world, they tended to stay as tight as they started out, and he really wanted to enjoy breaking him open again and again. His hot breath washed over the back of Ivan as he leaned further over him, forcefully ramming against his bitch until he felt Ivan start to loosen. Before he could get too adjusted, Karn drove and and dragged him back with an almighty surge of strength, forcing his knot inside the tight passage and howling as he started to cum.

And Ivan joined with him, yelling out as his seed rocketed forth, shooting feet across the floor, an orgasm that easily surpassed anything he'd done with his hands. The pleasure nearly made him white out, but he was certainly seeing stars, not just from the pleasure but from the violent impacts from Karn that got him there. That knot felt immense inside him, like it shouldn't have been possible to contain, but it was so goddamn good that he couldn't fathom not letting it stay there forever if the Weregarurumon wanted. And then his cum, so much of it, surging inside him like a flash flood, making him feel so full inside, even a little bloated as it built up within him, unable to bypass that giant knot blocking his rectum. His hands went to his stomach, rubbing against it as he felt the mass of fluid become a firm presence within him, thankfully stopping short of actually making him swell up.

They rode out the highs of their climaxes for a good bit before they receded, leaving them sweaty messes on the floor, panting hard. Karn was a lot less worn than Ivan was, the human limp in his arms, fatigued beyond belief from his first real sexual encounter...perhaps he'd overdone it a bit, but Karn couldn't really care. “Fuck yeah...nothing like a good delivery boy lay. Now, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy that."

“N-no...I can't…" Ivan shifted on the thick knot, reveling in the tight fit it had inside him. He really had enjoyed it...not just being fucked, but the rough way he'd been treated during it. He'd never really thought about that part of it, he'd been so preoccupied with how a cock in his ass would feel just in general, but some part of him was certain that he'd want to do it again just like this. “I just...I'm gonna get fired for being here for so long…"

“Fired?" Karn sounded confused for a moment, then chuckled. “Oh, I get it...new guy, of course they didn't tell you, that would ruin the surprise."

“T-tell me?"

“Yeah...heh, it's a little trick they like to play on new delivery boys." He rubbed Ivan's chest, holding him closer. “You're part of my order. They expect you to be gone for a while."

“Wait...what? I'm...part of your order? They can do that?"

“Yeah. Special order, a bit of sexual relief from the delivery boy that brings us the rest of our order. It's a normal service offered by these places these days. You get a bonus for it, and usually you know what's coming, but it's a pretty typical prank to play on a newbie to send them in blind. So, in other words, don't worry about your job...you'll probably be considered one of the guys when you get back."

“Oh...you mean, I'll probably be getting more of these?"

“Now that you've been on your first, they'll be a lot more common. Especially because you're a human...lots of digimon who'd want a go at you, believe me."

Ivan's breath quickened a bit at the thought of that. So many digimon having their way with him like this, taking him roughly at their own whims...damn, he knew it made him sound pretty easy, but he could get used to that idea. It sounded a lot better than his original idea of just being an eternal virgin, too scared to even approach anyone with the idea. “Y-you...really think so?"

“No question, especially as, ah, accommodating as you were. I'm not the only one who likes it wild and hard, and it ain't that often that humans are that ready to take it like that. You're gonna be a really popular delivery boy if you keep that up...might even get you some extra tips, and I don't mean the kind on a cock."

“Mm...that sounds extra tempting, I could use the money. Ain't cheap living around here…"

“Well…" Karn chuckled slyly. “If you're not averse to living with a horny wolf, I've got lots of empty space in here and I've been looking to get someone else to move on in. I'm sure we could negotiate a good rate for you, in exchange for certain...other forms of payment."

Ivan considered this briefly. If he actually moved in here, it would be a lot less expensive, but it would be very likely that he'd get this kind of treatment much more frequently, on top of everything that happened on the job. Really, he was having trouble seeing the downside of that. “I think we could work something out, yeah…"