Calumon’s Play Time
#1 of Adult
Calumon's Play Time
Calumon was having the time of his life, playing tag with his friends. Even though he was the smallest and fastest, each of them found ways to catch him. Guilmon constantly lured him towards trees with his fire breath, and would climb them in order to grab him. Agumon did the same, except he liked to make poor little Calumon fly low them snatch him when he was within reach. Even if he kept falling for these things, Calumon didn't care, as long as the game never ended.
When it started to get dark, they decided to go to Guilmons house. In the Digital World, digimon that achieved the ability to digivolve to their ultimate form got their own homes. These homes were built the way they wanted, usually with enough room for their ultimate form to move freely. Guilmon practically lived in an indoor amusement park, considering he had so many contraptions to play with. They all fit in a room as big as a human mansion, each the size of a small house.
They all took turns riding the rides, slide down slides, and generally having a good time. Of course, Calumon was too small to go down the slides on his own, so he sat on Guilmons lap. This seemed innocent enough at first, until strange things started to happen. Calumon didn't think anything of it at first, not knowing what could be poking him in the back of the head. That was, until he looked closely at Guilmons crotch and he saw it.
Poking coyly from a strategically placed slit was something Calumon had never seen before. From what he saw, it looked like a fat, medium sized mushroom. After a while of staring, his own crotch started to feel strange. He had the feeling he knew this feeling, but didn't know from where. Looking down, Calumon started at the realization that he had a similar, yet different mushroom between his legs.
That's when it hit him. It was his penis that was getting hard, probably caused by the strange feeling. Looking back and forth in shock, Agumon couldn't believe what he saw. Trying to hide his own enjoyment, he snuck out of view, hoping this scene got even better. At this point, Guilmon, looking down at Calumon, licked his lips and got a hungry look on his face.
Hesitating, Calumon slowly approached it, wondering what to do with it. Guilmon coaxed him into touching it, trying not to scare him. Calumon cautiously touched it, surprised when it pushed against his hand. More courageous now, he started to feel it along its length, marveling at how hard the long part was, and how soft the head was. Wondering what it tasted like, Calumon wrapped his mouth around the head.
Licking it all over, he marveled at the wondrous flavors. After a while, he got bored with that, and started licking the length of Guilmons penis, loving every bit of it. Of course, Guilmon loved this even more, moaning slightly every now and then. When he had licked every bit of it, Calumon returned to the head, and started sucking on it. This made Guilmon moan even loader, and caused a strange tasting liquid to come out where pee came from. He knew that's not what it was, but since there was so little, he continued sucking hoping for more.
With a loud oooooh from Guilmon, a jet of the liquid shot into Calumon mouth, thicker and tastier than the tiny bit before. The best part was that more and more kept coming, making him swallow constantly. After he couldn't handle any more, he backed off, and watched the final stream hit the ground. Looking at it curiously, he noticed that it resembled nothing he had ever seen. Bending over to get a closer look, he suddenly felt something hard poke him in the butt.
The something went right in the hole where poop comes from, and kept going deeper. Turning to look as best he could, he started when he realized Guilmon had stuck his penis in him. Before he could even think about getting off, Guilmon grabbed him and started pulling him up and down along his length. Besides the pain, there was a strangely good feeling inside him. Going with it, he started to love the feeling, especially with the pain subsiding.
A few moments later, Guilmon started moaning and ooohing again, and Calumon started to understand why. Where the good feeling was, an even better one began. This one spread to his crotch, and to the base of his penis. Along with it was a feeling he was about to pee, and the two crept down towards the head. With a shared moan and oooooh, the strange liquid shot out of his own penis, and a wet feeling shot inside him. Alongside this, something unexpected happened.
At the point when the feeling was greatest, Calumon unknowingly initiated digivolution. This caused Guilmon and Agumon to start turning into Growlmon and Greymon respectively. It also had the effect of making every part of them much bigger, even the part still inside Calumon. Being too small for Growlmons penis, when he reached his limit, Calumons body exploded, sending a spray of blood, bone, cum and muscle everywhere.
Greymon rushed over to get a better view of the scene, staring at all the blood on Growlmons penis shock and, strangely, hunger. Slowly approaching it, the hunger grew, until he couldn't hold back. Bending over to get close to it, he started licking it clean of everything, until there was nothing. Backing off, he and Growlmon looked down at Calumons lifeless head, and suddenly were taken over by a feeling they thought gone. The primal urge to feed had griped them, causing them to start fighting over the tiny head.
They both dove for it, bumping heads trying to grab it. As it bounced away, Growlmon made the first move, clamping his jaw around the horn on Greymons nose. He then jumped up, and started pulling. Greymon tried reaching for him, but to no success, so he whipped his head to the side, breaking the horn, and, lunging at Growlmon, grabbed his right arm in his mouth. Roaring in pain, Growlmon started kicking at him, stabbing him in the abdomen. When he let go, Growlmon knocked him away with his tail, giving him enough time to get Calumons head.
As he swallowed it whole, Greymon charged at him with his head down. Hitting in the chest and knocking him down, he then tried to stick his penis in Growlmons exposed tailhole. When he got close enough, Growlmon folded his arms, exposing the spikes on his elbows. Greymon saw this too late, getting stabbed through the shoulders. Howling in rage, Greymon reached down, grabbed the arm he had already bitten, and completely severed it. He then pushed himself off the other spike with his legs, pulled the severed arm out of his shoulder, and ran out of reach.
Blinded with rage, Greymon started running back and forth, shooting fireballs at Growlmon. Since he was more in control of his emotions, Growlmon easily dodged most of them. He let one hit him, moving sideways enough to let it hit what was left of his arm. This effectively sealed the wound, stopping the flow of blood. Continuing to dodge the assault, he slowly moved closer. When he was a couple feet away, he suddenly jumped, leaning forward, and slammed his tail down between Greymons eyes.
Dazed, Greymon started to fall forward. Before he hit the ground, Growlmon clamped his jaw around Greymons neck, and grabbed his tail with his only arm. Exposing his tailhole, Growlmon maneuvered his penis into it, and started pounding it full force. Ignoring the pained protests, which only made him hit harder, Growlmon moaned from the pure pleasure. As he came inside him, he bit down full-force, breaking Greymons spine, and killing him.
As he calmed down, Growlmon started cleaning himself, making sure no cum dried on or around his manhood. When he finished, he cleaned the tailhole of his fallen rival, and moved the body. When it was in a safe place, he returned to inspect the remains of Calumon. Luckily for him, some limbs were intact, a snack for after his nap. As he went to sleep, his mind returned to normal, not knowing the horror he would find in the morning.