Risky Wishing

Story by Kinure Inu on SoFurry

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Always make sure you word your wish properly!

Otherwise you might get turned into a Digimon! =3


The bittersweet taste of teriyaki noodles marked the ending of yet another uneventful day; a day of tedious work, insufferable commuting, and lonely hours before bed. He wasn't even upset anymore. He was just starting to feel numb to it all; his eyes idly looking at page after page of useless information and depressing news. He rubbed his tired eyes, letting out a quiet sigh as he spun in his chair.

His fingers opened another can of coke, video after video playing in the background as he stared at the ceiling. It was one of those nights. Then suddenly, his speakers played a familiar tune. Something he hadn't heard in years. Perhaps a decade, even.

It was one of the songs from that old cartoon he loved as a kid. That show about digital creatures and their tamers. Their silly little adventures suddenly flooded his mind. Some random streamer was talking about the show, poking some lighthearted fun at it. He smiled, taking another sip of the overly sweet beverage.

He remembered his youth, and how much of an impact that show had on him. He was so excited every time it was on, and so uncontrollably sad when it was over. He remembered the many times he just sat alone in his room, wishing those creatures would be real. He would've had a friend, gone on adventures, had fun, and... Well, who was he kidding. That yellow fox was entirely too hot for a kids show.

A soft beep from his phone indicated that it was about time to hit the sack. He downed the rest of the drink and tossed it in the can, looking out the window and admiring the sky; barely visible through the smog. All this reminiscing made him think of how many times he'd just look at the very same sky as a kid, wishing upon whatever was up there for those digital creatures to be real. He smiled, shaking his head a bit. Why the hell not.

"...I wish digimon were real."

...

...

Well, that figures.

Even though it was but a whisper, it had sounded oh so silly. He chuckled to himself, closed the window, and laid down on his bed; earplugs providing some white noise as he drifted to sleep. The cycle began anew tomorrow.

It felt like he had slept for an eternity. Sunlight filtered through the treetops, eventually becoming enough of a bother to slowly start to wake him up. He heard the gentle breeze passing through, grass dancing around him. A few birds could be heard nearby, their happy chirp-... Wait a minute, did he miss his alarm?

His eyes opened wide and he immediately sat up, reaching for his phone. Only half-awake, his hand patted what he thought was his bed, searching for the rectangular device in charge of preventing him from oversleeping. Instead of bed sheets, however, his fingers found... grass? Was he dreaming? As his eyes adjusted to the light, he quickly realized stuff looked out of place.

This wasn't his room. Hell, this wasn't any room. He seemed to be in a forest. What was going on? He looked around. Nothing but trees and bushes surrounded him. He had had life-like dreams, but nothing like this. He just sat there, dumbfounded, looking around. He was unsure of what to do. He finally decided to call out for help.

"Hell-...o?"

That... That wasn't how he remembered his voice sounding. At all. Startled, he rubbed his own neck, only to find something that definitely wasn't his hand rubbing it instead. Looking at his own hand, he found it to be clad in some sort of purple glove; his fingers even whiter than he remembered and... fluffier?

"What the!?" His voice echoed through the trees as he panicked, starting to look down at his body. His skin wasn't smooth, but instead covered in short, yellow, extremely soft fur. He rubbed at his face, only to notice the odd, canine-like shape it had. He started to hyperventilate, feeling his chest moving rapidly as h-...

...Were those breasts?

He froze, hands stiff as he looked down. Two big, fleshy mounds hung from his chest, bouncing gently every time a she inhaled that fresh, clean air. His new hands slowly but surely approached his newfound breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze.

"Yip!"

An adorable little moan escaped his lips. Those were... sensitive, to say the least. He dared to give them another squeeze, staying quiet this time, but shuddering at the newfound attributes of his new body. Hey, this wasn't too bad! Finally a dream that didn't involve being back in school or falling from somewhere high!

As he explored here and there, something in his mind clicked. He remembered the show right before he went to bed, so his brain must be reliving memories from the show! He couldn't be completely certain, but he seemed to be dreaming about turning into one of those creatures. The hot fox. What was its name again...? Reno... Rena...

"Oh, a Renamon! Awesome!"

Yeah, that was it, Renam- Wait a minute. Who just said that!? His body jolted, startled, almost collapsing onto the grass as he tried to turn around to face whoever just spoke.

As he turned around, he saw what appeared to be some kind of red dinosaur. Mouth agape, bright eyes locked onto him, the fox could only watch as the creature got closer, a goofy grin on his face. Completely terrified, the yellow fox could do little more than gasp for air, backing off a bit, only to yip in pain as he squished his new tail. How was he not awake yet?

"Hi! I'm Guilmon!" The creature spoke; its voice cheerful and, all things considered, somewhat reassuring. "Don't panic! I can help you!" He finally stopped, watching the trembling fox in front of him. "You just got here, right?" His big, yellow pupils watched him closely; head tilting every now and then, observing the fox's every move.

After a few seconds, the awestruck fox finally managed to mutter a quiet, almost whispery "...Y-yes?" The red dinosaur then let out a happy squee, doing a little twirl in front of him, almost like an excited dog. He soon approached him once again, bending over to look at the newfound Renamon closely.

"Okay! Then there's still time to save you!" His ears perked up as the reptile spoke. The fox gave a confused look, but Guilmon continued with the explanation before any questions were asked.

"You see, you're actually not dreaming! If you're here..." he said, smiling wide as one of his pointy, white claws gently poked the fox's snout. "It means you've been summoned! Someone wished you into this world!"

The renamon sat there, utterly confused. Suddenly, memories from the show flooded his memory. Somehow, what that creature said made... sense? Like, it didn't _actually_make sense, but it sounded like the plot of the show? Still, that sharp claw on his sensitive nose was bothersome! How could he be dreaming so vividly? He grunted and shook his head, pinching his own cheek.

The reptile laughed, retracting his claw. "Told ya! Not dreaming!" He claimed happily, his tail waggling behind him. "But! All is not lost! You still can return to your world!"

The fox's waking up attempts stopped as he blinked in confusion, still not quite sure of what was going on. He looked up at him in disbelief. Suddenly, the almost child-like grin on the large lizard's face changed to a rather smug, menacing one. "But, if you want my help... You'll have to help me, first! Follow me!"

After saying this, the reptile stuck his tongue out playfully, turned around, and started to step away from the speechless fox. The yellow canine gasped, clumsily attempting to stand up and follow the red dinosaur. His... or rather, her new body felt incredibly alien. It took her quite a few steps to actually get used to her new weight, shape, and most difficult of all, feet.

Guilmon kept walking, occasionally checking back on the renamon only to see her tripping and falling onto the grass again and again. He chuckled, but didn't quite stop. He didn't answer any questions the fox threw his way, either. He just kept walking, until he suddenly stopped.

The two creatures found themselves in a clearing, the male sighing happily and turning around, then sitting comfortably on the stump of a tree. The fox arrived shortly after, still struggling to find her footing. The red reptile sat with a big ol' grin, watching her get closer. He spread his legs a little, getting comfortable.

The fox looked up at the sky; it didn't look different from the one back home. Not very dream-like! She finally caught up with guilmon, standing in front of him. It was then, after her eyes had adjusted to her surroundings, that she noticed the reptile's spread legs. Or rather, the slit and the plump pair of orbs resting between those legs. Oh god. She looked straight up, trying to pretend she didn't see.

The guilmon leaned back a bit, grinning wide as he examined the voluptuous creature in front of him. Quite a catch! He finally spoke, patting his lap. "No, no! You can look. In fact, you better do more than look, if you want to ever leave!"

"...What?" The renamon answered, bluntly, blinking as she tried to keep her eyes from darting downwards. "What are yo-"

"Yeah!" He male interrupted, his big tail wagging behind him. "Better hop to it, too! If you stay here for more than an hour, you'll be trapped in this world forever!" One of his hands gently moved to his own stomach, spreading his sheath open a bit, to expose the red, meaty shaft slowly waking up within. He chuckled, watching her standing awkwardly. "So if you want to ever get back, you better get sucking!"

This was definitely the weirdest dream she had ever had. She crossed her arms, gasping at the feeling of her plump chest against her forearms. She tried to cross them again. A slight blush was easily visible against the yellow fur now covering her face.

"You're kidding."

The guilmon laughed, shaking his head, his cock slowly pushing its way out of the fleshy sheath. "Nope! In fact it might be even less time! I don't know for how long you've been here! Of course, you could always stay, yeah? I could use a new plaything!"

...Stay here?

Whatever this place was, it didn't seem like a place she'd want to stay. Not like this, anyway; stuck in the body of some weird fox, in a forest inhabited by horny raptors. It was something straight out of a poorly written fanfiction. Still, what was strangest and scariest of all to her was that she wasn't... refusing.

Maybe it was the fear of actually being stuck here, or maybe the fact that her body felt... Good. Like, really good. Everything was so sensitive and warm. It was strange. Speaking of strange, some strange smell was coming from the smug reptile. It was warm, and pleasant, and... beckoning. She felt dizzy for a second, cheeks burning red.

"You... You're gonna get me out of here, right?" She spoke, ears lowering a bit as she weighed her options. The lizard nodded happily, his shaft already taking a liking to her. God, it was twice as big as his... well, back when he still had it, anyway. It was almost scary, but...

She kneeled. It felt awkward, especially with the way her legs bent, but she found a way. The lizard couldn't be smiling any wider.

"Good girl. Get to it."

Letting out an embarrassed whimper, the poor fox looked away for a second, cursing under her breath as she got closer and closer to the source of that warmth; of that delicious, strange smell. Somehow, her body felt as if it was moving on its own, and before she knew it, her lips were on the tip of that throbbing flesh; a heavy hand resting on her head shortly after.

Her eyes opened wide as that happened, looking up at the smug creature as it grinned down at her.

"Running outta time!"

The renamon let out another little whimper, finally letting the reptile's cock slide past her lips and into her mouth. What was she doing!? Its warmth spread through her body; that delicious scent filling her nostrils as she slid more of it into her hungry maw. Was she... enjoying this?

It took a while, but eventually, her nose was pressed under the guilmon's stomach; plump orbs resting against her chin as he filled her mouth completely. The creature let out a happy sigh, hand rubbing at her head as he held her in place for a moment. "Ah, perfect fit!"

Somehow, that praise sent a shockwave of pleasure down her body. What was going on?! No time to figure it out. No need to. She'd just be done with this and go back to her life. His life. Or was it her life? Throb! It didn't matter.

Almost instinctively, she began grabbing at the base, moving her head back a bit before starting to bob it; her tongue shyly pressing against the underside of that big shaft. She felt so warm.

Zap!

A jolt of electricity shocked her body, making her whine and jump in place. Well, she would've, anyway, hadn't it been for the firm hand holding her in place. What just happened?! She felt something warm oozing onto her tongue. Something gooey.

Oh god... It was precum.

"O-oh! Sorry about that! Carry on!" The reptile spoke cheerfully, casually patting her head as his cock throbbed against her mouth. "Nice and slow. Good girl." He sighed in pure bliss, watching the curvy renamon awkwardly sucking him off. Quite the catch indeed.

As she tried her best to get him to cum, she tried everything she had seen in porn before. Bobbing her head, swirling her tongue, caressing the sack... It all came... natural to her. It was humiliating, but she just wanted to be done with it. Suddenly, however, she felt another one of his paws resting on her head, grabbing it, as the reptile shifted a bit.

Thrust! Glck!

With his hands gripping the renamon's head tightly, the guilmon started to happily facefuck the poor thing; her face smushed against his crotch as he thrusted into her.

"Alright, so!" he spoke cheerfully, watching those terrified blue eyes looking up at him. "You see! Digimon are, ngh! Digital creatures, yeah? Made of data! A-ah!" Deep thrusts. Deep, powerful thrusts. She could barely breathe; her nostrils filled by the reptile's masculine scent.

"So when one appears into our world, this data can only remain for an ah-ah! An hour or so! After that, they're returned to where they came from!"

The renamon froze for a bit as she heard those words. Her shock would've been more obvious if she hadn't been in the middle of being used as a fleshlight. Another powerful zap hit her as more precum flooded her mouth; her whole body vibrating.

"But! If that data is corrupted, it can't go back! And the digimon is a-ahn! Is claimed!" The reptile spoke happily; his sack smacking the renamon's face noisily with every thrust as he felt his orbs churning.

The renamon started panicking then, realizing what was going on. She had been tricked. She tried to pull away with all of her might, but from her position and with her body still weak, she didn't stand a chance. The guilmon was just using her as a toy; his fat shaft forcing itself into her maw again and again, prodding at her throat every now and then.

"Here... mhph! We go!"

And with that, the guilmon gave one last, powerful thrust, collapsing on top of the renamon. She fell back onto the ground, the massive reptile's crotch smushing the back of her head against the grass, thighs pressing against her cheeks as he pounded the warm, fleshy mouth.

Splurt!

Her whole body shook and trembled as the warm, gooey substance was shot directly down her gullet, electricity running through her as her data was corrupted and overwritten by the more powerful creature's. Her limbs shot up and wriggled frantically, but she couldn't get him off of her face. He just sighed happily, staying buried within her throat, emptying his heavy sack inside of his new toy.

Ropes and ropes of the warm, thick cum kept being shot into her; each one making her squirm and shudder as her body reacted violently to it. Eventually, as the guilmon's tummy covered her snout, she started to pass out from lack of oxygen. She tried to hit him, to push him off, but she couldn't. She was... going to...

Shlrp! Splurt!

As if he knew she was close to passing out, the guilmon pulled his hips upwards, and pulled out of the poor renamon's mouth; a few more drops of cum landing on the poor creature's face. It was almost burning.

"Aaaand mine. Sweet!" The guilmon whined happily and collapsed onto his back, exhausted. With his hands on his chest he looked up at the sky; his still-erect shaft flopping wetly onto his stomach as he panted, eyes glancing at the fox next to where he was laying.

Finally free, the renamon jolted to life, some of the reptile's seed pouring out of her mouth as she got on her knees and elbows, panting and coughing. She managed to spit some of it out of her, but the incredibly warm substance was definitely inside of her. "YOU MOTHERF-"

"Oh, and the best part?" The reptile ignored her completely, interrupting her, and then happily lifting his body a bit and resting on his elbows. He looked at her with a wide grin, one of his claws moving to point at his cum-coated cock, still oozing pre onto his stomach. "Clean this."

The renamon's ears perked.

W_as that an order? An order from her tamer?_

As she wiped her lips with her forearm, she stopped in place, as if frozen for a second.

"W-wha..."

That was all she was able to say. Her body immediately started moving on its own, quickly scuttling towards the reptile and needily glomping the leaking shaft. She quickly put it back in her mouth; her eyes opening wide in disbelief at what was going on. That salty taste flooded her mouth as her tongue gave the fleshy cock a tongue bath.

What was going on!? Why was she doing this!? She tried to stop, but her body didn't answer to her. It answered to him. She swallowed the salty, warm mess.

The guilmon grinned deviously; one of his hands patting the fox's head.

"You'll make a fine pet."