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The system clock read 20:32 when a pair of Digimon arrived. One of them, an elongated rabbit creature with purple fur, held the firewall open for his friend as they stepped into a featureless black void. "I found it the other day," he said excitedly. "Pretty cool, right? Nobody uses this place anymore, but the servers are still up. I think we're in part of a data center that someone forgot about."

A slender fox Digimon stepped through the hole in the security layer. Renamon had never been this far from the Digital World mainland before. "You're sure this is safe?" she asked. "What if the server is decommissioned with us still inside?"

"Relax," Taromon said. He zipped the firewall up behind them and put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "This place has been active for at least half a decade of IRL time. I don't think it's going anywhere anytime soon. Besides, we're not going far." He stepped forward and called up a virtual terminal. The translucent screen floated in front of him awaiting his commands.

Renamon watched him type with great interest. "I will admit that it has plenty of room," she said. "I still don't understand what you were so excited about. It just seems like an empty server to me."

Taromon looked wounded. "Have a little faith, Ren. All we need is some imagination. I curbed a ton of assets from a game design company yesterday. Check this out."

A beautiful beach exploded from the terminal window, extending as far as the eye could see in every direction. With it came a rush of heat and salty air that ruffled Renamon's luxurious fur. "How did you do that?" she demanded. Her toes flexed in the sand to test it. "This feels so real!"

"It is real!" Taromon said. "Well, real enough for us. Humans have gotten really good at making virtual worlds lately." He flopped down in the sand and splayed all six limbs out to soak up the sun. "Isn't this cool? We can build whatever we want here. Heck, we never have to leave! If we do need to relocate for some reason, we'll just copy the data and take it with us to another empty server somewhere."

Renamon sat down next to him and looked out at the ocean. "This is quite the discovery. I wasn't aware that admin access could be granted to a Digimon."

Taromon shrugged. "It's not easy. I had to work really hard, but eventually I figured out how to work a human OS." The two of them watched as the sun gradually sank lower in the sky.

Eventually Renamon spoke up again. "Thank you for showing me this, Taromon."

"My pleasure." The rabbit rubbed his nose and sat up in the sand. "You're pretty much the only Digimon that bothers with a wimp like me, so I'm glad I could take you along." He pulled up the terminal window once more and grinned at her. "Want to see what else we can make?"

For a long time the two Digimon flipped between different settings. They cycled through countless environments, created a few basic structures to experiment, and even messed with the physics engine a bit. "Are we mere objects like these towers?" Renamon asked after a while. They were sitting on a grassy hillside, watching a rickety stack of wooden blocks several hundred feet high. They had tried to build a house, but got bored halfway through.

"We count as objects in the system," Taromon said. "I can even pull up our source code. See?" He held up the terminal, showing Renamon a screen describing her physical form.

The fox Digimon shook her head. "That isn't what I mean. I just sometimes feel...insubstantial. Cut off from everything." She watched sadly as the wind toppled the tower, the colossal blocks crashing into the ground hard enough to shake it.

Taromon felt guilty for his answer. He knew that his friend got a little moody when she got philosophical, and that he'd answered thoughtlessly. "Doesn't make us the same as a hunk of wood," he pointed out. "Just because we interact with the system doesn't mean we're limited by it. If I wanted to, I could do all kinds of things to us. I could make us taller or shorter, fatter or skinnier. I could even change our colors and voices. It still wouldn't change who we are." He held Renamon's hand and offered her a comforting smile. "We're more than just a list of settings, just like biological creatures are more than blobs of flesh. Digimon have as many lines of code as humans have cells, you know."

The dismal air felt a bit less so after that. "I suppose you're right," Renamon said. "Thank you, Taromon. That does make me feel a little better." She glanced down at the terminal and read through some of its many settings. Most of it was fairly bland and didn't look useful, but one thing caught her eye. "What does..._nisfwuh_mean?"

The rabbit frowned. "Come again?"

"Nisfwuh." Renamon pointed to a small checkbox at the bottom of the screen. "N-S-F-W. I've never heard of that before. Everything else seems self-explanatory.

Taromon rubbed his chin. "I don't think I've ever seen this option either. Maybe it's because we're in a private server right now instead of the Digital World. Do you want to see what it does?"

Renamon shrugged. "As long as you can turn it off again."

"Sure, shouldn't be a problem. I'll save your shape as the default just in case. Ready?" Taromon tapped the screen, checking the box and causing his friend to let out a loud gasp. Her body changed in ways that neither of them expected. "Uh oh," he said. "I don't know what a nisfwuh is, but I think I know what it does."

Renamon glared at him. "Would you care to explain yourself?" She hefted her breasts, looking down at them with a mix of frustration and curiosity. "This is ridiculous. Why am I so bulbous all of a sudden?" She rubbed her legs together, acutely aware of another change that had taken place between them. "There's a hole in me!"

"You've got sex organs now," Taromon said. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't think this was going to happen. Want me to turn them off?" He watched his friend stand up and walk around, testing out her altered body to see how it felt. She was beautiful in ways that Digimon weren't built to appreciate, but he admired her all the same. His time in the unregulated parts of the internet had taught him a few things about human reproduction.

"This doesn't feel so bad," she admitted after a while. Renamon ran her paws down her sides, feeling the wider swell of her hips and rump. There was an unusual fluttering sensation in her stomach, not unlike the anxiety she often felt before a fight. "Do biological creatures enjoy this sort of thing?"

Taromon nodded. "Yeah. There are whole websites dedicated to it. They call it porn. Are you sure you're okay? You're blushing."

Renamon bounced up and down experimentally, watching her breasts jiggle. "How very strange. These would obviously be liabilities in battle, and yet...I think that I enjoy having them." She glanced at her friend, who was desperately trying not to stare. "Have you ever tried this before?"

"I haven't," Taromon admitted. "I'm not a very adventurous Digimon. Besides, I'm quite happy with my body the way that it is."

"Are you sure?" Renamon sat down next to him and leaned forward to show off her cleavage. "You might enjoy it. Remember what you said when we tried simulating human food?"

Taromon grudgingly pulled up his own source code on the terminal. "Don't knock it until you've tried it," he grumbled. "I suppose you're right. Does the change hurt?"

Renamon shook her head, and he reluctantly tapped on the NSFW box. A check mark appeared, and Taromon gasped as something else appeared between his legs. He shifted his long body to get a good look at it, watching as the soft shaft slowly filled with blood. "That's a bit unnerving. I'm not sure what to do now. Humans use these to make other humans, but we're not capable of that."

"Having a young human to take care of would be a bother anyway," Renamon said. "Why don't we just stay like this a while? It feels nice."

Using the terminal, Taromon summoned a beautiful sunset. He and Renamon leaned against each other, enjoying their new feelings as the world was blanketed in warm colors. "This was a good day," he said after a long time. "Renamon, do you mind if I try something? It's another thing that humans do." She looked up at him with black-and-blue eyes, saying nothing. A small nod was enough.

Taromon leaned down and pressed his lips against Renamon's. He'd heard of humans kissing at moments like these, and knew that it was a sign of deep affection. They had been friends for years, relying on one another to make it in a world that was far too dangerous for loner Digimon to survive. She kissed back, and his digital heart sang with joy. "I enjoyed that," she murmured when he pulled away.

"So did I." The rabbit coughed, suddenly aware that his new organ was reacting to the kiss. "I-I don't really know how to handle what's happening to me right now."

"I can tell." Renamon kissed him again, deeper this time and with a hint of tongue. "I love you, you silly Digimon."

The ache between his legs was getting hard to ignore. "Want to try having sex?" Taromon asked. "Humans seem to think it feels really nice, and we've got the equipment to do it now."

"I'm not sure how." Renamon blushed and looked down at her friend's cock, keenly aware that it was so hard because of her. "Could you teach me? You've watched them do it a lot, right?"

Taromon grimaced. "No need to make me sound so creepy," he grumbled. "They put this stuff up on the internet all the time. As in, like,constantly. Sometimes I wonder if they ever use the internet for anything else." He stood up and stretched, his back arched like a giant house cat. "So, first humans do something called foreplay. It's supposed to feel nice and get you in the mood."

"How do we foreplay?" Renamon asked. Her friend just grinned and handed her the terminal window. "What's this for?"

"Use it however you want," Taromon said. "Change the scene, or my body if you want. Just don't go crazy."

Renamon watched as the bunnymon knelt down at her feet. "Change...you?" She looked over Taromon's settings, wondering what she was meant to do to him. What was a Digimon meant to find sexually attractive? She scanned through a long list of different fetishes, completely unfamiliar with most of them. Finally she settled on a word she recognized: "paw".

Nothing changed. "I've always had that one," Taromon admitted. His cheeks burned, and he tried not to look at Renamon's knowing smile. "Don't turn it off, though. You might like this." The bunny gripped her left foot and starting to massage it. He was fascinated with the shape of her paws and the pads beneath them. They proved to be sensitive, so he was careful not to tickle her.

"Oh my. That does feel nice," Renamon murmured. Her paw twitched in Taromon's grip, and she giggled as he kissed one of her toes. "I see. This...this is foreplay?"

Taromon nodded. "One type of foreplay, yes. There are a lot of different kinds. This is one of my favorites." He slowly ran his tongue over the sensitive pads, his humid breath slipping between her toes. "I've wanted to do this for a really long time, Ren."

Renamon wiggled her toes, grinning as Taromon wrapped his lips around them. "I'm glad you enjoy it," she purred. His hands were firm, but gentle in the way that they handled her. She'd never had anyone take care of her like this, but found it very relaxing. While the bunny worked, Ren browsed through some other settings until she found her friend's body dimension sliders.

For a few minutes Taromon's body was in a constant state of flux. First his ears shot upward as Renamon tested the limits of one slider, flopping down to blanket almost ten square feet of grass. "Sorry," she said, quickly restoring them to their original size. "I'll be more careful." Her fingers brushed across the screen, adjusting her partner's body to her liking.

The end results were not what Taromon expected. Renamon gave him a generous backside, and a soft stomach with a bit of pudge to it. His cock grew longer and thicker, causing him to moan as it rubbed against his belly. The balls changed next, ballooning out to the size of small watermelons.

Now that she'd finished with it, Renamon set the terminal aside and watched as her friend took care of her. "You're full of surprises," he murmured, nibbling playfully at her heel. "You could make me look like anything, and you decide to make me chubby?"

Renamon pulled her foot away. "Shut up," she said. "I want you to be good at cuddling afterward. Can you lie on your back for me? I really want to find out what sex is like now."

"Sounds great to me!" Taromon rolled over, baring his underbelly and letting his friend climb on top of him. "You really made me huge down there, Ren. Are you sure this is going to work?"

Renamon nodded eagerly. "I made sure that I could handle it. You...you can change me too, Taromon. I don't mind." She leaned forward, taking a moment to hug the rabbit's soft body. Seeing the way she looked at him gave Taromon butterflies in his stomach. "This feels nice. I've always wondered if you were as soft as you looked."

Taromon smiled and reached for the virtual terminal with shaking paws. He pulled up Renamon's body parameters and tried to control himself, remembering what she'd done to his ears by mistake. He didn't want to suddenly be crushed by a Renamon-colored blimp, after all. He started with her breasts, gradually enlarging them while she watched with obvious excitement. "I don't know what these are for," Renamon said, "but I'm glad I don't have to carry them around all the time."

"That would get tiresome," Taromon agreed. He made her much taller next, and added a lot of volume to her hips. Renamon's ass swelled, growing round and bouncy. She wouldn't be able to walk without jiggling back there anymore. Her thighs were already perfect, so he left those alone. Next he added a tiny bit of eye shadow to her face and a pair of classy high heeled shoes. In his opinion she was already beautiful, but his new organs responded even better to this new shape.

Renamon's gloved paws stroked his cock as she lifted herself off of him. She carefully positioned it so that he was pressed right up against her pussy, then offered him a nervous smile. "Ready?" she asked. "D-Don't change anything down there for now, okay? I want to get used to this first." She lowered herself down, grunting in surprise as the tip spread her open. "W-Wow, this...this feels very strange!"

"Is it supposed to be this tight?" Taromon wondered. He watched as Renamon's shapely legs bent more, lowering her down until the fox's soft ass was pressing against his balls. She didn't look very comfortable, and he honestly felt bad for her. The friction between them had been nice at first, but he could tell it would hurt if they tried to do anything besides sit still. "Do you want to look for something that can help? I don't think it's supposed to feel this way."

"I certainly hope not," Renamon murmured. She placed one hand on her belly while looking through the terminal's options. She could feel Taromon's cock inside her, a hard mass that throbbed in time with his heartbeat. Had she made him too big after all?

After a moment Renamon found what she was looking for. "Lubrication," she said. "That should help, right? I'll just turn that up a bi-AAAH!" She doubled over, holding her stomach as something hot and thick shot from the end of Taromon's shaft. Soon clear liquid was leaking from between them, dribbling down his balls and onto the grass.

When she tried to move, Renamon let out a pleased sigh. "That's soooo much better. Taromon, what is this stuff?"

"No idea," he answered. "But it feels good to pump it out."

Renamon began to rise and fall on his lap. Both of them moaned and shivered, overcome by sensations they'd never felt before. The slippery gliding of bare flesh against flesh was entrancing, and it quickly became clear why humans were so obsessed with it.

Marvelous as it felt, Renamon grew tired quickly. It was hard to blame her, since bouncing like that had to be murder on her knees. Taromon took a turn on top, and had a much easier time than his friend. She only had to hold onto his midsection while he bucked his hips. On a whim the bunny Digimon changed the setting to something more comfortable for both of them. He selected a bedroom with a comfortable bed, which made the next few positions much easier.

Hour by hour, the two Digimon explored the ins and outs of sex. They experimented with different positions, covering everything from doggy style to reverse cowgirl. Taromon had once heard of a book that described every possible way for humans to mate, and he made a mental note to track down a digital copy so that they could learn from the best.

The first orgasm was a bit scary. Taromon had a general idea of what to expect when he felt his body approaching a release of some kind, but the actual feeling of climaxing inside his partner defied description. He cried out and bucked his hips wildly, filling Renamon's new womb with more 'data' than either of them could process.

Soon Taromon figured out what a refractory period was and turned it off. They were insatiable, and only stopped when neither of them could muster up the strength to move at all. The rabbit lay where he had collapsed, his head nestled in Renamon's soft mane. "I can't feel my back legs," he mumbled. "Worth it."

Renamon nodded in agreement. "Very worth it. Thank you for showing me this, Taromon."

The bunny looked up at her with a bemused smile. "You're the one that wanted to try it. We're doing this again soon, right?"

"I hope so." Renamon gently scratched her friend between his ears, giggling as it made his hind leg kick. "I think this is going to be a very nice home for us from now on."