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This vignette was written for a patreon as part of my themed Patreon request day for February 2020. This month's theme was "discount candy!" and the story contains M/F sex between consenting adults, and food related growth/hyper play. :3

Deliciously Digi-Modified

"Hey, Renamon? What's this?"

The fox digimon froze perfectly in the midst of swinging her leg up for a powerful kick at the training dummy in front of her. With her leg lifted so high, she knew that as Guilmon wandered into the clearing he had a perfect view of her pussy, but even with that fact in mind she only lowered her leg slowly, watching his eyes follow her nether regions utterly unabashedly while she did so.

"First of all, I've told you not to sneak up on me while I'm training. What if I'd been mid-way through a real attack rather than just practicing some hand-to-hand moves?"

She chided the digimon, but sighed and chuckled as Guilmon just looked down at his feet, then back up at her with a shrug.

"Was I sneaking? I didn't mean to. I was just walking. Should I do it louder?"

He stomped loudly, purposefully towards her, for a moment maintaining the illusion of his formerly rather innocent and utterly unaware self to perfection before his muzzle cracked into a smirk, and he chuckled warmly as he approached the playfully glaring form of Renamon.

"Sorry, I really did think you'd be able to hear me coming. But seriously though, I wanted to ask if you'd brought this over here. I found it just sitting out in the jungle, and it looks more like it's from the human world than ours."

Pointing with one hand to the object resting flat upon the palm of his other clawed paw, the dino-like digimon held it out as Renamon actually started to pay attention to the object her friend was carrying. It looked like a cardboard box. Sort of like a pizza box in shape and size, only able to be lifted off entirely at the top rather than folding open at one edge. She didn't recognise the writing upon it, definitely not any form of Japanese script she knew and not any coding language either. But, she did recognise the pictures. Her stomach gurgled, and without saying a word to Guilmon she placed her hands on either side of the box's lid and lifted it off to see if the pictures really did suggest what was inside.

"Ah!"

Guilmon croaked happily as the lid was pulled away, and both he and Renamon found themselves staring in at a tray of deliciously shiny looking chocolates in an array of shapes and colours.

"Candy!"

He cried giddily, grinning up at the other digimon.

"Do you think it was a gift from Takatomon and Rika?"

Renamon frowned. She wanted to hope so. But, if Takato and Rika or any of the digidestined had figured out a way to access the digital world with any sort of consistency once again, surely they would be the ones visiting. And, if this was some sort of early test of that theory, wouldn't they at least have left some sort of note? The fox digimon looked up, ready to tell Guilmon that as tempting as the chocolates looked they should probably be careful in case it was some sort of illusion or they were some sort of trick placed to trap or weaken them by some evil digimon. She never had the chance though, for no sooner had she looked up, she saw Guilmon already pulling a chocolate out of the box between his clawed fingertips, and tossing it hungrily back into his open, eagerly waiting maw faster than even her lightning-sharp reflexes could react.

She stared at the other digimon as he bit down on the candy, and immediately his eyes widened. His whole body began to shake. He started dancing seemingly uncontrollably from foot to foot as though he had to use the bathroom or the ground beneath him had suddenly grown boiling hot, and just as Renamon was about to ask him what was wrong, he let loose an almighty, joyous cry.

"Mint chocolate!! I love mint chocol-a-aaah..."

Renamon began to relax, sagging in relief and amusement, and beaming in delight as she realised that if the candies were safe to eat, that meant she could have some too. In less than a couple of seconds though her caution was replaced by relief, only to be replaced all over again with confusion and curiosity as Guilmon's cry trailed off into a breathy moan, and she watched as without warning he reached down and rubbed at his crotch.

"Guilmon?"

She cleared her throat as though trying to remind him that she was here. Much as he had matured over the years, Guilmon was still more than a little oblivious at times when it came to things like shame and embarrassment, or the rules of what was and wasn't acceptable to do when around other digimon, even his closest friends and allies. This wasn't the first time she had ever caught him masturbating, and she'd gotten so used to him wandering around with an erection that really she didn't even acknowledge it most of the time any more, just as he never acknowledged the way she often showed off her own intimate regions through her various exercises and training regiments. But, never before had the digimon actively started to stroke himself in her presence, going from a state of no visible arousal whatsoever to rubbing his crotch until the slit containing his shaft began to swell, and the digimon's semi-external genitalia began to slip forth readying itself for action.

"Renamon... that was a really, reeeeeeeally tasty candy..."

Guilmon grunted as he rubbed at his crotch faster, clearly seeming to acknowledge that Renamon could see what he was doing as he looked into her eyes, but not stopping or slowing his attempts to stimulate his rapidly stiffening cock. Before long his erection was substantial enough for him to wrap a paw around it rather than rubbing more actively at the scaled slit from which it was emerging. He stopped however, ceasing his self-pleasure if only for a brief while, so that he could use that hand to reach for another candy from the box, and devour it even more hungrily than the first before swiftly returning his paw to his cock.

"Ooh... ohhhh, that one was hazelnut caramel... sweet, rich and... Renamon, I don't remember chocolates being this tasty before. They were delicious, but... they never made me, ah... ahh..."

Renamon's eyes bulged as she watched Guilmon stumble slightly, reaching forward and snatching the box of chocolates from his hand as it began to tip, and staring as Guilmon staggered a few steps back while pumping his cock faster and faster all the while. It wasn't just the urgency of his spontaneous masturbation that shocked the other digimon though, it was her companion's cock itself. It was still growing. Still getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger seemingly with every stroke. She'd seen it at full erection before and knew that Guilmon was already well hung, but this was something more than that. His cock had to be at least a foot long by the time he grunted and wrapped a second paw around it to stroke it with both hands at once. Thick dribbles of pre-cum were oozing and spurting out across the grassy, leaf-litter strewn digital jungle earth, and the digimon's eyes were so glazed over with pleasure that Renamon almost felt jealous over how good it looked like it felt.

"Try one, Renamon..."

Guilmon gurgled as he pumped his still growing cock while he fell backwards onto his rump, not really seeming to care as it meant one less thing to think about, not having to deal with trying to remain standing while he jerked himself to ever more wild and wonderful extremes.

"They taste so good... try one, or... mmhh-haahh... or feed me another, please..."

Renamon's heart raced. She couldn't just do what her friend was saying, in either sense. Could she? She couldn't responsibly let him eat these potentially poisoned candies, made to disable them even if not via more conventional means, without having tried one herself to see if that's really what they were doing. But by the same token, how could she try one herself after seeing what they were doing to Guilmon? How could she leave him defenceless and unprotected if she ate one and the same thing started happening to her... no matter how hot that might have seemed in theory.

Despite the rational worries running through her head though, Renamon felt her footpaws moving her forward towards her panting, grunting, masturbating companion. She watched his head loll back, muzzle hanging open with saliva drooling out one side as he panted and huffed and stroked his now two foot long, thick and throbbing cock with both hands encircled round its girth. With a whimper of despair, feeling herself succumbing to temptation in a way she never had let herself before no matter how lewdly and innocently Guilmon had exposed himself before her in the past, the fox digimon reached down between her legs with one hand as she set the box of chocolates down beside them on the jungle floor. She plucked a chocolate of her own from the box as Guilmon whined in delight and removed one hand from his cock to grasp not just a third chocolate, but three in one clutching handful all at once. He stuffed the chocolates into his muzzle with a giddy roar, and even as Renamon felt the first sweet, vanilla ganache filled treat pass between her lips and onto her tongue she watched a fountain of cum erupt from Guilmon's suddenly even more rapidly growing cock. It swelled to three foot and beyond as it launched cum from its straining length in an obscene geyser, producing far, far more than Guilmon's body could have possibly been capable of and showing no signs of slowing its release as eruption after eruption poured forth alongside Guilmon's haggard, joyous roars.

Renamon was so caught up in watching Guilmon's bliss that it took her a good twenty seconds to realise that her hand was furiously burying two fingers deep in her pussy while a third digit rubbed mercilessly at her clit, throbbing and swollen to the size of a grape, protruding obscenely from her soaking wet loins. When she did start to focus on her own pleasure though, her eyes widened and she let slip a haggard, desperate cry as her fingers reached out and scooped another chocolate from the box. A rich creamy liqueur burst across her palette, and the female digimon shrieked as she felt her clit swell larger and grow ever more receptive to every last touch she could lavish upon it, while her pussy grew hungrier and more desperate to be filled, two fingers no longer even remotely enough to sate her needs no matter how hard and fast she pumped them in and out of herself.

A third chocolate, then a fourth, then two more were devoured by Renamon as Guilmon's cum rained down over them both in its seemingly endless flow, and after that an echoing cry from the two of them combined rang out through the jungle as the fox digimon lunged forward and tackled her bliss-stricken friend to the ground, stuffing her desperately needy pussy with his vast, unstoppably cumming cock and wailing in rapture as her body swallowed it up with absolutely impossible, physics-bending ease.

" Yes!!"

Renamon roared as she began to cum, flooding the lower foot or so of Guilmon's cock and all the scaled flesh upon the other digimon's lap as she bounced wildly upon him, her now grapefruit sized clit dragging back and forth along the upper surface of his shaft and sending her pleasure to vastly greater heights, doubling and tripling the intensity of her climax with what felt like each and every passing second. She could still feel Guilmon cumming, his seed flooding her pleasure-hungry form inside and out, their juices gushing out between them and starting to form a large puddle in which they were writhing and grunting. Even then though, they still craved more. Even as they pressed their bodies together and fucked for all they were worth, they still found each of their hands closest to the chocolate box blindly reaching out to grasp more with which to feed either themselves or one another as soon as their muzzles were free of the last delicious, rapture-inducing bite.

The two digimon still had no clue where these chocolate treats had come from, or how they possessed the ability to modify their digital forms to such obscene extremes as they were. But as they moaned and grunted and howled and fucked one another on and on with no sign of the pleasure diminishing in the slightest, only growing stronger the more they fucked and the more they ate, neither Guilmon nor even Renamon's normally sharp and tactical mind could bring themselves to care.

Whoever these treats were from, whatever their purpose, they were glad that they'd found their way to them. And whatever the cost, if there even was one to be paid, neither digimon intended to stop for anything until every last chocolate had been devoured, and until their wild, pleasure-crazed bodies could neither give, nor take any more.

By Jeeves

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