Bully 2
Bully 2Three weeks had passed since that morning, and the dent was still there on the wall. Veemon had managed to avoid going to school for a couple days, he faked the flu, he reached into his mom's medicine cabinet and took whatever pills he could find to make himself throw up, but in the end, it was all futile. He would have to return to school, he would be forced to confess what he allowed to happen to him, and in his young mind, he thought that maybe it would be better for him if it just...never happened.Each day that passed, the pain from that day when Gargomon had stalked him to the boy's bathroom, it slowly slid from his memory - there had been no sign of Gargomon since that day. Had someone called the principal? The cops? He didn't know what had happened to him and didn't want to know - there was no way that he could tell his parents what had happened to him, there is no way that they could know their son had been defiled by that...thing. Gargomon was gone and that was all that mattered. Maybe he had been shipped off to juvi, or ooh, even killed? No no, best not to think about it.just go back to being a normal boy.
He stared down at the paper in front of him, a dark cloud of frustration seeping into his mind. He wasn't worried about the filth that had once covered him, the monstrous beast-boy who was over him and pummeled on him for nearly an hour, no - he was more worried about the cosine of a 45 degree angle. Was it .53 or was it .45? He reached up to grab his pencil, thought, and then put it back down again. It's .53. He reached up for his pencil once more, and looked up. Still 20 minutes left to go..hrm. Let's go with .53 and move on from there, he thought. He put his pencil to the paper, and found it surrounded by fat, stubby white fingers, and couldn't bring himself to look up. 'He' was here.Vee mentally gulped as he saw the thick, sausage like hand of the one who had violated him, his eye twitching slowly as he brought his head slowly upward, fear keeping him from making a peep and anger keeping him from fleeing the scene, though the face of his tormentor didn't hold the usual disgust and hatred he had shown so often to the younger Vee. Gargomon plucked the pencil slowly from the very small in comparison boy's hands and then carved into the edge of the desk, his other hand covering it in almost a childish manner. Gargomon's ears, long and body length, covering his hands as well so Veemon couldn't see a
thing. He finished carving, grabbed the test, and pulled it over his scrawl. He then stood up and left the room without saying a word, Veemon unable to even look up as he does. Why hadn't the teacher stopped him? Why would the other classmates just stare at him? Not..not a word?
He went back to staring at his paper, his hands shaking. What was he even looking at? A math test..nothing to think about..nothing at all..His hands couldn't stop shaking, he didn't want to look at what that monster had wrote. He wouldn't allow him to control him like this..Tears welled in the boy's eyes as he began to slowly peel the paper back, but quickly stopped himself. No. He would finish the test, hand it in, and get home. Gargomon had no control over him. No. No..He reached over and snatched the paper, staring down at what it read."U ME AFTR SCHOOL". His heart stopped.He felt as though all the blood out of his brain in terror - he wasn't done with him.Veemon stood right up and left the test on the table, he didn't want to be in the school any longer and wasn't going to wait to be picked off. He walked towards the door, leaving the other students who were staring at him in awe as the boy shuffled out of the room with a deep pink blush, so embarrassed about having to leave, run like a coward, at the school in front of all his classmates out of fear. He pulled on the doorknob, and opened the door, and began to walk faster as he walked through the doorway, picking up the pace as he began to jog and then flat our ran through the hall, turning right at the first turn, past the library, and then into the large, fat boy known as Gargomon. He ran smack into the boy, falling to the ground, feeling as if he hit a brick wall.
"Hay there, lil' Veemon" The Gargomon said smiling a bit as he watched the Vee fall to the ground. "Lehme help yu up" he slurred, putting out his chubby, greasy digits.Veemon only scooted back in fear, recoiling at the sight of the one that destroyed his childhood less than a month ago. "G-get away from me!!!" he screamed at a school appropriate level, his natural instinct to "keep it down" overriding his fear to scream at the top of his lungs."Shush up now - I ain't gunna hurt yuh" Gargomon swung his paws around and gave the scout's honor, his belly twisting as he moved around, the weight separating the movements of it from the rest of the body parts. "Listn, I'm trying to make it up to yu" Veemon just shook his head in fear, panting softly as he tried to stare forward, tried to keep from looking
up."LOOK AT ME, yu little shi..No, I'm gunna be calm... look, my pa told me..my pa told.. that I got'a cleam up my act, and I suppose'n he's right, I shnn't be beating you up, and I defly shuldn't be takin your lunch muney."
Veemon just smiled nervously back, trying to pay attention to the wall, sniffling as he got ready to bawl, sniffing back the tears.. hoping that he couldn't hear his heart pounding at a hundred miles a minute. No mention of the horrible life crushing HELL that he put him through? Fine..Fine..he'd play his game, just smile and get ready to run.."Oh please, p-please..I don't want any trouble..it's fine..I can tell you didn't mean it..." He stared at the wall though, couldn't even make eye contact with the beast. Gargomon slammed his fist against the wall violently, slamming a hole in the dry wall, growling viciously at the tiny 4 foot digimon, freezing him in fear. "Yuu look at me when I talk to yuu, boy! I'm tryin to make things ri, and yore goin to accept em, you get meh?"Veemon nodded his head frantically, gulping as tears rolled down his face. "Yur gonna come to my house tunight - n' i promise yull be safe..papa wuld kill me if I embrass'd him again....so dunt noshow! he growled and walked over to the Veemon, grabbing his hand roughly and shaking it up and down. "Scouts honor, boy."
Veemon sat on the floor shaking and crying silently, trying to hold back the noise, sobbing while he held his hand to his mouth, before he couldn't hold it in any longer, and began to bawl. He sat there for 15 minutes.---He would be crazy to go to this boy's trailer, he would be so fucking crazy to go to this boy's house. He was asking to be to be raped and tortured again..he was asking to be killed? Who knows..the place that he should be was anywhere other than where he was right now, standing on a door stoop, looking into that Gargomon's eyes, a cold chill running down his spine, as the much larger, 7 foot Gargomon stood behind him, wearing a cheap pair of jeans and construction shirt, the stain of mustard on his shirt, with short, stubbly beard. "C'mun in, boy" Like father like son.He looked around the doorway of the trailer which looked pretty ordinary from the outside, but once inside, the smell of garbage filled his nose, the house was like a frat boy's worst nightmare: pizza boxes all over the place, a large flat screen tv
covered in trash, movies and bowls of cereal, there were newspapers all over the ground, some white, some crinkled up, some looking like some animal had had an accident on them and beer bottles, everywhere. He followed the family to the table, the father pushing some papers on the table to the floor, motioning for the boy to take a seat.
The father grabbed a bowl out of the sink, ran it under the water for a second and tossed it back at the veemon, the boy catching it nervously. He hummed softly as he grabbed a glass out of the sink and then another bowl, and puts them down on the table. He reached into the fridge, grabbed some milk as the Vee stood next to a seat nervously, not sure if he should sit or wait, Gargomon standing nearby, the stink of him far outweighing the overall musk of the trailer. The Daddy Gargomon then grabbed a bag of store brand cheerios, and dumped them into the two bowls on the table, and then put the rest in the glass, and then filling them to the brim with milk. He now had two bowls of cheerios, and one glass full of cheerios. He slammed the glass in front of his son, growling. "For you."Gargomon didn't like it when people talked down to him, and he was still dumb enough to think it was a good idea to talk back, despite all the things he had done to him over the years, and ever since he was just going into High School the other...things he had been doing to him. But he fought back anyway, because his father also taught him to be strong,dominant, and force to reckon with. He just wished his father could control his temper and vices... "W-whut's that shit fer, pops? Where's my fuk'n bowl?"
In an instant, the father's fist flew across the table, knocking a big fat set of knuckles across the boy's cheek, the boy fell to the trailer floor, blushing in a way Veemon had never seen before in his life, panting angrily. "That's for getting suspended!" So someone did find out...oh god...he was so dead... "That's for fuckin' throw'n GOD DAMN FOOD IN THE FUCKING LUNCHROOM YOU SNOT..." he was incensed "I -heard- about the shit you threw at Veemon from the princpl' and I thought you'd fuck'n get some sense in you. The father grabbed the glass of milk and threw it at the wall, the glass shattering over the Gargomon's head, milk and oats splashing over his fur. "Go to your GODDAMN ROOM NOW!"Veemon shivered in silence as his father took a seat as the boy stormed off, as the father began to talk sports to the boy. He began to talk about one sports team, and then another, pausing every five minutes to stare at the TV or to refill his bowl, never really giving Veemon a chance to say anything, and for that he was grateful. Daddy Gargomon finished his meal, and rolled his eyes, realizing
he was entertaining some nerd boy who wasn't even getting what he was talking about. "OK! Time fur work for me..You kids play nice, y'hear?" The father nodded, grabbing his coat and stepping out the trailer door, getting ready to go the bar, as he left Veemon in the trailer alone with the steaming Gargomon.
Veemon shuffled nervously towards the room of Gargomon, shivering as he looked at the door. Was he supposed to sleep over? Should he go in? He just wanted to run. But he needed closure...maybe Gargomon wouldn't hurt him again. He knocked on the door, shivering as he stepped in a puddle of some kind of wet, cold iquid, shaking disgustedly and keeping his eyes on the door, too repulsed to even see what it was. "C-Can I come in?The door creaked open, and the Gargomon stared daggers into the Veemon's eyes as he came in contact with the Veemon, growling. Veemon thought to run but was frozen in fear as the beast charged at him, grabbing his arm and planting him on the floor, putting him into in armbar submission crossface "You little bitch - submit!" At first Veemon thought that maybe Gargomon was just fooling around, being rough becuase that's how he shows friendliness, but the way his arm was being pulled up out of his socket said differently, the veemon tapping out furiously. "I give...I give!"While caught in the arm-bar, Veemon was forced to come face to pit of the Gargmon who was trying to take out the anger of being embarrassed by his father, and as he felt his muscles bend, his tongue hung out involuntarily in pain, sploshing onto the fat, greasy pit. Gargomon moaned and his cock twitched as the whore confirmed what he had known the past three weeks. That Veemon had loved it and wanted more. And if this faggot wanted a dick to suck while he beat the tar out of him with his WWE skills, then so be it!
Gargomon took that green light signal, along with the departure of his father as time to finish what he started, gettin off the arm of Veemon and slamming the door behind him and locking the door, dragging the veemon to his bed, before peeling the wet t-shirt off his fat chest. " Been waitin' for this moment fur months now whore..gun give you the worst beating of your whole damn life...imma make daddy real proud of me." Gargomon then slid his husky pants down over his ankles, the chubby digimon sitting on a stained white pair of whitey tighties, stained on both ends, with a nasty looking streak down the back , and the scent of piss and yellowed crust in the front. "Dun wurry - I alwayz use the tuhlet for #2 ...Daddy told me it'll make yu sick.""But.."he grabbed the back of veemon's head, picked it up roughly and shoved it into
the piss stained underwear.." This...this..is alright daddy promised" he panted.. "..he said tu meh..'When yuu gotta go yuu gotta go - no sense in wastin' time...'" he said, motioning towards the weeks old yellowed stains surrounding the fabric. Veemon looked down, frozen once again, trying to figure out whether to make a run for it, before a big fat fist came across his face, knocking him to the floor. "Oh...forgot, I cain't be romantic with you, gotta BEAT it into ya, ya fuck'n dweeb!"
From that moment, Veemon was surrounded by darkness as the fist began to slug down onto his face, slamming again and again, over and over into his head, until he just saw black.It was when he opened his eyes that he realized that he couldn't move...he had been strapped to the ends of the bed by belt straps, his body all bruised up, blood streaming down his nostrils, as his face looked like a beat in trash can..he looked around the vile room and realized where he was, and saw that fat, greasy boy standing over in the corner, a long, sharp knife in his hand.Veemon's eyes sprang open as he saw the sharp object in Gargomon's hands and thrashed against the bed, screaming loudly, screaming nothing in particular but just screaming, it was one thing to be raped but..a heavy paw silenced his mouth as it covered his nostrils, Gargomon taking that knife and slowly brought it up to the boy's belt, Veemon realizing that he must have lost his shirt during the ordeal, down to just his school pants and boxers. In one swipe, Veemon, screaming and tears rolling down his cheeks, the belt was ripped through, and Gargomon was able to slide off the pants with ease, revealing a skinny, blue Veemon in tight yellow boxers, with little Mario coin boxes on the front. And then the knife came down across his pelvis - slowly it was placed against the skin, just deep enough that it felt as if were going to break the skin.
Veemon began to shake violently as the knife sat there, Gargomon leaning over the boy, as he slowly began to lower the heavy, sweaty paw, the smell of the beast not even registering to the boy due to the insane level of fear he was in as Gargomon began to speak "Now...yuu...are...going.. to..listen..to me." Gargomon slowly lowered his paws all the way, until he was just two inches from being face to face with the small, dark blue dragon, drool slowly acculumating on his heavy, fat lips, dripping down ever so slowly with a pitter patter onto Veemon's cheek. "I like yuu, but I dun't mind kicking your ass, boy..you undastands?" Veemon shivered, nodding his head nervously as the knife began to sink into his skin, the dragon wincing "Y-yees!""Good. Now then,
sense we had a niiiiiice romaaaantic dinna with my pops, we shoul' git to why you really came here, eh?" Veemon gulped, but didn't say a word. He wished he had, as the chubby beast made a sound so deep, it sounded like a hole was being ripped into the ground, as the beast's snot dropped from his nose down into his throat, hawking the hugest, wettest, thickest loogie he could and in one millisecond, it landed directly on Veemon's face, landing between his eyes and over his nose, the fat yellowed glob slowly drooled down off the tip of his nose and down into his eyes, which he closed tightly, and around the corners of his mouth, the boy panting so viciously in fear that he couldn't help as it slowly began to drain into his throat, far worse of a taste than he previously remembered...like week old vodka, snot, and a greasy kitchen combined.
"Now, yuu came here becuase you knew..yuu knneew we had some unfinished business, din'cha" Gargomon growled, grinning and admiring his work as the snot continued to roll down the shivering, whimpering, crying veemon's face, brushing the boy's hair back gently "I'm gunna go to my box, and get out mah lube...FOR YOU..and then we is gonna finish what we start'd..ok?" Gargomon gives the boy a stiff slap on the face before rolling off the bed, grabbing a thick cardboard box from underneath it, rummaging through the items.Veemon shivered on the bed, tears streaming down his cheeks as he waited to see what Gargomon was going to pull out of the box. His tears mixed with the loogie on his face, making it appear even more rank as it slid down. Leaving a trail of slime, the scent and taste in his mouth piling up under his tongue, Veemon far too afraid to swallow. Gargomon finally turned around and made his way back to Vee, still carying the knife, as well as some sticks and matches in his hands this time.Gargomon slowly took the blade and put it up against the same area it was before and pressed it against the nerdy yellow boxers, and slowly, begin to tear through the boxers. Veemon couldn't scream, and didn't budge and inch as the knife began to rip through the fabric, so relived that he wasn't getting stabbed that he barely noticed that some fat schoolmate was ripping his boxers while he was tied down on a strangers bed. Revealing his small stub of a cock, far too scared to be aroused, the only thing staying still on his shivering body. "How kyoot yer lil' dick yah got ther." Gargomon chuckled at how tiny it was, flicking it with his fat stub of a finger, he chuckled again as Veemon shuddered in pain. Setting the knife down out of the way, he began to enjoy the small cock for a moment, rubbing his greasy fingers over it and laughing again at how small it was in comparison to the monster he had. He flicked it again, and again, using
his fat sharp claws and swiping them over the urethra. He was relentless, swiping the thick claw into the urethra again and again - Finally he pulled back and stopped working on the boy, his cock finally showing some signs of enjoyment, slowly hardening due to the attention.
Gargomon laughed heartily, giving the boy a slap with his big fat paws upon his blue sac, as the cock reached it's full length. "I knew it boy! 'Er just a lil' faggot ain't yah, look it how much you're lovin' eet here!" Veemon groaned out in pain and extreme humilation, his body thrashing in some false hope to escape, which only lead to another slap to his balls before he calmed down, his tears still doing nothing to wash the loogie away, despite the amount he was crying. Gargomon then took one of the sticks in his head, bringin it up to his nose and giving a smell. "Dese are those...ins..inceeeste sticks. Pop uses em to make sure our house smeeels all purdy like...only probleem is I lost deh stand for 'em. You mind holdin' onto 'eeem for me?" He grinned wide, taking the cock he had previously been teasing so gently into a vice like grip, keeping it perfectly still. "Don't yuu think it's romantic, incennce?" He flashed a toothy grin as he took his claws and slowly spread out the urethra of the boy and pushed the bottom of the incense stick into the pisslit, Veemon thrashing and whimpering loudly as it began to scrape into the slit, roughly scraping against the flesh, digging in deep.
The pain would have been bad enough even if he were staying still, but with all the thrashing Gargomon was having a hard time getting it lined up with his cockslit, but a few good stiff slaps and a punch to the sac stopped Vee from screaming, at least he was still now, just loudly sniffling and biting his now greasy lips. Gargomon knew what it was like to have a whiny kid, and took advantage of the silence to jam the insence stick the boy's urethra, pushing it as far down as it would go, and then some. It got down maybe 1/3 of the way before it hit the thick part, where the incense lay, and he continued to push, stretching out the urethra even further. He slapped Vee in the face as he began to yelp in pain. "Quiet faggot, or else..or elese.. Neither of us wants that." . Gargomon took a match out, lighting it against the box, the fwoosh of the match being lit against the box quite terrifying, but not nearly as bad as the fear when he put it against the incense, the stick slowly beginning to burn, soft potpourri filling the dank, dark room.
"Now yous just be good and hold that nice and still like for me, yuh here?" Gargomon growled out as the flame burned, and the scent vanished into the air. The smell was nice, but fleeting, as it did absolutely nothing to cover up any of the smell that was assaulting
veemon from Gargomon's body. His senses still flooded with the scent of garbage, piss, musk, and snot - worst of all was the sweat. Veemon could see the sweaty damp pits on Gargomon matting down his fur, the disgusting, vile stains up and down his chest, and the smell.. It would have been overwhelming if he weren't becoming more and more alarmed to what was happening on his dick as the flames grew bigger and went further down the stick. Soon ashes started dropping from the incense down onto him, a few landing directly on the head of his dick, sizzling as they burnt and went out on the skin, searing the flesh the rest making their way down to burn his sac. He could hardly believe he could still scream and cry, but the pain and fear grew more, as the flames made their way further down the stick slowly, the radiating heat felt on his cock head, making what was previously almost relaxing despite the foreign object, into a deep painful sensation as the top layer of the sensitive skin was burned.
Gargomon hovered over the boy, watching intently as his prey struggled more as time went by and eventually started thrashing again. This time he was ready, and was on Vee in a moment's notice. Straddling the boy's body and sitting the heavy teenage weight down on him, gripping both his arms and holding them down with ease. Vee gagged instantly as soon as the smell hit him again, his eyes watering even more than previously, gagging and choking from the smell of just the filthy piss stained underwear in front of him but it did nothing to take his mind of the pain as the flame was now to his cockhead. He could no longer see the burning flame around the fat gut in front of him, but oh could he feel it, his cock tip now singed and burnt severely, the pain so bad he wish he could just black out. He was forced to come face to crotch with the fat, wet bulge in the undies as Gargomon slowly began to peel the undies away from his skin, Veemon waiting until the flame would just die out. Gargomon just chuckled, watching the boy grimace. "You dun think it's gunna stop, did yah?" He laughed heartily again as the realization hit Veemon, the flame was still traveling down the stick, burning every so slowly; but still making it's way down towards the head. It felt like it was going to go out as it began to burn against the skin of his cock, but it still burned lightly, burning down the base of the stick, the flame moving down in past the tip, scorching every inch of the urethra of the blue dragon. Gargomon placed a nice fat fist inside Veemon's mouth as he moved the underwear past his chubby tank like thights - The flame, now burning inside his cock had smoke rising up through the urethra as it began to scorch and sizzle down through the tip.
Vee tried to scream, but the fat fist planted deep in his throat was too big even for his lungs to break
though. This was too much for his abused body to bare as the flame continued to burn, Gargomon removing the fist when he felt that he wouldn't scream. Vee begged and pleaded for it all to stop, until finally Gargomon shut him up with another loogie, this one streaming down directly from his lips right down into Veemon's screaming throat. He quickly closed his mouth as he gagged, nearly vomiting, but Gargomon took his hand and pinched the boy's cheeks, forcing his lips to purse open while he drooled into the boys mouth, shutting him up while his cock was burned deeper still. It was then that Veemon got yet another look at that monster shaft that had humilated him just three weeks before, looking just as slimy, filthy, cheesy, vile, plump and uncut as ever staring him right in the eyes, as Gargomon lifted his fat belly up and moved back a few inches over the smoking cock and planted his fat dick right between the little shivering blue cheeks of Veemon's ass.
Gargomon relished in the look of fear that grew on Veemon's face. He peeled his excess foreskin back, revealing the nearly white cock head, covered in layers of smegma. The smell flooded the room, the odor somehow overpowering everything else, worse than Vee even remembered. That wasn't enough to take his mind off of what was happening though, he tried to struggle his way out of not only having his cock further burned, but the imminent rape as well. He screamed out again, this time louder than he had before, screaming at the top of his lungs - Gargomon just held him there easily, enjoying the struggles while he slapped his cock between the soft cheeks, no longer caring about the noise - he was going to enjoy this, no matter what. Rubbing his fat slimy cock up and down, pre and a trail of cheese collecting over the boys ass. Gargomon finally getting ready, pressing his cock to the hole, starting to add the slightest amount of pressure. as he put the Monster can thick cock up against the soft, pink puffy hole, trying to push it in without applying any of the aforementioned lube.
And then -there was a knock on the door, Gargomon looked up from the great show he was getting, pissed off as he was watching the boy cry so beautifully as the flame began to work past the head and into the base of the humbled cock - the smile on his face turning into a frown, as his fat, white dick lay between the two soft bubble butt cheeks of Veemon. He was so close..the knocks became louder and louder, and Gargomon took one last look at the beautiful burning incense that was now burning at the tip of the little dragon's cock, ash and burns surrounding the head of the cock, not knowing what would happen when the door finally did open.There was a bang, another bang, and then the door broke off its hinges (and not for the first
time) as Gargomon's father busted into the room, Gargomon looking up pitifully at his larger, 130 lbs heavier father, his fat, chubby, greasy dick inches from that beautiful tailhole he was about to plunge into."WHAT THA FUCK!" Daddy Gargomon was angry - oh, he was pissed as fuck, and it was apparent by the 4" deep hole in the wall he made with his fist "I told yuu to NEVER wake meh up - NEVER!' He stormed into the room and grabbed the back of Gargomon's hair, lifting him up like you would a baby cat, and throwing him to the ground mercilessly. Gargomon's dad panted heavily, trying to calm himself down, while Veemon lay there, trying not to scream as the incense seared into his dick, shaking pitifully. Daddy Gargomon's eyes squinted as he saw the boy being tortured, looking it over before turning around and kicking his son on the ground "You..faggot!" He kicked him again, angrily - growling "You wanna be a cocksucker, you do it in skuul, but not in MY house, faggot!" He punted the boy again, growling..."I'm the father - I told yuu to never tell anyone anythin', haven't I? Yo' gonna get.." He kicks again, this time connecting with his teenage son's balls, Gargomon crying out in a way that would be humorous to Veemon if not for the searing pain he were in. "me..arrested..again!" Gargomon's dad growls angrily, turning to the writhing, whimpering mess that was Veemon. He licked his thumb, unceremoniously stubbing it against the burning incense, putting it out roughly and scraping the seared skin off the dragon's cock, a loud yelp escaping the smaller 'mon as his cock flares in pain.
The obese 'mon grunts as he looked from his son to Veemon, pissed that the antics of the two of them had woken him up. "Figgurs tha little basterd would do this...Boy's never bin right.' he uddered to himself, scratching his copious stomach and revealing a pasty off-white stomach beneath it, a veritable roadmap of stretch marks scarring the Gargomon's stomach. "So...Yuur the new lil' fukkin prettyboy my faggit son is playin with, huh?" the terrifying and obese man grumbled, reaching down to scratch himself through a worn pair of lounging pants, revealing a set of endowments that seemed to dwarf even the torturous gargomon bully"Yew think that Joe is a man?! HUH? YOU THINK THAT FAT FUCK IS A MAN?" The large gargomon began shouting at him at the top of his lungs as veemon was too focused on the fact that his urethra had just been seared shut. "I'm da fuckin man of this
house, and don't yuu ever fucking forgeit it, JOE" He had been chewing a large thick wad of tobacco (as customly he does before bed) and a large thick wet wad of black tar came across veemon's face. "That's what I would have done to Joe if yuu hasn't provoked me, you little shit"
"What the fuck are yuu anyway? You're so fucking puny..." the father took his fist and slammed it down on Veemon's chest, the veemon breathing a deep exhale out as he suddenly lost all of his air, as the big strong man began to beat down on his small chest and nipples. "At least you don't have fuckin C cup tits like my fuck'n son..although boy, are they fun to squeeze..jus like real tittie!"Veemon flinched and took each blow to his chest, and Gargomon slid away to the closet, so relieved that his father was taking it out on his lover than on himself..It was ok, Veemon desirved this anyways..Veemon was on the verge of passing out until he heard the sound of a zipper, and the all too familar musk. But. this was worse.In an instant felt a 250 lb man straddle shoulders, his gigantic ball sac linign his chin as the filthy, smegma covered salami lay across his face, every dermotologists worst nightmare, the skin oddly marred and discoloured from years of nonwashing..the smell was absolutely worse than any nightmare you could imagine, like that of an island of trash. Veemon tried to vomit again, no, he didn't try, he had to, but the second he opened his mouth, daddy Gargomon was there, and he shoved that filthy fat dick head so far down veemon's throat that he couldn't breathe for a good 10 seconds. "That. Is. A Man."
He began to shove his dick down Veemon's throat, the much older man slamming the dick down his throat as he leaned his drunk head against the wall, drooling tar over veemon as he rested drunk. He was getting tired..20 minutes later, he woke up, surprised that he was still hard and still had his dick in some boy that wasn't his son's throat. He couldn't help himself as filthy, putrid streams of urine began to blast through his copious foreskin and smegma and burn down the back of his throat. But once he started, he damn sure wasn't going to stop - he let his fucking cock just let it all out, all that beer, soda and crap from the last night, just getting out of his body and into this wastebasket of a digimon.. The sheer volume of it was starting to fill the exponentially smaller stomach of the dragon, the size and placement of the obese rabbit's cock forcing him to swallow it all.As the older digimon finished up, he was ready to go to sleep and was tired and frankly
embarrassed he got involved getting some stranger to suck his dick, and decided that now would be a good time to "apologize" and get out of the situation before he could get in trouble again. He grabbed Veemon's ear, pulling it roughly and bending it, as he bent down and looked like he was going to whisper into his ear, but instead stood back up and shot a long, thick black shot of spit across that veemon's face into his open eyes and mouth, it was like a Pollock drip painting.He got back down to the boy's ear and whispered, very sternly "Yuu keep this to yourself." and with that he closed the door behind him, leaving half his clothes there as he stumbled to his bedroom.
"Joe", as Veemon learned that Gargomon's name really was, came slithering out from the closet as soon as his father was gone, growing as he saw the mess on Veemon's face. "See? Yuu're already a part of the family.." Gargomon growled, grabbing a dirty sock from the ground and shoving it into Veemon's face, whiping up the tar. "Tobacco is juuss so filthy.."Was he kidding? If Veemon weren't a million miles away on mars, covered in spit, tortured by a family duo of insane garbage dwelling freaks, maybe he would have laughed.Maybe Gargomon would let him go, he tried to relax as he felt the towel wipe the tar off his face and shivered with nervous anticipation..he made it through..he just needed to get out and leave this town forever. He dreamt of going to Neo-Tokyo or even just the next town over, anywhere but here, and as he dreamt that wonderful dream, but he felt something that tore him away from his wonderful little fantasies. He felt a filthy, moist hand grabbing his ears and dragging his face down the gargomon's fatty body, before being buried in the rabbit's fetid groin, the wet and messy cock smearing across his face. "I told yuu that I dun fuck on the first date...this'd be the second. So...get me all nice and wet, and I'll give ya whatchu keep staring at each gym class"the rabbit said, reaching down and smearing his cock across the dragon's thin lips. He whined loudly, but still opened his lips. He knew better at this point than to resist - just give in.
Joe grinned as the veemon let his cock in, sliding the fetid, putrid dong down the veemon's tongue, his smegma slathered, filthy tip brushing against his tonsils. "Come on, slut...Why dun yuu start suckin....Joe laughed, "or else I'll make yu...". Vee whined louder, before closing his eyes and starting to suckle, feeling tiny rivulets of whatever the substance coating the rabbit's cock dripping onto his tongue, the taste and feeling only getting worse as he felt Joe starting to thrust lewdly into his mouth, the chubby cock coating his
whole mouth in what tasted like hell itself.For what seemed an eternity he felt the cock thrusting into him, the rabbit-like mon's balls slapping against his chin. His taste-buds had long since gone numb, and he could just barely feel the cock slamming into the back of his throat. He was almost impressed that he hadn't thrown up yet despite the filthy foreskin that kept swiping against his urethra. And before he could even get used to the horrible treatment, the cock was gone from his throat - had he cum? It sure felt as though he could have with all the filthy fluid that was leaking down into his throat. Maybe it was done..maybe he would be able to survive the night after all..he went back to that day dream once more.It was over - a night of torture and abuse from two of the worst living creatures in the world, but he made it. He was free of the beast and would never have to see that fat, piggish face again.
His eyes popped open as he was greeted by that fat, piggish face of Gargomon staring deep into his soul, whimpering as his cherry suddenly POPPED, as that filthy, sweaty, slimy Gargomon dick ripped past his little pink entrance so quickly and roughly that it was as he came back to life as the cock filled his entire cavity, pushing into his intestines as it sloshed through the boy, the tar on his face suddenly replaced with it's normal resident: a pint of rabbit phlegm.He had no control over his body as the rabbit began to plow into the boy, shoving that oddly shaped foreskin covered tip into the back of his prostate, slamming it again and against, grinding into the bone as the boy tried to avoid eye contact with the beast. He was granted his wish as a fresh wet armpit met his face intsead, the tired rabbit laying his chest over him as he pumped his slimy sausage around in the boy. the veemon having no choice but to lick as he breathed, the salty filth melting into his throat.He humped again and again, furiously slamming into the little frame of Veemon, his cock forcefully rutted in as he sat upwards with Veemon on his dick, allowing him to really push down on the shoulders of the veemon and rut in good as he began to hump much more fervently and violently, latching his lips onto the boys and drooling his filthy stream of spit down his throat, groaning aloud* "Mmgnnn...Ima pregnate..yuu..."
Veemon didn't even flinch, he knew what he meant and although he did not want to now have a load of bunny semen swimming around in his stomach, he knew it would be the end. His own
stiff cock bounced along with the torture, betraying his mind a bit, although it may have just been out of sheer terror - there was no way in hell that he could be enjoying this..could there?Whatever it was, it didn't take long before that slimy rabbit cock was shooting a thick filthy off cream color stream of semen up into his loins, the gargmon grabbing the bed and slamming veemon down onto it again on his back as he rutted, rutted and just RUTTED into the boy, shooting cannon shot after shot of filthy vile cum into the boy, his belly filling with the slimy liquid.And so they sat there, conjoined together at the filthy crotch, sped up by the spit and phlegm from the back of Vee's throat and a some cum and even a little blood, and Gargmon stared down into Veemon's eyes, the Veemon just staring up, his entire faced clenched, wishing he could even cry.
Gargomon snorted loudly as grabbed the small blue knub on Veemon's crotch, flicking the seared shut urethra once more. "You're lucky, Veemon. Yurr probably the luuuckiest boy in all town, y'know?" Gargomon smiled oddly, looking down at the scratched, beaten and battered Veemon, grinning malevolently at his work. "Yur lucky I found yu"..Veemons panting slowed as he closed his eyes tight, hoping that maybe Gargomon would make it quick and let him go after all that had happened. "Don't worry, little veemon, from now on ur gonna follow me everywhere I go and do everything I say, yu got it? Yus my little bitch now, do what I want, and you'll be good " Gargomon growled, Veemon nodding furiously in the hopes that this could get him out of here.With a loud SHHHLLOOOOP sound, Gargomon pulled his filthy, half erect dick out of the now battered tailhole of Veemon, covered in semen and slime, and hard to remove smegma coating the tip as always, Gargomon laughing as he watched the trail of liquid leaking from the ass of the blue boy.
Gargomon stood up, looked him over one last time, looking at just how badly he got to break his nerd, and got on top of veemon, the obese bunny on top of the young student straddling his chin, as he let his gut hang over veemon's face, his crotch rubbed right into his lips, the filthy slimy cock just as nasty as his fathers. "Why dun ya give Sloppy Joe a kiss goodnight." the obese rabbit sneered. Veemon complied, shaking his head and shivering as he kissed the cum and smegma covered tip of the cock,tasting the spent seed and his own insides, panting as he was forced to smell that yellowed filth on his foreskin, driving back so many memories of three weeks ago, and trying to bury the newer
ones.Gargomon grinned as he rolled off Veemon, turning around quickly as giving his a rough pat on the cheek and planting a wet slimy kiss on his lips. "I got yuu..."Veemon lay prone against the shamble of a bed, tied up against the sharp belts, staring at the broken down ceiling above him that matched the pig sty of a shack that Joe and his father lived in. He never broke his stare as the gargomon rolled him off the bed and onto the floor 4 minutes later after he tired of sleeping in the same bed with a "bed hog". And so Veemon slept on the floor, face down in the slimy shirt that Gargomon had peeled off earlier, just happy that the day was ending..he finally allowed himself to sleep.
And then it was morning.