Digiherm Evolution
It has been a handful of years since the portal reopened. Both Takato and Rika are eighteen years old now and what is more; almost have a thing going with each other. Keeping Henry and other friends out of their plans the two plan to spend a day in the digital world together. But even as Takato is waiting at the entrance to the portal, he is a little nervous, for something strange is in the air and he cannot quite place it.
"How long have you been waiting here?" Her voice surprises him and for a moment Takato remembers the cold girl she had once been.
"Eeh, only for a few minutes." He turns around and smiles at his almost-girlfriend, left hand instinctively going to rub his hair. "Oh, do you want to check the bag?" Takato changes his hand to pat the messenger bag hugging his waist. It is packed for a picnic or two, including the bread that Guilmon loves so much, but Rika happens to like it too.
"I'm sure you already got everything we need." Rika smiles at him, and the sight instantly disarms him and makes his concerns fall away. "Is the portal open yet? It's almost 5.00."
Takato is about to speak when a loud crashing noise comes from the shed he has been guarding. He quickly opens the wooden door and Rika spies over his shoulder to see. Guilmon has emerged from the active portal, and apparently has ended up in a crumpled heap with Renamon standing over him. Takato shakes his head, nearly face-palming as Rika laughs behind him. It takes a moment for the four of them to work out what they are going to do.
Although he wants to be alone with Rika, Takato knows that they need digimon escorts. Even whilst being heroes, there are always vagabonds and those who just do not care. So the four of them enter the open portal together. Takato makes sure to keep a firm grip on the picnic supplies as his red dinosaur-like friend is already staring with obvious intent at them. If only his parents' baking did not result in both delicious taste and smell.
They fall through the portal, between the planes of worlds. Atoms get reconstituted, especially for Renamon and Guilmon who have to almost operate on two different wavelengths according to the worlds. But as they fall, they also become aware of something different, something absurd within the absurd. Takato and Rika notice strange distortions, unlike those which are typically seen during the transition into the digital world.
Suddenly a yell of surprise draws their attention to their digital companions. Both Guilmon and Renamon are writhing around, tails flicking wildly as their arms bend and contort. Although Rika and Takato look on with horror, they forget the approaching ground and without any warning it catches up with them. They hit the dusty surface of the top plain, the delayed gravity helping them as the two humans both roll in opposite directions.
"Ah! Takato! Where are they?" Rika calls out, standing up and dusting herself off. She sees Takato a few metres away, but she cannot see Renamon or Guilmon.
"I'm here Rika..." A voice, familiar and yet strange, comes from behind her. Rika turns around quickly and gasps as she sees what has become of her digimon, her Renamon.
The previously purely feminine, vixen form of the gold and white Renamon has been altered. In fact it is more than altered and with a blush Rika notices obvious genitalia coming from Renamon's pelvis. The digimon now has an actual gender, and it is not male nor female, but hermaphrodite. She has supple, firm, white furry breasts with pink nipples; and both male and female parts neatly tucked side by side on her... well... "hir" crotch.
Renamon himself is starting to realise what has happened to hire and looks at Rika with terrified eyes. She is about to speak when a scream erupts from behind Rika. Turning back, she and Renamon see that Takato has found Guilmon. And once again there has been a metamorphosis. Running across to see for herself Rika can see that Guilmon has also become a digimon with a gender; a digiherm.
"Are you alright Takato?" She places a hand on his shoulder and he turns around to see her.
"Yeah, of course I'm fine. I was just... shocked." He looks back to Guilmon who is looking at his human tamer with sad eyes; trademark of his really.
"Takatomon? What is wrong with me?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Renamon is just behind Rika again, and for some reason this is more unnerving than comforting to her.
"What has happened Renamon?" Rika wants answers now, but also has a twinge of suspicion as though Renamon knew this was going to happen.
"This is not our world. It's a murky reflection with at least one obvious change. The fact that it has left both you and Takato alone supports my hypothesis, since you are not digimon and would not affected by any fundamental changes to the digital world." Renamon explains in quick precise fashion, and the other three, or at least the tamers, are beginning to understand.
"We need to find a way out of here then," Takato states with certainty and turns back to try and comfort Guilmon. "Come on boy," he cringes at his choice of words "we'll get you back to normal."
And so the four set off down the barren landscape, descending the digital plains to look for the Sovereign or some other digimon who can help them return to the proper digiworld. The hours keep passing by and soon Rika and Takato feel like taking a remit. So they stop to eat some of the picnic supplies and decide to sleep underneath the strange digital skyline.
***
"What is that?" Takato is peering past a naturally forming wall, such things are intrinsically naturally forming in the digiworld, trying to get a good look whilst remaining hidden. He only roused a few moments ago, the noise of whatever it is waking both him and Rika up. As he realises where that noise came from he motions Rika to join him at his vantage point.
"Oh... god." Rika catches herself as she realises what is happening.
Out in a grass field there are two digimon fighting. But then again they are not really fighting in the obvious sense of the word. A leomon and a grizzylmon are rolling around on the ground together. The anthropomorphic leomon is grasping at what is obvious something sticking out from the grizzlymon's furry crotch. Whilst the feral and bear-like grizzlymon is burying its muzzle into Rika is almost certain counts for the digimon equivalent of an open vagina. They both growls, roar and then tussle some more. It is quite the sight and Rika catches Takato starting to rub himself inappropriately; she punches his shoulder and he stops with a sheepish look.
"Do you think they are... battling?"
"Shhh."
They continue to watch, and indeed it does appear to be a form of "battling." As the two continue to grapple, and frankly try to stimulate each other's body, data starts to coalesce. Getting the upper hand on hir opponent, the grizzylmon pins the leomon down and starts to thrust hir length into the leonine digimon's... well, dataport for lack of a better euphemism. The panting of both digimon becomes louder with deeper breaths, until the blatantly fucking reaches a fervent pitch. Then a howl pierces the skies as the grizzylmon dumps its bountiful load into the leomon's pussy, filling hir up until it overflows with fragmenting bits and bytes.
As the tamers watch, the body of what was once the leomon dissolves, hir data being absorbed into hir vanquisher. But now the digimon that was Grizzlymon evolves, becoming the new and much improved ultimate level GrapMon. A digimon much like Leomon, but with a full set of armour and the lion mane standing up like a super saiyan character. Rika glances over and sees that Takato is staring with his mouth agape, and down below his pants tenting. Although she herself is a little flustered, this is still wrong and she shuts his mouth in an almost comical fashion before they crouch down behind the wall.
"So... what do we do?" Takato is scared, but also still alarmingly horny. He shakes his head whilst covering himself, but for some reason he cannot put away this feeling.
"We get our digimon and then get out of here as soon as possible." But even as Rika says this she realises something is wrong. "Hey, where are they?"
The pair look around in bewilderment. Rika stands back up and is about to call out for Renamon but remembers to keep a low profile with other digimon not far away. Stepping away from the wall she starts moving down the slope that Takato walked up to find the battling digimon. He starts to follow her, but before she reaches their makeshift camp something grabs her. Rika is lifted off the ground and whisked away in an eye blink, only faintly hearing the shouts behind her coming from Takato.
***
"I am so sorry Rika. But..." Something is wrong with Renamon, hir brow is wet with sweat, something hir tamer has never seen a digimon have before.
"What is going on Renamon?" Rika is scared, though she puts up her tough exterior as usual. There is no point, Renamon can see right through that, and this strange barely lit cave the tamer has been carried to provides obvious seclusion. Rika fears the worst.
"It... can't be helped... I must... breed." Renamon's voice is straining to a strange cracking audibility. It is somewhat analogous to a compressed audio file that loses precious fidelity.
Suddenly the digmion is upon Rika, hir body pressing against the young woman's. Hands up to push hir away, all that Rika ends up doing is running her fingers through the soft fur around the vixen-digimon's breasts. Now though she can feel it, that thing between her best friend's legs rubbing up against her; its head drooling like some foul and hungry animal. This is it, the inevitable violation Rika realised was going to happen the moment she saw that sex-based battle with Takato. But this soon, and done by someone so close to her... she must resist, she has to resist.
Renamon's mouth is over Rika's, hir tongue demanding entry with unbridled aplomb. As her friend kisses her, passionately, something inside Rika gives way. Her virgin body reflecting the warmth, the lust from the digimon back at hir. Something in this strange and perverted digital world has gotten not just into Renamon's blood, but also Rika's own. Now she kisses back, tongues dancing with one another as their lips disjointedly try to press against each other and suck back. Renamon's clawed, glove-white paws reach around and squeeze the human girl's rear end.
Forcing hirself upon the human, Renamon begins to undress the teenage even as she is pressed up against an uncomfortable stoney wall inside the cave. Bouncing breasts with perky nipples are soon treated with caressing gropes and lustful licks. Soon they are both upon the ground and Rika can feel her oldest friend's new genitalia throbbing between her legs. It yearns, and something deep inside of Rika wants to give it what it wants. So she slides down to duck between Renamon's furry thighs. One hand strokes the digicock there as it rises up, dribbling pre over her hand. The other hand slides down to tease at the folds of flesh, of where Renamon's pussy lies just underneath the base of hir cock.
Mind full of intoxicating desires, Renamon slips her fingers inside and fans them out, teasing out the tight snatch so that Renamon moans wildly. Hir cock is throbbing hard, it demands attention and Rika gives it what it wants as she presses her lips against it. Renamon's comes down, forcing Rika to gag over hir cock. Although it is forceful, it is not unreasonable and Rika learns to adapt even as she struggles to hold back her gag reflex. Her cheeks bulge out with the head of Renamon's member poking around inside and she starts to bob this way and that.
However even as this display of mutual affection continues, something else is afoot. The digivice, tucked away inside Rika's now discarded clothes is vibrating and glowing. The synergistic energy between tamer and digimon is growing exponentially. It feeds into their lust, even as something new is coming. Neither girls notice and they carry on with a cries of Renamon and the muffled sounds of Rika echoing in the cavern around them. Even as she is sat down getting sucked and fingered by her owner, Renamon starts to work one of her feet around and underneath the human girl. Kitsune toes rub against that most special of places on any young woman and Rika becomes even noisier as she tries to swallow down more of Renamon's cock.
Suddenly Renamon changes their position, not content with this meagre foreplay. Shi pins Rika down, and the girl gasps as the hot, throbbing length of the digimon's new phallus presses up between her legs. It would be rape, but Rika's mind has long since passed the point of resisting anything; and even worse she really does want this. Renamon thrusts deep inside of hir tamer, no graduality being employed here.
Their frenetic rutting reaches a fevered pitch. The two "girls" -for lack of a better word- begin to shake the entire cave. Although there are cracks within the very fabric of reality here. As they both approach twinned orgasms something even more unexpected is happening. The sequence which is normally involved with Renamon's most powerful digivolution is being powered by the energy of this sexual union. And as Renamon reaches hir climax inside of Rika, a blinding white light consumes them both.
***
She wakes up for the first time. No, shi wakes up for the first time. Sakuyamon opens hir eyes and the first thing shi does is moan. It carries on and on and on, there is no end. The noise carries across the winds as shi lies back, enjoying what is happening to hir. Eventually this noise attracts a barely lucid Takato, his mind hardly able to focus on anything else than what is straining down his pant leg. And as he sees the sight of the transformed Sakuyamon, where Rika has now merged with Renamon, he falls to his knees and loses all hope.
Simply put, what is now left of the once proud tamer and her partner is a creature crashing from one orgasm to the next. Visually it appears as though there are neon pink dildos in hir ass and pussy, all with an life and vigour of their own. The deeper truth is that the synergy between digimon and tamer has reached a perpetual singularity. Now both girls are feeding into each other's lust, their sexual stimulation is never ending in this twisted shadow of the digital world. But then, they don't mind that now, do they?