Secret Renamon

Story by Renamon_Lovers on SoFurry

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#7 of Digimon

This story has NO sex scenes. Why was Renamon so mature?


_ English is my third language, please correct me if I am using Chinese-style English. I don't own digimon; all characters are copyrights of TOEI and their respective companies. I am very poor and I do not get any rewards from writing stories, so please don't try to sue me. Please feel free to comment ^_^ _

Secret Renamon


Part 1: Disaster Began


John was only over seventeen but he was well developed, so he was thought to be twenty or more. One day, he was playing computer games inside his bedroom; it was small, but it was very nice looking with blue walls. There were some erotic and hentai books on the table.

John began to check his emails and found an icon from Digital World, he clicked it and saw some Digimon. "Well, another Digimon game," he murmured and began to read the contents.

"Help! Choose a partner and help us now! Please!"

"I chose you, Viximon," John clicked the FEMALE button and picked Viximon. He entered his name and a bright light engulfed him, and then he was sucked into the screen.

"What the hell!!!!!! OUCH!" John fell down on the ground and mourned painfully.

"John, welcome to the Digital World. I am Viximon, a female fox-type Digimon."

"Next time, ask "Are you ready" because I was NOT ready. Anyway please tell me something that I don't know," John was curious to find out what had happened.

"We are in the middle of..." before Viximon could finish the sentence, John heard a loud noise not far from them.

"John, let's help them now! The game has begun!"

"OK, where's my digivice?" John was exuberant.

"Not yet, our relationship bar is still low, so we need to fight more often," Viximon quipped.

John smiled ingratiatingly. "I don't get it but let's do it!"

After 10 minutes, they won and everyone sat down under a tree. In fact, John did not do anything, Viximon shot some mini-fireballs and the enemies vanished.

"Hi, I am James, thanks for helping me," a young boy introduced himself. He has black hair, a broad forehead, a straight nose and bright eyes. "This is my new partner, Pokemon."

"I am Mr. Poke because I liked to poke at others. Miss Viximon, it is nice meeting you," said a small dino-type Digimon.

Viximon greeted them cordially. "It's my pleasure to help you."

"I am John, nice to meet you too. Tell me James, is this some kind of Digimon game?"

James chuckled. "Oh, so you did see and click the icon. My friends were busy and I thought it was OK to come here alone, this is a safe zone anyway."

"But you were not OK and so you sent out SOS?" John guessed.

James nodded. "Only selected teenagers can see it, and it's very hard to explain," he said, smiling.

John stood up and looked around. "OK, now what?" He laughed gleefully.

"You better go home now, it is not safe here anymore," interrupted Pokemon.

James took out his digivice and shouted, "Cya tomorrow. Digi-portal, open!" Immediately a small portal opened and he was sucked into it.

"How about me?" John passed his hand over his face and looked puzzled.

Viximon giggled happily. "Don't worry, I can make a portal for you, I got your house address already," she replied.

"Wait a minute! Just now you mentioned...relationship bar...not enough?" John scratched his head.

"Now increased to 10 already, need 30 more to earn a Digivie," Viximon beamed.

"Can I make love with you...to boost...the bar?" John asked suddenly.

"No, because I don't have holes for you to penetrate and I don't want to suck your dick," Viximon said with an air of authority. "As you can see, I am just a ball-size Digimon. Now, portal is opened, I will call you again soon."

John felt dull and confused. The reality of his situation slowly dawned on him.


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Part 2: Sudden death


One week later, John received an email from Viximon. "John, someone already hacked this game and now this isn't a game anymore. You can die in here and won't be resurrected. You can click EXIT to quit now or ENTER to continue, but please don't blame me if you are dead."

John thought for a moment and clicked Enter. This time, I am ready! He thought.

"John, nice to see you again! This is your Digivice, your courage has boosted our relationship," Viximonand said as John picked up the Digivice from the ground.

They left the forest and saw some Digimon fighting. "This red guy wanted to destroy the village," Viximon pointed out.

"One only? No problems!" John said, he grinned broadly. Suddenly the ground exploded and they lost conscious.

When John regained consciousness, he realised that he was tied to a chair. "My head...what was that..." he murmured and saw a big machine in front of him. A Digimon greeted him with a wave and a broad smile.

"This machine, is going to be used to convert human brain memories to Digital Data. Your partner's brain data will be erased - in fact, it is done - and your brain memories will be uploaded to here to be converted to 0 and 1, finally it will be transferred to your partner's empty brain," the Digimon carefully explained the procedure.

John looked at the big machine in front of him, his face went slack and mouth slightly opened. He had an expression 'I just saw a ghost'. Viximon is dead? He thought.

"I haven't tested it on a human yet, you want to say your last prayer?" asked the Digimon, his voice heavy with irony.

"You are crazy! I don't think that anything you've ever said has been correct," John broke off and screamed. "You killed my partner!"

"You are right, my name is Crazymon!" Crazymon began to laugh. If evilness could have a voice, this laugh would make it whimper in fear; a laugh that plunged John into the deepest of despair.

Crazymon put a 14-inches screen on the table in front of John, he clicked a button on the machine and the screen showing 100%. Crazymon began to smile, his smile looked like what sharks must had felt when they saw a fat swimmer wallowing. "0% means your brain memories are successfully uploaded and transferred."

Suddenly a red light on the machine started to blink. "Damn it, intruders alert," said Crazymon, annoyed. He pushed the 'START' button and left the room. "Don't worry, you won't feel painful at all."

The screen in front John showing 90%...85%...80%...

"Damn it! I don't want to become a pet!"

60%...55%...50%...

"Stop dropping! You stupid machine!" suddenly the whole place began to shake.

20%...15%...10%...

"HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!"

5%...1%...

At that moment, James rushed into the room and shouted, "Pokemon, destroy that...that machine!"

0%...COMPLETED

John was not able to stop Pokemon from destroying the machine.

KABOOM!


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Final Part: The Truth


Rika blinked nervously. "What happen then?" she asked** , **** excitement shining in his dark eyes.**


The six-feet tall yellow fox scowled, then shrugged. "According to James, the machine exploded, my body also burnt but the little fox somehow evolved. Now mentally I am a boy but physically I am a female Digimon; luckily my memories never faded, **" she stared thoughtfully into the distance, deliberating the state of affairs.**


It was a long time before Rika tumbled. "** Viximon **** evolved to Renamon, i.e. you?" she asked in amazement.**


Renamon nodded resignedly. "Together with my memories, can you imagine a boy suddenly turned into a girl? A human suddenly turned into a Digimon? Luckily I met some good female friends and a good teacher. Anyway I never blamed James** , ***" she answered almost immediately.*


"Renamon, sharing your pain will actually deepen a friendship. No wonder you looked so mature and cool."


"Rika, actually this is my hometown, but...** m ***y hometown had changed so much that I could hardly recognize it."*


"That's why you chose me? Because you wanted to protect your hometown?" Rika guessed and Renamon nodded.


"How long did you live in the Digital World?"


"Beats me, I don't have age and I' **ve lost count of time."**


Rika opened her eyes wide in amazement. Suddenly her D-Arc started to beep. "Are you ready to pick up the gauntlet, partner?"


Renamon nodded meekly, "let' **s go, partner."**




The end.