(Needed some time to recover from Taut-tober, but hey, I think I'll start uploading semi-regularly again~)


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A new rumor has spread through the digital world, about an allegedly "cursed" file, a file that, when obtained, would change you, alter you, make you utterly UNRECOGNIZABLE...
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One that, if it were spread, could spell the end of the virtual space as it currently exists. But one particular Veemon's curiosity just got the better of them, they sought out the file, searched for it day and night to see just WHAT it could be that was supposedly such a major threat to their world.

Eventually...it was found. Represented by little more than a tiny wooden box with a closed hatch, feeling cocky, the Veemon opened it up...and picked up a sweet scent in the air as they did so, the box contained an odd, purpleish-pink gas! Was THIS what the whole world was scared of?? A box of some old perfume???

...Well, no, because soon enough, Veemon began to feel...bloated. his blue and white belly swelling dramatically from seemingly nothing at all...the only logical conclusion was, well, the gas. He ran off, box still in tow, as it continued to spew bloat gas out. Yet movement was getting harder, his limbs were swelling up bigger and bigger, ears inflating...body rounding out...eyes starting to bulge out alongside his disproportionately, comically small nose~

He felt like this was it, that this was the end result of the curse, a Digimon expanding until they couldn't take anymore, before popping like a balloon, leaving nothing left except fragmented data.
...He braced for the burst, for his increasingly tight belly to explode.

...Yet that moment never came, he just grew and grew and grew!~ His eyes swelled to enormous sizes, as his limbs became massive nubs...yet he could still move...and, the moment he realized that he wasn't in any danger of bursting...

He finally stopped to focus on just how INCREDIBLE this form felt~ It was taut and goofy, yet it felt so squeezed together and cozy, like every part of his body was hugging every other part of his body, like he was always moments away from a mind-shattering climax, yet he never reached it, the pleasure and pressure within only continuing to build up more and more~ His eyes went wide with maddening ecstacy, he bounced and spun in place, every movement feeling incredibly tactile and pleasuring...~

By the time he was nearly the size of a city block, he had an epiphany.
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The only reason others were afraid of this "curse", was that they didn't understand it. If they knew there was no danger to be had in it...surely they would pick it up in a heartbeat~

He decided he would take matters into his own nubby, spherical hands, and began to sumo-stomp his way over to the nearest populated area, leaving a trail of bloat gas in his wake~

The Digital World's cuddly, taut fate was already sealed, it was going to be an EXPLOSIVE party~<3
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Just wanted to do a simple, indulgent drawing as a little return to my more usual stuff~ =w=

Anyway! Enjoy a taut 'Vee >w>