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A bright afternoon sun peers down over you and your Digimon partner. The two of you strut down the sidewalk of a small rustic town together, glancing around at the sights, and keeping your eyes peeled for troublemakers or evil Digimon. Technically you were both here for work (Digimon tamer business) but the location was so peaceful and pretty that it felt more like a vacation, or even a date.
"Renamon, how about we break for ice-cream? I see a stall over there."
"Please treat yourself my tamer," Renamon replies with a lazy smile. "But none for me thanks. I still don't share your enjoyment of food that freezes your mouth."
"I'll keep a lookout for a bean bun or BBQ stand," you say before going over to buy yourself ice-cream. Renamon licks her lips at the thought of those more savory items.
Soon enough you're both sharing a park bench together. While you work down your ice-cream cone, Renamon holds your phone and flips half-interested through various internet pages.
"Tamer, this communication uplink we were included into by the other Digimon Tamers is quite extraordinary!"
"Um, we just call it a chatroom," you say in-between bites. "And yeah, it's cool getting to talk with other people like us all over the world. What kind of conversations are happening?"
Renamon wiggles her large furred thumb across the screen and scans the data at rapid speed. "Lots of tips about winning battles... most are quite amateurish..."
"You should give them some real expert advice," you tease.
"...and some kids are offering to trade various power-up cards."
"Oh, I've heard of those," you exclaim. "You can swipe them through the Digivice and they'll give your Digimon enhancements!"
"Enhancements?" questions Renamon looking suddenly haughty. "Tamer, do you think I need... enhancing in some way?"
"Oh no! Of course not, you're perfect!" you insist summoning her smug smile. "But... imagine how cool it would be if your arm turned into a Gatling gun!"
"That sounds dreadfully heavy and barbaric!" she snaps rolling her eyes.
You laugh. "I know dear, that's just the little kid in me talking, don't worry." Then after tossing away the rest of your ice-cream, you slide over close to your Digimon and begin gently stroking her soft thigh. "I wouldn't trade a single beautiful part of you for cold metal."
Renamon lets out a happy hum and puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer. After taking a quick look around and seeing that there wasn't anyone nearby, you bend up and plant a quick kiss on your partner's cheek.
"Hmm, I hope there's more of that waiting for me back in our cabin," she whispers to you.
"There probably is," you say slyly. "But I gotta few more errands to run first. Why don't you head back without me and I'll catch up in an hour or so."
"I suppose I might as well, there isn't anything to do here. And I'd like to study this... chatroom... we're now a part of."
"Uh oh," you grunt, "could it be that my sweet Digi-girl is becoming addicted to social media?"
"Addicted! Bah! Of course not. I can turn this thing off anytime I wan..."
The sudden bling of a notification sounds from your device and Renamon looks down instantly. You roll your eyes at her antics and turn to walk away. "See you later on sweetie..."
"Tamer wait... wait a moment... I... this message."
You spin around and go back to her. "What's up now? Someone trying to sell their mint condition Agumon card?"
Renamon stares at your phone with a curious expression. Her ears stick up, her tail begins to swish back and forth, and her legs become tense.
"It seems a human tamer overseas is claiming... he claims that he and his Digimon partner... made a Digi-egg... together!"
It takes those words a few seconds to register with you, and a few seconds more to fully understand the implications. "He... claims... he made an egg... with his Digimon? As in... WITH them?"
"That is how I interpret it yes," replies Renamon in a soft distant voice.
"Is this... something, normal for Digimon?" you ask. "Or even possible?"
Renamon shakes her head causing her ears to flop around. "I... I'm not sure. In our world Digi-eggs come from Primary Village where Digimon either reincarnate after death, or new ones are created from the world source. But... in your world... children come from somewhere else... so... maybe we work different here as well."
You let out a deep breath. "Well that's certainly interesting, but don't go believing everything you read on the internet sweetie... first rule of surfing the web. Maybe that guy found an egg and felt like bragging that he made it... or maybe he really did make it, but ya know... through programming... I hear some smart kids can do that."
"Yes... those options are all likely... I suppose." Renamon's cheeks are a bit red as she continues to stare at the phone screen with a distant light in her eyes. "Tamer... um... would you... want kids some day?"
You immediately sense the intent behind that random question and immediately swat away a thousand terrible answers that pop into your mind. "Um... honestly... yeah, sure... maybe someday. I mean, most people like the idea of having kids, right? But... I don't think of it as a necessity... I'm just really happy right now sharing my life with you Renamon."
Renamon looks slightly more relaxed and pleased after you answer, but she also grips the phone tightly as she stands up. Her golden fur gleams in the sunlight, her curvy body poises delicately on her tall haunches, and her blue eyes pierce into you.
"It's a nice thought, isn't it my Tamer... us making an egg together? Maybe there's a way..."
You give your partner another gentle kiss and bid her another "see you later". Renamon leaps off out of sight while you head back into town.
The errands don't take as long as you expect, and soon you're heading back to your rented cabin with daylight to spare. Along the way you stop to admire the pretty vista and consider just how blessed you are. You have a strong and beautiful Digimon partner that adores you, you have new friends that you can rely on and talk to about subjects the rest of the world is still unsure about, and lately you've been getting to travel to interesting places all over the country. With a deep sigh and a punchy smile, you walk up the stone steps to your cabin and enter.
"Renamon, I'm back! You want some dinner? I picked up beef!"
You hear a strange sound from the bedroom, so you set down the groceries and wander in. "My phone battery better not be dead or I'm gonna put you on restriction..."
But when you see the state of your Digimon, all thoughts of scolding her fly out of your head. Renamon is lying on your bed, semi curled up, gripping the sheets with her nails, mouth open and panting deep breaths, and her hips shivering uncontrollably. Her face is rosy red and her blue eyes are moist and shiny.
"T...tamer! I'm sorry... I don't know... what..."
"RENAMON! What happened? Are you sick?"
You rush to her side in a flash and put a hand on her arm worriedly. At your sudden touch she arches her back and lets out a lustful moan. Instantly a portion of your worry falls away.
"Oh... you're THAT kind of sick. Sweetie what on Earth happened? You were just fine an hour ago... granted, we were talking about making babies, but besides that you..."
That's when a thought hits you. Like a person in a horror movie turning around slowly to face the monster that's lurking behind them, so too do you turn and behold your phone, open laptop computer, and Digivice all sitting on the bedside table. Your stomach drops when you see the webpage that's displayed. You don't recognize it's name, but the dark backdrop, oversized download buttons, and dozens of flashy (and quite frankly lewd) advertisements littering every spare inch of space do NOT speak of its reputability.
"Oh no... no no Renamon, don't tell me... you didn't download something into your code... from THIS place?"
"It... it seemed trustworthy," she said feebly.
"TRUSTWORTHY!" you managed to gasp out. "ChucksBootlegDigiApps.ru is TRUSTWORTHY to you? Have I taught you nothing about internet browsing safety?"
"I... I wanted to try something... for you... for us... I'm sorry I made you worry."
Renamon clenches her eyes shut as though trying to drive away her extremely horny sensations through force of will. Her large round hips rocky side to side on the bed and her boobs squish against one another as she moves. The only thing stopping her tail from thrashing about was that she currently had it pinned down by her legs.
Feeling your own primitive desires starting to awake, you force yourself to focus on the electronics in front of you.
"Ugh... I know you probably meant well sweetie... just, hang tight while I figure out what you did... I just pray it's not a virus."
"A virus that drives your lust crazy?" she questions.
"There's some sick bastards out there," you say darkly.
Quickly you connect your Digivice to your laptop and begin running your scan software. The lines of code run swiftly in front of your screen. Years ago this jumble of numbers and letters would have been completely foreign to you, but by now you've gotten good at understanding it.
"It was... was supposed to be a fertility app," she pants out trying to be somewhat helpful. "We make love all the time... but we've never... made an egg... not yet... thought maybe I... I needed a boost... needed some enhancements."
Suddenly your Digivice lights up pink with a pulsating heart in the center. You shoot it a dirty look as though somehow blaming it for the situation. You scrutinize the app code faster, nearing the bottom.
"While I appreciate your enthusiasm dear, I'd rather we do this sort of research together, instead of you clicking random suspicious links by yourself."
Well... noted," she manages to nod. "I was hoping to make it... a... a surprise... but I see I'm still... naive about the human world." She buries her face in the bed-sheets for a moment, then resurfaces looking dazed and still very flushed. "Oh my stars! I've never needed it this bad before! I'm sorry you have to see me in such a shameful condition... I've always prided our love making... as being somewhat... dignified!"
You frown and think back on your various sexual escapades and wonder which ones she considered to be dignified. "Ok, good news is I don't see any malicious software in this code, so I don't think it's dangerous... bad news is I don't know how to uninstall it either. But maybe one of our friends knows a way. I can contact them and..."
"Wait! Tamer, there's no need!" Renamon insists sounding a bit embarrassed. "I mean... if you don't think I'm in any danger... then why don't we... make the most of things as they are?" She frees her trapped tail and curls it up and around her back, exposing her bare backside, thighs, and dripping pink slit. "Please my dear Tamer... what if... what if this app works... lets try it out together."
You let out a whoosh of breath and adjust your own pants into a more comfortable position. "Um... that's uh, a real tempting offer sweetie... but I'd rather find a way to get you back to normal first... ya know, just to be careful."
"Please Tamer!" she whines. "I can't stand this any more! Pleeeeeease make your love to me, and then we can worry about fixing this! I'll do anything you want, I'll even beg for it!"
"Renamon I don't think... uh... beg you say? What... what kind of begging you thinking of?"
Her eyes flash with a pink haze of horny hope and her mouth pulls into a smile. "Whatever you want my Tamer... whatever it takes to get you... in the mood. By now I know all your kinks and triggers."
"I wouldn't say you know ALL of them," you retort with a fake chuckle. "But if you want to give seducing me a shot... then go ahead."
Realizing she's already won you over, and all that remains is this little game of foreplay, Renamon launches eagerly into her attack! She rotates her hips upward, arches her back, tucks her face down into her arms, and gives you the world's best set of bedroom eyes. "Come take me my love, I've waited all day for you, and I can't wait any longer."
Your knees give a shake. "Eh... not bad."
Flashing you another more sly smile, Renamon then rolls over onto her knees, sticks her butt up in the air and clenches the bed-sheets. She puts on a pitiful expression and whines in a sad girly voice. "Maaaaster, pleeease! You promised to take care of meeeee! I need you sooo muuuuch! Please breeeed meeee!"
You stagger backward and hit the table. "Unf! Is... is that the best you got?"
Then Renamon pulls out the big guns! She rolls over onto her back and spreads her legs apart. She creeps her fingers into her mouth tantalizingly and with her other hand she fondles her breasts. "My dear husband... let's get started on making our family together. Haven't we put it off long enough? Your wife is ready for love... I'm ready to have your babies."
With a yell of defeat, you rip off your clothes and dive onto the bed. Renamon gives you an amused and surprised look before she eagerly catches you. "I didn't think the last one would do it. You must really want..."
But any further talking is cut off as you put your arms around her and press your mouth against hers. For a moment you take the lead in making out with your Digimon, kissing her hungrily and rubbing your body against hers. Her soft golden fur still feels amazing and her big boobs cradle your weight perfectly. But soon Renamon's desires outpace your own, and you find yourself being ravished by your partner's amplified lust. Renamon kisses you with such ferocity, it's as though she were trying to eat you! Her body shifts and wiggles underneath you like a snake, her strong hips lock you in and squeeze your sides, and her nails tickle the back of your neck.
"Tamer... I love you... so much... please put it in! I'll go crazy if you don't!"
Happy to oblige, you shift slightly, line up with her opening, and thrust in. Renamon's yowl of pleasure echos in the bedroom, and makes you glad you payed extra for a private cabin and not a cheap hotel. In all the times you've made love to her before, you'd never seen your partner so lost in her own pleasure. Renamon wears a goofy grin with her maw hanging open and tongue out as you glide in and out of her. Her eyes shimmer with a pink glow, her ears flatten nearly parallel, and her body goes limp with the occasional spasm. She lies there beneath you, the perfect example of "fucked silly".
"You ok dear?" still worried about what that app might be doing to her.
"Ish... sooo... guud..." she managed mumble slurring her words. "Never beeen... thish... sensitive..."
You smile fondly at her and lay aside your fears. "Glad to hear your enjoying yourself." Then you reach down and grab both her boobs, using them to guide your movements. Renamon reaches back and clenches the blanket in her hands, ripping through the fabric with her intensity. She stares up at you, flat on her back, cheeks red, eyes watery, and mouth hanging open. The view couldn't be any more inviting. Another minute later and you reach your limit. You fall onto her and feel her thighs tighten around you.
"YES! FILL ME UP TAMER!"
You both quiver in the shared orgasm until it passes, leaving human and Digimon tangled up in a tired but passionate embrace. Renamon still seems dazed by the experience, so you plant lots of small kisses on her face while you rub her back and legs with your hands.
"Feeling better now sweetie? Did that help any?"
"A... a little..."
You finally pull yourself off her and sit upright, stretching your stiff limbs. Renamon rolls over on her side and glances at you. Her eyes are still shining with a pink haze, and the Digivice on your desk still shows a heart in the center.
"Tamer... I... I could go another round... if you're up for it."
"Really? You wanna go again? I poured everything I had into you."
Renamon smiles sweetly and places a paw over her midriff. "I know you did... but forgive me, I'm feeling rather greedy right now. I want more of you. Maybe another go will satisfy this affliction and return me to normal. I'm sorry I'm being so needy... sorry if I'm wearing you out."
You take a deep breath and clench your fists. "What kind of man would I be if I disappointed such a loving partner. Alrighty, lets go again dear!"
This time Renamon lies on her side and curls her tail away giving you a clear angle of her butt and legs. You rest your hips against her thighs, grab soft handfuls of her backside, and re-enter her. Now instead of yowling, she's reduced to a happy whimper with every thrust, rocking back and forth on the already scratched and torn bed sheet. The novelty of the new position and view gives you a burst of strength and gusto.
"You're so much wetter and warmer than usual," you comment in between heavy breathes. "Such a needy girl, and so beautiful, I'm happy you chose me as your tamer and lover sweetie. I hope we can make an egg together."
"I... want... that... too!" she gasps out.
Soon enough the second climax hits you both! You groan through the intensity and pump whatever love you have left in your body into Renamon's. Your partner's insides tense up, and her legs shoot out straight and shivering! Afterwards you collapse on the bed exhausted. Renamon scoots over to you and pulls you close enough for a full body hug. She holds you adoringly and tightly as though you were the greatest treasure in the world to her, then she plants a kiss on your forehead.
"Good work my tired tamer, I feel better now."
You glance up and see her eyes returned to their normal sparkling blue.
"Do you... do you think it worked?"
"I don't know," she admits. "I don't feel any different... but I guess we'll see."
"Try not to be disappointed if we don't get an egg," you say. "We still don't know if that's possible, and that app you downloaded was pretty suspicious."
"I know," she assures. "It all seems a bit silly now that my head is clearer... but still..."
You smile understandingly and nuzzle your face into her chest fluff. "You'll make a good mother someday."
"And you a good dad." Renamon hums happy and holds you tighter. "Tamer... can I save the download link for that app?"
"Hmm... absolutely not."
"Aw, why not," she pleads. "It was a lot of fun, and clearly safe."
"Safe for you maybe," you retort. "But not for me! Anymore sex like that and I'm gonna dry up like a dead leaf and float away!"
Renamon bursts into laughter. "Ok fine... shame you can't download software like a Digimon, I could find a fertility app for human men. Wouldn't that be fun to try?"
"It wouldn't do anything," you explain knowingly. "As a guy I'm already at max hornless every minute of my life. It's a good thing we're designed to run out of juice, or we'd never get anything productive done."
Renamon snickers again and pets the top of your head. "Alright then, go ahead and sleep if you're that tired. As your reward I'll lie here with you and keep you warm. And when you awake... if you've got your "juice" back... we can always go for round three."
"Hasn't your lust run out yet?" you question.
"It has," she answers sweetly. "But my love for you never will."
End
Happy IRAM everyone! Sliding in at the end of March with my yearly Renamon pic.
One of the nice things about Renamon, is that by now I've drawn her so much, that I don't have to worry about figuring out her form and appearance, and can focus on fun things like interesting poses and trying new rendering tricks. This time I decided to bring back colored lineart, which gives the edges a much softer look in the brightly lit areas of the pic. I think it works for this pic.
Wishing you all a Happy Easter, and hope you all enjoy ^_^
A bright afternoon sun peers down over you and your Digimon partner. The two of you strut down the sidewalk of a small rustic town together, glancing around at the sights, and keeping your eyes peeled for troublemakers or evil Digimon. Technically you were both here for work (Digimon tamer business) but the location was so peaceful and pretty that it felt more like a vacation, or even a date.
"Renamon, how about we break for ice-cream? I see a stall over there."
"Please treat yourself my tamer," Renamon replies with a lazy smile. "But none for me thanks. I still don't share your enjoyment of food that freezes your mouth."
"I'll keep a lookout for a bean bun or BBQ stand," you say before going over to buy yourself ice-cream. Renamon licks her lips at the thought of those more savory items.
Soon enough you're both sharing a park bench together. While you work down your ice-cream cone, Renamon holds your phone and flips half-interested through various internet pages.
"Tamer, this communication uplink we were included into by the other Digimon Tamers is quite extraordinary!"
"Um, we just call it a chatroom," you say in-between bites. "And yeah, it's cool getting to talk with other people like us all over the world. What kind of conversations are happening?"
Renamon wiggles her large furred thumb across the screen and scans the data at rapid speed. "Lots of tips about winning battles... most are quite amateurish..."
"You should give them some real expert advice," you tease.
"...and some kids are offering to trade various power-up cards."
"Oh, I've heard of those," you exclaim. "You can swipe them through the Digivice and they'll give your Digimon enhancements!"
"Enhancements?" questions Renamon looking suddenly haughty. "Tamer, do you think I need... enhancing in some way?"
"Oh no! Of course not, you're perfect!" you insist summoning her smug smile. "But... imagine how cool it would be if your arm turned into a Gatling gun!"
"That sounds dreadfully heavy and barbaric!" she snaps rolling her eyes.
You laugh. "I know dear, that's just the little kid in me talking, don't worry." Then after tossing away the rest of your ice-cream, you slide over close to your Digimon and begin gently stroking her soft thigh. "I wouldn't trade a single beautiful part of you for cold metal."
Renamon lets out a happy hum and puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer. After taking a quick look around and seeing that there wasn't anyone nearby, you bend up and plant a quick kiss on your partner's cheek.
"Hmm, I hope there's more of that waiting for me back in our cabin," she whispers to you.
"There probably is," you say slyly. "But I gotta few more errands to run first. Why don't you head back without me and I'll catch up in an hour or so."
"I suppose I might as well, there isn't anything to do here. And I'd like to study this... chatroom... we're now a part of."
"Uh oh," you grunt, "could it be that my sweet Digi-girl is becoming addicted to social media?"
"Addicted! Bah! Of course not. I can turn this thing off anytime I wan..."
The sudden bling of a notification sounds from your device and Renamon looks down instantly. You roll your eyes at her antics and turn to walk away. "See you later on sweetie..."
"Tamer wait... wait a moment... I... this message."
You spin around and go back to her. "What's up now? Someone trying to sell their mint condition Agumon card?"
Renamon stares at your phone with a curious expression. Her ears stick up, her tail begins to swish back and forth, and her legs become tense.
"It seems a human tamer overseas is claiming... he claims that he and his Digimon partner... made a Digi-egg... together!"
It takes those words a few seconds to register with you, and a few seconds more to fully understand the implications. "He... claims... he made an egg... with his Digimon? As in... WITH them?"
"That is how I interpret it yes," replies Renamon in a soft distant voice.
"Is this... something, normal for Digimon?" you ask. "Or even possible?"
Renamon shakes her head causing her ears to flop around. "I... I'm not sure. In our world Digi-eggs come from Primary Village where Digimon either reincarnate after death, or new ones are created from the world source. But... in your world... children come from somewhere else... so... maybe we work different here as well."
You let out a deep breath. "Well that's certainly interesting, but don't go believing everything you read on the internet sweetie... first rule of surfing the web. Maybe that guy found an egg and felt like bragging that he made it... or maybe he really did make it, but ya know... through programming... I hear some smart kids can do that."
"Yes... those options are all likely... I suppose." Renamon's cheeks are a bit red as she continues to stare at the phone screen with a distant light in her eyes. "Tamer... um... would you... want kids some day?"
You immediately sense the intent behind that random question and immediately swat away a thousand terrible answers that pop into your mind. "Um... honestly... yeah, sure... maybe someday. I mean, most people like the idea of having kids, right? But... I don't think of it as a necessity... I'm just really happy right now sharing my life with you Renamon."
Renamon looks slightly more relaxed and pleased after you answer, but she also grips the phone tightly as she stands up. Her golden fur gleams in the sunlight, her curvy body poises delicately on her tall haunches, and her blue eyes pierce into you.
"It's a nice thought, isn't it my Tamer... us making an egg together? Maybe there's a way..."
You give your partner another gentle kiss and bid her another "see you later". Renamon leaps off out of sight while you head back into town.
The errands don't take as long as you expect, and soon you're heading back to your rented cabin with daylight to spare. Along the way you stop to admire the pretty vista and consider just how blessed you are. You have a strong and beautiful Digimon partner that adores you, you have new friends that you can rely on and talk to about subjects the rest of the world is still unsure about, and lately you've been getting to travel to interesting places all over the country. With a deep sigh and a punchy smile, you walk up the stone steps to your cabin and enter.
"Renamon, I'm back! You want some dinner? I picked up beef!"
You hear a strange sound from the bedroom, so you set down the groceries and wander in. "My phone battery better not be dead or I'm gonna put you on restriction..."
But when you see the state of your Digimon, all thoughts of scolding her fly out of your head. Renamon is lying on your bed, semi curled up, gripping the sheets with her nails, mouth open and panting deep breaths, and her hips shivering uncontrollably. Her face is rosy red and her blue eyes are moist and shiny.
"T...tamer! I'm sorry... I don't know... what..."
"RENAMON! What happened? Are you sick?"
You rush to her side in a flash and put a hand on her arm worriedly. At your sudden touch she arches her back and lets out a lustful moan. Instantly a portion of your worry falls away.
"Oh... you're THAT kind of sick. Sweetie what on Earth happened? You were just fine an hour ago... granted, we were talking about making babies, but besides that you..."
That's when a thought hits you. Like a person in a horror movie turning around slowly to face the monster that's lurking behind them, so too do you turn and behold your phone, open laptop computer, and Digivice all sitting on the bedside table. Your stomach drops when you see the webpage that's displayed. You don't recognize it's name, but the dark backdrop, oversized download buttons, and dozens of flashy (and quite frankly lewd) advertisements littering every spare inch of space do NOT speak of its reputability.
"Oh no... no no Renamon, don't tell me... you didn't download something into your code... from THIS place?"
"It... it seemed trustworthy," she said feebly.
"TRUSTWORTHY!" you managed to gasp out. "ChucksBootlegDigiApps.ru is TRUSTWORTHY to you? Have I taught you nothing about internet browsing safety?"
"I... I wanted to try something... for you... for us... I'm sorry I made you worry."
Renamon clenches her eyes shut as though trying to drive away her extremely horny sensations through force of will. Her large round hips rocky side to side on the bed and her boobs squish against one another as she moves. The only thing stopping her tail from thrashing about was that she currently had it pinned down by her legs.
Feeling your own primitive desires starting to awake, you force yourself to focus on the electronics in front of you.
"Ugh... I know you probably meant well sweetie... just, hang tight while I figure out what you did... I just pray it's not a virus."
"A virus that drives your lust crazy?" she questions.
"There's some sick bastards out there," you say darkly.
Quickly you connect your Digivice to your laptop and begin running your scan software. The lines of code run swiftly in front of your screen. Years ago this jumble of numbers and letters would have been completely foreign to you, but by now you've gotten good at understanding it.
"It was... was supposed to be a fertility app," she pants out trying to be somewhat helpful. "We make love all the time... but we've never... made an egg... not yet... thought maybe I... I needed a boost... needed some enhancements."
Suddenly your Digivice lights up pink with a pulsating heart in the center. You shoot it a dirty look as though somehow blaming it for the situation. You scrutinize the app code faster, nearing the bottom.
"While I appreciate your enthusiasm dear, I'd rather we do this sort of research together, instead of you clicking random suspicious links by yourself."
Well... noted," she manages to nod. "I was hoping to make it... a... a surprise... but I see I'm still... naive about the human world." She buries her face in the bed-sheets for a moment, then resurfaces looking dazed and still very flushed. "Oh my stars! I've never needed it this bad before! I'm sorry you have to see me in such a shameful condition... I've always prided our love making... as being somewhat... dignified!"
You frown and think back on your various sexual escapades and wonder which ones she considered to be dignified. "Ok, good news is I don't see any malicious software in this code, so I don't think it's dangerous... bad news is I don't know how to uninstall it either. But maybe one of our friends knows a way. I can contact them and..."
"Wait! Tamer, there's no need!" Renamon insists sounding a bit embarrassed. "I mean... if you don't think I'm in any danger... then why don't we... make the most of things as they are?" She frees her trapped tail and curls it up and around her back, exposing her bare backside, thighs, and dripping pink slit. "Please my dear Tamer... what if... what if this app works... lets try it out together."
You let out a whoosh of breath and adjust your own pants into a more comfortable position. "Um... that's uh, a real tempting offer sweetie... but I'd rather find a way to get you back to normal first... ya know, just to be careful."
"Please Tamer!" she whines. "I can't stand this any more! Pleeeeeease make your love to me, and then we can worry about fixing this! I'll do anything you want, I'll even beg for it!"
"Renamon I don't think... uh... beg you say? What... what kind of begging you thinking of?"
Her eyes flash with a pink haze of horny hope and her mouth pulls into a smile. "Whatever you want my Tamer... whatever it takes to get you... in the mood. By now I know all your kinks and triggers."
"I wouldn't say you know ALL of them," you retort with a fake chuckle. "But if you want to give seducing me a shot... then go ahead."
Realizing she's already won you over, and all that remains is this little game of foreplay, Renamon launches eagerly into her attack! She rotates her hips upward, arches her back, tucks her face down into her arms, and gives you the world's best set of bedroom eyes. "Come take me my love, I've waited all day for you, and I can't wait any longer."
Your knees give a shake. "Eh... not bad."
Flashing you another more sly smile, Renamon then rolls over onto her knees, sticks her butt up in the air and clenches the bed-sheets. She puts on a pitiful expression and whines in a sad girly voice. "Maaaaster, pleeease! You promised to take care of meeeee! I need you sooo muuuuch! Please breeeed meeee!"
You stagger backward and hit the table. "Unf! Is... is that the best you got?"
Then Renamon pulls out the big guns! She rolls over onto her back and spreads her legs apart. She creeps her fingers into her mouth tantalizingly and with her other hand she fondles her breasts. "My dear husband... let's get started on making our family together. Haven't we put it off long enough? Your wife is ready for love... I'm ready to have your babies."
With a yell of defeat, you rip off your clothes and dive onto the bed. Renamon gives you an amused and surprised look before she eagerly catches you. "I didn't think the last one would do it. You must really want..."
But any further talking is cut off as you put your arms around her and press your mouth against hers. For a moment you take the lead in making out with your Digimon, kissing her hungrily and rubbing your body against hers. Her soft golden fur still feels amazing and her big boobs cradle your weight perfectly. But soon Renamon's desires outpace your own, and you find yourself being ravished by your partner's amplified lust. Renamon kisses you with such ferocity, it's as though she were trying to eat you! Her body shifts and wiggles underneath you like a snake, her strong hips lock you in and squeeze your sides, and her nails tickle the back of your neck.
"Tamer... I love you... so much... please put it in! I'll go crazy if you don't!"
Happy to oblige, you shift slightly, line up with her opening, and thrust in. Renamon's yowl of pleasure echos in the bedroom, and makes you glad you payed extra for a private cabin and not a cheap hotel. In all the times you've made love to her before, you'd never seen your partner so lost in her own pleasure. Renamon wears a goofy grin with her maw hanging open and tongue out as you glide in and out of her. Her eyes shimmer with a pink glow, her ears flatten nearly parallel, and her body goes limp with the occasional spasm. She lies there beneath you, the perfect example of "fucked silly".
"You ok dear?" still worried about what that app might be doing to her.
"Ish... sooo... guud..." she managed mumble slurring her words. "Never beeen... thish... sensitive..."
You smile fondly at her and lay aside your fears. "Glad to hear your enjoying yourself." Then you reach down and grab both her boobs, using them to guide your movements. Renamon reaches back and clenches the blanket in her hands, ripping through the fabric with her intensity. She stares up at you, flat on her back, cheeks red, eyes watery, and mouth hanging open. The view couldn't be any more inviting. Another minute later and you reach your limit. You fall onto her and feel her thighs tighten around you.
"YES! FILL ME UP TAMER!"
You both quiver in the shared orgasm until it passes, leaving human and Digimon tangled up in a tired but passionate embrace. Renamon still seems dazed by the experience, so you plant lots of small kisses on her face while you rub her back and legs with your hands.
"Feeling better now sweetie? Did that help any?"
"A... a little..."
You finally pull yourself off her and sit upright, stretching your stiff limbs. Renamon rolls over on her side and glances at you. Her eyes are still shining with a pink haze, and the Digivice on your desk still shows a heart in the center.
"Tamer... I... I could go another round... if you're up for it."
"Really? You wanna go again? I poured everything I had into you."
Renamon smiles sweetly and places a paw over her midriff. "I know you did... but forgive me, I'm feeling rather greedy right now. I want more of you. Maybe another go will satisfy this affliction and return me to normal. I'm sorry I'm being so needy... sorry if I'm wearing you out."
You take a deep breath and clench your fists. "What kind of man would I be if I disappointed such a loving partner. Alrighty, lets go again dear!"
This time Renamon lies on her side and curls her tail away giving you a clear angle of her butt and legs. You rest your hips against her thighs, grab soft handfuls of her backside, and re-enter her. Now instead of yowling, she's reduced to a happy whimper with every thrust, rocking back and forth on the already scratched and torn bed sheet. The novelty of the new position and view gives you a burst of strength and gusto.
"You're so much wetter and warmer than usual," you comment in between heavy breathes. "Such a needy girl, and so beautiful, I'm happy you chose me as your tamer and lover sweetie. I hope we can make an egg together."
"I... want... that... too!" she gasps out.
Soon enough the second climax hits you both! You groan through the intensity and pump whatever love you have left in your body into Renamon's. Your partner's insides tense up, and her legs shoot out straight and shivering! Afterwards you collapse on the bed exhausted. Renamon scoots over to you and pulls you close enough for a full body hug. She holds you adoringly and tightly as though you were the greatest treasure in the world to her, then she plants a kiss on your forehead.
"Good work my tired tamer, I feel better now."
You glance up and see her eyes returned to their normal sparkling blue.
"Do you... do you think it worked?"
"I don't know," she admits. "I don't feel any different... but I guess we'll see."
"Try not to be disappointed if we don't get an egg," you say. "We still don't know if that's possible, and that app you downloaded was pretty suspicious."
"I know," she assures. "It all seems a bit silly now that my head is clearer... but still..."
You smile understandingly and nuzzle your face into her chest fluff. "You'll make a good mother someday."
"And you a good dad." Renamon hums happy and holds you tighter. "Tamer... can I save the download link for that app?"
"Hmm... absolutely not."
"Aw, why not," she pleads. "It was a lot of fun, and clearly safe."
"Safe for you maybe," you retort. "But not for me! Anymore sex like that and I'm gonna dry up like a dead leaf and float away!"
Renamon bursts into laughter. "Ok fine... shame you can't download software like a Digimon, I could find a fertility app for human men. Wouldn't that be fun to try?"
"It wouldn't do anything," you explain knowingly. "As a guy I'm already at max hornless every minute of my life. It's a good thing we're designed to run out of juice, or we'd never get anything productive done."
Renamon snickers again and pets the top of your head. "Alright then, go ahead and sleep if you're that tired. As your reward I'll lie here with you and keep you warm. And when you awake... if you've got your "juice" back... we can always go for round three."
"Hasn't your lust run out yet?" you question.
"It has," she answers sweetly. "But my love for you never will."
End
Happy IRAM everyone! Sliding in at the end of March with my yearly Renamon pic.
One of the nice things about Renamon, is that by now I've drawn her so much, that I don't have to worry about figuring out her form and appearance, and can focus on fun things like interesting poses and trying new rendering tricks. This time I decided to bring back colored lineart, which gives the edges a much softer look in the brightly lit areas of the pic. I think it works for this pic.
Wishing you all a Happy Easter, and hope you all enjoy ^_^
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Digimon
Size 2478 x 1487px
File Size 546 kB
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