Carefully opening the package, Xavier braced himself, barely able to contain his excitement over his purchase. It had cost him a significant amount, though with the limited number in circulation, he figured it was more than worth it. Its realistic modeling was better than any such collectible he had seen before. And Xavier felt himself lucky to even get one before they were sold out!
Sitting within the box was a Model Tamer’s Digivice, with blue accents like the one used by Rika and her Renamon. That series had always been his favorite, and Renamon was an obvious choice, given his proclivities as a furry. Not that he could afford the other models available, given this one was just shy of a thousand dollars! Besides the Digivice itself, the kit came with a variety of cards mimicking a playable card game. In the show, the tamers would use cards to modify their Digimon in combat, anything from new attacks to physical increases and other useful tactics. It seemed limited for such an expensive purchase, though for Xavier, it was more than worth it, even if he would only play with the modify function a few times!
Unable to resist the urge, Xavier picked up one of the cards, swiping it through the reader and yelling, ‘Digi modify!” It was silly, he knew, but it felt right in the moment. There was no game feature, though he could go into the device’s settings and view animations for Renamon and their evolutions. As best he could tell, they would even respond to the individual cards much like the real thing. Yet, as he struggled with the settings, he couldn’t manage to bring up an avatar of Renamon. He was a little frustrated, taking out his phone to check for instructions. All he could do was hope it wasn’t broken!
As he did so, much to his chagrin, Xavier fell into an old, silly fantasy. He had always wanted a Digimon partner, not the only one to share that dream, for sure. But he was a little embarrassed to admit he still found himself wondering what it would be like on occasion. And while Renamon had a female voice actress, Digimon were notoriously supposed to be agender. If they could present either way, Xavier couldn’t help but imagine Renamon as male, with an animalistic cock to match! Such thoughts likely went well beyond what he assumed were normal, but there was no denying how deep that desire went. Perhaps even to match the tamers that literally wished their partners into existence…
Looking at his phone, Xavier sighed as he finally found the instructions. He was supposed to swipe the blue card to turn it on, duh! Just like the anime, Xavier went to swipe the blue card through the reader, looking at the screen with some anticipation. A glow emanated from the border of the Digivice, finally activating and preparing to bring up the Renamon avatar. Yet, he soon found something was wrong. The air around the Digivice seemed to crackle, causing the hairs on his arm to rise. Worse, his nearby laptop started to spark, and Xavier reached over frantically to try to shut it down. In his panic, he dropped his phone, noticing the screen had grown dark as well. It was beyond bizarre of a coincidence that the disturbance happened at the same time as he swiped the card. Almost what he would expect to happen if Digimon were perhaps real…
What happened next was like a scene from a dream. Had the sensations against his skin not been so visceral, Xavier would be sure he was hallucinating. It seemed as though the energy from his devices was gathering above the Digivice model, which was still glowing as though running through a startup program. The intensity rapidly grew worse and worse, and soon the light became too bright for Xavier to see. He had to close his eyes, feeling the energy swirling around him and causing his heart to beat frantically. A part of him worried he would be electrocuted, though nothing happened. And as it finally waned, Xavier was greeted by the sight of something that only existed in his dreams.
Standing on the table with his Digivice was a nearly six-foot-tall anthropomorphic fox, coated in yellow fur with a white ruff and accents. It was a wonder his head didn’t hit the ceiling, though he was close, having to twitch his ears a few times as they did so. He was standing there stoically, tail swaying as he took in the room where he found himself. It was nearly impossible for Xavier to read the expression on his muzzle, too foreign in his understanding. Perhaps the most significant thing he could discern was that the Digimon was male in a way that did not exist in the anime. Naked as he was, Xavier couldn’t help but see that the fox was well endowed, thick testicles nestled between his wide thighs, and a sheath of skin that almost reached his lean belly. Surely, within that was a red bestial cock the likes of which Xavier had only dreamed of!
“Where did you come from?” Xavier thought to ask, though the question felt bizarre even in the present circumstances.
“I’m from the Digital World, of course. Did you not know this? That’s where you summoned me from,” the Renamon answered, his voice soft and alluring. Xavier couldn’t tell if it was intentional or simply a figment of his fantasy.
“I didn’t know that was possible,” Xavier whispered, almost breathless. It was more like he was talking to himself rather than to this digital being.
“To be entirely honest, I’m not sure how the process works myself,” Renamon explained. “We can be summoned to your world by a strong enough wish, though as I understand it, such is a rarity on this plane of existence. I applaud you for your force of will, and I look forward to what this world brings.”
With that, Xavier felt his mind swirling with a million questions. It didn’t seem possible that this was happening, and he had to be dreaming or drugged. Yet, never before had he felt so awake, so alive, and so elated. If he really was being given everything he ever wanted and more, what would his next step be? Would anything he did threaten to ruin it and rip it all away from him?
Lost in the cascading flood of thoughts, Xavier almost missed the sight of something red and tapered poking from the Digimon’s sheath. Glistening with leaking fluids, its impressive, throbbing length soon pushed its way from the skin, and one of Renamon’s three clawed hands reached down to rub it. It seemed he was more curious than embarrassed about doing so, and Xavier was left to stare, stunned, unable to believe what he was seeing.
“You’re male?” Xavier went to ask, even though it was obvious. Yet, with what he knew about Digmon, it seemed the inquiry was valid, and he hoped his potential partner wouldn’t be offended.
“Yes, that seems right. I am imprinted with your proclivities, after all, since we are to be partners. I am functionally about to consent by your standards; you can be assured. And even if it is sudden, I have to admit I find the sensations rather pleasant,” he said, moaning a little as he went to stroke it.
Naturally, the sight had Xavier hard in his pants, the fulfillment of every dream in his adult years. As much as it turned him on, Xavier did his best to hide it for now, not wanting to jump headfirst into anything foolish. And yet…this was his fantasy, wasn’t it? Would he be remiss for not acting on it?
It seemed as though Renamon could read his emotions, and Xavier wasn’t sure how he felt about that. “You successfully summoned me through the blue card. We are partners and belong together, for whatever that entails for you. I am yours,” he stated, and not a hint of hesitation persisted in his words.
“Do you want to be?” Xavier asked reflexively, needing to know the answer before letting his thoughts wander as they would.
“That’s an interesting question. However, I am sure that nothing I could imagine would be more fulfilling. I am eager to explore these sensations, should you wish it,” Renamon replied, and the tremor from his cock was a sign of his sincerity.
Still, the whole idea was more than he could handle, and Xavier felt himself flush with embarrassment. The idea that his desires were so transparent made him a little abashed, especially having them manifested into a Digital lifeform. Surely, he needed to take the time and flesh out the situation. And hope his new Digimon partner was amenable to whatever he eventually settled on!
“So, ummm…it was the card and a wish then, that brought you here?” Xavier asked, still a little perplexed about the whole affair.
“As I understand it, yes. But I don’t know much more than you do. All I am sure of is our bond,” Renamon explained, taking his paw off his penis. It was still poking from his sheath, however, and Xavier couldn’t help but keep his eyes on it, aroused beyond belief despite his apprehension.
“Do the other cards work on you as well? Like in the show?” Xavier asked, though he was able to detect a note of confusion on Renamon’s features.
“I’m not sure what you mean. Perhaps you are referring to something through the Digivice?” He asked, and Xavier nodded.
With that, he reached for the stack of cards that came with his purchase, rifling through them for a moment. It escaped his notice that the blue card was missing, though he figured it might have fallen under the table. For now, he picked a power boost card, swiping it quickly before wondering if he needed to yell out, “Digi modify!” once more. He resisted the urge, though it still seemed the card was scanned, a surge of energy tracing through his fingers as he did so.
For a second, he was sure a flash of light raced through Renamon as well, though it might have been a trick of his imagination. Yet, soon, Renamon blinked a few times, his body twitching as though out of his control. Jumping from the table, Renamon’s arm reflexively came down, breaking it in half with a single blow. A look of admiration crossed his features for a moment before being overcome with a sense of shame. “Oh, I’m sorry about that. The surge of power was so sudden, it was a simple reflex,” he apologized.
“No, it was just as much my fault. I don’t know how all these work. It’s really sudden…did you like it? Want to try some more?” Xavier asked, before adding, “Maybe outside this time?”
“That would be fine with me,” Renamon replied as Xavier turned to open the back door. Part of him was worried they might be seen, though he hoped his fence was enough to hide their activities. Turning to Renamon, Xavier was shocked to see he was gone, and worried he had imagined the entire thing. However, the sensation of a presence behind him outside allowed him to relax. Renamon was notoriously stealthy, apparently in the real world as well. Allowing himself to breathe a sigh of relief, Xavier moved outside, looking through the cards before selecting the next one.
“Attack enhancement…I hope it’s not too strong!” Xavier said as he scanned the card. Once more, a brief glow passed over his Digimon before he grinned, leaping in the air. “DIAMOND STORM!” He called out, and Xavier felt a shiver of concern run through him that Renamon was being too loud. Worse was the rain of diamond-shaped energy bursts forming before him, before his arms directed them into a burst below. Several craters appeared in the ground of his backyard, some of the blasts striking the base of a tree and causing it to split. Surely, the sound would be enough to trigger his neighbours, but after waiting for a few moments, it seemed he was safe.
“Perhaps something less destructive this time?” Renamon suggested, though there was no denying his sense of self-satisfaction from his power. Xavier had to admit a certain sense of pride as well, though he figured there had to be a card that wouldn’t destroy more of his property!
The sensation of envy did not abate as he scanned through the cards, each sounding more destructive than the last. If only he had the same abilities…the notion of a biomerge did not escape him, recalling how the show’s protagonists became data and merged with their partners to achieve mega evolution. To actually become a Digimon…having a partner was one thing, but if that was possible, then a world of opportunities seemed open to him. Of course, it was best to take things slow, but there was no stifling Xavier’s excitement for the future!
Checking through the cards once more, the sheen of the blue card caught his attention. Had he missed it the last few times? Surely, it hadn’t been there before, but here it was in his hand. Chalking it up to fatigue, Xavier decided to scan it next, thinking it to be the card most tied to him and his new partner. Maybe it would make Renamon Digivolve? Was that perhaps a step too fast?
“So, is it possible for you to Digivolve?” Xavier asked, though he immediately forgot that his partner had little knowledge about the cards themselves.
“I believe so. My understanding of the process is no more detailed than yours on this front. I am willing to attempt it if that is what you wish,” Renamon replied. There was a note of excitement in his otherwise stoic demeanor, however, and with that, Xavier moved to swipe the card, curious as to what would happen.
For a moment, nothing. It didn’t seem like the Digivice had registered the card this time, and Xavier went to swipe it again, though he paused. He wasn’t sure if it was overused or if it even worked, now that Renamon had manifested. Yet, he was surprised to feel the Digivice heating up in his hand, as though he was holding a coal from a fire. Going to drop it, Xavier was a little panicked as the screen began to glow, flashing with a series of wild lights. The beeping was becoming more intense, as though it was once more initiating a program sequence. Whatever was happening, Xavier couldn’t stop it, and it was rapidly growing worse!
“Fuck!” Xavier called out, feeling his body heat up as the glow intensified. To his surprise, Renamon had come to him, reaching a gloved paw for him. The moment they touched, a phantom sensation coursed through him, as though he was drawing the Digimon toward him. Xavier’s body felt light, as though he was floating there within the warm glow. The thought they might be biomerging went beyond his expectations, though he was hardly in a state to rationalize the implications. Yet, whatever was happening, there was no way to stop it!
Much to his surprise, Xavier was made painfully aware of his erection, straining to be touched. Unable to resist, he was slow to realize his clothes were missing as a surge of energy rushed through him. A moan escaped his partner as well, and while he could not see through the glowing void, he could sense that Renamon was erect and aroused as well. Thoughts of the two of them merging were fresh in his mind, and Xavier felt himself descend, the fox’s tail raising for his entrance. Without thinking, Xavier allowed his body to line up and his cock to sink into Renamon’s tight rectal furnace. All that remained was pleasure, Xavier not even needing to thrust as the two became one.
Looking down, Xavier was shocked by the sight of his three-fingered hand, claws adorning the tips that he used to lower toward Renamon’s penis. While he could still feel his own within the fox, the touch sent a shiver through the two of them at once. It was like they were both separate beings fucking, yet the same being all at once, able to perceive their pleasure in tandem. Xavier wasn’t sure what was happening, just that he didn’t want it to stop. And as both felt their conclusion approaching, Xavier allowed the foreign feelings to wash over him. He was a Renamon, as much as he was fucking one, and nothing he knew of could bring him such bliss…
A frantic beeping caused him to become aware of the Digivice still in his hands as suddenly, a still-human hand let it go. It fell to the ground, and with it, the glow faded. Before he knew what had happened, Xavier was on the ground as well, his clothes having returned to him. Renamon was with him, and the two got up, blushing a little as they did so. Renamon was obviously fully erect, and Xavier was able to notice the base of his cock had swollen over his sheath, indicative of a canine knot. It was impossible for him to hide his own erection, either, leaking through his pants. And its urgency almost brought him to the point of insisting he used it, though in his confusion, Xavier was able to keep his pants on, if only just.
Finally, thinking of looking at the Digivice, Xavier was a little shocked to see a blue screen flashing an error message over and over. Error. Error. Incompatible. Readjusting. Further attempts to touch the buttons didn’t yield any results, and eventually, Xavier took it inside, frustrated. He briefly considered trying to swipe one of the cards, though he thought better of it. Once more, it seemed the blue card was missing, though with a sudden wave of fatigue, Xavier couldn’t bring himself to search.
“Master…I don’t think I’m able to continue tonight,” came Renamon’s voice, and even his powerful form looked like it was about to collapse. Xavier offered his new Digimon an arm, and the two made their way to his bed, nearly collapsing. At first, the idea of being in bed with Renamon was somewhat daunting, though he was too tired to protest as the warm fox curled up against him. All that kept him awake was a persistent arousal, though Xavier was able to resist the urge to touch himself, if barely. In truth, he was still conflicted, and even the near-biomerge experience wasn’t enough to settle the conflict in his thoughts.
Much to his dismay, the notions carried over into his dreams as well. Not only had he fucked Renamon as part of the biomerge, but he had become a Renamon in the process as well. Powerful, lithe, furry, and well-endowed beyond his wildest fantasies. The notion of change was powerfully erotic, and Xavier used his new prowess to jerk off. And to mate his partner, though as need took over, Xavier found his inclinations shifting. More than simply viewing his Renamon as an object of sexual desire, the fox drew stronger feelings of ownership and possession. Such seemed strange, yet even while fighting against the dream, Xavier couldn’t deny the truth in it. Especially if Renamon was as eager to please as he seemed…
Over and over again, Xavier bred his Renamon partner, filling his ass with fox cream before taking a moment to recharge. Renamon seemed horny and eager, and Xavier, the larger of the two, felt that such was his right. It was intense, well beyond his previous fantasies, but natural in a way that defied his expectations. When Xavier did wake, he was left with the desire to take the sleeping Renamon right then, regardless of resistance. Yet, his bed was empty, even though his sheets were soaked with sweat and cum. Dreams aside, had he imagined the whole affair?
No. Standing against the wall, the tall fox Digimon was rubbing his chest and belly, as though discovering its texture for the first time. Xavier had to think it made some sense, especially if Renamon had never existed in the real world before. But it was his maleness that had Xavier interested, eyeing the fox’s plump balls, fuzzy sheath, and leaking red erection. The sight of it was enough to leave Xavier drooling, forgetting his previous hesitation about doing anything so intimate with his new Digimon. Despite any orgasm he’d had during the night, Xavier felt aroused and ready to go, so long as Renamon was still amenable to the idea.
Yet, the moment he rose, a peculiar itching prompted him to rub his groin. Reaching within his underwear, the texture of drying cum could not quite hide the hair it had stuck to. It felt off, no longer coarse and wiry but soft and covering the entire skin. Alarmed, he got out of bed, his erection waning with his concern. “Are you OK, Master?” Renamon asked, though there was no hiding the look of anticipation on his features. One hand had reached toward his sheath and was teasing it, though he seemed at least somewhat hesitant to take things any further without Xavier’s permission.
Yet, Xavier was more concerned with the state of his groin and did his best to rush to the washroom. It was all he could do to gradually pull down his underwear, afraid of what he might find. With the mental image firm in his head, the sight of a fluff of fox fur over his groin shouldn’t have been that shocking. Yet, the moment he exposed it, Xavier could not suppress a scream. Not only his groin, but his ass and upper thighs were coated with fur so thick he couldn’t see the skin. Even his foreskin seemed covered with a soft layer! His cock was still human, though it left him to breathe a sigh of relief. Still, it was little reprieve if the changes were to go further. It was all so new and sudden, and even his desire for the changes in his dreams could not alleviate his apprehension.
“What is it, Master?” Renamon asked through the bathroom door, and Xavier froze, not sure what to say. A part of him wanted to hide the changes away, shamed and unsure of the implications. Yet, maybe if he ignored it, the fur would simply go away.
“I’m fine. It’s OK. I’m just getting ready for work. You’ll stay here while I’m gone, OK?” He asked, to which Renamon simply said, “Of course, Master.” The hint of sadness could not be ignored, though Xavier had nothing to say for it. If only he could finish his work day, then everything might return to normal…
As he left, there was no denying an odd scent in the air, one that sent a shiver of lust through his loins. It had escaped his notice before, or perhaps it was something he had only been able to detect while cuddled with his new Digimon companion. But the odor in the apartment caused a surge of blood to flow through his penis, precum leaking in his pants as he left. Worse was that the arousing aroma persisted in his nose even as he made his way to his office. Such made it impossible to get any work done. And with what awaited him at home, Xavier couldn’t help but do anything more than feel eager for the day to end!
It was not only his thoughts that kept him from getting a decent day’s work done. The persistent itching had crept from his groin to his belly, causing him to need to pause every few minutes or so. He had to wonder if the fur was spreading, though he found himself terrified about that possibility. Worse was that the itching had begun across his beard as well, feeling like he needed a shave several days before his usual. Hoping it wasn’t turning yellow, Xavier resisted the urge to check it out. Even surprisingly longer nails were not enough for him to stop, despite the frantic clicking they made against his keyboard.
Yet, the warmth of his ears stretching was finally too extreme to ignore, and Xavier ran to the washroom, chastising himself for not having a way to cover them. The motion nearly caused him to trip, his feet strangely uncomfortable in his shoes. Was he changing even more already? Bracing himself, Xavier could barely suppress a scream at his reflection. His fear of having a yellow beard came true, but that was hardly the worst of it. His ears had grown pointed and extended far longer up his head than Xavier was comfortable with. They, too, were coated with yellow fur, with distinctive white on the tips. As he focused on them, Xavier could make them twitch somewhat. It was obvious from what he’d said this morning that they matched his new Digimon partner. And hardly the only parallel if the itching was indicative of further changes!
Two thoughts blitzed through his mind as Xavier vacantly stared at his new additions. The fact that he was changing at all made no sense, even more unfathomable than a Digimon manifesting in his bedroom. It was happening so fast that he was surely unable to hide it for long. Not only from his coworkers, but part of him didn’t want Renamon to see him like this, either. Memories of the pseudo Biomerge were fresh in his mind, and even with as good as he felt to be a Renamon, fucking his new partner…
The fact that he couldn’t go home yet was to be his bane as Xavier did his best to hide behind his work desk. The scents that had aroused him from before were back, though this time emanating from his own body. Spreading fur left him warm, and a strange musky odor seemed to be wafting from his groin. Despite his fear of the changes, Xavier couldn’t quite stem the arousal that they brought. Soon, he could see the stain on his pants as his erection strained against them. Serving only to accentuate the alluring scent, Xavier groaned, feeling like he might cum from sitting there alone. If he didn’t tend to it soon…
Getting up was a strenuous affair as he made his way to the washroom, not wanting to get caught in such a state. He managed it, albeit barely, finding a private washroom to hide in. Hardly able to get his pants down fast enough, the pungent fox musk burrowed into his nose and left him to pant. Expecting the fox fur to have spread, it was alarming how little of his skin remained. It covered his navel now, and a significant way down his tights. His foreskin was coated as well, and Xavier couldn’t help but equate the depth to a sheath like his Renamon. The cool air caused his cockhead to sink into his foreskin a little, though his touch was enough to rapidly bring him to full arousal. And Xavier was unable to resist looking at it, knowing it was changed, but needed to see. The pointed cock tip that emerged was a deep red, head tapered with no obvious glans. Given a swelling within his sheath, Xavier had to wonder if it had migrated lower.
With some embarrassment, Xavier was quick to notice his member was longer than he might have expected. The flesh was far more sensitive as well, sending his groin alight with each stroke. A flash of energy and dots spinning before his eyes drew memories to the Digital energy he had bathed in the night before. He had to think maybe that was causing his changes, though there was nothing he could think of that might disperse it. And the sheer pleasure his new prick provided was more than enough to distract him, Xavier unable to resist. As much as he might have fantasized about it in the past, he could not have imagined it feeling as good as it truly did!
Yet, even as his stroked off a thicker vulpine rod, Xavier was soon aware that something was wrong. Precum was leaking down his fingers, sticky and making it harder for him to wrap them around his cock. Struggling a little as he did so, Xavier was soon to discover it was more than the fluids keeping them together. Warmer than they should have been, Xavier removed them from his penis, regarding them with some horror. While his thumbs were intact, it seemed each pair of fingers was stuck together, harder to move separately until it was entirely impossible. Folds in the skin soon worked their way between the two, leaving him functionally with three digits, just like his Digimon partner…
With the same sensations playing over his other hand, Xavier felt himself at a crossroads. He could certainly try to get out of there before he changed further, though he figured driving with three fingers would be troublesome. And if he were to stay and jerk off, the changes would cement and make things even more troublesome. Yet, the force of his erection didn’t feel like it could easily go away. It was hitched up toward his belly now, and Xavier was sure he wouldn’t be able to hide it under his shirt. Leaking as it was, the stench wafted its way into altered nostrils, causing his penis to strain. Hell, even if he waited, it seemed the decision would soon be taken out of Xavier’s hands paws!
Without taking a moment longer, Xavier reached down and started stroking his new member. Thicker fingers were, in some ways, even better for pleasuring his new penis. The firm grip was enough to make it spurt out another glob of precum, and all Xavier could do was close his eyes and give in. Better yet, it allowed him to conjure a mental image of his Renamon partner, him being the one to tease Xavier’s cock. Not only with Renamon’s paws, like Xavier was rapidly developing. But perhaps with his puffy anus, something Xavier had dreamed of stuffing his penis into…
All too soon, an orgasmic wave crashed through him as Xavier felt himself fall into release. The force of it was almost enough to knock him over as his red penis spasmed and shot all over the bathroom. Hearing it splattering against the wall was impressive, as was the sheer amount he was able to ejaculate. His release went on far longer than he was expecting, making it difficult to focus on anything else. And in the moment of rapture, Xavier cared little for his fate, if only it would always feel this good…
With no small amount of embarrassment, Xavier soon realized it would be impossible to clean up after himself. The walls and toilet were covered with cum, and he had already been in there for some time. Someone would be looking for him or seeking to use the private facility, and it took all the time he had to get his fur cleaned up and get out there. Xavier couldn’t help but notice how his pants were tighter around his hips or that an annoying bump persisted at the base of his spine. His new sheath had spread toward his stomach now, his shirt barely able to cover it. Xavier assumed he was a little taller now, exposing his midriff and, embarrassingly, the tip of his sheath. If anyone saw him like this, Xavier worried he might collapse from embarrassment!
Eventually, Xavier felt he had no choice but to call out for the rest of the day. His boss was furious, but there was nothing that could be done. The changes were beyond the point of hiding, even before the merger of his digits. Not that he could get anything done with his fingers in such a state, but that was the least of his worries. The fact that they could not part was alarming, and even under the fur, he could detect the skin sealing up. Moreover, it was a struggle to even leave the room, his feet not properly fitting into his shoes. They were powerfully itchy as well, the yellow fur having moved down his legs to merge with the white that was forming on the backs of them. And while they haven’t changed yet, he was sure the bones would eventually force him to stand on tiptoes, impossible to hide within shoes.
Of greatest concern was what Renamon might say about his current state. As much as he’d fantasized about it before…it was just for fun, right? People had all sorts of quirky fetishes. He had never wanted it to be real, not like this! But there was no hiding things now, and there was always a chance Renamon might be able to help him. As embarrassed as he was, his penis was still poking out of his sheath, even though he’d painted the washroom with his last load. And if nothing else, he was sure Renamon wanted it, too…
“Master?” Renamon asked, his head turning the moment Xavier opened the door. Without a word, Xavier took off his shirt and pants, letting them fall to expose his cum stained underwear. It was still hard to get them down over his thighs, though the irritation against his fur made it worth it. He was covered in yellow fur, white over his belly, and his calves and feet, just like his Digimon partner.
Biting the bullet, Xavier meekly asked, “Has this ever happened before? Do you know if the biomerge caused it, or…?” Xavier let that last bit hang. With limited knowledge of Digivice technology, he was sure Renamon wouldn’t have an answer. Yet, as horny as he was, Xavier wasn’t ready to imagine a life where he remained a Digimon!
“I’m sorry, Master. I only know as much as you do. Though, if I had to guess, perhaps it was a wish being granted?” Renamon offered, and Xavier felt his heart skip a beat. It had been his wish to merge with his Digimon, or better yet, to become one himself. But now that it was happening, Xavier needed to stop it!
“Maybe the cards can help?” Xavier muttered weakly as he made his way to the Digivice. Looking them over, Xavier wasn’t sure which he was inclined to try. All of them were status modifiers, and he wasn’t sure they would even affect him, specifically. Where the hell was that blue card, and why did it keep disappearing? In the show, the Tamers could only call upon it when they wished hard enough. Xavier was certainly wishing his hardest now!
However, it seemed his own inclinations were to be to his detriment. His cock was hard once more, made worse by the musk wafting into stronger nostrils. Desperate, he took the first card he was able to find, swiping it into the Digivice, and hoping it would stop the changes. For a moment, nothing happened, though Xavier was left waiting with bated breath. Yet, his eyes were soon to fall on Renamon, a slight glow coming from his body as he rubbed his fur.
“So warm…too much….pleasse…” He managed to mutter, and Xavier was privy to the sight of his erection coming out of his sheath. It soon engorged to the point his sheath was pulled back from his knot, though only one hand was working to rub it. The other was reaching around under his tail, and Xavier found himself curious. All it took was for him to step forward as Renamon turned around, tail hitched and pink pucker exposed. For a moment, Xavier was repulsed, though as a myriad of sexual odors wafted into his nose, he stepped forward once more. As much as he figured it would be a bad idea, the moment Renamon asked him, Xavier knew he would be unable to stop-
“Master, please! Fuck me! I don’t know why I need it so bad, but I can’t help myself!” Renamon called out, reaching out with a paw hand to part his ass cheeks. The sight of his throbbing pink pucker was enough to make Xavier melt. More than anything, he wanted to fuck his Digimon partner, even if it was ill-advised. He had to come up with a way to change back and not embrace the sexuality of his form! Even if his own cock was throbbing to the point he wouldn’t be able to think of anything else until he got off…
Eventually, Xavier found himself moving toward the Renamon’s exposed pucker, stopping short of it but only just. The temptation to fuck him was more than he could bear, and Xavier found himself grinding and leaking against the Digimon’s backside. Renamon reflexively adjusted his hips, trying to take Xavier inside of him. Before he could, Xavier found his hands moving around to tease the thick rod bumping against the fox’s lean belly. Like stroking his own, Xavier found his merging fingers fit around it perfectly, and Renamon could only gasp, whimpering about needing to be fucked. It was all Xavier could do not to grant him his desire, though even the grinding was enough to bring him to the edge.
Even over the heavy musk and building lust within his loins, Xavier was aware of two changes. While he had recalled his glans had shifted downward in the bathroom a few hours ago, its swollen girth went well beyond what he was expecting. The idea he could even fit it into Renamon’s rump was outrageous, though the ache within told him it would be worth it to try. Yet, he was presently distracted by the warmth and pressure in his fingers. The bones within were merging together, soft cracks putting them into place. The pressure within his nails grew as well, burrowing into the beds and pushing outward to match his partner’s. While yellow fur dusted their backs, Xavier could also perceive the skin at their undersides thickening, likely forming a set of paw pads. He could raise his other paw to view them, though he was not inclined to do so as he continued rubbing his leaking cock over the Digimon’s furry backside.
“Please, Master…make me cum…like your good pet!” Renamon called suddenly, and the words caused Xavier to pause for a moment. Pet? Was that the right word? It was a certain relationship that some in the anime carried with their Digimon partners, at least at first. And Renamon seemed to want the moniker, even if it was in the heat of the moment. Who was Xavier to deny him that? And then there was how much it was turning him on…
Thrusting his hips and holding his cock tense under Renamon’s tail, Xavier felt himself going over the edge. He wanted to hold back, perhaps to think for a moment. However, it was more likely he wanted to rut into Renamon’s fuck hole, taking him an immense amount of restraint to hold back. Yet, it was too late for regrets as his balls went into release. Thrusting wildly, his penis unloaded pints of off-white cum over the Renamon’s asshole and fur, though Xavier had little regard for his cleanliness. His paw hand jerked off his partner wildly, and soon Renamon’s cock went into release as well. His own pungent semen painted the walls and floor, as though it were the first time he had cum since manifesting in this world. Vibrating as he was, Xavier almost had to catch him before Renamon fell over. And it seemed he was comfortable in Xavier’s arms, though he was cuddling a lover, or perhaps a pet, as Renamon had asked to be…
Looking into the fox’s eyes, Xavier couldn’t help but notice a hint of disappointment. It was hardly due to the cum coating his asshole, which Xavier could still see, almost clenching before his eyes. He had wanted to be fucked, to have direct prostate stimulation and perhaps the feeling of true submission. And Xavier had denied him that. As much as Xavier didn’t want to voice that truth, something about it seemed to sit well with him. Like he wanted a pet to dominate, and not a partner. It harkened back to their failed biomerge, being the dominant one in the situation. As much as he had never fantasized about it before, now, there was no removing the notion from his mind, or how appealing he found it going forward.
Regardless of how he felt over the situation, there was no denying he was continuing to change, perhaps even faster after giving in to his lusts. His hands were already growing fur, patches forming up his arms, as his navel and pecs became coated as well. His aching feet were too large for shoes and socks, and taking them off made them catch on thicker nails. Worried about what would become of his feet, Xavier only needed to look down at Renamon’s paws to see his own fate. Attempts to move his toes were disappointing, as though he was already losing the ability to flex them as he’d always cherished. They were much thinner, already making his hybrid stance much more difficult to maintain. Attempts to step forward caused him to pitch, and Renamon was there to catch them as tears ran down his face.
“It will be alright, Master. My feet are far more agile than yours are now,” he tried to assure him, though the words only caused Xavier to despair. He was changing so fast now, and no matter how good it made him feel, there was no way he could sit back and let it happen.
Sitting down at his laptop, it was obvious there was little chance of finding a reprieve. Even if the Digivice had a website, his altered fingers made typing almost impossible. They were far too thick, and Xavier needed to tap lightly not to break the keys with his new claws. It was a painful endeavor, made worse by the fact that nothing existed online to explain his working Digivice. Let alone the materialization of a Digimon into the real world, save for in fanfiction. Eventually, he closed the laptop, resisting the urge to throw it at the wall. If he didn’t find help soon, he would turn all the way into a Renamon! A horny one, desiring to dominate this needy male he had just met yesterday…
The longer he was forced to wait, the more impatient it seemed Renamon was becoming. His normally stoic persona was breaking down as he whined, moving across the room while panting and holding his hips. His penis was constantly poking from his sheath, leaking down over his groin. Worse, Renamon had made no move to clean himself, the musk from Xavier’s drying cum still hanging in the air. The male miasma made it nearly impossible to think, Xavier feeling his own cock stirring in response. He couldn’t even put his pants back on over thicker thighs and was forced to view his erection throbbing, demanding attention. It was a wonder he was able to control himself at all, likely simply because he had just cum not more than an hour ago. Yet, with the pent-up need in his balls, it seemed he would be able to go again at a moment’s notice.
Of course, the changes were relentless all the while, centering in his feet with a persistent ache of stretching bone and muscle. They were much thinner now, heels longer and prompting a need to balance on the balls of his feet. Unable to feel the floor under them, Xavier paused to look at the spade-shaped paws that had formed on their soles. Thicker than the ones on his hand, Xavier was concerned about walking on them, worried about their stability. His toes, too, were nearly numb at this point, pulled together with thick skin in between the former digits. At least the four that remained, Xavier was sure his big toes were gone, any remnant stubs hidden beneath the fur. His white fox pelt had spread all the way down his feet, filling in the gaps of his new paw pads. And pointed claws had taken form on the tips of them, clicking on the floor and making it unnecessary for socks and shoes any longer.
Yet, it was harder to lament the changes as he stole glances at his Renamon’s own feet. His lithe stance was sexy as hell, thick, powerful thighs giving way to lean calves and thin fox feet. Xavier knew firsthand how quick and agile his Renamon was, and the idea that he would be the same soon was more enticing than he would have thought. Xavier was a little surprised to feel his cock coming to full erection once more, already leaking at the intrusive thoughts. Yet, it was impossible not to admire the sleek, sexy fox form that would soon be his, as well…
Almost too fast for him to see, Renamon was on his knees before him, taking Xavier’s red cock in his pointed muzzle. The sensation of a skilled tongue on his penis left him moaning, moving his paws down to the sides of Renamon’s head. A part of him wanted to tell his Digimon pet to stop, though Renamon seemed insistent. Yet, he couldn’t deny how needy his new body was, cock already hard and furry ballsack demanding to be emptied. He couldn’t be this horny, yet the moment his Renamon presented, there was no holding back his new instincts. And his slim muzzle felt so exquisite, taking Xavier’s thicker member all the way to the back of his throat. Hell, the yellow fox didn’t even seem to have a gag reflex, and despite the size of his muzzle, Xavier wanted him to take his knot!
Lost in the blissful blowjob, Xavier was ignorant of the sensation of his tailbone popping, forcing the previously minute nub to extend. Hands on the fox’s head, Xavier couldn’t spare a hand to reach back and touch it, even if he could now perceive the weight of the thing. It took him some time to realize that he was growing a tail, skin brushing against the back of his furry legs before it sprouted its own coat. The temptation to touch it soon became too great, and reaching back, a shiver ran through his spine. Sparing a look, he was startled to see the thick, swaying fox tail behind him, steadily reaching the stature of his pet’s own. It was enough to delay his orgasm, though only just as Renamon kept up his skilled oral efforts, eager to have Xavier become as he was.
“Cum for me, master…” Renamon moaned, taking his muzzle off just long enough to be understood.
While Xavier was concerned with how much his mentality had altered, there was little in the way holding him back. Swelling balls cried out for release, and all he could do was yelp out, “Yes, take it!” With that, he let himself go, cock throbbing as Renamon did his best. Despite the size of his knot, Renamon managed to keep it within his muzzle, even if he did seem a little sore. By the time Xavier was depleted, not a drop of cum remained as Renamon licked his lips, grinning up at him.
“Are you pleased, Master?” He asked, still down on his knees. There was no denying the sheer elation on his features, even with a face that was so inhuman. It seemed impossible that this could be the epitome of his satisfaction, and Xavier felt a modicum of guilt over what level his Digivice modification might have affected him. Yet, it would be cruel to leave him out in the cold, wouldn’t it?
“You did good, pet,” Xavier praised, reaching down to rub his fur. He couldn’t perceive it as well with his paw pads, but it didn’t matter as Renamon seemed to love the touch regardless.
Rubbing his pet’s fur reminded him of the fur covering his own body, Xavier having been ignorant of the itching over his chest. His chest itself seemed leaner, though more muscled, something he could even perceive through his paws. It was almost delightful to see his treasure trail turning white, spreading over his pecs, and changing to yellow on his sides. As scared as Xavier was, he couldn’t help but see the sexiness in it. Besides, there didn’t seem to be anything he could think of to stop it or change back. And maybe it wouldn’t be the worst thing if he could continue to feel this way…
Late in the evening, as it was, Xavier figured there was little more to be done for tonight. “Let’s sleep on it,” he suggested, to which Renamon simply said, “Of course, Master.” His total devotion felt like it should have been a point of contention, though it served to make Xavier grin with his still-human mouth. Having a pet to service his needs carried a certain weight with it, yet with the new power in his changing body, wasn’t he worthy of such?
Naturally, Renamon was inclined to sleep with him, though Xavier felt it better to have the fox sleep at the foot of his bed. Renamon relented, though he did seem somewhat disappointed. Xavier was struggling in his own way, finding the fur did not feel comfortable under the sheets. He was far too hot, and it was harder to figure out a way to lie comfortably with his tail. Curling around himself in a way that matched his sleeping Renamon, Xavier managed to find rest, though barely. The steady itch of fur growing up his chest and back made it nearly impossible. It was getting particularly thick around his neck as well, forming a familiar ruff that he wished he could better feel. As much as he admired the form, it was annoying how uncomfortable it was to grow its proper pelt!
Eventually, the warm body of his Renamon, shoving his way into Xavier’s arms, caused him to relent. His smell was somewhat stronger, musky and spicy in a way that triggered his arousal. It wasn’t enough for him to get off, though he hardly needed to after their escapades today. But he couldn’t deny how wonderful it was to have his warm body against Xavier’s own, feeling Renamon’s tail slapping against his thigh. If he wanted to, Xavier could easily reach around and jerk off the fox Digimon, though he figured it was best to save it for tomorrow. That, and with the comfort of his pet in his arms, Xavier found it easy to fall asleep.
The thick scent of his male mate was eventually enough for Xavier to rouse some hours later, rested and refreshed. And aroused, too, given the state of his erection. Reflexively, Xavier started thrusting, feeling his cock leaking over Renamon’s backside. It was hard to think over the sheer arousal flooding his veins, though as Renamon stirred and leaned back into it, Xavier found he didn’t care. A groan escaped his lips, Xavier barely aware they were longer now. In the heat of the moment, he needed it in the worst way!
Yet, as he started to thrust, the increased itching over his chest and shoulders caused him to pause. While his cock wasn’t quite inclined to recede, he was at least able to get up and take stock of his changes. Renamon, too, got out of bed, a concerned expression on his muzzle as he regarded his master’s new changes. While Xavier had been aware of his spreading ruff, it was far longer than he had been expecting. Looking down, he could see it just below his field of vision, though that was hardly the most alarming thing to have altered. While his face wasn’t fully changed, he could tell his nose was longer, black, and sitting toward his upper lip. Breathing in, he was powerfully aware of the scents in the room, their fox musk and sex perforating his senses. His new paws could perceive the damp sensation over his nose, and even as strange as it looked on his features, Xavier welcomed it for his new abilities.
It didn’t take his mirror to show how much he had changed already. Thick patches of fur had erupted from his shoulders, firm yet soft as best he could perceive. They were larger than he had expected as well, almost feathery, though rather fetching over the coat of yellow fur he now possessed. It had spread over his chest and up his back now, only his human hair unchanged for the moment. His beard had fully converted, pushed up into bushy sideburns, and spread over his face and forehead. Ears had elongated, sticking out past his head and tipped with white fur. If he focused on them, Xavier could move them a little, and was delighted to see Renamon doing the same. While his face was relatively human, with a darker nose and pointed canines, it was likely to alter soon. And all he needed was to look at Renamon for a picture of his future.
Of course, the changes were not limited to what he could see on the surface. He didn’t need to take a run outside for Xavier to know how powerful he had become in a short period. There was no denying the hint of jealousy that came with seeing Renamon’s physical prowess, his agility, speed, and strength. And all that was now his to be enjoyed, perhaps for the rest of his life. Did he want that to be his life going forward? Surely, his Renamon did, and Xavier was just as responsible for his well-being. And as he walked forward ably on his new paws, all Xavier could think about was his throbbing erection. If the best way to tend to it was to use his Renamon pet’s body, then who was he to deny that part of himself now?
Without thinking, Xavier moved toward Renamon, regarding him with some curiosity before taking him in a sudden kiss. The sensation of his lips was unfamiliar, though Xavier felt his forwardness was warranted. Though surprised, Renamon kissed him back, and Xavier pulled him close, loving the warmth of his body. Much to his enjoyment, Renamon seemed to be a little smaller than he was, much like the pet Xavier felt he deserved. His cock was rock hard the entire time, bobbing against Renamon’s and leaking clear fluids. Taking the fox’s muzzle in his paws, Xavier had to pause a moment, feeling a soreness in his jaw that denoted its growth. Yet, he could only see the handsomeness in Renamon’s, wishing to possess his own. Not only did he desire to be the same as Renamon, but he needed to be superior to his pet. Such was the only recourse for a master, after all!
“Yes, Master, please fuck me!” Renamon begged, getting down on the bed and raising his tail. No stranger to the sight of his pink anus, Xavier couldn’t help but want to stick his new nose down, huffing deeply of his sweaty balls. As he did so, the scents reaching his brain were more nuanced than he could have anticipated, and Xavier couldn’t help but reach his tongue out to taste. Such sent a shiver down Renamon’s body, and he started to wiggle his ass, whining to be fucked. Yet, it was Xavier’s prerogative to take his pleasure from his pet, and he held Renamon’s rear still, sniffing and licking and learning his backside. If he were not to change back, then Xavier would have a lifetime to explore it all, and he wished to do so at his leisure.
Yet, the ache in his cock eventually grew to the point he could not deny his pet any longer. A part of him was surprised by how much his mind was altering, likely a result of their merging. Perhaps one simply had to be dominant while the other was submissive. That, or it had secretly been his wish to be a master to a pet, to dominate and take another who wanted it as much as Xavier did. Yet, did it matter? Why was he thinking so much about it if he could be fucking?
Figuring he would need to use his precum to lube up Renamon’s rear, Xavier was surprised to feel his cock go in easily. It was as though Renamon’s rear was elastic and ready for it, groaning as Xavier worked his way in. As large as he was, there should have been no way his cock could fit in without extreme discomfort. Yet, Xavier managed inch after inch, working toward the base of his knot, touching Renamon’s hips. As he did so, a surge of tingling came over his eyes, and Xavier blinked them a little, feeling them water. It took him a moment to notice his vision was clearer, and he had to figure out his eyes were now blue like Renamon’s own. The idea was hot as hell, and Xavier wasted no time thrusting, Renamon calling out, “Oh yes, Master, please!”
All Xavier could focus on was how tight his fuck was, Renamon’s ass gripping on every inch of his cock, rather sensually. He went to place his paws on his pet’s hips, though not without slapping his ass a little as Renamon grunted. Not only did he want to cream this Digimon’s man cunt, but he wanted to make sure Renamon felt ‘owned’. It wasn’t simply his own desire, but he craved to give Renamon what he wanted as well. “Take it, pet, you want my cum, don’t you? You needy little pet. Beg for it!” He exclaimed, barely noticing the altered cadence of his voice.
“Yes, Master, I’m all yours, please, fuck me and claim me! I need it so bad!” Renamon called out, and it was all the motivation Xavier needed. A part of him wanted to take things slow for their first anal sex. Yet, that rising dominance called him to fuck with abandonment. After all, it was what both he and his pet desired. They would likely have plenty of time to revel in their sexuality now that he was nearly changed, and it was obvious they would be together.
Of course, the remaining bits of humanity were to be robbed from him as Xavier fucked himself into a Digimon. It mattered little, Xavier craving the visage more to be the perfect master for his mate. It ached a little to have his face pushing out, jaw cracking, and teeth sharpening. His face was somewhat more lean than human masculinity, though as he turned to look in the mirror, Xavier could only find the reflection hot as hell. Best was how his nose pushed out further, enhancing his olfactory abilities beyond what he could have anticipated. All thoughts were moot with the intensity of pleasure and overwhelming scents that drifted into his being. He enjoyed the sight of his muzzle in front of his vision, and his human hair shifting into fur was pleasant to witness as well. No desire to retain his human features remained, and Xavier was happy to give it all away in the moment of rut.
And it was soon to end as the tension in his testicles rose to the breaking point. They had been slapping against Renamon’s balls all the while, the heavy sound second to the slick sliding of their fluids as Renamon was fucked. Best yet, the heavy pressure against his knot was almost more than he could bear. He was so close, each thrust opening Renamon a little more. Not that his rear was inclined to hold Xavier back, though Xavier wanted to take it by force. “So close…be a good pet…take my knot!” He called out, voice slightly higher but no less indicative of his desires.
“Yes, Master! Knot me!” Renamon responded, and the desperation in his voice removed any hesitation in Xavier’s mind.
In the heat of rut, Xavier needed nothing more than to burrow his thick knot into the bowels of his needy pet. It seemed Renamon’s asshole was designed for it, and with a wet pop, Xavier felt his knot open him up. Even the Digimon’s massive hips could not entirely hide the bulge as Xavier worked his cock inside. Shallow thrusts drew him closer and closer to the finish, and Xavier felt his thoughts whiting out at the point of release. A small part of him worried that the changes were permanent now that they had completed with him. Yet, as his entire body stiffened and he unleashed his load, Xavier could find no fault in what had happened. His body was powerfully sexual, and he had his pet to take his cock whenever he desired. What more did he need…?
As Xavier felt his load being unleashed into his pet, he had just enough awareness to bring Renamon with him. All it took was to reach around and gently stroke the Digimon’s cock for Renamon to moan out as well. The pressure against his prostate had kept him on the edge, and the little push sent Renamon over to spill copious seed over the bed. All he could do was collapse, bringing Xavier down with him, and their warm, furry bodies stayed snuggled together. The pressure of Renamon’s rectal clamps would be enough to keep Xavier in, even if his knot had not been so engorged. And with that, the two could remain in each other’s embrace as they came to terms with their new lots in life.
Xavier, for his part, loved the embrace of his pet, rubbing his fur and enjoying the texture even through his paws. The grip on his knot was sublime, making him feel complete inside and out. Never before had sex been so fulfilling, and carried with it so much promise. Having a pet to dominate, to take care of, and have his needs tended to in turn had awoken something within him that Xavier had never understood. With that in mind, he held his pet even tighter, relishing in his ownership over the Digimon. It seemed Renamon was amicable to the position as well, finding joy in the simplicity of servitude. Such a dynamic made sense enough that Xavier couldn’t imagine ever wanting to reverse it, if he could even make so powerful a wish.
It seemed like an eternity later when Xavier’s knot finally relented and he was able to pull out of his pet with a rush of semen. The smell was rather alluring, all things considered, and even as Xavier’s cock slid back into his sheath, it still twitched a little. Yet, he didn’t want to stir himself into arousal once more, as sublime as it felt. Rather, it was time to come to terms with his new body and position. He was a Digimon now, yet still a tamer in some fashion. Would his Digivice work on him as well? And was the power of his wish still applicable? Such was a force he barely understood, though it was becoming obvious his wishes were not for what he asked for, but for things his psyche desired deep down.
As though responding to his thoughts directly, the Digivice began to glow and form a small portal above it. A data stream shimmered in the air, and Xavier reflexively reached out, feeling a tingling over his paw. It felt right to extend the other one as well, and soon, the digital energy surrounded their entire surface. Confused, it took a few moments for the digital energy to take shape and for Xavier to feel them close over his paws. Moments before they manifested, Xavier was able to ascertain their purpose. Soon, he was adorned with a pair of purple, fingerless gloves, the perfect shape for his new paws. Having stretched all the way up to his elbows, Xavier turned his arms around a few times, admiring their contours. To his delight, they possessed the yin and yang symbols along the side, perfectly matching the ones possessed by his pet.
“They fit you well, Master,” Renamon stated, and reached out to take one of Xavier’s hands. He allowed the gesture, feeling happy, perhaps more than he could have ever expected.
“I wonder if I’ll ever change back,” Xavier mused, looking around his home. None of the devices or furniture was fit for a Digmon as he had become. And that notion hardly bothered him as much as he’d thought. Not just for the feelings of pride in his sexuality and power that came with his body. But it was as though the things of the past held no meaning for him anymore.
“Do you want to?” Renamon asked, more curious than concerned.
“No,” Xavier replied quickly. Even if he did not belong here, the body belonged to him, now, as much as his Digimon pet did, as well.
As though reading his thoughts, Renamon raised his hands to the air above the Digivice. “Should we leave, Master? If you’re worried about remaining here, we will fit in fine in the Digital World. I would be happy to show you around, and I hope you’ll still breed me often…” he offered, and Xavier couldn’t deny the idea had appeal.
“It might be better, so long as you’re there to keep us safe. And I’ll be more than happy to keep you well bred, my pet,” he replied, lightly kissing the fox’s nose. In truth, the idea of journeying into a new world was daunting, to give up everything he had for his whole life. Yet…with everything he had to gain…was there anything he would really miss?
“As you wish,” Renamon said as Xavier reached down to take his paw. Renamon responded in kind as the gate opened before them. Hand in hand, the two moved forward into a new world and a new adventure.