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ArmorKuwagata for me posting this old relic. I wrote this years ago, and at their insistence, it's back from the grave with a fresh coat of paint and a new air freshener.
OCs abound, recolor digimons, and completely original family relations, as well as a bunch of adorable shenanigans. One of my oldest characters, Jessie, got her start in this fic, and the world was never quite the same after that. :P
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The Pink Card, a Digimon Tamers fan fiction story
By JayManney4Life
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The following is a non-profit fan based story. Digimon and Digimon Tamers are all owned by Toei Animation, Bandai, and several other groups. Please support the official release!
Warning: This story contains elements of age regression, diaper usage, and babyfur themes. If you don't like it, don't read it. You've been warned!
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Oh boy, this one really takes me back. For a while back in the early 00s I played around under an alias in the old Yahoo Groups days, and from there I ended up writing a fanfic for Digimon Season Three/Digimon Tamers. I considered it an old shame, but my fiance loves it, so here we are and I've brought it back with a lot of clean up and polish. It's still not great, but whatever, here we are.
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In a small suburb in Tokyo, not too far from the upscale campus of Kagurazaki Girl's Academy, the same school a certain infamous 'Digimon Queen' attended, a young girl with white hair and pink goggles was in her family's living room. Jessie Yamata, 10 years old, and cousin to the Digimon Card Game 'D-1 Grand prix' winner Ruki Makino, was thumbing through her collection of Digimon cards, having picked some new ones up after one of the local kids challenged her to a game earlier that week, and she was hoping to have possibly acquired some either rare or simply useful ones.
“... Hmm.. nah.. nope.. have it... this one too... got plenty of these... God, you’d think there’s be one good card in this whole pile...” Continuing to grumble, the white-haired child didn’t notice one of the cards she discarded start to glow. Seeing the light out of the corner of her eye, she dropped what she was checking and turned to see what was happening, only to see the light fade from the card.
“What’s this?” she asked. Brushing some of the other cards away, Jess’ hand came upon the source of the light, a strange looking card that seemed similar to a Digivolution card, except it was pink instead of blue. Picking it up out of the pile, she examined it for a moment, scratching the back of her head curiously. “That's strange, I’ve never seen a card like this one before.” She thinks about it for a moment, then slides it into her deck, packing them into her hip pack as she got up to run, not wanting to be late for school, so for the moment the mystery of the pink card would have to wait...
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That evening after school, Jess got up to her room and threw her book bag on her desk, having been thinking about that card all day long, wondering what it could possibly be used for. Holding it up to the light, she twirled it around in her fingers, studying it very carefully. “Hmm, it must be for some power-up, or maybe a new Digivolution," she muttered as she plopped down on her bed, "I wonder if Renamon would have any idea what it does.”
This odd bit of rambling might've seemed strange to some folks, but it was perfectly normal for a girl like Jessie, especially since she was used to dealing with Digimon on a regular basis. For you see, much like her cousin, Jessie Yamata was what you called a Digimon Tamer, a chosen child with a special device called a D-Power, a card reader that lets them bring about unusual powers, abilities, and upgrades to their Digimon partners, amongst other things.
As if on cue, the fox Digimon appeared next to her partner’s bed, looking down at her. "You called?" she asked, leaning over the side. This particular Renamon was different than the one that ran around with her cousin Ruki, being snow white instead of bright yellow, and her eyes and assorted markings were colored various shades of blue instead of the usual greens and purples. Even her gauntlets were a cool shade of blue as well. Jessie had wondered if she were some variant species at first, like the SnowAgumons and the like, but far as she had been able to tell from her device's scans, Renamon had no additional modifiers like that, so she just chalked it up to program differences.
Sitting up on her bed, the white haired tamer looked at her, “I found a new card today, but it’s not like any I’ve seen before," Jessie said. "It has all the usual markings of a Blue Card, except it’s pink. Since I'm all out of ideas, I thought you might have some clue what it's for.” Rolling over and sitting up, she held the mysterious pink game card out for her partner to take.
Curious as she was, the fox Digimon took the card and examined it for a moment, then looked back down at her partner. “Hmm, I’m not sure. Never seen one like this, it could be any number of things," Renamon replied, before flicking the card back at her. "Why don’t you slash it and see what happens?”
Jessie caught the card between her fingers and thought about it for a moment, then shrugged and reached for her D-Vice on her desk. “Well, like you said, it could do any number of things, but whatever. Not like we've got any better ideas.”
A few minutes later, the pair were out in the Yamata family's back yard, having not wished to mess up Jessie's room if things got screwy with whatever the new card did when activated. When Renamon signaled that she was ready, the white haired tamer sighed and assumed her stance. “Alright, here goes nothing. Digimodify!! Pink Card Activate!!”
As she ran the card through the scan slot, a bright beam of energy shot from the LED screen and hit Renamon, sending her crashing into the laundry that was hanging on the line across the yard and into a tangled heap on the ground. “Renamon!!” Jessie yelled out as she ran over to her partner’s side, checking her over and making sure she was still in on piece. “Renamon, are you okay?! Speak to me!”
Receiving a groan for her efforts, the preteen tamer let out a sigh of relief as the fox Digimon slowly came around “Ugh, you don’t have to yell," Renamon replied, sitting up a bit woosily at first while untangling herself from the linens. "Somebody get the number of the Locomon that hit me. Great Omegamon, that card packs a punch.”
"Criminy, was that some kind of trick card? What was that supposed to do?" Jessie asked in an exasperated tone, helping her fluffy friend up to a seated position. "How are you feeling? Notice anything different?"
Shaking her head and rubbing her temples, Renamon opened her eyes slowly, only to wince again from how bright things still felt. “Other than feeling like I got into your mom's happy juice, I don't feel all that different. Definitely wouldn't want to do that again though.”
Relieved that her partner seemed to be mostly fine, Jessie helped her back up and the two went back inside. She was going to look the card over again, but much like the Blue Cards once they were used, it had seemingly changed back into a normal Digimon card, leaving her with more questions than answers. “Must've been defective, or some sort of fluke. Weird.”
With that said and done, Renamon flopped down on the oversized bean bag she usually used as her personal bed, stretching out before curling up and getting comfortable, and even pulled out an eye mask from seemingly nowhere and putting it on. “Whatever it is, I’ll worry about it in the morning, I’m spent. Nighty night.”
Seeing that things were done for the moment, Jessie shrugged and yawned as well. With a glance at her kitty themed wall clock, the young girl realised it was getting late. Changing into her pajamas and crawling into bed, she clicked out the light by her bed and settled in for the night, glancing over at her snoozing partner. "Goodnight Renamon, sweet dreams," she whispered, then rolled over and was soon zonked out for the night. Renamon was probably right, if anything happened with that weird pink card, they could both worry about it in the morning...
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The next morning, Renamon rolled off of her bean bag with a yawn, stretching and scratching her head. It was Saturday, and, as usual, she and Jessie were going to be following the other tamers, hoping to finally find out what they were hiding. Walking over to the beanbag, Renamon poked at Jess with her tail, trying to wake her up, “Okay lazy bones, time to get up, we’re burning daylight.” After a minute or so, the fox Digimon got annoyed, then grabbed the side of her sheets. “Hmph, I didn’t wanna have to do this Jessie, but you’ve left me with no other choice.”
With no other warning, she jerked the sheet and blanket off of her tamer’s bed, and produced a large bucket of ice water.
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“EEEK!! RENAMON!!” Jessie shrieked indignantly and flailed about, before rolling out of bed with a wet flop and glaring daggers at the now laughing vixen. Giving her several more dirty looks, she ran to the bathroom, vowing vengeance in her wake. One good hot shower later, the white haired girl walked back to her room, where Renamon had at least been considerate enough to change out the soaked sheets. “Alright, I'm up and I'm awake. It's not even noon yet, why are you even up yet?”
With a giggle that honestly surprised her partner, Renamon seemed downright bubbly, a bit of a departure from her usual attitude. “It’s Saturday morning, Jessie! The daylight's burning and there's cartoons to watch! Plus, you said you wanted to go see what the other tamer kids were up to, right? Well we can't do that if we sleep in all morning!” she replied, twirling around in a full pirouette on one foot.
This earned a few odd looks from Jess, blinking several times at this energetic display.
“Renamon, are you feeling okay? You seem rather, well, perky today.”
Renamon just sort of blinked, having not really noticed. “Huh? Oh yeah, I feel great! Super even! I think you were right about that card, I feel totally energized today! That must've been what it was!”
Jessie wasn't totally sold, but decided not to question it too much. Instead, she found herself noticing something else different, namely a difference in height between the pair. Normally Renamon was a few inches taller than her, but right now, seeing the two of them in the mirror, Jess noticed that she and her foxy partner were almost the exact same height. “Hey Renamon, is it just me, or did you shrink?”
The fox stopped in her place, then looked at herself and the other girl in Jessie's bedroom mirror. “Hmm... nah, you must be imagining things. Maybe you’ve had a growth spirt or something. You did say some of your clothes were feeling a little more snug a while back, right?”
Leaning close to the snowy fox, Jessie squinted, but ultimately shrugged, “Yeah, I guess you’re right, it must have been my imagination.” With that said, Jessie stepped into her closet, only to pop back out a few minutes later, clad in a pair of white jeans, a blue t-shirt with a paw print in the center, and her pink trimmed silver goggles and gloves. Grabbing her D-Vice and her card pack off of her desk, she put them on her belt and walked out of the room, Renamon quick to follow after her, not wanting to miss breakfast. Once the two partners finished their morning meal, they wished Jessie's mom goodbye and took off for the park to search for the other tamers and their Digimon. Since it was a Saturday, odds were that the others would be hanging out there and letting their Digimon play or train with each other.
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When they finally arrived, Jess and Renamon were hiding behind a large row of bushes, watching quietly in wait while observing the people who passed by.
While Jess was busy trying to locate their targets, the foxy Digimon had her sights set on something else entirely. Some little kids were playing around in the playground area, running, chasing each other, and overall having a good time. This made Renamon’s tail wag behind her, it looked like a lot of fun, not to mention more exciting than what she and her tamer were doing at the moment. “Hey Jessie, this is soooo boring. Can’t we do something else today, like maybe getting some ice cream or playing with the other children around here?” she almost whined, fidgeting in place while she watched from her spot.
Jess turned around and stared at Renamon with a look of annoyance, “Renamon, we’re not here to have fun, we have a mission to complete, remember? Have you completely forgotten what we’re trying to do?”
The foxy digimon whimpered and pouted, not acting at all like her normal self, “Come ooon! We always act all super spy like and watchthe other tamers, but we never do anything. Why don't we just go and talk to them, or just, you know, leave some cameras up to watch them while we go have some real fun? I'm bored!” She actually did whine that time, which really made her partner question her.
“Renamon, you’ve been acting really strange this morning. Are you sure you’re okay?” Maybe they should head back and call this trip a wash, she thought to herself, especially if the fox digimon was being so unlike herself.
The digivixen giggled, smiling all innocently at her tamer. “You worry too much Jess. It’s a sunny day, the birds are chirping, come on, let’s enjoy ourselves!” With that little burst of cheerfulness, Renamon leaped from her perch up in the trees, then ran out into the open amidst all the children on the playground. Jessie freaked out and jumped down after her, “Renamon! Get you’re furry tail back here!” she gave a frustrated sigh, thinking ‘This is seriously messed up.’
Despite her partner panicing, Renamon was having an absolute ball. The children had gotten excited when they saw her, then when they started playing around with her things really got picked up. They were running up and down the slides, chasing her around the jungle gyms, and Renamon even let some of the younger girls cuddle and pet her. Jessie watched the whole thing, her eyes twitching abit, unable to believe what she was seeing. Finally, Renamon and her playmates had gotten tired, and Jessie decided to take advantage of the moment. Walking down to where her fuzzy partner was, she tapped her foot and cleared her throat, “Sorry kids, but Renamon has to go home now, Don’t You Renamon?” Everyone, including the white vixen went ‘Aww,’ and she reluctantly got back up and left, all the little kids waving goodbye to their new playmate.
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That evening back at Jessie’s place, the white haired tamer was thoroughly displeased with her partner, pacing around while the vulpine digimon watched her from the middle of the futon. Jessie didn’t get upset easily, but Renamon knew that when she was angry, it usually meant trouble for whomever was responsible. “I can’t believe you did something so foolish as to go and play with those little kids, especially when I told you we were supposed to be looking out for any other tamers or wild digimon!” Renamon drooped her pointed ears abit, looking down at the floor while Jessie chastised her for her actions, “.. I said I was sorry... I was bored, and we hadn’t seen anyone all day...”
“That’s not the point Renamon! The point was that we had a job to do and I expected you to do it, not go running off like recess had let out! Do you understand?” she practically fumed, looking at her partner on her bed. Renamon sighed and softly nodded her head, standing up and looking away, “... Yes Jessie, I understand... I guess I just haven’t felt like myself lately... I’ll try to do better next time...” and with that, the digital vixen phased out, only to reappear a few moments later on a futon on the other corner of the room, where she promptly curled up and dozed off, her back turned to her tamer while she slept.
Jessie sighed and shook her head, walking towards her closet to change for bed, taking a quick glance back at Renamon. She sighed again, ‘Maybe I shouldn’t have been so hard on her. It has been a slow couple of days, I can’t really blame her for getting bored and antsy,’ then a small smile formed on her lips, thinking again, ‘Oh what the heck, I'll make it up to her tomorrow. We're both kids, no need to be serious all the time. We'll go do something fun and let the Tamers business go for the day.’ With that, she quickly changed her clothing and headed to bed, letting her plans percolate for the rest of the night.
If only the young tamer had stayed a few more moments, she might have noticed a strange hue over her partner’s fur, glowing for a moment, then vanishing without a trace. The slumbering vixen yawned for a moment, then rolled onto her other side, clutching her bushy tail to her frame and, to the surprise of anyone who might’ve been watching, holding her right thumb in her mouth...
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While Renamon slumbered on her futon, the vulpine digimon had a strange dream. She was surrounded by bright light in a hazy pink mist, sitting atop of her futon mat. She blinked a few times and tried to stand up, only to discover her body was not cooperating with her.
She finally managed to get to her feet, she noticed that everything around her looked unbelievably bigger, and that she herself had gotten quite smaller, about the size of her in-training form, yet she still appeared to be herself. What really got her attention was the fact that her purple gauntlets were gone, and she was wearing a large, or at least to her it was large, baby’s diaper! To make matters worse, it was a wet baby’s diaper!
This was a major shock to the small vixen, or more appropriately, kit, considering how she looked now. Wondering what was going on, she started to call out for someone, namely her tamer, Jessie. When she didnt get any response, she called again, and again, despite her amazement at how childish her voice sounded then.
After a few more tries, she started to get worried, and the little snowy fox began to whimper, plopping back down on her mat. She was alone, not knowing where she was, and was now the size of a plushie. It was too much for her confused mind and she started to cry, softly at first, then moving up to a true child’s wail.
It was then and there that a figure came walking up to the frightened digimon, kneeling down and gently picking her up in her arms. The person was obviously a female, by her figure and the tone of her voice, but her face was shrowded with light, hiding her identity from the crying Renamon.
“Shhh, there there baby, mommy’s here for you,” the female gently crooned as she held Renamon close, patting her back and trying to sooth her. The young kit soon started to calm down, her crying quickly being reduced to soft whimpering. The female gave a comforting smile, then gently stuck a finger through one of the leg holes of the little digimon’s very saturated diaper.
“Uh oh, looks like one little foxy needs her dideys changed,” she cooed to her in a motherly tone, shaking a playful finger infront of her chibified face, then gently tapped her on her cute pink nose, rewarded with a light giggle from her small charge.
The little fox felt herself being laid down on her mat, which now seemed several sizes bigger than herself. She looked up with her big blue eyes, staring at the female as she expertly removed the baby digimon’s diaper, then began to clean and powder her as she moved a new diaper underneath her. Gently threading her puffy tail through a hole in the rear, she then taped it up snugly around her small round body, gently tickling her tummy before scooping her up again, getting giggles of joy from the now dry fox kit.
“Aww, that’s my good foxy. My sweet little Rena-chan,” the female cooed down at the digimon in her arms, patting the base of her tail with her free hand while holding her ove her shoulder with the other. Renamon had never felt like this before, she felt so... loved, so ... care-free, so... happy... she almost wished she didn’t have to wake up...
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Unaware of what was going on inside her partner’s mind, Jessie was having a strange dream of her own. She was out on the playground she and Renamon had been to earlier that day. Jessie sitting under a tall tree, while a pint sized chibi Renamon was laughing a giggling away, playing with several other babyish digimon that looked to be her age.
“Rena-chan, you be careful and play nice with those other children. I don’t want to see you getting hurt or anything,” Jess called out to her tiny partner, who was currently chasing a mini Guilmon up a playground slide the wrong way.
The vulpine child giggled and called back, “Otay Jessie-mama!! I be goods!!” she smiled, holding onto the red dino’s tail as they went down one of the tube shoot, squealing and having a really good time as they landed in the sandbox.
About that time, a chibi-sized Impmon came along and hopped up on the rail of the sandbox, grinning mischivously down at the other two digibabies. Without any warning, the purple digi kicked sand in Renamon’s face, making her cry while he laughed and ran away to the monkey bars, where a chibified Terriermon and Lopmon were taking turns hopping over the bars.
Jessie heard the crying of her little partner and quickly ran to where she was, picking her up and rubbing her back while she wailed into her shoulder. “Aww, what’s the matter Rena-chan? Did that mean ol Impmon scare you?” she said as she did her best to calm her down, wiping the sand off of the small kit’s face.
She sniffled abit and rubbed her nose, “He.. he kicked sand at mes, den he laughed and wan aways, pointing at mes...”
Jessie smiled softly and huggled her tightly, then reached into her backpack and plucked out a bright pink pacifier, then popped it into the whimpering child’s mouth, “Shh, it’s okay Rena-chan, don’t cry.. Jessie-mama will take care of everything, I promise...”
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BUZZ!!!
Unfortunately for the two partners, they were both rudely awakened from their dreams, due mainly to the alarm clock in Jessie’s D-Vice. With a soft groan, the vulpine digimon awoke from her wonderful dream, purring and stretching catlike ontop of her futon. It had felt so real, everything, the lady holding her, she even felt like she had wet herself....
Her eyes then shot wide open, she did feel like she was wet!! Pushing herself up, she felt down to her waist and pulled her paw back up in horror. Her fur was wet from the midsection down, a thin patch of yellow mixed in with the white fluff of her belly. To make matters worse, there was a big dark spot in the middle of her futon, like a big wet traffic sign telling the world what had happened.
‘This can’t be happening,’ she thought to herself, trying to rationalize it, despite how insane it felt. ‘Okay Renamon, don’t panic. There’s got to be a logical explanation for this. Digimon don’t wet the bed, at least I don’t wet the bed.’ She hugged her knees together and laid back down on her wet mat, whimpering softly as she waited for her tamer to finally wake up.
The digital vixen wouldn’t have long to wait, for a few moments later Jessie finally moaned and sat up in bed, stretching her arms out abit as she gave a wide yawn. “Mmmmm, what a strange dream I had... I can’t wait to tell Renamon about it, she’ll probably die laughing...” To the young tamer’s surprise, the sound she heard seemed to be anything but laughter. In fact, she thought she heard the sound of someone... whimpering? Turning towards where the sound was coming from, Jessie caught sight of the sleeping Renamon, or at least, she thought she had been sleeping.
The white vixen was curled up in a tight little ball, trembling and whimpering like a frightened child. This greatly disturbed the white haired tamer, and she slid out of her bed and crawled over to her shivering partner, “Renamon... are you... are you okay? Why are you crying?”
That’s when Jess felt it, the side of the mat she had knelt down on felt unusually damp. At first she had thought it was perspiration, but then she remembered that animals didn’t sweat, which made her eyes widen. Looking over at Renamon’s tummy, she noted the light tint of yellow in her fur and looked back in surprise, “Renamon... did ... did you ...”
The vixen whimpered and looked up at her tamer, sniffling like a scared child. Jess took notice of this and sighed, deciding not to be harsh about it with her, thinking it was the last thing her partner needed at the moment. Gently she started stroking her fur, hoping to calm her down abit so she’d be easier to work with. It worked, as the sound of faint purring started to fill Jessie’s ears. Renamon slowly started to sit up, still looking down at the floor unhappily.
“... I... I don’t know w.. why it ha.. happened... I.. I was ha.. having this wo.. wonderful dream... and... and then... and then...” She broke down in tears, unable to even say what happened after that.
Jessie wrapped her arms around the shaking vulpine, then slowly pulled both her and Renamon up to their feet while she comforted her, only to receive yet another surprise. Renamon seemed a few inches smaller than before, and her body and facial features seemed more.. petite, almost.. childlike. She dismissed this for the moment, then slowly helped the weeping digimon and herself to their feet, then started to lead her out of the bedroom and into the bathroom to get cleaned up, deciding she would worry about it once her partner was feeling better.
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With the morning’s problem behind them, the two partners set out to enjoy themselves for the day, having decided to take a break from their usual routine. For most of the morning, they cruised several of the shops and stores, trying on clothes and checking out all sorts of interesting knick-knacks they happened to stumble across. Of course, most of the time Renamon had to stay invisible, mainly so she didn’t draw any undesired attention to herself or Jessie, but that didn’t bother her much, she still got to have some fun with her friend.
Unfortunately for the pair, their pleasant day wouldn’t last very long, as Jessie’s D-Vice started to go nuts, beeping and activating the holographic map arrow. The two sighed and groaned, as Jessie picked up the small device and looked at the direction it was pointing at, “Another digimon is emerging from an energy field. Come on Renamon, duty calls.”
Outside of one of the shops, a big fog bank had formed in the clearing, which meant that a digimon would be showing up at any moment. Jessie and Renamon soon arrived on the scene, ready for whatever was hiding in the mist, but when it lifted, all that was there to greet them was a small floating grey digimon, no hands, no feet, mainly just a floating mass of a head. “Boo!!” it shouted, then flew around them cackling.
The two partners sweatdropped at the same time, then Jessie pointed her D-vice at the flying puffball. “Boomon, an in-training virus digimon. It’s special attack is.... Scary Face?” She did a double take, looking at her D-Vice, then at Boomon, then back at her D-Vice. “This is a joke, right? What’s so scary about a little puffball like that? Eat him for lunch Renamon!” The vulpine digimon grinned, running up to face the flying blob, “I ain’t afraid of no ghosts! Gimme your best shot ya flying ping pong ball!”
The floating ball of data looked up at the charging Renamon and grinned sadistically, “Oh, not afraid of ghosts are we? I’ll fix that!! SCARY FACE!!!” He swelled up to almost four times his original size, then make a really frightening face at her. The blonde kitsune froze in her tracks for a moment, the image being bombarded into her head. She blinked, then screamed bloody murder and started randomly throwing attacks at it, trying to make it go away. The Boomon didn’t have much defense behind it’s inflated form, and soon let out a cry of its own as the vixen’s attack slammed into him, bursting into data and soon being absorbed into her system.
Jessie ran up to Renamon when the fight was over, finding her once the mist cleared up. She looked abit dizzy after absorbing the data, but she shook her head and gave a light smile, trying to assure her tamer she was fine, though abit shaken from the strange battle.
This came as somewhat of a surprise to the young tamer, since normally no other digimon could affect the fox, but since she seemed fine then, she brushed it off and started walking back with Renamon in tow, shaking her feet and tail tip abit from the small puddle she had ended up standing in.
Jessie blinked at this, ‘That’s strange...” she thought to herself, “it hasn’t rained in weeks, how did a puddle get....’ her though was cut off right there, as she turned around and looked down at her partner’s crotch, as if confirming her suspicions. Sure enough, the fur between her legs was damp, dripping every few steps the vixen took.
That threw the young tamer for a loop, Renamon had wet herself. While this came as a shock to her, she tried to act like she hadn’t noticed, not wanting to upset her partner, especially after what had happened the previous night. She sighed and kept going, heading back towards the shops to take her mind off of it.
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Later that afternoon, Jessie and Renamon ended up at the food court inside of the local mall. Jessie was enjoying a blue slurpie, while watching her partner scarf down a creme-filled sandwich cookie, then laughed when some of the creme ended up on her nose and cheeks. This pleased the young tamer, seeing the vixen being her normal self again, or at least acting like her old self. It was strange though, she couldn’t get the visions from her dream out of her mind. The childish version of Renamon, it seemed so absurd, yet at the same time, she almost wished it was possible. Being able to take care of the little fox, loving her, caring for her, protecting her...
“Jessie-neechan!! Hello?! Are you in there?!”
Jessie snapped back to reality when her digimon got in her face, waving a paw in her face to try and get her attention. 'Neechan?' Did Renamon really just call her 'big sister'? That was, well, different. She blinked a couple of times, then shook her head, “Oh, sorry Renamon, I guess I kinda zoned out for a few minutes. Now what’s the problem?” She asked, looking at the excited fox.
Renamon giggled and hopped out of her chair, tugging for Jessie to follow, “I found the cutest thing, ya gotta come see.” The white haired tamer was led into the toy store and down one of the aisles.
That’s when Jessie got an eye full of what Renamon had been so eager to show her. It was a stuffed white tiger, a big fat plush one, about half Renamon’s size, and almost as cute and fluffy as she’d imagined her partner was earlier. The white vixen was positively beaming, holding it up and twirling around with it in her arms. “Isn’t it just the cutest? I just had to come and show it to you, what do you think Jessie-neechan?” She piped out, smiling up at her like a little kid.
Jessie just sighed, a light smile forming on the side of her face, “Yeah, it’s cute Renamon.” She watched the fox for a few moments, she was hugging the stuffed tiger with almost a vice grip hold around it. For some reason, this made Jessie think of her dream again, about the little version of Renamon, all happy and playful, just a furry ball of innocence.
Her expression soon changed, and she then started to motion her partner to the front of the store, smiling softly at her, “Come on Renamon, I’ll get the tiger for you.”
Renamon’s eyes widened, almost disbelievingly, then she squealed out with delight, and without warning she ran up and threw her gauntlet covered arms around her tamer’s neck, hugging tightly. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Jessie-neechan! You are the absolute greatest ever!” Jessie’s cheeks turned bright red, having not expected such a huge burst of affection from her partner. ‘Wow,’ she thought, ‘who’d have thought something as little as getting her a stuffed animal would’ve made her so happy..’ Giving a soft sigh, the white haired tamer just smiled and hugged her back, then took the plushie and paid for it, then returned it to her vulpine partner as they left the store, watching her giggle and dance around with it all the way back through the mall.
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That night when they arrived home, it had began to pour down rain outside, Jessie sighed as she laid back on the couch, watching TV while her partner played on the floor with her new plushie. It was a nice sort of change from the normal nights spent at their home, watching the furry little fox having fun instead of just training and fighting like they usually did. Though the young tamer had to admit she was rather surprised about the other changes she had seen, specifically within the vulpine digimon herself. She was now a good foot and a half shorter than her, her personality had make a full turn around, and she actually looked younger as well, which didn’t make much sense to her.
The weirdest part though was the fact that Renamon hadn’t even seemed to notice her changes, well, except for one large, rather unpleasant change, her growing lack of bladder control. The first time had been strange enough, finding her whimpering on her wet futon bed, which she still didn’t have an explanation for, but the second time was even stranger, discovering she had wet herself after an attack from a wild digimon, and not even a very strong one at that. The whole ordeal just kept getting weirder and weirder, and just thinking about it gave Jessie a headache.
Every so often, a loud thunderclap would occur outside, and the young vulpine would nearly jump out of her furry skin. At first Jessie chuckled at this, finding it amusing that her partner, who had been capable of taking down Champion and even the odd Ultimate level digimon on her own, would now be spooked by the mere sounds of a storm. But as the evening moved on, the storm seemed only to get worse, and the worse the storm became, the more frightened Renamon would become, and this began to bother her partner, who watched the fox digimon cling tightly to the tiger plushie she had bought her earlier that day.
Then it happened, there was a loud crash of thunder, and without any warning the power went out, putting Jessie and Renamon in total darkness. Unfortunately, that was all it took for Renamon, as she screamed bloody murder and phased herself to the bedroom. Jessie quickly hopped up from the couch and ran towards into her room, looking for the snowy kit, only to find her hiding underneath the comforter on Jessie’s bed, shaking like a leaf and crying her big blue eyes out.
Jessie moved to the side of the bed and lifted the cover from over the frightened kit’s head, then put her arms around her and tried her best to comfort her, pulling her up onto her lap and rocking back and forth on her bed. ‘Man, she’s really shaken up, her fur is standing on end,’ she thought as she crooned over her young partner. Looking down at her, Jessie gently lifted Renamon’s chin up to hers with her finger, then brushed away the tears from the corner of her eyes. “It’s okay Rena-chan, the storm’s calmed now, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Renamon stared up at her tamer, still sniffling softly, “... dere... there isn’t?”
Jessie gave a soft smile, then nodded her head and kissed her forehead, “Nope... not one thing... now come on, it’s been a long day, and I think it would be best if we both got some sleep, you wait here and I’ll go get your tiger..”
“Neko,” Renamon interjected, then blushed apologetically.
The girl sighed and nodded her head, “Yes, I’ll get Neko-chan for you.” Gently, she set the small fox down on her bed, then walked off to get the desired plushie.
Shortly after that, Jessie returned to her room, carrying the large plush toy in her arms. When she opened the door, she discovered Renamon had falled asleep in the middle of her bed. She sighed, ‘Poor Rena-chan. I wish I knew why this was happening to her. She’s so different now. Instead of the cool or even snarky fighter I first met, she’s become nothing more than a scared child.’ She quietly walked towards the bed and sat down on the end, setting the tiger plush down beside her young partner. Gently, she reached out and stroked her cheeks ever so slightly, and was rewarded with a soft murring from the little fox. Jessie smiled, then crawled over to the other side of the bed and stretched out on it, deciding to turn in for the evening as well.
As she pulled the comforter over herself and Renamon, she gently took the sleeping digimon in her arms, pulling her close and cuddling her as she drifted off to sleep. ‘I love you Rena-chan... I hope your dreams are as sweet as you are.’
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The next morning Jessie awoke to the sound of her alarm, groaning softly as she felt something soft and furry snuggled up against her. Smiling softly, she stroked the back of the sleeping digimon’s head, who was currently cuddled up underneath her neckline, sucking away contently on one of her thumbs.
During the night, Jessie had received another strange dream, where yet again she had been a motherly figure for a babyish version of Renamon, and now, every time she looked at the bundle of fluff in her arms, she started to look more and more like the child in her dreams.
She wasn’t exactly sure why, but she was really starting to enjoy the feeling the dreams gave her, as well as how lovable the fox digimon had slowly become. It was as if some part of her actually wanted to do all of those things, like she really wished to be like a mother to Renamon.
The female tamer sighed and shook her head, deciding she would think about it more later, knowing now was the time for her to get up and get ready for her day.
However, when she pulled the comforter off of herself, she felt a cold, damp spot right next to her side, directly under the sleeping vulpine. Jessie groaned, “Not again..” Sliding off of the bed, she gently shook Renamon awake, thinking it best to get her cleaned up as soon as possible.
The young digimon squirmed for a few moments, not wishing to be awoken from her slumber just yet. “Come on Rena-chan, you need to get up, you wet the bed again,” she said, finally getting her partner out of bed. Renamon rubbed her eyes, wincing from the light coming into them, then blushed deeply when her tamer’s words finally sunk in. Looking down at herself, she started to cry again, and Jessie quickly picked her up and started to pat her back, walking towards the bathroom, so as to get her all washed up before she took off for school.
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Later on that afternoon, Jessue made a stop at the store before coming home, having thought about a way to help Renamon with her new little problem. When she finally made it home, she was carrying a small package in her arms, then set it down in her bedroom and called for Renamon to appear. She knew the fox digimon wasn’t going to like it, but she had to do what was best, not to mention she didn’t want to keep washing sheets. When she finally appeared, Jessie patted the side of the bed for her to sit.
“Okay Rena-chan, I know you won’t like this, but we really need to do something about all these accidents you keep having,” Jessie said softly, looking down at her vulpine partner.
Renamon looked up at Jessie, quietly sucking on her thumb, when she saw her reach over and pick up the package she had brought home with her earlier. Then it clicked for the young fox and she started shaking her head, moving away from Jessie, “.. No..”
The tamer sighed, she knew this wasn’t going to be easy. “Now Rena-chan, I wouldn’t suggest this if I didn’t think it would help. Now come on, please cooperate, I don’t want to have to get upset with you.”
But the digikit wouldn’t have any of it, hoping down off the bed and shaking her head, throwing a small temper tantrum, “No, no, no!! I won’t!! I dun needs diapers!! I dun, I dun, I dun!!!”
With a sigh, Jessie got up from the bed and stood over her tiny partner, glaring down at her in a motherly manor, “Renamon, go lay down on the bed, Right Now.” That made the fox stop shouting, but she didn’t budge.
That was it for the female tamer, walking over to her and picking the digimon up by her tail and arms, now kicking and screaming to be let go. Jessie then walked back to the bed, sat down on the edge, and held Renamon down over her lap with her tail pressed up against her back as she drew her free hand up in the air, “I didn’t want to do this Renamon, but you left me no choice.”
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
Renamon started bawling at the top of her lungs, each stinging slap turning her furry behind from it’s usual pure white to a bright beet red. After a few minutes of this, Jessie slowly stopped the spankings and picked the wailing digimon up and holding her in her arms, gently rubbing her sore bottom as her tears soaked into the girl’s shirt.
Once her crying died down, Jessie laid Renamon down on the bed and opened the package, pulling from it a white disposable diaper, with a tail hole in the back made especially for baby digimon, mostly from the amount of people who kept the young ones as pets, but in this case, they served their intended purpose.
Unfolding it and laying it out, she slid it underneath the whimpering fox, then laced her fluffy white tail through the hole in the back. After that, she applied just the right amount of oil and powdering to her diaper area, then quickly taped it up securely and patted her behind.
Renamon slowly sat up, still sniffling and rubbing her nose with her tail after being disciplined by the older girl. Jessie gently pulled her into her lap, then began stroking her between her ears. “I’m sorry I had to do that Rena-chan... but you weren’t being a very good girl. After all the nice things I’ve done for you, from loving you when you were scared, to taking you out and buying you your own plushies, I just expected you to do what I asked when I tried to help fix your problem. But instead, you acted like a little spoiled brat, and because of that, I didn’t have any other choice but to punish you.”
The little vulpine sniffled abit for a few moments, then looked down at herself, “I.. I sowwy.. J.. Jessie-mama... M..mes be good girl nows... me.. w..wear diapers if you wan mes too..”
Jessie looked down at her and sighed, with something that cute cuddled up against her, how could she stay angry? “I forgive you Rena-chan...”
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As the weeks went by, Jessie started to realize just how much her partner had changed. Now her head, not including her ears, only came up half a foot over her knees, and the color of her gauntlets had changed from deep violet to a bright pink, and the yin and yang symbols had been replaced with big smiley faces. She no longer looked like the great fighter she had become famous as, but now looked more like a walking stuffed animal. With the addition of the diapers, it made her absolutely adorable, a drastic change from how she had looked only a few days before. Heck, their last battle was proof enough that she wasn’t the same anymore. Jessie knew she should be worried, but for some bizarre reason, she was actually glad this was happening to her.
Renamon wasn’t the only one who had changed though it seemed. Little by little, Jessie had stopped being so worried about battles and what the other tamers and their digimon were doing, and now was focused mainly on taking care of her own little bundle of fluff and fur. To be honest, she hadn’t picked up her D-Vice in days, and while at school, her mind had constantly wandered back to what sort of trouble her young partner might get herself into all by herself.
Though she hated to admit it, she couldn’t help but feel the way she did now. Renamon wasn’t just her digimon or her partner. She was more than that now, she was her baby. Sure, she wasn’t really her baby, Jessie being human and Renamon being well, Renamon, but in every other sense of the word, it was very much true. She took care of her, held her when she was scared or lonely, fed and changed her, even letting her sleep with her. For the first time in as long as she could remember, Jessie not only had a purpose for doing things, but, she was actually happy. As long as she had her little Rena-chan with her, she would never be anything but happy.
Late one summer evening, Jessie had already put the baby digifox to bed, with her plushie and a warm bottle. While looking through her things, she was surprised when she stumbled across the pink card she had slashed so many months ago.
Examining it abit, she blinked when she finally noticed the peculiar hologram printed on it. It was of a full sized digimon, but when she turned the card a certain way, it made the image morph down into a smaller, younger looking version of the digimon deplicted.
Right then and there, everything finally began to make sense. Renamon’s personality change, her physical changes, her mental changes, everything. With a slight smirk, she slipped the card back into her deck, then returned everything to their places on her desk. More than likely, she would never discover where exactly the card had come from, but one thing was certain, she would enjoy passing it on again, hopefully to another person who needed a change in their life...
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As this rather heartwarming scene was going on, on the other side of the city, a certain other tamer girl and her kitsune partner were in the middle of a headed argument. Or more accurately, the girl was arguing with the kitsune while said fox was gloating.
“I told you it would work,” she said with a chuckle, “Slipping that new card into her collection while they were playing against those other kids was a piece of cake. Now they're out of action and it's time to pay up.”
Defiantly, the orange haired girl remained hidden inside of her closet, refusing to come out, “I’m not doing it. This is embarrassing!”
The fox smirked, “A bet’s a bet, Ruki. We took your cousin and my poor recolor out of the picture without resorting to violence, just like I said we would. You said you'd do anything I asked, so come on out. Fair's fair.”
Ruki groaned, then gave a defeated sigh and stepped out of the closet. To the shock of anyone but Renamon, Ruki looked like a complete opposite of herself. Her hair was down and styled, she wore a light touch of make-up, mostly pink, she wore a white and pink lace dress with matching heels, and underneath the skirt she was clad in a thick cloth diaper, with a cartoonish image of Renamon’s face on the pink plastic cover. To top the ensemble off, she wore a bright pink pacifier on a rope around her neck, the nipple of which was currently between Ruki’s lips.
Needless to say, the Digimon Queen was none too happy about her appearance, but her partner was positively beaming, down on one knee and taking pictures with an instant camera. Ruki sighed, thinking to herself, ‘Okay, new rule, don't bet against a kitsune. Especially one with blackmail material on you.’
...The End?
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And there you go. A cute, mostly harmless story, and some adorable fan service in the end, too. Enjoy!
~JM4L
ArmorKuwagata for me posting this old relic. I wrote this years ago, and at their insistence, it's back from the grave with a fresh coat of paint and a new air freshener.OCs abound, recolor digimons, and completely original family relations, as well as a bunch of adorable shenanigans. One of my oldest characters, Jessie, got her start in this fic, and the world was never quite the same after that. :P
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The Pink Card, a Digimon Tamers fan fiction story
By JayManney4Life
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The following is a non-profit fan based story. Digimon and Digimon Tamers are all owned by Toei Animation, Bandai, and several other groups. Please support the official release!
Warning: This story contains elements of age regression, diaper usage, and babyfur themes. If you don't like it, don't read it. You've been warned!
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Oh boy, this one really takes me back. For a while back in the early 00s I played around under an alias in the old Yahoo Groups days, and from there I ended up writing a fanfic for Digimon Season Three/Digimon Tamers. I considered it an old shame, but my fiance loves it, so here we are and I've brought it back with a lot of clean up and polish. It's still not great, but whatever, here we are.
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In a small suburb in Tokyo, not too far from the upscale campus of Kagurazaki Girl's Academy, the same school a certain infamous 'Digimon Queen' attended, a young girl with white hair and pink goggles was in her family's living room. Jessie Yamata, 10 years old, and cousin to the Digimon Card Game 'D-1 Grand prix' winner Ruki Makino, was thumbing through her collection of Digimon cards, having picked some new ones up after one of the local kids challenged her to a game earlier that week, and she was hoping to have possibly acquired some either rare or simply useful ones.
“... Hmm.. nah.. nope.. have it... this one too... got plenty of these... God, you’d think there’s be one good card in this whole pile...” Continuing to grumble, the white-haired child didn’t notice one of the cards she discarded start to glow. Seeing the light out of the corner of her eye, she dropped what she was checking and turned to see what was happening, only to see the light fade from the card.
“What’s this?” she asked. Brushing some of the other cards away, Jess’ hand came upon the source of the light, a strange looking card that seemed similar to a Digivolution card, except it was pink instead of blue. Picking it up out of the pile, she examined it for a moment, scratching the back of her head curiously. “That's strange, I’ve never seen a card like this one before.” She thinks about it for a moment, then slides it into her deck, packing them into her hip pack as she got up to run, not wanting to be late for school, so for the moment the mystery of the pink card would have to wait...
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That evening after school, Jess got up to her room and threw her book bag on her desk, having been thinking about that card all day long, wondering what it could possibly be used for. Holding it up to the light, she twirled it around in her fingers, studying it very carefully. “Hmm, it must be for some power-up, or maybe a new Digivolution," she muttered as she plopped down on her bed, "I wonder if Renamon would have any idea what it does.”
This odd bit of rambling might've seemed strange to some folks, but it was perfectly normal for a girl like Jessie, especially since she was used to dealing with Digimon on a regular basis. For you see, much like her cousin, Jessie Yamata was what you called a Digimon Tamer, a chosen child with a special device called a D-Power, a card reader that lets them bring about unusual powers, abilities, and upgrades to their Digimon partners, amongst other things.
As if on cue, the fox Digimon appeared next to her partner’s bed, looking down at her. "You called?" she asked, leaning over the side. This particular Renamon was different than the one that ran around with her cousin Ruki, being snow white instead of bright yellow, and her eyes and assorted markings were colored various shades of blue instead of the usual greens and purples. Even her gauntlets were a cool shade of blue as well. Jessie had wondered if she were some variant species at first, like the SnowAgumons and the like, but far as she had been able to tell from her device's scans, Renamon had no additional modifiers like that, so she just chalked it up to program differences.
Sitting up on her bed, the white haired tamer looked at her, “I found a new card today, but it’s not like any I’ve seen before," Jessie said. "It has all the usual markings of a Blue Card, except it’s pink. Since I'm all out of ideas, I thought you might have some clue what it's for.” Rolling over and sitting up, she held the mysterious pink game card out for her partner to take.
Curious as she was, the fox Digimon took the card and examined it for a moment, then looked back down at her partner. “Hmm, I’m not sure. Never seen one like this, it could be any number of things," Renamon replied, before flicking the card back at her. "Why don’t you slash it and see what happens?”
Jessie caught the card between her fingers and thought about it for a moment, then shrugged and reached for her D-Vice on her desk. “Well, like you said, it could do any number of things, but whatever. Not like we've got any better ideas.”
A few minutes later, the pair were out in the Yamata family's back yard, having not wished to mess up Jessie's room if things got screwy with whatever the new card did when activated. When Renamon signaled that she was ready, the white haired tamer sighed and assumed her stance. “Alright, here goes nothing. Digimodify!! Pink Card Activate!!”
As she ran the card through the scan slot, a bright beam of energy shot from the LED screen and hit Renamon, sending her crashing into the laundry that was hanging on the line across the yard and into a tangled heap on the ground. “Renamon!!” Jessie yelled out as she ran over to her partner’s side, checking her over and making sure she was still in on piece. “Renamon, are you okay?! Speak to me!”
Receiving a groan for her efforts, the preteen tamer let out a sigh of relief as the fox Digimon slowly came around “Ugh, you don’t have to yell," Renamon replied, sitting up a bit woosily at first while untangling herself from the linens. "Somebody get the number of the Locomon that hit me. Great Omegamon, that card packs a punch.”
"Criminy, was that some kind of trick card? What was that supposed to do?" Jessie asked in an exasperated tone, helping her fluffy friend up to a seated position. "How are you feeling? Notice anything different?"
Shaking her head and rubbing her temples, Renamon opened her eyes slowly, only to wince again from how bright things still felt. “Other than feeling like I got into your mom's happy juice, I don't feel all that different. Definitely wouldn't want to do that again though.”
Relieved that her partner seemed to be mostly fine, Jessie helped her back up and the two went back inside. She was going to look the card over again, but much like the Blue Cards once they were used, it had seemingly changed back into a normal Digimon card, leaving her with more questions than answers. “Must've been defective, or some sort of fluke. Weird.”
With that said and done, Renamon flopped down on the oversized bean bag she usually used as her personal bed, stretching out before curling up and getting comfortable, and even pulled out an eye mask from seemingly nowhere and putting it on. “Whatever it is, I’ll worry about it in the morning, I’m spent. Nighty night.”
Seeing that things were done for the moment, Jessie shrugged and yawned as well. With a glance at her kitty themed wall clock, the young girl realised it was getting late. Changing into her pajamas and crawling into bed, she clicked out the light by her bed and settled in for the night, glancing over at her snoozing partner. "Goodnight Renamon, sweet dreams," she whispered, then rolled over and was soon zonked out for the night. Renamon was probably right, if anything happened with that weird pink card, they could both worry about it in the morning...
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The next morning, Renamon rolled off of her bean bag with a yawn, stretching and scratching her head. It was Saturday, and, as usual, she and Jessie were going to be following the other tamers, hoping to finally find out what they were hiding. Walking over to the beanbag, Renamon poked at Jess with her tail, trying to wake her up, “Okay lazy bones, time to get up, we’re burning daylight.” After a minute or so, the fox Digimon got annoyed, then grabbed the side of her sheets. “Hmph, I didn’t wanna have to do this Jessie, but you’ve left me with no other choice.”
With no other warning, she jerked the sheet and blanket off of her tamer’s bed, and produced a large bucket of ice water.
SPLASH!!!
“EEEK!! RENAMON!!” Jessie shrieked indignantly and flailed about, before rolling out of bed with a wet flop and glaring daggers at the now laughing vixen. Giving her several more dirty looks, she ran to the bathroom, vowing vengeance in her wake. One good hot shower later, the white haired girl walked back to her room, where Renamon had at least been considerate enough to change out the soaked sheets. “Alright, I'm up and I'm awake. It's not even noon yet, why are you even up yet?”
With a giggle that honestly surprised her partner, Renamon seemed downright bubbly, a bit of a departure from her usual attitude. “It’s Saturday morning, Jessie! The daylight's burning and there's cartoons to watch! Plus, you said you wanted to go see what the other tamer kids were up to, right? Well we can't do that if we sleep in all morning!” she replied, twirling around in a full pirouette on one foot.
This earned a few odd looks from Jess, blinking several times at this energetic display.
“Renamon, are you feeling okay? You seem rather, well, perky today.”
Renamon just sort of blinked, having not really noticed. “Huh? Oh yeah, I feel great! Super even! I think you were right about that card, I feel totally energized today! That must've been what it was!”
Jessie wasn't totally sold, but decided not to question it too much. Instead, she found herself noticing something else different, namely a difference in height between the pair. Normally Renamon was a few inches taller than her, but right now, seeing the two of them in the mirror, Jess noticed that she and her foxy partner were almost the exact same height. “Hey Renamon, is it just me, or did you shrink?”
The fox stopped in her place, then looked at herself and the other girl in Jessie's bedroom mirror. “Hmm... nah, you must be imagining things. Maybe you’ve had a growth spirt or something. You did say some of your clothes were feeling a little more snug a while back, right?”
Leaning close to the snowy fox, Jessie squinted, but ultimately shrugged, “Yeah, I guess you’re right, it must have been my imagination.” With that said, Jessie stepped into her closet, only to pop back out a few minutes later, clad in a pair of white jeans, a blue t-shirt with a paw print in the center, and her pink trimmed silver goggles and gloves. Grabbing her D-Vice and her card pack off of her desk, she put them on her belt and walked out of the room, Renamon quick to follow after her, not wanting to miss breakfast. Once the two partners finished their morning meal, they wished Jessie's mom goodbye and took off for the park to search for the other tamers and their Digimon. Since it was a Saturday, odds were that the others would be hanging out there and letting their Digimon play or train with each other.
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When they finally arrived, Jess and Renamon were hiding behind a large row of bushes, watching quietly in wait while observing the people who passed by.
While Jess was busy trying to locate their targets, the foxy Digimon had her sights set on something else entirely. Some little kids were playing around in the playground area, running, chasing each other, and overall having a good time. This made Renamon’s tail wag behind her, it looked like a lot of fun, not to mention more exciting than what she and her tamer were doing at the moment. “Hey Jessie, this is soooo boring. Can’t we do something else today, like maybe getting some ice cream or playing with the other children around here?” she almost whined, fidgeting in place while she watched from her spot.
Jess turned around and stared at Renamon with a look of annoyance, “Renamon, we’re not here to have fun, we have a mission to complete, remember? Have you completely forgotten what we’re trying to do?”
The foxy digimon whimpered and pouted, not acting at all like her normal self, “Come ooon! We always act all super spy like and watchthe other tamers, but we never do anything. Why don't we just go and talk to them, or just, you know, leave some cameras up to watch them while we go have some real fun? I'm bored!” She actually did whine that time, which really made her partner question her.
“Renamon, you’ve been acting really strange this morning. Are you sure you’re okay?” Maybe they should head back and call this trip a wash, she thought to herself, especially if the fox digimon was being so unlike herself.
The digivixen giggled, smiling all innocently at her tamer. “You worry too much Jess. It’s a sunny day, the birds are chirping, come on, let’s enjoy ourselves!” With that little burst of cheerfulness, Renamon leaped from her perch up in the trees, then ran out into the open amidst all the children on the playground. Jessie freaked out and jumped down after her, “Renamon! Get you’re furry tail back here!” she gave a frustrated sigh, thinking ‘This is seriously messed up.’
Despite her partner panicing, Renamon was having an absolute ball. The children had gotten excited when they saw her, then when they started playing around with her things really got picked up. They were running up and down the slides, chasing her around the jungle gyms, and Renamon even let some of the younger girls cuddle and pet her. Jessie watched the whole thing, her eyes twitching abit, unable to believe what she was seeing. Finally, Renamon and her playmates had gotten tired, and Jessie decided to take advantage of the moment. Walking down to where her fuzzy partner was, she tapped her foot and cleared her throat, “Sorry kids, but Renamon has to go home now, Don’t You Renamon?” Everyone, including the white vixen went ‘Aww,’ and she reluctantly got back up and left, all the little kids waving goodbye to their new playmate.
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That evening back at Jessie’s place, the white haired tamer was thoroughly displeased with her partner, pacing around while the vulpine digimon watched her from the middle of the futon. Jessie didn’t get upset easily, but Renamon knew that when she was angry, it usually meant trouble for whomever was responsible. “I can’t believe you did something so foolish as to go and play with those little kids, especially when I told you we were supposed to be looking out for any other tamers or wild digimon!” Renamon drooped her pointed ears abit, looking down at the floor while Jessie chastised her for her actions, “.. I said I was sorry... I was bored, and we hadn’t seen anyone all day...”
“That’s not the point Renamon! The point was that we had a job to do and I expected you to do it, not go running off like recess had let out! Do you understand?” she practically fumed, looking at her partner on her bed. Renamon sighed and softly nodded her head, standing up and looking away, “... Yes Jessie, I understand... I guess I just haven’t felt like myself lately... I’ll try to do better next time...” and with that, the digital vixen phased out, only to reappear a few moments later on a futon on the other corner of the room, where she promptly curled up and dozed off, her back turned to her tamer while she slept.
Jessie sighed and shook her head, walking towards her closet to change for bed, taking a quick glance back at Renamon. She sighed again, ‘Maybe I shouldn’t have been so hard on her. It has been a slow couple of days, I can’t really blame her for getting bored and antsy,’ then a small smile formed on her lips, thinking again, ‘Oh what the heck, I'll make it up to her tomorrow. We're both kids, no need to be serious all the time. We'll go do something fun and let the Tamers business go for the day.’ With that, she quickly changed her clothing and headed to bed, letting her plans percolate for the rest of the night.
If only the young tamer had stayed a few more moments, she might have noticed a strange hue over her partner’s fur, glowing for a moment, then vanishing without a trace. The slumbering vixen yawned for a moment, then rolled onto her other side, clutching her bushy tail to her frame and, to the surprise of anyone who might’ve been watching, holding her right thumb in her mouth...
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While Renamon slumbered on her futon, the vulpine digimon had a strange dream. She was surrounded by bright light in a hazy pink mist, sitting atop of her futon mat. She blinked a few times and tried to stand up, only to discover her body was not cooperating with her.
She finally managed to get to her feet, she noticed that everything around her looked unbelievably bigger, and that she herself had gotten quite smaller, about the size of her in-training form, yet she still appeared to be herself. What really got her attention was the fact that her purple gauntlets were gone, and she was wearing a large, or at least to her it was large, baby’s diaper! To make matters worse, it was a wet baby’s diaper!
This was a major shock to the small vixen, or more appropriately, kit, considering how she looked now. Wondering what was going on, she started to call out for someone, namely her tamer, Jessie. When she didnt get any response, she called again, and again, despite her amazement at how childish her voice sounded then.
After a few more tries, she started to get worried, and the little snowy fox began to whimper, plopping back down on her mat. She was alone, not knowing where she was, and was now the size of a plushie. It was too much for her confused mind and she started to cry, softly at first, then moving up to a true child’s wail.
It was then and there that a figure came walking up to the frightened digimon, kneeling down and gently picking her up in her arms. The person was obviously a female, by her figure and the tone of her voice, but her face was shrowded with light, hiding her identity from the crying Renamon.
“Shhh, there there baby, mommy’s here for you,” the female gently crooned as she held Renamon close, patting her back and trying to sooth her. The young kit soon started to calm down, her crying quickly being reduced to soft whimpering. The female gave a comforting smile, then gently stuck a finger through one of the leg holes of the little digimon’s very saturated diaper.
“Uh oh, looks like one little foxy needs her dideys changed,” she cooed to her in a motherly tone, shaking a playful finger infront of her chibified face, then gently tapped her on her cute pink nose, rewarded with a light giggle from her small charge.
The little fox felt herself being laid down on her mat, which now seemed several sizes bigger than herself. She looked up with her big blue eyes, staring at the female as she expertly removed the baby digimon’s diaper, then began to clean and powder her as she moved a new diaper underneath her. Gently threading her puffy tail through a hole in the rear, she then taped it up snugly around her small round body, gently tickling her tummy before scooping her up again, getting giggles of joy from the now dry fox kit.
“Aww, that’s my good foxy. My sweet little Rena-chan,” the female cooed down at the digimon in her arms, patting the base of her tail with her free hand while holding her ove her shoulder with the other. Renamon had never felt like this before, she felt so... loved, so ... care-free, so... happy... she almost wished she didn’t have to wake up...
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Unaware of what was going on inside her partner’s mind, Jessie was having a strange dream of her own. She was out on the playground she and Renamon had been to earlier that day. Jessie sitting under a tall tree, while a pint sized chibi Renamon was laughing a giggling away, playing with several other babyish digimon that looked to be her age.
“Rena-chan, you be careful and play nice with those other children. I don’t want to see you getting hurt or anything,” Jess called out to her tiny partner, who was currently chasing a mini Guilmon up a playground slide the wrong way.
The vulpine child giggled and called back, “Otay Jessie-mama!! I be goods!!” she smiled, holding onto the red dino’s tail as they went down one of the tube shoot, squealing and having a really good time as they landed in the sandbox.
About that time, a chibi-sized Impmon came along and hopped up on the rail of the sandbox, grinning mischivously down at the other two digibabies. Without any warning, the purple digi kicked sand in Renamon’s face, making her cry while he laughed and ran away to the monkey bars, where a chibified Terriermon and Lopmon were taking turns hopping over the bars.
Jessie heard the crying of her little partner and quickly ran to where she was, picking her up and rubbing her back while she wailed into her shoulder. “Aww, what’s the matter Rena-chan? Did that mean ol Impmon scare you?” she said as she did her best to calm her down, wiping the sand off of the small kit’s face.
She sniffled abit and rubbed her nose, “He.. he kicked sand at mes, den he laughed and wan aways, pointing at mes...”
Jessie smiled softly and huggled her tightly, then reached into her backpack and plucked out a bright pink pacifier, then popped it into the whimpering child’s mouth, “Shh, it’s okay Rena-chan, don’t cry.. Jessie-mama will take care of everything, I promise...”
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BUZZ!!!
Unfortunately for the two partners, they were both rudely awakened from their dreams, due mainly to the alarm clock in Jessie’s D-Vice. With a soft groan, the vulpine digimon awoke from her wonderful dream, purring and stretching catlike ontop of her futon. It had felt so real, everything, the lady holding her, she even felt like she had wet herself....
Her eyes then shot wide open, she did feel like she was wet!! Pushing herself up, she felt down to her waist and pulled her paw back up in horror. Her fur was wet from the midsection down, a thin patch of yellow mixed in with the white fluff of her belly. To make matters worse, there was a big dark spot in the middle of her futon, like a big wet traffic sign telling the world what had happened.
‘This can’t be happening,’ she thought to herself, trying to rationalize it, despite how insane it felt. ‘Okay Renamon, don’t panic. There’s got to be a logical explanation for this. Digimon don’t wet the bed, at least I don’t wet the bed.’ She hugged her knees together and laid back down on her wet mat, whimpering softly as she waited for her tamer to finally wake up.
The digital vixen wouldn’t have long to wait, for a few moments later Jessie finally moaned and sat up in bed, stretching her arms out abit as she gave a wide yawn. “Mmmmm, what a strange dream I had... I can’t wait to tell Renamon about it, she’ll probably die laughing...” To the young tamer’s surprise, the sound she heard seemed to be anything but laughter. In fact, she thought she heard the sound of someone... whimpering? Turning towards where the sound was coming from, Jessie caught sight of the sleeping Renamon, or at least, she thought she had been sleeping.
The white vixen was curled up in a tight little ball, trembling and whimpering like a frightened child. This greatly disturbed the white haired tamer, and she slid out of her bed and crawled over to her shivering partner, “Renamon... are you... are you okay? Why are you crying?”
That’s when Jess felt it, the side of the mat she had knelt down on felt unusually damp. At first she had thought it was perspiration, but then she remembered that animals didn’t sweat, which made her eyes widen. Looking over at Renamon’s tummy, she noted the light tint of yellow in her fur and looked back in surprise, “Renamon... did ... did you ...”
The vixen whimpered and looked up at her tamer, sniffling like a scared child. Jess took notice of this and sighed, deciding not to be harsh about it with her, thinking it was the last thing her partner needed at the moment. Gently she started stroking her fur, hoping to calm her down abit so she’d be easier to work with. It worked, as the sound of faint purring started to fill Jessie’s ears. Renamon slowly started to sit up, still looking down at the floor unhappily.
“... I... I don’t know w.. why it ha.. happened... I.. I was ha.. having this wo.. wonderful dream... and... and then... and then...” She broke down in tears, unable to even say what happened after that.
Jessie wrapped her arms around the shaking vulpine, then slowly pulled both her and Renamon up to their feet while she comforted her, only to receive yet another surprise. Renamon seemed a few inches smaller than before, and her body and facial features seemed more.. petite, almost.. childlike. She dismissed this for the moment, then slowly helped the weeping digimon and herself to their feet, then started to lead her out of the bedroom and into the bathroom to get cleaned up, deciding she would worry about it once her partner was feeling better.
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With the morning’s problem behind them, the two partners set out to enjoy themselves for the day, having decided to take a break from their usual routine. For most of the morning, they cruised several of the shops and stores, trying on clothes and checking out all sorts of interesting knick-knacks they happened to stumble across. Of course, most of the time Renamon had to stay invisible, mainly so she didn’t draw any undesired attention to herself or Jessie, but that didn’t bother her much, she still got to have some fun with her friend.
Unfortunately for the pair, their pleasant day wouldn’t last very long, as Jessie’s D-Vice started to go nuts, beeping and activating the holographic map arrow. The two sighed and groaned, as Jessie picked up the small device and looked at the direction it was pointing at, “Another digimon is emerging from an energy field. Come on Renamon, duty calls.”
Outside of one of the shops, a big fog bank had formed in the clearing, which meant that a digimon would be showing up at any moment. Jessie and Renamon soon arrived on the scene, ready for whatever was hiding in the mist, but when it lifted, all that was there to greet them was a small floating grey digimon, no hands, no feet, mainly just a floating mass of a head. “Boo!!” it shouted, then flew around them cackling.
The two partners sweatdropped at the same time, then Jessie pointed her D-vice at the flying puffball. “Boomon, an in-training virus digimon. It’s special attack is.... Scary Face?” She did a double take, looking at her D-Vice, then at Boomon, then back at her D-Vice. “This is a joke, right? What’s so scary about a little puffball like that? Eat him for lunch Renamon!” The vulpine digimon grinned, running up to face the flying blob, “I ain’t afraid of no ghosts! Gimme your best shot ya flying ping pong ball!”
The floating ball of data looked up at the charging Renamon and grinned sadistically, “Oh, not afraid of ghosts are we? I’ll fix that!! SCARY FACE!!!” He swelled up to almost four times his original size, then make a really frightening face at her. The blonde kitsune froze in her tracks for a moment, the image being bombarded into her head. She blinked, then screamed bloody murder and started randomly throwing attacks at it, trying to make it go away. The Boomon didn’t have much defense behind it’s inflated form, and soon let out a cry of its own as the vixen’s attack slammed into him, bursting into data and soon being absorbed into her system.
Jessie ran up to Renamon when the fight was over, finding her once the mist cleared up. She looked abit dizzy after absorbing the data, but she shook her head and gave a light smile, trying to assure her tamer she was fine, though abit shaken from the strange battle.
This came as somewhat of a surprise to the young tamer, since normally no other digimon could affect the fox, but since she seemed fine then, she brushed it off and started walking back with Renamon in tow, shaking her feet and tail tip abit from the small puddle she had ended up standing in.
Jessie blinked at this, ‘That’s strange...” she thought to herself, “it hasn’t rained in weeks, how did a puddle get....’ her though was cut off right there, as she turned around and looked down at her partner’s crotch, as if confirming her suspicions. Sure enough, the fur between her legs was damp, dripping every few steps the vixen took.
That threw the young tamer for a loop, Renamon had wet herself. While this came as a shock to her, she tried to act like she hadn’t noticed, not wanting to upset her partner, especially after what had happened the previous night. She sighed and kept going, heading back towards the shops to take her mind off of it.
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Later that afternoon, Jessie and Renamon ended up at the food court inside of the local mall. Jessie was enjoying a blue slurpie, while watching her partner scarf down a creme-filled sandwich cookie, then laughed when some of the creme ended up on her nose and cheeks. This pleased the young tamer, seeing the vixen being her normal self again, or at least acting like her old self. It was strange though, she couldn’t get the visions from her dream out of her mind. The childish version of Renamon, it seemed so absurd, yet at the same time, she almost wished it was possible. Being able to take care of the little fox, loving her, caring for her, protecting her...
“Jessie-neechan!! Hello?! Are you in there?!”
Jessie snapped back to reality when her digimon got in her face, waving a paw in her face to try and get her attention. 'Neechan?' Did Renamon really just call her 'big sister'? That was, well, different. She blinked a couple of times, then shook her head, “Oh, sorry Renamon, I guess I kinda zoned out for a few minutes. Now what’s the problem?” She asked, looking at the excited fox.
Renamon giggled and hopped out of her chair, tugging for Jessie to follow, “I found the cutest thing, ya gotta come see.” The white haired tamer was led into the toy store and down one of the aisles.
That’s when Jessie got an eye full of what Renamon had been so eager to show her. It was a stuffed white tiger, a big fat plush one, about half Renamon’s size, and almost as cute and fluffy as she’d imagined her partner was earlier. The white vixen was positively beaming, holding it up and twirling around with it in her arms. “Isn’t it just the cutest? I just had to come and show it to you, what do you think Jessie-neechan?” She piped out, smiling up at her like a little kid.
Jessie just sighed, a light smile forming on the side of her face, “Yeah, it’s cute Renamon.” She watched the fox for a few moments, she was hugging the stuffed tiger with almost a vice grip hold around it. For some reason, this made Jessie think of her dream again, about the little version of Renamon, all happy and playful, just a furry ball of innocence.
Her expression soon changed, and she then started to motion her partner to the front of the store, smiling softly at her, “Come on Renamon, I’ll get the tiger for you.”
Renamon’s eyes widened, almost disbelievingly, then she squealed out with delight, and without warning she ran up and threw her gauntlet covered arms around her tamer’s neck, hugging tightly. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Jessie-neechan! You are the absolute greatest ever!” Jessie’s cheeks turned bright red, having not expected such a huge burst of affection from her partner. ‘Wow,’ she thought, ‘who’d have thought something as little as getting her a stuffed animal would’ve made her so happy..’ Giving a soft sigh, the white haired tamer just smiled and hugged her back, then took the plushie and paid for it, then returned it to her vulpine partner as they left the store, watching her giggle and dance around with it all the way back through the mall.
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That night when they arrived home, it had began to pour down rain outside, Jessie sighed as she laid back on the couch, watching TV while her partner played on the floor with her new plushie. It was a nice sort of change from the normal nights spent at their home, watching the furry little fox having fun instead of just training and fighting like they usually did. Though the young tamer had to admit she was rather surprised about the other changes she had seen, specifically within the vulpine digimon herself. She was now a good foot and a half shorter than her, her personality had make a full turn around, and she actually looked younger as well, which didn’t make much sense to her.
The weirdest part though was the fact that Renamon hadn’t even seemed to notice her changes, well, except for one large, rather unpleasant change, her growing lack of bladder control. The first time had been strange enough, finding her whimpering on her wet futon bed, which she still didn’t have an explanation for, but the second time was even stranger, discovering she had wet herself after an attack from a wild digimon, and not even a very strong one at that. The whole ordeal just kept getting weirder and weirder, and just thinking about it gave Jessie a headache.
Every so often, a loud thunderclap would occur outside, and the young vulpine would nearly jump out of her furry skin. At first Jessie chuckled at this, finding it amusing that her partner, who had been capable of taking down Champion and even the odd Ultimate level digimon on her own, would now be spooked by the mere sounds of a storm. But as the evening moved on, the storm seemed only to get worse, and the worse the storm became, the more frightened Renamon would become, and this began to bother her partner, who watched the fox digimon cling tightly to the tiger plushie she had bought her earlier that day.
Then it happened, there was a loud crash of thunder, and without any warning the power went out, putting Jessie and Renamon in total darkness. Unfortunately, that was all it took for Renamon, as she screamed bloody murder and phased herself to the bedroom. Jessie quickly hopped up from the couch and ran towards into her room, looking for the snowy kit, only to find her hiding underneath the comforter on Jessie’s bed, shaking like a leaf and crying her big blue eyes out.
Jessie moved to the side of the bed and lifted the cover from over the frightened kit’s head, then put her arms around her and tried her best to comfort her, pulling her up onto her lap and rocking back and forth on her bed. ‘Man, she’s really shaken up, her fur is standing on end,’ she thought as she crooned over her young partner. Looking down at her, Jessie gently lifted Renamon’s chin up to hers with her finger, then brushed away the tears from the corner of her eyes. “It’s okay Rena-chan, the storm’s calmed now, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Renamon stared up at her tamer, still sniffling softly, “... dere... there isn’t?”
Jessie gave a soft smile, then nodded her head and kissed her forehead, “Nope... not one thing... now come on, it’s been a long day, and I think it would be best if we both got some sleep, you wait here and I’ll go get your tiger..”
“Neko,” Renamon interjected, then blushed apologetically.
The girl sighed and nodded her head, “Yes, I’ll get Neko-chan for you.” Gently, she set the small fox down on her bed, then walked off to get the desired plushie.
Shortly after that, Jessie returned to her room, carrying the large plush toy in her arms. When she opened the door, she discovered Renamon had falled asleep in the middle of her bed. She sighed, ‘Poor Rena-chan. I wish I knew why this was happening to her. She’s so different now. Instead of the cool or even snarky fighter I first met, she’s become nothing more than a scared child.’ She quietly walked towards the bed and sat down on the end, setting the tiger plush down beside her young partner. Gently, she reached out and stroked her cheeks ever so slightly, and was rewarded with a soft murring from the little fox. Jessie smiled, then crawled over to the other side of the bed and stretched out on it, deciding to turn in for the evening as well.
As she pulled the comforter over herself and Renamon, she gently took the sleeping digimon in her arms, pulling her close and cuddling her as she drifted off to sleep. ‘I love you Rena-chan... I hope your dreams are as sweet as you are.’
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The next morning Jessie awoke to the sound of her alarm, groaning softly as she felt something soft and furry snuggled up against her. Smiling softly, she stroked the back of the sleeping digimon’s head, who was currently cuddled up underneath her neckline, sucking away contently on one of her thumbs.
During the night, Jessie had received another strange dream, where yet again she had been a motherly figure for a babyish version of Renamon, and now, every time she looked at the bundle of fluff in her arms, she started to look more and more like the child in her dreams.
She wasn’t exactly sure why, but she was really starting to enjoy the feeling the dreams gave her, as well as how lovable the fox digimon had slowly become. It was as if some part of her actually wanted to do all of those things, like she really wished to be like a mother to Renamon.
The female tamer sighed and shook her head, deciding she would think about it more later, knowing now was the time for her to get up and get ready for her day.
However, when she pulled the comforter off of herself, she felt a cold, damp spot right next to her side, directly under the sleeping vulpine. Jessie groaned, “Not again..” Sliding off of the bed, she gently shook Renamon awake, thinking it best to get her cleaned up as soon as possible.
The young digimon squirmed for a few moments, not wishing to be awoken from her slumber just yet. “Come on Rena-chan, you need to get up, you wet the bed again,” she said, finally getting her partner out of bed. Renamon rubbed her eyes, wincing from the light coming into them, then blushed deeply when her tamer’s words finally sunk in. Looking down at herself, she started to cry again, and Jessie quickly picked her up and started to pat her back, walking towards the bathroom, so as to get her all washed up before she took off for school.
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Later on that afternoon, Jessue made a stop at the store before coming home, having thought about a way to help Renamon with her new little problem. When she finally made it home, she was carrying a small package in her arms, then set it down in her bedroom and called for Renamon to appear. She knew the fox digimon wasn’t going to like it, but she had to do what was best, not to mention she didn’t want to keep washing sheets. When she finally appeared, Jessie patted the side of the bed for her to sit.
“Okay Rena-chan, I know you won’t like this, but we really need to do something about all these accidents you keep having,” Jessie said softly, looking down at her vulpine partner.
Renamon looked up at Jessie, quietly sucking on her thumb, when she saw her reach over and pick up the package she had brought home with her earlier. Then it clicked for the young fox and she started shaking her head, moving away from Jessie, “.. No..”
The tamer sighed, she knew this wasn’t going to be easy. “Now Rena-chan, I wouldn’t suggest this if I didn’t think it would help. Now come on, please cooperate, I don’t want to have to get upset with you.”
But the digikit wouldn’t have any of it, hoping down off the bed and shaking her head, throwing a small temper tantrum, “No, no, no!! I won’t!! I dun needs diapers!! I dun, I dun, I dun!!!”
With a sigh, Jessie got up from the bed and stood over her tiny partner, glaring down at her in a motherly manor, “Renamon, go lay down on the bed, Right Now.” That made the fox stop shouting, but she didn’t budge.
That was it for the female tamer, walking over to her and picking the digimon up by her tail and arms, now kicking and screaming to be let go. Jessie then walked back to the bed, sat down on the edge, and held Renamon down over her lap with her tail pressed up against her back as she drew her free hand up in the air, “I didn’t want to do this Renamon, but you left me no choice.”
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
Renamon started bawling at the top of her lungs, each stinging slap turning her furry behind from it’s usual pure white to a bright beet red. After a few minutes of this, Jessie slowly stopped the spankings and picked the wailing digimon up and holding her in her arms, gently rubbing her sore bottom as her tears soaked into the girl’s shirt.
Once her crying died down, Jessie laid Renamon down on the bed and opened the package, pulling from it a white disposable diaper, with a tail hole in the back made especially for baby digimon, mostly from the amount of people who kept the young ones as pets, but in this case, they served their intended purpose.
Unfolding it and laying it out, she slid it underneath the whimpering fox, then laced her fluffy white tail through the hole in the back. After that, she applied just the right amount of oil and powdering to her diaper area, then quickly taped it up securely and patted her behind.
Renamon slowly sat up, still sniffling and rubbing her nose with her tail after being disciplined by the older girl. Jessie gently pulled her into her lap, then began stroking her between her ears. “I’m sorry I had to do that Rena-chan... but you weren’t being a very good girl. After all the nice things I’ve done for you, from loving you when you were scared, to taking you out and buying you your own plushies, I just expected you to do what I asked when I tried to help fix your problem. But instead, you acted like a little spoiled brat, and because of that, I didn’t have any other choice but to punish you.”
The little vulpine sniffled abit for a few moments, then looked down at herself, “I.. I sowwy.. J.. Jessie-mama... M..mes be good girl nows... me.. w..wear diapers if you wan mes too..”
Jessie looked down at her and sighed, with something that cute cuddled up against her, how could she stay angry? “I forgive you Rena-chan...”
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As the weeks went by, Jessie started to realize just how much her partner had changed. Now her head, not including her ears, only came up half a foot over her knees, and the color of her gauntlets had changed from deep violet to a bright pink, and the yin and yang symbols had been replaced with big smiley faces. She no longer looked like the great fighter she had become famous as, but now looked more like a walking stuffed animal. With the addition of the diapers, it made her absolutely adorable, a drastic change from how she had looked only a few days before. Heck, their last battle was proof enough that she wasn’t the same anymore. Jessie knew she should be worried, but for some bizarre reason, she was actually glad this was happening to her.
Renamon wasn’t the only one who had changed though it seemed. Little by little, Jessie had stopped being so worried about battles and what the other tamers and their digimon were doing, and now was focused mainly on taking care of her own little bundle of fluff and fur. To be honest, she hadn’t picked up her D-Vice in days, and while at school, her mind had constantly wandered back to what sort of trouble her young partner might get herself into all by herself.
Though she hated to admit it, she couldn’t help but feel the way she did now. Renamon wasn’t just her digimon or her partner. She was more than that now, she was her baby. Sure, she wasn’t really her baby, Jessie being human and Renamon being well, Renamon, but in every other sense of the word, it was very much true. She took care of her, held her when she was scared or lonely, fed and changed her, even letting her sleep with her. For the first time in as long as she could remember, Jessie not only had a purpose for doing things, but, she was actually happy. As long as she had her little Rena-chan with her, she would never be anything but happy.
Late one summer evening, Jessie had already put the baby digifox to bed, with her plushie and a warm bottle. While looking through her things, she was surprised when she stumbled across the pink card she had slashed so many months ago.
Examining it abit, she blinked when she finally noticed the peculiar hologram printed on it. It was of a full sized digimon, but when she turned the card a certain way, it made the image morph down into a smaller, younger looking version of the digimon deplicted.
Right then and there, everything finally began to make sense. Renamon’s personality change, her physical changes, her mental changes, everything. With a slight smirk, she slipped the card back into her deck, then returned everything to their places on her desk. More than likely, she would never discover where exactly the card had come from, but one thing was certain, she would enjoy passing it on again, hopefully to another person who needed a change in their life...
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As this rather heartwarming scene was going on, on the other side of the city, a certain other tamer girl and her kitsune partner were in the middle of a headed argument. Or more accurately, the girl was arguing with the kitsune while said fox was gloating.
“I told you it would work,” she said with a chuckle, “Slipping that new card into her collection while they were playing against those other kids was a piece of cake. Now they're out of action and it's time to pay up.”
Defiantly, the orange haired girl remained hidden inside of her closet, refusing to come out, “I’m not doing it. This is embarrassing!”
The fox smirked, “A bet’s a bet, Ruki. We took your cousin and my poor recolor out of the picture without resorting to violence, just like I said we would. You said you'd do anything I asked, so come on out. Fair's fair.”
Ruki groaned, then gave a defeated sigh and stepped out of the closet. To the shock of anyone but Renamon, Ruki looked like a complete opposite of herself. Her hair was down and styled, she wore a light touch of make-up, mostly pink, she wore a white and pink lace dress with matching heels, and underneath the skirt she was clad in a thick cloth diaper, with a cartoonish image of Renamon’s face on the pink plastic cover. To top the ensemble off, she wore a bright pink pacifier on a rope around her neck, the nipple of which was currently between Ruki’s lips.
Needless to say, the Digimon Queen was none too happy about her appearance, but her partner was positively beaming, down on one knee and taking pictures with an instant camera. Ruki sighed, thinking to herself, ‘Okay, new rule, don't bet against a kitsune. Especially one with blackmail material on you.’
...The End?
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And there you go. A cute, mostly harmless story, and some adorable fan service in the end, too. Enjoy!
~JM4L
Category Story / Baby fur
Species Digimon
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It kinda blew my mind to find out you wrote this one! This was a HUGE influence for me back in the day when I was just getting into the fandom and discovering my likes. If not for this story Renamama wouldn't have been a thing and I wouldn't have any of the friends I have today! So... thanks!
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