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The cheap booze keeps you docile, just leaning back and enjoying the noisy theater within the Warrior’s Watering Hole. While Astamon offered free drinks after Merukimon’s victory over the time-ending threat, ‘free’ still had a price. Lazily your eyes keep swinging between the Lillymon barmaid and the LadyDevimon that swung by. At least, until a few more booze-gulps go down your throat - and your ears twitch. Then your eyes catch something: a juddering white exercise ball warbling through the crowd.
Erika - mnph! Hlpmh!
GllllwouuRRRKsh, glllllRRK, gwooooulp~
Digestive struggles reach your ears. Some ladies are being churned in the crowd. Publicly, shamelessly, on display for all the nearby digimon to see.
For you to see.
ooouuAAARPh~
A blue, data-laden belch rumbles out. You finally get a clear view: The predatory renamon in the crowd is lugging around a stomach full of two VERY familiar faces… or really, bulges at this point. Her white gut mashes and ripples across her prey. Above it, her tits happily loaf atop her lady-churner, jostled and tossed whenever the barmaid or dark angel make desperate announcements within her gut.
Adrenaline drags you out of your stupor and you nervously scan the room, gauging others for any sort of reaction. Meanwhile: hers never leaves you. She’s selecting her next meal based not on size or flavor, but on reaction, and you’ve already given her exactly what she wanted. The slow lick across her lips seals it. She’s decided you’re her next upgrade.
It’s Erika, though she barely resembles the sleek huntress she used to be. She’s a golden mountain of indulgence, her yellow fur stretched taut over a frame that has expanded to accommodate... well, anyone and everyone. Evidently she’s been trading with the human world - her normally purple bridal gauntlets have been replaced with sultry latex, and she’s acquired these leggings that are doing their absolute best against a losing battle. Every step she takes towards you audibly rasps together thanks to those shiny leggings, echoed by the reverberating plap coming from her behind. Her ass is a shelf, a massive, monolithic double-moon that sways with a fleshy, warbling weight, threatening to sweep the mugs off the tables on either side of the bar’s aisle.
She stops right at the edge of your booth, blocking out the dim tavern light. A slow, predatory smirk plays on her lips as she catches you staring at her gut - or rather, at women currently molding it from the inside. She knows exactly what she's done. She knows they look better this way. Her palm drifts over her smooth, overfed belly in a single, deliberate stroke before circling lower. Each lazy rub sends the bulges shifting, and she drinks in your reaction with a knowing little tilt of her head. Erika isn’t showing off. She’s teasing what she’s about to do next. Savoring the fact you want to see this massive double-stuffed gut full of ladies turn to data-slop and make her fat.
She doesn't say a word. She just turns, presenting that titanic rear to you. It looms over your face, blotting out the world, a wall of soft, quivering warmth mantled by straining latex. And on her front end, she takes her hands and pushes down hard on her stomach.
SHRnnNK, GLRSHHKK -
…ghhLLourpsh…
The data-vixen rapidly sloshes these noisy, squirmy applications - the kicking barmaid, the clawing angel - and aggressively converts them from a .exe into a dense, silent .zip. You witness the data transfer in real time: Erika writing her prey onto her heavy, swaying data storage sitting directly atop your face. And as moments go by, the muffles within Erika’s stomach rumble into silence as her gigantic, fattening cheeks engulf you.
shlmp… shlmp… shluump…
Mmmmnphhh~…
"Figure it's easier," she purrs, the vibration rumbling straight into your chest. "Lookin' at the ladies now - given they're all loaded onto me."
Erika looks back, breath hitching with pleasure at the sight: Her massive, jiggling data-buoys have completely drowned you under her. To the vixen, compressing prey under her ass isn’t just satisfying - it’s the sheer power of it. Just her butt alone is large enough to overwhelm you. Make you disappear from sight.
"Now... hold still. I can transfer you to them too." She grins to herself. Time to make you disappear for real. Shove you where you belong. Upgrade you from seat to snack. Her public lil ass-snack.
“Don’t worry hun, being stored away in a Renamon’s ass is the best place to be.”
Digimon Story: Time Stranger was incredible. Had to bring back my Erika for some fun, especially after the in-game bar.
Erika - mnph! Hlpmh!
GllllwouuRRRKsh, glllllRRK, gwooooulp~
Digestive struggles reach your ears. Some ladies are being churned in the crowd. Publicly, shamelessly, on display for all the nearby digimon to see.
For you to see.
ooouuAAARPh~
A blue, data-laden belch rumbles out. You finally get a clear view: The predatory renamon in the crowd is lugging around a stomach full of two VERY familiar faces… or really, bulges at this point. Her white gut mashes and ripples across her prey. Above it, her tits happily loaf atop her lady-churner, jostled and tossed whenever the barmaid or dark angel make desperate announcements within her gut.
Adrenaline drags you out of your stupor and you nervously scan the room, gauging others for any sort of reaction. Meanwhile: hers never leaves you. She’s selecting her next meal based not on size or flavor, but on reaction, and you’ve already given her exactly what she wanted. The slow lick across her lips seals it. She’s decided you’re her next upgrade.
It’s Erika, though she barely resembles the sleek huntress she used to be. She’s a golden mountain of indulgence, her yellow fur stretched taut over a frame that has expanded to accommodate... well, anyone and everyone. Evidently she’s been trading with the human world - her normally purple bridal gauntlets have been replaced with sultry latex, and she’s acquired these leggings that are doing their absolute best against a losing battle. Every step she takes towards you audibly rasps together thanks to those shiny leggings, echoed by the reverberating plap coming from her behind. Her ass is a shelf, a massive, monolithic double-moon that sways with a fleshy, warbling weight, threatening to sweep the mugs off the tables on either side of the bar’s aisle.
She stops right at the edge of your booth, blocking out the dim tavern light. A slow, predatory smirk plays on her lips as she catches you staring at her gut - or rather, at women currently molding it from the inside. She knows exactly what she's done. She knows they look better this way. Her palm drifts over her smooth, overfed belly in a single, deliberate stroke before circling lower. Each lazy rub sends the bulges shifting, and she drinks in your reaction with a knowing little tilt of her head. Erika isn’t showing off. She’s teasing what she’s about to do next. Savoring the fact you want to see this massive double-stuffed gut full of ladies turn to data-slop and make her fat.
She doesn't say a word. She just turns, presenting that titanic rear to you. It looms over your face, blotting out the world, a wall of soft, quivering warmth mantled by straining latex. And on her front end, she takes her hands and pushes down hard on her stomach.
SHRnnNK, GLRSHHKK -
…ghhLLourpsh…
The data-vixen rapidly sloshes these noisy, squirmy applications - the kicking barmaid, the clawing angel - and aggressively converts them from a .exe into a dense, silent .zip. You witness the data transfer in real time: Erika writing her prey onto her heavy, swaying data storage sitting directly atop your face. And as moments go by, the muffles within Erika’s stomach rumble into silence as her gigantic, fattening cheeks engulf you.
shlmp… shlmp… shluump…
Mmmmnphhh~…
"Figure it's easier," she purrs, the vibration rumbling straight into your chest. "Lookin' at the ladies now - given they're all loaded onto me."
Erika looks back, breath hitching with pleasure at the sight: Her massive, jiggling data-buoys have completely drowned you under her. To the vixen, compressing prey under her ass isn’t just satisfying - it’s the sheer power of it. Just her butt alone is large enough to overwhelm you. Make you disappear from sight.
"Now... hold still. I can transfer you to them too." She grins to herself. Time to make you disappear for real. Shove you where you belong. Upgrade you from seat to snack. Her public lil ass-snack.
“Don’t worry hun, being stored away in a Renamon’s ass is the best place to be.”
Digimon Story: Time Stranger was incredible. Had to bring back my Erika for some fun, especially after the in-game bar.
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Funny enough it's not uncommon for Renamon to show up frequently in the games like that, obviously a pivotal role in Digimon Survive but in other games still getting a nominal role like Next Order having a Renamon-line temple. Digimon: Hacker's Memory even lets you get on phone-call basis with a Renamon who takes part in Domination Battles with you, and has a whole side-quest where she gets to like you more (the Lilymon one outright crushes on you) and ends with receiving "Renamon's (favorite) Meat" and the "Partner to You Only" trophy/achievement.
"renamon's favorite meat" oml
Yeah that's super hype! Hoping to try out Cyber Sleuth next. Time Stranger was my introduction to Digimon games and had a blast, excited to start trying the others! Sort of fell in love with Sangloupmon while playing Time Stranger, got a sequence involving em in the works. The wife and I are working through Digimon Adventure: 2020 on the side as well - total Digimon binge atm.
Yeah that's super hype! Hoping to try out Cyber Sleuth next. Time Stranger was my introduction to Digimon games and had a blast, excited to start trying the others! Sort of fell in love with Sangloupmon while playing Time Stranger, got a sequence involving em in the works. The wife and I are working through Digimon Adventure: 2020 on the side as well - total Digimon binge atm.
That sounds pretty fun then! A lot of the Digimon "Story" games (Time Stranger, Cyber Sleuth, etc) build off the older ones from their origin in Digimon DS (2006), so you'll see quite a difference between the two games. Sangloupmon iirc is in every Digimon Story if you do like it, and part of what makes Digimon fun is that if you prefer a certain stage, you can just pump them full of stats to be stronger to keep them relevant. (the Platinum arena match in Digimon Dusk even has the player go up against a Paildramon PM with two in-training mons, and both have higher HP than the Mega mon)
Digimon 2020 is a neat watch series, I honestly think most of the Digimon anime series holds up pretty well! If you like 2020, Ghost Game is a good watch per episode for the varied horror stories it comes up with per episode too.also for the series ending with canon vore by the hero, not the only time it happens in the show either Hope you and your wife enjoy seeing the show and games!
Digimon 2020 is a neat watch series, I honestly think most of the Digimon anime series holds up pretty well! If you like 2020, Ghost Game is a good watch per episode for the varied horror stories it comes up with per episode too.
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