Chapter 5 - Formerly Known as Chapter 7?! or Trouble Free?!
By: Lord Archive
NC-17 WARNING NC-17
This fanfict is rated NC-17 for graphic depictions of sex involving a digimon and a human.
Digimon belongs to Akiyoshi Hongo, Toei Animation and is used without consent. Toei doesn't particularly care about fan works. Hell, they didn't care enough to give Adventures a decent ending. I'm going to keep using the characters for as long as I damn well please.
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A zipper echoed in a young girl's ears as the boy standing over her finished getting dressed. Her labored panting made more difficult with her own torn and ruined panties shoved into her mouth to prevent her from making any noises. She could still feel his lingering presence from between her legs, the warmth of his seed inside her and on her shirt. Her shorts lay crumbled near her face, stained from him using it to wipe himself clean.
Iori smirked down at her. "You can clean up our little mess, Sayuri." Without another word, he left the half-naked girl lay sprawled on the floor, only covered by her shirt.
Time stretched as Sayuri continued to pant through her gag. After a minute, she finally moved. She pushed against the ground to raise herself up and spat out her destroyed panties. Her glazed eyes examined the salvia soaked undergarments and she wondered how she would explain to her mother how her brand new panties had been ripped nearly in half.
Sayuri rolled over and sat up on her ass. The shockingly cold tiles of her classroom floor brought some focus to her. She needed to get dressed, but her clothes were stained with Iori's cum. She couldn't possibly wear that. She shambled to her feet and shuffled over to her school bag. Thankfully, she had gym earlier and could change into her gym uniform. She'd have to dump the rest of her clothes into some mud to cover up the stains so her mother wouldn't notice them.
After changing into her gym uniform, Sayuri's eyes failed to lock onto anything as she scuffed toward the mop bucket in the room. It was Iori's and her turn to clean the room, but he had faked clumsiness to make the room dirtier. To make them stay longer. After the teacher left for the day, Iori came up behind her and... did things.
The young girl bobbed up and down as she rung out the mop. Even as the water failed to come out, she continued. Her mind lost on what had occurred scant minutes before. She shook her head and rewetted the mop and this time barely wrenched any water out of it at all. She splashed water all over the floor and scrubbed the tiles with all her might.
It took Sayuri a moment to recognize a beeping sound coming from her school bag. She went over and pulled out her own D-Terminal and opened it up to see what message she had just received.
'Miyako's water just broke! Taking her to the hospital!
-Sora'
Sayuri stared at the message for a long moment. "Miyako is having her baby?" she whispered. She then blinked. "She's having her BABY?!"
Sayuri gave a quick look at where her virginity ended to make sure no evidence remained before grabbing her school bag and stuffed her soiled clothes into it. She then left the room, bag in hand and dragging the mop and bucket with her to be deposited in the cleaning supplies room.
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"That has got to be the grossest thing I've ever seen!" Sora complained.
"Tell me about it," Takeru returned. "We didn't clean up the mess from when Hikari's water broke until the following day." He made some gagging noises.
"Ewwwww...." Sora looked ready to throw up.
"How are Hikari and my nephews?" Taichi questioned.
"They're doing great. The doctor says Hikari might be able to have sex again in a couple weeks," Takeru replied.
Taichi smacked the back of Takeru's head. "Don't mention 'Hikari' and 'sex' in the same sentence again!" He then whelped in pain as a certain red head pulled his ear.
"Taichi, that is getting VERY old. She's married and a mother. She's going to fuck when she wants to. Deal with it!" Sora yelled into his stretched ear before letting go.
Taichi rubbed his injury. "I was just joking."
"Could have fooled me," was echoed from the room as if in surround sound.
Hawkmon gave a faint chuckle and went back to wearing a rut into the floor from his ceaseless pacing. He should be in the room with Miyako, but the hospital forbade it since he was of 'questionable sanitary condition.' He was the FATHER! But even Doctor Kido and Doctor Gosunkugi's assurance didn't prevail against the hospital's fear of its own insurance policy and government funding.
No one quite knew how to help the soon-to-be father. Leomon had been distracted by explaining how he became Mimi's lover, but Hawkmon was in no mood for storytelling. As for Takeru and Patamon, they had been allowed to stay with Hikari, which the hospital got into some trouble from the government, for allowing an animal into the operation room. Protests of digimon not being an animal of any sort had fallen on deaf ears. Though the half-breeds were overlooked for at least being half-human. It was creating all sorts of issues whose discussions were being kept behind closed doors.
"How can digimon and humans breed together?" Sakura, a lanky girl who was a member of the third group, questioned the resident digimon experts.
"Well, all digimon, surprisingly, have human-like sexual organs," Jyou began.
"Probably a result of all the porn on the Internet," Koushiro added. "You don't see much in the way pictures or descriptions of animals having sex on the net. Those that do exist are almost always concerning mammals. Though it doesn't explain why digimon lay eggs."
"I guess." Jyou shrugged. "Anyway, with human-like reproductive process, mating is possible. Since digimon vary greatly in appearance and that an Angewomon could potentially have a child with, say, an Ookuwamon, there would need to be some adaptability of the reproductive cells. That adaptability has apparently allowed digimon to successfully mate with any mammal on Earth as there are half-jaguar digimon and half-dolphin digimon as well as half-human ones. We'll be keeping an eye on the half-jaguar litter as they'll be able to breed first if they're not infertile."
"Why would a digimon have sex with animals?" Sakura wondered.
"Well, the teams that know the father of the half-dolphin and the mother of the half-jaguars profess that those animals are extremely intelligent," Jyou replied.
"Smarter than some people and digimon, if you believe them," Koushiro added. "Which I don't find hard to believe."
"Belief and facts are two different things," Sakura chirped.
"Got that right," Koushiro responded.
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"Has Miyako given birth yet?" Sayuri questioned as she moved to stand next to Noriko, who was in front of nursery where all the newborn infants were kept.
"Not yet," Noriko replied. "Why are you in your gym clothes?"
"Fell into some mud," Sayuri replied off-handedly.
Noriko wondered where considering it hadn't rained in a while, but Odaiba was an island so there was no real shortage of water. "Why aren't you in the waiting room with everyone else?"
"Don't feel like being around anyone right now. You?" Sayuri returned.
"I wanted to see the babies," Noriko answered. She then frowned looking at Sayuri. The girl practically radiated depression. She probably made an advance at Iori and he shot her down. Noriko wasn't sure what to say to her. If Iori didn't mention who he had chosen to be his lover, which the fact Sayuri was talking to her seemed to support, she would likely make matters worse if she brought that up.
Sayuri's hand reflexively clutched at her stomach as she gazed at the infants. She had the phantom sensation of Iori's seed coursing through her, threatening to bring new life from within her.
Noriko smiled at the newborns before her, wondering what her children with Iori would look like. She could be pregnant now and that filled her with excitement. But Sayuri's demeanor was raining on her mood. She noticed how the girl was clutching at her midriff. "Lactose intolerance again?"
"Huh?" Sayuri looked at her, dazed. She then glanced down at where her hand had gone on its own accord. "Um, I guess. I'll be right back."
Noriko shook her head as Sayuri walked down the hall. She didn't have a clue about how to help the girl, made all the worst that she had taken Iori. Once Sayuri learned that, the friendship they formed during the past year would likely go to hell in a hand basket.
"Why?" echoed in Sayuri's mind as she entered the bathroom. Why did Iori do that? He knew very well what could happen. Miyako's pregnancy alone was proof of that. They weren't ready for the responsibility and she had told him so. He wouldn't listen as he did what he wanted.
Sayuri plopped down on a sitting toilet in one of the stalls. She didn't have to go, she had to think. Iori had told her he wanted to 'fuck her' and that he didn't care about responsibility. He wanted to do her and he did, regardless of her feelings on the matter.
That confused Sayuri a lot. Iori had always been responsible as she had been. She put her duties as a Chosen above her feelings for Iori. There would be time for more after their job was done.
But wasn't their job done now? They defeated Demon with the three Ultimate Angels of Seraphimon, Cherubimon and Ophanimon. There were no other threats on the horizon that they could detect. Was that why Iori let himself indulge? To submit to his feelings for her?
Sayuri exited the stall and went to the sink. She splashed water into her face and gave her reflection a weak smile. She had wanted Iori for some time now and he apparently had chosen her above his other suitors. Now that she had him, she questioned whether she wanted him or not.
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Miyako beamed as if she had gone into heaven. The past couple hours of excruciating pain from giving birth had evaporated into sweet nothingness. She couldn't feel her waist let alone her toes. In her dazed mind, she believed someone could take a sledgehammer to her clitoris and she wouldn't feel a damned thing. But then a splash of cold water struck her reality in the form of a baby's cry.
"There's someone here eager to meet you," Doctor Kido told Miyako, placing the newly born child into her arms.
Miyako started to cry. She weakly caressed the infant with gentle love. She looked into his light brown eyes and played with the tuff of dark brown hair. The baby then seemed to yawn and stretched. Dark brown feathers sprouted over his body, his hands and feet morphed into talons, a pair of wings jotted out of his back and his head reformed into the image of his father complete with a beak.
"You're so beautiful," Miyako cooed at her son.
The nurses were visibly disturbed at the sight.
Doctor Kido let out a short chuckle and left the room for the nurses to manage. Most mothers would have a heart attack seeing their child do that, but Miyako wasn't like most girls and knew of this since she was but a few months pregnant. He was quite thankful the baby had remained in human form during the entirety of the birth. He had advised against a vaginal birth, but Miyako was rather insistent on giving birth that way unless it was absolutely necessary to 'rip open her guts.'
"Easiest birth I've seen in years," commented Doctor Gosunkugi as he had come to watch the delivery. "Doubt the next one will be anywhere near this easy."
Doctor Kido smirked. "Ms. Motomiya will be a Cesarean section. She wanted to know if we could perform it early."
"Most women do. She's only got a month or two left," Doctor Gosunkugi replied.
"True, but most women don't get bruised from their baby kicking," Doctor Kido mentioned with a frown. "That baby will have superhuman strength at the very least, even if we can't tell what... other traits the baby has from her father."
"Any word on Tachikawa's condition?" Doctor Gosunkugi questioned.
"There will be some scar tissue on her uterine lining. She'll be able to become pregnant again, but she runs a greatly increased risk of miscarriage," Doctor Kido answered.
"About the best we could hope for. These are some amazing kids and I'm sure they'll find a way to deal with that," Doctor Gosunkugi mentioned.
Doctor Kido nodded. "Of course."
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Sayuri smiled at the new parents fawning over their bundle of joy. She was among the third group of visitors allowed to see Miyako, which consisted of the girls of Odaiba's third group.
"What's his name?" Noriko questioned.
"Inoue Takato," Miyako beamed.
"Or Takamon from the Digital Analyzer," Hawkmon added.
The visitors nodded. A very appropriate name. Almost to the point of calling the baby 'junior' as taka meant hawk in Japanese.
"He's so precious," Yume chirped.
"Aww, I could eat him up!" Keiko added, and her slightly plump figure indicated she could probably do just that.
Yuri frowned at the baby since while she liked guys, she didn't like the evidence of the result of being with guys could be.
"What's his digimon form look like?" Sakura questioned.
Hawkmon reached out and touched the baby, who shifted into his digimon form.
"Whoa! Looks like a brown Garudamon," Yume commented.
Miyako coughed. "We'll... he's just taking after the form his father was in."
Sakura looked at her quizzically. "What form was that?"
Miyako grinned sheepishly. "Apparently he was Holsmon at the time."
The six guests stared at the blushing bird, each remember how big and how... inhuman that form was.
"Talk about kinky sex," Yuri commented.
"Any regrets?" Sayuri blurted out, unsure why she had to ask that question.
Miyako shook her head. "None at all." She smiled at Hawkmon. "No one could ask for a better husband...." She then gazed at her child in her arms. "...or a more perfect baby. This is the happiest day of my life." Inoue caressed the back of her digimon's head. "The only day that comes close to this is when we first became lovers."
That last part caused Hawkmon and most of the girls to blush.
"I hope to be a mother someday soon," Noriko sighed wistfully.
Miyako smirked. "Being a teenage mother is anything but easy."
"Being a mother at ANY age isn't easy," Noriko corrected. "It just means I'll have to work even harder to be a kindergarten teacher like I always wanted. Hikari has been able to work towards that goal even when pregnant, and so can I."
Sakura pushed up her glasses. "You do know that in order to accomplish that, you'll need a guy. Preferably one that will stay with you after having sex, which most of them won't."
Noriko smiled nervously. "I'm not worried about that." Just what Sayuri, Yume, and Yuri would do to her if they found out about her relationship with their crush.
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Iori sighed as he entered school. He had been rather evasive about why he didn't go to the hospital. Sitting around for some bastard half-breed child to be born was not his idea of fun. He had used the excuse of that Armadimon had gone missing and he was trying to find him. Which actually was true. Where could his partner be?
"HIDE ME!" was all the warning Iori got before his world went black.
"Armadimon?" Iori questioned, prying the scared yellow digimon off his face.
"You've got to hide me!" Armadimon pleaded.
"Psychemon didn't like your 'advances?'" Iori questioned darkly.
"She fucking loved them! My cock's so sore I can't feel it!" The digimon sobbed. "You've got to help me!"
"Fine," Iori relented with some disgust in his voice. Now where to put his wimp-ass digimon? He shrugged and looked at the sport's shed. He could lock his partner in there until after class was over. He set that plan in motion and placed Armadimon inside it. "I'll lock the door on the way out."
Iori and Armadimon both jerked towards the door as there was an audible click.
"Our turn to play," Sayuri smirked, wearing sunglasses.
"Gaudy Horn!" Psychemon's horn flooded the room in intense light.
The boys screamed in pain.
"Oh, no. Not again," whimpered Armadimon.
"I thought you liked rough sex," Psychemon commented. "The way you jumped on me yesterday and fucked me without foreplay."
"Rough sex is one thing. Two dozen times in a day is something else!" Armadimon protested.
"I have an idea, Psychemon," Sayuri chirped.
Iori swallowed with some nervousness. There was something very wrong with this, his blindness being chief among them.
"You mean the special thing I did with Armadimon that I just told you about?" Psychemon wondered.
"Iori, run!" Armadimon warned.
"Why would you run, Iori-sempai?" Sayuri chirped. "You like rough sex, so I'll give it to you rough."
Iori sweat-dropped. "Er... what about responsibility?"
"If Hikari and Miyako can handle their duties and desires along with being a mother, I can as well. Seeing baby Takato yesterday made me realize how much I want to be a mother myself, and hearing Noriko's desires to be one as well convinced me I could make it work if I tried." Sayuri kissed Iori deeply. "I was scared yesterday. Afraid of what being lovers would mean. Worried about becoming pregnant." Her hand slipped down to his pants and unfastened them. "Now I'm not scared. I love you and want to have your children."
Armadimon whimpered in his darkness as Iori began to moan which were punctuated with the sound of clothes coming off and falling to the floor.
Sayuri laid down, completely naked on top of cushioned mat used in gymnastics. She guided her lover to move over her as his vision had yet to fully return. He felt between her legs and grunted as he shoved himself into her.
Iori began to thrust his meat between her wanting legs. "How is this 'rough sex?'"
"This may change your opinion," Psychemon commented.
Iori's sightless eyes widened in fright as he felt a pair of claws grab his ass checks and spread them. He then relaxed feeling the digimon's tongue lap against his anal opening, which then shot pleasure through his body. He was lost to the wondrous sensation and groaned when it suddenly stopped. He then screamed in horror as something long and warm thrust into his arse.
Psychemon held herself still as the boy grew accustomed to having her horn up his ass. She started to bob her head back and forth to grant him the pleasure she was offering.
Iori didn't know what to make of all this. His little kendo stick was deep within the pussy of a girl he thought he had raped while being unwillingly sodomized by the same girl's digimon partner. The sensations were beyond anything he experienced before. They were too intense for him to cope with.
Armadimon could now see vague shapes before him. The moaning and groaning of sex making his tired digi-hood stand at attention despite the protest from his balls. He couldn't take this anymore. He cautiously approached the threesome and patted the exposed rear of Psychemon. He pawed at her gently until he was certain it was her pussy and not Iori's rear. He then eased his rod into her love hole and let instinct take over.
The four were oblivious to the sound of the door opening. Fujiyama stared in stunned surprise as an armadillo shoved his cock into a lizard with a psychedelic fur coat which pushed, assumingly, her horn into Iori's ass and pressed that boys penis into Sayuri's nearly hairless pussy. Then the armadillo would pull out and seemingly draw the others apart.
Fujiyama watched the foursome fuck themselves into sweet oblivion. Sayuri's loud cries of pleasure had drawn him here and he had been intent on stopping the inappropriate behavior but this... this was... a situation that he didn't want to mess with at all.
The teacher shut the door and turned around stiffly. It was time for a nice sit down in the bathroom with some appropriate 'reading material.'
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Author's notes:
Irony is the universe's ultimate revenge.
Coming next:
Chapter 6 - Unknown Questions?!
Will the next part continue Iori's sexual rampage? Will it focus on Yamato and his problems in the world sex, drugs and rock n' roll? Or perhaps a bit of both?