This writing by Red Rover contains adult situation involving the television show Digimon.  Do not proceed if you are under eighteen, or if this material is illegal in your jurisdiction.

 

 

The continuation of my on- going epic lemon, and the start of the third epic lemon. It takes place at the end of season two, and the Tamers were transported before the start of the Deva saga.  For simplistic sakes, the young Izzy will now be referred to as Emperor Izzy. The alternate version of Matt, Lillymon and Cody are Gamma-Matt, Epsilon-Lillymon, and Delta-Cody. Warning, this lemon has some mild torture in it. Nothing gruesome or extreme though.

 

 

END GAME:

FATED CIRCLE

 

Chapter 9

 

Along Came a Spider

 

 

          The gigantic stone base floated over the valley. A gigantic battle once raged here. Emperor Izzy causally looked over to the side, at a gigantic footprint. Malomyotismon's footprint, from the epic battle that took place a while ago. "How sad." Emperor Izzy remarked. His human compatriots were all around him. Devimon was still in his base, still getting used to being resurrected. "A truly remarkable individual. A bit fool hardy unfortunately."

          "So what are we here for?" Gamma-Matt looked around, the sand whipping around him.

          "Looking for Alice's rabbit hole." Emperor Izzy allured.

          "This it?" Delta-Cody walked up to what looked like empty space.  His scarred forehead was raised a little as he examined what appeared to a tiny hole in space.

          Emperor Izzy walked up to where Delta-Cody was. A hole, about the size of one's fist, was hanging in mid air. Emperor Izzy peered down, and looked through. "Truly remarkable." Emperor Izzy saw another dimension, one that boggled the mind.

          "It is too bad you cannot fit in there." Ken stayed behind the group, the wind whipping his cape around. "Unless self miniaturization is in your powers."

          "It's not." Emperor Izzy stepped back as his eyes turned red. "Let's see, it took the combined power of two Imperialdramon's to breach this barrier." Emperor Izzy's black aura enveloped him. "This may actually require some effort." Emperor Izzy's aura shot out from him. The black energy splashed into the hole. The sand around Izzy began to whip around, causing the other humans to cover their eyes, except for Ken, whose glasses protected him.

          Emperor Izzy's strained as the barrier fought at him. A bead of sweat dripped from his forehead. He gritted is teeth, and focused. A burst of energy surged out of him. A great ripping sound, one of dimensional walls tearing apart, filled the air. "Whoa..." Delta-Cody smirked. "Cool."

          "Thanks." Emperor Izzy smirked as he looked at the hole, now the size of an average Tyrannomon. "Hmmm... overdid it a bit." Emperor Izzy looked back at Delta-Cody. "Bring the Mekanorimon." Emperor Izzy walked through the hall and looked around. Wild colors swirled in the vortex. There was no dimension, no up or down. It was chaos. Emperor Izzy loved it.

          Ken stepped into the portal, followed by Gamma-Matt and Delta-Cody driving the Mekanorimon shell. Ken looked around, the swirling madness, no logic. "I don't like it here."

          "Yeah, I know. Bad memories and all." Emperor Izzy waved a hand.  "We're only going to be here a few minutes. Delta?"

          Delta-Cody nodded, and pressed a few buttons. The dish opened in the Mekanorimon's shoulder, the same one Emperor Izzy used to bring back Devimon. "Ready Izzy."

          "Do it." Emperor Izzy nodded as he turned to Ken. "I suppose you want to know why we are here."

          "I already know." Ken snorted. "Don't insult my intelligence."

          "I forgot. The Dark Spore increases one's brainpower. Too bad I am not an expert in it." Emperor Izzy turned back to the Mekanorimon. "But we soon will have someone who is." Emperor Izzy watched as atoms suddenly filled the air. The atoms began to converge into two separate forms.

          "Uuhhhhh..." A red-cloaked woman with white hair appeared. Her senses returned as she stumbled.

          "My love!" A second newly formed figure, an elderly man in blue clothes, kept the woman from stumbling.

          "Hello Arukenimon." Emperor Izzy looked at the white haired lady.  "Mummymon." 

          Arukenimon looked around as she brushed off Mummymon's grip.  "The digidestined..." Arukenimon looked closer. "You.... what has happened?" Arukenimon walked up to Delta-Cody. "Did Malomyotismon win?" She brushed a hand over Delta-Cody's scar on his neck. "Are you all that remains?"

          "No. Malomyotismon lost." Delta-Cody replied. "These scars are from something else."

          "For that I am glad." Mummymon looked at Ken. "But this still doesn't explain your change in clothes Izzy." Mummymon looked at Ken. "Or your change to your original persona."

          "Well, it's a long story." Emperor Izzy spoke. "But in a nut shell, I am the Digimon Emperor."

          Arukenimon placed a hand on her chest, and laughed. "Oh, that is cute."

          Emperor Izzy took no notice. "And I want you to serve me."

          "Oh this is rich!" Arukenimon laughed harder.

          Mummymon took a darker tone. "We served a human before. And it ended badly."

          "But I did bring you back." Emperor Izzy reminded. "That should give me some credibility."

          "And why, pray tell, should we serve you?" Arukenimon stepped forward. "I don't see any digimon around, so it's not like you can force us."

          "Well." Emperor Izzy held put his hands. "Tell you what. If I win a fight between you two, you agree to serve me."

          "And if we win?" Arukenimon placed her glove hand to her hips.

          "I serve you." Emperor Izzy raised an eyebrow.

          "Sounds good. Mummymon?" Arukenimon looked to her side as Mummymon’s form warped, his blue clothes disappearing, and a bandaged mummy returned in his place.

          "Of course my love." Mummymon held out his hand. "Snake Bandage!"

          Emperor Izzy didn't flinch as white bandages wrapped his entire body.  He fell to the ground, making a dull thump. "Well." Arukenimon walked over to the cocooned body. "That was easy." Arukenimon looked over to the others. Delta-Cody was almost laughing, but was holding it in. "What’s so funny?"

          Delta-Cody chuckled as he spoke. "The look on your face in the next two seconds."

          Arukenimon gave the child an odd look, and then looked down at Izzy's wrapped up body. All of a sudden Izzy's form floated straight up into the air. "What the?!" Arukenimon stepped back.

          The bandages burst off Izzy, shredding into atoms. Mummymon and Arukenimon each moved back. Emperor Izzy stood there floating. Red eyes stared at them through an aura of black energy. "Boo."

          Mummymon, in a state of panic, brought up his gun. "Plasma Shot!"  Mummymon fired directly at Izzy.

          Emperor Izzy held out a hand. The energy hit his palm, and dispersed harmlessly. "Shall we continue?" Emperor Izzy floated down to the ground.

          "Ah ah ah...." Arukenimon wonder if she was facing her second death.

          "Oh don't worry, I wouldn't bring you back from the dead merely to kill you." Emperor Izzy turned off his powers, appearing normal. "Besides, you haven't done anything to warrant my vengeance."

          "How did you do that?!" Mummymon looked at his gun as if it betrayed him.

          "I am a digimon, at least in part." Emperor Izzy explained. "My parents were the viruses Devimon and Ladydevimon." Emperor Izzy looked up at the two digimon. "Now come back to my base. I require your services."

 

 

 

          "This again?" Arukenimon looked up on the screen, now in Emperor Izzy's main base. The Dark Spore was on there, superimposed over data.  Mummymon was behind her, still nervous. Arukenimon seemed relaxed. She was in her element now. This was her element. “I thought I had seen the last of this.”

          "Yes." Emperor Izzy gestured over to Ken. "Ken was generous enough to provide us with it."

          Ken huffed, casting a narrow glare. "I wasn't exactly forth coming at first."

          "Anyway." Emperor Izzy went back to Arukenimon. "With Okiawa gone, you are the closet thing we have to an expert."

          "Hmmmm...." Arukenimon rubbed her chin as she looked on the screen. "It is obvious what is wrong." Arukenimon typed on the screen.   "Okiawa attuned the Dark Spore to Ken's specific DNA. That is why the spore reacted differently than with all the other children. It was meant to."

          "Which is why I never grew a flower out of my head." Ken summed up, staring at Arukenimon through his dark glasses.

          "Exactly. You were the incubator. The children were merely the final step. One child was not enough." Arukenimon hummed softly as she typed.  A section of code popped up. "Now see here? This code is what makes the energy flowers. Remove it." Arukenimon pressed a button, and the code vanished. "And the Dark Spore is safe for anyone to use." Arukenimon looked at Emperor Izzy. "Any human I should say. You... I am not completely sure what would happen. Myotismon absorbed the Dark Spore's energy as Okiawa, so I would imagine it would have the same affect on you.  But I am not positive."

          "Ah, many thanks." Emperor Izzy smiled as he regarded the work. "A welcome addition to the Council."

          "Are you sure this is wise?" Ken cautioned. "Maybe she changed the Dark Spore so it would kill you instantly."

          "He does have a point." Emperor Izzy glared at Arukenimon. "What assurances do I have you aren't double crossing me?"

          "I was deleted once." Arukenimon replied. "I am not foolish enough to risk it again. Besides, if you don't trust me, implant the Spore in some other child." 

          "That was the plan." Emperor Izzy smiled.

 

 

 

          "So you want to inject me with the Dark Spore?" Delta-Cody looked up at Emperor Izzy with an err of caution. "Why not do it to you first?"

          "The Dark Spore is perfectly safe for humans." Arukenimon assured as she held out the scanner. "Emperor Izzy though, is not fully human."

          "Okay, next question." Delta-Cody fumbled the sword on his hilt. He never went anywhere with out it. "How can I trust you?"

          "Because." Emperor Izzy looked at Arukenimon with red eyes. "If you die, She dies. Only much more horribly."

          Mummymon suddenly came out of nowhere, morphing to his ultimate state. "You lay one finger on my love." Mummymon leveled his gun at Emperor Izzy. Emperor Izzy just smirked as his energy shield wrapped around his body.

          "Mummymon chill." Arukenimon ordered and place a hand on Mummymon's chest, and gave him a shove backwards. "Emperor Izzy should delete me if I try to con him. It's all part of the game. Now go sit in the corner."

          "But..." Mummymon sighed as he morphed back to his blue clothes.

          "Now then, shall we?" Arukenimon held out the device.

          Delta-Cody nodded. "Let's."

 

 

          Delta-Cody opened his eyes. Everything seemed.... different. He looked at the occupants of the Room. Emperor Izzy in his Digimon Emperor uniform. Devimon was next to Emperor Izzy and Gamma-Matt leaning half heartily against a wall. Mummymon watched everyone with interest, Ken with a slight scowl on his face. Arukenimon looking down at him. Delta-Cody spoke to Arukenimon first. "Did you?"

          "You are the proud recipient of the Dark spore." Arukenimon nodded slightly as she watched Delta-Cody stand up.

          “So how do you feel?” Emperor Izzy asked the young boy with interest.

          “This is…. Incredible.” Delta-Cody looked around. “Everything seems heightened. And the Cody of this world gave this wonderful gift up?”

          “He was a little too moral.” Arukenimon looked to her side. “What about you Matt, or Gamma. Whatever you’re called?” Arukenimon tapped the scanner, which held the Dark Spore in her hand. “Interested?”

          “No.” Gamma-Matt turned and left the room.

          “Another fool.” Delta-Cody shook his head, still trying to get used to the new sensation.  ven when he shook his head, everything was clear, no blurs, just perfect sharpness.

          Devimon uncrossed his arms. “He grows more defiant.”

          “Yes.” Arukenimon tapped the scanner. “Still don’t see why he is giving up this gift.”      

 

         

 

          Gamma-Matt ran walked down the hall. “Why am I doing this?” He sighed. He reached into his jacket, pulling out a tattered picture. It was faded, but Gamma-Matt could still see his brother TK, smiling happily in the sun, his big brother by his side. TK was barely eight, playing happily. It was one of the last peaceful moments back in his world. Before all hell broke loose.  “You were so proud of me.” Gamma-Matt brushed his hand over TK’s face.   “You thought I could do no wrong. But I screwed up. Screwed up big.”  Gamma-Matt pocketed the picture. “And I lost you and my family in the process. But I will get you back.”

          Silky hands ran across Gamma-Matt’s neck. “Are we feeling tense Gamma?”

          “Shove it Epsilon.” Gamma-Matt walked forward.

          “Awww…” Epsilon-Lillymon flew in front of Gamma-Matt. “I know you miss our time line, but we’ll be back soon.”

          “I don’t miss the time.” (I miss my family…) Gamma-Matt glared as he continued walking. “Don’t you have some place to go?”

          Epsilon-Lillymon sighed as she landed in front of Gamma-Matt. “I was just getting a couple of Bakemon. I have a great plan to have some fun with the digidestined. But I was thinking…” Epsilon-Lillymon walked up to Matt, and began walking her fingers up and down Gamma-Matt’s chest. “You have been so tense, how about a little fun?”

          Gamma-Matt looked up, his eyes narrowing. “You disgust me.”  Gamma-Matt walked past her into the hallway.

          "Now that was rude!” Epsilon-Lillymon growled. “But now what do I do?" Epsilon-Lillymon mulled over. “Devimon’s still too confused. Emperor Izzy is busy as well. I know!” Epsilon-Lillymon suddenly smiled. “The prisoners!” Epsilon-Lillymon became excited. She hadn’t raped somebody in a while. It was one of her favorite sex games. But who to do? There was Matt and Cody in one cell. But she had done them both in her world, so nothing special there. This world’s Izzy as well, but she had sex with Emperor Izzy lots of times. Kari? She hadn’t done a female human in the longest time. And a little lesbian action sounds good... Epsilon-Lillymon smiled. “Oh forget Kari. I know someone better.”

 

 

 

          Palmon had been huddling in this dank cell for hours. She was with Mimi in American, alone watching TV by herself. Mimi was at school, assuring Palmon that she’d be safe. Palmon heard something behind her, and she turned. Palmon barely turned her head before something hit her across the face. She woke up in the cell, and had been here ever since. She sniffled softly, worried whatever attacked her, might be after Mimi.

          The doors to Palmon’s cell slid open. Palmon’s head snapped up.  Her eyes grew wide as a tall shapely creature walked in, with a green leafy dress and a large flower over head with green vines for hair. Palmon’s lip quivered. “Wha…what…what are you?”

          Epsilon-Lillymon sat down next to Palmon, tossing a small bag she brought with her on the floor. “Oh come on, don’t you recognize your ultimate form?”

          Palmon moved away. “Another Lillymon?” That would be odd upon itself. Certain digimon types were rarer than others.

          “No, the chosen Lillymon.” Epsilon-Lillymon reached over to Palmon and brushed her flower. “I am you.”

          “What?” Palmon shrunk under the touch. “You can’t be!”

          “Oh no?” Epsilon-Lillymon removed a small trinket from her flower.  “My own digivice.” Epsilon-Lillymon ran the back of her hand down Palmon’s face.  almon shivered nervously as she looked at the digivice. It looked liked hers, and felt like hers, but it wasn’t. Palmon could tell.  Epsilon-Lillymon continued speaking. “How many other Lillymons have digivices? You see I am you from another time line. Same Digimon, merely different paths.”

          Palmon looked up. “Are you here to rescue me?”

          Epsilon-Lillymon broke out in laughter and pinched Palmon's cheek hard. “Oh far from it! I am the one who swiped you from Mimi’s.” Epsilon-Lillymon smiled evilly. “And now I am going to rape you.”

          Palmon suddenly shrunk back from the touch like it burned her. She scooted into the corner, fear in her eye. “Wh… what? You can’t!”

          "Of course I can!" Epsilon-Lillymon moved closer, cornering Palmon.  “Please. Highly trained ultimate versus a weakling rookie.” Epsilon-Lillymon placed her left hand on Palmon’s cheek.

          “Please… don’t….” Palmon begged, turning her head away from the touch.

          “Pathetic.” Epsilon-Lillymon moved her hand downwards, across Palmon’s chest.

          “You don’t want to do this.” Palmon tried to more away, but Epsilon-Lillymon’s right hand shot out, and clamped on Palmon’s left leg. 

          Epsilon-Lillymon’s squeezed tight, Palmon whimpering in pain, but more embarrassment. “Oh I do. Rape is one of my favorite sex games.”  Epsilon-Lillymon moved her head in and began whispering in Palmon’s ear.  “I’ve raped digimon and humans.” Epsilon-Lillymon’s left hand squeezed Palmon’s chest, massaging the small breasts. Palmon whimpered again. “Men and boys.” Epsilon-Lillymon moved her hand from Palmon’s chest.  “Even women and girls.” Lillymon began licking the side of Palmon’s face, placing her tongue in her near invisible ear hole. “But raping myself? That’s something special.”

          Palmon suddenly shoved Epsilon-Lillymon away. “No, I won’t let you touch me!”

          Epsilon-Lillymon merely smiled. She grabbed Palmon by the neck, squeezing tightly and pinning her to the cot floor. "Oh, you’ll do way more than merely touch." Palmon choked, not able to speak. “I can beat you to within an inch of deletion, and still fuck your flower off.” Epsilon-Lillymon took this opportunity to place her free hand on Palmon’s crotch and ran her fingers hard. “Now I don’t care.” Epsilon-Lillymon managed in arousing Palmon, even in her pain and fright, making her green pussy lips exposed.  “Fight me. Submit to me.” Epsilon-Lillymon jammed her fingers roughly into Palmon’s cunt, making sure it would hurt. Palmon whimpered in pain. “I will have fun either way.” Epsilon-Lillymon released her grip on Palmon’s neck, noticing she left some marks. The ultimate still kept her two fingers in Palmon. “So will you be a good girl?”

          Palmon was near tears. “Yes.” She ran a palm leaf hand over her eyes.

          (How disappointing) Epsilon-Lillymon sighed as she moved her fingers rapidly in Palmon. (I would never submit so quickly to my captors.)  Epsilon-Lillymon reached behind Palmon and began jacking of Palmon’s tail like it was a penis. (Well, of course I would be perfectly willing to do this.)    Epsilon-Lillymon bent down and licked Palmon’s chest. (How could I have ever become this weak?) Epsilon-Lillymon moved her head up, and began kissing Palmon all over her face. Palmon turned away, trying to avoid the lips. “No no….” Epsilon-Lillymon took her hand off Palmon’s tail and made it so Palmon was looking at her. “I want a kiss, tongue and all.”

         

          Palmon cried softly as she came, feeling very ashamed of herself.   Epsilon-Lillymon smiled and pulled her fingers out of Palmon’s cunt, and brought them to her mouth. Epsilon-Lillymon licked her fingers, smiling.  “Mmmm we do taste good!” Epsilon-Lillymon placed her fingers back in Palmon’s cunt. Palmon whimpered slightly as she felt the fingers enter her.  Epsilon-Lillymon pulled her fingers out after a few pumps, and then removed herself, now satisfied her fingers were wet. She then placed them on Palmon’s mouth. “Don’t you want to try?” Epsilon-Lillymon applied pressure, forcing her fingers in Palmon’s mouth. “MMmm suck my fingers.  Taste how much you love this.”

          Palmon didn’t suck; merely let the fingers rest in her mouth. She could still taste her own juice though. Palmon had tasted her fingers when she masturbated before, the sweet taste of mint in her cum. But now, the indignity of being forced to do it. She cried softly as Epsilon-Lillymon moved her fingers all inside her mouth, over her tongue and the inside of her cheeks, before removing them. Palmon spit to the side, still tasting her minty cum.

          “Oh, you like sucking things, don't you?” Epsilon-Lillymon got on her knees in front of Palmon. “I have something else for you to suck.” Palmon looked at Epsilon-Lillymon, her eyes growing wide as she saw a bulge in her green dress where the crotch was. “Take off my dress.” Epsilon-Lillymon held her hand over her head.

          Palmon sniffled again as she grabbed the hem of Epsilon-Lillymon’s dress, and began to lift it up. She found herself relived somewhat when it wasn’t a real penis, but a strap on dildo. But then she looked at the size of it.  “That… that’s huge!” Palmon looked at the size of black dildo. The longest she ever had was Patamon, and that was her maximum. And this was a good size bigger.

          “Thank you.” Epsilon-Lillymon finished removing her dress over head, having a bit of trouble getting it over the large flower. She was now completely naked, her enormous breasts bouncing slightly. “Now I am going to fuck you.” 

          Palmon’s eyes were transfixed on the enormous black dildo. “But that will never fit!”

          Epsilon-Lillymon smiled as she kneeled on the cot. She had deliberately chosen a dildo one size too big. “Oh, but I bet we can. Now I’ll be nice. I’ll let you lubricate it.”

          “H…how?” Palmon looked up, her eyes watering slightly.

          Epsilon-Lillymon grabbed the back of Palmon’s head, and positioned the rookie’s head at her crotch. “Guess.” Palmon turned her head away as the black dick poked at her chin. Epsilon-Lillymon sighed. “Well if you want me to shove this big, huge dildo up your cunt bone dry, fine with me. Palmon sniffled again, a tear running down her eye as she opened her mouth.  Epsilon-Lillymon watched as the dildo disappeared into Palmon’s mouth.  “Oh yeah, suck it. You like to have a dick in your mouth, even a fake one.”

          Palmon didn’t answer as she worked up saliva, making the dildo as wet as possible. She had her eyes closed, pretending it was a thermometer, a very thick thermometer none the less. This made the whole sensation slightly more bearable as she got it nice and wet. “Good girl.” Epsilon-Lillymon pulled out after several seconds of sucking. “Now lie down on the cot.”  Epsilon-Lillymon order as she held the dildo in her left hand.

          “Please, you don’t need to.” Palmon begged as Epsilon-Lillymon ran the cool rubber head over he wet crotch.

          “I don’t.” Epsilon-Lillymon but the head at Palmon’s cunt hole. “But I know you want it.” Epsilon-Lillymon smiled into Palmon’s terrified face before thrusting forward in one solid motion.

          “AHHHHHHHH!” Palmon's body screamed. She had tried to get ready for this, but it wasn't enough. “Too big! Too big!” Palmon cried as the dildo managed to fit its way into her cunt, stretching her to the max, and beyond.

          “Oh yeah!” Epsilon-Lillymon began to mover her hips back and forward. “Completly filled the green bitch!”

          “No, stop!” Palmon placed her hands on Epsilon-Lillymon’s chest to push her away.

          “Play with my tits!” Epsilon-Lillymon slammed down hard, the cot shaking and Palmon crying. “You are a lesbo at heart!”

          “It hurts!” Palmon cried, but at the same time her body was enjoying it in a weird way. “Stop!”

          “Why would I stop?!” Epsilon-Lillymon’s tits smacked in Palmon’s face every time she thrust the dildo completely in, causing Palmon to scream again. “You are so close to coming, I can feel it!”

          “No!” Palmon’s body shuddered with the next thrust. Palmon gasped again, her tired body not having the strength to scream.

          “Here we go!” Epsilon-Lillymon fucked as hard a she could, the entire metal cot shaking as she thrust down.

          “Ahhhh!!” Palmon came even in the pain. Her pussy became wetter as the love juice flowed.

          Epsilon-Lillymon stopped fucking, and rested on top of Palmon, the fake dick buried in Palmon’s cunt. Palmon panted as she came, the intruder still inside her. Palmon’s face was buried in Lillymon’s cleavage. “Ohhh you do like it rough.” Epsilon-Lillymon sat up, the dildo sliding out. Palmon breathed a sigh of relief as her cunt was now empty, and that this ordeal was finally over. Epsilon-Lillymon reached over and dug into her bag she brought. “And for being such a good girl, I brought some toys for you.”

          Palmon was crying softly on the cot as Epsilon-Lillymon pulled out her first toys, a series of balls on a string. “Please, haven’t I done enough?”

          “Enough?” Epsilon-Lillymon slapped the side of Palmon’s cheek. “I haven’t even cummed once yet! All I’ve done for you, how ungrateful can you get!” Epsilon-Lillymon pulled Palmon up and threw her roughly to the floor. “Now show me your ass!” Palmon sobbed some more as she got on all fours. Her pussy was quite visible now, wet and large from the dildo fucking. “Good girl.” Epsilon-Lillymon got down on the floor with Palmon, patting her once on the head. She took the string of six canary yellow balls, and positioned them at Palmon’s ass hole. She took the end one, placed it at her rectum, and pushed.

          “Ahh!” Palmon whimpered as the ball moved pass her sphincter into her rectum.

          “Oh I know; you love your ass filled.” Epsilon-Lillymon applied another ball, getting it in Palmon’s rectum and moving the first one deeper.  She had deliberately chosen balls one size too large again, just so that it would be more painful. “Whoa look at them go!” A third ball was forced into Palmon’s ass. “You must take it up the butt regularly.” Epsilon-Lillymon pushed a fourth ball in. “So which of your digimon friends has the pleasure of ass fucking you?” Epsilon-Lillymon pushed the fifth ball in with a bit of effort. “Probably all of them, right?” The sixth and final ball got in with a great deal of squirming. The sixth ball was still visible, its bright yellow surface standing out sharply as Palmon’s green skin surrounded it.

          “Imagine how many we could get in you if you were in you Lillymon form!” Epsilon-Lillymon brought out her sack again. “Now, put your hands behind your back.” Epsilon-Lillymon ordered as she held out the thin leather straps.

          Palmon, now humiliated and defeated, complied. Epsilon took the thin leather straps, and wrapped them around Palmon’s hands tightly. Epsilon-Lillymon pulled even tighter, causing Palmon some more pain, before tying a tiny knot with her nimble fingers. “Uh...” Palmon cried.

          Epsilon-Lillymon smiled as she took another strap, and tied it around Palmon’s chest, right above her small green breasts. Epsilon-Lillymon then did the same under Palmon’s breasts, before pulling tight and tying a knot on the side. Palmon’s green breasts where now visible, the straps accenting them as they squeezed. Palmon's tits became visible, as they normally did when she was aroused. “Oh, they’re so cute!” Epsilon-Lillymon took some time to fondle them, licking the now exposed green nipples, making sure they were hard. She removed her mouth, and gave each of them a pinch, before going back to the bondage straps.

          Epsilon-Palmon then took a strap and placed it on Palmon’s left shoulder. She ran it down Palmon’s chest, and through her legs, and up Palmon’s back. She then pulled tight like she did the other straps. “Ahhh ahhh!” Palmon panted as the strap began to work its way in her cunt.

          “Oh that must feel good.” Epsilon-Lillymon tied the knot on Palmon's shoulder. She then took a second strap, and ran it on Palmon’s right shoulder and through the legs, before tying it tight around Palmon’s shoulder.

          “Mmmmm…” Palmon whimpered as now two straps rubbed up against her cunt.

          “Oh yeah, you like that bitch.” Epsilon-Lillymon rubbed Palmon’s crotch, making sure the straps were in nicely. “Just a few more.” Epsilon-Lillymon moved to Palmon’s feet, and bonded them tightly. She took one last strap, and lopped it around Palmon’s knees. “Done!” Epsilon-Lillymon replied cheerful as she stood up to admire her work.

          Palmon was lying on the ground, reeking of her own mint juice. The straps bounded her tightly, cutting into her every time she moved.  “Please…. Go….” Palmon begged, her voice leaving her

          Epsilon-Lillymon kicked Palmon in the stomach once, just enough to hurt. “We’re done when I say we’re done!” Epsilon-Lillymon got on her hands and knees, turning Palmon on her back. It was awkward for Palmon, since her arms were bound behind her. Palmon looked up and saw Epsilon-Lillymon crawling up to her face, the black dildo still on her. “Now.”  Epsilon-Lillymon proclaimed as she sat on Palmon’s chest. “This is my favorite dildo, and we can’t return it all sticky. So be a good girl and like it clean.”

          Palmon sniffled, but weakly opened her mouth. She had already been forced this indignity, but that didn’t make it any better. The black dildo went into her mouth, sliding in. The minty taste of her cum hit her tongue as she was face fucked by Epsilon-Lillymon. Epsilon-Lillymon received no joy in this of course, but she moaned as if she was. The humiliation was more than enough for her, but she wanted more.

          Epsilon-Lillymon slid out of Palmon's mouth. “What a good girl, there's nothing worse than having your toys all sticky.” Epsilon-Lillymon moved her hands to the side of her hips. “And now you are going to suck me.” Epsilon-Lillymon removed the dildo, undoing the buckle on her side.  Palmon watched as the black penis slid off, Epsilon-Lillymon slid up on to Palmon’s face. Palmon inhaled the aroma of strawberries, the trait of Lillymon’s cum. “Lick me! Eat me out like the whore you are!”

          Palmon felt the pussy lips grind into her face. “NO!” She shouted through clench lips.

          “No?” Epsilon-Lillymon stood up, and gripped Palmon by the neck, picking her off the floor with her.  What do you mean no?”

          “You’ve humiliated me, abused me, raped me. I’ve gone through enough!” Palmon cried at the indignities. “Now go!”

          Epsilon-Lillymon threw Palmon to the floor. “How dare you talk to me you pathetic worm?!” Epsilon-Lillymon reached in the brown sack and pulled out two more items, a large wicked candle and a lighter. “You should have done what you were told.” Epsilon-Lillymon flicked on the lighter, and ignited the wick of the candle. The robin’s egg blue candle burst into flame.  “Now you must be punished. 

          Palmon’s lip quivered as she saw Epsilon-Lillymon hold the candle over her. "Wha… what are you doing?"

          Epsilon-Lillymon smiled evilly as she tilted the candle sideways.  “Putting you in your place.”

          “AAHAHHHHHH!!!” Palmon’s body jumped off the floor as the blue wax dripped on her left tit.

          Epsilon-Lillymon placed a foot on Palmon’s chest. “Weakling!”  Epsilon-Lillymon watched another drop of wax from on the candle. “How dare you let yourself become this weak?!”

          The wax dropped on to Palmon’s right tit. “YAHHHHHH!!!” Palmon screamed again, the force of her convulsion knocking Lillymon off balance, so she had to use her wings to keep straight.

          Epsilon-Lillymon growled and got back on her knees, placing her free hand on Palmon's neck to keep her still. “Look at how pathetic you’ve become!” Epsilon-Lillymon ordered as she dripped wax on Palmon’s stomach. Palmon screamed again, but not as loud as when it landed on her tits. “And look at how strong I am! You make me sick!” Wax dripped onto Palmon’s left cheek. “Now I am going to make you pay!” Epsilon-Lillymon moved down and held the candle at Palmon’s crotch.

          Palmon tried to move away, but Epsilon-Lillymon held fast. A big drop of wax form at the candle's head, dangling above her pussy lips.  Palmon panicked. “Please stop, please I will do anything. Anything.” Palmon begged, her breath coming in ragged patches.

          Epsilon-Lillymon smiled as the wax bead began to fall. “You should have in the first place.” She reminded as the large drop of wax fell.

          “SCRRREEEEECCCCCHHHHHH!!!!” Epsilon-Lillymon was thrown off as Palmon managed to jump off the floor. The pain she felt was extreme, she was not even able to breathe for a few seconds afterwards the pain was so intense. Just as quickly she stopped, as if a switch was suddenly shut off.  Her eyes were closed, and her whole body seemed to be sweating. 

          “Now are we going to eat me out?” Epsilon-Lillymon held the candle over Palmon’s crotch. Already another bead of wax was forming on the rim.

          Palmon opened her eyes and looked up, that little movement taking an enormous effort. She lost the ability to speak, so she just nodded slightly.

          Epsilon-Lillymon smiled, and brought the candle to her lips. She blew softly, the flame flickering before dying. “Good.” Epsilon-Lillymon placed the candle down.

          Palmon was still sobbing as Epsilon-Lillymon placed herself on her green face. The pain, violation had taken their toll. She began to lick, tasting Epsilon-Lillymon’s strawberry tasting cum. The taste was bitter in her mouth as her long spindly tongue ran over Epsilon-Lillymon’s clit. “Oh yeah, you like my taste, don’t you?” Epsilon-Lillymon rubbed her cunt as hard as she could against Palmon’s face. Palmon coughed as she licked, some pussy juice went down Palmon’s throat. But still she continued oralling, fearing this dark version of her. Epsilon-Lillymon rubbed her breasts. Palmon wasn’t too good at this, but she was tired and being forced to. Epsilon-Lillymon moved her hand down to her crotch, and began to rub her clit. It made the sensation much more pleasurable as Palmon ate her hole. She groaned loudly, and squeezed her hips tightly, Palmon’s head between her knees. Palmon’s face became sticky as Epsilon-Lillymon made sure to cum over every square inch of Palmon’s green face. 

          “Oooohhhhh doing it with yourself is a treat.” Epsilon-Lillymon slid down off the leather bounded Palmon. Hardened candle wax stuck to her tits and pussy, the blue standing out sharply against her green skin. “Don’t tell me you didn’t like it.” Epsilon-Lillymon smirked as she stood up, grabbing her dress. Palmon just sniffled. “Well, it was fun.” Epsilon-Lillymon slipped the dress over her head, working it over her flower head. “We must do it again some time.” Epsilon-Lillymon turned and walked to the door.

          “You… can’t leave me... Like this.” Palmon looked up. The straps were cutting into her green skin. She still had the plastic balls in her rectum as well.

          Epsilon-Lillymon turned from the door. "Yes, I can. Think of them as a reminder at how weak depending on you digidestined has made you."  Epsilon-Lillymon walked out of the cell, leaving the bound Palmon alone.  “To think, that could have been me.” She growled as she walked down the hall, leaving Palmon all alone.

 

 

 

          Delta-Cody had been run through a series of tests. Reflexes. IQ.  Memory. Strength. And the usual general check up for health. “So what’s the verdict?” Delta-Cody asked impatiently as he removed the diodes on his naked chest. He still had on his pants, providing some modesty.

          Emperor Izzy read his stats. “In the short time you’ve had the spore, your reflex time has shortened. Your short-term memory capacity has increased. IQ increased by at least thirty points. Even your strength has increased slightly. And not a single adverse side effect.”

          Delta-Cody got off the table and slipped his gray shirt over his head.  “I could have told you that. But these tests are useless.”

          Arukenimon looked up from the readouts. “How so?”

          "These are only figures and numbers." Delta-Cody picked up his sword on the side. “I need a real test.”

          “I can bring up the prisoner Cody…” Emperor Izzy started. It was not like he needed that Cody anyway.

          “Nah. He wouldn’t even be a challenge. I had someone more… special in mind.” Delta-Cody smirked as he walked to the door. He faced Emperor Izzy. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to take a little field trip and test myself.”

          “By all means, indulge.” Emperor Izzy nodded, and Delta-Cody left.

          “So have I done well?” Arukenimon smiled softly under her red brimmed hat.

          “Exceptionally. But it will take some time before the Dark Spore is safe for me. But now I need one more favor." Emperor Izzy looked at Arukenimon.

          "Yes?" Arukenimon placed a glove to her chin.

          "I hear you have the ability to control insect digimon." Emperor Izzy stated.

          "Yes, but it didn't work very well." Arukenimon reminded Emperor Izzy.

          "I am not asking you to defeat the digidestined." Emperor Izzy shook his head. "Merely bring a certain pair of insect digimon here."

         

And that's the next chapter of my on going epic! Any suggestions, plot ideas, comments, request, send them to mrredrover@hotmail.com.

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