--Digi-Destined Experiment--

Commencing operation with selected candidate from the non-digital realm…

Subject name: 		Jenny
Species: 		chipmunk
Height: 		3’6’’
Age: 			9 solar cycles of target planet
Selected digimon:	tsunomon

Comments: 		Selection of digi-destined child and integration of partner digimon systems is based on much different criteria than in previous operations. The removal of an intelligent metal seadramon who has studied the process of digi-destined selection and manifestation of inner strengths (those embodied in and magnified by crests) could require multiple trials such as this. The selected digimon is aware of and 100% willing to carry out this operation.

Content warning: 	The following files are marked with the following tags: [m/f], [adult/cub], [rape], and [vore]. Examination of logs without proper clearance, age, or interest, (or if you’re just a dick) is strictly prohibited.

OPERATION LAUNCHED

	For a future digi-destined child, selection occurs much faster than a single heartbeat. For the choosers, however, this is a multi-step process lasting perhaps an entire digital lifetime. Two champion-level digimon are chosen, one as the partner digimon, and one simply to create conflict. These digimon are sent to the realm and planet of choice, where the antagonist, if you will, provokes the target digimon into a fight. Only the young may see these “monsters”, and further only those with potentially compatible systems, once the target is downloaded into the digital realm.
	In all previous selections, we scan every child that witnesses the fight, and each one becomes what has come to be called a digi-destined. To minimize possible dangers for the operation, however, only one of the witnesses was chosen. During this encounter, the chipmunk female was only 7, and very frightened, yet still had the curiosity to stay and observe. Scanning revealed that the girl’s personal limitations were potentially highest in the attribute of hope. Ordinarily a crest of hope would be constructed, and a matching tag would be assigned to the digimon. However, this case was very different indeed, and an entirely new crest would be required.
	The champion digimon selected to be the future partner was a garurumon, which seemed to have most in common with the arctic wolves of this planet, or at least the quadrupedal  kind. Curious that this place also supported one akin to garurumon’s ultimate were-form. This selection would be ideal for our realm’s winter season, which we have chosen for the download of our rodent. The cold conditions may also serve to deter Jenny from straying far from her digimon bodyguard, which could prematurely end the project, as she would be no physical match herself against the wild ones.
	Once the fight was concluded, the garurumon was invited into HQ for briefing, as was the norm. It wouldn’t be until his reconfiguration that we could install an engine that would be compatible with the chipmunk’s digital form. The wolf was tired of struggling endlessly to digivolve, and welcomed the chance to speed up the process in his next manifestation. Digivolving is a long and grueling process, which is why most mega-level digimon turn out to be rather twisted. When a digimon partners up with a being from another realm, however, it can execute a temporary digivolution if certain parameters are at optimal levels, such as food intake, by borrowing energy from it’s destined partner, which is why rewriting some of the garurumon’s programming to be more compatible with the chipmunk’s systems is so crucial.
	To our surprise, he seemed much more eager than we expected to carry out our experiment. It was certainly a welcome surprise, as removing certain manifestations of morals from his programming would not only be a pain, but would also cause some unusual and unpredictable side-effects. We considered a virus-type digimon for this task, but that type would probably be recruited by the enemy. As you can imagine, a vaccine type is 90% likely to reject our goals, so a data type was the obvious choice. Still, his eagerness gave me the chills, particularly since he refuses to reveal his methods, and in a project like this one, his methods aren’t likely to be pretty. Still, we had come too far to back out now.
	After intense training and further briefing, this hardened warrior would be reconfigured into a new digi-egg. In this form, we installed our new software and compatibility patches while our digivice technicians worked on the device and the tag, while our reluctant drimojimon friends on server carved and empowered the crest inside the selected cave. There seemed to be far fewer complications than expected. The installation was going well, and the crest had all the expected properties, and was well beyond the reach of Metal Seadramon and his generals.
	Once the process was concluded, it was up to our unhatched digimon partner to deliver the digivice. Upon hatching, his new software would tell him exactly where to go in order to pass the digivice to the correct location in the other realm. As a fresh digimon, he would have to relearn his survival skills, which would happen quickly, and keep himself sustained until he digivolved for the first time. As a punimon, it wouldn’t take him long to become a tsunomon. Training-level digimon usually take a ball-like appearance, but with his new strength, he would be able to bounce the digivice to a high enough altitude that it could safely transfer itself to Jenny’s realm.
	From Jenny’s scanning to the day of her download, she became increasingly frustrated that no one in her world seemed to believe her about the monster attack. She insisted so strongly as to what she saw that she eventually became alienated from the rest of her class. She would eventually learn of our world long before coming here. Expert hackers from Jenny’s world stumbled upon our files years ago, though the damage was minimal, as they seemed to believe our studies a work of fiction. However, they were able to download reports based on our previous digi-destined projects.
	Naturally we relocated all our files and increased security, but some of our stories have leaked, and are being distributed and discussed, forming communities of those we might be inclined to call “fans” of our work. Having seen the digimon for herself, Jenny began studying these leaked reports.	She continued to acquire much knowledge from the leaks, reassured that something beyond her own world actually did exist, and dreams of traveling to such a world began to manifest.
	While our reports gave no indication that an encounter in her world would make her a likely candidate for selection, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to bear the title of digi-destined. She would often attempt to attract her friends to these reports, and if successful, would engage in make-believe quests to rid the digital world of evil digimon with these friends. The time was fast approaching when her dreams would become reality.
	Snow was falling for the first time in her world as she arrived home from school. Her mother was insistent that she finish her homework before anything else. With a sigh, she turned on the light next to her desk. She half-heartedly removed the first book from the backpack. It was Wednesday, so her mother was heading out the door, on her way to pick her little brother up from soccer practice as usual.
	It wasn’t long after her mother’s car was out of sight that the roof suddenly exploded from above her. With a scream, she dived away, dodging sparking planks falling through a hole in the floor. Slightly shaken, she stood up and crept to the newly formed hole in the floor, not wishing to fall in from a weak plank. As she peered down into the hole, waiting for the dust to settle, she spotted something white half buried in the dirt. As she started to stand up, she had to stop herself and take a second look.

“That’s… it can’t possibly be a…”

	She rushed to the computer to check the leaked diagrams of the digivice, but before she could log on, her ears perked at a low hum as the digivice slowly rose from the floor, hovering chest-level to the young chipmunk. Her eyes widened, her suspicions confirmed. She rushed with haste to the device, her heart racing as she slowly reached for it.

“It’s gotta be!”

	Not sparing another moment, she grasped it firmly, thereby activating it. Upon activation, a vortex appeared above her head, and suddenly gravity was going the wrong way. Disoriented, she felt as if she were falling upwards before her brain readjusted to the inverse physics, screaming as she continued to fall into nothingness, and passing out as her body began reconfiguring itself into data, though she would hardly notice a difference between this and her physical body.
	As her eyes fluttered open, she moved her arm to rub her face, dumping a scoop of snow onto it instead. Clenching her eyes shut, she quickly sat up to shake and dust off the clumps of snow collected on her when she heard a voice to her side.

“Ah, the day has finally arrived.”

	With a gasp, she turned her head, eyes lighting up as she spotted the orange ball with a large horn growing from the top.

“Greetings, Jenny.”

“You’re a…”

“A digimon, yes. To be precise, I’m a—“

“Tsunomon?”

“Wh…? How did you… oh, right, the leak.”

“The what?”

“You’ve been studying us, it seems. How much do you know?”

“W… Well I…”

“Nevermind, that’s not important right now. What is important is getting you out of the cold. Here, Mojimon and I made an igloo for us, but he’s gone back home.”

	Tsunomon bounced away as Jenny quickly scrambled to her feet and followed into the warm structure. Tsunomon beckoned the girl to have a seat on a small log before speaking again.

“So then… In your studies, have you read anything about the digi-destined?”

“Y… Yes I… am I…?”

“Yep!”

Her eyes lit up more as she pointed at the tsunomon, “And that means you’re my…”

“Yep!”

“Oh wow, it’s really real! I knew it was real because I saw digimon in my world when I was 7!”

	In her excitement, she and the tsunomon exchanged stories, and she went on to inform her new partner of all she knew of the legends of the digi-destined. Before long, the tsunomon presented the chipmunk with her tag which, without hesitation, she looped over her head before taking a long look at it.

“There’s no crest…”

“Finding that is part of your training. I’m here to protect you along the way. By the time you find it, we’ll both be ready to begin the real battle.”

“The real battle? Oh, right. I forgot.”

“Right, you weren’t brought here for a vacation.”

“Doesn’t matter! This will be better than a vacation! Oh so… I wonder what kind of crest I’ll have.”

“Well it’s…”

“You know something about it? Do you know where it is?”

“I don’t know exactly where it is, but I can get us going in the right direction. Right now we’re in Freezeland in the northeast of File Island. We have to travel to the southwest, over the Great Canyon, past Infinity Mountain, through the jungles and to the southern coast. From there, we set out to sea to the continent of Server, where we must then find your crest.”

“What crest will I have? Friendship? Courage? Hope?”

The tsunomon chuckled lightly, “Your knowledge of the legends will save us some discussion time, but this crest is new. It’s like nothing ever created before. It’s designed to make it easier than before to help me digivolve. Not sure if that will make it harder in the long run or not, but there you have it.”

“So when do we meet up with the other kids and their digimon.”

“Well… see you’re a special case. They’re trying to see if this new crest will allow us to succeed with only one digi-destined and one digimon. If we can’t beat Metal Seadramon, the old methods will be employed once again.”

“So… it doesn’t matter if we win or lose?”

“Oh it certainly matters. The longer that damn sea snake and his generals are running this place, the harder it will be to put him down. We have an advantage, though.”

“We do?”

“Yes. See he knows the legend of the digi-destined better than any villain before him. He knows all the tricks and traps to set to give him the best chance to defeat them, but if all goes as well as I think it should, his tricks will be useless, forcing him into a straight-up final battle with yours truly.”

“Well when are you going to tell me what my crest is?”

“Patience, Jenny. Along the way, I will train you to get the most out of the new crest, and when we find it—“

	The conversation was suddenly interrupted by the sound of something sliding through the snow, seemingly slithering. With a few sniffs, the tsunomon groans in frustration, whispering to Jenny.

“Damn… I knew we’d probably have to fight something soon after you arrived, but of all the digimon we could possibly run into…”

“What is it…”

“…I knew I should have tossed the digivice a little farther from Toy Town…”

	After a brief silence, an eyeball, apparently not attached to a face, peeked slowly around the door of the igloo. At that moment, tsunomon spewed out a large pink bubble that centered on the eye, which withdrew quickly, followed by a scream and a groan as tsunomon leapt from the door, immediately having to dodge something that splatted into the snow in front of the door, which Jenny stumbled over to avoid stepping on as she exited the igloo, meeting a gaze from a strange green blob of a digimon.
	It was a numemon, a champion-level sluggish digimon with rookie-like abilities and a rather bad smell about it. Tsunomon, taking advantage of the pause in numemon’s attack, turned to Jenny.

“The digivice is in the igloo! Get it!”

	Upon hearing the mention of the digivice, the numemon froze. “You… You’re bluffing!” With that, he attacked as Jenny rushed into the igloo, careful to step over the strange, smelly goo on the ground as she grabbed the digivice while tsunomon evaded every attack, making a point not to waste energy attacking at such a low level. The digivice beeped loudly as Jenny came out, stopping the fight dead as an explosion of energy radiated from the tsunomon as he rapidly changed shape.
	The numemon watched in horror as he squinted into the bright light, seeing the figure of the ball growing legs and arms, and emerging from the light as a gabumon, which appeared as a cross between a canine and some sort of reptile, wearing a coat of fur on his head and back that was independent of his body, almost tribal in appearance. Before he could even let lose a breath of blue fire, the numemon, having witnessed the appearance of a digi-destined, screamed as he turned tail, slithering and leaping as fast as he could manage in a bee-line back to Gear Savanna. With the threat gone, Jenny resumed staring at the strange goo.

“Hey tsuno… er… gabumon. What’s this?”

The newly digivolved gabumon grabbed a flat stick and flicked the goo as far away from the igloo as possible. “The only way for a numemon to mount a successful offense is to throw you off your game by…”

“By throwing that stuff at you?”

“Um… yes…”

“So what is it?”

“…Digital waste. Much is wasted in the development of a numemon, and it uses that waste to its advantage.”

“Digital waste?”

Gabumon nodded, “I believe in your world, you call it ‘shit’.”

“EWWWWW!”

“So now you get the picture, but overall there’s only one digimon in this world proportionately weaker, and its body is all but made of the stuff.”

“A… poop-mon, are you kidding me?!”

“That’s enough talk of poop for now.”

“Gross.. yeah let’s stop talking about it.”

“I must ask you to grant me some silence for just a moment…”

	Jenny obliged, remaining quiet as gabumon turned his ears back and forth, slowly scanning the horizon as he listened in every direction intently. After a long pause, he nodded.

“Good, the only digimon relatively close is the fleeing numemon, and he’s still running like mad. It’ll be dark soon. Let’s retire for the evening.”

	Jenny followed her new partner into the igloo as he created a small fire with his breath, just enough to provide some light. Jenny sighed as she sat down.

“It’s going to be hard for me to get any sleep this early.”

“You don’t have to. In fact, it’s the perfect time to seal the deal.”

Jenny blinked several times at that comment. “Seal the deal? What do you mean?”

“Well you see, my job is to protect you while we search for the crest, so that you’ll be able to provide me the energy I need to digivolve and defeat Metal Seadramon. As I’ve said before, this particular arrangement is unique.”

“…but how do we seal…”

Gabumon grinned as he scanned his charge. It had begun, and nothing could halt the project. “From the day I hatched, I  am the only digimon capable of protecting you and getting the job done, but now’s the time to inform you that my services won’t come cheap.”

“Cheap? But… I don’t have any money or anything? Does that mean…”

“Money? My dear, the currency and valuables in your world have no value here. I want something else. Take off your clothes.”

“My… what?!”

“Your clothes. Take them off.”

“Why do you want my…”

“NOW!!”

	Jenny’s heart began to race as she observed the disturbing look in the eyes of her partner. This certainly wasn’t what she had expected. Her pilgrimage was going to be much different than those before her, and that reality was beginning to sink in. She nervously slipped out of her clothes, observing a pleased grin from the gabumon, who patiently waited as his reddish tip began to emerge from the pouch between his legs, though Jenny remained unaware of this as she finished undressing. Upon offering her outer clothing to gabumon, the digimon brushed it from her paw onto the ground.

“I mean all of them.”

“Why?!”

	The grin faded slowly, which was enough to renew Jenny’s fear as she slowly unfastened and removed the bra from her flat chest, placing it into the pile, and gulping as gabumon didn’t seem satisfied yet. With a whimper, she hooked her thumbs on the sides of her pink panties, watching the grin return as she slit them down, exposing her untouched, young slit as she stepped out of her undies and kicked them into the pile with the rest of her clothing, watching the gabumon scoop them up.

“Good girl. I’ll be with you in just a moment.”

	With that, gabumon then walked out of the igloo with a hesitant, naked chipmunk following behind. Dumping the clothing on the ground, he took a deep breath and let loose a hot blue flame upon the pile of clothes, setting them ablaze. Jenny’s eyes widened as she shrieked, rushing towards her now burning clothes, only to have a powerful paw slap her on the chest, stopping her in her tracks.

“Get back in the igloo, Jenny. We’re not done yet.”

	With a loud whimper, she slips back inside with the gabumon close behind, unable to believe her only set of clothes was now burning to ashes outside. Did this mean she would have to spend all her time in the digital world naked? Unable to grasp the point of all this, she gazed pleadingly at her partner, who for the moment seemed more like a captor. After a brief silence, she could no longer stop herself from speaking out.

“Why?! Why did you burn my clothes?! I don’t have anything else to wear! How could you…”

	Gabumon never answered her, simply getting uncomfortably close to her as she started to back away, observing that lustful, toothy grin once again as he blocked every attempt she made to get around him, his now erect member swaying with his movements, though this didn’t alarm her as much as everything else, still being mostly oblivious to such things.

“S… Stop it! You’re really scaring me!”

“Am I?”

“YES!”

“Sorry, little girl, but I want my fee.”

“But I told you I don’t…”

	Her protest was interrupted by a quick grasp of her wrist, and then her tail as she tried to run around, yelping as she was pulled back and held firmly against the body and pulsing member of the gabumon, who was at least two feet bigger than she was, and certainly stronger. She struggled in vain, eyes wide with terror, fearing what unknown plans this digimon may have for her.

“Please! Let go!”

“Fight it all you want. I intend to make sure you’re able to use the new crest to its fullest potential, and to that end I will sacrifice your innocence, your youth, your childhood, and prepare you for the greatest power the digi-world has ever seen.”

	Before Jenny could respond, she felt a tremendous force on her shoulders, effortlessly forcing her to her knees, followed by a paw on her chest, slamming her against the ground. Before she could react, gabumon was straddling her, grabbing her arms and pressing them to the floor. She began to lightly squirm as she looked up at her grinning digimon partner, who then inched his way back, running his cock down her furry tummy as he parted her legs with his knees, causing her to tense at the unwelcome touch, though she remained unsure of what was happening.

“Please! Stop it! Please!”

	Gabumon only chuckled as he found her young slit with his tip, and just as she gasped in surprise, he forced his hips forward, parting her cunt lips wide as he observed her tense and frightened expression. She gasped sharply and arched her back with a scream as her inner-walls clenched tightly around the invasion. Gabumon groaned as he forced his way inward, the tightness forcing him to a stop occasionally, triggering a scream each time his shaft began moving inside her again, a few drops of blood creeping down his shaft and between his legs.
	Jenny’s arms were helplessly trapped, held effortlessly in place as she drew back her legs, trying to squeeze them between the two bodies without success, and unable to keep them in a position to force back her captor’s hips, though her strength would be no match in any case. Gabumon clenched his teeth and groaned as he forced the hole to open further to accept more of his invading shaft, grunting and growling as he shoved more and more inside.
	The helpless chipmunk shrieked as she began slamming her heels into the back of her partner as hard as she possibly could, but it was like kicking a tank, and just as effective. She begged him to stop as she felt her insides being stretched and torn, and strangely enough, he did stop, but only to feel the pulsing cunt squeeze against his shaft once he had managed to slip every inch of it inside. Tears streamed down her face as gabumon leaned in, his body now pressed firmly against hers, keeping her pinned against the floor as he pressed his muzzle next to her ear.

“Mmmm, just as I’d hoped. This will make you a much more valuable partner once we have the crest, but that doesn’t mean I won’t enjoy every second of it.”

	Before Jenny could speak out, she could only cry out as gabumon pulled back and slowly forced his hips forward a second, and then a third time, groaning as he continued to try and loosen her slit more, the blood providing enough lubrication to ease his passage in and out. Jenny cried out once again, pleading for relief.

“EEEAAAAAAGHH!! GET IT OUT!!”

	The very second gabumon’s shaft began sliding more easily, he pulled back and slammed his hips forward, sliding her back slightly and drawing a lung-exhausting shriek from the poor chipmunk girl. As she slid back, he had to chase her with his hips to keep himself inside, inching forward again to readjust his position. Slightly annoyed by the near exit, he pressed his body down onto her again and leaned over her shoulder, planting his teeth uncomfortably into her shoulder as he hilted into her a second time.
	Jenny’s body was flailing helplessly underneath, her movements very restricted. With a firm grip on her shoulder, the digimon began thrusting harder, breathing heavily onto the shoulder between his jaws as his victim continued her useless kicks on his backside. Mercilessly his hips slapped against her as he groaned in pleasure, raping the little girl without a moment of pause. A seemingly endless assault on her insides left the frightened rodent to slowly realize the futility of her pleas, though her struggles never lost intensity.
	Finally with a shudder, it was over, hot and stinging seed seeping into the chipmunk’s abused orifice. She sobbed heavily as her partner panted against her shoulder, slowly releasing his grip. His body shuddered as he began pulling his throbbing member from her body, murring with satisfaction as he removed it from her. Once his body was lifted enough, Jenny scrambled out from under him, backing herself against the wall, starting to try and lift herself as she realized he wasn’t pursuing her anymore.
	As she put weight on her leg, she squeaked as it hurt to try and stand up, falling back to the floor, giving her digimon companion a tearful, questioning look.

“WHY?!”

Gabumon simply chuckled as he stood up and walked slowly towards her.

“N-NO, STAY AWAY!”

	As she tried to get away, gabumon quickly grasped her arm and pulled her back to him, leaning against the wall of the igloo as he pulled Jenny in and pressed her against him, murring at the feel of soft, warm fur against his body after a nice orgasm. As she struggled some more, he continued to hold on to her with a whisper.

“Mmm, relax, Jenny, I’m done hurting you tonight.”

	As she realized she wasn’t getting away, and that gabumon was actually done abusing her for now, she started to settle down, though still extremely uneasy and wanting to be nowhere near the monster. Seeing his shaft slowly withdraw into the pouch once again, certain things started to make sense. She’d been told before about the process of fertilization, but words were no substitute for actions. Still, she also knew she was too young for conception.

“Wh… why do you even have one of those? I though this world was only digital.”

Gabumon chuckled slightly, feeling her tense up as he began caressing her fuzzy body “As they say in your world, ‘The internet is for porn’.”

“Wh…?”

“Why do you even want to know?”

“I… I…”

“All you need to know is that if we leave at dawn, we’ll be out of Freezeland with enough time to set up camp in the canyon. I’ve taken the time to catch enough fish to—“

“Forget it!” Jenny scowled as she turned her head away.

“You don’t like fish?”

“I’m not going anywhere with you! You’ll just hurt me again!”

Gabumon chuckled, watching her squirm as he dragged his tongue along her cheek. “Probably. Can’t fully train you in a day.”

Jenny grunted as she shoved his muzzle away. “So I’m not going!”

“As you wish, my dear, but remember, my job is to protect you, so if you stay, so do I.”

“but--!”

“Not only do you need me to make sure other digimon don’t do far worse to you than I did, but you do need to realize that until your purpose is fulfilled, you’re stuck in the digiworld with me anyway.”

	Jenny whimpered as she felt the questing paw rubbing between her legs, squeezing them together as she realized he was right. It would be a long journey across the island, and again across server, then they would have to defeat Metal Seadramon and his generals. All the while, she would be stuck here, at the mercy of her gabumon partner, who also knew it was too late for the selectors to change their minds, and even if they did, there wasn’t enough time to prepare more digivices and add the required software to more digimon partners. They were as engaged in this project as Jenny was.

He was going to milk this chance for all it was worth.