Puck and Zed stared to the new opening, waiting. A loud thud-thump-slap sounded out. Then another. The footfalls of something very large. A green snout tip and black horns poked into the room. Another loud step brought a head, the horns showing to be red and black banded. 

The doors slid closed, once again sealing as the Tuskmon settled into the room. He looked over the current occupants, a smile spreading over his muzzle. 

“Flamedramon! It has been so long!” The Tuskmon’s voice was deep, booming, growly. A ferocious sound, tempered by the excitement and kindness in his tone. Tuskmon quickly made his way to the couch, putting his paws to the floor and leaning to nuzzle Flamedramon. The dragon reached a hand out, palm pushing to Tuskmon’s snout tip, holding the beast back- though the couch did strain and press harder at the wall. 

“Careful big guy, got a rookie down here.” Flamedramon playfully chastised. The dino digimon took a step back, tilting his head down and to the side, eyeing Zed. “Oh! My apologies, little guy! I got a little too excited.” He laughed, further betraying the voice he had been programmed with. 

Flamedramon stood, setting Zed down onto the couch. He turned forward and spread his arms out, the Tuskmon’s muzzle pushing back into Flamedramon. Tuskmon’s muzzle was big enough to cover Flamedramon from knee to head with ease. Affectionate rumbles, nuzzling, and puffing sniffs blew over the dragon. Flamedramon stroked at the muzzle end, hands moving up to tease Tuskmon’s nostril ridges. 

“I missed you too, big guy.” Flamedramon cooed affectionately.

Finally sated, Tuskmon took a step back, lowering himself down and tilting his head to get a better view of Zed and Puck. “Greetings, little friends! Welcome, I have been told it is your first time. I hope to make it the time of your lives!” He growled eagerly, almost puppy-like with his excitement and affection. 

Flamedramon introduced the rookies and champion. He briefly explained to Puck what he had shared with Zed, that there was essentially freedom for them to do anything they liked. And that Tuskmon was here less for a show, and more for a play session. No yellow line this time. 

With that out of the way, Flamedramon walked over to Tuskmon’s side, caressing along the dinosaur’s jaw. “So Tuskmon… how badly do you want to eat these two?” Flamedramon goaded the champion. With his job done, he went for his real goal- Tuskmon’s enormous feet. 

“Oh… oh, digigods, so… so much.” Tuskmon’s muzzle pushed close, not quite touching the rookies. The question alone had him visibly salivating, some drool dribbling off his jaw and down along his chin. “You both smell soooo good…” He emphasized with a few sniffs, one nostril at each rookie. He licked over his lips, spreading the thick slime that coated his tongue. More drool dribbled from his jaw, creating bridges between his fangs and to his tongue as he spoke. “I want to taste you… every single byte of your exquisite bodies… to give you ecstasy you don’t know was possible with my tongue… to feel you stretch my throat as you slide, to cradle you in my gut, holding and caressing you… as you writhe against and pleasure one another inside me…”

The distinct scent of a large dinosaur digimon’s arousal filled the space. A couple feet of tapered, pink cock pushed free of Tuskmon’s slit, dribbling messily as his muzzle was. It curled a little, showing off its prehensile nature, matching its cetacean-like appearance. 

Flamedramon was sitting on the ground in front of Tuskmon’s foot, caressing over the top and working his paws into the deep crotches between Tuskmon’s toes. He kissed the middle toe, then looked back over his shoulder to the couch. Both rookies were staring at Tuskmon with awed expressions. Puck was holding their shaft down, squirming uncomfortably, like they were at the edge of orgasm already.

“And what if they aren’t ready for vore?” Flamedramon asked, before turning back to the foot. 

“O… oh! I’m so sorry…” Tuskmon pushed at the ground with his arms, lifting his head a little. He used his paws to wipe the messy drool off his muzzle. “I just get so excited… I am yours to enjoy. I do have limits, but…” Tuskmon lowered himself back down to be on eye level with Puck and Zed. “I am here because it is my job… but at the same time, I would not rather be anywhere else. I am here because I want to pleasure you…” He looked to Zed, smiling. He leaned in closer, nuzzling gently at the Monodramon. “I want you to just… do anything you want, anything you want to try, your favorite things you’ve done a million times before…” He turned to look at, and nuzzle Puck. “I do it all… I can give you a show, riding a toy, masturbating, most anything you can think of… I have a large, prehensile cock that you can play with any way you like. I have warm, snug holes, despite how large I am…” 

Tuskmon paused, looking back over his shoulder. He smirked a little, his leg lifting and kicking Flamedramon over onto his back. The foot moved forward and stepped down, trapping Flamedramon under his plush sole, Flamedramon’s head just barely free between two of the huge toes. 

Tuskmon turned forward again, chuckling roughly, “My soft, warm feet, of course…” he ground his foot over Flamedramon, earning a pleasured groan. “I have a long tail, if you have a tail fetish…” Tuskmon’s hands played at each other, as he thought. “I’ve even done things like… just been here to cuddle on, or philosophical conversations… I’m not good at that last one, but the customer said they enjoyed it… My rookie form is Betamon, if that would be better. Your wish is my command.” 

The dino gave out a growl, eyes narrowing. He looked back to his foot. “You’re making a mess.” He puffed at Flamedramon, lifting his foot. Flamedramon was hard as can be, pre and slit fluids making bridges between Flamedramon’s shaft and belly, and Tuskmon’s sole. Tuskmon moved his foot forward, heel digging into Flamedramon’s chest, sole hovering over his face. “Clean it.”

Flamedramon needed no encouragement, starting to eagerly slurp at the sole. His hands caressed along Tuskmon’s heel, and the reverse claw just above it that currently pressed into his stomach. 

“… I want to be eaten.” Puck responded, gathering Tuskmon’s attention again. He smiled, a little drool dribbling down his chin again. 

Zed reached out, taking Puck’s paw in his. Puck looked to Zed, suddenly realizing they hadn’t discussed it with their partner. Their excitement had been too great, and without thinking…

“I go where Puck goes, so guess I’m food too.” Zed leaned against Puck, resting his head on Puck’s shoulder. Zed chewed his lip, looking to Flamedramon, then back up to Tuskmon. “Flamedramon said we’d fall asleep?” 

Tuskmon nodded, folding his arms on the floor, leaning his weight forward. He lifted his foot, then stepped down, mushing Flamedramon’s head between two enormous toes again. 

“Yes. I have slight digimodifications. My digestive system works normally, most of the time. But when I eat someone, digestion is halted. My stomach secretes mild sedatives instead. After you’re well into sleep… it continues as normal. But you’ll just wake up at the nursery, like we discussed. Painless, I promise. I… won’t pretend you won’t be digested. But, I would delete myself before make someone suffer that. You just enjoy, sleep, and wake up at the nursery.”

Zed nodded a little, looking over to Puck. Zed leaned closer, kissing Puck’s cheek. “I love you. Can’t promise I’m going to like this… but I’m not letting you do this alone.” 

Puck nuzzled back at Zed, kissing him and wrapping their arms tight around the Monodramon. 

There was a ‘pat pat’ of a paw against hide. Tuskmon paused, looking back. He lifted his foot up, peering at Flamedramon. 

“I was going to help with that… Since I know them a bit better…” Flamedramon rumbled between soft panting. 

“If you have time to contribute to the conversation, you have time to eat out between my toes.” Tuskmon rumbled defiantly, stepping to the side. He lifted his other foot, yet to be pampered, and stepped it down on Flamedramon’s face again, silencing the blue dragon. 

Tuskmon continued to talk with the rookies, answering questions, sating worries, encouraging the two with how eager he was to serve them… by eating them. Even meekly asking for samples, earning licks over the two purple rookie’s bellies, armpits, and legs. It caused Tuskmon to drool uncontrollably, Puck encouraging the dino digimon with praise, caresses, and kisses. 

After nearly every inch of both feet had been kissed, licked, and Flamedramon smelled of dino sole from head to toe, he was finally let free. 

“We’re ready for you.” Tuskmon growled, licking across his saliva-sodden snout.

Flamedramon let out a long sigh, then slowly got himself up. “I haven’t had that much paw time in… ha ha… ages. Man. That was awesome.” Flamedramon purred, lightheaded as he made his way back to the couch. He stood before the rookies, leaning against Tuskmon’s foreleg. “You two ready for this?” 

The rookies nodded in unison, Zed’s earlier uncertainty having given way to curious excitement. “I’m going to go first.” Zed announced, looking to Puck, then back up to Flamedramon. “Puck wants to see me bulge Tuskmon’s belly.”

Puck flushed a little, but eagerly nodded, a lecherous grin on their muzzle. 

Flamedramon reached out, scratching at Zed’s chin. Flamedramon leaned closer in, kissing the Monodramon briefly. “Sounds good. Such a brave rookie.” He cooed, earning a huff, blush, and glare from Zed. 

“I’ve reached my ultimate form already, you know, mister Armor level.” Zed puffed, turning his head up and away from Flamedramon, crossing arms over his chest. 

Puck leaned to Zed, wrapping their arms around the Monodramon. “He’d still kick your ass, even as Cyberdramon.”

Zed narrowed his eyes, turning to look back at Puck. “… Not the point.” He said through clenched teeth. 

Flamedramon stood and took a pace away, doing his best to suppress laughter. He looked up, toward the corner of the room, speaking to the nothing there. “Could we get a blindfold, please?”

A few moments later a small set of doors opened, a Tapirmon floating in. They handed over a small, silk blindfold, bowed, and left. Flamedramon took it, returning to the others. 

“So… Zed, I don’t think the… visual part of this is what you’ll enjoy. Seeing that you’re in a mouth… but!... if you can’t see, and you just savor what you feel, what you hear… I think that’ll be something you’ll really enjoy.” He held up the blindfold, offering it. 

“That… sounds fair.” Zed mumbled as he reached out, taking the blindfold. He slid it up, over his head, and down toward his eyes. 

“The other thing… Can I fuck you?” Flamedramon asked, a paw taking his meaty shaft, waving it at Zed. “Totally greedy, just… really kind of want to, after Veemon got to. But, also, getting your mind off the eating, more into the just… feeling and enjoying.”

Zed lifted one side the blindfold, looking at Flamedramon with one eye. Down to the draconic cock in Flamedramon’s hand, and back up. “I can’t take that. It’s too big.”

Flamedramon grinned a little, stroking up to his tip. His shaft flexed, a little pre shooting onto the floor. “I was thinking just about… half of it.” 

Zed looked back down to the dick, where Flamedramon held it at the half way point, waving his shaft at the small, purple dragon. Zed let the blindfold back down, puffing, “Fiiiine. Sure. Yes. If you can just use half… I’d like that.” He mumbled the last bit, leaning back into the seat, blind to the rest of the room. 

Flamedramon guided Tuskmon to get comfortable among the blankets and pillows. The large digimon settled, his torso upright and his arms folded over, his lower quarters turned to the side, resting on his hip. Flamedramon carried Zed from the couch to Tuskmon, Puck following just beside Flamedramon. 

Tuskmon regarded the Impmon, rumbling, “You’re welcome to watch close as you like. Or… anything else you like, while you wait your turn. My body is yours to enjoy.” He growled. A hindleg lifted, showing off the extent of his shaft. Long, tapered, pink from the tip to near the root, a wrinkle of an everted internal sheath covering the last foot and a half, several shades darker and more reddish. 

Puck looked between the shaft, up to Tuskmon’s head, and back to the shaft. They smiled a little, then moved around to the large cock. Puck flopped down onto the pillows, a paw timidly stroking the shaft; thick as Puck’s waist at the base, and still thick as Puck’s thigh at the halfway point. The shaft responded to the touch, curling and wrapping around Puck, squeezing the rookie in a slimy, musky embrace. 

Flamedramon nuzzled gently atop Zed’s head, purring quietly, “You sure you’re ready for this? You can back out whenever you want… don’t try to show off. This is about what you’d like, no competition.” He rumbled, hinting at the lack of Ace, but avoiding directly mentioning him. 

“Hell yeah. This is going to be awesome!” Zed vowed, sitting up a little more in Flamedramon’s arms. 

“Alright… I love you, my sweet Zed.” Flamedramon murmured, squeezing Zed against him. The rookie’s muzzle flushed, turning down to tuck his head against Flamedramon’s chest. Flamedramon rubbed at Zed’s back, then nodded to Tuskmon. “Let’s do this.” Flamedramon watched as Tuskmon’s jaws opened and his tongue pushing out over the lower teeth. Flamedramon leaned between the jaws, resting Zed in the cup of Tuskmon’s lower jaw. 

“Ahh… wow… that’s hot… and so slimy…” Zed remarked, looking around, despite being blindfolded. He shivered as a hot, moist breath poured out over him, only for cool air to be sucked in over him, back and forth. 

“Tell me if I go too deep.” Flamedramon rumbled, lifting Zed’s legs. Dez’s pelvis rested in the cup at the front of Tuskmon’s lower jaw, where drool pooled, cushioned from the teeth by Tuskmon’s tongue.  Flamedramon held one leg up with a paw, the other moving into the pool of drool. Flamedramon worked some of the slick fluid over, then into, Zed’s ass. Then he took a couple pawfuls to smear along his shaft, enjoying the wonderful heat and slickness. 

Flamedramon lined up, rubbing the thin tip of his dick against Zed’s tail hole. Once he was settled, Flamedramon gripped Zed’s other leg again. He let out an eager rumble as he started sinking in. After being used by Firamon, the show, and Tuskmon giving Flamedramon more foot time than he could have hoped for… Flamedramon really needed to unload. But, more important, he needed control. He sunk in a little less than halfway, then slowly pulled back. Flamedramon could see Zed’s feet tense as he got deep, backing off before he hurt the smaller mon. 

“There we go... Jeeze… I thought Veemon’s memory was biased… but you feel amazing as he remembers…” Flamedramon complimented, savoring the snug fit and unique feel of a Monodramon, the first Monodramon he was topping. 

Flamedramon got into a steady rhythm, earning little grunts, ‘ahs’ and moans from the rookie, echoing out of Tuskmon’s jaws. Flamedramon gripped onto Zed’s ankles, dipping his muzzle down, tracing it along a purple sole. The foot clenched, toes curling against Flamedramon’s snout, just as he sniffed and kissed. No such thing as too much indulgence in the pure ecstasy of foot paws. 

Between his hold on Zed’s legs, and the thrusts into the small digimon, Flamedramon had enough leverage to start pushing the rookie forward. Zed sliding deeper into the maw, just a little, with each thrust. Tuskmon shifted his tongue, pushing at Zed’s tail base, keeping him from sliding back out of Tuskmon’s mouth. 

Flamedramon had to stand proper, removing his snout from Zed’s wonderfully soft soles, before he blew too early. He kept thrusting, focusing on keeping himself under control. Each thrust pushing just a little deeper… He just couldn’t cum before Zed was ready to be pulled down. It was certainly possible, but he had to focus to do it. 

“Oh… wow…” Zed mumbled, the yellow-purple spike at the top of his head finally gripped by Tuskmon’s throat. The dinosaur’s heavy, slimy uvula smeared over Zed’s face, the dragon nuzzling gently against it. His hands moved up, exploring the back wall of Tuskmon’s maw, even hotter now that he was deeper. 

Flamedramon’s attention was caught when Tuskmon tapped a claw at his hip. The dinosaur couldn’t speak with Zed in Tuskmon’s maw. Tuskmon’s paw trembled, then held up, his claw tips close together. Close. Flamedramon puffed out his nostrils. He wanted to go slower… He leaned a little, spotting Puck coiled up in Tuskmon’s cock. The Impmon ground their shaft against Tuskmon’s, stroking along the length with hands and feet. But the key element- Puck had found Tuskmon’s weak spot. Puck was dragging their tongue over the wrinkly, inner sheath at the base of Tuskmon’s cock, each lick making the shaft flex and Tuskmon’s leg quiver. 

“Fuck… Zed… You feel incredible…” Flamedramon rumbled. He released one of Zed’s ankles, his paw moving to grab the rookie’s cock. He started to pump it, stroking Zed off faster than he was thrusting. Zed’s head had fully slipped back, just his muzzle free of the throat’s embrace. Pulling, massaging, at Zed’s head. Properly positioned to be swallowed. 

A heavy puff left Tuskmon’s nostrils, a gurgle bubbling up around Zed. Then there was the sound of an immense load shooting from an equally immense cock, splattering across material and digimon. Tuskmon’s jaws tensed, quivered around their quarry, held open to not chomp down on Flamedramon. 

“Fuck.” Flamedramon groaned, the intense scent of dinosaur digimon cum flooding his senses. He thrust a last time, unloading into the rookie. He leaned back, patting Tuskmon’s muzzle with his paw. A gulp sucked all but Zed’s legs into Tuskmon’s throat. Flamedramon managed to see one jet of cum splatter up, hitting Tuskmon’s uvula. The jaws closed, the tip sealing around Flamedramon’s cock. Flamedramon grabbed the tips of Tuskmon’s horns. He thrust into the muzzle, groaning in relief as his shaft unloaded over Tuskmon’s tongue. 

“Fuck… yes…” Flamedramon groaned, flopping forward atop Tuskmon’s muzzle. He was dizzy again, such a level of pleasure and release and the surreal knowledge he just fed one of his lovers to another digimon. 

Flamedramon pulled free, patting atop Tuskmon’s muzzle. Once recovered, he stood, moving over around toward Tuskmon’s feet. Flamedramon found Puck, now a mess, pressed up against Tuskmon’s belly, rubbing at a bulge. The bulge shifted a little; Zed getting comfortable within. Puck pressed harder, rubbing against the bulge. Flamedramon let Puck enjoy it, for now, but didn’t want to leave Zed alone for too long. But it was enough time for Flamedramon to take up Tuskmon’s impressive cock, sucking on the tip and drinking his fill of the potent dino cum dribbling lazily from its tip. 

After a minute, Puck pushed away from the belly, looking around. They made their way around to Tuskmon’s front, where Flamedramon had returned. He kneeled there, cradling Tuskmon’s muzzle in his lap, stroking over it, crooning to the far larger digimon. Praising the beast for doing a good job, for eating his friend in such a good way. Surreal was an understatement, but Puck had little time to think about that. Both digimon turned their attention to Puck. Flamedramon smiled, while the Tuskmon rumbled hungrily, licking his drooly muzzle. 

“Is it time to eat you, my sweet treat?” The beast growled hungrily. Tuskmon lifted himself, moving his snout to Puck. He sniffed and licked the Impmon, rumbling. Puck nodded, pressing into the lick, hugging the tongue as it dragged over them. Tuskmon huffed, “Those candies… they match your taste, perfectly.” The beast growled, his stomach giving a squelchy groan. 

Puck had entirely forgot about the candy necklace, now half melted and leaving streaks of rainbow over their torso. But if it made Puck all the more pleasure to eat…

Tuskmon gathered some pillows, then rested his large head down upon them, readying himself for the next step. While he did, Flamedramon stood, then leaned down to Puck. He tapped Puck’s nose with a finger, grinning. “Oops… Just infected you with a virus. You can’t cum… unless you hold out long enough for me to unload in your ass.” Flamedramon winked, playfully rumbling. 

Puck narrowed their eyes, then stuck their tongue out. “Rude.” 

“Making sure you enjoy Tuskmon’s mouth, instead of just slip and slide down his throat. And he can enjoy your tastes more.” Flamedramon sassed back, smiling the whole time. 

“… fair.” Puck grumbled, looking over to Tuskmon. The dinosaur smiled, then opened his mouth. His lower jaw atop the pillows, his upper jaw pointing upward to the ceiling.

Flamedramon’s paw guided Puck toward the cavernous maw. “Get in, on all fours.” 

Puck looked around inside the mouth, standing just at the tip of the lower jaw. They looked down into the bottom jaw, Tuskmon’s tongue giving a little curl, already soaked in drool again. Puck’s eyes traced up along the tongue, to where it descended into darkness. There wasn’t much to grip that wasn’t slippery and slimy. It was going to be a chore to keep from being eaten. 

A gentle swat on the butt made Puck squeak out and glare back up at Flamedramon. 

“In.” Flamedramon rumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. 

Puck huffed, but pulled themselves up along the pillows, then stepped a foot into the maw. Puck almost slipped as they added weight to the foot. They gripped Tuskmon’s upper jaw, steadying themselves to stand in the maw. The slick flesh made it hard to keep from slipping. Easier as Puck went down to their knees, then put their hands on the tongue. Puck’s paws were almost sinking into the throat already. It was not going to be an easy task to keep from sliding in. 

Flamedramon climbed up after Puck, getting on his knees. He straddled the end of Tuskmon’s lower jaw, knees on the pillow. He lifted his still-hard cock, plenty of cum and saliva still soaking the shaft from Zed’s turn. Flamedramon lined up with one paw, the other gripping the base of Puck’s tail. Flamedramon pushed up against the well-practiced hole, sinking the end of his dick in easily. His paws moved to Puck’s hips, gripping, and pulling back as he thrust forward. 

Flamedramon hilted in one thrust, making Puck’s arms go weak, and the rookie collapsed onto their elbows. Their eyes just staring right down into the pit before them. Just enough light that Puck could see down the clenching, rippling esophagus, to the pucker at the bottom, the tight ring of muscle that separated Zed from Puck. 

Puck’s arms slid down into the throat, head following it, as Flamedramon gave a hard thrust, releasing his hold on Puck’s hips. Puck was caught by the rippling esophagus, pulled forward, absolutely unable to stop themselves. Flamedramon’s hand wrapped around Puck’s tail, dragging the Impmon free of the throat, back between Tuskmon’s jaws. 

“You’re going to have to do better than that if you want to cum.” Flamedramon taunted, still thrusting, keeping a grip on Puck’s tail. Puck looked around, struggling for something to use. They looked up, and an idea popped into Puck’s mind. Puck lifted their hands up, pressing into the hard, ribbed palate above them. The ridges kept Puck’s paws from sliding, and the angle wasn’t too steep to push backwards. 

“There ya go.” Flamedramon rumbled, releasing Puck’s tail. His paw slid up to rest on Puck’s shoulder. Not pulling, but caressing, affectionate squeezing. Flamedramon leaned over Puck, half into the maw, so his arm could wrap around. Flamedramon gripped onto Puck’s sack, starting to knead and rub the heavy balls held inside. 

“Good toy…” Flamedramon crooned, eyes half-closed. He savored Puck’s tail pipe around his shaft. Very different from Zed, but very good in its own way. Flamedramon could just give into his lust and rail the rookie, Puck’s plush ass taking each hit from Flamedramon’s powerful hips. The jaws closed around them, darkening a little, and making the angle of Puck’s grip more difficult. Then a little further. 

“Cheaters!” Puck groaned, accented in the middle by a squeak as Flamedramon hit somewhere particularly sensitive. The ribbed palate wasn’t giving Puck the leverage they needed. They slipped forward again, splatting face-first into Tuskmon’s uvula. Puck’s hands shot outward, grabbing the thick teeth at the back of Tuskmon’s lower jaw. The teeth were slimy, but hard. Puckmon could grip just hard enough, using their claws, to keep from going further. Flamedramon was thrusting harder, Puck slipping lower, until their head sunk down into Tuskmon’s throat. 

The walls were so slick and hot, alternating between plush, forgiving flesh, then suddenly a powerful grip tugging Puck forward. Puck’s entire head was down in the throat, being massaged and pulled and abused. Still, Puck managed to keep their grip on the hard teeth, the only thing keeping them from sliding down to Zed. 

Flamedramon had to move forward with Puck, one knee now inside Tuskmon’s jaw. His other leg was up, foot pressed to the pillows outside, keeping him from slipping forward with Puck. Flamedramon stroked a hand along Puck’s spine, from tail base up to shoulders, then back. The other held atop Tuskmon’s muzzle, ensuring he wouldn’t push at Puck, just using their ass while Tuskmon’s uvula slithered over Puck’s shoulders. 

Puck held for what felt like a super-mon length of time, something a weak rookie shouldn’t manage. It was only a couple minutes since they had started, but Puck was almost free. Flamedramon rest his forehead against the top of Tuskmon’s maw, panting. He snarled and growled, getting a few last thrusts in before he slammed his hips forward, unloading a shot of cum deep in Puck. At the same time, dislodging Puck’s hands, the Impmon pulled off Flamedramon’s dick, then gone to their hips, their knees, then only feet were left. With a wet ‘schluck’, the feet disappeared too. Flamedramon stroked himself, watching his friend disappear while painting white streaks over Tuskmon’s tongue. 

Flamedramon slowly leaned, then flopped to his side, free of Tuskmon’s mouth. Tuskmon closed his jaws, finally relaxing the overworked muscles that had held them open so long. 

“That was wild.” Flamedramon rumbled, “Probably the craziest I’ve had here.” 

“Probably the best I’ve ever had working here.” Tuskmon rumbled, licking over his snout. “Those two taste so good… and they feel so good, stretching my gut…” he purred, rubbing at his bulging gut. The sweet sentiments sounding more like an angry snarl. 

Flamedramon reached a hand over, stroking over Tuskmon’s snout, letting afterglow and relief spread through his body. 

Zed awaited his lover eagerly. He had gotten used to the heat, the slickness, the slime, and how the muscles around him constantly squeezed and massaged wherever he touched against the stomach. Long ago Zed had lost track where he had entered, everything just smooth slimy flesh. When Puck’s hands pushed in, they felt and grabbed Zed’s foot. Zed did his best to move around, hands gripping on Puck’s. The Impmon oozed into the stomach, until the rookies were pressed belly-to-belly. 

“Took you long enough…” Zed teased, only to be silenced when his muzzle was engulfed in a rough kiss. Each of the rookies started to explore the other, paws gliding so slickly over one another as the stomach slime saturated them. 

The sedatives didn’t kick in as fast as either had expected. They assumed. Time was impossible to know while slowly tumbling in the darkness of a hot, slimy stomach. They certainly had time to enjoy one another. Zed had worked his way around behind Puck and managed to get his dick inside the Impmon. They spooned while Zed slowly, lazily, thrust into his lover. So spent, the need to get off had faded, but the pleasure and intimacy added to their situation. 

Then a pair of feet pushed against Zed’s back. The two slid around as another digimon was forced into the belly, stretching it, pressing them tight together. 

“Flamedrmaon?” Zed questioned as he felt more of the mon slip inside. 

“Close enough!” Said a much cuter, smaller, voice. 

“Veemon! I didn’t know you were going to join us!” Zed squeaked, surprised at the extra company. 
“He he, yeah uh… Hope you don’t mind the company!... Since it was your first time, we wanted to make sure you two were okay. Flamedramon’s a bit big… and he wouldn’t like being eaten… so here I am! If I head-butt Tuskmon’s stomach, he’ll cough us up. If not… uh… well, I’m going to be with you through the journey. He can’t just spit one of us up.”

Puck chuckled, “I don’t mind. We owe you anyway, and cuddling is the least we can do.”

Zed rumbled, “Oh, there’s more he can do. Hey Vee, remember the shower?” Zed growled, suddenly excited for another wicked idea. 

“Uh… That seems kinda rude… don’t think we should, until we get Tuskmon’s permission…”

“Not that!” Zed grunted, pushing his face into the back of Puck’s neck. As though he could hide in the dark stomach. “After that… I’m already in Puck.” Zed chuffed, his face feeling somehow hotter, even in the heat of Tuskmon’s gut. 

“Oh, hehe… well…” Veemon gripped at the other two digmon, slowly slithering himself until Zed and he were sandwiching Puck. It took a bit of effort, but Vee slipped into Puck, the belly of Zed and Veemon’s cocks grinding together. 

“H… hah, never been on this side of DP… feels… good.” Veemon cooed, letting his paws explore Puck’s front, teasing at Puck’s nipples the best all the sliminess would allow. 

“Mmmh… There’s a reason I did it with Ace a lot…” Zed purred, grinding his shaft a little harder against Veemon’s, the slits at the base of their shafts working against one another. 

Zed and Veemon didn’t get off before they drifted to sleep, but between being eaten, being in a stomach, and Puck’s modified sensitivity, the Impmon managed to get off twice before they passed out. 

Zed was the last to hatch. The Ketomon looked around the basket he was in, watching the shell he had been in dissolve into data. His memories slowly loaded, until… everything. It was all there. Zed hopped to the basket edge, spotting Veemon and Puck waiting for him. Ketomon tried to activate his digivolution function, the check passed, and he digivolved to Hopmon. He checked again, and the check passed once more. As promised, he had hatched with enough data to return to how he started. He stood as a Monodramon, smiling and looking between the other rookies. 

“That… was… nuts.” He laughed, rubbing at the back of his head. 
“And awesome.” Puck smiled brightly, then looked to Veemon. 

“Yup!... Though I really have to get back to the bar. Digitamamon’s already going to be pouty. He always is when I take off for a day or two. You two want to stay the night? Our place is a lot closer to the field station.”

The purple mon looked at each other. Puck shrugged, then Zed smiled wide, nodding eagerly. “Hell yeah!”

Veemon slung a drawstring bag over his shoulder, Flamedramon’s digiarmor egg inside. They left, reverse of when they arrived the day before. Up the staircase, a data scan, and a teacup back towards the normal world. When they arrived at the field station it was sundown, the tall grass cascading waves of gold and shadow. 

By the time they arrived at the Fire Bar it was well into night. Veemon let them in through the back door. The bar was closed, the kitchen empty. They headed upstairs to the bedroom floor, only to be hit by a wave of musky Digitamamon scent. When Veemon peeked in and looked around, he spotted Digitamamon on their bed. The egg was propped up against the headboard, one leg out, one bent with his sole on the bed. Digitamamon’s enormous shaft arched forward from his groin, throbbing lazily, dribbling pre from its foreskin. 

“Oh, welcome back! I’ve been waiting.” Digitamamon growled, wicked intent palpable in his voice. 

The three rookies walked into the room, Zed and Puck looking rather surprised at Digitamamon. The egg cackled, “What? You’ve never seen an egg’s sausage before? I’m glad you two came back! Poor Veemon here has to make up for taking a day off work… He could use some help. Or you’re welcome to watch… or make it harder for him? I don’t care.”

Zed was about to respond, but a loud sound echoed out the open bathroom door. Someone was taking a leak. Someone big- it sounded loud enough that an Indramon might be in there. The toilet flushed, all eyes on the doorway. A huge, plush red muzzle stuck out of the bathroom. ExTyranomon dipped down and stepped out through the doorway. The ExTyrannamon’s zipper was all the way down, showing a silky layer of material beneath. And an enormous, plushy cock and sack hanging free, swinging around, some major heft to them. 

“Oh! Veemon brought friends! Awesome. Been a while, Veemon!” the ExTyrannamon cheerily greeted, his yellow eyes narrowing to happy semicircles. “You two here to fuck Veemon too?” 

Zed looked to that enormous toy cock, then over to Digitamamon’s veiny, green monster. “Uh…” Zed looked to Puck, curious what they wanted to do. Puck’s attention was already fixed on ExTyrannamon. The Impmon walked forward, putting a paw out, resting their hand atop the plushy’s toy cock. The stroked from base to thick plush foreskin, then back down. 

Zed laughed, looking back to Veemon. “I uh… Guess we’re helping you out.”

Veemon meekly smiled, rubbing at his head with a paw. “Uh… Feel free to bail if things get… too much for you. I just gotta put Flamedramon’s egg away…”

Veemon made to go to the bathroom, but a huge black hand wrapped around him. Veemon squeaked out like he was also a toy digimon. The arm sucked back to the bed, depositing Veemon at Digitamamon’s cock end. The hand tugged the drawstring bag away, placing it on the nightstand. 

“Later. You’ve got a lot to make up, and you’re starting with a tongue bath.” The egg growled wickedly. Digitamamon’s shaft and legs flexed, toes splaying out and another wad of pre oozing from his foreskin. 

Zed kept watching, eyes wide. He looked back over to puck, only to find ExTyrannamon’s hands holding Puck’s head, puck’s muzzle and face shoved inside plushy foreskin. 

“Oh boy…” Zed rumbled, clueless where he should start. 

~ Epilogue ~

Weeks later a package addressed to Veemon was delivered at the Fire Bar. The Goblimon postman, for once, actually had a work-related reason to stop by the Fire Bar. The fact he got tipped with a blowjob certainly made him hope more mail would be sent that way. A blowjob without paying! What could be better. 

When Veemon got inside the kitchen he climbed up onto a stool, setting the package at the counter. He curiously eyed it. He really should go rinse out the Goblimon cock breath, but curiosity… 

Upon opening, the package had five slap bracelets, each a unique design. Veemon eyed them, absolutely clueless, then spotted the letter beneath the bracelets. 

Heya Veemon!
I hope you don’t mind me sending this to the bar. I didn’t know another address to send things for you. Think of these as a ‘thank you’ for giving Zed and I such an amazing, mind blowing time! (He’s gone back to Strikedramon… I can shove my face in his mouth. It’s awesome.) 
Think of these as a Digimodify card that never runs out! Instead of one-time, limited duration use, you can put them on and take them off as many times as you want, and the effect stays as long as you wear them! Zero changes to your core or accessory code, just an accessory layer on top. Hopefully Digitamamon is cool with them!
Love! ~ Puck and Zed

Next to the signature was a cute sketch of Zed’s Strikedramon and Puck’s faces. Seems Puck was an artist, alongside a master digimodder. 

Veemon looked through the slap bracelets. He chose a pale blue one with yellow smiley faces repeating over it. He lifted it, slapped it down on his left wrist, and felt himself changing. He blinked, looking down at himself. And Veemon’s eyes went wide. He reached down, toying with his external balls and uncut shaft. He felt every little touch, and it was so very different from stimulating his slit or dragon shaft. 

Veemon pulled the bracelet off, there was a brief change, and his slit was back. He slapped the bracelet back on, and he was external again. 

“Holy… DIGITAMAMON! You HAVE to check this out!” Veemon squealed, jumping off the stool and scampering upstairs.