"Hey Renamon, can we talk?"

Renamon fell into your life 6 months ago completely out of nowhere. At first, you two had a hard time even talking. How do two beings, from entirely different worlds, with entirely different biologies, cultures, and beliefs, talk? Eventually, you realized, none of that really mattered. You both were still able to enjoy movies together, even if your favorite parts were always different. The same went for games, music, and books. 

There was always a way for you two to have fun when you were out on the town.  While at first you couldn't even comprehend each other's jokes, you both learned exactly how to make the other laugh. What started as the simplest of friendships eventually became an unbreakable bond. No matter what you did or where you were going, you could always count on Renamon being right there by your side. There's been one problem throughout all of this, though: Digimon don't wear clothes.

...Or at least they didn't like to. Sure, when you went out to eat or went to the park, she'd begrudgingly put on some clothes. Those "horrible" indecency laws, as she says, force all the digimon to do so. The moment you got home, though, she went right down to her purple sleeves.

Maybe most guys would love this, but it was slowly driving you insane! Renamon was so gorgeous, and having that woman walk around your home with a bare back left you thinking non-stop about her. Every time she stretched, every time she wasn't looking, you couldn't help but stare. If something didn't change soon, you didn't know what you were going to do!

"Oh, hey, what's up?", she calls back with her wonderful smile as she enters your bedroom. With how many times the sight of her has stolen your breath, you're pretty sure you've been getting less oxygen than you need these past few months. You take a deep breath to make up for it as you sit down on the bed, patting beside you to get her to sit down with you. Once you're sure she's ready, you start to talk to her... by completely avoiding the topic.

"Are you excited for our trip next week? I was thinking maybe we could plan some more stops on our road trip."

"Oh, yeah! I was really hoping we could stop at some more arcades!"

"Aren't there already 3 planned?" you ask.

"Yeah, but I found another one with a couple of shmups that I haven't had the chance to kick your butt in. I can't pass up that opportunity!" she exclaims. *Have I ever actually beat her high score at one of those?* you wonder.

"Okay, okay. let me just get the map." You and Renamon spend the next 10 minutes or so rerouting your trip so that you can perfectly fit all the arcades she wants to hit up without adding any extra days. You're trying to make sure you don't lose the stop at the world's biggest light bulb when she asks a question.

"So what is it that you really wanted to ask me?"

"What do you mean?" You're pretty sure you have a slightly guitly look on your face as you say this.

"Come on, I could tell you had something more important you wanted to talk about. Do you think I'm going to bite you or something?" she teases with a subtle smirk on her face.

"With you, you never know," I respond. At least that got a small chuckle out of her. You hope that means this is a great time for you to ask your question.

"So... This will probably sound like it's out of nowhere and makes no sense... But I was wondering, what would you say if I asked you to start wearing clothes around the house?"

Well, there goes the good will from a moment before. The confused and slightly annoyed look was exactly what you were expecting. How did she manage to look so good doing that, anyways? She quickly transitions into messing with you.

"Well, I'd tell you that I'd only put on clothes if you stop wearing yours. Then we could both be uncomfortable."

"I guess I should have expected that response," you groan.

"Why would you ask that? You haven't said anything about it until now," she responds.

"Well... I could handle it until now, but at this point it's just getting hard to deal with, you know?"

At this point she looked a little irritated, crossing her arms under her chest. "What, how does my lack of clothes possibly bother you? This is how Digimon were meant to be! We're not meant for clothes!"

The pout on her lips, the way her arms were pushing up her chest, and the slight lean forward towards you... How did she pull off being this cute when she's frustrated? You were going to have an aneurysm from dealing with this any longer, you had to figure out something!

"W-well, humans always have a, uhh... response to nudity? We don't often handle being in front of other naked people well. I've been trying my best, but it's getting harder for me to ignore."

"...What kind of response?" she asked, tentatively. How do I even answer that?

"I, umm... Well, I don't know what responses a digimon's body can get, but it's the biological response where my body is asking me for kids." You always were a little too honest. The look of shock drives you forward into rambling. "Not that I want to have kids with you! I mean I don't even know if that's possible! It's just a purely biological response to the situation, where the human body sees signs that may lead to kids and starts preparing your body for it. But also I don't mean you wouldn't be a great partner! It's just that that's unrelated to the response..." *STOP TALKING, STOP TALKING!*, your mind yells at you. The whole time, Renamon's face just turned more and more red. *What have I done? We're not going to be able to hold a conversation for weeks!*

"I... see," Renamon whispered. "So humans see naked people or digimon and that makes their body want kids?"

"Well, only if they're attracted to them," you respond, while shoving your foot into your mouth. The ensuing silence felt like a thousand years, just waiting to hear Renamon get angry or disgusted at you. Instead, she sat there, twiddling her fingers together for a moment, staring at a corner of the room. Maybe she's going to tell you she wants to take a break from living with you. Maybe she's going to go find a new human to live with! Maybe she'll leave and never come back and it's ALL YOUR-

"Deep breaths." Renamon calmly tells you, placing her hand on top of yours. You're glad at least one of you knows how to not over-react.

Renamon finally decides to speak. "...You... Why are you attracted to me? You just said it's a biological response, but I'm not even human. What could make you attracted to me?"

"I'm not sure the human body can distinguish that well for this. You're close enough to a human that to my body, there is no difference."

After a few more seconds of thinking, Renamon asks, "So what's it like to have that response? I'm not sure it's ever happened to me."

"I'm not sure I know how to explain it. Normally it's just the basic wanting, but on particularly rough days, it turns into soreness... Also it can cause my pen-"

"I know what a freaking erection is."

"Right..."

The silence comes back. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Renamon finally makes her demand. "Okay, take off your clothes."

*WHAT?!*, my brain screams into the void. "WHAT?!" my mouth screams into the room.

Renamon explains, "If I'm going to understand why you need to me to walk around with those itchy, horrible clothes, I'm going to have to see what it's like for you to walk around like this!"

"There's no way you're going to have the response that I do, so this won't help."

"You don't know that!" She was back in her pouting face and crossed arms mode. She sees you hesitating and puts one of her hands over her heart and the other in the air, saying "I promise I will take this seriously, and to treat your nudity with the respect it deserves." You can't help but bust out laughing at this, as she does the same.

"Are you sur-," you start, but before you can finish, she responds "Yes, yes! Hurry!". You could tell she was in her mood were she wouldn't take no for an answer, so you decide to just get this over with.

Shirt. Shorts. One deep breath. Underwear. You sit back down on the bed and make yourself comfy. Or at least comfy as you can be in this situation. The whole time, Renamon has no response. Of course, the moment your underwear is off, she decides to stare directly at your crotch. Is she just trying to drive you crazy? As you go to cover up, she quickly says "No, if you cover up, I won't be able to see how I respond!"

The next 30 grueling seconds is filled with her in complete silence, staring at your rapidly growing erection. You couldn't tell at all how she was responding. Does she hate it? How do you look to a digimon? Can a digimon even be attracted to humans? Even if they can be, you doubt there was any chance of Renamon being attracted to you. Hopefully soon she'll finally say out loud she doesn't feel anything, and let you put back on your clothes so you can forget about all this.

Right when you're thinking these thoughts is when you feel her lips against yours. You'd think your first emotion would be happiness, but all you can feel is confusion. "Huh?" is all you manage to mumble out loud through your pre-occupied lips.

She parts for a moment to simply say, "I think I felt something." Immediately, your heart starts bouncing around in your chest. She's attracted to you?! How did that happen? Did it just start now, or did these feelings start earlier? ...Are you going to have to be naked from now on? You want to know the answer to these questions, but you currently have more pressing matters to attend to.

You decide to be the one to take it a step further. You gently push your tongue into her mouth, letting out a soft groan as you do. As you continue to have fun with each others mouths, you both begin to shudder at the pleasure. The quiet moans and gasps from her are starting to make you light headed! You put your arms around her, and she does the same. The feeling of her fur against your arms and hands is indescribable. You don't know how long this went on, but by the time you were done, you were completely out of breath. You couldn't help but stare into her eyes, wanting and loving, just as she does to you.

"You're so beautiful, Renamon."

"You too... So, do you want to take this a step further?"

"Absolutely."

After one more quick kiss, you slowly push her down onto her back as you shift above her. The simple smirk on her face as you both get ready drives you even more crazy. Your mind is completely blank, except for the all-encompassing desire to be a part of her. You begin to rub yourself against her pussy, eliciting a drawn out moan from your friend and new lover. *She's so wet,* you can't stop yourself from thinking. 

"So was this your plan when you asked that question?" she asks through the biggest smile. 

"If I had known this is what it would lead to, I would have asked sooner!"

You think about asking out loud if she's ready, but one look at her face gives you all the confirmation you need. You line up your cock and begin to slowly push forward. You can't help but let out a low groan. How can anything possibly feel this good?! You keep moving forward until you've completely hilted inside of her. After a few seconds of getting used to the feeling, you begin to slowly rock back and forth. In. Out. In. Out. A small amount of cold air, followed by intoxicating heat and pleasure. Sweat falls from your body, as Renamon begins to pant. Her chest bounces slightly as you tap against her body.

As you keep on going, you hear a faint whisper. "Hrmdr." What? You weren't sure if something had even just been said. "Huh?" you say out loud through you lust-hazed mind. "Harder, sweetie," Renamon says more clearly through her gasps. Oh. Right. Should have expected that. You've been doing your best to not just lose yourself in the sensation, so keeping a steady pace has been at the forefront of your mind. Time to change that, though.

You pick up the pace, going deeper and faster into her body. You're still being mindful to not be *too* rough, though. You won't last too much longer at this pace. "Harder!" she begs again, this time more forcefully. You start to pound even stronger, as you see Renamon's tongue fall from the side of her mouth. But apparently that wasn't enough. "HARDER!" she yells, one last time. *Okay, harder it is!* You begin to pound away like your life depends on it. Her moans have nearly become yelps of pleasure at this point. You're so close, and you don't have much time left. You quickly reach one hand down to stroke your thumb against her clit. That did the trick. She begins to convulse, as her pussy twitches and squeezes your cock. She lets out a primal scream, as she gets lost in her pleasure. You finally fall over the edge, and all you can see is white. You can feel nothing other than your throat screaming, your body convulsing, you shooting your load into Renamon's womb, and infinite pleasure.

Gladly, you hadn't gone blind, so when your vision came back, you saw the sexiest sight you had ever seen. Renamon had fallen limp against the bed, tongue lolled out of her mouth, and arms splays away from her body. Not to mention, your cock was still inside of her. As you take it out, your cum begins to flow out of her. There is no way you're ever going to forget this view. You consider cleaning up, but you are way too tired for that now. So instead, you lay down beside her, and cuddle up as you fall into a nice, deep sleep.