[Comm] Digimon, Digital Diarrhea

The alien rainforest stretched out to the horizon. The trees were only broken by a strange metallic temple squat and gleaming in the distance.

Serpentine dragons soared like bizarre geese above the gigantic tree branches that twisted into unfamiliar shapes. Toothed bug monsters the size of buildings crawled along the tree trunks. Foul smelling vegetable creatures and little monkey monsters holding slingshots dangled from the vines, peering down onto the forest floor.

A lynxmon, a big flaming cat monster, bounded across the earthy trail cutting through the forest. On its back, immune to the flames, was a human, Xavier. He grabbed onto the monster’s fiery fur as it jumped over a log and took off across the scattered leaves, singeing the leaves with its paw prints and sending little poromon fluttering from their perches in panic.

“Sorry!” Xavier called.

He had been moving into his dorm room when he had found his old Digimon virtual pet toy buried in a box of clothes. The plastic toy had been glowing, shifting, throwing rainbow light across his dorm room. Xavier, hypnotized, reached out and touched it, and he was instantly transported into this strange rainforest where the Digimon were real.

“Master!” a little voice had chirped.

Xavier turned to see a salamon, a little dog Digimon bounding up to him, tackling him. Stunned, he could only pet its head while it licked his confused face.

That was over a month ago. Dozens of battles with some of the less-than-friendly Digimon in the forest had caused Salamon to digivolve into Lynxmon, his little puppy growing into a courageous, blazing beast.

Xavier craned his neck on Lynxmon’s back. He could barely make out the temple through the trees in the distance. Hopefully, they would find some answers there about how to get him home.

Suddenly. Lynxmon skidded to a stop.

Xavier dismounted and immediately started petting Lynxmon’s side.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Is there danger?”

Lynxmon shook its head. “mmMaster…” it murmured.

Lynxmon curled its body into a tense squat. It’s feline face grimaced.

“OH! Sorry!” Xavier turned away. He preemptively covered his nose. This was his least favorite part of being a Digimon tamer.

With a heavy splattering, a toxic smell like sulphur and burning ozone filled the air. Xavier gagged.

“Master…” Lynxmon whined.

“I’ve got it, I’ve got it,” Xavier turned and tried not to look at the steaming, enormous pile. He pointed his digivice at it and pressing a button, starting to delete the monstrous shit from existence but not nearly fast enough…

***

Its roar shook the entire forest and reverberated down to Xavier’s skeleton.

With each step it clanged and hissed and buzzed with impossible power.

His digivice was buzzing, a warning siren. The screen identified the forty-foot cyborg dinosaur in front of them: MetalTyrannomon.

The metal temple wasn’t a temple. It had been a prison for this monster, and he and Lynxmon let it loose.

Its jagged jaw slammed shut with a clang. It raised its three-fingered claw. The glowing, pulsing energy cannon in its palm flared.

“Lynxmon!!” Xavier called out.

Lynxmon shot out of the way like a bouncing spark as a beam of energy shot from the creature’s hand and sliced through the trees, an unstoppable laser.

With a growl, Lynxmon leapt at the dinosaur. The flames making up its fur were flaring up and burning white, but Metaltyrannomon swatted the creature to the side with its metal hand.

Lynxmon’s limp body tumbled through the air and landed in front of Xavier where it lay still.

“Lynxmon! You’ve got to get up!” Xavier pushed on Lynxmon’s haunches. Its fur was still burning hot to the touch, but Xavier couldn’t feel it. Metaltyrannomon started walking forward, clanking with each step.

“Lynxmon!”

Xavier’s digivice stopped sounding its klaxon alarm. It was humming now instead. Xavier looked down at his hand. He recognized that sound. His eyes turned up to Lynxmon’s body. It was glowing, rising up into the air.

“Lynxmon digivolve to…” Lynxmon growled…

Xavier stared up in awe as the silhouette of his Digimon changed form. A big smile spread across his face. What would he turn into? A lion Digimon? A tiger Digimon? The light was growing with intensity and Lynxmon’s form began to shrink…?

Lynxmon’s body became smaller, human-shaped. Long, curvy legs and wide hips, delicate hands rising up around flowing sunshine-blond hair, round breasts thrust forward by its arching back. Xavier squinting into the growing light with complete confusion. The naked woman was floating in the air, obscured only by the now-pink light flashing from her body.

Gloves and boots materialized around her limbs. A single legging spread up her leg to her waist. The white fabric materialized around her hips, riding up her asscrack and gripping her cheek on the legless side. Golden winged bra cups appeared on her boobs, a mask across her face, and, finally, eight fluffy angel wings.

“…Angewomon!” she announced.

Xavier was stunned. He could only stare, wide-eyed.

The Metaltyrannomon, eye twitching, recognizing the newly evolved digimon in front of him, charged with its jaws outstretched.

“Celestial arrow!” Angewomon said. Pulling one hand back like firing a bow, a bolt of white lightning shot across her other outstretched arm. The bolt shot through Metaltyrannomon’s open mouth at the last moment and blasted through the other side of its head.

The corpse of the cyborg dinosaur shuddered and collapsed, making a noise like a dozen car crashes. Its body was already dematerializing into data.

Angewomon landed down on her tiptoes.

“We did it master!” she said. She made little V’s for victory with her fingers and bounced on her heels.

“Yeah… you digivolved…” Xavier said. She was much taller than him, nearly seven feet tall, a cheerful amazon angel woman, barely clothed, and she used to be his cat.

“Oh. Oh no…” Angewomon shuddered and grabbed at her side.

“What is it Angewomon? Are you still injured?” Xavier moved forward, but Angewomon turned away and squatted on her heels, folding her long legs up into her breasts, curling her back, and sticking out her wide, round ass.

“a..a…” Xavier’s mouth dried up. His brain was hollow.

Angewomon reached behind her and tugged at the legless side of her bottoms. She yanked the fabric away from her buttcheek, which bounced, freed. She pulled it away further, exposing her ass. Her giant pink moons and the long canyon between them.

Xavier couldn’t turn away.

PPhhrrTTcchhh

A fibrous turd began to slide out of her ass. Her asshole distended as she pushed, laying the widening, slimy shit onto the ground. Most of its length fell onto the ground with a soft PLOP, but a small shit tail was still protruding from her winking, flexing asshole.

PPhhhFFrrrTtBb

Her asshole opened releasing belching farts. The little turd fell out of her farting hole, dribbling out of her. The ripe sewage stink of warm shit and her farts wafted through the air.

Xavier’s eyes watered from the stench, reminding him to breathe. His eyes were glued to the vulnerable, exposed ass emptying, opening in front of him. His dick, involuntarily, was growing in his pants, and he was trying, desperately, to not think about the feelings this was awakening in him.

“Ohhhh…” Angewomon moaned, a deep, throaty, moan and Xavier almost doubled over as his suddenly fully erect cock threatened to rip through the front of his jeans.

“urrRrrr….” Angewomon grunted. She pushed, trembling on her heels. A wide, rocky log began to poke from between her cheeks. Her asshole widened, the crackling turd shifting, crawling out of her. Her pink ring strained around its girth.

“Urrggg…” she pushed.

The full length of it began to slide out of her in one SCHLORPING motion. The tail end of it prodded at the pile of shit ground. Angewomon slowly stood up so that her legs were half bent, but she was still doubled over with her ass out. Her pink, flared flower-like lips of her pussy presented itself and a stream of hot piss shot down from it. The rocky log grew with crackling slimy sounds, a long dangling turd of six inches, ten inches, then a foot and a half before it hit the earth with a loud THUD.

PPRRBbbbbBBBBb

Angewomon’s ass let loose a celebratory rippling fart. She sighed and stretched, arcing her back and spreading her legs as she stood up to her full height. Her wings rustled happily. Her hand reached back, and she started tugging her outfit back over her shitty, unwashed crack.

Xavier took this opportunity to turn around and pretend that he had always been turned away, but his tenting pants and red face said otherwise.

“Master?” she cooed. “Master, could you clean up?”

“s-Sure…” he stammered.

Turning around, Xavier pointed his digivice at the pile of shit and the monstrous snake of a turd she had released. He started to deleted it.

As soon as he was done, Angewomon’s hands suddenly grabbed at his belt from behind.

“Come on, Master! We’ll cover more ground like this!”

She took off into the sky, lifting up by his jeans, giving him a brutal wedgie.

“Oughh!” he gasped

His jeans and underwear were shoved up his asscrack. His poor balls were squeezed in the front of his pants as the fabric sank into his ass, his still-hard cock was completely crushed.

Xavier let out a tiny, pained, humiliated squeak. He dangled high above the forest by his humiliating wedgie. Being a Digimon tamer just got a lot more awkward.