Looks like it’s time again for more boring warnings. Well, here we go: I do not own or work for Digimon or own any characters. If you’re not 18 or over, then go away. I normally wouldn’t say that, but hey, you don’t want to be in jail, do you? Well, anyway… This is the ninth part of the series “Lost in the Woods,” by yours truly. The whole series is Yaoi, so if you don’t like it, don’t read it.

 

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     Growlmon sighed as he walked through the forest between Wargreymon and Flamedramon. Walking was boring, especially with nothing to see except for trees and water. Their little encounter with Flamon had been pretty interesting, but Flamon had disappeared, and they weren’t sure when and if they would see him again. Judging by the looks on his friends’ faces, they felt similar. They had no problem with walking, but they just wished that something interesting would happen.

 

     Just then, something fell out of the tree in front of them. Flamedramon jumped, and Wargreymon and Growlmon stared at the small and familiar figure that had fallen out of the tree. Flamedramon gasped as the figure stood up. Wargreymon looked reproachfully at him.

 

     “Don’t be silly, Flamedramon. It’s only Flamon.” Flamedramon grinned, slightly embarrassed, and rubbed his head. “I knew that…” he said.

 

     Flamedramon turned to Flamon, who was rubbing his arm, on which he had landed. “Were you following us all this time?”

 

     Flamon blushed a bit. “Well… yeah. I woke up before you all back in that clearing and I wanted to see where you were headed. So I followed you through the trees, but I slipped on a branch just now, and here I am.”

 

     Wargreymon and Flamedramon were unsure of what to do. Flamon’s story did not fool them. They knew that Flamon had wanted to come along with them. But they already had Growlmon with them, and they did not know if their Digidestined partners would be willing to take Flamon in as well. Growlmon sensed this too, and gave an uncertain look at his friends. Flamedramon looked at Flamon.

 

     “Um, just a minute,” he said, pulling his friends into a huddle. “What are we going to do?” he asked. “He obviously wants to come with us, and he would probably make a great addition to the Digidestined, but do you think Davis and the others will take him in?”

 

     Wargreymon had a thoughtful look on his face. “Yolei would probably be his partner. She’d been saying since a week before we got lost how she and Hawkmon could use an addition, so I don’t think she would mind. Same for Davis and T.K. and Kari. But I’m not so sure about Cody. He and Armadillomon seem to think that the Digidestined are fine without additions. He’d accept you, Growlmon, but I don’t know about Flamon.”

 

     Growlmon frowned. “I’m not sure what ‘Digidestined’ is, or who these people are, but I agree. Flamon would make a great addition to your group. I’ve seen Digimon like him before. They are powerful.” He gave a sly grin. “He’s not so bad in other areas, either!”

 

     Wargreymon grinned, and Flamedramon gave a snort of laughter. “Well, we can let him tag along for a while,” said Flamedramon. “But we also have to make sure that the Digidestined will accept him, and that he’s ready to become one of us.” Wargreymon and Growlmon agreed, and Flamedramon turned to a bored, yet curious Flamon.

 

     “Your story doesn’t really fool us, Flamon. We know you want to come with us.” Flamon glanced at Wargreymon and Growlmon.

 

     “We’re all for it, but we’re not sure whether or not the Digidestined will accept you,” said Wargreymon. “Well, two of them, anyway. But you can come anyway. I’m sure that Cody and Armadillomon will accept you after a while.” Growlmon nodded, though he still didn’t know who Cody and Armadillomon were.

 

     Flamon wasn’t quite sure what to say. He hadn’t counted on the others figuring him out. All he did was nod slowly.

 

     “Great,” said Growlmon suddenly. “Now that that’s settled, let’s keep going. I’m tired of standing in one place. We’ll want to get as much distance as possible before dark.” He pointed at the sun, which was already beginning to set.

 

     They walked about a mile before night finally came, and the stars twinkled in the sky. They were now in another clearing, and, with some firewood gathered by Flamon and Growlmon, a small trench dug by Wargreymon, and a Fire Rocket attack from Flamedramon, they had a roaring fire to keep them warm for the night. It wasn’t long before Wargreymon, Flamedramon, and Growlmon were asleep. Flamon, however, was sitting up in the grass, looking at his friends. He felt very lucky. He hated living in the forest all the time. He was sick of fruits, and he was so tired of having nothing to do. He was grateful.

 

     Suddenly, something came rushing out of the bushes. Flamon stood, ready to attack, but he couldn’t see the thing properly, even with the fire. He gasped as it hit him on his side, right under his left arm. He saw two more of the weird objects flying out of nowhere and hitting Growlmon and Flamedramon in the same spot. Everything was going dark and hazy. Flamon didn’t know what was going on.

 

     Growlmon and Flamedramon suddenly stood. Their eyes were glowing bright red, and they lifted their arms. Flamon gasped in horror as he recognized the dark spirals on their sides. It was then that everything went red, and he felt pure evil course through him. He felt his arm being lifted as if by an unseen force, and he saw himself point at Wargreymon, who was fast asleep, oblivious to what was happening. He felt a sudden urge to hurt him in every way possible. And he also felt a sudden lust. Realizing what was about to happen, he began to fight against the evil.

 

     “No!” he yelled. “No! I can’t do that to him! GET OFF OF ME!” He tried to attack the dark spiral, but to no avail—the evil only seized him once more. He saw his friends struggling as well to destroy the spirals. That’s it, he thought. Destroy them! More feelings suddenly raged throughout him—surprise, anger, a desire to hurt, and lust. He was shocked to feel his own arm rising. He watched it as it slapped Flamedramon in the face, and Growlmon as well. Their eyes immediately began glowing again. He began to cry inwardly as he felt the warmth of blood on his hand. The evil seemed to be controlling him, as well as Growlmon and Flamedramon. Why not Wargreymon? he wondered. His hand pointed again to the sleeping Digimon, and he began to feel the need to digivolve.

 

     “FLAMON DIGIVOLVE TO…” his cry echoed throughout the forest as the change occurred, and a different Digimon stood in his place. “AGUNIMON!”

 

     Agunimon now felt something else. Satisfaction. He felt a tremendous amount of satisfaction. This mixed in with the other feelings. He saw Growlmon and Flamedramon nod. Flamedramon faced Wargreymon and pulled back his arm. “No!” Agunimon tried to yell, realizing what he was about to do. But he could not make a sound, or move, for that matter. So he was forced to just stand there and watch as Flamedramon rushed his arm forward, palm out and fingers outstretched, and yelled, “Fire Rocket!” Several fireballs flew from his hand and headed for Wargreymon.

 

     Meanwhile, Wargreymon was in a comfortable sleep, when he heard Flamedramon attack something or someone and woke up. He thought nothing of it. He’s still nervous because of that stupid Blackwargreymon, he reasoned with himself. But he felt a sudden burst of intense heat, and moved out of the way just in time to see Flamedramon’s fireballs scorching the place where he was only seconds ago.

 

     “What’s the big idea, Flamedramon?!” he yelled. “You nearly—”

 

     He froze, shocked. Flamedramon’s eyes were glowing bright red. So were Growlmon’s and another Digimon’s, whom he supposed was digivolved from Flamon. They approached him slowly, menacingly, so that Wargreymon, suddenly frightened, backed up.

 

     “H-hey… what are you doing?” he asked nervously as the figures came closer, grinning wickedly at him.

 

     Suddenly, the Digimon that was probably a digivolved form of Flamon trembled. His eyes stopped glowing, and returned to their original color. The unknown Digimon gripped his head and began quaking, and yelling as if in pain.

 

     “W-Wargreymon…” he said. “Wargreymon, y-you have to leave…. Run away…. Something’s h-happening to us…. We all have weird th-things on us…. They’re evil, c-controlling us…. Please….” He began to yell again, and Flamedramon laughed evilly.

 

     “Yes, run away, you little coward!” he said softly. “Go ahead! But it won’t do you any good. Agunimon cannot fight this forever, you know. You’ll be outnumbered, three to one!” he laughed again.

 

     Wargreymon was not listening. He knew exactly what “weird things” Agunimon had been talking about, and he was currently looking all over his friends for the spirals. He finally found the one on Agunimon, who was still doing his best to fight against the dark spiral.

 

     “TERRA FORCE!” yelled Wargreymon. He created the ball of energy and threw it as hard as he could at the spiral. But the spiral was controlling Agunimon again. His eyes were glowing red again, and he knocked the attack away as if it were a small pebble.

 

     “Now what did you do that for?” asked Growlmon. “You’re only making an easier target by wearing yourself out like that. That’s no fun for us.” He suddenly ran at Wargreymon, knocking him over with a well-aimed punch on the un-armored part of his face. Wargreymon stood up again, rubbing the spot where he’d been hit. He was right in front of Growlmon. He gasped as he realized that Growlmon’s foot-long member was poking out of its pouch.

 

     Wargreymon realized what his friends were going to do. “No way,” he said. “Can’t let you do that… TERRA FORCE!” The energy hit Growlmon square in the chest, but it bounced off of him like a rubber ball, and went somewhere into the sky. Wargreymon decided to take Agunimon’s advice and run for it.

 

     Wargreymon flew through the forest as fast as he could, not knowing where he was going, or caring. He just wanted to get away. After a while, he stopped, feeling that he was safe for now, and sat down to catch his breath.

 

     Suddenly, his saw six glowing things in the bush next to him. Before he had time to react, Agunimon, Flamedramon and Growlmon jumped out.

 

     “Surprise!” Agunimon said in a singsong voice. He grabbed Wargreymon and forced him into a standing position. He began to remove Wargreymon’s armor, as Growlmon helped him with his own. Agunimon, now naked, shoved Wargreymon’s upper half over. “Don’t worry,” he said. “This won’t hurt a bit.” He shoved his 14-inch prick all the way into Wargreymon’s arse. “It will hurt a lot!”

 

     Wargreymon was in extreme pain. The pain seared through him, making him feel as if he were being cut into shreds with a carving knife. His scream pierced the air. Agunimon only laughed as blood covered his cock. He pumped in and out, mixing Wargreymon’s pain with a terrible and slight pleasure. Flamedramon, observing the scene with a smile, saw that Wargreymon’s dick was hard. Poor Wargreymon couldn’t help that. He just continued yelling in pain as Flamedramon burst out laughing.

 

     “You fool!” he said. “You like it, don’t you?” Wargreymon couldn’t answer. His head was swimming with excruciating, nauseating pain, and the best he could do was yell. Flamedramon walked in front of Wargreymon. “Well, do you like this?” With that, he shoved his cock all the way into Wargreymon’s mouth.

 

     Wargreymon gagged and choked around Flamedramon’s intruding cock. He tried to spit it out, but Flamedramon hit him on the back of the head with strength that the dragon had never had before, and Wargreymon, stunned, was forced to contain his yells of pain and suck on Flamedramon, who groaned in pleasure.

 

     Growlmon, meanwhile, crawled under Wargreymon and inserted his prick into his mouth. He bit on the head so that it bled, and Wargreymon gasped in pain. Wargreymon tried to pull out, but Growlmon punched him in the stomach, knocking the air out of his lungs. Wargreymon choked. He couldn’t breathe, and he began to cough around Flamedramon’s cock, warming it immensely, and, with a loud groan of pleasure, Flamedramon rammed into Wargreymon’s face and held that position, choking the Digimon and spewing hot cum directly down his throat. Wargreymon could no longer breathe, even through his nose, and he began gasping for air as Flamedramon pulled his throbbing dick out of Wargreymon’s mouth.

 

     Behind him, Wargreymon felt Agunimon twitch inside of him with an approaching climax.

 

     “No… he managed to gasp, tears streaming from his eyes. “No… you… you can’t… Agunimon… no….”

 

     But Agunimon didn’t listen, or couldn’t, because, with a roar like that of a lion, he released his huge load into Wargreymon, who continued to gasp for air, bearing mixtures of pain and pleasure all over his body. He was finally set off when Growlmon reached up and fondled his balls, and he fired a small amount of his seed into Growlmon’s warm mouth. It was then that Agunimon finally pulled out, and the three of them began walking back to the clearing, leaving Wargreymon gasping for air, hurting and crying into the night. As soon as they reached there, the dark spirals shattered. Flamedramon, Growlmon and Agunimon became Veemon, Guilmon and Flamon, and they all collapsed by the fire, unconscious.

 

 

To Be Continued…

 

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