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WARNING.  This is a foot fetish CYOP and features minor sexual activity or hinting.  However, only choice 134 features anything close to being explicit.

 

                Guilmon stopped short of Takato’s room and turned his head slowly inward. In the very center of the room he noticed an open duffel bag and a pair of worn socks laying to the immediate left.  Curiosity aroused him and, as he entered the room, a nearly inaudible breathing whispered its way to his ears.  Yet it wasn’t exactly breathing – it seemed to him that each breath seemed a bit ‘stuffed up’.  Not knowing what to do, Guilmon stepped forward a bit more.

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon examine the pair of socks lying on the floor, go to paragraph 001.

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon examine the noises, go to paragraph 002.

 

001

                Stepping forward, Guilmon could see that they were Takato’s gym socks, which were rarely ever washed and oftentimes smelled wretched.  Sending the tip of a claw into the grayish material, he lifted it upward and stared intently. 

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon leave the socks alone, go to paragraph 002.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon smell the sock, go to paragraph 003.

 

002

                Leaving the socks alone, Guilmon looked to his right to find Takato laying face down on the bed.  The breathing was louder now and he could see Takato’s body move up and down gently in the very same rhythm.  At the foot of the bed he could see everything.  He finally knew what the sounds were.

 

                Against Takato’s face was a pair of black socks.

 

                They were Lee’s.

 

                And then Takato came alive.  His head swiveled to meet Guilmon’s curious and rather saddened eyes.  But neither spoke a word – Takato began to cry.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon remain steadfast, go to paragraph 100.

 

                -If you would like Guilmon to try and comfort Takato, go to paragraph 101.

 

003

                Placing the sock closer to his nostrils, Guilmon took a small sniff – and retched.  Falling to his knees, he slowly managed to regain his breath and collect his wits about him.  As bad as the smell was, he had to admit he really did like.  There was something enticing, something so delicious, and something that made him want to savor each inhalation.

                Picking up the remaining sock, he drew both against his face and took a deep inhale and sighed as he slumped to the floor in ecstasy.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon taste the socks, go to paragraph 004.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon attempt wearing the socks, go to paragraph 005.

               

004

                Going a bit deeper into his ecstatic state, Guilmon stuck his tongue out to meet the socks.  As they touched, he drew back and cringed.  Awful.  But like before there was something that was drawing back for more than just a small sample.  Opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out as far as could go, he dropped the socks onto it.

                Even with the drive pushing him to love what he was doing, Guilmon retched and spat the socks out as quickly as he had placed them onto his tongue.  He was left gagging for quite a while, but managed to regain his composure and his lost nerve.   

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon attempt wearing the socks, go to paragraph 005.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon play with the socks, go to paragraph 006.

 

005

                Placing a sock next to his right foot, he compared the size of the sock to the size of his foot. To him it seemed far too small to fit into, but then he realized he might be able to stretch it a bit as he was putting it on.  Wiggling his toes and with a smile on his face, he opened the mouth of the sock and engulfed his toes.  His smile spread wider as he felt the soft material glide across his sensitive soles.

                It was already stretching for him.  The mouth rounded his heel and swallowed his ankle without a rip.  But he noticed that the material was now extremely thin and his smile faded as he realized Takato would find out about this.  But, still, it just felt so comfortable.  He wiggled his two toes around and sighed.

 

                Takato heard Guilmon rummaging about and decided to have a look into the matter.  Turning his head, he saw Guilmon with a sock stretched over his wiggling foot.  In shock, Takato leans directly forward into Guilmon’s view.  Wide-eyed in horror for being discovered, Guilmon began to cry.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato say, ‘G-Guilmon . . .’ go to paragraph 007.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato hug Guilmon, go to paragraph 008.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato cry as well, go to paragraph 009.  

 

006

                He pulled the socks off the floor once more and fondled them in his claws, stretching them from tip-to-tip.

                I wonder how a human like Takato can wear these things when they end up smelling so bad? Guilmon asked himself.

                The socks dangled off his claws in front of his face, swaying slowly, mesmerizing him. Holding up his foot, he ran the socks between his toes, giggling as the soft material brushed against his sensitive skin.

                Maybe they feel good on the feet?

                A gasp from his right startled him out of his current thoughts and he looked back at the socks with a more open-mind.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon attempt wearing the socks, go to paragraph 005.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon leave the socks alone and examine the gasp, go to paragraph 002.

 

007

                ‘G-Guilmon . . .’ whispered Takato softly and almost completely to himself.

                Managing to hear his name, Guilmon looked up, wiping the tears from his eyes.

                ‘I-I’m . . .I’m sorry, Takato . . .’ and he hung his head as if in shame.

                But all Takato could do in return was smile and say, in a quickly fading voice, ‘I’m glad that you like . . .this . . .’

                Guilmon’s head jolted up and their eyes met.  And they smiled.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon let Takato pull off the sock, go to paragraph 010.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon wiggle his socked foot in front of Takato, go to paragraph 011.

 

 

008

                Jumping forward, Takato embraced Guilmon in a tight hug and whispered, ‘Me too,’ into his ear.

                Guilmon’s head jolted up and their eyes met.  But only Guilmon smiled.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon wiggle his socked foot in front of Takato, go to paragraph 011.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon rub his socked foot across Takato’s face, go to paragraph 012.

 

009

                Seeing Guilmon cry, Takato couldn’t help but to join in, sharing his tears, and saying, ‘Me too, I’m that way too . . .’ over and over to Guilmon.  And as there tears eventually dried up and both realized what was happening, the looked at each other and smiled.

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon let Takato pull off the sock, go to paragraph 010.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon wiggle his socked foot in front of Takato, go to paragraph 011.

 

010

                Guilmon held out his foot, relaxing a bit so that Takato could strip him of the sock.  He took hold of the mouth, sliding it off with relative ease, exposing the claw on his heel, the soft sole as it slid down, and even the two wiggling toes as the sock found itself fully in his hands.  Takato smiled as he relished in the sight of such a magnificent foot.

 

                -If you wish Guilmon to ask Takato to massage his foot, go to paragraph 013.

 

                -If you wish Takato to ask Guilmon to lay down on the bed, go to paragraph 014.

 

011

                Making it difficult for Takato, Guilmon wiggled his foot around, making the Tamer nauseous from the smell.  It wasn’t just the way his own gym sock smelled it was the way it coupled with Guilmon’s foot.  Taken completely by surprise, Takato coughed and found he was retching.  Backing off, Guilmon let him rest a bit and regain his composure.  After he did, Guilmon started forward. 

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon let Takato pull off the sock, go to paragraph 010.

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon rub his socked foot across Takato’s face, go to paragraph 012.

 

012

                Guilmon slid his socked foot up against Takato’s face, forcing him back against the bed, and making him retch from such an awful odor.  He slid it around in circles, engulfing his nostrils, burning his lungs.  Takato struggled against the violation of his lungs and kicked and pushed and grappled.  But it was of no use.  He let his body go limp.  Guilmon was far too heavy and too strong for him.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon comment on Takato’s struggling body, go to paragraph 072.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon comment on Takato being submissive, go to paragraph 073.

 

013

                Wiggling his sock-stripped foot in front of Takato, Guilmon decided to ask, ‘T-Takato . . . W-will you m-massage my foot?  They’re really sore from . . .’ but Takato never let him finish the sentence.  Takato had gripped his foot with both hands and smiled, giving a little laugh as if to say ‘yes’.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato comment about the smell of Guilmon’s foot, go to paragraph 015.

 

          -If you wish to have Takato comment on how the soles of Guilmon’s foot feel, go to paragraph 016.

 

014

                ‘Hey, um . . .Guilmon, can you lay down for a minute?  I just wanna try something, okay?’ Takato asked softly.  Guilmon nodded in response and laid down on the bed for Takato.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato smell the sock he has in his hands, go to paragraph 042.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide off his sneakers, go to paragraph 043.

 

015

                ‘Guilmon . . .I’ve always wondered what your feet smell like . . .’ Takato whispered in a soft, soothing voice.

Leaning forward, Takato placed his nose directly between the two toes and inhaled deeply.  Cocking his head back, nauseous from the thick smell, he slid down to the heel and inhaled up the sole and back to the toes.  

Takato, head leaning a bit to the left, stated flatly, ‘D-didn’t think they’d be like THAT.’

 

-If you wish Guilmon to have Takato lick his foot, go to paragraph 017.

 

-If you wish Guilmon to have Takato suck on his foot, go to paragraph 018.

 

016

                Sliding his hand up and down Guilmon’s sole, Takato could feel how smooth and how sensitive the skin was.  His breath was drawn out of him and he managed to gasp, ‘Wonderful . . .’

 

                -If you wish to have Takato comment about the smell of Guilmon’s foot, go to paragraph 015.

 

                -If you wish Guilmon to have Takato rub his feet, go to paragraph 019.

 

                -If you wish Guilmon to have Takato tickle his feet, go to paragraph 020.

 

017

                ‘Takato, come on!  Can you at least lick my foot?’

                ‘Oh, sorry!  Umm . . .yeah sure . . .’

Being unable to help himself, Takato slid his tongue across the two toes and then in-between trying to get a small taste.  There was nothing yet, so he continued across the sole and around the heel.  Still no taste.  He removed his tongue slowly – and then it hit him.  Retching, he stuck his tongue out and began to clean it off with the palms of his hands.  When the taste dulled a bit, he was finally able to bring his tongue back into his mouth.

                ‘Hope you liked it,’ Guilmon commented with a big grin spread across his face.

 

                -If you wish Guilmon to have Takato begin tickling his feet, go to paragraph 020.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon wiggle his feet, go to paragraph 028.

 

018

                ‘Takato, could you at least suck on my foot a bit?’ Guilmon asked rather innocently.

                Without speaking a word, Takato slipped his lips around a small portion of the sole and began to suck gently, ignoring the putrid taste entering his mouth and hitting his tongue.  Guilmon giggled at the attention and wiggled his foot slightly, clenching his toes in the process.  Takato, noticing this, slid his sucking lips upward to meet the toes.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato suck on Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 033.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 029.

 

 

019

                ‘If they’re so wonderful, can you give them a little rub for me?’

                Takato softly gasped and replied, ‘S-sure . . .’ The foot slid away from his hands and pressed close against his shoulder.  Guilmon’s toes squeezed gently on the shirt as he raised his other foot to Takato’s face.  Excited, Takato took a deep breath and wrapped both hands around the hovering foot.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato rub Guilmon’s heels, go to paragraph 0021.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato rub Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 022.

 

020

                ‘They’re so smooth and smelly!  A-are they s-sensitive too?’ Takato asked in a soft voice.

                ‘Sensitive?’ replied Guilmon.  ‘Why don’t you find out?’

                ‘But how?’

                ‘Umm . . .How about giving them a little tickle?’

                Takato smiled and ran the tip of his fingers across the heel and up around the sole to the toes of one of the feet.  Giggling was forced from the Digimon’s mouth as his feet were revealed to be sensitive.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon clench his toes, go to paragraph 027.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon wiggle his feet, go to paragraph 028.

 

021

                His hands arched their way over the protruding talon at the back of Guilmon’s heel and slid down and under the heel in a slow, circular massage.  Guilmon moaned as Takato’s hand squeezed at his heel and brought the other foot forth to share in the attention. 

Both hands were at work on both feet, each with their own individual partner.  Right to left, and left to right.  Guilmon’s feet slid forward and backward in the gently massaging hands of the young Tamer and he curled his toes.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato massage Guilmon’s ankles, go to paragraph 23.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato massage Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 024.

 

022

                Takato’s fingers circled around Guilmon’s two thick toes, and his hands squeezed tightly, pulling up and down, up and down.  Guilmon moaned loudly, but in a smooth voice that seemed to be music to Takato’s ears.  Releasing his hands, he examined the space between the two toes and began to massage deeply, moving the excess skin up and down in small waves.  Trapping and then releasing the hands, Guilmon clenched his toes in an effort to contain some of the pleasure his feet were feeling.

                Hoping to diversify the attention, Guilmon’s other foot joined in and prompted the hands to separate.  Takato, taking pleasurable notice from his partner’s hinting, separated them and took on both feet at once.  His hands massaged deeper, stroked longer and harder, and rubbed a bit more softly, a bit more gently.  It was relaxing and it was pleasurable to Guilmon to have such attention paid to his most sensitive and most precious feet.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato massage Guilmon’s heels, go to paragraph 021.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato massage Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 024.

 

023

                Over the heels his hands stroked, rubbing the sore area.  Takato curled his fingers around the slightly bulging bone and worked the skin around gently, rubbing around that small, smooth wall at the edge of the miniature cliff.  Guilmon’s feet shivered and wiggling slowly, in pace with each of his partner’s strokes.  But it was not enough for him yet – Guilmon wanted more attention.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato massage Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 024.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato rub Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 022.

 

024

                Around the sensitive and ultra-smooth skin of the soles, Takato’s hands massaged.  They wrapped around the entirety of the thick feet and stroked up and down gently, deeply, from the heel to the toes, stopping once every now and then to circled around the centers gently.  While Guilmon was left moaning, Takato was solely devoted to the feet, unable to speak a word, as if completely stunned – or dreaming.  Even his breathing was soft and slow.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon rub his feet against Takato’s face, go to paragraph 025.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon rub his feet against Takato’s chest, go to paragraph 026.

 

025

                Seeing the dreamy expression on Takato’s face, Guilmon wanted to remove it and change it to something much more – something like a face full of active pleasure.  So, with one foot, he reached out and pressed it lightly across his cheek.  Immediately – was it because of the touch or the smell? – Takato awakened, fully aware, and before he could protest or even realize what was going on, Guilmon’s other foot came down over the front of face, engulfing it and leaving his nose directly between the two toes.

                Takato’s face contorted – he cringed and retched.  But he liked it all the same.  Soon a smile spread across his face once more and he giggled as if it was all just a fun little game he was playing with Guilmon.  Guilmon himself smiled and rubbed the soles around Takato’s face, squishing and squeezing for a short while.

 

                -If you wish Guilmon to have Takato begin tickling his feet, go to paragraph 020.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 035.

 

026

                Seeing the dreamy expression on Takato’s face, Guilmon wanted to remove it and change it to something much more – something like pleasure.  So, with one hand he grabbed hold of the collar of Takato’s shirt and pulled it downwards, exposing a portion of the soft flesh on his chest.  Bending forward he slid his foot down and under the soft material and pressed it against his chest.

                The warmth of the sole meeting the skin on his chest immediately awakened him and startled him just the same.  Guilmon cringed as he heard Takato cry out in surprise, but Takato soon leaned back as the warm sole rubbed around his chest gently.  He was certainly pleased and his moaning was no exception.  But soon the warmth faded as his chest became accustomed to the feel of the foot and his moaning ceased.  The foot slid out to whence it came.  Only Takato and Guilmon’s smiles remained. 

 

                -If you wish Guilmon to have Takato begin tickling his feet, go to paragraph 020.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 035.

 

027

                Guilmon clenched his toes as he felt Takato’s finger dance across his overly sensitive skin.  Even something as simple as a quick tickle, one that wasn’t even a whole-hearted attempt, was nearly unbearable for him.  His laughing only increased as Takato’s tickling increased.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 029.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato tickle Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 030.

 

 

 

028

                Guilmon, smiling began to wiggle his feet in front of Takato, enticing him to act on both of their fantasies.  But the smell was too much for Takato to bear at the moment.  With each inhalation, he began to get more and more nauseous and began to retch a little.  Backing away a bit, Guilmon allowed Takato to recover completely before he resumed, holding his feet even closer.  Takato, unable to resist their lure, continued.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato tickle Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 030.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato tickle Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 031.

 

029

                But soon Takato found he was licking Guilmon’s toes - up and down along the underside and in-between where all the best tasting parts were.  His tongue dove into the skin, pushing it all around and he ran up to the talons, sliding his tongue along the grove where flesh and nail meet.  The taste was nearly unbearably awful, but he loved it and enjoyed it and wanted far more. 

                He curled his tongue around each toe, sliding it along gently, forcing giggles between Guilmon’s constant moaning.  Before he moved on, Takato began to like them like a Popsicle, turning the giggling into sounds of pure laughter.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato tickle Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 031.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato suck on Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 033.

 

030

                He caressed the soles softly and gently, drawing light moans from his Digimon partner.  But as his feet jerked to and fro, Takato quickly dancing his fingers across the sensitive soles and laughter soon poured forth from Guilmon.  His fingers ran in circles in the center of the sole, slid and scraped around the edges where top meets bottom, and danced as if in a tribal ceremony all along the underside. 

                Guilmon was rolling around and it was some time before Takato managed to steady himself and find his way back to the comfortable position he and Guilmon had been in.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato tickle Guilmon’s heels, go to paragraph 034.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 035.

 

031

                Takato’s fingers danced their way across the tips of Guilmon’s toes, and he watched the reaction in pleasurable fascination.  Guilmon burst out with a spurt of giggles that quickly transformed themselves into loud laughter.  He watched as the toes curled to escape the sensation and he watched as they wiggled left and right, up and down, taking in the pleasing sensations.

                His fingers slid into and around the in-between space of both feet and danced along the wiggling and curling underside.  Guilmon looked as if he’d almost had it – with each break Takato allotted between sets of tickling, Guilmon would gasp, desperately trying to refill his lungs with air in the short time frame.  But Takato wasn’t nearly finished.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato suck on Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 033.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato tickle Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 030.

               

032

                Takato needed more than just that small sample. He wanted all of Guilmon’s foot to taste.  But where to start?  Flicking his tongue across the underside of Guilmon’s clenched toes, he reached forward and pulled them straight into his mouth, startling Guilmon in the process.  Guilmon yelped loudly and laid back, moaning heavily, deep in his fantasies, pleasures, and desires.

                It wasn’t long before both toes of his foot were being sucked on, hard and steady.  Guilmon was wiggling his whole body about – especially his toes, which at times managed to clench Takato’s tongue as it probed the intruding toes. 

                It wasn’t only Takato who wanted more, though.  Guilmon wanted it too.

               

                -Go to paragraph 038.

 

033

                Curling his tongue around one toe at a time, Takato slid each into his mouth and began to suck up and down, pumping each individual toe in and out, each time moving to the next when Guilmon’s moaning became unbearable to hear.  Guilmon, when he felt one of his toes reach as far in as could go, wiggled his toes about, tickling Takato’s tongue with their flavor. 

                But that flavor was so enticing, so wonderful, and so . . .delicious . . .

 

                -If you wish to have Takato engulf Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 032.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato suck on Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 037.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato suck on Guilmon’s heel, go to paragraph 036.

 

034

                Steadying himself, Takato ran a finger around one of Guilmon’s causing, causing him to spurt out giggles.  His feet jumped up and downwards as they wiggled from the sensation.  Taking notice of his reaction, Takato danced his fingers across both heels in rapid succession, causing Guilmon’s whole body to twist and turn, trying to relieve the feeling.  But it was of no use – Takato only continued more so.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 035.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato suck on Guilmon’s heel, go to paragraph 036.

 

035

                Takato lifted on foot close to his face and began to run his tongue along its length, circling in the very center.  He watched as Guilmon wiggled his toes in pleasure and listened to his ever-increasing moaning.  How delightful it all was to the both of them.  Takato’s tongue slid up to the base of the toes and ran along the groves, being squished as the toes clenched, and ran back down to the incline before the heel where he curved back around slowly and ran back up to the toes again. 

                Guilmon’s other foot soon joined in the fray and took on the tongue, squeezing it with his toes every time it happened to slide by.  And he put both feet together so that Takato could lick in-between the small groove they created.  When Takato’s tongue slid straight inward, Guilmon would pull his feet down a bit, taking Takato’s tongue and his head along with it.  Finding the matter more than fun and a bit silly even, both began to giggle in their play.

                Though all things must come to an end, so must this.  And, feeling a bit worn from the pleasure, and trying to digest such a taste and breathe such a smell, Takato slowed his rhythm and eventually stopped all together.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato continue and lick Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 029.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato begin tickling Guilmon’s toes, go to paragraph 031.

 

036

                The sight of Guilmon’s heels in front of his face enticed Takato to go farther.  Taking hold of an ankle, he reached forward and slid his tongue around the thick claw and began to suck on it as he pulled it fully into his mouth.  Guilmon turned his head toward Takato in wonder and almost surprise because he could only feel little tugs where the claw met the skin.

                ‘T-Takato?  Uh . . .Takato . . . You’re doing it all wrong . . .’ he commented rather shyly.  ‘Pull the entire claw in – don’t worry it’s not sharp unless I want it to be – and just concentrate on the heel . . . Takato?’

                Takato looked up and smiled when Guilmon had finished speaking and had called his name.  Then, with little hesitation he pulled the entire heel into his mouth, claw and all.  When the tip hit the back of his tongue, he gagged – though it may have really been from the taste – and began to suck rapidly and very hard as soon as he recovered.

                Eyes open, he could see Guilmon’s toes flex slightly in pleasure.  He could feel Guilmon sliding his heel in and out in exact rhythm with Takato’s sucking.  But Takato had enough by that point and was having a hard time suppressing his gagging.  So he soon parted with the heel and wondered what he should do next.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato rub Guilmon’s heels, go to paragraph 021.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 035.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato suck on Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 037.

 

037

                Takato, feeling a bit hungry – ravenous even – pressed both lips against the smooth, reddish skin of one of Guilmon’s soles and he began to suck as hard as he possibly could, drawing the skin up into his mouth.  He loved it – both did actually – Guilmon was growling softly in pleasure and even spit out a few deep moans every now and then.  Soon both would find themselves too excited . . .

 

                -Go to paragraph 032.

 

038

                And so he took the initiative, sliding his entire foot in and out of Takato’s mouth, forcing him to suck on it.  Takato, though actually enjoying it, tried to protest in refusal of the oral violation.  He grasped the ankle, trying to pull the pumping foot out, grasped the bed sheets, struggling to free himself – but Guilmon grasped Takato’s body with his tail, ensnaring him.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon wiggle his toes in Takato’s mouth, go to paragraph 039.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon squish Takato’s tongue, go to paragraph 040.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon pump his foot in and out more, go to paragraph 041.             

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon comment on Takato’s struggling body, go to paragraph 072.

 

039

                He was now free to do what he wanted – but he wanted to be a bit more playful.  His foot drew back a little and his toes wiggled up and down on the back of Takato’s tongue, touching the roof of the mouth as it went up and crashing down on the bitter taste buds as it came down.  It was so playful that it was ticklish to Takato, who found he was giggling amidst short gags.  So he laid back, letting Guilmon play around a bit more and smiled as he felt the other foot slide across his knees and closed his eyes in pleasure as he felt it caress with waist.

                Guilmon felt it was the right moment and the right position to introduce Takato to a new pleasure . . . but he wouldn’t get far.  Their laughing and giggling had blocked any sounds from entering the room, so neither was able to hear Lee as he called for Takato. 

                And then it happened – just as Guilmon was sliding his foot under Takato’s shirt, the door opened and Lee walked into the room not really paying too much attention to anything he heard.

                ‘Takato?  Takato are you in here?  I lost a pair of my gym socks and I thought you—’ His eyes came across Guilmon and Takato at play on the floor.  All jaws were dropped.  All eyes were open, staring,

 

 

and probing.  Lee fainted.

 

                -Ending A1

 

040

                He was now free to do what he wanted – but he wanted to be a bit more playful.  His foot drew back a little and his toes grasped Takato’s wiggling tongue, and squeezed gently, letting the tongue take in all the juicy flavors.  It tasted warm, yet vile; sweet, yet sour.  Guilmon watched as Takato smiled in pure pleasure.  He knew he wasn’t hungry anymore. So he laid back, letting Guilmon play around a bit more and smiled as he felt the other foot slide across his knees and closed his eyes in pleasure as he felt it caress with waist.

                Guilmon felt it was the right moment and the right position to introduce Takato to a new pleasure . . . but he wouldn’t get far.  Their laughing and giggling had blocked any sounds from entering the room, so neither was able to hear Lee as he called for Takato. 

                And then it happened – just as Guilmon was sliding his foot under Takato’s shirt the door opened and Lee walked into the room not really paying too much attention to anything he heard.

                ‘Takato?  Takato are you in here?  I lost a pair of my gym socks and I thought you—’ His eyes came across Guilmon and Takato at play on the floor.  All jaws were dropped.  All eyes were open, staring, and probing.  Lee fainted.

 

                -Ending A2

 

041

                He was now free to do what he wanted –and he did.  He pulled his foot back away slowly, making Takato think that the worst was over, that he would soon find some sort of relief.  But Guilmon wasn’t through – his way would soon be had.  His foot slid straight back down into Takato’s mouth, far harder and more violent than before.  Takato cried out in violation as Guilmon only went faster and faster hard and harder.  Guilmon was grunting and groaning, panting, and even howling in pure pleasure.  But Takato only cried.

                Takato felt himself being pushed against the bed, and could feel Guilmon’s tail tighten around his body, holding him in place.  He cried out as he felt Guilmon’s other foot slide across his knees and he became nauseous as he realized what was happening when it caressed with waist, lifting up his pants slightly.

                Guilmon felt this was it – this was the right time to introduce Takato to such a wonderful, new pleasure.  Despite his crying, Guilmon knew that Takato would be moaning in pleasure before he was done . . .but Guilmon never managed to make it any farther.  Takato’s crying and his protests – not to mention Guilmon’s moans and growls of pleasure – had blocked any sounds from entering the room, so neither was able to hear Lee as he called for Takato. 

                And then it happened – just as Guilmon was sliding his foot under Takato’s pants the door opened and Lee walked into the room not really paying too much attention to anything he heard.

‘Takato?  Takato are you in here?  I lost a pair of my gym socks and I thought you—’ His eyes came across Guilmon and Takato on the floor.  All eyes were open, staring, and probing.  Lee fainted and Takato continued to struggle in Guilmon’s binding tail.

 

                -Ending A3

 

042

                Looking at the sock in his hands, the one he had worn for the past year in gym class, he began to wonder how much Guilmon had altered it when he put it on his foot.  Without smelling it, would brought it close to his nose and could even feel the warmth radiating from it.  He inhaled as much as he could.  Everything swirled about him for a moment.  He gagged, retched as the smell overcame him, gripping him in its powerful grasp.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato slide off his sneakers, go to paragraph 043.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato smell Guilmon’s foot, go to paragraph 044.

 

 

043

                ‘I could match that any day, Guilmon!’ Takato said to Guilmon, as if boasting in a competition.

                ‘Yeah, right!’ replied Guilmon, laughing.

                Takato, almost upset at the way Guilmon had sounded when he laughed, stuck his feet forward and straddled his partner’s head.  He pressed the heels of his sneakers hard against the bed covers and slid the off slowly, noticing how Guilmon’s eyes gazed at the white socks emerging from their green cocoon.

               

                -If you wish Takato to have Guilmon smell his socked feet, go to paragraph 046.

 

                -If you wish Takato to have Guilmon rub his socked feet, go to paragraph 047.

 

044

                Enticed by the odor of the sock, Takato decided to find out how Guilmon’s feet really smelled in their normal state.  He craned his head forward and touched his nose to the soft, reddish flesh of Guilmon’s heel.  This was something he had always dreamed of doing, ever since he had first drawn Guilmon on a piece of paper. 

                His nose ran up to the toes and in-between them as he inhaled as much of their scent as he possibly could.  And it was so powerful, so bad, that he reached immediately, several times over, nearly vomiting.  Guilmon giggled, though not from Takato’s reaction, but to the tickling sensation Takato’s nose brought on as it ran up his soles.

               

                -If you want to have Takato slide off his sneakers, go to paragraph 043.

 

                -If you want to have Takato lick Guilmon’s soles, go to paragraph 045.

 

045

                Now wanting a taste, Takato ran his tongue up along the sole to the very tips of the toes in a similar fashion to the way he smelled them.  And he retched again.  And again.  Holding out his tongue, he tried in desperation to clean off the taste and the thin layer of slime that seemingly coated his tongue.  Staring at Takato, finding his reaction very humorous indeed, Guilmon broke out into a frenzy of laughter.

 

                -Go to paragraph 043.

 

046

                Unable to control himself any longer, Guilmon succumbed to one of his many desires.  He ran his nose up along the sole of Takato’s socked feet, taking in their musty human scent.  Takato smelled wonderful to him – he loved the awful, pungent odor and was very glad indeed to have such a wonderful partner.  More than a partner if things played out that way.

                But even for Guilmon, who laughed at Takato’s reaction to the smell of his feet, retched and found he was left in a fit of coughing.  It was now Takato who was laughing.  And his laughs would continue as Guilmon slid his tongue along the bottom of his socks to get a sample taste.  According to the smile on his face, he found them to be quite delicious.  He had a taste for human feet.

 

                -Go to paragraph 048.

 

047

                ‘Before you even smell them, can you rub them a little?  They’re sore from gym class today,’ Takato asked in a shy manner.  And in reply, Guilmon only smiled and giggled.

                The tips of his claws dug into the socked soles and began to rub around in circles.  Guilmon could feel the toes underneath part and squeeze together, even clenching to relieve the strange feeling.  Takato smiled when he began to realize that Guilmon could actually control the sharpness of his claws – he could make them as soft and flexible as fingers if he so chose.  He designed them that way.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon smell Takato’s socks, go to paragraph 046.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide his socks off, go to paragraph 048.

 

048

                Takato wanted more and he asked Guilmon, ‘Guilmon, do you think you could, umm . . .well, slide off my s-socks?’ As the words passed from his lips, Guilmon smiled and laughed, catching a claw on one of the spaces between Takato’s toes.  He pulled upward and Takato moaned as he felt the sock slid over and off of his sensitive, fleshy soles, and shivered as the cool air soothed his naked skin. 

                Guilmon looked at the foot in awe, for it was rare for him to see a five-toed specimen and he wasn’t quite used to the formed.  So when Takato wiggled and spread his toes, Guilmon gasped softly in wonder.  Without really realizing it, he had been pulling off the other sock all the while.  By now it had reached up to the toes and was just spilling over, fully revealing both of Takato’s soft, sensitive feet.

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his toes, go to paragraph 049.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his soles, go to paragraph 050.

 

049

                ‘Such delicious feet,’ was the thought currently stuck in Guilmon’s head.  So he decided to get a taste of the toes.  Watching them curl in anticipation, he waited until Takato gave in and spread them wide.  He went to the big toes first, running his tongue from the base to the tip and then down and around the base, sliding into each and every available space.  Up and down each and every toe he slid, several times over until Takato was ready to pass out from lack of breath (his moaning was constantly interrupted by large fits of giggling). 

                When Takato curled his toes around his probing tongue, Guilmon felt he was in a state of the purest Nirvana.  He shivered with pleasure and excitement racked his body with its anxious pulses. 

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon suck on Takato’s toes, go to paragraph 051.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick between the toes some more, go to paragraph 052.

                 

050

                As Guilmon’s tongue passed over his soles, swirling in circles on the very center, Takato lost his composure and began to groan.  The bedroom was filled with the sounds of boyish pleasure as he was finally getting what he had always wanted from Guilmon. 

                He squeezed his soles together every time he felt he could catch Guilmon’s hot, slimy tongue in-between them.  The way it would spread across his skin, oozing up to his toes and spreading along his heel made him shiver with pleasure.  This was what he wanted.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his toes, go to paragraph 049.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his heel, go to paragraph 054.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his ankle, go to paragraph 055.

 

051

                Takato’s toes were a delicious feast.  So small and delicate, they slide into his mouth easily and each and every suck seemed as if they’d pull one right up as if a weed.  And each and every suck on his toes made Takato cry out in pure pleasure and squirm and spasm about.  He would try and clench his toes to reduce the feelings of pleasure and would wiggle them to increase them.  It was pure love.   

                The foot not being sucked on would tease Guilmon with its scent as Takato rubbed it around his nostrils, forcing the smell into him.  Every now and then would even bring a snort which usually ended up as the signal to change the foot being sucked on.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon wrap his tongue around Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 053.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon fully engulf Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 058.

 

 

052

                Once more he dove his tongue between Takato’s toes, this time licking them as if they were small Popsicles.  Takato’s toes wiggled about wildly as he cried out in laughter, trying to breathe every now and then.  But Guilmon continued to lick away, hitting the top part of the toes and working heavily on their undersides.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his soles, go to paragraph 050.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon suck on Takato’s toes, go to paragraph 051.

               

 

053

                And finally, with a snort sounding the usual change, Guilmon decided to do something a bit different.  Instead of continuing to suck, he quickly wrapped his tongue around one of Takato’s feet and began to stroke up and down with it.  Takato could feel the thick, hot saliva ooze down his sole and collect around his heel.  But before he had the chance to show whether he liked the attention or not, Guilmon extended his tongue and curled around both feet, stroking up and down.  By now Takato was moaning loudly, even groaning in pleasure – so loudly that Guilmon was afraid he’d end alert the neighbors.

                His tongue began to relax very slowly, letting Takato relax for a short time and allowing Guilmon to savor the taste left on his tongue.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick between the toes, go to paragraph 052.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon engulf Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 058.

 

054

                Guilmon’s tongue spread itself across both heels, cocooning them in thick, hot saliva.  Takato moan as it warmed his body, even sending shivers down his spine.  He allowed his body to relax as Guilmon continued onward.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his ankles, go to paragraph 055.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon suck on his heels, go to paragraph 056.

 

055

                Takato could feel Guilmon’s, thick, hot tongue ooze its way over his ankles, letting all the thick, slimy saliva ooze over his heels and down his soles.  He moaned in pleasure and wiggled his feet slowly, hoping for even more to come.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his heel, go to paragraph 054.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon suck his ankle, go to paragraph 057.

 

056

                Both of his heels slid into Guilmon’s mouth with ease.  He began to suck on them slowly, teething time to time, but was very gentle with them.  To Takato it felt as if something was going to burst forth from his heels every time Guilmon suck them in.  But he loved it all the same.  His toes, as they wiggled in pleasure, tickled Guilmon’s chin as they touch from time to time.  He could feel Guilmon’s tongue slide gently across his heels when they were fully in his mouth, slowly caressing them.

                But soon Guilmon felt that he had finished here.

 

                -Go to paragraph 057.

 

 

057

                He moved on to the ankles, sucking the small bones that protruded from Takato’s feet.  All Takato could do was moan and rock his body back and forth in pleasure.  Guilmon loved it just as much – his tail was swishing all about and his knees even took to shaking when he seemed overwhelmed and overtaken.  ‘Why not more?’ they both thought to themselves.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his toes, go to paragraph 049.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his soles, go to paragraph 050.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick his heel, go to paragraph 054.

 

058

                It wasn’t long after that Takato found Guilmon was wrapping up his feet with his tongue and directing them towards and opened mouth.  Takato reacted rather oddly: he smiled and began to laugh, crying out, ‘Swallow me.  Swallow me!”

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon suck on Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 059.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon start to swallow Takato, go to paragraph 066.

               

059

                Ignoring Takato’s remarks for the time being, Guilmon decided to suck on both of Takato’s feet rather than just swallowing him immediately.  Takato bucked forward slowly as he felt his feet being pulled in and out into the hot, slimy mouth.  He cried out in between his moaning, taking in all the pleasure.  Gritting his teeth, he felt a warmth spread across his lower waist and began to struggle to free himself, afraid of this strange and alarming feeling rushing its way over him.  He felt as though he was ready to burst.

                Guilmon, sensing this, stopped immediately and let Takato relax until he had ‘cooled off’ sufficiently.  It wasn’t the right time he kept thinking to himself, with Takato’s feet still in his mouth.  And yet he couldn’t resist the temptation of going even further.  Even as Takato rested, Guilmon continued to play around, sliding his tongue between and around the toes of the trapped feet.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon start sucking even harder, go to paragraph 060.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide a foot out, go to paragraph 061.

 

060

                Deciding to continue, Guilmon picked up the pace and sucked even harder.  This time Takato was truly yelling out and in even louder moans – but the warmth had left him, though not entirely.  He felt different somehow.  Something felt strange – as if something had changed or was growing in him.  But he put up no struggles against it and let it all happen naturally.

               

                -Go to paragraph 061.

 

061

                He slid one of his feet out of the welcoming mouth and watched as the warm saliva still left on it oozed off, forming a thick puddle on the bed sheets below.  Takato cringed as he wiggled his toes, while Guilmon giggled thinking it was funny to see.  Smiling (he had formed a sudden idea), he thrust his slime-coated foot forward onto Guilmon’s face spreading it all over.

                Crying out, ‘How does it smell?  How does it feel?’ he wiggled his toes and even slid one partially up Guilmon’s nose.  Guilmon promptly leaned backwards, foot still in mouth, and looked seemingly offended.  This caused Takato to question what he had done and he responded, ‘What’s the matter?  Sorry . . .’ and tears welled in his eyes.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon engulf the other foot again, go to paragraph 062.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon surprise Takato, go to paragraph 063.       

 

062

                Guilmon took hold of Takato’s foot and slide it into his mouth once more, rolling his tongue around it as it moved deeper inward.  They tasted wonderful, but even as he savored their flavor, Guilmon was unable to hold himself back. 

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon chew lightly, go to paragraph 064.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon suck on his feet more, go to paragraph 065.

               

063

                Guilmon had leaned back for a reason – he decided to surprise Takato with some a little different for a change.  Pushing all the air in his lungs out his nose, he spewed mucus all over Takato’s foot, bathing it in a warm slime that oozed between his toes.  Takato cried out in surprise and wiggled his toes, allowing more to flow between them.

                Though he enjoyed it, he was rather repulsed and it showed in his eyes, which Guilmon could read quite easily.  So he slid his tongue around the sole, cleaning it of the entire residue, while Takato moaned in reaction to such an odd, yet pleasing sensation.

 

                -Go to paragraph 062.

 

064

                As his teeth closed around Takato’s feet, he could feel them squish and wiggle in an attempt to escape.  Takato’s moaning faded from his mind almost completely and now seemed to be very soft as if they were just the whispering wind.  He was enjoying Takato’s feet and he teethed on them like they were a dog’s bone.  None of it hurt Takato, though it did make him a little afraid of what Guilmon could possibly do.  He was soon asking Guilmon to stop altogether and just continue on.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon suck on his feet some more, go to paragraph 065.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon start to swallow Takato, go to paragraph 066.

 

065

                Guilmon resumed his sucking with such intensity that Takato was forced to cry out.  He tried to quickly pull his feet out but Guilmon acted quickly and clamped down so that they couldn’t escape their prison.  Despite his initial reaction, Takato soon calmed himself and began to really enjoy what Guilmon was doing to him.  He could feel his feet slowly slide deeper into Guilmon’s mouth and nearly down into his throat.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon chew lightly, go to paragraph 064.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon start to swallow Takato, go to paragraph 066.

 

066

                Takato cried out in pleasure as he felt Guilmon start to swallow him.  His feet slid straight into the warm and very slimy passage of his throat.  Muscles on Guilmon’s neck contracted and retracted, squishing his feet that were trapped inside.  And soon his waist slid across Guilmon’s tongue, his legs being squeezed and sucked down by the muscles of his throat, and his feet hanging above the stomach entrance.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon eat some socks, go to paragraph 067.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon slide off Takato’s shirt, go to paragraph 068.

 

 

067

                Moments before Guilmon had started to swallow him, Takato had come up with an idea and he managed to grab a hold of each and every sock on his bed.  When he was waist deep in Guilmon’s throat, he acted.  Drawing his hands close to his chest, he dropped all the socks onto Guilmon’s tongue.  He reacted as predicted – he jerked forward and retched and gagged on Takato.  The taste of the multiple socks was disgusting enough even for him.  They formed a strange stew in his mouth, comprised of Takato, Lee, and himself. 

                But to Takato’s surprise, he spit the socks out nearly as fast as they had hit his tongue.  Upset, Guilmon used Takato’s shirt as a Kleenex to rub wish tongue free of the taste.

 

-Go to paragraph 068.

               

068

                The thought had struck him and he acted quickly upon it.  Sliding his hot, slimy tongue under and up Takato’s shirt he began to slowly lift it off.  Takato moaned heavily in pleasure as he felt the warm slide coat his naked chest and ooze over his exposed back.  He wiggled and rotated his body, preparing for even more to come.

 

                -Go to paragraph 069.

 

069

                Chest and back fully exposed, Guilmon began to contract and retracted his throat muscles, forced the slime-coated walls in upon Takato.  Stifling his cries from the outside world he closed his mouth, introducing Takato to a world of hot, slimy darkness.  Inside, he could feel Takato struggle against him, trying to crawl out of his throat.  He could feel the young Tamer’s toes wiggle against his stomach wall, tickling him, forcing giggles that he managed to suppress only by lying down on his stomach.

                And then he let his digestive enzymes flow.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon fully swallow Takato, go to paragraph 070.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon spit Takato back up, go to paragraph 071.

 

070

                They were only hot enough to melt away his clothes.  But even then he could still feel Takato crying out in shock and disgust.  Takato, who wanted to be swallowed in the first place, could never have imagined that it would ever feel like something such as this.  His pores felt as if they were exploding pleasure and his body was racked by pleasurable spasms.  He felt his feet reach the bottom of the stomach and felt as they slid into the wall.  And then he realized he wasn’t going to be let back up.  Everything was so hot and slimy in the stomach, and he cried out in vain as he dropped fully into the stomach.

                He did put up a struggle and Guilmon watched it all from his vantage point.  Every time he saw Takato’s head or hands try and force their way out, pushing up his skin in their very shape as they did so, he giggled.  He loved it all and had decided he would keep it that way for a long time to come.  By that time, maybe Takato would become something entirely different from the digestion process.  ‘What possibilities’ was all Guilmon could think of.

 

                -Ending B1

 

071

                Only wanting to scare Takato, he simply allowed the thick slime of his digestive enzymes to only be strong enough to melt the clothing.  And it all did melt, dripping down into his stomach.  Takato could feel the hot slime of Guilmon’s throat against his fully exposed body and he struggled violently against the sensation.  Unbeknownst to Guilmon, he was crying and screaming to be free.  But Guilmon heard not a word.  When all struggling had finally ceased, he opened his mouth and spit him out. 

               

 

 

Not a sound came from the body, though Guilmon could see the chest rise and fall, taking in air.  He breathed a sigh of relief and curled up against Takato, slowly caressing his body.

                He too, soon fell asleep.

               

                -Ending B2

 

072

                “Takato . . .you look so tempting . . .they way you are . . .but your body . . .” whispered Guilmon softly, more to himself than to Takato.

                “G-Guilmon . . .please . . .let me go . . .” Tears streamed from his eyes as he spoke.

                “Takato . . .I’m sorry . . .I can’t . . .I must – I need!” His eyes glazed over and squinted.  A growl poured out of his mouth and he became savage in appearance. 

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon grab Takato’s hands, go to paragraph 087.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon grab Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 088.

 

073

                “You’re so weak Takato!   You know I bet I could just about—“ The idea struck him and he acted on pure impulse.  His eyes glazed over and squinted.  A growl poured out of his mouth and he became savage in appearance. 

                “G-Guilmon!  Guilmon stop!  Stop it!  You’re scaring me!” screamed Takato, tears issuing forth from his eyes.  But the growling continued, and with the swipe of a claw Takato’s sneakers were laying next to him and his socks were shoved into his mouth to prevent him from crying out any further. 

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 074.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s heels, go to paragraph 075.

 

074

                His eyes closed and he whimpered as Guilmon’s tongue caressed the edges of his soft, sensitive soles.  It slid its way up the center of both soles, swirling around them as much as possible, forcing small cries to work their way out of Takato’s sock-stuffed mouth. 

                Guilmon watched every reaction that Takato gave, hoping to find either something he really loved or was really disgusted with.  Here, he could only find a small hint of a liking further on.  But it loomed with disgust and Guilmon decided it was best to change direction, hoping to find the best or the worst possible means to have a bit of fun with his partner.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s heels, go to paragraph 075.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon start licking Takato’s toes, go to paragraph 077.

 

075

                And so, he went directly to the heel and began to lick it furiously like one would lick a lollipop.  He watched as Takato wiggled his feet and was fascinated when he wiggled and clenched his toes. Guilmon was going at his ankles in a mad frenzy now, making Takato attempt to jerk his feet wildly about – but a clawed hand held him in place.

It seemed as if Guilmon was closer to finding something that he liked to do. 

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 074.

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon suck Takato’s heels, go to paragraph 076.

 

 

 

 

076

                His mouth enveloped them and he began to suck as hard as possible on each one at a time.  Takato was crying and, though muffled, it was still very loud.  And the more he cried, the harder Guilmon sucked – as if it was almost a punishment he was handing him for giving any type of resistance.

                But Guilmon wouldn’t be stopping anytime soon – he was close.  He could feel it.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 074.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s heels, go to paragraph 075.

 

077

                Toes were next in the lineup and Guilmon felt that this was the best possible choice to follow as search continued.  He pressed his nose close and pulled upward, sticking his tongue out so that it would run from the base to the tips of each and every toe.  Takato shivered and he wiggled his toes a bit – for the sensations were just too much for him to bear – and Guilmon smiled as he began to realize this may be the spot the offered the best of the very best. 

                His tongue slid between his toes and Takato cried out, losing one of the socks in his mouth.  The newly created space allowed Guilmon to hear his moaning that formed the based of his crying.  There was at least some pleasure for him.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick between his toes even more, go to paragraph 078.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon suck on Takato’s toes, go to paragraph 079.

 

078

                Continuing his assault, Guilmon rammed his tongue back between the toes again and again, ramming them over and over, listening to the screaming coming from Takato’s mouth.  The moaning was gone entirely – there was no more pleasure for Takato in the matter.  Nor would there ever be any more of a chance.

 

                -Go to paragraph 079.

 

079

                Guilmon’s tongue ensnared the wiggled toes and he pulled them into his mouth sucking on each one as hard as he possibly could as they entered.  Between cries of disgust, Takato would call out ‘Guilmon, stop!’ or even just ‘Stop!’ if he couldn’t expend the needed energy to throw in a name.  There was no enjoyment for Takato – he was fully repulsed by the course of Guilmon’s actions.  He thought he could trust him and that he would at least be gentle with him.

               

                He had forgotten that Guilmon had a ravenous appetite.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 074.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon engulf Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 080.

 

080

                He wanted so much more – and he was determined to get it whether Takato wanted it or not.  And by now, Guilmon knew Takato wanted nothing of it at all.  Maybe that was what caused so much attraction, aroused him, and gave him all the more pleasure?  One thing was for certain: Guilmon wouldn’t be stopping anytime soon.

                Guilmon slid his tongue over both feet, coating them in was warm, thick saliva and he pulled them toward his mouth.  Takato, no longer screaming and now fully aware, began to yell out, ‘No!  No!  No, Guilmon, no!  Please Guilmon!  No—‘ But his voice trailed off as his feet slid into the hot mouth. 

Screaming ensued.

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon pump Takato’s feet in and out, go to paragraph 081.

 

-If you wish to have Guilmon swirl his tongue around Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 082.

 

081

                In and out his feet were pumped mercilessly.  Takato was crying constantly, save for the screams that tore through every so often.  Guilmon wasn’t sparing him from any agony as he sucked as hard as he could.  While he was thoroughly enjoying everything, Takato obviously was not.  But the sucking still continued. And every scream that Guilmon heard, he sucked even harder than before.

                To Takato it seemed as if his feet were going to be sucked out from their sockets.  But there was a strange feeling of pleasure in it all.  It somehow felt good.  But no matter how it felt he was unable to be anything more than repulsed.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon swirl his tongue around Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 082.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon spit Takato’s feet out, go to paragraph 083.

 

082

                With Takato’s feet fully in his mouth, Guilmon began to swirl his tongue around those soft and delicious soles.  He ran it along the grooves of the toes, along their base, down the sole and over the heel and back again, all while swirling.  Takato was struggling madly to free himself but there was no release.

 

                -Go to paragraph 081.

 

083

                Finally giving Takato a bit of relief, he spit out a foot.  Looking at it, Guilmon studied the way the toes were wiggling and was surprised to see them quickly clench and spread themselves wide repeatedly.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon investigate further, go to paragraph 084.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon slide the foot back in, go to paragraph 085.

 

084

                He brought Takato’s foot close to his face and began to look at it thoroughly.  Something seemed very strange and he had begun to notice Takato’s moaning was in the same rhythm as the spreading and clenching of his toes.  Realizing what was happening, Guilmon needed to act fast.

 

                -Go to paragraph 085.

 

085

                Takato’s foot slid quickly back into his mouth.  His timing seemed perfect – he found what he was searching for and was about to have it.  Guilmon began to suck rapidly as he felt the feet change in his mouth.  The taste was altering, the texture was different, and they felt different.  They seemed pointy and he could no longer feel all five toes.  It was all so different, and yet quite familiar.

 

                -Go to paragraph 086.

 

086

                Guilmon released Takato from his grip and backed off.  Out came Takato’s feet.     Yet they weren’t his feet – they were Guilmon’s.  He stared.  Maybe it was just a bad dream.  He wiggled his toes.

 

                And passed out.

 

                -Ending C1

               

                A Fanfiction Coming Soon: Takato must survive a day in his life before they return to normal (Comedy).

               

087

                Grabbing Takato’s hands, Guilmon began to lick them furiously, coating them in his hot saliva.  Takato, crying out, wiggled his fingers frantically.  But they wouldn’t move – they were stuck to each other!  Looking down to see he brought his hands slowly away from Guilmon’s mouth, shaking in fear, and screamed in horror at the sight he beheld.

                The saliva had solidified into a single mass on each hand, looking very similar to Guilmon’s paws.  He watched as three bubbles formed on ends, pushing up the reddish skin ever so slightly.  And then the pain hit him.  Takato wanted to clench his hands to make it stop – but how could he clench them without any fingers?

                He screamed and rolled about on the floor, sliding his paining paws across hard surface.  Then he brought them into his view once more, steadying himself as he gritted his teeth, taking the pain.  With a sickening rip, the bubbles burst, a claw tearing upward from underneath each one.

                His hands hit the floor and he began to cry.  But Guilmon gave him no rest as he licked up his arms, causing the muscles to bulge and the skin to turn red.  All Takato could do was let it happen and cry.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s neck, go to paragraph 089.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s chest, go to paragraph 090.

 

088

                Grabbing Takato’s foot, Guilmon stared at it intently, thinking ‘This is the best part,’ and a wicked smile crept across his face.  Takato’s feet struggled in his grip, not wanting what was going to come next.  But Guilmon went ahead anyway.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon take on Takato’s ankle, go to paragraph 096.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon take on Takato’s heel, go to paragraph 097.

 

089

                Moving up to his neck, Takato could feel the hot saliva melding with his own skin, changing it’s color and texture, and building the neck larger in diameter as Guilmon circled around it with his tongue.  Trying to cry out, Takato found that only guttural noises would pass through his lips.  The saliva had somehow seeped through his pores, altering all that was inside.  He found his voice to be scratchier and nearly savage in form.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon move on to Takato’s face, go to paragraph 093.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon move on to Takato’s back, go to paragraph 094.

 

090

                Guilmon’s tongue slid across Takato’s chest, coating it in his thick, hot saliva, quickly changing the color of his skin.  It was no longer painful form him – the saliva, as it entered his pores, seemed to arouse each individual one, making them scream with pleasure.  It drove him into a maddened frenzy of screaming at first, but now he was howling in pleasure.  No longer did he mind what changes were taking place as he watched them.

                He moaned softly as he watched his chest fade to a pure white and become bordered with red.  And his moaning only increased as his skin smoothed out to an unnatural degree.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon grab Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 088.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon start licking Takato’s stomach, go to paragraph 091.

 

091

                His skin screamed in pleasure as Guilmon’s tongue drove around his stomach.  He moved his paws around on the newly forming skin and moaned softly, taking in as many pleasures as he could.  And then he suddenly became afraid of what Guilmon might do next – or rather where he might go next if he continued to descend.  Takato struggled in panic, trying to lift himself off the floor – but when the new skin of his stomach pressed close as he leaned forward, it sent a shock of extreme pleasure down his spine and he immediately fell back, taking it all in.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon start on Takato’s legs, go to paragraph 092.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon move on to Takato’s back, go to paragraph 094.

 

092

                Guilmon descended quickly to his legs, leaving Takato’s most precious area untouched.  He had considered it, but decided it might be too much for the Tamer to bear.  It would only take a bit more before the transformation fully took effect and happened on its own.  No longer would his tongue be needed.  But he wanted to savor as much as he possibly could before that happened.

                The saliva coated his legs, making him wiggle them excitedly while he cried out in pleasure.  Slowly they turned red and became sensitively smooth.  Guilmon ran the tip of a claw across them and that alone sent Takato into a laughing fit that lasted for several minutes.  Soon after it had ended, his muscles bulged, expanding, and the tearing of sinew could be heard throughout the room.  But pleasure far outweighed the pain, which now seemed nonexistent.  Guilmon, seeing Takato’s unbelievable enjoyment continued his descent.

And then Takato realized where he was going next.

 

                -Go to paragraph 088.

 

093

                As Guilmon’s tongue bathed his face in its slimy warm, Takato cried out in pleasure.  He could feel his pores pulsing, his skin turning red and smoothing out.  He could feel the skin around his eyes tighten, and could feel his hair slowly shrink into his scalp. 

                And then a moment of passion occurred.  Takato had been waiting for this since he and Guilmon had first met and became partners.  Guilmon began to kiss him.  But it was very different – Takato was transforming still.  His eyes bulging wide and he began to protest and struggle to be freed as he felt Guilmon start to suck on his tongue.  It began to transform, growing thicker, slimy, coated with a disgusting film that was unpleasant to taste.  And then it was choking him.

                But Guilmon continued onward as if nothing was happening.  He let go of Takato’s tongue and forced his past it and down his throat, opening an airway.  He then he began to retch, slowly spitting thick clumps of unnaturally hot slime into Takato’s mouth.  Poor Takato was forced to swallow them and he felt them burn his innards, liquefying them to a similar state.  But it didn’t hurt – it felt somewhat good and he began to relax, keeping an eye on his stomach, which was slowly being filled up.

                And the Guilmon stopped and pulled out of his mouth.  Takato was panting, his tongue hanging out, dripping its hot goo.  Immediately, pain gripped his face, forcing him to crane his neck and cry out, screaming.  His bones snapped and cracked in his face – they were reforming.  He could feel his teeth sharpen and tear out from his gums as they lengthened and thickened.  A pain rippled across his nose and, with a loud crack, his nose pushed outward, taking his mouth with it and formed a snout. 

                He was crying now, trying to get a grip on the happenings around him.  He felt his ears grown in size and change in shape and location, and felt his eyes change into something of a Digimon’s.  Everything had changed in his senses: sight, touch, taste, and smell; all just from his facial area.  When the cheeks finally had pushed outwards into their new design, he knew the transformation of his face was complete – but there was still more left.

 

                -Go to paragraph 088.

 

094

                His moaning became even louder as he felt Guilmon’s tongue slide across his should blades, changing the skin and expanding his muscles.  So far he was enjoying this and even began to wonder how new things would be to him as a Guilmon.  He imagined sneaking about the house, trying to eat, sleep and even play a game as simple as catch with Guilmon.  Could he even trick Lee or Ruki into thinking he was the one and the only, the real Guilmon?

                He smiled and moaned softly at the prospects.  Maybe he would even become someone else’s Digimon partner.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon grab Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 088.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon continue to his tailbone, go to paragraph 095.

 

095

                Feeling Guilmon’s tongue reach the base of his spine, Takato braced himself for what was going to happen next.  He felt a large bubbled slowly form, just as he thought – but what happened next surprised him, and he cried out in agony.  The bubble popped and out grew a large, thick tail, tearing bones and muscle along with it, connected it with the rest of his body.  He could feel it stretch and stretch and stretch, lengthening his muscles.

                Seeing Takato cry Guilmon began to stroke his chest in hopes of comforting the young Tamer.  But still, he did not stop the process that he started.

                -If you wish to have Guilmon grab Takato’s feet, go to paragraph 088.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon move on to Takato’s face, go to paragraph 093.

 

096

                Attempting to tease him with future comings, Guilmon decided to start with his ankles.  Curling his tongue about them, they soon began to swell and turn red.  Takato moaned and wiggled his feet.  It was different.  Although it felt good, he didn’t want any part of his feet being altered in any way.  He liked them they way they were.  But Guilmon had other thoughts and other plans.

 

                -Go to paragraph 097.

 

097

                Guilmon decided to stop licking for a change and wanted something different.  Surprising Takato just enough to make him cry out, he began to suck very hard on his heels, starting with the left foot and continued until they had both transformed.  They widened at first, and then the skin changed over.  The muscles extended and grew.  But his bones did as well, causing Takato to cry out and wiggle his toes in a mixture of agony and pleasure.  Then, with a loud crack, the back claw tore threw the surface.  Takato’s eyes bulged wide both times it had happened.  And both times he cried out.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon work on Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 098.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon move on to his toes, go to paragraph 099.

 

098

                The pleasure really hit him and he cried out as Guilmon’s tongue slid up along the soles, turning his already soft, already sensitive soles into far more.  The muscles contorted, widening his feet, and those near his heels pulled tight, giving him an unnatural – yet very natural for a Guilmon – arch. 

                But all pleasure left in Takato stopped when he realized what Guilmon’s next destination would be.

 

                -Go to paragraph 099. 

 

099

                Kicking his feet, or at least trying to, Takato struggled to free himself.  But Guilmon was too strong for him and wasn’t about to let him slip through.  He made his move immediately and without mercy.  Guilmon started by licking his toes, forcing pleasure to weave it into Takato’s disgust.  His skin smoothed out and changed color, but the transformation stopped there - Guilmon liked how well the heel had gone and decided to try it here as well.

                Both feet were done in the same way: he first curled his tongue around the three smallest toes and began to suck on them as hard as he possibly could.  He ignored Takato’s screaming and attempts at freedom.  Rather, he listened to the bones crunch as they twisted and reshaped.  When he pulled out, a single toe emerged, rather than the initial three.  Takato, seeing the change screamed in absolute horror at what was being done to his precious feet.

                Guilmon ignored all of Takato’s reactions and continued on his way until both feet were fully transformed.  At that time, and only that time did Guilmon let Takato go.  He slumped to the floor crying as he checked over his body, slowly realizing that it wasn’t going to be as fun as he had expected it to be. 

                And then the final transformations struck him.  He was racked by jolts of pain, as he fully became a Guilmon.  He continued to stare at his new body long after it had finished and he continued to cry even when he felt Guilmon try to comfort him. 

Suddenly, he felt betrayed.  He could feel a warmth begin to grow around Guilmon waist.  And he felt it around his own waist.  Something had popped into his mind and everything quickly began to make sense.  His head swam and he felt nauseous.  Guilmon gripped him tighter and the warmth became hot.

 

Guilmon was in heat.

 

                -Ending C2                           

 

100

                Seeing Takato cry, Guilmon bowed his head in shame and said, ‘Takato . . .’ and climbed onto the bed to sit next to Takato.  And that’s when he struck.  Takato stopped crying, shot forward and, grabbing Guilmon, and threw him down on his back.  Using the bed sheets, Takato managed to tie him down spread eagle – Guilmon was too shocked, and was on the verge of tears, to react and fight back.

                Takato had him right where he wanted him.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide off his sneakers, go to paragraph 102.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato make Guilmon smell Lee’s socks, go to paragraph 103.

 

101

                Seeing Takato cry, Guilmon got onto the bed and hugging.  But Takato had already stopped crying and a huge, wicked smile had spread across his face.  Being sly, he began to fake crying and asked, ‘G-G-Guilm-mon—Can you—just l-lay d-down for a min—ute?  Guilmon fell for it, thinking Takato was horribly upset.  So he laid himself down on the bed.

                And that’s when he struck.  Takato stopped crying, shot forward and, grabbing Guilmon, and threw him down on his back.  Using the bed sheets, Takato managed to tie him down spread eagle – Guilmon was too shocked, and was on the verge of tears, to react and fight back.

                Takato had him right where he wanted him.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide off his sneakers, go to paragraph 102.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato make Guilmon smell Lee’s socks, go to paragraph 103.

 

102

                Takato laughed and straddled his partner’s head with his feet.  Pressing his heels into the bed, he quickly pulled off his sneakers.  He watched Guilmon struggle wildly in the sheets, trying to free himself of the awful smell.  But Takato wouldn’t let that happen, not at all.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato press his feet against Guilmon’s face, go to paragraph 105.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato make Guilmon smell his sneakers, go to paragraph 106.

               

 

 

 

103

                Leaning forward, Takato grabbed Lee’s nearby socks and pressed them against Guilmon’s nostrils, forcing his partner to take in his best friend’s scent.  Guilmon snorted in response and choked on the air that poured in through his lungs. 

‘They smell so bad!’ Guilmon thought to himself.  ‘How can a human possibly smell—” But he was cut off in mid thought as Takato pushed his hand hard against his face, pried open his mouth and shoved the gym socks in.

The taste filled Guilmon’s mouth and made him retch in disgust – but Takato held his hand close against his mouth, preventing them from falling out.  Panicking and not knowing how to put an end to the torture, Guilmon swallowed the socks.  And Takato, seeing this decided to pursue such an avenue of torture.

                -If you wish to have Takato slide off his sneakers, go to paragraph 102.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato dump the contents of his duffel bag, go to paragraph 104.

 

104

                Takato’s wicked smile opened up and he began to laugh at the thought of what he was going to do next.  It scared Guilmon, the way he laughed, the way he acted.  It was as if he was fixed on only one thing.

                Guilmon watched as Takato raised the duffel bag over his chest and flipped it over, opening it up.  He screamed as socks poured out all over him, the smells burning his nostrils and making him gag.  It was a complete mixture from various sources – it had to be, there was no way only Takato’s socks could ever smell this horribly – and he began to identify each on.  Takato’s were easy to spot, for they were the grayed-out white ones.  Lee’s were the only black ones present.  But there was one more pair that he couldn’t recognize just yet.  They were pure white and carried a different scent to them. Ruki’s!  How had he gotten hold of those socks?  Maybe from Renamon?  Guilmon knew that Renamon had something going on with Ruki – something deep and intricate.  But he would have never guessed something like this.

                The very next thing he knew, for he was starting to black out from the awful smells, was Takato clearing off his body and putting all the socks back into the bag.  He thought he could hear his partner saying, ‘I’m worse.  Better.  You’ll . . .’ but the rest faded away.

                When he finally came to, Takato was hanging overhead, waiting to go even further.

 

                -Go to paragraph 102.

 

105

                He pressed his feet close against Guilmon’s face, allowing him to feel the heat, take in the smell, and enjoy the view.  But Guilmon was fully disgusted and was retching horribly, trying to push away from the awful smell.  Takato began to wiggle his socked toes, teasing Guilmon’s nose as he slid his toes around the flaring nostrils.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato wiggle his feet, go to paragraph 107.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato catch his socks on Guilmon’s teeth, go to paragraph 108.

 

106

                Takato pushed his sneakers against Guilmon’s mouth, making him smell only a fraction of what’s to come.  In reaction, he choked, gagged, and tried to direct his snout away from the sneaker being forced into his face.  When he steadied, giving in, Takato slid one directly over his snout.  It was such a solid fit that even Guilmon, with all his strength cooped up in his neck muscles, was unable to fling it off as he jerked his head wildly about.

                It was sometime before Takato himself, managed to remove it.

 

                -Go to paragraph 105.

 

 

 

 

107

                Takato wiggled his socked feet some more in front of Guilmon’s face, forcing even more of the odor into him.  He was retching horribly now, and struggled in vain to try and free himself.  Seeing his partner like this, Takato began to laugh and he continued to have his fun.

                He pressed his feet against Guilmon’s face and began to slide them in gentle circles all over.  Guilmon was crying out in protest and tears streamed from his eyes.  But Takato was being insensitive and was stuck on overdrive.  All he wanted was more. 

 

                -If you wish to have Takato catch his socks on Guilmon’s teeth, go to paragraph 108.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide his socked feet into Guilmon’s mouth, go to paragraph 109.

 

108

                Prying open Guilmon’s mouth with his toes, Takato slid his feet forward ever so slightly, but just enough to snare his socks on a few teeth.  Guilmon was breathing heavy now and was terrified of what was happening.  He wanted to cry out but was afraid Takato might slide his feet across his sensitive tongue.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide his socked feet into Guilmon’s mouth, go to paragraph 109.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide off his socks, go to paragraph 110.

               

109

                Guilmon could no longer contain himself and cried out in protest.  And it happened, as he feared it would.  Takato, upset, drove his socked soles across Guilmon’s tongue and circled them around.  Hi tongue was wiggling about in a frantic mode of escape, and Guilmon was retched uncontrollably.  Even Takato began to fear that his partner might end up drenching him in vomit.  But he decided it was best to forget it and just continue.

 

                -Go to paragraph 111.

 

110

                Pulling his feet back, his socks slid off and were left sitting on Guilmon’s tongue.  He cringed at the taste and began to cry.  Takato, feeling a bit of pity for his Digimon partner, waved his feet in front of Guilmon’s face, hoping to please him with such an extraordinary sight.  But he only continued to cry.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato rub his feet against Guilmon’s face, go to paragraph 112.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato take his socks out of Guilmon’s mouth, got o paragraph 113.

 

111

                Catching his socked feet on some of Guilmon’s teeth, Takato slid off his socks and let them land on the sensitive tongue.  Guilmon cringed in disgust.  But Takato insisted on making things worse.  Reaching out, he put his hands forward into his mouth and began to rub the socks all over Guilmon’s tongue.  Not only was he crying, Guilmon was also retching uncontrollably, trying to get the socks out from his mouth.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato rub his feet against Guilmon’s face, go to paragraph 112.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato take his socks out of Guilmon’s mouth, go to paragraph 113.

 

112

                Upset at his reaction, Takato pushed both naked feet against Guilmon’s face, rubbing them around, making him smell the soles and in-between his precious toes.  He was gagging from it all.  He wanted to vomit.  But somewhere, somewhere deep inside he liked it and wished it would never stop.  And Takato’s pace didn’t give a hint that it ever would.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato take his socks out of Guilmon’s mouth, go to paragraph 113.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato take out his socks with his feet, go to paragraph 114.

 

113

                Actually feeling a bit sympathetic for Guilmon, Takato removed his socks slowly from his mouth.  Seeing them land on the bed, Guilmon shivered and began to cry.  Takato held him tight in a warm embrace and began to smile.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s toes, go to paragraph 115.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 116.

 

114

                Takato was loving it all and the next thing he knew, he was reaching his feet into Guilmon’s mouth, careful not to settle on any area or touch the tongue, and he clamped his toes around his wet socks.  He pulled his feet forward, treasure in toes, and let them drop to the bed.  Guilmon, sweating uncomfortably was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s toes, go to paragraph 115.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 116.

 

115

                Resuming with little delay, Takato pressed his feet against Guilmon’s face and commanded, ‘Lick my toes!’  What could Guilmon say or do?  He was tied up and unable to move save for struggling which Takato seemed to derive pleasure from.  So he did as was told. 

                He cringed as his tongue ran across the succulent, wiggling digits and he retched each and every time he passed between them.  It was very disgusting.  But he could he Takato’s heavy moans and howls of pleasure.  If his Tamer was happy . . .

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 116.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato slide his feet into Guilmon’s mouth, go to paragraph 118.

 

116

                Soon after, Takato said to Guilmon, ‘Lick my soles for me – they’re not clean.’  Guilmon began to cry but quickly did as he was told.  He even tried to smile as he saw Takato taking pleasure, but the taste was too disgusting to even be able to lift the corners of his mouth.  Takato’s toes were clenching and spreading just above him, fanning their stink into his nostrils, burning them in their horrid odor.

                But Takato was happy – and as long as he was Guilmon decided it would be best to continue.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s toes, go to paragraph 115.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s heels, go to paragraph 117.

 

117

                He moved on to the heels, caressing him with his tongue as Takato continued his string of demands.  His feet bucked as the tongue slid across them, Guilmon’s hot saliva warming his skin.  Takato was going nuts, basking in all the pleasures Guilmon was bringing him.

               

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s toes, go to paragraph 115.

 

                -If you wish to have Guilmon lick Takato’s soles, go to paragraph 116.

 

 

118

                Without giving any warning Takato slid his feet straight into Guilmon’s mouth, but reached forward and held his snout closed so that he was unable to cry out.  So all poor Guilmon could do was gag from the awful taste.  And then he realized how smooth Takato’s feet were and how sensitive they must be.  H had quickly come to realize why Takato was really doing all this.  And he was horrified.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato pump his feet in and out, go to paragraph 119.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato wiggle his feet, go to paragraph 120.

 

119

                Takato, on his stomach, began to slide himself back and forth on the bed sheets, pumping his feet in and out of Guilmon’s mouth.  Taking it all in, Guilmon was crying and no longer struggled to free himself.  He watched in horror as his Digimon partner began to pleasure himself and his feet.

                And then it happened.  Pushed to the limit, Guilmon began to glow.

 

                When the light faded, Growmon towered above Takato, free of his bonds and breathing heavily.  It was time for sweet revenge.  Knocking Takato over onto the bed, he swiped a single claw across his chest, removing all the boy’s clothing save for his boxers.  Takato backed away, terrified and tried to cover himself.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon grab Takato, go to paragraph 121.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon stomp Takato, go to paragraph 122.

 

120

                Takato began to wiggle his body in synchronization with the wiggling of his feet inside Guilmon’s mouth.  Guilmon just let it all happen, he was crying heavily now and wanted it all to end.  His tearful eyes glanced back to Takato and he screamed when he saw what he was doing to himself.

 

And then it happened.  Pushed to the limit, Guilmon began to glow.

 

                When the light faded, Growmon towered above Takato, free of his bonds and breathing heavily.  It was time for sweet revenge.  Knocking Takato over onto the bed, he swiped a single claw across his chest, removing all the boy’s clothing save for his boxers.  Takato backed away, terrified and tried to cover himself.

 

-If you wish to have Growmon grab Takato, go to paragraph 121.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon stomp Takato, go to paragraph 122.

 

121

                Growmon thrust a hand out toward Takato and pinned him to the bed.  He watched as the boy trembled in fear, wondering how Growmon would exact his revenge.  The claws holding him down tightened around his body and he was lifted into the air. 

                He could feel the hot air blowing out rhythmically from Growmon’s nostrils as he was brought close to his face.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon press Takato against his mouth, go to paragraph 123.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon lick Takato, go to paragraph 124.   

 

122

                Without hesitation, Growmon brought his large, smelly foot down upon the nearly naked Takato.  He could feel the warmth of the sole against his exposed skin, and the hot stink of the toes nauseated him.  Through his cries, he retched often and struggled in desperation of freedom.  But Growmon wasn’t about to give him up.

                He pressed down harder, pushing Takato’s body deeper into the bed and allowed the soft, smooth skin of his sole envelop the boy.  Takato was stuck like a thorn in Growmon’s sole.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato rub Growmon’s sole, go to paragraph 126.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon wiggle his foot, go to paragraph 130.

 

123

                Takato quaked in fear as he moved closer and closer to the hot, slimy pit that was Growmon’s mouth.  He felt the hot air from the nostrils blow over his chest and he shivered.  Finally he had reached the mouth and Growmon pushed him up against it, rubbing his lips all over his small, soft chest.  He closed his eyes and moaned softly.  Takato, on the other hand, only cried.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon put him down, go to paragraph 125.

 

-If you wish to have Growmon slide him into his mouth, go to paragraph 127.

 

124

                Holding him close to his face, Growmon let his hot tongue taste the boy, coating his body in its thick, hot saliva.  Takato screamed out and began to struggle in the merciless grip.  His pores screamed in pleasure from the slimy saliva as it entered them. 

                Growmon quickly moved on.

 

                -Go to paragraph 123.

 

125

                Growmon let Takato fall to the bed and steadied himself, lifting his leg up to his waist.  Opening his eyes, Takato saw it hovering slowly above him.  He screamed as loud as he possibly could.  And down it came.

 

                -Go to paragraph 122.

 

126

                With Takato trapped beneath his foot, Growmon decided to attempt something.  He opened his mouth and, in a commanding tone, said, ‘Rub!’ and issued a growl as emphasis.  Takato lay without moving, needing further prompting.  And so Growmon gave it to him by wiggling his foot, grinding him deeper in the sheets until he cried out.

                Immediately after the cry Growmon could feel Takato’s small hands and fingers begin to caress his soles, working their way around the edges and between the toes – the only parts accessible to him.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon grab Takato, go to paragraph 121.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Growmon’s sole, go to paragraph 128.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Growmon’s toes, go to paragraph 129.

 

127

                Growmon’s shot his mouth open and his tongue slid across Takato’s body, wrapping it in its slimy warmth.  He pulled him inwards, sliding him in very slowly, letting his hot saliva work on the boy’s pores.  Takato was screaming in a mixture of pleasure and horror as he went deeper and deeper. 

                Darkness.

                He was fully inside and Growmon had closed his mouth completely.  This was the end – there was no escape.

               

                -If you wish to have Growmon suck on him, go to paragraph 131.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon roll him around in his mouth, go to paragraph 132.

 

128

                As Takato’s small tongue caressed his overly large sole, Growmon giggled and soon fell into laughter.  Too bad it was only on the edges of his foot – he didn’t want to risk Takato’s escape.  There’d be no chance of escape for him now. 

                Takato felt sick as his tongue touched the skin of Growmon’s foot.  It was so awful that he fell into periods of retching that stretched for what seemed like hours to him.  The smell was burning his nose and his lungs – he wouldn’t be able to keep it up much longer.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon grab Takato, go to paragraph 121.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Growmon’s toes, go to paragraph 129.

 

129

                Growmon spread his feet wide for Takato’s probing tongue.  He scraped it up along the bottom of each toe, causing Growmon to shiver and giggle in pleasure.  Takato brought his tongue along the inside of each toe, cleaning any scum that happened to catch it self there.  Between the toes themselves, in the gentle curve, his tongue slid an inch into grime.  What else could he do but clean it up?  He feared that Growmon would squeeze his toes on his head.

                And up the slime went, into his mouth and down his throat.  He could feel his stomach burn and he began to retch violently.  He knew he had to continue on and finish.  He still had another space and two toes left.

                But it took him hours to do.

 

                -Go to paragraph 121.       

 

130

                Growmon spread his toes wide and pushed downward once more, managing to grip Takato’s face between to of his toes.  He laughed and began to wiggle them furiously, watching Takato’s face contort in agony as he was forced to endure such awful odors.

                Takato was retching uncontrollably and could barely breath – the odor between the toes was so thick and so awful, that it choked him and felt hot and heavy in his lungs.  Every time he would try to cry out, the odor alone would gag him, stifling any sound.  If he even dared to open his mouth, the smell would collect on his tongue and he knew he wouldn’t be able to handle it.  He cried and waited for it all to end.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon grab Takato, go to paragraph 121.

               

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Growmon’s sole, go to paragraph 128.

 

                -If you wish to have Takato lick Growmon’s toes, go to paragraph 129.

 

131

                Growmon opened his mouth and forced Takato halfway out with his tongue.  He began to suck on him, slowly at first until it seemed to give neither any more pleasure.  So he went as harder and as fast as he possibly could without hurting Takato, who was screaming – more in pleasure than in pain.  And soon Takato felt as if he was going to somehow erupt – he began to cry.

                Growmon took him back into his mouth and the tears were no longer shed.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon roll Takato around in his mouth, go to paragraph 132.

               

                -If you wish to have Growmon swallow Takato, go to paragraph 133.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon play with Takato’s feet a bit, go to paragraph 134.

 

132

                Inside his mouth, Takato was screaming.  Growmon was viscously attacking him with his tongue, sliding it all over and pushing it into nearly every orifice in his body.  When it entered his own mouth, it was so awful that he nearly vomited – but he was only able to retch and gag.  Growmon knew what he was doing and knew where he was heading.  He brought the tip of his tongue and began to lick Takato’s sensitive soles, turning the boy’s screaming into heavy laughter. 

                Takato squirmed in his prison, feet being lick pleasurably, but he wanted escape.  He wanted to be free of this nightmare.

               

                -If you wish to have Growmon swallow Takato, go to paragraph 133.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon play with Takato’s feet a bit, go to paragraph 134.

 

133

                Takato cried out in horror as Growmon began to swallow him, pulling him down his throat, pumping his muscles around him as he slid downward.  Takato was constantly screaming as pleasure wracked his body.  His pores were screaming out and his soles were convulsing. 

                As he slowly passed out of the throat and into the stomach chamber, he could feel the space give way below him into an empty space filled only with extremely hot air.  If his pores were clear, he would be sweating profusely.  Finally it all gave way to nothing and he feel to the chamber floor, landing in it’s very thick and viscous slime.  He cried out in terror as it gripped his body, swallowing him up.

 

                -Go to paragraph 135.

 

134

                Growmon used his tongue to twist Takato about in his mouth and push his feet out, allowing them to protrude slightly.  The toes were clenching and the feet were wiggling.  He needed to do something . . .something different . . .something . . .

                He reached his hand down and after moaning and grunting pulled it back up coated in a white slime.  He pasted it over Takato’s wiggling feet and allowed it to ooze between his toes.  The reaction Takato had shocked ever Growmon.

                Inside his mouth, he could feel Takato’s both convulsing and could hear him screaming.  Takato was bucking back and forth, scraping along Growmon’s tongue, trying to pull his feet back in.  And what was happening to his feet was horrible.  The toes remained spread – it was so excruciatingly pleasurably that any movement sent Takato into waves of screaming.  The white slime was so hot that it had begun to bubble up.  But it was also entering the pores, causing both feet to convulse rapidly.

                Growmon horrified at what was happening, quickly brought Takato back into his mouth and cleaned his feet. 

               

                -If you wish to have Growmon suck on him, go to paragraph 131.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon roll him around in his mouth, go to paragraph 132.

 

                -If you wish to have Growmon swallow Takato, go to paragraph 133.

 

135

                The slime wrapped itself around his body and began to enter his pores.  He began to scream but his mouth was soon filled.  He could feel it ooze through each and every orifice of his body, working its way through his insides.  There was no pain – only pure pleasure as he was slowly being ‘digested’.

                Growmon could feel his stomach rumbling and he decided it was just about the right time to let Takato go free.  He began to wonder what Takato would look like after his partial ‘digestion’.  Opening his mouth, he allowed his stomach to contract, pushing Takato up through his throat and out of his mouth. 

Takato hit the bed with a sickening plop.  His whole body was covered with slime that stretched its way deep into his body.  He gurgled, forcing air through his throat.  Growmon laughed and began to clean the slime from his body, being gentle, trying not to cause him to convulse in pleasure.  In a few hours, Takato would be back to normal and they could continue.

 

                -Ending D