Bestiality.

Herr Mullen sat at an unfamiliar desk; it was modern, had a glass rim circling above a curved blue base, and a laptop on one side of him. His chair had been designed ergonomically by people in an office, who knew best. The room was well lit by the glass wall that looked over a grey city, and the blue-shaded hanging lights that ran orderly across the room. The floor was white, and there was another glass wall at the end of the room, with a clear door that had a bar stretching diagonally across it. Through the wall, and white, dotted patterned door, you could see a collection of blond female drones at computers, passing back and forth files containing various pieces of paper, and girls talking sweetly into phones.
          "I don't like this." Herr Mullen rumbled, in a clean, grey travelling suit. "It's too modern. And what is this rubbish doing on my desk? Bloody computers. Bloody useless, I tell you."
          "I know you don't like it, Herr Mullen," Said Jyou, "But we'll be out of here soon enough."
          "I could be serious at home."
          "I know, but this enhances the effect. Makes you seem more serious. All that Victorian and Georgian furniture was too... old. People like modernisation. It's... swish."
          "Swish?"
          "Yeah, it's cool."
          "Bah. You're as bad as the sixties."
          "But before we get started, spell it for me."
          "Do I have to?"
          "Yes. Spell it."
          "I-T, there."
          "No, the other word. The only word you misspell."
          "Are you going to do this every time someone points out something wrong?"
          "Yes."
          "I hope you'll exclude the DHZ copy of Honey Cap. That had tons of spelling errors at the end. I rectified it before sending it onto the DaD, though."
          "Just spell the word, Herr Mullen."
          Herr Mullen sighed.
          "K-U-S-H-I-R-O."
          "Wrong! It's K-O-U-S-H-I-R-O."
          "Bah. If you're such a literary genius, why don't you write a lemon?"
          "Maybe I will, later. Come on, Herr Mullen. Do the disclaimer."
          "Fine. To the reader; all Digimon content belongs to Toei, and Fox Kids a-"
          "Ah!"
          Herr Mullen grumbled, and rattled on with the boring disclaimer Jyou had given him.
          "All seriousness is property of Herr Mullen, author. May contain scenes of sex between under aged people, and/or Digimon, which could be considered to be bestiality. Under 18s or 21s, depending on local law, cannot read this fiction. By reading this disclaimer, finding out about this story, reading any of the content of this story, including singular words such as "A" and "The", no matter where you read them, you agree to the following terms and conditions..."
          "No, Herr Mullen. That's crossed out, see?"
          "Oh, yes. How silly I was to miss the three strokes through that text. Silly me."
          "Onto the story, Herr Mullen."
          "Onto the story."

Another day.
          Looking over to that hat.
          Or those goggles.
          It all depended.
          Tailmon stretched. She licked her paw, and ran it behind her ear. Grooming is all too important to a cat.
          She got up, and stood bipedal. Yawning, she walked to the bathroom, and found it to be occupied.
          "Agumon!" she yelled through the door, "Could you hurry up in there?"
          "Alright, I'm just brushing my teeth, give me a jiffy..."
          Jiffy. Daisuke must've taught him another new word.
          God, those goggles were sexy.
          Tailmon shook her head. He's a human, she thought, I'm a Digimon. It'd never work. For a start, the height difference. We'd look silly at parties.
          She knew exactly where these feelings were coming from. Hikari was torn; Takeru or Daisuke? Tailmon's feelings for the two boys reflected Hikari's. It was an unfortunate part of their bond; it was so stressful to be having feelings for someone you knew couldn't love you. Maybe this was what Yamato felt like when he looked at Taichi.
          Taichi lumbered up to the bathroom, now, covered in just a towel around his waist. He banged on the door.
          "Agumon! You done yet?"
          "Hey!" said Tailmon "I was here first!"
          "I have school, I've got to go in a jiffy."
          Blast Daisuke and his British English. Why couldn't he just watch Anime like everyone else?
          "I have sharp claws and your important bits are easily accessible. Want to discuss this further?"

Hikari walked into Maths. She sat between Takeru and Daisuke at the back, and put her bag, which was larger than any normal student needed, under her desk. Tailmon climbed out, and sat with Veemon and Patamon. They said "Hi," she said "Hi," then they sat on the floor in silence. Their partners had decided that their Digimon needed some kind of education in order to understand life in the real world, and so all three Digimon were under the table, supposedly listening to the maths teacher.
          She's just under this desk. She's got a direct look at my crotch if she wants. God, I'd love to have that feline mouth around my cock.
          Tailmon had a good look at both boys cocks, either side of her, both were hard, obviously, but Takeru had his hand over his, which occasionally squeezed himself.
          Damn, I'm horny right now. Both the guys I like, either side of me, and Tailmon aroused. She's probably eying up Patamon and Veemon.
          Tailmon tried to focus on the lesson, and not to stare t the boys enough for the other two to notice her attentions. A Digimon and a human, laughable. It'd be like a... Well, there isn't really a president Tailmon could compare to.
          And so, everyone sat, totally awkward.
          "Hikari," whispered Tailmon, "Hikari,"
          "Yeah?" Hikari whispered.
          "I need the bathroom."
          "I can't go now. I really need this. I'll get one of the guys to do it. Takeru?" she hissed. "Takeru?"
          "Yeah?"
          "Take Tailmon to the guy's room, could you?"
          "Okay, sure. Miss?"
          "What is it, Takeru?"
          "Can I go to the WC please?"
          Damn Daisuke's British English. It gets everywhere, thought Ms. Karobono.

Takeru waited aoutside the stall.
          Tailmon sat inside. What do I do? She thought. One of the first guys i like since Wizarmon, and I can't tell him how I feel.
          She sat for a minute.
          "Tailmon? Are you nearly done in there?"
          "Yeah, I'm done."
          She stepped outside, and looked up at Takeru.
          "So, why did you have such a big hard-on in class?"
          "What? You looked!"
          "Kind of hard not to."
          What to do? Shall I admit it? Shall I tell a cat I'm in love with it?
          "Well, er..."
          "Was it because of Hikari? She really likes you."
          "Me? What about Daisuke?"
          "Him too."
          "She told you that?"
          "She didn't need to, I felt it."
          "Through your bond? Does Hikari know?"
          "She just thinks it's obvious. The whole bond thing she thinks is irrelevant."
          "So, Patamon would know who I like?"
          "Yeah."
          "...You say you felt it? Like how?"
          "....I like the same guys she likes."
          Takeru's heart skipped two beats and a bit. "Me?"
          "Yeah. But I'm a Digimon, it'll never work..."
          "Tailmon, I've been hiding this for a while now, but I actually like... you."
          Tailmon's heart skipped two beats and a bit.
          "Me?"
          "Yeah."
          "Shut up. I'm a horny kitten who's claws will slice open my own vagina if I try to masturbate, and whose just repressed several months worth of sexual desire. I want sex, now."
          "Yes, ma'am!"
          Takeru took Tailmon into a cubicle and locked the door. He pulled down his shorts, revealing his most awful looking Y fronts.
          "Really?"
          "My mum makes me wear them."
          Tailmon cackled. "Ooh, my mummy made me wear them!" she taunted.
          "Do you want sex or not?"
          "Okay."
          Takeru continued on, and stripped off the rest of his clothes, except for his shoes and socks. Public bathrooms are too disgusting for that. He stood before Tailmon, with a throbbing erection waving at her. She purred, and waved at him to come closer. He thrust it out at her, and she opened her mouth. Her cat tongue ran over the underside, and she sucked on the head. She proceeded to move up and down the base of the cock, up and down, purring, and vibrating Takeru's rod. He moaned, and groaned, under the strain of it. Then he said "That's... enough..." Tailmon let him out of her mouth. He turned her 'round, and bent her over, and forced his erection into her damp area. Her hymen split, and Tailmon gave a yelp.

Hikari yelped, "Ow!"
          "Hikari?" asked Davis, "are you alright?"
          "I'm fine, Daisuke, I'm fine, I just felt, oooh, ohhh!"
          "Hikari?"

Tailmon gasped and panted, she shifted forward and back on Takeru's cock as she was thrust into. She moaned, as she felt a thirteen year old's full length inside her. Takeru grunted, as he paced in and out of Tailmon.
          Takeru felt the sensations in his cock raising, and he started to become more erratic. This does not mean, however, that he lost control. He took two fingers, and stuffed them into the other orifice facing him. Gatomon screamed a little, and her fur stood on end. She pushed herself back onto his hand and hips.
          "Takeru, Takeru!"
          "Ah, Tailmon, I'm going to...."
          Takeru fired a volley into Tailmon. He grunted, gasped and moaned as he came to full climax.
          Tailmon was disappointed. She was horny, unable to bring herself to orgasm, and desperate. She lifted herself off of Takeru, a thin line of fluids connecting both her and Takeru. She sat down on the toilet lid, and grabbed Takeru's head.
          "I'm not going to let you rest until I get my orgasm. Lick it out, human boy."
          Takeru lent down, and got a nostril full of cat sent. He darted his tongue in, then, moved slowly around the circumference. He then dived it down, and back out again. Then he found the clitoris, under a flap of skin. His hands started to rub Tailmon's nipples, of which there were plenty. He started tweaking them, much to Tailmon's delight. "Takeru! Takeru! Deeper!"
          Takeru sucked hard on the little nib, and nibbled a little. Tailmon went over the edge, and began to climax herself, several months of sexual frustration coming out in one huge orgasm.
          "That was... brilliant."

Hikari twisted in her seat. "Ahh, ahh, ahhh!" The entire class stared at her, as she climaxed in her seat. Her legs stretched and flailed, and stepped in the puddle of Patamon's ecstasy, and finally flopped back, her panties damper than they should be.
          There was silence in the room, until Ms. Karabono finally said; "Okay, Irrational equations..."


Author's Notes.

Not my favorate fiction at all. If you're going to vote on the DHZ, please don't base your vote on this. Goodness, no. See, this is what happens when I'm serious. At least I did the whole bond thing with Hikari. That was quite funny, even without the narrative. Comments, suggestions, tips, all welcome. You can even slag this off, if you like.