Prologue:
"The Digimon War… It's been years since the humans dropped the bomb… That brought the blinding flash which ate everything on its path. I heard a rustle… And saw… It was my father, he was crying over me. I tried to say I was fine but just then I realized I could not speak. Then I realized… I was not fine. I would never be fine ever again. And as I saw our counterattack make the sun go red, I knew that that the world wouldn't ever be the same.... "
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20 years after the war that destroyed the world as we know it…
Veedramon raised a visor before his face and scanned the territory. The red dot indicated a nearby human. He pushed the button on the right side of the metallic visor, thus scanning the human and trying to get some information of her.
"Sir, we have found one on the location," Veedramon spoke into his receiver.
There came nothing but crackle and hiss as response.
"Damn!" he proclaimed as he threw the broken radio down on the ground.
There was too much electric disturbance around these parts to pick up on. After all, this was the very place where the bomb was dropped.
He began to slowly move towards the human, while pointing his rifle at his enemy. Without ever letting her a chance to realize what was going on, Veedramon shot two bullets into her back, killing the annoyance instantly. Veedramon gave a sigh and sat down next to the corpse. He had been just a kid when he had first seen a human. The grotesque sight still made shivers go up his spine every time he’d see them. After the war, humans were forced to hide deep underground in vaults. During these times and due to lack of almost every possible resource, all of them were reduced to the lowest state possible. Cannibalism.
Fortunately for Veedramon he had an army issue of the protection suit, which not only allowed him to drink and eat with a certain accessory but he also had a vest with all the equipment he’d ever need, including melee weapons in case his rifle would go out of a commission. Veedramon lit a cigarette and placed it into the mouth socket of the mask and stood up, as he turned the corpse to its side with his foot. Her mouth was open and her tongue was showing. It was clear, that she had been biting it, indicated from chunks of it missing.
Suddenly a voice from his radio broke his thoughts "Veedramon! What's going on? Why did your radio go silent?"
Veedramon rushed towards the now again working radio and picked it up.
"Sir, I dispatched the human who was near our shelters," he responded.
"Had it been eating any Digimon?" the troubled voice replied.
Veedramon observed the body for a second from head to toe.
Then he responded "I don't think so. Veedramon returning to base," before he shut down the radio and prepared to return to their shelter.
There were few enclosed cities which protected the Digimon from the humans, the poisonous air, and most of all the sun.
Veedramon had born after the sun had become deadly. The sun, once so bright and clear was now brown and a depressing sight to look at. It was not life it gave out, it was death. Mysteriously, humans were immune to the sun's effect without wearing a protection suit. Some Digimon had tried to find a reason for this but to no use, so they were forced to stick to the suits. But with so limited recourses it was nearly impossible to make them for all the surviving Digimon.
Veedramon had just passed a giant fan, which cleared the dusky air enough for the inhabitants to breathe. He had just crossed the first district and he was going to return to his home to fill out some paper work and to eat something. The sight of the instant food packages and the beer cans greeted him as he opened the door. He never had time to clean up, as there was always a human getting near their establishment or some other work. It was not easy being a major in the Digimon army.
He made some food from the few ingredients he had. It was hard producing nearly anything without air or sun but fortunately, mostly for everything could be found an alternative. While eating such things may not be the tastiest form of food, at least you could survive with it. Such diet could be shown from thin bellies of the underfed citizen.
This
or that, Veedramon enjoyed an alternative for a beer ever now and then. Sure
the thought how it was produced could have made many sick and never touch it
again. Veedramon was sadly aware of the whole process but he chose to keep on
drinking it. As he states, it's the best working alternative to this date.
"Veedramon. We have a problem," the ever-annoying radio informed.
Trying to hide his complete despise in receiving calls all the time Veedramon responded "What is it?"
"One of our main fans is malfunctioning." the voice informed.
Veedramon gave an annoyed sigh "Then call a repairman. I haven't got the skill for such a mission anyway."
"Well, we did call a repairman. But she said she is afraid to climb all the way there alone. She wants someone to come along with her incase a human shows up," the phone replied.
Veedramon muttered in his mind but finally agreed to do so.
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Veedramon corrected his stance as he was standing on the rendezvous point. What was taking her so long anyway? Suddenly the repairwoman came to sight in her dark gray overalls. They had some oil stains on them and they seemed to be almost older than the young girl was.
"Hi! My name is Gatomon, who are you?" the girl asked as she extended her paw.
Veedramon looked at the paw for a short second before he shook it back.
He noticed how there was a scar running down from index finger to the middle of her paw but he decided to not ask any questions for now.
"Have you ever fixed a fan before?" Veedramon asked as he pointed at the fan, which was high above the ground.
She gave a smile and replied "Oh yes, once. But it was no way near the size of this one."
Uncomfortable silence passed between the two.
"Ummm, so… How long have you been on this business, Major?" she asked as she shifted the position of her feet.
"I joined as soon as I was allowed. So I was 16 at the time," Veedramon responded. She was probably gonna ask something more but he interrupted her by saying, "Look. I'd like to talk but don't we have a job to do first?“
The two began to make their way up towards the platform where the huge fan was.
"Could you talk to me while I do this? It would make my job easier," she suddenly sprouted out.
Veedramon was somewhat surprised to hear something like that but nevertheless responded "Oh, sure. What you want to talk about?"
"Well, tell me a story. I just want to know you are still there and you have not walked away, “she replied with a somewhat scared voice.
Veedramon gave a nod and began to talk "Well, as you may already know, humans, the once proud rulers of the earth created us Digimon. We were the first ever-biological androids, who were able to think and live like a human being. Firstly due to our strength, we were given some tasks that required hard work. This would have all been understandable and everyone lived happily in a union. However, during the years the humans became more and more lazy, giving us all kinds of task from cleaning the cars to having the wars for them. When they replaced animal tests with living Digimon tests that was the final straw. Group of Digimon stood up against the humans and killed everyone in an entire town, declaring it to be independent country reserved for only Digimon and alike. Humans did not overlook the fact that the Digimon had killed their countrymen so they went into a bloody war. What then resulted is gathered from the few survivors’ stories and some limited knowledge. Humans launched a nuclear attack, which caused earth's ecosystem to go off. As we launched our counterattack that took out the sun, both sides lost that day. I don't know whose idea was to infect the sun but it was the dumbest idea in the history," Veedramon paused looking at the city from above the ground.
"What about *your* story?" Gatomon asked as she turned some screws and opened the front panel of the fan almost as if she had not even listened to what he had just told her.
Veedramon fell silent but finally began to explain "Well, I don't really have much about any kind of a family, expect for my big brother Redmon. He was in the first explosion. I mostly take care of him but he is not even able to speak and only his left eye can see."
"Oh God I'm so sorry!! I didn't know!" Gatomon quickly replied as she spun around to face him.
"It's okay. I don't mind taking care of him at all. But unfortunately, I get less and less time in seeing him thanks to this work," Veedramon replied as he tried to avoid Gatomon's eye contact.
He did not want her to see him in his weak state. He did not want her to see…. Him cry… Why was he ashamed…? This woman was a stranger; he’d probably never see her again…
"Look... Can you just finish this thing so we can both be off?" he asked.
Gatomon looked at him silently.
"I heard you helped reinforce the wall once it began letting the sunlight in. You must have saved thousands of lives, “she said as she desperately tried to smile.
"Saved? Well I'd say hunger killed at least twice the amount I saved in a short time," he responded as he now looked straight into her beautiful eyes before he continued "I enjoy our little talk and all but could you please focus on your actual task? “
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Redmon's diary entry 25
"My brother came to visit me today. He told me about how he got a new job and he would be able to help not only me, but also all Digimon alike. However I could notice how he was troubled. After all, I'm still not recovering and I doubt I ever will be able to talk. But I think he is determined to at least try, as I am much like a father figure to him…."
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Gatomon closed the fan’s front panel, making the fan begin to humm stronger than before.
"It's working again," Gatomon happily stated as she began to rub her paws with a rag trying to clean them. Suddenly she continued "Umm, what are you gonna do later on tonight?"
Veedramon was taken by surprise "Nothing specific. Why?”
"Well, I was thinking if you'd want me to come and help you take care of your brother," she shyly responded.
"Hmmm….. Sure, any help would be appreciated." he replied
LATER THAT NIGHT…
"Wow your brother looked much better than I had thought," Gatomon said while cooking up some vegetable alternatives.
"Yeah his condition... I think he is beginning to heal slowly," Veedramon spoke as he threw few beer cans to the trash.
Gatomon looked at the cans with somewhat disgusted face "Umm, Veedramon? Why do you drink that stuff?"
"Well, it's the greatest tasting alternative to this date. Almost like the real thing some people have told me," he answered while giving a silent laugh.
He suddenly noticed how Gatomon had a well-formed butt and despite the overalls being anything but sexy, they somehow fit to her curves almost as if complimenting them.
"You look good in those you know, “he suddenly said.
Gatomon blushed a little as she heard this. She suddenly felt how Veedramon moved closer to her and caressed her cheek from the behind.
"Veedramon… Don’t...… I don’t.... I didn’t come here for this…" she whimpered.
Veedramon looked at her into her eyes for a moment and then said “Liar. I can tell it in your eyes that you didn’t come here just to help me.”
Veedramon took off the pincers keeping the overalls up, making them fall to
ground thus revealing her naked body. He moved to the front of her and then
began to lick down to her throat, her solar plexus, and her stomach and
continuing lower...
"Ooh, Veedramon… Your tongue feels so good…" she moaned as he continued to lick lower and lower before finally reaching her pussy that was getting more wet with each passing moment.
He began to insert his long tongue into her dripping wet cunt, while he reached his other hand towards her beautiful tits and began to gently caress them, twisting her nipple gently.
"Oh! OHH!! Veedramon!" she gasped as she began to close to her orgasm from the huge tongue dancing inside her.
Noticing this, Veedramon stopped which made her give out a painful yet desiring whimper. She did not have to miss the tongue long though, since suddenly Veedramon thrusted his throbbing member into her pussy without a warning. Even though she was aroused, it hurt really much and she even bled a little.
"Mmmm so tight," he thought to himself as he began to thrust into her.
"Oooohh!! It's big… It's BIG!!! I’m too tight! TOO TIGHT!!!!" she screamed.
At first it took her some time to get used to the caliber of Veedramon's tool, but soon she was starting to enjoy it. She moved her paws to his back and scratched him, moaning from the pleasure of having his length inside her. She was close, so close to her orgasm. Suddenly she screamed as she came tightening herself around Veedramon's cock. This triggered Veedramon's orgasm, who came into Gatomon's pussy, filling it and her womb with his sperm.
Epilogue:
"All human actions have one or more of these seven causes: chance, nature, compulsion, habit, reason, passion, and desire."- Aristotle
To be continued…