This writing by Red Rover contains adult situations from the television shows Digimon. Do not proceed if you are under eighteen or this material is illegal in you jurisdiction.

 

 

 

The Digiartists Domain

Behind the Scenes

 

 

          The tour group drove up in the bus, and pulled up to the gigantic studio. The entire compound was surrounded by brick wall, except where there were enormous gates. The tour group pulled up to the main gate, larger than any of the others. A large sign proclaiming in large letters The Digiartists Domain with a smaller slogan under it. The Best in Digimon Hentai.

          The tour disembarked, where they immediately met up a well-dressed brown-haired man in a black suit and tie, wearing a pair of black shades.  “I’d like to welcome you all out the here to the DaD studios. I am Mr. Breaker.”

          An Irish man with typical red hair named Dave spoke up. “THE Mr. Breaker?” Dave went on. “What are you doing giving tour groups? Don’t you run the studio?”

          Mr. Breaker gave his classic smile. “Yeah, but when else do I get a chance to brag about it?” Mr. Breaker gestured them to come forward.

          “Good reason.” A tall boy with shoulder length brown hair nodded in agreement. “The best thing about success is that you can brag about it.” Outlaw replied.

          “Very true.” Mr. Breaker agreed with the fan. “Now come on, let’s start the tour.” Mr. Breaker motioned for them to follow. The group followed Mr. Breaker under the signposts, on to the studio compound. One lady fancier began to scan the crowd as they walked to the various buildings.  “Oooh la la.” Aaron nudged his way through the group to a young attractive girl in the group. “Excuse me, I am having a scavenger hunt, care to help?”

          Sylia nodded. “Sure.”

          “Okay, I am looking for the name of a boyfriend from a beautiful girl.”  Aaron asked with a smile.

          “Sorry, no boyfriend.” Sylia shook her head. “What else is on the list?”

          “The phone number of a single beautiful girl.” Aaron smirked.

          “I walked into that one.” Sylia smirked back. “Good pick up line.”

          “Thanks.” Aaron moved close, but Sylia placed two fingers on his forehead.

          “Not that good though.” Sylia pushed Aaron away lightly.

          “Ah, well, can’t blame a guy for trying.” Aaron shrugged as he followed Mr. Breaker through the first set of doors.

          “Here we come to the first part of the tour.” Mr. Breaker opened his arms and turned around. The room was filled with props and set of all sorts.  Their were scenes from the various episodes of Digimon, including the hot tub from season 1, various indoor scenes from the Digimon Emperor’s base, and apartment settings for the various digidestined. There were various outfits, like the Digimon Emperor uniform and Gennai robes, and other such props such as a miniature bazooka.

          “Whoa…” A Malaysian with short black hair named DC picked up the Bazooka. DC turned it over in his hands. “Is this the bazooka Patamon used in Sonimon’s second lemon series?”

          “The one and only.” Mr. Breaker moved down the row. DC was already playing with the bazooka, pretending to aim it at various objects around the room. “You’ll find that many of the items and scenes here are used in various lemons and photographs.” Mr. Breaker moved past a section filled with various vines and tentacles. “These tentacles for example are used quite frequently in various directors and photographers works.”

          “Ah, classic tentacle action.” Bigman nodded as he walked past. 

          “In fact, it seems we have someone working here in the props room right now. Here is our costume designer, as well as a photographer.” Mr. Breaker led them to the back of the prop studio, where a fitting area was set up. A young red head with a pierced eyebrow was fitting the digidestined Izzy.

          “Heya Loui.” Mr. Breaker walked next to the pair.

          Loui turned around, with a pin in her mouth. “Oh, hey Break, tour group?”

          “You know it.” Mr. Breaker smiled.

          “Can we hurry it up?” Izzy looked down. He was clad in a black suit with a long red cape and red trim and spikes from the shoulders. “Red Rover is starting to shoot his next scene soon.”

          “Yeah, yeah just a minute.” Loui began to alter Izzy’s suit.

          “Hey Izzy.” Sylia smirked as she moved close. “Nice outfit.”

          “I don’t know why any evil villain needs to wear something like this.”  Izzy sighed. “I mean, can’t I take over the world in jeans and a shirt?”

          “I don’t know.” Sylia looked Izzy over. “I think it would lose something in the fear factor.”

          “Well, it should at least have a zipper. It takes me ten minutes to undo all this stuff so I can take a whiz.” Izzy complained as Loui worked on the shirt, adjusting the black cape so it sat straight.

          “And me another twenty to get it back on.” Loui replied as she made another adjustment.

          Aaron subtlety made his way close to Loui as she was dressing Izzy.  "So, what does it take for a girl like you to come home with me?" Aaron the K moved closer to the red headed girl.

          “Chloroform.” Loui replied taking the pin out of her mouth, and made yet another adjustment to the cape.

          “Sigh… no one understands me.” Aaron pretended to swoon.

          “You’re a horny male.” Sylia retorted next to Aaron.

          “Well, you understand me at least.” Aaron joked.

          “Well, any way, it looks like Izzy and Loui are busy, but we can come see some lemons being filmed!” Mr. Breaker gestured to a set of doors which had Studio One written on the top. A red light sat at the top of the door, but it wasn’t lit. “There is a break in the filming, so now would be the perfect time for us to sneak in quickly.” The group moved quickly as Mr. Breaker opened the doors, allowing everyone easy access. Mr. Breaker went in last; to make sure the doors would be shut. “And here we are on the set of Sonimon!” Mr Breaker double checked to make sure the door was shut tight.  Stray light can wreck havoc on lemons being filmed. On the scene there was a replica of the park, including the stone hut where Guilmon lived. In the center of the park stood Guilmon and Takato. They were looking up at the director, Sonimon, who was giving last minute directions. “Now be quiet- they're taping right now.”

          All eyes were on Sonimon who had just finished instructing the two actors. He spat and spoke up in a louder voice. “Okay, take six! Action!” Sonimon announced from his directing chair.

          “Takatomon?” Guilmon cocked his head to the side. “Why Rika so mean some times?”

          “First off Guilmon, you’ve got to lose that Takatomon.” Takato replied.

          “K.” Guilmon nodded.

          “And as for Rika…” Takato began to go on.

          “Cut!” Sonimon suddenly shouted.

          Takato and Guilmon each looked to the side. “Problem?” Takato called out.

          “Yeah. Camera four is down.” Sonimon motioned over to the malfunctioning device. “This may be a while. Take an early lunch.”

          Takato nodded to Sonimon.  “Okay, see you in an hour guys.” Takato replied as he walked off the set with Guilmon. 

          Vagrant smiled, sensing this was a perfect time to approach his idol.  “Cool. I get to meet Guilmon.” Vagrant smiled as he reached into his small bag.

          “Oh man, you even brought peanut butter?” The fair Latino El intruder looked over in Vagrant’s hands.

          “Well, yeah.” Vagrant nodded. “I know what my favorite digimon likes.”

          “Well, you can go meet him, I guess.” Mr. Breaker pointed over to the table where Guilmon was walking. “But he may be a bit different than what you expected.”

          “All right, be right back.” Vagrant took off. “Hey Guilmon!” Vagrant ran over to the red dragon.

          Guilmon ears perked up as he turned. “Yes?”

          “Hey, I'm a big fan!” Vagrant replied as he stood face to face.

          “Well, it is always gratifying to meet an admirer of my acting profession.” Guilmon picked up a small tweed jacket and began to slip it on. It had obviously been tailored to fit him. “Although I must admit that this stereotypical role becomes tiresome after a while.”

          “Huh?” Vagrant blinked.

          “Oh, not to burden you with my own tribulations. I must admit I had reservations of such a role, but I rather enjoy playing the buffoon, though I do wish for the more serious characters now and then.” Guilmon did up his tweed jacket. “Anyway, was there anything you wished to ask of me? The traditional autograph perhaps?”

          “You can write?” Vagrant replied with a bit of shock.

          Guilmon took out an over large glasses case, and took out a pair of black framed reading glasses, fixing them over his red pointed ears. “Most certainly.” Guilmon then pulled out a small white paper pad and a gold ballpoint pen from a jacket pocket. “You did not assume that I was that ignorant in real life did you?” Guilmon clicked a button on the end of the pen.  “Now, whom shall I make this out to?”

          “Vagrant Master.” Vagrant instantly replied.

          “Charmed.” Guilmon’s pen skillfully went over the paper. “To Vagrant Master, best wishes, Guilmon.” Guilmon clicked the pen again and replaced it in his pocket. “There we go.” Guilmon ripped off the paper and handed it to Vagrant.

          “Uh thanks…” Vagrant held out the hand with the small jar of peanut butter. “Oh… Um- want some?”

          Guilmon made a little disgusted face. “Oh, my word no. I personally cannot stand the stuff. Now if you have a nice stuffed pheasant with oregano and some French cut green beans, I’d appreciate that.”

          “No, um, sorry?” Vagrant replied as he withdrew the peanut butter and took the paper with the other hand.

          “No worries. I already have an amply catered meal. Enjoy the rest of the tour.” Guilmon nodded slightly as he turned and headed to the stage door.

          Vagrant blinked before he turned and walked back to the group. “Well, was it everything you hoped it would be?” Mr. Breaker asked.

          “That just felt odd…” Vagrant answered. “Nice guy, but man!”

          “Well, these guys are actors. Guilmon is one of the best. I mean, you could almpst swear he was an idiot in real life.” Mr. Breaker Answered.

          “Sure fooled me.” Vagrant pocketed the autograph and the peanut butter.

          “He enjoys it, but I do think he’d rather being doing Shakespeare.”  Mr. Breaker replied.

          “Shakespeare?” Angeteen blinked.

          “Yeah, he does a mean Hamlet.” Mr. Breaker smirked. “Well, come on now, we've got more sights to see.”

          “Boy is that nuts.” DC shook his head and laughed. “Hell, maybe we’ll find out Renamon is into ballet!” DC laughed as he slapped Vagrant on the back.

          “Hey, I’d like to see her in a tight leotard myself.” El Intruder leaned over and smirked.

          Mr. Breaker chuckled and walked out, leading them out of the studio and down another hall. "Come on, this way people." This hallway was more on the extravagant side, with plush carpeting and pictures of the studio directors, including Mr. Breaker and Togashi. At the end of the hall were two solid oak doors. Mr. Breaker put his hand on the old-fashioned door handle.  “Now, this is the meeting room.” Mr. Breaker began as he went through the door in the blackened room. “None of our staff members are here right now but….”         

          “Hehehe…” There was a low giggle in the dark room. “That tickles….”

          Mr. Breaker raised an eyebrow, then reached over to the wall. The room was instantly filled with bright fluorescent lights. The room was quite large, with pictures of the various members of DaD studios on the wall, like in the hall, except these where rather fine looking oil paintings in golden frames. In the center of the room was a giant oak table; with padded executive style chairs around it, and on the table, most surprising of all, were Sora and Gomamon. Sora was lying on the back of the table, her face covered with sweat and she was panting heavily. She was wearing a green skirt, which was pulled down to her knees, and a white shirt with a green vest on top. On top of her was the small white furry sea digimon Gomamon. His head was sticking out from the neck of Sora's shirt, making it look like they had two heads. The rest of his body was half covered by the stretchy material, except for his back flippers and tail which where sticking out at Sora’s stomach. Both of them were now looking at the rather large crowd up at the door. “Um… Hi?” Gomamon started, before he started to squirm out from Sora’s shirt.

          “Man, they do have everything on this tour.” Elvarien watched the couple’s obvious discomfort.

          “Whoa, is there a lemon being filmed or something?” Sylvia started as Gomamon got his head stuck for a second in the material.

          “Um no…” Sora lifted the bottom of her shirt, Gomamon now able to squeeze out.

          “Just a little private time…” Gomamon blushed as Sora repositioned her skirt. “Or what was supposed to be private time.”

          Mr. Breaker smirked. “Well guys, try locking the door next time.”

          “Um, well why are you guys, you know…” Digidude started to question.

          “Well, he is my boyfriend after all.” Sora pulled Gomamon close.   “I’ve all been a sucker for redheads.” Sora brushed the bright red Mohawk on the top of Gomamon’s head.

          “That’s not the only reason you fell for me is it?” Gomamon gave Sora a playful half smirk.

          “Well, no…” Sora pinched Gomamon on his furry butt, to which Gomamon let out a little chuckle.

          “But how can you guys be a couple? I mean you aren’t even the same species.” Digidude asked rather bluntly.

          “Hey!”  Gomamon snapped, and pointed a claw at Digidude. “You got a problem with mixed relationships?”

          “No no!” Digidude held out his hands. “I mean, like we never even see you guys in lemons…”

          “I know, I always seem to be with Matt or Tai, or doing some yuri sketch with Mimi or my own digimon…” Sora sighed. “We almost never seem to be in a lemon or picture together.” Sora brushed her finger across Gomamon’s cheek.

          “Except for our own private collection.” Gomamon winked at Sora.  “But it’s true. I am always with Gatomon, or Biyomon, or Palmon, when I am not doing some yaoi scene.” Gomamon bent up and kissed Sora on the side of her face. “But I am always think of you.”

          “Oh smooth…” Aaron the K smirked. “I could take lessons from him.”

          “Even when it’s a yaoi scene?” Sora joked.

          “Okay, maybe not then and there.” Gomamon replied with a chuckle.  “But then I was wishing it was a scene with you even more.”

          “Very smooth…” Aaron replied again.

          "Well, unless you feel like putting on a private show…" Mr. Breaker started.

          “Hey, I am up for that!” Digidude piped up.

          “Not today.” Sora replied as she slid off the table. “Anthony needs me in a photo shoot shortly.”

          “And Red Rover has me in a lemon with Palmon in an hour. Best make the most of it.” Gomamon jumped on Sora’s back wrapping his flippers around her neck.

          “Man, don’t you get enough from lemons?” Digidude asked with surprise.

          “When it’s Sora, never.” Gomamon nibbled on Sora’s ear, causing her to squirm.

          “Extremely smooth…” Aaron replied a third time. 

          “No wonder that digimon is going steady with Sora.” Digidude smirked as he watched Gomamon tease Sora.

          “Well, enjoy the tour.” Sora moved her head to the left as Gomamon blew in her ear. “I’ve got, er, other commitments.”

          “Yeah, we know.” Imac grinned as the two left, Sora giggling as Gomamon went back to lightly chewing on her ear.

          Mr. Breaker walked through the boardroom. “Well, I’d give you an explanation about the board room, but I don’t think I can top that, so why don’t we head on down to the science area?” Mr. Breaker motioned the crowd to follow him to the next room.

          “Wait…” Offline spoke up. “You guys have a science area?”

          “A big one.” Mr. Breaker turned around and walked backwards as they entered a long hallway. “You’d be surprise how much advanced science stuff we need to keep this place running.”

          “What could you possibly need…” Sylvia started to question.

          “You’ll see.” Mr. Breaker led the group into a large section, through a pair of double doors with various warning labels about people with pacemakers or who are pregnant not to enter.  “This is the science lab, where we do all the scientific junk.”

          Darkfox, another Canadian, looked around at the various labs. “What do you need all this stuff for?”

          “I am going to show you that right now.” Mr. Breaker led them to the first lab. On the door the phrase Gender Transformation Matrix was written in gold print. “Feel free to ask me any question about the technical aspects, in which I will reply with 'I have no idea.' "

          The group made their way into the lab. In the center was a large cylindrical tube with a door on the front attached to the council. The council had several meters with labels such as estrogen count, testosterone count, and so on. Also on the control panel was a switch, with the settings male, female, and other. “Whoa, what does this thing do?” Another guy asked.

          “Let me show you…” Mr. Breaker paused.

          “Anus Individual 7, you can just call me Anus.” Anus smirked.

          “Whoa, your parents must have hated you.” Mr. Breaker looked over his glasses.

          “Nah, I just like the anus jokes I can make.” Anus smirked.

          “Let’s spare the over used rings around your anus joke.” Mr. Breaker opened the door. “Step right in and I will give you an example.”

          Anus walked up. “You sure this thing is safe?” Anus entered the tube.

          “Completely. We have a few digimon who use this constantly.” Mr. Breaker shut the door and walked over to the council. “Now let’s see, power on.” Mr. Breaker flipped a switch, and the machine hummed. Mr. Breaker reached over and pulled the switch down to female, and then hit activate.  “And here we go.”

          The machine hummed for a few moments, before quieting down.  “That it?” Anus knocked on the inside of the door.

          “Yup.” Mr. Breaker walked back to the pod and opened the door.  “Come on out.”

          Anus walked out of the pod moving his hips from side to side. “Why am I walking this way?” Mr. Breaker looked down. “What?! When the hell did I get breasts?!”

          Elvarien looked forward and smirked. “Damn, nice rack.”

          Mr. Breaker turned to the crowd, most of who were laughing. “As you can see, the Gender Transformation Matrix can switch your gender at will, making males females and vice versa.”

          “You mean?!” Anus turned, facing away from the crowd, and quickly looked down his pants. “ARGGHHH!”

          “Don’t worry man, it’s completely reversible. But it does get one in touch with his feminine side.” Mr. Breaker walked back to the council.  “Now step back in the pod.”

          Anus all but ran back into the pod, slamming the door. Mr. Breaker went on. “You see, there is some argument about the gender of some characters. This device helps, making any digimon any gender our directors or photographers may need.” Mr. Breaker set the switch to male and hit activate. The machine hummed again. “It can also do hermaphrodites, but that’s a lot more complicated.” Mr. Breaker walked up to the door. “Feeling better.”

          “One sec.” Anus shouted from the inside. “Just checking. Oh yeah, I’m back to normal.”

          “How can you tell?” The Canadian Mr. Lemonz shouted over much laughter.

          Anus walked out of the pod to the laughing group. “Oh yeah, rich guys.”

          “Hey, you think that’s rough?” A small orange mammal with enormous ears flew in the room. “Try going through this machine on a daily basis.”

          “Hey Patamon.” Said Mr. Breaker as Patamon flew down onto the council.

          Patamon lit up a cigarette and took a long drag. “You don’t know what a pain in the ass this thing is. I mean, none of the other actors have to use this thing as much as I do. Hell, half the time when I've got to take a piss, I don’t know if I need to sit down or stand up!” Patamon shook his head.  “Damn I made a mess that one time I got screwed up.”

          Mr. Breaker smirked. “So what is it today?”

          “Female.” Patamon took another puff from his cigarette. “Togashi’s got me in a lemon.”

          “Ah no problem, may as well do it while we’re here.” Mr. Breaker gestured to the door.

          “Yeah, thanks.” Patamon flew over to the pod.

          “Hey Patamon, one quick question.” Imac spoke up. “Are you male or female originally?”

          “To be honest, I forgot.” Patamon landed in the machine. “I really should have wrote it down somewhere.”

          Mr. Breaker shook his head as he activated the machine. “Poor guy, er gal… what ever.” Mr. Breaker watched the machine shine a third time, before it died down.

          The door swung open, and out flew Patamon. “So um, are we in touch with our feminine side?” Imac joked as Patamon hovered in the room.

          “Very funny.” Patamon got another cigarette from the pack he was carrying around. “How come Agumon never has to go through this stuff?” Patamon whined as he flew out the door.

          “Poor guy, he’s up to two packs a day.” Mr. Breaker shook his head.

          "So why doesn’t he quit?" Imac replied.

          “We've got a lifetime contract on him.” Mr. Breaker replied. “Hey, we pay him good money, and offer counseling services, but I guess getting your sex swapped daily is just too hard on the poor guy. But he is too valuable to the Domain to lose.”

          “Yeah, it must be rough.” Imac replied and turned to Anus. “Wasn’t it?”

          “Cute man.” Anus replied. “I am male through and through.”

          “Except for ten minutes ago.” Imac replied with a grin.

          “Well, come on now.” Mr. Breaker headed to the door. “We’ve got lots more opportunities to make fools of ourselves.” Mr. Breaker jested as he left the room, the tour group in tow. The next door had the same style, with the words Editing Room on the front. “Now here is our editing room as you may have guessed.” Mr. Breaker opened the door. Two individuals were already hard at work, going over reels of Red Rover’s films. “Hey guys.”

          “Heya.” Bahamut X raised a hand and saluted Mr. Breaker jokingly.

          “Yo.” Madman looked up from their work. “Just working on editing a few lemons.”

          “So whose lemons are you doing?” Mr. Lemonz moved in close, one of his favorite hobbies being lemon appreciation.

          “Red Rover’s.” Madman replied with a sigh.

          "His works are good, but man are they riddled with errors." Bahamut X replied. “I am doing some of his earlier films, come and take a look at some of the mistakes.” Bahamut X placed a reel in the projector. "This is from his End Game series, titled 'Puppet Show'."

          Everyone moved closer, Mr. Lemonz in front. In the front was Mimi, in her Season one dress. She had tripped on a fallen lamppost, but was quickly helped up by clawed hands. "Augmon!" She cried happily.

          “Augmon?” Mr. Lemonz replied. “Isn’t it supposed to be pronounced Agumon?”

          "Oh yeah, Red Rover is atrocious when it comes to names, or grammar, or... well, just about anything you can imagine.(Editor's note- Trust me, it is :p)" Madman replied as he worked on another real.

          “He has actors mispronouncing Yolei as Yoleni, he even miscast Betamon as Vademon in the entire first series!” Bahamut X replied. “Man there is still a lot of editing to do, too.

          “And the flow never seems to cease.” Madman replied as he watched another real.

          “He still has good lemons though.” Mr. Lemonz replied. “He is an excellent director.”

          “No argument here.” Madman replied, his face never leaving the screen.

          “Why do you think we wanted to work on his lemons?” Bahamut X replied.

          “Besides, we are getting guest shots in that comedy series of his.” Madman smiled as he spotted yet another glaring error.

          “Well, it’s good to see Red has so many people working hard for him.” Mr. Lemonz replied watching the two editors at work.

          “Aye, all one big happy family.” Mr. Breaker answered with a grin.  “Anyway, we will let you two gents get back to work.
          “Sure thing.” Madman looked up form his work and nodded.

          “Enjoy the rest of the tour.” Bahamut X replied as he watched the tour group leave, the last person closing the door behind him.

          Mr. Breaker went to the next door in the hallway, which had the much simpler title Special Effects on the door. “And over here is special effects.” Mr. Breaker opened the door. "And looks like somebody is here already."

          “Greenmage.” A brown haired man just a shade under six feet waved a hand, not looking up. “Hey folks.”

          “Ah, another worker in the DaD community.” Mr. Breaker nodded.

          “Yup, right now I am working on special effects, though I do dabble in directing lemons, not to mention I handle press releases.” Greenmage replied. “I am a man of many talents.”

          “But I thought digimon had their powers naturally?” Alex spoke up as he looked over Greenmage’s shoulder.

          “Yeah, but we can’t have them destroying buildings and killing each other off can we? All done through studio magic.” Greenmage replied with a smirk. “I help moderate all that.”

          “Man that’s neat.” The teen fan Alex continued to look over Greenmage’s shoulders at the control.

          “Well, take a look.” Greenmage pulled up a file pic of Izzy decked out in the black and red costume everyone had seen Loui putting on him earlier.

          “Oh, yeah. I know that costume- Red Rover uses it in his series.” Alex replied.

          “Yup. Now we can simply color in his eyes red, a little computer generated fog around him and viola!” Greenmage replied with triumph.           Emperor Izzy was now decked out with red eyes, and a glowing aura of black energy around himself. “Whoa, you mean you do all that stuff?” Alex replied in surprise.

          “A lot of it. Anybody can use this machine, though I tend to enjoy it.” Greenmage replied.

          “So this can make special effects of anything?” Alex energetically asked as he put an arm around Greenmage. “You know, I have this really annoying evil cousin of mine. How much to have one of these made up with her head exploding?”

          “Now now, no time for that.” Mr. Breaker grabbed Alex’s arm.  “Come on and stop pestering the help.”

          “Aw man!” Alex was pulled towards the door.

          “We’ve got lots of other stops to make before the day is out.” Mr. Breaker pulled Alex out of the room, the rest of the tour group on his heels.  Mr. Breaker released his arm so he could open the next door; with the one word Requests labeled on the front. “Now over here we have our request section.” Mr. Breaker showed them to the computer. “Digimon fans from all over the world can enter the requests thanks to the magic of the internet, asking for what couple, in movies or pictures, by a certain director or photographer.”

          Digidude looked up. “Hey, Agumon and Gatomon!”

          “Oh look, fans.” Agumon motioned to the captive audience.

          Gatomon turned to the tour group. “Oh, hi Breaker.”

          "Hey Gato and Agu. What is going on?" Mr. Breaker walked up to the screen. Agumon and Gatomon were up on the counter so they could see the screen easier.

          “Just looking through the fan mail.” Gatomon replied.

          “Yeah. Just seeing if there are any good requests for us out there.” Agumon grabbed Gatomon’s furry butt from behind.

          “Hey! Simmer down boyfriend!” Gatomon’s tail came down, slapping Agumon’s hands. “We’ve got company.”

          “Oh come on, they’ve seen it all I imagine.” Agumon kidded. “They are big fans.”

          “So you two are a couple?” Outlaw Tom looked over.

          “Yeah, there were so many requests of us as couples when the Domain first opened, it seemed kind of natural.” Gatomon gave a playful lick across Agumon’s face.

          “We are just seeing if there are any requests for us as couple.”  Agumon replied.

          “But aren’t you, you know, 'doing it' all ready?” Digidude asked.

          “Yeah, but when you get paid for it, it’s much better.” Agumon smiled. “How lucky can a dinosaur get? Making out with the most beautiful digimon girl in the world, and getting paid for it.”

          “Man, Agumon does have it made.” DC laughed at his own joke.

          “Let’s see what we’ve got for us.” Gatomon touched the screen. “Well here’s one for Angewomon.

          “Oh, my favorite form!” Angeteen spoke up.

          Gatomon cast a smirk over to Angeteen. “What? I am not good looking now?”

          “Hey, I like the cleavage.” Angeteen replied. “Too bad you aren’t naked in that form all the time as well.”

          “Someone needs to work on his personal skills.” The computer hacker Offline looked over to Angeteen.

          “And what’s wrong with being blunt?” Angeteen asked with a smirk.

          “Well, there is something to be said about subtlety.” Offline smirked as well.

          “Bah. Subtlety is just another word for lying.” Angeteen laughed back.

          “Hey, give it a try some time. Manipulation can go a long way.” Offline joked.

          “Hehe, he’s cute. At least Angeteen’s honest.” Gatomon smiled as she reached under her glove. “Here, an autographed Angewomon pic, au natural.  I always keep a couple on me

          “All right.” Angeteen smiled goofily at the wallet size pic.

          “All right.” Aaron smirked as he looked over to Gatomon. “So what’s your phone number?”

          “911.” Gatomon replied. “And Wargreymon seems to be the other form.” Gatomon read on. “Whoa… how the hell are we supposed to do an anal scene? My butt hurts just thinking about it!”

          “Lots of lubrication?” Agumon joked as he pinched Gatomon’s butt.

          “Hehe, nice try. I think we need to go see Greenmage in special affects for that one.” Gatomon replied with a grin.

          “Aww, your no fun.” Agumon wrapped his orange hands around Gatomon’s waist.

          “Well, you two have fun with the lemon.” Mr. Breaker nodded.

          “Yeah.” Dave replied. “We look forward to seeing it.”

          “But we have a tour to finish. Come on fans. Science beckons.”

          Mr. Breaker led them to yet another door. “Now, onto the next part of our tour.” Mr. Breaker walked into the next room, which had the title Matrix Reformation on the door. “Matrix Reformation. This is a personal favorite room of mine.”

          “Hey Break!” Another guy was walking down the halls. Mr. Breaker and the rest of the troop turned as he walked up to the brown haired guide.  “I see you are running the tour group again.”

          “Ah, we all know Last of the Brood.” Mr. Breaker gestured to the newest arrival.

          “Call me Broody. It’s shorter.” Broody smirked. “Press manager of the good old DaD.

          “Well, why don’t you join us.” Mr. Breaker opened the door.

          “Hey no problem, I always get a kick out of seeing this machine in action.” Broody followed Mr. Breaker into the Matrix Reformation room, followed by the rest of the tour group. There was one large tub in the center, which was similar looking to the Gender Transformation Matrix machine, but the control panel was much bigger.

          “Well, do you want to be today’s guinea pig?” Mr. Breaker gestured to the machine.

          “Hey, last time you said that I ended up looking like a cross between Jabba the Hutt and Donkey Kong.” Broody reminded, raising an eyebrow.

          "Okay, so letting my young niece play with the machine was a bad idea." Mr. Breaker laughed at the image. “But I’ll get someone else this time.”

          “Okay, deal, but you have to change me back.” Broody reminded as he headed towards the machine tube.

          “You got it.” Mr. Breaker watched Broody shut the door to the pod.

          “Now, a little background on this machine.” Mr. Breaker turned towards the crowd. “This is safe for digimon and humans. Sometimes it is necessary to alter our actors for movie lemons and pictures. Now for an example. Let’s see.” Mr. Breaker gestured to someone in the crowd.

          A guy with a black cap with a playboy bunny on it, and a 30 inch long gold chain with a dragon hanging in the center came forward. “TR at your service.”

          “Good TR, come here.” Mr. Breaker gestured to the council. “Now then, feel free to give her a go.”

          “Oh, cool.” TR looked over the screen in the middle. “What do I do?”

          “Just redesign him.” Mr. Breaker smiled. “The controls are quite simple to figure out, just ask if you have any questions.”

          “All right.” TR smiled as he touched his gold chain. “Let’s go with dragon.” TR touched the screen, which filled up with more selections. “Okay, let’s go with red. Scales for sure. Horns? Yeah, make’m white.” TR kept touching the screen. “Three feet tall. And wings.”

          “Sounds good.” Mr. Breaker nodded.

          “And this should activate it?” TR asked, to which Mr. Breaker nodded. “And here we go!”

          There was a low hum, and some light escaped from the cracks of the machine. The noise died quickly, followed by a loud hiss. The door swung open a second after this. A three foot red dragon came out of the pod, with off white horns. “Whoa, cool.” The dragon looked at himself.

          One fan by the name of Jojo had his eyes wide open in disbelief.  “Man Broody, is that you?”

          “In the flesh, er, scales.” Broody looked over himself. “Nicely done TR.”

          “Thanks.” TR looked over the new dragon type creature.

          “Now just step back in and we can set you back.” Mr. Breaker smiled.

          "Hell, no. I am keeping this form." Broody flew up. “This is so cool!” Broody flew out down the halls.

          “Well, he seems happy.” Mr. Breaker laughed as Broody flew down.  “Nice job.”

          “Thanks.” TR answered with a grin.

          “Well, let’s get on with the tour of the science lab.” Mr. Breaker walked out of the door, and walked a bit down the hall to the very next door. This door had the phrase Duplication Matrix in raised letter at eye level, same as the other doors. “This is the Duplication Matrix, as you may have gathered from the door.” Mr. Breaker opened the door. Like the other room, a long cylindrical tube was in the room, except this time there were two tubes.

          “No wait, let me guess.” A New Yorker wearing a blue shirt with a dragon on it stopped Mr. Breaker. “This one makes clones.” Stratagemini guessed.

          “Rather crude, but I like.” Mr. Breaker nodded. “Mostly used by Red Rover for his End Game series, this will create a perfect duplicate of any digimon or human, that can be merged back into the original one later.”

          “Speaking of Red Rover…” The crowd parted as a small plant digimon walked in. “He needs me on his set shortly.”

          “Ah yes, Palmon.” Mr. Breaker nodded to the green rookie. “Let me take a venture, a lemon scene between you and your alter ego?”

          “Yes, apparently Epsilon-Lillymon is going to rape Palmon again.”  Palmon replied.

          “Whoa, like to see that.” Stratagemini raised an eyebrow.

          “Well, it will be out shortly.” Palmon walked over to one of the pods.

          “Would that be considered masturbation?” Sylia asked jokingly.

          “The age old question.” Palmon laughed as the door shut. “You may as well activate the machine, I mean it’s a pain setting these things to automatic.”

          “Well Stratagemini, you want the honour?” Mr. Breaker gestured to the control panel. This one had a few sensor readings, but there was only one large red button that said duplicate.

          “Thanks man.” Stratagemini walked up, and pressed the button, before turning his attention toward the tube. The tube Palmon was in hummed, and a green light flashed, which reminded Stratagemini of a photocopier. The green light appeared a second time, this time in the empty pod. The pod whined with energy for a split second, before falling silent.

          Both pod doors opened at the same time, a bit of smoke swirling out as two identical Palmon’s walked out. “Hey thanks.” Palmon one smiled.

          “Yeah, that machine is much easier to use with two.” Palmon two replied.

          “You know, this would make a real cool Doublemint commercial.”  Stratagemini joked to the twin Palmon.

          “True.” Palmon one nodded. “I may as well digivolve before we get there. Red Rover needs one of us as a Lillymon.” Palmon turned white with light. “Palmon digivolve to… TOGEMON!” Palmon’s form grew, turning into a giant cactus.

          “Whoa!” Stratagemini backed up, avoiding the spikes. “Personal space!”

          “Oops one sec…” Togemon’s eyes and mouth burst with light.  “Togemon digivolve to…” Togemon’s head burst into a flower, to which a tall plant fairy flew out, with long green vine hair. “LILLYMON!”

          “Now you can close in on my personal space.” Stratagemini smiled.

          “I know, that Togemon form is a little hard to love.” Palmon joked as Lillymon landed beside her.

          “Hey baby, I'd go to the ends of the earth for you!” Aaron moved in close to Lillymon.

          “Good, stay there.” Lillymon retorted with a sly smile.

          “Ouch, that hurt.” Stratagemini shook his head.

          Undeterred, Aaron turned to the Palmon still in rookie form. “So what's your sign?”

          “Trespassers will be prosecuted.” Palmon instantly came back.

          Stratagemini chuckled. “That hurt more.”

          “Anyway, we need to head over to Red’s set.” Lillymon blew a kiss to the crowd as her and Palmon walked out the door.

          “Have fun on the rest of the tour!” Palmon replied as she followed her ultimate self out.

          “Well now that we've seen how that 'photocopier' works, we can move on to the next room.” Mr. Breaker followed the two feminine digimon out, but turned the other way down the hall to the only door the group hadn’t seen behind yet. “We have one last stop before we leave the science area and move on to the photo shoot.” Mr. Breaker went to the last room in the hall.  This door looked like the others, except the it had Matrix Creation and Formation printed on it. “And here is the Matrix Creation and Formation machine.” Mr. Breaker opened the door. “Who comes up with these names?  Anyway when we need a totally original digimon, this machine will create them from thin air.”

          “Which is what I am here for.” Another famous director swivelled around in his chair.

          “Hey Jodan!” Mr. Breaker smiled. “What’s the word?”

          “Just bringing one of Marika’s ideas to life.” Jodan turned back around in his chair.

          “And apparently my newest partner.” The blue dragon rookie Veemon smiled happily from Jodan’s side.

          “Oh hey Veemon.” Elvarien noticed the short digimon for the first time. “I thought you were after Gatomon?”

          “Nah, that's just an act. She’s cute but she’s not really my type.”  Veemon replied shifting his left foot a little.

          “That means she’s taken, doesn’t it?” Elvarien replied.

          “Yeah.” Veemon replied dejected. “Just because I never showed up till season two, Agumon got his claws into her first.”

          “Ah, lighten up.” El Intruder said from the side. “At least you still get sex scenes with her.”

          “Only when we are needed for a shoot. Agumon gets it whenever he wants, lucky reptile.” Veemon sighed.    

          “Chill man.” Jodan replied as he continued to type into the council.  “We are making you ideal partner, aren’t we?”

          “Well yeah, but that seems kind of cheap…” Veemon replied. “I mean, if you could just create your ideal girl, would you?”

          “I would.” Bigman spoke up.

          “Same here.” DC agreed.

          “Definitely.” Anus joined in.

          “Me as well.” Angeteen added his comment too.

          “Well, yeah, but I still say my ideal partner is Gatomon.” Veemon replied looking to the tube.

          “Well, just give her a chance.” Jodan replied as he entered the final command. “Because here she comes.” Jodan hit the button marked activate.

          “Matrix Creation activated.” The computer spoke up suddenly as the tube began to hum with light.

          “This is much more complicated then the other machines.” Mr. Breaker watched the machine in action. The machine began to pulse with light, and the hum became visible.

          “Yeah, I have been imputing data for an hour.” Jodan replied as the machine’s hum reached an apex. “Let’s see if it is worth it.” The humming died suddenly, followed by a small clang as the door opened. A small blue type digimon, similar to Veemon except it was clearly female and had fins on the side of it’s head and tail came out of the pod. “Ahhh…” The small blue digimon stretched her arms.

          “Whoa…” Veemon’s eyes were large. “You were right Jodan.”

          “Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Aquaveemon.” Jodan smiled.

          “Charmed.” Aquaveemon smiled sweetly to the large crowd.

          “Why, hello.” Veemon moved close to Aquaveemon, with a goofy grin on his face. 

          “Hello to you too.” Aquaveemon smiled softly at Veemon.

          “Someone call heaven because I think they’re missing an angel.”  Veemon bent down and kissed Aquaveemon’s hand.

          Aquaveemon merely giggled. “Aw, that’s sweet.”

          “Man, how come my pick up lines never work like that!” Aaron replied shaking his head.

          “All in the delivery.” Sylia chuckled. “Plus Veemon is much cuter.”

          “Harsh.” Aaron replied as Veemon kissed Aquaveemon on the side of the head.

          “Well, anyway, me and my two actors are off to my Shattered Hearts sets.” Jodan stood up.

          “A dream come true.” Veemon smiled, to which Aquaveemon blushed a deep purple.

          “Hey have fun you guys.” Mr. Breaker waved as the trio walked out of the door, Aquaveemon and Veemon holding hands.

          Elvarien looked at the two blue rookies as they left. “They do make a cute couple, don’t they?”

          Mr. Breaker nodded as he walked to the door. “Oh yeah. Now let’s move on to the photo shoot.” Mr. Breaker walked down the halls and out of the science area. The halls looked different now, painted a shade of off white. Various camera and lighting equipment strewed the hallways. “I believe Acchan has a photo shoot going on right now.” Mr. Breaker walked to a studio, which proclaimed Studio Four on the side in gold letters. Mr. Breaker peeked inside, and smiled. “Yup, I was right. Come on in.” Mr. Breaker opened the door, the tour group following as always. This room was quite bright from the large fluorescent lights on either side.

          “Okay!” Acchan was taking pictures form an obviously very expensive looking camera. In front of him on a pure white set, the tall yellow fox Renamon was posing. Renamon’s breasts were fully exposed as she smiled seductively, posing for Acchan. “That’s the way, now smack your lips!” Renamon complied.

          “Oh la la.” Dark Fox looked at the sensual digimon, along with the better portion of the tour group. “I think I'm in love.”

          “All right!” Acchan took one final snap of the camera. “Take a breather babe. We need to get Impmon out here for the next set of photos.”

          “All right.” Impmon smirked from his chair; no one had noticed him before, as all eyes were on Renamon. He was wearing a blue colored bathrobe, with a picture of a smiley face on the chest. “Life just don’t get any better than this

          “My god.” The digifan Dray went up to Impmon. “You get paid to make out with Renamon.”

          “Oh yeah. Sweetest deal on earth.” Impmon jumped off his chair and pulled two cigars out of his pocket. “I get paid to have sex repeatedly with Renamon, or Rika, or whoever.” Impmon held out his finger, and ignited a fireball, lighting the two cigars. “I mean, I must have been Ghandi or something in a previous life, cause this is paradise.” Impmon handed Dray a cigar.

          “Man, those things reek!” Bigman started, waving a hand to dismiss the smoke. “You know they’ll kill you.”

          “Hey, if I die tomorrow my life will be worth it.” Impmon took a puff off the Cuban cigar, holding the other cigar. Impmon laughed as he continued chatting.

          Renamon had slipped on a thin silk bathrobe as Impmon talked to Bigman. “Why hello. Another tour group Breaker?”

          “Hey, I like being popular.” Mr. Breaker smiled. “Although I imagine I will never be as popular as you.”

          “Not without massive plastic surgery.” Renamon ran a finger over Mr. Breaker’s chin. “But hey, you’re cute none the less.”

          “Hey.” Aaron the K moved close to Renamon. “Baby you must be tired because you’ve been running through my mind all day.”

          “Well, I imagine there is plenty of space in there for me.” Renamon smirked.

          “Oh, burnt…” Darkfox laughed.

          “Hey, it only needs to work once.” Aaron replied with a shrug.

          “Has it ever worked once?” Darkfox asked Aaron.

          “No, but hope remains strong.” Aaron announced with defiance.

          Elvarien chuckled to himself as he went to speak up. “So why does a beautiful digimon like yourself always seem to be paired with that guy?’  Elvarien point over to Impmon, who was still talking to Bigman.

          “Not by my choice.” Renamon replied with a bit of a huff. “I guess all the fans like to see us as a couple, but he is not my taste. He’s brash and arrogant.”

          “So who would your ideal partner be, anyway?” Renamon replied.

          “Guilmon.” Renamon replied with a bit of a smile. “I’ve always been drawn towards the intellectual type.”

          “I see. Never even knew he was the intellectual type till today.”  Elvarien replied, remembering the dumbfounded expression of Vagrant Master when he met Guilmon for the first time.

          “I know, he smart and a terrific actor.” Renamon smiled. “You’d almost believe he was a complete idiot in real life.”

          “Tell me about it.” Vagrant replied shaking his head over the entire peanut butter incident.

          “Okay!” Acchan shouted from his camera. “We are all set up for the next shoot!”

          “Hot damn!” Impmon’s hand burst in fire, destroying the two cigars he was holding as he jumped on to the middle of the set. “I am ready for my close up.” Impmon flung off the blue bathrobe.

          “Oh, please.” Renamon rolled her eyes as she walked up tot the set, letting the blue bathrobe slip down to her ankles.

          “Hello…” Darkfox looked at the perfectly shaped yellow furred ass, along with half of the other members of the group.

          “Come on, if we start watching we will be here all day.” Mr. Breaker grabbed Darkfox’s arm as Acchan began to give his two models directions.

          “I’d like to know how Acchan gets paid to watch that, myself.”  Outlaw replied as he and the others were being directed to the door.

          “Good Karma would be my guess.” Mr. Breaker joked as they all left the studio. He took the lead and led them down the equipment filled hall.  “And one last stop for the day.” Mr. Breaker lead the group into one final studio, making sure that no recording was going on by means of the red light on the top of the doorframe. This was another lemon studio, which had an indoor forest surrounded by cameras. Three actors were currently on the stage, Terriermon, Henry, and Izzy dressed up in his Emperor Izzy outfit.

          “All right guys, are we ready?” The red haired director Red Rover shouted from his vantage point. “Then action!”

          Emperor Izzy instantly turned to face Henry and Terriermon, putting a scowl on his face. “Foolish Tamers.” Emperor Izzy advanced on Henry and Terriermon. “You should have stayed in whatever dimension you came from.”

          “Funny, we were going to say the same thing to you!” Henry replied with defiance. “Ready Terriermon?”

          “You got it Henry!” Terriermon shouted, sounding a bit scared.

          “If you wish to die, that is fine with OW!” Izzy suddenly screamed.

          “Cut!” Red Rover shouted from his director’s chair as he stood up.  “Izzy?”

          “Damn pin!” Izzy threw off his gloves. “Man, Loui must have missed one.” Izzy began to try and find the pin in the black material around his neck where the cape joined the outfit.

          “Sigh…” Red Rover sat back down. “Izzy, why don’t you go catch Loui?”

          "Sure thing Red." Izzy ran off the stage back to the dressing room.

          “Break time?” Terriermon hopped on Henry’s shoulders.

          “Yeah, take it easy.” Red Rover replied as he looked over the script.

          “Okay Red, Momintai!” Terriermon shouted as he and Henry headed towards the break room.

          Red Rover looked at his now empty set. “Man I’ve got so many projects going on, I have no time for these endless delays!”

          “Hey man, take it easy.” Another of the senior members of the Digiartists Domain spoke to the red haired director.

          “Aw, I know, it’s just these delays are tiresome, Togashi.” Red Rover stood up.

          “But hey, we do it because we love the attention.” Togashi smirked.  “That and if we quit we will be hunted down by rabid fans.”

          “Yeah, you got that right.” Red Rover looked over Togashi’s shoulder. “Looks like we got some fans right now.”

          “Hey, Togashi and Red!” Mr. Breaker waved to the pair. “How are my main men?”

          “As good as always, I see we are leading yet another tour.” Togashi looked behind Mr. Breaker.

          “Well, you know how boring administrating can get.” Mr. Breaker chuckled to himself.

          “Tell me about it.” Togashi sighed. “But the fans do love it, not to mention myself.”

          “Yeah, we do.” Jojo walked up. “The name’s Jojo.”

          “Hey man.” Togashi acknowledged the new arrival.

          “How did the Digiartists Domain come into existence anyway?” Jojo asked the question which was on many of the fans mind.

          “Well, Mist-X was the first one ever to envision a studio solely for digi erotica.” Togashi nodded. “I was inspired by her work, and decided to try my own site. I had help from several members to make this site great. Red Rover, Sonimon, Mr. Breaker, Greenmage and many others.”

          “I was inspired by Sonimon and Togashi’s works myself. Decided to try my hand at directing lemons. It was really only supposed to be a one time thing, but hey I can’t let my fans down.” Red Rover looked in Sylia’s direction. “Especially the beautiful ones.”

          “Why thank you.” Dray batted his eyes mockingly as he stood next to Sylia.

          “Very fun man.” Red Rover smirked back at the fan.

          “Hey Red Rover!” The fan boy Dave spoke up.

          Red rover turned his attention to the boy. “Yo.” Red Rover extended a hand to greet the new arrival.

          “Hey, I just want to say I am a big fan of your work.” Dave shook his hand.

          “Well, I do it all for my out of control ego.” Red Rover admitted, retracting his hand.

          “Hey man, you are Canadian right?” Dave started, asking his favorite lemon director.

          “And proud of it.” Red Rover replied with a hint of satisfaction.

          “Hey, do you know Steve? He lives in Canada, works at a Tim Horton’s.” Dave described his friend.

          Red Rover smiled with recognition. “Oh yeah, Donut Steve!”

          “You know him?” Dave replied with a smile.

          “Oh, of course! Everyone in Canada knows Steve who works at Tim Horton’s.” Red Rover replied with a grin.

          “Greta, how is he doing?” Dave inquired.

          “He’s dead.” Red Rover replied bluntly. "Okay, back on the set!" Red Rover shouted. Togashi was already laughing.

          “Huh?” Dave replied, confused. The Canadians in the group were all laughing as well.

          “Oh man!” The Canadian born Dray slapped Dave on the back. “That was the best Canadian comeback I ever heard!”

          “What?” Dave replied, even more confused.

          “I’ll explain it later, eh?” Dray laughed as Red Rover went back to filming.

          Mr. Breaker was laughing too. “Man that Red. He’s always got some snappy comeback to everything.” Mr. Breaker wiped an eye. “But come on, it looks like the bus will be arriving shortly.” Mr. Breaker headed to the brightly marked exit.

          “Man.” Bigman replied as the door swung open. “That was intense.”

          “You said it man.” Jojo nodded in agreement.

          “Glad you liked it. This was all brought to you by the hard working men and women of the Digiartists Domain.” Mr. Breaker spoke eloquently as they walked back outside to the giant gates. The tour bus had already pulled up, and was there to great them with the door wide open. “And so concludes our tour!” Mr. Breaker turned to face the group one last time.

          “Yeah thanks!” Sylia smiled happily.

          “We had a great time.” Outlaw nodded his head.

          “That was certainly a memorable experience.” Imac agreed with Sylia.

          “For some more than others.” Elvarien nudged Anus in the ribs.

          “I’ll say!” Anus replied with a goofy grin.

          "But you all enjoyed yourselves, and that's what we are all about." Mr. Breaker watched as the crowd began to board the bus. He waved to them as the last few members finally walked onto the vehicle. “And remember, for all your digimon erotica needs, come to the Digiartists Domain!”

 

 

 

          Well there you have it!  The DaD comedy lemon. Man that was hard to write, but it was fun. Hope everybody who signed up enjoyed his or her part. Any questions, comments, etc, email me at mrredrover@hotmail.com.

Damn, that took: Madman a hell of a long time to do. Duh.