Well this story is a Hell of a lemon  I think all you hentai people are going to like this very much... please don’t get your keyboard all sticky, imagine your girlfriend (no offence)walk on you and ask you “hey what that?” and you say “oh um this is frosting from a cake i was eating” and she say “really? Oh let me tasted” and you say “No...WAIT...” and you know what will happen after that...hehehehehe 

Anyway this is a REALLY special lemon ¼please enjoy it, and of course I think you will... hehehehe.

 

By:Rilestmoon

 

The Dark Digiworld: Oscar Night          Part 1

 

 

 

Narrator-“Welcome to a wonderful and special night of lemon Oscars”.

Rob the interviewer-“It is a wonderful night and the Digi artists domain and the Dark Digiworld lemon writers are arriving in their limousine here at the Dark Digiworld special lemon Oscars auditorium, oh here come a lemon writer, excuse me sir can you say some words to the folks on t.v. ,by the way what is your name? asked rob.

Darkmon-“The name Darkmon, im the boss of the Dark Digiworld and one of the lemon writers” replied darkmon proudly

Rob-“WOW folk this is the creator of the Dark Digiworld Lemon site, here you have a proudly lemon writer folks, Thanks Darkmon

Darkmon-“Don’t mention it” said darkmon walking on the red carpet.

Rob-“Oh here we got two more lemons writers coming or way,

excuse me some words to the people” said rob thrusting his microphone forward to the lemon writer

Red Rover-“ well hello im Red Rover and this here is my friend and rival togashi, im a lemon writer from Artist domain and from the Dark DigiWorld be sure to check out my lemons” said Red Rover smiling

Togashi-“ well im good friend of ol Red here and im a Artist Domain writer be sure to check my lemons too” replied him grinning like a fox

Rob-“Thank you gentlemen for your time, there you have it folks two lemon writers from another well know site Digi Artist Domain” explained rob in front of the camera

Rob-“ oh here comes another lemon writ...wait a second is that a kid???, hey kid what on earth are you doing here, you are not suppose to be here!!!” shouted rob to the kid

Kid-“ What did you just called me? Asked the kid glaring at rob, “to your information im a lemon writer and the name is Rilest or Rilestmoon as you prefer” explained rilest glaring at rob dumbstruck face.

Rilest-“if you excuse me i have to go on, Darkmon, Red wait up”shouted rilest.

Rob- Im so sorry Rilest, but is that you look so young, how old are you if you don’t mind asking” asked rob

Rilest-“That ok... im 15 i think im the most youngest lemon writer from the Dark Digiworld, well i have to go see ya” replied rilest walking away.

Rob-“Wow folks we just saw the youngest lemon writer in the Dark Digiworld, well i gonna be here interviewing the other lemons writer, now i gonna leave you with kathy from inside the auditorium were the Oscars will take place, this has been Rob White from OLN, back at you Kathy.

 

Inside the auditorium

 

Kathy-“Thank you Rob... im Kathy from inside the auditorium were the Oscars Lemon Night  or OLN for short will take place, oh here comes some of the actors of this wonderful lemons, please some words to the people

Veemon-“Well hi im veemon and this is my girlfriend Gatomon” said veemon with a big grin

Gatomon-“Veemon... you are embarrassing me” replied gatomon blushing red “ahem well im gatomon and this here is my digidestine kari”said gatomon introducing kari to kathy

Kathy-“Why thank you very much gatomon for your time, well people there you have some of the actors from those lemons you love sooo much, here come some more actors, excuse me some words to the people in their homes” said Kathy

Davis-“My name is Davis im veemon digidestine and a proud actor of those lemons” said Davis showing off with a grin

Kathy-“And who may you be?” asked kathy

Matt-“The name is Matt and this here is my bro T.K, this guys here are Tai, Mimi, Joe, Izzy, Sora, and you already know Kari we are the original Digidestine ,now These here are the armor digimon digidestine they are Cody, Yolei, You all ready know Davis ,T.K and Kari, and these here are The newest digidestine Rika, Henry, and Takato” explained Matt with the microphone in his hand in front of the camera.

Kathy-“OK thank you... now give me my microphone” demanded kathy.

Matt-“ oh sorry got carry away” said matt with a embarrassed grin.

Kathy-“Thank you... please your seats are in the front you may go, thanks for you time... well i just have received that the Oscars will start in just a few minutes so people stay tuned.

 

Every lemon writer arrive and the lights go off, the music start  running as two people come out to welcome everybody.

 

Rinku-“Ladies, Gentlemen and Digimons i welcome you to the First Dark DigiWorld: Oscars Night, in this Night we will see lots of works from the greatest writers that inspired their life to write this wonderful stories, We will see Yaoi,Yuri, Straight, Rape, Crossover and Parodies stories this night, we will decide what first 3 are the best, then the judges will chose 1,2, and 3 place, here are the judges  Jorge, Neo, Kathy and Sasha they will grade the lemon quality and lemony part as well.

Auron-“As you know the Dark Poll is already up in the Dark Digiworld so we decide that the competition will be based on the vote in the poll...the lemon writers elected to compete are...” Explained Auron opening a envelope “They are, Red Rover, Darkmon, Rilestmoon, Jordan, Omegamon , Gabumatic , Daemeon, Omegadramon , DigimonSH and Tank Cop...please a warm welcome to this lemons writers” said Auron from the microphone, every single fans in there roared with hand claps and shouting.

Auron-“ First we will start with the Yuri division, in this division the lemons writers participating are: DigimonSh with the lemon “Cat Nap”... then we have Jordan with “Lies and Digivices”... then with have Red Rover lemon called “Two Warriors” and finally the lemon Writer Darkmon with the lemon called “Dark Innocence”.

Metal Mikemon-“ ALL THAT and is only the yuri Division...men this is going to be a long night” Whispered Metal Mikemon to Boss Reo.

Boss Reo-“ Yeah i know... by the way where Christine is she coming or what? asked Boss Reo to Mikemon

Metal Mikemon-“Nahh she told me that she had some plans already” replied Metal Mikemon.

Boss Reo-“ Hmmm That is not like her... oh well she had her reasons” said Boss Reo turning his head back to Listen to Auron talking.

 

 

Author note ( I bet you Want to know what happened with Christine...well here what happen to her)

 

In a Romantic and Expensive Restaurant ^.^

 

Madman-“ My love My sweet heart what do you want to eat” said Madman looking at Christine with hearts eyes

Christine-(Oh Red you are going to get it...you are going to get it really bad after this thing is over!!!”) thought Christine really angry “um well i want (oh i gonna leave him broke hehehe) one lobster, one T-bone steak with Roast potatoes and two Fine dessert of the house” replied Christine darkly to the butler who sweat dropped a little.

Madman-“ ok my love wants one Lobster, One T-bone steak with roast potatoes and Two Dess...(Cd scrape) SAY WHAT??? you are going to eat all that???” asked Madman dumbstruck.

Christine-“ Well honey (oh god i can believe i just said that) im kind of hungry” said Christine with a smile

Madman-“ oh well anything for my sweet heart” replied madman with hearts in his eyes again

 

Author note-( Well Here the catch... Red rover asked Christine if she could do him the favor to take madman somewhere else because Red knew that if madman wouldn’t be selected in the Oscars he probably would form a hell of a problem in there soooo now she is stick with Madman until the Oscars are over... hehehe sorry Christine)

P.S

(IF you have read Red Commentaries, you would have an example  of why Red Din’t want Madman there heheheheh ^,^

 

Back at the Oscars

 

 

Auron-“ Well the judges are ready...ok lets roll the first lemon” shouted Auron, everybody clapped as the light tuned off and the Lemon started Playing..

                                                                                DigimonSh

 

  Warning, this is a lemon, thus adult and you should not read it if your under 18. It also involves digimon on human, TONS of Yuri and involves a fetish called

distension where large objects are fitted into girls. No blood and gore though accompanies this, but still if you feel you find this offensive do not continue. By continuing you state that you are willing reading this and are 18 years of age, thus removing all responsibility from the writer of this lemon.

This is also my second completed lemon.

 

 

                                                    Cat Nap

 

            “FIRE ROCKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” yelled Flamedramon as he jumped into the air, flames jumping to attention and spreading fiercely across

his body. Charging in a head butt at what appeared to be a solid black, stone-like, Orgemon, he was just about to make contact with his attack when the

evil digimon yelled out “PUMMEL WHACK!!!!” hitting the blue digimon three times in succession with his bone club. The force of the blows sent him flying backwards into the ground, carving a deep rut in the soil.

            Wiping his hand across his face, Flamedramon got up slowly, already feeling a sore spot on the back of his head forming from his rough landing.

Turning to the others he yelled, “Look out, this guys tougher then the real Orgemon!” to his teammates.

            Blackorgemon chuckled, “Of course I am. That weakling no match for me!”

            “Im sure he say the same thing about you!” yelled Joe, chuckling to himself as the digimon blinked at him in surprise.

“Truth is your both nothing but a big joke! LUANCHING FISHES!!!!!!!!” yelled Gomamon. Immediately a group of flying, multi colored fish jumped out of a nearby puddle on the forests floor and sped towards the evil digimon.

            Bringing his bone club back, Blackorgemon managed to yell out,

“PUMMEL WHA..!!!!” before a re-ignited Flamedramon head butted him in the small of his back. A second later the flying fishes hit him head first, tipping him over the now crouching digimon.

             “YOUR TURN NEFIRTIMON!!!!!” yelled Kari pointing towards the battle.

            “My pleasure!” said the sphinx-like, winged cat as it flew past Kari and over the battlefield. Crying out “ROSSETA STONE!!!!”  the female digimon

opened up a rift of glowing energy and shot a stone covered in complex markings.

Blackorgemon only had a moment to react after he hit the ground, a second before

he was disintegrated into random data.

            “Way to show some teamwork guys!” yelled Davis as he ran over to the group of digimon with Kari and Joe in tow. Nefirtimon landed on the ground as both her and Flamedramon started to glow and revert to their normal Gatomon and Veemon states.

            “Yeah I suppose you could say that! I just wish we could of done a little more butt kicking instead of having to use our heads!” Veemon grimaced a

little bit and touched the back of his head where a lump was now forming,

causing the rest of the group to start laughing.

            After a few seconds Gatomon fell over, sitting down on the ground.

“Boy, I need a cat nap.”

            Kari giggled, “I can see why, we have been fighting these Blackdigimons all day! You guys haven’t even had a break!”

            Veemon nodded and then laughed as his stomach growled, “Can we have lunch now?”

            Davis nodded, “I don’t see why not, we have done enough work here for one day. Besides, its a Saturday and I want to lounge around for once!”

            “Oh brother...” said Joe as the group started laughing again, causing Davis to blush.

            “Don’t worry, Davis.” Said Kari in between giggles. “Im sure the rest of us want to be home just as badly as you do.”

            “Not me I wanna go fishing!!! Can we Joe?!? Can we?!?! Can we?!?!ö”asked Gomamon practically jumping up and down in place.

            Joe visibly sweatdropped, causing another giggle from Kari and Gatomon, “Uh why don’t you go right ahead. I have a make up test to do on Monday and I want to study for it.”

            Gomamon raised an eyebrow at this, but smirked anyway, “Fine by me party pooper. Me? Im going to go catch me some fish!’

            “Bye Gomamon!” yelled Kari                                    “Bye everybody!!!” yelled Gomamon back as he ran off into the forest.

            “You know I always wondered how a guy with flippers for legs can run that fast.” Said Joe watching as the digimon disappeared into the trees.

            “Maybe he runs for track?”interjected Davis.

            “Some how I highly doubt It. I don’t think he would have the will power to stick to something like that.” Said Joe pushing up his glasses.

            “Well considering all the evil digimon we seem to meet he might have plenty of motivation!” Said Davis.

            Suddenly Veemon’s stomach growled again moments later Gatomon’s seemed to reply in turn.

            Davis sweatdropped, “I think we better find a TV and get back to the real world before these two digest themselves!”

            “Sounds good to me.” Said Kari in agreement.

            “And then we can eat!!!” yelled Veemon happily hopping up and down.

            “Sounds purrfect to me.” Said Gatomon getting up as the group started off for home.

                                                        (^_^)

            “Thanks for the lift back home Joe!” yelled Kari getting out of the car.

            “No, prob. It was on my way and somehow I think Tai would be upset with me if I let you walk home from Izzy’s.” said Joe. Waving goodbye as Gatomon got out of the car, he drove off leaving Kari and her digimon to turn back to

their apartment building.

            Taking the elevator to the 13th floor, Kari unlocked their

apartments door and threw herself down on the couch in the living room. A short

moment later a tired Gatomon jumped up behind her and yawned.

            “So what should we do first, eat? Or sleep?” asked Kari tilting her

head backwards to look at her digimon questionly. She giggled a little as the

digimon’s stomach rumbled in answer to her question. “Guess that answers my question.”

            Gatomon nodded and lazily jumped to the floor and worked her way to

the top of the kitchen counter. “Im so hungry I could eat a Tyrannomon!”

            “Now THAT’S hungry!” said Kari giggling as she got up from the couch and opened up the fridge. “Its too bad Tai not here, he could have made us an omelet.”

            Gatomon made a face, “No offence, Kari, but your brother’s omelets are terrible.”

            Kari giggled, “I know, just don’t tell him that. He thinks he a great cook.”

            Gatomon rolled her eyes as Kari set out a bowl and poured herself some cereal. Putting the box away she got out another bowl for Gatomon and poured some milk into it. Hopping up into her chair at the table, Gatomon smiled

up at the girl as she took her own seat, “Its fine with me if you want to delude the poor boy. Just as long as I don’t have to taste any of his food!” The digimon made her point by sticking a claw in her mouth and making a gagging

noise.

            Kari giggled and watched for a little bit as Gatomon started licking

the milk out of her bowl before taking her own spoon up and chowing down. She still kept her eye on the little digimon though, a few thoughts running through

her brain about the Gatomon. Mostly about what else her tongue could be licking.

Immediately Kari blushed as she felt the insides of her underwear starting to

get a little wet, shifting a little uncomfortably she caught a knowing glance from Gatomon and they both sped up in their eating.

            Tipping their bowls back they downed the last of the milk in them,

finishing off their meals. Setting her own bowl down Kari giggled at the sight of her digimon, “Uh, Gatomon? You’ve got a milk mustache.”

            The cat like digimon giggled too as she looked at Kari, getting an idea she hopped up and walked to the end of the table where she was sitting till

her face was less then an inch from the other girls. “You got one to Kari, but I can fix that.” Said Gatomon as she licked Kari’s face. Immediately the girl

started giggling, and surprisingly did the same to her. “So shall we?”

            The young girl blushed a bit and nodded as she got up and put their bowls in the sink. By that time the small digimon had already gone halfway down the hallway to their shared room and Kari had to run to catch up with her. She

giggled when Gatomon back flipped onto the bed in the room, landing on top of one of the big purple pillows that were her favorites.

            Seeing the mischievous grin on the cat digimon’s face, Kari grinned back and peeled off her skintight shirt as she shut the door, revealing a small

nearly see through white cotton bra. Unbuckling her belt next, she slipped out

of her yellow shorts and pulling off her shoes fell into bed next to her,

wearing nothing but her bra, some white cotton panties, her socks and her pink gloves.

            Adjusting herself so that she was lying next to her digimon on one of the large purple pillows of her bed, she reached behind herself and unfastened the small bra. Gatomon”s eyes practically dropped out of her head as

she saw the small girls breasts bounce free, the pink nipples seeming to crown

the small peaks perfectly. Kari giggled as less then a second after she felt her bra slipping away, she found Gatomon’s weight pressing her back into the pillow.

 

Immediately the tiny Gatomon mouth wrapped its self around her left breast,

tiny teeth lightly brushing across the soft flesh of the mounds and a rough cat-like tongue running circles around the small pert nipple, making it hard as nearly half of the young girls breast was pushed into the digimon mouth.

Meanwhile Gatomon hands were busy around the other breast, rapidly her right paw squeezed it rhythmically, while with her left paw she lightly dragged the

claw like tips of it across the side of the breast, bringing it back and froth

and rubbing the nipple every time she got near its top, making the skin twitch under her touch.

            Behind her, Kari moaned loudly as Gatomon started suckling roughly,

standing practically on the young girls shoulders. Opening her eyes slightly, the brown haired girl pushed her waist and chest up with her legs so that

Gatomon was closer to her head, then using her fingers, she reached between the

cats legs and spread her pussy out so that she could see the small little bud of her clitoris. Burying her own mouth into it, she pushed the tip of her tongue

inside the small hole, hearing Gatomon let out a little squeak as Kari pushed the larger, upper portion of her tongue against the digi-girls clit. By moving her lower tongue in and out of the small hole and pushing the top of it as hard

as she could against Gatomon clit, she was able to rub both of them at once

and within seconds Gatomon was letting out small yelps of pleasure around the breast in her mouth.

            After nearly a minute of this, Gatomon slowly lifted her mouth off of the young girl breast, giving the tip of the nipple one last quick lick

before she rested her head between the girls, two soft mounds. Rubbing herself against them cat-like in pleasure as she was licked inside and out, Gatomon wrapped her small arms around the breasts and pushed them hard against her head.

Immediately Kari started moaning into the cats pussy, shoving her tongue deeper and deeper in pleasure as she felt the small hairs of the cat like head rubbing

back and forth along the sides of her breasts. Within seconds her nipples were almost painfully rock hard as the digimon ears brushed back and forth across

them as she moved.

            “AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! KAAAAAAAAARIIIII!!!!!!!!” Yelled

out Gatomon suddenly as she orgasmed. Shoving her tongue as deep as she could into the small pussy, Kari began gulping down hard as the digimon sent a blast of warm cum into her mouth. By the time that the small digimon had finished,

Kari swore that the neighbors had probably heard them. She didn’t care though as she suddenly had her own orgasm do to the attention her breasts were getting, drenching the crotch of her panties as she arched her back and waist into the

air.

            Gatomon smiled as she looked back at Kari and shifted her position farther up so that the main of her body was in between the girls breasts, parts of her lying over their outer regions. Moving her tail as Kari pushed her waist

upwards until she was practically bent over while on her back, Gatomon wrapped the end of the tip around the small piece of cloth thats was the girls panties

and slowly brought it down. Moving her leg a little bit, Kari finished by kicked off the small pair of underwear as Gatomon pulled the girls hips towards her so

that her mouth was over the small opening between the girls legs. Grabbing similarly onto the digimons small hips, Kari pulled Gatomon own small cunt

towards her as they both dashed their heads forward, shoving their tongues as

deep as they could inside each other, wiggling them around as fast as they could into each other.

            Immediately both of them gasped as they felt their nether regions being explored and probed, Kari by Gatomons slightly rougher tongue and

Gatomon by Kari much larger one. Both nearly pulled out as their eyes clamped shut and their breaths became more ragged, but instead of pulling out they tried that much more harder to plunge deeper into their partner, savoring

the taste of the cum that lined each of their inner walls. It was less then a minute before the two of them cried out in their mutual orgasms, drenching each

others faces and matting Gatomon fur and whiskers.

            Falling off the bigger girls chest, Gatomon landed on the pillow back first making a big “fwoopmh” as the pillow depressed. Licking her face clean of the cum matting her fur, she sat up as Kari got off the bed, the young

girl giggling at her slightly soaked companion.

Getting down on all fours as she watched the small digimon hop off of the bed

Kari said, “You look like you just took a bath, Gatomon.” Before licking some of the cats cum off her own lips.

            Gatomon blushed a bit, “After what we just did, I think I just did! Too bad I didn’t have a bar of soap!”

            Kari giggled again and blushed as she brought her hands down between her legs, parting her pussy lips as she watched the little digimon come up

behind her. Gatomon shouted “GATOMON DEDIGIVOLVE TOO. SALAMON!!!!!!!!” and

immediately started glowing bright white as she de-digivolved to her rookie form, Salamon, shrinking and taking on a smaller size by about two or three

inches or so. The new form also looked rather kitten like besides the size change, with a light pink fur color all over, large floppy ears and as Kari

called it a “Soooo cute” appearance

           Walking up to the waiting Kari, the newly de-digivolved Salmon licked a rough tongue over the young girls clit once, causing the pink pussy lips to shiver slightly, then slowly, raising her paw, she pushed it into the

small girls opening, feeling the soft walls of it wrap tightly around it. Pushing the paw slowly into the girl, she managed to fit in about 5 inches before she ran out of leg, exciting several loud moans from Kari. Salamon, being

careful not to fall over and using the other leg already imbedded in the girl as balance, raised her other front paw and slowly pushed this one inside her also.

Kari suddenly came about halfway through, drenching both of the legs and paws and making the second paw slid in much quicker and easier then at first, having

re-lubricated her pussy walls with her cum.

            “You ready for this Kari?” Asked the higher pitched voice of Salamon. She used her two, deeply embedded paws to pull open the young girl by

about an inch as she readied herself, peering almost directly to the back of the girl with her cat like eyes. Unable to really say anything through the pleasure

she was experiencing, Kari nodded her head slightly and squeezed her eyes shut.

Taking her cue, Salamon took a deep breath and then pushed her head into the tight opening of the girls cunt, feeling the girl juices mat the fur of her face as she pushed her cold nose into the girl. Wiggling in deeper, up to and past her ears, she could hear Kari muffled moans of pleasure through the thick walls of the girls pussy and forced herself in even harder, managing to push herself inside of the girl up to her waist, the whole act stretching the young girl cunt considerably since she was only slightly larger in width then a persons leg. Wiggled her hind legs frantically as she lost contact with the floor, Salmon used her front legs to pull the rest of herself inside the warm inner folds of Kari pussy. Immediately the digi-girl felt the walls of the other girls tight cunt grip around her and another flood of cum drenched the

kitten like body, matting the entire length of fur of her coat.

            Kari, meanwhile, nearly screamed out in pleasure as she felt the small digimon wiggle past her cunt outer lips, the weight and size of the

small body making her belly bulge slightly. Forcing her eyes open, she looked down between her arms and small breasts so she could see the small indents the

digimons paws were making on the outside of her stomach, pushing outwards slightly as she walked around lightly inside her. The outline of the cat could be clearly seen as it stretched the surface directly around it, every single one

of the bulges on the young girls stomach could beunmistakably seen as an eye,

an ear, an paw or even a nose.

            Inside her Salamon slowly began working her way around, pushing

against the soft, sensitive flesh of the girl cunt as she blindly turned

inside the pitch black and damp nether regions of the girl. Finally finding what she was looking, for she pushed against the already closed, tight exit of the

young girls cunt. Kari gasped loudly and nearly fell over as she felt the small head slowly begin to emerge from inside herself. Shortly after less then an inch

was pushed out, revealing the small mouth and nose, the girl felt the large object that was the digimon inside her contract and expand as the digi-girl let out the breath she had been holding since she had climbed in and then took

another equally deep breath in turn. This set Kari off into another orgasm, drenching the Salamon in a small flood once again, pulling the small portion of

the digimon that was outside her, back in, as the muscles along her walls rippled and gripped the small body.

            Waiting for nearly half a minute before Kari stopped cumming, Salamon wiggled/walked her way back to the small entrance and pushed her head

against it again, spreading the small lips and stretching them out greatly as the large part of her head was forced through. Both her and Kari let out a loud

sigh as the digimon stopped, imbedded up to her neck in the girl.

            “*Pant* Salamon.*pant*” said Kari. Her arms finally giving out on

her, wobbling and making her lower herself onto her chest. She let out a few slight moans and rubbed the small, sensitive mounds against the carpet as she felt Salamon move slightly to look down at the girl from between her legs.

            “Yes, Kari?”

            Kari looked back at the small drenched and matted head sticking out

from between her legs and giggled even though she was still feeling her orgasm slightly, “Im glad we figured out we could do this.”

            “Me too!” said Salamon, wiggling a little bit, trying to getting comfortable in the warm, damp, insides of the girl. They both had been doing this for the past month, ever since the first time they had discovered that the small digimon could fit. They had even made it habit of doing it every night,

since Salamon found the damp recesses of the girl a more comfy bed then sleeping elsewhere.

            Kari gasped again as the small digimon settled inside her and then

giggling to herself propped herself back up with her hands, “Ready Salamon?”

            “Ready!” said the small digimon bracing herself with her paws against the insides of the young girls pussy. Reaching under herself, bracing her stomach and Salamon, Kari pushed herself up into a crouched/standing

position. Moving quickly she managed to walk over to a small stack of books on the floor with a basket of yarn next to it. Looking down at the small digimon

and supporting it with her hand so it wouldn’t slip out of her, she sat down on the books, leaning back so the entrance to her pussy was nearly level to the

ground.

Closing her eyes slightly and biting her lip to keep from moaning out loud as the small digimon adjusted itself once again to her new position, Kari reached out for the small, blue ball of yarn that she used to played with the digimon

with. Unwrapping a small length of it she slowly draped it around her shoulder, chest and waist, unwinding it as she went and giggling slightly at the wild gleam of Salamon eyes as she watched the yarn unfurl. Making sure to wrap the

yarn around her small breasts last and making a crisscross pattern over the small red nipples, she let lose another five inches or so of the yarn before

setting it back down in the basket next to her.

            “Here you go, Salamon.” Said Kari giggling again as she dropped the small line of yarn, not wrapped around herself, onto the top of the digimon head. Immediately a paw shot out from inside of her, rubbing across her clit and

making Kari moan as sparks of pleasure shot up through her, the lone paw quickly grabbed the string and pulled it towards the female digimon mouth as Kari bobbed the thread up and down. Clamping down on it with her teeth, Salamon

pulled on it as hard as she could, wiggling her feet wildly inside the young girl as her cat instincts took over and she tried to gain control of the yarn.

As she tugged, the part of the yarn that was wrapped around Kari breasts tightened and loosened, squeezing the mounds tightly as the two played their

game.

            After about nearly a minute Kari felt herself warm up and contract again around the kicking digimon. Watching as the outline of her digimon grew

slightly more clear across her stomach, Kari clamped her eyes shut as she cried out in pleasure again as she orgasmed for the fifth time, sending wave after wave of sticky cum onto the digimon inside her, having the strongest orgasm of

the night. Clenching down on the Salamon for nearly two minutes with her pussy muscles, she continued playing with the Salamon and the yarn, causing the small

digimon to kick around more inside her, pushing against the rippling walls and giving her even more pleasure. Her breasts and nipples were rubbed back and forth by the thread as it was pulled and tugged before she finally sighed as the

last of her orgasm came over her. Slouching back against one of the walls of the room, Kari blinked tiredly, exhausted from her multiple orgasms and looked at the digimon in-between her legs.

            “Ready for bed, Salamon?”

            The Salamon yawned in answer, stretching with her one free paw and slowly pulled it back inside the digidestined. Kari giggled at the cuteness of the little thing inside her, and slowly pushed herself back up into a semi standing position. Flopping onto her back in the small bed she pulled one of the

pillows in between her legs for the small Salamon to rest her head on and then pulled one underneath her own. Within seconds of their lying down they were both fast asleep, the small Salamon in the girls pussy snoring lightly as she

dozed up to her neck inside of her best friend. Through out the rest of the night the digimon breathing sending slight shivers of pleasure though the girl in her sleep, causing her to dream over and over again of their activities of

the night.

 

END

 

Well hope you enjoyed it,

 

Lemon finished and the light got turn on again

 

Auron-“Well... there you have it the first contestant lemon, give a strong applause to DigimonSh” said Auron sweat dropping a little.

Togashi-“Man that was extreme” said togashi out of breath

Boss Reo-“ You really outdone yourself this time DigimonSh that was a great lemon”said Boss Reo sweating a little

DigimonSh-“ Thank you Boss Reo i really enjoy it writing it”

Darkmon-“Rilest are you allright? Asked Darkmon kind of worried.

Rilestmoon-“Oh God that lemon was GREAT darkmon” shouted Rilestmoon grinning madly

Rilestmoon-“ Hey kari, i just loved that thing you did with gatomon there” said rilestmoon grinning

Kari-“Well thanks Rilest” replied Kari Blushing red, all of the digidestine including tai looked at her and gatomon dumbstruck at what they just have seen in that lemon.

Darkmon-“Oh boy you are right Togashi This is going to be a long night” said Darkmon sweat dropping too

Jordan-“Hey Guys my lemon is next, this shall be a good one too” Grinned Jordan happily

Auron-“ Ok next up the lemon from the writer Jordan, Lights please...” shouted Auron sitting in a chair.

                The light turned down once again and the lemon started

 

                                                                Sex, Lies and D-3

 

Shattered Hearts part 2

Written by: DarkGatomon2k1 (a.k.a. Talismon)

Co-writer: Jodan

 

Talismon: We do not own Digimon, although Jodan here says he does. [glares at  Jodan] Last time I checked, Toei Animations and Bandai owned it. It is also  association with Fox Kids and other companies.

Jodan: Before I forget, Im giving you credit for this chapter, since I liked it  so much.

Talismon: Really? [dances around happily]

Sex, Lies, and D-3 Digivices...? 

            Morning. The rain had ceased to fall. The damp forest expressed its  pungent yet enchanting smell with the air, sending it to whomever was to receive  it. The thunderous rain clouds have separated, causing rays of lights to fall  through, awaiting to be caught. The forest canopy seemed to brighten in its jade  splendor. A gentle mist blanketed the land. The rays of light managed to fall  into the mouth of the cave, not able to fully enter it, barely lighting the  heart of it. The faint light manage to reach two slumbering digimon. The light  barely cut through their eyelids, causing the lighter coloured one to stir. Her  movements triggered motion in her companion also. The two sleepy Vee warriors  awoke from their slumber.

            The two looked at each other through half closed eyes, still reeling  from what had happened the night earlier. They couldnt believe it, it actually  happened; and it was the best thing to ever happen to them. The other stood,  assisting the first up and embracing her when she stood. They observed the light  cutting through the musty air at the mouth of their cave and slowly made their  way there. They walked hand in hand outside to the sunlight, smiling at each  other and stretched as it met them, its warmth embracing both their bodies. The  one called Veemon was no longer feeling, angry, depressed, or sorrowful; he had  finally found a soul mate and it wasnt Gatomon. He had finally gotten over  Gatomon and was supremely happy about it. How come he didnt get over her  earlier? It was obvious that they were not meant for each other it seemed that  the only one to realize that was Gatomon herself; he was just living in denial.  But, this he and AquaVeemon this felt right, felt proper. Veemon sighed happily  as he watched Aqua sit among a wild rose bed, taking in the fragrant scent being  exfoliated.

            Aqua couldnt believe it! She had found a hunk of a digimon, who  actually loved her! He didnt just love her for her body; it actually was deeper  than that. It was like something was triggered between the both of them when  they first met that drew them together. Even when she doubted her worth to him,  he saw otherwise. Even though she was just averagely good looking, having a slim  build, medium sized breasts, light fur and a cute face, he loved every bit of  her. She had found a soul mate and it was all thanks to Gennai.             “Who woulda thunk it?” she said aloud.

            “Who woulda thunk what?” Veemon asked.

            “Oh, nothing,” she said quickly, blushing as she noticed Veemon  looking at her. Veemon only smiled.

            Having slept the whole night in the Digiworld, they figured their  respective partners would be looking for them. While embracing the sunlight and  enjoying the roses, a girl voice was heard calling for someone. The two  strained their ears to hear who was being called, but the person proved too far  off to be heard coherently. They continued to soak up rays, lying side by side.  It proved not too long before they were kissing and hugging again, not being  able to pry themselves from the strange bond attracting each other. But as much  as they wanted to continue, the realization that the voice and the person the  voice belonged to were coming closer broke them up.

            It was Marika. She had come looking for AquaVeemon to give her  something. Aqua had totally forgot. The day before, she had told Marika that she  would be spending the day in the Digiworld with Gennai for a special assignment  he asked of her. Having her partner and best friend away for the day, Marika had  promised to bring her favourite food from the real world to eat while she was  there because she told Marika once that she was growing quite tired of the  fruits, berries and the occasional fish that she usually ate when she was there.  Aqua thought of hiding Veemon from her, but Marika told her she wanted to see  her boyfriend when she got one, and Aqua wanted to show Marika Veemon, so she  just stood in front of him until Marika came into the clearing. She came  straight for Aqua when she was in sight.

            “Aqua! I've been looking all over for you! Where have you Aqua whos  this?” she asked looking at Veemon curiously.

            AquaVeemon smiled real big. The time had finally come where she  could show Marika her mon.

            “Marika this is Veemon” she beamed. “Veemon Marika!”“Pleased to meecha!” he replied courteously, shaking her hand.             “The pleasures all mine,” she told him.

            She then stopped and took a closer look at him. He looked almost  exactly like her digimon. He was more muscular than she was, a darker blue shade  of fur than her, and seemed to be very charming. Plus, he had a good handshake.             “Hey wait a minute you look just like AquaVeemon! You wouldnt  happen to be a Digidestined's digimon, would you?”

            “Yup!” he chirped. “Im the partner of Davish Motomiya from Odaiba,  Japan. He is the Keeper of Courage and Friendship!”

            “Courage and Friendship?” she pondered. “I just have one attribute.  Im the Keeper of Dignity. By the way, Im from America.”

            “Really?” Veemon’s face brightened. “America, huh? Do you know Mimi?  Or Michael? How bout Willis? Laura actually you probably wouldnt know  Laura she from Canada”

            AquaVeemon giggled as Marika looked at him with a blank face. Veemon  was babbling on and he didnt even know it. A flurry of words and Marika was  barely able to follow them.

            “Huh?” he paused. “Oh were you going to say something?” He still  receives a blank expression from her. “Um Ill just be quiet now”             AquaVeemon covered her mouth trying her best to muzzle her laughs as  Marika smiled at him. She found him enjoyable and goofy, and she just met him.  Aqua had picked well; she made her proud. Aqua then walked up to her.             “Veemon says hes going to take me to meet the Digidestined of  Japan. Is that okay with you?” she asked hopefully.

            “Sure,” Marika smiled. She shielded her mouth and whispered to Aqua, “But, dont forget you have to tell me all the juicy details about you and him.”             They both grinned and looked over at Veemon, who was looking at the  two suspiciously. Having school to go to, Marika gathered her things and  prepared to leave. She talked with Veemon a little more and then bid the two of  them farewell.

            “Ill see you two later,” she said, walking to the nearby portal.             “Wait!” Aqua called. “What about my snacks!”

            “Oh yeah!”she remembered. “How could I forget?”             She handed Aqua a bag of stuff she came with and bid farewell.  Veemon turned to Aqua.

            “Well, lets go! Davish should be waiting for me.” 

In the Motomiya’s residence

            Two digimon crashed into the room preoccupied by Davis. Davis was  still sleeping (no surprise) and his room was very messy from the night before.  He had finished an extra long soccer practice and was totally drained from it.  He didnt bother put anything away, having no strength to do so. He didnt even  talk to Kari when she passed him by, which she found strange. He probably just  didnt notice her. He was literally dragging his soccer gear along the sidewalk  all the way home.

            “Is it always like this?” Aqua whispered.

            “What the room or coming through the portal?” he whispered back,  smiling.

            “Hmm both.”

            “Yup!”

            They both giggled silently as Davis turned over. Once he got home  the previous night, as soon as his head touched the pillow, he was out like a  light. He didnt eat any dinner, so he was going to be pretty hungry when he  finally woke up. The two Vee warriors watched as Davis gracelessly turned over,  throwing his arms and legs everywhere; he was clearly a bad sleeper. They  admired how they were able to literally crash into the room and still fail to  wake him. But that would soon be outlived. There was a sudden noise at the door.  For fear of being discovered, the two of them scrambled for cover. DemiVeemon  managed to jump into the laundry hamper. Having nowhere to hide in such a messy  room, and not yet devolving to her in training form, AquaVeemon had no choice  but to jump in bed with Davis, who was too sleepy to even notice. Being a bad  sleeper, she just hoped that he didnt turn over and end up using her as a  pillow!

            “Davis!” Jun called. “Wake up! Its time for school!”             “Just gimme five more minutes” he mumbled lazily, turning over.             “Well, Kari says shell be coming over in fifteen minutes to pick  you up.”

            Davis shot up, almost knocking Aqua out of the bed. She cowered to  the corner of the bed under the covers, curling into a ball. Davis then noticed  someone in the bed with him and assumed it was DemiVeemon, so he waited until  Jun left to uncover him. He then lifted the covers.

            “All right, DemiVeemon, you can come out now.”             “Um Im over here, Davish” he said crawling out of the dirty  laundry.

            Davis saw him coming out of the hamper and then looked back under  the covers.

            “If you’re over there, than whos in here?”

            He lifted the covers to find a pair of copper eyes staring back at  him. Freaking out, he backed up and fell off of the bed, stumbling backwards to  the wall. The thing belonging to the copper eyes crawled out from the tossed  sheets cautiously, looking around. He stood up quickly and screamed out.             “What the hell is that?” he screamed at DemiVeemon.             “Im a digimon,” it replied for him. “I thought you knew that by  now”

            “A digimon? A girl? In my bed?!”

            Realizing what the boy was thinking about, she started to freak out  as well. “Um its not what you think” she panicked.

            Calming down slightly, Davis was able to hear Jun calling to him.             “Davis! Whats going on up there?”

            “Uh uh nothing!” he called back.

            “Well, keep it down then!”

            Calming down and taking a deep breath, Davis took another look at  the new digimon.  He found her strikingly similar to DemiVeemon rookie form  Veemon. She was aqua in colour, was slim, and not as muscular as he was. She had  a cute face with copper eyes. He looked her over once more.             “Hey” he realized. “You look just like my Veemon!”            “My name AquaVeemon,” she blushed. “Its a pleasure to meet you”             Davis scratched the back of his head. “Yeah. Same here. Lets just  hope that next time its not in my bed.”

 

            “When are you going to be finished today Davish?” Veemon asked his  companion.

            “Well, I have a short soccer practice today and then were going to  the Digiworld, so I shouldnt take too long today. If you want you can bring  your friend here to watch me play. In the meantime, why dont you introduce her  to the other digimon?”

            “Sure, Davis,” Veemon smiled.

            “Oh,” Davis remembered. “And no funny stuff. You know.”            Veemon blushed as Davis winked and elbowed him in the ribs  playfully. Davis then saw the look in Veemon face.

            “Veemon you didn’t” He looked over at Aqua who was also blushing.  “Oh my god, ya did” Davis laughed as he patted Veemon on his back. “Way to go,  little buddy. I didnt think you had it in ya. I wish I were as lucky as you.  Anyway, Im going to be late for class. Bye Veemon. See ya AquaVeemon.”            Veemon and Aqua returned his good bye and watched him run off  towards the school. As soon as he reached the front doors, the bell rang and  kids poured out of the door, nearly trampling him. He managed to squeeze through  the oncoming traffic and inside the school. Aqua turned to Veemon, smiling.             “He seems really nice,” she told him.

            “Yeah,” he said. “You just gottta get used to him.”             “So,” she smiled coyly, are you going to introduce me to your  friends now or what?”

            “Oh yeah,” Veemon blushed, scratching the back of his head. “Right.”  

            Gatomon sat in a tree, watching Patamon and Hawkmon have a flying  race. She was thinking of a few days earlier, about the situation back in the  Digiworld. They had been traveling through a city and were ambushed by a  GuarDramon and for some reason, they were unable to digivolve, even the armor  way. Gatomon, being the strongest of them at the time, jumped forward to defend  her friends against this other champion. Much to her demise, she wasnt much of  a match to him without her tail ring. She was terribly outmatched and totally  beaten, to the point where she could barely stand or even move anymore. It was  than that the GuarDramon moved in for the kill, but to her surprise, he wasnt  able to, the reason being, he had just been toppled by a Vee Head Butt. Averting  his attention from the champion to a measly rookie, namely Veemon, he found  himself a new target to throw a beat down on. There were two times that she  feared for his life; he was taken down twice and never moved, never got up. They  thought he was dead. Why the other digimon didnt step in was beyond her, maybe  just shock, or maybe something else?

            Twice the GuarDramon turned his attention from the blue dragon, and  twice he received a sneak attack from the supposedly defeated digimon. The third  confrontation was the most gruesome. This confrontation there was no holding  back. Bit by bit Veemon was able to chip off pieces of GuarDramons metal frame.  When they thought he was actually going to win, he received a Twin Beam in his  chest, sending him into a tree. When he hit, he tasted blood. He never been  hit that hard, not even as a champion, or an armor. The GuarDramon then motored  over to him and grabbed him by his midsection and flung him head first into a  boulder. Veemon cried out as his head made contact with the rock and fell to the  ground limp. Gatomon covered her mouth to conceal her screams as Davis yelled  out for his partner.

            It was then that the other digimon made an attempt at the  GuarDramon. They swarmed him and attacked with their individual attacks but  they didnt stand a chance. One Twin Beam attack and they were all sent where  they came from, battered and bruised. Somehow Veemon managed to get up and  charge the GuarDramon. However, he heard Veemon coming, turned around and  slashed with his clawed hand. Veemon managed to pull back, but not far enough.  The middle claw caught his face and slashed over his left eye. Veemon recoiled  back screaming in pain as the GuarDramon squared off to finish him. Veemon,  through his uninjured eye, saw GuarDramon coming and charged for one final  attack. He screamed out Gatomons name as he charged forward.             “Vee Head Butt!” was the last thing Gatomon remembers hearing.             Gatomon awoke to a broken, bleeding Veemon shaking her to  consciousness. As she awoke, all the images of the previous occurrence flooded  back to her mind. It turned out that Veemon had hit a power conduit on the  GuarDramon, which exploded and blacked out everyone the vicinity everyone except  him. She threw her arms around Veemon.

            “That was the bravest thing that anyone has ever done for me,” she  remembers telling him.

            She then broke her embrace and ran to Patamon for comfort. Everyone  present was able to, at that very exact moment, see Veemons heart  break everyone except her He had been missing in the digital world for a few  days now and she was starting to get worried about him. She had to find him. She  had to tell him her true feelings. And she did but if anything, that just made  it worse. But, she was with the one she really loved. So why was she so worried  for Veemon? Not just worried, extremely worried.

            She continued to watch her flying lover. She had yet to confess her  feelings to him, or he to her, but it was obvious that the feelings were there.  It was just a matter of time before one of them confessed. She didnt want to  hurt Veemons feelings, but that was the way it was. But she would talk to him  before talking to Patamon about her feelings. Also, she wanted to see him, to  make sure that he was okay.

            As if in response, Veemon walked into the clearing. Gatomon jumped  down from the tree and ran towards her friend.

            “Veemon, are you all? Gatomon stopped short. “Oh hello”             “Hi,” Aqua replied quietly.

            “Gatomon, meet AquaVeemon,” Veemon introduced cheerfully.  “AquaVeemon Gatomon.”

            “Pleased to meet you,” Gatomon grinned.

            AquaVeemon smiled back. So, this must be the Gatomon that Gennai was  talking about. Hmm I guess I see what Veemon would see in her. She seems very  kind.

            “Aqua is a digimon from America,” Veemon continued. “Her partner is  Marika, the Keeper of Dignity. You guys should meet her, she nice.”             “I bet,” Gatomon sighed, for some odd reason. He didnt notice.             “Well, Im going to introduce Aqua to the others. See ya later,  Gatomon.”

            “Yeah see ya”

            Gatomon watched as Veemon walked towards the other four digimon,  hand in hand with Aqua. She was subconsciously having mixed feelings. The two of  them, hand in hand walking to the others, actually looking like a  company belonging together something that she thought and wondered if she would  ever feel. Courtesy of Myotismon, she had been given the title the Ice Queen by  the others. Of course, she got them back for it, and then ever used it out loud  often anyway, but it was true she was never very personal with anyone. Veemon  wanted to release her, free her from the emotional cocoon she had been hiding  in, but she wasnt ready to leave it with him, not ready to leave, period. So it  would have been natural for him to find another mate to be with Gatomon  continued to stare at them, the pair getting strange reactions from the other  four digimon.

            “I guess I should be happy for him but, why do I feel so uneasy?”             She watched as Aqua pulled Veemon off to the side and the two  disappeared into the forest of the park they were residing in. It was then that  she decided that she was going to talk to him. Avoiding the other digimon, she  secretly followed the pair, only to lose site of them later.             “Chuumons! Where did they go?”

            Gatomon attention was averted to behind her as she heard a giggle.  She followed the sound and peeked through the foliage bordering a small clearing  where she found Aqua embracing Veemon. She seemed to be caressing Veemon back.  Gatomon continued to watch quietly.

            “So, what was it that you wanted, Aqua?” Veemon asked curiously.             “I met your friends, and they were really nice,” she told him. “The  digimon that I stay with aren’t as nearly as kind as your friends. I would love  to get to know them better, and I would like Marika to meet them.”             “Sure,” Veemon replied, grinning sheepishly. “She can come anytime  she wants.”

            Aqua went and sat on a rock, looking at the ground. “I bet that your  partner friends are a lot kinder than Marika friends. I really don’t know  how we were able to defeat the Dark Masters of the north. Marika friends were  so bossy, and not just to their own digimon, but to me, just because I was the  smallest of the group. Of course Marika always came to my defense, but even she  got fed up with arguing with them every time. But I wonder if we are able to  join you guys from Japan, if its allowed.”

            “We could always ask Gennai” Veemon mused.

            Aqua looked at him. “Then, I would have to convince Marika too.”             Hmm Gatomon thought to herself. One more on the team I don’t mind,  I guess after all, seven is a lucky number

            “Well, Im sure that the destined will get along nicely with Marika.  Here,” he said, stretching out his hand. “I got this for you. Its supposed to  bring good luck”.

            Aqua opened her hand to reveal a silver chain with a charm on it.  The charm was the shape of a heard, and was strikingly similar to the Crest of  Love. Although the sunlight aided it, the charm seemed to shimmer by itself.  Aqua held it close to her heart and looked at Veemon with shimmering eyes.             “I was going to give it to a friend but I think it would suit you  more.”

            Veemon grinned slightly. AquaVeemon sprung from her seat and threw  her arms around Veemon neck in a big hug, then looked deep into his chocolate  eyes

            “No one has ever given me any presents before well next to Marika  that is.”

            “Well, that’s your very first present from me to you.”             “Thank you!” she cried, her voice wavering.

            As they embraced once again, Gatomon watched, feeling troubled.  Veemon said that he had bought that necklace for a friend, but he was about to  say someone’s name. Could have been me he bought it for? she wondered. It  sounded logical, but he did have a lot of other girl digimon friends back in the  Digiworld It could have been for anyone of them no! It wasn’t for me! Even if  it were, I wouldn’t have accepted it would I? Gatomon sighed as she shook the  idea out of her head. She watched as the two Vee warriors looked into each  others eyes and drew in closer to each other. Gatomon fluttered as they  produced a deep passionate kiss. She shouted at herself. Why am I acting like  this? Why am I feeling this way? Veemon not the one I want! Gatomon then  calmed down a little. Then what am I really out here for then?              Gatomon continued to watch, as their embrace soon lead to caresses,  the two not parting from their kiss. Gatomon eyes widened as Aqua guided one  of Veemons hands to her crotch. Aqua rubbed his hand over her slit, making her  break their kiss, her eyes closed, and tilted her head back. Gatomon gasped.  Surely they weren’t going to do what she thought they were going to do not in  the middle of the park As if in response, Aqua sank his fingers into her folds  extracting a moan from her, also allowing Veemon to work his fingers in and out  of her. This left no doubt in Gatomon mind what was going to happen.             She couldn’t believe it! She should just go over there and break the  two of them away from each other but why would she? He isn’t the one that she  loves is he? Gatomon watched as Veemon hand moved back and forth between  Aqua legs, rubbing her slowly, making Aqua breathe heavy. His tool slowly  unsheathed itself.

            As if to give Gatomon a better view, Veemon stopped and lay on the  ground next to Aqua, their important parts facing her. Aqua breasts had long  since exposed themselves, her nipples pert and hard, as Veemon started to lick  them. Gatomon felt her pulse quicken as she watched his middle finger slide all  the way in. Veemon kissed Aqua as he began to masturbate her. The aqua coloured  Vee warrior spread her legs and moaned as Veemon slid in his index finger too.  Gatomon shuddered as Aqua crawled on top of Veemon and lay down. Veemon caressed  Aqua back as he massaged one of her breasts, while she straddled his leg and  began to rub her honey-pot against it. Aqua moaned again as she sat up, allowing  Veemon better access to her mounds.

            And Gatomon could not move.  She could only helplessly watch. Veemon  was not erect yet. Gatomon watched, unable to move an inch. Gatomon suddenly  became aware of her own burning, lit deep inside her womb. Her want. Her need.  She had ignored it for the most part all her life, until she met Patamon and  Veemon; Veemon, not too long ago, saved her life, and act truly worthy of the  reward Aqua was now giving him. Then, it had not bothered her much, and she  never acted on it, but now, as she watched Aqua get pleasured so perfectly, she  needed it. Badly. She continued to watch.

            Aqua then started to position herself over Veemon now erect shaft  before he stopped her.

            “What if somebody comes?” he asked in a husky voice.             “Don’t worry,” she replied, breathing heavy. “No one will come no  one but us.” Aqua grinned seductively.

            Gatomon watched as Aqua slowly lowered herself onto Veemon, both of  them arching their backs. Gatomon, lying on her side, felt a gentle caress down  her tummy, and below her navel. She gasped, and realized it was her own hand.  She could not take it it was so erotic She ungloved her hand and moved it down  between her legs, and found her extremely wet sex, pouring from the show.  Gatomon's breasts had also revealed themselves. As Aqua started to move faster,  and Veemon gentle moans became more serious, so did Gatomon fingers. Her  middle and index finger side by side, almost uncontrollably, began massaging her  clit in a tight circle, pressing hard. Her own breathing had picked up from her  self-attentions. It was broken and choppy from her trying to keep quiet.             Aqua hand moved up her own body, fondling her breasts and  squeezing them as she continued to ride Veemon. Gatomon fingers spread her  flaring petals wide as she began to finger herself.  She first swirled her  fingers over her little love button, her rump bouncing in time with Aqua, but,  as Veemon groaned long and low, her fingers sank into her. She tried to keep  pace with her. As lust blinded her thoughts, she wanted to be pleasured like  that so bad now be pleasured by him  She needed her walls stretched, her clit  rubbed, her body taken for hours by that mythical dragon.

            Veemon put Aqua on her back, placing her legs over her head and  continued from this position. Gatomons hips bounced back and forth  spasmodically as she watched, until, with a light cry of satisfaction and  desperation combined, Veemon pulled out and white seed exploded from the tip of  his cock. Gatomon watched in near shock as the fluid sprayed from him into Aqua muzzle. She was instantly a mess from it, getting it all over her tongue,  face, and ears from the force of it. Gatomon, noting that Aqua body was  shaking and had stopped moving, looked down, and saw her own juice leaking from  her, spilling into the grass, but was able to refrain from climaxing, her body  shaking as Veemon fell backwards. Aqua moved forward and sealing his still  squirting cock in her muzzle, letting herself swallow hard, pulling his seed  from him.

            “Oh god Aqua yessss” Veemon cried, his voice ecstatic from orgasm.  Gatomon watched as Aqua crawled up into nest to Veemon, lying alongside him,  panting heavily and very happy. Gatomon sat up, rubbing her head.  She felt so  guilty, watching that even guiltier thinking what she thought             Gatomon looked down at her soaked paws. “Oh, god what have I  done?”

            A tear managed to escape her eyes as she grabbed her glove off the  ground and ran away from that spot as far away from that spot as she could. She  ran away from that spot, being oblivious to the new lovers who where embracing  each other happily.

            “How could I have let that happen?” she cried.  

To be continued?

 

Talismon: Okie, Jodan do your worst with the next chapter >^,,^< Im still  waiting for your side of the story so I can transpose my part into yours. Oh,  btw [to audience] JOIN THE RESISTANCE AGAINST BAD LEMONS! 

 

                Lemon finish and the lights got turn on again

 

Auron-“ *sigh* well there you have it or second contestant lemon from Jordan, a big applause for this gentleman” The Fan in there clapped and shouted.

Jordan-“ Well what do you think of it?” asked jordan grinning

Darkmon-“Well i think it was really good but...” darkmon looked at jordan kind of sorry

Jordan-“But what?” replied him kind of confuse

Darkmon-“You see” said darkmon looking back at the big screen T.V

Auron-“ Well the judged are ready again lets roll the next lemon, this lemon is from the well know writer Red Rover,

well on to the lemon, lights please.

 

The light got turn off again and the lemon stared playing

 

                                                                Two Warriors

 

 This writing by Red Rover contains adult situation involving the television show Digimon.  Do not proceed if you are under eighteen, or if this material is

illegal in your jurisdiction.

 

 

The continuation of my on-going epic lemon, and the start of the third epic lemon. It takes place at the end of season two, and the Tamers where transported before the start of the Deva saga.  For simplistic sakes, the young Izzy will now be referred to as Emperor Izzy. The alternate version of Matt Lillymon and Cody are Gamma-Matt, Epsilon-Lillymon, and Delta-Cody.

 

 

END GAME:

FATED CIRCLE

 

Chapter 11

 

Two Warriors

 

 

          Rika and Renamon walked through the Digital World.  Mimi was with

them.  She had insisted on searching the Digital World around where Palmon usually hung out.  Rika and Renamon were there for protection; the Digital World

had become a dangerous place.  “This is where you and your Palmon hung out?”

          “Yes, we had picnics around here all the time.”  Mimi sighed as she

walked down the forest.  “We had walks here all the time, just chatting.”

          “Walks, picnics.”  Rika shook her head as she walked with Mimi.

          “What is that supposed to mean?”  Mimi snapped.  She as not in the best of moods.

          “No wonder your Palmon got captured.  You treat her like some pet.”  Rika laid it out.  She didn’t much care for Mimi.  Mimi was everything she was

not.  A pacifist who ran from the first sign of trouble, who enjoyed dresses and tea instead of jeans and sports.  The reason she was here is because she figured Mimi would need the most protection.

          “Well I am not as blood thirsty as you!”  Mimi growled.  Her digivice began to glow, as dark emotions started to take over.

          A twig snapped in the bushes behind the two. “Shhhhh…” Rika’s head snapped, and pointed to the bushes.

          Mimi’s common sense, and loyalty to Palmon came back. She walked over to Rika.  “What is it?”  Rika pointed to a clearing.  A green rookie digimon with a colour flowered, was bound with chains.  Renamon glanced at Palmon's

captors, two large ghost with rows of sharp teeth.  "Bakemon."  Mimi identified the digimon, with black spirals on their arms.

          Rika held out her digivice.  "Viral type.  Ghost."  Rika placed her digivice back.  "Renamon?"

          Renamon shimmered into view, almost magical.  "Easily done."  Renamon leapt straight up.

          Palmon sniffled softy as she was being lead through the forest.  Suddenly, a yellow digimon landed in front of her and her two Bakemon guards. 

"Hey boys.  Want to play?"

          The Bakemon growled.  "And who are you to stop us?"

          Renamon leapt back.  "Your worst nightmare."

          "Get her!"  The two Bakemon rushed forward, thinking Renamon was trying to escape.

          Renamon smirked.  They may be champions, but any warrior worth her salt would never fall for a simple retreat and attack maneuver. The Bakemon were going forward full speed when she landed from her backwards jump.  She bent her knees and sprung forward, claws bared.

          "ARGGH!!"  The Bakemon screamed as duel scratches appeared across

their faces.  They turned behind them, where Renamon went, but she was nowhere

near.  "Where'd she go?"

          "Up here!"  The Bakemon looked up.  The left one had Renamon landed full on his face, driving him into ground.  The right one didn't have time to

attack, as Renamon used her momentum to deliver a crushing blow into the Bakemon's face.  Both Bakemon were stunned from the blows as Renamon did a back

flip behind them.  She placed her hands over her chest, channeling energy. 

"Diamond Shower!"  Renamon through out here hands.  Shards of energy came flying

down.  The Bakemon screamed as they were pierced.  Suddenly the Bakemon broke up, in a flurry of white atoms.

          "Rika!"  Mimi looked angrily at Rika.  "Why did she delete them?!"

          "She is a warrior."  Rika didn't even look at Mimi.  "And they were her enemies."

          "But they were spiral controlled..." Mimi looked back.  Renamon stood in the center, with her eyes closed.  Mimi watched, entranced.  The white atoms,

floating away, suddenly shifted.  Renamon began to glow, when the atoms of energy came back.  "Wh… what is she doing?"

          "Absorbing their data."  Renamon breathed in deep as Rika watched. 

"It makes her stronger."

          "You..." Mimi looked back at Rika.  "That's horrible!"

          "Do you want our help or not?"  Rika snapped back.  "There our differences between your digimon and mine.  Another one being that mine is more powerful than yours." Rika glared at Mimi.  "So you don't tell me how to train

mine, and I won't tell you how to baby yours."

          "Get away from me!"  Mimi ran up to Palmon, who stood their transfixed.  "Palmon?"  Mimi grabbed the rope knot.  "Is it really you?"  She asked as she easily undid the knot.

          Palmon smiled as she turned around.  "Oh Mimi I was so scared!"  Palmon hugged Mimi close.

          "It's ok..." Mimi returned the hug.

          “Some Palmon looked and sounded just like me...” Palmon sniffled. 

“Attacked me… she digivovled to Lillymon.  I... I... tried to fight back....

          “There... there... “  Mimi comforted, holding Palmon tight.

          Palmon looked over Mimi's shoulder.  "Who is this digimon?"  Palmon looked up at the large yellow fox that had destroyed the Bakemon.

          "I am Renamon."  Renamon never uncrossed her arms.

          "And who's your Tamer?"  Palmon looked at the red haired girl in the green and white shirt.

          Rika cocked an eyebrow.  "My name is Rika."  Rika looked at Renamon, and nodded.  "Do it."

          "Done."  Renamon nodded.  CRACK! Renamon caught Palmon under her jaw

by surprise.  The rookie plant went flying into the trees, rolling several times

before coming to a stop.

          "STOP IT!"  Mimi grabbed Rika.  Anger had completely taken over,

fuelled by her digivice, which contained Izzy’s mind warping code.  "Are you vampires planning on absorbing Palmon, you MONSTERS!"

          Renamon walked forward as Palmon got up off the ground.  "Do not assume me as gullible as these digidestined."

          Palmon stood up, green blood dripping from her lip.  She had saw the blow, not in time to dodge it, but in time to roll with it.  "I'll remember that."

          "Palmon?"  Mimi was still holding Rika by the shirt.

          "No pinkie.  Epsilon."  Epsilon-Palmon laughed as she spit out green blood to the side.  "So, what gave me away?"

          "You called Rika a Digimon Tamer."  Renamon replied as she advanced. 

“You could not have heard that title unless you met us before.  You would have called her a Digidestined.”

          Epsilon-Palmon put her hands together and clapped.  "Very good." 

Palmon chuckled as she bent her knees and held out her hands.  "I am very

impressed.  Smart and strong." Epsilon-Palmon's fingers extended slightly.  "The digital world needs more women like us."

          "It'll soon have one less."  Renamon bared her claws.

          "Oh come on, I could digivolve to Lillymon and kill you in a heartbeat."  Epsilon-Palmon's fingers twitched.

          "You fought me as an ultimate."  Renamon eyes shifted.  'Do you have the skill to take me on even terms?"

          "Trying to goad me?"  Epsilon-Palmon took a step forward.  "It worked. I could kill you as my in-training Tanemon form if I wanted to.  But my rookie

form is more than enough.  Bring it."

          Renamon leapt up into the air.  She had seen the shows, and knew all about Epsilon-Palmon's moves and abilities.  She was not a very skilled fighter as a rookie.  This should be easy if she could take her down before she could

digivolve to ultimate.  "HA!"  Renamon sailed towards Epsilon-Palmon, aiming her feet for one finishing kick to the head.

          Epsilon-Palmon waited until the last second to dodge, moving her head to the left.  Renamon's foot went sailing by, touching the flower petal on her head.  Epsilon-Palmon grabbed Renamon's leg.  While not very strong, she could

easily redirect Renamon's direction as she flung the yellow fox towards a tree trunk.  "Little telegraphed there." Epsilon-Palmon released her grip.

          Renamon however curled in a ball, and hit the tree with her feet, the trunk cracking.   Renamon pushed off and launched herself at Epsilon-Palmon

again.  "A lucky move!"  Renamon aimed with her claws this time as

Epsilon-Palmon dropped to one knee.

          "Not luck, skill!"  Palmon suddenly flung her hands up, throwing a face of dirt at Renamon.  Renamon's vision was obstructed as she sailed by Epsilon-Palmon. 

          Renamon landed on her feet, but lost her footing when her legs were

yanked out from under her.  "Offf!"  Epsilon-Palmon had jumped on her stomach,

throwing her entire weight into her landing.

          "You made one mistake!"  Epsilon-Palmon held out her left hand. 

"Poison Ivy!" Vines wrapped around Renamon's neck.  "You assumed that I was that

same weak ass Palmon!"

          "Palmon stop it!"  Mimi ordered and ran forward.  “Listen to ME!” 

Mimi shouted angrily, the mind warping code in effect.

          Epsilon-Palmon turned and pointed her right hand.  "Poison Ivy!" 

Another three vines wrapped around Mimi's neck.  "Oh this is a good day!"  Mimi

eyes fluttered.  "I mean, how many times do you get to relive your favourite

kill?"

          "Digi modify!"  Rika took out a card.

          Epsilon-Palmon let Mimi fall from her grip.  She remembered Rika doing

this before.  “Ah, no.”  Epsilon-Palmon leapt forward.  "Poison Ivy!"

          Rika dodged as the vines sailed to the left.  "Missed!"

          Epsilon-Palmon came forward full force, pulled by her own vines as

they had wrapped around a tree trunk.  "Nope!"  Palmon’s-Palmon's foot connected

with Rika's neck, knocking her out cold.

          "Leave her ALONE!"  Epsilon-Palmon turned as Renamon tackled her.

          "Ugh..." Epsilon-Palmon landed on the ground with Renamon on top. 

"Didn't strangle you enough."

          "Then let me show you how it's done!"  Renamon's hands wrapped around

Epsilon-Palmon's neck.

          "Ugh!"   Epsilon-Palmon lifted one arm behind her.  "Not today!" 

Palmon's fingers shot out, wrapping around a tree trunk behind her.  She quickly

retracted the vines, and managed to pull herself out.

          Renamon fell off as Epsilon-Palmon was pulled out from under her. 

"You will not escape me!"  Renamon leapt after Epsilon-Palmon as she was yanked

towards the tree behind her.

          Epsilon-Palmon smirked.  "Who's escaping?!"  Using her momentum and

vines, she swung around the tree trunk like a sling.  Renamon was in mid leap

when Palmon was suddenly flying towards, her two green feet aimed right at her

face.  Renamon realized she had just fallen for her own trick.

          Epsilon-Palmon and Renamon landed ten meters apart.  Both fighters

stayed on their feet, backs turned.  "Unhhhhh...." Renamon suddenly fell to her

knees, her face falling to the dirt a second later, sending up a small storm of

dirt.

          Epsilon-Palmon turned around, cranking her neck around.   "Mmm. That

was close.”  Epsilon-Palmon walked over to Renamon.  "And now, a little down

time."

 

 

 

          "Mmmm Rika?"  Renamon woke up, eyes having trouble focusing.

          "Nope."  Renamon's eyes finished focusing.  Epsilon-Palmon looked down

at her, with a weird smirk on her lips.  "You know?  You sure do talk big." 

Epsilon-Palmon sat down on Renamon's stomach.  "I mean, the way you went on, I

assumed you'd be some unstoppable fighting machine."

          Renamon looked at herself, she was strung on the ground in the spread

eagle position with strong vines.  "Release me from these bounds and I will show

you what I am truly capable of."  Renamon tried to sound brave, but truth be

told, this Palmon was frightening her.  She had never lost to a rookie before.

          "Oh you can show me what your capable of just like that." 

Epsilon-Palmon gestured behind her.  Rika and Mimi were strung up to two trees

behind her.  They had their arms pinned to the sides, with vines wrapped around

the tree trunks and their bodies.

          "What did you DO?"  Renamon lifted her head up.

          Epsilon-Palmon walked over to Rika and placed a hand on Renamon's

chin.  She lifted Rika's head up and shoved it back down.  "They're fine. 

Although a little out of it."

          “So why am I still alive?” Renamon glared as Epsilon-Palmon walked

over.

          “Well Emperor Izzy said I wasn’t allowed to kill anybody.  He never

said anything about torture.”  Epsilon-Palmon jumped on Renamon’s chest.

          Renamon’s eyes narrowed.  “If you expect me to beg, you are sadly

mistaken.”

          “But then I thought, we could do something a little more… fun.” 

Epsilon-Palmon held her left palm leaf hand out.  Vines strung from her palm,

and began moving over Renamon’s body.

          “What are you doing?!”  Renamon struggled with her bounds.

          “Torturing you would serve no purpose.”  Epsilon-Palmon’s vines

wrapped around Renamon’s breasts, and gave a tight squeeze.   “Humiliating a

fighter such as yourself will be so much more fun.”

          “Release me!”  Renamon pulled her arms tightly as she felt a jolt of

pleasure.

          “You see this?”  Epsilon-Palmon took her free hand and pulled out a

black gear from her flower.  “Since you’ve seen the show Impmon told me about, I

guess you remember.  But these gears are a bit difference.  They make any data

or vaccine digimon viral, and makes them completely corrupt.”  Epsilon-Palmon

smiled as she let one vine trace under Renamon’s chin.  ‘You’d beg for this if I

put one in you.”  Epsilon-Palmon’s bent down, and laid on top of Renamon

stomach.  “But I want to rape you instead.  I will make you scream in pleasure.”

          Renamon bit her lip as a vine caressed her tit.  “I will not give you

the satisfaction.”

          “I enjoy a challenge.” Epsilon-Palmon parted Renamon’s white main, and

exposed her two enormous breasts, covered with a thin layer of fur, except for

the nipples.  “Whoa, I have never seen a rookie with such a rack!” 

Epsilon-Palmon moved her green mouth to Renamon’s left tit, and began sucking. 

Renamon closed her eyes, and ignored the sensation of her tits hardening. 

Epsilon-Palmon was skilled at this, sucking and licking in one motion.  “Mmmm…

not a peep?”  Epsilon-Palmon moved over to the right nipple.  “Mmmm guess I’ve

got to try harder.”  Epsilon-Palmon’s vines moved lower, and wrapped themselves

all around Renamon’s legs.

          Renamon squirmed uncomfortable as a thousand snakes like tendrils

caressed her legs.  Thy moved up, running over her pussy lips, touching her

clit.  Renamon clenched her teeth tight, not uttering a sound until “Uhh!” 

Renamon felt a vine crept up her cunt, sinking deeper in her.

          Epsilon-Palmon took her lips off Renamon’s breasts. “Boy you are

tight!  Your are a virgin aren’t you?”  Epsilon-Palmon crawled up, so she was

looking in Renamon’s face.  Renamon had a scowl of anger and indignity. 

Epsilon-Palmon loved it.  “I’ll take that as a yes.”  Epsilon-Palmon squeezed

her body to Renamon’s body.  “How can a mon with such a body be a virgin?” 

Epsilon-Palmon’s twisted the vine in Renamon’s twat.  “Hell even if you didn’t

want it, I am surprised some other champion didn’t rape you.”

          “No champion would ever touch me.”  Renamon scowled in

Epsilon-Palmon’s face.

          “Yeah right, so why is a rookie fucking you against your will right

now.”  Epsilon-Palmon licked Renamon’s nose.  “I know why you are a virgin. 

You’re a tight ass.”  Renamon felt a vine snake under her, and up her ass crack.

 “Let’s just see how right I am.”

          Renamon’s eyes lit up as a vine shot up her ass, just under her bushy

tail.  The odd feeling off the green intruder caused her to squirm left and

right as it worked deeper and deeper in her rectum.  She closed her eyes and

dwelled out the pain, only to have her face licked by Epsilon-Palmon.  “Mmmm you

like it up the ass don’t you?  Luckily with me I can take you in every hole at

once.  What more could you ask?”  Renamon kept turning her head side to side,

but Epsilon-Palmon kept licking her cheeks, lips, and nose.

          Another vine started to rub Renamon’s clit as Palmon began to

rhythmically fuck both Renamon’s front and back at the same time.  Renamon began

to groan despite herself.  She had never had sex, it was true.  She had never

even masturbated before.  Now, a lifetime of sexual tension was being forced at

her.  Epsilon-Palmon Took to more vine, and wrapped them completely around the

breasts, squeezing them at the same time.  Renamon bit her lower lip, but with

every possible erogenous zone being rubbed at the same time, she couldn’t hold

it back.

          Epsilon-Palmon smiled.  It was a silent orgasm, Renamon kept quite,

but it was apparent.  Renamon’s whole body spasmed, and her pussy became wet. 

Epsilon-Palmon smiled as she retracted her vines.  “Oh yeah, what a lucky girl

you are.  Losing your virginity to me.”  Epsilon-Palmon ran her fingers to her

cunt, and inserted them quickly before removing them.  “Now look.” 

Epsilon-Palmon pulled her fingers from her cunt.  “You got me all wet.’ 

Epsilon-Palmon ran her fingers over Renamon’s lips.  “Now what are we going to

do about it?”

          “Rip them off?’  Renamon defiantly replied

          “No…. Palmon digivolve to …. TOGEMON!”  Togemon was suddenly sitting

on Renamon’s chest.  The enormous weight forced the air out of her. Luckily it

was only there for a second as Epsilon-Togemon shouted.  “Togemon digivolve to….

LILLYMON!”  Lillymon’s lighter form burst out of a flower form Togemon’s head,

and stood over Renamon.  “I think now you are going to do me."  Epsilon-Lillymon

walked over so her dress was hanging over Renamon’s face.

          Renamon looked up, seeing Epsilon-Lillymon‘s pink cut lips.  She

didn‘t even wear any form of underwear.  “You’ll have to delete me first.”

          Epsilon-Lillymon shrugged and put her hands together.  “Flower

CANNON!”  A blast of energy sailed from her hands.

          Renamon’s head snapped up, and she gasped.  Right next to where Rika

was strung up.  An entire section of the forest next to her was gone, leaves and

twigs falling as the explosion died down.  “Uhh….” Renamon trembled.

          “Oops I missed.” Epsilon-Lillymon chuckled as her hands morphed back

to normal.   Epsilon-Lillymon sat down, her pussy landing on Renamon’s face. 

“Now maybe my second shot will hit, unless I am distracter.”  Renamon scowled,

and licked Epsilon-Lillymon’s twat.  “Ohh that’s the way!”  It wasn’t really

that good, Renamon wasn’t into it very much, but raping someone, especially a

defiant female like Renamon, was always a good turn on.  Epsilon-Lillymon just

grinded her pussy into Renamon’s face, loving the fur caressing her clit.  “Oh

make me cum you whore.”  Epsilon-Lillymon grabbed Renamon’s breasts with each

hand and squeezed as she slid down in the sixty-nine position.  “I just wonder

how you taste like foxy lady.”

          Renamon legs were still pulled open by the vines, so she couldn’t

close them. “Whoa….” Epsilon-Lillymon pulled Renamon’s pussy apart; Renamon

could feel the cold air blowing inside her damp love box.  “What a big clit you

have.”  Epsilon-Lillymon admired Renamon’s above average clitoris, a trait of

her species.  “All the better to suck my dear.”  Renamon grimaced with unwelcome

pleasure.  This made her lick harder involuntarily, subconsciously Renamon

realized the quicker Epsilon-Lillymon came, the quicker it might be over.  Pain

Renamon could handle.  This was something else.

          “Mmmm you taste so strong.” Epsilon-Lillymon declared as she licked

down the pussy lips, admiring Renamon’s strong taste.  She inserted two fingers

inside the vagina, and began pumping them as she licked around the base of her

fingers.  “How do I taste?” Epsilon-Lillymon squeezed her legs tight,

suffocating Renamon for a second.  “Can’t get enough?”

          “Gaspp….” Renamon gasped for air as Epsilon-Lillymon released her, and

went back to work.  Epsilon-Lillymon’s moaning became more frequent, and Renamon

realized her rapist was coming soon.  By the same token, Renamon realized her

own moans were loud, muffled but the cunt in her face.  Renamon fought back her

hormones, and continued licking.

          Epsilon-Lillymon wasn‘t holding back however.  “Oh yeah, lick me, come

on…” Epsilon-Lillymon still finger fucked Renamon, but now she was concerned for

her own pleasure.  “Ohhh here I CUM!“  Renamon just managed to hold back her own

orgasm as Epsilon-Lillymon came on her face.  The smell of strawberries became

more distinct as Epsilon-Lillymon moaned in her delight.  Finally, as the sweet

tasting cunt lips finished grinding over her now cum soaked face.

Epsilon-Lillymon stood off.  Renamon was afraid that Epsilon-Lillymon would

finish the job, making her cum once last time as a final indignity.  Luckily,

Epsilon-Lillymon was satisfied.  She had what she wanted.  “Oh what a good

little slut.”  Epsilon-Lillymon slowly reached into her flower.  “That was such

a nice fuck, we must do it again some time.”

          “You are not that Palmon, are you?”  Renamon scowled.

          “Right foxy lady.  I am Epsilon.”  Epsilon-Lillymon flung a fist of

pollen into Renamon’s face.

          Renamon coughed.  ‘I will… stop…” Renamon’s eyes grew heavy.  “You.”

          “Sweet dreams.“ Epsilon-Lillymon smiled as she looked over Renamon. 

Epsilon-Lillymon bent down, and ran a hand over Renamon’s furry body.  “I think

I may keep you as a pet.  Chain you up against some wall, rape you every day. 

The idea has merit.”  Epsilon-Lillymon stood up, and looked at the two humans. 

“Now then, Emperor Izzy did say not to kill anybody."  Epsilon-Lillymon's hands

morphed, forming into her Flower Cannon.   "But hey, accidents happen?" 

Epsilon-Lillymon slowly moved her Flower Cannon from Mimi, and then to Rika. 

"Sorry pinky."  Epsilon-Lillymon aimed her cannon at Mimi.  "You lose."

          FW-ISH!!  The air was suddenly broke by a whishing sound.  "What

now?!"  Lillymon looked behind her, just as a pair of bola wrapped around her

upper torso.  Her hands snapped to her torso.  "All right, who has a death

wish?!" Lillymon scowled as she strained against her bounds.

          "I believe you do."  A white roped figure walked out from behind the

trees.

          "Neat trick."  Lillymon smirked.  "Digizoidium metal rope.  Even

Emperor Izzy himself would be hard pressed to break these.  But they will make a

nice souvenir after I bring him your head, who ever you are."

          "You can me Prophet, for I know all about you Epsilon."  Prophet kept

his head low, his face covered by shadows.

          "Then you know how I am going to rip you a new one shortly." 

Epsilon-Lillymon chuckled, her arms still pressed to her side.

          "And for what reason would you do that?" Prophet simply asked.

          "Tying me up for starters."  Epsilon-Lillymon took a step forward. 

"Not that I don't like the ropes."

          "I know that Epsilon.  I also know why you became Epsilon in the first

place."  Prophet replied.

          "I find that unlikely.  Everyone who knows me is dead or working for

Emperor Izzy."  Epsilon-Lillymon raised an eyebrow.

          "You were angry that your digidestined never showed."  Prophet went

on.    "First you hoped she would show, but after years passed, you're hopes

died.  You ran away from your friends, wandering the continent of Server for

even longer, and spent even longer trapped as the Dark Master's prisoner.  Not

that you would have escaped even if you wanted to."   Prophet saw his words

strike deep into Epsilon-Lillymon.  "Izzy came.  Brought you out of the cell. 

Offered you power, life, and a purpose.  How could you refuse?  You'd be mad. 

So you became Epsilon.  The feared Epsilon.  The dreaded Epsilon."

          "And what's wrong with that?"  Epsilon-Lillymon shrugged her

shoulders.  "Power is what makes the world goes around.  Or stop the world as

the case may be."

          "But how can you blame one who had no choice?"  Prophet held out a

hand and pointed to Mimi, still string to the tree asleep.   "She was robbed of

her destiny the same as you."  Prophet brushed a strand of pink hair from Mimi's

forehead.  "But she didn't forgot who she was in your world.  A truly noble

soul."  Prophet bowed his head.  “It makes me ashamed of my own mistakes.  But I

will correct my errors.” Prophet turned back to Epsilon-Lillymon.  “How about

you?  Do you care about anything?”

          "Nah I stopped caring about the bitch the minute I became Epsilon back

on my time." Epsilon-Lillymon smiled.  "I think the fact that I killed her in my

world proves that."

          "And what did you feel?"  Prophet turned back to Mimi, and ran a hand

done Mimi's hand.  "Taking her life I mean."

          "Nothing."  Epsilon-Lillymon stepped forward.  "Like stepping on a

bug."

          "That is because you are dead inside."  Prophet turned back, his face

still covered in shadows by his hood.   "You were eaten by guilt from the inside

out, until the hollow husk of Epsilon was left." Prophet walked up to

Epsilon-Lillymon, without the slightest bit of fear.   "Do you wish to return to

that existence?  The fear, hate, misery?  Your counterpart here has friends. 

People who would do anything for her.  What would happen if Emperor Izzy one day

decides it is in his best entrance to replace you?"

          "Izzy would never..." Epsilon-Lillymon stuttered.

          "He reprogrammed Tentomon into the mindless machine Cyberkabuterimon. 

He would do the same to you if it suited him."  Prophet went on, each word like

a blow.   "Are you willing to go back?  And doom the world as well?"

          Epsilon-Lillymon took a step back, Prophet's words making her think. 

But suddenly she scowled.  "Listen you sanctimonious asshole.  I've seen the

Palmon here.  A weak, pathetic girl who is afraid to sneeze around her

digidestined.  I will not be like that.  I am more powerful than her." 

Epsilon-Epsilon-Lillymon smiled suddenly.  "As well as smarter."

Epsilon-Lillymon turned white with light and her form shrunk.   Epsilon-Palmon

returned in her place, the boas sliding off her much smaller form.  "And now you

can die!  Palmon digivolve to..." Epsilon-Palmon's form suddenly expanded to

three times his size.  "TOGEMON!"  The gigantic cactus took place.   "Now go

squish!"

          "I wish I could save you."  Epsilon-Togemon brought her boxing glove

down hard.  "Remember my words."  Prophet jumped back, the glove missing him by

inches, the ground shaking.  "Before you destroy yourself."    

          "Will you SHUT UP!"  Togemon roared as she brought up both hands.

          Prophet reached into a pocket, and flung a fist full of some white

powder.   "Sorry old friend."

          "BAH!"  Togemon stumbled, her eyes watering.  She decided there was a

quick way to regain herself.   "Togemon digivolve to...." A flower erupted in

her head, and a much smaller plant woman jumped off.  "Now you..."

Epsilon-Lillymon looked around.  "Damn!"  Epsilon-Lillymon stomped a foot. 

"That bastard escaped!" Epsilon-Lillymon's hands morphed into a flower cannon. 

"And now I have to go and take it out on the prisoners."  Epsilon-Lillymon

turned around, and brought her cannon up.  "What?!"  Epsilon-Lillymon looked at

the tree.  Epsilon-Lillymon looked to the absent spot of Mimi, and then down to

Renamon's place.  A dagger was there, stained green from where it had been used

to cut the vines.  Epsilon-Lillymon picked up the knife. "Oh that son of a

BITCH!"  Lillymon looked over to where Mimi was, and drove the blade into the

tree  "That bastard prophet cut her ropes while I wasn't paying attention, and

slipped her a knife!" Epsilon-Lillymon took a breath, and calmed herself.  “Fine

then I will hunt them down again.”  Epsilon-Lillymon pulled the knife out of the

trunk.  ‘Only this time, we play for keeps.”

 

 

 

And the start of my newest epic lemon, End Game: The Prophet.  A quick, (Very quick), summary of my first two epic lemons, which you need to read to get a lot of the plot.   In the first epic lemon End Game: The first Ladydevimon,

Piedmon's servant, faked her death and attacked the digidestined.  We discover that Izzy is Ladydevimon and Devimon’s son, and has the power of a Mega digimon.

  The digidestined managed to defeat Ladydevimon, but she escaped in a time portal, formed using Gabumon's code hidden under his fur, Izzy's password prodigious, and Kari's power.

          In the second epic lemon End Game: Destiny's End: The six second generation of digidestined were ripped out of their time line by their D3's, into alternate reality.  Ladydevimon had rewritten history, travelling back to when the original digidestined received their digivices, and then stealing them.

  Ladydevimon had a Council of Five working for, Piedmon, who was later killed and replaced with the alternate version of Gatomon, Myotismon, Matt, Cody, and

Lillymon.  It later turned out that Izzy was in charge not Ladydevimon, who still had his Mega digimon powers.  He killed all the digidestined, except for Kari, Ken, and Sam (who was alive in this reality).  They manage to escape back

in time, using the same time portal, and stopped Ladydevimon from stealing the digivices, returning history to normal.  But Izzy managed to escape, using a D3 to save himself.  It's more in-depth than that, but that is the general idea. 

Any suggestions, plot ideas, comments, request, send them to mrredrover@hotmail

 

 

The lights got turned on again

 

Auron-“Well there you have it, the third contestant lemon, another big applause for this great lemon writer.

                The crow go wild with clapping and shouting

BossReo-“ Excellent lemon Red, it was really good”

Darkmon-“ I have to admit it, it was a really interesting lemon”

Rilestmoon-“Yep it was pretty Great Red a 100 on that one” said rilestmoon grinning

RedRover-“ Heh you guys are to kind” replied Redrover Blushing a little.

Jordan looking at the digimon and digidestine talking

Jordan-“HeHeHe... men this night is going to be Great heheheh” snickered Jordan under his breath.

Palmon-“Sorry if i was a little rough on you Renamon...” said palmon blushing a little.

Renamon-“Not at all palmon, you did great job in that lemon” replied renamon smiling as rika glared at her kind of embarrassed at renamon.

Togashi-“who lemon up now? Asked togashi

Metal Mikemon-“Well its Darkmon’s, he is the only  contestant left” replied Metal Mikemon

Darkmon-“ Yeah my is next, this one is a good one” said Darkmon proudly turning to the person coming out of the curtains.

Rinku-“Well the judge are ready, im going to take over from this point on until we reach the Straight Category, Well our last lemon is from the Writer and Webmaster Darkmon from Dark Digiworld...Ok run that lemon” shouted Rinku

 

The lights slowly turned of as the last Yuri lemon started playing.

 

                                                                Dark Innocence

 

 

Written by Darkmon

 

 

 

Author’s Notes:  The characters presented within this fictitious story are copyright © 2002 Toei Animation Co. Ltd., Fox Family Properties, Inc and Saban International.  This story is rated NC-17 for explicit scenery and suggestive details.  No persons under the age of eighteen should read this story.  You have been warned!  If you would like to contact me, you may do so at darkmon18@hotmail.com.  Also, please stay tuned after the story for further details about the story and author extras.

 

 

 

            “I would have never believed that you would be able to make it this far.  But you are here now and so are your little friends.  Welcome to my dark abode, but I doubt you all will ever make it out of here alive.  Prepare for the final showdown!” –BlackTailmon, Digimon Season 02

 

 

 

 

Restless and Unmerciful

 

 

            It’s dark here now.  It has been that way for the longest.  Very seldom the digital suns would shine over the brown pastures and hazardous crevices that are scattered throughout the terrain.  Not even the slightest bit of rain would pour here.  It’s lonely, but that’s the least of my worries.  I ‘d been trained not to care for anything, just to do what I have to do, to survive and live on.

 

 

 

            Today I just sat in idleness within my calm abode.  I’m surprised I haven’t even placed any significant decorations up.  In this abyss of a cavern are just endless shards of jagged rocks, sickles, and chasms.  There is even the sound of dropping water from somewhere deep within—echoing.  I don’t know where it’s coming from as I lie here and think.  With the side of my face pressed against this lime boulder, I try focusing on the faint ambience emanating from outside the cavern’s entrance.  A round arch composed of medium-sized boulders stacked and compiled atop one another.

 

 

 

            Outside, there is only the dim light from the sky.  One bold streak of ray from one of the suns began to warm the cluster of rocks closest to me; then a barely distinguishable shadow suddenly materialized before me.  I didn’t bother to look up, instead; I just kept gazing straight ahead, waiting for a sign of life.

 

 

 

            The dark image of some digimon began to move its clawed hands as if to fondle my face.  “Greetings, dark one.  You’ve been summoned, come on, let’s go.”  In an instant, I hissed in a vicious and outrage manner.  “Don’t!” I warned.  The claw shook back in a retreat, disappearing back into its lair among the folds of the druid robe. 

 

 

 

            The hooded figure then moved away from my presence; he journeyed back towards the entrance of the cave as if hovering.  Only digimon known to be of the darkest kind did that.

 

 

 

            A few hours have passed as I journeyed to my destination.  I was in search of a mountainous area, somewhere where a jungle rests beneath its floor.  I sighed absently.  I knew who or what I was looking for, since I was just another employee to do another powerful digimon’s dirty work.  But in this sense I liked this digimon I worked for, he treated his affiliates much differently than all the rest—he was animated.

 

 

 

            Peering up as I walked along a pebble pathway, I came upon some thickets and brushed aside their tousle limbs.  In doing so, I found what I was looking for.  The fortress.  The complex seemed impermeable atop the mountain.  I wasted no time to climb towards its peak, jumping and flipping about large rock after rock.  I must admit, since my last encounter with strong digimon I had gained some experience and most importantly, agility.  Each time I fought and won, I would get stronger just after absorbing the loser’s data and this increased my self-esteem.  But I still felt some kind of emptiness, maybe perhaps even some remorse for those lives I had put to end.

 

 

 

            I held a strong position beneath my master’s.  I was his sole legionnaire.  I also controlled the armies of darkness within the northwestern quadrant of the DigiWorld.  I took my job seriously because there was so much as stake, my life and the lives of many others.  It’s true that I do care for those that protect me.  Digimon are not weak for caring, are they?  I kept contemplating this matter over and over in my head, that is, until I had reached the top of mountain.

 

 

 

            At the apex, my ash fur spun in the air with a kind of radiance of an angel.  Round and round I went until I felt the ground beneath my feet.  I looked down at my feet for a minute, just observing at the scamper of dust around me.  I hated being dirty or having the sense of knowing that ‘filth’ was all around.  I’m a feline for god sake; it’s in my nature to keep clean.

 

 

 

            “Welcome to the Dark DigiWorld!” I mused to myself as I dashed across the dusty plain, the image of the fortress getting larger every second.

 

 

 

            Before I had reached the door, two guards of the master blocked my path.  I studied their faces for a moment.  They acted as if they couldn’t recognize me.  One of them even snarled.  “Hold it!  State your name and your assigned quadrant.”  I smirked for a brief moment, registering the scene of complete incompetence of the two.

 

 

 

            I guided my blue-gloved paws down at my side and then faced one of them.  “You two must be new.  I will forgive you for your stupidity,” I said to one of them.  “And as for you, yours too.  Now move or be moved!” 

 

 

 

            Together, they looked at one another and then laughed.  Seeing this I moved in closer to the one to the right of me.  Grasping his long and narrow snout, my paw danced down his length until I reached beneath his armor, gathering him with one paw while enticing him with my seductive eyes.  He erupted with a low moan and tried to keep his composure, but it was futile.  And from the expression of his partner I could see out from the corner of my eyes, that he was watching me closely as he ran his tongue over his muzzle. 

 

 

 

            “You two want to play?  Let me pass, I have business to attend to with the master and perhaps I’ll put in a good word for you two, that is if you give me clearance.”  I finished off, planting my lips around the digimon I caressed.  When I pulled away, I came to the realization that he was grasping me from behind, teasing me with every delicate squeeze to stimulate my buttocks.

 

 

 

            Giving a sly grin the other digimon moved closer and brought his clawed hand to touch my purple-tipped ears.  I jerked my head away from his grasp, and released an enticing purr. 

 

 

 

            “Don’t touch!  If you do, you don’t want this to ensue up to the next level, do you?” I chortled, then my lips brushed up against the same digimon as before. 

 

 

 

            He broke away and brought his claws onto my shoulders. 

 

 

 

            “No you don’t.  You’re not getting in that easy,” he replied.

 

 

 

            At this I pressed myself against his body once again, and with my paw behind me, I secretly reached in beneath his armor around his thighs and purred—distraction him even further.  In one fluid motion I extracted my claws and sliced through him with ease.  In a horrifying cry he immediately grabbed himself and slowly knelt down in pain, digital matter begun to disperse out from where he tried to close the spewing wound.

 

 

            “Wrong answer,” I said and then brought up my claw before the other could react.  “Cat Punch!”  My claws instantly went through the second digimon and impaled him through his chest, my paw escaping out from the back of him.  Pulling my arm out of him fast, his particles gushed out all around him and soon his form disintegrated seconds after.

 

 

 

            Turning my attention back on the struggling digimon, I bent down at face level and gave a wicked smile.

 

 

 

            “Better luck next time, little mon.”       

 

 

 

            I then pushed the Gothic double door aside and stepped into complete darkness.  Even after walking several paces around the main foyer I heard the doorman slump to the floor, exhausting his last breath.

 

 

 

 

 

The Dark Master

 

 

            As I entered into my master’s lair I saw him peering through his telescope.  He appeared to be studying the world around him.  He could see just about anything through the big lens of the scope, which allowed him to spy on any digimon or even his dark generals for that matter.  It was his looking glass and whatever he saw approaching, especially something that wasn’t a part of his army he considered it a threat.  However, on this particular day I had learned word of a special guest from the northeastern quadrant that will be coming along with reconnaissance reports.  As soon as I had heard of this, I found myself tensing up for some unknown reason. 

 

 

 

            Not motioning to wheel around in his throne chair, he spoke out to his sovereign guardian—me.  “Aw… welcome!  Long time no see, BlackTailmon.  I presume you know why you’re here, aye?”  An echo of pompous laughter filled the room, forcing me to cringe.  I stepped forth a little closer for my own reassurance that I wouldn’t do anything to upset him, because when he’s mad, one is to endure excruciating pain—and I have my resources to attest to this kind of punishment.  “C’mon girl, speak up!  Lord Piedmon won’t bite.  Come!”

 

 

 

            I stared up with golden eyes in a fashion that seemed like I was revolting, the way I strained and kept guard at all times.  It was just my way of intimidating others.  “No, Lord Piedmon,” I returned, gesturing with a paw across my chest, saluting.  “I really don’t have a clue why you’d summoned me.”  I finished my salute even though he has his back facing me.

 

 

 

            “Very well!  I apologize for the late notice, but I must bring this to your attention,” he started.  “I’ve been informed by a malignant master, Myotismon, will be sending his prized general with new reports.  I’ve heard many good things about this general and so I want you to escort the digimon around.”

 

 

 

            My ears perked up in outrage.

 

 

 

            “What?  Is that why you summoned me?  You want me to watch someone else’s surly minion?  Surely sir, I could be doing much more constructive things for you, the army, and the other dark masters than to waste precious time with some other digimon.”  I was then silenced with the rude gesture of his hand.

 

 

 

            “Shhh.  Did anyone tell you that in order to go up the ranks that you have to sometimes do things that may be boring for your own benefit?  Hmm?”

 

 

 

            Lowering my head my eyes soon followed suit.  “Very well.  I shall oblige.  I just hope the reports are worth heeding.  If you need anything else you will find me in the courtyard, sir.”

 

 

 

            “Very well, I shall call on you again when our guest arrives.  Oh!  Just a moment…” Piedmon paused.  “Do find a wooden post and sharpen those claws of yours, they seem to be a tad bit dull lately.”  A resounding laugh reverberated from wall to wall and I growled internally, my ears twitching in agitation.

 

 

 

            You shall have your last jest, dark master!  I whispered and walked out of the room.

 

 

 

 

 

            Once I was out in the courtyard I sat down by a soothing pool surrounded with weeds and a macabre of dead foliage.  I reached out and snatched the stem of a flower and then placed it in between my claws, twirling it in an absent-minded manner.  I thought long and hard about my past.  How I came about and just what was my purpose of having Piedmon for a mentor.  Not only did that thought plague me but the thought of this nearing visitor nauseated me.  I didn’t like visitors.

 

 

 

            Unexpectedly I caught myself humming an old hymn, something more closely related to death and decay.  Death was something I didn’t fear, but rather questioned.  Destiny was considered a simple game of chess.  No matter where I’d moved the pieces I wouldn’t lose nor succumb to coming to checkmates.  In this sense I compared this theory with the way I handled past digimon.

 

 

 

            Being a champion digimon I am considered strong and also being feminine by nature I tend to have this sweet advantage of betrayal.  Each digimon that had ever crossed my path has bowed down at my feet and then been absorbed.  The figures are irrelevant.  I don’t go by how many digimon I’ve defeated, but somewhere along the lines of how they were defeated.  Was it because of my strength or was it that I just cheated?  Do I cheat?  Hmm.

 

            While I continued to ponder about the past my tail swooshed about in a structured pond.  I sat on a round ledge where it connected to two sides of an old marble fountain.  A statuette of an angel could be seen drawing water from a jar.  Its stature was impressive, depicted in great detail to the finest line work.  I figured the dark master Puppetmon had constructed this marvel before my time.  If so, I commended him in secret.  I have never seen angels before, well, digimon angels.  I’ve always heard about them by means of mythology and ancient scrolls.  Somewhere down knee deep in my belief, I believed these creatures actually existed, for the folklore was too well told.  I wondered what I’d do if I had to be up against one.  Humph, that’s preposterous!

 

 

 

            I gave a silent laugh at the thought and then went back to frowning.  I wanted to snivel for some strange reason.  Maybe it was because I was lonely and sometimes neglected if not on duty.  I can’t really say that I have friends, but more along the lines of countless enemies.  A prime example would be the DigiDestined.  There weren’t many of them, not yet, but I knew there would be more of them coming into our world if it weren’t for all the evil digimon collaborating powers.  Digimon and humans together seemed to sicken me as well.  Working together?  Yuck!

 

 

 

            I turned my attention over to an old monolith, one that was clad to the wall, emblazoned tablets of text in arcane symbols etched into it.  Even now when I would occasionally glance in its direction, I cannot translate it.  I assumed it just pointed out the importance of keeping a balance between the DigiWorld and its Destiny Stones, between good and evil.  As I turned in the opposite direction, back towards the entrance of the courtyard, I noticed a blank wall where green vines were once adorned.  I think there used to be something there, like a cache for some door or passageway.  But I could be wrong.

 

 

 

            “What the…?” I startled myself with the sensation of arousal.  Looking down, that is when I looked at my paws.  I felt something.  Some kind of sixth sense that triggered my senses like something new was near.  In a way I knew that something was going on within the castle because only this kind of stir would only have happened when new digimon arrives.  “Could it be?  The messenger is here?”

 

 

 

            I leapt off the ledge of the fountain and quickly dashed down the halls to see for myself.

 

 

 

            Without warning I heard the sounds of new life—joyous laughter emanating from Piedmon’s chamber.  As I stepped to steal a glimpse inside, I saw that he was out of his chair and frolicking around eccentrically.  My eyes became coarse and perplex when I saw him drawing out one of his swords and throwing it to pierce into the neighboring wall. 

 

 

            What the heck?  What is he doing?  Has he gone mad already?  What is it that he’s saying?

 

 

 

            I placed my paw between the door left ajar and cracked it open softly.  Turning my head to the side I listened.

 

 

 

            “Way to go!  Way to go!  Get those meddling DigiDestined Devimon!  Show them what you’re made of.”

 

 

 

            Directing his forearm with his gloved hand, his fingers fanned out, towards the wall he had thrown his sword into; a sound of the blade began to vibrate.  Seconds later, out of the darkness the sword returned back into Piedmon’s grasp and from there he wielded it in the air as if striking someone.  I took this as the perfect opportunity to chime in and so I forced the door open further, making a loud creak.  This got the dark master’s attention since he stared at me, beaming.

 

 

 

            “Aw… you’re back so soon?  Come!  You’re missing out on all the fun.  It seems like the DigiDestined are receiving a brutal beating from Devimon.  I’m sure they’ll lose to him.  No one can beat him on that vicinity!  Ha!” Piedmon yelled, still celebrating and swaying his powerful sword aimlessly.  Like the cat I am I flocked towards his throne chair, leapt into midair, and reserved my seat atop its pinnacle.  From there I gazed down from the mountain through the large telescope.

 

 

 

            I could see clearly that Devimon was getting the upper hand in the battle.  Amidst the heat of battle, two more DigiDestined had arrived onto the scene.  In retaliation Devimon released a wave of darkness over the young digimon, sending them all back into their rookie forms.  At this sight I gave a wicked smile while continuing to observe from afar.  To my dismay, my smile disappeared when some blinding light had overwhelmed the island.  It shined so bright that even being this far, my eyes burned from looking through the lens of the scope, so I reared my head back and blinked several times.  But after I gazed into the scope once more, I realized that a new kind of digimon appeared moments after.  It was an angel type digimon!

 

 

            “Piedmon!” I cried in sheer terror and then stepped away from the telescope.  The dark jester stopped his swords play and rushed over to the scope.  I took into consideration that this would be the best time to back away.  For some strange reason I felt like I should and by my master’s mixture of awe and disbelief, I knew it had to be trouble brewing on that island.

 

 

 

            Minutes passed and when I saw Piedmon backing away from his scope, I inhaled a deep break.  “What is it?” I asked, but received no answer, only the impression that something had gone terribly wrong.  At the first sign of my master’s face creasing up into pure rage, I sighed in exasperation.  “Did something happen to Devimon?”

 

 

 

            Piedmon only looked at me with his burning red eyes and then placed a fist beneath his chin, lost in thought.

 

 

 

            “Well, we now have some ‘other’ news to report to Myotismon.  He will not be pleased.  Very well… BlackTailmon!  Are you listening to me?” he bellowed.

 

 

 

            I snapped to attention; it was obvious that I had fallen under some kind of depressed trance.  “Yes!” I replied in a dumbfound tone.  My eyes instantly bloomed when I came to the revelation that my cheek was fiery and pulsating in agony.

 

 

 

            I reached up with a paw and cupped my left cheek.  I was too strong to let innocent tears flood my eyes, but I could tell that my eyes were glistening despite of what I thought.  Piedmon finally gathered his consensus and apologized to me.  That was the first time he had put his hands on me.  It only took one slap, one that was so powerful I didn’t want to ever feel that kind of pain ever again.

 

 

 

            Unexpectedly, a new voice surpassed the room’s heavy breathing of darkness.

 

 

            “Piedmon, I presume?”

 

 

 

 

 

Warmth in a Cold Heart

 

 

 

            It has been only a day’s time since that pathetic slap and the surprise visitor.  I was just starting to get used to this old place, the bitter air of emptiness seemed similar to that of my own.  I stayed within another chamber, a small room with nothing much in it, just debris of stone structure.  The place was falling apart and the signs of old age were becoming evident.

 

 

 

            Lying here comfortably, on the marble architect, the flood of new air gingerly caressed over the fine follicles of my ash seal coat.  It was as if someone had entered into my temporary abode.  The reoccurrence of the visitor’s face reassured me that my senses had not failed me this time.  Instantly, I purred when another’s fur had brushed up against me by accident.  I didn’t catch myself at the time of showing vulnerability, but I caught on quick and rose up with claws ready.

 

 

 

            “What are you doing here?  I thought I told you not to disturb me?” I growled, easing my muscles and fining my fur around my pelt.  I watched with a smirk on my face as the similar feline digimon yawned.

 

 

 

            “So what.  You’re supposed to show me around, remember?  Just because you don’t know me all too well doesn’t mean you should neglect your duty as a digimon.  Besides, I’m getting pretty tired of seeing you droning around here, doing absolutely nothing constructive.  I thought you were supposed to be the commander of the northwestern forces?”

 

 

 

            I gave a smirk and replied with a shake of my head in disappointment.  “Don’t start with me you puss.  You have no idea how I operate, so don’t you dare patronize me—ever again!”

 

 

 

            After saying that, I knew the threatening voice had registered immediately.  I began to exit the room, lifting my tail up to demonstrate my animosity for such a creature as her.  I don’t know if she acknowledged it or not, I wasn’t about to stick around and pick a fight with this foreigner. 

 

 

 

            Venturing deeper into the castle I came upon the small dining room.  Stepping inside I could barely make out the outlines of the room.  It was so dark as usual, like everything else in this place.  Coming to a resolution I raced up the worn marble pillars that connected to the decorative ceiling and onto a chandelier.  Swerving the glass diamonds back and forth, reaching for the centered candle within, I managed to pinch the wick in between the tips of my claws.  Using some of my dark powers I channeled it into the wick and soon enough the room was illuminating vividly.

 

 

 

            After lighting the room that was when I realized all sorts of cobwebs scattered about various empty cuisine dishes and wine glasses.  Even silverware and chinas stayed on top of the white cloth table, all aligned perfectly.  From one end of the table I saw a deteriorating chimney and with wooden planks still inside.  Glass windows of the sort displayed nothing that represented nature outside, but with brick walls, sadly.

 

 

 

            Prancing down onto the table I flipped forward once more and onto the wooden floor.  Walking up to the chimney, I felt the coldness of the room.  This whole bitterness routine was beginning to get to me, so I thought of the most logical thing to do, and that was to warm the room up or to at least tidy up somewhat.  After I got the wood burning, I turned back and around and was greeted with that same persevering face. 

 

 

 

            There she was, sitting on the farthest chair opposite of the one I stood adjacent from.  She beckoned me to sit down with the kind gesture of her head.  Obeying, I shook my head and prepared to sit down, but when I stole a quick glimpse of her form I noticed the soft luminescence of her shadow behind her.  There was something odd about this cat with white fur and her ears were tipped purple as mine; the only contrast between us was in fur and eye tone.  We were both the same species type of digimon, coincidently.

 

 

 

            “So, how are you doing up here?”  She asked, smiling at me, which I found to be menacing. 

 

 

 

            I didn’t bother to utter a word for a few good seconds.  Licking my lips for moisture and speech, I looked up once more, catching the other feline’s eyes.  That’s when I noticed how lustrous they were.  “I’m doing fine up here.  I just got here actually.  Our northern armies are settling matters just fine, wouldn’t you agree?”

 

 

 

            “Why, of course.  It’s a shame I’ll have to return home to my master and rely the tragic news about…”

 

 

 

            Together, we shared the same melancholic expression for the loss of a great being.

 

 

 

            “Yeah, I know,” was my weak response.

 

 

 

            I could tell that the other feline was nodding understandingly and I praised her for that.  With the subject on masters, I began to elaborate on it further.

 

 

 

            “So, um, do you like Piedmon?  Not in an affair kind of like, like.”  I corrected before I made a blundering fool of myself.

 

 

 

            The cat looked up, this time I could see her blue gem eyes even more.  They were filled with wonder and mystic.  “Well, I appreciate Myotismon more, but I guess I can say that your master is all right.  Even though I haven’t worked with him before as you’ve been doing.  Don’t get my impression wrong, I’m a good servant and all, it’s just that I sometimes feel…”

 

 

 

            I chimed in instantly, finding the term for her.  “Empty?”  I watched attentively for her reaction and it was one of amazement.

 

           

 

            “Yeah!”

 

 

 

            “I thought so.”

 

 

 

            Together, we laughed for the first time and when we took note seconds later, we went back to our fundamental state of being strangers.  I kept a close eye on her; I seemed kind of fascinated with her because she shared the same outlook as I.  Late to my knowledge I finally caught sight of something circular around her purple-ringed tail.  As if she had caught onto my next question, she looked down at her tail and then back up at me, her eyes suddenly trailing off from mine.

 

 

 

            “Its sole purpose is for protection.  I sometimes use it to close the main gates of our digital world.”

 

 

 

            “You mean the warp gates?  The gates that allow digimon into the ‘other’ world?”  I inquired—my curiosity skyrocketing.

 

 

 

            “Yes, that’s the one.  Um…”

 

 

 

            I motioned back into my chair uneasy and tried to get comfortable, clearing my throat in the process.  “I’m sorry about earlier, it’s just that I find it hard trusting strangers around here.  I’m just paranoid I suppose.  Oh!  I never did catch your name, what is it again?”

 

 

 

            The white feline elevated her head to match her eyes to my golden pair. 

 

 

 

            “I understand.  I’m like that too.  Oh, ugh… I’m known as Gatomon.  And I already know your name, BlackTailmon.”

 

 

 

            I raised my ears at the sound of her name and mine.  “Very well, Gatomon.  So, um… would you…?”  I stammered for the right words to form another question, but they never came.  In the process of doing so, Gatomon stared at me in puzzlement and then smiled with effervescence.  For several minutes I burned her smile into my mind and by the time I concluded that she was staring right back at me, with the same amount of curiosity, I turned away with a blush due to embarrassment.  Oddly, she did the same.

 

 

 

            I was brought to my attention when I heard paws tracing over the table top.  Gatomon was advancing on me, as if the great distance between us had bothered her, and thus she needed to get closer to grow in my favor.  Soon, she stood before me, looking down into my golden radiances.

 

 

 

            “Sorry, I just needed to get closer.  Trying to tune in from that far drove me nuts, so I hope you don’t mind if I sit here with you.  Is that okay?”  She asked with the sweetest and provocative voice.  I couldn’t resist it; she was too much like me.  I had to know more about her! 

 

 

 

            Thinking to myself, I failed to hide a sly grin.  Shit! 

 

 

 

            “Wow!  What a demonic grin!”  Gatomon chortled, and then stared into the chimney fire, while standing atop the table.

 

 

 

            I turned my head away and smiled.  “Oh, you be quiet!”

 

 

 

            She just looked at me and then erupted in laughter.  Seeing her laugh provided me with a sense of security and well-being.  She then gave me a serious gaze, an affectionate gaze which I let pass for now, but it was still a little awkward, and something told me I was about to regret for even allowing her to come into my proximity.  Sure we had a lot of things in common, but there were some remnants of uncertainty about this digimon before me.

 

 

 

            Without fair warning, she leaned forward and grasped my shoulders firmly, almost massaging them.  I squirmed uncomfortably.  I knew that I didn’t like being touched, but she didn’t know that.  The question that rose in the air of tension was should I tell her to take her paws off of me or to let her go about what she’s doing?  Then again, what she was doing felt so soothing and calming.  Purr!

 

 

 

            Instinctively I muzzled myself and swiped her paws away from me.  I watched as she was taken back by this sudden reaction, in shock, and raising her brows at me.

 

            “Was it something I did?  If so, I’m very sorry BlackTailmon.  Please.”  She pleaded, though I had had enough.  I was so perplexed of the situation.  I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do, what to say, or how to react with this person.  Could it be?  Through my entire days of loneliness and bitterness make me want to have a companion?  No!  It can’t be true.  Or can it?

 

 

 

            I stared into Gatomon’s eyes and sighed, bringing a paw to brush up over my forehead.  “I’m sorry.  I’m not used to being touched by anyone.  I’m way too protective of myself.  But it was nice meeting you, but I must go…” I started to get up but a paw blocked my path.  “Please Gatomon, don’t interfere with my lifestyle, if you do, I’ll only have something to regret once it’s all over with.  Don’t put extra weight on my shoulders, it won’t do us any good.”

 

 

 

            Leaping down from the table, she stood at eye level and came close—the fire just before us crackling and burning—sending psychological messages to our brains.  Even I wanted to scream because I felt trapped and somehow isolated between my dignity and myself.  Just then, something kind of chemistry happened—she pulled me close, and ensued an unspeakable kiss.  Many things ran through my mind, building up even more pressure before I finally retaliated with a claw to her face.

 

 

 

            She turned her head back to face me, bits of her data showing.  “I will love you BlackTailmon, just give me a chance and you’ll see.  I won’t leave you here, continuing to dwell in your endless cycle of exile and wishful dreams.  You deserve better!  At least consider it?  We are two of a kind!”

 

 

 

            I watched slowly as the wound on her face began to heal, sealing itself and hindering its inner proportions.  I reached up with my paw, and brushed over the inflicted area.  “If I… give you this chance…  You must promise me that you won’t abandon me.  You must promise me!  We would be sisters fighting on the same sides.  Always,” I whispered the last part, just before embracing her with my love.

 

           

 

            In doing so, I could feel her arms snaking around me.  This only sent chills throughout my body; I could even feel my pelt rising in resistance.  It was futile though to give up such a moment, a moment in my life where I felt so saved because of another’s tenderness.  Such mixed feelings inside me flowed through me, surging and purging deeper, making me wish I wasn’t under someone’s rule so that I could be with her forever. 

 

 

 

            Lost in my mind wander I was led down onto the floor, with my legs spread wide, and my arms tied into a loving embrace around my partner’s back.  Before the fiery chimney, the temptation of heat existed between us and we could have scorched the entire fortress with our lust.  The feeling was almost indescribable.  I just continued to feel the traces of her warm tongue lingering about my mouth, permeating, and soon it found what is was looking for—its erotic friend.

 

 

 

            I was burning up.  Perspire was drooping from my forehead and even the slightest feeling of the very tips of her claws were faint over my chest, the child’s play of fondling my lucrative furry breasts—boiling, bubbling milk.  I was lost, but was being found by this other champion.  My champion.  I wanted her so bad that I accidentally slipped my tongue out from her mouth, my own precious saliva draining down the side of my jaw and even the aqueous had formed a cross bridge between our very lips.

 

 

 

            All of the skeletal muscles in my body contracted and released simultaneously.  It was painful because in a way I couldn’t control my urges—the craving was so dearest.  In earnest I would reluctantly trace my claws down her back and sometimes farther below towards her tail.  Once there, we constricted breasts to breasts, feeling each other’s heartbeat as if it was a new found pearl.  I had managed to kick out with one free leg, and with that loosen thigh I tied around her left leg, bringing her closer to my radiant womb.  Another kiss prolonged our meeting and the feelings between us were mutual.

 

 

 

            I opened my eyes and could see strange hallucinations of geometric figures, numbers if you will, floating in every direction, and amid numerous calculations and radicals, her figure dipped through them several times as she rubbed her pelvis against mine.  Our crotches grew hotter and hotter with every thrust being made between us, fur already moistened and readied for excitement.  The constant flipping of her hymen against mine drove me up the wall and into a world of seduction.  With this time period between us, growing longer and more meaningful, I carefully entitled it as being my safe haven, because she was this place.

 

 

 

            I don’t recollect releasing audible moans of pleasure and joy, but if I did it must have been emitting from my chest, internally—with vibrating lungs.  Just when I thought I was free from her excruciatingly pleasurable torture, then came her naughty and abusive fingers, inside me and on some uncharted exploration.  I was so hot, burning up, I couldn’t tell whose thighs were producing the most moisture in the allotted time.  Still, when her time signature and power elevated, so did mine as my claws bit down over her back, forming horrific streaks all the way down.

 

 

 

            I saw her grimacing all the while, but I did not stop for her, or for myself.  The pain journeyed down farther until I reached the outer extremities of her long tail.  I curled her tail in a playful manner, taunting and teasing her passionately.  It was inevitable for me to escape her fingers as it was for her to escape my penetrating claws from behind.  And soon, things took a turn for the worst when her image disappeared and reappeared magically around my sensitive area. 

 

 

 

            My eyes bloomed and an amorous moan escaped from me suddenly.  There was no way in hell that I could escape this next move.  I reopened my eyes to stare up at the ceiling; the digital numbers were still there, floating before my binocular vision like apparitions.

 

 

 

            “Angel Eyes!” I exclaimed, as her tongue engulfed me whole.  My back arched in the most painful manner until the strength in my stomach muscles gave away.  Toppling the floor I began to writhe around as if in great pain.  Panting and sweating profusely, I was just about near my finest hour. 

 

 

 

            Suddenly my thighs encased the sides of her head and rhythmically I opened and closed them, I’m sure it must have given her a headache.  And finally, finally… I emptied what was left of my digital soul into her gaping mouth, filling her with my sweetness out of my cold and dark heart.  I breathed for fresh air like I had never breathed before, a new digimon being born anew!

 

 

 

            Bringing up my paw to wipe the sweat from my forehead, I thanked her with a passionate kiss when she ventured back up.  Once she came back into view, I clamped one of her breasts into my mouth, pinching the nipple with my incisors, and doing so I drank from her the purest of milk.  At the same time she cuddled my face with her unforgiving paws, massaging my face.  I now knew it was my time to repay the favor, and so I released her from my mouth and then pressed her forward with my paws resting on her buttocks.

 

 

 

            I ate unlike any other digimon, purifying and baptizing her in conjunction.  This time I heard her moan for the first time, since I was so caught up in myself before.  My slithering, serpent tongue parted her whole and dove to safety, being that of a virus, it was my way of incubating inside her.  She tasted, smelled, and felt sweet.  With muscular folds clamping over my tongue, I couldn’t prolong this any further without wanting to exit.  But as soon as I did leave her permeable midsection, lubricants of all the nectar sorts came spewing over my face and warming my eyes. 

 

 

 

            I coughed before gaining back my composure and together we laughed gaily.

 

            The finale ended with an explosion as we were spread out over each other, in the year of sixty-nine and counting.  Both of our mouths thanked each other for the sweet dinner and we were grateful for having each other, to be able to comprehend our sanity with an ecstasy of insanity.  We gathered close, in each other’s arms by the fire and watched the wood trickle and splinter, ashes dusting up the bricks of the chimney walls.

 

 

 

            For the first time in my life… I felt needed.

 

 

 

 

 

Years of Pain

 

 

 

            Years has passed and gone since our first acquaintance.  When Gatomon left, it only seemed like we would only grow stronger, our desire to have one another.  During in which time I also realized that the new wave of DigiDestined had calibrated and formed an unstoppable alliance.  Now there were more of them and they all were defeating the Dark Masters, until they came up against the final one—Piedmon.

 

 

 

            Here I stood, all these years, I had grown stronger and having surpassed my champion form.  I became known as LadyDevimon, The Fallen Angel.  Standing at my master’s side, even up until now, I still protected him from anything that would be considered a threat to us both.  During the last final stages and conflicts with the DigiDestined, I then had realized that my most beloved friend has allied with the enemy.  But the final question I contemplated even more was did she really betray me?

 

 

            With the snap of Piedmon’s fingers, he brought me to attention.  “LadyDevimon, go now and show these DigiDestined what you’re made of.  If you cannot defeat them, then you better hope they will delete you.  This is it, our last jest!  You either die fighting or die by my hands.  It’s your choice.”  He turned his head in my direction and gave a nod.

 

 

 

            I did the only thing I could do—I obliged.  “Looks like I’ve arrived at the climax of our adventure and at a great moral dilemma.  Very well!  I shall destroy them, Lord Piedmon.  Good-bye.”  After saying so, I dematerialized into dark matter and quickly transported myself to the DigiDestined’s location.

 

 

 

When I rose from the ground, a dark swarm of bats circulated and converged from the surface where I made my entrance and my menacing figure materializing from them.  In my wake, I sent terror into the very hearts of the digidestined with my dark appearance, because of the tight leather clad to my body and the black widow’s long gray hair running down my back extremity.  From my eyes blazed a burgundy color as they began to manifest other dark specimens of the digital world by my side.  As I advanced in an unsettling hover, the rattling of hooked chains all over my body frightened the children.  I must admit that I even impressed myself for taking the appearance of an evil goddess in my later years.

 

 

 

            “Welcome to Spiral Mountain, you little bratty kids!  I am LadyDevimon, general of the northwestern armies and Piedmon’s guardian.”  I said, analyzing each and every one of teammates and their digimons.  When I caught sight of the familiar Gatomon, I stared at her for the longest before breaking eye contact.

 

 

 

            “Whoa!  Talk about super freaky!” Tai spoke, turning to his digimon Agumon.

 

 

 

            “Tai, wait!” Gatomon intervened.  I stared at her, absolutely shocked.  “I’ll battle her, please let me.  You must!”

 

 

 

            Tai turned his attention over to this little girl, and she gave him the approval.  “Very well, you’ll need to digivolve then.  Kari?”

 

 

 

            Nodding, Kari brought out her digivice and prepared for Gatomon’s digivolution.  In an instant, vivid projections of light blurred the battle site as it engulfed the feline’s form.  The sound of Gatomon’s voice echoed through my ears with a heavenly ring as she digivolved to her next level, never before seen by my eyes.  However, when she finished her transformation, in her place hovered the Angel of Light, sparkles and celestial glitters had formed a series of fine javelins. 

 

 

 

            I gasped at the sight of the angel digimon.  I saw one before, reminiscing back to the demise of Devimon.  But I never would have thought that Gatomon would be an angel, but now that I knew the truth behind my only friend, everything we had shared with one another that destined night became an instant betrayal and revenge.

 

 

 

            Growling, I started to grind her teeth in frustration and then gathered my courage to assault her.  Motioning one of my arms above my head, I began to spiral, forming a Black Death helix which ushered a plague of deadly bats and darkness towards the entire group.  “Darkness Wave!”  I screamed.

 

 

 

            Instantly, the group were laid down to rest, the strength of the deadly wave had forced them into a brief state of idleness.  Kari was the first to get up and soon followed by her new digimon.  I sneered.

 

 

 

            “Get her, Angewomon!” Kari cried.

 

 

 

            Obeying, the female angel digimon flew across the dark sky gracefully, leaving a barely visible trail of lavender.  I was astonished after acknowledging the name of my former lover, in doing so I left myself open and received a punch to the face that sent me grazing into the rocky surface, a crater dilated around me.  With shaking arms I forced myself to get up and without warning I directed my hand at the angel digimon, casting an evil spell that sent an unholy force of my darkness upon her.

 

 

 

            “Ahh!” she screamed, the black plague causing her to twirl uncontrollably in the air.  Late to my knowledge, I failed to see a Kabuterimon flying up to intercept her.

 

 

 

            “Gotcha!”

 

 

 

            Within his large insect claws, I heard the angel from within his claws becoming irate.  “Let me go!  Let me at her!  Ohhh!” was all I could decipher.  I smiled at this.  Doing so, he released the angel and she soared across the sky and slapped me in the most agonizing and irritating manner.  Afterwards, a ghastly womon fight ensued between us, provoking an inevitable fist frenzy.

 

 

 

            Tai stared up and was joined with the others, all completely shocked by this scene of viciousness.  “Holy cow!  I can’t take my eyes off of them.”  He repeated once more as I got a hold of Angewomon’s hair and began to spin her by her long, blonde silk-like hair.  When released, she went soaring back in Kabuterimon’s direction, forcing him to fly up and catch her for a second time.

 

 

 

            Suddenly I had to laugh, dark laughter reverberated through the land.  Everyone looked up at me.  Unbeknownst to me, Tai turned to Agumon for a plan.

 

 

 

            “Time for a trump card, buddy!  Agumon, time to see WarGreymon!”

 

 

 

            “All right!  Now I get my turn to whoop some tail.  Here we go!” Agumon cheered as Tai positioned his digivice at him and then the repeating flash of vivid light absorbed the digimon.  Bewildered, I shielded my face from the bright light and after it had dimmed, a massive claw greeted me.  It came undetected and so fast, such great power I’ve never seen or felt before.

 

 

            My body was sent into the ground once more, this time to my horror I found myself unable move—partially paralyzed.  The blow was quite tremendous, being in the size and shape of WarGreymon’s forearm, it drained me of my considerable strength almost indefinitely.  It was going to be over in a matter of minutes.  I thought.  As I lie there, helplessly; an orange coalesce of energy began to take shape in the sky of a sphere where WarGreymon had begun to prepare his special attack in between his massive claws—it flared a brilliant luminous over the white outlines of my face, giving me the sensation of warmth, and soon it lit up the crevice around my weakened form.  Oh the irony! 

 

 

 

            It seemed just before the massive energy propelled towards me with great speed, I admitted my defeat and thought back during the old days and the time I’d spent with Gatomon; it seemed impossible to go back to now, and with my fate being sealed in this spare of a moment. 

 

 

 

I didn’t manage to maneuver out of the destructive path of WarGreymon’s awesome Terra Force, but I did find myself capable of doing something I’ve never done before--cry, shedding tears down the slopes of my ghostly cheeks.  The glorious sun intensified over me and with my dying words I said…

 

 

 

            “I still love you Gato…”

 

 

 

           

 

THE END

 

 

 

Author’s Notes:  Thank you for reading this story.  This story was entered as a contest piece and in dedication of the wonderful hostess, LadyDevimon.  All events were inspired by her tale of Gatomon and LadyDevimon, and by doing so I’ve created a new outlook for her.  I hope you love this contest entry as much as I do!  Oh, and I’d like to apologize if the last part of the story seemed a little awkward, that’s because I tried altering from a third-person perspective to a first-person.  Why I changed it beats the hell out of me, but if you didn’t notice it, then forget what I’ve just said.  -grins- 

 

 

 

Commentary Notations:  I must be honest here…  This was honestly one of the “hardest” lemons for me to write.  And you thought the first part of Lethal Liaisons was long and well played out?  Nah!  This story took me all afternoon!  Anyway, if you really enjoyed this story, please be sure to send in your comments to Sonimon or have them posted within your review at FanFiction.net, under my great name, Darkmon.

 

 

 

Well, there are plenty of more adventures for you to read up on in the future, so please do come back and read my stories.  Satisfaction is guaranteed!  If not, then you may spank me!  -laughs-

 

 

 

Special Thanks:  I’d like to thank Stephanie Brown (one of my classmates and comrades from middle school) for helping me decide on an appropriate title.  I’d like to thank LadyDevimon for the inspiration of this literary piece.  I also would like to thank the other writers out there and those of you on the DigiArtist’s Domain message board, too.  And finally, I’d like to give thanks to Sonimon for maintaining my stories.  Thank you everybody! 

 

 The lemon finished and the light got turn on

 

Rinku-“ Well there you have i,t the last great yuri lemon from the writer Darkmon, we going to take a 30 minutes break until the judges decide what 3 lemons are the best one, please you may eat or do whatever you want. Thank you” said Rinku walking away.

RedRover-“Darkmon that was a great lemon i must say”

Rilestmoon-“Yeah i really like enjoy it...you have Great talent  with words you know”said rilest grinning

Jordan-“Well we have 30 minutes of break until the judges decide what is the best lemon” cried Jordan yawning “Hey lets go eat something” shouted Jordan stretching.

Togashi-“Good idea, Omegamon, Omegadramon are you coming with us guys?” asked togashi standing up

Omegamon-“ Uh? Oh yeah let go eat, im starving” replied Omegamon rubbing his stomach.

Omegadramon-“Yeah im coming too” replied him standing up

Gabumatic-“ Hey im coming to, im kind of hungry too” yawned Gabumatic.

Tankcop-“ Nah im going to stay here, i don’t want to miss anything exciting” grinned tankcop giving a glance to the digidestine that were talking and some were leaving to eat something too.

Digimonsh-“hey were are ya going? Im coming with you guys” shouted Digimonsh standing up to.

Metal Mikemon-“ Lets go to Mc Donald” suggested Mikemon

BossReo-“Lets just go eat something please”

 

The lemons writer started to leave as Darkmon stopped and asked rilestmoon who was sitting in the chair.

 

Darkmon-“ Rilest aren’t you coming with us?” asked Darkmon

Rilestmoon-“nope im gonna stay here but can you do me the favor of bringing me something...here you have twenty dollars please buy me something ok? Asked rilest with a foxy and childish smile.

Darkmon-“ Ok... but you better behave yourself mister while im gone” warned darkmon with a (You better don’t do something wrong) look in his face.

Rilestmoon-“Yeah i be good... promise” said rilestmon with a (fake) shy smile.

Darkmon-“ well see ya then.” said darkmon walking away.

 

The all the lemon writers left except Tankcop that was talking to some of the digidestine...Girls ^.^

 

Rilestmoon-“Hehehe time to have some fun” snickered rilestmoon darkly.

 

 

Well that was the first part of my Oscars Night series, (Oh God my fingers and my back is killing me) well if you got any comments, tips, or just request write me at  .

Thanks to Redrover, Darkmon, Jordan, Omegamon, Omegadramon, Tankcop, Metal mikemon, Madman, Christine , DigimonSh and BossReo for letting me write this.

 

Rilest note: Damn im sooo tired, i better go to sleep i got a test tomorrow and is 11:11 P.M well got to go...2 part of Oscars series coming right up just give me some time (Yawn)

well Goodnight everybody.   ^.-- !!!!