Well, here it is. After a few weeks of waiting, I have finally begun the fourth lemon in the “Enter: Falcon” series. I hope you enjoy it, because I put a lot of thought and detail into this lemon. It’s a bit longer than I expected it to be, but what the hey, that’s a good thing, right?

 

This lemon is 18+. It includes one particular part describing two Digimon in sexual… uh, having… ah, screw it. They’re fucking each other. Enough said.

 

Toei 0wnz Digimon. I own the characters Falcon, MegaMechadramon, and Impemon. Other than that, insert other legal crap here.

 

Impmon’s Choice

 

Impmon walked slowly, alone, along one of the many sidewalks of the large city, with incessant rain drumming down around him from the dark night sky. A single bolt of lightning streaked along the sky, and the Digimon glanced upwards. One raindrop fell right into his left eye, and he shook his head, as if to dislodge it. When it was gone, he blinked twice, and glared into the darkness in front of him. The rain did not lift his temper any, especially since he was pondering a topic that, every second he thought about it, pissed him off further. But he couldn’t dislodge it from the back of his mind as he had dislodged the raindrop from his eye.

Ever since his first encounter with Falcon, Impmon had despised the newest addition to the Digidestined. Everything about the young, trench-coated soldier of fortune irked the small devil Digimon, and he would do anything to kill, to destroy Falcon irrevocably, claw his face off, rip his heart out of his chest… Anything to get rid of this annoyance he had suddenly been faced with. The first time one had seen the other, and the second as well, Falcon had stolen Renamon away from him, just when he had her in his clutches… he had her ready to do anything he wanted her to do!

And Falcon ruined it for him!

Impmon bared his teeth, growling menacingly. His fingers were tightly locked in a clawing position, and his eye twitched slightly as he visualized Falcon in front of him. He swiped out at the imaginary young man, and the image vanished before him, leaving him, once again, alone with his thoughts, and the rain pouring down upon him and the ground around him.

Impmon quickly took shelter underneath a long awning. He shivered, attempting to keep himself warm from the cold rain soaking his short fur. He stared back up at the darkened clouds, and blinked as another bolt of lightning split the sky. “Why is it that everything I try to do, I either fail miserably or have someone else fuck it up? Why can’t I ever get what I want?”

He stamped down on the hard cement sidewalk. “It’s because of those goddamned goody-two-shoes Digidestined and that assfuck Falcon! They’ve thwarted me everywhere I go! No matter what I do, they’re there to stop me! I can’t get away with anything anymore!”

I can help you stop them.

Impmon spun around, startled. He looked left, right, and left again, nervous. “Okay, who the hell was that?”

I will help you stop them.

“Show yourself! Show yourself already, or I’ll come and find you myself!” Impmon didn’t know where to look for the mysterious voice first. It felt like the voice came directly from his mind, but it sounded like no voice he had ever heard before. It sounded almost purely evil, even more evil than any of his forms, or all of them put together. The voice echoed about his brain as if he was in a shadowy cavern. Impmon was slowly becoming frantic, as he circled around, frenetically looking for any possible source of the voice on the ground, on the wall, even in the sky above.

Do you accept my offer?

Impmon stopped searching for the voice. He slowly looked back up to the raining sky, looking for an answer. Almost immediately, that answer came to him.

“Yes. I accept your offer.”

Excellent.

Impmon had his back turned to the wall. He was still looking to the sky, watching the rain falling, as five metallic tentacles edged out of the wall behind them. They were not being emitted from any cracks or holes in the wall, just the wall itself. The tentacles went to his sides, two to his left and three to his right, and began to inch closer to his body. Impmon barely had time to glance downward at his left side, when he saw a glint out of the corner of his eye, when the tentacles snapped towards him at an impossible speed, wrapping themselves around his wrists, legs, and midriff, holding him spread-eagled and unable to move. Completely snared, Impmon could not struggle against the tentacles as they wrapped themselves around his body at lightning speed. They held him there until he was fully restrained, and then whipped backwards, into the wall. For the split second that Impmon had to think, he thought that he was going to be splattered against the wall by the tentacles. Instead, the tentacles pulled him straight through the wall.

Then Impmon was gone. The rain continued flooding down from the sky, falling in torrential sheets upon the asphalt road and sidewalk. The area was empty once again.

 

Impmon felt a sensation of flying rapidly backwards through a dark tunnel. Once or twice a blurry white light, like a cloud, flew by him. Then the lights began to become less spaced apart, and eventually they all coagulated to become a blinding white blaze. Impmon closed his eyes, to avoid the light, but it just kept getting brighter and brighter…

And then it receded. Impmon opened his eyes nervously, and wiped his forehead, clearing the mix of sweat and rain that lay there. Then he realized that the snake-like tentacles had gone from his wrists and ankles, and he was once again able to move his various joints. However, he didn’t, as he was fearful for his life, but he couldn’t put his finger on the reason why.

Impmon looked around. He appeared to be in a circle of white light, but everything outside of that light remained in shadow. He crawled backwards a few inches, then stopped. He seemed to be indecisive about what to do, and he looked around again, nervously.

A pair of red dots suddenly appeared in the shadows on the opposite side of the circle of light. The dots looked like eyes… but they were too close together and high up off of the ground to be eyes of any creature, human or Digimon. The eyes began to come closer and closer to the circle, and Impmon felt a tightness in his throat as he realized that he was scared shitless in this place. He wanted to get out of there, to scarper as fast as he possibly could… but he didn’t know where he was, or how to get out. He couldn’t see anything outside of the bright light, other than the pair of red eyes.

Finally, the being to which the eyes belonged appeared in the light. He appeared to be a crudely built machine, with exposed bundles of wires along his shoulders and middle. His bottom, instead of being a pair of legs, resembled the robotic version of a robe, and the machine skimmed along the ground on it. One of his arms was a large cannon of some sort, and the other ended in a pincer-like claw. Impmon gasped, horrified, at the demonic machine before him.

“Who… what… are you?”

I am MegaMechadramon. I have brought you here to enhance your powers well enough to defeat the Digidestined, and to eventually bring the world crashing down around you. MegaMechadramon’s mouth, if he had any discernible part of the sort, did not move as he spoke. This added significantly to Impmon’s fear of what was going on around him, and he edged backwards further.

“Mega…Mechadramon? But I’ve never heard of you before!”

You are like any other creature, as I should have guessed before. You grow to not believe what you do not see, or have proof of by sight. This is where you will fall to your errors, as have so many viral Digimon before you, unless you realize that that which you cannot see can become your greatest ally, or your greatest enemy.

“But… why… why me?”

I chose you because you are the perfect Digimon to carry out my tasks for me. You –

“What? No way! I’m not being some messenger slave mon for some… big… mechanical monstrosity like you!

Oh? Are you quite sure about that, Impmon? MegaMechadramon’s eyes flashed a bright red, and the five metallic tentacles were immediately on Impmon again, holding him spread-eagled, five feet above the ground, so that he could not move at all.

“Let me go!”

I will release you if, and only if, you agree to listen to what I will propose to you.

“Yeah, fine, whatever! Just get these metal fucklers off of me!” If the tentacles had not been holding him so tightly, Impmon would have been thrashing like a crazed animal. MegaMechadramon’s eyes dulled to a dark red for a split second, then brightened back to their normal tone. As MegaMechadramon’s eyes changed, the tentacles let go of Impmon’s body abruptly, sending him falling back to the floor with a dull thump. Impmon rubbed his sore rear as MegaMechadramon continued.

You are at the perfect state of mind for causing destruction and chaos: a helpless rage against one individual person or thing. It is a rage that seems to poison you from the inside, and so great that you would destroy anyone and anything you must to gain your long-awaited revenge on the one that you feel you must crush, the one person that you have a need to utterly annihilate. Falcon.

“What? How do you know? How do you know about Falcon?”

I have been watching you, Impmon. I have been watching you seethe over your defeats at Falcon’s hands. I know what you want to do to him.

“You’ve been spying on me?!”

Yes and no. I watch everything that goes on in this city. I especially keep track of my fellow viral Digimon. You, being one of those virals, have proven to be no exception.

“So why are you willing to help me? What’s in it for you?”

The fall of the Digidestined is not only what you hope to cause, Impmon. I myself have been waiting for the day when that group finally is defeated for the last time, and then I will stand over their broken bodies and claim my rightful place as the Mechanical Messiah of the planet Earth.

“You make it sound like they’ve done something to you. Why don’t you just go and kill them yourself?”

Because they have crippled me, Impmon. I once was the most powerful mechanical Digimon existent. But that all changed in the blink of an eye. In the one battle I fought against them, they damaged my body so badly that I can no longer do what I used to be able to do, and if I were to make any sort of aggressive move against their group in my current state, I would be completely and totally destroyed. I am not willing to take that risk. You, on the other hand, have confronted them many times in your life, and you, as an unmechanical Digimon, have the capability to heal yourself. I have remained in my incapacitated state for almost a year now, and I have remained in the background since my first and last battle against them.

“So you’re getting me to do your dirty work for you. I’ve been turned into an underling.”

It’s a win-win situation, Impmon. I witness the fall of the Digidestined, while you continue on and rid the Earth of the one called Falcon. In short, it all comes down to you. I do not mean to put a load on your shoulders, but you are my last hope for survival.

Impmon was taken aback by MegaMechadramon’s last statement. Here, standing before him, was the most powerful mechanical Digimon ever to have existed, and he was pleading for the small devil Digimon’s help. The machine Digimon suddenly reminded Impmon of an old man, the way he was so fragile. Impmon immediately felt a sense of responsibility in aiding MegaMechadramon in his quest to obliterate the name Digidestined from reality.

“Tell me what I have to do.”

Follow me. MegaMechadramon glided back out of the circle of light, and Impmon quickly stood up and made his way towards the receding red eyes. They slowly faded from view, and Impmon slowed down, now totally confused as to where to go. He looked back to the spotlight, and considered running back into the light. At least there he knew where he was, even if he didn’t know where “there” really was.

Suddenly, the ground disappeared from beneath his feet. Impmon began to accelerate downwards, and he frantically struggled to stay right side up as he dropped like a rock in freefall.

As abruptly as he had begun to fall, he felt the tentacles quickly wrap themselves around his waist again. They left his wrists and ankles free, because they, or MegaMechadramon, recognized that he would no longer struggle against the tentacles. As expected, Impmon remained passive as the tentacles slowed his descent, until his feet touched a cold floor. The five tentacles immediately zipped away into the darkness around him, and he simply stood still, unsure of what to do.

A light began to emit from the floor. Like the light he had been thrust into when he first entered this strange place, it formed a large circle underneath him. He was standing a few feet in from the edge of the circle, and he was the only thing that appeared to be there.

Impmon, I’m going to warn you now. What you are about to see is a hallucination of sorts. I am using it, based on thoughts, memories, and fantasies from your own mind, to create a tangible image for you to use.

“And what is this image for, anyway?”

I am going to collect your semen.

For a split second, Impmon was shocked at the idea. Then, realizing exactly what MegaMechadramon meant, Impmon grinned widely. He was finally going to get what he had wanted since he had Renamon helpless before him.

This is your last chance, the point of no return. Do you wish to continue?

Impmon smiled even wider. “Hell yeah! Bring on the goodies!”

I thought you’d see it my way.

After a few seconds, the light at the opposite side of the circle began to shimmer slightly. Impmon cocked his head, wondering what this was about, and blinked. Then he gasped in surprise.

A beautiful, female Impmon, who identified herself silently to the male Impmon as Impemon, was standing where the light of the circle had been flickering. She stood there, not moving, ready for Impmon to come and get her himself. Impmon felt his dick slowly emerging from its pouch, and he stared down at it, as if it was about to attack him. Before he wrapped his hand around it, though, Impemon strode up to him, knelt down, and simply sucked him into her mouth.

Impmon’s eyes rolled back into his head, as he moaned in appreciation of Impemon sucking him off. He slowly knelt down, then lay down on his back, so as to get into a more comfortable position. Impemon, while Impmon was moving, never let his long rod out of her mouth, and continued moving her head back and forth as Impmon lay down. After a few seconds of Impemon passionately inhaling Impmon’s cock, Impmon gestured with one hand that she bring herself around. She did so, revolving herself around Impmon’s dick, so that her gorgeous pussy hovered directly above his face. She supported herself on her feet and her elbows, using her hands to massage Impmon’s balls and shaft, lubricating it with her mouth.

Impmon reached up to grab Impemon’s ass, and brought it downwards towards his face, forcing her to drop from her feet to her knees. Impmon gave Impemon’s pussy one long, loving lick, causing her to shudder with pleasure. He licked her tender clit several times, causing her to twitch once each time, and reached along her body to rub her tits, which were not quite as small as Impmon had expected them to be. Even if she didn’t really exist, Impemon sure seemed to be enjoying Impmon’s tongue, as he licked her slit from bottom to top, then top to bottom.

I wonder if MegaMechadramon programmed this image to orgasm, Impmon thought to himself. That would be –

As if in response to his thoughts, Impemon moaned, and came with force, spraying and covering Impmon’s face with her cum. Impmon chuckled to himself, and licked some of the cum from his face. It tasted exactly like what he had hoped her juices would have tasted like: a slight musk taste, one that made him even hornier than he had been before.

Impemon was still earnestly sucking on Impmon’s cock as he pulled it from her mouth. It was still as rock-hard as before, possibly even more than when she sucked it into her mouth earlier. Impemon seemed to immediately get the idea, and rolled onto her back, spreading her legs expectantly. Her love hole looked even more beautiful when it was spread wide open, and Impmon eagerly rubbed the base of his shaft once or twice before slowly inserting himself into Impemon’s cunt.

Impemon threw her head back in ecstasy as Impmon burrowed his whole eight inches into her. He brought the majority of it out again, then sent it back in again, then out, then in… Impemon amplified the rhythm of penetration by sliding herself back and forth on Impmon’s rod. Impmon lay down gently upon Impemon, licking her nipples lightly, and continually pulsating himself in and out of her pussy. Impemon moaned repeatedly in pure bliss as Impmon filled her with himself over and over again.

Finally, Impemon climaxed again, coating Impmon’s dick with more of her delicious cum. The contractions of her pussy sent Impmon into orgasm as well, and he spouted cum back into Impemon’s willing slit. He sent himself back into Impemon once or twice more, and then the beautiful female Digimon simply passed out. Impmon pulled out of her, smiling gratefully, and lay down on the cold floor next to her. His vision wavered in front of him, and he fell asleep next to the embodiment of his fantasies, right there on the cold, hard floor.

 

Now, Impmon… now the true evolution begins…

 

 

 

W00t, fourth lemon. Finished in less than 24 hours, too. I’m so proud of myself. I hope you enjoyed reading it.

 

Greetz go out to everyone who satisfied themselves reading this lemon, Raab the Undertaker, Sonimon, and the admins of the DAD. You pplz all kix0r some serious ass.

 

L8rz all!

 

- 4I Falcon