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When Mimi's Away	By : Rathian_Heart Category: Digimon > General Views: 3855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-When Mimi\'s Away
- 1
“Palmon!” Mimi Tachikawa cried as she rushed from her on suite bathroom, hastily drying her bubblegum pink hair with a towel. “I’m leaving in a few minutes. Are you sure that you don’t need anything before I go?”

Since the defeat of Belial Myotismon and the slow acceptance of the existence of Digimon and the Digital World three years ago, the idea of seeing a Digimon around the house was as commonplace as the typical house cat. None would be surprised to see a short, green creature with a dull pink flower sprouting from its scalp lazing about on a couch laughing at cartoons.

“I’ll take that as a no then,” Mimi mumbled as she checked her perfectly coordinated outfit in the mirror for any last second problems. “Don’t wait up then!” Mimi shouted as she raced out the door.

***

Gomamon, ever the prankster, would often frequent many of the novelty shops near the train station. It was enough so that one of them had unofficially made the small white seal Digimon their mascot, something that Gomamon fortunately used to his advantage to gain discounts on many of his gags. Frequenting this area also gave Gomamon the benefit of seeing many of what he could easily figure were Tinder couples out on hastily driven dates before stopping in at the first convenient love hotel they came across.

It was tonight that he caught Mimi walking around with some John whose relevance came of little concern to him. Mimi’s bubblegum pink hair was easily noticeable and Gomamon had found that she’d chosen a soft blue lipstick to offset it. Her outfit for the night had taken reference from the one she had worn during their adventures three years ago with accents from her cowgirl outfit during their original adventure three years prior to that.

Although she had abandoned it during her time overseas in America, Mimi had brought back the cowboy hat she had worn when she had first been in the Digital World, although it was more of an earthy color than the original red and had been scaled back to appear cuter and like more of a casual accessory. A light brown, suede jacket with tassels across the breast pockets covered a blue shirt with a yellow star on the front. Her skirt was midnight black and seemed to have a slight plastic shine to it, which only further accented how tightly it hugged her curves. Mimi’s stockings seems to be made of a similar material and almost resembled rider’s chaps, and Gomamon could feel himself becoming a little hot and bothered at the idea of his crush riding him while he was in his Ikkakumon form. To top off the outfit, her sandy leather boots reached just below her knees and were adorned with intricate floral stitching. When he noticed Mimi’s boots were complete with four inch stiletto heels, Gomamon could feel himself panting as they only fueled his mount fantasy.

The heat of his lust was quickly replaced with a jealous one as Gomamon watched Mimi turn the corner with her night’s John. He knew it would lead towards a selection of love hotels, and it made his blood boil to think of Mimi crying someone else’s name in the throes of passion.

“But wait,” Gomamon gasped as the sudden realization hit him. “If Mimi’s out tonight, that means no one’s at her place. Which means…I might still be able to get lucky!” Gomamon giggled gleefully to himself as he rushed off in the direction of Mimi’s apartment.

***

Gomamon could hardly believe his luck. In Mimi’s haste to leave, she had failed to ensure that her door had been closed all of the way. Silently he slipped inside and closed the door behind him, taking great care to minimize the amount of noise. He quickly crawled towards Mimi’s bedroom, easily remembering the layout from the celebratory party she had hosted after the Chosen Children had defeated of Belial Myotismon.

He silently cursed himself as he approached the final stretch to Mimi’s bedroom. Slowly turning his head around the corner, he saw Mimi’s television was on. With a sigh of relief, he realized that Palmon was still completely engrossed in her program and likely wouldn’t notice the seal Digimon sneaking behind the couch if he was careful. With trained patience and agility that would rival Solid Snake, Gomamon ducked passed Palmon and quickly dove into Mimi’s room.

Gomamon’s heart pounded in his chest as he took in the interior of Mimi’s private quarters. He was hardly surprised that it was a light pink from carpet to ceiling, and had always anticipated there being the standard teenage girl trinkets and fare of stuffed animals and cosmetics strewn about. Although he’d been in the girl’s apartment before, this was the first time he’d ever been inside her room. He felt like the Digimon who had stumbled into Santa’s workshop on Christmas Eve, because for Gomamon Mimi was more than just a passing fancy. He had crushed on her ever since their first adventure together on File Island. His breath came out in short, aroused pants as he could feel his small cock slowly extend from its sheath and rub against the plush carpet as his mind drifted back to that time.

***

On a deserted island devoid of any trace of civilization, the original seven Chosen Children had been lucky to discover an abandoned, fully functional inn in the middle of the forest. Inside, they’d found a large outdoor hot spring with a tall wooden fence in the middle that separated the baths by gender. Although everyone else had instinctively gone to their own side, Gomamon had snuck into the girls’ side and entertained himself by floating about on his back, expecting Mimi and Sora to tend to his washing needs.

In his fantasy, Gomamon could faintly hear Mimi and Palmon’s mumbling to each other. It wasn’t until his head bumped against something unmistakably large and spongy. His eyes snapped open and he struggled to maintain his floating position as Mimi, Sora, and her partner Biyomon’s screams rang loudly in his ears.

He felt the small thorns of Palmon’s Poison Ivy technique dig into his skin as the vine tendrils wrapped tightly around him.

“Can’t you read Gomamon? No boys allowed!” Palmon shouted. “Now get back on your own side!”

Gomamon didn’t have enough time to take a breath before being submerged under the water’s surface and quickly launched into the air over the wooden divider. The girls could only shake their heads in disappointment while they listened to the Chosen on the other side scold Gomamon for his actions.

***

Gomamon had never completely learned what it was that he’d bumped up against. To this day, he believed it was probably a rolled up wash cloth. The thought had never left his memory though. To further things, Gomamon had caught a glimpse of what he was sure the other Chosen boys could have only dreamed of. When Palmon dunked him, Gomamon had been given the perfect vantage point to look between Mimi’s legs. Unfortunately, because of how sudden and how brief Gomamon’s time had been under water, he wasn’t able to accurately burn the memory into his retinas. But since that day, Gomamon could only imagine what it would feel like to be able to pressed his little seal cock against what he believed was a very prominent and puffy pussy.

Although Gomamon, after all of this time lusting after Mimi, had accepted that an opportunity to have sex would likely never present itself, he was quickly snapped out of his daydreams of the past when he realized that he had similar to the next best thing. He knew that Mimi’s outfit tonight wasn’t just something that she’d thrown together. A quick scan of her room revealed that Mimi had strewn dozens of different articles of clothing around the room haphazardly. It was very likely that she’d tried on every piece of clothing she owned in order to craft the perfect outfit for the night, right down to her underwear.

Gomamon’s breathing picked up as his erection throbbed almost painfully as he took in the multitude of bras and panties that littered the floor. If he had thought he’d found Santa’s workshop before, then Gomamon must have been at the very top of the nice little Digimon list. Upon a quick glance, Mimi’s underwear ranged in style from silk, lace and satin with frills and bows, in solid and flashy colors or with various animal prints. Gomamon quickly zipped around the room, an achievement on its own as he struggled to keep his pulsing erection from dragging against the carpet, and snatched up as many panties as he could. As he deftly hooked his claws into the waistbands, Gomamon’s lust rose when he quickly realized every last one of them were thongs and g-strings that he was sure would be barely there once worn by the object of his desire.

Once he’d gathered up near a dozen of Mimi’s skimpy underwear, Gomamon swiftly scaled her comforter and sprawled across her bed on his back. Though his steel hard cock was only three inches long, it stood like a prominent spire and pulsed with need. Due to having clawed flippers instead of proper hands or even the hand-like paws many beastman Digimon possessed, masturbation was never an easy task for Gomamon. Many times he would have to grind his cock against something or hold himself between two of his claws and risk scraping or cutting the delicate skin. However, with the handful of panties he had collected, Gomamon was easily able to press them against himself without fear of hurting himself.

The moment the silky material touched his hot rod, Gomamon struggled to suppress a loud moan of pleasure. He hoped that Palmon was still absorbed in watching television and allowed himself low, euphoric moans as he swiftly rubbed himself with Mimi’s panties. His mind was quickly fogged with pleasure as he masturbated himself and instinctively thrusted against his flipper. Clear, slimy precum oozed from the head of his cock and was easily soaked up by the panty wad, as various dirty thoughts danced through Gomamon’s mind.

Gomamon envisioned Mimi’s head bouncing up and down his small length, easily able to take the entire thing in her mouth. Her pink hair flared about each time her head descended and her wet lips pressed against the base of his cock. The thought was brief, however, as his fantasy shifted to Mimi straddling his small body. She was wearing only her hat and chap-like stockings, and Gamon did his best to imagine the feeling of her pussy while at the same time watching her breasts bounce in time her. Between the material of her panties against his cock and his fantasies, Gomamon could feel his orgasm approaching. He’d only hoped he could retain enough control to pull his gathered treasures away from him before he came and made a mess of them.

“Palmon!” Mimi’s angered cry and a slamming door abruptly snapped Gomamon out of his fantasies and halted his masturbating. His heart rate went through the roof as he felt a knot of terror well up in his throat. He didn’t expect that Mimi would be coming home tonight, and he could feel a sense of panic surround him. There was no way he would be able to escape without being caught. He leapt from her bed and ran into the only place he could think of. He dove into her closet and quickly shut the door, leaving it open just a crack as he tried as hard as he could to get his breathing down.

***

“I can’t believe this,” Mimi raged as she stormed into her room with Palmon right behind her. “I don’t care that he was so impatient to get into my pants, but don’t you would think after getting the best blowjob of his life he would be open to anything?”

She unceremoniously pulled off her jacket and tee, her hat likely having been removed somewhere else in the apartment, and hooked her thumbs into the waist of her skirt. “And I guess I can understand his surprise, but running out of the room was totally uncalled for.” With some effort, she peeled her skirt down enough for gravity to take over and pulled it to the floor. Her stockings followed shortly.

From his vantage point in the closet, Gomamon could just almost clearly make out Mimi’s angered stripping. Slowly, he slid the door open a few centimeters and hungrily ogled the girl as he quietly resumed his thong fueled masturbation. The terror of being caught had only barely softened his cock, but it was quickly revitalized when Gomamon realized her still had some of Mimi’s thongs hooked into his claws. He could feel his orgasm swiftly approaching once again as he stared at Mimi reaching behind her back to deftly unhook and pull away her zebra print bra.

Mimi sighed, her anger slowly beginning to ebb as she dropped her bra onto the floor and reached down to her legs towards the crotch of her zebra print thong. Her caress elicited a soft moan as she cupped the oddly shaped and bulging crotch. Her moans increased in volume as she rubbed herself and was soon wrapping her hand around the thick cock that was slowly beginning to periscope out of the top of her skimpy panties.

“I’m still so horny. I’d have been find spending the night having my ass fucked and filled with cum… Palmon,” Mimi called with a wicked smile as she glanced at her partner.

Palmon returned her smile, although couldn’t help but roll her eyes as she raised her leafy arms. “You’re always horny Mimi, but if you insist…” Her purple finger-like appendages shot forward and snapped their grip around Mimi’s waist.

Palmon hefted her partner into the air and tossed her onto the bed. Mimi couldn’t help but giggle as she bounced upon impact and cried out in mock protest. Most of Palmon’s vines once again wrapped around her waist while two others wrapped around her ankles and roughly pulled Mimi’s legs wide apart. Even though the two of them had been indulging in tentacle play for several years now, Mimi always felt especially dirty when her legs were pulled open and her large cock was fully exposed. She moaned loudly as Palmon’s vine tightened around her waist and ankles, and her cock throbbed as it hardened to its full fourteen inch length.

“You know that it’s going to take more than that Palmon,” Mimi teased as she wiggled her hips, her large cock swaying enticingly at the plant Digimon. She gasped and cried out as another vine struck her cock, gentle enough that it wouldn’t bruise, but certainly hard enough to remind Mimi that she wasn’t in control at the moment.

“Oh don’t worry, that’s just the beginning,” Palmon taunted. Usually she was all in favor of following Mimi’s orders or requests, but at the moment she knew Mimi expected her to assume a more dominant role.

Each of the vines around Mimi’s waist split, with two reaching underneath her and the other snaking around her cock. Mimi’s breath came out in ragged, excited gasps as her cock pulsed in Palmon’s vine’s tight grasp. She gasped in mock surprise as the one of the vines beneath her slipped into the back of her skimpy thong and ripped it from her, freeing her golf ball sized testicles that now hung lewdly. She shuddered and moaned softly as she felt the vines beneath her slide between her meaty ass cheeks and gently prod at her puckered asshole.

“Please Palmon,” Mimi mewled. “Shove your vines up my butt.”

Palmon sneered at Mimi’s request and tightened her grip on her cock. Mimi gasped and writhed in response. “I should deny you that request slut,” Mimi writhed in Palmon’s grasp as her vines pressed harder against her asshole. “Except that I was planning on filling that dirty hole of yours anyways.”

Mimi shuddered in pleasure and moaned loudly as Palmon slowly forced her vines into her ass. She could feel them twisting together inside of her as they stretched her out. The deeper Palmon’s vines went, the more Mimi’s cock seemed to pulse out sticky precum despite the tight grip Palmon had on her.

“Now to have my fun,” Palmon purred as she began to move her leafy hands like she was working a marionette. The thick vines in Mimi’s ass began to quickly piston away at her backdoor, and the vine around her cock was easily able to swiftly slide across the entire thick length. Mimi screamed in pleasure and thrashed about, involuntarily thrusting against Palmon’s tendrils.

“So loud. I’ll have to do something to fill that mouth of yours,” Palmon crooned. She took a deep breath, and in a flash of pale green light, Palmon bypass Digivolved her champion form straight into her ultimate form of Lilymon. The now humanoid, faerie Digimon hadn’t relented her assault on Mimi’s cock and ass during her evolution. Mimi’s eye widened and she stifled a pained moan as the vines inside her seemed to double in size.

Lilymon climbed onto the bed and stood above her partner. As a plant Digimon, it was no surprise that her clothes were flowers and thus their appearance able to be controlled. Though it was usually a flared skirt that reached her knees, Lilymon had modified it for the night’s activities to barely cover her surprisingly bubble butt.

“I know just the thing for that,” Lilymon purred as she began to lower herself down onto Mimi’s face. Cherry blossom petals flew from beneath her micro skirt and quickly took the solid form of an eight inch cock. Lilymon moan as she slowly fed Mimi her cock, her partner easily being able to take the length into her throat before Lilymon began to slowly buck her hips against Mimi’s face.

***

Inside the closer, Gomamon frantically humped inside against Mimi’s thongs. They were well soaked with precum as it flowed from the seal Digimon’s raging erection like a river. He’d never in his life thought that Mimi and Palmon would take their relationship as partners to these kinds of levels, nor that he would ever have witnessed it himself. At first, Gomamon had been taken aback and was almost grossed out when Mimi had revealed her tremendous cock, and had felt his cock once again begin to shrivel up when he realized her was thrusting his cock against another and not a warm pussy. The moment Palmon had started to vine fuck Mimi’s ass though, he was rock hard and slamming his cock into the wad of thongs again.

Now that Palmon had Digivolved into Lilymon, Gomamon’s efforts to achieve orgasm intensified. He struggled to keep his heavy breathing as quiet as he could, but it was just too much for him. While Mimi moaned loudly around Lilymon’s cherry blossom cock, Gomamon gasped and groan as he fired a thick shot of pale, sticky cum into the thongs.

He wasn’t able to ride out his orgasm in full, however. The closet door was ripped aside and Gomamon felt the blood drain from his face as he followed the heavily thorned vine that connected the door to Lilymon’s outstretched hand. Mimi and Lilymon stared at Gomamon in disgust as they watched the last few spurts of cum shoot into what they knew were some of Mimi’s favorite thongs.

Gomamon knew that if he had any chance to make a break for it, this was it. He gasped and groaned as he crawled away as quickly as he could, slowed down only by his still somewhat erect cock dragged against the carpet. He didn’t make it very far, however, as the vines inside Mimi’s ass were swiftly removed and shot towards him. Gomamon cried out as he was hoisted into the air and pulled towards the couple.

“This is all just a misunderstanding,” Gomamon begged. “I can totally explain! It’s not what it looks like!”

Lilymon’s grip around Gomamon tightened and he felt small thorns sticking into his soft body. No longer bound by her vines, Mimi climbed off the bed and stood in front of the aloft seal Digimon. Gomamon couldn’t help but gulp down his nervousness as he quickly glanced down at Mimi’s cock, which was still standing from her crotch like a pillar.

“Really? Because it looks like you snuck into my room and was jerking your gross seal dick with my underwear,” Mimi fumed. “I can’t believe you! I’d have thought you might have grown up after so many years, but I guess you’re still just an immature little pervert.”

“What do you think we should do with him?” Lilymon questioned.

Gomamon shook nervously while Mimi looked him over contemplatively. There wasn’t much to him, and his cock was little more than a mouthful for her. She was even sure that she’d be able to fit his grape sized balls in her mouth at the same time. But she was hardly in the mood for sucking cock right now. Her cock pulsed with desire and her asshole burned with the need to be filled. A wicked smile crossed her lips.

“I have an idea. Make sure he doesn’t get loose,” Mimi threatened as she walked to her dresser with all the confidence of a runway model.

“What are you going to do?” Gomamon fretted. Given the bondage he had already witnessed, there was no end to the kinky depravity that crossed through his mind. “You wouldn’t let me go if I apologized, would you? I’ll even throw in a couple of favors to show my gratitude. I’m sure you could use someone around the house to clean now and then?” He awkwardly chuckled.

“Oh please, and give you free reign to mess up my things again?” She looked over her shoulder with an evil glint in her eye. Lilymon took the cue and thrust a thick, oddly penis shaped vine into Gomamon’s mouth. “But I will take that offer of favors…”

Gomamon gagged on vine as Lilymon violated his throat. The more he tried to eject the invader, the harder Lilymon seemed to fuck his mouth. Behind him, he could hear Lilymon moaning softly and he cursed himself as he could feel himself getting hard again.

“Are you getting off on Lilymon throat fucking you?” Mimi laughed as she returned with a thick, canine shaped dildo. “I guess you’re more of a pervert than I thought. You’ll love this then.”

Gomamon tried to protest, but all he could get out around the vine were strained gurgles. The dildo was easily eight inches and as thick as two of his claws. In any other circumstance, he would have enjoyed the fantasies of Mimi using such a dildo but he knew that he wasn’t going to be so lucky.

Mimi dropped to her knees in front of him, her hot breath eliciting a gurgled moan from Gomamon as it hit his cock. “It’s modeled after Weregarugamon, and don’t worry… I’ll make sure that it fits.”

She grinned wickedly as she lifted Gomamon’s balls to reveal his wrinkled asshole. Lilymon withdrew the vine thrusting away at his throat long enough for Gomamon to cry out in newfound pleasure as Mimi extended her tongue and pressed it to Gomamon’s backdoor. He moaned and panted as his crush licked and slurped the wrinkled flesh. His asshole quickly became relaxed and allowed Mimi to push her tongue deep inside him. She moaned softly as she tongued his ass, actually enjoying the taste of the seal Digimon and the smell of his balls pressed against her noose.

But this wasn’t for Gomamon’s pleasure. Although she loved eating out her male partners’ assholes, she was supposed to be punishing him. Quickly, she licked up and down the length of the canine dildo. She’d made to sure to coat the head in an especially thick layer of drool before positioning it at Gomamon’s wet asshole.

Before he was able to object, Lilymon filled Gomamon’s mouth with another vine. It did little to muffle the pained scream as Mimi pushed the dildo inch after thick inch up his tight ass. Gomamon writhed in agony as his asshole was stretched far beyond what he’d ever thought possible. It was clear to him that Mimi intended to get as much of the dildo inside him as she could.

“Well, at least you could fit more than half of it,” Mimi pouted as she felt the dildo sink in as far as it could. She moaned softly as she slowly licked up the exposed three inches of the dildo to Gomamon’s stretched asshole, gently teasing his burning hole. “If you asked me, I’d be sure you’d taken it in the ass before.”

Gomamon wanted to protest. Lilymon had stopped thrusting the vine into his throat and was content with Gomamon’s absent minded suckling. His mind was quickly becoming a blank as his asshole burned and stretched. He gasped and reluctantly moaned as he felt Mimi slowly begin to withdraw the dildo, only to roughly piston it back into him.

Mimi grinned wickedly as she pistoned the dildo inside Gomamon. She delighted in seeing Gomamon’s cock bouncing lewdly in front of her face and couldn’t help but breath on it and occasionally tease him with the tip of her tongue. It wasn’t long however before she saw the signs of Gomamon’s orgasm and gasped in surprise as a thick load of cum shot onto her face, covering it in thick, ropey strands.

“Such a quick shot?” Mimi huffed, “That’s no good… Lilymon, care to help me?”

“Do you think he’ll be able to handle that?” Lilymon grinned as she dropped to her knees next to Mimi. She took Mimi’s chin in her small hands and tilted her head towards her. Gomamon groaned as his erection refused to soften as he looked down to see Lilymon extend her tongue and slowly lap up the cum that painted Mimi’s face. He knew she was making it more sensual than necessary to tease him, but he couldn’t deny the effect it had on his stiff cock.

Once she was sure that Lilymon had cleaned her face completely, Mimi quickly gave her a loving look as she took her partner’s head in her hand and embraced her in an erotic kiss, smirking slightly as she made sure Gomamon would be able to see she was scooping his cum out of Lilymon’s mouth with her tongue. His cock twitched in arousal reflex as Mimi hadn’t once let up her thrusting.

“Mm, you know” Mimi purred. “Your cum actually tastes pretty good. It’s a shame that I don’t have any plans to give you a real blowjob. But at the very least I’ll clean you off.”

She lowered her head onto Gomamon’s cock. As she thought, she was easily able to fit his entire cock and scrotum into her mouth and moaned loudly around it. She withdrew slowly, sucking every last drop of Gomamon’s orgasm from his cock. At the last moment, Gomamon cried out and gasped as his body shuddered. Mimi’s eyes widened in surprise as her mouth was quickly filled with another load of cum that she initially struggled to choke down. It was more watery than the one before it, but that wasn’t much of a surprise given how many times Gomamon had cum in such a short time.

Mimi pulled herself off of Gomamon’s cock and coughed as she gulped down the last bits of his cum. “You’re really unbelievable,” she scolded.

Gomamon panted heavily. His mind was a complete blank and he was exhausted. He’d never cum that much before in only a few minutes, and he could feel his cock shrivel up to absolute softness. It hung from its pouch and dribbled uselessly.

“I think he’s done Mimi,” Lilymon pouted as she tossed him to the bed like a ragdoll.

“Such a shame too,” Mimi grumbled as she stood to her feet and slowly stroked her rigid length. “I still haven’t cum once tonight.

She moaned as she felt the familiar feeling of Lilymon’s mouth enveloping the head of her cock and her soft hand cupping her balls. “There’s still me, you know,” Lilymon grinned up at her partner before loudly slurping around the head of Mimi’s cock.

“That’s true,” Mimi moaned loudly as she ran her hands through the vines that made up Lilymon’s hair. “But I’m feeling a little greedy tonight, and while he’s still awake, I guess I should give him one of his fantasies.”

Lilymon rolled her eyes as she pulled herself from her partner’s cock. She knew how Mimi got when she was horny, especially when she was being denied her own release.

Mimi knelt down and quickly kissed Lilymon before walking to the bed and the spent, panting Gomamon. She pulled the dildo from his ass and smiled as she licked across the length before tossing it aside. She easily hoisted Gomamon into the air and moaned loudly as she lowered him down on her massive cock.

Gomamon was too exhausted to protest. He could faintly hear Mimi’s loud moaning as he felt her hot rod sink deeper into him than the dildo had. He doubted she would be able to get the full length into him, and Mimi didn't bother to try. She could feel the seal Digimon’s stomach distend slightly as she filled him eight of her fourteen inches. Mimi gasped and moaned as she slowly humped the limp Gomamon, who flopped around uselessly like a ragdoll and accepted that Mimi planned to use him as a perverse blow up doll.

“He's surprisingly tight,” Mimi moaned as her thrusts began to pick up speed. Maybe I should let him fuck me if he makes it through this Mimi thought.

She glanced over to Lilymon who was amusing herself with vines as thick as her wrist pistoning away at her asshole as her fingers were a blur against her gushing pussy. The sight only further turned Mimi on, but there were still several inches of her cock that weren't being tended to.

“Lilymon, could you be a dear and wrap a vine around my cock? Not too tightly, I want to fuck it while I fuck Gomamon.”

In her lustful haze, Lilymon only barely registered Mimi’s request. A vine shot lazily from within her hair and snapped around the thick rod. She hadn't thought to ask if she'd preferred it, but judging from how much louder Mimi’s moaning was, the small, dull thorns that covered the vine were doing wonders for Mimi’s pleasure.

She continued to pound away at the seal Digimon, her hips almost a blur as she buried her cock in his ass and dragged them against the bumpy vine. “Did you ever think this would happen Gomamon?” Mimi taunted. “I bet my thongs felt amazing against that tiny dick. It's a shame you ruined them with the delicious cum. And now you have to deal with being punished by my wonderful cock.”

Gomamon could barely register Mimi’s taunting. He reflexively grunted and groaned each time Mimi slammed into him, but beyond that he was merely her play thing. His cock had continued to hang limp throughout the ordeal, having been more than spent on his last orgasm. He could only hope that this would be over soon.

Mimi had already been near orgasm before she and Lilymon had discovered Gomamon. Fortunately her punishing the seal Digimon had caused that orgasm to ebb, but she was beginning to have trouble delaying the inevitable. Between the tightness of Gomamon’s asshole and the bumps of Lilymon’s vine squeezing her cock, coupled with her desire to really dominate the perverted seal Digimon, Mimi could feel her heavy balls begin to churn and tighten.

With a load moan, Mimi pushed her cock deeper into Gomamon as she flooded his insides with a torrent of thick, white hot cum. Although dazed and exhausted, Gomamon groaned weakly as he could feel his stomach expand from the sheer amount of cum Mimi was pumping into his ass. It felt never ending, and Mimi continued to thrust away at his stretched and abused backdoor as she rode out her orgasm.

Mimi moaned and shivered as she slowly withdrew her cock from Gomamon’s flooded ass. She was quickly shrinking as she dropped onto her back to bask in the postorgasmic glow. Thick, gooey cum gushed from Gomamon’s ass and was quickly soaked into the comforter. Palmon climbed onto the bed, having devolved after achieving her own orgasm while watching Mimi sodomize Gomamon.

“What should we do with him now? I don’t think he’s even on this planet any more…” Palmon curiously mocked as she poked Gomamon’s limp body.

***

Gomamon snapped awake. He couldn’t deny that his entire body ached and he felt he’d been run through by a Monochromon.

“What the hell happened?” he groaned as he raised a flipper to his head. He’d known his head felt a little tight, but he didn’t realize it was because something was wrapped around it. His confusion was only intensified when he saw it was being caused by several skimpy, damp thongs. Among them was a crumpled up piece of paper that Gomamon prayed would shed some light on the situation.

“We cleaned you up before tossing you out. I’m sure you’d have preferred it that way. By the way, if I won’t be as nice if I catch you again.”

The sparkly pink gel pen handwriting easily gave away it was Mimi’s. Gomamon wracked his brain as he tried to remember the events of the previous night. He could vaguely remember having snuck into Mimi’s room and seeing her naked, and being surprised and later turned on by her large cock. The pain in his backside was at the forefront of his mind, however, and Gomamon was sure that Mimi’s cock had probably something to do with it. He couldn’t help but notice the postscript at the bottom of the crumpled paper and groaned as he felt the blood attempt to run to his groin.

“I can’t wear these any more since you ruined them, so I guess you can keep these thongs as a little souvenir. Just be sure to wash them now and then.”

Gomamon couldn’t help but grin as he balled up the thongs into his flipper and limped off home. He couldn’t promise that he wouldn’t come back and try to recreate last night on his own terms, but he was sure that his dirty little treasures would be able to hold him over until then.
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