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The Ishida Brothers’ Harem	By : the7joker7 Category: Digimon > Het-Male/Female Views: 5635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-In The Beginning
- 2-Sora and Mimi 1
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The Ishida Brothers’ Harem

The Ishida brothers have gone mad with power, and seek to rule over the entire Digital World with absolute authority. The female Chosen Children may as well serve some purpose. (Tickling)

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Alternate Timeline. Out of character. Written because I was bored and have writer’s block. Don’t you dare take this wish fulfillment erotica seriously.

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The best of intentions.

That’s how it had started. An entire world, with no established infrastructure or governing rules. Nothing but a vast population of monsters, some significantly more powerful than others, roaming around in a wild and lawless world. Mostly the more powerful took what they wanted from the less powerful, with no higher authority to restrict them from doing such. Sometimes, a location was able to lay down the groundwork for a civilized society, but it often didn’t last, and never spread very far. For the most part, it was a cruel, lawless world that needed some guidance.

Twelve chosen children, commanding power and respect among a large majority of these creatures. Digital monsters who had no interest in listening to anyone else might just listen to them. They would divide the world up into twelve domains, each chosen child residing over their own realm and molding it into something civilized and consistent. It was going to be bumpy, occasionally violent, but the digital world would be better for it.

None of the chosen would be considered above the others. Twelve individuals with control over their own regions, working together to unite the world into one recognizable society, each with their own equal say on how things should be. That was fair. That would create the circumstances for the best possible world.

Quickly, the task became overwhelming. What the chosen children had hoped would be a side project they could handle in their free time as their actual lives played out in their world quickly revealed itself to be far more complex than that. Before long, the chosen had to effectively abandon their life in their world, spending all their time in the digital world, tirelessly working to make things better. But that was fine. If this world was to be their life’s work, then that was certainly more than most of the people in the world could say.

And if the chosen children came to be revered as royalty, treated almost as living Gods by most of the digital world denizens, then that was fine too. It was nice to be honored and rewarded for hard work. The digimon built luxury housing for the chosen children, practically castles, honoring them as their saviors. They had started as supervisors of a transformation, but then became kings and queens of vast realms.

It started to get less fine when two of the children began to use and abuse this status. It wasn’t what anyone expected. A certain level of high character was expected of chosen children, so it wasn’t supposed to be a problem when the region that Yamato Ishida resided over ended up hosting vast quantities of Chrome Digizoid, an impossibly strong and rare metal, in tunnels deep beneath the surface. Thought to be on the verge of extinction, the discovery in Yamato’s realm increased the world’s supply of the metal twenty times over, and gave the blond musician a monopoly on the substance. But surely it wasn’t going to matter, a substance that valuable, powerful, and useful was going to be shared, obviously.

And then, Yamato’s younger brother struck endless mounds of Digizon, an incredibly rare energy source originally thought to be too rare to be worth utilizing. In the unknown years before the arrival of the chosen children, Digizon was nothing more than a scientific point of note. But after Takeru Ishida’s discovery, it was suddenly the wave of the future, incredibly powerful, efficient, and clean, with untold potential, Digizon could power the entire digital world for centuries to come. Of course, the younger Ishida brother would make it freely available to all.

And then, the two brothers hoarded their finds, ignoring all requests to share, and then the two formed an alliance, and then they built vast armies overnight using their vast supplies of rare materials, and suddenly, it was very not okay.

Quickly, before anyone could even think to react, the Ishida brothers began sieges on neighboring realms, hostile takeovers. Nobody could even consider standing up against it. They were all so focused on stabilizing their lands, the thought of building armies to protect against attacks from fellow chosen children was very very far from any of their minds. They fell like tissue paper, and the brother would move on the next realm, swallowing up the entire digital world.

No longer was a twelve-way split among twelve equal partners good enough for the Ishidas, it seemed. They wanted it all, and they wanted it all unquestionably, without debate or discussion. They had already been treated like kings for a couple years, now they wanted to actually become kings. Who knew what triggered it? It seemed like something was unnatural about it all, like something had just gone wrong with their brains, or they had been possessed. On top of their sudden lust for power and domination, the two brothers had also developed what seemed to be an extreme case of sadism. She had seen video recordings of chosen children, having just been pulled from their ‘palaces’, bound hand and foot, being dragged away by the armies. They weren’t simply taking the lands by force, but they were also capturing the other chosen children, taking them back in chains to their palaces, always there at the moment of capture to mock and threaten them as they were taken.

Hikari Yagami was particularly taken aback by it all, as she had considered Takeru her best friend for many years, and felt as if she knew him. But as she watched from the window of her bedroom, up on the second floor of a small mansion at the center of a large city, witnessing assorted digimon march through the streets, storming into every house and structure along the way, she felt as if she must have been sorely mistaken.

She didn’t even know what to do or how to feel, so she tried her best to do and feel nothing. A certain rage was building up inside her as she watched the various creatures make their way towards her home, a three-story house that was probably among the smaller and more modest of the chosen children homes, yet still seemed excessive to her. She had ordered her charges to not put up a fight. It was completely pointless, as the absolute annihilation of her brother’s defense force had proven. Taichi wasn’t one to lay down, even in the face of impossible odds, and his best friend and occasional rival Yamato being the one on the other side doubtlessly fired him up.

The small army that Taichi slapped together was blown to pieces in about eight minutes. The Ishida brothers had exterminated several hundred more digimon that were loyal to Taichi just out of spite. They had stripped him naked and had him tied to a truck that dragged him all around the city he had worked so hard to build, promising that he would suffer twice as much as the others for resisting. That was a pretty compelling clue that nothing good was happening to the chosen children who were captured.

Hikari didn’t want to run either. That would probably be interpreted as resisting, and would certainly just delay the inevitable. And it felt wrong to try to leave the digital world and never return, leaving it, as well as her friends, to their fates. She was going to accept whatever was going on here...but would have a few choice words for certain traitors as well.

The door to her bedroom blew open, and the twenty-three year old brunette jumped to her feet as three Renamon entered.

“You make this take one second longer than necessary and we light your loyalists on fire on the way out,” one of them said. “Be a big enough pain and we’ll just blow the entire city.”

Hikari’s face locked into a glare of defiance, but she knew she couldn’t win anything here. “Yeah,” she muttered.

The three Renamon’s cleared to the side of the room, quickly going over it for any sort of traps, and then went over to Hikari’s sides. One grabbed her right arm, the other her left arm, holding her tightly. She did make some attempt to wriggle from their grip, but only reflexively, as the sensation of being physically overpowered was one she was unfamiliar with and not liking.

And then, he entered. Wearing a gleaming, silver costume of armor that would have been comical if she wasn’t so upset, Takeru Ishida, smirking impishly, eyes alight with a playful fire that she found particularly aggravating right now.

“You know, my brother thought for sure you’d run if we didn’t rush into getting you, you would run, but I told him not to worry. I knew you weren’t going anywhere no matter what, it’s just not in your nature to give up like that!” Takeru slowly stepped into the room, and Hikari began to struggle to break away from the Renamons even harder as her fury escalated.

“You...what the HELL is wrong with you?!” Hikari shouted. She didn’t know what to say or how to really express everything without going on a twenty minute speech, so she just let that outburst stand as she tried to step forward towards him. “You...you…”

“I know, I know, shocking, right?” Takeru admitted casually, looking around the room. “You know, every time I visit your house, I keep expecting you to have finally tricked it out into an actual, y’know, palace, and every time it just...disappoints.”

“Shut up!” she shouted, wincing as one of the Renamon twisted her left arm to try to keep her from struggling. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing?! You complete idiot!”

“Kari, baby, try to understand,” he said. “The opportunity to take over an entire world, with ease, by the way, doesn’t come by very often. The stars just aligned, me and my brother talked about it, and it would have been stupid to do anything else!” He raised an eyebrow at her. “If you and your brother found yourselves in the same situation, you’d do the same, and if you wouldn’t then you’re just naive.”

Hikari’s mouth fell open. The mere suggestion that she would even consider betraying her longtime friends in a grab for power was so absurd she didn’t even know how to respond. “I...you…”

“Alright, alright. Every word you say against me is something I can and will hurt you for later, so I’ll cut you a break and nip this in the bud.” He clapped his hands together a few times.

In the next moment, Hikari felt a round ball being shoved into her mouth, straps attached to the ball being pulled tight around her head, wedging the sphere between her teeth. She tried to scream and struggle, rage robbing her of any other thought processes. But it was all pointless. She was forced to the ground, the Renamons beginning to rip her casual dress gown from her body. She was particularly encouraged to fight back by this, but it didn’t do her any good. She was down to her red set of bra and panties by the time her arms and legs were folded up behind her and she was placed in a hogtie.

“Better,” Takeru said. “Now, don’t worry, you’re going to have more than enough fun for the remainder of your lifetime once we get back to home base, and you’ll have a lot less to worry about. The digital world will be the responsibility of me, my brother, and Ken from now on. The rest of you don’t have to think about that anymore, you’ll just be around for our amusement.”

Hikari’s eyes flashed. Ken was in on this too. That she didn’t know. She was hoisted up in the air to be carried in the painful bondage position, although her gymnastics and dance experience made her particularly well-equipped to handle it.

“Oh, that’s right, you didn’t know,” Takeru said with a smirk, seeing the flash in her eyes. “I wanted to bring my closest friend in on this. Besides, his region hosts a series of massive gold mines that has made him rich beyond measure, so it’s just easier this way.”

With that, Takeru left the room, Hikari being marched out by the Digimon.

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Sweat dripped from Hikari’s chin, plopping down onto the tiled floor beneath her. Her eyebrows twitched, annoyed that she couldn’t reach up to wipe her face down.

She was in a blank, non-descript room, standing on her tiptoes and leaning her upper body forward. Her arms were tied behind her back and extended out, rope extending out towards the wall behind her. Her elbows were also bound together tightly, increasing her helplessness. A bar was chained to her ankles, forcing her legs to spread wide apart. She found the strain on her arms from this position to be unpleasant after extended periods of time, so she had done the only thing she could to relieve it, standing on her toes. Of course, this also proved to be rather uncomfortable, so she was stuck between a rock and a hard place. The ballgag remained in her mouth, keeping her verbal input to nothing but grunts. Her bindings were completed by a series of robes around her torso, running between her legs and over her shoulders.

After the trek across countless miles of Digital World land, arriving at the comically-massive and overly-grand palace of Ishida Yamato, she had been immediately taken into this room. The palace had more in common with the Taj Mahal than a house, with pillars extended up thousands of feet into the sky and marble structures towering up above. It could have housed thousands of people with ease. An ode to the suddenly-inflated egos of the Yamato brothers, so it would seem. Hikari had little mind for this place beyond that, so upset she still was in this situation.

She had been stripped of her last items of clothes on arriving as well, upping her sense of helplessness and exposure. Also of note were some of her close friends, in the room next to her, in the exact same state of nakedness and bondage.

Sora Takenouchi, redheaded soccer-playing tomboy turned tennis-playing, flower-arranging girly girl, was over on her left side. A few years older than Hikari, Sora had done well over the last decade plus of drawing the attention of both of the leading male members of the original chosen children. Her older brother, as well as Yamato, had both shown clear interest in her over the years, and it wasn’t hard to see why.

Also a couple years older and also popular with the boys, Mimi Tachikawa was also on her left, right next to her. The spoiled sweet daughter of a wealthy businessman, Mimi’s vibrant, lively personality and beautifully put-together body made her a desire of any red-blooded, similarly aged man. Hikari could hear Mimi occasionally struggle against her bondage, something everyone else had given up on.

Miyako Inoue rounded out the room, one of Hikari’s best friends, on her right side. An intelligent, hyperactive young woman with a crush on Ken. Hikari tried to turn herself enough to meet her eyes a couple times, but making even the slightest move was painful and unrewarding.

She didn’t know how long she had been there, in that cruel position. However long it had been, it was long enough for her to not be quite so angry anymore. Yes, you would expect her to be even more angry for being put through so much pain, but at this point she just wanted the pain to stop. Even dealing with her traitorous friends was starting to sound not so bad if it might get her out of her restricting position.

Her stomach muscles tightened as the door opened. Dressed in far more casual clothes, not unlike the outfits they might have worn back in the real world, Takeru, Yamato, and Ken walked in.

“Here’s a riddle,” Ken said, looking back and forth along the room at the four naked and bound girls, who began to struggle and murmur into their gags in attempts to demand release. “What do you get when infinite wealth and infinite resources unite in a nigh-impossible goal?”

“Why, Ken, I think we’re looking right at it,” Takeru responded. “Ah, yes, this is going to be so much easier.”

Yamato pointed a piercing glare at each girl in succession. “You know, it’s...it’s so...difficult...to make things work when you have twelve people trying to treat each other equally when making important decisions about a world. So, from this moment forward, we’re going to simplify things. Really simplify things.”

He went over towards Sora, slowly passing behind her. “No more debates, no more town halls, no more arguing, no more red tape.” Sora gave a sudden squeal into her gag, and then the sudden sound of a light slap made her jerk forward slightly. Hikari’s nose wrinkled in disgust as she realized that Yamato was doing something unwelcome with Sora’s rear.

“From now on, this world beyond to me, my brother, and Ken. We’ll make the decisions, we’ll give the orders, and we’ll be the chosen ones honored as living Gods by the digimon.”

Mimi gave a shriek, muffled by the ball in her mouth, and tried to wiggle back and forth as Yamato gave her butt a playful slap. Hikari tensed up, realizing she was next.

“That leaves you four, as well as the five others, in an awkward position,” he added. “We don’t dare take half measures here. Asking you nine to take demotions, or even banishing you from the digital world, won’t do. You’re far too resourceful for that, you’d find a way to disrupt what we’re doing. So, we just have to keep a permanent eye on all of you, and make sure you’re always under lock and key.”

Hikari whimpered as Yamato gave both of her cheeks a generous pinch, making her lean forward on her toes to get a half-inch away from him. Then, he smacked her in the rear, and she yelped.

“And, as long as we’re going through all that effort, you lot should do something to be worth the space. So, we’ll just have to find ways you all can amuse and serve us. I’m sure we’ll come up with something.”

Miyako got the pinch-and-slap combo as well, and Yamato emerged from behind the four girls. Hikari felt violated by the touch, and was frustrated beyond measure by her inability to do anything about it. And as Yamato detailed the horrible plans they had for her, she began to realize she may never be able to do anything about it.

“We’re going to have so much fun with each other,” Yamato said, coming back to the front of the room, being flanked by his brother and Ken. “Now, Taichi, Koushiro, Jyou, Daisuke, and Iori, we’re not yet sure about. But you four, it’s much more obvious, so we’ve pulled you into this side room to address you specifically.”

“Me, Yamato, and Ken are, after all, young human men with desires and needs. And some of those desires and needs can not be filled by anything found in this world. So...you four are going to have a very, very special place in the service of the Kings of the Digital World.”

Hikari’s eyes widened as it came together. The four females in the room together, tied in this revealing position, being groped by a man. Suddenly, it all made sense, and it got that much worse! She screamed into her gag, almost immediately joined by the three girls on her sides. Yamato laughed at their futile struggles.

Suddenly, Hikari felt a powerful sensation between her legs, and she let out an unintended moan. One of the ropes was digging into her naked crotch, and a knot was playing along the region, arousing her despite the entirely non-erotic nature of this scenario. She forced herself to stop moving, realizing that her frantic movements caused the rubbing. The girls around her quickly followed suit as well, no doubt realizing the same thing.

“Nah-uh-uh,” Ken taunted. “You girls will be doing plenty of that in the future without you doing it to yourselves.” He shrugged. “Unless you’re into it, in which case, have at it.”

“We don’t intend to truly hurt any of you. Not physically, anyway. That would be a short-sighted venture. No, we plan to be very creative in how we utilize you four.” Yamato cleared his throat. “And don’t worry, we’re not territorial here, us three will be sharing, you’ll all have a chance to sample the entire spread.”

Hikari tried to yell out protests, even though she knew it was a waste of time, just so she could do something.

“Now, we have some last bits of work to do in order to solidify our control of this world forever. I prefer to have my dinner before my dessert, so we’ll be sure that’s all done before we start our training. But, before we go, we’ll give you...one chance to start off on the right foot. Let’s see…”

He looked back and forth between the four girls for a moment before walking up to Mimi. “Okay, Mimi, you get to represent the whole group, so think carefully about what you do. I’m going to take your gag off, and if you respectfully thank me and promise to be a good girl in your service to me, all four of you get untied. If I’m not satisfied with what you say, however...there will be consequences for all four of you. I’ll give you all a taste of what to expect in the coming years.”

Hikari groaned. If any of them would refuse to capitulate, it would be Mimi, and Yamato likely knew that. A moment later, she heard Mimi spitting and coughing. She hoped beyond hope that she might have had enough of this as well.

“FUCK you, you disgusting sack of shit! Let us go NOW!” Mimi screamed in a croaky voice.

Hikari winced.

Yamato shrugged. “Very well. Have a fun training session. This is a pretty advanced one, but sometimes jumping in the deep end is the best way!”

Takeru flipped a switch on the wall by the door. A second later, Hikari felt an intrusive, wispy, feather-like stroking along the soles of her feet. Her body twitched at this unexpected stimulus, and when it didn’t stop, she tried to press her feet down to the tiled floor in order to stop it. But even this didn’t do any good, the soft, light tickle continued on her bare soles, and she soon went back on tiptoe to relieve stress on her shoulders. She snorted a couple times, and muffled giggles soon began to spill from her gagged mouth, as her feet were quite sensitive to feather tickling.

She heard similar choking titters from around her, as the other girls were no doubt being subjected to the same tickle treatment. Mimi, her gag obviously replaced, lurched her entire body the couple inches she was able as she choked out some laughter. Clearly, some of the tiles beneath the girls had come up, and some mechanism in the floor was running feathers along the feet of all the girls.

Hikari couldn’t help but jerk around, struggling, a reflexive movement that she couldn’t stop. Of course, the ropes tied around her crotch moved with her, again arousing her and turning her on. She again began to feel the highly unwelcome heat in her loins, although this time, the tickling made it hard to stop it.

“Oh, look at this,” Takeru said, sounding enamoured by the sight of four girls squirming around in extreme bondage. “I so wish I could stay and just watch this, but...duty calls.”

“The guards will turn the feathers off in a couple hours,” Yamato said. “We’d hate to make the first session take too long, we want to build up to something.”

A few moments later, as the muffled giggles from the girls began to be intermixed with muffled moans, the door shut, locking the girls in, Hikari barely able to keep her mind clear enough to realize they were trapped in a vicious cycle. The tickling kept them moving around, and moving around made the ropes rub against their crotches, arousing them. There wasn’t a way out, and there was only one possible conclusion.

And then, Hikari began to feel herself getting moist.
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