Digimon Invasion Chp.2

Matt

It has been a whole day since the strange rift from the digital world appeared in the sky and rapist digimon have been rampaging through the streets ever since. Matt Ishida has been trying to contact both his little brother T.K. and Sora, and for the nth time he angrily throws the phone back down onto the sofa as he curses under his breath. No answer, as usual with these occurrences all digitally based technology is going haywire.

Apart from a few broken reports nothing has happened much out here in the rural parts on the outskirts of the city. The bulk of activity has been driven by a heart of what is rumoured to be incredibly vile sexual assaults on anyone the digimon find in the city. But this rift must be worldwide by now and it is only a matter of time before the legion of rapists storm through the simple village Matt has been relaxing in these past few days.

Matt sits down in a foul mood, hanging his head forward and holding his face in his palms. There is simply nothing he can do here in the solitary log cabin in the middle of boredville. He thinks that if Gabumon were here he might be able to start doing something, but his digivice has remained silent on the issue. He could simply return to the city, but a shred of self preservation and rationality stops him from doing something so stupid with a specific goal or place to direct him. Then something distracts him from his own frustration and Matt looks up past his blond hair that has fallen forward across his face as his phone starts to ring. He hurriedly grabs it and holds it up as he thumbs at the button to accept the call.

"Hello?"

"Matt are you okay?" a familiar voice asks.

"Ah thank god you're alright Sora." Matt sighs in relief, knowing fiancé and fellow digidestined is alright being an incredible help to lessen his worry.

"I've been calling you for two hours now, I didn't think it would work."

"Same here, I've tried calling TK as well, but the phones only work when they want to. Are you alright? Where are you?" he asks as a dozen more questions immediately pile up in his head.

"I've been trying to get my mother out of the city but the roads are blocked and there are these... twisted digimon everywhere." Sora explains,

"Tell me where you are and I'll come and get you," a great deal of worry in Matt's voice now, punctuating how he is not going to be talked out of this.

"Fine," Sora sighs understanding his determination "we are in a diner on Fifth Street."

Matt tells her that he will be right there and runs out of the cabin and goes straight for his motorcycle. He dons his red bikers helmet and turns on the ignition revving the machine up. Releasing the kickstand he throttles it to the max rubber burning and leaving a tire mark on the surprisingly even road leading away from the cabin. As he zooms through the village its residents would normally be complaining around about now, but they are far too busy trying to find out what is happening and -more importantly- keeping safe inside their homes.

Thankfully the roads are mostly clear with only a few people fleeing from the city; although that does mean that Matt will be easy to single out. However these thoughts are all secondary concerns and nothing more to him. I've gotta get to Sora, gotta make sure she is safe. This single thought becomes Matt's internal mantra as his bike rapidly approaches the city, its large -and now smouldering- buildings rising up as if reaching out for the deadening rift that was once the open sky.

Larger and larger buildings flash by Matt with greater frequency, scenes of debauchery made by the infected humans register on the edge of his perception. Men and women with mouths and orifices dripping, overflowing with liquids produced by the aggressive and unrelenting digimon invaders. This is something that has never happened before, something none of the digidestined could have ever foreseen. Why are they doing this?

In one particularly horrible scene a black and blue fore legged raidramon has managed to train a "pack" of what he is calling his "bitches". Each one, mostly women though there are some males, eagerly assuming submissive doggy positions for the beast. He mounts one after the other in turn, ramming his rock hard flesh deep inside their quivering holes, pumping into them hard and pushing their faces down into the dirt. Matt stops for a moment to watch, not sure if he is aroused or disgusted by the display.

One woman in particular cries out as the digimon opens his mouth and bites into her neck although she says nothing but professing her desire for more. When the digimon finally climaxes with his cock deep inside of her the woman's looks like it is lost in an explosion of white sticky cum, unable to take it all as the mess runs down her legs and adds to an increasingly growing pool of spunk around the group of subverted humans.

Then something vibrates in Matt's pocket and realises that it is mobile phone so he stops the bike to answer it. Retrieving the temperamental machine he accepts the call and holds it up who it is. With a mixture of surprise and relief he hears Tai's voice from the other end of the call. The retired leader of the digidestined tells his friend what happened to him and that he is trying to find as many others as possible, attempt to start some kind of resistance against all of this. Matt then tells him that he will come help, but first he needs to check on Sora still.

Starting up his bike again Matt starts once more almost at where Sora is holed up. That is when big white claws with black talons on the end suddenly grab the boy and lift him clear off the bike. His vehicle skids across the road as Matt cries out and looks back to see a Hippogriffomon with demonic eyes holding him aloft in the air. It beats its great feathered wings and squawks loudly as it carries him off in the opposite direction which Matt had been going.

On the way to where the mythical beast digimon is taking him Matt tries to free himself. He tries especially hard to make the Hippogriffomon whenever is close to the rooftops of buildings or trees. However, even when Matt bites into one of the claws holding him it has no effect and he stops with a hurting mouth. Nonetheless the digidestined shouts and hollers at the flying fiend for the entire duration of the journey.

***

The Nest

Matt is not so much let down as he is sort of bowled into a makeshift structure. This leads to the young man having to hit the ground and then bend his knees ending up in a roll to distribute the impact and not break any bones. He gets up and brushes dead foliage out of his blond hair before looking around at what looks like a giant nest he is inside of, constructed out of trees and rubble. Now the Hippogriffomon comes down to land with a great crash only a yard away; it is still beating its wings a little and Matt is almost knocked down on his ass.

"Where am I? TELL ME!" Spittle is flying from his mouth now.

"You are... where we want you."

"We?"

The digidestined becomes aware of something else equally as big as the Hippogriffomon behind him. Turning around, slowly to see a green, armoured and partially orange striped four-legged Stegomon which grunts at him. He waves one hand at it, meant as a friendly gesture, right before the Hippogriffomon suddenly decides to charge the human.

Matt is knocked down to what constitutes as the floor of the nest. Before he can protest the enraged Stegomon pins him down using its large underbelly and the shear weight keeping the human down. He struggles and beats back against the light green scales but such attempts do not even give a grunt from the data type.

"Why are you doing this?!" Matt screams at them, but neither replies.

The Hippogriffomon sits down in front of Matt and watches him as he slowly realises what is going to happen now. Something long, hard and hot rubs up against the digidestined's rear. Then his jeans start to feel moist as something is drooling over them, he yells at the Stegomon to fuck off but words mean nothing to the digimon. For a good couple of minutes the dinosaur-like creature rubs its raging hard on against the little human, back and forth to encourage more of the heavy scented juices to drench Matt's clothes.

Then the Stegomon flips Matt over and with surprising dexterity, and a little help from a now interested Hippogriffomon, manage to remove his pants exposing his virgin flesh. Spearing himself between the human's legs the Stegomon grunts and his shaft pierces the virgin tight buns of Matt's ass. The armoured creature looks into the blond human's face, enjoying the look of painful intrusion which plays across the young man's features.

As the Stegomon leans back a bit, simply thrusting in slowly as his fat dick squeezes into Matt's rear something else comes into view. The Hippogriffomon is joining its friend, standing opposite to but parallel to the other digimon as the chimera digital monster's own phallus comes free from its hiding place. Matt gets slapped clean across the face and the large male squawks a laugh out before then commanding him to suck it.

"Fuck... ungh... you!" Matt just manages to get that out before the colossal cock is forced between his lips.

Caught between two horny digimon Matt is forced into a rapist's spit roast. The unique properties of the musky pre start to affect his body with the human's own organ throbbing to attention. He cries out and tries to resist as the Stegomon thrusts forward hard with a roar and buries at least two thirds of his ungodly tool inside the boy. There is no escape for Matt now has his strength escaping from his body as the strange male juices start to disable his compulsion to physically beat them off. However, as much as the two digimon might want him to Matt is resisting turning over completely. He refuses to suck down on the Hippogriffomon's cock, but the feathered feral forces it down his gullet anyway, shouting obscenities at Matt and not letting up until he comes over to accepting the inevitable.

The invading phallus down Matt's throat makes him choke and swallow around the thick meat involuntarily. Tears stream from his eyes and blond hair becomes wet with sweat and leaking juices which runs over his face. Clumps of his hair become matted to either his face or the Hippogriffomon's crotch and heavyset balls.

On the other end the Stegomon's thrusts become truly wild now, his rod slamming in deeper and harder each time until, with a muffled from from Matt, the entire thing lodges itself deep inside him. The bulge on his stomach pulses with the heartbeat of the scaly digimon, his roar of triumph coupled by more powerful throbs. Then the beast pulls back and slams in again, his balls smacking hard against the digidestined's tender and increasingly sore butt cheeks. He is pounded again and again whilst the Hippogriffomon makes him take all of its length, only pulling out occasionally to let him breathe and smear more of the intoxicating juices on his face

This inhuman rape goes on for a few minutes more until finally both of the feral males ram into their climaxes with the force of beasts. First the Stegomon jackhammers all the way inside of the poor boy lifting him off the ground and pushing his face into the Hippogriffomon's sweaty testicles. This is followed by a torrential flooding of subversive semen, pumping in large quantities deep inside his anus. Eventually the flow becomes backed up and spills out with powerful jets, shooting back against the digimon and onto the ground below creating something of a puddle which Matt then falls back into.

He is only then to have the Hippogriffomon drive its own rod far down his throat, deepthroating so far that Matt swears he can feel the pointed tip somewhere in his stomach. That is when a great big helping of cum is delivered almost directly to his stomach, pooling deep inside Matt and sending out waves of heat through his belly. The digimon then pulls out as the last few gushes of the exotic tasting semen pours into Matt's mouth and dribbles down his chin.

Both males steps away and watch as Matt's orifices pour with excess seed dribbling out of them. They keep on waiting, allowing the teenager to recover and expecting the demonic semen to take affect. Unfortunately when he does recover there is only one thing on Matt's lips, aside from the cum that is, and both the Hippogriffomon and Stegomon grunt disapprovingly when he shouts at them between coughs of spunk.

"Fuck. You."

"He's resisting us." The Hippogriffomon comments whilst looking at his compatriot.

"Looks like we'll need the boss then."

***

Downfall

It did not take long for the leader of the digimon invasion to make his way to the nest. Matt having only a short time to recover what strength he can, his body still weak from the violation and defiling it received only moments. Now however he is to face Reptiledramon, their leader, and Hippogriffomon is trying to get Matt to stand back up. In mild frustration and as a way to feel slightly better about himself Matt grabs the digimon's straw-like silver tail and pulls himself up with that.

"Don't do that again." It squawks at him.

"Sorry." Matt smirks.

Then with the flash of a digital portal opening and closing in an eye-blink Reptiledramon appears. The mostly cybernetic and raptor-like digimon with short arms makes his decision on Matt's unusual defiance very quickly. He first searches through Matt's discarded clothes and finds the digivice the human had been hoping they would not notice; Reptiledramon then crushes it underneath one broad yellow foot. But the loses for Matt do not not stop just there.

"You will become a breeder for us ex-digidestined. Becoming a perfect example of how humans shall submit before all digimon as their rightful betters." The leader gives a little sneer at the end of this short monologue before looming over Matt.

He is not sure exactly what the evil digimon does, but Matt can feel something begin to take ahold of his body. It feels as though ice is running through his veins and the teenager can do nothing to stop himself from screaming out in pain as his spine suddenly snaps. Other parts of his skeleton start to snap and his skin feels like it is burning up, but he is not about to die for these feelings are all a part of the mutagen Reptiledramon has just given Matt.

He grows larger, becoming a mass of shifting flesh, bone and muscle as everything begins to change for him. Soon enough shape starts to take form, he has legs, a head and mouth, no wait a beak. A beak?! That is not all however as he not longer as skin, but instead is covered in short feathers and he now has wings. More alarmingly however is when realises that he has nothing between his legs. He reaches down and discovers that instead of male genitalia he has a females now.

"Arise my breeder." Reptiledramon commands Matt to stand up as he summons a mirror to show what he has become.

Standing now much larger than was before Matt is now a garudamon, complete with the native American-style feather in a skin cap over her head. The new Matt holds up her hands, now claws, and gasps in a very obviously feminine voice. She then spreads her wings out and beats them once, twice, thinks about flying away but something has changed. Maybe the subversive semen is working, maybe it is the mutagen or maybe Matt simply likes what he has been given but she decides to stay.

"Why?"

"Because we need a good example for the others and I think you have proven yourself strong. A good digiegg layer needs to be strong to accommodate all of the males you will be taking on."

"What males?"

Right on cue three digital portals deposits three different, and very eager, male digimon from the army who have been selected for creating the first new batch of soldier eggs. The first is Pegasusmon, the angelic horse-like digimon with a golden faceplate and armour around his chest and hooves. Second is the beastly blue Coredramon, a dragon-type digimon with a lust for destruction deepest into his red eyes. Lastly Flamedramon is present, his eyes already staring at the new Matt's virgin vagina which she instinctively moves to cover even as it starts to become moist.

"I... I commit myself to you my lord." Matt kneels down before Reptiledramon and he smiles sickeningly.

"I will then leave you with these three and the other two from before. They will ensure that you will be creating the first of our new soldiers shortly. Now go to work slut."

With that last word Reptiledramon retreats inside of one last portal as the five males slowly close in all around the very eager Matt. She quickly spreads herself for the first male to reach her, Pegasusmon, as his long thick equinehood which easily equals the one from Stegomon kisses her vulva lips. It instantly breaks her momentarily gained virginity, due to the transformation, and spreads those lips far apart as Matt makes a similar squawking noise she heard from Hippogriffomon before.

She reaches out and pulls Pegasusmon closer, but then another male slips in underneath him and enters her ass, a brief look reveals to Matt that it is Flamedramon. So not with two males inside her she receives another two as Stegomon manages to position himself for her to suck down on his once more throbbing cock, his and Pegasusmon's being the largest among the males. Matt gladly accepts and despite her beak she manages to use her tongue to please the scaly digimon as he feeds her inch after glorious hot inch of cock.

"What about us?"

"Yeah come on baby, you can at least make us feel included."

It is Hippogriffomon and Coredramon, both with their own tools out and either side of Matt. So she wraps her claw-hands around them and starts to pump at both males' members. They groan and buck into her eager hands, all the whilst Pegasusmon thrusts into her, his balls nearly knocking Flamedramon's head off as he works her anus as hard as he can.

This goes on for awhile until the garudamon Matt is left full of Pegasusmon seed, that is until Hippogriffomon and the blue Coredramon take up that post. Both males bored of simply being stroked now double penetrate Matts quivering and moist pussy whilst it still drips of the last digimon's cum. Matt screams over the cock in her mouth and thrashes her wings until eventually getting used to it and then really getting into it. She then uses two hands to cradle a recovering Pegasusmon's dick as it slowly starts to harden again in her tender grasp.

Flamedramon finishes up with her ass and then starts to lick it tenderly for awhile before laying back and admiring the work of the other two digimon currently pounding Matt's vagina. Then she gets a beakful of semen as it pours freely in bucket-loads from a very productive Stegomon, he grunts and then roars as Pegasusmon cheers him on becoming fully erect himself and ready for more.

After Hippogriffomon and Coredramon dump their loads into an increasingly overtaxed bird-pussy the males start to take turns in the orgy to breed her. Next up is Flamedramon, eager for some real pussy now as he rams into her fast and hard. Then followed by Stegomon who has one or two things to say about the difference between Matt's human ass and his garudamon pussy. This goes on and on for the rest of the day until eventually Matt's belly, or at least her womb, becomes so full and just a little distorted that the males agree to call it a day.

However later on in that very same day Matt feels something change in her body. However the demonic semen is supposed to impregnate her she did not expect to be laying fertilised eggs quite so quickly. The others watch expectantly as she delivers a row of differently coloured, and patterned, eggs. Each one appears to give off a different aura which can be ever so slightly observed in the air around them.

Matt is panting hard after delivering all of the eggs and rests for a moment in a comfier part of the nest. The others satisfied with this, they quickly deport either through portals or flight leaving Matt alone with her thoughts for a moment. What, a hell of a day. That is all he gets to ponder over before new arrivals come, bearing drooling hard ons and instructions from Reptiledramon to continue breeding reinforcements for their invasion.

Thoughts of Sora, of TK and of Tai's resistance quickly escape Matt's digimon mind. Her love for the seed of these invaders and its ability to bring new life all of importance to her simple, some might call it "bird like", mind. Nothing is left for Matt's story now than as to become an engine for breeding and laying more eggs, a perpetual series of immoral and bizarre orgies with males of many different digimon species.

To be continued?