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“Hrrm!” “Ngh!”

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“Huuuummn!” “Haahng!”

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“HNRRRRM!” “Raaaaah!”

Davis's bed was suddenly pasted with streaks of the white, sticky seed jetting from his cock, as his ass closed around the thick red knot that had just forced its way inside. As he emptied himself out, he was simultaneously being filled up, steaming hot Flamedramon spunk flooding his insides, completely filling up all the available space inside him and then attempting to make more by stretching him more and more. Those lean yet powerful blue arms held him tight, rubbing his sides and keeping him in place as he took every drop, not a bit of it able to leak out around that thick knot that had him plugged right up.

He wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Davis was heaving, sweating, shivering at the ferocious heat built up inside him, strained from the sheer volume of cum and the sheer size of that cock embedded in him. His throaty moans were kept muffled by the thick gag in his mouth - a necessity whenever they did something like this, as when Davis's body was taxed, he got LOUD, and neighbors had complained once already. His body would be sore for a bit, but by now he'd gotten more accustomed to things like this - enough that it had gone from a no-more-than-once-a-week deal to something that they did every couple days, and their most recent adventure when he'd taken Flamedramon two nights in a row. It certainly wasn't the only thing they did, but it was the thing that held the greatest impact on him, for obvious reasons. Now that they were past that point, Flamedramon undid the snap holding it in and took it off, letting the human breathe more freely and moan more clearly as more of that liquid fire filled him.

It took a good bit, but Flamedramon's load finally tapered off, the swell in him finally static, though it was still pretty immense. It would all be staying in him as long as Flamedramon's knot stayed fully up, and by the time it receded, it would probably have cooled enough to thicken and mostly stay inside, reducing the mess. Davis especially appreciated that, because it meant he didn't have to stay awake waiting for the reptile's shaft to leave him or rush somewhere to avoid having to do a ton of cleanup…and there'd been a couple times when they'd needed to do that after other things that told him plainly he wanted to avoid that at all costs. There was a bit of relative silence (if one could call the heavy panting they were giving off silent) between them as he rested against the blue digimon, comfortable in his arms. It seemed for a bit like that might be what carried them to sleep, but then Flamedramon spoke up. “Hey, Davis? You wanna try something a bit...different, tomorrow?"

“Eh? Different?"

“Well...I was thinking of trying a different form. You think you'd be up for that?"

Davis had to pause momentarily as his mind processed that. On the face of it, it wasn't THAT crazy an idea...they'd gotten to the point where he could take Flamedramon without too much difficulty, even though it was a pretty intense stretch each time. Maybe the time was right to see what else they could do...though, he was definitely glad they talked about it ahead of time this time, rather than in the moment. “Maybe. But it has to be something we can do ourselves...there's no way I'll be able to come up with a convincing lie to get one of the eggs from the others. And don't you dare say Paildramon, I am NOT asking Ken for something like that."

“Hm, that does limit it. But I was thinking Raidramon anyway. I think Exveemon might be a little too large for you."

“Gee, you think? You could carry me in one hand. That dick might be bigger than my entire body."

“I'd still kinda like to try it...but we'd have to find a way to get me a little smaller. I know there are ways to do that, just not what they are offhand. But I think Raidramon would do fine. I'm bigger that way, but not ridiculously bigger."

“Yeah...okay, we'll see if we can try it out tomorrow." It didn't escape Davis how weird a conversation that was - very few people had to consider their sexual partner's different shapes. Still, what he'd found with his digimon partner was better than he could have imagined with anyone else, so he'd gladly take a little bit of that weirdness - maybe that was even part of the charm. Now he'd just have to hope his ass would forgive him for putting it to yet another test…

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It turned out to be a couple of days later rather than the very next day - Davis wanted to be a bit fresher, worried that taking Flamedramon's cock might make him too sensitive to try something larger so quickly. But neither of them wanted to wait too long, so as soon as Davis felt like he was ready, they wasted no time.

Davis made sure to give Veemon a wide berth while he was shifting forms - he was used to doing this with him in the bedroom, and made sure there was plenty of room for him to do so, though it was more often Flamedramon than Raidramon. The latter was definitely bigger, though still able to fit in…anything else would definitely be a no-go. The idea that he was doing this for sexual thrills this time, though…well, it was a bit thrilling in a somewhat perverse way. It wasn't any different than with Flamedramon, really, but the novelty of the different form was making it feel brand new.

Maybe he was weird, but he didn't care. Being weird had already proven to be more fun and more satisfying than anything else.

Soon Raidramon was standing in front of him, his figure sharp and imposing, yet with a grace about it. “Mrrr…I feel so much energy…oh, this is gonna be fun. It feels so kinky changing just to fuck you…"

“You too, huh?" Well, at least he wasn't alone. “So, uh…do you need to get prepared, or…"

“I'm gonna need your help for that, I think. Can't exactly get this armor off myself…don't think it's gonna be too comfortable trying to do it with it on."

Davis nodded and got to work - at least he was already naked, so he didn't need to do any more preparing for himself. Raidramon's armor wasn't particularly heavy, he found, and the pieces came off without too much trouble. He found himself admiring the form as he removed the armor - it was rather an unfamiliar sight, built so much differently from most of his partner's other forms, but there was some broad muscle underneath the armored parts, a firm torso with broad and tough shoulders and hinds, which his hands were tending to linger on. His colors were familiar, except for a smooth transition into the dark-colored limbs that was normally hidden. As the helmet was removed, Davis could see the broader face beneath, rounder and wider than Flamedramon's more narrowed and pointed snout. It looked rougher, even more bestial than the others, but there was that same passion in his eyes…Veemon's different forms only lightly tweaked his personality, he knew he was seeing the same person he always saw, just with a slightly different intensity to him. One that he knew was directed at a certain thing…he knew Raidramon was eyeing up his boner, which made him blush a bit. He was done with what he needed to do, so now it was time to return the favor and check out HIS prize, and he knelt underneath Raidramon to get a look at what he was contending with.

And his first impression was…daunting. Quite a departure from Flamedramon's cock, it had a broader and flatter head rather than the pointed tip of that familiar form, and a fairly uniform girth all the way to the base. It had a slight glow to it, and as Davis reached out to touch it, he could feel a sort of static-like sensation in his fingers; Raidramon's electric nature was certainly coming out, just as Flamedramon's fiery one did. And it was huge, probably half again as long as Flamedramon's and its girth was close to the same thickness as Flamedramon's whole knot…it seemed rather fortunate that it didn't have a knot of its own, Davis had his doubts that such a thing would ever get into him. At it was, the cock that he was currently caressing was looking like a real challenge, much more than Flamedramon's…and that had looked pretty imposing at first, even if he'd wanted it badly. “Jeez…do you think we'll be able to manage this?"

“Well, you were the one who was so confident you could handle Flamedramon, despite what it looked like."

“True…I was right about that, though, wasn't I? Which means if I'm concerned here…"

“Hey, don't try to logic me outta trying to stuff you nice and full here. We'll take it slow, like the first time, right? If it's too much, you can say so."

That was about all they could do, really, so Davis didn't waste time. He twisted around underneath Raidramon, positioning himself so that his rear end was pressed up against the end of that sparking behemoth…the more excited Raidramon got, the more Davis could see arcs of electricity over the surface of the shaft, making him wonder if he was going to have something a lot harsher come out in the middle of their fun. He could deal with Flamedramon's sweltering heat, though, so maybe this would be a similar experience…only one way to find out, he knew, and that was by letting Raidramon have at him.

“Uh…you sure you don't wanna muffle yourself?" Raidramon asked.

Davis groaned - he'd not thought about that. “Just…I don't want to stop when we're so close, I'll focus on holding it in."

“A'right, if you say so. Here goes…" Raidramon braced his legs and pushing firmly against Davis's ass…and rather than that blunt tip spreading the human's tight hole, all he accomplished was pushing Davis forward. “Mmf. Hold yourself against my legs." Davis pushed back and did as requested, wrapping his arms around Raidramon's forelegs and trying to hold tight. Once he was in position, Raidramon pushed again…once again Davis pushed forward, but his hold on those powerful legs put up more resistance, and he felt that thick tip trying to spread his ass open. His jaw clenched as he tried to keep from making noise, his protesting rear fighting against the pressure…and winning, as he simply wasn't giving at all. Raidramon tried pushing harder, but this overpowered the human's hold on him, and Davis found himself tumbling forward. “Whoa! You okay?"

“Yeah, fine. But, uh, that wasn't working."

“Agh…come on, you've taken Flamedramon's knot, I know you can stretch enough!"

“Yeah, but I've only ever taken it after you've fucked me for a while…I think that loosens me up more. I'm not loosened up enough here."

Raidramon grumbled. “Let's try once more. On the bed, if you're pushing against something maybe it'll be easier to pop in."

Davis had his doubts, but he was willing to try. He clambered up onto the bed, snatching the gag and plugging his mouth with it - if it DID go in, no way he'd be able to shut up, he could feel what that stretch was going to be like - and braced his arms against the headboard, putting himself in a rather enticing position as far as Raidramon was concerned. Licking his chops, he jumped up and mounted up over Davis, placing his cock back into proper position. This had to be it, surely they could fit it in now…he pushed again, a little harder this time, trying to use extra force to overcome Davis's resistance. A growl escaped him as he felt Davis tremble underneath him, fighting to keep from being shoved forward, his arms not having the strength to overcome the raw power that the digimon had, so he couldn't push with everything he had. Still, he gave what he could, trying to breach that stubborn pucker and give them both what they wanted.

But it just wasn't happening. Davis couldn't loosen up, Raidramon couldn't push any harder, and what they had just wasn't getting the bigger digimon inside. When Raidramon saw Davis's arms begin to buckle in earnest, he called it quits, pulling back and plopping over into a sideways sitting position, looking quite disgruntled. “Well, fuck. I guess you were right…it's not working."

Davis undid the gag and set it on the end table, panting from the exertion. “Crud. I was hoping that would be enough. If you could push harder, maybe, but…"

“But that might actually hurt you. I don't know what the actual limits are, and I don't want to overdo it."

“Yeah, maybe…but…I KNOW I can take Flamedramon's knot, and you're not bigger than that. It can't be impossible."

“It's probably not. But, well, I guess we're not gonna be able to do it on command. We're gonna have to work you up to this one if it's going to happen at all."

Davis nodded. “Then I guess we'll have to figure out what to do about that. I don't wanna leave you hanging, though…you wanna switch over and give it to me as Flamedramon?"

Raidramon shook his head, his expression slightly strained. “No, I…I gotta get off like this. Otherwise it's gonna stick with me."

“Huh?"

“I know how weird it sounds, but, it's like, if I'm super horny and pent up in one form, it doesn't get fixed if I'm in a different one. Like, you know how I told you that if you start teasing me as Veemon I'm not switching to Flamedramon until I cum? It's because of that. It just…sticks with me, and I can go off ten times in other forms and it won't do anything for that one. And if we're gonna have trouble with this, I definitely can't wait until then…otherwise it builds up, and I might just decide I don't want to hold back next time…"

Davis got the picture - get Raidramon off or risk having a randy horsedragon pushing the issue. “Okay, okay, I get the point. Well, I can't fit you inside me, but do you think it'll work if I lick and rub?"

“It should, I think. Maybe not as fun, but I'll definitely take what I can get." Raidramon clambered off of Davis, then dropped down and rolled onto his side, his full length exposed and twitching and leaking. Davis crawled up to it, then held it gently in his hands, gauging the best way to go about this. The girth was far beyond what his mouth was up to, as well - even a mouth as big as his could only just handle Flamedramon's shaft, absolutely not his knot, and this was pretty close to the latter's level of thickness. Plus, as big as it was, there was a lot of surface area to cover…hopefully it was pretty sensitive, because he had a few limits. Still, he didn't want to leave Raidramon unfulfilled, so he did what he usually did with a challenge and just winged it.

His hands started to rub and stroke that shaft, giving it some forceful squeezes and even some scratches with his nails - he was far from worried about damaging it, just from the feel of it it was plenty tough and not easily marred, and from the purr-like rumble Raidramon was giving off it was doing the trick. Part two involved him getting up close and personal with the tip of that cock, which made it look even more dauntingly huge - something that big seemed like it rightly shouldn't get inside him, and yet he still had that feeling that it could happen, as well as the desire to make it so. But until they figured out a better way to do so, this would have to suffice…he planted his face against that blunt end of the fleshy pole, met instantly with a wetness and slight staticky sensation. His tongue started to rub over the end, tasting the salty and fresh pre and the raw, slightly dry flavor of Raidramon cock. It was pretty good, though Davis would probably proclaim to favor the smokier taste of Flamedramon, but he certainly wasn't put off by what he was getting now.

He kept that workout going with his tongue focusing purely on the end while his hands went everywhere else, trying to vary up the sensations he gave to keep things feeling fresh and unexpected, knowing that would make the pleasure even stronger. Raidramon squirmed a bit, murring and rumbling pleasantly, and every now and then that cock gave off a robust gush of precum which splattered all over Davis and the bed. Davis was a wet mess pretty quickly, and the bed was probably going to be soaked…well, sacrifices had to be made for the sake of satiation sometimes. He made sure to reach his hands down as far as they could go, trying to also get a finger or two inside the dragon's slit here and there, a spot he knew was sensitive on the other forms. It was a bit tricky to keep his face planted against the end when he did that, but he managed to get there a little bit.

Just as he was getting lost in it, Raidramon pulled a surprise of his own. His slightly unwieldy but strong foreclaws took hold of Davis's hips, pulling them into place right in front of his muzzle, and that long tongue suddenly pushed deep into Davis's pucker, making the human gasp as the sudden thick intrusion. Fortunately, not nearly as intense as when Flamedramon's cock pushed in, so he was able to keep from crying out loud enough to wake the dead - it was a much more modest cry of bliss, but still quite energetic, that slightly tingly and sparky organ a very different feel from Flamedramon's blazing hot one or Veemon's much smaller and less intense offering. It was a bit of a struggle, but Davis forced himself to keep at his work...but he was definitely still distracted by what Raidramon was doing to him.

The more he worked that cock in front of him, though, the more reaction he got from Raidramon as well, more throbs and more shots of fluid and more arcs of electricity across the surface, occasionally zapping his hands but mostly leaving a slight jerk and tingle rather than hurting. It was clear Davis's treatments were doing the trick, even if they weren't as thorough as someone who could easily fit him in. But Davis had another trick up his sleeve, and getting the sense that Raidramon was getting closer, he decided to go for it, and see if he could quickly drive his buddy over the edge. He lapped down the flat end of that weighty dick, his tongue slurping over the slit at the end, and then without warning pushed his tongue into that opening, trying to get it nice and deep. He felt Raidramon tense and suddenly gush more precum, which of course flooded Davis's face, but he held in there and kept working his tongue in that sensitive urethral opening, trying to push Raidramon to the very limit and beyond.

Davis was quite pleased to get such a good reaction, and to have earned the advantage in unexpected sexual stimulation - there was no way Raidramon could ever have expected Davis to do that. But he got a bit too wrapped up in his own success, forgetting that Raidramon was still in position to pull a trick of his own…with a sly smirk, Raidramon pushed his tongue in deeper, seeking out that pleasure button within Davis's ass. Davis couldn't help but moan when Raidramon hit it…but that quickly evolved when the devious dragon sent a potent electrical jolt through his tongue, feeding it directly into the human's prostate. Now THAT got Davis yelling out a lot more, though his voice was thankfully slightly blocked by the mass of flesh it was pressed up against…he tensed down and pushed back into Raidramon, who responded with another potent jolt, then another…and that was it, Davis was firing off onto the bed, jerking in orgasmic bliss, gripping the dragon's cock tightly and squeezing and twisting the flesh a bit…

The sudden throb was all the warning Davis actually registered, as Raidramon's roar of rapture came just a slight bit too late to beat the enormous glob of salty, sparky semen that splashed Davis's face. He quickly pulled back, there was no way he could handle all that stuff coming out with his mouth alone, but he left his maw open, trying to catch what he could inside. That fresh taste was extra strong, making his tongue tingle, and had such a heavy salty and thick and heady flavor that it almost bowled him over. He had to fight to swallow enough of it to make more room, and that was only a small fraction of what Raidramon was putting out…by the time he was done, Davis looked almost to have showered in the stuff, painted white over most of his upper body, and a healthy amount of fluid having splashed all over the bed in front of him. “Jeez…where the hell do you keep all this?"

“What, you didn't expect that I'd be firing off more than Flamedramon?" teased Raidramon.

“I wasn't expecting THIS much. Not sure that'll all fit in me, either." Davis did his best to wipe the spunk away from his eyes. “You're helping me clean this up, I don't wanna sleep in a bed soaking in cold jizz."

“I'll just have to make sure to put it in the appropriate place next time." Still, Raidramon picked himself up and worked his way off the bed without spreading too much more mess, though his cock was still drooling a bit. “Guess we're gonna have some work to do if we're gonna take this to the next step, huh? Wish it could be just as easy as stuffing it in."

“If it were always that easy, it wouldn't be any fun," remarked Davis.

“True. We'll just have to work you up to it. And then I can pound away all I want."

Davis chuckled a bit, but he was genuinely wondering what that would entail. He didn't know at the moment, but he intended to find out…after a long shower and a lot of laundry.

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'Working him up to it' ended up being much more of a workout than Davis had anticipated.

Their trip into the Digital World had had subtle effects on them all, the extent of which was still far from fully known. Something about their conversion to a data format had lingering effects even when they returned to their own world, generally not anything that could be easily noticed on sight but some traits which could have more subtle effects. Considering the size of what Flamedramon was packing, it shouldn't have been feasible for Davis to take it at all - it was a function of that digitization that had made it possible (or so he had gleaned from what Izzy - who had taken quite a level of interest - had studied on the matter). Clearly, though, there was an upper limit to the amount of flexibility that offered.

But it was code - and code could be edited. And Veemon had hunted down a mod that he was pretty sure could do what they were looking for. Davis was a touch leery about that, and not without reason - mods were widely considered to be on the shady side, and most were administered by Virus-types, which weren't exactly beyond adulterating them with something more sinister - spreading their viruses was part of their nature, after all. “How do I know this isn't gonna do something nasty to me?"

“I checked it over a bunch of times with different scans," replied Veemon. “If there's anything hiding in it, it's buried so deep I'm not sure it can even function. And we're not gonna get to the next step up without it, so yeah, it's this or we give up on this."

And Davis did not want to give up - the idea of taking Raidramon had become a lot more enticing, even as he knew that it was pushing himself beyond any sane limit. Maybe because of that, even. “Okay…so this mod, does it just…make it work?"

“Nothing that simple out there, not for humans. But the instructions said that it should make it easier to stretch more if you spend time trying to stretch out. Which means I'm gonna have a 'hand' in working you wider deep inside you, so that you'll be able to handle Raidramon all the way in." The implication of that didn't bypass Davis, who flushed a bit at it…but, whatever worked, right? It would all be worth it to achieve the goal…maybe he was a bit cracked to be so dedicated to the goal of taking a huge dick, but at least it was a goal that didn't hurt anyone, right?

Apart from potentially himself, anyway…but that was what he was trying to avoid.

Thus the mod was applied, and the training began - probably the kinkiest training Davis had ever gone through. The first part of it was getting stretched nice and deep…this meant getting something comparably thick into his ass at a pretty considerable depth. And Veemon had just the tool for that…

“Hnngmn!" Davis cried out into the gag as he felt Veemon push his hand a little deeper, digging his fingers into the dirt underneath him. His body spasmed and clenched around that thick intruder, causing Veemon to pull back and chastise him a bit. “Hey, relax! It's gonna be more trouble if you're clenching down!"

Of course, he knew that, but it was still hard - especially when Veemon balled his hand into a fist again, thickening the presence within him. It turned out that Veemon's somewhat oversized hand, when curled into a fist, was a pretty good approximation of Raidramon's girth - not perfect, but close enough that it would stretch him enough for their purposes. It was at least easy enough for Veemon to get his hand inside, thanks to Davis's experience with Flamedramon, but once he made that rigid fist it was taxing on his body…

And then there was when he moved it like that. Davis let out another loud cry into the gag, but managed to avoid tensing down this time as he felt that fist pull back a bit; it at least thumped his prostate where Veemon moved it, getting a squirt of pre out of the human's stiff dick. It got a little bit easier each time, at least…but not enough that he'd be able to keep quiet, for sure. Even though they were starting out in the Digital World, and Veemon had brought them to a fairly isolated place, Davis's voice certainly carried, and they didn't want someone interrupting thinking there was as attack going on - embarrassment was the best-case scenario, actually attacking was far worse, and wanting to join in…well, Davis was not yet sure he wanted to risk that happening with an even bigger digimon, if he was struggling to handle this.

In and out, deeper and shallower, Veemon relaxed and clenched here and there, gradually working Davis open, then fisting him a little more roughly each time. Little by little, he got adjusted to it, but it would take more than just one round for it to take as a regular thing, he was well aware of that…as much of a strain as it was, though, he was still enjoying it, the stretch was intense but as he got familiar with it he got to wanting it more. And Veemon was working over his sensitive spots pretty nicely, ensuring that even though it was sort of an ordeal, he was getting plenty of pleasure. And he didn't stop until Davis found himself cumming, squirting hard onto the dirt and clenching hard around that thick fist, unable to stop himself in the throes of ecstasy. Veemon didn't relax his fist this time, though, helping to make sure Davis was prepared to feel that thickness under any circumstance. It felt like too much in the moment, but the ache from it went away after a little bit…but now that he was spent, they were done for the time being.

But that was only part of the training…and Veemon was definitely a lot more interested in the other half. His fist was great for stretching out deep inside Davis, but it wasn't as great with the entrance itself - Davis's asshole needed to be able to spread for Raidramon at the outset, and his fairly skinny arms didn't pass muster there. Theoretically, he probably COULD have tried to work it open with his hand the same way, but there was no way he was neglecting his own satisfaction during this whole period. So when they switched to that focus, that was when Flamedramon came out, ready to work Davis's ass like never before.

And it was finally clear to Davis just how much Flamedramon usually held back on him.

Typically it was a slow entry, a steady buildup, and then the real force came when Flamedramon had to knot him, something which took a decent bit of effort. But now, bent over on his knees, his hands bracing against a tree, Davis felt Flamedramon literally SLAM into him, embedding everything but his knot into his hole, making him cry out into that gag again as his insides were stretched out pretty wide pretty quickly - not as wide as it would have to be later, but wide enough for him to really feel it. The strain on him wasn't as much as he would have expected, the mod was definitely doing its duty…Davis could still feel wildly stretched out, but he didn't feel like he might break open if he went much farther. Regardless of how well it worked on getting Raidramon into him, it was definitely making it easier for him to handle Flamedramon, which it itself would be fairly worth it.

Flamedramon didn't relent in the slightest, pinning Davis down and hammering into him with intense force. The blazing heat that he thought he'd gotten used to was even more furious now, leaving an inferno inside his ass that was constantly being reinforced, making him sweat heavily from both the stretch and the heat. And that knot slamming hard and fast against him, making loud slapping and smacking sounds as it threatened to barrel into his ass…Davis had never been given it that hard, it had always been a slow and tight squeeze in, only some force applied in the last moment to help Flamedramon get it in. Now it felt like the dragon might pop it in at any moment, and he wasn't entirely sure that that wasn't going to be the case…

But despite the radically greater intensity, Davis was loving it. His cock was throbbing eagerly, stiff and leaky and primed to blow once again, the few hours of downtime enough to give it some life again. The lava being pumped into him felt fantastic, he always loved that heat inside him and with it even hotter than before it felt even better. That thick cock mauled his prostate and other sensitive spots within him with a fury that he'd never quite gotten before, and it was making him see stars. Maybe now that he was getting adjusted to this sort of thing, Flamedramon would be able to cut loose like this more often…though he didn't mind the slower and more intimate moments, either, perhaps there was room for both.

He wasn't entirely ready for the next gear, though. Flamedramon suddenly grabbed on tight, and with a snarling cry rocketed forward, forcing his knot into Davis's asshole. That got the loudest scream yet from Davis, thankfully still kept in check by the gag, which was doing yeoman's duty…but it was only the beginning, as Flamedramon's next move was to shift his grip and push away HARD, straining Davis's ass until the knot jerked out with a loud squelching pop. It was so much that Davis almost passed out, and it was just the first of many…Flamedramon's knot would surge in, and then he'd violently wrench it free, forcing the human's pucker to stretch over and over again, the ache of it making Davis's eyes water at first, but gradually getting him to a level of tolerance where he wouldn't about to be overloaded by it. It was never not intense, though, a brutal assault on his anal entrance that sapped him rather quickly of energy.

And still somehow got him shooting, despite that fatigue. His caterwaul captured by the gag, the best sign of Davis's climax was his gushing member, spreading his milk to water the grass below them. And despite his best efforts, he couldn't stop himself from clenching down, making himself even tighter and the knotfucking more intense, Flamedramon's sheer strength proving impossible to deny and ensuring he was more and more thoroughly broken open. By the time Flamedramon finally sank in and stayed there, erupting with volcanic heat and intensity and thoroughly inundating Davis's bowels with his white magma, Davis was slumped on the ground, head spinning and vision blurry from the dramatic dicking. His body was a sweaty, sticky lump, and he had to be carried by Flamedramon to a more comfortable place and position, the blue digimon not about to deny both his pleasure and Davis's recovery by untying himself at this point.

So it continued, day after day. Davis would get each treatment at least once, sometimes twice if he could handle it. And slowly but surely, it was working…he was feeling more capable of taking Veemon's fist and Flamedramon's knot, the intensity never waning but his body relaxing into it more and more. It was like he was figuring out how to stretch while at the same time still getting the response that he wasn't supposed to stretch like that, ensuring he'd definitely feel that rush each time but that it was less and less likely to hurt him and more and more likely that Raidramon would fit inside. And he was looking forward to the payoff, when he'd finally be able to take that monster and enjoy his wildest ride yet.

——

About three weeks later, they tried again. Davis was much more responsive, but they weren't quite there yet - the stretch was just a bit too much for him, but they were encouraged by the signs of progress. They gave it another week, a few more reps and a bit of extra rest before the attempt, and with more plans to help things along that last little bit.

“Yeesh…this slippery stuff doesn't really feel right," grumbled Raidramon as Davis coated his shaft with plentiful amounts of lubricant. “You think this is really necessary? It doesn't feel as good as going natural, I always thought that was wet enough."

“Trust me, it's not enough. We got away with it with Flamedramon, but this is a little bit more than that for me." Davis was checking to make sure that he got the lube especially well over the first few inches, particularly right at the blunt end. It was decidedly different from the thinner stuff that usually coated his partner's tools, something that Raidramon clearly wasn't a big fan of, but if that was what it took to get it in, that was what it took, and Davis wasn't about to complain. “We usually have to use it any time we have, uh, anal sex with someone, we don't really get slick naturally, and it's not good to try to go in dry."

“Being human sounds awfully inconvenient sometimes. You ever considered switching?"

“Not on your life or mine, buddy. Okay, I think that's as good as it's gonna get. You wanna prime me up some?"

“Yeah, get your ass up on the bed." Davis didn't need telling twice, clambering up onto the bed and getting himself into position. Once again he donned the gag, not wanting to risk forgetting about it in the heat of the moment, and then he braced himself against the headboard, readying himself to push back against Raidramon to help with the insertion. He'd already tried reaching back to stretch himself, but they'd found that that didn't really help much, he couldn't stretch himself wide enough to make a notable difference. The raw pressure method would be rougher, but after all their time training him, he felt he could probably handle it.

Behind him, Raidramon climbed up partway into the bed, nosing Davis's asshole. With a snicker, he let his tongue dart out and start slurping over the taut pucker, leaving little tingles where his saliva touched and making Davis moan out. The perks of having electricity running through him, he was definitely enjoying how responsive the human was to the shocking touch. Plus, he got to enjoy the delectable taste of Davis as he prepped for the main course, which was always a plus. It might be the only plus, if they couldn't get things working this time - he didn't see Davis being eager to suck him off again with all that weird goopy stuff all over his dick. At least he sure wouldn't have been rushing to it.

The moaning human pushed into Raidramon's muzzle, loving the sensation of that tongue slurping over his asshole. It got even better as Raidramon started to push inside, letting that sparking organ jolt other nerves that hadn't had the treat yet and making him clench reflexively around it. Whatever else they had do deal with compatibility-wise, for Davis this tongue treatment was very much worth the exploration of the new form. It was very different from Flamedramon's searing-hot tongue or Veemon's tame and thinner one, both of those tended to be more relaxing but the shocks here made him twitch and tense more, though not in a bad way. Davis enjoyed those experiences, he wouldn't necessarily rate this one above the others, but the novelty of this was making it even more exciting at the moment.

As Raidramon's tongue got deeper, it found Davis's prostate, and he was suddenly very glad he'd donned the gag early, because the sound he would have made would surely have caught someone's attention. But DAMN that had been wild, even though he'd been more prepared for it this time it still was so much, the jolt felt like it had pierced his prostate directly, sending a sharp squirt of pre onto the oft-stained bed. And now that Raidramon had gotten that reaction, he was making sure to attack it ruthlessly, working Davis up into a lather pretty quickly. He could have just had this the whole time and it would have gotten him to the finish pretty darn quickly, just like last time…but that wasn't their aim, and soon enough he felt Raidramon's tongue pull out, leaving him with a somewhat empty feeling, though the tingle from the dragon's saliva still lingered inside him, a pleasant if weird sensation. But he remembered what it was like when he worked Raidramon over last time, this was only the start of the electricity…if they could make things work this time, anyway.

As Raidramon mounted on top of him, Davis heard him snickering. “You sure FELT nice and flexible back there…I think this is gonna be the one that works. Just relax and let me handle things, you'll be stuffed full of me in no time." Confident, but that was what he had said last time, more or less, and it didn't work out that way. But Davis wasn't counting it out, he simply braced himself and spread his legs, trying to loosen his rear up as much as he could as he felt the blunt end of that staticky cock press against his rear. Excited and nervous at the same time, he could only wait and anticipate…

Raidramon brought his paws down against Davis's body, holding him as tight as he could to help with the push. His hips slowly pushed forward, building the pressure gradually - no sudden entry here, they needed to work Davis open - and feeling the human push back a little bit with his arms, the two trying to make the magic happen. Initially it didn't feel like anything was going to happen, but little by little the pressure was overcoming Davis's stubborn hole, both of them could feel it parting…Davis's jaw was clenched, the strain was immense, last time they'd gotten close but it had been too much for him, he'd had to tap out, but he was determined not to do so this time. After all the knotfucking, surely he could take this…even though that never got particularly easy…his limbs were trembling, breath coming in and out shaky as he felt his body protest, not wanting to surrender to something so huge…

And then, before he truly realized what happened, one more push from Raidramon and his passage was breached - and not even just a little, the sudden amping up sent a few inches of the dragon's cock into that tight human hole. The gag was earning its worth once again as Davis's cry was blocked off enough to keep it from disrupting anyone, but Raidramon could hear it pretty clearly and came to a stop. “Holy shit, I'm in! You okay, Davis?"

The human had slumped onto the bed, looking profusely sweaty and heaving hard, but he gave Raidramon a nod. It was wickedly intense, a stretch way beyond what he was expecting…even though the girth was less than Flamedramon's knot, somehow it didn't FEEL less. But even though there was a good ache along with the stretch, it didn't feel damaging in any way…the mod was doing what was advertised, making it possible for him to handle what Raidramon had to give him. After a bit, he managed to rise again and take position, signaling for Raidramon to keep going - a few inches wasn't going to be enough for him, he wanted it all, NEEDED it all, and with the first hurdle conquered he wasn't going to be satisfied with anything less.

Neither was Raidramon, clearly, as the reptile's grip tightened on him and he suddenly pushed HARD, driving a few more inches into Davis without even pulling back. The human had his own hands braced against the headboard, but without Raidramon's hold he probably would have been shoved forward anyway, he was just totally outclassed in strength. That furious stretching sensation spread deeper into him, but he was still managing, it was actually a bit weird how tolerable it felt. All Davis could really do was keep himself steady and focus on relaxing, letting it get in at Raidramon's whim, and hope that this challenging but manageable situation remained that way.

Raidramon started to saw back and forth a bit now, working in and out to try to make it a bit easier for Davis to handle, and for him to slide in further. His precum jetted out of the tip of his cock, allowing him to smear it around and further lubricate that tight ass, the slick stuff already coating his cock only able to go so far on its own. With every thrust, though, he was working a little bit more in, delving deeper into Davis and opening him more around his girth tool. And soon enough, Davis was registering something more, a slight buzzing sensation which surged briefly here and there, giving him a little jolt…the electrically-charged Raidramon wasn't holding it back any more than before, making it a real trial for him to keep from clenching down and tightening up when he really needed to relax. Despite that, it felt REALLY good, lighting up all those nice pleasurable spots that he had in there, including a few he didn't know about before then.

The intensity only grew as Raidramon bucked harder and deeper, working himself in properly. Soon half of that monster dick was inside Davis, then three-quarters another minute or so later…Davis felt rather like the thickness was warping his body around it as it went through him, a bizarre sort of intrusion that took up an incredible amount of space that had somehow been set aside particularly for it. He could see the bulge in his body, no way it shouldn't have been doing more to him, but it wasn't, and he was very thankful for that. Especially when he finally felt Raidramon's body smack hard into his rear, the last inch disappearing into him…he was aching, he was strained, and he was on the verge of cumming already.

“Haah…holy shit…you really did take it all." Raidramon sounded amazed more than anything. “And here I thought I wouldn't be able to shove it all into you…oh, you're gonna be SO full by the time I'm done with you…"

Davis briefly questioned why Raidramon kept going if he wasn't sure he was going to be able to safely get everything in…but that question, and any others, took a rapid backseat as, before Raidramon could start going in earnest, they heard a sudden knock at the door. “Davis? Are you home?"

SHIT! Davis's heart skipped a beat - he was definitely not expecting company today, but apparently someone had decided to drop by unannounced, it sounded like Joe and he definitely did not want investigation. Raidramon remained still above him, also sounding nervous as his shaky breaths went in and out. They were trying to stay quiet, hoping that Joe would get the idea that they were out…and then he heard a door squeak open. “Davis? You left your door open again, you really shouldn't do that."

AGH! Double shit! There was no way Joe wouldn't check to make sure he was around! His head whipped around, and he saw his saving grace on the nightstand, his digivice. In a flash, he snatched it up, and aimed it for the computer, Raidramon getting the hint immediately. As soon as the port was open, the beast lunged for it, Davis hanging on for dear life as they raced through. It shut off just a couple seconds before Joe entered, looking around and seeing no sign of Davis. With a sigh, he shrugged. “Guess he went out and left it open. Sheeze, really should get an air freshener in there…"

——

One chaotic situation, as it often did, led to another. No sooner had Raidramon hit the entrance terminal in the digital world than he tore off at a gallop unlike any he'd taken since their battles years ago - though, it was a very different sensation being without his armor, he felt a lot lighter than usual, and he wasn't sure that was a good thing. Though, there was one weight that was helping to balance that out…

Davis had a death grip on Raidramon's neck, holding on for dear life as his partner ran like hell. He'd been bracing for a ride, but this was ridiculous! And taxing as shit, on top of that - he had to keep his legs lifted to keep them from dragging along the ground, and he was utterly helpless against the momentum tossing him back and forth, showing him onto that cock and throwing him off, it wasn't quite the same as deliberate thrusts but it was so fast and forceful that it hardly mattered, and this after not really having been given the chance to be worked up to it. Not only that, but the panic in Raidramon's rush was causing fiercer discharges inside him, zapping him forcefully and brutally overstimulating him. Barely a minute passed before Davis come for the first time, jets of white squirting onto the ground in a trail behind them, his body squirming what little it could in its predicament…but there was no respite, Raidramon kept running and thus kept ramming, and there was no clear sign that he was getting close to being done.

It wasn't the entrance they normally would have used to get to their private location - in the heat of the moment, there was no time to set that - so it was a LONG trek to get there, and Davis had to endure the bucking the whole way. Raidramon was fast, and had a lot of stamina, so thankfully he didn't have to stop along the way. He certainly blazed a trail along the countryside, with a few digimon taking note as they zoomed past, not quite sure what was going on but getting very little chance to see the strange sight. Not that Davis could have cared much in the moment, as basically his mind was entirely flooded with ache and pressure and pleasure that was starting to get to be too much for him. He was cumming every couple of minutes, though after the first four there was nary a drop to be dripped from him in those moments, just another forceful surge in his cock and balls that soon become painful as they were pushed beyond their workable limits. But there was nothing he could do, he couldn't let go and undo the gag, he had no proper signal to tell Raidramon it was too much, all he could do was endure until Raidramon was ready to stop…

By the time they reached their little private spot in the woods, Raidramon was heaving hard, and Davis was a sweaty and panting wreck underneath him. As soon as the dragon stopped, Davis's arms slipped off of him, feeling incredibly numb and weary. In fact most of Davis felt a bit numb except for his ass, which was so raw and which had a fiercely THROBBING mass of flesh inside it. “Fuck…I'm…agh, it's so…need to get off…" groaned Raidramon, shifting around as he tried to get Davis into proper position to start actually trying to fuck him.

That was too much for the human, who managed to claw at the gag and pull it off before things could go too much further. “OFF! Get…off! It's…it's too much, I can't…"

“Davis?! I…oh, jeez…" It sounded like torture to Raidramon, but he dutifully pinned Davis's upper half down and worked his behemoth member out of the human's ass. Immediately it was obvious why he'd had to, his hole was gaping and slightly inflamed, all the raw rubbing and shocks had been way more than he would have gotten normally. “Fuck…are you okay?"

“Agh…hagh…gagh…I…ah…I think…I'll be…fine…but…holy…fuck…"

“Nngh…I'm not getting a proper shot at that, am I?" Raidramon wouldn't have minded if he hadn't just been worked to the limit for the last over half-hour…the desperation had tamped down his arousal enough to keep him from cumming, but not so much that it hadn't built up. But there was no way Davis was in any shape for that at the moment. “I guess I'd better go find us some food and get you some water…crud, I'm gonna have to de-evolve…"

——

It was turning out to not be the most pleasant time for either of them, unsurprisingly. Davis's lower half was not feeling great, and he was having trouble getting his legs to support his weight for more than a few seconds. It was bad at first, but the ache was receding, just very slowly. It was at least tolerable after a while, the first hour was an ordeal but after that he was past the worst of it. He'd made Veemon take a look in there before his body managed to close back up and there was no visible sign of outright damage at any part that Veemon could see - thankfully, it all appeared to be just overuse. The same malady affecting his groin, his cock and balls were probably as sore as his ass overall, just from how overtaxed they were. Not debilitating, but not pleasant…he was resigned to mostly just resting, largely on his stomach or back to avoid sitting up. Maybe there was stuff around that would have been good at reducing the ache, but neither he nor Veemon had much idea of what that was or where to find it, so he was resigned to just enduring it and letting it fade away.

Veemon wasn't exactly having a bang-up time of his own, either. The small dragon digimon was having an issue with a persistent boner that was not going away despite his efforts, and he'd made a fair few of them to be sure. He'd told Davis before how changing forms while pent-up would keep him feeling that until he got it dealt with, but only now was Davis actually seeing how much of an impact that had - round after round of jerking hadn't even gotten Veemon a moment's relief from that lust.

“This is as bad as it's ever been, though…normally it's something from a lot of teasing, getting worked up and then not getting to have a go…not balls-deep in someone for an age and then getting stopped right as I start getting to where I can actually work on getting all the way off. That's…that's a lot worse than anything I've endured before."

“I guess it would have to be," replied Davis. Despite everything, he couldn't help but mull on the possibilities with that…what would one of the bigger ones be like if they were endlessly horny and seemingly endlessly productive? Then again, his ass probably couldn't handle that, either…well, maybe it could handle Flamedramon…he thought better of bringing that up considering the condition they were in. “You sure there's nothing you can do about it?"

“I wish there was. I feel so freaking restless, like I gotta blow as soon as possible, but whenever I do it just…doesn't get rid of it, it barely even lessens it. It's not gonna happen until I get off as Raidramon, and I don't think a blowjob's just gonna do it. Maybe I could find someone to pounce on somewhere, but…that'd leave you all alone, and, well…"

Veemon trailed off, but not much else was needed to be said. Going out like that would require Davis to be alone for an extended period, and completely vulnerable…if someone should happen to come down, he'd be a sitting duck, and some other digimon might not care that much about his current state if they got the idea in their heads. Much as he didn't want to leave it at that, Veemon would just have to deal with it, much as Davis had to deal with the soreness of his ass.

As the day waned to evening, Davis let the fatigue help get him to sleep over the lingering ache. It was a little tricky getting comfortable, but he managed somehow, the soft ground and warm weather helping to diminish the fact that he was still naked. There was nothing for him to wear out here…it wouldn't be until they got back to the real world that he'd be able to cover up again. Thankfully there were ports in a few more remote places, and if he had to he could ride Raidramon the proper way to get there. Sleep managed to come to him eventually, and he was out for a while…until he was shaken aware by Veemon. It was a brief moment of panic as he heard the quiet urgency in Veemon's voice. “Wh-what's going on? Are we…"

“N-no, no…no attacks…" Veemon didn't sound at all calm, though, and he was still stricken by the stubborn erection from earlier. “I…Davis, I…I can't. I need it. I need it now."

“Wha? Hang on, what's-"

“I'm sorry. I tried, I really did. But…I can't sleep, it's…my body just won't let me, it wants to fuck, it's desperate to fuck, and nothing I do can stop it. It's not enough to get off, even, I need to pound and cum and feel something tight around me…" Veemon was somewhat trembling, his eyes looked a little wild already, and he was talking faster even than usual. “I won't be able to sleep like this…if I don't get sleep, I won't, I won't be able to control myself…I'll either have to force myself to stay like this and not be able to defend you or get you back, or force myself to digivolve and then…I won't be asking then, I promise you. This…there's no other way, I'm not gonna be able to find a digimon at this hour, not nearby, and even if I do I might not find my way back."

“Ugh, hey, settle down a bit…" Gingerly Davis rolled to a sitting position, wincing a bit; he was definitely still tender back there, but not as bad as before. “There's really nothing else? Even evolving and getting off some other way won't do it?"

“It's not…it's not the same. It doesn't bring the relief the same way. My brain's demanding something really specific, and if I don't…I don't know that it'll let me up. And if I lose control of myself like that…" Once again, Veemon didn't finish that thought, but Davis knew there was no good outcome that was coming from that track. With precious few options, only one of them seemed like it wasn't terrible, and even then it wasn't great. But sometimes you had to go with the least bad choice you were given.

And it was with that thought that Davis pushed himself up to his knees, reaching behind him to probe himself. “Okay, buddy…let's see if I even have a chance of being able to handle this." With trepidation he pushed a finger against his hole, and then slightly inside. Another wince, it felt a little less than gentle even with that tentativity, but his ass wasn't screaming in pain…he was actually rather surprised it had gotten this much better this quickly, maybe that was a side effect of the mod. A little bit more experimentation, and he was pretty sure that he was going to be extra-sensitive, but…maybe he could handle it. “All right…we'll give it a shot. But I don't wanna be shoved around the ground all over the place, that's gonna make things even worse, we need to find a place where I can at least try to stay in one spot."

Veemon nodded eagerly; the fact that he wasn't showing abject glee was telling Davis how much more this was about desperation than desire. “I've got an idea, if you're willing to agree to it…"

——

Davis wasn't really sure why he'd agreed to it. He had to think there was a better way…but he wasn't at his freshest, and nothing was coming to him. Still, he had to admit, it was rather suspicious that Veemon had such an ideal spot to tie him down and bend him over in such perfect position. Or that he had everything at the ready to get him into that position.

“Are you, uh, really sure about this?" It was perhaps a bit late to be asking that question, as Veemon was lashing his wrist to a root, the last limb that had had freedom. His chest was rested on a flattened tree stump, the wood of which was surprisingly soft - it wasn't perfect comfort, but it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. His knees and ankles were held in place by more vines affixed to roots slightly farther away, a little room for movement but not much. It was as ideal as they were getting, his body at just about the right height for Raidramon, and he definitely wouldn't be able to move around much. Far too convenient to be an accident…

“I'm sure…this is the best spot I found for something like this." And that pretty much removed all doubt, Veemon had this spot all picked out beforehand. “When I thought we were gonna try it here rather than at home, I made sure there was a place where it'd be easy to get you how you needed to be. These vines should make sure you're not shoved around too much, and I shaped the top of the stomp to be easier on you."

“Guess I can't be picky now."

“Not really. Now, uh…I'm sorry, but I really need you to agree to this." Veemon held up the gag, making Davis blink. Of course, he usually wore that…but, there was a bit more to it now, now he had no other way of signaling Raidramon to stop that he could be sure the dragon would notice. Of course Veemon knew that, that's why he was making sure Davis agreed to committing to it…it all felt a touch unnerving, and yet, underneath that all was a hint of thrill piercing through. Well, he did enjoy taking some risks, after all...his mouth opened, and Veemon applied the gag, effectively putting him at the mercy of what was to come.

And Veemon wasn't wasting time. Stepping over and standing back, he triggered the armored evolution, taking the familiar shape in a flash. To Davis's surprise, he was already unarmored, rather than them having had to manually remove it. Raidramon chuckled a bit at the look in the human's eyes, that anxiety having vanished in that same flash, replaced by a look of raw lust and aggressive determination. “Heh, surprised me, too…we're too far away from my armor, so it didn't draw back in. Didn't even know it could do this…gonna see if Izzy can write a subroutine to make it a standard option. But for now…rrrr, yes, I have something to take CARE of…"

Davis felt almost like prey as Raidramon circled around him, the dragon's footsteps almost a warning of what he wanted and planned to take. And he was realizing this definitely wasn't ideal, they didn't have the help that they had before, he was taking this dick raw. And he was pretty sure Raidramon wasn't going to allow himself to be kept out like before, there was a look in his eyes that suggested he didn't have as much control as he usually did. Suddenly Davis was questioning if he could really handle what was coming…but it was too late for reservations, as that big body suddenly mounted up over his, and he felt the end of Raidramon's cock press flush against his ass. A little wetness seeped in, Raidramon was leaking quite a bit, and the fluid at least felt good against his sensitive hole, though it was making Davis tense up in anticipation, a reflex he fought to suppress. The last thing he needed now was to be tighter.

He felt Raidramon's slightly charged breath on the back of his neck, and then that muzzle brush against his ear. “Just trust me, Davis…and get ready for the wild ride."

Not much he could do except that at the moment…everything was in Raidramon's hands now, he was just an obligate participant. Still, the last thing he expected for Raidramon to just SLAM his way inside, that dick barging through his asshole with reckless abandon. Over half that monster was crammed into him in one fell swoop, and then he pulled back and bit and surged forward once more to hilt himself inside, making Davis jerk and writhe briefly as he felt his body protest the intrusion and sudden surge of pressure, and a flare-up of the soreness from before…but Raidramon held still after that, allowing the pain to fade and Davis to adjust. And he quickly became aware of just how much EASIER that had been than the first time around…what had required a good deal of work and effort to make possible in the first place had just been done with much less preparation and difficulty. Maybe that long, brutal ride from before had broken him in far more than their previous training had, and his subtly modded body had learned how to handle it…

He heard Raidramon growl happily above him. “Well well well…wasn't THAT a whole ton simpler? Seems like someone's learned how to take me like a champ…good thing, too, because I'm not feeling in the mood to go light. Brace yourself, bitch, this is gonna get wild."

Davis shivered…that was so much more aggressive than any of his partner's forms usually was, more than Raidramon had been previously. Maybe being pent up for so long had riled him up and made him harsher…he could only hold tight as Raidramon pulled back and then started to drive in, working his cock in and out in a way that was feeling quite familiar and quite intense. Davis was still quite sensitive, and he was definitely feeling it, an ache that ticked up here and there, a tightness that wasn't fading, and a sensitivity to that shocking that was part of Raidramon's nature. And that wasn't even counting the other things like the mild bulge in his midsection and the monumental stretching that felt like it should be creating a much bigger one. To say he was totally comfortable would have been an overstatement…

But, he was handling it. And it wasn't quite like before, either…the ride had been frantic, a sawing in and out without a moment's respite, uncontrolled and wild shocks hitting here and there, smacking their bodies together hard and fast until he was in agony, making him have to carry his own weight tenuously and desperately. Now, Raidramon was still giving him a hard ride, but the thrusts were slower, more controlled, the jolts he got were spread apart and more predictable, coming largely when Raidramon hilted in him, and he had no task but to stay in position and let Raidramon use his body for his own pleasure. And it felt a whole lot better than anything before had…enough that even his own exhausted cock was stirring again, swelling back into arousal despite still wishing to sleep, his body shuddering with growing lust and bliss.

“Oh, you like that, do you?" And Raidramon's voice was only helping with that, that forceful low growl, salacious and mildly threatening. “Love that big beast rutting your helpless ass, pounding away while you can only sit there and take it? Love feeling my massive cock stab deep into you and wrap you around me like a toy?" He kept driving in, picking up the pace as he did, punctuating some of his words with extra force as his body smacked into Davis's. “Hrrr, maybe you wanna be left tied up like this, nothing more than a vulnerable naked slut ready for the next digimon that comes by, no matter how hard they wanna rut you or how big they are…"

Of course, he was saying this all as Davis was incapable of responding - even if he could get a moan through, his voice was preoccupied with the muffled screams of ecstasy from each time Raidramon lanced him, sharpened by the occasional shock. There was absolutely no way of telling whether Raidramon was just playing it up or actually was considering such a thing, something that Davis found mutually frightening and thrilling. If they showed the same lack of restraint as he was currently getting…a stronger shock had Davis jerking in his bonds, almost seeing stars. That one had to be deliberate, it was too strong to just be incidental, and it was a bit rough on him, making his body tense hard around Raidramon's shaft, and he didn't really need it to be tighter than it was. It definitely touched a few very sensitive spots that liked the feeling, though…

Raidramon's body lowered down onto Davis's little by little over time, making more contact with the human's body. He was pulling out less and less, driving in deep and hard and quick, precum soaking Davis's insides and making the thrusting nice and slick - he moved so quick one would never had known they hadn't been able to make it get inside until earlier that day. Feeling that weight on him reminded Davis of how much bigger and stronger Raidramon really was than he was, how relatively delicate he himself was in comparison to his digimon buddy's larger forms. And yet here he was, taking everything this powerful beast had to give to him…at the very least, everything Raidramon was willing to give, though he didn't get the impression there was much holding back by the lightning lizard. And he was enjoying it, too…the pleasure was definitely building within him, his wearily erect cock swinging freely between his legs, dry but still tinging, despite the ache and exhaustion and strain from before. It might not have been as robust as it would have been if he were fresh but it was still growing, still getting stronger, still trying to bring him once more to the pinnacle. So close, almost there, even though he could feel his body starting to wear down again, he desperately pushed back as much as he could, trying to get himself and Raidramon exactly what they needed…

He wasn't ready for the release. Davis's eyes bugged out as Raidramon let out a snarl, and suddenly the dragon was cumming HARD, speaking seed absolutely hosing his insides down with a furious force that felt almost as sharp as his thrusts. But it wasn't just the fluid, but the discharge, potent and powerful and sustained this time, spreading through his body more as the dragon's seed filled him, lighting up his nerves in a bind-melting cavalcade that arrested even his hoarse voice, leaving him silent as he was charged up beyond anything he'd ever imagined. It was too much for Davis to even imagine holding back his own climax, his release tearing through him to join in the wild cacophony of rapture, though he was still far short of being able to produce any of his own seed. His overstrained mind threatened to give out on him, it was all too much too quickly to process and he was on the verge of passing out from it completely.

But then came some relief…Raidramon's electrical discharge ebbed, allowing the human's vision to clear and his head to catch up with everything. The dragon was still unloading into him, and Davis could feel his gut getting heavier and more swollen with that thick fluid, rounding his stomach quite visibly. There were still light jolts inside him, but not to the level that could have taken his head out of the game, just making him wince slightly as his body protested against the continued exceeding of his limits. All Davis could really do was rock bank and forth, try to get Raidramon as satisfied as he possibly could, those robust jots still coming, over and over…how pent up WAS Raidramon, this had to be way more than he shot the first time, and he thought THAT was a massive amount!

By the time the dragon's climax finally receded, Davis felt a rather sizable bulge distending his gut, almost feeling like it would slosh around a bit if he moved it, though that might have just been his imagination. He was panting hard, sweating like it had been Flamedramon's heat pouring over him, feeling almost as weary as when they'd stopped running, though he couldn't deny a deep and enduring satisfaction, the sensations of pleasure had left him sated in a more proper way, feeling better than after that earlier ordeal. As he slumped down a bit, Davis felt Raidramon pull out of him, his thick cock slurping loudly as it drew out of his overstretched asshole…the moment he was out, Davis felt his ass warp quickly to close back down, not allowing much of that cum to rush out of him. Despite the pressure, it didn't seem to be in any hurry to escape him…he couldn't help but wonder how long it would be before it did come out.

“Damn…I pumped you nice and full, didn't I?" Raidramon snickered as he eyed and nudged that swollen belly as he walked around Davis. “Heh, it's a good look for you. Already looking forward to next time I can make it happen." Davis flushed a bit; that was certainly a promise that this would become more regular, and he couldn't say he minded that in the slightest. “Though I think perhaps next time we won't get me to the point where I feel like I'm gonna explode if I don't get off. That wasn't exactly a thrill a minute."

A sentiment Davis could agree with, even if he had to admit that the sharper behavior had kind of been exciting. Then again, there wasn't anything saying Raidramon couldn't come up with that with a clearer head of his own, right? Davis's thoughts on that were interrupted by the feeling of his limbs gradually getting freed, Raidramon cutting or releasing the vines as needed to get the human back able to move around. Not that he was doing so very quickly, Davis found his limbs to be rather shaky and rubbery, and was struggling to rise up under his own power, especially with the extra liquid weight currently occupying approximately 300% of his gut. With some help from Raidramon, he managed to get up so that he was leaning against the dragon for support, and Raidramon carefully walked him back to their campfire spot to sleep properly. It felt like a longer trek than it was, but eventually they made it there, and Davis was able to lay down in a comfortable spot, allowed to resume the sleep that had been so unceremoniously interrupted before.

“Hey…" Davis craned his head up, eyeing Raidramon's slight smirk as he looked at the settled-in dragon. “Maybe next time we come out here…we can leave the gag at home."

Davis blinked a couple times, the implication taking a moment to process. “…I'll think about it."

——

“You need to learn to keep your door locked when you go out! Who knows when someone might come in that you don't want coming in?"

Tell me something I don't know, thought Davis resignedly. Obviously he wasn't letting on to Joe that he had been the unwanted visitor, but he was going to remember to lock his door before he and Veemon got down and dirty from now on for sure. “We left in a rush, it was kinda spur-of-the-moment. Next time I'll take a few seconds to remember that, okay?"

“I'm only trying to look out for you."

“Yeah, yeah. You really should learn to settle down a bit, you know? And you know I'm not the first person to say that. Or even the six hundredth."

“Right, sure, yeah. What even was going on that had you running out so quickly?"

“Ah! Uh…" Davis scrambled to come up with something. “Feast! A big huge party with lots of food! I mean, it wasn't, uh, exactly something we were formally invited to, but you know how we like to be party crashers sometimes!"

“Again? You're gonna get into trouble with that one of these days. And is that why it looks like you swallowed a beach ball?"

“Ahaha…well, I mean, it was REALLY good food…"

“You're gonna have to learn to control yourself or you're gonna stay round like that for a lot longer, and you might not enjoy that so much. Well, whatever, just mind your door next time. I'll try to catch you for the next time we're getting together."

“Sure. Thanks, Joe." Davis watched Joe leave, then let out a sigh of relief as soon as the door was closed. Back he went to the bedroom, where Veemon was on the computer, though he turned as the human entered to grin at him. “A big feast, huh? Really good food, huh?"

“Shut it. Not like you were helping." Davis laid back down, grunting a bit; his belly was still decently distended, though not quite as much as last night. “Woulda thought I'd get this out more easily…"

“Maybe the mod has something to do with that. But hey, at least you're not gonna be hungry for a while!"

“Ha ha. Maybe we oughta see how you like it."

“Not unless you start packing about fifty times bigger balls. How're you feeling, by the way?"

“Better. Not so worn out. Still not easy holding this much stuff in me. I hope that's not your prelude to asking me to bend over again."

“Nah. I'm gonna wait on that until you've got that all out of your system. A lot more fun to fill you up when you're on empty, eh?" Davis rolled his eyes at Veemon's cheeky grin. “Oh, don't give me that look, you were diggin' it when I got a little free and loose with my tongue, I could tell."

“I was barely aware of what was going on, so don't read too much into it."

“Uh-huh." The disbelief in that reply was almost tangible. “Wanna lay bets on how soon you'll be begging me to let Raidramon have another go at you?"

Davis looked over at Veemon suspiciously. “And just what might you be thinking about as far as 'bets' go?"

“Mmmmaybe a few different things. Maybe you'll have to just take it to find out."

“Or maybe I'll just pass and you'll have to do your devious plotting some other way."

“Bah. No fun." Veemon turned back to the computer, temporarily thwarted. Still, Davis had to allow himself a grin; cheek aside, the dragon had a point, he had reason to look forward to getting another go at Raidramon. Maybe he wouldn't be quite so swollen up next time, but there was no doubt he'd have his fill…