Hot in the park
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Category:
Digimon › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,923
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Digimon: Digital Monsters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Hot in the park
This is my first attempt as a story
Disclaimer: I don’t own Digimon.
Chapter 1: Drinkie
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It was a sunny summer day, it was hot and muggy. Poor Guilmon was stuck in his shelter, and though it had offered some shade, the humidity made it harder to bear.
Guilmon: It’s hot in here; I wonder when Takatomon is coming back.
Just then he saw Impmon walk by drinking a bottle of some liquid. Guilmon called him over.
Impmon: Hey there Guilmon, how ya bearin’?
Guilmon: It’s hot Impmon. Could I have some of what you’re drinking?
Impmon: What you mean this stuff?
He held up the bottle and swished the contents around for a while.
Impmon: You wouldn’t like it.
Guilmon watched Impmon as he took a swig of the white liquid.
Guilmon: Oh, why not?
Impmon: It don’t taste as good as it looks.
Guilmon: Please Impmon? I’m really thirsty.
Impmon: Alright, I’ll teach you how to make it yourself.
Impmon finished off his drink and motioned for Guilmon to come over. He took hold of Guilmon’s member and shoved it into the bottle. It began to harden.
Guilmon: HEY! What are you doing?
Impmon: Just relax; it’s just like milking a cow.
Guilmon: But, I’m not a cow and I don’t think I can make milk.
Impmon: Trust me, you can and will.
Guilmon: Ok, when I make some milk then I’ll have it with some of Takato’s yummy peanut butter sandwiches. Look, there’s Takato now.
Guilmon pointed out to the beginning of the path where Takato was and Impmon turned around to look. Takato was carrying some bread and peanut butter to Guilmon’s shelter. Impmon took off into the trees.
Guilmon: Impmon, where are you off to? You’re supposed to be teaching me how to make milk.
Impmon: Figure it out yourself. I’ve gotta split for now. I’ll be back when you learn how to do it yourself.
Guilmon: But how am I supposed to figure it out if I don’t even know what to do?
Impmon was too far away to answer and Takato was at the gate. Guilmon quickly turned around and tried to pull off the bottle before Takato came inside.
Takato: Hi there Guilmon, how’s it going?
Guilmon was huddled in the corner and all Takato got in response was a series of grunts.
Takato: Guilmon, are you alright boy?
Guilmon turned his head to respond.
Guilmon: Takato, I’m stuck.
Takato took a moment to snicker a bit.
Takato: Well of course you’re stuck Guilmon, you’re locked in here.
Guilmon: No, not stuck like that...
He turned around
Guilmon: like THIS.
Takato turned a bright shade of red to see what kind of predicament Guilmon had gotten himself into.
Guilmon: It’s stuck like this and I can’t get it off.
Takato: How did you get it stuck THERE in the first place?
Guilmon: Well, I was hot and I saw Impmon drinking something so I called him over. I wanted to have some of what he had, but he said that I should make it myself. He stuck it on and when you came, he left.
Takato: And what drink could you make by sticking a bottle in that area? Weewee drink? Sounds pretty disgusting.
Guilmon: Well, Impmon said that I could make milk.
Takato: You’re a guy Digimon, how can you make milk?
Guilmon: Well that was what I said, but....listen could you help me get this thing off before I explain anymore?
Takato: Sure boy.
Takato took the bottle in his hands as Guilmon sat down and he started to pull on it. The bottle was stuck pretty well on Guilmon’s member since it was so big when fully erect, but Takato kept pulling.
Takato: Wow this thing’s stuck on tight. I’m not hurting you too much am I?
He looked up to Guilmon and saw him staring into the air, mouth agape and heavily breathing. Takato asked if Guilmon was ok.
Guilmon: Just...keep...pulling.
Takato continued to pull at Guilmon’s request. Soon, Guilmon started to buck against the bottle as the pleasure he was receiving grew more intense. His heartbeat continued to rise and the buckings came in harder and faster.
Guilmon: Takato, I feel like I’m going to....UGH!
Guilmon’s hot juices spritzed in the bottle, filling it with his fluid. The now exhausted Guilmon fell on his back and was panting heavily. Takato was able to pull off the bottle by now and was careful not to spill the precious fluid.
Takato: So now what?
Guilmon propped himself up with his elbow and motioned Takato to drink it. Takato scrunched his face expecting to taste something awful and took a sip of the juice.
Takato: Well I’ve got to admit this stuff is pretty good. It’s not exactly milk, but it’s sweet.
He brought some over to Guilmon and he drank it heartily.
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Notice how Takato was so willing to do stuff for Guilmon? Might be fun in future chapters.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Digimon.
Chapter 1: Drinkie
--------------------------------------------
It was a sunny summer day, it was hot and muggy. Poor Guilmon was stuck in his shelter, and though it had offered some shade, the humidity made it harder to bear.
Guilmon: It’s hot in here; I wonder when Takatomon is coming back.
Just then he saw Impmon walk by drinking a bottle of some liquid. Guilmon called him over.
Impmon: Hey there Guilmon, how ya bearin’?
Guilmon: It’s hot Impmon. Could I have some of what you’re drinking?
Impmon: What you mean this stuff?
He held up the bottle and swished the contents around for a while.
Impmon: You wouldn’t like it.
Guilmon watched Impmon as he took a swig of the white liquid.
Guilmon: Oh, why not?
Impmon: It don’t taste as good as it looks.
Guilmon: Please Impmon? I’m really thirsty.
Impmon: Alright, I’ll teach you how to make it yourself.
Impmon finished off his drink and motioned for Guilmon to come over. He took hold of Guilmon’s member and shoved it into the bottle. It began to harden.
Guilmon: HEY! What are you doing?
Impmon: Just relax; it’s just like milking a cow.
Guilmon: But, I’m not a cow and I don’t think I can make milk.
Impmon: Trust me, you can and will.
Guilmon: Ok, when I make some milk then I’ll have it with some of Takato’s yummy peanut butter sandwiches. Look, there’s Takato now.
Guilmon pointed out to the beginning of the path where Takato was and Impmon turned around to look. Takato was carrying some bread and peanut butter to Guilmon’s shelter. Impmon took off into the trees.
Guilmon: Impmon, where are you off to? You’re supposed to be teaching me how to make milk.
Impmon: Figure it out yourself. I’ve gotta split for now. I’ll be back when you learn how to do it yourself.
Guilmon: But how am I supposed to figure it out if I don’t even know what to do?
Impmon was too far away to answer and Takato was at the gate. Guilmon quickly turned around and tried to pull off the bottle before Takato came inside.
Takato: Hi there Guilmon, how’s it going?
Guilmon was huddled in the corner and all Takato got in response was a series of grunts.
Takato: Guilmon, are you alright boy?
Guilmon turned his head to respond.
Guilmon: Takato, I’m stuck.
Takato took a moment to snicker a bit.
Takato: Well of course you’re stuck Guilmon, you’re locked in here.
Guilmon: No, not stuck like that...
He turned around
Guilmon: like THIS.
Takato turned a bright shade of red to see what kind of predicament Guilmon had gotten himself into.
Guilmon: It’s stuck like this and I can’t get it off.
Takato: How did you get it stuck THERE in the first place?
Guilmon: Well, I was hot and I saw Impmon drinking something so I called him over. I wanted to have some of what he had, but he said that I should make it myself. He stuck it on and when you came, he left.
Takato: And what drink could you make by sticking a bottle in that area? Weewee drink? Sounds pretty disgusting.
Guilmon: Well, Impmon said that I could make milk.
Takato: You’re a guy Digimon, how can you make milk?
Guilmon: Well that was what I said, but....listen could you help me get this thing off before I explain anymore?
Takato: Sure boy.
Takato took the bottle in his hands as Guilmon sat down and he started to pull on it. The bottle was stuck pretty well on Guilmon’s member since it was so big when fully erect, but Takato kept pulling.
Takato: Wow this thing’s stuck on tight. I’m not hurting you too much am I?
He looked up to Guilmon and saw him staring into the air, mouth agape and heavily breathing. Takato asked if Guilmon was ok.
Guilmon: Just...keep...pulling.
Takato continued to pull at Guilmon’s request. Soon, Guilmon started to buck against the bottle as the pleasure he was receiving grew more intense. His heartbeat continued to rise and the buckings came in harder and faster.
Guilmon: Takato, I feel like I’m going to....UGH!
Guilmon’s hot juices spritzed in the bottle, filling it with his fluid. The now exhausted Guilmon fell on his back and was panting heavily. Takato was able to pull off the bottle by now and was careful not to spill the precious fluid.
Takato: So now what?
Guilmon propped himself up with his elbow and motioned Takato to drink it. Takato scrunched his face expecting to taste something awful and took a sip of the juice.
Takato: Well I’ve got to admit this stuff is pretty good. It’s not exactly milk, but it’s sweet.
He brought some over to Guilmon and he drank it heartily.
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Notice how Takato was so willing to do stuff for Guilmon? Might be fun in future chapters.