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Rika's House
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It was a clam Summer afternoon; the warm breeze blowing and the sky so very clear. Renamon lay sprawled out across the freshly cut grass, watching the birds as they danced around high above.

"It's such a fine day today and to think that Rika is still sleeping inside." Renamon said with a frown, rolling her eyes. "Maybe I can convince her to take a stroll through the park or just a nice walk around town. It would be a shame to waste such beautiful sunlight."

Pushing herself up off of the ground, Renamon yawned, having just enjoied a long and peaceful nap under the large oak tree in the backyard. As she made her way towards the door she felt something spark in the back of her mind, telling her that the day was about to spin wildly out of control. If only she knew to what extent...

"Rika, are you still in there?" she asked as she knocked on Rika's bedroom door.

"Yeah, I'm here, c'mon in." a tired, lazy voice replied.

Upon opening the door, Renamon's first sight was a half-naked Rika laying across an unkempt bed, with only her face covered by a quilted blanket. Renamon sighed and placed her paw over her face in embaressed discontent.

"You'll never change will you?" she chuckled, walking towards the dresser in hopes of finding her partner some pants. "Rika, what if someone else just happened to come barging in here in a hurry?"

"That would be a drag." the girl yawned with a smile.

"The things that I put up with." Renamon laughed sarcastically, removing a pair of folded pants from one of the dresser droors.

"Well, I think that I might have something to put you in a better mood, regardless of how I look when I wake up." Rika stated, pulling her Digivice out from under her pillow. "A card that I've never seen before appeared in my lap last night, almost as if by magic or something. I spent all night playing around with it, trying to find out what it does."

"Did you figure it out?" Renamon questioned.

"Why don't you watch and find out?" she replied with a smirk, holding a solid yellow card in her hand. "Digi-Modify!"

In an instant, shadowy tentacles sprung from every direction, binding and subduing the startled Digimon in seconds. Over time, they slowly transformed into leather restraints, harnases, handcuffs, and other sorts of perverted bondage gear. When the process finally subsided, the confused and terrified fox tried several times to escape her tight wrappings, but met with none such success.

"Rika, what's happening!?" she yelled, continuing to wiggle and lash about on the floor. "What's going on!?"

The girl knelt down and looked her partner in the face, smiling a devious smile. She then whispered in Renamon's ear: "For the longest time I've felt something strong inside my heart. Something stinging, something hurting, but I just couldn't put my finger on what it was. But now that I know, it should have been obvious from the start. I want you Renamon. I want to be with you, to feel every inch of you, and to become one with you in a way that we have never done before."

"No, Rika, this is wrong!" Renamon shouted. "Please don't do this!"

"We've talked enough, now it's time for action." Rika muttered softly, gliding her hand down Renamon's chest and down towards her crotch.

Though she pleaded over and over again, Rika did not stop. She sunk her fingers deep inside Renamon's pussy; pulling them out, pushing them in, moving them around while inside. Renamon's interior walls contracted tightly, having never before experienced the pleasures of the flesh. Because of the difference in size between the two, Rika began thrusting her entire fist into the captured Digimon, eliciting mixed moans of pleasure, fear, and sorrow.

Rika then stood to her feet, licked the fresh juices from her hand, and grinned. Her next plan was to...