Renamon awoke many hours later, her eyes still glued shut from the ejaculate that had stuck her eyelids together. After summoning the will and energy to move her tired, aching limbs, she started to wipe the dried crust off of her closed eyes. It was difficult, but when her eyes finally opened she found herself inside the cave, the sun rising over the hills to the east.
She sat up, her fur peeling off the floor of the cave as memories of last night returned to her. So it wasn't a dream, she realized. She was still covered in what must have been gallons of the creature's ejaculate. As she turned to look at Rika, she noticed that not only was Rika human again, but the creatures were gone, leaving behind only the two girls and the huge mess coating them and the floor of the cave.
Carefully, she picked herself up. Her tail was plastered to the floor, and it was a chore to get it out of the sticky mess. Once she was on her feet, she nudged Rika awake. Her entire body was sore. She tried to say "Wake up, Rika," but she realized her throat was still sore, and it was difficult to talk. She would probably have difficulty eating later, as well. It seemed the cum that had been in her belly had pooled on the cave floor where she'd been laying overnight, which at the very least would make it possible to eat at all.
Rika's eyelids tensed as Renamon saw her run into the same problem she did upon awaking. Renamon helped her clean the crust from her eyes and got her onto her feet. "Come," she said, her voice hoarse but at least audible, "let's wash up and go home."
All Rika could manage was a gentle nod, as she and Renamon stepped into the clearing outside and walked towards the nearby pond.
The water was cool and refreshing, and it helped to ground them in reality. Whatever daze that remained after the night before melted away in the cold water, although Renamon could feel herself becoming slightly aroused at the thought of coming back. She knew that as disgusting as it had been, she wouldn't have given it up for the world. They both had the same thought, but didn't have the courage to discuss it with each other. After all, they'd both been raped, no matter how much they wanted it now.

As they walked away from the pond and towards Rika's house, Renamon spoke, her voice improving but not by much, "What shall we tell your family? We were gone all night."
"We could tell them we went camping. We've done that before," Rika said.
"...but we're going to go back again, right?" Renamon asked softly after hesitating.
Rika sighed. Or was that a shudder?
Renamon knew what she was thinking: that if the monster had remained until they had awoken, they would still be impaled on its cocks, despite their weariness. That very thought caused her pussy to stir, anticipating their next visit. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long.