Impmon's Joke by Imouto Kitten

Commissioned by irvinegamer

Matsuda Takato wasn't having a very nice day. The stress of class and 
getting curb stomped by Hirokazu at the Digi-Battle Card Game he could 
handle, but he was nearly at his wits end trying to rein in Guilmon and 
Calumon's hijinks, the unintentionally destructive duo's innocent fun 
having nearly caused severe collateral damage to the school building 
more times that day than the tamer wanted to think about.

Fortunately, it was the last period of the day and he would soon be free 
to go play in Shinjuku Park where there was fewer things for his 
rambunctious digimon and his tiny friend to break. Less fortunately, 
Takato had been so busy trying to avoid any of the school's faculty and 
staff from discovering the two toddler-like digimon that he hadn't had a 
chance to use the toilet all day, and his bladder was now quite full. To 
make matters worse, instead of something like Japanese or math, a class 
where he could tune out the teacher and focus on holding, his last class 
of the day was gym class, where he'd be expected to stay in motion and 
to keep well-hydrated, and thanks to short-circuiting Guilmon and 
Calumon's latest stunt, he had been late to class and had to rush to 
change into his gym uniform with no time to take a pissin order to 
line-up with his classmates before Ms. Asagi would chew him out for 
being late.

Takato winces when Ms. Asagi announces, "Today, we're playing boys 
versus Girls dodgeball."

Deciding getting chewed out by the teacher would be less humiliating 
than wetting himself from a dodgeball to the bladder, Takato calls out, 
"Ms. Asagi, can I go use the restroom before we start?"

"Matsuda, that's 'may I go use the restroom', and no you may not!" Snaps 
the teacher, Takato snapping to attention at the reprimand as she 
continues, "You've used that excuse several times today, and I'm 
starting to think you're just trying to skip class. Besides, if you 
really needed to go that badly, you wouldn't have lolligagged on the way 
to class and would've had plenty of time to go while changing for gym." 
With that, she blows her whistle, signalling the start of the game.

'Just my luck,' thinks Takato as he tries to split his focus between not 
leaking and not getting hit, 'The one time I really need to go instead 
of just trying to get out of class before Guilmon and Calumon make a 
mess, she doesn't believe me.'

As the game progresses, Takato surprising himself with how well he's 
managing to avoid getting hit, he's grateful that Ruki doesn't go to his 
school, as he's sure the Digimon Queen wouldn't hesitate to capitalize 
on his plight and go out of her way to try and nail him square in the 
bladder with a dodgeball, though he's too distracted by his desperation 
to notice Juri deliberately targetting other boys when she has a clear 
shot to knock him out of the game.

When Ms. Asagi blows her whistle and calls for a mandatory water break, 
Takato shudders as he brings his water bottle to his lips, consuming 
extra liquid for his kidneys to turn into pee the last thing he wants to 
do even as he wonders why he remembers that now instead of during last 
week's test on the urinary system.

Fresh liquid working its way through his system, Takato can barely focus 
on the game once it resumes, and on more than one occasion, the ball 
misses him by mere inches as his bloated bladder grows ever more 
distracting.

The tamer takes periodic glances at the clock built into the scoreboard 
that's used when they play basketball in the gymnasium, and it is during 
one of these glances, revealing that its almost time to be dismissed 
that Takato fails to notice the dodgeball on a collision course with his 
lower abdomen. His distraction would've spelled doom for the goggleboy's 
bladder, but for Juri interposing herself between Takato and the ball, 
taking the hit, not that Takato really notices, so distracted by his 
desperation, even as the impact causes the girl to stumble, landing on 
her hands and knees, giving the boy a very nice view of her buruma-clad 
butt that would have him stammering shyly if he could think clearly at 
the moment.

Instead, Takato seems to not notice Juri right in front of him, nor Ms. 
Asagi blowing her whistle to declare, "Katou, Out!", the only thing 
managing to breakthrough his desperation fogged mind being the 
announcement a minute or so later of, "Time to wash-up and get ready to 
leave.

As the other boys in his class hit the showers, the sound of running 
water doing his aching bladder no favors, Takato runs straight to the 
toilets, only to be struck with terror at the sight that awaits him. For 
every toilet and every urinal has been reduced to a pile of smoldering 
porcelain fragments.

Had the tamer been able to think straight, he might've wondered if this 
was the aftermath of Guilmon doing some target practice with Pyrosphere, 
but instead, all he can think of is making a break for it and trying to 
reach another restroom.

Grabbing his school bag from his gym locker, Takato doesn't even think 
about changing out of his gym uniform as he runs out of the Boys' room 
and out of the school, making a beeline for Shinjuku Park.

Unbeknownst to the desperate tamer, the culprit behind the boys' toilets 
being destroyed had been lurking in the shadows, and Impmon chuckles to 
himself that the first casualty of him letting off some steam with his 
Bada Boom happened to be one of those goody goodies trying to enslave 
Digimon and limit their fun, the little devil deciding to follow the 
goggleboy and see what happens.

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After a cross-city run, Takato reaches the park, ignorant of his 
stalker's presence, still in the white t-shirt and dark shorts of his 
gym uniform. Deducing that the boy must be absolutely bursting, the 
demonic digimon decides to run ahead to Takato's likely destination to 
foil any hope the tamer has of obtaining the relief he so clearly needs.

Reaching the stone hut housing the park's single occupancy, unisex 
bathroom, Impmon briefly ponders repeating what he did at the school, 
but upon noticing the key hanging next to the door decides that he has a 
better idea. Grabbing the key, Impmon locks the door to the restroom and 
then hides in the nearby bushes to enjoy the show.

Impmon doesn't have long to wait before Takato comes running up the dirt 
path, the tamer grabbing the door's handle with one hand, his other 
fisted in the crotch of his shorts. Much to Takato's dismay, the door 
doesn't budge, and after a glance to where the key normally hangs 
reveals it to be gone, the goggleboy simply hopes that there's someone 
inside who will be out shortly.

Takato bangs on the door with his free hand, Impmon grinning as, 
naturally, there's no response from within the empty, locked bathroom, a 
grin that only widens as Takato gives up on getting in, and with both 
hands now gripping his boyhood through his gym shorts, the tamer starts 
waddling towards the bush the digimon is hiding in.

Just as Takato is about to reach the bush, Impmon jumps out with a yell, 
startling the tamer and making him stumble backwards, landing on his 
butt in the dirt, the little devil laughing uproarously at the boy's 
reaction.

However, the jolt of hitting the ground is more than Takato's bloated, 
overburdened bladder can take, and though he maintains a deathgrip on 
his crotch, the tamer is helpless to prevent his golden waste water from 
streaming through his fingers, darkening his shorts even more than they 
already are and turning the dirt beneath him into mud as a puddle 
spreads out around him.

When he's finally done wetting himself, Takato, nearly in tears asks his 
tormentor, "Why did you do that?"

Halting in his laughter, the demonic Digimon replies, "Think of it as 
payback for trying to control digimon and stop them from having fun!"

"But I've never tried to stop Digimon from having fun..." protests the 
boy, looking rather pathetic sitting in a pissy mud puddle of his own 
making.

"Yeah, right!" declares Impmon with a sneer, I saw how ya got in the way 
everytime Guilmon and Calumon tried to have any fun today."

Takato opens his mouth to contradict Impmon's accusations when he 
notices something pointed and red sticking out from the dark purple skin 
around Impmon's crotch and instead asks, "What's that?!"

Following Takato's finger to where it's pointing and noticing that 
witnessing the tamers humiliation and subsequently berating the boy has 
gotten him aroused, Impmon replies, "What's the matter? Ain't ya never 
seen a digidick before?"

"A digi-dick?" asks the boy, seeming to barely comprehend the concept of 
digimon having such bits of anatomy.

Instead of answering the boy's confused question, Impmon starts circling 
the tamer, taking in his pissy, muddy form from every angle and silently 
admitting that Takato's pretty cute, for a human at least, not that the 
demonic digimon would ever speak suchh thoughts aloud.

"Let's say I'm willing to give yer way of thinking a try?" Says the 
digimon contemplatively, "How far are ya willing to go to prove yer 
right?" Grinning devilishly, he adds, "and more importantly, how far are 
ya willing to go to keep me from telling those other humans and all yer 
pet digimon about what I just saw? I bet that Girly with the Renamon and 
that little bunny dog would get a real kick out of taunting ya fer 
pissing yerself like a little baby just hatched from its digi-egg."

Blushing at the thought of the other tamers learning of his humiliation, 
but also determined to prove Impmon wrong about the relationship between 
humans and digimon, Takato replies with conviction, "I'll do anything!"

"Anything?" replies the little devil, grinning evilly.

"Anything!" Insists the tamer, his confidence rather incongruent with 
his current state.

Stopping in front of the prone boy, Impmon slides off one of his boots 
before asking, "How 'bout ya start by giving me a foot massage?" The 
demonic digimon is sure the human will be disgusted by the prospect, but 
is pleasantly surprised when, instead of backing away in revulsion, 
Takato takes the proffered foot in hand and starts rubbing it. The boy 
is clearly an amateur at this, his motions awkward, but between how much 
Impmon's feet were aching and the knowledge that he's bending another to 
his will result in the little devil enjoying this more than he should 
given Takato's lack of experience, and the digimon has to bite the 
inside of his cheek to avoid letting out a moan and giving away just how 
much he's enjoying the human's ministrations.

By the time Takato is done with the one foot, Impmon realizes that he 
sat down on a dry patch of dirt at some point, and without being told, 
Takato removes the digimon's other boot to massage that foot as well.

When Takato finishes with the second foot, Impmon comments, "Ya ain't 
half bad at that." before noticing a bulge in Takato's shorts. "What's 
this?" Asks the digimon, reaching a gloved paw for the waistband of 
Takato's shorts, "Did ya get excited from massaging my feet?"

Before Takato can reply, Impmon has pulled down the front of Takato's 
shorts to reveal the tamer's tighty whities, the front of them stained 
yellow from his accident, and his boyhood clearly tenting the briefs. 
Walking behind the boy, Impmon unties his bandanna from around his neck 
and uses the scrap of cloth to tie Takato's arms behind his back.

"What are you doing?" Asks the human, confused by the digimon's actions.

"relax," replies the devil, reaching down to part the fly of Takato's 
briefs and freeing the tamer's boyhood. Getting his first glance at the 
human's dick, Impmon lets out a laugh before commenting, "Wow! What a 
tiny cock! Yer what, twice my height and weight, yet mine must be like 
ten of yers!" Takato is probably about average for his age, but compared 
to the digimon's digihood, the boy does look quite underendowed, 
Impmon's member at least twice the length and widtth of Takato's. 
Reaching out with one of his still bare feet, Impmon takes Takato's 
shaft between two of his toes, and slides up and down the boy's length. 
Having never touched himself in such a manner and having no memories of 
having ever been touched there by another being, Takato can't help 
letting out a moan as Impmon gives him a footjob, and given the boy's 
utter inexperience, it isn't long before Impmon has the tamer on the 
verge of his first orgasm. Feeling ready to burst as surely as he did 
right before Impmon had startled him into wetting himself, though in a 
somewhat different and unfamiliar way, Takato wants to scream as Impmon 
suddenly removes his foot from the tamer's member.

"Before the boy can ask the devil why he stopped, Impmon barks out, 
"Turn around and lean forward!" Doing as he's told, Takato gets further 
instructions to, "Stick out yer butt!" and complying with this command as 
well, soon finds himself with his gym shorts yanked to his knees, 
revealing that the stains on his briefs extend over most of his butt 
before they too find their way to around his knees.

Impmon silently admire's Takato's cute, little butt for several seconds 
before reaching down to give the boy's balls a light squeeze, eliciting 
another moan from the human. Standing behind the boy, a gloved paw on 
each of the tamer's half-moons, Impmon spreads them apart and spits on 
the boy's puckered anus before lining his tip up with the boy's 
backdoor.

Takato lets out a high-pitched shriek, more from surprise than pain as 
Impmon drives his red hot digidick deep into the tamer's virgin bowels, 
and before the boy can question what the demonic digimon is doing, 
Impmon starts thrusting relentlessly into the boy's bowels.

As he fucks the human's ass, Impmon experiments with the angle of his 
thrusts, listening to the boy's moans as he searches for a certain spot, 
and when Takato lets out a particularly loud moan, the devil is sure 
he's found what he's looking for, namely the tamer's prostate. Grinning 
evilly, the demonic digimon focuses his efforts on repeatedly jabbing 
his cock into that quite sensitive gland, nearly sending the human boy 
into convulsions at the jolts of pleasure that shoot up his spine in 
response. At the same time, Impmon reaches around to stroke Takato's 
member, giving the boy enough stimulation to stay on a pre-orgasmic 
plateau, but never giving the boy that extra push over the edge.

Driving the boy crazy through the combination of edging and internal 
prostate massage, it isn't long before Impmon achieves his goal as 
Takato's dick erupts with a clear fluid as his prostate is milked 
denying his pubescent balls the opportunity to release their first batch 
of mature sperm. As the boy writhes in incomplete orgasm beneath him, 
Impmon's own cock erupts as well, the devil's potent digiseed flooding 
the boy's bowels as millions of digi-sperm start the futile search for 
an egg to fertilize.

As Impmon basks in afterglow and feeling quite proud of himself for 
marking the human boy as his bitch, he realizes that his own bladder has 
grown quite full, and not wanting to extricate himself from the tamer's 
ass quite yet, decides to let go right then and there, flooding Takato's 
guts even further with hot piss.

When Impmon finally pulls out of the human's rear, his digihood wilting 
as it slides back into its sheath, the demonic digimon comments, "Ya 
ain't a bad fuck." as he unties Takato's arms and replaces his bandanna 
around his neck.

Confused by the multitude of unfamiliar sensations he's experienced in 
the last few minutes, all the human boy can manage in reply is, "That 
was nice, we should do it again sometime."

As he slips back into his boots, the little devil is somewhat surprised 
that the human wants to have sex with him again, especially given how 
rough he was, and though he's quite happy with the prospect, he replies 
nonchalantly, "I'll give it a thought, toots." Before the boy can offer 
any further reply, the demonic digimon summons a fireball on the tip of 
his finger, and with a cry of "Bada Boom!" flashes the remnants of 
Takato's accident to steam, effectively drying the boy's clothes and the 
puddle he made. When the acrid vapor has dissipated, Impmon is gone and 
Takato can see the key for the restroom on the dirt were Impmon had been 
standing moments earlier.

Realizing Impmon must of taken the key, the tamer can't help 
thinking, 'I'm glad he did. I don't really understand what he did to me, 
but I liked it, and hopefully Impmon is at least a little closer to 
understanding that humans and digimon can be friends and that neither 
needs to eliminate or enslave the other.' Its at that moment that Takato 
feels Impmon's pee trying to force its way out of his ass, and not 
bothering to pull up his shorts, he grabs the key from the dirt, jumps to 
his feet and dashes for the door.

A little ways away, a certain girl watches from the bushes as Takato 
disappears into the restroom, her green dress hiked up around her waist 
as her handpuppet mimes licking her pussy. As Juri brings herself to 
climax, she lets out a barely audible whisper, "I wonder if I can 
convince Takato and Impmon to let me join them next time."