Takato's Models by Imouto Kitten

Commissioned by Irvinegamer

As the morning sun streams in through his window blinds, Takato lays 
sprawled on his bed, nothing but a white t-shirt and matching boxers 
covering the young boy as he kicked his covers off during the night. 
Thanks to it being Sunday and thus no school, the tamer had intended to 
sleep in, and was in the middle of reliving his surprisingly pleasant 
encounter with Impmon from the other day within his dreams, a smile 
plastered on his sleeping face even as drool leaks from the corner of 
his mouth.

However, much to the boy's dismay, he is drawn from the world of dreams 
and back to the waking world by an insistant rapping on his bedroom 
window. Groaning as his pleasant dream is interrupted, he glances down 
to see that he's tenting his boxers. Blushing, he grabs his blue hoodie 
from one of his bed posts, trying to conceal his morning wood, something 
that never happened prior to being sodomized by Impmon, but has been a 
daily occurance since, He gets out of bed and walks over to his window.

Raising the blinds, the tamer comes face-to-face with the diminutive 
digital devil who had featured prominantly in his dream, and opening the 
window to let Impmon in, Takato asks, "What are you doing here, Impmon?"

"I was just in the neighborhood and decided to drop by." Lies the imp, 
not willing to admit he missed the human he now thought of as his bitch 
as he looks around the messy room and comments, "What a dump."

Stirring from the nest he made of a pile of his tamer's dirty laundry, 
Guilmon interrupts any chance the boy has to formulate a response to 
Impmon's casual insult with a whine of ,"Takatomon, Guilmon is hungry! 
Guilmon want breakfast!"

Seeing the digimon whose nightly intrusions into his dreams are 
responsible for his boyhood's current condition has done nothing to help 
the boy calm his newfound hormones, and he takes the opportunity 
provided by Guilmon's plea for food to excuse himself, grabbing a pair 
of his gray capris and a clean pair of briefs. before exiting the room, 
a hasty cry of "Don't start a fire fight while I'm gone!" thrown over 
his shoulder at the two virus types.

Locking himself in the bathroom, Takato splashes his face with cold 
water from the tap as he shakes his head, trying to clear it of images 
of him on his knees in the dirt while Impmon plows his ass and willing 
his erection to go away. Once he's composed himself, he pulls his hoodie 
on and discards his boxers in favor of putting on the briefs and capris.

Now fully dressed, Takato heads downstairs to find his parents busy with 
the mid-morning rush in the Bakery, the elder Matsudas barely pausing to 
tell their son good morning. Not wanting to interrupt his parents at 
work, He heads to the part of the Bakery's kitchen that serves the 
family's own needs and fills a basket with the day old bread his parents 
are too proud to sell, and given the warm weather outside coupled with 
the apartment's AC being on the fritz and the steam from the bakery 
rising into the living space, decides to prepare a pitcher of lemonade 
for himself and the two digimon waiting for him upstairs.

With the bread and beverage in tow, along with three drinking vessels, 
including one made of a durable plastic Takato hopes Guilmon won't be 
able to break easily, Takato returns to his room, and is both surprised 
and relieved to find, instead of evidence of the two virus types trying 
to fry each other, the two sitting around, the imp studying some things 
on Takato's desk, and the dino looking rather bored.

While Guilmon proceeds to stuff his face with all the manners of a rowdy 
toddler, Takato pours a Glass of lemonade for his guest and offers it to 
Impmon along with one of the larger rolls he kept out of the dino's 
reach, "Here, try some of the bread from my family's bakery. It's day 
old, but its still pretty good." Taking the roll without a word of 
thanks, Impmon takes a large bite and chews as he examines a notebook 
that was on Takato's desk.

The bread is a bit dry, and Impmon has to chase it with plenty of 
lemonade, and despite wielding fire like a toy, the heat is still enough 
to add to his thirst, but he eventually comments, "This grub ain't 
half-bad, and ya say this isn't even the fresh stuff?" as he takes 
another bite. Before Takato can reply, he realises that the notebook 
Impmon is studying is the one containing all of the tamer's notes on 
guilmon, and that in particular, Impmon is studying Takato's original 
sketch of the dino. Swallowing the mouthful of bread he's chewing, 
Impmon looks up at the tamer and asks, "Did ya draw this yourself?"

"Yes I did!" replies the boy, "That image was the blueprint for 
Guilmon's appearance."

"Not bad," adds the little devil, Takato puffing out his chest in 
artistic pride, deducing that Impmon likes his art even more than he 
lets on, "If yer this good with a lame lizard as the subject, I bet ya 
could do something really nice with a prime specimen such as my self."

"Um..." starts the boy hesitantly, deciding to stroke the demonic 
digimon's ego a bit, "Would you like me to paint your portrait?"

"Sure, why not?" replies the devil, Jumping up and standing in Takato's 
desk chair as the boy prepares an easil with a large sheet of white 
poster board and paints for the spur of the moment art project and 
Takato dons a white apron stained with splotches of many colors.

As the tamer slips fully into artist mode, he asks Impmon to "Strike a 
pose." and in response, the little devil puffs out his chest, 
straightens his legs shoulder width apart, and placing one hand on his 
hip, points the other hand to the ceiling, summoning a fireball on his 
extended finger as a triumphant expression crosses the digimon's face. 
"That's great!" declares Takato as he dips his brush into a mixture of 
purple and black paint to start outlining the contours of his model's 
svelt frame.

As the artist starts to get into his work, Impmon realizes a small 
problem with this plan of action as he feels a small twinge in his 
bladder as the lemonade he drank starts working its way through his 
system. Naturally, admitting that he shares such a need with humans is 
something the little devil's pride won't allow, so Impmon initially 
ignores it, but as time passes, the human taking his sweet time with 
each stroke of the brush, the digimon's bladder grows more and more 
full.

Unbeknownst to Impmon, Takato's slow and steady progress on the portrait 
of the demonic digimon has less to do with the tamer being overly 
cautious to ensure every stroke is just right and more with the artist 
being distracted as he examines every inch of his model's body. Impmon 
doesn't have the well-defined muscles Guilmon has nor the sleek curves 
that make Renamon's agility obvious at a glance, and yet Takato can't 
help thinking that the digimon before him's body conceals a greater 
power than one would expect in such a small package.

Starting to grow impatient and desperate to relieve his bladder, Impmon 
starts to tap his foot, only for Takato to reprimand, "Stop fidgeting, 
or I'm going to mess up." The digimon willing himself to hold still 
despite the growing pressure in his lower abdomen.

Having long run out of bread to eat and lemonade to drink, and growing 
bored with watching his fellow virus-type standing around and his tamer 
painting, Guilmon sneaks off without either the human or the other 
digimon noticing, and just as Impmon is about to swallow his pride and 
ask for a break, the dino returns and captures his tamer's attention 
with a cry of, "Takatomon! Guilmon went potty, and now the bathroom is 
flooding!"

"Again?" replies the tamer in exasperation, setting down his paintbrush 
and following Guilmon, he finds that indeed, the bathroom is flooded, 
the toilet overrunning from where Guilmon clearly tried to flush too 
much toilet paper at once. Sliding a hand down his face, the human 
manages to stop the running water and mop up the worst of the spill with 
some dirty towels, but the clog proves resistant to Takato's attempts to 
dislodge it with the plunger.

Returning to his room, Takato announces, "Well, looks like the toilet is 
clogged until my parents are done working the bakery for the day and my 
dad can help unclog it." Impmon shows no outward reaction to this news, 
but internally, he's filled with a sense of dread, knowing he now has no 
chance of relieving himself without running off.

Agitated by Guilmon's mishap with the toilet, Takato returns to his 
painting,, using the quiet activity to help calm his nerves as 
unbeknownst to the artist, his model continues to suffer in silence from 
a sloshing, overstretched bladder.

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Meanwhile, Juri is making her way to the Matsuda Bakery, her thoughts in 
turmoil as she stares at the Impmon card clutched in her hand, barely 
paying attention to where she's going. She has no idea who that boy 
cosplaying as the digimon depicted on the card was, but ever since she 
witnessed that boy having sex with Takato right outside the restroom in 
Shinjuku park the other day, she hasn't been able to get that scene out 
of her head. On the one hand, she feels hatred towards the mystery boy 
as it looked like he was raping the boy she's been crushing on since she 
first started thinking of boys as cute rather than icky. On the other 
hand, she feels jealousy as it looked like Takato was actually enjoying 
the boy's rough treatment of her crush. On the third hand, her girlhood 
gets all warm and tingly every time she thinks back to what she saw, and 
her dreams the last few nights have featured her mustering the courage 
to walk up to them and asking to join in instead of standing out of 
sight and playing with herself as she enjoyed the show they were 
unknowingly putting on for an audience of one.

"Ruff!" cries her handpuppet as she resorts to having a mock 
conversation with the felt toy to try and make sense of her tangled 
thoughts, "You should just tell Takato how you feel!"

"But what if he doesn't like girls?" Replies Juri, voicing her biggest 
insecurity, "He seemed to like what that cosplaying boy was doing, and 
while I'm sure he was on the verge of wetting his gym shorts, he didn't 
seem to notice when I practically had my butt in his face after letting 
that dodgeball hit me."

"Ruff! You'll never know if you don't ask!" insists the puppet, 
"Besides, even if he did enjoy what that other boy was doing, maybe he 
likes both boys and girls!"

"I suppose, but-"

"Ruff! Besides, if you stay quiet, he might never notice you even if 
he'd be receptive to your confession! Plus, You'll need to confess to 
him if you really want a threesome with Takato and the mystery boy."

Juri blushes at the puppet's words, knowing that the puppet saying that 
is practically the same as her admitting such a desire aloud herself.

Realizing that she's reached the Bakery, Juri halts her conversation 
with herself, still not entirely sure what to do regarding her feelings.

Entering the bakery, Juri barges through a door marked 'employees Only' 
without slowing down, not slowing in her stride as she calls to her 
crush's parents, "Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Matsuda!"

The two adults barely acknowledge the girl with a cry of "Takato should 
be up in his room." As Juri passes through the kitchens and climbs the 
stairs to the living area, discarding her sneakers by the shoe rack and 
padding in socked feet to Takato's bedroom.

Deciding to surprise the boy she's been crushing on for months, Juri 
doesn't bother knocking as she turns the knob and pushes Takato's door 
open.

As the girl enters the room and spots the digimon standing on Takato's 
desk chair in a pose that reminds her of a picture of the Statue of 
Liberty she once saw in a book about foreign landmarks, the human boy 
isn't the only one surprised as Juri lets out a yell of, "You're that 
boy from the park!" Before anyone can react properly to her presence, 
Takato frozen in fear at being caught red-handed with Digimon in his 
room, Guilmon too naive to realize there's a problem, and Impmon too 
distracted by his bloated bladder to react normally, Juri has tackled 
the little devil to the floor and is trying to rip his head off, 
thinking its a well made mask, yelling, let's see who you really are!"

Unfortunately for Impmon, in addition to the humiliation of being caught 
off guard by a human girl and thrown to the floor by said human girl, 
having nearly twice his weight landing on top of him as he impacts the 
floor face first is more than his bladder can take and it isn't long 
before Juri jumps back, abandoning her attempts to unmask the digimon as 
the carpet beneath her knees grows warm and wet.

Freed from the human sitting on his lower back, Impmon rolls over to 
glare at his assailant, but any intimidation factor is ruined by the 
golden liquid gushing from his crotch and soaking into Takato's carpet, 
forming an ever larger wet spot.

Once Impmon is empty and still thinking he's a little boy in a costume, 
Juri approaches the still stunned devil, and stopping just short of 
stepping on wet carpet, she looks down on the digimon she caused to have 
an accident, and with maternal instincts kicking in, she bends down and 
picks up the wet, little devil and declares, "Poor thing, being careful 
to keep her arms outstretched enough to avoid getting her dress wet.

Finally snapping out of the shock of actually wetting himself, Impmon 
struggles in Juri's grip, demanding, "Hey! Let go of me, girly!"

"Oh, aren't you a little cutie!" replies Juri, leaning in to kiss the 
digimon on his cheek.

"Hey, girly! I ain't cute! Now let go of me!" cries the demonic digimon 
finally managing to wriggle out of her grip and running to hide from the 
crazy girl behind Guilmon.

Finally noticing the other digimon, "Another one? Just how many 
cosplaying little boys do you know Takato? And what is he supposed to 
be? I don't recognize him from any of the cards I have."

Finally finding his voice, Takato replies, "His name is Guilmon. He 
doesn't have any cards because I made him myself." Taking a deep breath, 
Takato prepares to deliver the real bombshell, "Juri, Guilmon and Impmon 
aren't little boys in costumes, they're real digimon."

Juri blinks a few times in disbelief, but upon realizing she didn't see 
any of the usual tells Takato shows when lying and knowing the boy can't 
lie to save his life and he only gets away with half the excuses he 
gives Ms. Asagi because their teacher is overly trusting of her 
students, the girl collapses to her knees, sitting on her heels as she 
asks in disbelief, "They're real? Digimon are real? I tackled a real 
Impmon to the floor without getting a face full of fireball?"

After getting some more day-old bread and refilling the lemonade 
pitcher, Takato manages to calm Juri from her shock and properly 
introduce her to the two virus-types. Guilmon and Juri getalong well 
almost immediately while Impmon gives the human girl the cold shoulder, 
but refrains from trying to burn her with his fire in retaliation for 
her tackling him and making him wet himself.

After enjoying a late breakfast of bread and lemonade, Juri notices the 
painting Takato had been working on when she burst in, complimenting, 
"You're a really good artist, Takato."

Blushing, the boy replies, "Th-thank you, Juri."

Juri feels a bit self-conscious about being in the room with her crush, 
the digimon she witness Takato having sex with in the park, and another 
digimon who seems to have the mentality of a kindergartener, and while 
having the two virus-types there makes her plan to confess her feelings 
seem inappropriate, she still wants to do something to try and capture 
Takato's interest, and as she examines the incomplete portrait of 
Impmon, the perfect way of doing so hits her. "Takato," starts the girl, 
blushing as she offers, "would you like me to model for you as well?"

"Uh, sure." answers the boy, feeling just as nervous about having Juri 
model for him as she is at the thought of modeling for him.

As Takato sets aside Impmon's portrait to dry and prepares a clean 
posterboard, Juri hands her puppet to Guilmon, saying, "Take care of 
this for me, okay?" the red dino seeming overjoyed at having a toy to 
play with. Approaching Takato's desk chair, an image of herself in only 
her underwear, or even completely naked, leaning over the chair with her 
butt jutting in Takato's direction, one knee resting in the chair as she 
coyly looks over her shoulder at the boy flashes through her mind, 
making her face go crimson. She wants to intice him, but surely that 
would be too bold even if they were alone, and she shakes her head to 
clear it of the image as she decides on something more subtle.

Sitting down, Juri parts her knees before lifting one foot to rest her 
heel on the edge of the seat, pulling her green dress over her raised 
knee. This position exposes the inside of the thigh that's down and the 
back of the raised thigh while also lifting the front hem of her dress 
just enough to give someone sitting at a low enough angle a view up her 
dress to see that her yellow panties match her shirt and socks. 
Interleaving her fingers, Juri rests her hands upon her raised knee 
before resting her chin upon her hands, looking not at Takato, but 
rather at a blank expanse of wall as if staring off into the distance.

As Takato begins painting Juri's portrait, the girl's mind starts to 
retread the thoughts that plagued her on the walk over, now with the 
knowledge that Impmon is a real digimon and not just a boy in a costume, 
and while she had mentioned the park when she first laid eyes on the 
digimon as he posed for his own portrait, if either the human or the 
digimon had connected her words to what she witnessed in the park, 
neither had said anything.

However, as her thoughts go round in circles, the lemonade she drank 
starts working its way through her system, and it isn't long before she 
feels a twinge from her tinkle tank. Wishing now that she had chosen to 
pose with one leg crossed over the other with her hands in her lap, her 
eyes roam over the room, looking for anything to distract her from her 
need to pee, knowing there's no way she can close her legs without 
ruining Takato's work and finding the thought of excusing herself with 
three males in the room too embarrassing to contemplate.

Meanwhile, Takato has noticed how the way Juri is sitting gives a clear 
view up her dress, his cheeks pink as he can't help but stare as he 
spends an inordinate amount of time on the detailed brush strokes that 
define the portrait version of Juri's thighs and panties.

Juri's roaming eyes notice the pink on Takato's cheeks, her own changing 
color to match as she wonders, 'did he see? Does he like what he sees?' 
and as she starts to grow hopeful that he feels the same way she does, 
the warmth in her cheeks starts spreading throughout her body, and she 
soon finds herself concerned with the possibility of soaking her 
underwear with something other than pee.

Neither human notices where the other is looking, but Impmon, who's been 
observing the two humans picks up on the shy glances they're giving each 
other, and from his spot sitting on the floor, he can see not only 
Juri's exposed panties, but also Takato starting to tent his capris, 
though the boy's painter's apron conceals this fact from Juri's covert 
gaze.

Starting to suspect that the two preteens want each other as mates but 
aren't voicing their desires for some reason, Impmon looks the girl up 
and down, and deciding she's even cuter than Takato, not that he'd admit 
that aloud, he decides to try and goad her into making a move in hope of 
having some fun with both humans.

Copying a chant he overheard some boys in the park using to tease a 
girl, Impmon calls out mockingly to Juri, "Hey Girly, I see London, I 
see France, I see someone's underpants!" causing the color in her cheeks 
to spread over her entire face and turn crimson as she realizes Takato 
wasn't the only one she was showing off her panties to. Takato opens his 
mouth to scold the little devil, but before the human boy can say 
anything, the demonic digimon continues, "And if that bulge in lover 
boy's pants is any indicator, I'm not the only one who saw."

Impmon walks over to the stunned artist and reaches under the apron to 
rub the boy through his capris. Seeing this causes Juri's jealousy to 
spike, and jumping up from her seat, she yells, "Get away from him, you 
incubus!" as she lunges for Takato and knocks Impmon to the side. 
Determined to prove she can pleasure Takato just as well, no better than 
Impmon, Juri wastes no time pulling down the front of her crush's capris 
and freeing his member from his briefs before taking it in her mouth, 
the boy nearly dropping his brush and palette as he starts moaning at 
being engulfed in a warm, wet mouth for the first time.

As Takato's brain catches up with what's happening, he sets down his 
tools and hangs his apron from the back of his easil to avoid getting 
paint on Juri before running his fingers through the girl's hair as he 
comments, "Juri, that feels amazing!"

Pulling her mouth off his cock, the shaft now slippery with her saliva, 
Juri strokes him as she replies, I'm glad you like it, Takato." Juri 
then lets out a gasp as she feels something nuzzling her between her 
legs. Looking over her shoulder, she sees that Guilmon, having grown 
bored with playing with her puppet, is sniffing at her crotch, and she 
uses her free hand to lightly smack the naive dino on his muzzle as she 
scolds, "Stay away from there, Takato gets dibs on all my holes."

"But it smells so nice!" replies Guilmon, rubbing the spot where she hit 
him.

"Lover boy sure is lucky if he gets to plow all of yer holes, Girly." 
cuts in Impmon.

Glancing back and forth between the two digimon, Juri notices that both 
of their digi-dicks have emerged from their sheathes, Impmon's looking 
quite similar to Takato's aside from its crimson coloring and greater 
length and girth while Guilmon's is a darker red to match his scales and 
tapers to a point, longer than Impmon's, though narrower for most of its 
length.

Blushing, the human girl asks, "Did the two of you get turned on just 
from seeing me suck Takato's dick? Takato still gets dibs on all my 
holes, but I guess I can at least give each of you a handjob." With 
that, she returns her mouth to around Takato's member and wraps a hand 
around each digimon's digihood.

As the girl pleasures the three males, she can feel her own arousal 
growing, nearly drowning out the signals from her bladder that she 
should be heading for the toilet. She can feel her panties growing damp 
with her juices and she wants to play with herself terribly, but her 
sense of fairness won't let her leave either Impmon or Guilmon hanging 
as she continues to blow the boy who captured her heart.

Eventually, her desire grows too much for her to hold back and she pulls 
away from Takato's member to cry out, "I can't take anymore!" as she 
lets go of the digi-dicks she was stroking and reaches under her dress 
to pull down her panties.

Though the hem of her dress hangs too low for him to see anything, the 
sight of her pale yellow undies sliding down her thighs and off her 
leggs coupled with how close he was before she interrupted the blowjob 
she was giving him makes Takato's cock grow even harder than the boy 
thought possible, and he puts up no resistance as she grabs his hips and 
pulls him to the floor before crawling into his lap.

Reaching a hand between them, Juri seeks out Takato's cock and teasingly 
slides his tip along her slit, nearly making the boy cum as he makes 
contact with a girl's flower petals for the first time.

Pressing his tip to her opening, Juri places her hands on Takato's 
shoulders before sinking down upon his cock, both preteens letting out 
loud moans of pleasure. Though she's a virgin, Takato is slender enough 
to slide through an opening in her hymen without causing her any pain, 
and being engulfed in her cozy, little cunny is more than Takato can 
take, the boy erupting within her before Juri is even fully seated upon 
his shaft.

Feeling a boy shooting off in her pussy for the first time turns Juri on 
even further, her eyes glazing over in lust even as she teases, "Did you 
cum just from sticking it in, Takato? Don't you know its rude to get off 
without pleasing your lady?" Juri starts pistoning up and down on 
Takato's shaft, inadvertantly introducing the boy to his refractory 
period as she continues, "But it's okay. I'll forgive you if you can 
satisfy me." And with that, Juri cups Takato's cheeks in her hands and 
captures his lips in a passionate kiss before wrapping her arms around 
his neck as she starts to ride him with total abandon.

As she feels herself building towards climax, another need reasserts 
itself, braking through the haze of her lust. She doesn't want to stop, 
but her tinkle tank throbs terribly, threatening to dispel its contents 
right there on Takato's lap, so with reluctance, she breaks the kiss to 
announce, "Ta-Takato, I...I need to pee. Can we take a quick break?"

Not wanting to stop and really enjoying being inside Juri now that his 
refractory period has passed, Takato reaches under Juri's dress to grip 
her butt, keeping her moving up and down on him whether she wants to or 
not as he whispers in her ear, "There's no point, Guilmon clogged the 
toilet earlier."

Starting to panic a bit, Juri replies, "What!? But I have to go so 
badly!" Sounding a bit childish, she continues even as she picks up 
pace, "If I don't go potty soon, my piddle pot is going to pop! My 
tinkle tank is totally gonna explode!"

"Sourry, Juri. You're just going to have to hold it." replies Takato, 
driving up into the girl over and over, enjoying the way she squirms in 
his lap from her need and the way her efforts to hold back the flood 
cause her to tighten up around him.

Juri can feels that she's building to a climax beyond any she's felt 
before, but she's also sure her climax will spell doom for her bloated, 
overburdened bladder.

And then it happens, Takato drives himself balls deep in Juri's pussy as 
he shoots his second load, and this is enough to send the girl over the 
edge as she throws back her head and cries out in ecstacy as her cunny 
clenches around his cock and her golden liquid gushes forth to 
soakTakato's capris and briefs.

As the two bask in afterglow, Impmon reminds them that they aren't alone 
by commenting, "That was a great show y'all put on." Makine the preteens 
both go red as the little devil's gloves, "but I think girly needs to be 
punished for making such a mess."

"Um, what did you have in mind?" Asks Juri, both curious and nervous as 
to what the demonic digimon will suggest.

"Hmm..." starts Impmon, "How's 'bout ya take off that dress and offer 
yer ass to lover boy here, or I can just take it fer myself."

"Okay," replies Juri, standing up and removing her dress, but leaving 
her socks and shirt on. Getting down on all fours, she shakes her butt 
as she stutters out, "Pl-Please Takato, Pl-Please stuff my...please 
stuff my butt with your cock!"

Growing hard again at the display before him, Takato rises to his knees 
before discarding his wet pants and cuming up behind Juri, spreading her 
half-moons and sliding inside her rear passage.

As the two preteens start rutting like a couple of wild digimon, Impmon 
orders, "Hey, Lover boy, lift her up so I can get a good look at that 
cunt of hers." Hugging Juri to his chest, Takato grabs her knees and 
pulls her thighs up and apart, forcing all of her weight on where his 
cock is fucking her ass and leaving her freshly fucked pussy on full 
display as Impmon approaches.

"Sweet looking cunt ya have there girly." comments Impmon as he lines up 
his tip with her opening, "I bet you'll be a good choice fer the first 
human cunt I fuck."

As he teases her with his tip, Juri realizes just how much bigger Impmon 
is compared to Takato, and remembering how full she felt with Takato 
inside her, she can't help voicing her conclusion in a panicked tone, 
"Wait! There's no way it'll fiIIIIIIII!" Her protest is cut off and 
proven mostly wrong as Impmon mercilessly rams himself what would be 
balls deep if he had external testicals into Juri's pussy. Though her 
insides stretch to accomodate his greater length and girth, her hymen 
isn't able to do the same and the imp smirks as while Takato got to 
claim the human girl's virginity, Impmon clearly got the privilege of 
popping her cherry.

Impmon gives Juri no time to recover as he starts to brutally pound her 
pussy, though the pain soon gives way to pleasure and all rational 
thought is driven from her mind as her two lovers seem to be competing 
to see who can give her more pleasure, ther cocks rubbing against each 
other with only the thin wall of her perineum between them.

Guilmon, no longer content to just watch his tamer and the tamer's human 
friend playing now that Impmon has joined in starts to whine, "Guilmon 
want to play too!"

Reaching around to spread Takato's ass, Impmon suggests with a smirk, 
"Hey, dino boy, how about you take lover boy's ass."

Walking up behind Takato, it takes Guilmon a moment to figure out what 
to do before he slides his dino digihood up his tamer's rear. Due to his 
tapered member, Guilmon doesn't stretch Takato's insides as much as 
Impmon, only the boy's anus being stretched more than when Impmon 
sodomized the tamer in the park, but Guilmon does reach deeper into 
Takato's bowels than the little devil did.

As Takato is overwhelmed by being on both the giving and recieving ends 
of anal, Impmon reaches up to unbutton Juri's shirt, revealing her 
perfectly formed A-cups and her lack of a bra. Without comment, Impmon 
reaches up to pinch one of her nipples as he takes the other into his 
mouth, making her moan even louder.

None of the quartet is quite sure who reaches climax first, but it isn't 
long before Juri is cumming as she's filled from both sides and even 
Guilmon manages to reach a climax, shooting his digiseed deep in 
Takato's bowels.

As the four collapse into a heap, exhaustion putting them to sleep 
one-by-one, Takato is the last to join the group nap, thinking, 'I'm 
surprised my parents didn't overhear any of that. I think we need to 
find a hideout where we can go all out even when my parents aren't 
busy.' Letting out a yawn, 'and maybe I could set up a proper art studio 
there in case Juri and Impmon want to model for me again.'