3: The Harsh Realities .
A rumble echoed through the wood, as a few trees, just hardly visible over
the others, fell into the pit.
"I. I have to. Let her go." I spoke to myself, not expecting an answer, but
still getting one. Let her go! Why? Why would you do something like that!
The voice rang through my head, giving me the biggest headache imaginable.
"She. She can still live... She can find a way from here!" I cried back,
holding my head as I rose to my feet. She will tell everyone, and your name
will become a curse! After of course she kills you, a nice slow and painful
death! I rose to my feet, heading back to the garage door. "I don't care! I
don't want her to die a prisoner! I don't care how I die! My life is over! I
AM ALLREADY DEAD, WHERE THIS BODY DROPS AND ROTS I DON'T CARE!" I cried out.
Hollering into the woods and listening to the echo ring through the woods.
The headache disappeared as I pushed the door open. She turned to look at
me, but I walked in front of her. She watched me scornfully, not knowing if
I wanted more, or was done. I picked my clothes up of the ground, and pulled
them on.
Renamon dared not say a word, just in case I was not done, SHE was still my
prisoner. But I fell to my knees, holding her head against my chest, and all
fear that she had for me left as my tears trickled over her head.
"Let me go." She growled, not yelling but yet not needing to. I tightened my
grip on her as I whispered into her ear.
"I. If I let you go. You." I paused, licking my cracking lips and releasing
her, I bent down lower, making eye contact with her. "If you find away to
get back, to where you came from. You have to take me with you." We both
gazed at each other, her eyes were filled with rage, but finally she spoke.
"Fine, just let me go." I walked behind her, once again flinching when I saw
her foot, reaching up I untied the leather around her bruised tail. Then I
climbed on top of the lawn mower and began untying the chain from the
rafters, I held it in my hands as I untied her arms. She pulled her arms in
front of her, shaking the sourness away. I tossed the chains aside, but as
they fell to the ground Renamon's fist flew at me, slamming me hard on my
jaw and sending me spiraling to the ground.

On the street, with Rika.

Rika walked along the street, with Jeri beside her. The boys had decided to
go home to spend time with their families, but Rika and Jeri could not find
their families, and were now wondering the streets, searching for their
loved ones. Both of the girls eye's darted around the streets, bodies were
littered everywhere, as other people cried by them. Neither of them said
anything, each one lost in their own tormented thoughts. Rika had regained
her "tough girl" attitude, but Jeri was once again fighting back her fears,
fighting back her tears. They turned down an alley as they herd a voice cry
out to them
"Heelp." It whispered. "Pleease. Help me." Both girls darted around the
ally, searching for the person whose voice was no more than a harsh whisper.
"Jeri! Over here!" Called Rika. Rika stared into a collapsed wall as an old
man cried out for their help. Jeri rushed over to Rika as both of them began
ripping the debris away. Both girls plugged away at the fallen wall
silently, every minute or so they would try to talk to the man, but he
couldn't hear them, he just lied there under the debris crying for help.
About an hour later the debris was cleared and the girls pulled at the man,
dragging him away from the building and into the alley. The man fought to
look at the girls, and as he saw them he began to speak.
"May the demons of Hell be slain by the Son of God!" Hollered the old man
as he died in Rika's arms. Both girls just stared. Neither knew what to do,
and neither wanted to leave the man. But another figure approached them,
Yamaki walked behind the girls, not saying anything, but watching the old
man's body. Just as Jeri began to let her tears flow the man's body grew
lighter. Rika opened her eyes, to see her own hands, threw the old man's
head.
"Wha. Rika?" cried Jeri jumping away. The man grew dimmer and dimmer,
until finally the three figures were alone.
"So. It is true." Spoke Yamaki. Both girls jumped up, startled by Yamaki's
appearance.
"What! What just happened?" Yelled Rika turning around to face Rilley, Jeri
also moved beside her, but stood in silence. Yamaki smiled to himself
digging his hands into his pockets.
"That man just went through the opposite of a biomerge. But his data was
too unstable and was deleted. So to put things blunt, he vanished."
Explained Yamaki. The girls stared at him in awe, until Rika broke the
silence.
"A side effect of your omega project?" She snapped back at him. Moving
closer to him as her blood began to boil.
"No, we don't know why it's happening. But I can guarantee you that the
Omega project had nothing to do with it." He removed his hands from his
pockets, turning around and looking into the crumbling city.
"Sorry if I don't take your word as gospel." Rika retaliated.
"Look, we made many human trials, and all of our subjects are still here."
Yamaki removed his glasses and turned, facing Rika. The two of them glared
at each other as Jeri stood there, watching them both.
"You mean this is happening more than just with him?" Questioned Jeri as
she slid in between them. Yamaki pushed his glasses back onto his face as he
began explaining to Jeri.
"Yes, but not with just the dead, even the living are starting to
disappear. We don't have much knowledge as to why this is happening, but we
do believe that it is connected with the digital world, so I came out here
in order to-"
"-To get us to help you." Rika finished.
"Yes. I'll explain more to night. I need you two to gather your other
friends, and their digimon companions, bring them to the tower tonight, and
then we'll explain everything." Yamaki finished walking out of the alley and
away from the girls.
"And what if were not willing to help you?" Hollered Rika. Yamaki turned
around as Rika marched over to him. "What if we don't want to risk our necks
to fix your problem?" Yamaki turned away ignoring Rika.
"Then you and your friends have dammed this city!" He hollered over his
shoulder. Rika stopped as Jeri trotted to her side, and they watched as
Yamaki headed back to his tower. They both stood there, starring in the
direction that he had left.
"Rika, we need to go get the others." Jeri spoke while pulling at her arm.
"Fine." Rika pulled away from Jeri and began towards her house, where they
had all agreed to meet later.

Somewhere?

I ignored the pain that surged through my body and leapt on top of him,
pinning him to the ground. He did not attempt to escape, didn't struggle to
be free, he just sat there, starring at me with those emotionless eyes. I
slammed my fist into his face time after time as rage took over my body. I
wanted him to cry, to bleed, I wanted him to beg for his life. But he did
none of these, he just lied there, watching me with those cursed eyes. I
jumped to my aching feet, tossing him into a wall.
"I'll kill you! I'll KILL YOU!" I hollered out as diamonds formed around
me. His eyes dropped to the ground, but he made no sound, he allowed no
tears to fall from his God forsaken eyes. I sent the diamonds flying at him,
wanting to drive them into his skull, wanting to end his miserable life, but
pulled them away inches from his face, allowing them to graze his skin.
Blood tricked down his arms, and his eyes moved up to meet mine, but the
fear I wanted him to feel was not there, the pain he should be in did not
show in his face. I formed one diamond in front of me, not wanting to kill
him, yet, but to hear him cry first. His eyes dropped to the ground again
but still he did not run, did not attempt to defend himself. The diamond
soared at him, making a small whistling sound as it twisted through the air.
It dug into his cheek, once again not killing him, but leaving a nice sized
gash in him. He brought his hand to the gash, and studied his own blood.
"I. I'm sorry." He spoke. I lunged at him, grabbing him by his neck and
raising him above my head.
"SORRY? YOU'RE SORRY!" I squeezed my hands together, choking the life out
of him, his blood flowed over my claws as my claws dug into the back of his
neck. His face lost its color as he brought his hands around me neck. At
first I thought that this was his first attempt to defend himself, but he
didn't try choking me, he did something much worse, something that did me no
damage, but added to my fury. He embraced me in a hug as he spoke one more
time.
"I'm.. Sorry." He whispered as his lungs struggled for air. I tossed him
aside, never wanting to feel his touch again, he lied on the floor, I ran
for the door, unable to take this anymore, and fled into the woods, fled
into the silence of my mind.
So did you enjoy that? Do you think that she's gonna take you anywhere? You
fool. You pathetic fool. The voice laughed in my head as I lied there in a
mess on the cold cement floor of what once was a garage of a happy family,
but was now the memory of torment. The voice faded away as I began to speak.
"What have I done?" I questioned as tears began to pour from my eyes. I
pulled myself to my feet as the blood from my neck soaked through my black
T-shirt. I ripped my shirt away, falling from Renamon's rage, into a rage of
my own. "What have I done!" I hollered as my hand fell on the cold handle
of the sun. I picked it up studying it, I walked back over to the furnace,
and placing it in and watching it grow red. This. This shall be my mark, my
mark of shame, of treachery. I pulled the metal from the furnace and jabbed
it into my chest. Pain flowed through my body and my mind as I screamed into
the air and collapsed onto the ground, but I pressed it in harder, burning
the mark into my skin. I tossed around on the ground as the smell of
scorched flesh burned my nostrils. Finally the metal became cold, as I threw
it away and lied there drowning in pain. I looked behind me, at the open
door, and at Renamon, who stood there in silence watching me. I jumped to my
feet, and ran over to here, tripping over my own feet I fell into her arms,
in a small hug. Her muscles tightened, she wanted to crush me, and to make
me suffer, but something held her back. She pushed me away as I regained my
balance, as her eyes fell to my blackened skin, I too looked at it, at my
mark of shame, for burned into my skin, about two or three centimeters into
my skin was the outline of the sun. "I'm. sorry." I spoke as I looked up,
wanting her to look at me. But her eyes remained on the burn in my chest.
"I. Need your services." She spoke, never removing her eyes from my chest.
I turned away from her, moving back to where she had tossed me, and grabbed
my bloody shirt off of the ground.
"I'll do anything for you." I spoke as I walked back over to her.
"Do you have a computer?" She questioned, still borrowing her eyes into my
chest.
"Yeah. Why?" I studied her body, studied the damage that I had plagued her
with. Her ears were pressed against her head, drenched in sweat, her face
was dotted with tears, her hands were stained with my blood, but last my
eyes fell on her foot, which was missing a claw, still bleeding. The claw
was lying on the ground behind me, also drenched in blood. My eyes rose to
hers as she moved hers away from my chest.
"I need you to try and find out how to get me home." She explained. She
brought her hands to her face, wiping the dried tears away. My attention
fell on her hands, which were missing their gloves, and slightly quaking.
"Ok. But I don't know if I can." she turned away and started for the house,
I followed behind her, but couldn't help but notice the way that she limped,
or the way that she kept her tail pressed against her butt. She was trying
to hide it. I knew that, she carries the same mark as I. A mark that I
scorched into her. A mark that is not only burned into my body, but also
etched into my mind and my dreams. A mark that haunts and condemns my soul.
I followed behind her, also slightly limping, also in silence. We made our
way through the house, and into my room. I sat down at my computer, which
stood on a wooden desk against the same wall as the window. Renamon sat on
the foot of my bed. I turned to face her, not having the slightest idea of
what to do. "Um... How am I going to do this?" She looked at the computer
screen, trying to think of ways to explain this.
"I. Am data," She began. "The porthole that brought me here, I believe was
a digiport, a program used for transferring data." She looked up at me, as
if that explained enough. But, it could be enough to go off of. I nodded my
head and turned to the computer, as many different scenarios ran through my
mind. I sat there for about five minutes, punching commands into the
computer before Renamon rose to her feet.
"Where is your bathroom?" She asked.
"Down the stairs, next to the TV." I replied.

At Rika's house

Rika, Jeri and Takato, along with their digimon companions, were gathered in
Rika's room as Jeri gave Takato a recap of what happened in the alley with
Yamaki. Everyone looked up as Henry entered the room.
"Hey. Did you find your family?" Questioned Takato. But as Henry looked at
them the answer was clear, his eyes were red and even though he had wiped
his tears away all of them could see that he had been crying.
"Henry, what's wrong?" questioned Rika. Henry joined the rest of them, and
Terriermon entered the room behind him.
"I. Found Suzie. She's.. She's dead." He started to cry, but regained
control of himself. Jeri moved next to him, wrapping her arms around him and
resting her head on his shoulder. "I. I can't find my parents." He finished.
He looked up at them, trying to shake his emotions off, wanting to just wish
them away.
"Henry. I'm so sorry." Whispered Takato. Leomon rose to his feet and moved
behind Henry.
"All things living will end in death. But we must move on, all of us, and
live to help others." He spoke, resting a hand on Henry's shoulder.
"Why? Why did she have to die? Why couldn't I save her?" He shouted.
Terriermon jumped onto his lap.
"Don't blame this on yourself, we did what we could." Spoke Terriermon.
"Look, we've all taken losses. But now there is even greater danger. We can
hope that someone else can deal with this, and mourn for our families, or we
can push through the pain, and deal with the worlds problems." Continued
Leomon. "But what ever we are going to do.We must decide now." Rika looked
at the group, wishing that Renamon were here now. "I'll continue fighting."
She spoke, hopping off of her bed.
"I want to find my parents, but if the world needs us. I will help." Spoke
Jeri.
"I'm helping." Spoke Takato. The group shifted their eyes to Henry and
Terriermon, who starred at each other.
"I'm going wherever you go buddy." Spoke Terriermon.
"We'll stick with you guys." Spoke Henry. The group left the room, and
headed for Yamaki tower.

Somewhere?

I starred at my reflection in the mirror, at my red nipples, at my bruised
tail that waved around behind me. I turned around, watching over my
shoulder. He may still be alive, but I will be the death of him. And the
scorch marks on my ass will forever remind me of this promise. I rubbed my
butt trying to cover the marks, but my fur was singed black in the same
pattern. I turned back around turning the sink on. I let the water flow
through my fingers, as I washed Cory's blood off of my hands, and turned
around. My foot surged with pain. I looked down to see that the bleeding had
slowed down. I moved away from the sink, reaching into the shower and
turning the faucet on. I turned back to the mirror, letting the tub fill
with a good bit of water before getting in. The water stung my foot. I
slowly lowered myself into the tub, the hot water found its way into each
and every scrape on my body. But after the stinging stopped, the water felt
comforting. I lied down, letting the showerhead spray water onto my face, as
its water finally washed the tears away.
I began massaging my tits, which were finally regaining their natural color.
I tried to relax, but each time that I closed my eyes visions of him flashed
before me. He and each act that he made me do. I clenched my fists wanting
to go back up into his room, and finish the job that I started in his
garage. But I can't, not yet. I need him to find a way for me to get back to
Rika. But once there, then he better watch his back. I closed my eyes once
again, this time seeing a soothing image. Rika, I hope that she's ok. I hope
that the others were able to win the battle. I drifted away in my thoughts,
in my memories of Rika and the other tamers. I woke up about an hour later
to Cory knocking on the door.
"Renamon? Are you ok?" He called. I raised myself out of the tub, turned
the shower off, and opened the door.
"What?" I barked. He stared at me for a few moments, his eyes about twice
their normal size, he was trying not to, but slowly his eyes wandered down
to my mane, which lay flat, dripping wet, and exposed my rack. I growled at
him slightly. Once he noticed what he did he yelped an apology and scrambled
back up the stairs. I closed the door and snatched a towel off of the
windowsill. I dried myself of and made my way back to his room. Here we go.
I thought as I opened the door. Cory was standing at the window, but spun
around as I opened the door.
"Where do you want this?" I asked with the towel in one hand.
"Just set it in the hall, I'll get it later." He spoke. He came over to me,
as I tossed the towel away, his eyes fell to the ground. Good. I didn't want
him to look at me. I fought back the urge to strangle him. "Umm... I'm sorry
Renamon. Please forgive me." I brushed pass him to the window, the trees
were now gone, all that was left was his house, and his yard. If he can't
find a way out I won't make it to see nightfall.
"Did you find a way to get me back to the other world?" I asked. He paused
before answering, hurt that I hadn't given him a reply. But I couldn't.
Either way. There was no way that I could forgive him, and telling him that
would only force me to kill him now. He walked back over to the computer and
pulled up a few windows.
"I pulled up some weather charts and found a strange pattern in the wind, it
seems that there is a pattern of a substance leaking-"
"Can you get me home?" I cut him off as he rambled about weather patterns.
"Yes. I can." He answered. I sighed to myself as I stared out the window,
and he resumed his ramblings.
"The next porthole or digiport will open just outside the garage, at about
eight tonight. But. Renamon?" He pulled away from the computer screen,
turning to look at me.
"What?"
"You. promised to take me with you." He dropped his gaze to the ground,
unable to look at me. "I.. I can understand if you don't want to. I'll. I'll
stay here if you want me to." I turned away from the window. No, no, no.
You're not getting off that easy. I WILL be the cause of your death. Not
this fall. ME!
"No. I intend on taking you with me. But don't expect to be welcome." I
replied. He exhaled deeply, feeling a little better.
"So. What should we do until then?" He questioned. I glance at a clock
sitting on his headboard. It was only half past six.
"Nothing." I answered, walking away and back outside. He didn't dare follow,
which was a good thing, for if he did he probably wouldn't be coming back. I
made my way into the woods, but couldn't go more then five feet. I stared
into the black void and turned away heading back to the house. On my way
back a rumble echoed all around me, as the remainder of the woods, and some
of the yard disappeared into the darkness.
I turned away from the house, I couldn't go back in there with him. Instead
I moved over to the edge of the yard, and looked into the black void, it
looked so empty, but also so quiet, and in a way peaceful. I reached down,
retrieving a small branch that had snapped off one of the trees, and chucked
it into the void. The branch spun in the air, but never fell, it was not
affected by gravity, but I watched as it grew smaller and smaller, until it
was no longer visible. Is this what has happened to an entire world? I
looked up, to where the sky should be, but instead the same darkness plagues
the sky. Suddenly the ground collapsed around me and I was falling into the
darkness. I threw my arms up, trying to find the edge of good solid ground,
but it was too late, and I could not reach. I slammed my hands into the
ground, trying to just hang from the edge, but my hands did not strike what
was left of this world. Instead I met flesh, which wrapped around my hand. I
stopped falling and looked up to see Cory looking down at me, his arms
stretched out to me. I hung there, momentarily stunned. He could have just
had all of his problems solved, he could have left me to die, and left into
my world. But no. He saved the person that wants to kill him.
"Are. You coming?" He questioned. I instantly threw my legs up, swinging
backwards and onto solid ground. Cory rose to his feet as our eyes met
"Were you following me?" I spoke, feeling my blood begin to boil once again.
We both moved away from the edge, and back towards the house.
"No. I was coming out. To clean the garage. And saw you." He answered as his
eyes fell to his feet.
"So?" I replied, wanting to know why he was sneaking up behind me. I
clenched my fists as anger swept through my mind once again, but I fought
the urge.
"I." He paused, wetting his lips, and dropping his voice to a whisper. "I
wanted to talk with you." I entered his house as he followed behind me.
"About?" I pushed on, once again just wanting him to leave. We stopped
walking and starred at each other.
"A.About what happened." He answered, moving around me and into his living
room. Why must he press on? Can't he just drop it and leave? This time I
moved to follow him.
"What is there to talk about? You raped me! And I am going to kill you for
it!" I growled at him. I couldn't bring myself to look at him so I turned
away, starring at the shattered TV. Once again silence filled the room, but
just as I was about to leave he spoke once more.
"I don't fear death." He whispered as he sat down on his couch. I turned to
face him, but instead found myself lifting him by his shirt.
"You will fear me." I whispered back while clenching my teeth. I tossed him
back onto the couch and turning towards the kitchen. "Once I have kept my
end of the deal, then you are dead." I faced him, not wanting to leave him
in silence, but this time wanting him to speak, needing to hear how he felt
now.
"Do you know what I do fear?" He continued. I walked towards him, pretending
to care. "I fear dying. Before I can gain your forgiveness." This struck me
hard, and I couldn't help but to slam him hard in his gut. He gasped for air
as his face turned red. But I rose to my feet, and went to the kitchen. I
wanted to holler back at him, but couldn't think of anything to say.

At Yamaki's tower

"It's good that you all showed up." Yamaki spoke as the tamers entered the
tower. "It's also nice to know that you have chosen not to damn this city."
He continued as Rika entered. The tamers and their digimon entered the
tower. Yamaki moved in front of Rika glaring down at her. Rika was about
ready to say something, but I slid in between them.
"Please, just tell us what's going on." I spoke as Terriermon clung to my
neck.
"Henry, right?" Yamaki questioned. I nodded my head in agreement. "Yes,
very well then." Yamaki walked into the center of the room as a few monitors
turned on broadcasting multiple news stations. "To put things blunt, we are
beginning to believe that our would is being compressed into data, and
dispersed into the digital world. People, objects. We have lost all contact
with the outside world." The tamers starred at him in shock as they began to
understand what he was getting at. The world is disappearing.
"Yamaki. Are we all that's left?" Questioned Jeri. I stood there among
them, fearing the answer, but also not needing to hear it.
"Yes, a few miles outside of the city the world just drops off. We need you
to go into the digital world, and find out why this is happening, and stop
it." Everyone stopped, starring at each other. Leomon wrapped his arms
around Jeri as she began crying. And Takato simple starred at Guilmon. And
Rika was leaning against a wall, lost in her own thoughts. It wasn't me that
spoke first, but Guilmon.
"If the worlds in trouble," He began, still starring at Takato. "Then don't
we have to save it?" Questioned Guilmon. Once again there was silence, but
not the uncomfortable silence, but a comforting silence as one by one we
looked at each other, and gave our silent answers.
"We're in." Answered Takato. Yamaki smiled at our response, but it didn't
seem right, for Rika to come. I knew that we couldn't leave her here, but in
the digital world our digimon partners are our protectors, and without
Renamon, she would have to rely on us. Her life would rest in our hands.
"Good. We have a program that will allow us to transport you into the
digital world. But there are a few downsides." He continued. He turned back
to the monitors as Rika stepped up to join us. "We can not control where in
the digital world you are sent, and it will take a few hours to ready the
program. Are you all still in this?" He questioned, turning to face us.
"If the world is in trouble, we have to save it." I spoke. Giving him our
answer. I turned around to see the others nodding in agreement with me.
"Very well." Yamaki chuckled. "Please hang around outside, I will come get
you when we are ready."

Unknown Chamber underground.

"So. Just why are you here?" Questioned the fox creature that the emperor
had called a digimon. I can see why he wanted her with us, she was
beautiful. I think so, and Cory would think so. The perfect trap. I spun my
magic, attempting to make her interested in me.
"You must know of the problems that your world is facing? Do you not?" I
questioned. She turned to face me, her body was so perfect. But her
demon-like features also kept me ready for anything she might do. She looked
almost exactly like the creature that I had placed in Cory's dreams, but her
mane was cut short, revealing only a little of her rounded tits. And her fur
was not the yellow and white that the other one had been. Instead it was a
dark blue, and black.
"I tend to try and forget their problems, it is their affair, not mine. But
yes. I have heard that things and people are beginning to disappear. But
Cortez, what do you want with me?" I moved closer to her, wrapping my arms
around her body, she stared for a moment, but then my spell took influence
over her mind, and she embraced me. "You know, however good this feels. It
still doesn't answer my question." I released her, and began my tale.
"If I told you that the same thing has happened to my world, but that a man
saved me. A man that has control over these happenings, would you be
interested?"
"She moved closer to me, her head just reaching my chin, she pressed
herself against my body.
"Cortez, you don't need magic to turn me on" She whispered. I froze. Not
expecting her to be able to recognize my spells. "And yes. I'm interested."
I wrapped my arms around her again, whispering into her ear.
"He is merging multiple worlds, into one, one of his creation." I froze
once again, as she began kissing my neck, but then I continued. "He is
taking a few people from each world, ones that he sees fitting in his world.
And all that you have to do to escape the fate of this world, is to prove to
me that you can fit his expectations, and then pledge your loyalty to him."
She lifted herself up onto my shoulders, her weightless body didn't affect
me though, and spoke into my ear.
"If you are there, if you will be with me I will." Her tale wrapped around
my face as she continued making out with my neck, getting closer and closer
to my face. "And how do I prove that I can meet his expectations?" She
questioned. I couldn't help but smirk as my orders repeated in my mind. Find
her and have her in bed, only you will be able to tell if she can tempt
Cory, if you think that she will succeed with him, then bring her back. That
is what he told me.
"You must show me a good time." I whispered back, raising my hand up over
my shoulder and under her mane, I gave her a slight pinch. She hopped off of
me and landed softly in front of me.
"So, you want me to screw you? I don't know who the lucky one is here, me
or you." She taunted. I stepped closer to her and whispered into her ear.
"Here you are an outcast, called by many names, but none in which you
deserve. Come with me-" I probed her mind, praying that she would notice,
searching for her real name. "And the name Moonshade will no longer be a
curse." She walked over to a small bed, which was covered with many silks.
"Then let's not keep your emperor waiting." She spoke. I moved over to her
reaching my hands out and removing her gloves from her small hands. She too
fumbled with my cape, letting it drop to the floor. I lifted her off her
feet and lowered us both onto the bed. She removed my black shirt, and began
loosening my belt, I kicked my boots off as we began kissing, allowing our
tongues to wrap around each other. She slid my pants down to my knees when I
made a move that she had not expected. I slid my hand down to her pussy,
slipping two fingers in. She froze as a groan escaped her mouth, and all at
once she slipped my pants down and onto the floor. She glanced up at me as I
began fingering her, but she pulled away, lowering her head to my balls.
"My, my. I think that I am the lucky one." She spoke, as she began lapping
at my balls. She turned around, getting a better position, and giving me a
grand view of her ass.
"I dunno, but let's find out." I removed the black gloves from my hands and
slowly wedged a hand up her tight ass. She froze at once, unable to do
anything. I slowed down, fearing that I had hurt her. But as I began to pull
my fist out another groan escaped her lips and I pushed my arm further,
until I had from my elbow up buried into her ass. I pulled out as she began
groaning once again, and she also began lapping at my hard cock, allowing
her hair to tickle it as she took it in. I began fingering her once again,
as her tail wrapped around my arm. I pulled free from her, and turned so
that I could once again see her face. She wrapped her arms around my wrist,
attempting to roll me over. I felt her come hard onto my dick, which slid
swiftly into her. I rolled on top of her as she began to hump me hard. The
feeling surged through me, as if the gods themselves were with me tonight. I
began to hump back into her, matching her quick speed. She brought her hands
up to my neck, trying to rock me with our humps, but I grabbed her wrists,
and slid them behind her head, arching her back slightly I buried me face
into her mane, her tits weren't hidden by much, and as I found the I began
humping against her rhythm.
She groaned time after time as I began thrusting against her, not allowing
her to move. She panted softly as I began sucking on her nipple, licking it
as I took a breath. Her juices spilled over me as she finally loss her
battle.
"Ladies first." I chuckled. I grabbed her wrists with one hand, leaving my
other free to begin giving her nipples special treatment. I began licking in
between her tits, as my hand began foundling them. She rocked her back,
brushing her rack against my face. I could feel the pressure building within
me, but I wouldn't give in so easily, she would have to earn this. Her tail
found its way around my cock, wrapping around it and squeezing tightly each
time I came up from her. She raised her head up, and began nibbling on me
ears, allowing her tongue to sweep in with each squeeze that she gave me.
She began humping harder, groaning each time, she knew I was holding it in,
and that made her fight so much harder. She released my ear and embraced me
in a kiss, a kiss that got her exactly what she wanted. My jism spilled over
her as she finally stopped.
"Had enough?" I questioned getting off of her. She looked up at me as her
breath steadied.
"I don't know if anyone ever told you this Cortez, but your one giant of a
man." I smirked at this. Of course I've been told that, but I understood
what she was getting at, I've managed to zap her of all her energy. I
chuckled to myself as she closed her eyes.
"What so funny?" she questioned opening one eye.
"You will meet his expectations, let's go." I spoke getting off the bed and
recovering my clothes. Moonshade looked over at me, and collapsed down
again.

"Yeah, sure, just give me a few minutes." She responded.

Somewhere?

I sat at the foot of my bed, massaging the spot where she had hit me. My
shirt lied at my feet, and my eyes gazed over the scar branded into my
chest. How could I have done this? Why? Why did I cave in? And what the hell
does Cortez want with me? I pulled the shirt back over my head. I stared out
the window, at the growing blackness. I'm losing it. I thought to myself. A
crisis has hit me, and I am simply losing it. There is no Cortez, just me.
Just Cory Grey. I turned over on my side as my mind continued to hurl ideas.
No. I can't believe that, the moment that I do, I will be crazy. There has
to be a Cortez. I can't be crazy. I sat up again, as my head began to pound.
But the clock across from my bed broke my thoughts, it was time.
I got up from the bed, snatched my wallet from my headboard, and began down
the stairs, glancing for one last time at my family's pictures that hung on
the wall. As I slipped my wallet into my back pocket, Renamon appeared at
the bottom of the stairs.
"It's time." She spoke. I nodded my head and followed her outside, the walk
that lasted a few minutes seemed to last an eternity. I surveyed everything
left in my house, in my life. But finally I was outside. We stood in silence
next to the garage. Looking for anything that could be a porthole. I studied
the ground closely as I noticed it. A few feet away from me, things began to
bend, like heat vapors. It looked like it would on a hot day, where you
could see heat pouring from the ground. I tapped Renamon on her side, and
nodded towards the spot. "Is that it?" she questioned. We both stepped
forward, studying the spot. I reached my hand out, and to my surprise, when
it touched the vapors it disappeared. I was about ready to pull out when
Renamon pushed me forward, and my head began spinning as lights flashed
everywhere. I looked through the abyss of colors, as the only other shape
that made sense was the figure of Renamon.