Harrison was a chronically busy man, doomed to work in the seemingly endless cycle of waking, working, and sleeping in an eternal, soul-sucking loop. At only 5 feet tall and with his long curly hair and chubby body, the early 20-something was unspectacular for the most part. At his office job he went through the motions, filing away papers as human and Digimon alike shuffled around him, breezing their way through the day until they could finally make their way back home.

The same was true for Harrison, who eagerly made his way to the train station once the day was over, loosening his tie and spreading his legs on the train ride home, gazing at his fellow passengers.

"Man, Gab would love to get his hands on that one." he said in his head as he laid eyes on a muscle bound man, holding onto a bar, gripping it tightly as the train jostled and rocked. Sporting shorts that only barely covered his ass and crotch, Harrison watched the sweat drip down his hairy, beefy legs, while his tank top, wet from sweat, clung to his chiseled body, the hard nipples poking out prominently.

But most notable was his bulge, which was barely contained by the tight fabric. It was practically obscene, but he kept his thoughts to himself, his headphones drowning out his thoughts with ska music, and his bag kept his own hardening boner covered. And after a long, boring ride, the stocky office worker made his way to his apartment, his cock growing slightly harder the closer he came to getting home.

His steps grew harder, more excited as he climbed the straits, his keys dangling in his hands, until he unlocked the door, walking to his bedroom…

An walked in to see his partner, blindfolded and on his knees, his plump asshole up and ready for fucking. Harrison gaze at it for a bit, lightly grazing his hand along the round ass cheeks, listening to his lover purr lovingly at the sensation, while moaning, eager to be used.

But before he could use his fucktoy Harrison turned on a camera in the corner of the room, his heavy footsteps music to his partner's ears. Once the camera was on, Harrison, in view of the camera, dropped his pants, kicking off his dress shoes and climbing on the bed, the mattress creaking under their combined weight, his cock pointed straight at his partner's asshole.

And then came the question that had become second nature to the pair.

"You ready for a good fuckin'?" Harrison asked.

"Yes, master! Use my nasty hole, sir." replied Gab, his Gabumon.

And with that Harrison pushed his head up against the loosened ass, already pre-slicked by the Gabumon before he got home. His live-in slut had prepared for today's shoot, and as his master's girthy 8 incher pushed its way inside of him Gabumon moaned in slight pain as it stretched his tight Digimon hole. He hung his head low as it shoved into him, until he felt his master's large, hairy testicles lightly smack against his own crotch, with his cock slowly emerging from its slit.

"Sir, I-I don't think I can take it!" Gabumon said, and in response Harriosn grew aggressive, reaching his hand to shut the Digimon up as he began to fuck the small beast, eagerly slamming his hips into Gabumon, who moaned into his hand. He made sure to fuck the Gabumon hard, smacking into the tight, plump ass that massaged his hardened cock, the warm, velvety ass gripping his manhood.

The bed creaked louder, and Gabumon felt his body rocked back and forth by his master's thrusting, as he felt his ass get looser and wetter from his master's pre. Looking up at the camera with his huge puppy eyes, as if begging for someone to stop him from being bred, until he felt himself being snatched up and flipped over, now straddling his master's crotch as he laid down on the bed.

"M-master please, I can't take much more!" Gabumon pleaded before screaming as his master slammed harder and harder up into his warm ass. Now kneeling, he held onto his knees as he was pounded, with Harrison grunting and smacking the adorable Digimon's ass cheeks, feeling their smoothness, and gazing at their redness as he smacked into them with his hips.

"Tell them who owns this ass!" Harrison commanded as he fucked his Digimon, with Gabumon crying from the abuse his ass took, while the ratty bed shook under their weight, and the power and roughness of Harrison's fucking.

"You own me sir!" Gabumon shouted. "I'm addicted to your cock, sir! Please let me have your cum, sir!"

And at that, Harrison slowed down, allowing Gabumon to slowly lift himself off of the cock, feeling the delightful burn of his reddened, tender ass hole as he finally felt it slip out of him. Climbing off the bed and off screen, Harrison grabbed the camera and got it up close to Gabumon's ass, giving the camera full view into the opened asshole, with Gabumon lightly rubbing the slightly puffy hole, the sting pleasing him and his partner. Still holding the camera, Harrison's cock came into contact with Gabumon's face, and the furred monster took it balls deep, tasting his own ass juices as he sucked off his master. Harrison moaned, feeling his cock massaged by his Digital Monster's mouth, the Gabumon lightly tugging the balls with his hands, moaning as he tasted the pre and juices, until he felt himself having his head held down as Harrison thrusted.

Harrison grunted, his breath rough as he abused his partner, briefly releasing his cock from Gabumon's mouth to smack the Digimon in the face, then jerking off audibly, until he finally came to his climax!

"Fuck, I'm gonna fuckin' come!" Harrison roared as he released his hot semen all over his Digimon's pelted face, Gabumon closing his eyes as he felt the hot, sticky mancream splatter all over his face. It was disrespectful to the Weregararumon whose data he used to make his pelt, but they didn't care. The degradation, the rough sex, the pair loved every second of it, and as his master's cum started to slow down, Gabumon lapped his master's cock with his rough tounge until it was cleaned of semen!

The two looked at each other, Gabumon's huge eyes staring up at Harrison as the chubby man turned the camera off, throwing it to the bed and taking off his shirt as he knelt down to kiss his partner. Feeling the Digimon's warm, soft paws on his shoulders, the two returned to the bed, hugging each other close while they made out, their sweat marking the bed, until they had fallen asleep, holding each other in their arms, while they snuggled with each other.

The next day, as the morning sun shone over his eyes, Harrison woke up to see Gabumon's cute face deep in sleep, his eyes closed, and his rotund stomach slowly rising and falling as the Digimon laid on his side.

"I'll let 'em sleep in today." Harrison whispered to himself, grabbing the camera and walking to his desk, slowly sitting down and getting to work editing the video they had made together, making adjustments to their voices, and blurring out any identifying aspects of the pornographic movie they had made.

Harrison seemed like a regular mild mannered guy to those who knew him, especially the other workers of the Digimon Sanctity Office, a department devoted to helping investigate instances of Digiphilia, and arresting those who committed sexual crimes against Digimon. In a world where Digimon and humans co-existed, there were many who sought to use Digimon for sexual gain, trafficking them from the Digital World for prostitution, and much worse. While not illegal, Digimon and Human relationships were frowned upon, and of course forbidden among those in DSO.

Unfortunately for the noble organization, one of their own had fallen for the partner Digimon that the very organization had provided for him 3 years ago as a fresh recruit, and now, all those years later, they were one of the top creators of DigiFans, their love making videos earning them hundreds of dollars every month.

"Boy, looking back at it is always hotter for some reason." his Gabumon observed sleepily, shuffling up next to him and planting a kiss onto Harrison's cheek. The two watched quietly as Harrison worked, with the Gabumon's tail lightly wagging as they looked back at their previous lovemaking.

"You know, if you want me to cook tonight I can." Harrison offered, knowing that his poor partner must've been tired from yesterday, not only being fucked but shopping and cleaning the whole day.

Gab rubbed his partner's thighs, looking longingly at his lover. "I'd love that Harry. Especially since I need to wash my pelt." he said with mock annoyance.

"Well, you could've asked me not to cum all over it." countered Harry, with Gabumon huffing as he walked away.

"Luckily this doesn't need to be dry cleaned!" Gabumon said, walking away to put his pelt in the washing machine as his lover watched those round cheeks move up and down with each step as they peeked out from under the fabric.

Moving back to looking at the screen, Harrison noticed a small notice out of the bottom of his eyes, an E-mail icon blinking with an urgent red dot. Clicking to check it, Harrison was taken aback by the content of the message, and he felt a lump in his throat.

"W-whoa...I gotta tell Gab!"