Anon did his best to pull his still hard cock out of the vixen's pussy but the cock ring that was her cervix kept him firmly inside her, and the feeling of his cock pulling her womb down ended up waking her up.
Renamon tried to sit up but that proved far more difficult than she anticipated. She felt that her chest and belly were much heavier, and they seemed to restrict her movement. Additionally, as she moved she ended up jolting the cock plugging her pussy. She moaned as she squeezed the pillar of meat that was inside her, her vagina squeezing everything outside of her womb while her cervix became painfully tight.
Anon groaned as he felt the ring of muscles tighten along with her love tunnel and squeezed his length, which seemed to suck it back in. That feeling was followed by multiple hard objects brushing against the half that wasn't being squeezed.
"What happened?!" exclaimed Renamon as she looked at her body.
"Relax, Renamon. Freaking out won't help," said Anon as he rubbed Renamon's belly, which made the vixen relax. After a few rubs, the vixen's breathing slowed down, and a few more after that she started to purr. Once she was relaxed he asked, "Can you pass me my phone, please?"
Renamon blinked for a moment as she processed the request, while she was relaxed she was still trying to understand how she ended up like this. Still, her tamer seemed to know what was going on, so she reached out with her right hand and grabbed the phone. He grabbed it with his left hand so the device was in front of her.
Anon moved his right hand, and unlocked the phone before navigating the menu to reach Renamon's profile. With his head over the vixen's right shoulder, he read the diagnosis, and said, "Congratulations, Renamon, you're pregnant with fourteen eggs."
Renamon just looked dumbfounded at the screen before her, which was showing a list of fourteen sprites pulsating, and each sprite was that of an egg with a colorful pattern. She reached up and brushed her claw on the screen before looking down at her body, then she blushed as she remembered her dream. She rubbed her belly to make sure it was real, then she felt the muffled clicks of hard shells inside her.
"I can't fight like these, and I can't let the others see me like this," said Renamon, embarrassed. Part of her felt elated at being able to produce so many eggs for her mate, however, another part of her felt ashamed at that happiness. She did her best to become a fighter, and not end up as a meal or toy to another digimon, and the moment she got to the Human World she ended up in the exact situation she was trying to avoid.
Renamon stopped when she realized that she thought of Anon as her mate instead of her tamer.
"Don't worry, Rena, there are a few solutions to this particular problem," said Anon as he kissed Renamon's cheek, and she leaned on him wanting more.
Renamon once again stopped herself and wondered what was wrong with her.
"But first, we need to get unstuck," said Anon as he moved his hips, which made his cock tug on Renamon's womb.
"Not the first time that happened to me. You just need to pull out with enough force, I can handle it. I just need to get in a better position," said Renamon as she rolled, and Anon followed her lead. He ended up behind her while she was on all four, her milk laden teats dripping on the mattress below, and with her belly touching it. She looked behind her, at her tamer, and said, "Now, just pull."
"I never noticed that you had such a great ass," said Anon as he grabbed her ass cheeks and kneaded it like dough, then he added, "How about another round or two?"
Renamon moaned, and she bit her lower lip to remind herself that she had a situation to take care of first. With some effort she said, "As tempting as it is, we've got to deal with this first, then I might consider it depending on how it goes."
"If you say so," said Anon as he braced himself, then he asked, "Ready?"
"As ready as I can be," said Renamon as she did her absolute best to relax any muscle that might make the separation more difficult.
"Ok, I'm going to pull in three… two," said Anon as he pulled back before reaching "one", his reasoning being that Renamon might unconsciously stiffen in anticipation.
Renamon tried to sit up but that proved far more difficult than she anticipated. She felt that her chest and belly were much heavier, and they seemed to restrict her movement. Additionally, as she moved she ended up jolting the cock plugging her pussy. She moaned as she squeezed the pillar of meat that was inside her, her vagina squeezing everything outside of her womb while her cervix became painfully tight.
Anon groaned as he felt the ring of muscles tighten along with her love tunnel and squeezed his length, which seemed to suck it back in. That feeling was followed by multiple hard objects brushing against the half that wasn't being squeezed.
"What happened?!" exclaimed Renamon as she looked at her body.
"Relax, Renamon. Freaking out won't help," said Anon as he rubbed Renamon's belly, which made the vixen relax. After a few rubs, the vixen's breathing slowed down, and a few more after that she started to purr. Once she was relaxed he asked, "Can you pass me my phone, please?"
Renamon blinked for a moment as she processed the request, while she was relaxed she was still trying to understand how she ended up like this. Still, her tamer seemed to know what was going on, so she reached out with her right hand and grabbed the phone. He grabbed it with his left hand so the device was in front of her.
Anon moved his right hand, and unlocked the phone before navigating the menu to reach Renamon's profile. With his head over the vixen's right shoulder, he read the diagnosis, and said, "Congratulations, Renamon, you're pregnant with fourteen eggs."
Renamon just looked dumbfounded at the screen before her, which was showing a list of fourteen sprites pulsating, and each sprite was that of an egg with a colorful pattern. She reached up and brushed her claw on the screen before looking down at her body, then she blushed as she remembered her dream. She rubbed her belly to make sure it was real, then she felt the muffled clicks of hard shells inside her.
"I can't fight like these, and I can't let the others see me like this," said Renamon, embarrassed. Part of her felt elated at being able to produce so many eggs for her mate, however, another part of her felt ashamed at that happiness. She did her best to become a fighter, and not end up as a meal or toy to another digimon, and the moment she got to the Human World she ended up in the exact situation she was trying to avoid.
Renamon stopped when she realized that she thought of Anon as her mate instead of her tamer.
"Don't worry, Rena, there are a few solutions to this particular problem," said Anon as he kissed Renamon's cheek, and she leaned on him wanting more.
Renamon once again stopped herself and wondered what was wrong with her.
"But first, we need to get unstuck," said Anon as he moved his hips, which made his cock tug on Renamon's womb.
"Not the first time that happened to me. You just need to pull out with enough force, I can handle it. I just need to get in a better position," said Renamon as she rolled, and Anon followed her lead. He ended up behind her while she was on all four, her milk laden teats dripping on the mattress below, and with her belly touching it. She looked behind her, at her tamer, and said, "Now, just pull."
"I never noticed that you had such a great ass," said Anon as he grabbed her ass cheeks and kneaded it like dough, then he added, "How about another round or two?"
Renamon moaned, and she bit her lower lip to remind herself that she had a situation to take care of first. With some effort she said, "As tempting as it is, we've got to deal with this first, then I might consider it depending on how it goes."
"If you say so," said Anon as he braced himself, then he asked, "Ready?"
"As ready as I can be," said Renamon as she did her absolute best to relax any muscle that might make the separation more difficult.
"Ok, I'm going to pull in three… two," said Anon as he pulled back before reaching "one", his reasoning being that Renamon might unconsciously stiffen in anticipation.
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June 2, 2023
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