"I'm starting to like them, I kinda want to keep them," answered Renamon as kept rubbing her belly, feeling torn between her desire to fight, and her responsibility to these eggs, which made her add, "But there is no way I can fight like this,"
"That's easy," said Anon as he tapped on his phone.
Renamon wondered what he was doing but her answer came when she saw an icon appear on the corner of her vision, the icon itself was a box in-between a pair of clamps, and a rising percentage. She watched as her belly and teats shrunk until she was back to normal, however, she could still feel her eggs stretching her womb as well as the pressure of her milk wanting to come out of her teats.
"There, data compression turned to the maximum setting," said Anon before adding while wiggling his eyebrows, "No matter how many more eggs I put in your belly, and no matter how much more productive your teats get, you won't show a single sign on the outside."
Renamon just looked at her torso dumbfounded, and placed a hand on her belly.
"Didn't you wonder how you managed to fit fourteen eggs in there? Digi eggs are quite large, and fourteen of them would certainly make your belly bigger than your whole body," said Anon with a chuckle, then he added, "Your body started to compress the data just before it got too big for you to move around. On a side note, you should be able to control your size with some practice, that's the same ability that allows digimon to eat huge amounts of food regardless of size and shape."
Hearing Anon's explanation, Renamon once again remembered her dream, and blushed at the implications, the thought of being that big, and full of eggs, was making her feel horny and giddy like never before. Also, she hummed at the tidbit she learned about herself, and other digimon as well, but that was something that she never gave it much thought.
"That doesn't explain how that's even possible in the first place. I shouldn't be able to produce this many eggs at once," said Renamon. It seemed she wouldn't be able to avoid being a breeder, but at least she would be able to fight, and that was more than she could hope for.
"I think it's because of the Digisoul, and each time I came inside you meant a new clutch of eggs. Also, I could reformat every digimon you ever killed and absorbed, each one will be guaranteed to generate at least one additional egg. The stronger ones will probably generate quite sizable clutches, just one tap on the screen and you'll one of the most productive egg factories this world and the Digital World have ever seen," explained Anon with grin as his explanation went on Renamon became even more flustered, it was clear to Anon that she might have pregnancy fetish but was unwilling to admit it.
Renamon was panting, and at some point one of her hands moved to her pussy. She started to masturbate before she realized she was doing it, the image of herself being a mountain of nothing but eggs was strangely enticing, and she didn't know why.
"Still, you don't have to worry about your eggs if you get into a fight. The max level compression ensures that nothing sort of deletion will harm them. At this point your womb is practically a pocket dimension, and if necessary, I can transfer the eggs to the internal storage of the Digivice," explained Anon, and that answered some of Renamon's questions and alleviated some of her worries. He looked at the horny vixen and said, "So, how about it? We still have some time before I get up to make breakfast, and I have a lot of mods I wouldn't mind trying. Wanna know how is like to be fucked while being filled with the equivalent of a population of a large village."
"That's easy," said Anon as he tapped on his phone.
Renamon wondered what he was doing but her answer came when she saw an icon appear on the corner of her vision, the icon itself was a box in-between a pair of clamps, and a rising percentage. She watched as her belly and teats shrunk until she was back to normal, however, she could still feel her eggs stretching her womb as well as the pressure of her milk wanting to come out of her teats.
"There, data compression turned to the maximum setting," said Anon before adding while wiggling his eyebrows, "No matter how many more eggs I put in your belly, and no matter how much more productive your teats get, you won't show a single sign on the outside."
Renamon just looked at her torso dumbfounded, and placed a hand on her belly.
"Didn't you wonder how you managed to fit fourteen eggs in there? Digi eggs are quite large, and fourteen of them would certainly make your belly bigger than your whole body," said Anon with a chuckle, then he added, "Your body started to compress the data just before it got too big for you to move around. On a side note, you should be able to control your size with some practice, that's the same ability that allows digimon to eat huge amounts of food regardless of size and shape."
Hearing Anon's explanation, Renamon once again remembered her dream, and blushed at the implications, the thought of being that big, and full of eggs, was making her feel horny and giddy like never before. Also, she hummed at the tidbit she learned about herself, and other digimon as well, but that was something that she never gave it much thought.
"That doesn't explain how that's even possible in the first place. I shouldn't be able to produce this many eggs at once," said Renamon. It seemed she wouldn't be able to avoid being a breeder, but at least she would be able to fight, and that was more than she could hope for.
"I think it's because of the Digisoul, and each time I came inside you meant a new clutch of eggs. Also, I could reformat every digimon you ever killed and absorbed, each one will be guaranteed to generate at least one additional egg. The stronger ones will probably generate quite sizable clutches, just one tap on the screen and you'll one of the most productive egg factories this world and the Digital World have ever seen," explained Anon with grin as his explanation went on Renamon became even more flustered, it was clear to Anon that she might have pregnancy fetish but was unwilling to admit it.
Renamon was panting, and at some point one of her hands moved to her pussy. She started to masturbate before she realized she was doing it, the image of herself being a mountain of nothing but eggs was strangely enticing, and she didn't know why.
"Still, you don't have to worry about your eggs if you get into a fight. The max level compression ensures that nothing sort of deletion will harm them. At this point your womb is practically a pocket dimension, and if necessary, I can transfer the eggs to the internal storage of the Digivice," explained Anon, and that answered some of Renamon's questions and alleviated some of her worries. He looked at the horny vixen and said, "So, how about it? We still have some time before I get up to make breakfast, and I have a lot of mods I wouldn't mind trying. Wanna know how is like to be fucked while being filled with the equivalent of a population of a large village."
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June 2, 2023
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