This story takes place in Digital Dominion like Mowgli Hunt and Momano Park.
Prologue
"Hands up! This is a robbery!"
The masked man smiled as he took in the terrified bank customers and employees.
"You don't have a gun," the security guard fired back.
"I don't need one. I'm Toastmanmcface and I'm a hacker!"
Everyone gasped. Toastman pulled out what looked like a PDA. He pressed a few buttons. The guard was vaporized. Everyone screamed.
"Don't worry boys and girls he's not dead. I just sent his ass back to the real world. His mind can never uploaded into Digital Dominion again. Do what I say or you'll wonderful new lives here in this digital paradise will be over."
They quickly complied. He took all their money and valuables. He then went into the vault. Pressing a few buttons on his PDA the cash vanished. It soon reappeared in his private untraceable bitcoin stores. God he loved my job. Then he noticed the crate. Well this had to be good. He popped it open. It was filled with ...
"Toys?"
The crate was full of toys. There was a full sized dragon, an inflatable dolphin, a rubber bunny suit, a plush snake, an inflatable wolf woman, a Smurfette twice as large as a full grown man and a ..."
"Rennemon?"
He pulled out a plush of the popular anthro fox Digimon the size of a full grown man.
"Freeze!"
Goddamnit! It was Fire Wall!
"I'm Special Agent Krank. Put your hands up Toastman!"
"Nope."
He pressed a button on the PDA. Just as the teleportation began he felt a tracer round hit his shoulder.
He landed with a thud in the small quaint Japanese style house. It had been a good hideout for awhile. Located in the under construction World Showcase Zone. No one came here. It was untraceable. Until now.
"Here. Let me help you up," a sexy voice says.
"Thank you," he said, taking her hand.
He jumped back in shock. It was the Rennemon doll. She was alive!
"What the fuck?"
"What?"
"How the fuck are you alive?"
"You just basically teleport-ed from one pocket dimension to another."
"Point taken. Why were you in that vault?"
"My friends are I are the blueprints for real toys to be built in the real world. We were stored in the vault to keep us safe. Until you stole us at least."
"Us?"
Did I teleport the crate by accident? I did. I peeked inside.
"It's empty."
"Good job, the lid was off during teleportation. The others were dumped out, scattered all over Digital Dominion. We're going to have to go get them back."
"I'm not doing anything like that. That tracer round is now embedded in my code. Fire Wall will be tracking me where ever I go. I'm going on the run until I get it out."
"Not if I hide you."
"What?"
She grabbed himin a big hug.
"Uh, OK."
He started to feel himself sink into her softness. No he was literally sinking into her.
"What the hell?"
Her hug tightened forcing him further in. Soon he was totally inside her. It was hollow inside, like a costume. He turned around to face her ... face.
"Let me out!"
The hollow filled with yellow stuffing. It flooded upwards filling the body until only the head remained open. This also meant the only part of Toastman now free was his own head, from the nose up. She picked up the PDA.
"My body stuffing will mask your code. Now, let's go get the others."
The button was pressed. They were gone.
Chapter One
"The Knight of Barnaby Creek"
"Just ask her out already," Teddy grumbled.
"You're an idiot," Jay retorted.
The two 'boys' sat alone at their table in the Barnaby Creek High School cafeteria. The term boys tended to be subjective here in the Digital Dominion however. Barnaby Creek was the town where anyone who chose to return to their childhoods lived. Their bodies my have been remade as children and teenagers but their minds were still older. Jay Hathcock was thirty before he came here.
The 'her' in question was the school's It girl Abigail Mawbry. That wasn't her real name. She had clearly chosen to remake herself when she downloaded because her body was a seamless fusion of the curves of Abigail Ratchford and Demi Rose Mawby. Jay thought she looked perfect. He also knew she was far out of his league.
"At least say SOMETHING!" Teddy snapped.
As Abigail walked by Jay managed a weak, "Good luck tonight, Abigail."
"Thank you ... you."
She walked away without a second thought.
"Smooth," Teddy teased.
"Shut up," Jay snapped.
That night Jay walked downtown where the 3 Rivers Festival was well underway. Streets were blocked off, rides were set up and a stage had been erected under a tent on the court house lawn. Inside the beauty pageant was underway. I took my seat and watched as Abigail took the stage in a glittery low cut silver dress. It came as no surprise to me that she ended up winning. They placed her tiara and sash on her as a strange light flashed over head.
That's when everything went to hell. An ungodly roar screamed out of the night air. Then it arrived. It crashed through the top of the tent, landing on the stage. It took me a moment to process what I was seeing. It was a ... dragon! No it was a stuffed dragon twice the size of a man. Black with a red underbelly it was amazing. Everyone screamed and tried to run. The dragon lunged for Abigail catching her feet in it's mouth as she turned to run. It began gulping her down as if she were a snack.
"Abigail!" I shouted.
When it reached her hips it stopped. It ground it's soft felt teeth over her ass and privates. She gasped, not in pain but pleasure. It then swallowed more of her before grinding on her tits next. Finally it swallowed all of her. Satisfied it flew to the top of the fun house, curled into a ball and went to sleep.
Inside the dragon's hollow stomach Abigail gasped in terror as the hole she fell through sealed tight. What the fuck was this thing? What the fuck was going on? How the fuck was she going to do? Why the fuck was she so warm all of a sudden?
Jay looked around shocked. No one was trying to save Abigail. They were all running off saving their own asses. He was having none of it. He grabbed a bat from the batting cage and marched toward the fun house and right through the front door.
Whew! That felt much better. Her dress now lay off to the side, as Abigail continued to feel hot and bothered. The plushy wall felt nice on her bare back. She adjusted her bra again. Without thinking her hand went into the front of her panties again.
Jay climbed up the stairs that were two tracks just big enough for a single foot on either that moved up and down independently from each other. The next room was a web of tautly pulled bungee cords he had to fight his way through. From there he made his way into the hall of mirrors. He paid none of it any mind, he had a girl to save.
Now totally naked Abigail began playing with herself again. This didn't last long however. The chamber filled with foam locking her in place with only her head exposed. The foam began to massage her, sexually tormenting her. God! She needed release so bad!
Reaching a window on the top floor Jay pulled himself up and onto the roof. The dragon raised it's head to look at him. He swung the bat knocking it back out. Forcing it's maw open he climbed inside.
"I'm coming Abigail!"
The foam receded. Abigail sat panting and horny as hell. Jay dropped into the stomach with her.
"Let's get you out of here!"
"Not yet."
She grabbed him and began passionately kissing him. Really? Now? Not that he didn't want it but this was a bad place to do it. Abigail couldn't care about that right now. She pulled off his clothes and forced him inside her. Ah! Sweet relief! She began a low rhythmic fucking he'd never known imaginable. The foam returned trapping them in their intercourse which was intensified by the massaging motions.
In a flash Rennemon appeared on the roof of the fun house.
"There you are," she said to the stunned dragon.
In a second flash they were gone.
Chapter Two
Curse of the Pink Dolphin
"Put your back into it you measly little worm!"
Goddamn, why had he chosen this life? Of all the zones in the Digital Dominion he had chosen to live in the Historical Zone. A chance to relive the grand adventures of the past seemed like a sweeping grand romantic gesture, one Steven O'Rourke had been happy to make. Then he had been assigned to be a cabin boy on Captain Park's pirate ship. It had been three years of nearly 24 hour days, hard labor and little food. They had been alone on the high seas for months now, very little activity to speak off. They had nothing to show for it.
Late one night Steven was forced to mop the entire deck alone. It was punishment for accidentally knocking a barrel of rum overboard. He was not a very good cabin boy. He sighed as he looked at over the sea. God, he wanted out of here so bad. There was a strange flash over head. Strange, there were no storms scheduled tonight. Something crashed onto the deck with a loud thud.
"What the hell?"
Cautiously Steven crept forward to examine the strange object. It was a dolphin. It was a life sized pink, rubber, inflatable dolphin. It looked like some kind of pool toy.
"Where the hell did you come from?"
He ran his hand along it's slick surface. There was some kind of seam on the side. Someone must have been using it to smuggle something valuable. If he got it out it might get him back in the captain's good graces. Pressing hard he slid his hands in. Not feeling anything he kept going. Still nothing. He stuck his head in too, to look around. Eventually he had forced his whole body inside. All he found was a hollow chamber. Great. He tried to back out but found the hole gone.
"What the hell?"
The dolphin began to shake. It was very relaxing actually. The inner latex layer around him constricted, binding him in place.
"What the ..."
Before he could finish the inner layer began to vibrate, but only the spot on his crotch.
