A Night With Meicrackmon

End.

The moment you wake, your eyes are flashed with a soft yellow light.

You feel like you've just stepped out of an eternal daze. Everything feels tripped out, groggy and unkempt. The world is spinning for the few moments you struggle to collect yourself. Upon blinking your eyes fully open to a warm blue morning sky, the memory of last night comes rushing back.

Being humped wildly by your partner.

Fucking her silly in just about all of her holes.

Tasting her, both inside and out.

And you've got no regrets.

The only downside to that would be the laundry you'll have to do once you get home. Even though Meicrackmon stripped you of your clothes, the two of you still managed to make a mess big enough to splash your outfit. You look over at your pants and your shirt which had been thrown to the side.

You assume those little stains are droplets of dried cum...

And that big stain there must be Meicrackmon's own aftermath. The gargantuan squirt she experienced. Probably both.

Gross.

You sigh and relax against the tree. Only now do you realize Meicrackmon isn't beside you. But you needn't look too far; the moment you turn your head, you find the Digimon standing alone beneath the sun, staring off into the deepest reaches of the forest.

You call out to her and she responds immediately, leaving the spot she stood in to come back to your side.

You notice she's no longer as well-endowed as you made her to be. Her breasts have been reduced to their normal size, a bit on the smaller side. Her once-curvy hips are... still pretty curvy, as you'd expect from a feminine Digimon, but they're certainly not as shaped as last night. Those sweet breeding hips are gone.

Over night, the moon cycle has fallen away, leaving Meicrackmon in a rather normal state of mind, and the digital form you bestowed upon her was automatically changed back.

Not that it changes how she feels about you.

To her, you're still treasure. Invaluable treasure meant to be kept close and held onto. Meicrackmon kneels beside you, not caring for the fact you're still butt-naked. The two of you exchange a brief loving stare. There is no anger. No dominance to be upheld. No viciousness. Just you, her, and the strengthened bond you share.

Meicrackmon hugs you from the side, cuddling into your body. Her tail wags gently, her body soothed by your presence alone.

Smiling, you hold her closer and give her a little kiss on the forehead.

The moon cycle, a blessing and a curse, has gone. But what it left behind was something much more desirable than pleasure.

A Night With Meicrackmon - End