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After so many years of peacefully being able to visit the Digital World and tend to its beautiful environment, Sora could never imagine the horrors of the past coming back to haunt them. But sadly for the now adult woman, her past was coming back to haunt her. The sun was completely blackened out, with a dark, stormy clouds and an entire village seemingly abandoned.

Only as she walked through it looking for answers, she instead walked into a trap with a number of evil Digimon sprouting out to capture her. Without Biyomon at her side, she was helpless to defend herself as she tried to run as two large, flying bat type Digimon swooped down and snatched her by her legs, flying her through the skies as she prayed they weren’t going to drop her.

With the blood rushing in her head as she was strung upside down, Sora was thankful her kidnapping was coming to an end as they flew towards a castle. A familiar looking castle that made Sora’s heart drop as it couldn’t be. But as she was brought inside and dropped hard into the throne room, her fears were correct as the villain had returned.

“Myotismon!” The adult Digidestined exclaimed as sitting smugly on his throne, was the vampiric Digimon, Myotismon. Sora picked herself up, her long orange hair falling over her face and body as she glared at him. The evil Digimon knew exactly who she was, even with the adult before him wearing jeans and a crop top, all he could see was the young girl who stopped him at every turn from stealing the crests from her friends.

“So happy we haven’t forgotten one another, Sora? Wasn’t it? The girl with no love!” He chuckled tauntingly as Sora gripped her fists, all the bad memories from the past coming back to haunt her as hopefully Biyomon or the others would find her soon.

“That was a long time ago you monster! I’ve gotten much stronger and older since then, along with all of my friends. And you’re going to regret ever reviving and coming back to us!” Sora shouted at him as she reached for her Digivice but naturally they took it off her as it looked like she’d have to buy herself time.

“Hahaha than please, show me your strength!” Myotismon taunted her as Sora knew she couldn’t do anything and so did he. “Hehe you maybe all grown up, but you’re still a weak little girl! While me on the other side, I can show you the power that I have gained!” He chuckled as his eyes glowed red and vibrant in colour, shining brightly in Sora’s face as she flinched away.

“Stay away from me!” Sora shouted as she tried to stay away, but as she looked into his eyes, she found herself drawn to his red glow. Like they were piercing tunnels, leading into a void of curiosity for her.

“You don’t want me to stay away. You already feel it Sora, you want me to get closer, you want to gaze deeper and deeper into my gaze!” Myotismon chuckled soothingly, his voice sending chills down Sora’s spine as her legs felt like they were melting as she couldn’t move as the vampiric Digimon loomed closer to her.

“You….don’t….I…..don’t……no…….” Sora groaned as her mind felt as funny and strange as her body, unable to speak and act as whatever this light was doing to her, it made Sora loss and slip away deeper.

“Don’t strain yourself my dear. Let me do the talking and thinking for you…” He offered soothingly as his voice was in her head, Sora not evening knowing if it was him or her own mind talking.

“No!.....You’re……evil……” Sora droned as it was like his eyes was a deep spiralling rabbit hole, her whole mind and self-spinning and unravelling to Myotismon will.

“No I am not my pet, I am your master, your owner, your protector……” Myotismon chanted as Sora’s memories and knowledge of this evil Digimon was warped and altered. More and more Sora forgot who she was as all she had left to guide her was Myotismon’s words and fake memories. He was her master.

“Yes….Master…..your pet…..” Sora uttered softly as her emotions and fear slipped away as she was sent into a deep trance, a slave to Myotismon’s hypnotic will as he moulded her more to his liking and evil plans.

“That’s right. You’re no longer human. You’re a Digimon……..my Digimon pet……..let your past slip away. I am all that matters to you now!” Myotismon said delighted as she stood over Sora, gently holding her as the Digidestined was so entranced, she was softly swaying on the spot almost drooling.

“I…..am no longer human…..” Sora droned as she had no memories anyway or comprehension on what a human was. “I am a Digimon…….your Digimon pet, Master,” Sora called him as being called master by an old foe delighted the evil Digimon as Sora was now his.

“Good pet, now strip out of those clothes and into your new skin!” He chuckled smugly as he snapped his fingers, returning to his throne to sit and watch the show. Although he took no sexual interest and satisfaction from watching Sora stripping, his evil morals fed him delight at the conquest of his enemy.

As Sora pulled off her jeans and top, she was left in her underwear, still sluggishly stripping almost emotionlessly as Myotismon’s followers approached Sora with a large, shiny bundle. They waited for Sora took take off her bra and let her developed breasts droop freely as she slid down her panties and wiggled them down her legs, standing completely naked as she grabbed the yellow and blue, latex clothing.

If Sora was sentient, she would have flipped handling and having to wear latex clothing, as she gripped the shiny, rubbery clothing. She unfolded the latex bundle, revealing it to be a large, latex suit of a Digimon that should be very familiar to Sora. With a large, yellow belly and body in front, designed perfectly to her sexy frame and with the head and back being a light blue and darker strips, looking animalistic and like fur.

But Sora didn’t admire it, gripping and feeling the latex in her mitts in a happy state of hypnosis. She turned the suit around and slowly unzipped it, parting the tightly stuck rubber material and stretching it to accommodate her slim figure. Facing her master, she begun to slip into her new ‘Digimon skin’.

She stepped into the suit, threading into the legs, as the yellow latex had tightly stretched and clung onto her skin so tightly that she still felt naked, just with a tight rubbery, kinky feel. Instead of soles, her feet looked like large, beastly prints as she dressed herself up higher to her waist. Without underwear, the latex kissed and seemed to be seeping into her womanhood, as well as hoister and shape her bubble butt.

Sora took pleasure in this kinky feeling on her sensitive waist but didn’t stir from her hypnosis. She couldn’t feel it, but gently obscuring her butt was a stiff, yellow latex tail. Sora leaned down low, her breasts bouncing off one another as she stretched her arms in first into the latex folds. Despite this suit looking like it had four arms, only one of them had slips for her two arms as she treated them in, feeling as tight on her arms as her legs, squeezing and flexing her fingers as the latex rubbed and squeaked off each other, almost sounding like music to Sora that excited her.

With her arms in place, Sora dived her body in, standing up tall as her whole body was now inside the latex clutches of the suit. Her forced itself into the latex hood and full head mask attaching the to the suit, as her eyes were till exposed, looking through the slot to see her master smiling approvingly, making Sora happy.

She than wiggled and shifted the tight latex, stretching and removing all the folds to completely smoothen and fit the suit to make it dazzle and look flawless on her skin. Sora did moan though as she hoisted her breasts into the cups in the suit, boosting the size and firmness of her tits as she felt the latex almost twisting and kiss her nipples.

With her body perfectly fitted into the suit, Sora reached back and grabbed the zipper, slowly pulling it up as the latex stretched even tighter, making Sora moan as her conditioning was completed. The zip vanished as she was in her Digimon skin. She was not human, she was Master Myotismon’s Digimon pet. With the long, latex, unicorn like horn, a wolf featured mask taking away most of her identity and her yellow and blue, fake pelt. She was Gabumon.

“How may I serve you Master Myotismon?” Sora questioned as she bowed to her master, no memory of her past and thinking she was a fighting, evil Digimon as Myotismon chuckled at the reformed, brainwashed Digidestined.

“Let’s see what happens first my pet. Either some more of my pets will come to me, or enemies that need destroying!” Myotismon cackled. He has been destroyed multiple times by a number of Digidestined and their partners. The male that has a Gabumon as a partner, let’s see if he has the stomach to hurt his friend in his partner’s skin. She will give her life and obey his every command. She will be his shield to make them suffer!

Description
After so many years of peacefully being able to visit the Digital World and tend to its beautiful environment, Sora could never imagine the horrors of the past coming back to haunt them. But sadly for the now adult woman, her past was coming back to haunt her. The sun was completely blackened out, with a dark, stormy clouds and an entire village seemingly abandoned.

Only as she walked through it looking for answers, she instead walked into a trap with a number of evil Digimon sprouting out to capture her. Without Biyomon at her side, she was helpless to defend herself as she tried to run as two large, flying bat type Digimon swooped down and snatched her by her legs, flying her through the skies as she prayed they weren’t going to drop her.

With the blood rushing in her head as she was strung upside down, Sora was thankful her kidnapping was coming to an end as they flew towards a castle. A familiar looking castle that made Sora’s heart drop as it couldn’t be. But as she was brought inside and dropped hard into the throne room, her fears were correct as the villain had returned.

“Myotismon!” The adult Digidestined exclaimed as sitting smugly on his throne, was the vampiric Digimon, Myotismon. Sora picked herself up, her long orange hair falling over her face and body as she glared at him. The evil Digimon knew exactly who she was, even with the adult before him wearing jeans and a crop top, all he could see was the young girl who stopped him at every turn from stealing the crests from her friends.

“So happy we haven’t forgotten one another, Sora? Wasn’t it? The girl with no love!” He chuckled tauntingly as Sora gripped her fists, all the bad memories from the past coming back to haunt her as hopefully Biyomon or the others would find her soon.

“That was a long time ago you monster! I’ve gotten much stronger and older since then, along with all of my friends. And you’re going to regret ever reviving and coming back to us!” Sora shouted at him as she reached for her Digivice but naturally they took it off her as it looked like she’d have to buy herself time.

“Hahaha than please, show me your strength!” Myotismon taunted her as Sora knew she couldn’t do anything and so did he. “Hehe you maybe all grown up, but you’re still a weak little girl! While me on the other side, I can show you the power that I have gained!” He chuckled as his eyes glowed red and vibrant in colour, shining brightly in Sora’s face as she flinched away.

“Stay away from me!” Sora shouted as she tried to stay away, but as she looked into his eyes, she found herself drawn to his red glow. Like they were piercing tunnels, leading into a void of curiosity for her.

“You don’t want me to stay away. You already feel it Sora, you want me to get closer, you want to gaze deeper and deeper into my gaze!” Myotismon chuckled soothingly, his voice sending chills down Sora’s spine as her legs felt like they were melting as she couldn’t move as the vampiric Digimon loomed closer to her.

“You….don’t….I…..don’t……no…….” Sora groaned as her mind felt as funny and strange as her body, unable to speak and act as whatever this light was doing to her, it made Sora loss and slip away deeper.

“Don’t strain yourself my dear. Let me do the talking and thinking for you…” He offered soothingly as his voice was in her head, Sora not evening knowing if it was him or her own mind talking.

“No!.....You’re……evil……” Sora droned as it was like his eyes was a deep spiralling rabbit hole, her whole mind and self-spinning and unravelling to Myotismon will.

“No I am not my pet, I am your master, your owner, your protector……” Myotismon chanted as Sora’s memories and knowledge of this evil Digimon was warped and altered. More and more Sora forgot who she was as all she had left to guide her was Myotismon’s words and fake memories. He was her master.

“Yes….Master…..your pet…..” Sora uttered softly as her emotions and fear slipped away as she was sent into a deep trance, a slave to Myotismon’s hypnotic will as he moulded her more to his liking and evil plans.

“That’s right. You’re no longer human. You’re a Digimon……..my Digimon pet……..let your past slip away. I am all that matters to you now!” Myotismon said delighted as she stood over Sora, gently holding her as the Digidestined was so entranced, she was softly swaying on the spot almost drooling.

“I…..am no longer human…..” Sora droned as she had no memories anyway or comprehension on what a human was. “I am a Digimon…….your Digimon pet, Master,” Sora called him as being called master by an old foe delighted the evil Digimon as Sora was now his.

“Good pet, now strip out of those clothes and into your new skin!” He chuckled smugly as he snapped his fingers, returning to his throne to sit and watch the show. Although he took no sexual interest and satisfaction from watching Sora stripping, his evil morals fed him delight at the conquest of his enemy.

As Sora pulled off her jeans and top, she was left in her underwear, still sluggishly stripping almost emotionlessly as Myotismon’s followers approached Sora with a large, shiny bundle. They waited for Sora took take off her bra and let her developed breasts droop freely as she slid down her panties and wiggled them down her legs, standing completely naked as she grabbed the yellow and blue, latex clothing.

If Sora was sentient, she would have flipped handling and having to wear latex clothing, as she gripped the shiny, rubbery clothing. She unfolded the latex bundle, revealing it to be a large, latex suit of a Digimon that should be very familiar to Sora. With a large, yellow belly and body in front, designed perfectly to her sexy frame and with the head and back being a light blue and darker strips, looking animalistic and like fur.

But Sora didn’t admire it, gripping and feeling the latex in her mitts in a happy state of hypnosis. She turned the suit around and slowly unzipped it, parting the tightly stuck rubber material and stretching it to accommodate her slim figure. Facing her master, she begun to slip into her new ‘Digimon skin’.

She stepped into the suit, threading into the legs, as the yellow latex had tightly stretched and clung onto her skin so tightly that she still felt naked, just with a tight rubbery, kinky feel. Instead of soles, her feet looked like large, beastly prints as she dressed herself up higher to her waist. Without underwear, the latex kissed and seemed to be seeping into her womanhood, as well as hoister and shape her bubble butt.

Sora took pleasure in this kinky feeling on her sensitive waist but didn’t stir from her hypnosis. She couldn’t feel it, but gently obscuring her butt was a stiff, yellow latex tail. Sora leaned down low, her breasts bouncing off one another as she stretched her arms in first into the latex folds. Despite this suit looking like it had four arms, only one of them had slips for her two arms as she treated them in, feeling as tight on her arms as her legs, squeezing and flexing her fingers as the latex rubbed and squeaked off each other, almost sounding like music to Sora that excited her.

With her arms in place, Sora dived her body in, standing up tall as her whole body was now inside the latex clutches of the suit. Her forced itself into the latex hood and full head mask attaching the to the suit, as her eyes were till exposed, looking through the slot to see her master smiling approvingly, making Sora happy.

She than wiggled and shifted the tight latex, stretching and removing all the folds to completely smoothen and fit the suit to make it dazzle and look flawless on her skin. Sora did moan though as she hoisted her breasts into the cups in the suit, boosting the size and firmness of her tits as she felt the latex almost twisting and kiss her nipples.

With her body perfectly fitted into the suit, Sora reached back and grabbed the zipper, slowly pulling it up as the latex stretched even tighter, making Sora moan as her conditioning was completed. The zip vanished as she was in her Digimon skin. She was not human, she was Master Myotismon’s Digimon pet. With the long, latex, unicorn like horn, a wolf featured mask taking away most of her identity and her yellow and blue, fake pelt. She was Gabumon.

“How may I serve you Master Myotismon?” Sora questioned as she bowed to her master, no memory of her past and thinking she was a fighting, evil Digimon as Myotismon chuckled at the reformed, brainwashed Digidestined.

“Let’s see what happens first my pet. Either some more of my pets will come to me, or enemies that need destroying!” Myotismon cackled. He has been destroyed multiple times by a number of Digidestined and their partners. The male that has a Gabumon as a partner, let’s see if he has the stomach to hurt his friend in his partner’s skin. She will give her life and obey his every command. She will be his shield to make them suffer!