SORE AND SORA’ED (DIGIMON SORA TG) (Patreon)

James was ranting to Jack like he usually did whenever a new digimon episode was out.

"Ugh I can't believe that they've still done NOTHING with Sora! When will we get the adaption we deserve! All they did was give her a good design and and-"

Jack let him rant for a while before mentioning the obvious, "You're a writer, why don't you just write the Sora you want?" James stared at his phone, silent for a second until he thought aloud, "Oh right I could do that."

He put his phone aside and went for a second to his computer, but he still had file share on for all his google doc stuff and he didn't want to give Jack any more material to tease him with. ...well okay maybe he did, b-but not like that! Looking through his desk he found an old form, grabbing a pen that he didn't notice was pink, crossing out his faded name and writing Sora over it, feeling like such a perv as a warm erotic tingle filled him from just that. Well, truthfully it wasn't because of his imagining, but it was because of the pen itself, the ink glowing lightly as his cock rose, his skin tingling as the first bits of change ran through him.

"Alright for the original show, maybe making her become the main near the end for a few arcs, maybe have a weird arc where everyone b-becomes her in a weird digiverse accident. No I should move that later for her other design..."

As he rewrote pieces of her past, he didn't notice his older pics changing, a familiar face overtaking his younger years, parts of the show becoming surprisingly visceral as his skin smoothened to a creamy, perfect expanse. He felt the chill more strongly, every last hair not above his eyebrows plucked off in a way that added to the building eroticism, a few embarrassing moans leaking out as it felt weirdly good to rub his thighs together, only some of his freshly shifted skin rubbing against his cock through the boxers.

Ugh why was he getting so turned on right now? It wasn't like he was writing something all that erotic, just adding some more accidental flirting to when she met up with Taichi, mmm Taichi er um, no it was Sora who liked Taichi. Oh right he should fill out her bio properly shouldn't he? God how he loved her shoulder length, orange colored hair, the way it brushed against his shoulders, the slight orange scent it gave off with her shampoo, the ways it-

James shook his head, that shake now flinging his hair side to side as long orange locks fringed his face, his eye color shifting as his lashes grew out, a massaging, pleasure-filled buzz riding the ridges of his face as he made her his age. Hmm well maybe just a bit younger to see her wild college years, so... 20 years old?

BZZ BZZ

There was a message from Jack, something about Charo's newest dm killing him, but he'd read that later, he didn't want to get out of the mood he was in. Though now that he saw that message, he remembered he was forgetting an important element for Sora. Mimi is Sora's best friend. There we go, it was only fair to expand on her as well. James stretched a little, his spine popping, his clothes sagging over his form as he moved up through the years, sports paraphernalia forming while college textbooks filled the backpack he had stuffed in a closet, changing classes and also having a sweaty, girly scent to it as mud stains appeared on the bottom. James noticed his phone buzz once as he was writing, then again, it starting to really go off as it got a bit annoying. Jacki didn't need to go that crazy over whatever Charo had sent, though it probably appealed to his sensibilities or something. He doubted it mattered more than fixing the travesty that was Sora's interests being turned stereotypical, his body aching with pleasure as he wrote her continuing tennis till high school, and soccer into the now, muscle forming as his cock throbbed with need, the writing continuing on.

Well, he was trying to write, but there were two issues. The most pressing one was the sudden muscular surge assaulting his body, the pleasure making him loudly moan as he wriggled in his chair, all those years of sports reshaping him, burning away unappealing fat and leaving behind curves in places that he shouldn't have had any. His core had never felt this good before, compressing into a tight, muscular diamond, squeezing his sides in as his legs twitched in his pants. Some cum dribbled down them, urged on as his thighs swelled with muscle, his feet slipping out of their socks as they shrank to dexterous, dainty, callused soccer feet. It now felt unbelievably good to rub his cock with his well trained, smoothly curvy thighs. But the other distraction was less fun, James's phone going wild with texts, calls and dm's. God Jami could be so needy sometimes. If only she had something to distra- Oh there was an idea.

Izumi is Mimi's boyfriend.

"GAAAWWD~! FUUUCK F-HUUUCK STAAWWP!"

Jack was squealing, the stranger's cock plowing through where his balls had just been, his fattening ass slapping against the bed as each thrust sent waves of brown hair growing, his squeals long since risen to a cutesy soprano. Jaci could feel himself slipping, screaming as the stra- his boyfriend's teeth latched onto his ripe nipples and sucked, his cum thinning as each thrust sent their muscled abs pressing against his tip, forcing it inside. Jami needed to get James to undo this, knowing they had the pen, unsure if they knew what was happening to-

SCHLICK

"AHH AHH IZUMIIII HARDER!"

Jimi stared at the leaking crater that had been her cock, her lips moving to his mouth, her body desperate for his touch. Oh god she was losing herself she couldn't fight this her body felt so small, so sensitive, her breasts so good against his-

"I'M JAAACK I'M M-HEEE I'M M-MEMEMEMIMI-"

"You wanted it harder babe?"

"YESSSSS~!"

James smiled at his now inactive phone, wondering what got Mimi to stop bothering him, though he had a good idea from some of their sleepovers, giggling in a rising voice and twirling some hair as he went to write more. Though hmm, given some of those noises he remembered, maybe it would be fun to give himself one, or maybe even two! Er wait no he wasn't into boys and it was Sora who would- Ah fuck it what's the worst that could happen?

Taichi and Yamato are Sora's boyfriends.

Mmm~ he could almost smell their sweat, feel their heat, James wriggling harder as his thoughts strayed to the first time he had noticed a boy, Taichi bringing her along for help with volleyball, her bikini a bit snug that year. Moaning, James's nipples perked, his ass feeling strange as a rosy glow added to its flatness, his arousal not just growing, but spreading, his skin bristling with pleasure as the image intensified. He couldn't stop feeling Taichi's eyes on her breasts in that skimpy top, that warm, hot need in between her thighs that she didn't fully understand, yet the more she thought of it, the harder she had to squirm in her seat, ready for him to-

"Hey Sora, are you just gonna keep teasing us or are you going to let us have some fun? You've been moaning for ten minutes babe."

James shrieked, his arousal slightly blunted by fear as he turned around, shocked to see Taichi and Yamato in his room, their physics-defying hair and sexy good look- erm th-they just looked and sounded exactly like them!

"Um, u-um I don't under- Eh my v-voice?"

A chime rang from the devices on their arms, James unable to stop eyeing their erect junk inside their boxers while feeling his throat, the lump inside noticeably melting. The two digiboys looked at their wrists, then flashed James a hungry, smirking look, one that made his confused heart thump even faster as his erection returned with a vengeance.

"Oh so that's what you wanted?"

"So that's why you hooked our digivices to a mood reader. You should just be honest with what you want. Isn't that what you told me?"

"Aw don't be so hard on her, that's my job. Though why don't we make this a competition? Whoever gets her to cum better gets her for themself?"

They were moving towards him, stripping as they did so, their pants already on the ground, their bodies soon open as only boxers were left. Well, those and the digivices, each one with a message on it sent from Sora, James reading "I want you to dominate and fuck me."

It was only then that James noticed the pen he was using, panicking as he realized what was happening as he looked at the girly, glossy hands holding it. Oh shit oh fuck he had to undo this he had to stop before they-

"MMPH! W-WAIT I DON'T-"

Two pairs of hands were grabbing him, two cocks set free as Matt kissed him, Taichi's cock thrusting between his athletic thighs as they dragged him onto the bed.

"Heh playing coy now are we? But you want this, that's why you gave us the devices. Well your wish is our command."

James could only mumble incoherently, wondering why their cocks were so big before feeling one shove into his exposed asshole.

There was a slight tearing, or was it spreading? Whatever it was burned for a second before turning to pure pleasure, James trying to bite into his bedsheets as Taichi's cock pulled back and rammed in deeper, harder, his g spot shaking at the roughness as a long squeal was muffled by Matt's tongue. It was an unending assault, the half-formed features on his face shifting as Matt made out with him as roughly as he could, his hands finding James's nipples while his cock rubbed suggestively against his belly button, making the half-changed girl tremble as all sorts of new sensations wracked through his body. And yet, for as new and unusual as they were, parts of his memories were growing hazed in pink, all his lust for Sora shifting towards them as he could feel his preferences being fucked away. He couldn't even protest, Matt's mouth too good at shutting him up, his words coming out as moaned wet noises devoid of meaning.

As Taichi's cock dug in deeper, Jamea's head knocked against Matt, a series of small concussions from the roughness of their fucking, of being passed around like their ragdoll, mmm b-becoming their helpless p-play- There was a wet gush as his cock unloaded, more of Sora's thoughts pounding into his brain like Taichi's cock was pounding into his prostate, mashing it, denting it, his g spot rounding as each titanic plunge made his innards squirm, his hips tensing as he could feel the organ distending. It was like a second cock spreading his hips horizontally as Taichi plunged vertically, forcing him to cum as his features finished plumping and rounding to Sora's cute face, h-her cute face she mean- FUCK FUCK NO SHE WAS SLIPPING H-HE WAS SLIPPING HE COULDN'T-

"Alright Sora, I get what you want, but first, why don't you get me lubed up with your lips?"

Jama hadn't even noticed Matt's mouth had stopped kissing him, that awareness interrupted with his cock as she saw on his wrist, "I want two dicks inside me."

"MMMMGH! MMMMMPH! MMMMNNNGH!"

Both cocks were ramming him, fucking from both ends, the pressure making his already arched spine compress as inches were pressed together like his body was taffy, the concussions worsening as Matt rattled his head with the slaps of his hits, Jara groaning as his throat felt filled by it, his stomach heaving as it slapped his uvula, only for any rising fat to push up into his stiffened nipples. Now there were more cocks fucking him, these ones made of fat as they stabbed into his nipples, swirling them from inside as the flesh swelled against his lover, his ass similarly filling to cushion Taichi's fucking as he tried to scream, more and more girly feelings filling him the more they fucked him. His own cock felt so inadequate next to theirs, his head being dribbled around like a soccer ball before Matt withdrew his cock, Jora's gag reflex permanently gone now as the taste of cock now made his mouth water. Matt gave a grin before sliding his cock against Jora's body, resting only as it swiped by his own smaller cock, Jora squealing as his cock pressed against his balls.

"OHHH OOHHHHH F-FUUUUCK WAIIIT~!"

She could already, h-he could see their digivices taunting his protests with the counter, his body trembling at the thought of what was to cum, his own white bubbling out his tip as Matt pressed into his balls, his breasts swelling further as the cavity hollowed out by Taichi's fucking was being taken advantage of by Matt's cock. The flesh was so malleable, so easy to mush and move, the small, probing thrusts Matt was doing driving her insane as it was impossible to think, to deny, to do anything but take it as he felt his balls squeeze out their load, soon only clear fluids lubricating his shaft as his balls gained some give.

"Tight today aren't you Sora?"

"AHHH I-I'M NAAAWT N-HAAAAWT- OH OHH OHHH IT'S BREAKING IT'S BR-BR-"

RIIIIP~

Matt's slow thrusts ended up darting harder than expected, Jora squealing as his scrotum tore open, immediately embracing the cock and drawing it in deeper as he melted into bliss. Sora's thoughts and wants were drilling inside, Matt's shifting plunges kicking his balls past tricky corridors, slotting them into each side of his hips as she could no longer deny feeling more like a girl, sandwiched between the two as their thrusts doubled the pleasure, sending their opponent's cock in harder as Jora felt her cock crumple and shrink.

"GAAAAAAWWWD FUUUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUCK STAAHHHP I'M G-HUUUUNNNAAAAA CUUUUUUUM~!"

That only urged them on, Taichi now bouncing against her plush ass, his hands grabbing onto her breasts as they swelled one last time, her memories all coiling up inside the tip of her shrinking cock as Matt's navel slammed repeatedly against it, driving it in with furious hammering as her thoughts gushed out onto the sheets. She couldn't remember her name, or what she was so scared of, that fear fucked away as her prostate was slammed one final time into a hot, needy womb, Taichi's cock drilling further than she ever felt it before, Matt reciprocating as the force sent their lips together into a kiss as something rubbery leaked and squirmed, squished inside her hips, Sora's eyes running with tears of ecstasy as Matt's cock shoved against her retreating tip, compressing it into a clit, drilling it deeper and deeper until with one final, tearing POP, their two cocks met at her clit, Sora screaming as her pussy exploded in enraptured ecstasy.

"HNNGH HFFF OHH F-UUUUUUCK~ Fuuuuck..."

Sora panted, her two boyfriends finishing up as their cum swirled inside, her thighs swelling slightly, her breasts moving up half a cup size as her insides merely ached with the pleasure of a hard fucking. Matt gave her a few minutes before skipping to the point.

"So, who was better?"

"...um, I mean... You both were amazing and uh, l like you both... Ugh you're both amazing okay?"

"Pfft what a copout!"

Sora rolled her eyes as she got dressed, getting ready for her practice in an hour, looking over a random character sheet she had been writing out for herself because... Hmm she couldn't remember. Also why the pink pen? It wasn't like she hated anything feminine, but it was kind of... tacky?

"C'mon let's go again! I'll prove I'm be-"

"Oh so you want to lose for sure this ti-"

"Shut it! Both of you! I need some stamina for practice!"

Sora rolled her eyes as she threw the pen in the trash, rubbing her temples as they moved to leave her place, neither looking at her as they made their way to either side, making her feel small between their towering shoulders. For some reason she still had these weird memories of another world, but she assumed it was just a dream she had misremembered. Besides she didn't want to be anyone else, especially not some dumb guy! Back in her room, a pair of glasses that had fallen off to the side during the fucking had dissolved to dust, the last sign of the writer gone and absorbed into Sora's life as she planned to have some more incredible fucking that night.