SkullBaluchimon bowed in acknowledgment, shouldering its ever-present golden scythe, and vanished like a ghost before Daniel. Now the room contained only him and Lillymon—the petrified fairy Digimon struck by Deadly Scream—a man and a woman alone.
Daniel looked her over slowly, growing more enamored with every glance at this ethereal, enchanting fairy. After more than twenty years of pent-up desire, the urge exploded inside him uncontrollably.
Being intimate with girls from his favorite anime worlds—claiming them for real—had always been his deepest fantasy while shut away at home. Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed twenty-eight blind dates.
In this anime realm, Daniel was like a wild horse unleashed. No morality could hold him back. In fact, the more he corrupted the original characters and plotlines, the greater the benefit to his mission of shattering false faiths.
"Release—Deadly Scream!"
A faint glow emanated from Daniel's hands. He placed them gently on Lillymon's chest.
"So this is what a girl's breasts feel like... so soft!"
He clearly felt the tender warmth of her small, soft mounds pressing against his palms. They weren't particularly full, but for Daniel—touching a woman's breasts for the first time—the sensation was electrifying, like a surge of adrenaline.
His eyes reddened, hot breaths coming in heavy pants. The room's temperature seemed to rise by several degrees.
At that moment, Lillymon let out a soft whimper and slowly opened her eyes. The effect of Deadly Scream had worn off; color returned to her face.
Lillymon blinked in confusion. Before her stood the man in the black cape, exuding an evil, noble aura—his hands still roaming over her chest. It was unmistakably that wicked Digimon, Myotismon.
"Flower Cannon!"
Without a word, her small hands came together, forming a budding flower.
"Hmph. Haven't learned your lesson? You can't escape my grasp."
Daniel's right hand summoned the crimson whip again. With a swift lash, it bound her wrists tightly together.
Lillymon's small feet kicked in protest, but Daniel's tall frame pressed down on her delicate body. Proportionally, she only reached his shoulders—about the size of a petite young woman.
"Myotismon, what exactly do you want with me? Let me go! I have to get back to Mimi!"
Lillymon cried out in her sweet voice.
"Lillymon, you're my prisoner now. You have no right to make demands!"
Daniel's face drew closer, his hot breath washing over her, stirring unease in her heart.
Pressed beneath him, inhaling the faint floral fragrance from her body, Daniel felt intoxicated. Unable to resist, he leaned in and covered her small lips with his own.
Lillymon froze in fear, her tiny body trembling. Innocent of any romantic knowledge, she thought the demon king intended to drain her life force completely.
The moment Daniel's lips touched hers, he felt their softness and sweetness. His heart pounded wildly.
"So this is kissing... such a strange feeling!"
He couldn't help but seek more, his tongue gently prying open her lips and slipping inside.
As a flower fairy, the aroma inside Lillymon's mouth was a hundred times richer than the scent wafting from her body. Though he'd never tasted anything like it, Daniel was sure this surpassed any luxury. The flavor was intoxicating—addictive, impossible to pull away from.
His tongue clumsily explored her small mouth, chasing after hers. Lillymon, completely overwhelmed, stayed frozen.
When he drew her tiny tongue into his mouth and sucked gently, a strange sensation rippled through her body. Her mind grew hazy. This pleasurable feeling was something she'd never experienced since her birth.
After what felt like an eternity, Daniel finally pulled back from her lips. A thin silver thread of saliva connected them, glistening lewdly.
Lillymon dazedly extended her tongue, flicking it to draw the thread into her mouth—an innocent gesture that ignited even greater desire in Daniel.
That was the final spark.
Daniel growled, his body burning with heat. No longer holding back, he tore away the petal-like garments wrapping her body.
A flawless, pale figure was fully revealed to his eyes: gently rounded tender breasts, slender yet shapely legs—every inch drawing him in irresistibly.
Her lower body was smooth and hairless, soft and plump, glistening with delicate allure.
Lillymon felt a sudden chill. When she realized what had happened, the petals covering her had been stripped away.
"You... what are you going to do to me?"
She pushed against him with both hands, asking again in a trembling voice.
"You'll understand soon enough. Don't worry—I won't hurt you."
Daniel quickly shed his own black clothing, revealing his strong, toned physique.
"It might hurt a little at first. Just bear with it—it'll feel good after... and you'll get much stronger."
Seeing her body flicker faintly—a sign of impending de-digivolution—Daniel pressed forward without hesitation.
He wrapped his arms around her soft form, lifting her gently. His throbbing arousal aligned with her most intimate place.
Having watched countless hours of adult content, even without experience, Daniel knew what came next. Feeling the warm, slick softness, he knew this was the ultimate destination.
Gently, slowly, he pushed forward. His thick length squeezed into her tight, yielding warmth. Fortunately, her body was incredibly elastic—otherwise, it would have been painful.
"It hurts...!"
Even so, Lillymon cried out in pain. Her small hands gripped his arms tightly. Crystal tears welled in her lovely eyes.
So tight, so hot! The gentle embrace inside her threatened to melt him completely. This overwhelming pleasure was nothing like anything his hand could provide.
After just a few shallow thrusts, the familiar urge surged. A virgin's sensitivity overwhelmed him—he couldn't hold back.
"No... I can't finish this quickly on the first time."
Daniel took a deep breath, focusing his mind. He activated the divine power-up technique gifted from Eden—the sacred method of mutual ascension through union!
The technique had three stages. The first: Condensing the Spirit into Liquid. Refining the soul into a liquid state, compressing it in the upper energy center to form a core of pure power, similar to achieving a foundational breakthrough.
The second stage: Birthing the Nascent Soul. Incubating the core soul into a nascent spirit, granting control over heavenly forces. At this level, one's power rivaled that of an immortal who had survived their first heavenly tribulation.
The third stage: Forging the Golden Body—the most difficult. Condensing the nascent soul into an immortal golden form, achieving a state of indestructibility.
Beneath him, Lillymon's form flickered faintly—she was nearing her limit and about to de-digivolve. Daniel knew time was critical. His body moved instinctively in sync with the technique.
Shallow then deep, pull then thrust—his movements became precise and rhythmic, completely erasing the earlier urge to release. Following the postures etched in his mind, he proceeded methodically. As he immersed himself, a warm current flowed from their union into his body—like sunlight bathing everything in comfort and ease.
The sensation was deepest in his soul. It felt as if his spirit had broken free from the flesh, ascending, then slowly solidifying. *So this is the power-up method? Incredible—far more refreshing than any other training.*
Lillymon's innate talent and strength made her an ideal partner, especially as a pure first-timer. Even in his novice state, Daniel could feel the difference—his whole body surged with vitality and power.
The benefits of this union depended on the partner's strength and constitution. The stronger and more beautiful the woman, the greater the gains for both. If she weren't untouched, the boost would have been modest—barely double solo cultivation. But now? The increase in power was unmistakable.
Lillymon felt the change too. Just as her energy neared depletion and de-digivolution loomed, a pure force flowed from their connection—sustaining her form and preventing regression.
The energy was powerful yet clean. Her strength rose rapidly. Beyond that, Daniel's movements brought an unprecedented wave of pleasure through her body.
"Ah... mm..."
Lillymon's small mouth let out an embarrassingly sweet sound. Her eyes grew hazy, glistening with moisture.
"My body... it feels so good... even better than evolving! Myotismon... isn't he the villain we're supposed to defeat? How is he helping me grow stronger?!"
As her thoughts raced, Daniel—sensing them through their shared connection—opened his eyes and smiled. "If you want the reason... it's because I really like you."
Thanks to the union, their minds were linked. He could read her thoughts clearly.
Lillymon's skin flushed crimson, her gaze seductive. Through the connection, she knew he wasn't lying. Pain and joy warred inside her—pain from her duty as Mimi's partner and her mission to correct the world's distortions; joy from knowing someone truly desired her.
"Haha... Lillymon, you should know—no one can stop me from conquering this world!"
Daniel quickened his pace.
"Ah... I can't... I'm going to die from this!"
An unprecedented ecstasy overwhelmed her mind. Lillymon's thoughts scattered. Daniel felt her tighten around him, gripping fiercely.
He couldn't hold back the indescribable surge any longer. With a final thrust, he released inside her—hot waves flooding deep.
Lillymon's slender legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. Her body trembled violently. At their union, a mix of white and red fluids overflowed, carrying a sweet floral scent!
As expected of a flower fairy—even her essence smelled intoxicatingly fragrant.
The union reached its peak. Both felt their power surge rapidly before stabilizing.
Lillymon's strength had advanced significantly. She could now maintain her Perfect form effortlessly—no longer reliant on Mimi's Crest or digivice.
Daniel benefited most. Union with a Perfect-level partner had solidified his soul several times over. Most noticeably, his weakness to light had improved—from zero resistance to about 50%.
If he faced Angewomon now, he wouldn't be one-shotted like in the original story. At worst, he could escape.
He sensed that another session with a partner of Lillymon's caliber—or even stronger—would push him toward Ultimate level.
"Even though you like me... we're still enemies. I want to return to Mimi first! Once I've fulfilled my mission, I'll come back to you—stay with you forever! Myotismon... what do you think?"
Lillymon lay on the bed, eyes pleading up at him. Her post-exercise flush made her even more alluring.
"You'll see Mimi again... but not yet."
Fresh from his conquest, how could he let go of such a delicacy?
"That was just the start of the power-up session. I'm not satisfied yet. Let's go again."
Lillymon's post-climax glow reignited his desire. With a low growl, he pressed her down once more.
The silken sheets warmed as passionate sounds echoed for a long, long time.
This chamber was a forbidden zone in Dark City. No subordinate dared intrude—not even Gatomon or DemiDevimon—without Daniel's permission.
Time passed unknown. Lillymon awoke from deep sleep, energy fully restored. As she tried to rise, a dull ache between her legs made her whimper softly.
Opening her bright eyes, she saw Daniel still atop her petite frame, sleeping soundly. Without his black cape and clothes, he looked entirely human—nothing like a Digimon at all.
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