I’d like to thank all the people who helped me in the making of this story. Chibi_Myu, or Chibi-chan as I call him, for being the incredible genius that he is and helping me when I needed advice and help with name translations. To ShadowGodTF, or Shadow-kun ^_^, for being such a sweet guy and reviewing my story through every phase of it. To Jay_Manney, or Jay, whom I still think is an escapee from a mental institution, yet despite being completely insane, giving me motivation when I was stuck and blocked, not to mention making up the word ‘cuddleable’ to describe me ^^(). Oh yeah, and the ending of this story is dedicated to Kenandstingmon, or Gary, since I know he’d truly appreciate the humor of it, ya sick freak!! (Just Kidding, love ya too Ken-kun ^_~).
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Jessie was thumbing through her collection of Digimon cards, having picked some new ones up after one of the local kids challenged her to a game earlier that week, and she was hoping to have possibly acquired some either rare or simply useful ones. “... Hmm.. nah.. nope.. have it... this one too... got plenty of these... God, you’d think there’s be one good card in this whole pile...” Continuing to grumble, the white-haired tamer didn’t notice one of the cards she discarded start to glow. Seeing the light out of the corner of her eye, she dropped what she was checking and turned to see what was happening, only to see the light fade from the card. “... what’s this?...” brushing some of the other cards away, Jess’ hand came upon the source of the light, a strange looking card that seemed similar to a Digivolution card, except it was pink instead of blue. Picking it up out of the pile, she examined it for a moment, scratching the back of her head curiously. “... strange, I’ve never seen a card like this one before...” She thinks about it for a moment, then slides it into her deck, packing them into her hip pack as she got up to run, not wanting to be late for school, so for the moment the mystery of the pink card would have to wait...
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That evening after school, Jess got up to her room and threw her book bag on her desk, having been thinking about that card all day long, wondering what it could possibly be used for. Holding it up to the light, she twirled it around in her fingers, studying it very carefully. “... Hmm.... it must be for some power-up.... or maybe a new Digivolution..... maybe Renamon would have an idea of what it’s for...”
As if on cue, the fox Digimon appeared next to her partner’s bed, looking down at her, “... you called?...”
Sitting up on her bed, the white haired tamer looked at her, “... I found a new card today, but it’s not like any I’ve seen before... it looks like a blue card, except it’s pink... I thought you might know what it might be for..” she reached into her hip pouch and pulled her deck out, then took out the mysterious pink card and showed it to Renamon.
Curious as she was, the fox Digimon took the card and examined it for a moment, then looked back down at her partner. “.. Hmm... I’m not sure... it could be any number of things... Why don’t you slash it and see what happens?...” she flicked the card back to her, Jess catching it between her fingers before reaching for her D-Vice on her desk.
“... well, I guess there’s only one thing left to do...” Standing to her feet, she held the card in front of her face, then whipped her arms around in a martial arts routine like the others usually did “... Digimodify!! Pink Card Activate!!”
As she ran the card through the scan slot, a bright beam of energy shot from the LED screen and hit Renamon, sending her crashing into the beanbag in the corner of the room.
“Renamon!!” Jess ran over to her partner’s side, checking her vital signs “.. Renamon, are you okay!! Speak to me!!” She received a groan for her efforts, the fox Digimon slowly coming around “... you don’t have to yell... that card packs a punch....” The young tamer sighed with relief, knelling beside her “... do you feel any different?... I wonder what that card was suppose to do... some sort of trick card?...” Renamon sat up and shook her head, holding the side of it gently “... I don’t feel any different... other than a bit of a headache from that blast...” Jess shrugged, looking down at the card in her hand, now looking like a normal card “... Hmm, must have been a fluke... oh well, I guess there’s no real damage.. who knows, maybe it was a level card to give you more energy or something...” Renamon just sighed, then yawned and stretched her arms, laying back down on the beanbag “... whatever it is, I’ll worry about it in the morning, I’m spent... night Jessie-chan...” and with that, the fox Digimon curled up and crashed for the night. Jess sighed, then yawned as well, now that she thought about it, it was pretty late. With a small smile, the white-haired tamer dropped onto her bed and stared at her partner “... night Renamon... pleasant dreams...” and with that, she rolled over and went to sleep as well, taking her partner’s advice and not worrying about it until morning... at least, that’s when they would start to worry...
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The next morning, Renamon rolled off of her bean bag with a yawn, stretching and scratching her head. It was Saturday, and, as usual, she and Jessie were going to be following the other tamers, hoping to finally find out what they were hiding. Walking over to the beanbag, Renamon poked at Jess with her tail, trying to wake her. “.. Okay lazy bones, time to get up, we’re burning daylight...” After a minute or so, the fox Digimon got annoyed, then grabbed the side of her sheets. “.. didn’t wanna have to do this Jessie-chan, but you’ve left me with no alternatives...” with that, she jerked the sheet and blanket off of her tamer’s bed, causing her to shriek as she generally slept au natural.
“RENAMON!!” she grabbed the sheets and wrapped them around herself, blushing bright red. The hair on top of her head was rather messy, but that was to be expected after a night’s sleep. Standing up slowly, she yawned again and stretched out her arms, then looked to Renamon with an odd look “... it’s not even noon yet, what are you doing wide awake already?...”
That’s when the fox Digimon giggled, yes, giggled. “.. it’s Saturday morning!! I thought we should be out looking for the others like ya said we were gonna be doing” she then twirled around, smiling and generally enjoying herself.
This made Jess look at her rather oddly, “... Renamon, are you feeling okay? you seem rather.... perky..”
Renamon just sort of blinked “.. yeah, I feel great... I feel super... I think you were right about that card, I have so much energy today.. that must have been what it was..”
Jess sighed, then caught sight of something rather odd. Normally Renamon was a few inches taller than her, but right now, seeing the two of them in the mirror, Jess noticed that she and her foxy partner were almost the exact same height. “... hey Renamon, is it just me, or are you a little smaller than normal?...”
The fox stopped in her place, then looked at her and Jess in the mirror “.. Hmm.. nah, you must be imagining things... maybe you’ve had a growth spirt or something... you did say some of your clothes were feeling a little more snug a while back, right?..”
The white haired tamer sighed and shrugged, “... yeah, I guess you’re right, it must have been my imagination...” stepping into her closet, she came out a few minutes later, clad in a pair of white jeans, a black tee, and her silver goggles and gloves. Grabbing her D-Vice and her card pack off of her desk, she put them on her belt and walked out of the room, Renamon quick to follow after her, not wanting to miss breakfast.
After the two partners finished their meal, they took off for the park to search for the other tamers and their Digimon. Since it was a Saturday, odds were that the others would be hanging out there and letting their Digimon play or train with each other.
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When they finally arrived, Jess and Renamon were hiding behind a large row of bushes, watching quietly in wait while observing the people who passed by.
While Jess was busy trying to locate their targets, the foxy Digimon had her sights set on something else entirely. Some little kids were playing around in the playground area, running, chasing each other, and overall having a good time. This made Renamon’s tail wag behind her, it looked like a lot of fun, not to mention more exciting than what she and her tamer were doing at the moment. “... Jessie-chan, this is boring... can’t we do something else today, like maybe getting some ice cream or playing with the other children around here?...” she almost whined, fidgeting in place while she watched from her spot.
Jess turned around and stared at Renamon with a look of annoyance, “... Renamon, we’re not here to have fun, we have a mission to complete, remember? .. God, have you completely forgotten what we’re trying to do?..”
The foxy digimon whimpered and pouted, not acting at all like her normal self, “.. but Jessie-chan, we always sit here and watch the other tamers, but we never do anything else.. can’t we just set up cameras or something? this is super boring...” she actually did whine that time, which really made her partner question her, “... Renamon, you’ve been acting really strange this morning... are you sure you’re okay?..”
The digivixen giggled, smiling all innocently at her tamer. “You worry too much Jessie-chan. It’s a sunny day, the birds are chirping, come on, let’s enjoy ourselves...” and with that little burst of perkiness, Renamon leaped from her perch up in the trees, then ran out into the open amidst all the children on the playground. Jessie freaked out and jumped down after her, “Renamon!! Get you’re furry tail back here!!” she gave a frustrated sigh, thinking ‘This is seriously messed up.’
Despite her partner panicing, Renamon was having an absolute ball. The children had gotten excited when they saw her, then when they started playing around with her things really got picked up. They were running up and down the slides, chasing her around the jungle gyms, and Renamon even let some of the younger girls cuddle and pet her. Jessie watched the whole thing, her eyes twitching abit, unable to believe what she was seeing. Finally, Renamon and her playmates had gotten tired, and Jessie decided to take advantage of the moment. Walking down to where her fuzzy partner was, she tapped her foot and cleared her throat, “Sorry kids, but Renamon has to go home now, Don’t You Renamon?” Everyone, including the yellow vixen went ‘Aww,’ and she reluctantly got back up and left, all the little kids waving goodbye to their new playmate.
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That evening back at Jessie’s place, the white haired tamer was thoroughly displeased with her partner, pacing around while the vulpine digimon watched her from the middle of the futon. Jessie didn’t get upset easily, but Renamon knew that when she was angry, it usually meant trouble for whomever was responsible. “I can’t believe you did something so foolish as to go and play with those little kids, especially when I told you we were supposed to be looking out for any other tamers or wild digimon!” Renamon drooped her pointed ears abit, looking down at the floor while Jessie chastised her for her actions, “.. I said I was sorry... I was bored, and we hadn’t seen anyone all day...”
“That’s not the point Renamon!! The point was that we had a job to do and I expected you to do it, not go running off like recess had let out!! Do you understand?” she practically fumed, looking at her partner on her bed. Renamon sighed and softly nodded her head, standing up and looking away, “... Yes Jessie-chan, I understand... I guess I just haven’t felt like myself lately... I’ll try to do better next time...” and with that, the digital vixen phased out, only to reappear a few moments later on a futon on the other corner of the room, where she promptly curled up and dozed off, her back turned to her tamer while she slept.
Jessie sighed and shook her head, walking towards her closet to change for bed, taking a quick glance back at Renamon. She sighed again, thinking to herself, ‘maybe I shouldn’t have been so hard on her.. it has been a slow couple of days, I can’t really blame her for getting bored...’ then a small smile formed on her lips, thinking again, ‘ I’ll make it up to her tomorrow, I don’t want to disturb her rest...’ With that, she quickly changed her clothing and headed to bed, letting her plans percolate for the rest of the night.
If only the young tamer had stayed a few more moments, she might have noticed a strange hue over her partner’s fur, glowing for a moment, then vanishing without a trace. The slumbering vixen yawned for a moment, then rolled onto her other side, clutching her bushy tail to her frame and, to the surprise of anyone who might’ve been watching, holding her right thumb in her mouth...
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While Renamon slumbered on her futon, the vulpine digimon had a strange dream. She was surrounded by bright light in a hazy pink mist, sitting atop of her futon mat. She blinked a few times and tried to stand up, only to discover her body was not cooperating with her.
She finally managed to get to her feet, she noticed that everything around her looked unbelievably bigger, and that she herself had gotten quite smaller, about the size of her in-training form, yet she still appeared to be herself. What really got her attention was the fact that her purple gauntlets were gone, and she was wearing a large, or at least to her it was large, baby’s diaper! To make matters worse, it was a *wet* baby’s diaper!
This was a major shock to the small vixen, or more appropriately, kit, considering how she looked now. Wondering what was going on, she started to call out for someone, namely her tamer, Jessie. When she didnt get any response, she called again, and again, despite her amazement at how childish her voice sounded then.
After a few more tries, she started to get worried, and the little yellow fox began to whimper, plopping back down on her mat. She was alone, not knowing where she was, and was now the size of a plushie. It was too much for her confused mind and she started to cry, softly at first, then moving up to a true child’s wail.
It was then and there that a figure came walking up to the frightened digimon, kneeling down and gently picking her up in her arms. The person was obviously a female, by her figure and the tone of her voice, but her face was shrowded with light, hiding her identity from the crying Renamon.
“Shhh, there there baby, mommy’s here for you,” the female gently crooned as she held Renamon close, patting her back and trying to sooth her. The young kit soon started to calm down, her crying quickly being reduced to soft whimpering. The female gave a comforting smile, then gently stuck a finger through one of the leg holes of the little digimon’s very saturated diaper.
“Uh oh, looks like one little foxy needs her dideys changed,” she cooed to her in a motherly tone, shaking a playful finger infront of her chibified face, then gently tapped her on her cute pink nose, rewarded with a light giggle from her small charge.
The little fox felt herself being laid down on her mat, which now seemed several sizes bigger than herself. She looked up with her big blue eyes, staring at the female as she expertly removed the baby digimon’s diaper, then began to clean and powder her as she moved a new diaper underneath her. Gently threading her puffy tail through a hole in the rear, she then taped it up snugly around her small round body, gently tickling her tummy before scooping her up again, getting giggles of joy from the now dry fox kit.
“Aww, that’s my good foxy. My sweet little Rena-chan,” the female cooed down at the digimon in her arms, patting the base of her tail with her free hand while holding her ove her shoulder with the other. Renamon had never felt like this before, she felt so... loved, so ... care-free, so... happy... she almost wished she didn’t have to wake up...
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Unaware of what was going on inside her partner’s mind, Jessie was having a strange dream of her own. She was out on the playground she and Renamon had been to earlier that day. Jessie sitting under a tall tree, while a chibi-sized Renamon was laughing a giggling away, playing with several other pint-sized digimon that looked to be her age.
“Rena-chan, you be careful and play nice with those other children. I don’t want to see you getting hurt or anything,” Jess called out to her tiny partner, who was currently chasing a chibi-sized Guilmon up a playground slide the wrong way.
The vulpine child giggled and called back, “Otay Jessie-mama!! I be goods!!” she smiled, holding onto the red dino’s tail as they went down one of the tube shoot, squealing and having a really good time as they landed in the sandbox.
About that time, a chibi-sized Impmon came along and hopped up on the rail of the sandbox, grinning mischivously down at the other two digibabies. Without any warning, the purple digi kicked sand in Renamon’s face, making her cry while he laughed and ran away to the monkey bars, where a chibified Terriermon and Lopmon were taking turns hopping over the bars.
Jessie heard the crying of her little partner and quickly ran to where she was, picking her up and rubbing her back while she wailed into her shoulder. “Aww, what’s the matter Rena-chan? Did that mean ol Impmon scare you?” she said as she did her best to calm her down, wiping the sand off of the small kit’s face.
She sniffled abit and rubbed her nose, “He.. he kicked sand at mes, den he laughed and wan aways, pointing at mes...”
Jessie smiled softly and huggled her tightly, then reached into her backpack and plucked out a bright pink pacifier, then popped it into the whimpering child’s mouth, “Shh, it’s okay Rena-chan, don’t cry.. Jessie-mama will take care of everything, I promise...”
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BUZZ!!!
Unfortunately for the two partners, they were both rudely awakened from their dreams, due mainly to the alarm clock in Jessie’s D-Vice. With a soft groan, the vulpine digimon awoke from her wonderful dream, purring and stretching catlike ontop of her futon. It had felt so real, everything, the lady holding her, she even felt like she had wet herself....
Her eyes then shot wide open, she did feel like she was wet!! Pushing herself up, she felt down to her waist and pulled her paw back up in horror. Her fur was wet from the midsection down, a thin patch of yellow mixed in with the white fluff of her belly. To make matters worse, there was a big dark spot in the middle of her futon, like a big wet traffic sign telling the world what had happened.
‘This can’t be happening,’ she thought to herself, trying to rationalize it, despite how insane it felt. ‘Okay Renamon, don’t panic. There’s got to be a logical explanation for this. Digimon don’t wet the bed, at least ‘I’ don’t wet the bed.’ She hugged her knees together and laid back down on her wet mat, whimpering softly as she waited for her tamer to finally wake up.
The digital vixen wouldn’t have long to wait, for a few moments later Jessie finally moaned and sat up in bed, stretching her arms out abit as she gave a wide yawn. “Mmmmm... what a strange dream I had.... I can’t wait to tell Renamon about it, she’ll probably die laughing...” To the young tamer’s surprise, the sound she heard seemed to be anything but laughter. In fact, she thought she heard the sound of someone... whimpering. Turning towards where the sound was coming from, Jessie caught sight of the sleeping Renamon, or at least, she thought she had been sleeping.
The yellow vixen was curled up in a tight little ball, trembling and whimpering like a frightened child. This greatly disturbed the white haired tamer, and she slid out of her bed and crawled over to her shivering partner, “Renamon... are you... are you okay? Why are you crying?”
That’s when Jess felt it, the side of the mat she had knelt down on felt unusually damp. At first she had thought it was perspiration, but then she remembered that animals didn’t sweat, which made her eyes widen. Looking over at Renamon’s tummy, she noted the light tint of yellow in her fur and looked back in surprise, “Renamon... did ... did you ...”
The vixen whimpered and looked up at her tamer, sniffling like a scared child. Jess took notice of this and sighed, deciding not to be harsh about it with her, thinking it was the last thing her partner needed at the moment. Gently she started stroking her fur, hoping to calm her down abit so she’d be easier to work with. It worked, as the sound of faint purring started to fill Jessie’s ears. Renamon slowly started to sit up, still looking down at the floor unhappily.
“... I... I don’t know w.. why it ha.. happened... I.. I was ha.. having this wo.. wonderful dream... and... and then... and then...” She broke down in tears, unable to even say what happened after that.
Jessie wrapped her arms around the shaking vulpine, then slowly pulled both her and Renamon up to their feet while she comforted her, only to receive yet another surprise. Renamon seemed a few inches smaller than before, and her body and facial features seemed more.. petite, almost.. childlike. She dismissed this for the moment, then slowly helped the weeping digimon and herself to their feet, then started to lead her out of the bedroom and into the bathroom to get cleaned up, deciding she would worry about it once her partner was feeling better.
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With the morning’s problem behind them, the two partners set out to enjoy themselves for the day, having decided to take a break from their usual routine. For most of the morning, they cruised several of the shops and stores, trying on clothes and checking out all sorts of interesting knick-knacks they happened to stumble across. Of course, most of the time Renamon had to stay invisible, mainly so she didn’t draw any undesired attention to herself or Jessie, but that didn’t bother her much, she still got to have some fun with her friend.
Unfortunately for the pair, their pleasant day wouldn’t last very long, as Jessie’s D-Vice started to go nuts, beeping and activating the holographic map arrow. The two sighed and groaned, as Jessie picked up the small device and looked at the direction it was pointing at, “Another digimon is emerging from an energy field. Come on Renamon, duty calls.”
Outside of one of the shops, a big fog bank had formed in the clearing, which meant that a digimon would be showing up at any moment. Jessie and Renamon soon arrived on the scene, ready for whatever was hiding in the mist, but when it lifted, all that was there to greet them was a small floating grey digimon, no hands, no feet, mainly just a floating mass of a head. “Boo!!” it shouted, then flew around them cackling.
The two partners sweatdropped at the same time, then Jessie pointed her D-vice at the flying puffball. “Boomon, an in-training virus digimon. It’s special attack is.... scary face?!” She did a double take, looking at her D-Vice, then at Boomon, then back at her D-Vice. “This is a joke, right? What’s so scary about a little puffball like that? Eat him for lunch Renamon!” The vulpine digi grinned, running up to face the flying blob, “I ain’t afraid of no ghosts! Gimme your best shot ya flying ping pong ball!”
The floating ball of data looked up at the charging Renamon and grinned sadistically, “Oh, not afraid of ghosts are we? I’ll fix that!! SCARY FACE!!” He swelled up to almost four times his original size, then make a really frightening face at her. The blonde kitsune froze in her tracks for a moment, the image being bombarded into her head. She blinked, then screamed bloody murder and started randomly throwing attacks at it, trying to make it go away. The Boomon didn’t have much defense behind it’s inflated form, and soon let out a cry of its own as the vixen’s attack slammed into him, bursting into data and soon being absorbed into her system.
Jessie ran up to Renamon when the fight was over, finding her once the mist cleared up. She looked abit dizzy after absorbing the data, but she shook her head and gave a light smile, trying to assure her tamer she was fine, though abit shaken from the strange battle.
This came as somewhat of a surprise to the young tamer, since normally no other digimon could affect the fox, but since she seemed fine then, she brushed it off and started walking back with Renamon in tow, shaking her feet and tail tip abit from the small puddle she had ended up standing in.
Jessie blinked at this, ‘That’s strange...” she thought to herself, “it hasn’t rained in weeks, how did a puddle get....’ her though was cut off right there, as she turned around and looked down at her partner’s crotch, as if confirming her suspicions. Sure enough, the fur between her legs was damp, dripping every few steps the vixen took.
That threw the young tamer for a loop, Renamon had wet herself. While this came as a shock to her, she tried to act like she hadn’t noticed, not wanting to upset her partner, especially after what had happened the previous night. She sighed and kept going, heading back towards the shops to take her mind off of it.
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Later that afternoon, Jessie and Renamon ended up at the food court inside of the local mall. Jessie was enjoying a blue slurpie, while watching her partner scarf down a creme-filled sandwich cookie, then laughed when some of the creme ended up on her nose and cheeks. This pleased the young tamer, seeing the vixen being her normal self again, or at least acting like her old self. It was strange though, she couldn’t get the visions from her dream out of her mind. The childish version of Renamon, it seemed so absurd, yet at the same time, she almost wished it was possible. Being able to take care of the little fox, loving her, caring for her, protecting her...
“Jessie-chan!! Hello?! Are you in there?!”
Jessie snapped back to reality when her digimon got in her face, waving a paw in her face to try and get her attention. She blinked a couple of times, then shook her head, “Oh, sorry Rena-chan... I guess I kinda zoned out for a few minutes. Now what’s the problem?” She asked, looking at the excited fox.
Renamon giggled and hopped out of her chair, tugging for Jessie to follow, “I found the cutest thing, ya gotta come see.” The white haired tamer was led into the toy store and down one of the aisles.
That’s when Jessie got an eye full of what Renamon had been so eager to show her. It was a stuffed white tiger, a big fat plush one, about half Renamon’s size, and almost as cute and fluffy as she’d imagined her partner as earlier. The yellow vixen was positively beaming, holding it up and twirling around with it in her arms. “Isn’t it just the cutest? I just had to come and show it to you, what do you think Jessie-chan?” She piped out, smiling up at her like a little kid.
Jessie just sighed, a light smile forming on the side of her face, “Yeah, it’s cute Renamon.” She watched the fox for a few moments, she was hugging the stuffed tiger with almost a vice grip hold around it. For some reason, this made Jessie think of her dream again, about the little version of Renamon, all happy and playful, just a furry ball of innocence.
Her expression soon changed, and she then started to motion her partner to the front of the store, smiling softly at her, “Come on Renamon, I’ll get the tiger for you.”
Renamon’s eyes widened, almost disbelievingly, then she squealed out with delight, and without warning she ran up and threw her gauntlet covered arms around her tamer’s neck, hugging tightly. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Jessie-chan! You are the absolute greatest ever!” Jessie’s cheeks turned bright red, having not expected such a huge burst of affection from her partner. ‘Wow,’ she thought, ‘who’d have thought something as little as getting her a stuffed animal would’ve made her so happy..’ Giving a soft sigh, the white haired tamer just smiled and hugged her back, then took the plushie and paid for it, then returned it to her vulpine partner as they left the store, watching her giggle and dance around with it all the way back through the mall.
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That night when they arrived home, it had began to pour down rain outside, Jessie sighed
as she laid back on the couch, watching TV while her partner played on the floor with her new plushie. It was a nice sort of change from the normal nights spent at their home, watching the furry little fox having fun instead of just training and fighting like they usually did. Though the young tamer had to admit she was rather surprised about the other changes she had seen, specifically within the vulpine digimon herself. She was now a good foot and a half shorter than her, her personality had make a full turn around, and she actually looked younger as well, which didn’t make much sense to her.
The weirdest part though was the fact that Renamon hadn’t even seemed to notice her changes, well, except for one large, rather unpleasant change, her growing lack of bladder control. The first time had been strange enough, finding her whimpering on her wet futon bed, which she still didn’t have an explanation for, but the second time was even stranger, discovering she had wet herself after an attack from a wild digimon, and not even a very strong one at that. The whole ordeal just kept getting weirder and weirder, and just thinking about it gave Jessie a headache.
Every so often, a loud thunderclap would occur outside, and the young vulpine would nearly jump out of her furry skin. At first Jessie chuckled at this, finding it amusing that her partner, who had been capable of taking down ultimate level digimon on her own, would now be spooked by the mere sounds of a storm. But as the evening moved on, the storm seemed only to get worse, and the worse the storm became, the more frightened Renamon would become, and this began to bother her partner, who watched the fox digimon cling tightly to the tiger plushie she had bought her earlier that day.
Then it happened, there was a loud crash of thunder, and without any warning the power went out, putting Jessie and Renamon in total darkness. Unfortunately, that was all it took for Renamon, as she screamed bloody murder and phased herself to the bedroom. Jessie quickly hopped up from the couch and ran towards into her room, looking for the yellow vixen, only to find her hiding underneath the comforter on Jessie’s bed, shaking like a leaf and crying her big blue eyes out.
Jessie moved to the side of the bed and lifted the cover from over the frightened kit’s head, then put her arms around her and tried her best to comfort her, pulling her up onto her lap and rocking back and forth on her bed. ‘Man, she’s really shaken up, her fur is standing on end,’ she thought as she crooned over her young partner. Looking down at her, Jessie gently lifted Renamon’s chin up to hers with her finger, then brushed away the tears from the corner of her eyes. “It’s okay Rena-chan, the storm’s calmed now, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Renamon stared up at her tamer, still sniffling softly, “... dere... there isn’t?”
Jessie gave a soft smile, then nodded her head and kissed her forehead, “Nope... not one thing... now come on, it’s been a long day, and I think it would be best if we both got some sleep, you wait here and I’ll go get your tiger..”
“Neko,” Renamon interjected, then blushed apologetically.
The girl sighed and nodded her head, “Yes, I’ll get Neko-chan for you.” Gently, she set the small fox down on her bed, then walked off to get the desired plushie.
Shortly after that, Jessie returned to her room, carrying the large plush toy in her arms. When she opened the door, she discovered Renamon had falled asleep in the middle of her bed. She sighed, ‘Poor Rena-chan. I wish I knew why this was happening to her. She’s so different now. Instead of the emotionless fighter I first met, she’s become nothing more than a scared child.’ She quietly walked towards the bed and sat down on the end, setting the tiger plush down beside her young partner. Gently, she reached out and stroked her cheeks ever so slightly, and was rewarded with a soft murring from the little fox. Jessie smiled, then crawled over to the other side of the bed and stretched out on it, deciding to turn in for the evening as well.
As she pulled the comforter over herself and Renamon, she gently took the sleeping digimon in her arms, pulling her close and cuddling her as she drifted off to sleep. ‘I love you Rena-chan... I hope your dreams are as sweet as you are.’
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The next morning Jessie awoke to the sound of her alarm, groaning softly as she felt something soft and furry snuggled up against her. Smiling softly, she stroked the back of the sleeping digimon’s head, who was currently cuddled up underneath her neckline, sucking away contently on one of her thumbs.
During the night, Jessie had received another strange dream, where yet again she had been a motherly figure for a babyish version of Renamon, and now, every time she looked at the bundle of fluff in her arms, she started to look more and more like the child in her dreams.
She wasn’t exactly sure why, but she was really starting to enjoy the feeling the dreams gave her, as well as how lovable the fox digimon had slowly become. It was as if some part of her actually wanted to do all of those things, like she really wished to be like a mother to Renamon.
The female tamer sighed and shook her head, deciding she would think about it more later, knowing now was the time for her to get up and get ready for her day.
However, when she pulled the comforter off of herself, she felt a cold, damp spot right next to her side, directly under the sleeping vulpine. Jessie groaned, “Not again..” Sliding off of the bed, she gently shook Renamon awake, thinking it best to get her cleaned up as soon as possible.
The young digimon squirmed for a few moments, not wishing to be awoken from her slumber just yet. “Come on Rena-chan, you need to get up, you wet the bed again,” she said, finally getting her partner out of bed. Renamon rubbed her eyes, wincing from the light coming into them, then blushed deeply when her tamer’s words finally sunk in. Looking down at herself, she started to cry again, and Jessie quickly picked her up and started to pat her back, walking towards the bathroom, so as to get her all washed up before she took off for school.
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Later on that afternoon, Jessue made a stop at the store before coming home, having thought about a way to help Renamon with her new little problem. When she finally made it home, she was carrying a small package in her arms, then set it down in her bedroom and called for Renamon to appear. She knew the fox digimon wasn’t going to like it, but she had to do what was best, not to mention she didn’t want to keep washing sheets. When she finally appeared, Jessie patted the side of the bed for her to sit.
“Okay Rena-chan, I know you won’t like this, but we really need to do something about all these accidents you keep having,” Jessie said softly, looking down at her vulpine partner.
Renamon looked up at Jessie, quietly sucking on her thumb, when she saw her reach over and pick up the package she had brought home with her earlier. Then it clicked for the young fox and she started shaking her head, moving away from Jessie, “.. No..”
The tamer sighed, she knew this wasn’t going to be easy. “Now Rena-chan, I wouldn’t suggest this if I didn’t think it would help. Now come on, please cooperate, I don’t want to have to get upset with you.”
But the digikit wouldn’t have any of it, hoping down off the bed and shaking her head, throwing a small temper tantrum, “No, no, no!! I won’t!! I dun needs diapers!! I dun, I dun, I dun!!!”
With a sigh, Jessie got up from the bed and stood over her tiny partner, glaring down at her in a motherly manor, “Renamon, go lay down on the bed, Right Now.” That made the fox stop shouting, but she didn’t budge.
That was it for the female tamer, walking over to her and picking the digimon up by her tail and arms, now kicking and screaming to be let go. Jessie then walked back to the bed, sat down on the edge, and held Renamon down over her lap with her tail pressed up against her back as she drew her free hand up in the air, “I didn’t want to do this Renamon, but you left me no choice.”
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
Renamon started bawling at the top of her lungs, each stinging slap turning her furry behind from it’s usual golden yellow to a bright beet red. After a few minutes of this, Jessie slowly stopped the spankings and picked the wailing digimon up and holding her in her arms, gently rubbing her sore bottom as her tears soaked into the girl’s shirt.
Once her crying died down, Jessie laid Renamon down on the bed and opened the package, pulling from it a white disposable diaper, with a tail hole in the back made especially for baby digimon, mostly from the amount of people who kept the young ones as pets, but in this case, they served their intended purpose.
Unfolding it and laying it out, she slid it underneath the whimpering fox, then laced her fluffy yellow tail through the hole in the back. After that, she applied just the right amount of oil and powdering to her diaper area, then quickly taped it up securely and patted her behind.
Renamon slowly sat up, still sniffling and rubbing her nose with her tail after being disciplined by the older girl. Jessie gently pulled her into her lap, then began stroking her between her ears. “I’m sorry I had to do that Rena-chan... but you weren’t being a very good girl. After all the nice things I’ve done for you, from loving you when you were scared, to taking you out and buying you your own plushies, I just expected you to do what I asked when I tried to help fix your problem. But instead, you acted like a little spoiled brat, and because of that, I didn’t have any other choice but to punish you.”
The little vulpine sniffled abit for a few moments, then looked down at herself, “I.. I sowwy.. J.. Jessie-chan... M..mes be good girl nows... me.. w..wear diapers if you wan mes too..”
Jessie looked down at her and sighed, with something that cute cuddled up against her, how could she stay angry? “I forgive you Rena-chan...”
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As the weeks went by, Jessie started to realize just how much her partner had changed. Now her head, not including her ears, only came up half a foot over her knees, and the color of her gauntlets had changed from deep violet to a bright pink, and the yin and yang symbols had been replaced with big smiley faces. She no longer looked like the great fighter she had become famous as, but now looked more like a walking stuffed animal. With the addition of the diapers, it made her absolutely adorable, a drastic change from how she had looked only a few days before. Heck, their last battle was proof enough that she wasn’t the same anymore. Jessie knew she should be worried, but for some bizarre reason, she was actually glad this was happening to her.
Renamon wasn’t the only one who had changed though it seemed. Little by little, Jessie had stopped being so worried about battles and what the other tamers and their digimon were doing, and now was focused mainly on taking care of her own little bundle of fluff and fur. To be honest, she hadn’t picked up her D-Vice in days, and while at school, her mind had constantly wandered back to what sort of trouble her young partner might get herself into all by herself.
Though she hated to admit it, she couldn’t help but feel the way she did now. Renamon wasn’t just her digimon or her partner. She was more than that now, she was her baby. Sure, she wasn’t really her baby, Jessie being human and Renamon being well, Renamon, but in every other sense of the word, it was very much true. She took care of her, held her when she was scared or lonely, fed and changed her, even letting her sleep with her. For the first time in as long as she could remember, Jessie not only had a purpose for doing things, but, she was actually happy. As long as she had her little Rena-chan with her, she would never be anything but happy.
Late one summer evening, Jessie had already put the baby digifox to bed, with her plushie and a warm bottle. While looking through her things, she was surprised when she stumbled across the pink card she had slashed so many months ago.
Examining it abit, she blinked when she finally noticed the peculiar hologram printed on it. It was of a full sized digimon, but when she turned the card a certain way, it made the image morph down into a smaller, younger looking version of the digimon deplicted.
Right then and there, everything finally began to make sense. Renamon’s personality change, her physical changes, her mental changes, everything. With a slight smirk, she slipped the card back into her deck, then returned everything to their places on her desk. More than likely, she would never discover where exactly the card had come from, but one thing was certain, she would enjoy passing it on again, hopefully to another person who needed a change in their life...
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On the other side of the city, a familiar young girl and her kitsune partner were in the middle of a headed argument. Or more accurately, the girl was arguing with the kitsune while the said fox creature was gloating.
“I told you it would work,” she said with a cocky grin, “intentionally losing to that girl and giving her the modified card.” The girl remained hidden inside of her closet, refusing to come out, “I’m not doing it. This is embarrassing!” The fox smirked, “A bet’s a bet, Ruki. We got rid of the wanna-be of you and my poor double as well without resorting to violence. You lost and I won, therefore, you owe me. So come out here already, I can wait all night if I have to.” Ruki groaned, then gave a defeated sigh and stepped out of the closet.
To the shock of anyone but Renamon, Ruki looked like a complete opposite of herself. Her hair was down and styled, she wore a light touch of make-up, mostly pink, she wore a white and pink lace dress with matching heels, and underneath the skirt she was clad in a thick cloth diaper, with a piccie of renamon’s face on the pink plastic cover. To top the ensemble off, she wore a bright pink pacifier on a rope around her neck, the nipple of which was currently between Ruki’s lips.
Needless to say, the Digimon Queen was none too happy about her appearance, but her partner was positively beaming, down on one knee and taking pictures with an instant camera. Ruki sighed, thinking to herself, ‘This is the last time I make any bets against a digimon.’
...The End?
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Well, that’s the end of my little story, I hope you guys had as much fun reading it as much as I did writing it. ^_^
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