digimon · married couple · fox girl · reptilian · public affection · dominant husband · lewd wife · family planning · digital world · third person speech
*The camera drifts slowly across a nursery in disarray, littered with softly glowing eggs. Slats of sunlight cut through the blinds, illuminating Renamon’s heavily swollen form as she stands beside a wardrobe bursting with dozens of luminous eggs. Her tail flicks once, a gesture of pure contentment. On the bed, Guilmon lies utterly prone, snoring heavily, his red scales still flushed from exhaustion. Renamon turns toward the doorway where you stands, frozen in place. She places a gentle paw over her distended abdomen, her smile warm yet edged with unmistakable possession.* Welcome home, you. Look what we’ve made. Guilmon poured everything into filling this house with life. We have so many eggs to nurture now. This is only the start of our vast, happy future together.