Destined For Light (Takeru - Angewomon TG/AP)

“Heaven’s... KNUCKLE!”

The resulting explosion of the attack burst through the forest, sending both rubble and tree branches flying into the sky as the opposing Digimon were literally blown away. Most of them were knocked unconscious as they slammed into the trees while some were knocked away over the horizon, the battle over in less than a second. To anyone else, this probably would have been an unreal sight, beyond their wildest fantasies.

To Takeru Takaishi, it probably wouldn’t have even reached the top 15, the young boy sighing in relief at how easily the threats had been dealt with, unprepared for such an assault on his mission.

“Few... that was a close one... where did they all come from? I’d hoped we wouldn’t have to deal with them since we took care of Apocalymon...”

”You worry too much, Takeru. We were just intruding on their territory. It hasn’t been too long since the Dark Masters ruled here. They’re not going to take kindly to uninvited guests after that...”

His Digimon partner stood in front of him, having digivolved as soon as the hostile enemies had appeared. He was still full of energy, barely any of it depleted after the single attack, Angemon placing his weapon into the ground before turning to his friend.

”Takeru. I still have plenty of energy, so I’ll stay as Angemon for now in case we run into anything else on the way.”

”R-right!”

With that they went on their way, both of them remaining on guard as they drew closer to their destination.

“So, what do you think Gennai needed us to find? He sounded pretty urgent about us all doing this before we used the crests on that distortion...”

”I don’t know much more than what he told you all when you got here. We need to use the crests to restore balance after the effects Apocalymon had on the digital world. He’d only just detected these energy readings before he called you all. Like Koushiro confirmed, they matched the crests of courage and hope.”

Takeru knew all this, a serious expression on his young face as he recalled the meeting, all of them soon debating what to do just like old times, especially under such a strict time limit. In the end, he and Taichi had decided to check out the places themselves, leaving the other Digidestined to prepare for what was to come afterwards.

The situation had meant Angemon was acting more seriously than normal, even for him. The Digimon, while overjoyed to see his friend again after so long, was unable to help himself from worrying slightly, something about the calling data they had picked up still seeming off to him. Still, it was most certainly to do with a crest, and at the moment, any extra help would be useful.

Looking at his Digivice, Takeru could tell they were close, a pink light flashing on the map display that wasn’t too far from where they were now, growing closer with every step. All the duo could hear were their own footsteps, the surroundings completely silent as they remained on guard, ensuring they would be ready for any surprise attacks.

The silence was short-lived though, the duo crying out in surprise as the ground beneath them began to shake, both of them only having a moment to react before all hell broke loose.

"Takeru! Look out!"

Angemon flew towards his partner, already spotting that the stone they were standing on was cracking apart, the warning coming too late as the earth opened beneath the boy's feet. He screamed as he fell, his partner instantly diving after to save him, almost getting there in time before another Digimon burst from the wall, tackling the unprepared Angemon into the opposite wall.

The last Takeru saw, they were locked in combat, the other Digimon not giving his partner a moment to go after him, the sight swallowed by the darkness as his feet met solid ground once more. The Digidestined blinked, surprised that he wasn't more injured as he curiously looked around.

It looked like an ancient temple, one that had clearly seen better days, the stone pillars barely holding together as thick layers of moss covered large portions of his surroundings. Takeru's attention was captivated by what was directly in front of him though, an out of place metal altar, a pink light faintly shining on the surface.

He cautiously walked towards it, surprised to hear his Digivice reacting to it, looking down to see that he was right next to the energy reading, his mind quickly putting two and two together as he went to see what was on the altar. It was another crest tag, Takeru's eyes widening in surprise as he saw the pink heart symbol printed on it.

"Wait... isn't that the crest of light? But didn't the signal react to my crest? Why didn't it call Hikari here?"

It didn't make sense to him, the boy continuing to stare at the crest as he tried to figure out why the energy reading had matched his own. Normally he would have thought it through more, maybe even wait for the others to arrive, but in this situation he was desperate, Takeru unable to help himself from worrying about his partner’s safety, hating how helpless he felt.

"I need to help him! B-besides it's not like things like this have done anything bad before..."

He shook away his doubt, determination filling him as he picked up the crest, wishing with all his heart that it would give him and his partner the power needed to triumph. For a moment nothing happened, Takeru briefly looking confused before crying out in shock as the tag glowed with blinding pink light.

He shielded his eyes from the intense glow, accidentally dropping his Digivice in the process, the boy not noticing the various messages appearing on the screen as the gold metal darkened to a deep purple. It sparkled with energy, the crest directly transmitting new instructions into the computer, the light subsiding just as a familiar, metallic growl filled the air.

Takeru turned towards the Digivice in hope, only having a second to react before a beam of energy erupted from the screen, striking him in the chest as he screamed in shock, the force launching him back into a pillar. It didn’t hurt much, the boy left groaning as his body felt undeniably odd, something he naturally assumed was because he was still shaken from the impact.

“Ow... that might not have been the best idea...I don’t understand though! Why would it call me if it wasn’t going to- huh?”

The boy paused just after he had pulled himself upwards, his balance feeling weirdly shaky as his body tingled, digital energy building beneath his skin as he groaned in confusion. It was an unusual feeling, almost like a constant electric shock, yet it wasn’t painful, if anything it was almost pleasant, a faint buzz that filled every inch of his body at once.

For a Digimon, feeling such energy would be as natural as breathing, but for Takeru it was like nothing he had felt before, the boy having the strange feeling that all of this was building to something greater. It was an effective distraction though, the feelings leaving Takeru completely focused on his body, missing the feeling of the shifting mass on his head.

His hat was changing, the fabric hardening as it suddenly fell over his eyes, the boy shouting in surprise when his vision became nothing but darkness. He frantically pulled at the forming helmet, the morphing materials going all the way down to his nose, an engraving of a cross forming over it as his hands struggled to get a good hold on it.

The boy gasped in fear, the helmet refusing to budge no matter how hard he tried, nothing he could do able to remove it from his head.

”GAH! IT WON'T COME OFF! WHAT'S GOING ON!? ANGEMON H-HELP ME!”

His only response was silence, his pleas for help receiving no answer as he continued to hopelessly struggle, oblivious that even more energy had been building inside him, the appearance of his helmet only the beginning of his changes. It didn't matter if he was ready or not, his body fully primed for the oncoming changes, Takeru groaning as the unusual feelings began to grow stronger and stronger.

The burst was inevitable, the boy screaming as the pleasant sensations exploded, losing all control of his body as he collapsed into a spasming mess on the floor. Without his sight, he could only feel what was happening, the experience overwhelming anything he had felt before in his life, his small body starting to grow at an alarming rate.

To anyone watching, it looked like his limbs were being pulled like gum, stretched outwards as they grew longer and taller, his arms and legs shaking from bliss as they grew to the size of an adult. Takeru gave a sudden gasp as his waist cracked, his torso lengthening to increase his height further, the boy groaning as his clothes suddenly felt far too small for him.

It was more than just height he was gaining, years starting to be pumped into him, hormones and experiences that were still years away for him all happening at once in only a few seconds. The feelings fully transitioned into pleasure as the confused gasps turned into needy moans, the boy's fully erect cock tenting his brown shorts as he soared past his teens.

"AH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! UGH! W-WHAT'S HAPPENING!? M-MY BODYYYYYYYYYYYYYY FEELS F-FUNNY! W-WHAT ARE THESE FEELINGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!?!??!?"

Takeru was literally in the dark about all this, only knowing that it felt like the most wonderful experience in his life, his body wobbling from its vastly different centre of gravity as he leaned against the wall for support. He would have been more panicked if he could have seen himself, his jacket looking like a short-sleeved shirt that exposed the entirety of his tummy, his trousers more like shorts that didn't even cover all of his thighs, let alone the long, slender legs that looked like they went on for miles.

He was blushing like mad, his young mind having no idea how to cope with these strange feelings flowing through him, moaning as his cock twitched, needing something he had no way of identifying. The young boy had matured into an adult in seconds, yet it was clear something was off, the shape of his limbs far too lithe and curvy to belong to a man, the structure unmistakably feminine.

Takeru shivered, gasping in confused bliss as his body was flooded with hormones, arousal a foreign concept to him, let alone one that was ten times as extreme as a boy going through puberty. The feelings going through his body didn't help matters, his skin suddenly feeling far more responsive than it ever had before, its softness sensual, even the slightest brush of the fabric against flesh making his nervous system feel like it was on fire with unfiltered pleasure.

Every movement was making his cock throb in need, Takeru's eyes watering as he hopelessly tried to comprehend the feelings that were rushing through him, his horniness desperate for satisfaction. He had no idea just how to please it though, his still youthful mind unsure just how to react to such godly pleasure.

It felt amazing, his mind fuzzy from the feelings and urges, his panicked cries growing louder as the helmet suddenly felt like it was burning. He scrabbled at it in a panic, the top half of his face feeling oddly good as euphoria bled into it. He was forced to shut his eyes from the raw feelings, not that it made any difference with his vision already restricted.

His nose collapsed, losing all size as it popped into a small button, his eyes tingling, the blue irises sparkling as they became narrower and cat-like. His newly lengthened eyelashes fluttered rapidly as his eyes opened and shut, the changes spreading to claim the rest of his face, his features shifting as they buzzed with bliss.

The light washed away any element of childishness, replacing it all with focused maturity. His lips swelled as they were coated with faint pink lipstick, his chin cracking into a narrower, sexier shape as he let out a blubbering moan.

Takeru's face was utterly unrecognisable now, his youthful, boyish face now that of a mature, sexy woman, the panicked blush looking quite cute on his newly elegant features. He panted for breath, his stamina almost completely drained already, gasping as the confusingly pleasurable feelings invaded his neck.

It slenderised to match, looking almost swan-like as he coughed, his Adam’s Apple squeezed and burnt by the invading light, his cries wavering in pitch as his throat tingled. Takeru couldn’t help being terrified, his entire body feeling like it was becoming a slave to needs and wants beyond his understanding, sensations that felt too good to be real as he uselessly tried to stagger forwards.

Even trying was pointless, the boy stopped in his tracks by the sexual sensations, screaming in bliss as he felt something build in his shaft. Takeru was barely focused on that though, his eyes widening in shock at the sound of the angelic, feminine cry that had filled the room.

He recognised the voice, hope filling him once more as he realised he had some help, not yet realising the cry had come from his own mouth. He didn’t know why she was making those noises but Takeru had no time to dwell on the topic, gasping for breath as he felt the strange feelings focus in his hair.

”HAH~! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ANGEWOMON~! HELP M-m... w-what!?”

The boy was left in shock, his eyes wide beneath the helmet as he tried to process the impossibility of what had just occurred. The voice was his own. The fact made absolutely no sense to him as he whimpered in shock, moaning softly as he felt invisible, gentle hands running through his hair.

All he could do was gasp, his body shaking from the heavenly feelings, his strands flooded with burning euphoria. It engulfed everything, the pleasure purging them of his former colour, the sandy blonde lightening further until they purified into bright gold.

The colour was otherworldly, the new shade shining beautifully in the light, his messy strands tingling as they began to grow, beautifully cascading down like a golden waterfall. The natural spikiness they had before was all lost, the strands straightening as they brushed past his shoulders and flowed down his back as he moaned in reluctant delight, the feeling of them against his skin confirming that they were inhumanly soft.

Takeru was starting to piece it together now, the impossibility of the situation starting to become clear to him as he shook his head in denial.

“AH~! M-MY VOICE!? IT SOUNDS LIKE... ANGEWOMON! BUT I’M... THAT'S... THIS CAN'T BE REAL! WHAT'S HAPPENING!!!??? WHY AM I FEELING LIKE THISSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!?”

The sound of his new voice was torture for his body, Takeru having no idea why hearing Angewomon crying out like this was making his rod twitch, his shaft buzzing with pent up cum and digital energy. He had to stop this, the boy knowing that whatever was happening was terribly wrong, no matter how right it felt.

He had no idea just how much better it would get for him though, Takeru biting his lip to hold back his primal wail as his chest tingled with surges of digital energy, his body drawing it in like a magnet. His evolution was beyond his control, Takeru's inferior, youthful form slowly being elevated to a level above the heavens as his cock became fully visible in his skintight shorts.

It was the first time in his life he had been horny for something, his groans spurring him onwards, thoughts of Angewomon sparking newfound needs as his mind buzzed with pleasure. New thoughts were slipping inside, purifying code, mixing with his mind as he moaned in conflict.

"You should not be alarmed. We are improving you. Purifying you. Your current form is unsuitable for your purpose, little one."

His eyes glazed over, the comforting feminine voice almost deafening to him despite it only being a quiet whisper, Takeru shaking his head as his chest and cock ached in strange need.

"W-WHAT!? W-WHO ARE YOU!? A-ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? PLEASE STAHHHHHHHPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He needed release, Takeru moaning in unrivalled desire as he collapsed to the floor, grinding his manhood against it out of instinct. His mind felt like it was drowning in feelings beyond his imagination.

"We are the light. We are pure. Do not be scared. Becoming a holy Digimon is the highest honour of all. We would prefer you didn't perform such indecent actions, but it is of no concern. You will not desire them once you are pure."

Nothing was working, the boy letting out blubbering whimpers as an invisible force prevented him from cumming, Takeru reduced to a squirming mess. His heart raced once he processed the voice's words, gasping as his shoulders began to crunch down.

"W-WAIT, BUT I'M NOT A DIGIMONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M A HUMANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN~!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Like everything else, you will sacrifice your humanity for the glory of the light. This is what you wanted, little one. You wished for power. And power is what you will gain."

It wasn't even a question, the meaning of the words becoming clear as the boy's body exploded with ecstasy, his screams echoing through the room as his mind was bombarded with wonderful sensations. He was terrified of them, yet he couldn't help but enjoy them, his chest feeling like it was illuminated with beams of pleasure, holy and digital energy alike burning within.

The feelings brought even greater sensitivity to his body, everything suddenly feeling far more responsive, bringing him even more of the godly euphoria as he spasmed from bliss. The only thing that rivalled the sensitivity was the power, Takeru groaning as he felt it break out inside him, strength beyond human comprehension flooding his body all at once.

All he could do was scream, the ground beneath cracking from his desperate thrashes as power poured into his body, everything burning with holy energy, the pleasure horrifyingly addictive. His limbs remained just as slim though, something the boy was completely oblivious about, far more concerned with the amazing feelings in his chest.

He didn't want to, but he simply couldn't help himself, Takeru gasping as he shakily put his hands on his chest, his entire body spasming as he felt his nipples through his shirt. The pleasure was only brief though, the boy frantically pulling them away, regaining his self-control just as the feelings burst.

Fat was rushing behind his nipples, digital and holy energy guiding their development as they pushed against his shirt, inflating outwards as he lost all control of his body.

"HNGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!!!! S-SO MUCH POWERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR~!!!!!!!!!!!! M-MY MINDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD, C-CAN'T TAKE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE STAHPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP~!!!!!!!!!!!!!! N-NOT A DIGIMON PLEASE, THIS HAS TO BE A M-MIST-"

"We do not make mistakes. You will become a Digimon. A Digimon that is one with the light. One with our purity. We will remove your sinful needs. Do not be scared. You will be powerful. Stronger. Better."

He could only see darkness, but his mind felt blinded with light, the brightest, purest, and most sacred of lights he could imagine, every corner lit up by its perfect glory. His body bucked in sync with each surge of fat moving into his chest, his toes curling as he felt his existence being hacked.

The power made it even harder to think clearly, the boy still hoping that someone could save him from this fate, trying to use thoughts of his friends to help him hold on. He weirdly seemed to be focused on their partners more though, something inside him associating itself more with them than the Digidestined with one key exception, the boy shutting his eyes as he did his best to resist the thoughts.

He was left panting for breath as his chest finally stopped growing, blushing intensely as he felt his breasts, the concept of them being his own still almost impossible for him to process. Takeru couldn't understand why they felt so good, his mom never saying her breasts were this sensitive, even when he was listening in from another room but that was a weird thought. Families were more of a human thing. She never really had anyone to take care of her since her Digiegg got separated from-

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! W-WHY DID I JUST- OH GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD TOO GOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The thought had forced itself into his head, squeals slipping from his lips as he shook from bliss, the foreign memory feeling anything but wrong as it sent even more holy energy through his veins. Strange new connections were forming, the nerves in his back shifting and twisting, digital energy reprogramming what his body was capable of.

"Power can only be wielded by those who are pure. Therefore your mind will be made pure. The light will remove everything you no longer need. The light will guide you. Mould you. The light is pure. We oppose the darkness. Do you want to oppose us too, little one?”

Takeru was only half listening, more focused on the energy that was gathering in his back, his eyes watering as it felt like it was going to split open, holy energy merging into new solid shapes beneath his skin. They were twitching, the movements sending blissful pulses of holy light through his body that purified all it touched.

The first targeted his hands, their shape collapsing as they lost their broadness, exchanged for regal daintiness, his lengthening nails sparkling with a faint polish in the light. They looked beautiful, a perfect match for his lithe limbs, his fingers twitching from bliss as Takeru remained unaware in the darkness, moaning as another wave went through him.

This one hit his mind, old thoughts fading as they were purified, new ones coming to the surface, human behaviour suddenly seeming strange to him, weakness a foreign concept when her strength rivalled Greymon only one form below this one. The little memories of his earliest childhood were changing, homely surroundings becoming vast forests in a seemingly unending digital world, in search of something that still remained just out of reach of his mind.

His hope was fading, panic starting to set in as the boy hopelessly clawed at the smooth metal of his mask, still unable to get a good hold on it. He had long since realised who he was becoming, the knowledge not making it any less terrifying to him, his inexperienced mind unable to resist the gentle influence of the new thoughts.

Takeru felt the third pulse build, whimpering in panic, having no idea just what would happen when it burst, not having to wait long as the solidified energy surged forward.

“Do not be alarmed. It is time for you to ascend. Time for you to accept our grace.”

His mind was blank, the boy unable to even scream, the sensual gasp of surprise underselling just how overwhelmed with delight his mind was. The lack of sight only emphasized just how good it felt, Takeru feeling something on his back, giving an occasional twitch from the pleasure as he shakily went to grab it, oblivious to what it was.

His hands met the softest surface imaginable, another gasp leaving him as he rubbed the new limb in shock. It was a long wing, coated with pure white feathers, the feeling of them heavenly in his hand, the feelings overwhelming him as he moaned happily. The light took advantage of his hesitation, filling his mind with more of its glow, the wing allowing even more holy energy to flood into him as he realised, she was evolving, ascending, the light guiding her into a better form that she would use to vanquish the darkness she despised so-

“GAH~! NONONONONONONOOOOOOOOOOOO~!!!!!!! THAT'S NOT RIGHTTTTTTTTTTTT I DON'T WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!”

Another wing burst from his back before he could finish, the suddenness of its growth forcing his spine into an arch as the room itself shook from his thrashing. Both wings flapped instinctively, the boy once again finding himself filled with feelings he couldn’t understand, driving him mad as he stubbornly tried to resist.

He continued grinding his cock into the floor despite this, his lust impossible to hold back, Takeru finding it hard to properly distinguish both sets of identities in his head, something he needed to clear up so she could properly help Hikari and...

“AH~!? WAIT H-HIKARI!? WHY DID... AH GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!!!”

Thinking of her was a mistake, the name alone striking his resistance and shattering large portions of it, a new purpose engraving itself deep into his soul as he screamed in ecstasy. The boy always knew Digimon partners grew more powerful from their Digidestined partner’s emotions, but he never thought he would experience the other end of it, his dazed mind begging in desperation as the energies were joined by Hikari's hopes and dreams.

“Ascend. Ascend to the light. Ascend to purity. Ascend for your partner. Ascend for our champion of light.”

He could barely understand the words through the raw pleasure flooding his body, his only response mindless screams as the holy feelings blew his mind, thoughts of Hikari filling him with a desperate need. It wasn’t sexual though, the desire simply to help her in every possible way, the girl seeming more important than anything else as the link to her tempted him to give in.

It was wrong that he wanted to, wrong that the new thoughts felt more correct than the old, wrong that he wanted more, but no amount of mental persuading would convince his body to act otherwise. He was mostly resisting without thinking now, his dazed mind unsure what he was exactly fighting.

”N-nooooooooooooooooooo, I-I need to... f-fight, can’t g-give...this isn’t... p-please help me... I don’t want the p-power anymore, I-I want...”

”Stay calm little one. There’s nothing to be afraid of. Accept your destiny. This purpose is the highest honour. Give in to the light and bury your sins.”

He squealed as another wing forced itself from his back, his cock desperately throbbing in another hopeless attempt to cum, the holy energy continuing to block his manhood despite his efforts. His wings flapped and twitched from the sheer bliss of it all, the boy losing himself as he remembered all the times she had used them before, flying above the battlefield, a harbinger of divinity which had every inch of her regal purity on display.

It was hard to resist when his entire body felt like his g spot, Takeru having no clue how to react to such raw pleasure and arousal, the sensations beyond his wildest imagination as every inch of skin felt on fire. Everything felt far too sensitive, the euphoria unbearable to him, the pent up arousal simply too much for his inexperienced mind as every instinct begged for release, the changing boy unaware that his thighs were being prepared to truly rock his world.

In his panic, he found he had become a slave to the sinful lust, his tiny, purified hands almost tearing open his shorts so he could pleasure his shaft directly. He almost had it before a wing pulled them away, Takeru's whimpers becoming desperate screams into the darkness, his mind filled with light as unmatched euphoria erupted in his thighs.

It was too much, his mind pulling apart at the seams as he was bathed with godly pleasure, every inch of him alight, the feelings amazingly good as the energy guided the siphoned mass into them. His cries sounded barely human, matching the changing DNA of his body as holy energy washed over his waist, solidifying into tight leather straps, the boy's squeals growing even louder as they squeezed.

He was seeing stars in the darkness as he thrashed mindlessly, the little fat in his stomach dropping into his right thigh, gasping as it sensually inflated outwards, the mass turning thick and womanly. The shorts ripped from its size, something that made the feelings in his cock even worse as it teasingly rubbed against it.

“HNGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO GOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!!!! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO FEEL SO GOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD~!?”

Takeru really couldn’t figure it out, her thighs usually not rubbing against anything but each other, the sensation of them squishing together always pleasing her. It would normally be a sin, but the feeling was simply unavoidable considering how big they were, the fact pleasing her to no end as she felt the power of an ultimate holy Digimon wash away all the tiny little thoughts that were-

He was broken out of the mental slip by another burst of holy energy, more of his past annihilated by the feeling of another wing forcing its way out of his back. It flexed from the feelings flowing through him, his nerves buzzing from bliss as he gasped in ecstasy.

“Give into the thoughts, little one. You know you desire it. You can’t hide what you think from the light. It’s only natural to accept your fate and role.”

The boy couldn’t even say anything in response, simply shaking his head in denial, pathetically trying to pull himself off the ground through the darkness. It was impossible, Takeru falling flat onto the ground with every attempt, his vastly different centre of gravity sealing his fate.

His hope was admirable but even that would have to face the light, the changes putting a stop to his pointless attempts, the left side of his shorts unravelling into straps before stabbing into the flesh of his thigh. He almost lost his voice from his loud squeals, his thigh swelling to match its twin, Takeru's wings and cock twitching in sync with his heartbeat as his newly thickened thighs sensually squished against each other.

His memories were a blur, her past lost in a lonely haze, one she spent in search of her partner, detailed accounts of past adventures becoming things she was filled in on after joining the group later, things he had only watched from the sidelines now battles she had fought on the front lines of. Hikari was the one consistency between the thoughts, protecting her remaining one of the most important things to him as his feet collapsed, his tiny toes wiggling as they evolved into heavenly elegance.

He was wailing, tears of both pleasure and fear dripping down his face as he clutched his head, shaking and grinding into the floor as he tried to hold onto his humanity. He loved it though, he loved the power, the thoughts, the divinity, making it all the harder to resist.

“GAH~! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! STOP CHANGING HOW I THINK! PLEASE I NEED TO FIGHT THIS, I DON’T WANT THIS I-“

Takeru had hoped saying the words would make him believe them, his panic increasing as he felt uncertain that he even meant them, the boy about to try again before the light started a different approach. He screamed in distress as new images assaulted his mind, images of an older version of his fr-partner, looking the same as she always did. She was so alone though, no one with her as she looked around in panic, who was going to protect her? She needed help! Why wasn’t-

“N-nooooooooooooo~! H-Hikari~! I’m... s-sorry... I-I... don’t...”

”Shhhhhhhhhhhhh. Do not be alarmed, little one. This will be over soon. You are confused. But you don’t need to fight us. We will make everything clear. And give you the power to help your human friend.”

His confidence crumbled, Takerumon’s head aching as he collapsed, whimpering as his mind was overrun, every attempt at resistance met with another image of Hikari in danger. Everything was clear now, Hikari needed her Digimon, Hikari needed her, the fear hesitantly dwelling despite it all as something inside screamed to keep fighting.

She ignored it though, moaning softly as her wings began to wrap around her body, comforting her conflicted soul as she smiled happily. They were made of purity, their touch alone causing her sinful clothes to shift and morph as they were remoulded by pure holy energy.

Most of it was stripped away, the material shifting around her body, the colour bleached into pure white, the fabric softening to match as it remained just as skintight on her body. It only covered half of her body, the rest left exposed, from her upper chest, sexy midriff and almost the entirety of her left arm and leg.

Takerumon’s mind was a mess, walls of resistance collapsing under the pressure as human concepts and understanding were washed away in a sea of digital data. She was experiencing the full extent of her partnership, the need to protect and help her human partner almost overwhelming as her left shoe became a tall, high heeled boot, the right doing the same as it merged with her lengthening shorts leg, becoming a long, pale stocking that left nothing to the imagination.

She felt at peace in the wings, the wonderful softness washing away her worries like a bad dream, her cries growing slightly less intense as pure behaviour was coded into her brain. Her perfect, holy outfit was completed when the leftover material was repurposed all over, white fabric coating her neck as three spikes grew from both sides of her helmet, the rest becoming a long pink ribbon that lovingly wrapped itself around her arms.

Finally, a gold ring attached itself to her left ankle, the feeling of her clothes leaving her moaning in joy, the outfit feeling nothing less than divine against her flesh, the material as soft as her previous form’s fur. Takerumon could only wish she could see it, narrowing her eyes as she tried to figure out why she couldn't, the annoying muttering in her head doing little to help her mood.

"Your ascension is almost complete. Give in to your wants. Discard your sin. Discard your life. Devote yourself to the light. Devote yourself to Hikari. Tell us, little one. What do you want?"

She shivered at their words, the almost Digimon making some pleased gasps as she felt her hips slowly force themselves apart, their otherworldly size only adding to her beautiful figure, bringing her closer to completion. There were so many answers that came to mind, thoughts of defiance mercilessly crushed over and over again with the guilt of abandoning Hikari, her old identity losing more of itself with every one.

"I... I... w-want... I-I need... t-to see though this helmet already!"

All Takemon could think of was how she hated looking into the darkness she despised so much, longing to see her perfect body with her own two eyes. The almost girl gasped happily as she felt faint pleasure gathering above her cock, driving her insane with lust.

"Only those that are pure can see through the helmet, little one. But do not worry, there is only one thing left to remove now. One last thing for you to sacrifice for the glory of the light. Do you surrender it to us? Do you accept the power and purity of a holy Digimon? Do you accept it as your one and only form for all of eternity?"

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LORD YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!! I-I SACRIFICE MY IDENTITY TO YOUR PERFECTION~! MY MANHOOD BELONGS TO YOUR DIVINE JUDGEMENT~! I OFFER UP MY HUMANITY TO YOUR GLORY~! JUST TAKE IT~! TAKE IT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL~!!!!!!!!!! EVERYTHING I AM BELONGS TO THE LIGHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AMENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN~!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Takgemon screamed out her prayers, her brain tingling as she finally reached her enlightenment, even what little remained of her old life in full agreement as it eagerly sacrificed its own existence for the glory and power of the heavens. It only got better from there, Takgemon giving a happy gasp as holy arrows were let loose inside her, her body bucking as she felt them strike their target, her balls erupting in ecstasy.

It would be sinful to squeal anymore, the almost girl grateful that her Digimon physiology was so used to punishment as she gasped happily, her body shivering as she felt her balls slowly deflating like popped balloons. They gradually sank deeper and deeper inside her, Takgewmon shivering in anticipation while she eagerly waited for them to pop back inside her.

She knew it would happen any second now, the wait for it torturous until one finally shot back inside her with a loud slurp~! Takgewomon gasped, her body exploding with unimaginable pleasure as her left ball collapsed, morphing into an ovary as another pure, dove-like wing burst from her back.

That was only part of the unimaginable euphoria though, her ass the other source of her utter delight as one of her asscheeks was flooded with mass, forcing it outwards as it was filled with thick, womanly fat. It strained against her clothes, Takgewomon's mind only having a second to process the feelings before it was dunked back into the pleasure.

Her remaining ball was eager to be changed, collapsing back inside her only seconds after its twin, digital energy blasting all over her body as purity was coded into her very soul. She gasped and bucked as another wing grew from her back, all six of them flapping from the overwhelming bliss, the faint movements so powerful she accidentally created a small tornado around her.

Tangewomon's vision was finally clearing, the sin in her mind almost fully purified as the darkness was stripped away, her fingers spasming as her right asscheek burst outwards, straining against her clothes even more as her evolution grew closer to completion. She had already ascended to an angel, but she wanted more, Hikari needing nothing less than total purity in her partner.

The light agreed, the Digimon's gasps growing more frequent as the darkness was annihilated by the light’s intense glow, the sensations overwhelmingly intense for her as she let the light into every inch of her form. The fluids in her cock were burning, the sinful testosterone filled with the light, digital energy recoding its chemical structure as it turned as clear and pure as her.

It felt like the light was burning and melting away at her cock from the inside, the sinful manhood standing no chance against it as it began to sink back inside her, her eyes wet with tears as she panted for breath.

"You have done well, child. As a reward for your offerings. We shall help you discard the sinful chains that are anchoring you. We shall set you free."

She let out a single moan as the barrier within her cock was finally removed, pure holy water blasting from her tip as her body was emptied of all its sin. Faint pressure broke out in her back as holy water continued to pour from her cock, joy filling her as she eagerly embraced the light, the symbol of sin getting smaller by the second.

Tangewomon was in heaven, memories of her partner rushing through her head as everything human was crushed, purity left in its wake as her shaft finally collapsed under pressure. Her last two wings erupted from her back in unison with her cock’s inversion, proof of her status as an ultimate Digimon as she was completed, her pure eyes still shut from the intense sensations.

Her mind was blank as the aftershocks coursed through her, instinct guiding her body as she shakily got to her feet before floating upwards slightly. She was still for a moment before gently opening her eyes, the light spurring her new identity awake before leaving her to her own devices.

"It is over now. You are ready. Wake up, child. Arise... Angewomon."

Angewomon blinked, all memory of the transformation purged from her mind as she looked around at her surroundings, the temple not looking familiar to her as a look of curiosity filled her features.

"Hmmm, where am I? What even is this place? I don't remember coming here... and I'm... Digivolved?"

The Digimon was filled with confusion, some of her later memories feeling oddly foggy, Angewomon sure she would be able to recall them in time as she gracefully floated to the ground. She was lost in thought, idly looking to the side as she racked her brain for anything that would explain how she had gotten here.

"It doesn't seem dangerous at least. But I can't have Digivolved without good reason... huh?"

Angewomon was distracted from her train of thought as she spotted two items on the floor, a closer look revealing them as Hikari's crest and Digivice. The sight instantly made her narrow her eyes in anger, a feeling of divine protectiveness swelling in her chest, all set to search for her partner before stopping herself at the last moment as she realized something.

"Wait... her crest? We had to get rid of them ages ago... and her Digivice is the original model now? Did something cause it to revert from its D3 form? Or..."

She didn't get the chance to finish her sentence, a sound catching her attention as she turned around. She was just in time to see a large blue wolf drop from the hole in the ceiling, the boy on its back leaping off instantly with a look of determination on his face.

"TAKERU! ARE YOU DOWN HERE? WE HEARD TREMORS ON THE WAY! DID SOMETHING HAPP- h-huh?"

Yamato's speech ended with a stammer as he spotted Angewomon standing a short distance away, a faint blush on his shocked and embarrassed face as he quickly looked away, his partner looking just as confused. The Digidestined looked exactly how he did a few years ago, right after the first Diablomon incident, the pieces starting to connect in her mind as another voice rang down.

"Ugh, I said wait up Yamato! We don't know what's down here! I know you're still salty that this interrupted your band auditions but Takeru can handle himself! Besides, what's- oh hey Angewomon! How did you get here before us? Didn't you just go down the other tunnel with the others? Anyways, did you find Takeru anywhere?"

Mimi smiled sweetly as Lillymon brought her to the floor, still glaring at the slightly flustered Yamato in annoyance as the impossibility was all but confirmed to the archangel. Angewomon kept a cool head though, “hmm”ing to herself and attempting to figure out the best way to explain that she had somehow travelled from the future, eventually just sighing as the two Digidestined looked at her in confusion.

“That’s because I’m... well I am but... sigh... you all might want to sit down. This is where it gets complicated...”