Chris takes a look around the dorm room, making his way inside with a small hum. Looking down towards the schedule he was given once more the human nods to himself, double checking the number of his dorm. Though he noticed just how empty it was. It would seem his roommate wasn’t quite home yet. Setting his stuff down by the door Chris decides to poke around a bit. See if he could make first dibs on one of the rooms. Both of the rooms appeared to be basic in design. Practically mirror images of one another. THe living space itself however was the main goal there. One room itself was a bit closer towards the main living area, while the next was closer to the kitchen. Outside of that there wasn’t really anything too special about the rooms, both of them overlooked the courtyard. Eventually however he just shrugs and picks up his things once more. Plopping them down next to the barebones bed a small pang of nervousness going through his body, reaching up to rub the back of his head. He couldn’t help but feel his nerves rocket up with just a hint of worry. After all, he had no idea what his roommate would be like. He could only really hope that he was a kind guy as well.
While setting up the inside of his room he hears the sound of the door opening from the entrance. Perking up, and turning his attention towards the door to his room Chris gets up and starts to make his way out. Stretching a bit before opening up the door. “Uh, hi there I’m your new roommate. I got here a bit earlier so I hope you don’t… Mind..” He trails off looking around, the door was still open, though looking around he couldn’t see anyone else behind the kitchen counter. Frowning and scratching the back of his head he turns and starts to walk back towards his room.
“H-hey sorry, I just had to set down my things!” A voice says from somewhere nearby. A small yelp of surprise leaving Chris’s mouth, quickly reaching up to cover his mouth with a deep blush. Slowly coming around the corner was a small, seal-like creature pulling along luggage that was a good bit larger than him. With a small huff he sets it down, dusting off his hand flippers before looking up to the human with a quick wave. “Yeah no worries you were here first so take whatever you want~ I’m Gomamon by the way~” He replies offering a flipper up towards the human. Chris was caught off by the size of his roommate. A small digimon, if he knew what it was, he just wasn’t expecting one so small as a roommate. Kneeling down he takes the digimon’s flipper gently, blushing as he gives it a small and quick shake.
“Nice to meet you Gomamon, I’m Chris.” He replies with a warm smile to the digimon. Blushing slightly he looks over the little guy. He had to admit he was pretty cute looking. Like something you’d see as a pet. Of course he couldn’t just out and say that. He didn’t want to be rude after all. But giving a quick shake of his head he gets back up and looks down towards the bags the digimon was carrying. Tilting his head a bit he gestures down to them. “Do you maybe want some help carrying those things? They seem pretty heavy? I could bring them to your room for you?” He offers, still holding that smile as Gomamon perks up happily.
“Yeah if it’s not too much that’d be great!” He replies with a firm nod, looking back towards the luggage he was carrying with him. “I know it probably isn’t too much for you, but uh well, I’m not exactly built the same.” He laughs once more, rubbing the back of his head with a flipper. Chris just smiles and walks over to the Gomamon, going to lift up the suitcase the digimon had. Though as soon as he attempts to lift it up he finds himself nearly dropping it from the weight. A small gasp leaves his mouth but he manages to keep a hold on the suitcase. Gomamon looked surprised by this, holding a flipper up to his mouth as he stared. “O-oh well then.. It might have been a bit more heavy than I thought~” he laughs a bit while Chris blushes.
“Yeah you really packed this thing as full as you could huh?” Chris asks with a bit of a nervous chuckle, lifting it up a bit more with a grunt before starting towards the other free room. Slowly swaying back and forth with a small grunt as he moves. Obviously doing his best to try and keep himself standing. Nearly tripping a few times as he stumbles to keep standing. “S-sorry to ask dude but what exactly do you have in here?” He questions watching Gomamon open the door with ease. Jumping up and slapping his flipper on the handle to pop it open. Stepping aside he lets Chris step in first, stumbling his way through and nearly falling face first into the ground, sending the suitcase flying into the air as it falls on his chest, knocking the wind out of him.
“Oh shoot! You okay?” Gomamon asks, hurrying over and pushing the suitcase out of the way with a quick huff. Managing to get it off with some effort. The front having popped open Chris looks over watching the top swing open inside of the suitcase were various objects and clothes for the smaller digimon. Likely different things to help with everyday living. Given Digimon in general were shorter than most humans. At least at their base level. It wasn’t all too surprising to see them have various items on them to grab or use other objects. When digimon started to appear a few years back a lot of them just didn’t have anything to help. It was certainly nice to see otherwise. As Chris continues to help Gomamon he can’t help but watch the digimon, it wasn’t something he’d say outright but he had to admit, the little guy was pretty cute.
As the year kicked off Chris found himself swamped in work, unable to really go out too much, usually just stuck in the dorm working on school work and other projects. The only time he was really free was when he managed to find some time to relax and have a bite to eat. It didn’t take too long to learn how good of a cook Gomamon was. The digimon was at the school to pursue a culinary occupation so it wasn’t much of a surprise. Though it usually led to Chris getting to try various meals the digimon had made. Not that he was complaining, it was nice to be able to come back to his dorm with a proper meal, instead of having to deal with low quality fast food or instant meals. The more of them talked the more Chris began to feel things for the digimon however. It was hard to place as he’d never really dealt with anything like it before, but it was nice to be around him. One night while they were having dinner together Chris looked around a bit, looking at the massive meal that had been set up. It was a bit into their first year and he couldn’t help but notice the sizes of the meals that were set up. “Have a lot of work to do for class?” The human eventually asks, Gomamon perking up and tilting his head as he hops up onto the chair.
“Hm? What do you mean by that?” He questions, Chris wordlessly gesturing to the amount of food in front of them. Blushing slightly Gomamon chuckles a bit nervously and rubs the back of his head with a blush. “Oh uh no this isn’t really for class. I just kinda wanted to make something for us to eat~” He explains with a small wave of his flipper. “I mean a lot of the stuff I’ve been making every night has been for us to have. I mean yeah the practice is great for my classes. But uh, aside from some of the desserts I haven’t really needed to do these for class.” The digimon blushes softly, looking down towards the meal playing with his flippers a bit. “Is that.. Weird?” As he asks this Chris just smiles, blushing more himself before giving a shake of his head.
“No not at all~ It’s pretty sweet to be honest.” He replies, rubbing the back of his head with a small laugh. “You’re a pretty amazing cook, it’s not too surprising that you're majoring in it.” He replies with a small laugh. “So hey, be a bit curious, if you don’t mind me asking. Have you ever heard of..” He trails off slightly a short huff leaving his mouth before closing his eyes. “Have you ever heard of a Digimon getting together with a human?” He asks, finally looking back at Gomamon, who hums slightly reaching a flipper up to his muzzle, giving it a few rubs as he really thought over it.
“Uhh.. Can’t say I really have, mostly just cause we’re such different beings you know?” Gomamon explains tilting his head back with a small hum of curiosity. “Why do you ask though?” He questions not picking up on what was a pretty obvious question. Chris looks away again scratching a bit at his chin.
“Well it’s kinda like, you’re pretty great to be honest~ Really sweet, I mean not just with cooking and everything, but you’re just really nice to be around you know?” He explains, blushing softly while looking away with a small huff. “I really like you Gomamon.” He says with a slightly nervous chuckle at the end, biting his lip. “I uh.. That sounds really dumb doesn’t it? Sorry I-I uh didn’t mean to weird you out.” He says not even looking back, as such he didn’t even see the digimon’s shocked expression, only hearing the silence that came with it as the digimon looks down towards his flippers. Toying with them a bit as he frowns, thinking for a few more moments. Before giving a short nod.
“Well, there is a pretty huge difference between us..” He rubs the back of his head with a slight smile. “But what if I told you there might be a way for us to get together?” He questions looking up. “It would require some big changes on your part. But if you’re willing to try it out.. I uh do like you too~” He replies, voice growing just a bit quieter. Hopping down off the chair the smaller digimon hurries off into the room as Chris thinks to himself frowning as he looks down towards the table, he did want to give it a shot. But such a major change could he really do that? It doesn’t take too long for Gomamon to come back up, slipping a small vial on the table, only that appeared to be swimming with data. “It’s uhhh… I guess you could say some of my data. Nothing too weird, but basically all you have to do is take a few drops every week or so and you’ll slowly become a digimon like me!” He exclaims happily. Holding his flippers up on either side with a wide smile.
“Become a digimon like you?” Chris asks, looking down towards the vial. Seeming to think on it for a good while, eventually crossing his arms. “Do you know what kind of digimon I’d become?” Gomamon simply shakes his head in response. Chris could feel his heart racing as he stared at the vial. Eventually though he smiles, and gives one short nod reaching out to pick it up. “So, how much do I need to take a week?”
“Hmm not too much, maybe a drop or two per meal?” Gomamon replies, if you wanna start tonight you can drip it onto your food, or we can hold off if you want to think things over.” He explains with a soft smile and nod. Chris looks down towards the vial once more. Grabbing the small dropper that hung on the side of the vial. Taking the top off and dipping the dropper into it, sucking up a bit of the liquid data he looks at it with a slight blush before dropping it onto the top of his meal, the cut of meat Gomamon had cooked up soaking up right away, smiling to Gomamon he nods and gets to eating. Once he was done with the meal he didn’t exactly feel any different, sure he felt full from the meal, but aside from that there wasn’t really much of a change. Reaching down to rub at his belly Chris smiles once more to Gomamon. “Soo how are you feeling?” The digimon asks before he can say anything. Hopping off the table and moving over to Chris he looks up and down the human, as if trying to see something.
“Hmmm.. Not really any different? Is it supposed to act slow?” He asks, rubbing a bit at his chest, though upon giving it a few tugs he quickly notices something strange. His clothes felt weird, just a bit more loose than he was used to. He hadn’t quite noticed until right then but he was shorter. Only by an inch or two but as he tugs at his pants to keep them on there was certainly no denying it. “W-woah.. I-I… I didn’t even notice?” He muses aloud to himself, rubbing a bit at the back of his head, blushing softly. “I thought it might be at least a bit uncomfortable or painful.” As Chris questions he reaches a hand up feeling a slight bump on his forehead, he thought it was just a pimple at first or perhaps something else but upon feeling just how hard it was he pulls his hand back down, figuring it was a part of the changes.
“Yeah it’s nothing painful or anything. More just altering your body by changing it into data. It’s well.. I mean it’s more normal to us, maybe not so much to you guys.” Gomamon laughs a little nervously, playing with his flippers a bit. Though as Chris is standing there, he feels a sudden surge through his body, draining almost all of his energy from his, forcing him to sway on his feet. Nearly falling back, barely managing to catch himself, keeping himself standing albeit barely. Nearly falling onto his ass but managing to hold him up he shakes his head softly, feeling a wave of exhaustion pour over him. Jumping a bit Gomamon moves to help keep him up despite the fact he probably wouldn’t be able to do too much. “Y-you okay?” He questions, voice heavy with worry as he looks up towards Chris.
The human smiles softly and nods, holding a hand to his head. “Yeah, I think I might just be a bit tired.. Nothing too serious. I promise~” He replies with a quick thumbs up, obviously doing his best to stay up and not pass out on the spot. Gomamon sees this but doesn’t argue. “I uh.. I think I’ll probably lay down. Got all of my work done already so it’ll help a good bit to kinda just relax and sleep. T-thanks though, honestly Gomamon~ I have tomorrow off though if you maybe want to I don’t know.. Spend some time together?” He offers playing with his hands a bit in a very similar fashion to how Gomamon did with his flippers. The seal digimon chuckles happily and gives a nod.
“Yeah that sounds great! I-I’ll see you then~” Gomamon says, blushing furiously, ears folding back as he chuckles a tad nervously. Kneeling down Chris smiles and pulls Gomamon into a quick hug before getting back up. Grabbing the vial and slipping it into his pocket to put it somewhere safe. Gomamon blushes even deeper from the hug before being pulled back. “W-well I’ll see ya tomorrow!” He replies, giving a quick nod before turning and hurrying back towards his room. Chris chuckles a bit to himself, but gives a small nod himself before turning and starting back to his room. Upon laying down in bed the human stares up at the ceiling, by now it was almost like he could practically feel the data flowing through his entire form. It was barely noticeable, just a slight growing tingling in the back of his mind that soon began to spread throughout his body. It was something that felt so strange, and yet at the same time it felt comfortable, cozy, and just nice all around. Exhaling softly he slowly starts to drift off.
As the morning comes around James can once again feel those changes settling in his form. His skin felt a bit dry, and checking himself in the shared bathroom he could see the bump on his forehead had once again grown just a bit larger. Frowning and prodigy at it slightly he wonders just what he’s becoming. Though thinking not much of it he slips out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to see Gomamon once again cooking up a meal. Taking his seat at the table he waits for the seal to take notice of him. “Morning!~” Gomamon remarks cheerfully, humming as he stirs something. “Made us a bit of soup to get things going, something nice and easy, especially if you’re having any.. Side effects from the data?” He questions, tilting his head to the side as he hops down and waddles over to Chris, looking him up and down. “Wow coming along pretty well, though you have a while to go~” He winks, getting a bowl for each of them struggling for a moment to put it on the table.
Slipping more of that data into his soup he gets to eating this time he could feel his body changing a bit faster than before. Slowly shrinking down bit by bit. Outgrowing his clothes in mere moments as he blushes, reaching a hand up he could feel a small pressure against his forehead. The small bump continues to grow out into a nice large horn. After the meal he couldn’t help but notice he had put on a bit of weight. Rubbing softly at his slight chub belly he can’t help but blush. Despite the fact he was wearing clothes he couldn’t help but feel naked still
After the meal the two of them sit down on the couch. Gomamon lounging in Chris’s lap with a small huff and smile. “You’re looking pretty good, though we really should get you something to wear.” He thinks for a few moments before picking himself up off his soon to be digiboyfriend’s lap. “I have an idea~” He scurries off towards Chris’s room coming back out with a shirt of his. “Put some of the data on here~” He gestures down to it as Chris stares with a bit of surprise. But he followed along, dripping some of the data extract onto the shirt. The fabric seems to soak it up with little effort. Before suddenly starting to swell with fur. Each strand of fabric grows in a bushy patch of fur. Blue and white stripes form across the base as Chris tosses off his clothes, revealing just how hefty his pot belly had gotten as he slides the fur coat over his arms.
The two of them spend the rest of their day relaxing before going to bed, as the next day came around Chris got up nice and early heading out into the kitchen he became quickly aware of just how small he had gotten. Barely able to see over the counter as he frowns and huffs softly. After finding the stool Gomamon used he got to work, deciding to make breakfast for the both of them today. It wasn’t the best, he really only knew how to make omelets, and they weren’t the best. But Gomamon seemed to love them. Over the course of the day he took a few more doses, the horn on his head growing larger, all while his skin began to change color and tone as well.
The dryness that he had assumed was just that was starting to get just a bit more intense. Oddly though it didn’t feel wrong or anything, in fact it felt kinda nice. Though after dinner he noticed something else. The coat he was wearing, the only thing he wore now was starting to change as well. The sleeves on it were growing what he could only describe were claws. The stomach opened up and grew longer down his back. Alongside that he could also feel something else, there was another bump, right above his tailbone. Something he could easily feel was his tail.
After about a week his tail had fully grown in alongside the horn, his hands had grown fat and meaty, and it was hard to ignore his larger gut and rear, his tail resting over a nice rump. While he could control his tail it was hard to stop it from wagging whenever he got close to Gomamon. “So you feel like you're coming along well dude~ How are you feeling?” Gomamon asks as the two of them sit down for dinner. A smile on his face as he looks him over. The pelt now having formed a mask over his face, his normally blue eyes dilating and turning a brighter red. “Looks like you’re becoming a Gabumon, a pretty cute one at that~” He teases reaching over the table to give a few light pats to his round gut. “Perfect to test some recipes out on wouldn’t you say?” He asks with a wink. Chris chuckles a bit as he blushes rubbing the back of his head with his new claw.
“Yeah well I do love your cooking~ I wouldn’t mind getting to try out everything~” Gabumon replies, not really bothering with his old name, after all he was a digimon now, or at least almost one. It would be better to go by a digimon name he figured. As the next day came around he found himself looking over his body in the mirror. Giving his stomach a few rubs. While he probably didn’t gain or lose any weight pound wise his old weight had redistributed with his new height. Giving him a nice pot belly. As he got to eating that day Gomamon had given Gabumon practically a feast as the two of them laid around on the couch. Gabumon had gotten a few questions from other friends and professors but he settled their worries. After lunch that day his skin had begun to dye a deeper yellow once more, Feet shifting around, growing fatter, losing two toes as they merged together into nice, massive paws.
Meanwhile his stomach had begun to change color as well a strange blue and pink marking appearing on his stomach. Reaching a hand down to his belly, once again giving it a few rubs. Soon enough the day came to an end, and by now the two of them had started to share a room together. Cuddling up to one another as Gomamon rubs Gabumon’s belly. Gabumon meanwhile pulled his new mate lovingly into his belly, holding him tight as the two of them drift off into sleep.
As the next day finally comes around Gabumon looks down at the vial, there was still one serving of it left. “So.. You could still go back if you want. But once you finish that, you’ll be a digimon like me forever~” The seal explains pointing to the vial.
Gabumon however doesn’t even need to think about it, just smiling to his mate as he slips the last few drops onto his burger. “Well I hope you like being stuck with a nice chubby Gabumon~” He replies, taking a big bite out of it. Gomamon’s eyes seem to sparkle for just a moment as he dives into Gabumon’s arms. The lizard digimon laughed happily to kiss him on his snout. “Wouldn’t want to be any other way~”
