Digimon Machine Novels & Stories

My stomach lurched as the energy rippled through the floor beneath me. He roared-not fully human, not fully machine, but entirely Damian. The hum of the machinery around us seemed to respond, pulsing in rhythm with his heartbeat. His fingers pressed to the ground, drawing energy from the conduits beneath him. Sparks danced around his arms like whips of light. I watched, terrified and mesmerized, as he turned to me. "Elena... stay back!" His voice was deep, layered with something unearthly, yet the command carried unmistakable urgency.

I stood my ground, holding the book-shield in front of me. BAM. He hit the shield with the force of a truck. The impact sent a shockwave through my arms, but the book didn't break. Instead, it started to suck the ink out of the machine. The silver wires began to dissolve into the pages. The red lights dimmed. "No... the data..." the machine groaned. In seconds, the Bryan-machine was gone. All that was left was a pile of scrap metal and a single, glowing blue microchip on the grass.

Benton opened the doors, and the techs were still in shocked that they had managed to get the quantum diffuser to work correctly and to hold any momentum in keeping the machine going. Everybody was still in awe as they continued to look at the machine. He looked down at her and smiled.

Laging hinuhulog yung stuff toy. Huling token ko na ito, pag hindi pa 'to makukuha. Idedemanda ko talaga gumawa ng machine na to. Tinapat ko yung parang kamay sa Rilakkuma na stuff toy at pinindot ko yung red button. Dinakot naman ito ng kamay. Kagat labi kong tiningnan yung kamay na dinadala yung stuff toy sa gilid na may malaking butas.

Zak starts to thrust, slow and steady, and the machine ramps up with him. “You know why that particular machine is my favorite?” His fingers pinch my nipple while his other hand grips my hip through the split in the chair. “Why?” I gasp. “Because that dildo? It’s a mold of Brandon’s cock.” FUCK. My whole body jolts with that knowledge, and I start rocking between them—my mate’s cock in my ass, my other mate’s cock pounding into my pussy from the machine. I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.

“This is our time limit. Each toy will be tested for roughly twenty minutes, excluding the initial two-minute warm-up mode. Then it would be pumped for five minutes on each of the machine’s four speeds - slow, medium, fast and insane. There will be no stops during the product tests, and you’re free to pay for any extra features as part of the fun. My two minutes of warm-up is almost over, so please watch the side camera more. I’ll continue replying to the chat during the product test because I’m an excellent multitasker.” As soon as Queenie declared that, the machine ramped its speed up, and London jerked backwards as the toy penetrated a little deeper. She wasn’t prepared for it and let out

The corridor inside stretched downward in a gentle slope, smooth walls lined with faintly humming patterns—almost like circuitry, almost like veins. Aiden’s fingers twitched. “It’s alive,” he murmured. Dante froze mid-step. “Alive as in… biological?” “No. Alive as in responsive. This entire structure is a machine, but one built like an organism.” Dante sighed. “Fantastic. We’re in a metal stomach.” But Aiden wasn’t listening anymore. His gaze softened, almost entranced by the rhythmic pulses running along the walls. “It’s communicating.” “With you?” Dante asked.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Machine crouched down in front of the man. The scent of urine took up the tiny room in the basement of RSS. “ah dude, he just pissed himself.” Machine said, scrunching up his face. I just chuckled. “You are talking about cutting off appendages, but yet a little piss grosses you out.” my tone sounded amused. “Fuck you, Ghost.” He chided back as he stood up to walk around the chair. “I think we will start with this little guy,” Machine said sweetly, pulling on the guy’s ear.

Seeing Sia’s pale face, Zora asked,” Are you low on Energy? Not wanting to confuse her any further, Sia just said nodded. Hopefully, Zora would come up with something useful. “Madam, tap on that icon, the one at the top left corner,” Zora said, pointing to an icon. A large machine popped in the corner of the room. Sia felt a sense of Déjà vu. It was the Energy Dispensing Machine(EDM) she used as a child. How had they forgotten such an essential piece of information!?