She says “… disgusting.” and picks Leonard up, hefting him over her shoulder.

Now, Angie was tall. Taller than Erica, who was a relatively lofty height already. If Lenny had to ballpark an estimate, he’d say 6’5”, maybe 6’6”. That’s why it was remarkably easy for her to haul his body along, just from her frame alone. Not even a fireman carry, just keeping the small man over her shoulder with a single as she exited the bedroom. “You need a wash.” she stated.

Considering he’d recently come inside of three different women, one of whom had a hymen he’d most recently pierced through, Leonard didn’t choose to argue with her on that front. Since his vision during the carry was mostly limited to Angie’s plump rear end, he mainly heard her turn on the tub faucet and run a bath. Once the fill stopped, he was rather unceremoniously placed into the waters feet-first, her hands gripping him by his armpits during the transition. “Ah—!” he yelped, body burning a little. “K-Kinda hot, don’t you think…?”

“You need to get clean, and that means hot water.” Angie huffed, as Lenny heard a shuffling of clothes that made his head jerk away for the sake of his apparent washer’s privacy. Moments later, she dipped what sounded like a toe in the waters, before suddenly removing it. “… not a word.” she muttered, as the faucet mysteriously started to spew out some cold water all of a sudden

The unbelievable woman joined Leonard in the tub once it was finally a comfortable temperature, occupying a position behind him as she got to work. It was, oddly enough, the least sexual bath he’d had since he got Point Transfer.

Her hands roamed his body, but only as a necessary aspect of “Performing a Wash” on his various parts. First his upper body, forearms and elbows, shoulders and armpits, even the rubs she administered to his chest was more focused on getting off sweaty dead skin and persistent sex juices than stimulating his libido.

His lower body’s experience was just as unsexy, even considering how intently she rubbed his dick. Maybe it was the sourness of her demeanor, or perhaps her previously stated distaste for all things erotic, but Leonard just could not get even a little hard in these circumstances.

Soon enough, the bathwater was cloudy with soap and other substances, and Angie set open the drain promptly. Once that water had been fully emptied, she began to refill the shared tub. Thankfully with a better ratio of hot to cold water right from the start, the kind that made Lenny sigh appreciatively as he began to soak.

Almost on instinct he leaned back, unintentionally making use of Angie’s plentiful bosom as a kind of cushion. He would have apologized and removed himself, if she didn’t wrap her arms around her front and lock the small man in place. “… is it that fun?” she asked, sullenly.

He relaxed a bit, though his eyes remained forward. “Well… at first it was, yeah. Now it almost kinda feels like work, though.” Leonard answered, plainly.

“… is it ever too tough?”

“Not anymore, no. My… limit? I guess that’s what it was, my ‘limit’ got broken a few days ago from overusing the Cauldrons. My Stamina got boosted past its maximum, and now I’m ready to go all the time. I’d be worried about my energy or whatever, but nothing’s tired me out yet aside from work.” As the words left his lips, he began idly playing with the water in front of him. Splashing, making waves, Lenny would consider it a somewhat surreal moment of his life if it wasn’t for the already very weird series of events leading up to it.

Angie’s arms tightened. “So… you don’t like doing it so much?”

“No, it’s just stopped being as exciting as it used to be. Before everything got complicated, I’d just masturbate when my libido got too pent-up. Now I’ve had enough sex to father three kids, maybe a fourth.” Lenny craned his neck up, trying to meet her eyes. “Do you know if Lili and you can have children?”

“… I don’t know.” Angie’s gaze was somewhere else. Not necessarily on purpose, her mind was just clearly occupied by an intense train of thought. “This body is… weird. I crave things I wouldn’t have before.”

“Well, Digimon eat food like humans do, so it can’t be tha—“

In an instant she grabbed Leonard’s face, squeezing his cheeks with her hands as she put his face in front of her own, staring deeply into his eyes.

“I want to know you carnally.”

In the face of such a blatant and clear statement, he could do nothing but answer her proposition honestly and truthfully.