Salamon gets one heck of a makeover.

“Finally, you’re done with your gross body-mashing… ugh!” Salamon groaned as a Digimon episode played on the apartment TV. “Now can one of you get me something to eat? I’m starving…”

Lenny muttered “Right, Digimon eat stuff too…” before asking “Okay, what do you feel like having? Do you have any favorites? I forget if the Dawn game had regular food or not…” as he rummaged through his fridge.

“Hmm… do you have any Digi-Cure Full S’s in there? I always used to have those while I was grinding for levels with Dennis.” she asked, only to be met with blank stares. “Seriously? HP recovery items? Cheese and crackers, the human world is weird…”

“HP recovery…” Erica muttered, eyes narrowed as she put a hand to her chin in thought. Eventually she nodded, saying “Yeah, that could work. Lenny, can you do me a favor?” as she gestured to the Cauldrons on the stove. Her implication was easy enough to decipher, so he willed the pots to contain healing fluids. Once the soups were more green than purple, she put together a bowl with a ladled amount of each of them.

After the tall woman set the mixture in front of the digital dog, the titular pooch whistled “Wow, this is some primo material. Guess I spoke too soon.” as the aroma wafted up to her nostrils. “I’ll just go ahead and dig in…”

With that, Salamon started licking up the bowl’s contents, making grunts of approval as her mouth was occupied. “Glad to hear you like it.” Lenny commented, as he stood next to Erica and watched the proceedings.

“Like it? I love it!” the creature gushed, as her body began to glow. In moments, she had become a bipedal white cat thing with green gloves over her “hand” paws, a form that Leonard knew to be “Gatomon”. Said paws then took hold of the bowl and began tipping it backwards into her new feline mouth, as she blubbered “I can’t get enough!” through green soup. Once more her form became alight, and the previously waist-high anthropomorphic pet turned into a blonde woman in an angelic costume.

Lenny blinked. Then he said “… wow, that was quick. I guess that’s what 9000 Life Points gets you, at least when you’re a Rookie.” as he did some quick mental math to make sure he got the numbers right.

“It probably helped that she was originally in that form when you transferred her.” Erica whispered, before asking “Do you feel okay, uh, Angewomon?” as she experimentally sat down next to the newly double-Digivolved Digimon. Her apprehension was as plain as the newer paling of her face.

This was because of Angewomon’s new size. While she was undoubtedly in the form of what was essentially a human woman, her relative scale was very atypical. Lenny attributed this to how large Angewomon was on the original TV show, and he estimated this instance to be in the ballpark of 8 feel tall. It certainly left her somewhat cramped on the human-sized couch.

But it was quite the body nonetheless, even ignoring the six feathered wings sprouting from her back. A slim hourglass figure wearing almost nothing at all, essentially a white leotard with sections cut out that attached to a kind of stocking/boot on her left leg. Brown leather straps went across her bare midriff and right thigh, as gold wing-shaped cups covered her plentiful breasts. A feathery opera glove and boot were placed on her left arm and right foot, respectively, and a long pink sash was wrapped around her arms such that it made a tall arch above her head. Said head had a white cowl with a metal mask covering her eyes, leaving only her mouth and long blonde hair visible.

“It’s certainly nice to be back to my usual Ultimate form again, though I think the room may have shrunk a bit…” she chuckled, somewhat embarrassed. “Now that I’m back to my full strength, is there some kind of battle you need me for?”

“Battle?” Leonard asked.

Angewomon nodded “Yes, exactly. Is there perhaps an evil Digimon or an enemy that you need me to defeat?”

“… oh boy.”

After a thorough explanation of the human pair’s circumstances, the large Digimon confirmed “So… you don’t want me to fight anything.”

Lenny thought about it for a minute, but ultimately shook his head and sighed “No, I guess not.”

She was devastated, her unbelievable body slumping forward as she put her head in her hands, bemoaning “Then… what am I to do?” as her ribbon started to droop, touching her shoulders as it suddenly followed the laws of gravity.

Erica patted the giant woman’s shoulder, saying “I think you get to pick that now.” in a clear effort to console her. “You were waiting in that game who knows how long, isn’t there anything you wanted to do for all that time?”

Angewomon started looking up and to the side. At least, it appeared as if she was. Her eyes were still hidden by her mask, after all. “Well…”