Fated Encounter

Accessing [Digimon Stocker’s Dominion] Log File 2026-5-12

Date: May 12th, 2026

Location: Digivice Store

Sandra walked sluggishly through the doors of a small shop. She was not in the real nor Digital World, but instead inside of cyberspace. This virtual space was owned and operated by Digimon on the net, hoping to sell Digivices and other goods such as Digimon food and snacks. Sandra, using her Wifi-Com linked to the scanner on her head, was on a personal quest to scan the space for Digimon signals, which she intended to use for research purposes. She was exhausted, but it was nice to finally get around to one of her own personal projects. After she fainted, earlier in the month, Stocker told her to take some more time to herself.

She was over by the restrooms, which were of course there for the Digimon to use, when she was confronted by a young man with blue streaks in his hair. He wore a red flannel shirt which looked very similar to Sandra’s, which was natural, as both flannels came from the Digital World. His name is Akira, and he is the leader of the Barefoot Beasts guild. While he does have a foot fetish, the naming of the guild is actually due to a gimmick where all members wear replicas of Digimon feet.

In this version of the Digital World, wearable items increase the Digimon’s power when worn by the Tamer, and a lot of these items were essentially replica Digimon body parts. There were more obvious ones, like Wargreymon’s Dramon-Killers, but there were actually four instances of wearable feet as well, for Weregarurumon, Leomon, Tyranomon and Holydramon. Sandra actually had a pair of Holydramon feet in her inventory, which she was never truly able to look at the same way, after her encounter with Stocker.

The Barefoot Beasts were a guild with the gimmick of wearing these large Digimon feet.  However, they were smaller than the Digimon Stocker’s Dominion, and, in fact, they were smaller than most guilds. Aside from Akira, there was his wife Amy, an excitable guy named Alex, a rather serious and rarely online young woman named Lillyan, and a very inquisitive and aloof girl named Angel. Sandra had been keeping tabs on the Barefoot Beasts for months, ever since Akira approached her last year, asking for guild advice. Since then, she was always his go-to for tips.

“Oh, Sandra!” shouted Akira excitedly, “do you have a minute? I have a question for you!”

“S-sure, I have a little time,” she replied warily.

“Do you know where I can maybe find some Dusty Gears?”

“Dusty Gears?”

“Yeah, we need them for our next quest in Data Forest! Our guild is on the quest to stop the corruption!”

“A noble goal, I suppose,” said Sandra, nervously. The corruption in question is a strange phenomenon that has been plaguing the Digital World in recent times. Sandra had been helping Agumon and Terriermon research it, but her goals have changed, after she met Stocker. She did not know the details of Stocker’s plan, but his goal was to study the properties of the corruption for his own purposes. Ending the corruption would therefore go against the plans of her master.

“Yeah! So, you’re the expert,” replied Akira, oblivious to Sandra’s internal conflict, “where can we find Dusty Gears?”

 “Random Digimon in Gear Savannah might drop them… But, I say your best bet would be defeating the corrupted Rust Tyranomon. That thing probably drops tons of gears.”

“Oh, I see! That makes sense! Thanks for the advice, Sandra! You’re always super helpful!”

“S-sure thing… Good luck…”

As Akira left, Sandra paced around the store nervously. Akira was a nice guy, very kind, and she loved giving advice to him about his guild. However, if Akira really planned to fight the corruption, and go against Stocker’s plans, then he would be considered an enemy.

Later that day, Sandra went to Stocker’s guild server and told him everything.

Accessing [Digimon Stocker’s Dominion] Log File 2026-5-13

Date: May 13th, 2026

Location: Digivice Store

The mechanical, guttural roar of Rust Tyranomon shook the arid plains of Gear Savannah. The other Digimon cowered in fear as the infinitely-respawning apex predator crushed the ground beneath its iron feet. From behind a bush, Akira watched those feet, pensively reminiscing on how they used to be.

A long time ago, there was a Tyranomon who lived in Gear Savannah, lazily snacking on its hordes of meat, which it kept in stashes found throughout the area. Tyranomon had a bit of attitude, but was still approachable, and Akira admits that he took a liking to the large, pudgy feet of the red T-rex Digimon. As the Digimon was often napping and a very sound sleeper, Akira constantly got a good look at those gigantic soles. Each sole was capable of crushing the 32-year-old boy into a pulp, but Tyranomon had no interest in harming anyone who he didn’t have to.

But one day, Tyranomon woke up feeling different. The buzzing of the nearby Waspmons drove him mad. He felt like the buzzing was coming from within his head, drowning out all thought. He couldn’t sleep, could barely keep his head straight, and he was hungry almost all the time. He went all the way to Tropical Dungeon to get some carrots, but it just wasn’t enough. The hunger was too much. The anger was too much.

Tyranomon evolved into Metal Tyranomon, and then into Rust Tyranomon, going on an endless rampage throughout the Savannah. In the end, he had to be put down, so save the rest of the Savannah, but he was not deleted. Instead, he became a giant corrupted Digimon. What remained of Tyranomon was gone, replaced with an infinitely-respawning killing machine. If Rust Tyranomon was destroyed, it was only a matter of time before it returned.

Akira always felt guilty that he could not save Tyranomon, but there was nothing he could do about it. The only thing he could hope for was to stop the corruption before it’s able to rob any more Digimon of its will. His next step needed Dusty Gears, and he was determined to collect them, even if it was from the giant metal zombie that used to be his friend.

From Akira’s Digivice emerged a Wargreymon, powered up by the X-Antibody. Wargreymon X wasted no time in rushing at Rust Tyranomon. Sparks flew as the two dragons clashed. However, while Wargreymon X was formidable, Rust Tyranomon was a Super Ultimate Digimon that was powered up by the corruption, and Akira was very unequipped.

“Hang in there, Wargreymon! We don’t need to kill him, we just gotta knock a few gears loose!”

Wargreymon must have been knocked down at least a dozen times, but he was resilient. Not one loss resulted in injury. Akira was sure to take good care of Wargreymon, never overfeeding him on protein, keeping his weight balanced. It meant that Wargreymon had less chance of getting a life-threatening injury in battle.

Finally, with an uppercut, Wargreymon landed a direct hit. Rust Tyranomon fell back, and a large gear landed on the floor in front of him. Akira quickly picked it up.

“One down, three to go!” he shouted excitedly, “keep it up!”

The tides turned as Wargreymon continued to wail on the giant robot. It took a while, but Akira gained a second gear from it. If they could keep this win streak up a little longer, they’d have what they need. Wargreymon flew back, holding its arms out. In the blink of an eye, a violent blast of energy equivalent to a miniature sun shot at Rust Tyranomon at light speed.

“Gaia Force ZERO!”

“Ultimate Flare!”

A beam of energy intersected with Wargreymon’s Gaia Force, causing a violent explosion in the air. Akira jumped back in confusion, unsure about what just happened. As the smoke cleared, he saw two figures, clad in black, standing between him and Rust Tyranomon.

The first figure was a man with tan skip and white hair, wearing long, hooded black robes. Every part of his body seemed covered by the robes except for is feet, which were clad in black slides with what seemed to be red lock-shaped ornaments. Next to the man stood an inhuman beast, crouching on all-fours. It was a terrifying looking demon with a jagged, crooked smile and long, slimy tongue. They both stood facing Akira, their backs turned to Rust Tyranomon.

Rust Tyranomon paused for a moment, but decided to attack the two new challengers. Without turning his back, the man snapped his fingers, and his Digimon turned on the spot, attacking the giant dinosaur with a burst of dark energy.

Akira stood back and watched as they made short work of Rust Tyranomon. Done Devimon seized the two remaining gears as they dropped. These two meant business, whoever they were. Akira felt like it was better to stay back for now.

“We’re finished here, Done Devimon. Let’s return to the guild…” Stocker said, turning to Akira. His intense glare could be seen through the hacker goggles he was wearing. “I’ll only say this once… Stay out of our way!” he shouted to Akira, before leaving.

Akira was speechless. Nothing like this has ever happened to him before. It felt like something out of an anime. He turned to his Wargreymon X, and then smiled.

“THAT WAS SO COOL! HE’S TOTALLY AN ANIME RIVAL,” Akira shouted, geeking out.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Savannah, Sandra sat on a mound of dirt that may or may not contain some of Tyranomon’s snack horde. She was staring at the ground, clacking her shoes together and thinking. Akira was a nice guy, and she did not wish to capture or torture him, but it was not up to her.

“I gave him my warning,” said Stocker, approaching Sandra, “what happens next is up to him.”

“Please, Master, not him,” Sandra pleaded, “he’s a nice guy, and his wife is too. I helped him with his guild on multiple occasions. You can imagine how awkward I would feel if he’s captured.”

“Get over it, toy. I was already kind enough to give him a warning, which I would not usually do. If his guild insists on continuing their quest, then I shall put a bounty on all their heads.”

“C-could you at least go easy on him?”

“That is up to whoever catches him. Personally, I want him to myself, to make him into my own little toy, but I let him off with a warning only as a favor to you, for being so obedient up to this point. You should be grateful.”

“I-I am, Master, I’m just also nervous.”

“Don’t be. I know that deep down you are excited.”

“E-excited?”

“It’s forbidden, is it not, to tickle and torment the one who you once considered a friend. To break his will with your devilish fingers. I know you crave the excitement of the forbidden, Sandra. That is why you became Stock Maiden, of your own volition. You just have to learn not to deny it~”

Stocker gave Sandra’s nose a teasing boop before leaving. Sandra sat there, face beet red, as the thought of Akira’s feet in her hands filled her mind. It did make her excited, but also very, very nervous. She knew that this was potentially the beginning of something very big.

However, it was outside of her hands. From here on, what happened was in the hands of fate. Who would encounter who? Which Digimon would come out on top? All of these questions were at this point up in the air. So many variables at play that nobody knows what the results might be. It was up to the two guilds, and all members involved, whether this would amount to nothing, or a full-on Guild War!

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Art: @DigiStocker

Additional assets: @ImaginDevan

Story: @Sandragon15

Every character depicted in these pictures is an original character depicted as 18+

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The Digimon Stocker’s Dominion is a secret and elite guild of Tamers who all share the common goal of tickling and humiliating the bare feet of their opponents. By combining resources and sharing experience, our goal is to raise powerful Digimon and dominate cocky Tamers who think they are better than us. This DeviantArt account functions as a showcase of the guild’s adventures and exploits. Please feel free to watch and enjoy.

If you wish to join us for more fun, we also have a discord server. As the nature of our guild involves fun of the kinky variety, there are of course no minors allowed. You may only enter if you are 18 years or older.

https://discord.gg/YABANfh9Mx

On the server, you will find more details on how specifically to join our guild. While it is not strictly necessary, as everyone is allowed to share and have fun on our server, true guild members need to own a real Digivice (Digital Monster Virtual Pet) in order to access a special fan MMO, which our guild operates in. Please enjoy what we have to show.

~DigiStocker