Bup Needs Cum, Stitch Needs Love

I woke up with Bup on top of me, looming over my naked body - which was strange, as she had gone to sleep in the bathtub like usual. She was on her hands over me, her face looking pouty. I stared up at her, my brow slightly furrowed, as I tried to work out exactly what time it was in the day. There didn't seem to be any ambient light.

"Slutty cock awake," Bup said, nodding to herself. "Slutty cock's cum last night was no good! Weak load! Bup needs real cum. Please, slutty cock?" She added, after a moment.

I just pulled up my hand, finding my watch displaying the time as 5:21 AM. "Nng." I closed my eyes. "In one hour and forty minutes, you can wake me up with a blowjob, okay?"

"Yay! Thank you, slutty cock!" She leaned down, doing something that was somewhere between a kiss and a nuzzle, pushing her tits and face against me, their shapes deforming under the pressure of her pushing down.

"You're welcome. Now, I need to sleep, so be quiet."

"Okay, slutty cock. Bup will be quiet." Her voice was much softer.

She didn't move to get off me, but it was whatever. She was harmless.

* * *

I woke up at 7:00 on the dot, to a heavy pumping, pulsing feeling around my cock. I rolled my head up, finding Bup down there, my dick shoved into her mouth. I could see it throb and pulse inside of her body as she throated me like that, her semitranslucent surface letting me see it through the blur of her blue, milky, shapely body. Her tits pushed into my thighs as she just throated me, mimicking the feeling of swallowing around my cock, an ephemeral cock rolling and corkscrewing around before reshaping itself to do it in the opposite direction a moment later.

"Nnn. Morning, Bup," I breathed out.

"Morning, slutty cock! Is Bup's mouth good?" My cock vibrated inside her as she spoke, which just made me groan, bumping my hips up against her face, mashing and distorting her features in a way that could never happen for a normal girl. She didn't mind, or even really seem to notice. "Bup trying to give a good blowjob, since that is what slutty cock asked for!"

"It's good. You need to bob more," I told her, and she started to slide her lips up my length - and then started just pounding away, bouncing her mouth up and down my cock. Her tits smacked against my thighs with each repetitive motion, and I just sighed in pleasure. "Good girl."

"Thanks, slutty cock!" Bup said, once more making my cock vibrate inside of her body as she rapidly pounded up and down. "Slutty cock feels soooo good in Bup, slutty cock is soooo nice, Bup loves slutty cock! Come in Bup, please! Bup likes cum, real nice loads, not last little bit getting squirted out, please!"

I responded by just planting my hand on her head, causing it to deform around my grip. She paused as I gripped her and held her in place, pushing her down my dick. As I compressed her against my pelvis, it created an intense pressure around my cock - and she seemed to want to double down, making loud suction noises as her orifice tightened further around my cock, doing her best to pleasure me and get me to finally come. Her tongue corkscrewed around my cock again, but this time it was a slithering motion, having to squeeze its way around my length, tightening still further around my dick.

"Slutty cock come, come come come, please come in me, slutty cock! Bup neeeeeds cum! Good thick load, please, thank you!"

I tightened my grip on the back of her skull, squishing her still tighter around my dick, brainlessly pumping my hips up into her face - and then peeled her up and off my cock, panting softly as I recovered from the intense sensation.

"Something wrong, slutty cock?" She asked, her face looking totally fine despite how it had been mashed up into my pelvis mere seconds ago.

"No," I breathed out. "Just..." I released her head. "Just bob and suck, Bup,' I told her - and she dove forward to slurp on my cock even more noisily this time, bouncing her head up and down. I groaned, relaxing and relishing the sight of her frantic facefuck.

"Come in me~, slutty cock~," she sang, her voice vibrating my dick inside her throat in a very pleasant fashion. "Slutty cock~, come in me~, want slutty cock's cum, yes please," she continued, her tongue rotating and corkscrewing around my length as she moved with overwhelmingly powerful force, just smashing her head into my pelvis.

There was a knocking at my front door, which Bup responded to by getting even more intense with the blowjob, ramming her face up and down my cock. "Roger?" I heard, softly, Fifi's voice coming from the front door, and Bup didn't detach herself or slow down at all.

I grunted at that point, deciding what to do. Whatever. Fifi liked watching me fuck other women. I planted one hand firmly on the back of Bup's head again, dragging her down into my pelvis and holding her there, before halfway crawling off the bed. Bup struggled to follow after me, eventually grabbing my thighs and just attaching her weight to mine as I moved to get to the front door. I peeked through the peephole, seeing Fifi standing there awkwardly, and then finally opened the door just before she tried to knock again. She fell directly into me as a consequence, her snout just bopping against my bare chest, and the skin of her face turned red in response.

"Oh, hey," she said, pulling back a moment later. "Ahem. Uh. You seem to be in the middle of something," she said, glancing down in between my legs, where Bup was still firmly attached, having started to facefuck herself on my cock again now that my hand was no longer holding her down. "Sorry, Bup doesn't have a sex smell, so I didn't realize you were fucking her."

"I didn't answer the door by accident," I told Fifi, which made her ears twitch up, a smile visible in her eyes. "She's fun to watch, right?" I casually dragged Bup back from the door, opening the way for Fifi, who followed after me like a lost puppy, kicking the door closed behind her. I just dragged Bup over to the couch, plopping down, her face still mashed into my pelvis all the while, easily controlled. Fifi just stared at the scene, her mouth falling slightly open, her breathing growing heavy as she stared.

"Yeah," Fifi said at last - having taken so long it confused me what she was getting at. "I mean, yes, she's hot to watch. Because I can see how your dick looks inside her." I slid Bup up along my length, and her tongue became far more active as it was no longer practically squished inside her mouth, her throat loosening and then squeezing around my dick as she slid up and up. I just groaned softly at the sensations.

* * *

Stitch really hadn't realized that Roger was fucking Bup. She should've. Would she not have knocked? Roger didn't seem to mind, so it was fine, right?

It was honestly crazy that he fucked Bup on the regular. She knew Roger liked big boobs (which, yes, had made Stitch occasionally consider paying for fake tits), but Bup was... Bup. A reformed slime monster that used to involuntarily squeeze cum out of guys, and now just asked pretty please for spunk. Did Bup even realize that Roger's name wasn't 'slutty cock'?

Roger was just being nice to Bup, letting her sleep in his bathtub and suck his dick, because she was too stupid and rapey to hold down a job. That was just the kind of guy Roger was - nice. Sweet. Kind. Generous. He saw past all of Bup's many (many) flaws as a person, and saw somebody in need of help. Just like he'd done for Stitch, back when she was new in this world.

She was surprised to feel Roger's hand on her ear, letting out a small squeak before he dragged her into a kiss. His tongue was way too short to get past her teeth, but she liked the taste of him anyway, and she licked him back, her long tongue easily sliding into his mouth and playing with his gums. "Slutty cock gonna come?" Bup called out from between his thighs. "Kissing makes slutty cock come faster, right? Right?! Bup needs cum! Please give Bup cum!" Her voice was whiny, but Roger just responded by starting to pump her head up and down his cock. He wasn't the kind to get pissed about Bup being so annoying. He just saw it as her being hungry, and he liked feeding the hungry.

It was weird. She worked at a whole company of heroes, but Roger - who was just an accountant - seemed to be the nicest...

He tasted so good on her tongue. She started to lick just for the flavor of his spit at this point, tongue dancing up and down the inside of his mouth. Her rhinarium flared as she drank in his scent, enjoying it, and she could have kept up that kiss forever. Her ears caught the wet gluk-gluk of Bup's throat around his cock, and his hand slid down her body to grope her ass, obviously and pleasantly hungry for her.

Then, suddenly, he groaned into her mouth. She could tell by the twitching that he was coming, and she twisted and tilted her head, rolling her neck around to catch sight of him blowing his load into Bup. She could see as his cock remained curved within the slime's throat, as it twitched and surged, shooting off sprays of cum that were caught up in some internal turbulence and then sucked towards Bup's glowing red heart. It looked damn sexy, just watching him do that.

He popped Bup off his dick once he was done coming, pulling out of the kiss too. Stitch felt a heat in her cheeks as they stared into one another's eyes.

He was so fucking hot. She was such a stupid idiot to fall for such a complete slut, but it was just - he was nice. The whore with a heart of gold was a cliche for a reason. "How about I strip you naked," he asked her, and she dumbly nodded - then he moved.

He was obviously using his power, but that just excited her further, in its own way. Her top was peeled off, then her bra, with simultaneous expertise and an obscene level of quickness. Every movement was done tenderly and thoughtfully, yet played out at a vastly increased speed. She was soon on her back, with Roger peeling off her shoes, her socks, her pants, her panties, stripping her down to nothing in a scant few seconds. She felt the flush run down from her face to her neck, and he just grinned down at her as he spread her thighs, returning to normal speed to tease her slick sex with his cock.

"Please," she breathed out, knowing that was what he wanted to hear. When did a guy ever tease a girl in the bedroom, and he didn't want to hear 'please'? "Please, Roger. Please, I want it," she begged. She was beyond shame at this point. If she'd had any shame about sex with Roger at this point, she wouldn't be getting sloppy seconds from Bup.

He drove it into her, grunting as his cock slid its way deep inside her. She was filled in a moment, and it felt so good, her inner walls forced to expand, her body forced to respond and reshape itself around his dick again.

Then he leaned down over her to kiss her on the lips, and she almost came right then.

It wasn't like that kiss was the first stimulation she'd gotten all day, alright?! It was just - he was so nice, and his tongue tasted so good, and he was really energetic, and she'd been watching him facefuck Bup (which was the kind of hot stuff you normally only saw in porno), and now, he was kissing her and fucking her properly.

She managed not to come, as he started to gently buck his hips back and forth inside her. One of his hands slid up to tease and play with her breasts, fingers softly toying with her nipple, while his other hand reached up for the back of her head. He scratched her ear with his index finger, while the rest of his hand kept her in place, kept her in the kiss. She could have fought back, probably, but why would she?

Each slither of his tongue against hers, each bat, each pump of his hips, it only aroused her further. She was mostly occupied by not coming at this point, fingers bunching up beneath her on the couch as that glorious sexy body of his continued to thrust away inside her. Hot breaths spilled out of her mouth as she strained not to come.

She failed, though. After maybe a minute of sex, she was coming, letting out an embarrassing moan-howl into his mouth. Her legs brainlessly snapped around his hips, dragging him inside her, while her arms reached up to grasp at his back. She held him against her and just came around him.

When she finished, she collapsed onto the couch, panting for air. He looked down at her with a smile, one of his hands sliding down to her groin, teasing her clit. "You make a very cute sound when you come," he told her, and she could feel the heat bloom in her cheeks.

"Thanks?"

"Slutty cock makes girls come fast!" Bup declared. "Bup doesn't come, though, so blow thick loads in Bup lots!"

"Yeah, yeah," Roger said, not even glancing Bup's way. "You don't mind if I pull out and come in Bup, right? She's hungry since last night I only gave her a few drops."

"Super weak cum, really watery... Oh! Bup not complaining! Still tasty and good for Bup!"

"Don't, ahm, care," Stitch got out, and Roger responded by grabbing her thighs and starting to really fuck her. It felt hungry, like her body was a scrumptious meal that Roger really couldn't resist just swallowing up, and her body bounced on the couch as he fucked into her, the sheer force and intensity of it deeply pleasant. She stared up at him with hazy, horny eyes, appreciating that handsome face of his, as well as that toned, muscular body. Her mouth just panted for air as she stared, her pussy going wild around his cock.

"Thanks, Stitch," he told her, just ramming away. It was intense, the feeling of his cock driving its way deep inside her over and over. He wasn't even bothering to play with her properly at this point, just going at it, chasing his own pleasure - but that was also hot. Erotic. Her pussy quivered around his cock, her breathing growing shallow as she took it.

She wound up coming again, somehow. she honestly didn't know how. Roger was just that good - or she was that deeply in stupid love with the guy. Either way, her pussy gripped, squeezed, and milked at his cock - and he responded by pulling out of her. Bup let out an excited noise, and she could see out of the corner of her eyes as he shoved his cock right down Bup's throat, his length vanishing into that blue body in a truly obscene way, letting her see his pulsing length as it curled down. She couldn't help but imagine it doing much the same to her (though, obviously, her snout made deepthroating harder and shallower when she did pull it off), as he just unleashed a load into Bup, once more getting sucked into her core.

When he finished, he pulled out of Bup, panting himself, his gaze flicking between the two of them. "Come on, Stitch," he told her - and when she only half-heartedly moved on the couch, he just hefted her up, bridal style.

Her pussy pulsed at that. Fuck. He was so... nice. Why was that the stupid word she kept repeating to describe him? He was hot, a slut, big-dicked, handsome, but her brain kept saying nice nice nice. She'd been born into slavery and spent her free life - what little of it she really had - bouncing around, working to live. Now she was a stupid messed up person who could only think about how nice her partner was.

Was he even actually nice? They were just fucking. It wasn't that crazy for a promiscuous guy to fuck a girl, even one with a messed up face like her. Or was it? Maybe it was...

He placed her gently down on the bed, careful with her head as he laid it down on the pillow. "I had a fun thought," he told her, and grabbed Bup, dragging her up onto the bed and putting her doggy style above Stitch. "Watch," he said, and slid his cock into where Bup's pussy would be if she was a normal woman.

Stitch watched, able to see as his cock slowly slid its way deep inside of Bup. There was a fullness and girth to the thing, making her lick her lips at the sight. It looked faintly distorted through the surface of Bup's body, larger than it normally did, and she could watch as he thrust into her, like the x-ray vision from some porno.

Her thoughts, though, were drawn back to reality as Roger finished shoving his cock balls deep inside of Bup. He reached down for her wrist, making her jerk in surprise, eyelashes fluttering rapidly for a few seconds as she struggled to understand what he'd just done. "Try jerking me off," he told her.

Her mouth fell open. That was... holy fuck, that was depraved. He wore a cocky smile as she processed what he'd just said, and she swallowed - but obeyed. She made a knife hand and drove her fingers into Bup, making the slime let out a strange vibrating noise, and she reached out to grab his cock inside her. The thick feeling of Bup's body made it feel like slipping her hand into jello, but his girthy length was just as alive as always, when her hands clamped down onto it.

"Ahhh, slutty cock, feels nice getting jerked off? Bup can jerk slutty cock off too!" She raised one hand up, making the motion.

"Nah, it's about this particular situation," he said, casually slapping Bup's butt. IN the process, her fluid body rippled from the force, her whole body bouncing and trembling, while Stitch started to jerk him off. She felt like she was moving her hand through molasses, as she began to jerk him off, her own breath stolen away by her arousal as she just stared at the obscene scene. She backwards-crawled on the bed to get a better and better view, until she was directly beneath Bup's stomach, able to see Roger's cock resting inside of BUp, still stroking him off. "It feel good, Bup?"

"Yep! As long as slutty cock is inside me and going to come fast, then Bup enjoys whate~ever slutty cock wants. That's what consent means! If slutty cock enjoys itself, then Bup is happy!"

"You're surprisingly pure for a reformed rape monster," Roger said with a casual smile, reaching down to just grope Bup's huge tits. Those gargantuan globes sank beneath his fingers, and Stitch once again felt inadequate up top. She needed to get a boob job, seriously... Roger was definitely the kind of guy who was into that sort of thing. "Nn. This is nice," he breathed out. "Faster," he told Stitch, whose hand started to pump up and down his dick, jerking him off with increasing intensity. He groaned as he remained hilted inside of Bup.

She could feel as Bup's insides started to rhythmically tighten around his cock, the consistency of them shifting subtly so that the further down her hand was, the looser she could move. It was so fucking hot, watching Roger just throb in her hand, hilted inside another woman.

It was the hottest handjob she'd ever given. She licked her lips as she stared up at the scene, and then Roger erupted with a groan, and she watched his cum fire off deep inside of Bup, wet splurts that were soon sucked up into her core. "Slutty cock so goo~ood, lots and lots of cum, thank you slutty cock!" Bup said, excitable and happy at once.

Roger pulled out of Bup at that point, sighing softly - and then just unhesitatingly thrust into Stitch again, making her squeak in surprise as he drove his dick deep inside her. She couldn't help but imagine her own stomach like Bup's, translucent, able to see just how deep inside herself Roger was. Her hand reached down for her stomach, fingertip sliding along to try to estimate where his dick was based on what she'd just seen from Bup.

That seemed to excite Roger, judging by the way his length pulsed and throbbed inside her. "I'm gonna try to blow my load in Bup, she gets antsy when she hasn't eaten enough," he warned Stitch, who just nodded. She didn't really care where he came. She was just distracted by the thought of how deep he was. Was it past her belly button? It had looked that way with Bup, but Bup's surface distorted the shape of his dick inside her.

He started to pump inside her at that point, drawing her mind back to the present moment as he thrust away. She panted softly, and he just casually pushed Bup to one side, earning a squawk from the slime. She felt her heart race, that casual and dismissive way he treated Bup becoming intensely arousing as his reasons became obvious, his lips seeking out hers. She couldn't kiss that well, given her snout, but she definitely liked kissing, and her tongue flicked up to his, her tongue sliding past his lips, her pussy casually gripping and squeezing at his cock. Her hands came up, gripping his shoulders, and her legs soon joined in, wrapping around his waist as he fucked her. Hot breaths spilled out of her mouth, her nostrils flaring intermittently as she drank in his scent in the midst of the kiss.

He slid one hand languidly down her stomach, running across her pubic mound, and soon enough finding her clit. Hot sparks of electricity ran up her spine, and she just trembled beneath Roger. His movements and breath became erratic and weird in a way that was teasingly familiar - and her pleasure shot up several times, leaving her unable to hold back from an orgasm. He broke off the kiss as she howled out her pleasure, and began to furiously pound away at her spasming cunt. "Fuck, you're always so tight, Stitch," he breathed out, as he rutted away. "God, it's so fu~cking nice," he gasped in her ear as he leaned down over her.

Those words created a sharp heat in her cheeks at his words. What woman didn't like to hear that her pussy was tight, after all? "Thanks," she breathed out.

"You, nn, Kate, Bup, you're just - no drama," he told her, thumping his hips away. "If I want to fuck, I can always ask."

She swallowed at those words. No drama? S-sure, she was totally fine with him fucking other women, but... she did like him. No, let's be real, she was in love with him. Obviously, he wouldn't realize that. What guy would interpret her perving out and watching him fuck other women and asking him to fuck other women for her to watch...

He leaned down to kiss her again, his tongue doing its best to slide into her mouth. His hand played with her clit, and once more, she was shuddering with pleasure at the sensation, her body trembling on the bed beneath him, her pussy going wild. "Awooo," she moaned into his mouth, and he just lightly laughed at that, playful and sweet, as he kept on fucking her.

Then, he suddenly pulled out. His cock actually missed Bup's pussy, he was moving in such a rush, and just sort of slammed into one of her butt cheeks. It was a bizarre sight, the weird angle of penetration, but Bup certainly didn't seem to mind. She squeaked in delight as he started to ejaculate. "Yes! Yes, slutty cock is coming lots and lots today! Thank you, slutty cock!" Once more, his cum swam inside her for a second before getting slurped into her core, and Stitch couldn't help but stare at her body.

When he finished coming, well - he pulled out of Bup, then went back to fucking away at Stitch, making her moan and pant in pleasure.

* * *

In the end, he came seven times total before collapsing onto the bed. He sent Bup off to the bathroom, and cuddled up to Stitch. He was so hot. Muscular. His smell was so nice, especially now, the sex and exertion oozing off him, her own scent having rubbed into his skin. She sniffed at him happily as he held her in his arms.

In some other world, in some other life, maybe they could have been boyfriend-girlfriend? It was hard to see that happening in this one, where she had so much competition, from girls who were way hotter than her.

Even Kate was hotter than her.

"That was good," he breathed out, as he held her. "I like you, Fifi," he told her, and she felt her cheeks glow - then glow even hotter as she realized what he'd called her.

Fifi? She was Stitch... but, for the first time, she actually didn't hate the name her owners had given her. It was more feminine than Stitch, for sure, and it felt more personal.

Though, probably, that was just the guy who said it.

She decided not to complain about being called it, anyway.

"Thanks, Roger," she mumbled into his chest, taking in another deep breath of his scent. She hesitated for several seconds. "Hey. Um. Random question. Do you think I'd look better with a boob job?"

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