Stitch Has An Itch

Chapters

1. Stitch Has An Itch
2. Stitch Has A Bitch
3. Stitch Has A Flitch
4. Stitch Has A Kitsch
5. Stitch Has A Stitch
6. Stitch Has A Hitch

1. Stitch Has An Itch

Lilo loved books, so she was happy when Jumba gave her a new one, although she wondered why he laughed evilly as he did so. Oh well, he laughed evilly about most things. He had been laughing a lot more since Pleakley was killed in a lab accident; who knew muffins could be so dangerous?

It was an interesting book, entitled ‘Doing It Right’. ‘It’ was apparently something she could do with her slit, involving something boys had to put inside it. The seven-year-old hadn’t even known boys were different. There were many parts with big words that she skipped, but she got the idea from the pictures, which included ‘how to’ diagrams.

Her eyes went wide when she realized that this was what Nani and David were doing in their room making weird noises. Nani had always told her ‘adult time’, but Nani knew she was mature enough! She just needed a boy.

Stitch was the obvious choice. She’d never seen a penis hanging out, but maybe he hid it like other boy parts. It was worth a check!

“Hey Stitch!” Lilo called over to Stitch, “I found out what adult time is! Want to try?”

Stitch was across the room, fixing his ukulele, which he had accidentally broken on Mertle’s head. His ears perked up at her words though, dropping the instrument, and bouncing over to look at her book. He looked at the diagrams on the page she had open and his own eyes went as wide as hers.

“I thought that was just for peepee,” said Stitch quietly, then blinked as he leaned to look closer at the diagram in the book, “Why he only have one peepee?”

“Well yeah, from a ho-“ Lilo cut herself off at Stitch’s question. Now she REALLY wanted to see, “Well, whip it out!“

“Okays?” Stitch seemed unsure, but sat on his bottom on the bed, spreading his legs and pushing against his belly with his lower two arms. Not one but two shafts poked free. They didn’t look like the ones pictured in the books, the upper one had ridges along its length and an unswollen knot at the base, while the lower was a bit more tapered and covered in barbs. They were very similar to dog and cat dicks, not that Lilo would know.

Both were rather flaccid, but Lilo knew just how to fix that; the book had covered that. She crawled up on all fours, taking one in each of her tiny hands. She took a deep breath of the musky scent and then lapped slowly against each in turn.

“Ack!” Stitch said, not sure why she was putting her mouth on him, wondering if she was going to bite. When he felt her warm breath and warmer tongue against him though he relaxed, “Oh wowza...”

Lilo worked her tongue against them, slurping at each tip in turn, back and forth. Sure enough they began to firm up, and the excited girl tried to slurp deeper. She even attempted to swallow his tip down, though that resulted in gagging, not that if felt bad to him.

However, Stitch was getting excited by the feel of the first mouth against his shafts, pulsing hard within seconds. He grasped the back of Lilo’s head with all four hands, pulling her down against his upper shaft. He rolled his eyes back and groaned as he forced himself past her throat, stretching out his friend’s neck visibly with his girth and groaning at the feel of her throat convulsing against him.

Lilo tried to push him back with her own hands, but wasn’t strong enough to do much against the freak of nature. Lost in the new sensation, he didn’t seem to notice, leaning over her head and mounting it, bucking his hips so that his balls swung to smack her chin. It did occur to him that she was struggling and he did pull back, though she had gotten several minutes of throat-rape by that point.

“Hey watch it!” Lilo sputtered as he pulled back, “Stop being a meanie!”

“I sorry!” Stitch panted, though his cocks were throbbing in complaint at no longer having warm flesh around them.

“You’re supposed to lick me too, duffus,” hmmphed Lilo, as she tugged her dress up over her head, tossing it casually to the side, baring her delicious flat chest, then lay on her back, legs in the air, to tug her cute heart-patterned panties up and off of her.

“Mmmm,” Stitch’s keen smell picked up the scent as she uncovered her slit, already getting moist. He was on her in an instant, spreading her legs wide and pushing his muzzle against her slit. His long tongue lapped around her lips, then pushed within enough to feel her hymen give just slightly against his tongue. He has his rump in the air as he did so, still throbbing cocks flopping beneath him.

“Oh wowza!” Lilo felt just as good as she first felt a tongue against her slit, Stitch’s nose rubbing into her clit as he lapped. “I can’t wait, come up here!”

Lilo may have been weaker, but she was every bit as forceful, tugging Stitche’s head upward by his ears to in turn push his better bits against her own. He let her tug him, running his tongue up her perfect, hairless body as he went, across her belly button, up over her stomach and chest, and over her chin before kissing her deeply, the two of them trading the flavors they had just lapped off of the other.

Stitch was well-endowed for his size, while Lilo was as tight as any other seven-year-old virgin, so actually getting one of his shafts inside her was a bit of a challenge. He pressed against her with his lower, the more tapered of the two, but every time he pressed against the tight underage fuck-hole, he just slipped out and slid up against her belly. It didn’t help that he was still worried about hurting her so his hip thrusts weren’t as violent as they could have been.

“Stick it in already!” said Lilo, impatient at his gentlemanly gentleness, tugging his ears again. “I’m not made of glass!”

“I trying!” complained Stitch as he continued. He dug two claws against the bed to hold them while another two grasped at Lilo’s soft body, and his feet tore up her pillow without him even realizing it.

Well if she didn’t want him to be gentle... Stitch grasped her more firmly, claws digging in firmly, just shy of enough pressure to break the skin. He shivered at the feeling of her legs wrapping around his hips, giving another firm push, now moving one of his hands that had been gripping the bed to steady his shaft as he pushed against her. Finally it gave, and he felt the amazing warmth of tight pussy around his tip for the first time.

Once he felt that, he couldn’t have kept himself from being rough even if she hadn’t told him to be. He arched his back, rolling his eyes back and growling as he pushed hard, her little hymen stretching and snapping against his tip as he plunged deeper, her virgin blood drooling down his shaft, mixed with the cunt honey that was displaced as he filled her. A normal little boy wouldn’t have been able to push more than half way in tops on the first thrust, but Stitch just flexed his muscular arms and pushed deeper, not stopping until his tip slammed against Lilo’s cervix.

Lilo almost shrieked, moving one of her hands to cover her mouth to muffle it lest someone hear. Needless to say it didn’t feel good right off, not with that sudden entry. She didn’t want to admit that though after telling him to ram it in, so she just bit her hand and arched her back as she tried to relax, stabs of pain coursing through her.

Stitch saw the pain in her eyes and helpfully pulled her hand from her mouth, putting one of his there instead so she could bite down hard without hurting herself. All the same, he wasn’t going to stop, not with that amazing feeling, and she hadn’t asked him to anyway, right?

He pulled back, the barbs raking Lilo’s sensitive insides, then rammed forward again, bursting her cervix and forcing his way directly into her immature womb, groaning as he felt the second tightness wrapped about him. He didn’t stop until his belly finally slapped hers as he went balls deep, his tip literally stretching the back wall of her womb to fit it all, her belly swollen with his girth.

“Push it in and out, dummy,” groaned Lilo around his hand when Stitch just sat there belly-to-belly with her, still not wanting to look like a pansy in front of him. “Hard.”

Lilo gasped as he pulled back again, then began a firm thrusting, pushing his tip through her cervix and then dragging his barbs as he pulled back. It still stung, but somehow it was a good sting, and soon her hips were rolling against him, their bellies pressing in against his upper cock that was now sliding between them as his lower one enjoyed her hot child-cunt. She stroked her tiny hands over his body, grasping handfuls of his fur as she tugged him down against her.

Stitch was barely even sentient at that point, eyes rolled back so far they were completely white, tongue rolled out against her face as he salivated and growled. But he had two dicks for a reason, and when it occurred to him why, he yanked his lower shaft fully free of her pussy, turning her hips upward to press his lower shaft now against that even tighter asshole, his upper one now pressing against her devirginized dick milker.

“Who said you could stop?” sputtered Lilo when he pulled back, but then felt him pressing against her behind. She hadn’t read anything in the book about that going in her butt, but it was a hole as well so why not? She gripped his hindquarters tightly in her legs and tugged him downward.

Already slick with cunt honey and ramming in with reckless abandon, it didn’t take so long for him to push into her asshole despite it being tighter, and soon he felt warm flesh surround both his shafts at the same time, and began hammering his hips like a jackhammer to force his way inside her. She started to squeal, but he clamped her mouth shut with one claw.

“Slow down!” Lilo said, muffled by his claw, as a greater surge of pain shot up through her, finally enough for her to overcome her pride and tell him to watch it.

Stitch recognized her wanting him to ease up, but didn’t care; it just felt too good, and the pain in her eyes and feeling of her writhing and trying to push him off was just making it hotter. Instead of slowing down, he dug his claws into her hips enough to break the skin, which felt to her like she was being stabbed with thumb tacks. He pushed faster, trying to angle his shafts about in an effort to intensify her pain and thus her amazing struggling. In the back of his mind he felt so very bad, but it was just too good to stop.

“Stop it you jerk!” Lilo’s muffled voice complained, but his only response was to lick the delicious tears from her face.

Though after a few minutes of being brutally raped by her best bud, she did start to relax herself again, and felt hints of pleasure began to overcome the rawness of her first penetrations. Slowly her little hands went from pushing at him to pulling him against her again, and her hips began pushing upwards against his pile-driver technique.

She knew he was raping her; that was one of the things she had skimmed over. Being a pint-sized bitch herself, the idea had been appealing to her when she read it, and now that he was forcing it on her, she had to admit it was hot. She felt something building between her thighs, something that she didn’t understand but wanted more of.

Perhaps she caught him off guard, or perhaps he was just dizzy from the build-up he felt growing just behind his shafts, but she managed to roll over so that she was atop him. The act seemed to progress from rape to mutual hate-sex as she began to slam her hips down against him now as hard as she could. Lilo even began to growl eagerly as she clenched handfuls of his chest fur in her hands and rode his cocks like a proper juvenile slut.

Stitch wasn’t opposed, and lay back as he slid all four hand-claws over her sweaty seven-year-old body, leaving red marks from his claws. He snapped his teeth up at her and enjoyed how feral she was getting. Then he felt something amazing as her pussy began to convulse violently around him, asshole clenching like a vice and fuck juice pouring from her enough to puddle against his belly and wet the blanket beneath them. Her belly swelled with his thickness each time she pushed down.

Lilo arched her back and squealed openly as her first orgasm rocked her young body, feeling dizzy and unable to breathe, but her hips still slammed down against him. As her body convulsed, more pleasure than she thought possible overrunning any pain, she knew that this was going to become a regular activity for them. Nothing that felt this good could be bad.

Stitches orgasm hit him like a freight train shortly after, having to dig his claws into her legs to keep her from literally shooting off his dicks, and even then her body rose nearly half a foot as the double-rammers unleashed a torrent of alien seed into her underdeveloped womb and tight little ass. Her womb and ass filled to capacity before it backwashed all over Stitch, though then the knot on his lower shaft swelled up, trapping it inside and causing her womb to stretch to capacity with seed like a water balloon, belly bulging. Stitch wasn’t sure what was happening, but knew it felt amazing, even better than the feeling he had gotten previously when wrecking things.

“Are you two okay up there?” came Nani’s voice from downstairs.

Both coming down off their fuck-high, the voice snapped them back to reality. Nani had said this was for adults, so they knew she might be mad if she knew. Stitch immediately tried to rush to the door to lock it, something they should have done before, but his knot attached him to Lilo, and they both tumbled onto the floor instead. They both braced for the worse as the door opened.

It was Jumba however.

“It’s okay,” Jumba said, closing the door and locking it, “I figured what you were doing, so I told Nani I’d go up and check on you. Like my book I see?”

“Wow, thanks, I guess we got carried away and forgot to be quiet,” Lilo panted, “But yeah, we loved the book! We licked each other thingies and Stitch raped me in my slit and pooter... well until I liked it, then I guess we were ‘having sex’.”

“Hi Jumba,” Stitch said, waving a claw, always the quiet one, but especially now, fur matted with sweat and cum.

“Raping could be an adequate punishment for those you don’t like, yes?” Jumba hinted, “They’d never get used to it if they didn’t want Stitch to fuck them, no?”

“Wouldn’t that be bad?” Lilo asked, unsure, getting the meaning of fuck well enough from context.

“Only if they don’t deserve it,” Jumba shrugged, “And besides, as luck would have it, I found another book. I downloaded it from the thing you call Internet. It’s a guide for how to rape and all the fun words to use while doing it!”

“Won’t we get in trouble?” Lilo asked more quietly, still trying to come down off her fuck-high.

“No problem again,” said Jumba, “Tell me when you are done, and I will zap them so they do not remember who raped them. Come now, wouldn’t it be fun to watch those girls that tease you be raped by Stitch? And I’m sure Stitch would like it.”

“Me would love it,” Stitch almost purred, even more blasted than Lilo, since the experience awoke some latent programming.

“Oh well if we won’t get in trouble, sounds fun!” Lilo said, “Mertle deserves it, hurting bad people is good, right?” At least it was in all the stories she read.

“Want lotsa rape...” drooled Stitch, either randomly or to what Lilo said.

“Well then we’ll just need to get plenty of bad people that deserve to be raped!” Lilo smiled, “We can do her friends Yuki, Teresa, and Elena first in front of her, then her!”

“Excellent,” said Jumba, “I may observe, for science, you know.”

down against him. As her body convulsed, more pleasure than she thought possible overrunning any pain, she knew that this was going to become a regular activity for them. Nothing that felt this good could be bad.