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5-Kay Newt came and went as she pleased. Specifically from Dr Neil Careful's suburban home.
He wasn't about to tell her she couldn't crash at his house while she was laying low from the cops and superheroes. He was too intimidated and aroused by her to do that and she knew it.
So after a lengthy absence of her in his life, he wasn't exactly surprised to find her stretched out on his couch when he came home from his job at Science Laboratories.
Her wearing his clothes was a new development. She preferred her own clothes. Or nudity. 5-Kay Newt was not shy around him. And he was shy enough for the both of them.
"Welcome back?" he ventured. "Um. Will I need to call someone to fix the door?"
She tousled his hair. "Don't worry your tiny big-brained head about the door. I used the key I stole to get in!"
He HAD wondered her she kept getting in.
"And the shirt? I think it's... was mine?"
The shirt. The shirt would never be the same again. It was stretched over her mighty chest, the fabric under immense pressure. He was surprised it hadn't ripped open already. If she returned it to him, it would fit like a tent. And smell faintly of breast.
Farewell, comfortable shirt. You serve a higher purpose now. A literally higher purpose.
"My work clothes got coated in mysterious ooze on a job," 5-Kay Newt explained. She didn't explain what the job was but it was probably some crime or caper or heist or conspiracy or some other fun way of saying illegal activity. "So I threw them in the wash. Your washer machine started glowing an unearthly color. So I threw it into your neighbor's yard."
That didn't explain why she put on his shirt. Not really. But he was too enamored to pry further when there was the intense volatility of that much restrained breast wobbling in front of his eyes.
"Now shut up and stop blocking the TV," 5-Kay Newt said. There was no way that his body was in any way capable of blocking her field of vision. "Siddown, doc. Take in some TV and unwind."
"O...kay. Can you move over a little? You're kind of... using the whole couch."
She smiled at him, all teeth. "Nah. I like to spread out. Tell ya what. You sit on the floor against the couch and I'll use your head as a Thighmaster."
Without another word, Dr Careful plopped down on the floor between Kay's legs.
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That's Careful's lazy day shirt! It's not going to fit him anymore after this.
Careful's stuff like his couch and his clothes are Careful sized. 5-Kay Newt doesn't care and will do what she likes. Dr Careful isn't going to stop her. She pays for her uninvited stays with sexual wiles!
Morally, Dr Careful is opposed to crimes and schemes and heists and capers and thinks supervillains are bad news. But also Kay is like twice his size and can pick him up and carry him around like a football. He's not made of stone! HE'S ONLY FERRET!
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5-Kay Newt owned by me
Art by
TemporaryWizard
He wasn't about to tell her she couldn't crash at his house while she was laying low from the cops and superheroes. He was too intimidated and aroused by her to do that and she knew it.
So after a lengthy absence of her in his life, he wasn't exactly surprised to find her stretched out on his couch when he came home from his job at Science Laboratories.
Her wearing his clothes was a new development. She preferred her own clothes. Or nudity. 5-Kay Newt was not shy around him. And he was shy enough for the both of them.
"Welcome back?" he ventured. "Um. Will I need to call someone to fix the door?"
She tousled his hair. "Don't worry your tiny big-brained head about the door. I used the key I stole to get in!"
He HAD wondered her she kept getting in.
"And the shirt? I think it's... was mine?"
The shirt. The shirt would never be the same again. It was stretched over her mighty chest, the fabric under immense pressure. He was surprised it hadn't ripped open already. If she returned it to him, it would fit like a tent. And smell faintly of breast.
Farewell, comfortable shirt. You serve a higher purpose now. A literally higher purpose.
"My work clothes got coated in mysterious ooze on a job," 5-Kay Newt explained. She didn't explain what the job was but it was probably some crime or caper or heist or conspiracy or some other fun way of saying illegal activity. "So I threw them in the wash. Your washer machine started glowing an unearthly color. So I threw it into your neighbor's yard."
That didn't explain why she put on his shirt. Not really. But he was too enamored to pry further when there was the intense volatility of that much restrained breast wobbling in front of his eyes.
"Now shut up and stop blocking the TV," 5-Kay Newt said. There was no way that his body was in any way capable of blocking her field of vision. "Siddown, doc. Take in some TV and unwind."
"O...kay. Can you move over a little? You're kind of... using the whole couch."
She smiled at him, all teeth. "Nah. I like to spread out. Tell ya what. You sit on the floor against the couch and I'll use your head as a Thighmaster."
Without another word, Dr Careful plopped down on the floor between Kay's legs.
---
That's Careful's lazy day shirt! It's not going to fit him anymore after this.
Careful's stuff like his couch and his clothes are Careful sized. 5-Kay Newt doesn't care and will do what she likes. Dr Careful isn't going to stop her. She pays for her uninvited stays with sexual wiles!
Morally, Dr Careful is opposed to crimes and schemes and heists and capers and thinks supervillains are bad news. But also Kay is like twice his size and can pick him up and carry him around like a football. He's not made of stone! HE'S ONLY FERRET!
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5-Kay Newt owned by me
Art by
TemporaryWizard
Category All / All
Species Shark
Size 1920 x 1920px
File Size 1.33 MB
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