Author's Note:
This is yet another excellent work I commissioned from BeardyKomodo, whom you can find on Deviantart. I did some of the dialogue, the formatting and a few more paragraphs here and there, and now it's here for all of you to enjoy!
CAN? CANNOT? CANIBAH?!
Stitch had his massive ears sloped against the back of his head, nervous and careful as his hand glided across the smooth, round and brown skin. Nani laughed softly, as she was not used to seeing the little alien so tender or fascinated. Behind him stood Angel, the pink and female look-alike to Stitch, whom had also become his girlfriend of sorts. Something that Nani thought adorable and healthy for the blue one. Her pregnancy had indeed started showing after several long months and plenty of nights praying head-first at the river-God's porslin altar. She had told Lilo about it, that the little girl would become aunt to the child of her favourite flame-eater, that their ohana would expand once again! Lilo had been excited, of course, but it was clear that she had not talked to her furry blue alien about it, or maybe the somewhat unpredictable experiment simply had not cared at the time. Neither would surprise her.
"Chikaba… What pregnut?" His words were slow and unfocused, still in his own world and fascinated over the rounded shape on the adult woman's body, for he could sense something inside it that was new and (ironically) alien to him. Nani looked down to him, meeting those large black eyes that almost vibrated with supressed excitement and curiosity. She bit her lip, for she had not planned ahead for this.
To begin with, she never got along as well with the fur-ball as well as her younger sister. She was used to being around aliens and experiments by now, but she was far more comfortable around those that behaved a bit more… humanoid. Jumba or Pleakley were fine enough, she could exchange conversations with them. But Stitch still made her uncomfortable at times. She did not know where she had in in terms of relation. During most of the times, he was still very much like a pet… other times like a brother to Lilo, but he could also be very adult and demonstrate that he actually could think faster than a super-computer, and that it was not just bragging from Jumba. As harmless as he could seem, dancing hula-hula or snoring in the sun, she also knew just how strong the little critter was…
And it SCARED her, even if she was slightly ashamed to admit it to herself. Besides, since she did not know Stitch's physical age, nor that of Angel's, would it be safe to tell them about how sex works and risk them either getting sick or actually pregnant themselves if they randomly decided to test it? Heck, she did not even know if they could GET preggers…could they?
"Well… why don't you ask Lilo? I think she can explain it better!" She smiled as honestly as she could.
WHY had she mentioned that she was pregnant? It would have been so much easier to say that she was just getting fat or had gasses… she was not in the mental state to sit down with a super-powered and child-minded alien experiment and discuss sex and pregnancy, ohhh no! No, it was better that either Lilo or Jumba had that conversation, though Jumba had taken his ship off-shore for some kind of experiment so she could not reach him.
Stitch and Angel nodded in a synchronized pattern and were gone in a single leap out from the kitchen, leaving Nani to pull down her shirt once more and mutter a worried hope that she made the right call.
The blue fur-ball did not bother using the elevator, as much as to simply wall-jump up the tunnel while leaving the comfortable ride for his lady friend up into Lilo's room, where he snarled with annoyance over the music playing. Over her bed Lilo had a poster with a bunch of rather bratty looking teens from some kind of band. They were all white with silly modern hairstyles and oh-so-adult clothing. Stitch's left eye twitched as he saw the poster and he raised a single hand, flexing his fingers so that his claws ejected with a satisfying 'shink'. But before he could give his creative "review" of what he thought of their music-
"Don't even think about it!" A calm and gathered voice said from the wardrobe, where the baby-voiced music echoed from. Stitch groaned and slowly retracted his claws and spun around, watching the growing pile of clothes that seemingly poured from the two open doors.
"Turn the 'maráchetta' down!" He whined, sitting down on the floor waiting, covering his ears, groaning a bit.
Thankfully, Lilo did turn the repetitive song off as she appeared through the pile of clothes before starting to push it all back inside. She wore the same dress that she always wore, though had apparently encountered trouble finding it… Stitch helped her stuffing the other clothes back inside, before motioning for the bed at the opposite side of the room, where Angel already sat and waited. Lilo looked confused at her little buddy, though obediently and kindly nodded and followed him. She knew that he only sat on her bed when there was something bothering him, either from being uncomfortable, saddening or unknown to him. And since Angel was seemingly in on this as well, it had to be rather serious.
They sat down calmly, with Stitch in the centre and the two females on each side.
"Lilo… what's pregnut? I feel strange ragtra in Nani." Stitch's ears had sloped back again as he looked to his friend with large, worried eyes. Much like a dog would when worried about his human being ill or sad. "Nani ill?" Now Angel looked as well, though she remained silent and thoughtful.
"Nah, she's fine. She is gonna become a mother, and me an auntie! I hope it'll be a boy, it would be more fun than to have another girl." Lilo smiled with her whole face, though it did not seem to satisfy the two experiments, who both tilted her heads to the side with one ear up and the other down, looking utterly confused.
"Uhm… whatsa mother?" Stitch blinked a few times fast, looking at Lilo who finally understood.
"Oooh, you guys don't KNOW, do you?" Lilo asked, the two experiments shaking their head back and forth as Lilo clasped her hands together. "Weeeeellllll, when a boy and a girl really loves each other, they can get the girl pregnant. That means that the boy with become a father and the mother a mother. Wait, the girl becomes the mother!" She nodded before continuing. "A boy and girl becomes father and mother, parents, when they get a baby together, and the baby has to grow inside the girl." Considering herself somewhat of an expert on the field, after having Nani tell her most of what she just told the alien couple AND having looked at a picture book about it at the bookshop once, Lilo rounded off her presentation with a sage nod and folded arms with closed eyes.
And while it most certainly gave the two fuzzy creatures something to think about, it was clear that it also gave them more questions than answers. They exchanged quick looks of relief to hear that Nani was not going to die from some kind of parasitic infestation in her bowels, though they turned to Lilo again.
"A baby grows inside a girl?" Angel asked, pointing to her own stomach, head tilting slightly to the side in confusion.
"That's right! That's why she's looking all fat and eats more. She has a kid in her stomach that also needs food while it grows." Giving her two 'students' another sage and approving nod, Lilo did not see how the learning couple gave each other a long, silent look… while both blushing.
"Lilo…" Stitch started.
"Can you help with stimulating it?" Angel finished, and there was a shyness to the faint, Scottish accent. The two looked at each other, exchanging soft gazes. Lilo, due to her young age and fairly pure mind, only hummed as she tried to think of a way, scratching her head. She did not exactly KNOW how the process of 'sex' went, they had not covered that in school yet and all adults were very iffy and uncomfortable talking about it. Of course kids like her had heard about it, and there were many theories as to how to how it worked, but there had not been a stamped and approved version agreed upon yet. She did not see a problem in that Stitch and Angel wanted to play mom and dad, it was a common game to play after all! But to actually feel pregnant, though? Now that was another question!
The little girl jumped down from her bed and began to wander around her room while pondering. Hmm. How were they going to simulate it?
Arms folded as her two eyes darted back and forth over the many items and toys she had in hope of anything coming as inspiration. T'was how she normally hatched one of her overly inventive and possibly crazy schemes, by taking ideas from one situation and applying to another. If it sticks, it sticks, you know?
Angel and Stitch also joined in. Both being very fast-thinking creatures, but speed of thought does not matter if one does not have any information to process. Jumba had even agreed to that it was a bit of a design-flaw to give such a bestial creature that much brain power, since it often happened that Stitch (and even Angel) overthought things to the point of missing obvious, simple solutions at times. However, it was Angel that suddenly stopped in her track as a comic caught her eye.
It was a Japanese comic book of some kind, though translated. She picked it up and sat down with it, flipping through the pages and eying the content. Stitch had been in the open much longer than her, even though technically younger, so he could read the Hawaiian language better than her, even if she spoke it better. The past year or so after they met, he had become even better at both as he tried to teach her during their times together. Sure, they had most of their conversations in their own tongue of Tantalog, but it helped them both being able to read and speak when walking through the town on errands or adventures.
She could not understand all the words, mostly because a lot of them seemed to be only screams of single letters in some kind of screeching language. Nor could she follow the story about the human boy with the strange leipo'o on his head, but he reminded her of Stitch in how he was fighting a monster of some kind that was much bigger than himself. Flipping page again, she blanked before letting out a joyful squeal. "Stitch! Makka!" She motioned for her blue boyfriend to come over, before showing him the page and the many small squares of images on it. It showed a creature of some kind, rather round, that swallowed the human. Stitch looked at the pictures for a moment, at first puzzled by what she tried to get to, before his ears wiggled slightly.
"Hoooh, raka'mish-skaba?" He pointed to Angel with a surprised smile, and she nodded.
Lilo, who had been close enough to Stitch for long enough time, had almost learned his language as well as he had hers by now. Though what words she could make out from the speedy conversation did not make much sense to her. They kept talking about some kind of idea and how Angel meant that she could do it, but the Hawaiian girl could not fully translate and instead peeked over Stitch's shoulder down at the manga book.
"Have you two figured something out?" She was bursting with curiosity, but she had learned to control herself and give others space and time. She also knew that the two alien experiments took this matter fairly seriously, so out of respect she did as well. Angel and Stitch turned around and showed her the page.
"Angel put baby in belly!" The blue one proclaimed with a large, happy smile.
While the pink one leapt against Lilo with an even larger smile, the kind where the mouth is a bit open… very much so, actually. In fact, there was more gaping than smiling- the girl's train of thought never got any further than that, before her room vanished. Angel, who shared many similarities to Stitch physically, was equally stretchy. Her blue boyfriend had been completely crushed flat beneath both 18-wheelers, space ships and various kinds of aliens and make-do-weapons, yet never really suffered any real damages. Their bodies was simply extremely adaptable and flexible, and Angel extra so internally as she did not possess the extra set of retractable arms that her male counterpart has, giving her more space… something Lilo quickly found out.
For while it grew dark very quickly, there was no doubt in her mind as to what was happening.
She had dug dogs, cats and other various animals from Stitch's stomach enough times to recognize a throat when it cramped around her. Angel, much like Stitch, turned out to be a fast eater. Lilo's head had just been pressed against her wide, long tongue before the pink experiment squished it a bit harder and swallowed quickly! She did regret doing so, as it took a second for the flavour of the young girl to really come forth. There was something… mesmerizing about it.
It tasted of salty seas, fresh grass and foliage, traces of sweet fruits and something she could not really put her finger on what it was… the other flavours were delightful, especially to a creature with such a sensitive tongue, but that last flavour beneath the others? It was as if the other tastes had been the coating that hid the true flavour, like licking the sauce of a steak and find the bloody and sweet meat beneath. Was this the flavour of humans? Or did Lilo in particular just taste really well? Angel swallowed once more. There had barely been a second between the first and second gulp, but the specially designed brains of Jumba's experiments did process information at an inhuman speed, taste and smell being no different. The third gulp brought the short girl's lower body into the surprisingly large and flexible mouth of the pink alien, forcing the head into the stomach inside it.
Lilo had been placed in a state of mind similar to that of rabbits when being swallowed, completely paralyzed without a single proper thought in her skull. She was not afraid, for she knew where she was and who she was inside. She had been around aliens, Stitch in particular, long enough to know that one did not die from just being swallowed alive, though she had never been so herself in such a tight space. She had been through similar experiences, maybe that was what kept her so calm?
However, one did not need the sensitive nose of animals or aliens to squint one's eyes and face into a raisin upon coming into contact with the reeking stench inside the omnivore's gut… It smelled of rot, that sweet kind of rot from papaya or mango that's left in a pile beneath the bed for a few months. She suddenly remembered why Nani had been so upset upon finding them…
She felt what would be the second final gulp, which enclosed her entire body within the living, tight vessel. Her feet was now inside Angel's closed mouth and were treated to a quick, tickling treatment by the large tongue, before swallowed along the rest of her. Lilo found herself blinking in sudden confusion. There had not been more than fifteen seconds since she stood on her own floor like any other day, and now she was curled up in a ball inside the stomach of her extra-terrestrial step-sister.
Outside, Angel sank down on the floor with a thick thud from the extra weight. Her expression was mixed, which worried Stitch who had one hand on the stretched gut, one on Angel's forehead, holding her hand in a third and scratching a flea from his rear with the fourth. They exchanged worried looks and a few gibberish words in their native tongue, which seemed to calm the blue one down enough to retract the extra arms again. He sat down next to her, gently rubbing the swollen pink balloon before him, in which his beloved adoptive sister laid… it was strange, indeed.
Angel tried to shift around, but could seemingly not get comfortable with the large orb weighing her down in such a manner. The strength was there to jump around if needed, but her swollen gut hung in a quite frustrating way as it blocked her legs from moving forward and scraped against the floor. Inside, Lilo began to shift and struggle as well. Her voice being more annoyed than angry, as she knew she was not in any immediate danger, but she had still been surprised and eaten against her will, which she did not approve of.
"This is NOT what I meant when I offered to help you! I am not food!" For reasons of not hurting Angel more than lacking space, her kicks and pushes were quite faint. From in here, she could hear the powerful thunders of the experiment's artificial heart, clapping away like the strikes of a pro boxer to provide the surprisingly craving body with all the blood it needed, especially in such an unusual state. She could also hear the lungs, though only faintly as the creature breathed very calmly. Yet she could feel the slight push and relief when the bags in- and deflated in the already cramped space. All these strange new sensations had a surprisingly calming effect on the girl, though not enough to override the fact that she was in someone's digestive system. And for as distracting as it all was, it was still not enough to keep her from wanting out.
At first, Lilo got horrified into silence and was paralyzde once more as the walls around her cramped down! What little air there had been vanished in a second, replaced by the squishy walls that were wet with something she'd rather not think about pressed hard against her. Was she going to be digested? Would she be crushed by the experiment's impossible strength before the juices got to her? For the first time, Lilo found herself truly frightened by her own powerlessness compared to that of her space-born friends. Normally she had always seen herself as equal to Stitch, due to them working off each other so well. Trading muscle for knowledge or comfort for care… but this?
The second movement made Lilo realize what was truly happening, relieving her greatly from the lone second of a thousand thoughts. She had not been that scared or experienced time so slowly since that time when they thought Stitch had perished from the energy-consuming glitch in his design, and she had never been so happy to see the textures of her carpet up close again.
Laying on her face against the floor, all wet and sticky from the slime and bile inside the female omnivore, she sighed. It had been an emotional rollercoaster, and she did not know what to make of it right now. Her young mind was not used to handle more than one emotion at the time, and usually for a longer time. Being tossed from Thoughtful to Curious to Shocked to Annoyed to Scared and to Relieved all in those two or three minutes were simply too much for her, leaving her emotionally drained and without focus on anything else than that she stank.
Returning from the warm shower and wrapped in a towel way too big for her, the burrito-looking girl waddled over to the pink and blue creatures that sat on her bed waiting for her, with ashamed looks. She stopped to look at them with annoyed, yet not angry or sad eyes, sighing.
"Could have asked first… and let me gotten my swimsuit. Now I gotta wait for my dress to clean." She muttered.
Having no arms to support her right now, due to Nani completely wrapping her up in the cloth, she jumped up on her bed rump-first but accidentally fell backwards once landing, laying there awkwardly next to the other two, who still stared into the floor without notice of her situation.
"Angel is sorry, Lilo. Forgot that you do not understand us like Jumba, and did not mean to scare." Angel's voice was that of regret, and Stitch mumbled an ashamed agreement. They were both relieved that Lilo had not gotten angry with them or seemingly even traumatized by the experience, but they still regretted having put her through it in their own shared and rushed desire to stimulate the whole thing. To them it seemed like a perfectly normal and safe thing to do, since they better knew their own bodies and are used to stuff things in their mouths, but Lilo was still a human. A child, to boot
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"Stitch?" Lilo spoke in a calm, fairly regular voice.
"Yah?" The blue one perked a lone ear and turned his eyes towards the Hawaiian crepes.
"Help…" Only now realizing how tightly the elder sister had wrapped the younger, and that the tight, fluffy material was killing her in this heat, Stitch began to unwrap her with urgency.
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…As the moon rose higher and higher over the sky, not yet perfectly round, Stitch nudged Angel in the side and asked if it too was pregnant. The pink one giggled, cuddling up closer to her "buchi-boo" with a soft smile. The evening had quickly returned to normality, with Lilo recovering quite quickly and seemed to not really think about it after a while. One can only suppose that a child gets used to crazy things after a while. After dinner, Angel and Stitch had spent some time with the human sisters in the living room, dancing and helping Lilo for a future show with the other hula-girls.
Later the couple had retired to the lawn on the hill outside the house, watching the stars and moon replace the pink, yellow and orange glow on the sky that the sunset offered. It had always enthralled them both, to know that the stars are always there and always shining, yet one can only see them at night. It was like a whole new world grew before their eyes as the stars, one by one, began to form once again with the disappearance of the light. They usually laid there together. Sometimes talking, other times not. They did not have the need for words at all moments, just each other's company. For while they looked like a perfect couple on the outside, they both had plenty of flaws to work around… yet a love truly deep to aid them with it.
In a way, it was true what they said. Opposites do attract. Stitch was, of course, somewhat of a rough diamond. Younger than Angel, due to her being created before him, and it showed. The blue fur ball was eager, rash and quick to emotions that completely drove him and his actions. Making him rather unpredictable when out amongst other people or even experiments. Not always aware of his strength or how scary a rabid, gurgling blue dog with six limbs and antennas can be, yet just as sensitive as he was not understanding. If insulted or taunted, he would act out like an animal to re-establish his superiority over the upstart, acting like his programmed code of a powerhouse… yet his intelligence beneath it would still deeply reflect on the words said, leaving him with a bad taste in his mouth and emotions he did not know how to handle.
Angel, on the other hand, was completely differently designed on the interior. A model prior to that of Stitch, and designed as a fail-safe to all the other experiments, she was far more socially intelligent than her blue counterpart. Designed to allure, charm, persuade and (as Lilo would say) re-evil-alize the other experiments that came before her, she had a hard time controlling such urges. Of course, Stitch was her beloved. A bond formed not from her designed abilities even working that well on him, but from him proving his honest emotions to her enough to break through codes and purposes. Angel was still a very charming and flirty creature by nature, both by speak and movement this could be seen. Her voice being that of a siren's, she had no problem getting positive attention very easily from almost anyone and anything, compared to that of Stitch that had a much easier time scaring others due to his design. She also often got Stitch jealous from her flirty ways with his fellow experiments, making him think she was intentionally charming them, when in reality she was just forgetful with her behaviour.
But for all his flaws and short-sighted, merry-go-lucky (or angry) lifestyle, Stitch still had what one would call a heart of gold. Unless provoked, he'd not do anyone any harm by intent. And if asked, he'd always be there to lend at least one out of four hands to anyone in need. And Angel sought only to make friends and show people that she was no longer evil, even if her code sometimes slipped through. Deep down a core trait, a commonality remained: true good. A tiny flower bud that had beautifully blossomed because of the compassion of a young Hawaiian girl.
True…one was more easily popular and adored, the other more often scaring others.
One being a bit sassy and high-class, the other a butt-scratching bug-eater.
One preferring others working instead, the other a hard-working fighter.
One could easily see the differences after getting to know them more closely, but even with these vast differences they had still formed a strong bond and true love for each other. Yes, perhaps opposites did attract. Perhaps it was their very differences that made them more suitable for each other? One covered the other one's flaws? That was the theory they had come up with together and stuck with, even if they did not really care what the sticky goop that held them together was. And as mentioned, not every moment together had the need for words, but this one did.
"Usually the only "moon" I like to see is myself when I'm upside down and teasing Pleakley in the shower." Stitch wisecracked, trying to break the awkward ice around the subject of pregnancy. "I'm sure your body won't get any bigger than my big, fat, patookie!" He remarked in Tantalog, giving a nervous laugh before he cringed a bit. "…I'm sorry." He murmured as Angel cuddled up against him. She could feel his nervous state on his breath and heartbeat, giggling again over his innocent and shy personality. Deciding to spare him having to continue the conversation, she decided to get it going herself.
"You're nervous about the idea of pregnancy. But I can tell you still want to have children." Angel admitted.
"I'm…Angel, I'm afraid." He admitted in a weak voice, turning to her, biting his lip slightly. "I…I love you so much. I want children with you but…I've seen those baby animals in the zoo and on Youtube. They're real fragile I mean…that one panda sat on her kid and ATE it."
"Stupid nature." Angel muttered as she gave him an encouraging pat on the back.
"And me I'm…I'm a klutz. I have problems handling fruit without dropping it on the floor or crushing it while I'm trying to peel it in one go. What if I hurt our little one?" He asked quietly. "And I'm not so good with rules, restrictions or responsibilities either, so caring for a small and vulnerable creature for a long time without screwing up?!"
He panted a bit, shaking his head back and forth. "I'm…I'm just so scared."
Angel stared into the nothingness before her, not certain what to say. Yes…it was true Stitch often messed things up, or at least misses a stage in a plan or pattern. With his issues in self-control and impish personality…she knew a good heart and strong will can only get one so far.
So she closed her eyes and thought back. Remembering their moments together.
He had all that strength, yet she could never recall him ever being rough with her or even squeezing her hand too hard… if it did not have to do with saving her or so. But for their calm moments outside of adventure and battles, he had never been rough. Always tender, always thoughtful and gentle. Actually, he was a different creature all together when he was in her company, similar to when he is with anyone, really. With Lilo, he is more of a child and protective brother. Happy to cause mischief or go on adventures and play games. When with Jumba, his more intelligent side truly shows itself. Demonstrating his ability to keep up with complex schematics and technology. And when with Angel, he is the sweetest boyfriend anyone could ask for. Always thinking about her before himself, and doing so out of pure will for her best over any attempt to charm or flirt.
Angel opened her eyes again and pressed her round nose against Stitch's cheek, licking it.
"I trust you. I trust you more than anyone. Even if we had a child, I know you'd adapt. Because you'd do anything for someone you loved." She whispered in his ear, one paw gently resting on his shoulder with a tenderness to her tone.
"…want to watch the sun rise?" Stitch asked.
"Ih."
THE NEXT MORNING…
As the morning came, Stitch and Angel both confronted Nani once more before Lilo even woke up. The young adult stood by the stove, stirring some eggs with one hand and resting the other on her growing stomach, partly in her own world with a mysterious, motherly smile on her face until she saw the two fur-balls.
"Oh, you are up already! Can you wake Lilo for me?" She smiled at them, which was another thing they had noticed with her. Ever since getting pregnant, her mood had swung back and forth like a Glourian driplar in a sun storm… she had normally never been the person to love mornings, but now she seemed quick to rise with the sun and often happy during cooking… which had also improved! All her odd changes aside, the two experiments looked to each other before nodding, jumping up on the table to get in better eye-height with the human.
"Nani…meega want know. How does baby get in stomach?" Angel, who felt it being better if the talk ran between two women instead of Stitch trying to pry the information out of Nani, looked at the pregnant woman with pleading, deep eyes. Her voice being silky soft, sooth and almost begging… making Stitch smirk in secret as he detected the charming nature of his love at work.
Nani, on the other hand, sighed and put the pan aside to not burn the eggs. Leaning against the benches and supporting herself with her hands on them, looking at the two creatures with a disheartened face. Was she really to have "the talk" with them? Wasn't this Jumba's job as their… father? At least this time it was Angel who asked, who was far more mature than Stitch… maybe she could handle it.
"Alright… where to start?" She rubbed her forehead. "The baby is not really in the stomach, it just looks like it. Have Jumba taught you what a womb is?"
The two experiments looked to each other, seemingly hoping at least the other knew, but both turning back to the woman with shaking heads.
"Well it is where… wait, do you two even… uhm…" Nani pointed back and forth between the two, nervously cringing. "Do you two even have genitals?" A scaring thought just occurred to her… they WERE experiments, after all. Biological creatures created in a tube. Did they even have genders, or had she as a human just thought of them as male and female due to their looks and voices? Actually… was Stitch's voice even male? Compared to Angel's it sounded somewhat more masculine, but Angel was also designed to be a highly charming- GAAAAHH!
She shook her head as she did not want to think too deeply about it, for it shook the reality of the past few years too much.
Angel and Stitch, whilst not programmed with the information needed to breed, did at the very least know what genders were as well as genitals. They did use the loo, even if their systems very rarely needed them to. And they knew that they had the organs that defined them as their genders. Nani nodded, looking vastly relieved at their nods to her question, before continuing. "Well… Jumba can tell you more. Sorry to sound harsh, but I do not know if experiments CAN have babies the natural way… I did not want to say anything yesterday, but it is best that I am honest with you if I am to explain more." Nani silenced, looking at the two quite shocked creatures.
She almost regretted telling them, but it had to be done sooner or later. And better be it between understanding women than Jumba simply spilling the beans in his average way of "What? Sicks-too-sicks and sicks-too-fuar have baby? Vahaha! No, is not capable!" or something along those lines, she was sure. She could almost hear that Russian-ish space-accent of his as he imaginarily wiped a tear from his eye, whacking his knee at how silly the mere IDEA of them having children might be.
"The thing is that a man needs to put something… special, inside the woman's womb. The womb is a very small, uhm… 'stomach' that lies beneath the.. pee-hole you probably use, Angel?" Nani hid her eyes beneath a hand, rubbing them at the same time. What was she doing? She had dreaded the day she would have to tell Lilo about this stuff, but at least Lilo was… well… human. She KNEW human biology, not alien. Does Angel even have a second hole? Does aliens only have one? Do they have several? Ugh, she did not wish to think about it anymore. Not only was her mind forcing pictures of a shaved Angel with various amounts if vaginas on her rear, but she also saw images of Stitch mid-sex… and he was not one to have pleasant faces as a norm.
"Just… ask Jumba… I am not too sure what I am talking about anymore." The long-suffering Nani finally admitted, shrugging a bit.
As the two experiments left the kitchen, not that much wiser than they had been entering, Stitch made a remark about Nani possibly being somewhat of a… whatever word for "stupid slut" is in their tongue, since she managed to get herself pregnant without knowing how. Not that the two experiments knew either, but they hadn't just woken up one day with a baby inside and pretended to know what was going on and why!
Returning to Stitch's room, they laid down together and tried to puzzle everything out.
They spoke for a couple of hours, during which Angel came to the conclusion to show Stitch what Nani had talked about, since he didn't really know too much about the opposite gender's… well, gender! As she spread her legs and pulled some of the silky fur aside, she retracted her claws to insert a finger, making the small cleft more visible. Stitch felt odd looking at it, but did at the same time not reject the sight. It looked like a fresh wound to him, the second before the blood actually begins to flow from a fine cut, or something… he could not describe it perfectly. And while it put him in an uneasy state, he could not look away until a quite embarrassed Angel closed her legs again with a massive blush, even if she explained that she did not know why she felt ashamed.
Ever since the time Stitch glitched out, he had been a lot more careful when it came to experimenting with both his own body and those of his cousin experiments. He thus explained that he did not think it would be wise for them to try and figure out what this "special something" of his that they should put in there, especially since there were uncertainties to if they even COULD have a child of their own. But… with the mystery solved in that the mother does not have a child in her stomach, but in her "womb", they could always return to the original plan of simulating!
They reasoned that it wouldn't matter if they couldn't have a genetic offspring together, for they would still love each other just as much. Besides, their creator was Jumba! Evil Scientist extraordinaire with a speciality for biological creations and DNA manipulation! Surely he could create a fitting child from- and for them to love and raise. For any child would be their love-child, since they would love it as their own. But… since he happened to be gone at the moment, and both the little monsters were rather curious, they decided to try and stimulate pregnancy again, for Angel's sake. She still truly felt attracted to the idea of simply feeling pregnant.
As they approached Lilo, whom was attempting to break the world-record in longest handstand for the 9:th time that morning, with a best time of two minutes before either tired arms or blood-filled head got the better of her… they brought up their woes and thoughts. The young girl nodded with a smile as they finished telling her about their agreements.
"Why didn't I think of that? That would save you lots of troubles too, since babies are really loud and screams a lot and are rather bothersome to take care of."
"Like-a Lilo." Stitch snickered with a devilish grin, dodging the stop-watch that was thrown at him. "Ha! Too slow!"
"Anyway… what do you wanna do now then? We don't know when Jumba will come back."
Lilo looked at the two, who exchanged quick looks for comfort, before Angel stepped forth.
"Uhm… Lilo? I am sorry for before, and want to ask. Can Angel put Lilo in womb, see how it feels?"
The young girl raised her eyebrows. Since Angel and Stitch had spent all morning talking, it had just been her and Nani for breakfast, where the older sister had explained to her what she had told the two space-dwarfs about pregnancy. So she could see where the question came from, and she HAD told them to ask before just doing crazy things…
Lilo stroked her round little nose, thinking. She had planned on saving the universe from the spider beneath the stairs, hopefully with the usage of that one plasma-rifle Jumba never did find after the spring-cleaning of his lab… but at the same time, the spider and the universe wasn't going anywhere, and they had all survived so far with the thing being where it was. And it was clear to her that this was something very important to her siblings… if odd, for Lilo had also been informed as to WHERE the womb was located. But Nani had ensured her that it was NOT the pee-hole, or else it would have been too yucky to even consider.
"Hmm… well, I guess I can't be digested in a womb. But since I have already been a baby once, I can't become yours either. Otherwise Angel would become my new mommy, and Stitch my daddy…"
The three all looked to each other with wide eyes of this sudden realization, before shaking their heads in an agreed disagreement. No, it was a good thing that such a thing could not happen. Even Ohana had its limits!
After quickly discussing where to do it, now that Lilo was aboard, they decided on the treehouse. Nani's many mood-swings as of late made her unpredictable, and even when she was stabile she did not approve of most things that were outside of human norms. Especially if it looked as if Lilo was put into something strange, dangerous or strangely dangerous. No, best be to do it someplace a bit isolated. And since they didn't know just how long this would take, Lilo shouted to her sister on the way out that she might be late for dinner… which often meant that she would not show up at all.
Once everyone was up in the wooden construct, Stitch laid out the blanket from his hammock for Angel to lay on to avoid splinters or discomfort. Lilo had also changed into her swimsuit, which seemed like a better idea than her dress, especially after the last experience. Having both gotten a bit wiser in the practice, both Lilo and Angel spent a few minutes stretching and warming up while Stitch made further preparations.
Finally, the pink experiment laid down on her back and spread her legs for the other two, allowing Stitch to nervously and carefully rub her nether region. She shortly nodded that she was ready and Stitch moved aside. Angel spread her legs further, to the point of her little pink gate opened slightly. Lilo got down on her knees to inspect it closer, not finding anything that strange with it all, since it looked pretty much identical to that of hers or Nani's. There were a few questions revolving if she would really fit, but both the experiments reasoned that they were rather stretchy and that there was only one way to find out.
And so, Lilo put her hands together as if praying or diving, pushing the tiny hands into the alien cleft. Not surprised over how warm and soft it was, more over just how accepting the flesh was to her. Angel was moaning, blushing heavily as the young girl's hands slid inside. Stitch, who could not decide what to do or where to focus, was side-stepping like a crab to both tend to the worrying moans from his love and to observe the oddly attractive scene on her lower half. Lilo, however, was as focused and serious as an astronaut. Say what one wants about the little Hawaiian oddball, but when given a job that she knows her friends trusts her with, little will ever stop her from performing that job with the best of her ability. This was no different. To her, this was hard science they were performing here! Experimenting with the experiment's possibly experimental and extraordinaire exterior extras… somewhere in that thought process of alliteration she ran out of good words, trying to figure out more with silent mumbles as her short little arms were closing in to elbow-depth.
The tender, warm flesh seemed to almost melt aside at her touch. Giving in and accepting her. However she now had to widen her arms to fit her head between them, since she would have to pull the opening even wider if they ever wished to see her enter completely. As she began to move her arms to the sides, Angel shivered in a shy yet perverted smile. The blush laid thick on her face as she mumbled loving words in their native tongue, her legs twitching slightly. The fleshy tunnel was not as happy to stretch to the side as in depth, to Lilo's discovery. But, it still opened wide enough so she could push her arms a bit further in and feel the stretched borders of the entrance cramp around her forehead! She bit down on her extended snorkel (which was duct-taped end-to-end with a few feet of an old hose) and pressed harder by straining her legs.
Three sounds could be heard in a quick series.
First, a soundly and faintly wet "Shlock" as Lilo's head entered from the quickly increased force.
Followed by a silent gasp, before a loving scream of orgasmic proportions escaped the treehouse!
Which was quickly accompanied by Stitch's equally long scream in surprise as it caused him to jump back in shock and fall out the treehouse-
THWUMP.
"Stitch oketaka!"
Though making his way back up in a matter of seconds to inspect upon his angel. She was fine, only moaning deeply and rubbing the straining, stretched edges of her gender. All whilst uttering phrases and words that Stitch didn't even know they were programmed with.
Due to Lilo having entered in a diving position, Angel's pussy had gotten no rest or retraction around a slimmer area, say a neck, as the arms had prevented such clamping. Instead, she now had Lilo down to her armpits inside her, making a visible lump like an early pregnancy on her stomach! Much to Stitch's returned fascination and tender rubbing. They could hear Lilo breathe through the tube and see her wagging rump as she physically counted down for the next push.
Her legs strained again, pushing herself even deeper inside! This time, Angel couldn't utter any sounds, only vibrate and grit her teeth in the wild blend of pleasure and plain. Though thankfully, their kind was designed to withstand impossible amounts of pain, so while this would drive a lesser being mad, it was not that bad to her. She could feel the pain, but it was a good kind of pain… Feeling these deep, feminine desires and urges rush through her in a way she had never experienced before, even though her entire design was to exploit the abilities of a female's physical attributes and charm.
She looked to Stitch with dreamy eyes, not certain if she was awake or not, but she saw him.
His worried eyes staring into hers, his four arms tending to both holding her hand, rubbing her belly, checking her forehead and even holding a glass of water nearby just in case. He would always be there for her, it made her feel calm… and maybe it was because she had a young girl shoved to navel-depth into her vagina, but he had never looked as handsome and straight-down attractive as of now. And that still said a lot.
With a final push from Lilo's part, and a groan of effort that could be heard out through the tube, her own stomach vanished fully into that of Angel's, which by now had an off shape since Lilo had been forced to start curling up within. There was just so much that the rather strained walls of Angel's womb would stretch. They were warm, mushy and moist to the touch, yet so slimy that the young girl could not manoeuvre properly. She recognized the sensation of slipping and sliding from the belly of the experiment, but the difference was that this place was not AS moist or AS slippery, and far more stretched and tight than the stomach! Something she soon got to use to her advantage by pressing against the walls while bending her body to automatically curl up in desired direction.
With nothing but her legs now poking out from the slightly constricted clit of the constructed alien, Lilo tried to call for Stitch to help her with the final distance, since she couldn't reach the floor properly anymore. Though her attempts at words only came out as groans and mumbles through the tube. Stitch did recognize his name somewhere in there, but his mind was rather blank with worry until Angel asked of him to push the last of the girl in. He nodded nervously and only let go of the pink, swollen alien after she promising she was fine, twice.
Lilo tried not to giggle as she felt the firm, fuzzy hands of her friend grab her stubby feet.
With tender usage of force, he began to push her. Due to Lilo already having started to curl up, thus the short little legs not needing to create more space as much as to simply fold into what there already was, they too quickly slid in. Stitch followed the two feet with a single arm once the toes had passed the borders, feeling them all the way in until he could tell that Lilo was fine and toasty inside. With his arm within Angel, almost up to the shoulder, he couldn't help but pat Lilo on what he believed to be her ankle, before cupping a feel on the soft inner walls of his lover, feeling her vagina slowly retract to normal size and clamp around his arm.
He then pulled out and sat down next to Angel, who was still clad in that rich red blush and panting softly from the experience. The two exchanged tender looks with another, before both starting to rub the swollen pink orb.
Angel found quickly that this was not as uncomfortable as the first variation. It was unruly and impractical, for sure, disabling her to move properly without wagging like a duck with a pineapple in its rear. She could still walk, but not perfectly. Besides, the sheer amount of pleasure that this state of inflation gave her was… beyond words for her. Every breath, every movement of a limb or even her head caused ripples of pleasure from related muscles pulling around the strained, swollen and sensitive womb. Tickling the depths of her most sacred area.
Lilo's faint movements to shift her body for comfort felt like the most amazing massage, better than any of those she had gotten during her tours. Angel still was not sure if she was awake or not, due to the groggy state of her mind, but mumbled to Stitch that this was definably something she wished to try more often…
That afternoon and evening the three spent in silent in that treehouse. Lilo quickly fell asleep inside the warm, tight and constantly rubbed womb. Breathing calmly and peacefully without much more movements than one might expect from a sleeping child. Angel and Stitch simple laid there next to each other, holding hands and exchanging deep looks into the other's eyes with warm smiles. Speaking softly about plans for parenting, discussing names, games, toys and teachings for whatever their child would become. And since there were so many possible options, either being their genetically, created by Jumba or adopted from other location, there was plenty of ground to cover for the willing couple. They didn't notice how time flew past as they rested there together, stroking the massive orb…
The next day, the two's cuddling session was interrupted as Lilo screamed in anger, kicking furiously. The two experiments looked in confusion at the raging kid on Stitch's floor, who was thrashing and grumbling loudly over something they couldn't hear what it was. "Lilo…? Uhm, why so angry?" Stitch slid down from the bed to approach his friend, who had just gotten back home from school. The little girl looked up to her blue friend with teary eyes and quivering, angry lips and a black eye. Naturally, they hugged. A good hug went a long way.
Aside from Lilo being rather tired, since she couldn't fall asleep after the day-long nap inside Angel's womb once they got her out that last evening, she had been bullied at school by some new boys who just started there. Their families had moved from one of the nearby islands and here, thus their two sons of one year between was placed in Lilo's school. They were spoiled and, worse still, arrogant, having quickly made friends with a certain other spoiled brat who constantly picked on the round-nosed girl, and quickly realized that she was a good target. All day had been nothing but the two boys picking on her for no other reason than that they could.
Now, Lilo was used to handling the other girls her age, since she was a bit of a tomboy at heart who did not like the girly-girl-games the others did. But to be put through the same shtick with the boys as well? Kids fighting or arguing is common, always has been… but the girls had left Lilo alone for quite a while now, due to fearing Stitch and all the other "monsters" that Lilo was friends with… however, these new boys had no experience with it, and did no doubt make the girls feel braver as well…
"Can you guys repay the favour from yesterday..?" Lilo mumbled, refusing to cry.
"Stitchie? Want to meet the boys?" Angel had joined the hug, stroking the sad but strong Lilo across the back as she spoke to her blue boyfriend. She got a silent reply of a stern nod, and slim angry eyes.
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…"Oh what? You're back to cry some more?" The oldest of the boys, though not by much, rose to his full length after having sat down by a small river and played with frogs. His younger brother did the same, holding a quite fierce and solid stick. Lilo stood a bit higher up on the hill, looking down at them with calm eyes and emotionless face.
"Yeah! Weakling! Gonna cry more?" The younger brother picked up, already known for not having much original material in favour of copying his brother. Lilo put her hands on her back as she began to walk down the path to the two boys, with the older smirking while tormenting a frog by tossing it up and down in one hand.
"Yes, I cry a lot. I am not that strong or pretty. But I am at least nice." Lilo nodded sombrely.
"Oh yeah? And what does that get you?" The older one took a step forward, intent on further establishing himself on this new island by giving this upstart a second black eye.
"Yeah, what?" The younger followed up with as he followed his brother.
Lilo smiled and stopped, pointing to the tall palms above them. In two of them sat a strange-looking creature each. One blue, one pink. "Nice people befriend the monsters under the bed, and the bad kids gets eaten by them." She remarked cheerily.
"EEP." The eldest squeaked out.
The two creatures dropped like koalas from the trees, falling straight down towards the boys with widely open mouths that flashed the long sets of large teeth and massive tongues! Giving the two brats just enough time to scream and try to run, though only bumping into each other and falling to their butts before their worlds vanished into darkness…
By the time Lilo had made it all the way down the hill, the boys were gone and replaced with two wiggling, colourful balls of fur. Muffled screams and pleadings could be heard through the thinly stretched flesh and fur, with Angel trying to get more comfortable and Stitch angrily chewing a brand new sneaker to bits. He wasn't totally happy with that he wasn't allowed to go full rage-mode on them, so he found outlet for his unsatisfied anger by idle destruction.
Lilo exchanged thankful looks with her two friends, who winked back at her as they rolled into sitting positions, stroking their swollen guts. The red-clad girl stepped in between and bent down to make sure that they would hear her properly.
"If you two won't play nice from now on, I can always give you time-outs in my ohana's bellies more times! They'd be happy to have you staying for a night or two!"
She giggled as she helped the two experiments to stand up and gain their balance. Angel, who wasn't AS stretchy as Stitch, had targeted the younger brother, with Stitch the older. She wasn't too comfortable with the brat struggling in there, but the two past experiences had left her seemingly more accepting and elastic than before, since it wasn't as uncomfortable as when she tried Lilo.
With the two boys soon settling in, realizing that struggles wouldn't take them anywhere, they leaned back to silently sob and reconsider. Having never imagined anything like this could happen.
"Oh! Lilo, Stitch, Angel! There you are!" As they walked up the long hill to their house, with certain effort on the experiment's part, they looked up to see Nani standing by the door waving at them with a happy face. "Jumba just got back, and I got great news! He tells me that Stitch and Angel can have a baby of their own with no complications!"
This information caused the trio to stop dead in their tracks, blinking. They had forgotten all about that for the past few hours of tracking down and eating bullies. Lilo, who had walked in the middle of the two experiments, simply took a step back while still gaping in surprise, allowing Stitch and Angel to look at each other directly. They exchanged shocked glances, before Angel got teary-eyed with a quivering smile and Stitch's ears fell to his sides in nervous joy. The two pressed their giant bellies against each other's and embraced in a tight hug, shouting in joy.
Nani remained by the door to greet them and hug them as they got up, immensely happy for their sake as well as relieved, since Jumba had promised to cover the sex-talk with the two fur balls since he was their responsible creator. However, as the red, blue and pink dots on the hill grew larger and closer, she noticed something off about it all. They looked… different. She hadn't seen neither Stitch nor Angel since the breakfast the day before, and now they looked… oh God!
"Oh my! I just heard the news! The little monsters wants to be parents?! That's adorable! I can knit little dresses!" Pleakley, who had been with Jumba on his trip, joined Nani in the door to also greet the three youngsters. However, the adult human wasn't replying or seemingly even noticing him, only staring with massive eyes down to the two experiments and her younger sister. At first confused, the yellow cycloptic alien followed her eyes direction and found the image quite curious. He turned back into the house with a hand by his mouth to enhance his voice.
"Jumba! They figured it out! But why did you design Stitch to also be able to get pregnant?!"