Chapter 02
The afternoon sun shone brightly in the sky casting its radiant golden warmth acrossed the island of Kaua'i. As usual the weather was shaping up to be another beautiful day on the island paradise. Though didn't hurt to have a few weather affecting experiments to keep things in check. The oceanic winds intermixed with the Pacific currents to form some of the best waves for surfing. This was a fact that the vast majority of beach goers could attest to, as the many young men and women were quick ride their surfboards into the blue yonder at first sight of a white crest. All of them hoping to find that ever elusive "Perfect wave."
Nestled not far from the island's shoreline was the blossoming Kokaua Town.
The town had started out like any other small island town. The vast majority of its architecture was taken from the 1950's school of design and as the years went by it became sort lost in time. Never really changing in its aesthetics. However, all changed and rather abruptly at that in recent times. With its wonderful weather, picture perfect surf, and unspoiled natural beauty the island began to see an increase in its tourism business. Coupled with the fact that some of those visitors wished to stay year round and Kokaua Town experienced a sudden boom in population growth.
Now the town looked more like some suburb on typically found on the outskirts of some large city, than a little island town. Still some things had stayed the same. Such as the small dirt road that branched off from the main road just outside of town. The road looking more akin to a hiking trail than a everyday road; what with the thick vegetation that flanked its path.
Following it north it snaked its way through the greenery heading further inland.
At the end of this winding path sat a elevated house.
The house's roof was covered in bright red shingles which stood brightly when matched against the surrounding trees. The greenish-blue painted walls fared far better at blending in and looking to belong. The area beneath the house had been converted into a car park/garage at some point as a bright orange dune buggy sat nestled against an old faded blue Volkswagen beetle. In front of the car park a new Volkswagen beetle sat, its engine idling as it waited for its driver. A two-tiered staircase led up from the ground level to a large porch with white picket railing. Dotting the walls where picturesque window frames with its white outlined blue wooden shutters. Suspended from the windowsill were small planters with a wide variety of flowering plants growing in them. Acrossed from the stairs a rather plain brown wood door, it had a decorative glass window and below a white doggy door insert.
The house itself was two stories tall possessing two odd features that appeared somewhat out of place. The first was the addition of a boxy two story on the side of the main structure which housed the kitchen down stairs and a guest room upstairs. The second odd feature was a dome topped tower that stretched above the roof line to overlook even some of the neighboring trees.
It was inside this tower's dome two figures still lay in bed. Each attempted to delay the inevitable rousing from their dream filled slumber.
"Lilo, Stitch!" a female voice called out from below the tower "Get out of bed this instant!"
The harsh tone echoed within the room atop the tower where it managed to succeed in its intent. With a protracted groan the larger of the two figures began to stir on its bed. The thin cloth sheet falling away as it moved to sit up. Rather quickly it became obvious the half-awake form belonged to that of a young woman who appeared to be in her late teens or so.
Hands rose from her sides to rub at her eyes in an effort to rid herself of any of the night's lingering spell. With a yawn her hands fell away as eyelids peeled back to reveal creamy chocolate colored irises. Yawning again she began to stretch raising her arms over her head, a movement which pulled the oversized t-shirt she had slept in higher and tighter against her body.
Blinking rapidly her eyes adjusted to the daylight that slipped into the room through the partially drawn shades.
Once again the same message as earlier met her ears as she groaned in protest. Turning the teen directed her gaze acrossed the room to a short ladder which led up to the fold out wall mounted bunk bed. Lying atop the bed beneath a red blanket a small furry form wore a set of baby blue pajamas with a matching colored nightcap. Tucked under the crux of an arm a yellow plush ducky was pulled tighter to his body as a long rabbit like ears twitched.
At the sound of his name being yelled out he rolled over waving an arm in the arm attempting to swat away the sound. "Meega allaf minutes" he groaned trying to sink back into sleep.
Tossing back the sheet Lilo turned swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. She recoiled briefly when her feet made contact with the cold floor below. Messy raven locks were strewn about her framing her face while it fell down to reach her shoulder blades. Rising up she strode acrossed the short space to stand by her still sleeping friend. Inclining her head she gazed down upon Stitch's smaller sleeping form. Extending her arm she took hold of the red blanket and began pulling it away only to have it quickly snatched from her grasp by a wayward taloned hand.
"Come Stitch," Lilo cooed gently as she leaned over him "It's time to get up."
Again the hand rose swatting at the air trying to brush her off.
Placing her hand on his shoulder Lilo gave the blue alien experiment a vigorous shake. Stitch merely groaned rolling over to expose his back to the girl as he tightened his grip both his ducky and the blanket.
His behavior only serving to encourage Lilo to escalate the means she deployed to wake him up. "Alright then sleepy head" she spoke in a teasing tone "This calls for desperate measures." Turning she strode back to her bed side to retrieve a glass of water. Returning to loom over her friend Lilo stared down at him an evil grin creeping acrossed her face. "Rise and shine, Stitch" Lilo said in a singsongy manner as her hand tilted to dribble the water over Stitch's form.
Eyelids shot open as shiny black orbs darted about wildly. In a flash he had released his hold on both the plush and blanket, making use of his wall climbing ability he scurried up the wall beside his bed. Stopping at the apex of the ceiling he glared down at the girl below him.
Stitch stood just over 3ft tall; with fur, that was three shades of blue. A domed navy blue round nose rested in the center of his face, between large black, tear-shaped eyes. Sharp teeth resided in the wide mouth, along with a long pink tongue. Light blue patches around his eyes, a light blue patch running from under his chin down to his stomach, darker patch on the back of the head, and three wide naval blue horizontal stripes on his back. Three tuffs of sharp hair atop of his head nestled between his large, long, navy blue tipped rabbit-like ears with their insides being pink and second tuff of fur on its chest.
At the best of times he was threatening in his appearance. But now if looks could kill then anyone who was unfortunate enough to be in his line of sight would have been reduced to little more than a charred skeleton or a pile of ash on the ground.
Lilo let out a short giggle as she watched Stitch react. Most people would have been filled with terror upon meeting the stare of the rather ornery blue alien, but not Lilo. She merely smiled up at him as she set the half-empty glass of water aside.
"Good morning, Stitch" she offered in greeting. Still the alien held his position, still shooting daggers from his eyes at the female and punctuated his displeasure with a long dreadful hiss, "Oh come on, how else was I supposed to wake you up. Let Nani come up here and do it."
Stitch regarded her for a minute or so before his posture relaxed and began to descend the wall, still keeping a watchful eye on the glass of water. Setting foot on his bed Stitch yawned smacking his lips as he tried to rid himself of the morning dry mouth for a moment before his tongue slipped from his mouth up into right nostril. His antics earned a small laugh from Lilo as she observed shaking her head. It seemed that all those years of teaching him manners went right out the window in the morning.
Looking up the disapproving female Stitch grinned sheepishly "Eh sorry."
Dropping into his quadrupedal stance the alien leaned forwards stretching his back as he listened to the small pops in his vertebra. Those out of the way he twisted from side to side and stretched out his arms and legs releasing any leftover tension from his muscles.
Tilting his head back his black orbs gazed up at his taller friend. "Ahua shalom bye, Lilo" Stitch spoke flashing his unique toothy smile. Though he furry blue alien had learned to speak English rather fluently over the years along with several other languages, he would sometimes fall back into using tantalog or his distinctive form of broken English out of habit. It was a habit that the human girl would sometimes promote, as she felt it made him seem all the more endearing and reminded her of when they met.
Lilo returned his smile with one of her own. Leaning down she embraced her little pal in a morning hug "Good morning to you too. I trust you slept well, Stitch."
"Ih" he nodded "Until Lilo pour water on Stitch."
She pouted "I said I was sorry, what more do you want?"
The genetic experiment stroked his chin in contemplation "Extra coconut cake for breakfast" he beamed.
The teenage girl smiled once again "Okay, okay I'll see if we have any more…" Then Stitch watched as she paused in her speech her nostrils flared for a moment as she sniffed the air. "Eww," Lilo exclaimed as she recoiled fanning the air in front of her face "Stitch your breath reeks. You haven't been eating out of the garbage again, have you?"
Stitch shot her another fierce stare. "Lilo smelly too" he retorted as he mimicked her movements only in a more exaggerated manner.
"Whatever" the girl spoke striding back to her bunk. Stopping she knelt down to open the foot locker that sat at the end of her bed. Inside Lilo rummaged around retrieving her clothes for the day before closing the lid once again.
Hopping down from his bunk Stitch joined Lilo in standing in the middle of a circular indentation on the floor. Once they were in position there was a small click and a quick shudder as the elevator platform began to descend through the hollow tower.
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As the platform came to a halt at the bottom of the tube the pair was greeted by the sight of a rather irate looking woman.
Nani Pelekai stood with her arms crossed as she tapped her right foot in frustration. Her brown eyes held the look of repressed anger as she stared hard at the two. Though approaching mid-thirties Nani still looked like she was only in her mid-twenties. Her skin was still smooth and well tanned though she did have a few faint lines under eyes, they were well concealed by her make-up. Nani's raven hair was pulled up into a sort of bun/ponytail combination with a chopstick used to hold in it place.
She wore a purple sports blazer over white long sleeve button up shirt. Covering her legs was a matching skirt that fell down to just below her knees and set of shiny black dress shoes completed her business orientated look. A gold necklace with a heart shaped pendant hung around her neck, a gift from David on their one year anniversary after getting married.
"Bout' time you lolo heads got up" Nani said turning as she strode to check herself over in the mirror that hung in the hall. "I know school's out for the summer but that doesn't mean you can sleep all day. Besides Lilo, you know your hula classes start up again soon."
"I know" the younger sister responded in a low monotone.
Turning away from the mirror Nani approached the two "Well how do I look?"
"I think you look great Nani" Lilo answered giving her older sister a quick once over. In truth Lilo still felt it was ridiculous how people would often dress in such uncomfortable clothes and put up with wearing them so often just for a job.
"Ih Nani look good" Stitch gave a short wolf whistle. Stitch had a hard time suppressing his snicker at the look on the older sister's face; the expression was priceless to him.
Although Nani had grown rather used to the alien experiment and his antics, even growing kinda fond of him. Part of enjoyed the compliment but she still couldn't help feel a bit weirded out by the little blue fuzz ball, "Thanks" Nani spoke her voice betraying her inner feelings. Casting a quick glance to the clock that hung upon the wall "Oh man I've got to get going or I'm gonna be late for work." Turning she moved through the hall grabbing her purse from the top of a small bookcase. "Pleakley's in the kitchen and should have breakfast ready for you two shortly" Nani announced as she moved enveloping her younger sibling in a deep hug "Look you two stay out of trouble and have a good day."
The duo followed the older female to the doorway where they watched her descend the stairs to get into the waiting car. "Have a great time at work, Nani" Lilo called out waving goodbye to her from above. With a last quick look back she closed the car door and pulled away from the house making her way down the dirty road.
They lingered there for a moment or two till the car was out of sight before retreating inside the house.
Making their way down the short hall Lilo and Stitch soon found themselves in the kitchen. On the stove an assortment of pots, their contents simmering away with the low bubbling sounds quite audible in the quiet house. However, the real attention grabber was the lanky, green, one-eyed. three-legged alien whose movements looked more like an experiment in controlled chaos than an actual means of locomotion. The green alien was adorn in his usual earth disguise; a bright orange gown with a white floral pattern. It was an outfit that Lilo swore he made from some tacky Hawaiian style table cloth.
Pleakley moved between the refrigerator, where he rummage about occasionally pulling something out, the counter where he would mix, dice, or otherwise prepare whatever it was, then to the stove where he would pour it into one of the pots. Pausing he dipped a long wooden spoon into one as he stirred its contents before bringing it up to his lips for a taste test.
"Mornin' Pleakley" Lilo greeted her friend.
His head swiveled on what would have been an unnatural angle for a human as he looked to the newcomers. "Ah, Lilo good morning" Pleakley's high tone of voice rang out; his was a tone that made him seem like he was always on the verge of panicking.
With the smells of food being prepared it wasn't long before Stitch came prodding into the kitchen behind the teenager. Moving passed Lilo he strode to the dining table seating himself in his usual chair. The little blue experiment looked at the stove then to the green alien with an expectant look about him as he waited on the morning meal.
"Breakfast will be ready in a…" he left off as he caught sight of a pot whose contents had began to boil over and were spilling out. "Make that ten minutes" Pleakley rectified.
"That's alright" Lilo moved to exit "I am gotta go wash up, first."
"Hold it," Pleakley turned his gaze moved from Stitch to Lilo "Be sure to take the little monster with you, everyone is to be clean before they sit at this table from now on." He spoke waving the wooden spoon about in an attempt to punctuate his words.
"Stupid noodlehead" Stitch growled curling his fist only to receive a stern look from the aforementioned alien. Pleakley's resolve wavered as Stitch's growl increased in volume but did his best to hold firm. Pushing back from the table the blue experiment hopped down from the chair to follow the female still grumbling all the way.
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Arriving at the bathroom Lilo went about setting down her stuff on the countertop before fetching her washing supplies. Reaching over the teenager plucked her toothbrush from a green cup that sat beside the sink.
She could hear Stitch grumbling something as he entered the bathroom. Jumping up onto the toilet seat he climbed up onto the counter where he moved forwards to snatch his toothbrush from the same cup Lilo had kept hers. The Hawaiian girl couldn't help but let out a brief chortle at his choice of oral hygiene utensils, it was stiff bristled scrub brush originally meant for scrubbing toilets. Of course it had never ever been used for that purpose.
Lilo had heard him before use some of the more colorful language to describe things; he could be a regular potty mouth at times. Still it was ironic; he was using something meant for cleaning toilets to scrub his mouth clean.
Opening the medicine cabinet Lilo retrieved their respective tubes of toothpaste. Hers some off name brand tube of pristine white wintergreen flavored paste with small flecks of supposed cleaning crystals, his a thick tube of a paste Jumba had created for him. She watched as he squeezed the tube producing a thick green goo with purple and orange speckles to ooze out onto the bristles. The pungent aroma forced Lilo to take a few steps to the side to get away from it. Staring into the large bathroom mirror the pair began to brush their teeth. Each movement was in sync with the other as they went about the same task.
Finally after feeling satisfied the pair leant over the sink and in unison spit the foaming concoction out. The brushing was then followed by a quick swishing of the powerful mouthwash, also created by Jumba, to rid their mouths of any remaining germs. Turning to one another the two friends then opened their mouths displaying freshly cleaned teeth for inspection.
Lilo looked over Stitch's cavernous mouth checking for anything he might have missed. While at the same time he used his enhanced vision and smell to do the same for her.
"Looks good to me, Stitch" the teenage girl complimented 'Definitely smells a lot better.'
"Lilo clean too."
"Good now go on," Lilo moved picking up the blue alien to deposit him by the door "I have to wash up."
Nodding he complied with her wishes "Ih, Stitch go." Sitting down he pulled his feet up to his mouth, tucking his arms in his body curled into a ball. The Stitch ball then rolled away and down the hall making his way back to the tower elevator.
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Lilo lingered for a moment before closing the door and locking it after Stitch's departure.
Striding the width of the bathroom the raven haired girl sat down on the rim of the tub. Turning the far left handle the sound of rushing water filled the room. From there Lilo manipulated the right handle to varying degrees as she tried to find just the right temperature. Placing her hand under the running water she used her other make any necessary final adjustments before feeling satisfied with the temperature. Turning the middle handle caused the water to be diverted up and out of the shower head.
Taking a few steps back from the tub, she grabbed the bottom of the oversized sleep shirt lifting it up and over her head before tossing into the laundry basket. With that out of the way her hands took hold of the waistband of her panties applying an even pressure slid them along her shapely legs to the ground. Picking up the undergarment it was quickly found itself joining her shirt in the basket.
Striding forward Lilo stepped into the tub and drew the curtain as she moved to stand under the cascading water. Tilting her head back she closed her eyes as the warm water washed over her face and began to soak her hair. Reaching up Lilo ran her fingers through her hair weeding out any major knots.
Lilo rotated slowly under the running water letting it run over every part of her body and wash away any of the previous day's grime. Looking to the shower caddy her hand plucked a bottle from it to empty a small amount of its contents into her palm. Stepping away from the water Lilo rubbed her hands together evenly coating them in the shampoo before rubbing it into her hair. It wasn't long before the shampoo had built up into a thick foamy lather. With her head looking like the froth of a cappuccino Lilo stepped back under the water allowing it rinse the shampoo from her hair.
As the water began to run over her again Lilo began to hum the tune to one of her favorite Elvis songs. It was a habit she tended to do whenever she felt relaxed and content.
Again stepping out and away from the falling water Lilo pulled another bottle from shower caddy along with something else. Popping the top open she squeezed out some of the body wash onto her orange loofah sponge.
Methodically she worked the loofah over her body using the sponge's texture and the soap to rid herself of any dirt and germs. Taking extra care to make sure certain parts of her anatomy were extra clean. Taking the detachable shower head in her hand Lilo maneuvered it about her body rinsing off every trace of the body wash. Done she replaced the shower head before leaning down and turning the shower handles back into their off positions. The flow of water slowed till only a few stray droplets were left as they fell to the bottom of the tub. Pulling back the curtain the teen girl's hand yanked one of the towels from the rack as she set about drying herself off.
Stepping out of the tub she could feel the plush shag rug beneath her feet. Moving to the counter she drug through a drawer for a hairbrush, upon finding it she plugged in a nearby hair dryer using the brush to remove tangles from her raven locks as it dried under the hot moving air. A few particularly deep set knots caused Lilo to grit her teeth as they forced her to make several passes. The teenager repeated the process multiple times until finally the brush slid through her hair with no hang-ups. Setting the brush and dryer down on the countertop Lilo looked over her handy work. The strands of her dark hair felt like silk as it slipped between her fingers.
Turning away she moved to the pile of clothes sitting atop the toilet lid. However, she paused upon catching sight of herself in the full length mirror mounted on the backside of the bathroom door.
Taking a moment those dark chocolate orbs scanned over the reflected image of the creamy tan skin covered female form. Her face had thinned out since she hit puberty losing the baby fat of youth, now Nani would sometimes remark how she had come to resemble their late mother in her teen years. While her face had changed, those eyes still held that same mischievous spark they had always had. Only now it shone brighter together with the kindness and compassion she showed to everyone.
Lilo's eyes lowered their gaze falling onto her expanding chest. Dark pink nipples stood erect against her palms as she cupped her breasts feeling their combined weight. While not as large or impressive as the cantaloupe sized melons Nani lugged around, hers were a decent D cup easily filling her hands and spilling out some.
Nonetheless, it didn't matter to Lilo. If someone was gonna like her, it had better be for her personality and not just her body.
Lilo giggled "Besides they don't seem to have too much trouble turning a few heads at the beach" a slow cheeky grin crept over her face with those words.
Moving on Lilo eyed her stomach. The depression of her navel was all that broke up the otherwise flat plane of her abdomen. She possessed a fair amount of muscle tone with easily seen abs, her tummy still refused get rid of all the fat still hanging onto a small quantity. It was nothing excessive, many might say it actually accented her figure rather than detracting from it.
Not far below her navel a thin strip of well-trimmed pubic hair lay just above her virgin womanhood.
The style was called a "landing strip" or "runway" it was something she had read about in a women's magazine at some point in her teens. After trying it out she decided she rather liked the look and feel of it when compared to the more natural thicker shroud she had previously. While she discovered the joys of self-pleasure sometime ago, Lilo refused to enter into a physical relationship with any guy unless he happened to be her one true love.
It was a decision her sister Nani was quite proud to hear of.
Rotating to the side Lilo looked over her well-rounded but well-toned backside. Years of hula lessons, surfing, and running about the island often in search of one of Stitch's cousins paid off in keeping her butt tight and firm. All that running had also honed her thighs and calves giving them definition while not appearing overly muscular much like the legs of a long distance runner.
Overall, the now eighteen-year-old Lilo was long removed from the slightly pudgy little girl who used travel about the island chasing down evil alien experiments with her alien dog.
Returning to her previous task she sorted through her available clothing as she dressed. Her day clothes consisted of a white pair of panties and matching bra, a pair of khaki cargo shorts that came down to just below her knee, and a red t-shirt with blue flowers on it. Fully dressed Lilo unlocked the bathroom door. She couldn't help but feel goosebumps as the cooler air of the house flowed in pushing aside the humid bathroom air. A last glance to check that everything was cleaned up and Lilo left the bathroom heading for the kitchen and delicious smelling breakfast.
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Arriving at the elevator Stitch unfurled his body as he scaled up the inside of the hollow cylinder to the dome above.
Inside the round room he scurried acrossed the floor to the ladder which led to his bunk. Standing atop his bed Stitch went about the process of making his bed being everything looked nice. Shedding his pajamas he took care to fold them neatly before placing them on his pillow next the yellow plush ducky. Inspecting his bed for anything out of place the blue experiment froze his keen sense of hearing picking up the sounds of water cascading in the bathtub. His nose tingled as his hypersensitive sense of smell detected the fragrant scent of Lilo's particular brand of shampoo. The fresh scent of mango, Hawaiian passion fruit, and peaches wafted up to him dominating any other scent.
His long rabbit like ears perked up detecting a faint sound under the noise of the running water. It was Lilo humming a tune he had heard her hum on occasions before, usually at the beach. Sitting down on the bed Stitch began to hum along with her. His eyelids slid shut as he basked in the smell of her shampoo.
Thinking became a distant memory for Stitch as his mind began to grow cloudy. With each breath and bar of the song his brain grew fuzzier and fuzzier. Slowly a primitive part of his brain went to work forming an image in his foggy brain.
Stitch looked around him seeing nothing but a white haze. From the humid heat he instantly it was steam that surrounded him. A taloned hand waved about as black eyes watched the fog whirl around as he moved. Then the experiment stopped instantly as he heard the faint hum. It was sound of a muffled female voice, curious he started to move towards it. It was odd with no points of reference Stitch couldn't tell if he was even moving or merely walking in place. But then something in the distance caught his eye, a dark shape amongst the white.
At his approach the shape took on a greater definition. The shadowy silhouette of a young woman obstructed by a shower curtain.
Stitch inspected the curtain. It was plain no markings of any kind suspended in mid air by some unseen means, as for color it was opaque which combined with the steam made it seem all the more solid. Black orbs stared at the barrier watching the movements of the shadow figure. Then something began to happen. The steam seemed to lighten up growing thinner by the second. But that was not what held his attention. No, it was the fact that the opaque vinyl curtain had begun to shimmer ever so slightly. He gazed on as it slowly became less and less opaque to become more transparent with each breath he took.
Until finally the curtain vanished all together.
With nothing to obstruct his gaze he was able to see just who it had been casting the shadow. Stitch felt his heart skip a beat, his eyes widened in shock and his breath froze in his chest, it was Lilo! The blue experiment couldn't believe it. There stood his best friend stark naked as the day she was born.
Her angelic voice rang out now clear as day as it echoed his ears and filled him with a warm contentment. He watched as the water sprayed from the shower to land on her form. The clear liquid soaked her hair and rivulets of water ran down her skin following the contours of her figure. As too did Stitch's eyes.
He knew he should look away but something stopped him. His feet felt like they were welded to the foot unable to move, when he willed his head to turn it resisted as if it was held in a vice forcing him to face the same direction. Even his eyelids refused to shut. And yet another part of him told him to look on, to drink in the sight before him. Though thought was a rarity at this point a single word did pop into his mind: Beautiful.
In light his immobility he did the only thing he could, Stitch gave into that little voice and looked on.
Lilo had her eyes closed, head tilted back letting the water wash over her face. The liquid created little rivers that flowed down her body. His eyes danced over her creamy skin noting how smooth it seemed; still they were drawn to the twin peaks that jutted out proudly from her chest. Dark pink nipples stood erect in the warmth, water collected and dripped from their tips.
Breasts were something that all Jumba's female experiments lacked, only developing them only when they were with child and once weaned they returned to their dormant form. Still in his experiences it didn't detract from the pleasure they were capable of experiencing from their stimulation. He had seen human chests before especially on the beach where so many females wore such skimpy tops it begged the question of why even bother? But he had never seen a female's completely uncovered, in person anyway.
Let alone seeing the pair that belonged to his best friend. As he gazed at them Stitch found himself wondering just what they would feel like under his palms, whether they were as soft and pillowy as they appeared. The longer he looked the stronger the urge to reach out and touch those luscious mounds and find out the answers first hand.
With great reluctance he managed to pull his eyes away. Still they seemed to dart back to them as if the make sure they were still there. Again he used the flow of the water as his guide, his eyes ghosted over her stomach. He could make out the outline of her ab muscles as they flexed. It was her navel or belly button as humans called it that attracted him. The curious indentation that all humans shared but another attribute that experiments lacked.
Again he remembered seeing so many of them on the beach, but this was a part of Lilo he had seen especially with her bikini. He remembered when they were younger their tickle wars they had shared. Stitch of course had to take great care with her though; even after he had clipped his talons with his greater strength the blunted ends were still more than capable of ripping her flesh. On many occasions he had feared he had hurt her after getting a little too rough and seeing the f red marks on her skin.
The mere thought of marring such a beauty was an unspeakable sin in his eyes.
Leaving her tummy behind he traced over her hips and then to the junction of her legs. He couldn't help but sigh despondently as it seemed the fog still lingered. The blue fuzzball stared hard at the wisps of steam trying to wish them away but it remained too thick for even his superior vision to penetrate.
Still that didn't stop him from trying.
So lost was he in his imagination that when the rattle came from the pipes as the water ceased to flow the blue experiment fell over on the bed. Sluggishly Stitch returned from his realm of fantasy. The first thing he noticed was the phenomenal rate at which his heart was pumping and secondly was the familiar stirring centralized around his groin. His face went flush as a wave of embarrassment crashed over him. Stitch felt so flushed that he swore to anyone who was looking at him, he would have changed from blue to bright red. Fighting with his instincts Stitch fought to bury the throbbing in his loins before someone came up the tower and found him like this.
Or even worse Lilo herself, oh what a lovely predicament that would be. Lilo standing in the middle of the room looking like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car as she found him sitting on his bunk with his malehood bobbing around freely in the air.
This fear actually helped act in the favor of the poor Stitch as he began to regain control over his body.
Finally, the sensation began to dissipate. The throbbing of his malehood died down as it was withdrawn back into its protective internal pouch. With that out of the way Stitch glanced around to make sure no one had witnessed his unintended exposure.
Jumping down from his elevated bunk Stitch strode acrossed the room and back to the still empty elevator shaft. The smooth metal walls made his descent all the faster as he exited the tube at roughly the same time as Lilo entered the hall.
"Hey Stitch" the teenage girl greeted as she spotted him.
Stitch paused at first he tried to divert his eyes lest he be reminded of the mental image that had played havoc with him. Still he couldn't just not look at her or she might think something was wrong with him. Mustering his courage the blue experiment did his best to remain calm as he looked to his friend.
He watched as she moved closer only to scoop him up into her arms. Being in her arms he felt the warmth of her body press against him and the scent of her shampoo once again overpower his senses. Again he fought for self-control. "Lilo smell good" was the only compliment he could offer.
"Aww, thanks Stitch" Lilo smiled "So what'ya say we go eat." Lilo bent down allowing Stitch to hop from her arms "Pleakley should have breakfast ready by now."
"Ih" the blue experiment nodded vigorously.