American Way of Porn

by FanficThinker

This is an American Dad short porn stories where you tell me your sex ideas from that franchise characters to happen. What else can I say? ITS PORN! Now come along.

39. Bullock's Secret Project

Co-Written by Jss2141

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In the humble yet fabulous house of a certain C.I.A. deputy director, Bullock was enjoying a nice patch of weed brownies while binge-watching some good TV streaming.

"Ok time to watch some new shows, let's see what Netflix is cooking these days"

With a click of his remote, Bullock scrolled down to a popular series that had an eye-catching name to it.

"Big Mouth, huh? Sounds interesting." He said as the weed brownies began kicking in.

As the first episode unfolded, Bullock's initial curiosity turned into a rollercoaster of emotions. The show's bold and unapologetic take on adolescence, puberty, and the awkwardness that comes with it had him alternating between fits of laughter and moments of sheer disbelief. The animated characters and their exaggerated, hormone-driven antics seemed to resonate with Bullock, who found himself nodding along in a mixture of amusement and nostalgia.

Occasionally, he couldn't help but share a chuckle or a witty remark about the characters' escapades, reveling in the absurdity of it all. The weed brownies intensified the experience, making the colorful animation and crude humor even more vivid and entertaining for Bullock. He found himself engrossed in the irreverent world of "Big Mouth," embracing the show's audacious approach to storytelling.

And the short spin-off of the show, Human Resources, managed to tickle his funny bone as well and keep him just as interested as Big Mouth did.

"Whoa... that's so weird, sexy, and gross! But also relatable''

Eating his 6th pot brownie, an idea came to Bullock's mind and his drugged stage could only think of it as pure, unbridled genius!

His mind, fueled by both the weed brownies and the animated hilarity on the screen, concocted a plan that, in his current state, seemed like the most ingenious idea ever conceived. He grabbed his phone, fumbling with it for a moment before successfully unlocking the device. His fingers danced across the phone's screen as he navigated through contacts, searching for the right person to share his stroke of genius with. In his high state of euphoria, he envisioned a seamless blend of the animated worlds he was currently immersed in

"Dr. Weitzman, it's Bullock. I have a brilliant idea and I need your help to do it!" Bullock said, his eyes are red and his mind going wild.

*A few days later...*

-Smith Residence, Morning-

A certain blue-suited man with a big jaw was getting ready for work.

"More coffee, Stan?" His blonde and beautiful wife in a pink dress asked with a smile.

"Thanks, honey," Stan said with his mug out.

Francine looked at Stan with a playful glint in her eyes as she asked, "Will you be going to work soon?"

Stan, still trying to piece together the events of the past few days, glanced at the clock and realized that he was running a bit behind schedule. With a slightly bewildered expression, he replied, "Yeah, I should get going. Duty calls, you know."

As he finished his coffee, Stan kissed Francine on the cheek and made his way to the front door.

Along the way, he walked through the den and saw his kids, son-in-law, secret alien, and fish watching TV.

"Goodbye, family. I'm off to the CIA." He said to all of them.

"Anything exciting for today Dad?" Steve asked.

"Nothing much but Bullock has told us about a new secret project. Maybe he'll let his best agent in on it." Stan said with a smile.

"But you can't tell us or you'd kill us, right?" Klaus asked.

"If it's juicy enough, maybe," Stan said with a grin.

As Stan left the Smith residence, the anticipation of the day ahead mingled with the lingering effects of whatever had transpired in the past few days. Little did he know that the secret project hinted at by Bullock might just be more than he bargained for.

Stan drove through the familiar gates of the CIA headquarters, the iconic building looming in the background. As he parked his car and made his way to the entrance, the buzz of activity and the sense of secrecy in the air hinted at the clandestine nature of the organization.

The lobby, usually a hub of controlled chaos, seemed a bit more animated than usual. Agents hurried about with an air of excitement, and whispers of Bullock's secret project echoed through the hallways.

Stan strode confidently through the corridors, nodding to familiar faces and exchanging casual greetings with his fellow agents. As he approached Bullock's office, the door swung open, revealing the deputy director himself.

"Stan!" Bullock exclaimed with a grin that hinted at mischief. "Just the man I wanted to see. Follow me."

With that, Bullock led Stan into his office, closing the door behind them. The room was filled with an air of anticipation as Bullock prepared to unveil the details of the mysterious project that had everyone talking.

'Could this be it? Could he be telling me about the super-secret project?' Stan thought, hiding his excitement.

"Coffee, Smith?" Bullock asked, getting some coffee from the machine in his office.

"No thanks, sir. I had some before I left home." Stan said.

"Very well. Smith, how would you say our interrogation and spying departments are coming along over the years?"

"Interrogate and spying? Well, it has been a while since I was there. I am still the best interrogator we have." Stan said with a prideful smile.

"Oh, I know Smith but you might see that you've been replaced soon enough," Bullock said with a grin, walking past Stan while sipping some coffee.

"Wait what?" Stan asked in surprise "Are we having money troubles again? Wait you said replaced...I am not good enough sir?"

Stan quickly followed his boss with a worried expression on his face.

"You're plenty good enough, Smith. Even after that small leave to rekindle your skills. But sometimes, even your skills aren't enough. So I decided that a more "physical" approach than psychological." Bullock said to him.

"Sir I told you already we cant hire Nick Minaj to blue ball them in a torture device with lap dancing, no matter how much you want to pay her," Stan said, remembering one of his boss's many crazy ideas.

Bullock smiled fondly at that idea, thinking it was one of his better ideas, but he thought everyone just didn't have the vision for it.

"I am well aware of that, Smith. But like everything else in life, there is always a way around it." Bullock said before stopping at the door to the interrogation rooms. "Watch and learn."

Bullock opened the door, revealing a room filled with high-tech equipment, screens displaying surveillance footage, and a state-of-the-art holographic simulation system. The air hummed with the energy of advanced technology, and the atmosphere in the room was a mix of excitement and anticipation.

"Smith, feast your eyes on the latest marvel – Project Animorphic Espionage and Interrogation Drones, or AEID for short," Bullock announced with a mischievous grin.

"Holy shit," Stan said, looking around the room in awe.

"I know right?" Bullock said with a grin.

"Sir all this tech is crazy, I mean we have seen plenty of tech before but it's always fun when it comes by surprise like this. But what is this all for?"

"Watch and learn, Smith," Bullock said as he turned to the scientist in the room. "Dr. Weitzman. Show him."

"With pleasure sir, should I use the model you mentioned?" He asked.

"Of course, that one is my favorite after all" Bullock gave the thumbs up.

Weitzman smiled as he nodded in agreement, activating one of the monitors and showing one of the simulation rooms.

Inside the room, it showed a terrorist base in the dead of night. Soldiers were patrolling around the walls and working the searchlights, ready for anyone to come for any reason. In the trees around the base, a figure was watching from a branch and ready to break into the base.

"Mmmm, this looks tantalizing." a woman's voice was heard, licking her lips.

"A woman's voice?" Stan said, thinking that his idea was to use women in these missions, was that so special?

The woman jumped out of the try, almost flying into the air as she somehow landed on top of a searchlight tower!

"HUUH!" Stan gasped in shock and awe.

"It's too early to be impressed Smith, wait until she really is put into action," Bullock said, excitedly.

Stan was confused by this as he kept watching, seeing the woman slowly drop behind the soldier and raise her hair like snakes?! The hair strangled the guard and pulled him into the woman's arms as she put him in her arms in a headlock.

"Holy shit!" Stan shouted.

"Got to sleep, baby. Got to sleep and dream of my silky voice." The woman said softly.

"Sir, is this even a human?" Stan asked as the figure seemed to be bigger than a normal person.

"Hehehehe, no. It is not, Smith." Bullock said with a grin.

The creature then finally revealed itself when coming out of the shadows, it seemed to have a curvaceous figure, horns and fur over her body and a red crimson-like hair that she had control over it.

"OH! MY! GOD!" Stan said, dropping his jaw at the sight of her.

"Stan...meet Agent Connie A.K.A Crimson Hair"

"And the best part? She's the first of many monster women agents we have in development for missions." Dr. Weitzman said, excited.

"There is more?" Stan asked surprised.

"So much more Stan, and each one of them specialized in a different area of expertise," Bullock said, excited at the prospect.

"And as you can see, Connie's is Infiltration and takeout." Dr. Weitzman said as Connie jumped to the ground and stuck to the shadows.

Connie moved through the enemy camp and got inside, taking out any guard in her path before hiding the bodies.

"Big deal, we can train normal agents and give them special gadgets, what can she do that we can't?" Stan said, trying to not look impressed.

"Well for one, her fur and hair are bulletproof. You have no idea how long it took to get the mix just right for that." Dr. Weitzman said with a grin.

"Not only that but she is incredibly strong and stealthy, almost like she can vanish and reappear in an instant," Bullock said as Connie continued to the boss of the terrorist base.

"Well... let's see how she deals with a situation where she cant just run, hide or quietly deal with someone, in missions like this danger is always everywhere which can kill you before you can even blink" Stan mentioned.

Bullock and Dr. Weitzman chuckled at Stan's "confidence" while continuing to watch Connie, who stopped at a corner. She looked around to see the coast was clear and no cameras inside.

"So far, so good." She said before jumping to the ceiling and squeezing into an air duct.

"She can even fit in air ducts? But she is so big and with all that fur and hair'' Stan didn't understand.

"Dr. Weitzman?" Bullock asked.

"It's in their DNA! Each one has different types of animal DNA and traits to give them an array of abilities normal agents can only dream of!" Dr. Weitzman said with excitement.

As Connie navigated through the air ducts, she listened to the conversations and movements below, gathering valuable intel. Stan remained skeptical, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.

"You're telling me she's part animal now? What's next, talking dogs and flying squirrels?" Stan remarked, still not fully buying into the idea.

Bullock chuckled, "Well, not exactly. The animal DNA integration is more subtle. It enhances their physical abilities, like strength, agility, and resilience. It's not about turning them into full-fledged animals."

Dr. Weitzman continued, "We've carefully selected and modified specific genes to create a perfect blend. It's a delicate process, and Connie here is a prime example of the success of our experiments."

As Connie reached the central room of the terrorist base, she observed the target, a high-ranking official with critical information.

Stan remained unconvinced, "Yeah, but what if someone spots her? Or shoot at her? You said her fur is bulletproof, but what about her face? Her eyes?"

Dr. Weitzman sighed, "Stan, we've thought of everything. The modifications are comprehensive. She's equipped with protective features, including reinforced facial structures and special lenses that provide enhanced vision. Trust me, she's as well-prepared for this as any agent can be."

"Indeed, Smith. And with her and more like her, we'll save hundreds of American lives with less manpower lost than before." Bullock said.

"But, sir, you're basically replacing field agents!" Stan said.

"No, I'm not. Filed agents will still go on a mission but if said mission is too dangerous or they get captured or killed in action, we will send in our AEID agents to help/finish the mission." Bullock said, turning back to the screen. "Now keep watching, Smith. Connie's mission is about to come to an end."

As they continued watching, Connie skillfully navigated through the compound, successfully evading security measures and making her way to the extraction point. The trio observed as she utilized her enhanced abilities to overcome obstacles and threats with efficiency.

Security Cameras and Sensors:

Connie demonstrated her stealth capabilities by carefully avoiding and disabling security cameras and sensors. Her enhanced agility allowed her to move silently and efficiently, staying out of the sight of surveillance systems. As Connie moved through the enemy camp, she encountered patrolling guards. Using her strength and stealth, she incapacitated them silently, ensuring that her presence went unnoticed.

Some areas required access through locked doors and keycard scanners. Connie, with her enhanced strength, was able to force open doors without triggering alarms. In instances where keycards were necessary, she used her agility to pickpocket guards or find alternative routes.

When navigating through a highly secure area, Connie encountered a laser grid. Her heightened agility allowed her to contort her body and move with precision, avoiding the lasers without triggering any alarms.

Connie's ability to fit into tight spaces, including air ducts, proved crucial for covert movement. She used this skill to access otherwise unreachable areas and maintain the element of surprise. In a high-security area, Connie faced guards equipped with advanced weaponry. Her bulletproof fur and hair provided protection against gunfire, and her enhanced strength allowed her to overpower and neutralize threats efficiently.

As Connie reached the extraction point, a helicopter hovered overhead, ready to pick her up. She secured the target on board and radioed in, "Extraction successful. Returning to base."

Bullock grinned, satisfied with the outcome. "You see, Smith? This is the future of covert operations. These AEID agents are force multipliers. They enhance our capabilities and ensure success in high-risk scenarios."

Stan still seemed uneasy about the whole concept, "But what about the human element? The instincts, the experience? Can these agents make split-second decisions like a trained field agent can?"

Dr. Weitzman chimed in, "The animal DNA integration enhances their instincts, making them highly adaptive. And let's not forget, that they undergo rigorous training alongside their genetic modifications. It's a combination of the best of both worlds."

"But, still-" Stan was cut off by Bullock covering his mouth with a hand.

He sighed as another idea came to mind, a risky one but if it would put Stan's worries at ease. He had no choice.

"Then how about this, Smith? We will allow each AEID agent a chance to interact with the other agents to socialize and show their "human" sides." Bullock said.

"That's right because what better way to shut someone up than to interact with it yourself? They need to have people skills too" Dr. Weitzman said.

With the simulation complete, Bullock and Dr. Weitzman lead Stan out of the room and down the hallway to meet with Connie in person.

'Damn it, I hate to admit it but they did something amazing here, im scared I end up losing my job if this keeps going. But for the starter let's see her personally'

Once they reached a new room, Bullock opened the door and showed them Connie as she was wiping sweat from her face with a bottle of water in her hands.

"Agent Connie, excellent work," Bullock said, gaining her attention.

She turns around and sees them approaching and smirks "Thanks boss, this was a nice exercise"

"Indeed it was. Now, I have someone I would like you to meet and a brilliant idea I had because of him." Bullock said before gesturing to Stan. "Connie, this is agent Stan Smith. One of the CIA's finest members and now officially, your host to help with human interaction."

"Host?!" Stan asked in shock, looking at his boss.

"Host? Like hosting a foreign exchange student or something?" Connie asked, tilting her head.

"Precisely," Bullock said with a nod.

"But sir T-This is so sudden!" Stan said, not knowing what to say.

"Just like a mission right? You said that an agent must be ready for anything" Bullock said with a smirk.

"W-Well yes but what if we don't click?!" Stan asked.

"Then you're to spend the rest of the day with Connie, get to know her! And then when work is over, take her to your family. She'll be staying with you as well." Bullock said.

"A new home outside of the barracks? Sweet!" Connie said, excited.

'Just my luck, now I have to deal with this new weirdness in my life' "It...will be a pleasure too"

Stan was suddenly hugged by Connie, who was excited to see Stan's family and see the outside world more than what she was told and shown about it.

"Oh Yeah! Nice to meet you Stan, I am so excited to get out. I heard of so much cool shit to do outside"

"Yeah, there is but quick question. When exactly?-" Stan stopped talking as Connie pulled back from him.

"Was I created? A few days ago but mentally and biologically, I'm a mature woman." Connie said, winking at Stan. "But don't get too handsy, you gotta earn that."

"I'm married!" Stan shouted as he blushed.

"Marriage huh? I heard about that one, feels a bit too restrictive if you ask me. So the moment you love someone very much you marry them and you are only allowed to have sex with them and no one else until the day you die? Talk about a bad deal" She said, bluntly.

Stan glanced at Bullock, who smiled and nodded in agreement before noticing Stan's look.

"I expanded their views on relationships. Some people believe there should be more than one partner." Bullock said, shaking his head. "One of the few things I'm envious of about Saudi Arabia. You can have multiple wives and nobody is against it."

'Oh yeah, I remember that. I wonder how Thundercat is doing?' Stan thought, remembering his time as "Stan of Arabia."

"Now that place sounds like heaven, even if the woman has no rights," Connie said.

"Meh give it a few decades and they might have way more, when that happens I make sure to send you to overthrow that if you want," Bullock said half-jokingly.

"Maybe me and a few of my sisters too?" Connie added.

"Consider it a deal!" Bullock said as they both laughed at the joke.

"Wait, there's MORE of them?" Stan asked in surprise.

"Much more but you can meet them on a later day, Stan." Dr. Weitzman said, patting Stan's back.

"Oooh man...ok fine so be it, is this something I gotta do once my job is over for the day or right now?" Stan asked, deciding to just go along

"Eager to get started I see? Very well, Smith! Take the rest of the day off and take Connie home to the family. Introduce her and have her interact with them as much as possible!" Bullock said with a smile.

"What? No! That's not-" Stan said but Bullock cut him off.

"Oh, I see. Do you think that's not enough? Very well! You get paid leave for say...two months for this mission! Only the best for one of my best!" Bullock said, slapping Stan on the back and turning to Connie. "This is it, my dear. Your social interaction with the real world and real people, make the most of it!"

"Oh, thank you, sir! Thank you!" Connie said, hugging Bullock with her arms and hair.

Stan sighs in defeat before looking at Bullock walk by him and leaving the room while the scientists get back to work. The Cia agent looks at Connie with curiosity and a bit of annoyance, but this was just another day at the job so he had to act like it.

"Pleasure to meet you Connie im agent Stan Smith" Offers his hand.

Connie didn't take his hand, only to hug Stan once again.

"Honey, don't be so formal! We gonna be good friends from now on!" Connie said with a smile.

Stan's face went straight onto her chest, and even though she had fur, he could feel how much bigger than his wife those warm globes were before he pulled himself away and coughed.

"Yeah...friends, now Connie I need you to behave when in my house ok? Some things in there are a bit weird but I need you to be cool ok?"

"Sure, sure, baby. I can be cool. I just need to grab my things before meeting you at your car. Well, just one thing, but it's a pretty important thing!" Connie said, grabbing Stan's hand and walking down the hall. "I have to get my disguise watch from Dr. Weitzman."

"Disguise watch?" Stan asked.

"Of course, I know how humans are from my intel. You guys can't see something different from a mile away you start screaming in fear or shooting bullets. The least I need is someone calling me a monster and coming at me with pitchforks"

'Okay, she may have some points but people have evolved past pitchforks.' Stan thought as they headed into Dr. Weitzman's lab.

"Ok it's just around here somewhere, ugh it's all so disorganized," She said, before bending over to grab it on the lower shelf.

Watching with wide eyes, Stan for a full view of big and furry ass! Moved back and forth as his eyes seemed to follow it, no matter how hard he tried to look away.

That promptly took his attention as with wide eyes Stan gets a full view of her big and furry ass! Which moved back and forth, his eyes unable to look away, and followed suit to each sway of her hips, no matter how hard he tried to look away, that just would not happen.

'Damn it Bullock why did you make her so caked up? And hairy, this guy has some tastes sometimes'

Of course, Stan couldn't judge, especially when he stopped being sexually repressed and had EVERYTHING as a kink. He just didn't stop until Roger somehow shoved ALL of himself into his body.

"Found it!" Connie shouted, pulling Stan from his thought.

Connie got up and put a digital watch on her left wrist, confusing Stan.

"That's it? You just wanted to find a watch?" Stan asked.

"It's not just a watch Stan, it's much more than that, look and see," She said before pressing a button.

As Connie pressed the button on the mysterious device, the air around her shimmered. Stan, captivated and intrigued, watched in awe as the transformation unfolded before his eyes.

A vibrant glow enveloped Connie, casting hues of maroon and tawny brown, reminiscent of her original form. Her long, flowing maroon hair seemed to come alive, swaying as if carried by an unseen breeze. The devilish horns atop her head glowed briefly, their ethereal light blending seamlessly with the mesmerizing mix of blue shades that emanated from her eyes – from Charlotte to cerulean to sapphire to sky.

The warmth of her tawny skin became more pronounced as if the very essence of her fur was woven into her skin color. Stan couldn't help but notice the subtle details, like the wide nose and dim fandango lips, faithfully recreated in her human visage.

But the transformation was more than just physical. Connie's confidence radiated through the changing aura. As the glow subsided, revealing her human form, she stood there, transformed and resplendent.

Connie wore a stunning, flowing dress that mirrored the various shades of her captivating eyes. The fabric cascaded down in waves of maroon and hues of blue, creating a dynamic and eye-catching display. The dress allowed her to move freely, embracing the fluidity and vibrancy that defined her character.

To complement the ensemble, Connie adorned herself with edgy accessories that added a touch of fierceness to her look. Large hoop earrings dangled from her ears, catching the light and accentuating the glow of her transformation. Chunky bracelets adorned her wrists, each one a statement piece that reflected her confident demeanor.

Her makeup was as bold as ever, with bright eyeshadows mirroring the vivid colors of her eyes. Dramatic eyeliner accentuated her gaze, while daring lipstick choices added an extra layer of vibrancy to her overall appearance. The makeup was a celebration of her expressive nature, embracing the theatricality of her transformed human self.

On her feet, Connie wore unique and stylish footwear, reminiscent of her hormone monster hooves. Whether it was a pair of bold heels or edgy boots, her shoes completed the ensemble, adding a final touch to her distinctive and memorable look.

"There are go! The doc's image inducer works like a charm! With this little treat, mama can go out without worry!" Connie said, spinning around in her dress before posing for Stan. "So, Stan, what do you think?"

"Uhm..." 'Whoa! Is this what she sees herself as a human? It's so beautiful and sexy, damn it, Stan! Now it's not the time to be sexually aroused towards something you barely know just say something! "You look great"

Stan gave a smile while giving Connie a thumbs up, making her happy that he liked her new form so much.

"Thank you, Stany! Now, let's head to my new home." Connie said with a smile.

"Yeah...home," Stan said, thinking he should at least send his family a text before going.

Stan let Connie walk ahead of him before he pulled out his phone, quickly texting Francine that he was given a "special mission" that would allow him to be at home for the next two months.

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*Later...*

Stan had arrived at his house with an exciting Connie that looked at everything as if she was an eager child seeing new stuff for the first time that was not a simulation.

"OK Connie this is my home, I have a wife named Francine, two kids named Hayley and Steve, a talking fish whose brain was changed with another guy which is not important, just letting you know that. And...uncle Roger who enjoys dressing up and making personas. Just letting you know to make a good impression"

'Please Roger, be in a disguise or be gone!' Stan thought.

Roger, despite not being found for years, was still wanted by the CIA. Even though Connie was a monster agent, she would probably rat him out due to loyalty if she saw him.

"Don't worry, Stan. I promise to be on my best behavior and reveal myself when they're nice and ready." Connie promised like a scout. "Monster woman agent honor."

Stan just rolls his eyes, thinking that it would be best if they didn't find out "We see"

Knocking on the door a few times they waited before someone opened the door, that being Francine.

"Stan? Your home early"

"Yes, I texted you about that "special mission" before coming here, remember?" Stan asked as Connie waved at Francine.

"My phone has been charging, I forgot to plug it in last night," Francine said before looking at Connie. "And who is this with you?"

"Hey there Hun, my names Connie, and Im one of your husband's new friend agents, let's just say that I am part of some top-tier superhuman augmentation stuff, and I gotta learn some social skills before being put in the field, turns out your husband here is gonna be the one helping me"

"Top tier superhuman? Like Captain America?" Francine asked.

"Yep. Exactly like him. So, if it's alright and since it's part of the mission, I'll be staying in your lovely home for the next two months." Connie said with a grin.

"Oh..." Francine said before looking her from tip to bottom, seeing how beautiful she was "Sure thing dear, I know how important Stan Job is, it's good to have another lady in the house to talk to"

"I can hear you, mom!" Hayley shouted from the kitchen.

'That must be one of Stan's kids. Sounds like she's still living at home as an adult but I don't mind.' Connie thought with a grin.

''Oh yeah!? I meant what I say though" Francine looks back at the guest "Sorry about that, my daughter is a hippie and environmentalist and sometimes she can be a bit of a pain in the ass, but feel comfortable get in dinner is ready"

"Thank you, Francine," Connie said as Francine went back to the kitchen, leaving her to smile at Stan. "So far, so good."

'Yeah, but that's what worries me.' Stan thought as he still had to guess how his son, his son-in-law, his daughter, his talking fish, and the alien would react. 'Oh shit, I never told her about Klaus.'

"Thank you, Francine," Connie said as Francine went back to the kitchen, leaving her to smile at Stan. "So far, so good."

'Yeah, but that's what worries me.' Stan thought as he still had to guess how his son, his son-in-law, his daughter, his talking fish, and the alien would react.

Once inside Connie calmly looked around the living room, trying to take every detail she could from the house like a curious child at a friend's house for a sleepover.

"Nice place you got here"

"Thanks. We decided to keep it imperfect since, well, we are sort of imperfect too. Trust me, we tried to renovate the kitchen and it did NOT end well." Stan said to her.

"Sometimes things are perfect just the way they are. Even if you don't see it yet." Connie said, patting his back.

"Steve! Hayley! Come here and meet our new guest" Francine yelled.

Hearing this, Hayley came from the kitchen as Steve and Jeff came down from upstairs. The latter carries Klaus in his bowl.

"This is Connie, she works with your father and she will be staying here for a while. So be on your best behavior ok?" Francine told them.

"Whoa!" Steve, Jeff, and Klaus said, in shock and awe of her beauty.

Connie smiled at them, already knowing they liked her appearance "Good evening gentleman, I hope im not intruding"

"Hey, nice to meet you but WHY exactly are you staying here?" Hayley asked, trying not to be rude.

"To develop social skills. I'm a new special agent at the CIA but the boss wants me to develop social skills with people. So, he suggested that I stay with one of his best agents for a few months." Connie said before hugging Stan's arm.

"Dad, is that true?" Steve asked, curious, excited, and somewhat jealous.

"Yes, Steve. It's true and it's going to happen to other agents soon, so I won't be the only one doing this." Stan said, slowly moving his arm out of Connie's arms.

'Whoa...look at that babe' Steve thought while staring at Connie's body from top to bottom 'She is a ten out of ten' "You know, if you want a tour around the house I can be a good choice"

"Or me! I know this place like the back of my fin." Klaus said, pushing up out of the bowl.

"My word, it's Klaus Heisler! I read your file, I'm sorry you lost your body cuz the CIA needed the US to win the Olympics." Connie said, walking up to him.

"Oh thank you! I'm so glad at least SOMEONE says sorry." Klaus said, happy.

"Oh pipe down Klaus, what do you want? A medal?" Stan said.

"I would got one if your country wasn't so scared of my talent" Klaus shouted back.

"Your stunt was too dangerous!" Stan said back.

"I trained and you proved it worked when I switched our bodies!" Klaus shouted, pointing at Stan! "The Flippity Flop would've gone down in history as the greatest Skiing feat but you ruined it!"

Connie was curious about this before Hayley tapped her shoulder.

"Follow me for the tour. This is gonna take a while." Hayley said to her.

Connie just shrugged and with a smile that showed she was all chill, followed Hayley upstairs while the discussion down below kept going.

"Your family seems fun"

"Yeah but it can be VERY chaotic sometimes. Especially when natural disasters come and Dad tries to be useful." Hayley said, holding her side.

"Ah...a guy who can't admit when he is wrong even when is hitting him in the face right?" She tried to guess.

"Yeah, that's dad. I don't know how he is at the CIA but in disasters, he keeps trying to be helpful and his ideas sound good at first, but they always end badly." Hayley said to her.

"Poor guy just wants to be useful then, he thinks he must protect the family himself because if someone else does that, it means he failed and your role has been stolen'' Connie explains.

"I guess but come on, there's a limit," Hayley said before as she showed Connie all the rooms upstairs.

Steve's bedroom, Hayley's and Jeff's bedroom, Stan's study, the master bedroom, and the alcove Klaus called his room. And then, she showed Connie the entrance to the attic but didn't go inside.

"What's up there?" Connie asked.

"Oh... that's Uncle Roger place, he is a bit unhinged and quirky so it's best to leave him be for now"

"Unhinged, huh?" Connie asked, glancing at the attic door.

'I wonder if he's like Bullock and unhinged in a good way?' Connie thought as Hayley led her back downstairs to show the kitchen, basement, and backyard.

"I wish I had a hose with this many things all over the place, looks pretty nice. What about you Hayley? Anything I need to know about you?"

"Oh, nothing much. Just a…FINE appreciator of the smokable greens and an employee of Sub-Hub. Nothing special." Hayley said with a shrug.

"Smokable greens? Do you mean weed? Girl, you don't have to sugarcoat it, I'm down!" Connie said.

"What? Like...right now?" Hayley said, wondering if Connie really said she would smoke weed with her.

"Not now but after dinner, I got a little of the good shit myself if you want to partake," Connie said with a grin.

"Well then, looks like Dad finally brought someone cool to our house. Im up for that sistah" Hayley said with a smile.

"Great! Is your husband a smoker too?" Connie asked.

"For sure!" Hayley said with a nod as they walked back into the kitchen.

After that, everyone is reunited in the kitchen, and an extra seat is added to the table to accommodate Connie while the food is being served.

Stan and Francine sat at the center of both ends, on the left side were Hayley and Jeff while on the right side were Steve and Connie. In the dead center was Klaus in his fish bowl but still eating dinner with them.

"So, lovely dish have you prepared for dinner, Franny?" Connie asked politely.

"Well, since you're going to be our guest for a while, Connie. I thought I'd whip up something really special." Francine said with a smile, carrying a large bowl to the table. "Spaghetti and meatballs with Zesty Bongiovanni sauce."

"Oh man really?" Steve said excitedly "It has been some time ever since we had that sauce, I mean I still think it has something weird in it but GOD it's freaking tasty," Steve said.

"SO tasty! We became Italian just from eating so much!" Jeff said to Connie.

"Really? The spaghetti is that good?" Connie asked.

"It's the sauce that ties it all together. Trust us, Connie. When you taste it, you will orgasm from the flavor." Francine said.

"You son of a bitch, Im in!" Connie said with a wide toothy grin before taking a bite of it.

Everyone watched as Connie froze, her eyes widening in wonder as the flavor exploded on her tongue! Her legs shook, her back shivered, and she began to sweat as she slowly chewed her first bite!

"Oooh..." Takes another bite" OoOH~Shit!" Slurps even more "This is real fucking shit!"

"Right? It's just that good!" Steve said as he began eating as well, enjoying the food himself.

"God I wish my mouth was bigger to stuff all this inside," Stan said, enjoying himself for a change that day.

"Don't remind me! I'm so jealous of that jaw, Mr. S," Jeff said, eating the spaghetti quickly as Hayley did the same.

"Mom, let's get some wine up in here!" Hayley said, excited from the pasta.

"You bet your ass I got wine, fuck it. I grab the most expensive one here and give it to you all!" Francine said, getting some glasses.

"Give me some of that too, girl! I'm reaching a new high and I ain't going to stop!" Connie said, rubbing her legs together as she ate more spaghetti!

Francine nodded as she placed glasses for everyone, even STEVE, and poured them all some wine.

"To a great night!" Klaus said.

After that everyone got high in the feeling of their favorite pasta and wine, talking the night away.

It almost made Connie forget that she wanted to reveal herself as a monster woman to the family, but she would still do it after dinner. Even if Stan could possibly have a heart attack afterward.

"So! How about you guys tell me some fancy or cool stories about life? Im sure there are some secrets here and there you can tell just to have a good time" Connie asked.

"Connie, you don't even want to KNOW what kind of crazy shit goes on in this house," Steve said to her.

"I kind of do. Hayley already told me about the day of the hurricane and flood, I want to hear more of that!" Connie said with a smile.

"Basically we were screwed and Stan Pride fucked it up more than Roger after Saint Patrick's day, it was not pretty," Klaus said.

"HEY!" Stan said, his mouth full of spaghetti and wine.

"It's true though Dad, between you and the wild bear in the room or sharks, the tranquilizer dart went to the biggest threat first, aka you," Steve said.

"Actually, it was third. Stan was in the top three behind the bear and the shark. I still have the scar from when he harpooned me on accident." Francine said.

"With his old high school javelin," Jeff added.

"Why would you even keep your high school javelin?" Hayley asked.

"Good memories of a bygone era perhaps" Connie jabbed at him "But let's not pick too much on him, he sure tries"

"Yes, we know but Stan either tries too hard or not enough. Seriously." Klaus said, eating the heavenly pasta.

"And don't even get me started on secrets! He went through this whole thing that basically traumatized me because he refused to share stuff with me." Francine said.

"Mostly because you dont know how to keep a secret, neither of you, also I bet you would all judge me," Stan said taking a full glass of wine.

"Please. I can keep a secret better than you, Stan." Francine said.

"No you can't," Stan argues.

"Yes, I can. And you can't prove otherwise." Francine said with a grin.

"Oh yeah?! I bet if I told you one secret right now in your ear you would be unable to hold it in" Stan dares it.

"Hehehehehe, yeah right, dad. No offense but no secret is that good to just blurt out after being told." Steve said, enjoying the wine.

"Sorry, Mr. S, but you're kind of boring. I mean, a plate room? Seriously?" Jeff said.

"I'm more interesting than you with just my accent!" Klaus said before everyone but Connie laughed.

Feeling upset, angry, and a little tipsy from the win; Stan slammed his glass on the table and made everyone shut up.

"Oh yeah?! Well, get a load of this! Connie is a genetically engineered monster woman agent! The first of many for Project Animorphic Espionage and Interrogation Drones, or AEID for short!" Stan blurted out while pointing at Connie.

"Awwwnn Stab, I wanted to say that myself," She said, mostly annoyed that she didn't tell it first rather than the secret being blurted.

"Wait, he's telling the truth?" Steve asked as everyone turned to Connie. "It's not some lie to look impressive?"

"Afraid not, sweetie. Your daddy is right." Connie said as she stood up from the table. "Allow me to show you but brace yourselves. It might be too much for some."

Connie held up her watch, the Image Inducer, and deactivated her human disguise to show the Smith family her true form.

She then started to slowly go back to her real form like some sailor moon transforms sequence, showing her fur, horns, and everything else that came with it.

"TADA!" Connie said, posing with her hands on her hips. "So? What do y'all think?"

Everyone looks flabbergasted at the sudden revelation and how she looks now.

"Oh. My. God." Klaus said, dropping his fork.

"Duuuuuuude," Jeff said with wide eyes.

"C-Connie? Is that YOU?" Hayley said, rubbing her eyes.

"In all her gorgeous shape and glory sweetheart," She said with a wink.

"Hamina! Hamina! Hamina! Hamina! Hamina! Hamina!" Steve whispered in awe as he felt his pants getting tighter.

'She's a literal furry!' Steve thought.

Somehow, someway! Connie was way hotter in her true form or at least that's how Steve thought.

And he could feel his pants getting tighter the longer her stared at her naked, fur-covered body!

"See? I was telling the truth. Bet you didn't think I could have a secret this juicy, huh?!" Stan asked before taking a sip of wine.

"Gotta admit it is pretty juicy," Klaus said, looking Connie up and down.

"W-What exactly are you, Connie?" Francine asked in surprise.

"I don't exactly know but that doesn't mean I don't like what I'm made of. I am me and I love all of me." Connie said, flipping her hair back and putting her hands on her hips. "From the tips of my horns to the hooves as my feet, I am perfect the way I am."

"I like her, she has the right type of sass and confidence," Hayley said with a smile.

"Yeah. And she's like the cool children's story. Where the wild things are." Jeff said.

"I've read that book but I am actually created from that Netflix series on Puberty. Big Mouth." Connie said without shame.

"BIG MOUTH!?" Steve said in shock and awe.

Francine just blinked and looked unfazed "Im sorry I am supposed to know that?"

"Big Mouth is the lewdest, most unashamed show on Netflix about puberty EVER! It's 7 seasons and 2 spin-off seasons of teenage puberty in the most entertaining yet disturbing way imaginable. Plus, it has some strangely GOOD musical numbers!" Steve said as he looked back at Connie. "I don't know how I didn't recognize you until now."

Hayley sighs "Why I am not surprised you know something like that?"

"Did somebody say Lewd!?" Roger's head pokes out from the living room.

Everyone turned to the doorway and saw their favorite resident alien…WITHOUT a disguise!

'Oh no!' Everyone thought.

"AAAAAAAAAH!" Connie screamed at the sight of him.

"AAAAAAAAAH!" Roger screamed from maybe the sight of her.

Acting fast, Connie stretched her hair and grabbed Roger a vice!

"Alien! You're the alien Bullock still wants to capture!" Connie shouted before looking at Stan. "And you've had him this entire time, Stan?!"

"Okay, yes, I have been letting him stay but I have a perfectly good explanation!" Stan said, standing up from the table.

"I might have forgotten to mention that little detail," Stan confessed, nervously adjusting his tie. "But Roger's been a valuable member of the family, and he's got a knack for keeping things interesting."

"Yeah he can be a huge pain in the ass most of the time thanks to his constant drinking and clothing shenanigans but as long as you dont make a roast to him he is harmless," Hayley said.

"And he's my best friend! He's been my best friend since I was a kid, I couldn't imagine his life without him." Steve quickly said.

"Awwwn that's so heartwarming and gay at the same time," Roger said still under her grasp.

"Yep, totally harmless" Hayley rolls her eyes "Look Roger saved my dad's life and they sort of have a complicated relationship but relax, he is not gonna take over the world"

"How can you be sure?" Connie asked.

"Hehehe turns out, the spaceship Roger crash landed in was just for a spaceship test! He was basically a crash test dummy! Ahahahahaha!" Stan said with a laugh, still find it humorous.

"Okay, I get it!" Roger shouted!

"Look, Connie, the point is Roger is no threat to the Earth and he's a part of our family. Please, let him go." Francine said.

"Yeah, and I don't mind that he sent me to space. It was kind of cool actually." Jeff said.

Connie looked at him suspiciously before sighing and letting him go, falling on the ground.

"Okay, for Stanny and his family, I won't turn you into the CIA and I'll keep my mouth shut about you living with them. But I expect you to do the same with me, Mr. Alien." Connie said as her hair began to form a giant fist. "Or else you'll see what else I can do."

"Okay, okay. Got it. Sheesh." Roger said as he got up, rolling his shoulders. "So, what's for dinner and how much wine have you guys drunk?"

And just like that, they went back to drinking and eating, enjoying the fact they had a new friend who would be with them for a while.

A friend that everyone just LOVED having around.

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*A few days later...*

Connie had nearly perfectly integrated herself into the household, almost like she had always been a part of the family. She was on good terms with everyone in the house for one reason or another.

For Hayley and Jeff, they were perfect smoke/drug buddies. Connie was engineered to have the perfect immune system. So she can handle any and all types of drugs that she can do with them.

And for Francine she was a positive influence who made sure she got the praise she needed in her hobbies even if they were a bit silly at times, making sure she understood improvement.

She even made some herself, finding it amazing and fun with Francine.

For Klaus, he finally had someone interested in his stories and culture. Or just someone that will talk to him without making him feel like shit. Connie showed genuine interest in learning about his life before becoming a fish and even promised to ACTUALLY find him a new body where Stan always lied/failed.

It was just hard for him to act like a decent person anymore when everyone around him never treated him nicely or as if he was more than just a fish, he just wanted more freedom.

And Connie was the Angel that would give him that freedom someday.

For Steve, Connie turned out to be a great confidant for his girl's troubles.

"If you want a girl to fall for you then you gotta be nice, kind, well mannered, pay attention to her hobbies, remember some dates, and look if she changed anything on herself for the better. If a girl still doesn't like you in that way then at least you got a friend, and if she acts like s bitch instead just walk away" She says.

The advice was small, but it was good enough for Steve to use and have more confidence in himself. Especially considering his last known attempts with girls, most of which were bitches.

Even Stan was starting to get used to her not seeing much of a problem anymore.

If anything, he was seeing her sort of like how he saw Thunder Cat. A second wife.

"I gotta admit Connie you are one heck of an agent now," He said to her in the living room while watching TV

"Really? After only a few weeks and my first real mission yesterday, you think I'm that good?" Connie asked him, in her monster form due to the curtains being closed in the den.

"I know you are. You were calm, stealthy, and you handled yourself in a way no rookie agent ever could." Stan said, complimenting him.

"Awnn thanks Stan your too kind, I knew I get to you eventually," She said with a wink.

Stan chuckled at her praise, trying not to blush while focusing on the movie they were watching.

"Any news about your stay here?" He decided to ask.

"Nothing yet but I hope Bullock gives the green light for me to stay! I've never felt so at home than I do right here!" Connie said as she hugged Stan.

In doing so her amazingly soft and big breasts squeeze against him.

'Oh god, they're even softer than they look!' Stan thought, slowly moving his arm to hug Connie back.

After some time Stan had also begun to notice Connie a little more closely, especially her body.

So curved, shapely, and unlike anything he had ever seen with a woman before. Even Francine wasn't as curvy and sexy in the buff as Connie was in her monster form!

'Damn I am really starting to feel sexually interested in her body' He thought to himself.

Even if it was against his code as a husband, Stan couldn't help himself. It was like whenever Francine's sister, Gwen, came to visit. She was just so smoking hot, that he couldn't help but imagine having sex with her every time they had sex. Now that feeling was coming from being around Connie and he didn't think he could stop himself from having sex with her if he had the chance to.

"Say Connie, have you been enjoying the world and all the things that come with it? Exploring I mean"

"Oh yes! More than anything I could experience in the holodeck at the CIA." Connie said, pulling away and showing her smile. "Even going around town and conversing with the townspeople helps me grow so much!"

Stan decided to ask something "Got yourself any hot dates?"

This made Connie frown as she pulled away, crossing her arms and one leg over the other.

"One and it was TERRIBLE." She said.

"Really? Who?" Stan asked in surprise.

"Jackson. End of story." Connie said, surprising Stan greatly.

'Jackson? I thought I preferred dating transsexuals.' He thought.

"Oh, cmon I bet it wasn't that terrible. It was just a single date attempt" Stan tried to act chill.

"The entire date, Jackson was glancing at an attractive transsexual that was having dinner at the same restaurant as us," Connie said blankly.

"Oooooooh." Stan said with a hiss.

"Exactly. And whenever I got his attention off of "her," he would make up some excuse that he was gazing at something else." Connie said, breathing a lot of air from her nose. "And I had adjusted my image inducer to put me in the perfectly sexy black dress for our date."

"What? Nooo way! That is such a fucking waste, you know what? We should get back at him for being so shitty" Stan said, sounding serious.

"But how?" Connie asked.

"Oh I got just the thing hehehe"

The way Stan chuckled made Connie interested, very interested as she regained her smile.

"You son of a bitch, im in. Tell me all the details"

Stan smiled before moving closer to Connie's ear and whispering it to her.

*Later...*

It was after hours at the CIA and two certain agents were sneaking in after hours for a special reason.

"Ok the Coast is clear we can get to the holo room"

"Great!" Connie said with a smile.

"Now Bullock doesn't know but most of us use the hologram room to live certain fantasies even when we can't really go too far and he has his own little program saved there"

"You mean those private tabs of his?" Connie asked.

"Exactly. I saw one once, it involved a Japanese bathhouse and a squid woman." Stan said as they walked towards the holodeck.

"Get out!" Connie said in surprise and awe.

"Oh yeah motherfucker is nuts hahaha now let's do this"

This made Connie more excited as they snuck through the building.

Using his card and access Stan manages to get inside the holo room and goes to search for his file.

"Keep an eye in case anyone appears," He tells her.

"Can do, Stan." Connie said before going into "mission" mode and climbing the walls to hang over the door.

"Now let's see how you like when someone messes with your stuff. Not paying attention to her? I show you"

Stan typed into the computer and pulled up Jackson's list of favorite programs he likes to do when he's inside. Stan was going to have some fun and mess with them a bit or maybe even delete them, making Jackson have to recreate them for who knows how long.

As Stan started tampering with Jackson's favorite holographic programs, Connie remained on lookout duty. The room was filled with the soft hum of holographic projectors as Stan navigated the virtual files.

Connie's eyes darted back and forth, making sure no unexpected visitors were approaching. Suddenly, she spotted a security guard making rounds in the hallway.

"Stan, we've got company! Security guard heading our way," Connie whispered urgently.

Stan hurriedly continued his mischief but with increased speed. He managed to mess with a few settings and deleted one of Jackson's cherished holographic scenarios.

The security guard passed by without noticing anything suspicious, and Connie gave Stan a discreet signal that the coast was clear.

With a mischievous grin, Stan whispered to Connie, "Let's wrap this up. I think Jackson will have a surprise waiting for him in the holo room."

Connie nodded, and they quietly exited the holographic chamber, leaving Jackson's carefully crafted programs in a state of disarray. As they slipped away into the shadows of the CIA building, Stan couldn't help but chuckle to himself, satisfied with their little act of revenge.

"Hehehehehehe." He giggled like a schoolgirl.

"Shhh! Don't give us away, Stanny. Wait until we're home free." Connie whispered with a grin.

They drove away from there in his Car, feeling excited.

"Can't wait for his reaction next time. That teaches him"

"Hehehehe, me either! What exactly did you do to his hologram files anyway?" Connie asked.

"Oh nothing special, just turn his strip club of transsexuals into a stripe club of actual women. All kinds, including muscle women and tomboys, so he won't know the difference until it's too late." Stan said with a grin.

"Haha man you sure know how to mess with someone" She kisses him on the cheek "Thanks for doing this for me"

"N-No problem, Connie! Anything for a member of my family." Stan said with a blush and stutter.

Though his mouth said that, his body was saying something else as it was reacting to the kiss.

'Damn...the more time I spend with her the more I start to love it. I feel like a teen having a crush'

And whenever Stan was spending too much time with something or someone, he forgets everything else out of enjoyment. Like the fact that he was married to Francine.

"Uhmmm...say do you want to go anywhere? I bet you need to have some fun after all that"

"Go somewhere?" Connie asked, surprised by this.

"Yeah. There are some parts I Langley Falls you haven't seen yet. I could show you around before heading home. No big deal." Stan said with a smile.

"I mean...I guess the night is still young. Sure, let's go!"

Stan smiled at this as he drove faster, making Connie laugh at the sudden burst of speed!

Stan had an idea for a place to go and hopefully, she would like it just as much as he did.

"We here"

Once they arrived, Connie quickly activated her Image Inducer and became human as she got out of the care before Stan.

"This is one of my favorite places, hopefully, you like it too"

Stan walked towards the entrance as Connie follows, looking up to the sign.

"The Fun 'N Gun Shooting Range? Sounds nice." Connie said with a smile.

"Oh yeah here people who love guns can let off some steam and have fun while doing it"

'And since it's almost closing time, nobody else should be here. Plus with our CIA credentials, we could just rent this place for as long as we want.' Stan thought, thinking of a chance to be completely alone with Connie.

"Awesome! I call shotgun"

"Hehehehehe, just like in the car!" Stan said from the joke.

"Damn right. Plus, you ain't seen nothing until you saw mama PUMP something!" Connie said with a grin.

Stan blushed from the joke as they walked in and saw the manager closing up.

"Sorry, folks, we're closing up." He said.

"No you're not," Stan said quickly before pulling out his badge. "CIA. We're renting this place out for the night for target practice."

"Just the two of you?" The manager asked in surprise.

"The others will be along later, don't worry. Just give us the keys to the place and you'll be generously compensated in the morning." Connie said, holding her hand out.

Either the owner was very chill or he didn't care. Either way, he didn't want to mess with the CIA, and if they paid him? Even better.

"Yes sir and ma'am. The place is all yours for the night." The manager said, handing the keys to Connie. "These are the keys to the front door, back door, security room, bathrooms, janitor closet, and our armory."

The man gave them a quick salute, which Stan and Connie return before he left for the night.

"This is gonna be a fun night," Stan said with a genuine smile.

"Yeah! Now let's blow some targets up!" Connie shouted with a grin.

They entered the place, already enjoying how big and empty it was. Perfect for some alone time shooting stuff up with your friend.

As Connie said, she grabbed a shotgun and lots of shells while Stan just used his trusty Glock.

"Dont start crying when I score more than you Stan," She said with glee.

"Please, I am the best damn shot in the CIA. You won't beat me that easily." Stan said, putting bullets in his Glock.

"Challenge accepted," Connie said with a spark of mischief in her eyes.

The duo proceeded to go for it and choose as many moving targets as possible to start shooting like it was a party.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

"AHAHAHAHAHA! Check this out!" Connie said with a laugh as she tossed the shotgun into the air, spanning around three times, before catching it and firing it between her legs! "Headshot!"

With a pull of the trigger, Connie did score a headshot on a moving target!

'Damn, that's hot...' "Not bad, not bad at all. But let's see if you can handle this." With a quick draw, Stan aimed his Glock and hit a series of consecutive bullseyes on the target.

Connie raised an eyebrow, a competitive glint in her eyes. "Alright, hotshot. But can you do this?" She swiftly reloaded her shotgun and took aim at multiple targets, hitting each one with precision. The playful competition between them continued, echoing with laughter and the sound of gunfire.

As they moved through the shooting range, they discovered an array of targets, from classic bullseyes to more challenging moving objects. The night unfolded with a mix of friendly banter, expert marksmanship, and the occasional unexpected move.

At some point, they found themselves in the armory, exploring the variety of weapons available. Stan picked up a sniper rifle, while Connie eyed a pair of sleek handguns. Their laughter filled the air as they experimented with different firearms, enjoying the novelty of the unusual setting.

"This is the best night of my life! I feel like a kid in a toy store after closing! Only the toys are guns!" Stan said, smiling widely.

"Me too! This is literal but this is the best night of my life!" Connie said, walking to a lower shield and bending down to grab the sleek handguns. "I almost can't imagine this night getting any better."

Stan looked at Connie bending over and how her big and round booty looked like, be it human or monstress he was really getting horny around her.

"I can think of a couple of things," Stan said with a smug look.

Placing the gun back on the rack, Stan walked towards Connie and stopped inches away from her ass. Her big, furry, sexy ass.

'Damn...What do I tell her? What do I do?' He started to feel nervous.

'You be a man! You smack her ass and take her right here! Like a primal beast!' Stan's lustful side shouted at him.

'Dont do it! She is a cool chick but we can't act like a pervert as if we own her ass. We gotta get her interested enough for permission' His logical side reasoned.

'And what if she's already interested?!' His horny said shouted. 'She's practically our new best friend at home! What better reason do you need than that?!'

'Then maybe we should ask her first if she is having fun, ask what she thinks of us, and then slowly the next move'

'That does sound like a good idea.' Stan thought, putting his primal mind aside for a moment.

"Hey uhm...Connie?"

"Yeah, Stanny? Just a second, I've almost got the guns." Connie said, shaking her ass a little faster as she reached really far for them.

Stan stared at her luscious cheeks and for a moment he walked towards it like was pulling him but then...he tripped.

"WHOOA!" Stan let out as he falls forward.

And what do you know? He fell face-first into her large booty mound.

"HELLO!" Connie shouted, jolting and clenching her ass on instinct!

"Humph!" Stan felt her big booty cheeks strongly clenching against his face, while forced to sniff her buttcrack and see how strong she was.

'Oh god!…. Why does her ass smell so good?!' Stan thought as he took another deep sniff!

The reason why she smell so good, even if it was her ass? Connie didn't use deodorant and only took long bubble baths to get clean.

His hands then stopped listening to him and both of them slapped her cheeks at the same time, firmly.

"Ooooh!" Connie moaned, surprised by the double-ass slap and the feeling! "S-Stan?!"

'Is he doing what I think he's doing?!' Connie thought.

Stan's muffled voice tried to remove himself from her ass but it was like Connie somewhat refused to unclamp his way out, maybe because she enjoyed the sudden moment?

"G-Get a hold of yourself, girl. You need to focus a-and let go of S-Stan." Connie muttered to herself.

Stan starts breathing heavily through his nostrils.

'It's getting hard to breathe but I don't want to get out!' Stan thought.

"Arhgn!" Connie grunted before she relaxed her cheeks making Stan fall backwards.

'Damn...letting go of him was a lot harder than I thought.' Connie thought.

Stan groaned in pain as he rubbed his forehead, now free from the clutches of her booty.

'Not only did her ass smell good but her ass hair felt so soft despite her clenching my face.' Stan thought before Connie stood over him.

'Not only did her ass smell good but her fur felt so soft despite her clenching my face.' Stan thought before Connie stood over him.

"Stan...what was that all about?" She asked, hands on hip and all

"Uhm...I tripped" He said, which was the truth.

"You tripped?" Connie asked, raising a brow.

"I slipped," Stan repeated with a firm nod.

Connie looked down at him, putting her CIA interrogation training to work and silently evaluating his body to see if Stan was lying.

"Y-You see I was just distracted and before I noticed I ended up tripping haha, im such a, "He said, nervously.

"Y-You see I was just distracted and before I noticed I ended up tripping haha, I'm such a Cutz. "He said, nervously.

"…I believe you. I just don't believe it happened by accident." Connie said, shaking her head.

"A-And why is that?"

"Because I can see your boner," Connie said, pointing down.

Stan looked down and saw his member was indeed hard, the hardest he has ever felt in his life.

"There is a good explanation for this," He said before speaking "... You hot"

"I'm hot? I know." Connie said, raising a brow.

"You're hot. You're one of the hottest women I've ever met in my entire life." Stan said, being completely honest.

"Even hotter than Francine?" Connie asked.

"...Yes Connie, you're sexier than my wife in every regard," He said, staring at her seriously.

This actually surprised Connie, she never expected Stan to openly say she was sexier than Francine. Sure, he comments on how Francine's adoptive sister, Gwen, is hotter than her but she never thought he would say a literal monster girl was hotter than Francine.

"I did fall by accident and fell head face into your ass believe it or not...and then I got stuck and got a hard boner because I enjoyed it"

"And….you never did anything like this with Francine?" Connie asked.

"Not really, since I KIND of used to be sexually repressed until I lost control of kinks," Stan said with a little shame. "It took Roger lubing himself up and sliding his whole body inside of me to get me to stop."

"DAAAAAMMMNNN!" Connie said with a look that said she was impressed and weirded out just a bit but also starting to giggle "How many kinks though?"

"…All of them," Stan said blankly.

"I'm sorry what?" Connie asked quickly and was surprised. "ALL of them?"

"Yes, I was VERY repressed. So sexually repressed that I didn't even want to spank Francine in the bedroom." Stan said, still blankly. "And when those floodgates opened, I just couldn't stop."

"Fuck...and here I thought your uncle Roger was a deviant from what stories I heard. You little pervert" Connie gave him a toothy smirk.

"Yeah…I was. And again, it didn't stop until Roger…" Stan said before making gestures to describe it. "Lather, slide, BOOP! Right into my ass…"

Connie punches him in the shoulder lightly "Damn Stan your a perverted freak arent you? Hahahahaha Oh man Im learning so much about you"

'And I like it. A LOT.' Connie thought, sill hovering over Stan as she glanced down at the pitched tent on his pants.

"You know...If I didn't know any better I say you were trying to flirt with me all this time"

"Flirt! What?! No!" Stan said but Connie knew he was lying.

'Oh god, he's still trying to deny it. Accident or not, I don't think I care or mind.' Connie thought with a grin.

"Its not like I have accidentally fallen hard for you and think you are unbearably sexy as a human or monster woman and have been trying to bond with you all night for the chance of making you like me more then a friend or anything"

The more Stan rambled on about his true intention, the more Connie was flattered and smiled down to him as dirty thoughts filled her head.

'Hmmm...I did had a really bad date, maybe Stan can give me a good time?'

PLOP!

Without any warning, Connie suddenly sat down on Stan's lap and gazed down at him.

"WHOA!" Stan let out in shock.

"God damn it Stan, you sure know how to talk dirty, saying all those things with a straight face" Connie smirks widely at him.

"We-Well, it's just better to be honest with a friend, you know? No lies or secrets between us." Stan said with a small stutter.

"Really? Because I think one TINY secret between friends wouldn't be so bad." Connie said, slowly putting her hands down by his head and leaning forward.

"W-What type of secret?" Stan said as he felt his boner poke against her.

Connie stopped before Stan's face, gazing right into his eyes as she licked her lips.

"Have you ever heard of the term, "Friends with Benefits", Stany?" She asked him in a sultry whisper.

Stan gulps nervously "Yeah hehehe, boy I sure wish I had one at some point in the past"

"Well do you want one now? It's never too late." Connie said, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

"I..." Stan gulped nervously before his will crumbled "Would love to"

Connie smiled at his answer before kissing him, immediately sticking her tongue into his mouth.

Stan eyes go wide for a moment as he didnt expect her to actually kiss him, but after a moment he allowed himself to enjoy it, closing his eyes and focusing on the makeout, hands slowly roaming towards her hips.

Her soft fur danced washing between his fingers, making him shiver at the smooth feeling and grab it in his hands.

'Ooooh Yeah! Now this is a firm booty! So big and round and sexy, god im so freaking horny right about now, I havent felt that ever since I hit puberty' Stan thought, feeling amazing.

'Oh god, he's such an amazing kisser! His tongue is so skilled, it's amazing!' Connie thought as her small tail wagged widely.

For someone who made his wife be sexually frustrated to the point of having a poltergasm, Stan was not really bad at sex, you jsut needed to give him the motivation to try and want to go for it really hard, there was a difference between having sex with your wife who you're married for so long and know everything and having sex with a wild card that rubs your fancy in ways you never expected.

And Connie was just beginning to rub him in new ways, like LITERALLY grinding on him as they kept kissing.

"Ooohm fuck I like you so much right now" Stan said in between moans.

"Fuck! I feel more than just LIKE! I think I'm falling for you Stan!" Connie said, kissing his large jaw and moving to his neck.

They rolled around the floor, the making out becoming more and more intense, until pieces of clothing started to fly.

Stan's clothes to be exact since Connie was naked most of the time and only covered in fur.

"Tell me right now what you want big man" She asked.

"I want that big, furry ass! That sexy frame, and that amazingly talented mouth!" Stan said.

"Hell Yeah! Now thats more like it!"

Connie laughed before she quickly turned around, showcasing her phat ass to Stan's eyes before shaking it and wiggling to tease him, all the while her hands went to rub his erection, still trap in his undies.

"Have your dinner for the night" She said before sitting on his face.

"Mmm?!" Stan moaned in surprise.

This was the one kink he had never experienced when he unlocked those repressed doors, having a woman sit on his face!

"If that stupid friend of yours wasn't such a bitch, this big and pear-shaped ass would be rubbing all over his face but nooo, he doesn't deserve it, its all yours!" She said with a smile, grinding it left and right.

'Oh god, this smell is even better than before!' Stan thought, grabbing Connie's cheeks and inhaling deeply.

"Enjoying yourself aren't you? Well huff and puff all you want, I am not going anywhere" She said, happily.

'Oh I'll do more than huff and puff! I'm gonna have a taste!' Stan thought.

And with the hunger of a man that doesnt have sex for a long time, Stan used the training he still remembered from that time his wife got a poltergasm, to put his tongue to work! Using actual techniques for someone who put his mind into mastering tonguing.

And what Stan was tonguing, was not a woman's bare vagina, but a monster goddess's puckering asshole.

"AHHHNM!~" Connie let out a cute moan from that as if she was actually taken a back he did that to her.

'Holy shit! How can he be so good with his tongue?!' She thought, quivering her ass cheeks as Stan kept going deeper.

'Thank god I still remember all that training Hayley gave me with those fruits for Francine poltergasm, lets see if I can make her cum first'

Connie bit her lip as she gyrated her ass around Stan's face, making him try harder to rim her asshole.

'Oh god, this feels incredible!' Connie thought, slowly breathing heavily.

Did she feel bad she was doing this to a married man whose wife was nice to her? To a certain degree, but then again she could barely think straight with how much pleasure her body demanded.

It was almost unfair how much pleasure she was experiencing compared to Stan, but Connie did notice that his boner was getting harder and taller trapped in his underwear.

'A big tool like that deserves freedom, so let me unwrap you' She giggled before reaching for his undies, carefully taking it off.

Slowly but surely, Connie let his massive rod POP out and nearly hit her in the face if she didn't catch it!

"Oooh..." 'God damn! Stan didn't tell me he had such a wallop of a cock, did he ever got that hard for his wife?'

Not to mention how BIG it was in her hand! 13 inches tall and pulsing for her attention, Connie's mouth was watering at the sight as she slowly moved it to her mouth.

'The musk is so heavy.' Connie thought.

Fuck it! Connie was going to slurp the ever living fuck out of that huge dick and she would shamelessly lie to Francine if she ever asked anything close to the truth, it was time for Connie to really let loose and have fun in the night.

So she opened her mouth wide and forced it all into her mouth, sucking it with as much force as she could muster at this exact moment!

'oOOooHN! Delicious, taste and thick manly dick!'

Stan screamed into Connie's ass, making her butt cheeks quiver as she clenched against his face to keep him inside!

'Shhh just focus on your work down there sugah, mama is about to go downtown on your sausage, you won't ever be satisfied by anyone again once im done here'

For the next five minutes, both of them suck/licked each other will all they had as puddles of their liquids/sweat was pooling under their conjoined bodies.

"GAH! IM CUMMING!"

Stan screamed for a moment of hyped pleasure before unleashing a mighty blow deep inside his partners mouth.

'And it's all mine!' Connie thought before clamping her lips against Stan's balls and taking his giant load!

'Damn it, I came first Ooooh~Its so good, but I have to try to make her do it too, time for the Helicopter tongue twist maneuver'

Stan pulled his tongue back to prepare himself before stabbing it forward, almost plunging it into Connie's asshole before twirling it around like a spinning wheel!

"Wait what are you d-UGH! FUCK! OOHNN! SHIT!" She never felt that before and it was insane.

Her pussy quivered and clenched before she gushed all over his chin!

"AHHHHHHNNNN~IM SQUIRTING, OHH SHIT!" She grit her teeth, eyes twitching as pleasure filled her every pore.

After a full 10 seconds, Connie had stopped gushing and nearly collapsed on Stan's face.

"F-Fuck...Stan that was too freaking good, my legs are trembling"

Stan pulled his face from her ass, covered in a mix of his sweat, her sweat, and her pussy juice.

"Thank you. I worked hard over the years to this set of skills." Stan said.

Connie takes some time for herself to catch her breath, the taste of his cum still present in her mouth as she looked down on his dick, seeing that it was still hard.

"Well...training sure was worth it"

'I wonder what else he has under the hood?' Connie thought, excited and ready for another round.

"I suppose since we came this far, would you like to keep going to the next level?" Stan asked her, wishing she said yes.

"You mean a little trip to Pound Town? Tickets for you and me?" Connie joked, making Stan chuckle a bit.

"First class, all the way." Stan said, going along with the joke and conforming his wishes.

"Oh it will be my pleasure to give you the full experience sugar, after what you gave me. It's only fair." Connie said.

She stood up and used her hair to pick Stan up, not letting him even walk as she left the ammo room.

"Let's take this to the break room, honey." She said.

"Oooh~" Stan liked what he sees.

And what he saw was once again, Connie's big furry ass as it shaked as she walked.

'God Im gonna fuck that so hard'

Stan kept his eyes on it and enjoyed every moment before they reached the break room for employees.

"Hmm..." Connie looked around "It's quite spacious and good-looking, good enough for us to have some fun," She said while licking her lips, and releasing him.

Stan stumbled to stand back onto his feet as Connie walked towards a couch, sitting down with her legs wide open for him.

"What are you waiting for? An invitation? Come here and screw me, senseless mister agent"

That made Stan stand up straight with an eager smile, his cock standing stronger than ever as it twitched with excitement!

"Gladly," Stan said, walking towards Connie.

"Screw me like you never fucked before, no holding back, or else I make you regret it," She said, seriously.

Hearing her demands, Stan shivered in fear and anticipation. Something inside of him liked this demanding side of Connie and wanted to do nothing but please her for however long she wished.

A night, a day, a WEEK! It didn't matter!

"So be it!" Stan said before he ran towards her and with a jump he went straight for it "I plow you like a horny teen on the beach"

Connie smiled and moaned, always clenching on his cock as he fight PERFECTLY in her coochie!

"OH SNAP!" She moaned out loud, feeling how he went inside like a bullet "Fuck, now that's more like it!"

Connie wrapped her legs around Stan and kept him close, making him thrust faster and faster.

"Plow me Stan! Fuck me like you never fucked before, I want you to do me so hard your wife is gonna sense it!"

"YES, MA'AM!" Stan shouted, moving his hips at high speeds!

Connie just stayed there, holding him im place and feeling the strong and heavy thrusts he was giving to her, feeling as if he wanted to piledrive her pussy just like she wanted, it was like this man didn't get sex in such a long time, is his wife even giving him what he needs or was she just so much better?

'Oh god! If she can't satisfy him enough, he can have me!' Connie thought.

"Ooh! oh! OH! Yeah! That's the stuff, fuck such a tight pussy, its like its alive, wrapping itself around me and tightening up" Stan moaned.

Stan reached out and grabbed the couch, pushing forward and moving them so that he was now on top of Connie as they stayed in the couch!

"Ooh yeah~Tell me how much you love this big man!" Connie said while enjoying his hard pounds.

"It's heaven! It feels like I've dipped my dick in Nirvana and I don't want to pull it out!" Stan shouted, gazing down at Connie's breasts. "And these, these are perfect orbs of marble."

His hands hungrily went to grab on her bouncy funbags, not too hard or to soft, but the perfect combo of both, his fingers caressing her nipples like they were the most fragile little buttons of pleasure.

"OOH!" Connie moaned, feeling jolts going through her chest!

'Bingo!' Stan thought before leaning down, motorboating her breasts as he pinched her nipples!

Stan was never much of a foreplay kinda guy ever since he got married but he wanted to enjoy every inch of her body, he wanted this to last, to make sure she never forgot this night.

And Connie wasn't going to forget this or not want more as her hair slitting up above this!

'Stan said his kink was all of them, let's see if he likes some light whipping!' Connie thought before lashing his back a bit!

Stan jolts and moaned from the whipping, raising his head out of her breasts!

"You sneaky mink! I'm gonna get you back for that!" Stan said before clenching his teeth in her right nipple!

"OOugh! Well excuse me dear, I just wanted to unleash more of your animalistic side" She smirked, eyes rolling a bit as he pleased her.

'You wanted my animal side? You've got it!' He thought, feeling his kinky side coming back again!

Just like the night he embraced Francine's desire to be kinky in their bedroom, only this time Stan was with a woman who could handle ALL of it!

There was a plan and for that to happen first of all he had to 'tickle her' to allow her legs to let him go.

"Hehehehehe-Hey! W-W-What are you doing? Hahahahahahaha!" Connie said between laughing.

"Gotcha!" 'CIA training dont fail me now'

Stan quickly changed positions and got behind Connie, lifting her up and aiming for one of her holes, before performing his full Nelson sex position while lifting her.

"Whoa, Nelly?!" Connie shouted in shock, surprised by this new and spontaneous sexual position.

"Take that right in the pussy you slut!" Stan said, impaling her flower with his spear.

"OOOOOH FUCK!" Connie screamed as she bounced against his hips, impaled so vigorously and deeply by Stan's mighty cock.

"Let's see how much you can handle me when I go off the rail!"

Stan could feel her clenching tightly against him as her hair wrapped around them both like ropes, keeping Connie as close to him as possible!

"Can't get enough of me I see huh?" He said, seeing how her hair behaved.

"I-I'm not-not doing it on purpose! You're making my body act on its own!" Connie moaned.

"So little ol Connie's hair gets flustered when she is being handled like this?" He said, smacking her ass.

"OH! HSSSS! Yeah, baby! Punish my ass!" Connie shouted and moaned.

"Im gonna punish you alright, gonna pump all my junk in your trunk!" Stan speed up the humping.

"Then do it! Pump all the junk into my tight trunk! I'll keep it all inside!" Connie moaned.

"AHHHRAHHHH!" Stan moaned in pleasure before giving one final THRUST inside her and then unleashing his pent-up arousal.

"UUUUUUUUUUUH GOOOOOOD!" Connie screamed, her mind going blank as her hair exploded in all directions!

Stan did the same as he never felt like cumming like this before, it was like the limits of his body were now open, and pumping her full of said seed like a shotgun.

"OoOOOOH~" He groaned deeply and loudly.

He could barely stay standing as he saw back on the couch, unintentionally thrusting one last time as he pumped his last load into her hungry monster pussy.

Connie could swear she felt her stomach inflate a little from that bombardment of cum he just exploded inside her, but it quickly ended once he was done, and breathed in relief.

"OH god...that was incredible. I don't think I've ever blown out that much before." Stan said.

"Guh... I...I think my legs are numb." Connie admitted with deep breaths.

Stan used the remaining fumes of his strength to gently put Connie back on the couch before he, collapsed on it too as well, breathing heavily, understanding now what he just did, getting a post-nut clarity.

'I just had… mind-blowing sex…with a monster woman created by the CIA…I also cheated on my wife.' Stan thought, staring up at the ceiling.

'I Just had sex with a married man at a shooting range' Connie thought.

Both of them just remained silent for some time, both compiling their thoughts before deciding to say something.

"Stan?" Connie asked.

"Yes?" Stan replied.

"…That was the best experience of my short existence," Connie said.

"Heh...glad I could make you feel that way, you also uhm...made me feel a rush I haven't felt in quite some time," He said with a smirk

"Not even from Francine?" Connie asked with a smirk.

It was not because Francine was bad at sex or anything, she was a sexy and beautiful blonde-haired woman of a lifetime that every man would love to have, but this woman? No, this beast? It made him feel things no one ever made him feel, and even if it was wrong, he could not stop now even if he wanted.

"I hate to admit it but no," Stan said before scratching his head. "And, even though this is pretty risky, MAYBE we can do this again. But only when we are absolutely alone."

"Oooh that sounds like a dangerous mission Mr. Stan" She liked the sound of that.

"Yes, it does. Are you up for it, Ms. Connie?" Stan asked with a grin.

"100%." She said.

They marked their little secret with a big and wet kiss with lots of tongue.