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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Family_Guy, Stewie_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Stewie/Julie
  Character:
      Stewie_Griffin, Julie
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      OF_SETH_MACFARLANE_&_FOX.
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      Published: 2018-03-13 Updated: 2018-03-19 Chapters: 2/3 Words: 5699
****** A Delightful Weekend ******
by reastbourne
Summary
     Stewie gets an unexpected visitor.
***** A Visitor In The Night *****
It was a warm August night at the Griffin residence. Tap... Tap... Stewie
rolled over in his cot and slowly open his eyes. "The boogie-man?" he though.
Tap... No, it was coming from the window.
"What the deuce?" he muttered as he peered across the room at the window which
was illuminated by the soft glow of the night light. Tap... It was definitely
coming from the window. Quietly Stewie climbed over the side of his cot, and
dressed only in t-shirt and diaper padded softly to the window. Raising the
window shade a little he peered down into the darkened front yard where the
street light cast deep shadows behind bushes and trees. At first he saw no one
but then a slight movement by the hedge revealed a small figure as anther piece
of grit hit the window. Carefully Stewie pushed the window open a little.
"Who's there?" he whispered.
"It's me, Julie," came the answer from below. "Can you let me in?" Stewie was
very surprised that it was Julie as her mother had forbidden her to see him any
more since his transvestite appearance on Jolly Farm.
"Just a minute," he whispered back. He went to his special toy box and selected
a wire-rope ladder from the general house-breaking tools, anchored it to the
top of the radiator and lowered it carefully through the window. Julie quickly
climbed up and Stewie helped her in. As he recovered the ladder Stewie looked
up and down the street, but no one was about at this late hour. He turned his
attention to Julie who seemed to be quite upset.
"Why are you here? What's happened?" asked Stewie "Don't get me wrong, you are
most welcome to visit, but it's a bit unexpected."
"Oh Stewie, I have nowhere else to go," sobbed Julie. "My parents dumped me off
at Randall's for the weekend while they went to Las Vegas, but Randall had his
nasty friends visiting and they scared me. I said I was going back home, but I
don't have my key so I can't get back into my house."
"I see," said Stewie, and gently wrapped his arms around Julie, hugging her as
she quietly cried. "Well you can certainly stay here tonight, though there's
not much room in the crib."
"That's OK, we've snuggled before on a play date, and it was fun."
"It certainly was!" Julie slipped off her shoes and started to take off her
coat.
"We'll have to hide those," whispered Stewie, taking them. He opened the bottom
drawer in the chest, pushed other things aside and squeezed the rolled up coat
in. He put the shoes in the back of the closet.
"Here, these too," whispered Julie, holding out her dress and socks. Stewie
took them while admiring her cute little body now clad only in pull-ups.
"Uh yes," whispered Stewie, a little flustered, and quickly stowed them in the
drawer too.
"Um, could I use your bathroom? I really have to pee," whispered Julie.
"Oh, that's a problem," replied Stewie, slyly. "If we open the door Rover is
sure to hear and investigate, but there's a potty under the crib. Lois has
hopes of me using it, but..." He quickly bit his lip and retrieved the potty.
"Thanks!" whispered Julie, and quickly slipped her pull-ups down to her ankles
and squatted on the potty. Giggling softly, she pushed the pull-ups off her
feet. "I don't really need these but Mummy makes me wear them."
"I see," muttered Stewie, looking with delight at his now naked sweetheart
sitting on the potty. He quickly took the pull-ups, tip-toed back to the drawer
and pushed them inside. After a moment's thought he lifted his t-shirt a
little, quickly released and pushed off his diaper and hid it in the drawer
too. Closing it quietly he turned back to Julie. "They are a nuisance, aren't
they?"
"Um... do you have some tissue?" Julie asked.
"Tissue?"
"Yes, I have to wipe you know."
"Oh yes, of course," muttered Stewie, a bit puzzled. "Theres some Kleenex..."
He retrieved the box from the dresser and offered it to Julie, who pulled out a
sheet, parted her legs and carefully rubbed between.
Stewie watched with great interest, observing her pretty pink labia as her hand
moved away and she stood up.
"Your Mommy will think you peed in the night, what will you tell her?"
"That's easy to fix, I'll just pee too," whispered Stewie. He stood over the
potty and lifted his t-shirt exposing his rather stiff little penis. Julie
watched, licking her lips.
"There's not much happening," she whispered as Stewie pushed it down and tried
to pee.
"Well usually Brian holds it for me when I do this. Um .. perhaps you could?"
Julie moved close beside Stewie and reached for his little penis.
"How do I do it?" she whispered quietly in his ear.
"Just put your arm around me and hold it between your thumb and index finger,
thats right, now slide the skin back tight." Julie smiled as she saw his pink
helmet emerge and felt the warm hardness of Stewie's small erection. She had
often wondered what a penis was like. She had no brothers and had only once
caught a glimpse of Randall's. Stewie closed his eyes and relaxed slowly,
eventually letting a little urine dribble from his penis. "That's good," he
said. "Now I can tell Lois that it's mine."
"Do you have to dry it now?" asked Julie.
"No, um.. yes, you can," whispered Stewie.
Julie took another tissue and dabbed it on the pink tip, "Like this?"
"Um, just squeeze the end with the tissue and rub your fingers along its
length." Stewie almost gasped at the tingling in his small erection. "Once
more, ... thats good."
Julie dropped the used tissue in the potty.
"Do you have something I could sleep in?" she asked as Stewie slid the potty
back under the crib.
"Well I do have Karina's nightie somewhere."
"Oh that would be delicious!" whispered Julie. Stewie rummaged through his
wardrobe, found the nightie and slipped it off the hanger, but left the
matching panties behind.
"Here let me put it on you, hold up your arms." Stewie slipped it over her head
and took another close look at Julie's beautiful naked body, and particularly
her pretty little vulva, as he lowered the hem to her thighs. He wondered what
it would be like to kiss those lips with his.
"I'll show you how to get into the crib," whispered Stewie. Julie watched as
the boy climbed the corner of the crib and swung his leg over the top rail
giving her a perfect view of his bare bottom, and between his legs his stiff
little penis and small neat scrotum. "OK, now you, quietly," whispered Stewie
as he slid down into the crib. Julie climbed up easily, lifted a leg over the
top, and paused, smiling down at Stewie as he looked up at her bare bottom and
the slightly parted labia between her legs. Then she slipped down beside him.
"Mmmm, this is nice," muttered Stewie as the little girl snuggled against him.
He turned to face her and put his arm across her shoulder.
"Oh yes!" whispered Julie, turning to face him, pulling him closer with a hand
on his back. "I really wanted to do this when we had out sleep-over but, well,
I thought you were a girl then. Now I've seen that you really are a boy." She
slowly rubbed her hand down Stewie's back to below his t-shirt, then up over
his bare bottom, lifting up his t-shirt. Stewie wriggled closer and rubbed the
little girl's back, easily lifting the flimsy nightie so he could rub her bare
bottom too.
"Yes I really am a boy, but sometimes I play at being a girl," whispered
Stewie. "But you really are a girl, and the prettiest one I have ever seen." He
gave her a hug, and Julie hugged back pressing them closely together.
Stewie felt the tip of his penis touch something warm and soft and damp, and he
pressed against it a little more, enjoying the nice feeling.
The little girl in his arms giggled quietly. "That tickles," she muttered
softly as they fell asleep in each others arms.
***** A Wet Morning *****
Chapter Summary
     Stewie and Julie have fun with bubbles.
"Stewie! Breakfast!" Lois' raucous voice echoed up the staircase, penetrated
Stewie's bedroom door and interrupted the sleeping boy's dream about Rupert
being big and warm and next to him in his cot. Waking slowly he wriggled
against Rupert, "Mmmm", he thought, "So big and warm!" Stewie opened his eyes
and saw ... Julie! It all came rushing back - the visit in the night, the
potty, snuggling...
Lois was yelling again. "It's getting cold!"
Julie opened her eyes, smiled and whispered "Good morning."
Stewie quickly pulled the covers up over her head. "Shhh!" he whispered. "Stay
hidden, I'll go and distract the family and bring you some breakfast." He
quickly climbed out of the crib, retrieved his diaper from the drawer, slipped
it on and headed out the door, closing it carefully after him. At the foot of
the stair he paused to fill his diaper with a present for Lois, then sat down
and began to wail.
Lois came out of the kitchen to see what all the noise was about. "Hurry up
kids, we have to get to the Mall before it gets too crowded," she yelled up the
stairs. "Whats the matter Stewie?" she asked as she picked him up. "Oh! Stinky!
Just what I need when we are in hurry." She took the boy into the parlor and
quickly changed him. "You have to stay home with Brian today sweetie, the rest
of us are going shopping for school supply and clothes at the mall sale. It's
going to be crowded."
"Excellent!" thought Stewie. "Only the mutt to deal with."
Lois deposited Stewie in his high chair, placed a bowl of warm oatmeal before
him and another between Peter and the news paper he was reading. "Eat up! The
kids have finished theirs already, we have to leave soon."
"What's this?" Peter asked.
"Oatmeal. It's good for you," replied Lois.
"Don't want it!" complained Peter.
"Well I don't have time to make you anything else. We have to leave for the
mall right away to beat the crowds."
"The mall eh?" mused Peter. "That's where Cinnabon is?"
"Yes Peter."
"I don't need this mush then. I have other plans..."
"Well just put it on the counter, I'll deal with it when we get back." replied
Lois.
Stewie eyed the spare bowl while finishing his oatmeal, then started on the cup
of milk that Lois poured for him.
She called out to the dog, "Brian! Look after Stewie, we will be back later
this afternoon"
"Sure thing, Lois," came the reply from the living room where Brian was
enjoying his second breakfast Martini while watching a football game on TV.
"Make sure Stewie has a bath this morning. Theres lots of sandwiches in the
fridge for lunch."
"OK Lois." Brian took another sip and contemplated an uninterrupted morning
watching sports.
Peter, Lois, Chris and Meg were soon out the door, into the family car and on
their way to the mall. Stewie scrambled down from his high-chair and using a
step-stool, took possession of Peter's unwanted oatmeal and a couple of cookies
from the jar on the counter. In the fridge he found half a carton of milk,
grabbed his empty cup, then quietly went back up to his room. He put the
breakfast items on the table and went to the crib, only to find it empty! "Now
where could she have gone?" he pondered looking around the room. Not under the
crib, not in the toy box - it was a bit too small, and so were the dresser
drawers, which were closed anyway. Not out the window, it was closed and he had
removed the ladder the night before. That left the closet. Stewie opened the
closet door a little and whispered "You can come out now, it's safe. But keep
quiet" Clothes and odd items in the back of the closet shifted aside and Julie
crawled out, still dressed in Karina's little blue nightie.
"Got you some breakfast," Stewie whispered, nodding to the table. "Sorry its a
bit cold, I had to wait for the others to depart."
Julie sat on a chair at the table and made short work of the oatmeal, then she
and Stewie ate the cookies, washed down with the milk from the shared cup. Just
as they finished Brian called up from below "Go take you bath Stewie!"
The little boy went quickly to the bedroom door, waving at Julie to hide.
"Right away Brian, I can do it. I'm big you know."
"Sure you are kid! Just yell if you need anything."
Stewie went to top of the stairs and looked down to check that Brian was still
on the couch, then he pushed open the bedroom door and waved for Julie to go
across to the bathroom. He followed her, opened the bathroom door and pushed
Julie inside. "I'm taking it now!" he called to Brian. "I'm going to have
bubbles!"
"Whatever!" Brian mumbled from the living room, happily watching TV and sipping
his Martini.
Stewie closed the bathroom door with a thud and went to to the bath, closed the
drain and started water filling the tub. In the vanity cupboard he found the
Mr. Bubble bottle and poured an generous quantity in the bath. As he put the
bottle away Julie started to climb up onto the toilet.
"What are you doing?" Stewie whispered.
"I have to pee," replied Julie quietly.
"What again?"
"Well all that milk..."
Stewie watch this toilet activity with interest, it was something he had been
avoiding for a long time. "Does it come out from between?" he asked, still not
sure how it was done without a penis.
"Yes, see?" whispered Julie, parting her legs to let the boy see her labia and
the little golden stream emerging from between them.
Stewie moved closer and watched with interest. When the stream tricked to a
stop Julie reached for the toilet tissue.
"Oh," said Stewie quietly, "Can I wipe it?"
"What?"
"Well last night I let you wipe mine. Can I wipe yours now?"
Julie giggled quietly. "I guess so." She spread her legs wide as Stewie took a
sheet of toilet tissue and carefully pressed it against her labia.
"Like this?" he asked.
"Mmmm, yes, a little harder."
Stewie pressed harder feeling her soft labia part allowing the tissue rub in
between. He dropped the used tissue in the bowl but as Julie began to move he
said "Hold on, once more."
"OK," Julie replied moving back onto the seat with legs spread even wider.
Stewie took another sheet, but this time carefully pressed it against the front
of her vulva and put his bare finger tips on her labia. Again he made wiping
motions but this time felt her naked soft labia and then the warm slippery slit
between as his finger pressed deeper.
"That's good," whispered Julie, and the little boy moved his hand away,
dropping the unused tissue. Julie slid down from the toilet and went to check
the water filling the tub.
Stewie regarded the toilet bowl. "My long term enemy!" he muttered. "Perhaps
you have been subdued now, so I will attempt to use you." He quickly pushed off
his diaper and kicked it to in front of the vanity, then climbed up on the
toilet seat, parted his legs wide as he had seen the little girl do, and held
on to the seat with one hand to keep his balance. Looking down between his legs
he could see his penis sticking out, so he pushed it down with his other hand
and released his little stream of urine into the bowl.
Julie turned away from the tub to see what Stewie was up to. "Oh, are you going
too? Let me see!"
Stewie moved his hand away to let the girl see the last of his stream dribble
from his penis, then he slid off the set. "Not so bad," he thought.
Julie grabbed another sheet of toilet paper. "My turn to wipe," she whispered.
Stewie pulled his t-shirt up giving her full access. "OK", he muttered.
Julie held his penis with her left hand, pulling his foreskin back tightly, as
she had learned the night before. Then, reaching her right arm around his body,
squeezed the tip with the tissue.
Stewie found himself in a sort of embrace as the little girl worked on him, his
left hand against the top of her leg, so he reached over slightly and rubbed
the front of her bare vulva.
Julie paused and looked directly into the boy's eyes. "What are you doing?" she
whispered.
Stewie gazed back, blushing. "Oh, just checking that yours is really dry."
Julie smiled and blushed too as she discarded the tissue, then felt the exposed
pink knob of the boys penis, rubbing and squeezing it gently. "Then I'll check
yours as well," she whispered.
They stayed that way for a moment, gently exploring each other as Stewie's
penis became quite stiff. "Oh, its standing up!" she whispered and quickly
released it. "Is it OK?"
"Yes," replied the boy. "It does that sometimes, usually when I see... er, when
I do..."
"Does it hurt?" asked Julie.
"No, it feels quite nice. It happens when I'm with someone I like, I think,"
continued Stewie, remembering the times on Jolly Farm that he was with Julie,
and his little erection would push off the band-aid he used to hold down his
bump so it would not show through the tights he wore as Karena.
"That's interesting," replied Julie. "Mine just gets all wet and slippery. Can
you feel it?"
By this time the boy's exploring fingers were well between the little girl's
legs, feeling the very wet and slippery slit between her labia. "I can. You
must like me too!"
"I do," Julie replied and gave Stewie a quick hug.
Stewie hugged back, then turned to the tub. "It's ready," he said, and turned
off the taps. He splashed the water around making more bubbles. "Look, lots of
bubbles!"
"This is going to be fun," whispered Julie. "Shall we get in?"
Stewie quickly pulled his t-shirt off over his head, and dropped it on his
discarded diaper. Then he watched as Julie pulled off the short blue nightie
and dropped it next to his t-shirt. They stared for a moment at each others
naked bodies, then giggling softly went over to the tub where Stewie put one
foot into the water and sat astride the edge. "I like to do this slowly," he
whispered, "because the water feels hot to my feet."
"Exactly," replied Julie, and promptly sat astride the edge facing Stewie, one
foot moving slowly in the water.
Now they both had full view between each other's legs, the little boy's penis
standing up stiffly, and the little girl's labia pink and parted and glistening
wetly. They both had the same thought: "I wonder what it would be like to kiss
that."
"OK, in we go," whispered Stewie and slid into the tub where the bubbles came
almost up to his neck. Julie followed him in and sat facing him, her feet
touching his under the water.
Julie wriggled closer to Stewie, sitting between his parted legs, her legs over
his. "This feels really nice," she whispered, and Stewie nodded, rubbing his
hand over her feet.
"Does your Mommy bathe you?" asked Stewie.
"No, my Daddy does. Mommy's often not home and usually too busy when she is.
Acting career you know... What about you?"
"It's Lois usually, but she's no fun. Otherwise its Brian. He's kinda fun -
sometimes he does.. stuff."
"What kind of stuff?"
"Well he gets in with me and we play games and romp around."
"But your Daddy never does?"
"Not really. Well he has gotten in with me, usually when he's drunk. Then I get
out of the way fast, before I get squashed. One time Meg got in with me. She's
weird."
"What games does Brian play?"
"Oh, he tickles me, and sometimes wrestles a bit. He's kind of like a big wash-
cloth, all that wet fur."
"Does he tickle like this?" asked Julie, and ticked Stewie's feet, then up his
bare legs.
Stewie giggles and flopped over backwards trying to escape and Julie moved
closer eventually laying partly on top of him between his spread legs and
trying to tickle under his arms. "Shh," he whispered, and pushed Julie away,
sitting up again.
Suddenly the door latch clicked and the door swung open. Stewie quickly pushed
Julie's head down, grabbed an armful of bubbles and heaped them over her, just
as Brian's head appeared around the door. "How's it going, kiddo?" he asked.
"Oh fine!" replied Stewie. "I'm making bubble-castles for Mr. Duckie to live
in." He picked up a small yellow plastic duck from a nearby shelf and held it
carefully on the top of the bubbles, just over Julie's head.
"Don't stay in too long or you'll turn into a prune."
"I won't. Just a bit longer."
"Look I've got to go out to get some... cigarettes," said Brian. "Will you be
OK for a while?"
"More likely booze and a bimbo for the day," thought Stewie, but out loud he
said, "Sure, I'll just wrap up in a big towel when I'm done, and then I'll be
working on projects in my room."
"OK, well don't go any place I would't go," replied Brian, who knew about the
boy's time-travel machine.
"I promise not to." said Stewie.
As he turned to leave, Brian noticed the blue nightie laying on the floor.
"What's this?" he asked. "Playing with Karina again?"
"I play with her quite often," replied Stewie. "Would you like to meet her
again?"
"Weirdo," muttered the dog, as he closed the door and headed back downstairs.
Stewie let Julie up and quickly brushed the bubbles off her head and face as
she spluttered, trying to rid herself of soap in her nose and mouth. "Shh!" he
said while splashing water to cover the noise. As soon as he was sure that
Julie was all right he scrambled out of the tub and trotted over to the door,
wet and bubble-clad. He carefully edged the door open and looked out just as
the front door slammed closed. He quickly ran into his bedroom and looked out
of the window to see Brian's car backing down the driveway then heading away up
the road. Happily Stewie skipped back to the bathroom and slid into the tub
beside Julie.
"Has he gone?" she asked.
"Yes. He'll be gone a while I expect, getting cigarettes and booze and a
bimbo."
"So we don't have to keep quiet any more?"
"No. Giggle all you want!"
And with that Stewie launched a tickle attack on the girl, starting under her
arms then around her body and down to her tummy. Not to be out-done Julie
tickled back trying to get to his feet, but could not reach, so settled for his
legs, trying to tickle up the insides.
"Two can play that game!" cried Stewie and ticked down to the girl's vulva, his
fingers roving over her labia which caused Julie to collapse in a fit of
giggles, legs wide apart.
But Julie had a plan. As soon as it was within range she grabbed hold of
Stewie's little erection and held on tight.
"Ahhh!" shouted Stewie, "Drat you clever girl!" and immediately stopped
tickling.
The two wet naked youngsters lay against each other catching their breath,
Julie still holding Stewie's stiff little penis and Stewie rubbing Julie's
vulva. "These different bits seem to be fun to play with, don't they?" said
Stewie.
"I think so," said Julie while slowly pulling his foreskin back so she could
feel the knob at the end again.
"Well we better finish up the bath before we do turn into prunes," said Stewie.
"I have an idea - lets wash each other, playing Mommy and Daddy. Stand up,"
said Julie.
"This will be fun," said the little boy, standing up in the soapy water.
Julie knelt before him and started by rubbing her soapy hands over his
shoulders, then down each arm. She returned to washing his chest and under his
arms which made him giggle. The down his front, across his tummy, but stopped
short of his erect little penis.
"Hold up your foot," she said, and Stewie did. Julie washed it and then all the
way up his leg ending with one hand fondling his crotch, the other his bottom.
"Now the other," and Stewie obediently presented the other foot for the same
treatment.
"Now turn around," Julie commanded, and she washed Stewie's back from his neck
down to his bottom. "OK, now bend over, legs apart, that's right." She
continued to rub her hands on his buttocks, but then Stewie felt her press his
cheeks apart and finger tips rub along his crack, eventually around and across
his tight little anus. "It's funny," said Julie, "You never get to see your own
bottom, and until now I never saw any one else's. Now keep still, this is how
my Daddy cleans mine." She dipped her finger into the soapy bubbles, the put
the tip right on the little boy's anus and gently pressed. "Just relax," she
told Stewie.
The boy was suddenly reminded of games he'd played with Brian, in this very
bath tub, and he carefully pushed against the finger, letting it deep inside
his rectum. Julie was surprised how easily she had penetrated him. "Does your
Mommy do this?" she asked.
"No, but Brian has, he ... well I'll tell you about it some time," muttered
Stewie, feeling her finger sliding in and out, and wriggling a little.
"Now straighten up and turn around slowly." As Stewie did so Julie kept her
finger pressed deep inside his bottom, and with her other hand worked on his
scrotum, feeling the little testicles inside. "What are these?" she asked.
"I don't know," replied the boy, "but Brian says they are for making babies.
But babies come from girls so I don't believe him."
Julie worked her way up to his now rigid penis, rubbing along the foreskin,
then pulling it back to expose his glans. She gripped firmly around his shaft
below the knob, squeezing and rubbing it. Then she bent down and kissed the
exposed tip of his penis, wrapping her lips around the knob and licking it.
Stewie suddenly shuddered and Julie felt his anus rapidly squeeze her finger.
He gave a little gasp. "Ohhh, that felt wonderful," he whispered.
Julie quickly released him, and washed her hands off in the water. "You didn't
mind me giving you a kiss?"
"Not at all!" said Stewie, "But I might have to return the present." He smiled
sweetly at Julie. "OK, now my turn, stand up."
Stewie started washing Julie, following her example. First her arms, then
around her chest rubbing gently over her nipples, then across her tummy, just
brushing against her smooth mound. He reached behind her, rubbing down her
back, then across her buttocks. "Now legs," he said, and Julie obediently
raised one, then the other while Stewie washed each from foot to crotch, though
again he only brushed lightly against her labia.
"Turn around and bend over. I have to clean your bottom too," he said to her,
and Julie was quite willing to oblige. Stewie rubbed her buttocks again and
pressed them apart so that he could run his finger tips across her little pink
anus. After peering at it closely for a moment he asked, "Inside too?"
"Yes!" replied Julie, seeming quite eager. So Stewie pressed his finger tip
against the pucker, and felt it slide in to the tight sphincter. "Thats right,
slide it in and out a bit," said Julie, wriggling slightly. Stewie managed to
get his little finger all the way in. The hole felt warm and tight.
"OK, stand up and turn around," he said. Julie did so slowly, feeling the boy's
finger twisting inside her rectum. "Um, put one foot up on the bath rail," said
Stewie.
Julie had to hop a little on one foot as she moved the other up to the bath
rail. She held on to Stewie's shoulders too keep her balance. Now the boy had a
wonderful view of the little girl's vulva between her wide spread legs, and
beyond he could see his finger pushed into her anus. He wriggled it a bit, then
with his other hand began stroking her labia, washing them carefully, first
between labia and legs, then in between her labia, in that most delightful
crevasse that girls have. He felt interesting bumps and dips there, and as his
fingers reached the front and up onto her mound, Julie sighed and shuddered,
and her little anus squeezed the boy's finger tightly. Stewie leaned forwards
and kissed the little girl's labia firmly, pressing his face between her legs.
He even licked her slit, pressing his tongue into it, but it tasted too soapy,
so he backed off and put his lips on her mound and blew a raspberry there.
Julie giggled like mad, and her anus squeezed his finger tightly.
"Ohhh! What was that?" she cried.
"A raspberry," Stewie replied. "My Mommy does it to me sometimes."
"Can I try it?" Julie asked.
"Yes, sure! It's fun". Stewie slipped his finger out of her anus, and Julie
knelt down, pulled Stewie close, her hands behind him on his bottom. She ducked
her head down and put her lips on Stewie's little scrotum, under his stiff
penis, then blew hard, making his little sack vibrate rapidly. Stewie almost
collapsed giggling and and had to steady himself by holding on to to Julie's
head.
Julie looked up at him, smiling. "Is that the way to do it?"
"It's certainly a way to do it," said Stewie, smiling broadly.
Stewie sat down again, his legs either side of Julie and pulled her into an
embrace. Julie snuggled against him, her legs either side of his waist, their
chests and tummies pressed against each other.
"Your peepee is tickling my peepee," Julie said with a smile.
"They are saying hello to each other," replied Stewie, with a grin, and rubbed
his little erection against the girl's labia. "But we must get out of here,
Brian will be back soon and we have to vanish before he arrives." He quickly
opened the bath tub drain, and stood up. "We have to rinse off the soapy
bubbles," he said.
"How are we going to hide all weekend? In your bedroom?" asked Julie.
"I have a fun plan for that!" replied Stewie, as he unhooked the shower head
and passed it to Julie. "Here, hold this and point it away from us." He
adjusted the taps for a cool water shower, then they quickly rinsed each other
off.
Stewie climbed out of the tub, opened the linen closet and found two large
towels. Handing one to Julie he said, "Here, wrap up in this and dry off a bit
while I collect some things we will need. Stay in here." He wrapped his towel
around his body and headed out the door, down the stairs and into the kitchen.
In the cupboard under the counter he found two large plastic shopping bags. He
opened up one, went to the fridge and took most of the sandwiches Lois had made
for lunch, also a small carton of milk and several juice boxes. Back at the
counter he climbed up on the step-stool to raid the cupboard above for half a
packet of chocolate chip cookies, and grabbed a couple of apples from the fruit
bowl. He dragged his haul back up the stairs and into the bathroom.
"Here, carry this bag please - it's our lunch," he said to Julie. From the
vanity cupboard he took a large plastic bottle and a small jar, putting them in
the other bag. From the closet he took a large beach towel. "Now, back to the
bedroom, but walk exactly behind me. We don't want to leave two sets of damp
footprints." Julie followed Stewie back to the bedroom where Stewie took some
other items from his toy box and dropped them into his plastic bag. After
entering the secret code into the lock of his time machine he opened its door,
took his bag inside and started working on the control panel.
Julie peered in the door. "What is this thing?" she asked, looking rather
nervous.
"It's a time machine and teleporter," replied Stewie. "Come in, it's quite
safe."
Julie hesitantly stepped inside the softly humming machine and pulled the bath
towel around herself more tightly. "Are you sure?"
"Oh yes, I use it all the time, been lots of places, even with Brian
sometimes."
"OK," replied Julie, still not so sure, eying the blinking lights and
mysterious controls.
Stewie kept adjusting dials, muttering to himself. "Log says... so we set time
to that... location... uh 10 foot south should work .... now sync the return
pad to now plus two..." At last he looked up. "Now, don't touch anything!"
"I certainly won't," replied Julie, still wide eyed.
"Here, hold this too." Stewie handed her the second plastic bag, then picked up
the return pad, stepped outside and went to a shelf where he picked up a small
item, turned it over and put it back down. Quickly he want back inside the time
machine and closed the door.
"Hold my hand," he said to Julie. She grasped the two large bags in one had,
and held Stewie's hand with the other. Stewie held the return pad in his other
hand and used it to press the large red button on the console.
There was a bright flash, then everything went black.
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