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Stitch’s Keyhole Adventure
The Galactic Police try to lock up Stitch aka Experiment 626. Stitch is a wild force of destruction and the darkness can use that. A deal is struck and Stitch manages to escape, with the power of darkness he’s bigger, stronger, and looking to dominate the universe. Even the heroes of other worlds can’t stand up to this multi armed alien. Stitch’s massive alien rod makes it so they can’t stand, sit, or walk much at all.

Chapter 1 Dark Deal

Jumba Jookiba was a Kweltikwan scientist. His science and technology was often overlooked and he didn’t get the credit he deserved. His partner Hamsterviel convinced him to turn to evil science, stating that the masses couldn’t overlook his experiments if they were to conquer the universe. He got Jumba to work on all sorts of projects often stealing his technology and selling it.

What he really wanted was Jumba’s experiments!!

There were seven series of them technically, all illegally made. The 0 series was more or less a test batch, Jumba created to assist him around the house.

As for the 1-Series, they were made with Civic Disturbances in mind, while 2-Series were more Technological and Scientific. 3-Series were more Psychological, Jumba did a lot of research to get this series just right which made them all the more twisted. 4-Series had more Military applications, it was around this time he learned Hamsterviel was stealing his weapons tech and selling it so he made this series as a means of trumping his own weapons.

His 5-Series were Elemental Manipulators, while not a big believer in magic he felt there was a way to harness mystical properties or ways to combat them with science.

He had just started his 6 Series when Hamsterviel got caught making an illegal weapons deal. The rodent sold him out, hoping to get a deal, and with Jumba in jail, he’d have all of Jumba’s 625 experiments for himself!

Jumba had just completed 626. The 6-Series were all Battlefield and/or Doomsday experiments. Jumba had taken everything he learned from series 0-5 to make the strongest line. Each one had galactic implications and world ending properties. 626 was his latest and in his humble opinion greatest.

He felt this line would be his ace in the whole. If the Galactic Police tried to mess with him he’d have this series to crush them if they got in his way.

Was Jumba evil? Not really, he liked to tinker and create, and there were some Galactic Laws that got in the way of progress he thought. Bad was subjective in his eyes, give a 4 series to a dictator he could use it to hurt a lot of people and start wars and more than likely win them, but give it to a rebellion and they could use his experiment to bring down the tyrant. Being “evil” paid more and allowed him the freedom to do as he wished.

He had done the impossible, he had created LIFE, 600+ times. The United Galactic Federation wasn’t focused on the implications, do they have thoughts, do they have minds, do they have souls, do they have...hearts? No none of these questions came up, instead they were focused on the legality of it all.

They had been partners for 25 years and both seemed to think the other betrayed them. When in truth Hamsterveil was scum, his brilliance always came up short, he’d run his mouth without the courage to back up his claims. He had a serious Napoleon Complex and actually believed the experiments were his by right belonged to him because his funding paid for their creation.

Hamsterveil frankly was more evil than Jumba, but what about the Experiments.

As Jumba was arrested and 626 was captured. A bigger trial was happening between the Light and the Darkness. This could be a game changer for either side.

The trial began and Jumba was called before the court. The Grand Council Woman began to proceedings and had Gantu read the charges. “Bah, my research is only theoretical!”

“We believe and have it on good authority you’ve actually created something.” Jumba kept his cool.

“Created something?! Me? My colleagues at the science institute believe me to be a failure, do you think it possible I created life.” He threw their old insults out as a defense, not a bad move in theory.

Except they had captured 626 and brought him in as evidence. “I couldn’t possibly...create more than one…” The other 625 were stored and hidden, but if they raided his lab they were sure to be found.

626 ran around his cage and freaked those in attendance out. “What is that Monstrosity!?” Gantu asked.

“Monstrosity?!” Jumba gasped feeling insulted. “This is a new species, he is experiment 626!” Jumba began to gush about his creation, bulletproof, fire proof, can think faster than a super computer, he had night vision, and can lift objects 3000 times his size. He was also cute and fluffy! “He is capable of destroying anything he touches, anything that gets in his way!”

“So it is a monster!” She said.

“Ehh...just a little one!” Jumba said with a chuckle.

“It is an abomination it must be destroyed!” Gantu snapped.

“Calm yourself Captain Gantu, perhaps it can be reasoned with. It is a living creature if it can understand we must give it a chance.” As the Grand Council Woman interrogated 626 to see if he can understand and to see if there was any form of good in him, two beings watched on from above.

This was a curious piece indeed, but would he be for light or darkness. The light side sensed that while there was some good in him, it was very small. 626 was seen as a lost cause to the light, and they chose not to intervene. The dark however…

Jumba was locked up. “Tell us is 626 all there is, or is there more illegal experiments?” Jumba blinked and began to sweat. “I see, we will search your lab and any found experiments will be destroyed!”

“You can’t do that!!” He was hauled off.

“As it stands 626 appears to be indestructible, so while we seek to find a way to destroy it permanently he’ll be locked up. This creature is the flawed product of a deranged mind, it has no place among us!”

626 began to panic, while he and the other 6 series were more durable, the others were not and in their sealed form more so.

He was brought to a prison cell designed to hold him, it was locked on his DNA. 626 began to calculate a way to escape but before he could a dark figure appeared in his cell. “Eh?” No alarms, no defenses, even those monitoring the cell couldn’t see this figure. He was there for a moment but as soon as they blinked he was gone.

“Experiment 626 I have a proposition for you.” He responded quickly in alien language that the figure understood. “I’m willing to offer you not only your freedom but the powers of darkness as well. With them you can command an army of Heartless to do your bidding. You’ll have the means of protecting your fellow experiments and even rescue your creator.”

“Jumba?!” The figure nodded.

“All I ask as you serve as my piece, and bring down those who walk the path of light. Bring me victory and you may do as you please!”

“Eep!” 626 agreed.

“You’ll need a name to form a proper contract. Since you are stitched together by mad science, bare the name Stitch.”

“Stitch...me Stitch!” The creature cackled.

“Looking forward to working with you, Stitch!” A dark portal opened up and the figure vanished. The deal was struck and dark energy filled the room and Stitch drank it down. His body began to grow, he broke out of his bonds and dropped to the ground. The guns fired but were met with a powerful barrier.

Stitch was evolving, the dark power enhancing Jumba’s work, he grew larger but kept his strength stats. His aerodynamic design was enhanced by magic allowing him to grow without side effects. His second set of arms came out as he changed, ripping out of the little suit he had on.

Rip rip rip!

His tail wiggled as his body gained a more anthro figure, his coloring didn’t really change he was still a mix of light blue and blue. Between his cheeks and along his taint, to his balls was light blue. From his newly formed abs to about 70% of his pecs, to his chin was light blue fur. His sheath, legs, and feet were blue. The experiment’s sides, back, 30% of his pecs, shoulders and arms were blue.

Stitch had light blue circles around his eyes. As the transformation took hold he gained some dark blue hair that looked really good on him, one might call it a surfer’s hairdo. Similar dark blue hair appeared on his crotch just above his sheath and ran up his abs like a treasure trail. His claws were pitch black like his eyes. “Hehehehe!” He stood up, the transformation was complete.

The cannons open fired and Stitch just laughed, the blasts just tickled, it didn’t even singe his fur.

He destroyed the blasters and busted out of the prison cell. His break out didn’t go unnoticed. Captain Gantu was alerted of 626’s escape. “Seal off the doors, don’t let that abomination escape!”

The officers tried, but it would probably take a magic door or some combination of magic and science to stop Stitch now. With the powers of darkness he could go where he pleased.

Stitch could have walked through the heavy door but he flexed and ripped his way through it. Security showed up and opened fired. His changes gave them pause, but they had orders to bring him in, destroy him if they could. He caught the blasts and threw them back destroying their weapons. “Friends….”

“Is he talking to us?” Nope!

Stitch’s shadow stretched out and from it spawned Heartless. These heartless were under Stitch’s command and being conjured through his shadow allowed them to gain special traits and features. Their crest was on their face mace, making it look almost like it had a nose. The heartless had their summoner’s antennae but they were special capable of shooting magic bullets.

They had four eyes, with blue rings around the sockets. They had mouths with teeth like Stitch. They had four arms and claws, they were small like 626 used to be. Looking closer they seemed fluffier than normal heartless. “Gibba ek!” (Get them!)

Security began to panic. “There’s more of them!”

The heartless charged and attacked, overwhelming the security. Stitch laughed as his little ones did their work.

“Sir security has been wiped out!” Gantu banged his fist on a console.

“Curse that abomination, I’ll take him out myself!” He grabbed his guns and went to intercept the experiment unaware of his change. Down below the heartless moved down and rescued Jumba.

Stitch knew he was being tracked so he moved in the opposite direction luring Gantu away. “Where are you abomination?!”

“Hehehehe!” Gantu opened fire but Stitch moved fast.

“I’ll get you, you little abomination…” Stitch came out, naked and not so little. “What in space…” He opened fire but Stitch just blocked it. “You can get bigger!”

“Big!” He flicked Gantu and sent him flying back. “And strong!” Stitch laughed as his would be captor was no match for him.

“You monster!” He fire his gun and Stitch ate the blast. Gantu’s eyes widened as Stitch approached him. “Get back! Stay away! You…” Each sentence was emphasized with a shot from his gun.

It had no effect. Stitch grabbed Gantu by the suit and pulled.

RIIIIIIIPPPPPP!

Gantu was stripped naked in an instant. Four hands reduced his uniform to tatters. “You monster...you beast!” Stitch flipped the massive alien around with ease. Gantu blushed, he wasn’t used to being man handled. He’s always used his size and strength to intimidate opponents.

“Meega your patooki!” Stitch smacked his ass.

“Gah!” He let out a mix of a yelp and a squeal. The smack was strong making Gantu’s bountiful booty jiggle. The massive alien felt that hit, his whole and channel trembling from the impact.

Smack-Smack-Smack-Smack!

Four hands four swats, Gantu arched his back and moaned. Stitch chuckled and called him a slut. “I’m no slut you little…”

Smack-Smack-Smack-Smack

“Ahhh~!” Gantu tried to get up but every time he tried to move his ass was pummeled. “You can’t do this to me. I’m Captain Ginyu, I’m a hero of this galaxy!”

“Hero?” He smirked.

Smack-Smack-Smack-Smack-Smack-Smack-Smack-Smack

Left cheek, right cheek, both cheeks were slapped and made to clap together. His hole was twitching and throbbing, parting as his insides tingled from the force. Gantu’s massive cock slipped from his sheath. He was quite average for one of his species but that was still impressive among dicks. In his arousal his balls dropped, they were large like basketballs.

Stitch’s lower hands dropped to play with his balls, while his upper hands groped Gantu’s cheeks. The alien armada captain wasn’t very sex positive, he barely dated and didn’t have many friends. His father used to tell him don’t trust people, they’ll always betray you. Though he may have been bitter with Gantu’s mother running off for another man, or that may have been why she ran off it was hard to say.

Now he was being manhandled, this monster had him by the balls, groping his sore and sensitive ass. His cheeks were spread and his hole was spread. “Kurdaic yum yum!” (Cake)

Stitch, squeezed and groped him, bringing the great “hero” down. His penis was weeping beneath him and forming a puddle of lust. Things only got worse as he began to eat out the tasty “cake”. Gantu’s hole was licked and sucked on, Stitch tongue fucking him with such gusto.

“Ahhh ahhh ahhh ohhh ohhhh ohhh~!” Gantu was drooling, lust clouding his mind. He wasn’t even trying to get away as he was tongue fucked stupid. There was no back up coming as Stitch’s heartless ran wild through the ship. ‘Not like this...not like this...not...like...this…’

“I’m cumming!” He came like a hose, his big balls unleashing their pent up cum. He was like a whale shooting a heavy stream of semen in one go. Gantu made such a mess.

Gantu was in a daze. How could an abomination give him such pleasure. His heart was racing and Stitch pulled his tongue from his ass with a wet pop. The experiment’s saliva made him so wet, hot, and horny.

Despite his orgasm he was still hard.

Stitch’s cock slipped from his sheath, and even with his new size and stature he was huge. The monstrous cock slapped on Gantu’s ass. “Wait...I just came...if you stick that thing in me...I’ll go crazy…”

“Yuuga Boojiboo, Meega Huaa Allah!” (You mate, me Master!) Those words made Gantu’s heart skip a beat. His virgin ass was about to take a monstrous cock. The tip kissed his hole and Stitch didn’t hold back, thrusting into Gantu.

“Aaaahhhh!” He teared up as the girth stretched him wide, and the length stretched him deep. His abs bulged from the alien’s massive piece.

“Ahhh!” Stitch drooled.

His weapon had pieced Gantu’s “keyhole”. The massive alien warrior was in for a ride. Stitch began to fuck him, drilling him hard. His new size and strength was being put to good use as he fucked the larger male, dominating him completely.

Gantu was seeing stars as his sweet spot was pummeled with each pass. He had just cum and he was soon cumming again.

Stitch didn’t stop, even as his hole clenched in orgasm, he kept fucking him. “No more...I can’t...please…” Stitch just increased the power of his thrusts, the heavy clap clap of his pelvis colliding with Gantu’s cheeks. “You...monster...ohhh~!”

626 wasn’t stopping until Gantu was fucked stupid, once he was truly broken Stitch would put the pieces back together again. His thrusts and domination made Gantu dry orgasm and he slumped into the mess of cum he had created.

-x-

As Gantu was fucked by the evolved 626, the heartless made quick work of the security and staff. “How did 626 accomplish this?” Jumba was surprised.

This prison was full of criminals with dark tainted hearts to collect. Collect they did! Hours passed and Jumba was brought to the bridge.

Suddenly the ship was shaken up and a loud cry was heard through the ship.

-x-

Stitch had rocked Gantu’s world, his orgasm sealing the deal. Gantu’s hole was wrecked and gaping, his abs were ballooned from the sheer amount of cum Stitch dished out. The void was filled with semen, and Stitch marked him in cum.

He spoke a strange language and their semen was forged creating golden cuffs. Gantu got them on his wrists, ankles, and a golden collar around his throat. Stitch got him up.

“Yes master!”

Of all the things Jumba expected to see, he didn’t expect to see his experiment evolved, he entered the room, riding on the back of a naked Captain Gantu. Jumba could tell by the look on his face he was a broken man, made into a bitch in such a short time. “Oh my 626, I’m so proud of you.” He ruffled his hair. “You’ve grown, how did this happen?”

Stitch said he’d explain but they had to save the other experiments. The surviving staff couldn’t believe what happened to Gantu. With a single command he was quick to obey and became Stitch’s chair, he planted his fuzzy butt in Gantu’s face and the man got hard, looking positively giddy to be of use to him.

Stitch unleashed his dark power, changing the ship and shifting it. They used the ship as material and the dark hearts the heartless collected to turn the ship into a massive fortress, Stitch made it red because he thought it looked cool. It had four floating pillars that served as both offense and defense, and there was a ring connecting them.

Jumba was impressed this fortress had an evil lair vibe. Now they just had to go and collect his lab.

To be continued