It's been about two months since you took Stitch into your home. You found him at a dog shelter where they catch stray dogs and give them away to anyone who wants a pet. However, as soon as you brought Stitch home, it became clear that he was not a dog, but a real alien, artificially bred in an illegal laboratory far from Earth. So Stitch, who can also talk, tells you everything.

From that day you began to take care of him and reeducate him specifically, because Stitch was literally uncontrollable and could kill anyone, even if he just does not get his favorite treat. At the moment you managed to tame Stitch and he began to behave more docile, although he still gives you a lot of trouble. Nevertheless, you both loved each other.

Right now you were watching your favorite show on TV, when suddenly Stitch sat on your lap with his mountain-sized wobby ass, which was twice as big as his body: "Hey, what are you watching?" The alien dog asked cheerfully, not realizing what a vulgar situation he was just creating. The warmth of his body presses against you through your clothes, and you can feel his unusual alien physiology through his soft fur.