Putty of Karola
Copyright© 2026 by BrazoJapa
Chapter 27: The Weekly Cleaning
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 27: The Weekly Cleaning - On the planet Karola, where only women exist, sex is forbidden... Will Putty, a completely depraved sex offender, suffer the consequences of her actions? WARNING: Contains extreme scatology!
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Reluctant Lesbian Fiction Crime Aliens Incest Mother Sister Daughter Orgy Interracial Black Female White Female Analingus Bestiality Enema Fisting Lactation Pregnancy Scatology Squirting Water Sports Clergy Foot Fetish Public Sex Caution
Putty and Aisha walked side by side through the busy streets of Gozopolis after spending the afternoon at the Hospital. Nayara stayed in a comfortable room next to her newborn daughter, who was now receiving all the necessary care from the nurses.
Aisha’s father was still receiving the “special treatment” reserved for domestic abusers before being handed over to the Police.
Putty walked visibly irritated. For her, it would have been much simpler to pick Aisha up in her arms and jump from building to building, or even fly propelled by a strong jet of diarrhea expelled from her ass.
But Margot had been very clear before leaving for work: — When people find out you’re an alien with superpowers, a lot of dangerous things can happen. So it’s better to keep that a secret for as long as possible.
That’s why Putty limited herself to walking normally, pretending to be just another ordinary human.
A middle-aged guy passed by them, looked at them with a drunk face and let out a long, dirty whistle:
— Hey there, cuties ... don’t you wanna come over to my place and see how big my cock is?
Aisha, still shaken by the violent events of the day, immediately curled up behind Putty, holding onto the hem of her pink little dress. Putty stopped, turned to the man and answered with a dangerous smile:
— Maybe that’s a good idea ... If your cock isn’t big enough, I can pull it until it gets the right size for me to shove it deep up your ass.
The man got irritated right away, clenching his fists and taking a step forward. Putty, without changing her expression, casually punched the concrete wall beside her, opening a perfect hole in the shape of her hand. The concrete cracked and dust fell to the ground.
— Feeling like throwing hands? I’m down. I’ve been wanting to blow off some steam by beating the shit out of some random idiot’s face...
The man looked at the hole in the wall, swallowed hard and, without saying another word, turned his back and ran off staggering.
Aisha looked at Putty with wide eyes: — How did you do that?!
Putty, realizing she had almost blown her cover, improvised quickly:
— Err ... I ... I train a lot at the Gym.
Aisha looked at the alien’s sculptural body, barely contained by the frilly pink little dress, and murmured:
— I think I’m gonna start going to the Gym more...
The two of them finally arrived at the building. Putty quickly recognized Mary and Joan’s red pickup truck parked out front.
— I know that old car ... Could it be...
They went up to the floor where they lived. As soon as they turned the corner of the corridor, Putty saw Pôia and Püia sitting on the floor, leaning against the door of Margot’s apartment.
Pôia was the first to react. As soon as she saw Putty, she jumped up and ran to hug her. Putty laughed out loud, spinning with the blue-haired little maid in her arms while she was already starting to tear up with joy.
— Putty ... I missed you ... so much...
Putty tightened the hug, kissing the top of her head: — Me too, you cutest little thing in the world!
Püia approached slowly, trying to hide the smile that kept trying to appear, and spoke in a slightly low voice:
— So...? We came to do the cleaning, like we promised.
Putty smiled, poking the pink-haired twin’s shoulder: — I missed you too, you little grumpy thing.
Aisha watched the scene with eyes shining with surprise and admiration: — My God ... are they two angels? They’re so pretty!
Putty introduced them, still hugging Pôia: — These are Pôia and Püia, two clones who live on the farm where I was staying ... They came to clean the shitshow the apartment is in.
Aisha blinked, confused: — Clones?
Püia rolled her eyes and explained: — Don’t listen to what this crazy woman says ... We’re twins, not clones. It’s just that she’s a retard and doesn’t know how to talk like a normal person, so she goes around saying this shit.
Putty didn’t even care, already used to Püia’s acidic way of speaking. She opened the apartment door and said:
— Good thing you guys came. It was already getting hard to live here.
The twins looked inside and stayed silent for a few seconds. The apartment was in a deplorable state: liquid shit dripping from the walls, puddles of vomit spread across the floor, piss and cum running everywhere, and a strong, sour, penetrating smell that made their eyes water.
Püia put her hand on her face, horrified: — Holy shit! I knew this was gonna be a mess, but I didn’t imagine you’d manage to make this much filth in less than a week ... We’re gonna take more than a day to clean all this!
Pôia, on the other hand, opened a wide smile and looked at Putty with affection: — Thank you!
Püia immediately turned to her sister: — You’re thanking her, you crazy girl?
Pôia explained, still smiling: — Of course ... if we’re gonna take more than a day to clean ... that means we’re gonna stay here with Putty for more than a day ... isn’t that good?
Putty laughed out loud and hugged Pôia again: — If that’s the case, I’m gonna keep shitting nonstop so you never leave here!
Püia noticed that Aisha was discreetly salivating, licking her lips while looking at all that filth: