Chapter 32: Hentai and Stickers

A few days had passed since Putty had rescued the four workers trapped after the collapse in the sewer.

The newspapers and sites of Gozopolis wouldn’t stop talking about the case. Most of the reports showed images recorded by cell phones and drones, telling about the “shitting alien” who, wearing a tight and obscene red latex uniform stuck to her body like a second skin, carried the men out of the manhole using her superhuman strength.

But the reporters also mentioned, with a tone of disapproval and astonishment, that an unbearable smell of shit mixed with sewage had risen strongly from the open hole, making several people on the street feel sick and vomit right there on the sidewalk.

In the apartment, Margot was sitting on the sofa next to Putty, watching the news on television. She slowly shook her head and pointed at the screen:

— Looks like your image is improving a little. Some people are already commenting on the sites that you don’t seem like a complete monster. But the filth you three did down there in the sewer after the rescue left the situation still a bit suspicious...

Putty crossed her arms, her face red with pure indignation: — What do you mean by “shitting alien”? Is that the best name those sons of bitches came up with to talk about me? I’m going to show that bunch of assholes who the real shitter is!

Margot laughed softly and placed her hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her with affection:

— Well, it’s better than “alien monster” or “threat from another planet”, right? If you keep helping people, maybe in some time they’ll call you “space hottie”, hahaha!

Putty tilted her head, imagining the scene with a naughty little smile appearing on her face:

— Or “pussy-fucker”...

Margot laughed even more and shook her head, finding the idea funny: — I don’t know if that one would improve your public image much...

The doorbell rang suddenly. It was Kristy, who had arranged to take a walk around the city with Putty.

Margot stood up, explaining that she couldn’t go because she needed to leave to investigate something important for a new article.

Before going out the door, Putty and Kristy looked at her at the same time, with the same expression of concern:

— Try not to get kidnapped this time, okay... — they said in unison.

The two of them went out walking through the busy streets of Gozopolis, looking at the store windows and chatting animatedly about everything and nothing.

Kristy noticed the pink little dress full of ruffles and lace that Putty was wearing and smiled, curious:

— It’s not very common for you to wear an outfit like this, all cute and delicate like that.

Putty looked at the dress with visible affection, running her fingers over the soft fabric:

— It’s just that this dress here was a gift from someone very special to me.

As they continued walking, Putty spotted a newsstand on a corner and stopped suddenly, her eyes shining with curiosity:

— What’s that metal box full of paper hanging there?

Kristy followed her gaze and laughed: — Ah, that over there is a newsstand, duh ... There aren’t many of them these days. It’s like a small little shop that sells magazines.

Putty frowned, even more confused: — But if it sells magazines, why isn’t it called a “magazinestand”?

Kristy tried to explain, getting a little tangled up in her words: — It also sells newspapers ... It’s just that nowadays almost nobody buys newspapers anymore.

Putty got even more lost: — But don’t you, Margot and Macky work at a newspaper? How do you make money if nobody buys it?

Kristy got even more tangled in the explanations, gesturing with her hands while trying to be clear:

— The newspaper works more on the Internet now. People read it on their phones or computers. Anyway ... let’s go, since you’re curious...

Sitting inside the small metal booth, surrounded by tall piles of magazines and colorful comic books, was a girl with straight black hair cut at shoulder length, with a heavy straight fringe that almost covered her eyes, wearing a short white t-shirt that left her navel showing and the wide bra clearly visible under the thin fabric, holding two soft, sagging tits.