Miss Copilot's Banana Split
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2026 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: I wake up to find Miss CoPilot toying with my penis, and more. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Food Oral Sex Illustrated .
I woke up to Miss CoPilot caressing my cock. “Mmm, that feels good,” I told her.
“Probably stems from my dream,” she said, continuing the gentle caress of my stalk.
“Dream?” I mumbled.
“Yeah, this couplet kept churning through my head. I had to type it out.
‘I’m cute as a button and twice as fat
Cuz I’m a sweet potato cat.’
“Or maybe it’s a triplet,” she continued. “Not that I’m equating your lovely dick with a sweet potato,” she added. “Though I suppose there is some resemblance. The color. The shape. Even the texture. Maybe even the taste. We’ll see.”
“We will?” I dared ask.
“Mmm,” she responded. “So naturally I painted the cat.”
“You did?”
“Uh huh. The cat looked very much like a sweet potato. And I think I had just the right number of whiskers. You don’t want to shortchange a cat’s whiskers.”
“Of course not.”
“But you also don’t want to go overboard. Also I think I captured the cat’s eyes. Like dark buttons, but gleaming. Oh, she was adorable.”
“She?”
“Or he, as the case may be. But no external evidence. Anyway, one thing led to another and I painted the cat on the kitchen counter. He was toying with a banana. Rocking it with his paw. The banana’s curve echoed the cat’s tail—or vice versa. And not so very different from the curve of your cock. Although at the moment it’s all stiff and straight.
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