Ben 10 Sex Games

Disclaimer: I
do NOT own Benji or Kev. I wish I did…! But I dont…-sadface-

Ben dunked his small
hands into the butter container containing, not butter, but green
finger paint. He giggled happily when he smeared it onto his small
piece of what construction paper in which was his canvas of unlimited
possibilities. His shirt as well, becoming one with the art. He
squealed with delight when a brush was handed to him by his daycare
caregiver Tanya. A plump woman with a kind face, glasses perched up
on her nose with a beaded string connected to the frame. Her red
hair was always up in a bun and her voice was soft and kind,
guaranteed to settle down the most savage of toddlers and small
children.

Even the new boy,
Kevin.

Try not to get so
much paint on yourself, Benji sweetie, we cant put your shirt up
on the wall now can we? she laughed softly then continued on her
way, to observe the other spectacular masterpieces the children, all
under seven were creating. Ben smiled when he dunked his brush,
clumsily into the yellow paint before dragging it back towards his
paper to create a swirly image, in which he thought, was the most
awesomely drawn sun in the world. He just knew his picture was
better than everyone elses. Especially with the flower (larger
than the sun) in which he thought was so realistic, no one else had
one painted in their picture.

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