Fiona helps him

After two incredible orgasms, Fiona was feeling quite satisfied. She looked down at Doug's pathetic form, covered in her cum. Now that her lust was finally fading, her affection for the small boy was coming back, stronger than ever. She removed her foot from his face, then picked him up and gently brought him to the bathroom.

"I... what happened?" He asked, coming out of the sex daze he had been stuck into.

"Shhh, it's all fine" she answered. She then began to undress him, throwing his cum-soaked clothes into the washing machine.

"W-wait!" he said, trying to stop her from removing his shirt.

"Calm down! I'm just trying to clean you up. You can't go home covered in my juice, right?" She said, trying to reassure him.

Her warm smile had an immediate effect on Doug. That same giant of a girl that just used him as a fleshlight and then as a carpet was now gently lowering his naked form into the bath, with no hint of malicious intent. It felt nice, to be taken care of by such a stunning futa, even if the switch in attitude was a little jarring.

Seeing his confusion and doubt in his eyes, Fiona sighed. "Look, I'm sorry for being so aggressive with you. I'm just... I had a crush on you for so long! And you're just such a delicious snack I could not hold back. Could you forgive me?"

"I... Of course, I understand" he said, with a half smile, while the warm water relaxing his muscles.

"Yes!" She shouted. "Wait, does that mean we are a thing now?"

"I guess so?"

"Fuck yes! I'll be the best girlfriend you will ever have, I swear! We'll have so much fun!" She said, while her monster twitched under her skirt. An uncharacteristic flash of embarrassment crossed her face; she looked away. "But not now, don't worry. I don't want to scare you again. Not just yet at least" she added, with an evil smile.