Gwen Tennyson's Box

“It looks like Gwen is up,” you say as you hold up the folded up elbow-length blue raglan shirt with a cat logo, white capri pants, shoes, and cute blue underwear. You set the clothing off to the side and put a light blue ownership collar on top. You were about to start digging into the solid mass of packing peanuts when Diana spoke up.

“Hey, this looks like a button,” she said, pointing to a set of circular designs on one of the flaps on the top of the box. Before you could say anything, she pressed hard down on the design. Instantly, all the packing peanuts glowed and compressed, leaving Gwen Tennyson sitting in a loose pile of packing peanuts.

“Hu! Whe hathn!” Gwen Tennyson mumbled from around her feeding tube and breathing mask as she was startled at her sudden ability to shift and move around.

“Let’s get this off,” You say, grabbing Gwen T.’s VR helmet covered head as she frantically shook her head around. You popped it off and tossed it to Gwen Stacy who easily caught it. “Hold still while I take out the tubes.” You patted Gwen T. on her head as she blinked to get used to the lights in the room.

“I’ll dim the lights,” Katara says as she gets up while you take off the breathing mask and unsecure the feeding tube. Some of the wet slop leaks out of the tube and onto Gwen’s naked body. You turn off the feeding system and give Gwen T. a quick apology.

“Gross!” Gwen T wiggles in place as she strains against the duct tape binding her to get the stuff off her. Grabbing a towel Katara had available, you wipe the grayish slop from Gwen T.’s C-Cup breasts and stomach. Gwen T. looked at you unhappily but you just gave her a flirtatious smile causing her to look away with a frown and light blush. Using a knife, you cut off the tape while the CameraTraps record the process and Gaige gives commentary on the features the delivery box has.

“Let me get a look at you,” Katara said as she gave Gwen T. a quick checkup as she helped her get to her feet and worked on healing Gwen T.’s sore limbs and muscles. While Katara did her check up and removed the waste tubes, you decided to make conversation.

“How was the in-transit entertainment?” You inquired while Gwen T. winced as the anal tube was slowly removed.

“The Doctor Who seasons and Magic documentaries were–ah!” She cried when the urethral tube was taken out suddenly. Through little tears in her eyes, she continued, “interesting but the music selection wasn’t what I would call…great.”

You frowned as you had selected the approved playlist for Gwen Tennysons, voted 11th most liked by Gwen Tennysons across the board. You will have to find out what this Gwen Tennyson liked later.

You moved Gwen T’s box out of the way as you moved another box in front of you.