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The Fearless Ferret Chapters
“AH, IT’S ALL MY FAULT!!!”
Ron sits on the edge of Kim’s bed, head buried in his hands and a feeling of overwhelming guilt running through him. Just last night he & Kim were on a mission in the Great Northwest, trying to stop DNAmy from converting all wildlife into her mutated minions. A chase from her lair led through the wilderness, and it also led to Kim’s leg becoming broken. But as Ron continues to blame himself for the accident, Kim, lying in bed wearing a leg cast, tries to convince him otherwise.
“Ron, it’s not your fault.” She tells him. “No one could’ve predicted that motorbike would run out of fuel when I tried to make that chasm jump.”
“Yeah, but I was right behind DNAmy.” Ron debates. “I could’ve stopped her. You know…if I hadn’t gotten roughed up by her Chipmunk bodyguards.”
“We’ll catch her again, Ron. Don’t worry.” She says, placing her hand on his shoulder, then slowly moving it downward. “In the meantime, I know something that will make you feel better.”
Ron begins to enjoy Kim’s touch. “Yeah, real bet…NO! UH-UH, No!” He jumps to his feet and fends off her advances. “We can’t do it, Kim. You’re injured.”
Kim just smiles seductively. “Oh, you’ll be careful, Ron. I know first hand that you can take real good care of my body.”
“Yeah, real go…STOP THAT!!!” He says, snapping out of her ‘spell’. “Look, I gotta go. You just get some rest. Besides, you got the Possible Family Reunion this weekend.”
As Ron walks out of the room, Kim folds her arms over her chest in a huff & pouts. “I’d get plenty of rest if I had your Cock, Ron.”
Outside the room, Ron makes his way down the hallway and towards the stairs when he hears a familiar beeping. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out Kim’s Kimmunicator. “Oh, man. I must’ve took it by accident.” He says, deciding to answer it. “What’s the Sitch, Wade?”
Wade’s face appears on the screen. “Bad news. Duff Killigan’s just broken out of prison, and it looks like he’s trying to restart his old plan.”
“You mean the cloning Tiger Woods and creating a Golf Army for World Domination plan?” Ron asks.
“Bingo.” Wade says.
“You know, some Villains just aren’t inventive anymore. I mean, come up with something fresh.” Ron says. “I’ll let Kim know and…wait, I can’t. She can’t stop Killigan with a broken leg.”
“Well, maybe we can bring in Global Justice to work with us.” Wade suggests.
That normally would be a great idea for Ron, but he remembers that Dr. Betty Director said she would like to ‘run tests’ on the Ron Factor more. “NO! No, not them.” Ron says, shooting the idea down. “No Wade, I’m gonna have to do this solo.”
“Uh, Ron? You do remember the last time you went Solo?” Wade asks. Ron remembers it well. To give Kim some family time with the Possibles, Ron went solo after Dr. Drakken. He ended up stranded with him in the frozen tundra, and almost killed by Shego. Luckily, a shared love for a Christmas Special saved him (along with Kim & her family). On that day, Kim threatened to break Ron’s legs if he ever went solo again.
“Gotta risk it.” Ron tells him. “But maybe I can find a disguise so Kim won’t know it’s me. Only problem is where…” As he walks down the stairs, he begins to hear familiar theme music. Looking down onto the Living Room, he sees the Tweebs Jim & Tim watching old reruns of ‘The Fearless Ferret.’ Inspiration strikes Ron, as well as an idea.
“Wade, I need to make a call to Timothy North. A hero is about to Return.”
3 Hours Later…
“If somebody told you I was just the boyfriend & sex toy of a Hot Redhead Crime-fighting Cheerleader…somebody lied.”
Ron sits perched atop an apartment building, staring down at a warehouse just across the street. He’s decked out in his Fearless Ferret costume as he watches the activity down below. Killigan is instructing his minions (who, as you could’ve guessed, are dressed up as Caddies) to move the Golf equipment that they’re robbing from the Warehouse. Ron continues to observe with a vigilant eye…at least until he feels the suit tightening up on him.
“Ow. Ow! OW! HERO SUIT WEDGIE!!!” He stands up and begins tugging on the suit, trying to loosen it as much as he can. A moment later, Rufus hops out of his pocket and begins to loosen his Wonder Weasel suit, feeling it tighten up on him. He’s just returned from the Vet, fully healed after the Showdown Ron had with Dr. Drakken months ago.
“OK, Rufus. You’ve been out of the game a while. You sure you can do this?” Ron asks, causing Rufus to respond angrily. “Hey! I’m not questioning your skills! We all know you still got the Rufus factor! Now let’s go, buddy!”
Ron pulls out a grappling gun and fires it at the Warehouse roof. It connects, and, what’s even more shocking, Ron’s pants stay on. Rufus seems to say something of that nature to him. “Yep, finally found the perfect solution.” Ron tells him. “I’m wearing triple-threaded suspenders!” With that, Rufus jumps on Ron’s back, as Ron leaps from the rooftop. He swings on the rope towards a Warehouse window, and crashes through it. As Killigan & his henchmen look up, Ron lands on a large stack of boxes, ready for a fight.
“Who the devil are you?” Killigan asks, confused.
“You’re worst nightmare.” Ron says menacingly. “The Fearless Ferret.”
It takes a moment for those words to sink in, but once they do, the reaction becomes one that Ron wasn’t looking for. The henchmen break into hysterical laughter, most of them rolling on the floor & holding their stomachs. Even Killigan is laughing it up, almost unable to speak.
“AYE!” He says, still chuckling. “That’s what we fear…a furry woodland creature!”
“HA! My Dad use to watch the show!” One of the henchmen yells between laughs.
All of this starts to mess with Ron’s confidence, but he quickly shakes it off. “Hey! I’m the Fearless Ferret. I should be feared and…WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
Ron’s clumsiness sets in, and he slips off of the stack of boxes. But his luck also kicks in at the same time, because as he falls, he grabs on to a long lever. Pulling it down, he releases thousands of Golf Balls that bounce & roll on the ground. Killigan’s henchmen start slipping around on them, trying to keep their balance. Within moments all of them are lying on the ground, effectively dazed. Killigan looks back at Ron in rage.
“I don’t know who ye are, Boyo.” He says. “But ye just made ya last mistake!” Digging into his pouch, Killigan pulls out what appears to be an ordinary golf ball. Grabbing a nearby club, he drops the ball on the ground and smacks it towards Ron, who’s knows exactly what it is.
“EXPLODING GOLF BALL!!!” He yells, ducking for cover along with Rufus. The golf ball hits the stack of boxes & explodes, causing the stack to avalanche down onto Ron. Killigan takes this moment to gather his troops into the truck, before hopping in himself.
“COME ON, BOYS! We’ll come back for the other stuff later!” Killigan orders, as the truck pulls off. The factory is now empty, and the floor littered with golf balls. The large pile of boxes remain motionless, as Ron’s survival is now in question. But it’s only for a moment, as the pile begins to move. A large box is tossed out of the way and Ron peers his head up through a pile of packing peanuts, spitting several of them out of his mouth.
“Thank god for packing peanuts, right Rufus?”
Rufus pops up right beside him, spitting a peanut out of his mouth. “Uh-huh.”
“But Killigan was right.” Ron says. “This suit is just not a fear-striker. It’s too 60’s. We need to update our wardrobe.” Rufus looks at Ron and sounds like he’s making a suggestion. “Naw, Smarty-Mart doesn’t stay open 24/7 anymore. But Club Banana does. Maybe Monique can hook us up!”
An Hour Later…
At the Club Banana outlet in the Middleton Mall, Monique is going through her daily job routine. Just as she finishes putting the money in the vault, a customer walks into the store. Monique turns to see that it’s Zita Flores, and she’s not happy.
“What’s up with you, girl?” Monique asks.
“Men!” Zita answers coldly.
“Had a bad date?” Monique inquires.
“More like no date.” Zita answers. “He stood me up. I waited 2 hours at the theatre for that bum and he didn’t even show up! I’m done with dating! I haven’t had a good one since I was going out with Ron, anyway.”
“Ron? Ron Stoppable, Ron?” Monique says. “You were going out with him?”
“Yeah, but we had to break up.” Zita says.
“Why the hell did you do that?” Monique probes.
“Well, you’ve seen the clumsiness.” Zita tells her. “I mean, can you imagine him in bed?”
“I don’t have to imagine.” Monique says, developing a smirk. “All that clumsiness goes away between the sheets. He is a Pro in the sack.”
“You mean, you & him?” Zita asks.
“Me & him, him & Kim, him & Bonnie, me, him & Bonnie, you name it.” Monique answers, as the smirk grows wider. “With me & him it happened on one of Kim’s missions. That boy can wear you out & make you a happy woman.”
“I can’t believe it.” Zita says in slight shock. “Ron Stoppable’s…a stud?”
“Super Stud!” Monique counters. “He’s like the perfect guy. He’s nice, caring, considerate, hung like a horse, can go all night…”
At that moment, the very same Ron Stoppable storms in through the doors and runs up to the counter. “MONIQUE, I NEED YOU!!!”
Monique’s grin grows even wider as she looks at Zita. “…And the boy delivers.”
“Oh, hi Zita.” Ron says, just noticing her. “Monique, I need you to make me a new Fearless Ferret outfit. Only your fashion expertise can help me.”
Monique looks over the outfit Ron is wearing, and agrees that he does need change. “Oh yeah, you definitely need something more modern, boy.” She says. “The Vintage look is so last year. I’ll do it, but it’s gonna cost you.”
“No problem!” Ron says, pulling a credit card from his pocket and showing it to her. “Still got a few greenbacks saved from my Naco royalties!”
Monique shakes her head as puts his hand down. “Uh-uh. I’m talking about the ‘other’ payment.”
Ron instantly knows what she means by ‘other’ payment, and kicks himself for not expecting it coming. “Alright.” He sighs. “But just a quickie. Killigan’s still out there and…”
“Hold on, stud muffin.” Monique says, stopping him. “Zita’s joining us tonight.”
“Wait, Zita?” Ron asks. “But she doesn’t know.”
“I just told her.” Monique says, taking Ron by the arm.
“Can’t anyone keep a SECRET ANYMORE?” Ron yells as Zita grabs his other arm. The two women proceed to pull along Ron towards the employee back room area.
“Rufus, watch the register for me!” Monique says, as Rufus jumps out of Ron’s pocket. He climbs up to the main counter and watches the register as Ron gets pulled away.
“Wait! Can’t we reschedule?” He begs. “Killigan’s gonna get away!”
“Hey, if you wanna look good catching the bad guy in your Ferret suit, you gotta pay.” Monique tells him. “And I assume you’re doing this Without Kim’s knowledge?” Ron shuts his lips tightly & turns away, but it’s enough of an answer for Monique. “Mm-hmm. That’s gonna cost extra.”
They lead him into the back room and shut the door behind them. Monique pushes Ron onto the couch in the room, then straddles him so he can’t get back up. “You’re lucky you caught me working the grave-shift.” She tells him. “We’ve got all night to have some fun.”
Ron is about to say something in dispute, but ends up with Monique’s lips smothering his. Zita takes a seat right beside the action and looks on, as Monique & Ron get started with a hot makeout session. Ron begins to lift up Monique’s shirt, as she does the same with his. Monique breaks the kiss so she can take her shirt all the way off, revealing a Club Banana black lace bra. She then pulls his shirt all the way off, revealing a white tank top underneath.
“OK, I’d just like to register a complaint, that I’m not exactly for this idea.” Ron says.
“Complaint registered.” Monique says. “We’re still doing it.” She switches her focus to his pants, tugging down on them along with his boxers to get to the main focus, Ron’s Cock. Zita’s eyes widen in shock as she takes her first glimpse at it, a look Ron has seen all too many times before.
“WOW!” She says. “Well, that does explain all the clumsiness.”
“You know, every girl always says that.” Ron says. “I can’t help the size of it. It’s just…oh, man.”
He quiets up when he feels Monique’s tongue run around the head of his Cock. It’s quickly joined by Zita’s tongue, which works the shaft. Both women are huddled between Ron’s legs, giving him the time of his life. They caress his balls, while kissing & licking each & every inch of him. The double team culminates when they meet at the top, and begin French kissing each other, with the head of Ron’s Rod right in the middle. Their lips engulf the head, as their venture their tongues all around it & into each other’s mouths. Ron feels ready to pop his top at that moment.
“Oh man…I’m gonna come…”
And that’s when Monique brings the action to a stop. “Well, we can’t have that happening too soon.” She says, as she starts to pull down her Capri pants, along with her panties. Zita follows suit, kicking off her shoes & pulling off her sweat pants, along with her thong. She then looks over at Monique.
“Hey, you mind if I get first ride?” She asks.
“I’ve had him plenty of times. Go right ahead.” Monique tells him.
“Wait, do I get a say in this?” Ron asks. He gets his answer when Zita starts climbing on top of him.
“Hope you know how to use this Joystick, Ron.” She says, grabbing hold of his Rod. Splitting her love lips open, she lowers herself onto him, trembling in pleasure with each inch taken in. Once it’s all inside of her, she looks up and says some words of encouragement.
“Dios Mio!”
“What does that mean? Did I do something wrong?” Ron asks nervously.
“Relax, boy.” Monique tells him. “Trust me, it means something good. As for now…” She pushes Ron flatly down on the couch and climbs on top of him, straddling his face with her legs. “…You can put that mouth to another use.”
Seeing no choice in the matter, Ron decides to go to work, licking & sucking her pussy. Monique lets out a moan of passion as she enjoys Ron’s mouth. Meanwhile, Zita looks lost in ecstasy. She moves in sync with Ron as he pumps into her with each hip movement. Biting her lower lip, she grabs the side of the couch for balance, never feeling anything like what Ron’s packing.
“Oh fuck! It’s so thick & big!” She says, leaning forward & catching herself before she falls. Her motions now have her bouncing on Ron’s pipe like she was on a trampoline. He breasts jiggle & shake with each stroke he makes deep inside of her. Going back to Monique, she’s beginning to breath hard. The sensation of Ron’s tongue probing inside of her and her clit being sucked is almost too much for her.
“FUCK! Oh, you’re so good, Ron!” She yells, feeling herself approaching her limit. The two women are now soaked in sweat, closer than ever to hitting their climax. Zita is the first to reach hers. A split second later, she pulls herself off of Ron, allowing him to cum, as he sprays his load between her round rear cheeks. A split second after that, Monique experiences her orgasm. Her body almost collapses from the intensity, but she catches herself long enough to climb off of Ron. The room is now silent, save for the three trying to catch their breaths.
“So…is that enough payment?” Ron asks.
Monique slides back into her panties and stands up. “For right now, stud. I’ll get started on getting your new wardrobe. Should take me just a couple of hours.”
“A couple of hours?” Ron says. “What am I supposed to do till then?”
Monique stops at the door and turns back to Ron, wearing a sly grin. “Oh, I’m sure Zita can come up with some good ideas.”
Ron takes a long gulp before turning back to Zita, who looks ready for more. “How about we play Everlot?” She suggests, which raises Ron’s hopes, until she finishes. “I’ll be the village, and your Cock can raid me.”
As Ron prepares for yet another night of passion-filled naughty sex (without Kim), all he can do is yell out the name of the woman responsible for him being here.
“MONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIQUE!!!!”
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