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Chapter 1

Ron Stoppable was feeling just a wee bit perplexed at this moment. It’s not that is life was complicated, it wasn’t. It was just that he was extremely proud of himself for stopping Monkey Fist from taking over the world, retrieving the Lotus blade from a deep gorge and most importantly saving the beautiful girl from a fate worse than death. Said beauty would have been killed having been dumped into a lake of molten lava. Ok well maybe that was death.

On the down side he had pretty much failed every class on his student exchange to the Yamanochia ninja school. The school itself was full of holes courtesy of his tender ministrations. But most importantly he was sworn to secrecy so what was he going to tell his best friend Kim Possible when he got back. She’d know he was keeping something hidden and she could easily worm the information out of him, he folded rather effortlessly.

He knew he could mention that he had enjoyed the sushi, although he had found the seaweed a little chewy. Unfortunately he had not seen much of the local landscape other that lots of snow and a splattering of trees, also covered in snow. Saying the same old same old just wouldn’t cut it.

As Ron looked down at what he was doing he signed and at least he could mention that he had failed to understand the plumbing. In the airport there had been a toilet, here as he attempted to aim his stream a little more accurately, was just a hole in the floor. He had asked Yori about that but she had just giggled and mentioned something about American style joking. At first he had made every endeavour to hold his bowels until he returned to the airport, but that hadn’t worked and so he had suffered in a crack at squatting inches above the abyss not really wishing to know what was bellow.

Shaking himself slightly he left the bathroom and entered into the main bathing area. It was a very large room with an atmosphere that just hung in the air like a damp dish rag. A sweat began to form upon the poor mans brow almost as soon as he entered. The scents of multiple types of plants life filled his nostrils with an almost sweet bouquet. Smooth rock floor was warm on his bare feet but not hot like dancing upon the sand at the beach.

Surrounding walls were made of the same smooth stone as the floor, a tiny crystal vein criss-crossing through each stone allowing it to shimmer in the pail light that always seemed to permeate through this hall. Ron knew that several large odd shaped pools sparkled at different locations about the floor there purpose was obviously for bathing. Also scattered about were benches and tables their padding was of the best leather that Japan could produce. The whole place was designed for the relaxation of tired ninja muscles.

Unfortunately Ron as yet was unable to enjoy the perks of being a member of this hallowed school as he had not yet figured out the shower. Students were supposed to shower before entering the bath but the blasted spigot was not even up to his waste, plus there was a stool of some sort on the floor that looked about as comfortable as a brick sitting on edge.

With another sigh he would try once again. It was very late and nobody remained awake but him. The plane would take him away tomorrow and it was a long flight and he did not wish to stink out his fellow passengers. So here Ron stood before the sprinkler, his blonde hair drooping slightly in the dampness, beads of perspiration springing up from his body. All he needed to do was remove the only garment he wore around his waist and plunge into another attempt at bathing.

“Ah Stoppable-san it is fancy meeting you here.” From behind came a friendly female voice.

“EEEeeeepppp!” Ron let out a screech, almost climbing a near by wall with freight.

The sweet youthful oriental girl covered her lips with dainty little fingers, suppressing a giggle at the American’s reaction. “Oh Stoppable-san and your American style tom-foolery.”

“Yori.” Ron’s voice came out high pitched as he turned still hugging the wall. “I…I…I…gotta go.” Words came out in a sputter as he began to make a hasty retreat by scurrying along the wall.

“Oh please Stoppable-san do not go.” Yuri grasp hold of Ron’s arms holding him fast. Her eyes were large as she pleaded with him.

It wasn’t that Ron felt a little awkward; he was well past that stage. What was worrying him was the fact that the towel draped about his waist had instantly sprouted around the front and it was highly noticeable to anybody who might enter into the room. But there was one reason he could not look the beautiful ninja babe in the eyes.

The reason was that he was mesmerised by two things that seemed to be staring at him directly. Yuri stood directly across from poor Ron wearing nothing more than a towel draped over one arm and something that could only be described as a knotted piece of fabric that doubled as her knickers. She also had a winning smile but Ron didn’t seem notice that she possessed a face.

All he could see was a very lovely round pair of small breasts. The flesh of the breasts like the rest of her body was a light brown colour. Her nipples were even darker and jutting out straight from her chest. They were the most wondrous things he had ever seen, so round, so beautiful, they seemed to be calling his name, wanting him to touch them. There did not seem to be any other part just those little mounds of flesh that rose and fell with every little breath.

With a sigh Yuri placed both hand upon Ron’s chin and lifted his head to look her in the eye. There was more resistance than she imagined. With a slight giggle “Stoppable-san you must relax the unclothed body is most natural.”

Ron had no time to react for the ninja girl grasp hold of his towel and yanked to away. “Enough of you American style mod…moa…” her works caught, vocal cords paralyzed cords she was unable to continue; now it was Yori’s turn to stair.

Looking down almost ashamed at the erection he could not control. “It’s small isn’t it?”

Yori’s eyes grew as wide as dinner plates. “Stoppable-san I have not had the most experience with men, but that is the biggest weapon I have ever seen.”

Looking down he seemed somewhat relived by her comment, regardless of the embarrassment he felt to her seeing him like this. “Now please Stoppable-san sit and I will help you bathe.”

Ignoring as best she could the tremendous serpent that rigidly stared up at her with one all seeing eye. Yori helped Ron get comfortable as possible upon the tiny wooden stool. From someplace, Ron had no idea where, a large fluffy sponge appeared along with the necessary soap and he felt his back getting scrubbed. He could fell the sponge working its way along his back, its slight coarse texture grating at the flesh on his back, removing the dirt and sweat accumulated from the day’s battle. He could almost let his body relax but for the fact that Yori whispered in his ear, her warm breath blowing in the lobe. Occasionally a wonderful firm breast would brush up against him sending a shiver down his spine.

Ron had his eyes squeezed shut; he had never been this close to a naked woman, except when he had been Kim and quite happily changing out of her cheer costume along with the other girls. But this was different, now he was naked with her scrubbing his back. He silently prayed that this would go all the way. Or at least it was, his whole body convulsed as a wall of cold water struck his head and ran down all the way to his posterior. Sputtering out the icy stream he spun around staring at the lovely young lady, questioningly.

“Now Stoppable-san we do the front.” He paled slightly regardless of the warm smile she gave him. Ron figured he would explode all over her and embarrass himself with his genera lack of control.

Ron hadn’t realized it but at some point she had removed her undergarments and now knelt behind him naked. The ninja girl was very pleasing to the eye; Yori’s hair wore no red ribbon running through its black mass so it hung slightly longer with the bangs tumbling in front of her eyes. An exotic face looked upon him with lovely dark eyes and her lips seemed fuller, moister than at any other point. As he had noted before her body was slightly plump but solid muscle, Ron wasn’t into those girls that were nothing more than a rail post. Breasts were picturesque with a roundness he had never seen before the nipples seemed to be more erect than before. She knelt behind him getting the sponge and soap ready, between her legs was a large mass of jet black hair covering her pubic area but plainly visible was a set of pink lips hanging slightly below, they seemed to glisten with dampness as she worked.

It felt good, the way her hands moved across his chest, working the warm lather about. She leaned up against him now, her breasts pushing into his back, coarse hair bristling against his lower spine. Yori leaned over him working the sponge over his shoulders and around his torso, gliding her hands slowly about, leaving a long trail of white suds in their wake.

His fists clenched tight as he tried to control himself, her hands shifted diagonally about his belly and down between his legs. She worked up and over his shaft, along its length. She moved slowly as if enjoying every moment of handling his member, savouring the feel of the strength and rigidity. It seemed to take forever before her hand moved down scrubbing his testicles and finally over his legs ending with scrubbing his feet. With a final splash of cold water rinsing off the suds Yori had finished with him, he was clean, no more dirt remained upon his body just in his mind.

“There Stoppable-san that was not so bad; it is your turn now.” She handed him the sponge and large bar of soap and with trembling hands to took them, not entirely certain what to do with them.

He began like she had done, wetting down her back with the cold water. Yori gasped and stiffened as the liquid poured down her spine. With soap in one hand, implement in the other Ron began scrubbing in a sort of wax on, wax off method. There did not seem to be as much suds as he remembered there being on himself. But Ron being the persistent character kept at it scouring at the ninja’s back, her sides and gradually working down to her pert little bottom, just before it was blocked by the wet wooden seat.

Nervously considering his work done, he poured a bucked of cool water over the dark flesh of his bath partner, slashing down with his hand rinsing off the soap scum. Looking upon his handy work, well as far as he could tell she was clean. “Stoppable-san” she joked “I will not be able to enter the bath if you do not clean my front.”

Poor Ron had never been with a girl and he had only dreamed of being with one this sexy, so was slightly out of his league, right now unsure of what he should do. Plus his erection just would not go away; he was amazed it hadn’t blown its top yet.

Perhaps sensing his apprehension or ineptitude, Yori gently took hold of his hands guiding them to the best places for him to wash. Slowly, carefully they wound about her each breast, over and between the glorious mounds and finally about the nipple. Ron was giddy in amazement at how something so soft and supple could be so firm. Kneeling behind the glorious lady ninja he watched as the much more prominent lather slowly, supplely slithered down her dark body. The white lather gathered between her breasts, down into the folds about her abdomen and clinging to the small mat of hair between her legs.

“Stoppable-san” she giggled “I had not realized you had brought the Lotus blade into the bath for I can feel the mightiest of blades jabbing me in the spine.”

Quickly realizing what she was talking about Ron almost jumped backwards in embarrassment but she held him firm pulling him back so his raging member still rubbed against her body. Moving his hands about she now helped him cleanse her belly with long circular strokes. Ron could feel her pubic hair brush up against the palm of his hand. Occasionally he would look down to watch his brilliant white cock leaking fluids cross her richly tanned back, the slimy trail glistening in the feeble light.

Letting out a gasp as he felt the sponge move even lower, massaging the area between her open legs. The sopping mat of hair brushed over the palms of his hands, her lips running between his fingers. There was an odd warmth emanating from between, the heat would not be doused by the cold water splashing about.

Yori leaned back into him her head resting upon his shoulder, a soft moan escaping her lips. His hands became entrapped as Yori ground her legs together, but still together their hands did tiny circlets about her pussy. Craning over her shoulder Ron watched in fascination at the tiny dance his big clumsy hands were doing, intermittently their fingers would slip between her lips burying themselves deep inside her body. This was so much better than any apple pie.

Suddenly Ron felt her body stiffen as she gasped for breath. He felt her body shutter several times, her legs locking tight holding his hands firmly. Several small moans then finally a long high pitch squeal and his little ninja girl collapsed against him. She lay there letting him hold her, one hand still clutching tightly to her beaver the other cupping her breast.

Breathing heavily Yori turned her head slightly “I think Stoppable-san we should partake in the bath now.” But she still remained leaning against him for several minutes.
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