Now that she’d relaxed, Bonnie gave her butt a few more playful pats. Her little boy-toy was wiggling his heart out, probably trying to get her so turned on that she released him. It was honestly his best chance and, if she wasn’t careful, he might do it. For all her disparaging remarks, Bonnie couldn’t deny that Ron knew his stuff when it came to being a sex toy. Regardless, this was a battle of wills, so she just had to outlast him, break his spirit, and then be ready to gloat when she showed off that Ron no longer belonged to Kim. Confident in her plan, she took a breath, and then opened the door to hurry off to class.
“Hello, Bonnie,” Kim said coldly. The redhead stood in the doorway with her arms crossed, foot tapping impatiently, and a look that seemed ready to kill.
Bonnie blanched, suddenly regretting every decision that had brought her to this moment. “H-hey, Kim,” she mutedly replied, like she’d forgotten how to speak above a whisper. “What’s, uh what’s-” The disgusting mole-rat scurried atop Kim’s shoulder and mirrored her death glare as he impatiently tapped his foot. “-up?”
Kim extended her hand, palm up, and flexed her fingers. “Rufus told me everything. Now give him to me.”
“Wait, the rat told you? That’s, heh-heh, ridiculous.” Bonnie tried to sidestep away, but Kim blocked her path. “You know that no one will believe-”
Kim slammed her other hand to the wall with a thud that left a dent. “Give him to me!”
Bonnie squeaked, quickly fished the tiny boy from her ass, and threw him at Kim before rushing off.
Kim grabbed Ron with both hands and brought him up to her face for a thorough examination. “She didn’t hurt you, did she?” Kim demanded as she turned him around in her hands. She was unbothered by his nudity, having caught him pleasuring other girls more times than she cared to count. “No signs of bruising. Looks like we got to you just in time.”
Ron chuckled as he half-heartedly pushed Kim’s probing fingers away. “Thanks for saving the day, but there’s no need to worry. I’m-whoa, buddy!” Ron laughed as Rufus pushed him over, tickling the boy’s bare skin with his whiskers as he more thoroughly checked for signs of damage. When he found none, the mole-rat gave Kim a thumbs-up, to which she sighed in relief. “Seriously, guys. This isn’t my first rodeo. I know how to handle myself in this kind of situation.” Ron waved off as he sat up.
Kim looked nonplussed. “She had you in her ass, Ron. How were you going to handle things?”
“Simple. All girls like it when I play with their asses, and Bonnie’s especially sensitive back there. I just had to make it to her anus, and I’d have her orgasm in the middle of class. She’s found out, I’m saved, and everything’s fine, just like always.”
Kim added a rosy blush to her frown. “This isn’t fine, Ron. Bonnie basically stole you right off the floor, off Rufus’ back, no less. What’s to stop her from trying again?”
“Well, I’m pretty sure she peed herself when you interrogated her, so that’s one thing,” Ron replied with an easy-going shrug, making Rufus snicker. Ron then set his hand down on Kim’s palm. “Honestly, KP, I’m grateful that you care enough to worry about me, but there’s no need to stress out. I’ve been dealing with this all my life, so I know how to get by.”
Kim tried not to shake with anger. She’d had this conversation enough times to know that it never went anywhere, yet it still felt worth repeating. “It’s wrong, you know. You’re a person. It’s wrong for people to use you as a sex toy.”
Ron shrugged. “People use you as a world saver.”
“That’s not the same, and you know it.”
“It’s close enough,” Ron reasoned. “People use each other all the time. That’s just how the world is. We use other people to get things that we can’t have on our own. I use you for emotional support and to help with my homework, and you use me to pull your butt out of the fire on missions, which I’m pretty sure makes four times in just this last month.”
Kim snickered.
“See. You were feeling down, so you used me for emotional support right back.”
Kim shook her head. “I didn’t use you, Ron. You did that on your own because you’re my friend. That’s not the same as shoving you down my clothes just to get back at someone.” The first bell rang before Ron could retort, prompting Kim to race down the hall before the second bell marked her tardy. Ron and Rufus held tightly onto her fingers as she ran. She slid into the classroom and back-flipped into her desk, only to finally realize that Ron was still naked. As discretely as she could, she created a wall with her body and arms to grant her friend some privacy as Rufus brought out one of many changes of clothes.
As Ron got quietly dressed, he couldn’t help but look up. Kim’s breasts were directly above him. She wasn’t the biggest he’d encountered, but he still liked them. They were like a smaller version of Ann’s, but Ron figured that saying that to Kim might make things awkward. Even though they’d known each other all their lives, in a lot of ways, they lived in entirely different worlds, and Ron tried to respect that. In his world, he’d been shoved into enough women’s shirts for boobs to have lost all taboo value, so there was nothing wrong with staring at his best friend’s chest. There was also nothing wrong with imagining what they’d feel like if she squished them around his body. He imagined that it’d feel pretty great, once more drawing on his experience with Ann.
Failing to notice Ron staring, Kim saw that Ron was finally dressed and relaxed her wall. That being said, she still kept an eagle-eye out for her fellow students. Lots of people, boys and girls, would steal glances at the tiny boy now in his tiny desk atop hers. She saw the looks in their eyes and knew what they wanted. Granted, it’s not like she didn’t know what it was like to be stared at. She was frequently on TV, either humbly accepting thanks for saving the day, or being filmed mid-chase as the bad guys tried to run away and shake her off in some elaborate, action-packed chase scene. Most people considered her too far out of their league to even make an attempt, which was a mixed bag in itself, but few were ever shy about asking Ron for what they wanted.
It frustrated Kim to no end how selfish these people could be. They didn’t know Ron, didn’t want to know him, and didn’t care about him at all, as far as she was concerned. They just wanted to use him to rub one out before tossing him aside. Thinking on what Ron had said earlier, Kim wondered just what sort of relationship she had with the boy. They were friends, and it seemed like a given that friends would rely on one another. Whether it was emotional support, or that one time with a giant frying pan, they always had each other’s backs. She took him to Bueno Nacho, and he listened to her yammer on about the latest fashion. They were friends, equals, and partners, yet she wondered if there was more, or if there should be more.
Whatever they were, the class had started, and so teen emotional drama could wait. Kim smiled down at Ron and gently scratched Rufus’ head as the little critter curled up protectively around Ron’s desk. For all its ups and downs, this was turning out to be just another ordinary day.
Or was it?
1 Continue the normal day
2 Skip to after school where Kim and Ron do homework at her place
3 Kim starts feeling the sort of urges that she usually represses
4 Wade calls with a mission
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