“So, we’ve got some dollies for my little dollies,” Shego noted as she examined the latest items added to her basket. “Gonna see what playing house is like from the other side, huh, pumpkin?” she laughed as Kim averted her gaze. “Well, I guess that just leaves my scrumptious little lemon drop. So, what do you say, sweetie? Did you have anything in mind?”
“I, um, well…” Ron stammered, rubbing the back of his neck. “I guess I’ve never been much of a toy guy. I like it… raw.” He’d never been shy about his sex life before, even if he refrained when Kim was around. However, saying it while neither of them had a choice felt awkward.
“I think we’re in agreement there,” Shego replied with a nod. “You’d rather go up my ass on your own instead of in a plug.”
Ron swallowed his apprehension. “I don’t mind asses, especially the big, soft ones, but that’s… not my first choice.”
Shego’s brow climbed up her forehead. “Oh? Do go on. Where does my sweet little lemon drop want to go? And can my yummy little pumpkin come along? I’d hate for her to feel left out of the fun,” she taunted, barely able to keep the grin off her face.
Seeing Kim’s confusion, Ron exhaled and shook his head. This was bound to happen anyway, so he might as well get it over with. “I like being eaten, alright!” he blurted. “Not just mouth play. I like being swallowed and coming out the other end.” A glance at Kim confirmed how pale she’d become.
“Hehe, seriously?” Shego chuckled. “Oh, I knew you were a little whore, but to think you’re a—what’s the word?” She paused to think it over. “Oh, right, a belly slut, haha! Mmh, that is too rich, skinny buns.” Then she noticed Ron’s shaking, and her expression softened. “Not that I’m shaming your kink or anything. We all like what we like. It’s just a little surprising, you know.” She decided against revealing that she’d been spying on the pair for a while now, and that’s how she knew this was unusual.
“Well, it freaks Kim out, so I don’t do it too often. Usually, it’s just my mom, or maybe Ann if she’s available… like during a sleepover.”
“Sleepover…?” Kim muttered. “Ron, h-have you been sneaking around and letting my mom swallow you without telling me?”
Ron smiled sheepishly. “Uh, define sneaking?”
“Ron, do you have any idea how dangerous that is!?” Kim screamed. “That bitch threw her son away, but accidents can still happen. What if mom was hungover and forgot you were there before taking a morning shit?”
“She didn’t!” Ron shot back. “She and my mom had these special alarms to tell them, just in case. We were careful.”
“Oh, and your mom, too. She birthed you, changed your diapers, and apparently, whenever the mood strikes, she swallows you like a grape so she can shit you out! And you did aaall of this behind my back, to boot. Real nice job, best friend,” she said as though it were the worst insult in her arsenal.
“Okay, this is why I never told you,” Ron replied. “I knew you’d overreact.”
“Overreact? Yeah, that’s a good word for my friend needlessly putting himself at risk for a one-way trip down the toilet. Sure, just say I’m the unreasonable one.”
Shego cleared her throat, drawing her pets’ attention. “Just to make sure we’re on the same page, what’s the big deal?” she asked. “The last I heard, lemon drop was practically the town bicycle who even offered his services for conjugal visits. You seemed fine with him going up an inmate’s ass for—what, hours?—so why make a stink about him taking the full tour?”
Kim blinked in stunned silence. “Did you seriously just ask that? How stupid are you?”
“Hey!” Shego warned, but Kim wasn’t listening.
“Being swallowed and shit out is the most dangerous thing a minizora can do. More than a thousand minizoras are taken out of the sewers per year in the US, and those are just the ones that are found!” Kim stressed. “Most of the time, owners and guardians never report them missing, and the police do almost nothing to investigate, let alone prosecute. Unless they’re celebrities, missing minizoras get less attention than missing dogs! And all of that is before we even get into the sewers, themselves, which are—” A finger to the mouth silenced Kim’s rant.
“Point made, pumpkin,” Shego sternly stated. “I get that your heart’s in the right place, which is why I’ll overlook you taking that tone with me.” She and Kim silently stared into one another’s eyes, with the latter suffering an egregious case of little-dog syndrome and seemingly forgetting their power difference.” And now that you’ve said your peace, let’s let my lemon drop say his.”
Ron felt the women’s eyes fall upon him, but tried not to look at Shego. “Mom and Ann were worried about the same stuff, which is why they made me promise not to do it with anyone but them. They were the only ones who’d be careful, and they made sure I knew all the tricks to alert them from inside. We were always careful, Kim. The fact that I’m still here proves that.”
“And what about Shego?” Kim demanded after pushing the giant finger away. “You think she’ll keep you safe?”
Shego smirked confidently. “Well, I plan to—”
“Safer than me!?” Kim cut in, causing the others to blink. “You know that’s why they kept you safe, don’t you? I could kick grownup ass by the time I was seven, so the only reason they never flushed you was because—”
“KIM!” Ron shouted. A long and uncomfortable pause followed as the two tinies stared at one another. “You’re upset that I kept this from you. I get that, but don’t say anything you’ll regret later. Our moms loved me. Sure, it was a minizora kind of love, but it was still love. They never let anything bad happen to me, not because of you, but because they cared. Bonnie, yeah, I didn’t need anyone to tell me to avoid her gut. But mom and Ann were different, just like I knew you would be once you finally started treating me like a real minizora.”
“F-finally?” Kim questioned at a much softer volume.
“After Yori, I thought things would be, like, a whole new chapter for us,” Ron implored. “You’d start carrying me in your underwear instead of just your shoulder. Then, in time, maybe…”
“My stomach?” Kim finished, and Ron tentatively nodded. “You were gonna ask me to… to…”
“Don’t act so shocked, pumpkin,” Shego interjected. “The boy had a thing for you for most of your lives. Of course, he’d want to experiment, especially after you got that stick out of your ass.”
“Shego, please,” Ron begged, not wanting to inflame the already volatile situation.
“As for you, lemon,” Shego continued, fixing the boy with a stern look. “Go over these safety measures with me.”
Ron stared stupidly at the giant mercenary.
“Not you, too. I literally just said, like, ten minutes ago that I planned on keeping you, and losing you down a toilet sounds humiliating on both ends. So, I’d like to know how I can swallow you without putting you at needless risk. How’s that sound?”
Ron blinked again. “It sounds like I’m having a hard time not making a joke about eating shit.”
“Good for you, but we can discuss the details later. For now, I think we need to relax after all that yelling. Are you two thirsty?”
While Ron acquiesced, Kim didn’t respond. She was too lost in her imagination, particularly the image of her mom swallowing Ron and pooping him out. She’d seen enough minizora porn videos to know what happened in between, and it sickened her to think that she used to masturbate to such imagery. Though, picturing a cute little face poke out between a pair of luscious butt cheeks made her thighs grind, even now. Despite knowing that Ron got eaten sometimes, she always knew, knew, that she was the reason he was safe. She was his protector, after all. However, to know that he’d been doing these dangerous things behind her back, and with her mother, of all people... it was too much. They’d always been best friends who told each other everything. How could he have kept this from her? Did she know him at all? And their moms were in on it, too. Just how many loops had her ‘boyfriend’ kept her out of all this time? And now, Ron was negotiating with that wretched, loathsome cunt to do the same, leaving his so-called girlfriend out to dry while he had fun throwing his life away.
1 Shego sees that Kim needs attention from her owner
2 Shego lets Kim fuck Ron to release stress
3 Shego tests one of the new dolls on Kim
4 Shego ignores Kim and continues her day
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