Finally, the mercenary returned to her apartment, letting Ron ride in her hand the whole way. It was cute how he sat and fidgeted to make himself comfortable, rubbing his bare bottom against her palm. Once inside, she used her free hand to open her purse and inspect her other pet. At first, Kim still looked barely conscious as she mindlessly humped a lipstick tube, but she snapped awake when the light hit her eyes.
“Hey, w-what’s…” The redhead paused to look around. “What the Hell? Am I in your purse?” she asked in offense. “It was bad enough riding in your boobs. At least those are soft. But you throw me in here with the lent? What’s the matter with you?”
“Kim, don’t you remember?” Ron asked.
“Remember? Remember what?”
“What were you doing before I put you in my purse?” Shego clarified.
“I…” Kim trailed off as she thought. “I-I don’t remember. It feels like my body’s covered in slime, which I’m pretty sure is from a mouth,” she observed with overt resentment, only for her frown to deepen. “B-but I don’t remember that.”
“You had another episode, KP,” Ron told her from their owner’s palm. He then tapped her finger to be let down, which she thankfully obliged, picking up Kim and putting them both on her bed. The sheets bounced lightly as Shego sat nearby, but Ron kept his focus on his girlfriend as he inspected her body. “It was bad,” he gravely informed. “You weren’t just horny. It’s like you weren’t even there… A-and you p-pushed me away.”
Kim’s pupils shrank to pinpricks as her face went pale. “I… No. No, I couldn’t have… could I?”
“The fact you don’t remember should make that clear,” Shego sternly countered as her (relatively) slender fingers ran along Kim’s body and created space between the tinies. “Kimmy, I want you to know that I care about you.” She paused to let the words sink in. “I care about you like a middle-aged dude with a small prick cares about his new sports car,” she clarified, loving how both pets’ expressions twisted. “If you don’t purr like you’re supposed to, then I’m not doing my job. And right now, something about you isn’t working right, and I’m not the kind to keep broken toys.”
Kim flinched and tried to reach for Ron, but Shego kept them apart.
“Which is why—” Shego paused for dramatic effect, “—I’m taking you to get fixed.”
Kim blinked up at the giant villain. “… wat?”
Shego smirked. “Ronny was surprised too, but it’s not hard to figure out. Broken toys are no fun. So, if I want to get the most out of my little redheaded slut, I need to fix you.”
“Oh yeah?” Kim defiantly shot back. “And how are you gonna do that?”
“Well, my more behaved pet and I talked it over, and we decided on a treatment on your behalf.”
“Do you have to put it that way?” Ron asked in frustration.
“Um… duh. Why would I do otherwise?”
Ron pinched the bridge of his nose. Arguing would just encourage her, so he opted to focus on what mattered. “We think it’d be best if you went away for a while and stayed with someone who could help you.”
“Away?” Kim questioned.
“Think of it as a medical leave of absence,” Shego added as her fingers idly played with Kim’s butt and boobs. “You get to go on a little vacation until you’re ready to act like a real minizora without these weird heat flashes and blackouts.” When Kim’s eyes fell on Ron, Shego added, “And don’t worry about my little lemon. He actually appreciates what I have to offer, so he’ll stay with me while you recover. It should probably go without saying, but just in case either of you get any funny ideas, you’re both my hostages. If either of you tries anything, it won’t end well for the other. As you may have noticed, I have a longer reach than you, so if either of you misbehaves, I can reach the other and—”
“Yeah, yeah, you made your point,” Kim huffed, blushing as she pushed her chest into Shego’s knuckle. She hated how much she loved the pressure against her breasts, and had to fight against holding the oversized finger for more. Then, looking at Ron, she asked, “So, who’s it gonna be?”
“Uh…” Ron looked at Shego. “I don’t think we settled on anyone.”
“Don’t worry, lemon. I know just the person to help little Kimmy get her head screwed on right. And no, I won’t spoil the surprise.” Then Shego’s eyes fell on Kim. “Here’s how it’s gonna work, pumpkin. When we get there, you’ll be in your new caretaker’s custody, but you’re still mine. However, until I get you back, I expect you to behave yourself. If your caretaker wants you to crawl up someone’s smelly asshole, you’d better not complain. And you especially better not try running away. Or else, by the time I find you, which I will, I’ll be very… irritated. Understand?”
Kim huffed her discontent, but when Shego’s enormous face drew closer, she knew she couldn’t keep silent. “I understand… mistress.”
Shego grinned and dug her ring finger between Kim’s butt cheeks to stroke her pucker. The tiny girl’s moans sent shivers of power through the woman’s body. This was how things should be, pet and owner writhing under one another’s touch. But, alas, much more was likely to trigger another episode, so she restrained herself to light groping. Then she checked on Ron, who’d been behaving by standing just off to the side where she’d pushed him. He wanted to reach out to Kim, but he knew his owner wouldn’t let him right now. It was ironic how the biggest slut in the room also had the most self-control, but that’s why Shego liked him. Ron was the perfect pet minizora, and the standard to which she’d hold Kim.
“Ronny, sweetie, I need to go make a phone call,” Shego said as she stood, causing both minizoras to lose their balance on the bed. “You can hold Kimmy, but don’t overstimulate her. Remember what we discussed.” At Ron’s nod, Shego left the bedroom and locked the door behind her.
Ron hesitantly approached Kim, fearful that she’d push him away again. Instead, she tackled him to the sheets and wrapped her limbs around his body like she intended to crush him. The blond boy gave a goofy and relieved grin as he returned the embrace, except he was mindful to keep his hands from Kim’s erogenous zones, which she noticed.
“Playing along when she’s watching is one thing, but you’re really going to do what she says when she’s not in the room?” Kim growled into the boy’s ear.
“She’s watching,” Ron whispered back, holding around Kim’s back as he pretended his erection wasn’t grinding between their stomachs. “I only caught a glance, but on the way back, there was a room with a bunch of security monitors. She’s probably got this whole place rigged, not to mention this caretaker.”
“So you don’t know who it is?” Kim asked as she held onto her favorite, most vexing person in the world.
“I don’t know who she hangs out with aside from other villains, and I don’t think she’d trust any of them with you,” Ron replied, fighting the urge to shift Kim so he could feel her nipples against his chest. “There’s her brothers, but…”
“Yeah, there’s no way,” Kim agreed as she sat up, still holding onto Ron. She looked down his body, past his shapely stomach, and toward his erection. The redhead licked her lips in desire, only for Ron to guide her chin, so their eyes met.
“She’s right, though,” the boy continued. “About the attacks, I mean. We don’t know what’s causing them, and neither of us is helping, so a change of scenery might be for the best.”
“So I can be a better pet?” Kim growled.
“I don’t want to fight, KP. That’s what triggered the last thing, and it hurt that you wouldn’t let me help you. In fact, I know people think minizoras aren’t good for much, but that was one of the few times I actually felt helpless.”
Kim’s expression softened as she rested her head against Ron. “Honestly, I can’t even imagine pushing you away for anything. I must have been loopy to do that.”
“Well, we were kind of fighting.”
Kim snorted a laugh. “So we’re passed the honeymoon stage and are free to fight with each other?”
Ron snickered as well. “Not the fairytale wedding I’d dreamed of, but a guy has to take what he can get, and I got this.” He pinched the redhead’s taught tummy to make her squeak. “We’ll get through this. I promise.”
The two remained silent for a while after, simply enjoying the peace and each other’s company. Then their owner came back.
“Good news, babies. I just got off the phone with pumpkin’s new caretakers. Everything’s set up, and they’ve agreed to my terms,” Shego explained with a relieved grin. “I’ve also arranged for a private flight to get us there, but there’s one issue. I still can’t let you know where we are, so we’re going to have to get a little… creative to get through airport security.”
1 Shego’s lying, and plastic pet carriers with padding will be fine
2 Shego wants Kim to climb up her ass for the trip’s duration
3 Shego drugs and swallows Kim so she and Ron can enjoy the flight
4 Shego smuggles the tiny teens in her panties
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