By
Barnabus
Written: 3/25/06-3/29/09
(Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable, Dr. (Mrs.) Possible, Dr. Draken, T/G, M/F, fantasy, mast, consensual sex.)
SUBJECT:
Dr. Draken uses an evil machine to switch Kim Possible’s and her sidekick Ron Stoppable’s minds into each other’s bodies.
AUTHOR’S NOTE:
Three years ago, I tried to publish a Kim Possible story on a site that shall remain nameless. I carefully included the caveat in my preamble “And for the politically correct crowd, it is assumed that both teens are eighteen years old. They celebrated their 18th birthday yesterday.” The story was rejected and I received an e-mail castigating me for writing about an underage heroine. The story was published on a !Yahoo group that has since disappeared.
Since then, three things have happened: First, three years have passed, and Kim’s creators have determined that she would age with each season (unlike Betty and Veronica, who are still in high school after 67 years or so), which resulted in the second item: Kim and Ron have graduated. Thirdly and most important, being graduates, they obviously are of age. So instead of making Kim and Ron 18 years old when the ‘Dr. Draken Mind Switch’ episode took place, I am declaring that Dr. Dracken has resurrected his mind switch machine and post-graduate Kim and Ron have once again found themselves in each other’s bodies. Other than a few minor modifications, the story is unchanged.
I hope this satisfies the politically correct crowd.
(By the way, I am not interested in exploiting underage girls. But I have always enjoyed Kim Possible, who happened to be less than the correct age.)
It goes without saying that this story involves sex and other adult situations. It should not be read by Kim Possible Fans who are under age.
SUBJECT CONTINUED:
In the *Kim Possible* series, there is an episode where the evil Dr. Draken uses a diabolical machine to switch Kim Possible’s and her sidekick Ron Stoppable’s minds into each other’s bodies. Since Kim and Ron were probably sophomores in that episode, they would doubtless be underage and writing a story about them would not be proper.
However, now they have graduated, (and are of age). And by the pure chance, Dr. Draken decided to take out the mind switch machine. And low and behold, once again, Kim and Ron’s minds end up in the other’s body ;=). This story picks up where each teen’s mind is in the other’s body, supplying scenes that might have been omitted in the (after graduation) episode. Rated R for sexual situations and lemon content.
WARNING:
This is an adult story, containing sensitive material depicting graphic sexual situations. If you find such material offensive or are underage, this story is not suitable for you. Please do not read further, but bypass this story for one more suitable for you.
COMMENTS:
Kim, Ron, Bonnie, Dr. Draken, and Mrs. Possible are copyrighted, trademarked, and owned, etc. by Disney. If Walt were still alive, I never would have considered writing this story. But his successors in the corporate world have continued to show a blatant disregard for Walt’s moral values and integrity, so following their guidance, I am borrowing Kim et al for my own fantasy pleasure. The story was created without the copyright owner’s permission, either implied or expressed.
The story is written for enjoyment and entertainment purposes only, and no commercial profit is expected to be made from it. It is not to be resold for profit. It may be copied for personal use or for posting on other sites, provided they are free sites . . . that is, no "membership fee", no ‘adult verification service’, and no sites that sells their mailing list or member’s information to outsiders. (Hey, let’s be fair! If I’m not going to make money from my work, why should someone else?)
(If you do copy this story to another web page, please give me the courtesy of an e-mail, so I can see where my work is going. Who knows? Maybe you’ll introduce me to a new favorite website!)
Like most stories of this ilk, at the end of the story (unless there is a sequel) the characters are magically returned to their original condition, undamaged, unharmed, and unchanged in any way with no memory of the events that have taken place. . . It is as if the story had never happened, because, after all, it never really did.
The story begins after the mind switch has taken place. (Please bear with me: It’s difficult to describe a situation where a male brain is in a female body, and vice-versa.)
And for the politically correct crowd, it is assumed that both teens are eighteen years old. They celebrated their 18th birthday yesterday (see note above).
Birth control is used in this story, and, of course in 'real life’ every reasonable adult should know that he or she should behave responsibly when participating in sexual activities and he or she wishes to avoid unwanted conception and the spread of disease.
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Chapter 1. Ron in Kim’s Body
Having Dinner with Kim’s parents was difficult on both Ron and Kim, each being in the other’s body. And eventually the question of sleeping arrangements rose. Dr. (Mr.) Possible felt it was obvious that Kim’s body (with Ron’s mind) should sleep in Kim’s bedroom and Ron’s body should go to his home to sleep there. His wife felt exactly the opposite, and Kim’s mind agreed: Neither felt they wanted to expose all of Kim’s personal and private possessions to Ron’s mind, even though it was in Kim’s body.
Eventually to Ron’s (mind) disappointment, he took Kim’s body to his home and prepared for bed.
His first major shock was as he stood before the toilet to relieve himself. Fumbling with Kim’s Cargo pants, he searched in vain for his penis and went through a moment of panic, not finding it! But he realized that it wasn’t his body, but Kim’s. Suddenly embarrassed, he quickly covered himself, then studiously, pulled down his pants and sat. Fortunately, things occurred normally. Carefully taking some toilet paper, he self-consciously blotted himself and quickly redressed.
Inevitably, bedtime came and he had to remove his/her clothes to prepare for bed. Trying to behave properly, he slipped out of Kim’s shoes, cargo pants and pulled Kim’s top over his/her head. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and stood awestruck. Kim Possible in her panties and bra was staring back at him with her enormous, saucer shaped green eyes.
During the past two or three years, Kim had made that magical transition from girl to woman, and Ron had been there to see it. Even so, he simply wasn’t prepared for the reflection facing him.
He slowly moved closer to the mirror. Ron had never seen Kim in her panties and bra before! Unbidden, his hand moved up and enclosed his own breast, sending thrills through his own body! He wanted to be ‘nice’, but he knew if he had his own body, an enormous erection would be forming. As it was, he had a funny feeling . . . inside his panties . . .
He liked the way his body felt as his breasts were touched, and had the presence of mind to lock the door before he did anything else. Then, back before the mirror, he ran his hands over his own breasts again before fumbling behind his back to remove the bra. How do girls manage this? he wondered. It was absolutely impossible! Finally, in desperation, he slipped the straps from his shoulders, pulled out his arms and slid the bra around so that the clasp was in front of him, easy to unhook.
With the limp bra hanging from his hand, he looked up and saw himself in the mirror!
Wow! It took his breath away! And that funny feeling inside his panties grew even more!
Again, he touched his breast, taking his nipple and giving it a typical boyish pinch!
“Owwww! That hurts!” he complained to himself, pulling his hand away. But like a magnet, he eyes were drawn down to his own nipples, they were sticking out, and he gently took hold of them, tugging and experimenting, finding he could gently roll them between his fingers causing his body to explode with feeling. Gentle rolling was the key word!
He experimented with fondling his own (Kim’s actually) breasts, and found that gentle was much better than his normal inclination to maul them.
As his breathing began to increase, Ron figured he’d better stop! After all, it was Kim’s body he was playing with, and even though he was willing, she hadn’t given him permission!
Ron always slept in his boxers, but Kim’s body wasn’t wearing boxers! So, bare breasted and wearing Kim’s panties, he turned out the light and climbed into bed.
Sleep eluded him as his curiosities continued to spin through his mind. And after only a few minutes, his hand moved to his/her belly and slid southward. There was nothing surprising to the touch of his hand as he caressed Kim’s mons, but there was an excitement that he felt inside of him that was new to him.
Slipping his hand inside his/her panties, there was a distinct visceral change in his feelings. Carefully, meticulously, he began exploring this new body. When he caressed his/her lower mons, there was a definite reaction, but he didn’t know why. His fingers slipped further and found Kim’s lower lips. Slipping a dainty finger between the lips, he gasped as he discovered her slit. Slowly he explored this virgin (for him and probably for her, too) territory. He found the entrance to her vagina. Slowly, he slid in a finger but found the orifice tight and it wasn’t long before he felt some resistance and it began to hurt! He withdrew his finger. That was private! It belonged to Kim! He knew that a girl’s maidenhead was somewhere around there, but he wasn’t sure where and he didn’t want to mess with Kim’s virginity. However, he did note how sensitive the area around her vagina was.
Exploring further, he found a nub a little higher up, and that touch sent such a surge of feeling through him, he almost fainted from the stimulation. It was so sensitive that almost any direct stimulation bordered on painful. It was much more effective stimulating it indirectly by manipulating the flesh around that sensitive organ.
Ron’s breathing increased as he maneuvered this sensitive area of his female anatomy, even becoming more stimulated, more excited, until . . . . until . . . . until the fireworks went off and it was the ultimate act of self control to keep himself from screaming out loud as his/her hips thrust wildly, her inner muscles spasming and contracting, her stomach wrenching, Ron’s mind almost shutting down as his body contorted with paroxysms of ecstasy!
Uhhhhhh! So that was female orgasm! Wow! If this is what a girl feels during orgasm, it was inconceivable that any woman would refuse any man any time or for any reason! No rational person would pass up that kind of bliss! But as physically satisfying as Ron found the experience, there was still an emptiness inside his heart! Sex for a guy is largely a physical activity. He remembered that for girls, sex requires a relationship, an emotional connection as well as the physical.
Female orgasm was different than male orgasm. For one thing, it seemed to affect his/her entire body . . .
It never occurred to him that Kim might be doing the same explorations on his body in her own home!
Chapter 2: Kim in Ron’s Body
Kim (in Ron’s Body) entered her familiar bedroom, strewn with stuffed animals and other feminine accouterments. She felt at home here. But why wouldn’t she? It was her home.
When it was time to relieve herself, she entered the bathroom, she pulled down her baggy pants and sat on the toilet seat, her mind wandering. Suddenly, she was spraying all over. Surprised, she discovered the problem almost immediately. In Ron’s body, she had a penis. And she had to direct the flow! She had to take aim!
Quickly pointing . . . herself . . . downward into the bowl, she completed her task.
Once finished, she wondered if she had to wipe herself. But she stared down fascinated at what she was holding in her hand! It was Ron! Or at least it was what made Ron a man!
After cleaning up her mess, washing her face and brushing her teeth, Kim got ready for bed, but somehow it didn’t feel right to dress Ron’s body in her own pajamas, so she decided to sleep in Ron’s boxers. Moving to the light switch, she passed a mirror and stopped, staring at herself! Embarrassed, she quickly glanced around to be sure she was alone. Then she moved closer to the mirror.
There was Ron, standing before her in all his glory! Well, maybe not glory, but there he was. Kim ran her hands over the body she was wearing, feeling Ron’s muscles. He might be a little scrawny, but she could feel the teenage muscles, the firm body. Even though he was not broad shouldered, he had obviously developed a fair amount of muscle as he traipsed around with her. She liked the way Ron’s body felt!
Guiltily, she took another quick glance around the room, then self-consciously pulled down the boxers. There he was! He was limp, but as she watched, he began to grow and rise before her very eyes! Gingerly, she reached down and touched Ron’s manhood. Then she took it into her hand. There was a thrill that went through her body.
“I shouldn’t be doing this,” she quickly thought to herself, pulling up her boxers. She went to brush her hair, but Ron didn’t have that much hair to brush, so she turned off the lights and climbed into bed to lie in the dark, smiling to herself. Sex was an awesome force. And she was alone, wearing Ron’s body. And she was sporting a massive erection!
The temptation was too great. Once again, she slid a hand inside of his boxers to explore the terrain. Every touch, every caress stimulated her more in a way that she’d never experienced. Once more she took hold of his/her member.
“Mmmmmmmm!” The feeling was exquisite! She slid her hand along the shaft toward the tip and her eyes popped open twice as wide as usual! Is this what boys feel? No wonder they are always fixated on sex! Kim’s estimation of Ron rose several notches as she appreciated his self-control and restraint all these years they had been best friends. Ron’s image formed in her mind.
She slid her hand back down the shaft and felt something growing in her, something she couldn’t understand, something irresistible, something . . . incredible! She imagined her arms around Ron, holding him close to her.
Without thinking, she gave herself a couple of more strokes and suddenly she was spasming, spurting with wild abandon! She squeezed Ron’s member and increased the response, not sure of what was happening. By the time her climax had ended, she had concluded what had happened and was amazed by the feelings boys must have to deal with. And the urges they had to control!
With what she had learned about Ron this evening, she wondered how their relationship would change in the future.
As she lay panting in her bed, it never occurred to her that Ron was also panting after having explored her body in her own home!
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The next morning, Kim’s mother was changing the linens on Kim’s bed when she found the stains on the sheets. She paused, staring at the evidence before her! Ron was becoming a man! And her Kimmie was becoming a woman!
A dreamy look came over Mrs. Possible’s eyes before she brought herself back to reality and completed removing the sheets and taking them to the wash machine.
Chapter 3: Ron and Kim try to live in the ‘wrong’ bodies.
The next day, Ron and Kim each had breakfast with their respective families. Both felt the tension as they knew that although they were still the same Ron and Kim, their families each saw the other person sitting across from them. Both felt uncomfortable and left early for school, meeting on the corner. Walking to school together, just as they often did, they discussed their dilemma, coming to no conclusion.
In school, they attended class. Fortunately, most of their classes were together, but at least one time, Kim (in Ron’s body) absently walked into the girl’s room. Amidst schoolgirl shrieks, Kim was unceremoniously thrown out and had to find the boy’s room. Since she was in a boy’s body, she decided to try the urinal. It took some effort, but she managed to complete the task. She was aware of the strange rippling feeling beneath her fingers as her (Ron’s) body performed the process.
At lunch hour, Ron and Kim had a run-in with Bonnie. Kim (in Ron’s body) could see how cruel Bonny was to poor Ron (in Kim’s body) and although Kim tried to come to her own defense, Bonnie dismissed her as insignificant. Bonnie’s dismissal of the person she saw as Ron made Kim feel terrible! She felt the rejection that Ron must undergo every day, the abuse! No wonder he was always trying to come up with these grandiose schemes to gain popularity!
She also found anger against that bitch Bonnie welling up within her, which Kim quickly squelched. She also felt something else about Bonnie that she couldn’t quite identify.
Finally, it came time for the regional Cheerleader competition! Kim feared for Ron as he tried to fill her shoes!
To give him credit, he did better than she expected, but was still far from adequate! Kim came to the realization that this must be the life that Ron always leads: attempting to achieve adequacy and never really making it. It was only as Kim Possible’s sidekick that he excelled.
As Kim (through Ron’s eyes) scanned the cheerleading squad, her/his eyes lighted on Bonnie, noticing the way she jiggled as she did her routine, catching glimpses of her panties as she did her leaps. Kim watched transfixed, as for the first time she was watching Bonnie through male eyes and she felt herself becoming aroused.
Slowly, she became aware that although she still had the mind of Kim Possible, the body she was wearing was that of Ron Stoppable! And that body was filled with male hormones and had reactions of its own. Bonnie may be a bitch, but to the male eye, she was sexy as hell! Embarrassed, Kim tried to pull her eyes away from Bonnie, but another flash of panties kept her eyes riveted to the hem of her skirt and Kim realized her body (or rather Ron’s body) was growing an erection!
Shifting, trying to find a way to hide what was happening, she turned her eyes back to Ron (in her own body).
Those breasts! Kim was used to them, she had seen them growing on herself and was at home with them. But looking at them through Ron’s eyes was really turning her on! Then there was a glimpse of panties beneath the skirt, and she burst into a full-blown erection! She felt lust for her own body!
As soon as she could collect her thoughts, she realized that this was the way Ron felt about her! She was feeling Ron’s visceral reactions, even though her own brain was in the body! It was amazing!
Suddenly, tearing herself away from her introspection, Kim realized that Ron was in trouble. There was simply no way he could play her part as head cheerleader, so, as the audience observed, Ron Stoppable’s form leaped from the stands, grabbed the pom-poms from ‘Kim’s’ hands, and completed the routine, ending in a wild jump and crashing down in a splits!
Almost as soon as the competition performance was completed, Kim got a call from Wade, sending her to Dr. Draken’s newest hideout. Poor Kim (in Ron’s body) limped to the Dr. Draken’s lab. (Kim hadn’t taken into consideration that Ron Stoppable had _*NEVER*_ done the splits before, and by forcing his body into that contortion had stretched the muscles of his body to the point of agony!)
Even so, Ron, Kim and Rufus in their respective bodies had engaged and defeated Dr. Draken and Shiego, and ultimately Kim and Ron’s minds had been returned to their own bodies!
Back at school, Kim realized what a relief it was to be in her own body again. And the expression on Ron’s face showed he was glad to be back in his own body also, although he still felt the agony of his stretched muscles. “Kim! Do you know what you’ve done to me? I feel ruined for life!” he complained.
Kim commiserated, apologizing to Ron for abusing his body.
As they moved through the halls, they ran into Bonnie. After her experience of the day before, Kim watched Bonnie carefully, observing the sexy wiggle Bonnie used whenever she was around any male, even Ron. Kim also observed that Ron was effected by Bonnie’s presence . . . the sexy wiggle was obviously working! Knowing what to look for, she noted a slight bulge forming in Ron’s pants.
Just as Kim was beginning to get mad, Ron tore his eyes away from Bonnie and turned his attention back to Kim. Possessively, Ron took hold of Kim’s arm and led her away, almost as if he was stating that _*Kim* was his girl! _ and he was going to hang on to her! It didn’t matter how attractive Bonnie was, or how hormonal he might feel toward Bonnie.
Kim was pleased as punch as Ron’s possessive grip on her arm took control of the situation, steering the two of them down the hall and out of Bonnie’s seductive presence. There was almost the pride of ownership as she used her elbow to press Ron’s hand against her side.
At lunchtime, they sat together on a bench outside of the cafeteria where they could have some relative privacy from the rest of the student body.
“Kim,” Ron started, feeling the necessity of admitting his shortcomings to his best friend. “When I was in your body and went home to sleep in my bed . . . I . . . . I . . . uh . . .” Ron was turning red. “I touched my . . . that is, your . . . breasts!”
Kim blushed and dropped her eyes. Remembering how she had explored Ron’s body, she asked, self consciously, “Is that all you . . . touched?”
Now it was time for Ron to blush and drop his eyes. “No. I explored more! I . . . well . . . we’ve been best friends since Pre-K. And you’re not a little girl anymore! And I’ve never been with . . . with a full grown woman . . . like you . . . .”
Kim was even more embarrassed. She knew her body was probably as mature as many high school girls’, but she really didn’t consider herself a “full grown woman”! But the only thing separating her from being a “full grown woman” was a high school diploma!
Ron confessed what he had done with her body, and since they were best friends, she felt obligated to reciprocate.
“Last night, I . . ." Kim found herself stuttering. “I . . . did some exploring . . . of my own! I learned a lot about boys . . . “ she stammered, “ . . . about men . . .”
And, in an instant, she decided to be totally honest with Ron, her best friend. “I learned a lot about _*you*_ . . . and the way your body reacts . . .”
Even more embarrassed, but glad she had spoken the truth, she concluded: “I’m sorry, Ron!”
More than ever before, Ron wanted to kiss her! But they were surrounded by their classmates, so he simply took her arm and squeezed it. He mouthed the words, “I love you, Kim!”
Kim smiled, her green eyes gazing into his. “Tomorrow afternoon, my parents, both of them, are attending a conference out of town. They’ll be gone for a couple of days. And the dweebs will be at a sleepover with some friends.” She hesitated, knowing that if she continued she was making a promise. She spoke, committing herself. “Do you want to come over and watch a movie?”
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That night, in her own room and in her own body, Kim brushed her hair. She loved the feel of her own luxurious long red hair. Putting on her pajamas and climbed into bed to lie in the dark, she smiled to herself. Sex, that awe-inspiring influence! She’d been thinking more and more about it lately, especially since one of her good friends recently had confided to Kim that she and her boyfriend had gone all the way the previous summer. The excitement Kim had experienced from Ron’s body the previous day told her that he longed to make love with her more than anything else in the world! And Kim wanted him, too! Smiling, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a pleasant slumber.
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Some distance away, in his own body, Ron Stoppable fantasized about his ‘best friend’! He purposely chose not to masturbate that night! If the next night was going to be ‘the night’, he wanted to be as fresh and ready as he could!
Chapter 5: Kim and Ron give their bodies
Self consciously, the next day neither had spoken much to the other at school. Fortunately, there had been no calls from Wade requiring their action. And surreptitiously, both had contacted Wade separately telling him that they would _*NOT*_ be available for assignments that night.
When school had ended, they walked to Kim’s home and let themselves in. Kim dutifully prepared a snack for them and they settled down to watch the video Kim had selected: BOLERO starring Bo Derrick. Obviously, it was a ‘chick-flick’, romantic and syrupy! Normally, Ron would have preferred something with more action. But tonight, he didn’t care. He simply wanted to be with Kim! Ron and Kim had been best friends since Pre-K, but during their high school years, he had begun feeling attraction between them more and more. She had incredible, wide, green eyes that made Ron feel unsteady inside, and yet he liked it. He tried to put on a pert and perky air for her benefit.
But soon silence fell between them. As the movie progressed, Ron let his arm drape over her shoulder and Kim rested her head on his shoulder, and she slowly realized that Ron was paying less attention to the movie, and was spending more time looking down at her breasts. He had barely touched her this evening, but she felt that she had been touched in most of the erogenous zones of her body.
The movie progressed until it came to the point where Bo Derrick said, “I guess I’m not a virgin anymore!” Kim paused the video.
They let their eyes meet and part, both still uneasy with the attraction they were feeling. Kim felt a warmth in her stomach and even lower.
“I’m a virgin,” Kim stated to Ron.
“I . . . kinda . . . thought you were . . .” Ron responded.
Kim though for a moment. “I know that when I’m out saving the world some time, I might run into a villain who can capture me . . . .” she whispered, “ . . . and rape me.”
The though hit Ron like a sucker punch in the belly! His eyes hardened. “I guess that’s true! But I’ll protect you! I promise!”
Kim smiled and put her tiny hand on his chest. “Thanks. But don’t make promises you may not be able to keep.”
She took a deep breath before continuing. “I’ve never really thought about it, but I guess I’ve been saving my virginity for someone special! I’d know when the time is right! Even if the right time didn’t come until my wedding night.”
Ron nodded.
The conversation lulled for a few moments.
“Are you a virgin?” she asked, unexpectedly changing the subject.
Ron dropped his eyes and nodded, slightly embarrassed at the admission.
“I think that’s sweet!” Kim asserted.
“No one would want to . . . you know . . . do it with me. I guess I’m just a loser like they all say.”
“You are _not_ a loser!” Kim declared vehemently. Then it was her turn to drop her eyes and whisper, “And _*I*_would.”
Neither spoke. Their new relationship was hinting of growing into something more. The paused video was ignored in the background.
Ron bent toward Kim in that slight, questioning way where the boy is expressing interest, but leaving it up to the girl to commit further. That left the choice up to the girl.
Kim waited with her face uplifted, so Ron leaned over and kissed her, keeping his hands to himself, taking nothing for granted. Her lips were soft, innocent and closed. So were his. When he straightened, they both smiled.
Kim took his hand in hers and kissed it. The looking into his eyes, she stated simply, “I think I’ve found someone special! And this is the right time!”
She kissed his hand again, then lowered it to her breast, and he felt her stiffen. But he knew what she was feeling! After all, he had experienced it two nights ago!
They both knew the other’s bodies. Both knew what excited the other. And both were uniquely prepared to please his or her partner.
Kim couldn’t forget the lust that she (when she was wearing Ron’s body) had felt for Bonnie, and then for her! Knowing that Ron’s feelings for her were so incredibly strongly really turned her on! Kim didn’t know how long Ron had felt this lust for her, but she knew that she couldn’t leave his needs unsatisfied. She wanted to fulfill those needs, those desires! She genuinely wanted to give him what he wanted! What he truly needed!
And she wanted it, too!
Ron was hesitant. Kim said, “You’ve always wanted to take the lead in our adventures, and I’ve never let you. This is the time for you to take the lead. Please don’t make me take the lead tonight!”
She kissed him. His hand on her breast searched for and found the nipple. The thrill that his touch sent through her making her warm and tingly was more than motivation enough for her! She let her hand fall to his lap and find the shape of his already erect manhood through his pants! She didn’t want him to think she was just a tease . . . no, Kim wanted Ron as much as she knew he wanted her! Tonight was the night!
Kim broke the kiss and leaned back. She gave him a squeeze, and then placed her hand over Ron’s, pressing his palm against her breast.
Standing, she turned off the TV and DVD and took Ron’s hand to lead him to her bedroom. There were two candles burning and the coverlet on her bed had been turned down. She had put on the sheets with the red hearts in anticipation of Ron’s visit. It was corny, she knew, but it was the best choice she had. There was also a hand towel by the pillow.
Ron moved close behind her and slid his arms around her, capturing a breast in each hand. Kim crossed her arms in front of her, hugging his arms and hands to her. His fingers found her nipples and began rolling them again! Mmmmmm! It was magic!
She grasped the hem of her lime green top and drew it upward until his hands and arms blocked her progress. Realizing what was happening, Ron took the top and began lifting. Kim raised her arms over her head and Ron peeled the top off. She turned to face him.
He was staring dumbfounded at her bra-covered breasts with a stupid look on his face, her top hanging limply from one hand. Kim took the top, lay it on a chair and turned to face Ron. She had chosen this bra carefully: she had outgrown it a year or so earlier, so it was too tight to be comfortable. But her smallish breasts more than filled it, making her look more ‘busty’ than usual. Her nipples had also matured during the last year and their shape was readily discernible through the bra.
Kim began to fumble with his soccer shirt, but coming out of his trance, he took over, pulling his long sleeved soccer shirt over his head.
Their eyes riveted together, he unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, sliding them down past her knees. His cargo pants followed and both of them stepped out of their pants, he dressed only in his boxers, she in her bra and panties. Again his eyes centered on her breasts and tentatively he cupped her, each hand finding and gently rolling a nipple. (He remembered: Gentle rolling was the operative word!) Kim shivered and captured his wrists, careful not to interfere with his hands on her breasts or his fingers rolling her nipples. Moving slowly, she led him to the bed, trying to keep his fingers in contact with her, performing their magic!
“Ooohhh!” she whimpered as she sat on the bed and the two of them lost physical contact. Ron knelt before her and removed her shoes and stockings from her small feet. Then sat beside her and removed his own. He saw when she started to reach behind her to undo the clasp on her bra, and moving rapidly, his hand found the hooks first, which he quickly unfastened. Kim wondered how he had learned to unfasten a bra so efficiently, but without comment allowed the straps to slide from her shoulders and off her arms revealing her small, high set, perfectly shaped absolutely symmetrical breasts. They were incredibly appealing!
Suddenly self conscious about her smallish breasts, Kim raised her hands to hide her naked mammaries and her barely covered pubis from Ron’s hungry eyes.
Ron simply put his arm around her and the two of them leaned backward, reclining on the bed. With his free hand, Ron drew the concealing extremity away and gently cupped her naked breast. Kim knew that lying on her back made her small breasts collapse and become even smaller, but Ron’s fingers firmly lifted and supported her breast, pointing her nipple upward where his lips found it. With a gasp, her modesty was forgotten as he nibbled on her taut nipple and began to apply suction, drawing it into his mouth.
This was something Ron had always dreamed of doing! It hadn’t occurred to him to try this when his mind was in Kim’s body, but even if it had, it probably would have been a physical impossibility considering her small breasts.
Kim was receiving such stimulation from Ron that she was bordering on the comatose! She was receiving everything from him, and giving nothing back. But her subconscious mind remembered the lessons she had learned while her mind was trapped in Ron’s body. Rolling to press her nipple into Ron’s mouth, she managed to slide her hand inside of his boxers and wrap her delicate fingers around his member. She was a little awkward since she was approaching him from a different angle and thus had to adjust her grasp.
Ron seemed so much bigger than he had been before! But then again, Kim’s hand was smaller than Ron’s. She began stroking him as she had before. Ron moaned. “Be careful, Kim,” he whispered. “I’m so turned on I’m liable to cum at any moment!”
Ron reciprocated by sliding his hand inside of Kim’s panties eliciting a whimper of passion. He remembered the lessons he had learned from her body: he touched her but avoided direct contact with her clitoris, but rather stimulated the flesh around her sensitive female organ.
Within minutes, the sum total of mutual manipulation culminated in both of their bodies and both were moaning, thrashing, groaning . . . orgasming. Kim’s hand was covered with Ron’s white jism while Ron’s fingers were coated with Kim’s female juices. Both were spasming, clutching each other, totally out of control and out of contact with everything in the world except each other.
Finally, Kim simply couldn’t take any more stimulation and she grabbed Ron’s wrist pulling it away from her pubes to clench it to her breast as she moaned and cried, throbbing in time with her rapid fluttering heartbeat, her body rigid before the quivering waves of physical fulfillment.
Chapter 6: All the way.
Gradually, the real world intruded on the receding ecstasy of the two teens, Ron on his side lovingly gazing at his beautiful girlfriend, Kim on her back, staring, unseeing, at the ceiling.
“That was BIG!” Kim managed to croak out.
“Not, ‘no big!’ . . .” Ron taunted in a squeak.
“BIG! Definitely BIG! Like . . . I mean . . . Wow! BIG DEAL!”
Pleased with Kim’s satisfaction, Ron remained still, snuggled next to his beloved ‘best friend’!
After an eternity, their breathing and heartbeats returned to normal levels and the two were once more side-by-side, both almost naked, arms entwined, flesh to flesh, each feeling great love for each other.
“Ron . . .” Kim whispered.
“Yes . . .”
After a moment’s hesitation, Kim continued. “I’m still a virgin!”
“I know.”
There was a longer hesitation. Kim looked at Ron. It wasn’t exactly the puppy-dog pout, but more of a puppy-dog pleading in her eyes. Tonight was the night!
Ron asked, “Are you protected?”
“No,” Kim replied, “but I have a condom!”
Ron smiled. “So do I!”
It was Kim’s turn to smile. “Yours or mine?”
Kim was closer to the edge of the bed, so she swung her feet to the floor and padded the two or three steps to get her jeans from the floor. Ron enjoyed the view as, beautifully naked, she moved away from him and bent over to pick up her jeans, retrieved a package from the pocket, and dropped the jeans onto the chair. Kim paused, nervously, for a moment, then pressed a button on her CD player. The haunting strains of Ravel’s Bolero quietly entered the room. Kim gave an embarrassed smile before returning to the bed.
Ron received the package from her hand and watched appreciatively as she lay beside him, again. Her self-consciousness had returned so she kept her eyes averted as Ron pushed his boxers down his legs and off. He used them to wipe away the semen before he dropped them on the floor beside the bed. Even though he had just climaxed moments before, the wonder of youth already had him rising as he rolled the condom over his member. Then he rolled toward her, and he began to caress her again. His touch was exciting and his fingers were still damp, but her fear of what was about to take place kept her from full enjoyment of the magic in his hands.
Obsequiously, she elevated her hips as he slid her panties down and she lifted each leg to slip out of her underwear.
He tried to elevate her excitement with his touches, but she was too nervous to respond, even to his magical fingers. After a few moments, she turned her green eyes to meet his, grasped his shoulder and pulled him over her, separating her thighs so he could slip between her legs without effort.
She slipped her arms around him and they meshed together, touching in every place that counted. Their mouths aligned. He had soft, full lips and although his kiss was awkward and inept, she liked it.
Ron was nervous, too! This was something he hadn’t been able to practice when his mind had been in her body. (The thought _*had*_ occurred to him, but he had no idea how to approach it!) He began trembling as he searched for the entrance to her womanhood. His complexion seemed to turn green with nervousness and Kim heart went out for him. She wrapped one arm around his shoulders drawing him into a deep kiss while her other hand gripped his buttocks, pulling him toward her as she spread her knees wide, as only a cheerleader can, to open the way for him.
Both teens felt awkward, fumbling together as young people do, and both gasped when Ron slipped between her outer lips. Wide-eyed they each stared deeply into the other’s eyes. With her hand on his buttocks, she pulled him and he slipped deeper into her. Kim took a deep intake of breath and closed her eyes. He was huge! She was frightened and agitated, but happy! She wanted him! She pulled some more and whimpered, squinting as he pressed against her maidenhead.
Despite his climax a few moments earlier, he had grown hard as a rock, thanks to his youthful resilience. He felt her spasming around him. “Are you alright, Kim?”
Eye’s still closed, biting her lip, Kim nodded. “Go slowly!” she implored and began to pull on him again, but he resisted her this time. Confused, Kim looked up at him.
“I love you, Kim!” he whispered.
The nervousness in her face relaxed and a smiled formed. “I love you, Ron!”
And she pulled on him again, and this time, he pushed forward. “Aiiiieeeee!” Kim screamed as he broke through her hymen, her body clenching around him, her face contorting in pain.
Distressed by her reaction, Ron tried to pull back, but her grip on his buttocks would not allow his retreat. Her other hand dropped to also grasp his backside and although there was still pain on her face, with both hands she pulled him hard and he slid deep into her.
“Uuuuhhhhh!” It was more of a grunt this time, and both of them lay quietly, panting, conjoined.
Slowly, Kim’s face relaxed, it took some effort, but she opened her eyes and met Ron’s. “I guess I’m not a virgin anymore!” she whispered, and they both smiled.
Ron tried to press deeper, but couldn’t. Instinctively, he withdrew an inch and felt her natural lubrication spread over him, so that when he tried to press deeper, he slid in unimpeded. After a few strokes, he reached his deepest depths, feeling his pubic bone against hers, their pubic hair matting together, his testicles bumping against her bottom.
He held her close and began squeezing her in time with the music. Kim grunted as he squeezed her and, embarrassed, Ron loosened his grip but slid both of his hands downward to cup her buttocks . . .
“Mmmmmmmmmm!” It was a satisfied moan from Kim this time, and her eyes closed contentedly.
Sex, WAS an awesome drive! Kim had experienced great pleasure when her mind was in Ron’s head and she had explored his body. It had left her wanting to make love to him, just as she knew he had wanted to make love to her!
Ron began a slow thrusting in and out of her, each thrust seeming to thrill her and touch her in a special way. His thrusts fell into time with the unwavering incessant beat of Ravel’s _*Bolero*_ playing on her CD player.
“Ron is my special someone!” Kim thought to herself. “And this is the right time!” She was happy that she was here and that she was with Ron! She relaxed her muscles and wrapped her legs around his hips, beginning to experiment with lifting her hips to meet his thrusts. He responded quickly and soon they were pounding into each other as the music crescendoed, and their breathing increased. Kim wasn’t sure what to do, but she tried to meet his urgent thrusts, wondering if her body should be doing more, if she should be feeling more. She still felt excited and stimulated from the climax she’d had a few minutes before, but why wasn’t she approaching a climax this time?
“I’m . . . cumming . . . .” Ron squeaked between gasps.
“Good!” Kim responded, not quite sure what she should say,
She realized she wouldn’t cum when Ron did, but it didn’t really matter! She was making love with Ron and she was treasuring the intimacy they were sharing.
Ron surged into a frenzy of pumping, unconsciously matching the swell of the music, gasping, calling her name, and finally, losing control, pressing deeper than she thought possible and convulsing. Kim held him close as she felt the intensity of his spasmodic reflexes as his climax gripped him, his seed pulsing into her. She felt his commitment to her and their love. Both of them were stunned by the intensity of what was taking place between them! The _*consummation!*_
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Lying tangled in twisted sheets, ensconced in each other’s arms, gasping furiously, an idle thought passed through Kim’s mind: ‘Her mission: finish homework, do chores, save the world from bad guys . . . and take time out for a home-run with her boyfriend!’
She smiled contentedly. Oh, yes! A grand slam, out-of-the-park home run!
Chapter 7: Epilogue
Dr. Possible, Kim’s mother, lifted the lid of the hamper and opened the door to the washing machine. She was surprised that the wash machine wasn’t empty since everything she washed was promptly put in the dryer. Absently, Dr. Possible began pulling the fabric from the washer to put them in the dryer. Her brow furrowed as she recognized Kim’s “Valentine” sheets covered with red hearts, since these were not the sheets she had put on Kim’s bed last week. Why would Kim change sheets in the middle of the week, and then wash them after only a day or two of use?
And suddenly, she suspected why!
Kim had wanted to talk to her that morning, but she had been too busy getting her husband off to work.
Laying the bottom sheet on the laundry table, she examined it more carefully. It wasn’t hard to find the remains of a blood spot. And it took very little extra effort to see the outline of semen stains. There was no way evidence like this would not be observed by a mother who loved her daughter as much as Mrs. P. loved Kim!
Mrs. Possible’s eyes misted up. She fervently prayed that Kim’s first time had been as good as her own first time had been!
Her little girl, her _*‘bubble butt’*_ wasn’t a little girl any more. She was a woman! An adult!
Mrs. Possible knew that she couldn’t say anything to her husband since Dr. Possible still imagined Kimmie in pigtails and braces, where sex was nothing more than a gender! This would have to be Kim's secret. And she would have to honor Kimmie’s secret!
But, as she took the sheets and poured some peroxide on the blood stain traces, Kim’s mother also knew that the time had come . . . no, the time had passed . . . but either way, she would have to make time to sit down for a long talk with her daughter! Tonight, if possible!
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