Chapter #6Tiny Ron Stoppable by: chaos   Ron Stoppable’s morning was going pretty normally. At school, he had just finished a fantastic adventure with his BF Kim, and was currently being slammed face-first into a giant, wet pussy. Ron wiggled as best he could as the fingers around him held firmly. They were less interested in feeling him squirm and more interested in pumping him as fast and hard into the snatch he was currently in. The girl using him was in desperate need of an orgasm and wasn’t able to wait for Ron to help her build to a big, heavy climax. It was too bad because Ron was pretty good at getting the ladies to explode pretty hard. It came from years and years of hundreds of hours of practice.
The girl forced him in one last time. The palm pushed against the bottom of his feet to help get him deeper into the pulsating cunt. He heard the moans above him as muscles seized his puny body, and a wave of fluids hit him. He remembered to close his eyes and hold his breath; he had been through this all too many times. Still, he enjoyed this part, the feeling of flesh rippling against him, the smell of cum, and of course the knowledge that puny, weak him had brought a woman to the point of ecstasy. As the muscles relaxed, he was flushed out, landing in the very same hand that had been using him. Wiping big globs of cum from his face, he was carried up to the smiling, bright red, and much larger face of his high school friend.
“Thanks a lot, Ron, I really, really needed that,” panted Monique as she held up the tiny, naked boy high above the bathroom floor. They were in a stall in the women’s bathroom, somewhere private where Monique could have some fun without anyone seeing. This wasn’t the first time Ron had been used for a quicky in the bathroom at school, although it was usually one of the cheerleaders who needed the release.
“Anytime, you know I’m always up for offering some Ron love. Could you just wash me up, please? I got to meet Kim before our next class,” Ron bashfully said, not sure if Monique wanted to go again. The dark-skinned girl nodded with a smirk before wiping herself clean with some toilet paper and pulling her pants up. They headed to the sink, where a blast of warm water washed off all the sexual fluids oozing over the tiny boy. Sighing, Ron scrubbed himself clean, once more getting himself fresh after some deep diving. It was all pretty normal for him at this point.
Ron was born tiny. It was a medical condition that only a few people had and made things very difficult for him growing up. When he was little, he had been so lonely and helpless, thinking himself just a tiny freak until he met Kim, his first and best friend. She taught him to be more self-reliant, never looked down on him because of his size, and treated him like everyone else. Through the years, he stuck with Kim, going from preschool to elementary to high school right beside her, or more precisely right on her shoulder. She was with him when he started learning about sex and how things are pretty different when your small enough to be a sex toy.
It was a fact; miniature people - or minizoras - were great for sex no matter what the big people liked, and the small person's libido was much higher than usual, even at a young age. When Kim had started puberty, Ron was already being borrowed by some of the older kids and adults for some very kinky fun. Ron lost his virginity to Kim’s own mom, Ann Possible, during a sleepover at his friend’s house. She was very gentle with him and taught him a lot, which was helpful because his treatment as a sex toy only increased as he got older. Lots of girls, even guys, all kinds of people loved to use him, and in truth, he didn’t mind too much as long as they weren’t too rough with him. He liked being useful, enjoyed himself, and even made some friends. Yeah, even though he was pretty much the community dildo, he was happy with his life.
Except for one thing, Kim had never used him as a sex toy. Ron loved Kim dearly and even told her that he'd do anything for her, anything, but she told him that she didn't want to potentially damage their close friendship by bringing sex into it. Ron respected that, even if, at the same time, a part of him longed to be closer to Kim. He wasn't sure if he had romantic feelings for her. Kim was a question in his life where he was uncertain what the full answer was. He knew he cared about her very much and would love to make her feel good like he had with their friends, acquaintances, and even Kim's own mom, but if she wasn't interested, he could accept that for now.
“You all washed up, cutie?” Monique asked him as he stood naked and wet in the sink. She gave him a look that Ron recognized meant she was thinking of picking him up and getting him dirty again. Not wanting to be late, Ron nodded his head and thanked Monique. Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he gave a loud whistle, drawing his other best friend and most available mode of transport.
Jumping up on the counter was Rufus. The naked mole-rat was technically Ron’s service animal, but really his trusted best friend. The furless guy usually stayed away when Ron was entertaining the ladies, giving Ron his privacy when he was enjoying himself. Rufus also carried a bag with a fresh set of clothing for him. While he knew that plenty of girls would love if he hung around naked all the time, he preferred to be dressed. Rufus squeaked in his shrill-toned voice, “ready?” and Ron hopped on his back. Rufus was a great ride for the tiny boy, often helping him when Kim couldn’t. Leaping away from Monique, Ron waved to her as they dashed into the school hallway, searching for their favorite redhead.
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