RIP!
Being naked, Rufus remained on high, while Ron fell, his pants left behind by a sharp edge of the ventilation duct that shouldn’t have been there. “Ow!” He landed shoulder down, boxers up inside the Club Banana store.
“Why does this always happen to me?!? I’m always left wearing my underwear!!”
“Lucky you,” three girls said.
“What? Wh-Wha-What??!!” Ron cried as he saw Kim, Monique and Bonnie in the all together, nothing left to the imagination! This put him on his feet. “Doesn’t this store have dressing rooms!!? Or is this some girls-only thing, like slumber parties??”
“Don’t come near us!” Monique squeaked, thinking, at last, to hide behind a rack of clothes. She almost made the mistake of trying to hide herself even more by pulling the clothes up over her; she had to remind herself, “Don’t touch...Don’t touch…!”
“Don’t come near you?! I’m Ron Stoppable, heroine’s sidekick! You can trust me! I’m not going to-” Bonnie screamed when he got too near to her. If she could, she would’ve rather have decked him. She kept her “perfect” boobs, ass, legs, (etc) where they were, too proud to show the humiliation she was feeling.
He changed directions, “Kim…” Just as she was beginning to explain, Ron was reminded why he had had to enter through the ceiling. “The window shoppers! -And, And, And look at you!!! I can’t have you be on display for those, those - Browser!” And quickly removed his red shirt and threw it over his best girl friend.
Only to see it burned away by a green fire. “OhKimwhat’sthematterwithyou!?!”
Kim sighed. “Obviously you’re as clueless as ever, Ron. There’s been an accident. We have an aura that makes our clothes invisible. No, worse than invisible! It’s like a disease. If you touch me, the same thing will probably happen to you, too.”
“Then I’ll do it, too!” Ron vowed. “I will not allow you to suffer alone!”
“Don’t you dare, Stoppable!!” Bonnie said, looking for a weapon in case he was that stupid. If he did get naked, there would be no reason not to kill him!
“Ron.” Kim tried to get past his thick head. “Women without clothes is one thing. Men without clothes is something else entirely.” A moment, then a moment later, Ron finally got the mental picture of what people would think of him naked. Being in boxers had been excused. The time he had decided to wear tighty-whitey briefs, he had almost been put in jail. Him naked? Condemned! Especially by his mom!
That’s right! That’s right! Mhm, mhm! Rufus chattered landing on Ron’s T-shirted-only shoulder.
Thu Jun 09 21:29:48 2016