It’s 11:30am, as the Sun brightly shines into Ron Stoppable’s room, which looks like a Tornado hit it twice. Rufus is sleeping in Ron’s Sock Drawer, using one of his Socks as a Blanket. The room is eerily quiet, that is until Ron’s alarm clock goes off. "IT’S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!!!" The song blares throughout the room as Ron is shocked awake. He reaches for something to grab onto, but ends up falling out of his bed, which wakes up Rufus. He picks himself up off the floor and grabs his Shirt. "Come on, Little Buddy, first Day of Spring Break. Which means nothing but Sun, Fun & Video Games!" Rufus stands up and yawns as Ron puts on his pants and a pair of Sandals. He grabs Rufus and runs into the bathroom. Grabbing his Toothbrush, he turns on the Faucet to the Sink and brushes his teeth. Rufus climbs onto the sink and grabs a Toothbrush of his own and brushes his. The two finish and dash out into the hall and down the stairs.
"MOM! I’m up! Got the Waffles ready?" He runs into the Kitchen to see nobody at home. Only a note left on the table. He grabs the note and read. "Dear Ronnie, your father and I have gone shopping since last night you cleaned out the Refrigerator with your mouth. We will be back this Afternoon." Ron puts the note down and looks at Rufus. "Oh well, looks like it’s Bueno Nacho time!" Rufus shakes his head in excitement just as the house phone rings. Ron picks it up. "Hello? Casa De Stoppable." "Ron, I’m so glad I caught you" It’s Kim on the other line. A smile comes onto Ron’s face. "Hey, Kim. So how’s Cheerleader Practice?" "It’s fine, but I need a favor from you. I ran out of the house and forgot to grab my Mom’s Medical Supplies. Can you go drop them off for me?" The smile on his face quickly turns into a frown. "Aw, Kim. You’re really cutting into my Ron time." "Please & Thank You." Ron finally caves. "Alright, I’m on my way." "Good. The Tweebs should still be home so they’ll let you in. I owe you, Ron." She hangs up the phone as Rufus crawls into Ron’s pocket and looks up at him, wondering what’s going on. "Looks like we gotta make a small detour, Rufus. But this won’t cut into our fun time."
A Little Later…
Ron shows up outside of Kim’s house. He rings the doorbell, and a moment later the door swings open. Ron looks in and then quickly ducks as a Rocket shoots over his head followed by Kim’s Twin Brothers, Jim & Tim. "We should’ve used less fuel." Ron stands back up, wondering what’s going on. "Uh, what’s with the Rocket?" Jim uses a Remote Control to try to call back the Rocket as Tim explains. "We heard NASA was willing to pay for a new Cleaner Burning Rocket Fuel. We succeeded, but it makes the Rocket a little harder to control." Tim takes the control as Jim turns to Ron. "Kim called and said what you needed. Mom’s bag is upstairs in her room." Just then, the Rocket crashes in a Neighbor’s Back Yard. "Oh no, Ms. O’Leary’s yard. We gotta get that Rocket back."
They run off towards the Neighbor’s house as Ron heads inside. He climbs the stairs and walks into Kim’s Parents Room. The Bag’s not out in the open, so Ron decides to look for it. He checks the counter, under the bed, then checks the drawers. He opens one drawer, and his face starts to turn bright red as he sees what lies within…its Mrs. Possible’s underwear drawer. "Whoa!" He looks at the door to make sure no one’s watching, then grabs a few pair to see what they look like. He holds one up to reveal that it’s a Thong. "Oh, man. I never knew Mrs. P wore a thong! Dr. P is a lucky man!" He’s about to put the underwear back in the drawer when he notices a photo face down in the drawer. He picks up the photo to look at it, and his Dick almost shoots out of his pants. It’s Kim’s Mom, naked, and playing with her Huge Breasts. Ron drools uncontrollably, mesmerized by the photo. After a minute, Rufus snaps him out of it. He puts down the Photo and closes the drawer. His eyes gaze downward, and he sees her Medical Bag behind the door. He grabs it and runs back down the stairs, trying to get his mind off of what he just saw. "No! Stop it, Stoppable! That’s Kim’s Mom! What you’re thinking…it’s Sick & Wrong. Get your mind off of it!" He runs out of the house and closes the door behind him. Ron hops on a Public Bus headed Downtown as the Tweebs are getting scolded by Ms. O’Leary.
An Hour Later…
Ron arrives at the Hospital and walks through the sliding doors to see Mrs. Possible being congratulated by fellow Colleagues after a successful Brain Transfer Procedure. She sees Ron walking up to her and welcomes him. "Ronald! How nice of you to drop by. Kim told me what you’re doing. Sorry to cut into your free time." "No problem, Dr. P." He hands the bag over to Mrs. Possible. "Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some Nacos to scarf down. Plus, these hospitals bring back bad memories." "Nonsense, Ronald. There’s nothing to fear from Hospitals. Probably just something that happened from your last Check-Up." Ron gets nervous and starts to scratch the back of his head. "Uh, actually…I haven’t had a Check-Up in a while." Mrs. Possible gets a motherly look on her face as she folds her arms. "Ronald…" "Don’t worry, Dr. P. It’s on my To-Do List. But a man like me does have Priorities. Like Half-Price Tuesday as Bueno Nacho!" He’s about to jet off to his favorite hangout when he’s grabbed by Mrs. Possible. "And a young man like you needs to keep healthy. A small Check-Up won’t take that much time out of today, Ronald." "But you’re a Brain Surgeon, Dr. P." She turns and smiles at Ron before leading him down the hall. "But I also studied Basic Medicine in Medical School, which means I’m more than Qualified to perform Check-Ups on Patients."
She leads him to her Office. He’s about to walk in when she puts her hand up to stop him. "Sorry, Ron. But Rufus has to stay in the Waiting Room. Sterilization Rules" Rufus looks upset, but he jumps out of Ron’s pocket and scampers off to the Waiting Room. Ron walks into her Office and waits as Mrs. Possible remains outside. "I’ll be right with you, Ronald. Just have to make a quick phone call. She walks down the hall to the end and pulls out her Cell Phone, dialing in a number. She puts the phone to her ear and listens to it ring for a few moments before someone answers. "Hello?" "Honey, it’s me." "Oh, Hey sweetie. Everything OK at work?" "Yes, it’s fine James. Just wondering if we’re still on for tonight. The Twins are going to a Sleepover, and Kim’s got a Stakeout Mission. So it’ll just be you & me." "Oh, I’m sorry, Sweetie. But I gotta pull an all nighter tonight. NASA’s really been bugging us to finish our Robot so they can send it to explore Jupiter. I hope you’re not too disappointed." She sighed, looking very disappointed. "No…no, it’s OK, Honey. I’ll see you when you get home." She hangs up the phone, too upset to even say goodbye. She stands there, with her fist clenched tightly, as her mood changes from Disappointment to Frustration. She then turns back to the room to start her Check-Up on Ron. "You know…I’m beginning to think that I’ll never get laid."
Mrs. Possible reaches her office and stands outside, trying to regain her composure and not look to upset that Ron notices. "OK, stop thinking about this. You’re a strong woman, and you’ll get through this. It’ll just be another night with the Vibrator again." She walks into the Room and sees Ron struggling to put his Hospital Gown on. "Ron?" He turns his head and sees Mrs. Possible. "You see this is why I don’t like Hospitals, Dr. P. I think I put this thing on backwards." He turns around to show that he did put it on backwards…and his penis hanging out in the open. Mrs. Possible is awestruck at the sight of it. "My God…THAT’S what young Ronald is packing? Well, it does explain all of the clumsiness. My word. Maybe I won’t need a Vibrator tonight after all." A cute, but fiendish smile grows onto her face as she shuts the door behind her. Ron recognizes the look. It’s the same look that was on Shego & Bonnie’s face.
Mrs. Possible slowly moves closer to Ron. "Yes, Ronald, it is on backwards. But I think we can work around that." This confirms Ron’s suspicion. "Oh, no. Oh, No! She’s coming on to me. I can’t do this; this is Kim’s Mom. This is so sick & wrong! I gotta do something to stop her!" Ron starts going through his mind about what he can do to not appeal to Mrs. Possible, but before he can come up with a solution, a warmness comes at him from below. He looks down to see Mrs. Possible gripping his Cock. "Uh…Dr. P? Aren’t you supposed to be using a glove when you do that?" "Don’t worry, Ronald. I’m sure you don’t have anything that I don’t want. But you do have something I’m especially interested in." She begins to stroke his Dick slowly, as she licks her lips. Ron tries to fight it, but is losing badly. "Oh, God. Her hand is so warm. NO! No! Can’t get hard! Think about Basketball, Cold Showers…DNAmy!!!" She keeps stroking, with each movement getting Ron harder & harder. It starts to turn her on, also. As she can feel herself getting wet between her legs. "I can’t believe this. Just stroking this monster is getting me off. I gotta have this in my mouth."
Mrs. Possible squats down as she continues to stroke Ron’s shaft. Ron has a worried look on his face. "I can’t let this happen…but I don’t want this to stop." She comes down to eye-level with his penis when surprisingly she gets nervous. "Gee, it’s been so long since I’ve done this. Hope I still remember…don’t wanna put Ronald into a Coma." She opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out a little as she moves closer. Her Ruby Red Lips engulf the head of his Cock as she uses her tongue to lick all around it. Ron looks paralyzed with pleasure. "Oh, man. She’s not a pro…she’s a fucking Master! Her and Mr. P must have Freaky Sex every night!" She pumps her head back and forth on his Cock, as she slowly starts to take off her white jacket. She tosses it on the floor and starts unbuttoning her blouse, all without losing a step. She opens her blouse to reveal a White Lace Bra holding back those Incredible Tits. Ron instantly gets flashbacks to the photo. "I…I shouldn’t do this…but I can’t help it. I just gotta see them for myself." Suddenly, Mrs. Possible takes his penis out of her mouth and looks up at Ron. "Ronald, would you like me to show you something maybe Kim can do for you in a few years?" Ron nods his head yes, unable to speak from the pleasure. Mrs. Possible grins and slowly removes her Bra, letting loose her Massive Jugs.
She grabs them and pushes them onto Ron, so that his Penis is completely enveloped by them. Ron can’t believe what he’s feeling. "Holy Crap! My First Titty-Fuck!" She massages his Dick in between her breasts, pushing them together to make it even tighter. She gently licks his head, then moves her luscious breasts up and down over his shaft. Ron’s feeling at peek performance. "I’m sorry, Kim. But your Mom is the best Woman I’ve ever had. Hands down." Mrs. Possible looks up and notices Ron’s close to his Orgasm. She stops and stands up straight. "Oh, we can’t have you popping your Cork without having the Main Course." She turns her back to him and bends over, revealing a White Lace Thong. She moves it aside to show her Dripping Wet Pussy, ready to be penetrated. Ron stands there…stunned, until Mrs. Possible snaps him out of it. "Waiting for something, Ronald?" "No…Not a thing, Dr. P!"
He guides his Penis through her lips, into her warm, inviting box. She looks back at Ron with seductive eyes. "Ooh, you know your way around, Ronald. You must have had some experience." Ron gets nervous as he starts to pump her pussy, in & out. "Uh…yeah, a little." "Don’t worry, Ronald. I won’t tell your mother…provided you show me what you learned." His eyes light up, like seeing presents on Christmas Day, and he goes Balls Deep into her, making her moan in pleasure. "Oh, Ronald! Just how I like it! Keep going…Faster!!!" Ron picks up the speed, slapping his skin with Mrs. Possible’s Round Ass. He leans forward and massages her Bare Breasts, enjoying every moment of this. Mrs. Possible starts drooling uncontrollably, as she looks close to her Climax. "YES, RON!! YES!! I’M CLOSE!! I’M CUMMING!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Ron lets his load go inside of Mrs. Possible, as they both fall to their knees, sweaty and tired.
Ron tries to catch his breath, when he realizes what he’s done. "Oh, no. I didn’t pull out. Dr. P. I…" "Calm down, Ron. I’m on the pill. Mr. Possible & I learned our lesson after Jim & Tim." She gets up off the floor and helps Ron up, then kisses him gently on the forehead. "Thank you, Ronald. You don’t know how I needed that." "No problem, Dr. P. Glad to help out." Ron buckles up his pants and heads for the door when Mrs. Possible calls to him. "Ronald…if you’re not busy, maybe you can help me out around the house tonight. Kim’s Cheer Practice won’t end to late, and Mr. Possible has to pull and all-nighter." She looks at Ron with those same seductive eyes, which Ron still can’t resist. "Never too busy to help you out, Dr. P."