We turn to Shego, Bonnie and Vivian...

In Drakken's Lair...

Shego was finishing a moment of masturbation, which was why she was being ignored by Drakken. They had an agreement after he had bursted in on her... touching herself. He was given notice to avoid her when she was 'in' the mood, and he continued to live without deep plasma burns or at least burns which would not scar.

As she placed her figures within the folds of her most intimate area, she had the image of Stoppable in her mind as she saw him thrusting his cock which replaced her finger in the daydream. It was becoming a common daydream, which normally would have caused her to question it. Normally she would question it, when she was not under the unknown influence of the Gencom. The power of the digital genie was bring all of the passion and desire of the hot and hot headed henchwoman, which was spun on an existning foundation.

She had noticed Ron was not a complete loser or unattractive, not the muscle men she liked to pamper her but not nothing. He was as Drakken said, a buffoon. Except on those occasions when you could get him to focus and concentrate on the subject at hand, when he seemed to boost up a number of intelligence points even if he also had unusual goals. He seemed to be a man of great potential, but managed to handicap himself in some manner or another.

So she was getting an image of a young man with a body which while not overly gifted with muscles, was fit and lean with some muscle tone. Likely from all of the running and acrobatic dodging which he had performed during Kimmie's mission. Deep blue eyes and light blond hair, he had his eyes close while making a fucking face as he grunted and groaned with the beat of the fuck. She could feel his hands on her breats as he rolled them around while twisting and turning her nips. In the image he was making love to her while the Princess was performing her own act of masturbation, as if the fucking of her enemy and her boyfriend was the greatest porn she had seen.

This image morphed into an image of Kimmie Cub sucking out Shego's biological woman cave, trying to get the liquid white oil down the redhead's throat. The younger woman was fingering the green tinted lady's clit at the same time a tongue was thrust down the vagina. While this was going on, Shego was sucking off the cock of Ron Stoppable, one which was respectable for the size of the younger man. A cock large enough to get a woman's pussy feeling full, while at the same time not large enough to feel like she was getting speared by a blunt object.

Then it turned to the first image where Ron was fucking her, except it was from behind in a doggie style pose. With the additional aspect of plasma using girl licking out the cunt of the young redhead heroine who was dating the blond filling Shego up with love sauce. Kim's hands were in the dark hair of the other woman as all involved groaned and moaned.

The dreams morphed and shifted as they went in various cycles and twists on those cycles. Sometimes she was making love to Kim, other time she was making love to Ron and still other times she was making love to all three. There was even dreams where she was making love with one or both of them as well as other faceless women in some kind of orgy. Always females with Ron as the lone male, never more males then the single Stoppable. As she was making all of this dream loving, thoughts were dripping in her mind of leaving her current life to find Ron.

'Wonder if anyone else is having dreams like this?' thought Shego as she took her third orgasm.

Elsewhere...

Bonnie was having recurring dreams where she was acting like a french maid for her rival, Kim Possible. Plus a maid for her freak of a boyfriend, Ron Stoppable. Dressed up in a sexy version of the traditional maid costume, with shorter skirt plus deep cleavage and fishnet stockings, she was cleaning up the rooms in a mansion of the two of them as well as Monique. Or she was in the locker room cleaning up all of the cheerleaders under the command of Kim.

Then there were the erotic dreams where she was made to clean up after Kim, Ron and Monique... after they had sex. Sucking off the cock of the blond boy, and eating out the vagina and ass of the two women. Swallowing both the mixed sexual fluids of the eighteen year olds as well as the mix of cum and shit from the asses. Anal penatration was alright with her, but she didn't like placing her mouth to the much famed hole.

There was also the images of bondage where she was wrapped up in ropes, or placed in a latex version of the maid uniform which bind her arms like a straight jacket and had her feet in ballet shoes forcing her to stand on her toes. She also had a gag in her mouth which prevented her from talking, and sometimes have a little dildo sticking into her mouth.

Dream after dream she was humiliated by the images which played out in her head, yet this was not the worse thing for the vain and prideful woman. No, what was worse was the fact she kept on feeling sexual excitment from the images. When she slept with these dream coming in her head, she would wake up to her pussy dripping and making a wet spot in her bed. These thoughts would pop up in the middle of her masturbation sessions. She just couldn't stop herself from playing with herself while her humilation kept on flashing through her eyes.

Waking from one of these dreams, she head to the showers for an ice cold shower to see if this could break her from these erotic nightmares.

Still Elsewhere...

Vivian Frances Porter was taking a break from her packing of boxes around her apartment as she got ready to move in to her new home. She had been offered the use of Ron Stoppable's mansion as a home, with promises to help out with Ron's needs. She could still work at the Middleton Space Centre, but Ron did want a little help with his mission with Kim. Which was excellent for her as Wade Load was a genius and would be helpful for projects.

Still the topper was working with and 'under' that cutie Ron. Looking back she had not understood why she had not seen how hot he was when they were dealing with Finn. Yet now it seemed so obvious in her mind that she wanted to let him have his way with her. She was currently having her own sexual fantasies about him, while taking a hot and steaming shower.

She rubbed the liquid shower gel all over her naked body, getting a small layer of foam on top of her breasts and belly as she moved down lower while trying to avoid playing with herself in the water. The fact she had a removable shower head with a pulse setting was also a problem with the dirty ideas it put in her mind as she tried to get herself clean.

As her fingers glided over her breasts, she did spend a moment or two teasing her nipples and small pleasant electric feeling it evoked. Her pussy was starting to get itch and hot, waiting for something to be place in it. She was wondering if it might have been better to try a cold shower to cool her sexual desires.

As she thought of a naked Ron coming into her shower and trusting his cock into her hole, she wonder what it was she should be wearing to the mansion when she showed up for Ron. She tended for tube tops and short skirts plus ankle boots, which would normally get the tongues of the male sex wagging. She was wondering if she could slip into something sexier, but it was still too cool to wear a bikini top. Tube tops would have to be her plan, with a possible jacket. Skirts as well, yet if she could not wear something sexy as clothes perhaps she could wear something sexy under her clothes.

'I guess I'm going to have to look into sexy underwear of some kind. Perhaps something lacy or silky, or the opposite route with leather or latex. Perhaps something with a design like flowers or spirals for a pseudo-hypnotic effect? Studded with small fake gemstones or decorated with metal of some kind... as long as I stay out of a thunderstorm. Of course, it would be best for the panties to be thong like and the bra should cup as well as boost the plumpness of my lady lumps. Not sure I own something like that, I bet I could find a place which could sell this kind of lady's clothing.' thought V.F. as she tried to finish her shower without finishing herself off.