RSAHNP - Britina’s gift. (Patreon)

Britina came back from her after show bath.

She had given another fully booked concert in Hollywood. As a way to end another tourné. She had been to Europe, Japan, Australia and given at least 6 shows in the USA.

Damn was it good to be home.

She sat down before her huge, shining mirror. A million flowers around her. Gifts from all her admirers and several would be lovers she had left in the dust long ago. Nicky Nick was still trying to get her back - Ha! - Not in this lifetime.

She took up a picture on her desk. It was a picture of a blonde boy with brown eyes and an absolutely lovely smile. In her mind she always called him future husband, or father of her babies, but his real name was…

Britina: Ron Stoppable… What is a girl to do to win your heart.

There was a knock on her door.

Britina: Yes?

Britina’s butler, Heckleworth, stood in the door. He was an outstandingly well statues slim, elderly gentleman in an impeccable suit. With an imperial British accent that would put Buckingham Palace to shame, he addressed the Popstar.

Heckleworth: Mam, you have a guest.

Britina: I am not really in the mood, Mr. Heckleworth.

Heckleworth: I understand Mam, but she downright insisted. She said you needed your best friend right now.

Britina blinked.

Britina: Oh?

Heckleworth: Mam… Miss Camille Leon.

Heckleworth opened the door and inn marched a gorgeously hot blonde. She was dressed in a wonderful turquoise dress that glittered.

Britina: CAMI!

Camille: BRITA!

Both girls swung out their arms and ran to each other. They exchanged kisses.

Britina: OMG Camille your lips!

Camille: I know, aren’t they gorgeous!

Britina: Is that Botox?

Camille: Heck no! It’s experimental genetic modification technology! It costs a fortune just to get in contact with the company who does it. And even more to get an appointment. But now I got these new peckers! What do you think?

Britina gave her friend a huge kiss right on the mouth. Britina had before kissed girls with fake lips, but these felt exactly like real lips, they were just huge.

Britina: I think you look spectacular, babe!

Camille: Thanks Hon! And congrats with the like totally best concert in history, EVAR!

Britina blushed: Oh Cami thank you, it really means the world to me. Want some champagne?

Camille: Like always!

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A little later the girls were in the hot tub with a bottle of ice cold champagne to go with it. They were both naked and they were sitting very close to each other.

Camille: Wanna go out and party tonight? I know this high fancy club that just opened. I’m sure we could get free drinks all night, and probably hook up with a movie star or two.

Britina: No thanks babe, but thanks for the invy.

Camille: What’s wrong Boo? You always were ready for a wild night out in the past.

Britina: I know, babe, I know, it’s just… I… I feel so utterly lonely, lately.

Camille made a gesture at her person.

Britina: Not that way lonely babe.

Britina raised her glass to meet Camille’s and she met it half way with a clink.

Britina: I mean… lonely… as in… missing a boy lonely.

Camille: Ooooh, I see, then maybe we should check out if there are some Rockstars who are ready to go on a date with…

Britina: No, no Camille, I already have a boy in mind…

Camille: Nicky Nick? He is kinda of a jerk, but I guess the mags would be over the top for a reunion, and…

Britina: No, not Nicky Nick… it… See, he is completely… unknown… or at least… he thinks he is unknown.

Camille leaned forward towards her: Spill.

Britina blushed: He actually asked me out several years ago. He asked if I wanted to go to a party with him. And trust me… if I hadn’t had to give a concert that night to a charity, then I would have screamed yes. But… I think I sorta hurt his feelings with my abrupt: no… It wasn’t because I didn’t wanna go with him, but because… well you know how I can’t say no to helping sick children…

Camille: Yeah yeah, you are like totally, an angel, now tell me about this boy… is he handsome?

Britina: He is soooooo cute, and he is so adorable. He is just my type. Dorky, nerdy and he has the most splendid sense of humor. He is clumsy and brave… He is so amazing.

Camille: And what about the body? He must be a real Hercules.

Britina: I suspect he must be in good shape, otherwise he can’t keep up with Kim Possible when she brings him on missions.

Camille: Oh, I heard that name… some kind of teenage hero right?

Britina: She is actually a dear friend of mine. But how she manages to keep her hands off Ron is a mystery to me. I for one would mount him as many times as he could take me.

Britina emptied her glass and filled it again.

Camille: So… what are you gonna do to win him over?

Britina: Oh for heaven's sake, Cami, how in the world would I do that?

Camille: Are you really asking that? You are teen idol for crying out loud. Go right up to his front door and claim him then and there - easy does it.

Britina: I suspect it won't be so easy babe. Last I heard was that Kim and Ron were a thing or something. I might be a teenage idol but… I don’t think my appeal is that great that I can compete with a teenage hero like Kim Possible.

Camille: Of course you can babe!

Camille stood up and marched through the water to sit right next to her friend - and to get a refill of her drink.

Camille sat down in the warm bubbles again.

Camille: You are Britina for crying out loud - again. And you can get any man, if you put your mind to it.

Britina smiled. The two girls began kissing, hot and tenderly. Britina was in awe of the new lips her friend had gotten. They felt incredible.

They withdrew again and glanced into each other’s eyes.

Britina: Okay… how would you score a completely ordinary boy from a small town?

Camille: Well, I would just walk up to him…

Camille had stood up again, and walked into the center of the hot tub.

Camille: And then I would strut my stuff!

Camille made her moves, and somewhere they heard camera’s being shot.

Camille: And then drag him off to my car and fuck him.

Britina giggled: Yeah but… I am not Camille Leon, Camille.

Camille sat down again: True, there is one Camille. But you have options as well.

Britina: and a singer career to tend… what options do I have then?

Camille: Well, I do have one idea.

Camille sat down next to Britina again.

Camille reached down between Britina’s legs and began fondling her pussy. She focused on her clit.

Britina began to moan.

Camillie: Mmmh, you did get the piercing done. At Rebecca’s?

Britina: Of course… you have it, Heather has it, MCHoney has it… I couldn’t be left outside.

Camille: Good girl. Now… the next thing you have to do, is contact a programming firm and pay them to make an app.

Britina: An app?

Camille: Yeah, you know, one for a smartphone, Duh… and then you ask them to make it into a gps tracker. They are easy to make so it shouldn’t be too expensive. And then you go out and buy a GPS tracker and have it put in a ring and put that ring in your clit. You get the programmers to connect the two and then you contact this Ron Stoppable and have him install the app on his phone. That way, he can keep track of you, wherever in the world you are Hon. How does that sound?

Britina blinked, at first it sounded a little weird but… the very idea that Ron occasionally checked her position on a phone via a GPS tracker in her pussy… that sounded…

Britina: Brilliant!!! Absolutely brilliant Camille! Do you know any good companies?

Camille: As a matter of fact I do! I can send you their number later.

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Britina wasted no time.

The very next morning she contacted a firm that Camille had recommended. And they were able to come up with an app just like that in just one day.

She went back to Rebecca’s and she found a nice looking ring for her clit.

She then had it altered to contain a GPS chip. And then Rebecca placed it in her clit.

She then flew to Middleton and arrived incognito. Now it wasn’t easy to travel like that, but a redheaded wig and a cap made it easier, and also, she had her friend Camille help her out.

Britina wasn’t sure what she did, but somehow all the paparazzi thought that Britina was in San Francisco doing an autograph signing.

Britina rented a car and drove up to Middleton High. Here she sat outside the front of the school.

She checked her phone. The clock was almost 2 pm. Soon the day had to be over.

The bell rang and she began scouting all the young people coming out. She was hiding her face behind a newspaper, only glaring over it through her huge sunglasses to get a glimpse at the people coming out.

There were boys, a lot of them. There were girls, even more of them. But… where in the world was Ron?

Britina was beginning to doubt if he was in there at all… perhaps he and Kim were off on a mission to save the world again…?

But finally… a huge group of girls exited the school. In front of them was a single boy. A boy who was dressed in a relaxed and casual dressing. He was blonde, had a sweet smile and a glimpse in his gorgeous brown eyes.

It was Ron Stoppable, and Britina felt like she would swoon in the car… but no! She had a mission! She had to fulfill it.

She clapped her face with her hands and saw Ron get closer and closer.

He sure had gotten popular. There were a number of girls around him, and it was clear as day that they were strongly attracted to him.

Kim Possible was there, right next to him. There were a number of cheerleaders surrounding him, but also girls in casual clothes. An Asian looking girl dressed in something that resembled a Japanese school uniform.

There was a black girl - gorgeous as a goddess - dressed in a red dress and high heels.

A blonde girl with shoulder length hair who also was dressed in a scotch patterned skirt.

Then there were the cheerleaders. Two brunettes, to raven haired girls, two blondes -  one with possibly the biggest breasts Britina had ever seen in her life - and a redhead who walked arm in arm with one of the raven haired girls.

They all circled around Ron and it was clear that they wanted to do something with him. Britina couldn’t hear it, but it was time to act. She quickly removed her cap, sunglasses and her wig and glanced at her looks in the mirror in the sunshade. She looked gorgeous as ever.

Ron was coming ever closer.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door.

Casual… completely cool, Britina exited the car and walked slowly around the hood to the other side, and up on the sidewalk.

She leaned carelessly up against the car, and she noticed how Ron and all his girls seemed to all notice her…

Ron: Wow… Britina?

Britina looked up and smiled at him. He was only a few feet from her.

Kim: B-Britina?? What the…

Britina was honestly a little shocked… when young people saw her they had a tendency to…

One of the brunette’s let out a high pitched screech of excitement.

Britina thought - that’s more like it.

Soon the other girls pitched in with the screeching and they all seemed to swoon to Britina in order to get closer to her.

Though she was used to it, it never stopped being scary. Britina always felt nervous around the crowd. Even with repetition, it was scary. The endless, screeching crowd, the loud emotions, the wild attempts to just get close to her. She once heard one of her thongs had been stolen and sold for a fortune. The thief was never caught. The only thing they knew was the buyer.

Some rich billionaire son, somewhere in Europe.

But now Britina stood as a second center for many of the girls who accompanied Ron. The only ones who hadn’t run to her were Kim, the blonde in the skirt and the Asian looking girl.

Britina gently pushed the crowd aside and walked up to Ron.

Britina: Hello there Ron.

Ron smiled a little sheepishly… Britina had to control herself. She loved that look so much.

Ron: H-Hey there, Britina…

Britina: If you don’t mind, I would like to talk with you. So…

Britina swung the keys to the car around: Are you ready to take the scenic route home?

Britina smiled at him, and she turned to the swooning girls.

Britina: I know it’s a lot to ask from you girls, but can you spare him for a few hours? I promise to come back with him safe and sound and then we can all hang.

Kim wanted to protest, but all the other girls nodded and beamed with joy in their deepest hearts.

Britina walked to the driver's side and the girls almost pushed Ron into the BMW. Ron was a little shaken when he sat down.

Britina fastened her seat belt and smiled all over.

Britina: Fasten your belt, honey.

Ron quickly did and then… in a bolt of roaring engine… They were off.

Britina was an excellent driver. She had had some practice out driving paparazzi. She drove the car up one of the mountains not too far off the place where Ron lived - but this she didn’t know.

When they finally stopped they were at an overlook point of exactly that valley where Ron’s new mansion was, but from this angle you couldn’t see it. The Valley was protected with natural walls at all sides and had both mountains and deep forests protecting it.

Britina put the car in Park and undid her seatbelt.

She was smiling all over. Ron was smiling too, but a little nervously.

Britina: Why you sure are popular, my dear Ron…

Britina was teasing him, as she placed her arms around him.

She snuggled him into a deeper hug as she couldn’t hold back any longer.

Ron: Well… I uhm… I have been… reaching out… I guess…?

Britina: It’s only right that a fearless hero such as yourself gets to have a huge fan base. And such cuties… all of them.

Ron: Yeah… they are all badical goddesses…

Britina: You might not need another one… but… would you want me… as one of your… ‘Badical goddesses’?

Ron looked into the brown eyes of Britina. They were wonderful. They had this almost golden aura in the right light.

Ron: Wha- you… you mean that…?

Britina: Bluntly, yes Ron… I mean that I truly and deeply love you… And I want to be with you… for the rest of my life…

And with that…

Britina pulled Ron in, for a deep, tender and passionate kiss.

The kiss was wild. And had she not had her mission in her mind, she would have climbed over and mounted him right then and there… but…

Britina separated their lips.

Britina: Wow… Ron… you are like… the best kisser… ever…

Ron: Well I… I’ve had a lot… of practice… lately…

Britina: Hihihi, I can imagine…

She was rubbing his nose with her own.

Britina: So many girls to kiss, and so many… kittens to play with… No wonder you pick up some skills…

They kissed a little more.

Britina: Ron… may I… please… be a part of your harem…?

Ron looked at her and he simply smiled at her after the look of pure surprise was replaced with utter happiness.

Ron: I… I thought you didn’t like me too much…?

Britina: No Ron… I love you… ever since you asked me out I have been fantasizing about you every single day… I’ve been wondering what I should call you when we finally get each other? Do I just call you Ron, or stud, or dreamboat, hunk, lover, father of my children, future husband… The list goes on and on…

Ron: R-really?

Britina giggled: Yes, sweetie… Ever since you asked me out, I have been dying to get back to you…

Ron: But… but you said no…

Britina: I did… because I couldn’t bear canceling the concert to help fund charity to sick children. I love them too much… And I knew that you would at one time or another ask me out again… but… we sadly got so few chances to really talk… so… here I am… setting everything straight between us… so…

Britina looked Ron deep in the eyes.

Britina: Ron… may I please… please… pleeeease… become one of your women?

Ron was blinking a lot and he was also having a wild heart racing. He felt like he was gonna faint a little but… she placed his arms around Britina and with a steady voice he said.

Ron: Yes… yes Britina… I want you to be mine…

Britina felt like her entire body got an electric shock. This time she couldn’t stop herself. She threw herself at her new man and climbed over the divider between the two seats. She was completely focused on one thing and one thing only.

Britina was straddling Ron. She hadn’t had real sex for some time. A good long time. She wanted Ron… and only Ron, and now she finally had him.

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In Ron’s mind.

Ron couldn’t believe what was happening. One of the girls he had admired and idolized for so long were now sitting on his lap, kissing him like there was no tomorrow. She was not only a great kisser, she was a formidable one.

Her lips were unbelievably soft and her tongue was like a wild creature in his mouth.

Ron had placed his hands on her back at first, but it was clear she wanted him to touch her butt. So he did, eventually.

She was like a wild animal that needed to be calmed - or tamed, and Ron understood at last how to do so.

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After what felt like seconds but what was in fact over an hour they finally released each other’s lips.

Britina: I have a gift for you Ron… Give me your phone.

Ron reached for the phone and handed it to the woman on his lap.

Britina did something with it that Ron couldn't see for well over 10 minutes. When she handed it back, Ron saw it was an application, and that it was open.

It said-

Ron: Ron’s Britina Tracker?

Britina smiled to Ron.

Under the huge text on the pink background were a heart with the word - track.

Ron pressed the heart and…

On the phone Ron first saw a loading symbol… then… he heard a little ‘pling’ from Britina’s phone and… then…

Britina: Uhhh huhuhuh…

Britina was giggling again. She was also shaking a little.

Ron: Britina… are you…?

Britina: Look at your phone…

She said it while still smiling.

Ron looked at the phone, and… he saw a map had come up on the screen. The map showed his position with a capital ‘R’ and apparently Britina’s position as a capital ‘B’.

Right now on the map they were on top of each other, on a barely marked road in the outer valleys of the Tri-city area. Midway between Middleton and Upperton.

Ron realized it was an app that would track Britina’s position.

Ron: Heh, neat… so… when I press the heart, I will always know… where in the world you are?

Britina: Exactly…

Britina looked at Ron with the deepest love in her eyes.

Ron smiled at her, and he saw her smile back.

Britina: And also… I will know… when you are… checking up on me…

Ron looked at her. Her smile widened and she moved herself away from his lap over to the driver's seat. She placed one foot way over on Ron’s side of the dashboard in order to spread her legs as wide as possible.

She then removed her thong and allowed Ron to see probably one of the most sought after pussies in the entire world.

She was completely shaved down there. There wasn’t a single hair. She was probably either waxed or had had some form of fancy removal of the hairs. Her skin was silky, shining and soft. Ron knew this as he had almost automatically reached out to feel the sensitive skin as it was exposed to him.

As he ventured deeper down he felt something hard and metal-like.

Britina giggled and Ron found the hard object. He grabbed it and tried to pull it a little, but that made Britina bolt. Her legs shoke wildly and she herself moaned and gasped.

Britina: E-Easy there… lover… that’s my clit-ring… you are pulling… hihi…

Ron looked closer. It certainly was a clit-ring. He was still holding on to it. He was in fact moving it between his fingers. Britina had pierced her clit and had a round ring inserted. In the, sort of, end of this ring was a little round orb. Ron saw it seemed to contain something.

Britina: That… is where the GPS chip is… my love…

Ron looked up at her.

Britina was smiling.

Britina: Every time you press that heart… the GPS reacts and sends back a signal of my position… and also… gives me a little jolt of… vibrating love… Making me know that you are thinking about me… when I am away from you…

Ron was captivated. He was still holding the ring in his fingers. He looked up at Britina, who seemed to wait for his reaction.

Britina: I still have a career I love and enjoy… but I want to be yours Ron… and this… this binds me to you… for all my life… Master…

Ron smiled. This time he grabbed her buttocks and pulled her in for a kiss.

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Car sex is awkward, but it can be nice, especially when you are deeply in love.

Ron and Britina moved into the back seat and here they really went at each other.

The clit ring made Ron wanna eat Britina’s pussy out even more than he had previously wanted to. It was incredibly fun to make her twist and turn over him as she sucked his cock.

When they were finally done playing around, they made an effort to spoon on the backseat of the car.

Ron aligned his cock with Britina’s pussy and she clung onto his head and neck with her hands. She was hanging on for dear life, because Ron was about to make her his…

Ron had a good firm grip on her hips as he shoved and…

Britina let out a soundless gasp and a scream. Ron was by far the largest man she had ever had, and she was about the faint from the blistering orgasm that followed.

Now to anyone who walked outside on the road and who happened to walk past the car that was parked on the overlook, they would notice the indecent rhythmic shaking that always indicates that the car is being the internal scene for some corporeal action.

But it wasn’t only vibrations that one would notice with this car. It would also be the very high pitched screams of pleasure that would occasionally come out of the internal cabin.

Now if one were to grant the show an extra look, one would perhaps notice the occasional foot or hand pressed up against the glass of the windows.

But on the inside, it was a lot more intense.

Ron was hammering Britina. He was not only hammering her, he was refusing to let go of her hips. He kept arranging her in a new position so he could feel the perfect butttocks clash against his groin as his cock sank deep into her pussy in an attempt to break open her womb and force it open to carry his semen.

Britina was in an absolute wonderful stage of continuous orgasmic bliss. Every time she finally got back to earth, Ron did something that caused another orgasm. Like when he pulled her nipples. Or when he clapped her clit with his hand as she was cumming and thereby making her squirt all over.

Or just any of the times when he came inside her pussy making her pretty much twist and turn under the intense heat and wonderful stimulation his hot sperm gave her.

After a few hours, the left back window opened a little, and Britina and Ron gasped out into the fresh air that streamed inside.

Britina: Oh fuck… oh fuck… Ron… we… we nearly… we nearly fucked… each other.. to death…

Ron: Yeah… note to self… open a window next time…

Britina laughed. Ron was still on top of her, and he was still inside her, but after having cummed several times inside her, even Ron could use a slow fuck before he mounted her again.

Britina: Holy crap… Ron…

Ron was cuddling her. He was petting her beautiful tits. Only slightly bigger than Kim’s.

Britina was getting a look over the car…

Britina: Oh fuck… this car is a rental… I am so gonna get it when I deliver it…

Ron: Sorry about that…

Britina: Don’t worry, it’s a headache that was inevitable. And it was worth it ten times over.

Britina gave Ron a long and deep kiss.

She somehow got to touch Ron’s cock which was still inside her, and still hard as granite.

Britina: Oh my god, what does a woman have to do to satisfy you?

Ron: I am satisfied, Britina.

Britina: No you are not, you're still hard as rock…

Britina moved so Ron would slip out of her, and she moved to feel it with her hand a little closer.

Britina: Let’s see how you handle this, you stubborn, delicious…

Ron had a feeling she was talking to his cock more than him. But it was what she did afterwards that really made him gasp.

Ron felt the delicious closeness of a butthole being stretched around him.

Britina: Oh for fuck… Gah!

Britina was impaling herself on Ron’s cock and it was both wonderful and slightly painful. It took practice to take something that big in the parking lot. But she didn’t stop. She simply allowed it to stretch her out as it entered her rectum, inch by inch.

Britina and Ron moved so they could be in a position as close to doggy as it was possible.

Ron sank deeper and deeper into her ass and she whimpered with every centimeter but she didn’t want him to stop… she wanted it all… she wanted to feel his balls against her cooch.

Finally, Ron could let out a huge grunt and groan and then say…

Ron: FUCK… that is good…

Britina smiled down into the seat. She reached in between her legs and found Ron’s ballsack. She grabbed them and felt them right against her pussy… She was impaled like a pig on a spear and Ron… Ron Stoppable… her future husband… the father of her children… where the one… She was beyond happy.

Ron only had to fuck her ass for about 15 minutes before he let out a roar and blasted a huge load of sperm into her butt.

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Ron was getting dressed.

And Britina was attempting to empty her holes in the parking lot. She had squatted down and had begun pouring out sperm from both her pussy and her ass.

Ron occasionally heard her moan or sign, and then the typical sound of liquid on gravel.

Britina: Wow Ron… you cum like a horse…

Ron smiled. He was putting on his jersey. A part of him was dreading the reaction of the girls when he finally got home. Shego wouldn’t mind, that he knew for a fact. She loved all blondes and Britina might just be the crown jewel in her collection.

Britina stood up and wiped her butt with some napkins. She then put her thong on and walked over to the driver’s side. She sat herself inside and as she and Ron got fastened they kissed each other.

Britina: Can I give you a lift home?

Ron: Sure… wanna stay for dinner?

Britina: I would love to, but I have to fly home tonight.

Ron: Too bad… I would have loved to make love to you all night.

Britina giggled and kissed him again.

Britina: Next time babe, next time… But for now…

Britina started the car and put it in reverse.

Britina: Let’s not keep you from your many other girls any longer…

They drove to the Stoppable mansion where they parted for now.

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In California, in a huge apartment in Los Angeles.

Camille Leon was looking at her phone. On an app that showed a map. She noticed the letter’s ‘R’ and ‘B’ were driving along the same road together, and then they finally stopped.

After a few more minutes, B departed from R. But the location was weird. There was no indication of a house or anything on the map…

Camille: Aha, sneaky… the house is hidden from satellites. But I still found you… Ron Stoppable.

Camille made a screenshot and later found it on a map. It was a lonely and distant road in the middle of nowhere between Middleton and Upperton.

She was the only other person who had that app. She had persuaded the programmer she had recommended to Britina to make her a profile too. It hadn’t been costly for her. Her new lips had come to good use. All she had to do was give the programmer a blowjob and then she had what she wanted.

Camille: Now that I have found you, thanks to Britina, it is time to go and get me knocked up. Anyone who Britina finds that interesting is perfect as my baby daddy.

Camille walked over to the huge mirror next to her bed.

Camille: … And I know just who you would love to come by on a surprise visit.

Camille changed her beautiful looks and instead of the tanned blue eyed blonde stood instead another blonde with brown eyes… Britina smiled to her own mirror with a much darker and sinister smile.

Camille: I am gonna walk right in, and get impregnated, and then… all is well again…

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The end.