RSAHNP - One Lucky Towel. (Patreon)

This chapter takes place in the hours before Ron is hit by the incident that gives his brain the nanonites - the nanonites, that makes all women respond to their emotions for Ron. I hope you will enjoy it.
Yours truly
Hammer
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The day after the last day of school. A summer's day in Middleton.

Ron: Urgh… how did this happen?

Ron was hanging from a hook in Tara’s bathroom. Now it’s not as macabre as it might sound. Ron wasn’t in human form… that damn device in his pocket had turned him into a towel.

It was an invention that they had confiscated from that villain Professor Dementor.

Ron was now a towel, and for some odd reason the device had come on, while Ron had passed the lovely home of the Kings.

It passed thusly:

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Ron was walking in the sunshine… alone, and without a care in the world… Summer was all around him and he was sure this summer would be… well… different… perhaps… maybe… huh… who was he kidding… it was gonna be the same old shit over again.

Ron had strolled down the road with the device from Professor Dementor in his hand. He had found it in his pocket… probably left there, from his and Kim’s last mission.

He had tossed it up and down carelessly as it was completely harmless… perhaps… uh… maybe… in any case it was disabled and not at all a risk to anyone.

He had walked past the garden of the Kings and he was called out.

Tara: Hi Ronnie!

Tara stood up on her top balcony with a basket in her hands. She was getting the drying clothes inside again. She looked wonderful in her summer dress.

She was smiling at him and waving.

Ron nervously smiled and waved back at her.

Tara: I’m coming down, please wait a sec!

He would give an arm and a leg to be the man in Tara’s life… if only…

Ron: Whoops..!

The device slipped from his hand and hit the sidewalk hard. It made a beep the same moment Ron picked it up in his hands. There was a flash of light and…

Ron opened his eyes… or at least… what he presumed to be eyes. He was looking up at the blue sky above him…

He tried to move… but he couldn’t.

Tara: Ron! Ronnie!?

Tara came out to the sidewalk. She stood right over him. Ron blushed. He could see directly up under her dress and see her baby blue thong.

Tara: Oh, where did he go to? I told him to stay!

Tara stomped the ground…

Ron: AUCH!

Tara looked under her heel. There was…

Tara: Huh… a towel?

Ron blinked: What? No Tara, it’s me! Ron!

Tara looked at Ron while she picked him up.

Tara: Odd… did it fall down from the balcony?

Ron: What are you talking about Tara? I am not a towel and I did not…!

Tara held Ron in an angle that made it possible for him to see himself. He had a shock. Where his body and arms and legs where supposed to be, was instead… a towel… right under his eyes…

Ron: What the hell???

Ron mentally guessed it was the device that had turned him… a device that turned people into clothes?

What the heck was wrong with the villains of today?

Tara pushed her nose and face into Ron, and he felt how she took a big sniff of him.

Tara: Mmmh… what a wonderful smell… I don’t know if it’s clean… or sure it looks clean but… it doesn’t smell like our soap…

Tara sniffed again. Ron could feel his heart rush… or at least… he could feel something.

Tara: Mmmh… A shame Ronnie isn’t here… Oh well… I can ask him tomorrow.

Tara walked into the house again, still carrying Ron.

Ron had only been to the King’s house on a few occasions, but he loved it. It was mainly built of bricks, wood and glass. It was filled with plants and bright and light everywhere. There was a ton of cozy furniture and pillows, and it was clear to everyone that this was the house of 3 beautiful women.

Tara walked upstairs. She turned left and walked into a nice bathroom.

Tara: I feel sweaty… I need a shower.

Ron was hanged on a hook.

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And here we are.

Ron: Urgh… how did this happen?

But then he saw Tara strip down, right in front of him. It was a wonderful sight. Ron had never seen the like before… Tara was so beautiful. Her tits… or what lovely tit, and what an ass… perfectly round and bubbly.

She looked fantastic.

Ron closed his eyes. He didn’t wanna peep on Tara… She was always so sweet and nice to him.

He heard the faucet being turned on and also a playlist was played from somewhere in the room, and as Tara stepped in she began humming and singing to one of Britina’s greatest hits on the playlist.

She wasn't bad at singing at all. She shook her body behind the glass wall and Ron could see absolutely everything. Until the glass became moist from the hot faucet.

As Tara finally stepped out, it was no longer Britina who was singing on her phone. It was MC Honey. One of her best hits.

Tara was shaking and even twerking a bit. Ron once again did his best NOT to look at her.

But he was pulled out of his thoughts as he was… pulled off the hook.

Tara began using him… to dry herself.

Ron: Tara! Tara! What are you doing!?

But Tara couldn’t hear him. She just used him to smear and coat her body, in order to dry herself up.

Ron could feel it all… He felt Tara’s skin as soft and well as if she was grinding her naked body against his own.

And he went everywhere.

Tara dried herself all over.

Under her tits, under her arms, her back and shoulders… her long, beautiful legs… and her gorgeous round buttocks… and…

Ron almost screamed in pleasure…

In between her legs… in fact… here she gave herself a good time…

Tara: Hihihi…

Apparently Ron was tickling her…

Tara: This towel… it’s my new favorite towel… and… it doesn’t even feel moist…

That was true… Ron…as a towel wasn’t even slightly wet… Tara took one deep whiff of it again.

Tara: That smell… it is absolutely wonderful…Huh!?

Tara’s phone stopped playing music and started ringing.

Ron was hanged back on the hook and Tara pressed the speaker on her phone.

Tara: Hello?

Bonnie: What do you mean; hello? Don’t you have my name listed??

Tara: Hihi, Hi there baby, what’s up?

Bonnie: I am horny. Wanna fuck?

Tara: Sure… should I come over?

Bonnie: Yeah, I am home alone. Bring whatever.

Tara: Ok, baby, see ya in a few.

Tara closed the phone and went to her own bedroom. That was the last Ron saw of her. He knew that she was going out, because he heard her leave. She called out to her moms:

Tara: Bye mom, Bye mommy! I am sleeping at Bonnie’s!

Time past…

Then… As Ron felt like he was gonna hang on the hook for the rest of his life…

In walked Flora and Sandra… Tara’s moms.

They were kissing and they were flirting.

And also… they were undressing.

Flora: Such a mood… what has come over you, darling?

Sandra: Well… our baby has left the house… what better time to get some nice… alone time…?

Flora was smiling as she seemed to know what was coming.

The two ladies went into the shower and began to wash each other. Ron saw Flora stand, while Sandra went down on her knees, and began to lick her wife’s pussy.

Flora: Oh honey… honey… yes… right there…

Ron couldn’t look away… he was looking at this fantastic scene… and now he thought he realized… why Dementor had invented this gadget… What a creep!

Flora: More baby… I want more…

Sandra: Then let’s go to the bedroom…

They briskly walked out of the shower and quickly got each other dried with their towels.

As Sandra took Flora’s hand Flora reached for Ron and pulled him off the hook.

They marched to the bedroom, and here Ron was placed on the bed.

Sandra: What’s with the towel?

Sandra spoke through all her kisses to Flora.

Flora: Tara just washed and dried all our sheets… knowing you… you are gonna make me mess up the sheets again… I don’t wanna do that because of Tara's hard work…

Sandra giggled and pushed her wife down on the towel. Ron felt the warm and soft body of Flora land on top of him. She was heavy, but it was not even detectable under the pure pleasure of having her on top of him.

Ron could see all of Flora’s wonderful pussy, and he then saw, at the front line, how Sandra came down to feast on her wife’s pussy.

It could best be described as being in a live 360 degrees porn movie. He simply couldn’t interact no matter what.

Flora: Oh, oh oh baby… baby… more, more! I want MORE!

Sandra kept licking Flora, and Ron sorta noticed just how skilled she was. He had never seen this outside of porno movies. It was completely different. Sandra sorta sucked Flora’s labias into her mouth, and seemingly tossed her tongue wildly around to pleasure her.

That was just one maneuver. She had an entire arsenal of different tactics that seemed to get her wife to cum over and over again.

At long last, Sandra pushed Flora longer in on the bed, in order to grind her pussy up against her wife’s pussy.

Ron was still directly under them and he could see it display right in front of him.

Flora: Oh my god! Oh my fucking god!

Sandra: Oh yeah, babe! Move those hips… that’s it… that’s it!

Ron was on for a wild ride, and he kept looking at the two grinding pussies that became more and more drenched in each other's love fluids.

More and more wet sounds were paired with the great moans and groans from the two women.

They were in a wild ride of passion.

Ron felt how he was about to lose it.

Flora: Oh! Yes Sandra yes! I am gonna cum! You are making me cum!

Sandra: Then cum with me babe! Cum with me you horny slut!

Flora grabbed hold of the towel underneath her… she was holding on for dear life, because a huge orgasm came her way.

Sandra’s body stiffened as she bent her back in anticipation for what was coming.

Flora and Sandra screamed: I AM CUMMING!!!

And they did!

Both women sprayed out their juices of Love, as they wildly ejaculated. They were engulfed in a huge flash of light…

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Flora was the first to regain her consciousness a little later.

Flora: Oh my… that was… incredible…

Still drowsy she felt down at her pussy.

Flora: Hehe… my girl is happy… Hahhhh…

A droplet landed on her tongue and she swallowed it. The taste… the taste was so… familiar and yet… it felt like it was a hundred years since she had last tasted… something like it.

A flashback shot into Flora’s mind… She knew exactly where she had tasted something like that before… It had been before Tara was born.

So some 18 years ago.

She remembered one of the last times. She had been on all fours on her bed, the man she loved more than anything was towering over her, and he had spermed into her mouth like the freaking god he was.

His huge cock had always been a monument to her, and she had worshiped him, by worshiping it.

Flora: Oh god… Jack…

Flora still with closed eyes and still a little confused sat straight up. Convinced she was in a dream, she sought out the cock… and she found it. Still hard… still standing… as it always did when she was near…

Flora kissed it and then she swallowed it whole.

It was covered in sperm, as was she herself she realized. Jack had ejaculated all over her.

He hadn’t done that since… since the last time she saw him… 18 years ago…

She had missed that. She had missed the taste of his cum. The feeling of his cock in her mouth. The long nights of endless lovemaking.

She could feel the cock pulsating again in her mouth. Jack was cumming.

She let go of the cock with her hands. Jack had taught her to use only her head when he was cumming. She still knew exactly what to do and how to move. She knew just how he liked it. She knew just how to get him to cum over and over again.

And she also knew that when not told anything else… she was allowed to swallow it.

And Flora loved the taste of Jack's sperm. She loved it. She relished it. She worshiped it, and she had been starving for it for so long.

She heard a man's grunt… Her man’s grunt.

The final mark.

With an expert’s skills she sunk her entire head down over the huge cock and let it sink all the way down her throat, so Jack better could fill up her stomach with his sperm.

One last grunt and Flora felt it.

Load after load of warm sperm was pumped through the cock and was shot down into the throat and later the stomach of Flora King.

Under normal circumstances she would have gotten an orgasm, but she had just been hit with a massive one.

And also, right now she was doing her duty. She was gulping down her husband's sperm. She couldn’t pass out when she had a job to do. Jack wouldn’t like that.

So Flora kept sucking and swallowing.

Jack was unusually well stocked this time… she had to be sure to suck him more often to lessen each load. Finally he seemed ready to stop and she slowly backed him out of her throat. But she hadn’t spilled a single drop.

All that training… it had left her the perfect cocksucker, and she never spilled. Never.

Flora took a deep gasp of air as she released the cock from her mouth.

Flora: Oh… my gosh…

She smacked her lips… the cum was still sticking in her throat. The remainder of cum had gone into her mouth and she moved her tongue around it, to really enjoy the taste of hot, potent sperm. It had been so long. And somehow… it tasted even better than she remembered.

At long last, she swallowed it down. Knowing fully well, Jack loved her every time she did that.

That was when Flora opened her eyes and realized… she wasn’t dreaming.

She looked down… in a weird moment she thought she saw the body of her Jack.

Flora: J-Jack?

She removed the sheet from his head and there was…

Flora: Ronald?

Sandra: Huh… what?

Sandra seemed to wake up… her pussy had been pushed up against Ron’s cock, and she saw it immediately… She saw the still huge and still hard cock towering over her like a monument to manliness.

Sandra looked perplexed at Flora, who again looked perplexed at Sandra and they both seemed to be completely gobsmacked about the presence of Ron Stoppable - Their daughters crush… in their bed…

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A little later Ron was resting his head on Flora's lap while Sandra came back with a glass of water and a wet cloth.

He was still unconscious.

Sandra: Anything?

Flora: No… But he is breathing normally.

Sandra sat on the chair in front of her wife. She looked up. They had glass as a ceiling, but it was intact.

Sandra: Well he didn’t fall in through the roof… Do you think he snuck inside?

Flora: You saw the surveillance video… he was just… there…

They had had cameras installed after an incident where some young men had broken into their house and seemingly gone through their stuff in their bedroom. It came in handy now… only… it didn’t show where Ron came from… only… a flash of light… and there he was.

Sandra: Yeah but… but it doesn’t make sense… how did he just appear out of nowhere like that…?

Flora shrugged.

Ron groaned and moved. This caused him to move the sheet that covered his… manliness.

Sandra and Flora both looked and both blushed.

Sandra smiled and reached for the blanket… she ended up touching his… his thing…

She gasped and then collected herself. Then she reached for the blanket and pulled it over him again.

Sandra: He sure is… uh… well equipped… right?

Flora: Haven’t you seen one before?

Sandra: Sure… on my father… and my brothers once… and I had a boyfriend way back in high school before I met you and Jack…

Sandra stopped. She looked at her wife. She knew Flora was sensitive about Jack… Jack had been a friend to Sandra, and she had met Flora through him. Back then Jack MacQueen better known as Jack Queen had been every girl's dream back then.

The body of Achilles, with piercing blue eyes, a strong, manly face and a gentle heart with a lion's spirit.

Even Sandra liked him. But she enjoyed him more as a friend. Flora had been his long time girlfriend and also his fiancé.

Sandra had been a little jealous of both of them. Jealous of Jack because he had Flora, and jealous of Flora, because she had Jack. And she secretly wanted both. But she knew she couldn’t have either, so she was determined to be a friend to them.

But then Jack had vanished while testing a new military aircraft. He was a trained pilot, and a captain in the air force. The youngest captain ever.

‘Lucky Jack’ as they called him. The best pilot in the force. Something of a superhero. And he was all Flora’s.

Sandra was supposed to be best man - and maid of honor at the wedding… but he had gone missing… The plane was reportedly downed and Jack was presumed KIA.

After that Sandra had supported Flora and after Tara was born, they had married and become a family.

All this went through Sandra’s mind as she observed her wife, but Flora didn’t do anything but smile. It was a gentle and calm smile. The smile… of a happy Flora.

Flora: He does look like Jack… doesn't he?

Sandra smiled. She looked at Ron. Sure in the right light and if you squint your eyes… Then yes, he could look a little like Jack. Only Jack had been buzz cut and had the bluest eyes of all time.

It was possibly the blonde hair and the complexion of Ron that reminded Flora about her late husband - yes, both Flora and Sandra called Jack her late husband - even though they never really married. He disappeared days before the ceremony.

Flora was caressing Ron’s face. Sandra smiled.

Flora: Sandra… there is something… something I want to talk with you about…

Sandra looked at her wife. She sounded very serious.

Sandra: Okay…

Flora: Not here… let’s…. Let’s let Ron sleep…

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Ron woke up in a bed that wasn’t his own. It was a huge king sized bed. He could smell flowers and apparently the roof was gone… then he realized it was a glass roof.

He was moved so he sat up in the bed and looked a little confused around. He didn’t know this bedroom at all.

Flora: Oh, you are awake…

Ron looked over at the door. There stood Flora King, possibly one of the most beautiful women in all of Middleton. Tara’s mom.

Ron: Gah! Mrs… Mrs. King?!

Ron grabbed the blanket, bashfully aware that he was naked.

Flora: Oh honey, call me Flora won't you? Sandra honey, Ron is up.

Sandra: That’s a relief!

Next Sandra Knight stood in the door. Easily another content for the most beautiful woman in all of Middleton. Tara’s other mom.

She smiled at Ron and seemed to be genuinely happy and relieved that he was getting together.

Ron: Mrs… Mrs. Knight… I… I… How… How did I get here?

Flora: Well we found you passed out on the sidewalk. Have you been very stressed lately?

Ron: Uh… passed out…? Well I… I do remember walking… and then… a flash of light…

Sandra: Stress… I know it all too well. You need some time to relax, my dear. Thankfully your vacation has just begun right.

Ron: yeah… Yesterday was the last day… Wait… what’s the time?

Flora: 15:30, now Ron, remember the stress, don’t want you to pass out again…

Ron: 15:30! Oh shit… Kim is gonna get so angry! We were supposed to guard a secret lab for Dr. Bortel in the Swiss alpes!

Ron reached for his clothes that were neatly stacked right beside him.

Flora: Well uh, Ron before you go… there was something me and Sandra would like to talk with you about.

Ron: Sorry… I don’t have time! I have to go to Kim…

Sandra: Sweetie, it would only take a few minutes.

Ron: Sorry, gotta go!

Ron got dressed and allowed the two women once again to get a look at his thing.

Ron was out the door and ran down the street.

Flora and Sandra looked after him.

Flora: Oh bother… Youth these days…

Sandra: Easy babe… we will have another time to ask him.

Flora: Yeah but… this was a perfect opportunity… it was the perfect time and situation to ask him to become our sperm donor…

Sandra: I know… but if I know that boy… and I think I do… there will be plenty of time in the future to ask for that.

Sandra kissed Flora and they walked inside again.

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The rest is history.