RSAHNP - An Unstoppable Woman (Patreon)

Hello Everyone.

Here is a quick short story to sum up the true backstory of the mother of Ron Stoppable.
It’s mainly in a fluid beta form. I might add some more to this story, either in form of editing or in new chapters of the same.
I hope you will understand that English is my second language and that I am doing the best I can. Other than that, I hope you enjoy.

I want to point out, that this is not so much about Ron and therefore many of the depictions of explicit content might come off as uninteresting or even… uneventful… but please keep in mind that is partially by design.
It’s meant to be more informative than entertaining.

Yours truly
Hammer

Marianne Jespersen was sitting by her desk at her office… the front office of Mrs Andrea Stoppable, one of the high ranking executives of the McNoly Concern. A huge investment firm that delved into a lot of different aspects of business life.

One of their largest assets was none other than Andrea Stoppable, a true business shark of a woman.

Marianne was her personal secretary and handled everything, from her calendar to her business schedules.

Marianne was a well appreciated help for Mrs Stoppable, but she was nowhere near her level nor even able to do the stuff she could did.

Marianne got a buzz on her intercom.

Andrea: Marianne, please come to my office.

Marinne stood up and got her notebook and a pen.

She didn’t knock on the door, but entered as she was used to.

It never failed. It always happened. Whenever Marianne saw the golden haired goddess of woman wearing her glasses sitting in her huge chair, dressed in her tight suit, she heart always went crazy.

Yes, Marianne was sexually attracted to Andrea Stoppable, but she was not looking to make an office romance as those always ended badly for both parts… also it was against company policy. And her job was too good to gamble…

But the idea of being sexually used by Andrea Stoppable in her own office was her go to fantasy when she was giving the good old dildo a good time with her pussy.

Marianne had no boyfriend or girlfriend at the moment. Last time was in college. She dated as a fashion, but it never got very far.

If she wanted sex, she just needed to put on a short dress, some nice heels and go to a club in Lowerton. She would always come home with something that could fuck her brains out… or pass out in a drunk on her couch… leaving her to do the business herself with her trusty vibrator.

Marianne was beautiful.

She was a blue eyed brunette with dark chestnut brown hair, that she usually kept in a tight topped ponytail. Her skin had an olive tint that made her look like she was a southern belle or a regular sunbather.

She wore glasses mostly as an aid to read, but other than that her vision was great.

She was tall, considerably skinny. She had a neat and tight little bubblebutt and long slender legs.

She had once in college made a comfortable living as a model for a huge company. But she was adamant in pursuing an education. And as she graduated she was headhunted for a position as a personal assistant - or secretary for Andrea Stoppable.

It was a good starting position, and Andrea was actually nice to work for. She was understanding and kind, despite being demanding and something of a force to be reckoned with.

Marianne was not surprised she was married. The best are always taken. But she was a little surprised when she finally met her husband at a company party. She was introduced to him by Andrea himself.

Marianne didn’t know what she had expected when she met Jon Stoppable.

But one conversation with the man actually made everything sensible. Jon was both polite, nice and a really wonderful man. Andrea looked at him with a beaming smile, and she seemed genuinely happy.

It was also clear that Jon was more than proud of his catch.

At the same event, Marianne had met the apparent apple of Andrea’s eye, her son, Ron Stoppable.

Now there was a man Marianne could see herself building a nest with.

Next to be brutally eaten alive by Andrea right here on her desk, was her favorite sexual fantasy to have wild and crazy sex with her son and marry him and have Andrea’s grandbabies… all 12 of them. Hopefully, all as beautiful as her boss.

Andrea: … Are you listening, Marianne?

Marianne shook her head: Excuse me, I… I was elsewhere. Would you mind retreating?

Andrea: I said please hold all calls over the weekend as I will have to prepare the docs and book a flight Monday morning. We have to go to New York to get the things sorted out.

Marianne: We?

Andrea: Yes, you have to come with me, so remember to request a replacement for the duration of the trip.

Andrea was standing up. The clock was well past 4pm, so it was no wonder.

Marianne walked over to help her boss get her coat on.

Marianne and Andrea left the office together. Marianne sat herself down at her desk and began to do the things she had been asked as Andrea walked towards the elevator.

She took it down to the basement and from here she walked over to her car.

Andrea sat herself inside and drove home.

For 12 long years… she had now worked in this office… 12 looong years…

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A little more than 12 years earlier.

Betty Director, the chief of the Global Justice Network was sitting by her desk signing some papers. Mostly were reports on the movements of some major criminal assets.

The doors to her office flew up and a special agent entered the large room.

Betty looked up.

Betty: Hello Agent Z. Glad you could make it.

A woman walked up and stood at attention in front of Betty’s desk. The woman was dressed in the uniform of a special agent. Though… her special agent status had been revoked. The suit still looked fine on her.

The woman was Andrea Zweistein. A brilliant and absolutely masterful agent. She stood as a testimony to womanly accomplishment. Harvard graduate with flying colors, an IQ that rivaled Einstein himself, and in all exercises she scored top marks, from shooting to close combat.

A force to be reckoned with.

Agent Z: Reporting for duty, mam!

Betty took a folder and pulled out a paper from the top.

Betty: Request to return to active duty, and reinstatement as Special Agent. Remind me again why you were demoted back then.

Agent Z: I got too close to the target and was compromised. The board of selection saw it best that I was stationed with desk duty until further evaluation.

Betty: And the last evaluation just came in, and… it recommends reinstatement.

Betty looked at Agent Z.

Betty: But it all comes down to my word on the matter. And frankly… there has been some tendencies in your duty roster that I prefer to disclose before anything else is decided. You weren’t only compromised… you got pregnant by your target… That raises a ton of questions, especially about your sense of judgement. Until then, we have to…

The phone on her desk rang.

Betty: Excuse me a moment. This is important.

Agent Z nodded.

Betty took the phone: Report!

Betty was silent as she listened. Agent Z, the best observer in the entire force of GJ saw how the subtle signs of distraught and shock were clear over the stone face of Betty Director.

It was news that spoke of either loss, or a soon to be personal loss. Betty Director was a private person, as most in this line of work is, but even she must have people she love and care for.

Betty: And you are sure of this…?

Silence again…

Betty: Understood…

Betty used her free hand to rub her eye sockets.

Betty: Then initiate; Operation Swap.

Betty placed the phone down and she seemed a little too shocked to even speak.

Agent Z didn’t want to pry, but she had a feeling she was gonna be part of Operation Swap, otherwise Betty wouldn’t have mentioned it in her presence.

Betty took a deep breath, then took the document with Agent Z’s Request. She took a pen and signed it.

Betty: Reinstatement as Special Forces, granted. Welcome back Special Agent Z. ready for duty?

Agent Z nodded: Yes Mam.

Betty: Good, because we need you. Operation Swap is a go. Report to Agent X and Agent Y in the garage. There we will brief you!

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Andrea drove home and as she parked in the driveway she saw down the road the car of her spouse.

Andrea smiled and closed the door. It wasn’t always they could sync this well, but this Friday seemed to be full of surprises.

Jon Stoppable parked his car right next to hers, and as he came out Andrea walked over to kiss the man.

Jon: Hey there, baby!

Andrea smiled as he hugged her tightly and she hugged him back. She was taller than him by nearly a head and she was even taller today because of her heels. But she nonetheless kissed him as he was in a really good mood.

She knew this because his hands were already squeezing her butt.

Jon: Oh, I love Fridays… and I love the weekends… And you know why I love them…

Andrea: I know, my dear, but please… let’s at least get inside.

A few moments later, in the master bedroom of the Stoppable house.

Andrea Stoppable was on her knees, sucking her husband's cock. They had pretty much tossed off their clothes. Jon still stood in his socks and his shirt was only unbuttoned. Andrea was still in her heels, but… Jon loved her when she was wearing them to bed.

Jon stood with his hands locked fingers behind his neck and he looked as if he felt like a king.

Andrea sucked him like a freaking pro. No hands used. She only held on to his hips for better movement.

Jon: Oh god Baby, you are so fucking good!

Andrea: Language… dear…

Andrea spoke between sucks… This seemed to provoke Jon as she knew it would, and he grabbed hold of her head and began to move.

Jon moved at an increased speed, lowered his stance and began to forcefully face fuck his wife.

Andrea felt how he slipped into her throat, but she was so adept in this sexual art that she felt no discomfort at all. She had sucked her husband off so often that she now was absolutely used to how he felt as he pressed into her throat. Her husband wasn’t small by any measure. He was larger than the average size.

And even more impressive, he had kept his vigor.

He was well over 50 and yet he was still as active as a man half his age. That was impressive.

When Andrea had addressed this to her doctor she had often joked how she thought her husband would be past that age… where you are so active… but her doctor, a male himself, looked at her in surprise.

Doctor: Excuse me Mrs. Stoppable, but only death stops that lust for good.

Andrea wasn’t so sure about that. Many of her housewife colleges complained, each and every one of them, that their spouse either didn’t want to do it anymore, couldn’t get hard enough, or was never around to do it.

But Jon could, and not only could he… he wanted to… all the time.

But Andrea had a agreement with Jon.

Sex was only on the weekends. From 4 pm on Friday until 22 pm Sunday.

All other sexual relief has to be either oral or hand jobs.

Andrea had promised Jon on a daily basis, she would suck him off at least 3 times a day. They had started with just one, but that was nowhere near enough. So they tried with twice a day, still not enough, and finally they settled on three times a day… a period they went up to 5 times a day, but Andrea’s jaws simply couldn’t take that in the long run so she had to put her foot down.

Jon had been a little uneasy on this part, but Andrea didn’t budge. She did allow for special occasions though. Wedding day anniversary, Birthdays, Christmas, New Year’s Eve, Valentines Day - Even Halloween was a day they would celebrate with sex.

Also, even if they would be occupied on the weekends with other stuff, work or unforeseen events, they would find days in the week to keep up.

Andrea was tough but fair.

Jon: OOOOH FUCK!

Jon jacked his cock as deep into Andrea as he could, and she felt how his cock pulsated and pushed a stream of warm fluids down her throat. He was cumming.

12 years… at least 3 blowjobs every single day of those years. She had counted every single one… they were now up on the 14884th blow job. And she swallowed almost every single time… In the past, in their moments of wild lust Jon had occasionally pulled out to cover her face in his seed.

She hadn’t particularly cared for this but… her skin had undeniably been immensely softer after each occasion.

But this time was a swallow time.

Jon finally allowed her to breathe after she gulped it all down.

Jon: Oh man… babe, that was fantastic… every single time it’s the best in the world…

Andrea smiled. Like all others, she enjoyed both compliments and praise.

Andrea stood up and attempted to move the last piece of cloth on her body. Her thong… But Jon stopped her.

Jon: No, need babe, no need…

Andrea looked back at him.

Jon: I wanna do that…

Andrea left it on and Ron snuck up behind her and caressed her tits in her hands as he kissed her on her neck. Andrea moaned and gasped. He caressed her body, her gorgeous, wonderful body. The thick thighs, the broad hips, the flat belly… They have juicy buttocks. Then Jon gently but firmly pushed her forward onto the bed. She obeyed and crawled into the bed, making her huge ass look absolutely incredible. She shook it that way he really likes, and that sent him up even one more notch.

He gave her butt a huge and saucy kiss. He gave each of her buttocks several bites of love, and as he finally couldn’t lick anymore of her soft skin, he found her thong straps with his fingers, and began to pull it over her round ass.

Andrea had asked him, because this was almost a ritual at this point. He had done it so often… Jon had told her it was the sight of her soft flesh bulge under the fabric as he rolled it over her ass… combined with the tension of getting to fuck her shortly after.

Andrea didn’t mind.

Finally… Jon had pulled the thong down over her ass and over her legs… but… he let it hang on one of her feet.

He stuck his face in between her buttocks. Andrea moaned and let out sounds of satisfaction.

• This… was the first part of her act. She didn’t care much for this part. But she knew Jon loved it… so she played along.

Jon kept eating out her pussy. He was unable to tell her acting from her true feelings…

When he was finally satisfied, he placed himself right behind her, and with one hand on her butt, the other on his cock… he guided it to the lips of her pussy, and with one… strong push…

Jon: OOOooooh… FUCK!

Andrea stopped herself from commenting on Jon’s language, and instead moaned loudly… once again… just an act… In fact… it was all just an act… and it had been… for 12 long years.

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Agent Z was told to remove her suit and step into a set of ordinary clothes, a neat skirt and a turtleneck sweater.

As she did, Agent X and Y were changing into the suits of medical emergency drivers. They walked into an ambulance.

Betty: Operation Swap is going on right now. Hurry doctor, we need the MM device.

Doctor Banther: Yes, Doctor Director… The device is ready.

Betty: Not now, Doctor… when we get to the hospital.

The doctor nodded and walked into another emergency vehicle.

Betty and Agent Z both stepped into the rear of the ambulance and Agent Z was put up to speed on the situation.

Betty: It’s Mrs. Andrea Stoppable… the mother of… of Ron Stoppable… The high anomaly child we registered…

Agent Z nodded: What about her?

Betty looked grim as the ambulance began to drive. They were on the way to the hospital.

Betty: She is dying… Her family just contacted the emergency services… requested an urgent Ambulance…

Agent Z nodded again: Do we know her illness…?

Betty: Yes… and it’s bad… it’s very bad…

Agent Z was handed a document that described the illness… this… this was tragic… especially for a person so young. Agent Z looked at Betty and she saw raw emotions under the stern facade. She knew that Betty had a past with this woman. They were truly close… and she knew about the child. Ron Stoppable.

Betty: In fact… her condition is lethal… with current technology… we aren’t able to cure her…

Agent Z looked at another folder… this one foretold of a study made on…

Agent Z: Titans blood?

Betty: Yes… and not just any Titan… Kong’s blood.

Agent Z knew of the existence of these titanic beings with abilities and powers that nearly went beyond understanding. The agency known as Monarch was a part of the GJ network, and they were closely linked to monitor these beings.

Agent Z: But one thing is getting access to… his blood… another thing is using it to cure…

She looked at the dossier about Andrea’s disease…

Agent Z: … This ailment… We have no data to suggest other than initial results…

Betty: Indeed… we need time… and this is where your objective enters, Agent Z. You will be a replacement for Andrea Stoppable. We have already intercepted her in another ambulance and that ambulance is driving her to GJ headquarters and will set her up in a life pod.

Agent Z nodded.

A life pod was fairly new discovery by one of GJ’s lead scientists. The Life Pod was a device that could maintain a person, even a terminally ill person, for an unlimited amount of time. The life pod provides nourishment, fluids, disposes of waste and oxygen. The person in the pod floats in a fluid of warm liquids that treats the skin. Frankly, a person doesn’t even age inside that pod.

But as remarkable the pod is as far as an invention goes… it doesn’t really cure anything. But if they stored Andrea in a pod, they could work full time on finding a cure, with no stress or rush that she would succumb to her disease. It was brilliant… expect…

Betty: In an attempt to continue to hide our existence from the world, we need to make it look like as if Andrea Stoppable was somehow misdiagnosed and only suffered from a mild infection… and that she is alive and well… our agents are already walking around in Middleton modifying the memories all who has close social bonds to the Stoppable’s…

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Meanwhile in the Rockwaller house…

An agent was busy fucking the Rockwaller matriarch…

Tonnie: Oh Baby… I don’t know what that goofy little flashlight did… but it certainly made me horny! NOW FUCK ME YOU SUSPICIOUS LOOKING CHARACTER!

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Betty: But with her husband and her son we need a more… delicate treatment of their memories.

Agent Z nodded.

Betty: I emphasize, your position is only meant to be temporary. Ron’s and Jon’s memories needs to be adjusted, with the possibility for them to be reset back to the original… that’s why we needed Doctor Banther himself to come and modify their memories.

Agent Z: Understood… I shall parade as Mrs Andrea Stoppable.

Betty leaned in and looked her deep in the eyes.

Betty: It’s very important that you truly become your character, Agent Z. We need to be absolutely certain that no needless trauma befalls that child. If our intel is correct… then that boy is destined to do amazing things. All his numbers are off the charts. You have to not only act as his mother… you need to really BE his mother.

Agent Z nodded: Understood.

Betty: Realism is important. I hope this doesn’t set your moral compass up for a test, because you will also have to be the loving wife of Andrea’s husband… you need to work and act and remain a stable and good housewife for this man. Of course within the parameters of the law. But this also means that you have to maintain a carnal relationship with the man… Just to throw off suspicions.

Agent Z: Understood.

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Jon: OOOH FUCK!

Jon reached out and grabbed Andrea by the hair. He wanted to hear her moan and bitch. She did as he wanted.

The man rammed his cock into her repeatedly. The sounds of their lovemaking was quite immense.

Andrea: Oh yes Jon yes! I love it! Fuck me! Fuck me you big bull!

Jon loved it when his wife wanted more. He gave her wonderful ass a few clashes and he looked like he was ready to change positions.

He pulled his wife up to a stand, and then they spun around so Jon would lie on the bed, and now Andrea was to ride him.

As a standing reverse cowgirl.

She moaned and made all the noises, but it was all a performance… and it had been so for 12 years now.

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The Ambulance was arriving at the hospital.

Betty: We are counting on you Agent Z… and remember… we are estimating it will only take a few months… possibly a year, and worst case scenario we are looking at possibly two years… but keep up the front… no matter what.

Agent Z: Understood.

She was laid down on a stretcher and with an oxygen mask. Agent X and Y took charge and let her out of the ambulance.

Betty banged on the back wall. The driver understood and drove off.

Back at HQ Betty arrived just in time to see the doctors put the last tubes into Andrea Stoppable before submerging her into the life pods fluids.

Betty: WAIT!

The doctors stopped and looked at her.

Betty: Just a moment.

Doctor Blabber: Director we really can’t delay… time is of the essence…

Betty: Just… one moment…

Betty looked at the face of the woman who she had for years meant to be the most beautiful woman in the entire world.

Betty removed the oxygen mask and gave her one last and deep kiss… and then placed the mask back over her face.

With tears filling up her eyes, she slowly lowered the woman’s head and torso into the waters and then… she let her go… The pod was sealed off and raised to an upright position. Andrea Stoppable was hanging weightless in the fluids of blue waters and was seemingly in a deep sleep.

Betty: Move her to my office… I will personally keep her under supervision.

Doctor Blabber: Understood mam…

The pod was transported to the Director's office…

Betty: I will save your life, Andrea… I will not lose you a second time…

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Finally… third act of their sexual act of the day… Andre was on her back, this time screaming ever louder and calling out more and more obscene names to Jon’s fantastic performance in bed.

Andrea: OH YES! OH YES JON I LOVE IT! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU FUCK ME! CUM INSIDE ME PLEASE! YOU KNOW I LOVE IT!

Jon: OH YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU ARE HOTTER THAN TONNIE ROCKWALLER AND I SUSPECT YOU ARE EVEN SLUTTIER! OH I WANT TO CUM ON YOUR FACE!

Andrea: NO JON PLEASE…! CUM INSIDE ME! FILL UP MY PUSSY WITH YOUR HOT SPERM! I BEG YOU PLEASE!

Jon let out a roar and with a last powerful push, and his wife’s legs locked behind his back, he blasted out his cum inside of her and Andrea let out a scream, and her legs and body were shaking in wild cramps…

Andrea: Oh FUCK ME!!

Jon collapsed on top of her… but this was expected.

There they laid… Mr and Mrs Stoppable… both breathing heavily. Andrea caressed her husband's back head with gentle strokes.

Andrea: Oh Jon… you are… fantastic… I… I love you…

The first part of that sentence was… true. The other part… wasn’t true. Andrea… Agent Z… cared a lot for Jon. She had been his spouse for over 12 years now… The sex wasn’t too bad… in fact… she had learned to appreciate it… but love… she had many warm feelings for Jon, and she cared for his well being… but she didn’t love him.

But she had to say it ever so often… otherwise… she would be found out… even though at this point she doubted it.

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Evening came and they had a lovely dinner together. They helped each other in the kitchen as they always did, and Jon was extra touchy tonight. He always was on Fridays.

Their son wasn’t home so they took the chance to be extra flirty and touchy.

After dinner they sat down on the couch in the living room and saw a movie. But it was all just to build up more and more steam for round 2.

As mentioned… Andrea didn’t mind the sex. In fact… it could be very correct to assume that she had only been able to keep up this long game… because of the sex. Jon wasn’t bad… not by any stretch of the imagination… but it had almost come to a point where Jon and Andrea were the outliers of the community.

So many of their peers were now separated or divorced or getting divorced.

And here Jon and Andrea were… going at it like they were still in college.

Andrea had been asked many times, by many of the women in the community, how she was able to keep her man in line…

She took a look at her man next to her and they shared a smile.

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Jon was in heaven… he truly was…

He knew she was only playing hard to get right now, and he honestly loved it. It meant that they were going to go at it even harder a little later.

Jon had been in love with his wife ever since he met her. She was by far the hottest and kindest woman he had ever known. She was sweet and they had an amazing life together. Sure, there were ups and downs, but they had managed them all.

Jon also loved their yearly trip to Lake Middleton.

He loved showing off his wife to all his peers in town. Andrea always attracted attention.

He had had a few confrontations with a few men who tried their luck a little too obviously in the past. Including that selfish bastard Mr. James Possible…

Jon both understood why James would hit on his wife and… didn’t understand it. He had met Ann Possible that day by the lake and she was absolutely gorgeous! A true goddess among women… and that red hair… it had been fantastic in the shining glow of the sun.

As all men do Jon briefly imagined her naked and how she would look on all fours on his bed, and him giving her the best piece of him.

But in the end… it was Andrea and ONLY Andrea for him. He needed no one else.

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Jon was sitting in the waiting room.

He was very distraught and he was sitting next to his son.

He had just returned from a phone call. He had tried to get a hold of his sister in law, Tessa. He might need her to look after Ron for a while… frankly… he might need a new motherly figure in Ron’s life…

The next moments were a blur to him and Ron as they looked at a monitor in the room… the monitor… had sent out such a weird light… and when they finally stopped looking at it… there was a doctor… Jon looked at him with horror… knowing fully well it could only be bad news… how little time would he have left with the love of his life…? Months… weeks… … days…?

Doctor: Good news, Mr. Stoppable… Your wife is all good and healthy…

Jon looked up at him with a look of pure shock… what??? Was this a bad joke???

Jon: What… but…

Doctor: We have run some tests… all came back negative. We have concluded your wife have just had a minor internal infection and she responded very well to the medicine. She is awake and all her vitals are good.

Jon blinked: Are… are you sure??

Doctor: Positive! You can even take her home tonight if you want.

Jon bursted out in tears and hugged the doctor who just smiled and hugged him back.

Jon looked upwards and whispered: Thank you…

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Jon was on his back… resting… he had just fucked his wife for the second time that day and now… she was fulfilling her agreed upon duty, and that was to suck him off for the third time… she was really, really good.

After he came yet another time into her mouth, she gulped and smiled at him.

Andrea: Are you satisfied, my dear?

Jon: Yeah… for now… but tomorrow, we are gonna break to bed, baby.

Andrea smiled and walked out into the bathroom. She would brush her teeth. Later on she crawled into bed and fell asleep right next to Jon.

She had only been sleeping for a few hours when the phone gave one single buzz.

Her training had given her such a good sense of hearing, and an ability to detect one single buzz that she would react to it, even if drunk.

She rose from her bed, calmly and without a sound. She looked at Jon and needed to confirm that he was asleep.

Andrea: Jon? Want to fuck again?

Jon didn’t even react. She knew he had to be far off in dreamland. Had he even been remotely aware, he would already have jumped her.

Andrea smiled. She grabbed her phone and walked down the hall to the stairs, all the way to the basement. She locked it after herself and walked to a part of the basement where the reception was good.

She called back the number that had registered.

It rang once… it rang twice… then: Welcome to Tri-City Area Business Center… Thank you for your interest. Your opinions matter a lot to us. If you are here about a subscription, press 1. Is this about a bill, press 2. Do you have questions about a product, press 3. For other, press 4.

Andrea pressed 4.

There was a ringing sound. Then: Hello my name is Brian, how can I help you?

Andrea: Hello, I was contacted.

Brian: Hold on a second… I am sending you to a colleague.

There was silence… and then: Report security clearance number.

Andrea pressed the number on her phone.

There was another silence.

Then someone picked up a phone in the other end.

Betty: Good evening Agent Z.

Andrea: Good evening, Doctor Director. I was contacted. Anything to report.

Betty: Nothing yet…

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Betty Director was standing in her office, in the blue glow of the life pod.

Betty: We have been in contact with Monarch, but they are incredibly hard to move, or even persuade… but we think we have a lead on the whereabouts of Kong… so we are moving in…

Betty looked like she had been through hell and back.

Betty: Agent Z… I have to admire your commitment to this assignment. I am truly grateful and proud of your actions. I honestly doubt that any other agent would have handled this job at the same level as you, Agent Z.

Andrea: I am just doing my duty, Director. Even if I have to live out the rest of my life as Jon’s spouse.

Betty: Don’t worry… we are moving in on a cure…

Betty had turned to look at the still sleeping real Mrs Andrea Stoppable.

Betty: Keep it up, Agent Z. Over…

Betty ended the call and walked up to the pod. She placed a hand on the glass. It felt warm.

Betty: Not so long now, Andrea… not so long now… Soon, you will be with your family again…

Betty closed her eye and walked out of the office.

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Andrea walked up from the basement and went to her bedroom, she saw Jon was stirring under the sheets.

Jon looked a little groggy, but he managed to find Andrea. He smiled at her…

Jon: I heard ya…

Andrea stiffened… Shock and bewilderment fell over her… how… how could he have heard??? The basement was soundproof and… had he wired her???

Jon pulled her into bed and Andrea let out a gasp.

Jon: My own horny Andrea… you didn’t get enough earlier did ya…? Of course I want to fuck you!

Andrea breathed a sigh of relief, and she later thought herself to be silly, as Jon once again plowed her pussy.

Andrea didn’t love him… but… she had to agree… married life wasn’t so bad… in fact… it was… rather nice… Even if the real Andrea Stoppable had to sleep forever in her pod… she wouldn’t mind parading as her…

In a way… having that child back in the day came back to help her in this case… She had the same figure and body of a woman like Andrea Stoppable… With this… her mind wandered… it wandered to the little baby girl she gave up for adoption all those years ago… It was long before any of this. A few years before Ron was born…

She wondered… about that girl… how did she look now? Did she look like her? Did she have a good life? Had her adoptive parents been good to her? Had they… made her into the best self she could be?

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500 miles away… in a prison cell sat a young blonde woman. Her hair was short and she had the sides shaved nearly bald. She had been training for days unend and she looked like a real fighter now.

She was training a little… she had been restless for some reason.

Her cellmate woke up from her midnight workout.

Denise: Do you mind Adrena? I am trying to sleep! I don’t mind watching your perfect ass work out, but it’s in the fucking middle of the night…

Adrena: Sorry… I am just… I can’t believe I am getting out in just 2 weeks…

Denise: Yeah yeah, that’s all good’n well for you, but if you want to get out in two weeks you better stop waking me up… Go to bed!

Adrena knew she was right. And she crawled into her bunk.

Adrena Lynn… managed to fall asleep… with sweet dreams about sticking it to Kim Possible… and getting Ron Stoppable… as her man…

The End.