It was a calm evening day like every other day in Middleton. Birds were chirping, on a hot breeze in the air was blowing in outside the Stoppable home. Ron and Monique were in his basement. Rufus watched the daily sparring. The little pink rat sat on the couch eating cheese.
"Begin!" A slight bow accompanies Rufus' order.
The two teens prepared themselves for their battle to begin. Ron smiles while he stretches; he wears a pair of black ninja pants and a black shirt, revealing a muscular build. Ron had noticed that over the weeks, his body was changing faster than an average person would. He heals and is stronger. Master Sensei had explained to him in his mind that it would eventually happen as his body grew with his power of the other changes he noticed and was the fact that his hair grew out faster now as well; Ron didn't have time for a haircut since he began training with Monique, so he let it grow to his mid-back and kept it in a ponytail.
Since he began training with Monique, Monique and Ron had been training for weeks. The fashion beauty developed her body into the strength of beauty with abs. Every day Ron and Monique work out to train for both of them to be better, and during the weeks, his lady had indeed improved fast with basic training, to second learning of strength and blocks, defense, attacks. Monique had memorized his teaching technique well, and Monique was getting better in training with Ron's help. It was Ron's goal to get Monique to learn how to fight, become the best fighter; they usually did a more traditional style of stretches training in the backyard at times to learn monkey fighting techniques and different types of combat that Monique wanted to try in a spar, she, of course, know in weeks. Furthermore, Ron was no longer in his fears, realizing Monique would be alright.
Ron began to teach Monique in more time, and the blonde was focused on their training, causing him not to be lazy anymore; he too was more confident. Also, the blonde started to get big-headed when he trained with Monique knowing he got better. Namely, he and Kim usually help out Monique in her training, but his best friend was with Josh this evening.
Ron got out of thought. The fight had begun at the shout of "Begin!" by Rufus.
Ron crouched down with one leg out before himself while keeping his hands to his chest, imitating a monkey. On the other side of the sparing pit, Monique stood with confidence, and the fashion beauty was in a red workout top showing her dark belly. She was sexy with long silky black hair, big breasts, and a perfect round ass.
She was the fashion queen.
She was a beautiful, gorgeous, and sexy woman who knew her clothing style; Monique was just so hot. Anything she's wearing. The red clothes fit her snuggly and show some skin that you can see all of her beautiful cleavage curves perfectly. She, too, wore black sweat pants.
Monique rush towards Ron like a fashion red-fired fox. She followed his movement, trying to strike at his stomach only for Ron to duck under it; on the couch, Rufus watched the match, cheering on both, the little rat saw Monique struck at Ron, and the blonde sidestepped the last second, barely evading the strike. He used her motion against her, and now Ron leaped forward with speed and flung towards Monique, unsuspecting her to kick at her legs, sending her off balance.
She struck with a thud, and Monique fell over with a loud cry.
"Ow!"
Causing Ron to be worried.
"Aw man, Monique, I'm sorry. Are you alright?"
"Yeah!" Monique said.
"Maybe we should call in quits. That blow was totally pretty bad. I would hate to see you hurt." He said, watching Monique give a hurt groan.
"Ron, don't quit out on me so fast, and besides, I'm fine." Monique began to giggle. "Also, remember I've got better, so let's continue our spare baby boy."
"Your sure?" Ron ask.
"So sure, baby boy, and Ron!" Monique gives her bf a smirk.
"Yeah, what's up, baby."
"If I recall on our lesson in training, you taught me saying don't be unfocused or distracted of me!" She explained, and before Ron could have reacted, "Haha! I got ya, Ron, I play fake hurt, like a possum!" she cried out with triumph. The fashion beauty jumped and gripped her bf elbow and looped his arm behind Ron's back as the blonde boy gave a little girly yell scream.
"Ahhhhhh, hey, no fair on playing possum Monique," Ron yells, causing him to twist his body on the ground.
"Now you're so over, baby boy, I won!" she cheered and jumped for joy.
The blonde looks at Monique in the eye and gives a little chuckle.
'Oh, Monique, you are so cute and sneaky, talking about being unfocused or distracted, you played me by being a possum. Well, the Ron man can play the same game. You have not won yet.' Ron grins with a thought.
"Quit bragging. You're no winner yet; now check this, my lady." Ron smiled.
Before Monique could strike at Ron again, she stopped and got off her game. This time, Monique saw Ron get off the ground, and the blonde took off his black shirt, threw it on the couch beside Rufus, almost covering Rufus' face. Monique's face turned red, and she saw more of her boyfriend's muscles had toned up into muscles built some more when they had worked out weeks ago. Monique's eyes travel up and down her bf packs, seeing Ron twitched with each movement when he moved them. Monique's face had flushed red, and her eyes had a hungry look.
She ogled at his body.
'Oh my god, Mmmmm hot mama, my baby boy body has gotten bigger since we work out, oh dear God, mamma likes.' Monique was highly distracted as her eyes watched Ron's muscular abs in lust. Her eyes stared at Ron to her distraction, and water could still be seen dribbling down his muscular body, giving it a slight glisten when they were in a spare training match.
Her boyfriend now had a body like a friggin Greek God.
"Hey Monique, distracted by my badical body, it looks like you are unfocused too by my abs that developed more since we been training." Ron taunts his girlfriend.
"Oh, um, I'm not distracted by your delicious abs." Ronnie." Monique stammers, with another flush face, watching Ron flex and loosen himself up slightly.
At this point, Monique had to fight hard to keep her composer, even though she still sported a little blush face, the fashion beauty lunch at her boyfriend, and the two teens were going at it with their fight, claw strike to his shoulders, allowing Ron to dodge Monique strike.
Rufus continued to watch the match, and Monique continued to gawk at Ron's muscle-clad arm to wipe the sweat off his face. Causing the fashion beauty to stare and gawk more, she needs to focus. Her boyfriend was doing this sitch on purpose to get her off her game as she did to Ron minutes ago, who was off his game by being in worry of her.
Ron's physique was fast enough to block every move. Monique was sweating pretty hard, dripping water on her skin.
Accordingly, she closed her eyes and focused, thinking in her mind when Ron taught her not to get distracted. Then she opened them to not stare at Ron's body anymore, and Monique watched a millisecond attack by Ron, and the fashion beauty sidestepped her bf kick; with a fast movement, Monique grabbed Ron's leg with the intent of thrusting her boyfriend's midsection and Monique shifted her body weight throwing her hands out behind her, performing a backflip. The technique she put caused Ron's jaw to be slammed upwards when her foot connected with his chin.
Monique saw Ron stumbled backward but quickly recovered easily.
"Give up, baby boy. I'm now 100% focused. You are about to lose." Monique smile.
"You can't beat me, Monique. You got to do better than that. I don't feel pain anymore, baby. Watch this sitch. Okay, Monkey Powers, heal me." Ron smiled cocky at Monique; the dark beauty gazed at Ron taking a breath and calling on his MMP. He felt a familiar electrical surge course through his body. A blue aura erupted around Ron, smothering the blonde's body to heal him of all his pains. It was then that Monique and Rufus saw through the open basement window shown some dark clouds formed outside gave her lover some powers.
"Awesome power, right, Rufus," Monique said to Rufus.
Rufus shouts with excitement.
"Yeah, booyah, Ron rocks." Rufus cheers.
Monique grins at the little pink rat, thinking how she should beat her bf in their match. 'Think girlfriend, Ronnie is super Ron now. How do I'd like to beat a super who has superpowers?' She told herself.
She thought about an idea, and Monique came up with a plan, 'maybe an affection with a kiss will do.' Monique thought. The fashion beauty leaped into the fray, glimpsing her bf die down his powers than Monique kicked at Ron, but Ron struck back with a palm thrust to Monique's chest area and continued another attack. The two began to throw a few punches at each other, with one blocking the other's punches, ducking and dodging their way out of each different punches.
Ron was still clearly the better fighter. All that was for Monique to see an opening to steal a kiss of affection as she grabbed Ron's wrist and threw Ron over her shoulder. Ron landed hard on his back onto the mats affecting the fashion beauty to smirk when the sparring session directly turned into a flirting game.
Ron gazed at his girlfriend landing on top of him, and the fashion girl made sure to push her cleavage against Ron's muscular chest, and her head came in closer, and she leaned in and kissed Ron full on the lips.
After minutes the fashion beauty, momentarily breaking the kiss smirking. "Mmmmm, Baby boy, that was truly a nice match; I totally won this time!" Monique said, teasing, and smirked wickedly as she felt Ron stiffen up. She could feel him blush.
Ron was finally able to focus.
Monique could feel Ron's hand on her left chocolate breast. He was massaging it, rolling her nipple in between his fingers, he moved down, circling her belly button down to the thick of her legs, letting out a reply.
"Bah, you're a cheater, Monique, you kiss me; that's cheating." Ron had a slight smirk on his face.
"Who's a cheater?" She smirks. "Not me; I'm no cheater. I play fair; I won by my sexy dark beauty affection. My plan had worked since I can not beat you, super Ron," Monique said calmly.
"You did not play fair." Ron pout.
"Did to Ronnie!"
"Did not, Monique. This sitch is serious, baby. Maybe I'll have got to put on no sexy affection in my rule book as we train together again, Mo." Ron laugh.
"Bad Idea Ronnie, why no affection in training so I can do this boy." She's begun to kiss Ron passionately again.
God, Monique needed Ron...NOW.
Her body was getting hot, and Monique's hand traveled down slowly, insanely slowly tracing a path down to Ron's dick.
/
On the couch, The Mole Rat was sure what was precisely about to happen. Here he was watching from his seat. His buddy and Monique were going to make love. Rufus caught sight of Monique beginning to pull Ron's black sweatpants down. Her hand reached inside his spotted boxers, slipping down his leg.
She ripped the boxers off.
"Those were my last pair."
Rufus heard Ron glancing at Monique gently stroking her bf dick.
That drove Ron insane.
'Hunk yuck, gross.' Rufus cried out, and he remembered in his head because it was hard not to forget about a similar naked brunette cheerleader riding on Ron screaming in Ron's bedroom making love. Rufus had watched his eye out of such a bad display; sure, Ron and Bonnie broke up now, his buddy was during the same act with Monique like his pal did with Bonnie. Rufus covered his eyes a little, glimpsing at Monique pulled her shirt over her head, slipping her red crop top work out shirt off, falling on the mat, revealing her natural large dark breasts, then she grab her pants, pulling them down.
The fashion beauty gave a sexy little smirk.
Ron lost the ability to do anything, starting at Monique's dark boobs. Rufus peeks at Monique going down, shoving her boyfriend's manhood into her mouth.
"Oh, yes, booyah right there."
His buddy's nasty fun disgusted Rufus, resulting in the mole-rat to dove upstairs, getting a leftover of Bueno Naco in the fridge.
(Possible resident)
Kim was in her home wearing her favorite green shirt and blue club banana pants. She just got back from her date with Josh. Her date was perfect. Josh had taken her to dinner and a movie. She smiled finally had time for herself without not helping Monique in training.
Sure the teen hero has loved helping out her friend since Monique join up team Possible, but Kim is a teen, and she has not been a normal teen for once and a while. She was glad Ron helped out Monique. 'Ron and Monique do make a cute couple.' Kim thought, sitting on her couch, watching her mom cooking up some gross-out brain food, she brushed her hair.
Looking around her, she saw the faces of her brothers flying a toy red rocket by her.
"You Tweebs!" Kim said, yelling in a fit of rage and chasing her twin brothers around the house. The rocket flew by their door.
"Boys, no rockets in the house; take it outside." James Possible said to his twin sons while reading his newspaper. He was sitting across the room from his daughter.
"Sorry, dad!" Jim said.
"Yeah, dad, we going out now. Tim added and opened the front door, and the rocket flew in a brown hair cheerleader's face, resulting in Bonnie smashing the toy rocket with her blue glow hands; the twins stopped in their tracks, seeing a blue glow light up Bonnie's whole body.
"Cool, Sis, your rival is glowing blue, Hicka-bicka-boo," Jim said.
"So awesome, Hoo-sha!" Tim add next.
"K, your brothers are total annoying!" Bonnie protested.
"Bonnie, what are you doing here?!" Kim said in a surprised tone and stopped in her track. She noticed the brunette had some weird blue aura light around her rival body.
Kim stared in shock.
"K, I'm a freak, now my reputation is ruined. I had found out weeks ago. I've got some stupid powers. It only comes and goes, so I need your help since you do freak fighting with my ex." Bonnie groans out, and the tanned girl walks into her rival home as the cheerleader sees her rival and family's shocked faces.
Snapping out of shock, the teen hero took out her blue device to contact Wade.
"What's up, Kim?" Wade said, drinking his juice.
"Wade, we are in a sitch. Bonnie has some weird powers."
/
In the home of Camille Leon;
Camille Leon smiled to herself and got out of her shower. She walked through the room that connected her living room to her kitchen. Walking in with a white towel stopping by a living room dining table, she realized that her cat was sitting on the couch.
Her blonde hair is wet, the shape shipper stood there looking at all the photos on Team Possible, and her hands touched a face of fashion beauty.
Camille Leon's eyes landed on Monique.
Camille Leon examined Monique from up and down.
"Oh, you, Monique? Uh-huh," Camille yawned. "So what she got style, with beauty and fashion. Like whatever."Camille Leon looks at herself in the mirror.
"I'm the better fashion model on the planet. Nobody can top my style in fashion. Like Kay, I'm Bored now. It's about time to ruin Team Possible and meet Monique. We will become rivals, like when time moves on. I'm so going to be you in steal your life girl that I will be popular, hahaha. Stealing people's life is so fun." Camille Leon grins evilly. "Cause I'm Camille Leon, that bitch, and lets the fun begin." The blonde girl look in her reflection appearing.
Showing Monique's face transpired in the mirror.
Author Notes; please don't forget to review.