Kim Possible Porn Story: Near Misses and Total Hits Chapter 13

Summer was a wretched season.

Drakken grimaced as he fiddled with the half-eviscerated wires in the deathray de jour. It was too hot to be doing this. It was too hot to be doing anything, but he felt restless and frustrated for some reason that was eluding him and he had to channel it into something.

Red to yellow… Or was it red to orange? Rrgh…

He untangled himself, casting about for the manual. Shego! Wheres the–

His sidekick slunk around the bulky machine, clad in a swimsuit. His volume faded.

…um, manual…?

She rolled her eyes and pointed to the control panel where it lay splayed open. Im heading outside, she informed him. Its actually nice out for once. If you need anything… Please, hesitate to ask. She pulled a pair of sunglasses down from where they were perched on the top of her head and walked off.

Im not paying you to sunbathe, he grumbled, knowing she was already out of range and wouldnt listen anyway. He stomped over to get his book, tugging surreptitiously at his collar.

Stupid… heat. Suddenly his tight lab coat felt altogether too constricting.

Prompt – “constrict”