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By, Clayton Overstreet

Kim Possible rattled her chains. “Ron, can you hear me?”
“Yeah KP!” Came an echoing reply from the air vent. “I’m going to try to escape and work my way down to you!”
Suddenly the door opened and Shego stepped into the room. The legs and arms of her usual suit stuck out from under the green Club Banana jacket she was wearing. “Oh, I don’t think you need to be doing that Princess.”
The tone in Shego’s voice was unmistakable and sent a shiver down Kim’s back. “Shego, I don’t have time to play around.” In the distance she could hear the whine of Drakken’s machine powering up and the echo of his insane laughter. “I have to stop him.”
“No you don’t,” Shego said and smirked.
Kim’s jaw dropped. She had been paying Shego a thousand dollars a month and sparring with her in exchange for being let stop Drakken without interference. The fact that they were dating should have counted for something too. Then Shego produced something from the pocket of her coat. It was the rare lens whose theft had been what drew Kim’s attention in the first place. In seconds it melted between her glowing fingers. “So, do you think he’ll notice I switched this with a lens from a pair of binoculars?”
There was a loud explosion from down the hall. Kim smiled and said, “No.” She tugged on her chains. “So, are you going to let me down before he comes looking?”
“I have scenes of you escaping from us before from the security cameras keyed up on the monitors.”
“So let me down already,” Kim said. Shego just stood there smiling. “Shego…”
Shego grinned and said, “I don’t think so Kimberly Ann.” She began taking off her jacket.
“What are you doing?”
Shego dropped the jacket to the ground and Kim stared. Instead of wearing her usual full body suit like Kim thought, Shego instead was merely wearing the sleeves and legs. The rest of it was cut away leaving bare skin in between. Very perky and green bare skin. Kim swallowed hard.
Not bothering to answer the question verbally Shego walked over to Kim and pressed in close, inches from touching her. Reaching up she tugged on the chains, making sure they were secure while Kim’s eyes darted between hers and other things. Kim swallowed and said, “Uh, you never did tell me. Drakken saw us kissing at x-mas. Did he ever say anything about it?”
Shego shook her head. “He’s either in denial or doesn’t care. Maybe he thinks I’m leading you to the dark side. In any case, what’s he going to do about it?”
“That or the mutant mistletoe that attacked him erased his memory.” Kim shrugged, causing her chest to brush up against Shego’s. Gasping she quickly added, “Um, Ron and Rufus can hear us.”
“Good.” Shego took off her gloves leaving only the green and black sleeves. Tossing them aside she got down on her knees and wrapped her hands around Kim’s bare midriff right above her cargo pants. While Kim got goosebumps she leaned in and slid her tongue into Kim’s bellybutton. Licking she massaged her fingers into the muscles of Kim’s stomach. Kim herself was beyond all rational thought, moaning loudly and rotating her hips.
“Hey! A little consideration here!” Ron’s voice came faintly. Neither of them paid any attention.
Hours later Shego finally released Kim from her shackles and the two of them lay in a tangle on the floor. Ron was in his cell still, currently humming the Naked Mole Rap. Judging from the silence outside Drakken and his men had already abandoned the base, leaving them completely alone.
“Hm, that was fun.” Shego mumbled; her mouth partially blocked by Kim’s hair.
Kim nodded. “Yeah, but my wrists hurt like hell. A few other things too.” She glanced down to where a green handprint was lightly burned into her ass.
“Sorry,” Shego said.
“No big,” Kim said. “Uh, actually Shego, there was one thing I wanted to talk to you about. You know Ron and I graduated from high school last year and GJ has been paying us enough to live on and everything. Plus my mom and dad are pretty rich and my brothers will probably invent something that’ll net them a bundle and they already told me they want to support me if I ever need it. So I’m pretty well off.”
“Yeah, so?” Shego said.
Kim bit her lip. “What I’m trying to say is I’ve got a steady income. We’ve been seeing each other for a while now, you know?” She reached over to her discarded cargo pants and pulled something out. It was a small black box. She flipped it open revealing a diamond ring with a small emerald and a black beryl on either side. “So I was wondering if you might want to marry me.” Shego moved back, staring open mouthed at the ring in Kim’s hand. Then she looked up at Kim, still shocked. “If you don’t that’s okay too…”
Shego snatched the ring away from her. She slipped it on. “You know this thing is just going to melt right off though…”
“No it won’t. It’s made of this new kind of metal my dad helped develop and…” Shego planting a huge kiss on her cut her off.

Shego groaned and turned off the computer screen. “Who writes those things?” Aside from trying to hook her up with her mortal enemy, the author had gotten their characters completely off. It was such a pain being famous. She had almost as many fan fics written about her as a cartoon character.
Shego had been surfing the net when she had tried looking up news coverage about herself. There was a lot, but as she searched through the various sites she had come across a fan fiction site with her name on it. It was actually based on Kim Possible, but Shego had long ago gotten used to being associated with Miss Perfect. And she would continue to do so as long as someone was willing to pay her to go up against the teen hero.
Frankly Shego didn’t feel that her defeats really reflected badly on her. Most of the really big villains had already lost to Kim and Shego was pretty much the only one of them to consistently beat her. If Kim escaped after Shego had knocked her out because Drakken’s security was horrible then that was his fault, not hers. She was the one who went toe to toe with a girl who practiced cheerleading and some half dozen martial arts.
Anyway, the stories she read were frankly badly written pieces of crap. Some of them were okay. She had even eventually come across a site dedicated to her. Sadly the want-to-be villains all turned out to be freaks who were probably just hyper teenage boys. Admittedly some of the pictures they drew of her were really good, but most of it just plain sucked… Eventually she would probably end up working for one of them.
So, to take out some of her frustration, she had started using Drakken’s computers to track down the little bastards and kick their little butts. It killed the time in between evil plans and gave her the chance to practice her martial arts skills. The minions and even the clones wouldn’t spar with her any more.
“Just make sure you also beat up some of the ones who write the yaoi stories about me and what’s his name.”
“Ron Stoppable?” She asked. He nodded. “Fine. But mine comes first.”
“Just be back in time for my plan. My new weather control device is a work of pure genius and will allow me to…” Shego tuned him out at this point and walked away, leaving Drakken to continue ranting.

Shego flew to the next address on her list of ass kicking in the hovercraft. It was actually located in Middleton. She considered seeing if Kim wanted to get in on this, but decided that Miss Goody Two-shoes probably had a problem with beating up people just for writing stories. Admittedly it was a bit petty, but a girl had to do something with her and what was the point of being a villain if you couldn’t be petty?
The onboard tracking system alerted her that she was over the right house. Putting the hovercraft into park she grabbed onto a climbing cable and lowered herself onto the roof. Moving like a ninja she made her way to the edge and looked down. There was an open bedroom window. Grabbing the shingles she rolled forward and flipped inside with pinpoint accuracy. She landed like a cat and saw someone facing away from her sitting at an old computer.
“So, you think it’s fun to write crappy stories about people?”
Ron Stoppable turned and said, “Actually it wasn’t even my idea.”
“It was mine,” Kim’s voice said behind her. Shego jumped around and saw Kim sitting right next to the window. “I actually wrote this really great fic, but Wade said it was too good to draw you in so we had Ron do it.”
“Hey, I thought it showed the great love between two women,” Ron said.
Shego glared at them and raised her glowing hands. “Why did you bring me here?”
“Hello,” Kim said. “You’re going around and beating seven kinds of shit out of people for writing stupid stories. So I had Wade hack Drakken’s computer and we made sure you saw something you couldn’t resist and changed the name on Ron’s server.”
Shego snorted. “A girl needs a hobby. At least this one looked like it was run through a spell checker.”
“I also used a thesaurus,” Ron said. “A very underused item in fic writing.”
Shego suddenly jumped at Kim, hands clawed to attack. Kim dropped to the floor and kicked up with both feet, sending Shego flying out the window.
“Don’t hurt my mom’s vegetable garden!” Ron yelled.
Kim ignored him and jumped out the window after Shego. There was a loud splat and some seeds hit the windowsill. Rufus crawled out of Ron’s pocket and squeaked. “Nah, that wasn’t a zucchini. It was a squash.” There was a thump of something hitting the wall. “That was the zucchini.”
Outside Shego and Kim were pelting each other with produce. Both were already covered in melon juice, but Kim let the vegetables hit her and instead focused on avoiding the blasts from Shego’s hands. “Is your aim getting worse or did you get something in your eyes?”
“Hold still and we’ll see how bad my aim is!” Shego snapped. Then she looked at Kim’s sticky outfit and had to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Kim asked.
Shego shook her head. “It’s just that over the last month I must have read a dozen stories that involve you and me getting covered in something sticky.”
“Same here,” Kim said. She saw Shego’s look. “I told you, I tried to write a story to catch you. To do that I had to read some.” She threw a tomato and Shego batted it aside.
Shego sighed and said, “Aw, screw this. I’m done. I was getting board cleaning pimple juice off my gloves anyway.” She Snapped her fingers and suddenly the cable she had lowered herself down was there. She grabbed on as the hovercraft flew away. “Hey Kimmie, send me your fic. I’d like to see how you did! You probably hooked me up with Drakken!”
Kim cursed under her breath just as Ron showed up. “Where is she KP?”
“Where were you?”
“My mom stopped me on the way down and made me take out the trash.”
Kim sighed and said, “She got away. I think she’s done beating up on geeks.”
“Good. So I guess now we just have to stop them from being beaten up by other people.”
She shot him a look. “I’m not a miracle worker Ron.”
“Fair enough,” he said.

Shego arrived back at the lair. She was jet lagged and angry. True, Kim hadn’t technically beaten her, but she had not won either. The entire trip was a complete waste of time and now she had to change out of her clothes. Opening the secret door in the volcano she landed the hovercraft and got out, taking a moment to stretch her legs. When she actually looked around she was surprised.
There had obviously been an explosion. Pieces of lab equipment were lying on the floor and there were scorch marks everywhere. Pieces of clones were dripping off the lights and furniture. Several minions lay unconscious on the floor.
A door opened and Drakken, minus his eyebrows, walked past. He smelled of soap and had obviously just cleaned up. They both looked at each other and asked, “What happened to you?”
“Do you know anything about unstable isotopes and heating requirements?” He asked.
“No,” she said.
“Then don’t ask. You?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Fair enough. The weather control plan is being pushed back a few weeks. You’ll be on call for security issues, but aside from that do what you want. How did the beating go?”
“ I decided to give it up. Did you leave any hot water?” He nodded. She turned and headed for the door, stepping on a henchman as she went.
Eventually she made it through the long hallway to her room. It was pretty sparse, since she kept most of her personal belongings in a storage bin that she paid $100 a month for. It was the safest way when your home was constantly being moved and blown up. Kim had already cost her fifteen new iPods.
Stripping off her suit she ran her fingers through her long black hair. A carrot fell out onto the floor and she felt some of her hair stuck together by melon juice. Grumbling she made her way into the bathroom and turned on the shower. A blast of cold water hit her. Putting her hand in she waited for it to warm up. When it didn’t she shouted, “Drakken you jerk!” Gritting her teeth she got in and reached for the shampoo.
While she scrubbed her hair she chuckled to herself. “Kim possible actually wrote a fan fic. God, how pathetic would that be?” She wondered what it would be about, but decided that she would probably never know. “Of course, if I wanted to, I could definitely write a better fic.” She thought about it while rinsing out her hair and reached for the body wash. Rubbing it over her goose pimpled body she said, “Something where we actually beat Kim Possible. I’m always telling Drakken that I could come up with a way to beat her. You just have to get past Stoppable and that fat kid.” She paused, hands blocking her breasts from the cold water. “And that mole rat! I can’t forget about him… that happens too much in real life!”
If she was going to be honest with herself, Shego sometimes didn’t tie Kim up as tight as she could and purposely forgot to mention the rodent. After all, not only would the world suck if Drakken actually ruled it, but she would be out of a job. And it wasn’t like they couldn’t escape from any prison ever built. She had superpowers and Drakken, despite his idiocies in other areas, was a genius. She could have worked for anyone, but not only did she think Drakken had some potential, but it was nice to work with someone who wouldn’t tease her about the skin color thing. It got expensive beating up your employer.
Turning off the water she grabbed a towel and stepped out, enjoying the blast of warm air that was one of the benefits to living over a volcano. Drying off she tossed the towel over the edge of the tub and started combing her hair. “I still say he would make a better henchman than a boss. Maybe get some exercise and build up his muscles.” She had an image of a buff Drakken in an outfit like hers and shuddered. “Okay, that was disturbing. No wonder half the stories out there involve me going gay.”
Reaching for her robe she considered whom she could date. There were the guys she met on the beach occasionally, but those were just flings. Most of them tended to run for it the first time she threatened to skin them if they didn’t listen to every word she said. The big babies. The same for Drakken’s minions. And the clones tended to melt and were totally androgynous.
Senior Senior Junior was kind of cute and she had made him fairly cool for a while, but he was such a daddy’s boy. And frankly after hearing him sing it was just not going to happen. His father was too damn old. Monkeyfist was a genetic mutant and Duff Killigan was even worse. DN Amy looked better in a kilt...and more manly.
Kim’s choices were admittedly limited too. Reaching for the file Shego kept on the teen she flipped through the list of known acquaintances. There was the cheerleading squad who bounced between her and the snotty brunet like ping-pong balls. Kim had broken it off with that Josh Manky kid a while back and even tried dating Ron. True that was after he saved Kim’s life and the guy she wanted to take to the dance had melted, having turned out to be a clone of Drakken’s. There was also the blond jock, but he was both stupid and kept going out with Bonnie. Oh, and a guy from GJ who was a complete pain in the ass.
Tossing the file aside she decided that she might as well erase all the files she had started on the people she was going to beat up. She had been serious when she decided to drop it. Who knew when the next one would be Kim again? And there was just something sad about seeing all of those poor pitiful people with no lives who spent hours writing about people they would never meet. What kind of sad lifeless person would do that?
The door opened and Drakken stuck his head in, “Shego, do you want to read…” He was cut off by a green blast next to his head. “Later then.” The door shut.
Shego sighed. “The man never misses a cue.”
Turning on her computer she was just going to erase the folder when the computer said in a robotic voice, “You have mail.” Shego went to her inbox, hoping it was more Spam so she could send the company-destroying virus she always did. It was why she kept applying to mailing lists.
She took a look. Strangely there wasn’t any junk mail. “Damn, I’ll have to change my address again.” She saw only one email from worldsaver2000@yahoo.com and opened it. It was actually from Kim Possible. Surprised she scanned the page and saw that it was actually a fan fic.
Moving the mouse she opened up her instant messenger, mercenarychick@msn.com, and typed in Kim’s email. She was online and it worked.

Mercenary chick: Just why the hell did you email me?

World Saver 2000: Shego?

Mercenary Chick: Who else?

World Saver 2000: Uh, sorry. But I thought you asked me to send it.

Mercenary Chick: I wasn’t serious. I mean, come on.

World Saver 2000: Sorry. Never mind.

Mercenary Chick: You do remember we’re mortal enemies right?

World Saver 2000: Hey, that’s just… well I usually just figure it’s a job. Honestly, unless Drakken is actually doing something you and I don’t usually go after each other.

Mercenary Chick: Uh… good point.

World Saver 2000: If you don’t want to read it, don’t bother. It was stupid anyway. I was just trying to think up something that would piss you off.

Mercenary Chick: You could probably do it better than anyone.

World Saver 2000: I got a little carried away actually. Never mind, just delete it.

Mercenary Chick: Okay, bye.

Shego logged off without waiting for a reply. But the inbox screen was still on. “Well, I might as well see what Kimmie thought would piss me off so much.” Saving it as a text file she hit print and opened up the mini-fridge next to her bed and grabbed a soda. Sitting back in her chair she snatched the story out of the printer as it finished and sat back to read it.
Five minutes later she snorted some soda out of her nose. Drakken was going on about his plan and even the fictional version of her was ignoring him and his plan to flood the market with expanding packing peanuts and stop all mail.
“Actually that isn’t a bad plan. Who knew she was a natural?” Shego continued reading.
Kim didn’t pull any punches on her sidekick either. Ron’s pants fell down three paragraphs after her was introduced into the story. Shego snickered and then banished the mental image from her mind. It was almost as bad as the Drakken one she’d had earlier. This was easy enough to do, because the dialogue was actually pretty good. Apparently Kim thought up stuff she would have like to have said in some of their other fights, but had not gotten around to it.
Shego was surprised when Kim even wrote about Shego knocking her out and tying her up. She had been expecting a more self-serving attitude. But then again Kim wasn’t Drakken. It was no wonder her pet computer nerd had decided that this fic wouldn’t piss her off enough to be bait. It was realistic and dead on. It barely qualified as a fan fic and was more of a documentary or possibly a prophecy. It was eerily similar to a lot of what they usually went through.
But when the Kim in the story woke up, then things got a little closer to pissing her off. Kim and Ron easily escaped their bonds with Rufus’s help and immediately began kicking ass. Shego at first was just angry, but then something in the wording began to catch her eye. To make sure she was right she started reading out loud. “Kim dodged Shego’s kick by leaping over her and landed on Shego’s butt with her hands, squeezing slightly before flipping off and causing Shego to stand straight up in surprise. Landing Kim turned and winked at her and said, ‘You’ve been working out!’ Shego blushed furiously and summoned up her ene3rgy beams.”
Okay, obviously that was meant to piss Shego off. Though it was kind of funny. At least it would have been if that were the end of it. “Sweat dripped from their bodies as they fought. While Ron disabled the machine and red lights flashed, the two young women were locked in combat, bodies pressed against each other. Kim glanced down, surprised that the green part of Shego’s skintight outfit had become partially see through. Kim felt her temperature raise slightly and forced her eyes back up to Shego’s.”
“Forced?” Shego said to herself. “Okay, noticing is one thing Princess. Having to make yourself look away is another. Keep this up and people will start to think you’re a dyke.”
She continued on with the story. From there it once again seemed to get back on track. There was a count down, Ron and Drakken had already run for it, and Kim and Shego had decided to put their differences aside and run for the door.
Then the fic took on another twist. The countdown went off and when the place blew up the fictional Shego was thrown into a wall. Kim, unable to leave her enemy lying there, stopped to help her. That was when part of the ceiling collapsed, trapping them inside. Shego hadn’t given any thought to it being a water-based base when she’d read that part earlier in the fic. But now as it sank deep into the ocean with them trapped inside she began to see why.
“The scary part is that this could happen,” she said to herself. “Great, now Miss Perfect is going to end up giving me nightmares.” She made a mental note about checking for waterproof escape pods next time before Drakken initiated the evil plan and kept reading.
In the fic Kim ended up dragging Shego into the living quarters, which were, logically, air tight and far enough away that it wasn’t damaged by the explosion. Coincidentally they ended up in Shego’s room.
Eventually the fic Shego, with a gash in her leg, woke up. She was propped up on the bed and staring at Kim. Then she started a tirade about how Kim was stupid for saving her, she didn’t need the hero’s help, and was going to betray her the first chance she got.
“Damn right!” Shego said and turned the page.
Then things started getting weird again. Kim bandaged up Shego’s leg and she let her. The real Shego admitted that Kim probably would do something like that and that she would let her. Not only could she trust Kim not to take advantage of her, but also if she was unable to move it would be the smart thing to do. Green as she was, an infection might end up going completely unnoticed until it was too late.
But when she was tightening up the bandaged Kim ended up running her hands along Shego’s leg and remarking once again on how tone she was and how smooth her emerald skin was. The fic Shego told her to knock it off, but the two of them shared a smile. Then they started talking and saying how much they had in common. All of that Shego could easily assume was okay, but then fic Kim’s thoughts started coming out. Literally.
“Kim watched Shego on her bed and couldn’t help thinking to herself what an incredibly gorgeous woman she was. Her body was tight and obviously well taken care of and her long black hair hung down like velvet. A lock had brushed Kim’s cheek while she was bandaging up Shego’s leg and it had sent shivers down her spine. Despite Shego’s rejection at the time, she could still feel that warm skin under her fingers when she had dragged her fingers down Shego’s thighs.” Shego’s mouth felt a little dry and she swallowed before continuing. “If only Shego didn’t work for Drakken and went with GJ instead. Or if they could just get together sometime when Shego wasn’t committing a crime. After all, Kim was not a cop and really wouldn’t be legally able to arrest her or even obligated in such a situation…
“Okay,” Shego said. “She’s put a lot of thought into this. No wonder she thought this would make me mad.” Especially when, as time passed, the fic Kim and Shego began to move closer and Shego even invited her up onto the bed. Shego began to see where the story was headed, but kept reading anyway.
First the fic Shego noticed that Kim was blushing and wouldn’t meet her eyes and then began teasing her about it until Kim admitted that she had a crush on Shego for a long time. “‘I can’t help it,’ she said. ‘We’ve known each other for so long and when we’re fighting I get a really good look at you. I guess it started with the dreams and… look never mind. I know it’s stupid. You hate me and I have to stop you from taking over the world. It would never work.’ ‘Well, I don’t know about that,’ Shego purred. ‘I mean, Drakken isn’t actually here to tell me to kick your ass and I’m not really doing anything wrong right now…’”
Shego laughed nervously. “God, it’s like a bad porn film.” Then she paused. “I mean the dialogue is so totally predictable…” No, it wasn’t, she realized. In retrospect it was, but until then Shego had barely noticed the little hints. In fact, if she was going to be honest with herself, she had been working hard at not noticing them and laughing them off. Trying not to think along those lines she absently kept reading. Soon the girls in the fic were kissing. It moved on from there and eventually they were both naked.
Feeling a little warmer than was comfortable Shego let her robe fall open and absently rubbed her collarbone. The cool air on her still damp skin allowed her a moment to think for a moment and she said, “Oh my, I didn’t think Kimmie knew words like that.” She read on and as they began kissing over each other’s bodies, fic-Shego started calling Kim things like “Kimmie”, “Princess”, and “Little Miss Perfect”. But unlike how Shego meant them in real life, these were pet names meant to increase the erotic potential. “Well, I’ll never be able to tease her like that again.” Obviously though it was just for the fic. There was no way Kim could have taken those names that was in real life.
Shego stopped reading for a moment and reconsidered. How many times had Kim been right in front of her, tied or chained up, and Shego had used those same words? Hell she had even done it while wearing that green coat Kim had told her about. If you looked at it from that perspective you could see how Kim could have gotten confused. After all, she was what, eighteen? Shego was twenty and still thought a lot about sex.
Shaking it off she started reading again. She was surprised at how much Kimmie… Kim she reminded herself, knew about sex. Had she looked it up for this fic or did she know all of it from before? Shego was interrupted in this train of thought when her counterpart enthusiastically began to demonstrate several contortionist movements that she wasn’t one hundred percent sure she could do in real life.
Shego felt her crotch tingle and bit her lower lip. Kim’s story was really starting to turn her on. She had never seriously considered sex with another girl before, but the way the characters in the stories almost perfectly matched the real thing and Kim screaming out her name and talking dirty to her somehow made it that much easier for Shego to imagine being in that situation.
Sucking on her lip she looked around the room and rubbed her neck again. She was alone. Whenever she moved into a new lair she searched her room thoroughly for bugs and if Drakken ever actually let anything slip about spying on her, she had promised him terrible pain and suffering. “And really, just because I get turned on by a little story doesn’t make me a lesbian.”
So going back to the fic and let her hand travel down her neck and to her breast. Kim was very detailed in her writing and had a whole paragraph dedicated to her sucking on Shego’s nipples. It made Shego wonder briefly how Kim knew they were dark green, but then decided that it was either a guess, or one of the times they were drenched in liquid she had caught sight of them. Either way Shego’s fingers started working over her nipple like Kim’s lips and tongue in the fic. Almost on cue with the version of her in the story her nipples hardened and she let out a tiny gasp.
Finally the description of sucking, licking, and biting ended and Shego was able to let them go as her fingertips followed Kim’s story self down her body with tiny angel kisses until her face hovered over Shego’s now wet vagina. While Kim’s warm breath spread over her skin Shego ran her fingers through the black curls between her legs, teasing herself. Then Kim lowered her head and started to lick.
Abandoning the pages to her desk Shego freed up her other hand and reached down to spread her vagina open and began using the first hand to masturbate. Shoving two fingers in and out of herself and rubbing her clit with her thumb. The fantasy was already in full gear, but still she surprised herself when she started speaking. “Oh Kimmie. That’s right! Hmm, make me feel really good! Let’s see if you really can do anything! That’s it! Fuck me Princess! Make me cum all over your face!” She screamed and came, pushing her fingers into herself harder.
Lying back and breathing hard Shego glanced at the page she had last been reading. Kim was licking her off, describing how Shego’s vagina tasted.
Shego looked down at her fingers. Her mind was still fuzzy with hormones as she considered. She had never tasted herself before. The way Kim described it in the story made it seem like it would be the best tasting thing in the world. Bringing her hand up to her face Shego sniffed it. It didn’t smell too bad. She had smelled it before on her underwear. So she slowly stuck out the tip of her tongue.
The taste wasn’t much different than the smell. Sort of musky. Not the best tasting thing ever, but not likely to make her puke either. She licked it again, with more tongue this time. “Hmm, not too bad.” She licked it again and again. Then she stuck her fingers into her mouth.
In her mind Shego pictured what Kim would be like. Would it be something like this? Or would she have a different flavor? Shego pictured Kim laying under her; legs spread, and started sucking harder on her fingers. “Mmm, Kimmie, you taste so good. DO you want me to make you cum? You do? How should I do that? Oh, you have such a dirty mouth…” Shego suddenly felt her belly clench as her fantasy made her cum again without even touching herself.
Rolling out of the chair Shego lay on the floor and stared up at the ceiling. As the realization of what she had just done hit her she was totally confused. She had just had one of the best orgasms of her life while thinking about Kim Possible. While thinking about having sec with Kim Possible. After reading a fic written by Kim Possible.
“Okay, thinking her name so much isn’t helping.” Looking down at her body she saw that her nipples were still hard and her clit stuck up from her still wet pussy. She reached up to check her head for injuries, but that was fine too. Then she looked over at the fic and immediately charged her fists, planning to burn it to cinders. Then the glow faded and she said, “Well… I’ve already gone this far. I could read the rest of it before I trash it.” Feeling another tingle she reached up and grabbed the story, not bothering to get up.

Kim winced as a stick broke under her foot. She had ended up missing her curfew because the portion of Peru she had been in was several hours behind her time zone. If her parents woke up now she would defiantly be grounded. So she walked as quietly as possible (pun not intended) along the edge of the wall until she reached her bedroom window. Opening it she slipped inside and shut it tightly, securing the lock.
“Who knew Miss Perfect had to sneak in at night?” A voice said behind her.
Kim turned suddenly as the light came on. Shego stood next to her door. “You! What are you doing here?”
“Mostly taking a look around. I didn’t find much interesting except this,” Shego held up a lace black bra with hearts over the nipples and some matching panties. Kim darted forward and grabbed them away.
“You were in my drawer!” Shego grinned and shrugged, sitting down on Kim’s bed. “You have thirty seconds to get your ass out of here!”
Shego laughed and rolled over on the bed, sticking her butt up. Kim stared at it while she said, “You seem really interested in my ass.”
“I am not!” Kim said. She realized that she was being loud and glanced at the door. Whispering she continued, “I just want you out of here.”
“Really? After what you wrote in that little story of yours?”
Kim stopped and stared. “I… I thought you were going to delete that.”
“I decided to read it first. It was very dirty.”
Looking away Kim said, “It was just a story. I wrote it because I knew it would piss you off.”
“Do I looked pissed, Princess?” Shego drew the last word out slowly and got up to walk over to Kim, staring into her eyes. Kim’s heart beat heavily in her chest. Finally she jumped forward and kissed Shego on the lips, pushing her back onto the bed. Too surprised to resist Shego went with it, wrapping her arms around Kim and kissing back. When they broke apart she purred, “Oh Kimmie…”
Before Kim could find the words to speak her mother’s voice came from the other side of the door. “Honey, are you still up?”
“I was doing my homework mom,” she said quickly.
“Then go to bed. You have school tomorrow.”
“I’m just getting undressed,” Kim said and listened as her mother walked back to her room.
Shego grinned and pulled Kim back down onto her. “Undressed huh? I can take a hint.”
“Heh,” Kim said nervously.
Pulling Kim into another kiss, Shego slid her fingers up and under Kim’s shirt and bra. Once they were there she watched Kim arch her back above her and said, “Damn, I always thought your breasts were points, but your nipples are huge.” Lifting up she slid the bra and shirt up Kim’s body as the young spy raise3d up her arms to let them slide off.
Kim’s nipples really were big. Her breasts were cone shaped and the underside curved in interesting ways so that they looked sharp. Unable to contain herself Shego bent forward and immediately sucked onto into her mouth. She was so focused on the taste of Kim’s skin that she almost missed it as she unzipped Shego’s outfit and began sliding it off. Soon it was thrown to the floor and Kim’s pants and underwear soon followed.
Pressing their bodies together they both began to grind against one another. Their nipples rubbed up and down on each other’s breasts and they roughly ground their clits together. Soon they were both bucking so hard that their skin was slapping together and they were moaning. Leaning forward Shego nibbled on Kim’s earlobe while in return Kim whispered in Shego’s ear all the things she wanted to do to her. It was too much and they both came. As they started to scream Kim pulled Shego’s mouth to hers again, muffling the sounds with her own tongue. Taking the hint Shego plunged back into Kim’s mouth, writhing against her in lustful abandon…

Kim cleaned herself off and put Shego’s story aside with her dildo. It was the third time in the last hour Kim had read that part. She especially loved the idea of Shego sneaking into her room at night and them making love not twenty feet from her parent’s and brothers’ rooms.
Suddenly there was a chime from her computer. Rushing over, still naked, she opened up the instant messenger.

World Saver 2000: Hi Shego. I just read your story.

Mercenary Chick: Did you finish?

World Saver 2000: Yes. I read it a couple of times.

Mercenary Chick: That’s not what I meant.

Kim grinned.

World Saver 2000: Oh that. Maybe once or twice. I am a healthy teenage girl after all.

Mercenary Chick: I am very much aware of that Princess.

World Saver 2000: Really?

Mercenary Chick: On every possible level.

World Saver 2000: But it was just a story… right?

Mercenary Chick: Right. Just like that one you sent me.

World Saver 2000: Did you finish?

Mercenary Chick: More than once or twice.

World Saver 2000: Oh?

Mercenary Chick: I could send you a picture of me “reading” it… if you want.

World Saver 2000: Would you want one of me?

Mercenary Chick: Oh yes.

World Saver 2000: Then you’ve got it.

Mercenary Chick: You know, I was wondering if you might like to get together and work on a story with me.

World Saver 2000: What do you mean?

Kim swallowed and absently began typing with one hand, her other setting down on her knee.

Mercenary Chick: Well, we could trade some ideas. Like… well why not start now? (Puts her hand on Kimmie’s knee.) Unless you’re busy.

Kim bit her lip, but decided to go for it.

World Saver 2000: (Spread her legs) If you can type one handed.

Mercenary Chick: You would be amazed at what I can do with my hands. (Slides her hand up Kimmie’s thighs and cups her pussy.)

World Saver 2000: (Moans and opens her legs wider) Do you want to do this in real life?

Mercenary Chick: (Leans forward and whispers in the Princess’s ear) I want you so bad that I’m almost cumming just thinking about you.

World Saver 2000: Then maybe we can arrange something. (Grabs Shego’s head and pulls her into a deep kiss, sliding her tongue deep into Shego’s throat.)

Mercenary Chick: Oh yes! (Sucks on that perfect tongue.) I want you! I want you so bad! (Whispers) You should see my clit right now…

World Saver 2000: I want to. Um, do you have video?

Mercenary Chick: And audio. Do you?

World Saver 2000: Yes.

Mercenary Chick: You know, Drakken has this VR thing.

World Saver 2000: No VR! Bad experience.

Mercenary Chick: Okay! Okay.

World Saver 2000: Besides, the real thing is better.

Mercenary Chick: Agreed. But for now, let’s do a preview.

Kim opened up the programs and soon saw Shego sitting naked in front of her computer. She had her legs propped up on the desk and a glowing hand held her crotch wide open so that Kim could see all the way inside. The audio turned on automatically and Kim said, “Wow… I thought you would shave down there.”
“Do you?” Shego asked.
Feeling suddenly self conscious Kim nodded and took a similar position to Shego’s. Shego just stared in open admiration, so Kim made the first move and began rubbing herself, staring at Shego’s body. “I can’t help myself. I can picture those lips all over my pussy.”
“So can I,” Shego said, slowly drawing her tongue over her black lipstick. “And I just bet you’d like it if I stuck a finger into your ass too.”
“I’ve never…”
“Not yet,” Shego said. “But we will. I actually have some free time.” She ran her finger over her clit and then slid it inside herself. Kim matched her. Shego added another finger, but saw that Kim wasn’t wide enough for that. “A lot of free time.” Unable to resist teasing she then added, “Unless you need your parent’s permission.”
“I…” She couldn’t lie to her parents. “If they don’t ask I don’t see a problem.”
“Good girl. Now, let’s see what you can really do.” She blew Kim a kiss and lifted up her left breast, licking the tip of her own nipple. “Ready Kimmie?”
Kim took a slow breath and stared into the camera. “So not the drama.”

Author’s Note

Some of you may recognize a little of Shego’s story. You know where you’ve seen that before and it wasn’t in a fic. As for the rest of it, I was doing some of my Kim Possible captions and did one where I had Kim writing a dirty Kim Possible fan fic and thought, hey, this is a good idea. If you agree, email me at clayton_n @ hotmail.com. If not… why did you just spend fifteen pages reading it? I mean you really have to be looking for Kigo fics to find this thing.
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