Possibly Drunk | By : MisterZer0 Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Kim/Shego Views: 16073 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Two in the morning at a hipster bar and Shego was plastered off her ass from Jägerbombs and jello shots. She wasted her last five spot on a rum and coke and now she was cursing under her breath as she vainly felt around her ankle pouch for any more loose cash. Frustrated, she staggered away from her stool in search for an ATM only to find something better. Kim Possible, out on her first night of college mischief, underage drunk enough to let some random sorority girl take a body shot from the navel while the boyfriend taped it on his cell phone. Shego knew this was the perfect opportunity to finally take out the meddling teenage heroine but she lacked the sobriety to do anything that required actual skills. So, when she finally made her way over to Kimmie-cup, she did the only thing she could think of; yank her down to the ground by her hair. “Surprise princess? Yo-you read to g.ugh... get your ass kicked?” Shego asked with a stutter.
Kim groaned groggily as she rubbed the sore roots of her hair. “Gaw... what the fu... huh?” she sounded, disoriented from both the fall and the daiquiris pumping through her system. Shego rose her foot to stomp down on Kimmie’s pretty little face but missed by a good foot and a half and slipped and fell down. “Fucking shit!” she cried out. Kim only now realized who was responsible for her sudden fall. “Shego! You-you fucking skank!” she growled out before grabbing a handful of thick, jet black curls. “Fucking pull my hair, you fucking like it when it’s your’s?” Kim pulled and Shego growled with pain. “Oh, fucking, fucking going to kill you, pep squad!” Shego reached out and felt around before finally her palm was pressed up against the side of Kim’s face. She latched down her fingernails into the heroine’s cheek, trying to dig in deep enough to draw blood before she felt Kim’s teeth sink into the side of her hand. “AH! You fucking cunt! Th... that’s cheating!”
Soon they had a crowd of rowdy college students gathering around them, cheering them on as they clumsily flopped on the floor, clawing and pulling at each other. One anxious male viewer tried to add to the spectacle by pour his beer on top the two battling beauties. Shego had enough cognition to take offense. “Hey, fuck off lonely boy!” she spat before wildly flinging a green plasma bolt in the general direction she thought her target was. Someone got hit and fell to the floor in pain and that was good enough for her. While she was distracted, Kim tried to reach out and grab Shego by the neck but instead caught her fingers underneath the jumpsuit’s collar. When Kim fell back down to the floor, she either snagged a seam or popped a zipper because half of Shego’s jumpsuit went with her. Exposed in only her black and green bra, Shego became more and more enraged as the drunken cheers boomed and camera phones went off. “Oh, that’s it! You’re fucking dead princess!” she cursed as she staggered back up. “Fucking kill you... you... you ginger fuck!” She yanked a stool away from the bar and held it up in the air as Kim was still staring at the torn remnants of Shego’s jumpsuit in her hand. “Huh... when did- when did I buy something this ugly?”
Shego swung down the stool with a drunken grunt but Kim barely had enough sense to roll out of the way. The force of the swing sent Shego stumbling to the floor, the seat of the stool painfully jabbing into her stomach. The sudden impact rose an unpleasant reaction from the green skinned criminal. “Oh god... must... throw up!” Kim’s less than heroic evasion strategy caused a similar reaction. “Ugh... me too!” Forgetting their drunken blood feud, the two staggered to the ladies room in hope of making it to the porcelain throne before embarrassing themselves further. They both stormed into the nearest stall but Shego slammed Kim against the divider. “Either take the next stall or hold my hair back, I’m going first!” Kim held back a gag and nodded weakly, holding back Shego’s hair as she made a call into the big white phone. Having enough curtesy to flush after she was down, Shego inched herself aside to let Kim through. “All... ugh... your’s, lightweight.” Kim nearly dove into toilet before booting like her first time after a roller coaster. In her lush state, Shego merely held her hair away and patted her back. “That’s it, all out.” When Kim was finally done, she flushed and looked groggily back at Shego, a trail of light colored bile smeared across her chin. “Ugh... thanks...”
The two pulled them to the sinks and began rinsing themselves off. “God... my mouth tastes like shit,” Kim whined with a weak groan. “I thought drinking... you know, was suppose to be fun.” Shego tried to force her eyes to open wide in hopes to regain focus but it only succeeded in adding pressure to her throbbing head. “It is if you’re any good at it,” Shego replied. Kim looked over to her rival and shrugged, throwing her hand out for a few seconds before finally asking her question. “Why do you hate me? I thought, you know, that was just professional shit. Why is... uh... why is this personal to you?” Shego slowly looked back at Kim and yanked her closer by the collar of her top. “Why do I hate you? I’ll fucking tell you why, you spoiled little hero bitch! You’re a nosy, self-righteous, preppy bitch! Oh, look at me, I’m Kim Possible, I don’t have powers but I think I’m the shit!” Shego mocked, using her hands to add to the mockery. “I don’t act that way!” Kim cried out in her defense. “Yes you do! I fucking hate you for that! Fucking... cunt bitch... uppity...” Shego began to trail off before forcing Kim forward and kissing her on the mouth. It takes Kim a moment or so to realize what was happening before she could pull herself away. “Hey! The fuck is wrong with you?!” Shego let out a laugh and grinned maliciously. “Ha! Fucking hypocrite! Drinking underage and letting some bitch take body shots and you’re all upset about a kiss? You’re a poser!”
“What? Because I don’t wanna kiss you? You’re fucking crazy!” Kim hissed, her face turning red. Shego continued teasing her. “Please, if you’re going to act like some drunk skank for your idiot college, you gotta lez out. What, I thought Kim Possible can do ANYTHING!” Kim gnarled her teeth while Shego laughed before finally caving in. “Fine! I’ll do it!” she screamed. She stepped toward her half naked foe but quickly began to lose confidence. Shego pushed her in by the small of her back and held the teen’s chin up with her other hand. “Open wide, Kimmie.” Shego forced another kiss on the heroine’s lips but this time, she did not pull away but slowly opened her mouth. Soon Kim felt Shego’s tongue rubbing itself around her own, the strong odor of booze crept down her throat. It was all alien to her but she tried to enjoy it, focusing on the weirdness that she liked and not the weirdness that would make her uneasy. But just as she was finally getting into it, Shego suddenly broke away, yanked Kim’s top up over her head, snapped the clasp of her bra off and booted her out of the bathroom. Kim was left blind, disoriented and humiliated as she could hear the crowds cheering at the sight of her heroic hooters. Meanwhile, Shego slipped out the side door, topless but happy with her prize; Kim’s wallet. After pocketing what little cash Kim did have, she decided to take the wallet size of Mrs. Dr. Possible as well. “Hellooo doctor! You are going right into my shlick collection.”
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