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Kimmaculate Conniption	By : jackrabbit Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 19341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 1 --- Uninvited Visitor
Tara was in a semi-sleeping state. She wasn’t quite awake, but she wasn’t completely asleep either. She was aware of the fact that she was rolling over in bed, but she was surprised to bump into something. Then she remembered she was spending the night over at Kim’s and opened her eyes.
The obstacle was one of the other girls, who was facing the other way. Tara wasn’t awake enough to remember who was where, but the girl she had bumped into had dark curly hair. It could only be Monique, as the remaining two had straight hair.
Tara rolled the other way to find another back. This time the hair was red. She snuggled up against Kim, and the other girl stirred slightly and murmured, then turned onto her back. Once Kim settled down again, Tara again pressed her head against Kim’s, gently draping an arm across her.
Tara tried to go back to sleep, but just as she started to close her eyes, she happened to look down Kim’s body and noticed a peculiar bulge in the pelvic area. She snapped her eyes open and looked more closely. There was enough light now that she was certain about the bulge. Jesus, Kim, she thought. I know you were tired, but you went to sleep with the strapon still attached?
Tara thought about how good the strapon had felt inside her and smiled. Then she started to feel confusion. The strapon stuck straight out, always hard, so the tent above Kim’s groin should be higher than that. The bulge wasn’t sticking that far out, but there was something there. What the hell IS this? she thought.
Curious now, Tara pulled the sheet down so that Kim’s lower body was exposed. Fortunately none of the other girls was holding onto the sheet, so no one was disturbed. The bulge was more distinct now, definitely in the crotch area. Overcome with curiosity, Tara lightly touched the mysterious mass though Kim’s sleep shirt. It’s soft, she thought in surprise. A dildo couldn’t be that soft. It would never go in. After leaving her fingers on it for a few seconds, she discovered another of its attributes. And it’s WARM. What the fuck?
Very carefully now, Tara probed the unknown object, using as light a touch as possible. She was able to trace an outline, one that was very familiar to her. Sure enough, there was the head. She brushed her fingers in the opposite direction and found what appeared to be balls.
Kim stirred slightly, a hint that she could feel Tara’s light touch. More evidence against the strapon theory. And the dick was starting to harden, another characteristic not normally associated with fake ones.
Taking a deep breath, Tara gently pulled up Kim’s shirt, revealing her panties. And their contents. There was no doubt now. Not only was it an actual dick, but a pretty big one, way too substantial to be contained by skimpy panties. A significant portion was poking out of the top, even without a hardon.
What the fuck is going on here? Tara thought. Kim doesn’t have a dick! I saw her pussy just a few hours ago! Where did this thing come from?
By now Tara was fully awake, her mind in chaos. Then she remembered where they had been the night before. It’s not Kim! We somehow brought home one of the Kimclones instead!
When Drakken had created the last batch of Kimclones, he had inexplicably made roughly half of them with dicks. He wouldn’t say why, so everyone assumed it was simply a fuckup. The Kim and Bonnie clones were kept in a research facility on the other side of Middleton, and every now and then Kim and her friends had sex with them. They had been there the previous evening and had apparently brought home a clone instead of the real Kim.
Tara hoped she hadn’t been responsible for the identity confusion this time. On their first visit to the facility, she had mistaken the real Bonnie for one of her clones and had accidentally locked her in with them.
Tara suddenly realized that if a clone was here, the real Kim had spent the night in a cell at the research facility. She needed to wake up the other girls so they could go get her. And take the clone back where she belonged. They needed to do it now, before Kim’s parents noticed the substitution.
Tara woke up Bonnie and Monique, trying to do it as quietly as possible. They were rather annoyed with her for disturbing their sleep, but Tara simply pointed to the dick and they subsided, eyes wide.
They held a whispered conference. “How in the fuck did this happen?” Monique asked.
“Well, we were a little drunk,” Tara pointed out.
Bonnie objected. “We weren’t that drunk. Not so much that we couldn’t tell the difference between Kim and one of her clones. They can’t even talk, ya know? I was sober enough to drive, more or less, and Kim talked to me on the way home.”
Tara shrugged. “I can’t explain it, but there’s no way this could be Kim.” She pointed to the dick again. “You must have been more drunk than you thought and just hallucinated talking to her.” The other girls had to concede the point.
“We better take the clone back and get Kim,” Monique said. “Kim’s gonna be pissed off enough as it is, without making her sit in a cell all morning.”
“Let’s get the clone off first,” Bonnie said. “You know they’re easier to handle after they’ve gotten laid.”
Tara took the dick in her mouth, while the other two girls pulled the shirt all the way up and licked the nipples. The unknown Kim writhed slightly. “Mmmmmmmmmmm.” The clones were mindless, but they were fully functional sexually.
The girls continued to stimulate the clone, Tara blowing while the other two sucked the tits. It didn’t take long before the Kim duplicate opened her eyes groggily, her face a combination of surprise and pleasure. “Oooooohhhhhh.” She gently placed her hands on the two heads she could reach.
“Which one is this, anyway?” Bonnie asked. “She’s pretty affectionate, so we must have done her a lot.”
“I’m guessing K14,” Monique responded. “Tara, what’s her number?”
Tara popped the dick out of her mouth and looked for the identification tattoo on the clone’s thigh. “Huh? She doesn’t have one.”
“She has to have one. They all have numbers.”
“Look for yourself.” Tara moved to the side so the other girls could see that the number was not there.
“What the fuck?” Monique exclaimed.
“What are you guys talking about?” Kim’s voice asked.
All of the girls jerked as if they had been shot. Bonnie fell off the bed. Then they looked at Kim in astonishment. She was looking at them in puzzlement, an expression completely different from the blank look of the clones.
“Fuck me!” Tara cried out. “It’s the real Kim!”
Kim’s jaw dropped. “Well, of course I’m Kim. Who did you think I was? Barkin?”
“We thought you were one of the clones,” Monique said dazedly.
Kim was bewildered. “Where would you get such a crazy-ass idea?”
Bonnie pointed at the dick. “Because of that.”
Kim looked at her groin for the first time. The view had been blocked by the other girls before. When she saw the dong, she let out a piercing scream. “Aiiyyyyeeeeee! Where did that come from?” She looked like she was about to faint, but somehow held onto consciousness.
“You tell us,” Monique said. “It wasn’t our doing.”
Just then there was an urgent knock on the door, followed by Dr. Mrs. Possible’s voice. “Who screamed? Are you girls all right?”
The girls looked at each other in alarm.
Kim’s mom tried again. “Talk to me, girls, or I’m going to have to come in anyway.”
Kim forced herself to a state of calm, then whipped the sheet over herself, raising her knees slightly so the bulge wasn’t visible from the door. “We’re okay, Mom. Come in.”
Dr. Possible opened the door, an anxious look on her face. “That was quite a scream.”
“I was just having a nightmare. It scared the hell out of me.”
Dr. Possible looked at her daughter’s face carefully. “All right, Kimmie. I’m so relieved you are all right. You girls let me know when you are ready for breakfast.”
“Okay, Mom.”
The girls gave a sigh of relief after Kim’s mom left. “Now about that nightmare...,” Kim said, pulling off the sheet. “I still have no idea how I got this thing.”
“Could one of those crazy assholes you fight have done this?” Tara suggested.
“Maybe,” Kim conceded. “But Drakken and DNAmy are the most likely, and they are still behind bars.” She looked thoughtful. “Unless it was some kind of time-delayed thing.”
“What about that Dimwitor guy?”
“Dementor. He goes more for death machines and such, doesn’t do biological attacks that often. Most of my other dance partners are not particularly scientific. I can’t imagine the Seniors or Killigan or Monkey Fist doing something like this. The Seniors just buy technology and the other two wouldn’t have a clue about anything other than exploding golf balls or monkey ninjas. And if it doesn’t have a carburetor, Motor Ed doesn’t fuck with it.”
Kim put her head in her hands. “What am I gonna do? I can’t go around like this. Do I have to wear baggy pants from now on? It would have been nice to get married and have a family some day. My life is fucking ruined.”
“Calm down, Kim,” Bonnie said. “If one of those whackos gave you that thing, just make him fix it and bring your pussy back.”
Kim brightened a little. “Right. If it can be done, it can be undone. I just have to figure out who did it and how. And I can get help from Wade.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Monique said. “But for right now, let’s see if the fucker works. Stand and deliver, girl.”
“Damn, Monique,” Kim said, “is there ever a time when you don’t have hot pants?”
Monique shrugged. “I can’t remember one. But then, I got that way watching you.”
“Good point. Okay, do what you want to me. But we don’t even know if it works or not.”
“It got hard earlier,” Tara said. “And you were squirming around while I was sucking it, so you must have felt something.”
“Yeah, I kinda did, but I was still mostly asleep at the time. By the time I woke up you guys were talking about tattoos.”
“Well, you’re awake now.” Tara resumed the blowjob. All of the anxiety had deflated the partial hardon, so she had to start over.
“Ohhhhhhhhh,” Kim moaned. “That feels so different.”
Monique started sucking Kim’s tits again, while Bonnie kissed her.
Kim knew that Tara was an expert cocksucker, both from the testimony of guys and from the reactions of the Kimclones, but now she actually got to experience Tara’s skill herself. She laid there in ecstacy, reveling in her first blowjob. Just feeling sensation in a body part she shouldn’t even have was strange enough, but what a sensation it was.
Bonnie helped with the blowjob. The two girls licked all the way up and down the shaft, then Bonnie engulfed the head while Tara sucked on the balls.
“I’m not doing anything for you guys,” Kim said guiltily. “Monique, why don’t you sit on my face?”
“Don’t worry about me,” her friend said. “Just lay back and enjoy it. I’ll get mine when you put it in me.”
Kim nodded. “Sounds like a deal.”
“Speaking of that,” Tara said, “I think this thing is ripe. So climb aboard.”
Monique didn’t have to be coerced. She straddled Kim and impaled herself on the dick that Tara was holding in place for her. “Uhhhhhhhhh.”
Kim gasped. “What she said. Damn, that feels nice.”
Once it was fully inside her, Monique started bouncing on it.
Not surprisingly, this had a devastating effect on Kim. “Ooowwwaahh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Wow, that’s... Holy shit. No wonder guys are always trying to get inside us. Damn. Ohhhhhhhh.”
Bonnie crouched directly behind Monique. With one hand she squeezed the other girl’s tits. With the other, she shoved a finger into Monique’s asshole. As much as Monique was in motion, Bonnie had to move her hands quite a bit to track their targets. Tara jammed up behind Bonnie, and rubbed her friend’s pussy, as well as her own.
After a couple of minutes like that, Bonnie smacked Monique’s ass. “My turn now. She’s prolly not gonna last long, so don’t hog the dick. Let us have some too.”
Monique grudgingly pulled herself off Kim’s dick and Bonnie took her place. Tara moved up as well, and took over the tit squeezing and asshole jamming. Monique moved around to the back and picked up the pussy-fingering role. Basically the action was the same as before, just a rotation of players.
Bonnie leaned forward, now pushing herself back on Kim’s dick. She handled one of Kim’s tits as she repeatedly jammed the dick inside herself. With the other hand she held herself up, to avoid putting her full weight on Kim’s tits. She moved the free hand to Kim’s cheek and the redhead rolled her head onto it, gasping into her palm in time with the thrusts.
Then it was Tara’s turn and the girls rotated again. By now Kim was out of it and could concentrate on nothing other than these strange new feelings flowing through her. At this point, she didn’t care which pussy she was in as long as she was in one.
Tara lightly touched Kim’s face as Bonnie had done and Kim tightly gripped her wrist without realizing she was doing it. “Nnnnggggaaahhh,” she moaned.
A couple minutes more and Monique was back in the saddle again. The girls were thrilled that all of them had at least been able to participate in Kim’s first male orgasm. Everything from here on out was gravy.
“She’s lasting longer than I expected,” Bonnie observed, panting a little as Tara fingered her and she stimulated Monique.
“Still, I think she’s starting to get close,” Tara said. Kim was moaning nonstop by now. “Whoever has her when she cums, pull yourself off. I want to see it shoot.”
As it turned out, Tara herself was the last player a few minutes later. Kim was obviously on the edge. “Ohhhhhhh,” she moaned. “I feel... Uhhhhhhh. Something’s gonna... Ooooooooh.”
Tara lunged forward, causing the dick to pop out of her. She reached back and finished Kim off by hand, the orgasm arriving only seconds later. Kim fired a huge load of cum into her own face. The flow continued, pulse after pulse, until her entire front was covered in cum. “Gahhhhhhhhhh.” The other girls watched in fascination until Kim finally ran down and laid there trembling.
“Look at all that,” Tara marveled. “There’s so much you could have a pie fight with it.” To prove her point, she scooped a handful off Kim’s stomach and smeared it in Bonnie’s face.
Bonnie glared at her though the cum. “You retard!” She snatched up her own load and retaliated. A hysterical free-for-all then ensued, until nearly all the large quantity of cum was transferred from Kim onto the other three girls. The coating was especially noticable on Bonnie and Monique, with their darker skin tones. Then the girls licked it off each other, until there was hardly any cum anywhere.
By now Kim was sitting up and watching the show. Monique noticed that she was back online. “You feel better now, girl?”
“Yeah,” Kim said dreamily. “That was nice.”
“Do you like it better?”
“I wouldn’t say that, but I think I like it as much.” Kim sighed. “Good thing too. That’s the only kind of orgasm I’m gonna get for a while. Maybe ever.”
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