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Kim Possible: The Impossibilities Series	By : Jarkota Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 63576 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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An
Impossible Prelude
by
Jarkota

Author's Note:
Sorry this story stalled so long. I've always had trouble finishing a series, though I hope to fix that here. As always, reviews are greatly appreciated.
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On the other side of our galaxy, there exists a world quite unlike ours. Rather than being inhabited by organic life-forms, the planet is home to a race of machines known as the Transformers. Over the course of its history, there have been five distinct races of Transformers, each one unique from its bretheren: the peace-loving and industrious Autobots, the warlike conquerers known as the Decepticons, the explorers and scientists called Maximals, the scheming, duplicitous Predacons, and the drone race called the Vehicons. This world was called Cybertron.
Once a lush organic world rich in minerals, most of Cybertron was covered over with gigantic cities and factories by the Quintessons, the race who initially built the robots who would become the Transformers.After rebelling against their masters and taking the planet for themselves, the Autobots and Decepticons soon found themselves at war with one another. After millions of years of conflict, the Autobots would eventually win and force the Decepticons to accept a peace treaty.
This treaty ensured peace for almost a thousand years, and Autobot and Decepticon soon were upgraded into the smaller, more powerful Maximals and Predacons. There was never open war between the two factions, though a rogue element loyal to a Predacon called Megatron, naming himself after the Decepticon leader, engaged in an extended conflict with Maximal commander Optimus Primal and his crew. This war was won by Primal, though Megatron returned to Cybertron before the Maximals and managed to enslave the Sparks of every Transformer, replacing them with his Vehicon drones. After another drawn-out conflict, Megatron was defeated once and for all, and Cybertron was no longer a technological world, but a technorganic one - balancing the natural elements with the artificial.
Now, after so many years of peace, the existence of the Transformers is threatened once more.
Deep within the collection of every Spark that is, was or ever will be known as the Matrix, a gathering is occuring. Every leader of the past has assembled within the very core of the Matrix - something which has never happened, even under the most dire of circumstances.
These Sparks had long since passed the need for names, though theirs were very well known. Heralded as the greatest leader of all, the Spark formerly known as Alpha Trion, was at the center, as if presiding over the gathering.
That which we have long feared has come to pass. The evil has awakened.
Another Spark, younger but no less revered, spoke up. But it is not within our own realm; nor was the barrier breached. What we have sensed is another incarnation from another of the astral planes.

Regardless of that fact, Ultra Magnus, it must still be stopped.
The Sparks of other leaders, from Elita-1 to Rodimus Prime to the revered Optimus Prime himself, spoke up in agreement. But none were exactly sure as to what should be done.
None, that is, save one.
Forgive me if I speak out of turn; I know I am the least experienced among you, but I may have a solution.
If he still had a face, Alpha Trion would have smiled. You are young, yes, but no less experienced than any of us. Your battle was one of great importance, Optimus Primal, and your place in history irreplacable. You are as welcome as any to speak.
Primal paused for a moment. What if we sent a Spark to that world to stop him before he fully awakens?
There was the briefest of silences. But such a thing has never been done. And any we would send would not have the experience or knowledge necessary to accomplish such a feat. This objection from Sentinel Prime was the only one heard and refuted as quickly as it was spoken.
There is one among the Sparks in the Matrix that has what it takes. I know - I've seen it firsthand. He gave his life to save one world and would not hesitate to do so for another.
We know of whom you speak, Primal, but we are not as sure of him as you are. His loyalties proved somewhat....'flexible' in the past. Can he be trusted? Alpha Trion's concerns were echoed by several of the others.
Send another with him, then. One whose loyalty is without question. Again, all knew the one he meant.
He, too, has been turned against you not once, but twice. This would be your 'guiding influence'?
Sentinel Prime's question is valid, Optimus Prime added. May I suggest we send a third?
Perhaps it would be best; we shall send a young Spark, not yet experienced in the world, but one with a different kind of strength; the kind our chosen warriors may need more than anything else. Again there was silence before Alpha Trion spoke again. The gathering is complete. Three Sparks floated in from different parts of the Matrix. These are the Chosen; may they light that world's darkest hour.
With that, the three Sparks seemingly vanished into nothingness, beginning a long and arduous journey that would finally bring peace to a world enveloped by chaos.
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If you had told anyone that Kim Possible, famed teen hero who had faced down countless villains and saved the world on just as many occasions, would be lying on a table, arms and legs spread to form an X with wrists and ankles tied to the legs, while dressed in a frilly, conservative blue Victorian-style gown and shoes and looking afraid for her life, they would have laughed at you. And yet, there she was, with that exact look on her face.
Though the look was all there was to it.
Standing before her, her 'captor', as it were, was her husband-to-be, Ron Stoppable. He wore tattered blue slacks, black shoes with tarnished copper buckles, a red shirt that had seen far better days with a black overcoat in only slightly-better condition topped off by a well-worn black tri-corner hat. To complete the ensemble, Rufus, wearing feathers and a fake beak, stood on his shoulder, squawking.
“Well, well, well – this fair maiden be a fine treasure indeed,” Ron said, using his best stereotyped pirate accent as he ran his hand up Kim's dress, running his hand along her stocking-covered legs. “And a fine booty, too.”
Kim tried not to laugh at the terrible pun. Putting as much fear into her voice as she could, she asked, “Wh-what do you plan to do with me?”
“I plan ta plunder ye, miss – and when I'm done, I may let my first mate have ye.”
“Please – no! I'm engaged to be married.....I'm saving myself for my husband...”
“Then I'm afraid he'll just have ta be disappointed.” He ran his hands up the frilly dress until he reached the neck. Smirking, he grabbed the collar with one hand and yanked it down, ripping a valley into the dress. Good thing that was just a cheap costume, he thought. Kim'd have my head otherwise. Trying not to slip out of character, he eyed the feats he'd uncovered.
Kim's breasts, nipples already stiff, were pushed up by the corset she had put on under the dress. Below that, a garter belt held up the blue stockings and framed her shaven mound, already betraying her arousal as much as her nipples. Smirking again, Ron blew a stream of cool air onto her folds, making her gasp and her body stiffen up. Sensing that his part in the charade was over, Rufus hopped off of Ron's shoulder and scampered up to the living room couch and thus the television remote.
Looking into her eyes, he said, “Savin' yerself indeed. I believe ye be likin' this...and if I may say, it seems like ye've done this before.”
“No...I...I never.....” Despite it all being an act – she hadn't been innocent since she and Ron got together at the junior prom – Kim found herself blushing. When Ron had suggested this kind of roleplay, she hadn't known if she'd be able to pull it off. But, judging by her own reaction as well as the bulge forming in Ron's slacks, it seemed to be working better than she'd thought.
“Don't play innocent with me, missy – I'll bet ye have a different man every night.” He looked her over. “Or maybe I'm wrong....there were a good many servant girls with ye aboard that ship – maybe it be them ye be dallyin' with?”
Kim had to bite her lip to keep from giggling. That accent is so corny it's almost pathetic, she thought, he's hamming it up on purpose. Some things about him will never change....fortunately. Her musings were cut short by three silhouettes appearing at the door of the den – or, as Ron was referring to it, the 'brig'.
“I found two more hiding in the galley, master. Everyone else escape with the boats.” It was Yori speaking, and she was leading Shego and Bonnie down the stairs with their wrists bound. The other 'captives' were dressed similarly to Kim, save that Shego's dress, stockings and shoes were green whereas Bonnie's was pink.
Ron smiled. “More entertainment – excellent work. I'd expect nothing less from my first mate.” He looked the Japanese girl over and, had Kim not already excited him before, her chosen costume would have definitely done the trick. She wore black leather boots that came to her knees, a tight black leather miniskirt that was little wider than a belt and offered tantalizing glimpses of everything when she made a move, a matching tube top even narrower than the skirt, a black patch over her right eye and a black scarf covering her hair. It was a far more risque and revealing outfit than she ever would have even thought of wearing before she had come to live with Ron and the other girls, but now she seemed perfectly fine wearing it.
Yori closed the door behind them and maneuvered the two girls to the other side of the room. She pushed Shego down onto her knees on the floor and Bonnie into the large recliner. Reaching over to the small table next to the chair, she grabbed a coil of rope which she then wrapped around Bonnie and chair alike, pinning the brunette down.
Turning her attention to Shego, the Japanese girl didn't even bother to tie her up. She merely stood in front of her, dropped her own barely-there skirt to her ankles, kicked it aside and shoved the green woman's face into her smooth vulva.
Ron, meanwhile, had begun sucking on Kim's nipples – something he had learned a long time ago that was one of her favorite things. Her breasts had always been sensitive and sometimes she had orgasmed simply from him playing with them. With his hands, he alternated between rubbing her belly and legs, but never getting even close to the puffy pink lips at the apex of her thighs. Her small moans and occasional gasps when he would nibble were music to him – a sweet song he'd had the pleasure of hearing for the past few years and wouldn't trade for anything in the world.
On the other side of the room, Bonnie was uncomfortable. Not because the dress was too heavy – the cheap meaterial the costumes were made of were too light to cause even the slightest sweat – but because of the display in front of her. Her nipples were making small tents in the dress fabric and her juices had formed a puddle between her thighs, soaking the portion of the dress she was sitting on and seeping through to the vinyl of the floor. After initially 'resisting' as a proper captive would, Shego had turned submissive and was eating Yori out with gusto.The Japanese girl had shed her tube top and head scarf, though she retained the boots and eyepatch, both of which Bonnie found to be extreme turn-ons. She was also amazed at how well Yori was taking to the dominant role; in these sort of games she was usually the submissive, but this suited her just as well.
Yori lay on her back, bringing Shego down with her, and wrapped her boots around the green woman's neck and shoulders, playing with her own nipples as Shego's long tongue probed her inner folds. The image of Shego dressed like a Victorian maiden and hungrily eating her pussy was an incredible turn-on. She allowed herself a smile as she imagined the sheer torture Bonnie was going through. Every now and then, she liked to tease her brunette lover to the point of near-insanity. When she was finally turned loose in that state, Bonnie wouldn't stop until neither of them could go on any longer and they passed out from sheer exhaustion. The perfect way to sleep.
Ron had ceased playing with Kim. He removed his pants and shoes and mounted her, not even bothering to remove the rest of her clothing.He slid his rock-hard shaft into her folds, reveling, as always, in the tight, moist warmth of her inner depths. At the back of his mind, he also noted how good her stocking-covered legs felt rubbing against his thighs. He started out slowly, savoring the experience, but soon moved to a quicker pace. As the minutes wore on, he increased his speed until he was slamming into her hard enough that he feared the table might break.
And Kim was loving every second of it. The feeling of helplessness, the loss of control, the way Ron was taking her like an animal in heat....it was heaven for her. Always had been, always would be. She could feel him prodding at her deepest parts and she eagerly awaited the moment she knew would arrive soon. She longed to feel his seed pour into her; she had become addicted to feeling the warm liquid spilling into her innards even though it wasn't strictly necessary biologically-speaking anymore. Ever since Ron had formally asked her to marry him, she had gone off of her birth control. The previous week, she had missed her period and immediately went to see her mother at the hopsital. A few tests confirmed what she already knew: Kim Possible was pregnant. Even if it hadn't been planned, there was no way she could have felt anything other than happiness and elation. She wanted his baby as much as she wanted him inside her as often as possible. They loved each other and she wanted his child – a living, breathing expression of that love. She planned to tell him later that evening; she had, in fact, tried to tell him several times, but was always interrupted or the right moment hadn't arisen. But tonight...tonight, nothing would top them from sharing the joy of parenthood.
Shego had stopped pleasuring Yori long enough to remove her dress, shoes and corset, though she left the stockings and garter belt where they were. Laying on her back, she ran the middle finger of her right hand up and down her most slit while teasing one nipple with her finger, as if begging Yori to take her.
The Asian girl didn't disappoint. Shucking her tube top and head scarf, she lay down atop the taller women and intwined their legs, allowing their smooth mounds to come into contact with one another.Using her arms, she “pinned” Shego down, stole a kiss from her, then began to thrust. Each forward motion drove their clits together, sending jolts of pleasure through their bodies. The two started to moan in unison as their build to climax began.
It was too much for Bonnie to take. As her arousal increased, so did the temperature of her body. It was making even the thin material of the dress unbearable to wear. She feverishly rubbed her thighs together, trying to create some friction that would help to relieve her, but to no avail.Watching the toned, firm buttocks of her love bucking atop the green-skinned woman without being able to do anything to herself or to them was torture at its worst.
Back at the table, Ron had ceased pleasuring Kim only long enough to finish disrobing before mounting her again, driving in with more force than before. In a way, he missed having her arms and legs wrapped around him as they made love, but Kim had never agreed to be this submissive before and he found that he was, indeed, having fun with it. It was not often either took a dominant role in their sexual play, as they preferred to deal with one another as equals, but mixing it up on occasion had proven interesting. Once or twice Kim had taken charge, but she usually submitted to him in these games. As fun as it could be, Ron hoped it wouldn't become a regular thing. One of the things he loved the most about Kim was her fiery spirit and he wouldn't ever want that to change.
He didn't have long to think about it, however, as a few moments later Kim hit her peak. She arched her back as much as she could and let out a scream as her inner walls clamped down on his shaft. Ron had been holding back somewhat, not wanting to finish before she did despite how hot the experience was making him, and when he saw, felt and heard her reach orgasm, he let go, pumping his essence into her. They relaxed a moment, Ron pulling out of his red-haired lover and she slumping back down on the table. They were sweaty and their breathign was quick and shallow, but it was the kind of exhaustion they welcomed.
Raising her head up, Kim looked him in the eye – still a hint of the fear act in them, but largely replaced with lust and need. “I....I don't know what you plan to do with me later...b-but I could make it worth your while....to keep me alive....My...my servant – the green woman you captured – I promise you she won't give you any trouble, either. Just.....just don't hurt either of us.” She kept a small quake in her voice to add to the rolepay.
Ron smirked again. “A fool I'd have ta be to throw away such a fine treasure as ye two are, lass. Ye'll be 'captain's women' and with me the rest of our mortal days on this Earth.”
In a flash, Kim's usual look of sensuality and desire returned to her features. Disguised as it was beneath the bad accent, she realized that Ron, in his own way, was reaffirming his love for her. As far as she was concerned, there was no need for the acting. Pulling at the easily-accessible safety knots with her hands, she freed her arms and pulled Ron to her, locking their lips together in a passionate kiss. Ron knew at that moment the game was over, but he didn't mind in the slightest. Reaching down, he undid the knots holding Kim's legs. The two stood together and released the kiss, making their way across the room.
Bonnie was still tied up and Yori was still humping Shego for all she was worth. Neither had had an orgasm yet – they were holding out as long as they could to torment Bonnie a little longer – though they definitely planned to let her get her 'revenge' later on.
Kim and Ron stood on either side of the chair, looking at the squirming Bonnie. The smell of her arousal was powerful and was making both of them look forward to another round. “What do you think, 'captain' – has she been a good enough prisoner?” Kim asked with a wink.
“I dunno, Kim,” Ron replied, minus the accent, scratching his chin as though he were debating the issue. “I think she might have to earn her freedom.”
“I'll do it! I don't care what it is! Just let me out of here!”
Kim smirked. “She sounds like she means it.”
“Okay – promise to get both of us ready to go again and we'll set you free.” After the brunette nodded enthusiastically, Ron reached behind the chair and undid the safety knot. Bonnie lurched out of the chair, dropped to her knees and took his half-flaccid member into her hands. With a single plunge she took him down her throat; she could still taste the familiar flavor of Kim on his flesh. She had learned to deep-throat Ron over the time she'd spent with the group, but she always found it easier if she started when he was still somewhat soft and let him harden inside her mouth. She worked her tongue over him and swallowed a few times until he was at full readiness.
Popping his member out of her mouth, she lay on her back and beckoned Kim over. The redhead dropped to her hands and knees and crawled over to the brunette. She kissed and licked her neck and jawline before planting a firm kiss on her lips. She held this for a moment, reflecting on the many times they had pleasured one another and how it still seemed a little odd given their intense rivalry throughout high school, then broke away and slid up to straddle her face.
Bonnie needed no encouragement or instruction. She gripped Kim's firm buttocks and pulled her in for better access to her mound. She licked, sucked and nibbled with abandon, slurping Ron's seed out of her lover as she went. Kim braced her hands on the floor as Bonnie worked her over. She always was good at this, Kim thought. She's probably the best of us when it comes to eating pussy. Of course, she'd never say that aloud; especially not with Ron around. In the end, it didn't matter who was better at something than someone else. Everyone did their best to give as good as they got and please their lovers. That was all that mattered.
Shego and Yori, upon seeing the show Bonnie and Kim were putting on, ceased their own actions. They lay on the floor facing one another, heads propped up on their elbows, and watched the pleasure on Kim's face as Bonnie's talented tongue worked her over. They crossed arms, each idly stroking the other's nether regions, though this was more to keep themselves aroused than to build to a climax.
After Kim was sufficiently cleansed of semen and ready for another go, she climbed off of Bonnie and sat next to a still-hard Ron. Bonnie wasted no time in divesting herself of all her garments. Kim and Shego may have liked the feelings of the garter and stockings, and Kim seemed to like the way the corset puffed her chest out, but at this point their brunette roommate was sick and tired of being confined within the clothing. Once nude, she stepped around Shego and Yori and retrieved two boxes from beneath the couch. With her and Yori's children in the bedroom, the five adults had taken to using the den for all of their 'activities'; as a result, they had moved all of their toys and devices there for easier retrieval. The cases she now opened were only a small part of their collection, but had been personal favorites ever since the four girls had had them made for one another.
From each, Bonnie withdrew four harnesses and passed them to the girls. They were special rigs that utilized the narrowest straps possible and were mde of clear plastic, allowing each girl's entire body to still be visible. Attached to each was a different type of dildo, suited not just to a particular girl to be used by, but to a particular girl to be used on. To Kim, she handed the harness with the twelve-inch rubber phallus attached, ribbed along the shaft. Shego's, made of the same material, wasn't quit as long, topping out at ten inches, but was as thick as Ron's member and was the most realistically-sculpted, going as far as to replicate even the smallest of veins on its surface and the set of fake testicles that hung beneath the shaft. To top it off, the dildo was the exact same color and shade as Shego's skin; coupled with the clear straps, it looked as though it had sprouted from her pelvis.
Bonnie's own was perhaps the most unique of the bunch in that it had two shafts protruding from it, one above the other. Both were the same length as Shego's, though slightly thinner and tinted to match Bonnie's bronzed skin. Yori's was the smallest of them all at nine inches, but that was more than made up for by the small-but-powerful vibrator built into the shaft. In addition to their unique features, each harness had its dildo mounted high on the wearer's pelvis, allowing for full access to the vulva while in use, and a pocket positioned to both cradle and caress the clitoris as the wearer moved.
As Ron saw each girl buckling her harness on, he had to smile. He remembered the last time those particular items had been utilized. The experience for the girls had been so intense that they slept for several hours. Ron only awoke Bonnie and Yori when it was time to feed the children and after that they went back to sleep while he spent the day playing with the kids.
“So,” Kim asked, “we gonna do this the usual way?”
“I guess – until we come up with another one, that is.” Shego replied.
As if on cue, Yori lay down on the floor and Bonnie knelt between her knees. Using her hands, she aimed both of the dildos at Yori's holes and pushed in. The Japanese girl squeaked as she was filled – she loved double penetration as much as Kim did, which was why Bonnie ordered her harness the way she had. Bonnie slid in until her hips were touching Yori's pelvis, then began the slow, steady rhythm she knew her girlfriend loved.
It was not long before Shego joined the pair. Coming in fron the side, the licked and sucked Yori's strapon until it was sufficiently lubricated, then straddled the Asian girl and lowered her netherlips over the phallus. Yori then reached around and pressed the recessed switch that activated the vibrator. Shego's pleasure was immediately evident and she began bouncing in Yori's lap, leaning forward to make out with Bonnie.
Kim and Ron approached the other girls, kneeling beside Yori's head. Kim moved into position first; she let Yori suck her dildo to prepare it, then straddled the girl's stomach and slid into Shego's ass. Given the experience she'd had since moving in with Kim and Ron, there was no longer any discomfort even taking a large object anally – only pleasure.
Ron was the last to act. He had his choice of where to go – Yori's mouth or one of Bonnie's two holes. He could have gone for Kim's ass, but that would have meant his own would have been right over Yori's face and felt that would be too uncomfortable for the Japanese girl. Seeing as how Kim had gotten plenty from him before, he moved around and slid his member into Bonnie's waiting cunt. They continued like this for several minutes; one pleasuring another who was pleasuring another. It was an endless loop, feeding upon itself and building with each cycle.
Predictably, Yori let go first. She bucked wildly against Bonnie, which in turn drove her dildo deeper and harder into Shego. The brunette and the ex-villainess orgasmed at roughly the same time due to the extra stimulation. Kim wasn't far behind them, so she grabbed Shego's hips and jackhammered her lover until she, too hit her climax.
Kim and Shego separated and removed their harnesses, smiling at one another. Bonnie unbuckled her own harness and, with Ron still inside her, back out of and away from it, leaving the dildos inside Yori. It took the Japanese girl a moment to recover and Ron was more than happy to keep hammering at the brunette while he waited.
After Yori removed the toys from herself, she lay next to Shego, knowing what was next. Each time they had 'clustered', as Kim had taken to calling it, Ron finished up the same way and none of them were complaining. After a few more thrusts, he made Bonnie climax and she quickly scrambled to join the other girls. Ron made his way over to them and knelt down. Kim and Bonnie, who were side-by-side, reached out and began to stroke him with a hand each, Bonnie occasionally reaching up to flick the head with her tongue, until they felt him begin to pulse. He pulled away from them and repositioned himself between the brunette's knees. She pulled her lips open, he placed his head at her entrance and shot his first wad into her. He then slid over to Kim and repeated the action; following her was Shego's turn and finally Yori.
After that, Ron was spent. It wasn't easy to maintain that level of control – in fact, the first two times he tried it, he had failed – but the girls enjoyed it and it gave him a thrill to see all four of them with his seed pouring from them, so it was more then worth it. The girls cuddled together on the soft carpet and drifted off to sleep, content.
Ron went upstairs, took a quick shower and dressed in his usual pants and shirt. Smiling, he sat down on the couch and reflected on how lucky he was to have these girls at his side. Even if it weren't for the sexual side of their relationship, Shego, Bonnie and Yori were among the best friends he'd ever had and he wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. He closed his eyes, intending to take a nap before preparing dinner.
He had almost nodded off when the Kimmunicator in his pocket started to beep.
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Kim and the others woke up thanks to a loud crash. They Saw Ron standing in the middle of the room facing away from them, his head down and fists clenched. It was fortunate that they had more than one Kimmunicator, as the red-and-black one Ron normally carried was laying on the floor near the far wall in several pieces. The wall fared little better than the device which had hit it.
Climbing to her feet, Kim came up to his side. "Ron? Honey? What's wrong?"
"Th....they're gone...." he said, fighting to hold back both sadness and rage. "All of them."
"Who's gone?" Shego asked. "What's going on?"
Ron took a moment to answer. "Dr. Director called a minute ago. The research team they sent up to Smythe's base to recover and examine his technology....they're gone."
Kim still didn't know what he meant. "'Gone'? Did they go AWOL? Were they kidnapped? Are they.....?"
"They're dead!" He couldn't hold it in any longer. "Every single one of them. Someone....something.....slaughtered them like cattle."
Bonnie was taken aback. "But...there were more than a hundred guards there - and the researchers weren't exactly untrained, either. How did someone overpower them?"
"I don't know...I...I don't know..." His tears were flowing freely now despite his efforts. "I...I sent them there....thought it was safe..."
Kim put an arm around him. "Ron, Dr. Director ordered the equipment analyzed. You had nothing to do with it."
"I'm not talking about the main team, Kim!" It was the first time he'd ever raised his voice to her and it stung him harder then any physical blow he'd ever received. He collected himself before going on. "The leaders of the team weren't Global Justice agents. I brought them into the project to help Dr. Director's people. Thought their skills could help...maybe solve some problems the est might have."
"Ron-chan," Yori said, "you talk as if you knew them personally....."
"I did. We all did." It took him several moments to go on. "The team leaders were Larry, Wade, Felix..." he looked into Kim's eyes, "our parents and your brothers."
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And that's what I've got for now. Short chapter, I know, but I didn't want to make you guys wait as this was looking to be a fifty-page chapter or more and figured I'd give you this to munch on while I finish this story arc before wrapping up the series. Higher smut ratio in this one than I usually put in this series, but I figured it'd help make things up to my audience.
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