Kimmediate Gratification | By : jackrabbit Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 12537 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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The Middleton Arena was totally packed. The main act was Stud Muffin, the most popular boy band in the country, in contrast to Oh Boyz, who were barely a memory to anyone other than Ron. Unfortunately, they wouldn’t be on for another hour yet. Kim didn’t care for the opening act, Hannah Dakota, but Tara did, so the two of them, plus Bonnie, Monique, and Missy, had come early enough to catch at least half of it.
Kim hadn’t been to the Arena since Junior had tried to enslave all the girls with stolen mind control technology originally developed by Wade. The infamous Love Gun, with which Wade had tried to get Monique as a girlfriend. And which was later used against him by a geek girl.
The group decided to go to the bathroom, as most of them didn’t mind missing the current show, and even Tara thought it would be better to go now than miss any of Stud Muffin. The lines for the women’s restrooms at the Arena were notorious, especially with a crowd like this.
To their astonishment, the line was not bad at all. They had expected a long wait, because lots of girls would be taking this opportunity before the real show began. It soon became obvious why the line was shorter. It was moving rather fast. There must be more stalls now. They also noticed that many of the girls coming out were laughing, and looked at each other in bewilderment. What could be funny about going to the bathroom?
When the line reached the doorway, and they got their first look inside, they suddenly understood. The Arena management had adapted to the changes in Middleton, and had installed a row of urinals. The girls now knew why the line was going so much faster. With this new development, the girls could cycle through the restroom as quickly as the guys could.
As Kim’s group reached the head of the line, they nanomorphed to the proper equipment. The nanobots rerouted the urethra during such a morph, so elimination functions worked just as well in either configuration. The girls had often pissed standing up even in stalls, at least once nanomorphing was established and there was no embarrassment factor, but this was even quicker.
As the other girls had earlier, they laughed as they stood there and whizzed into the urinals.
“This is awesome,” Tara said. “Why didn’t they think of it before?”
Kim shrugged, causing the stream to wobble a little. She hastily redirected it back on track. “I guess so many girls have gone nano that it’s just part of society now. At least in Middleton.”
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It was in the middle of Stud Muffin’s third number that it happened. Kim was singing and dancing along with the lyrics, down near the stage, when she was suddenly so horny that she couldn’t think straight. She lost track of the band, the music, her friends, the strangers around her, or even where she was. All she could think about was how badly she wanted to fuck or be fucked. “Nnnggggaaaahhhhh,” she grunted. “Aaaaagggggggghhhhhh.” Her pussy was already flowing.
Kim thrashed her arms around wildly and connected with someone. Her eyes would barely focus, but she could feel tits. She ripped the unknown girl’s top open and squeezed them frenetically, pulling the bra down to get better access. The girl did not protest, instead grabbing Kim’s head and mashing the redhead’s face into her chest. The sounds she made were no more coherent than Kim’s. Since Kim was bent over slightly, the tiny part of her mind that was still working vaguely concluded that the height indicated a 13- or 14-year-old. But the rest of her mind didn’t care, just looking for a fuck target, any target.
The middle-schooler, who Kim dimly noticed had brown hair, feverishly undid Kim’s belt, unzipped the jeans, and ripped the panties away. Then she rubbed the older girl’s pussy while making urgent noises. Kim groped at the girl’s crotch to find that she had a substantial boner. Kim freed it of its bonds, dropped her pants to her ankles and bent over, inviting the dick’s owner inside her. The strange sexual frenzy had made her as wet as the other girl was hard.
The nameless girl penetrated Kim to the hilt. “Uhhhhhhhh,” the redhead groaned, reaching back to pull at her partner of convenience, urging her deeper inside. At the same time, Kim felt something brush her lips, and blearily opened her eyes to find a black dick. It wasn’t Monique’s, being the wrong shade, but that didn’t matter. It was a dick, so Kim opened her mouth. The person at the other end of it crammed it in, then fucked her mouth as feverishly as the first girl was reaming her pussy. While still pulling on the girl behind her, Kim fingered the asshole of the one in front.
Tara was on the floor, double-penetrated by two other strangers. She was sitting on one girl’s dick, while the other fucked her ass. The girl below was rather wide. If Tara had been able to think, she would have wondered how the girl had gotten nanobots, and why she hadn’t used them to slim down, as Courtney had. But Tara’s main concern about the girl’s body was the dick attached to it. And the ample tits, which she used to hold herself up. She hadn’t even seen the girl behind her, but again, all that mattered was the dick in her ass.
Bonnie and Monique had accidentally connected with each other. They didn’t even know they were fucking somebody familiar. Monique reamed Bonnie’s ass, loving the feel of it, without realizing she had been in it many times before. Another girl was in Monique’s ass. She automatically daisy chained, even in her haze.
Missy had mashed a girl flat on the floor and was pounding her savagely, pulling her head back with a fistful of hair. This type of behavior was really more like Shego than the sweet Missy, but she was effectively neither at the moment, mostly mindless like everyone else. There was only her dick and someplace slippery to put it in. Nothing else existed.
Kim and her friends were totally unaware of anything not in reach, but the sexual frenzy had overtaken the entire Arena. Literally thousands of girls were fucking like maniacs across the expanse of the venue. The girls without nano were at a disadvantage, in that they had to get someone to fuck them and could not just plunge into someone, but there were plenty of nanodicks to go around, and no pussy or asshole went unfilled.
Tim and Jim Possible watched the carnage from a window high above. “Holy fuck,” Jim said. “It worked.”
“No shit. That ‘Girls Gone Wild’ guy doesn’t know what wild is.”
The Tweebs had modified Wade’s Love Gun so that now it was a Lust Gun, and had reapplied the Seniors’ amplification technology so that it would work with a large crowd again. But this time the signal was quite different.
Jim looked down at the large number of friends running around with video cameras. “We are gonna make a fucking fortune with this. It’ll be the greatest porn ever made. Literally a cast of thousands.”
“And after we get enough footage for a couple of hundred movies, we can go down there and join in.”
Jim shook his head somberly. “I dunno, bro. There’s an awful lot of swinging dicks down there, some of them big, and their owners don’t much care where they put them. Most of them are bigger than us, too. It would be kinda embarrassing to be assraped by a girl. I think we better stay up here where our sphincters are safe and jerk off to the video later. The camera guys will prolly be okay if they keep moving.”
Down on the floor, the dick in Kim’s mouth shot its load. She swallowed mechanically, not thinking about it at all. A few minutes later, the other end was filled with cum. The two dongs withdrew, leaving Kim standing there bent over, her pussy leaking onto the floor. She was quickly overcome with anxiety. Why wasn’t anyone fucking her? She started groping around again, looking for more dicks. But all that she found were buried in someone else. She grabbed a girl’s thighs and tried to pull her out of whoever she was pounding, but the girl growled at her for interfering and slammed into the current partner even harder. The unknown girl couldn’t think enough to actually say “I’ll get to you later”, but it was implied in her actions.
Kim groaned in frustration. Even though she couldn’t find dicks not in use, there were unoccupied orifices in her vicinity. If she had a dick, she could be back in action. The bad news was that she had forgotten she could nanomorph. The good news was that the control bots could pick up her longing for a dick. After all, that was how she had accidentally nanomorphed the very first time, before she even knew she had nanobots. The nanomorph occurred. Since it had not been under conscious control, no size had been specified, so the new dong was Kim’s considerable default size. Kim looked down, vaguely wondering where the dick had come from. She watched it visibly harden due to the influence of the amplifed Lust Gun, with no stimulation required on her part, then she dimly realized she now had something to plug up those pussies and assholes she had found earlier.
Since she hadn’t moved, the closest girl was still the one she had tried to disengage from the current fuck partner. But the target was concave this time, rather than convex. Kim plunged into the girl’s ass. Apparently her impromptu partner’s prior anal experience had not been much, leaving her unprepared for a Kimdong. She cried out in pain when it was forced into her. But fortunately, someone had already shot a load of cum into her ass, so at least there was lube. After a couple of wails, the girl forgot about the pain and returned her attention to the fucking. She tried to push forward into her prior partner and then drive Kim into herself, but she either had no experience daisy-chaining or could not think clearly enough to do it. In any case, Kim jammed the dick into her and let the girl on the other end fend for herself.
Unlike Kim, Tara had been filled up continuously since the thing started. Each time one of the dicks fired and deflated, another took its place. Even if Tara had been able to concentrate, she would have lost track of the number of partners. The floor underneath her was slippery with cum, after she was filled up so many times, immediately followed by the next girl squishing it out and replacing it.
Bonnie and Monique had broken apart, never knowing they were ever together, and each was now cutting her own swath through the crowd. Bonnie was cramming her dick down a girl’s throat, while someone else was in her ass. The oral target appeared to be a Goth. If Bonnie had been able to think, she probably would have wondered what such a girl was doing at a boy band concert. With all the dancing around, it wasn’t particularly morose. But it didn’t matter to Bonnie, as a Goth was as good a receptacle for cum as a cheerleader. She had a mouth and a throat attached to it. What else was needed?
Monique had unknowingly morphed back to a pussy. She had found herself in the opposite situation from Kim, a lack of available orifices in her immediate area. So she unwittingly supplied some, courtesy of the helpful control bots, and found all three holes plugged up in short order. A younger girl was in her pussy, she had no idea who was filling up her ass, and a fat girl had given her a lollipop to chew on. It was easier for the latter to reach Monique’s face, as the girl’s ample stomach got in the way trying to get into the nether regions.
Missy was still taking a fairly dominant role. As an adult, she was bigger than many of the girls in the crowd, so she was able to bull her way past them when a new target became available. But her asshole was full of dick as often as anyone else’s, and she made no move to fight it.
And so it went, for several hours. The externally supplied lust drove the sex far harder than it could have occurred naturally. After a girl shot her load, it only took about ten minutes to achieve another hardon and then she was at it again. There was no way of knowing how many times each girl came, with either set of equipment, or how many tanker cars of cum were pumped.
Finally everyone was lying on the floor, half dead. Nobody could even move, much less fuck. Cum coated every square inch of the Arena floor.
Kim laid there, face up, her head resting on someone’s ass. The haze had cleared, but now she had to deal with the aftermath. Her pussy, ass, and mouth were killing her. She wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to chew food again, much less piss or fuck. She was totally saturated in spooge, her own and everybody else’s. Like Heinz or something, though there were probably far more than 57 flavors on her.
Making a supreme effort to raise her head, Kim looked around for her friends. The only one she could see was Monique. The others could have fucked their way to the other side of the Arena during the debacle. Monique was lying on top of another girl, apparently still inside her, but Kim couldn’t tell if she was conscious or even alive. Neither of them were moving at all. Kim started to panic and then she saw the black girl twitch slightly.
Kim used up all of her remaining energy trying to hold her head up and flopped it back down on the unknown girl’s ass. This left her looking straight up to the top of the arena. She saw someone’s head sticking out a window far above. Her jaw, one of the few body parts that could move right now, clenched as she realized that it was Jim or Tim. She couldn’t tell which at this distance, but it didn’t matter, because the other was there anyway.
She expended the last of her strength in a growl of rage. I better go to the mall and pick out a black dress, she thought. There’s gonna be a double funeral in the Possible family.
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