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The Middleton Pact - Redux	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 41173 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The Middleton
Pact - Redux
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, mature themes, explicit violence, death and warped philosophy.
The story is KiAnGo. (And More)
If you find any of the above offensive, please don't read further.
CHAPTER 9: Grande Sized Sitch.
Kim Possible sat in her usual booth, looking out the window of the apparently empty Bueno Nacho. Inside, there were no customers or staff to be seen. Outside, she spotted numerous GJ troopers, who were trying not to be seen. She nibbled at her Hablamos salad while pretending not to notice them. Their presence didn't surprise her in the least. Since Dr. Director knew about the meeting, chances of Ron showing up alone were extremely low. The only thing in question was whether or not Ron knew they'd come to the party. Not that it mattered. Plans for dealing with party crashers or Ron getting out of hand, were even now, being put into place.
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Thanks to the Battle Suit's stealth mode, Shego stood, completely invisible, just inside the rear entrance of the restaurant. The door began to open slowly. Kim's hunch was proving to be correct. She watched the young ninja girl sneak inside. Ron Stoppable was using some very dangerous backup. She admired the way the ninja moved down the hallway towards the customer area. Anyone who didn't know what to look for, would never have seen her.
Many times, Shego was accused of being a ninja herself. She wasn't, but she'd picked up a few tricks over the years. She knew how to move very quietly, a good thing for any thief to know. She also understood the concept of how a ninja could hide in plain sight. It was simply a combination of knowing where people were looking, and not being there. That, plus using any handy resources for camouflage, made them extremely hard to spot.
She moved along behind the ninja, ready to take whatever action she needed to, if and or when the occasion called for it.
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In the fast food restaurant's kitchen, Ned had his back up against the walk in cooler. His eyes were glazed and his mind muddled. He couldn't count the number of times the restaurant was ground zero for a confrontation between heroes and villains. Usually it meant excessive violence, massive destruction, and sometimes a take out order. This time was turning out to be very different. He looked at the red haired villain in front of him, and let out a wheezing gasp.
From where she knelt on the floor, Anne looked up at the manager's face. She slid her mouth down a couple more inches on his stiff, throbbing cock. It wouldn't be much longer til he shot his creamy load in her greedy, sucking mouth. This was the kind of thing she'd dreamed for years of doing.
Last night she'd shocked her daughter, and raised Shego's eyebrows a couple times, with tales of her sexual exploits. It was such naughty fun telling them about everything. From her antics in college, to the “Spousal Encounters” she and James went on regularly. Which her daughter had no clue, until last night, were actually swinger's orgies with other like minded couples. Of course, for privacy reasons, she hadn't told them who the other couples were. Her little Kimmie would have been even more shocked if she knew the names of some of the people her parents had been fucking.
Anne bobbed faster on the young man's prick. A man she hardly knew. That was the one thing she'd never gotten to do before. Always, in the past, she'd been careful about who she had sex with. As a respected brain surgeon, and wife of a famous rocket scientist, she had to be discrete. Now she had the freedom to be as nasty and slutty as her heart desired.
She felt his cock jerk in her mouth. The head tickled her tonsils for a moment. Then she tasted the cum that gushed out in thick spurts. His moans were music to her ears, as she drank every yummy drop.
After tucking him back into his uniform trousers, she stood and smiled. “So? Do we have a deal?”
Ned, his mind still reeling at the first blow job he'd ever gotten in his 28 years of life, could only nod agreeably.
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At the exact agreed upon time, the front door of the restaurant opened. Kim didn't look up as she heard him approach the booth. “Hello Ron. Have a seat.” She gestured at a large tray of Mexican food on the table. “I got you the Naco Combo. Grande sized. I hope that's OK?”
Ron Stoppable stood next to the woman who'd once been his girlfriend. Even more, she'd been his best friend since they were 4 years old. A woman who, if he believed Betty Director, was now his enemy. He slowly sat down in the booth across from her. “Thanks KP. Umm... Sure, it's fine.”
The two of them sat there not looking at each other for a few silent minutes. It was years of closeness, and knowing how each other thought, that caused them to raise their eyes at the same time. For a few moments more, they stared into each other souls. It was then they knew, beyond any doubt, things had changed forever.
Not having a clue what to say, Ron blurted out the first thing that came to mind. “So you really married Shego?”
Kim smiled. Her whole face brightening at just the mention of the name. “Yeah I did. I love her more than I could ever describe.”
The silence between them grew again.
Ron broke eye contact first. He reached down and picked up a dripping Naco. He took a huge bite and swallowed loudly. “So its true then? Everything Dr. Director told me?”
Kim sat down her fork. “Yeah Ron, it is. I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not. I have a new life now.”
Ron hung his head. He hadn't really expected her to admit it so easily. “You know I can't go there Kim. I can't follow your path. We both know what I was like as Zorpox.”
Kim reached across the table. She cupped his chin in her hand, raised his head up so she could look him in the eyes. “I'm not asking you to Ron. I don't want you to ever be anything but what you are now. You are a good, kind, and caring man. You saved the world from a bigger threat than I ever did. A true hero is what you are, and what you were always meant to be.”
Ron shook his head. he didn't understand why she was saying such a thing. “But Kim, you're the hero...”
Kim leaned back and sighed. He seemed to be even denser than usual. “No Ron. I'm not a hero. I helped people who needed it, true. I enjoyed it and it was exciting. But I could never do the one thing I truly needed to. I could never help myself. I gave to others selflessly. Always putting myself, and my life, behind the needs of everyone else. I can't do that anymore. This is the way it has to be for me now.”
Ron reached across the table and took Kim's hand. “I won't say I understand... Because... Dammit KP! I don't! Come back. Dr. Director says that if you agree to become my partner, the Council would have no choice but to declare you a hero again.”
Kim gave him a small smile. “That might work. You're missing the most important thing though. I don't want to be a hero again. I'm a villain now. I'm married to a villain. Even my mother is a villain! Don't you get it? I had other choices. I chose this way because this is what I really and truly want!”
Even as she said it, the impact of her own words hit her. For the first time since she made the decision, she knew with total certainty it was true. She really wanted to be bad. She wanted to do all the things people always told her not to. The thrill of that thought burned into her core. The last lingering doubts she had, fled before that bright flame. From that flame was born a new Kim Possible. A Kim Possible that knew beyond any doubt, that for her, Anything truly was possible.
Ron stared at Kim as if he had never seen her before. He had no idea how true that was. A dull sadness, like he'd never felt before, clenched at his very being. He knew then, he'd lost his best friend in the whole world to evil. He knew what he had to do. Ron Stoppable had to be the hero. He felt like something inside him died. He knew he had to take Kim down. That's what heroes did.
Kim could feel a prickling sensation across her skin. She saw the first hint of a blue glow surrounding Ron's body. She knew he was calling up his Mystical Monkey Power. She quickly stood up from the booth, and willed her suit into Battle mode.
Try as he might, his concentration was lost. He beheld Kim in her scanty new red outfit. All the time he'd known her, she always acted modestly about her body. Shaking off the mixed feelings of lust and fear, he stood and assumed an attack stance.
Kim laughed and shook her head. “No Ron. Not today. I'm going to walk out of here, and you won't stop me.”
Ron steeled himself for the attack. “I have to stop you, and I will because I...”
Kim's eyebrows raised. “Because you brought Yori as backup? Even though I told you to come alone?”
Shock crossed Ron's face. He couldn't figure out how she could possibly know. “Umm... Yeah.”
Kim laughed deeply. “I figured you would. That's why I brought my own backup.” Her voice raised slightly. “Shego? Sweetie? You can come out now.”
A soft sound made Ron turn his head. He saw Yori emerge from behind one of the large plastic palm trees flanking the entrance to the restroom area. There was a frown on her face, and her head was tilted at an odd angle. The air behind her began to shimmer, as Shego faded into view. He could see Shego's right hand clawed at his girlfriend's throat. His mind barely registered her mostly exposed body. All he could think about were the green flames that appeared around her left hand. A hand that was much too close to Yori's flesh.
An evil smirk crossed Shego's face. “You called Princess?”
Ron felt rage build within him, as he saw the girl he loved in the clenches of Kim's evil wife.
Kim could almost feel Ron's anger. She also saw his hand creeping slowly towards the large cargo pocket of his pants. “Now don't go doing anything stupid Ron. It wouldn't be wise to wake Rufus right now. Maybe you need a little more incentive... Oh! Mommy Dear!”
Anne Possible emerged from behind the counter area. She was almost strutting in her immodest blue outfit. She held Ned by one arm. Her laser scalpel, the one she always carried, just in case, was pointed at his head. “Right here Kimmie.”
She had a grin on her face that left Ron cold inside.
Kim strode over to her wife. Lifting a hand, she stroked Shego's cheek, then downwards, between her breasts and across her tummy. She turned back to Ron, with a look of malice in her eyes. “As I said before Ron. I'm going to walk out of here and you will not try to stop me. If you do the results will be very, very bad. Do you understand me?”
Slowly, Ron nodded. He couldn't bring himself to speak. All he could do, was think about how evil Kim had become.
All three Possible women moved toward the doors. Their captives firmly in tow. Ron stood in place like a statue. He didn't dare do anything that would get Yori or Ned harmed.
As they passed through the doors, Kim called back over her shoulder. “Now stay right there. Once we're safely away, we'll release them unharmed.”
With that, they exited the building.
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Midas loved his job.
As the worlds only evil masseuse, he was unique. He got to travel the world. Enjoy luxury resorts and private villas. His services were in high demand by all the world's rich and evil women. He was currently plying his trade on one such woman. Slowly he rubbed the firm butt and thighs of Queen Bonnie. She was busy talking on her cell phone while his hands did their magic.
The tall, blond and very well muscled man worked his way down the legs of the, well tanned, nude woman. She was in quite good shape. He figured she must have some background in dance, as he worked his way back up her thighs. As he once again moved to her butt, he feigned unconcern, but was actually listening intently to her conversation with Jack Hench. Since he was evil, Midas also had a little sideline to his normal occupation.
He was an information broker. The women he was employed by, rarely thought of him as anything other than a pair of skilled hands. They usually said or did things in his presence, he could later sell to interested parties. He thought Queen Bonnie was a true goldmine, as he watched her hang up the phone. Midas started working his way up her back, kneading her flesh just hard enough to make her gasp. Moments later she turned over and gave him a very naughty little smile.
She eyed his body. His thick, muscular arms, hard abs, and the large bulge in his pants. “So what does a girl have to do to find out if you are as good with other things, as you are with your hands?”
Midas returned her smile. “That is simple my Queen. All you need to do is triple my fee.”
Bonnie's smile got larger. She spread her legs invitingly. Showing him the pink wetness of her aroused pussy. “Consider it done.”
He pulled his white tank top over his head and began unfastening his pants. His cock sprang out from it's confines.
Bonnie reached out and stroked the thick shaft. “Shove this damn thing in me right now!”
He did exactly as she demanded. Causing her to scream out in wanton delight. “As my Queen requests.”
Midas loved his job.
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Jack Hench stabbed a finger down on his intercom. “Send my head of research up here now.”
He wrung his hands together, as he waited. The anticipation of filling this order made him almost giggle with delight. Every time he got an order from the Seniors, he was a very happy man. They didn't seem to know when to stop spending, and Mrs. Senior apparently didn't care how much she spent. He was going to make an easy couple million on this order alone. By the time the scientist he requested arrived, he was almost dancing with happiness.
The portly bald man, who entered the room, asked. “You wanted to see me Mr. Hench?”
Hench sat down behind his desk. “Yes I did. Have you managed to replicate Kim Possible's battle suit from the plans Dementor sold us yet?”
The scientist fumbled nervously with the pocket protector in his lab coat. “No sir. Whoever designed the nanofiber is a genius beyond compare. None of us have been able to figure out how to make it work yet.”
Hench clenched his fists tightly. He did not want to lose this order. “What do we have that is similar?”
Scratching his bald head, the man replied. “There is the Kinetic Response and Protective fabric. It has some of the same properties nanofiber is purported to have.”
Jack rubbed his chin in thought. Usually he sent the Seniors the very best he had. For the kind of money they paid, they deserved it. This time though, he figured he could fudge it a little. “Alright. Send that, and these design specifications, to the Fashionistas. Tell them it's a rush order.”
The scientist took the paper his boss handed him. “Yes sir. Is there anything else?”
Hench shook his head. “No, I'll handle the rest of the order myself.”
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Dr. James Possible stood in the front door of his new home. He watched as the moving company's trucks drove away. It had been a very hectic morning. Last night, he and the boys, stayed at a hotel. Their home was so badly damaged, again, they couldn't stay there. This morning, just as they were waking up, he got a call telling him to come to this address. On his arrival, he was met by a real estate agent. She'd smiled and handed him the keys.
She told him she had no idea what was going on, just that the house had been purchased in his name, and it was completely paid for. He had been staring up at the two story, eight bedroom, mansion in total wonderment, when the moving trucks pulled up. He recognized the logo on the side of the trucks. It was Lontaine Load's moving company, and sure enough, it was Lontaine himself driving the first truck.
They greeted each other like the old friends they were, as Lon's people started unloading the trucks. The two men first met in High School. Back then, James had been the typical chess club geek, and Lon a linebacker on the football team. During their freshman year, James noticed the large boy was having problems with math. He offered to help Lon study for an upcoming test. Lon gladly accepted. In return, he offered to help James out with the ladies. James was only too glad to accept. From then on, they were the best of friends. Both men were very happy their children also became good friends.
James went inside and closed the door. He could hear the boys tearing through the house, as they tried to decide which bedrooms they wanted. They'd taken the news of their parents impending divorce, and the changes their mother and sister were making, better than typical 14 year old's would. But then, his sons were far from typical. They thought it was cool their sister and mother were villains.
They understood the reasons behind it all too. Apparently, they hacked enough secret databases, that they knew all about the Pact. The whole clandestine aspect of their new lives, just made them all the happier. The only part of these new events James worried about explaining to his sons, was Vivian. In that too, he was surprised to learn his boys already knew about their parent's alternative lifestyle. As he went to find his sons, and explore their new home, James reminded himself to check the house for hidden video cameras. Often.
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Dr. Betty Director sat in a black Global Justice surveillance van, half a block away from the Bueno Nacho. She had two full squads of GJ troopers in hidden locations surrounding the place. Her plan was to take Kim's evil little gang down as they left the building. Staring through her monocular, she saw five figures emerge from the restaurant. Her voice was full of frustration, when she said. “Shit! They have hostages!”
Fuming, she watched as the three scantily clad villains loaded their hostages into the purple car. She punched a button on her communicator. Telling her troopers to stand down. She wasn't going to get Kim Possible today. All she could do now was hope Ron Stoppable was OK.
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Yori and Ned stood in the middle of the parking lot of the Middleton Mall. The flying car receded in the distant, cloud filled, sky. Neither of them were harmed during the short ride.
Yori felt angry and embarrassed. The dark haired woman, Shego, who rode in the back seat with them, had copped a feel or two. She pulled out her cell phone and began to dial. She needed to call Ron and let him know they were released.
Ned grinned. The entire event left him not thinking very clearly. He turned to the Japanese girl and asked a question. One that, under normal circumstances, he never would have. “I got a blow job for playing along. What did you get?”
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The three women arrived back at the lair. They were in high spirits. They made it through the whole encounter with a minimum of fuss. It was almost too easy to bluff Ron. Not really surprising though. Harming their hostages was the last thing they would have done. Not only was it against the rules of the Pact, it would have actually given Ron all the incentive he needed to attack. They all knew what he could do with his MMP. None of them wanted to go up against that.
They gathered, with Wade, for a late lunch in the cafeteria. As they ate, they filled him in on what happened. After that, Wade let them know what was going on while they were out.
Following a small belch, Wade said. “My dad called and told me that James and the twins are all moved in to the new place, safe and sound.”
Kim smiled at this. “How can we ever repay you for that house and everything?”
Wade grinned. “Rob a couple banks, that should do it.”
After the laughter died down, Kim asked. “Anything else of interest?”
Wade nodded. He aimed a remote at the cafeteria's large view screen. “I finished updating your website.”
Kim felt an evil smile cross her face, as she read the new bold header. 'We Will Do Anything... For The Right Price!'
Directly beneath that, was the photo Wade took earlier, of the three of them. They were posing seductively in their new villainous outfits.
Anne's brow furrowed. “Anything? Are you sure you want it to say that? What if someone wants us to do something we really don't want to do?”
Shego chuckled. “That's easy. If we don't want to do it, we tell them they can't afford it.”
Kim nodded. “That's right. We can be as bad as we want, and if someone wants to pay us to do it, that's just gravy. But we don't have to do anything we don't want to.”
Wade smiled. After what they'd done this afternoon, he wondered just what they would or wouldn't do. “Works for me. There's just one thing left. You ladies need to decide on what you're going to call yourselves. Do you want to stick with Team Possible, or go with something different?”
Kim tilted her head to the side in thought. “Good question Wade. I hadn't considered that. Lets think about that one for a while. Sleep on it, as they say. Speaking of which, I could use a nap.”
Kim stood up and looked directly at Shego.
Not having just fallen off a turnip truck, Shego knew exactly what Kim really wanted. She stood up and put her arm around her wife's waist. Time for a little afternoon delight.
Anne chuckled, as the two girls went off to their apartment. She almost wished James were here. Sucking Ned's cock put her in the mood for more. She could use that kind of a nap herself too. Anne started picking up the soup bowls.
Wade asked. “Want some help?”
Anne shook her head. The boy had no idea how his question sounded to her. She was tempted to accept the offer he didn't know he was making. She decided not to. She knew from experience, it was better not to mess with someone in a relationship. At least not without both party's consent. “I've got it. I'll just put these in the Kitchen, and go have a nap too.”
Wade stood up. “OK. I'll be in the command center if anyone needs me.”
In the kitchen. Anne put the bowls in the dishwasher. She then went over to the large refrigerator. Opening the crisper, she grabbed some of her favorite veggies. With a lustful smile, she headed for her apartment.
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Kim and Shego were standing beside their bed, pressing their nude bodies together. They kissed passionately. Kim broke the kiss. She sat down on the edge of the bed and held her hands out to her wife.
Shego took her Kim's hands. Shock and surprise jolted through her, when Kim jerked her off her feet. Her wife pulled and twisted her into a position, face down, across her lap.
There was a growl in Kim's voice, as she spoke. “We need to have a little talk Sweetie. You did something very bad today.”
Shego turned her head to look up. She'd never heard Kim use that tone of voice before. It was more than a little scary. She half turned, looking up. “What are you talking about? We all did bad things today!”
Kim stared angrily into Shego's eyes. “I'm talking about you groping Yori in the car! And don't you dare try to lie to me! I saw you do it!”
Shego knew she was in trouble. She'd done just that. It had just been sooo tempting. She hadn't felt up a cute little Japanese teenager since her last ride on a Tokyo subway. She knew she was going to be punished, and felt she deserved it.
Trying to look contrite, Shego said. “I'm sorry Pumpkin. I know I shouldn't have done that.”
Kim raised her hand and brought it down hard on Shego's butt.
*Smack* Don't *Smack* you *Smack* ever *Smack* touch *Smack* another *Smack* woman *Smack* like *Smack* that *Smack* again *Smack* without *Smack* my *Smack* permission!
Shego was shocked at how hard Kim was hitting her ass. She really was being punished! Tears welled in her eyes, a sob escaped her throat. By the time Kim stopped, her butt was burning. She had cheated on her wife, even if only in a small way. She... Wait... “without my permission?”
Shego looked up at Kim. “Did you say...?”
Kim nodded. “Yes I did Shego, and I mean it. The next time you want to mess around with someone other than me, you ask me first. Is that clear?”
Shego reached back and rubbed her hot and tender ass. “Yeah Princess. Crystal clear. I'm really sorry.”
Kim gave her wife a small smile. “I know you are, and I'm sorry I had to punish you like that.”
“Do you really mean that? About the asking first, I mean?”
Kim nodded, and began to rub her wife's butt, gently and lovingly. “I mean that. An open marriage worked for my folks, so I don't see why it can't for us. If that's OK with you?”
Shego had to think. Not an easy thing to do with Kim's fingers finding their way between her legs. Stroking her to arousal. It was fine with her. She had no qualms about sharing her wife. The idea of seeing her Princess fucked, sucked, and licked by someone else turned her on immensely. She'd just been surprised Kim felt the same way. Maybe she took after her mother in more than just hair color and good looks. A very naughty thought crept into her brain. She deserved a tiny bit of payback for the spanking. Time to shock the Kimmie.
Shego smiled up at her wife as she hunched her dripping pussy on her fingers. “I can go for that. Sooo... Can I grope your mom?”
Kim's face went totally blank. Her fingers stopped their lustful manipulations. For a moment, shock started to set in. Then it was swept away by the realization of what her wife was doing. Her fingers began to move again, harder and faster than before. So Shego wanted to play dirty? Kim's new found evilness arose inside her. Two could play that game!
Kim leaned down and kissed her horny, writhing wife. “Course you can. All you had to do was ask.”
Both of them stared into each others eyes for a few moments. Soon, neither could stand it any longer. They both burst out laughing.
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