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La Petite Journey	By : battleaxe Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 38907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 10

Ready for another day Shego left her room, rarely did she just walked anywhere; it was more of a stocking motion reminiscent of a large cat hunting down its prey. And right now after their hasty return to the Caribbean lair she knew she would have to make her way down to the laboratory of her employer and listen to him rant on about something. The halls were dimly lit, it was either to give a sinister atmosphere or the fact that he was being cheep and trying to save on the electrical bill. The stone walls of the lower levels occasionally seeped moisture down the length of the red toned chiseled rock.
            Stopping before one of the many doors that dotted the length of the hallway she waited. Shego really didn’t wish to enter and listen to Drakken complain or rant or whatever he was going to do but sooner of later he would come screaming down on her and then things would be even worse in regards to the length of time he would prattle on. Stealing herself for the inevitable Shego slid the door open and sauntered in.
            Drakken was sitting slumped over one of the lab tables near the edge of the room. In the center was an odd device she didn’t have a clue on what it was or how it worked and frankly didn’t care in the slightest. About the spacious locale was a myriad of junk most of which was broken, by that annoying princess and her dopy boyfriend sidekick, that thought brought Shego’s blood up to boil. The newest addition to the jumble was the oversized shrink ray which seemed to have acquired a place all to itself near the entrance way.
            “Yo Dr. D why so glum?” she asked innocently enough noticing that his body was slumped over so he was practically lying upon the table. His one blue cheek was resting against the palm of his hand smushing the flesh upwards. He looked rather pitiful in a melancholy sort of way unfortunately for him Shego was not the kind of girl who would let pity enter into her world.
            He didn’t even look up from his position “That buffoonish sidekick… what’s his name?” he muttered to himself. “…stole the fuses out of the blasted machine.”
            “But you can fix it right?” she responded eyebrow raised.
            Drakken bellowed “Of coarse I can fix it! It’s just a matter of ordering new fused for the blasted thing.” Oh no Shego contemplated here it comes. “And do you know ho much it costs to overnight ship stuff from this company…”
   Shego paled as her shoulders drooped slightly and her spirit left for someplace close to her happy zone
Xxxxxx
Shego walked purposefully down the dank corridors. She scratched her flanks and belly feeling sympathetically good about the new day. Always feeling better after a long hot shower, letting the heated liquid wash away any aches accumulated battling that rotten little princess Kim Possible. Then lounging about in her large fluffy green bath robe and matching towels casually letting her body dry as well as her long dark hair; before finishing off with a good brushing to remove any knots. A couple of quick swats at the nakedness between her legs got her a little more aroused to start her day.
In her dresser drawer nearby the other private play toys was a diminutive blue box, inside were a pair of small stainless steel balls about two centimeters in diameter. Parting her legs just enough Shego slipped first one then the other gleaming spears between her pussy lips. With the first two fingers of her right hand shoved them deep inside, there they would meet and bring her to ecstatic pleasure with every movement and if she were to battle that red headed little bitch, the joy would ramp up tremendous.
A henchman had delivered the mail so she carried one of her magazines to the morning meeting orated by Dr, Drakken, this way she could amuse herself while he rambled on about something or other; she was a smart enough girl to figure his plan out later, not that on occasion there was much point. She didn’t have to enter into the room very far to realize that the not so good doctor was in a first-rate temperament, he seemed to be dancing about. “Ah Shego it’s about time you got here.” He spouted forth in an almost sing song manner.
She ignored him for the time being, slumping into her usual chair and stretching her legs out and propping them upon the consol, then waited for him to continue. She’d deflate his good humor later. “The fuses arrived first thing this morning and I’m ready to test out the machine.” He stroked the machine in a loving manner, his every desire to play wildly.
Out of the corner of her eye Shego could see the henchmen that sat about the edge of the room slowly slide along the wall trying hard not to be noticed as they evacuated the vicinity. The majority had the good sense not to be around when experiments took place lest they become involved in some way, participating or injured. It was well know that Drakken kept one of the best stocked first aid rooms in the business and for good reason.
Knowing full well she would regret the next question “So what are you planning with this things anyway?” using her toe to point in the general direction of the machine.
Raising one finger triumphantly in the air Dr. D erupted in maniac laughter “I’m glad you asked.” Swiftly turning to his computer he punched away at the keys muttering audibly under his breath the whole time. “That Shego is what we are going to steal. And with that we shall take over the world.” Dr. D let loose a bout of laughter that emanated from deep in his diaphragm.
“You want to steal that?” Shego’s eyebrows rose as she read through the lengthy description on purpose of said device. “It says it heavily guarded and” she let the ‘and’ word roll a little longer off her tongue for a bit more emphasis “how do you know this site has accurate information?”
Drakken was a little embarrassed by the question “Admittedly the site has not always been accurate but” he perked up “if this thing is half of how they describe it than it should be unbelievably powerful.”
Shego hid her facial reaction by drumming her clawed fingers together in front of her face for many of his planes never quite seemed foolproof at this stage of the game. “What about Kim Possible?” The name rolled off Shego’s tongue like venom.
“If Kim Possible shows up than we shall use the shrink ray on her and she will cease be a problem.” He was quite pleased with his plan as he pranced about the lab.
“What makes you think Possible is going to sit still while we blast her with the ray thingy?”
Xxxxx
“Ron” Kim’s voice was shrill as she called forth his name “the math problem isn’t done that way!” She stood upon the table top in the kitchen looking down upon his attempts at homework and needless to say things weren’t going well. It was about the only time they really fought, mostly because they both got frustrated with his lack of understanding; even Rufus who happened to be sitting just off to the side was looking depressed.
Kim’s aggravation was compounded by the fact that she was dressed in a garment no better than a handkerchief. If one didn’t look too closely it might be classified as a garment Indian woman wore or maybe something from the Pacific Islands. The bandana had been pulled tight and synched high on her chest, let loose and flowing down past her firm bottom. Around her waste was knotted a piece of twine, there would be no wardrobe malfunctions with this costume. Her feet were bare and at this time cold from standing to long upon the table top.
None of the other doll costumes worked on her and she was not going to wear the nothing all day, but she couldn’t go around dressed in this loathsome costume either. She also hadn’t been enthused over the idea of going to Smarty Mart for clothing, doll or other wise. Kim missed the selection she had with her own wardrobe and what she was wearing didn’t classify as fashion at all, although it was a designer handkerchief.
  Kim made herself calm down and relax getting upset at Ron didn’t make the homework go any easier. “Ok Ron you have to take that number and move it over to the other side of the equal sign.”
“But that doesn’t make any sense. You can’t just move things all over the place.”
“Ron if you have to figure out what X equals than the only way to figure that out is to move all the other variables to one side so the only sign on the left of the equals is X.” said a voice off to his left.
Ron let out a shriek and leapt away from the voice crashing into the table sending all that which lay upon the surface undulating about. ”Wade how did you get in here?”
Wade thumbed back towards the main door. “You left the door open.” Wade was the intelligence gathering member of team Possible, not to mention the fact that he built all the nifty gadgets the team used on their missions and all from the basement of his parent’s home. At a whopping twelve years old it’s a good assumption that you can be expected to be still living at home but then again he had his collage diploma at ten so he was anything but normal.
Wade wasn’t that tall of a boy, he still hadn’t entered into his teenage growth spurt but that would come soon enough. He was plump with thick heavy arms and a round boyish face, upon the top of his coloured body was a mat of short curly hair. It seemed that he always wore a pair of jeans with a blue t-shirt and today under that shirt he wore a long sleeved shirt of a lighter blue. In his hand he held a small brief case, the contents still unknown.
“So what brings you out Wade?” Kim inquired; it was not common for young Wade to exit his parent’s house preferring to remain hidden in the windowless basement tinkering on something or other.
“Well I’m glad you asked.” Wade started off with a smile. “I’ve got the super suit with me and with the new modifications added it should be able to fit you in no time flat.” He slid the case upon the table and opened it. Inside was the bright white battle suit, its electric blue trim glimmering in the lamp light.
“Ah Wade it’s still a little large for me right now.” Kim muttered sarcastically.
Triumphantly Wade raised his finger into the air “That’s where the modifications come in.” carefully removing the garment from its case he laid it cross the table overtop of all assorted textbooks and papers. “All you need do Kim is lie inside the suit, I’ll turn the power on and make the adjustments. It might be slightly uncomfortable with the poofy skirt you’re presently wearing.” He commented making fun of her existing article of clothing.
Kim snorted, untying the tread and happily throwing away the horrible fashion nightmare she had been wearing. Naked she pranced over to her newest garment and crawled in through the neck of the costume, disappearing from view. “Ah you ready Kim?” There was only a muffled noise. Wade looked over at Ron; Ron just shrugged not knowing what had been said. Wade replied with a shrug of his own and pushed the red button on the remote that was hidden in the pocket of his jeans.
The suit sparked to life as power surged through the fabric. Empty limbs seemed to come alive as they went from limp to straight then spasm and contracted. Slowly the material slipped over the table top, rubbing against the text books, pulling at loose papers as it went holding them fast with a static charge. Finally the watching pair saw a dark set of red locks burst out from the folds and then Kim’s face popped into view as the super suit finally transformed itself into a micro costume to fit the tiny hero.
With a smiling face Kim Possible pushed off with her legs flipping head over heals until she stood triumphantly on the table hands on hips, legs spread wide, the look of a hero. “So what do you think?” she asked with a smirk.
“A little small!” Three guys began laughing until their side hurt and tears were running down their cheeks. Kim just glared at the human ones.
“Laugh it up you two.” She groused pushing off with a solid thrust Kim back flipped and twisted through the air disappearing from sight. Moments later she returned hurtling full force at the pair. Almost stopping in midair Kim warped her body around. In one hand she had the offensive garment she had removed from her person and lobbed it at her boyfriend hitting him square in the face. He really shouldn’t have been laughing at her in the first place. “Now Wade if you’re finished is there any other reason you’re here?”
Wiping a tear from the corner of his eye and still holding his sore belly “Ya Shego and Drakken are on the move.”
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