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Disclaimer: The Walt Disney Company owns all rights to the show Kim Possible and (partial spoiler) Butch Hartman owns the rights to Danny Phantom. I receive no compensation for the use of any of the characters.

Revelations: Chapter 11
The Ol’ Swimmin’ Hole

The three teens looked at each other and laughed. ”Well, now what do you want to do?” Kim begged her two naked cohorts.

“Since thar’s a full moon out tonight and I‘m satisfied for now,” Joss said as she rubbed her Ron Sauce stained crotch and led the Middleton couple out of the barn, “I have a hankerin’ to do a little skinny-dippin’.”

“I could use something to drink right about now,” Ron said in his usual naïve way. “Although I don’t really like the taste of skinny milk.”

“Not’s not what I meant,” Joss said as she hopped on one of three conveniently parked ATVs outside the barn door and started it up. “I mean we should go swimmin’ down at the ol’ waterin’ hole in the all-together.”

“Oh. So you mean…” Ron mulled over what the smaller redhead was suggesting and finally caught on. “Okay, that‘s different. But I still don‘t like the taste of that milk.“ He retched playfully then mounted one of the other all-terrain vehicles. Kim hopped onto his lap facing him. “What’s the sitch KP?” Ron queried his fiancée. “There are three ATVs.”

“You know me,” Kim said as she swiftly mounted Ron’s again growing asset between her pussy lips, “I’m always an opportunist.”

“I thought you didn‘t go to church?” Ron questioned as he began to follow Joss down a dusty trail and Kim bounced on his stiff cock with each bump and dip they hit on the rugged dirt path. (And even between the ruts.)

“No Ron,” Kim laughed as she boffed her Boyfriend. “That just means I grab every opportunity by the balls when it arises.”

“Oh,” Ron monosyllabled his response as he laid his chin on Kim’s shoulder and blew her hair out of eyes so he could see where he was driving. “Just as long as you don’t grab me by the balls while I’m driving.”

The three teens enjoyed their evening at the ol’ waterin’ hole. They especially loved the tire swing that they eventually used for a diving contest. Joss was first to perform. She swung out over the water and did a one-and-a-half dive with very little splash. Kim was next with a triple-and-a-half with two twists that had no splash. Finally Ron took his turn on the tire swing. Joss and Kim agreed that Ron flat out won the contest with his ultra high flying, spread eagle, three-quarters dive that ended in a belly flop and a pond emptying splash… (cartoon cliché) And he survived while doing very little damage to his naked body much to Kim‘s relief. Afterwards, the three teens laid out on the cool grass under the full Moon.

“Will we be able to do this again Kim?” Joss asked while lazily gnawing on the stem of a long blade of grass.

“Of course we will,” Kim assured her Father’s Brother’s Daughter. “Ron and I are both millionaires from the show now so we don’t have to work. We can come up here and visit you whenever we want to.”

“Except in the winter,” Ron grumbled playfully. “I don’t think I wanna go swimming in that ol’ waterin’ hole when it’s frozen over.”

“There are plenty of other things to do during the winter.” The three teens heard the female voice before they finally saw a naked Shego saunter over to their position and peer down at Ron. “You and I could always cuddle up for warmth… Cuddle Buddy.”

“Shego!’ Joss harshed, quickly stood and bravely snapped into a fighting pose.

“He’s my Cuddle Buddy,” Kim nonchalantly stated without moving a muscle to get up from her prone position in the grass.

“Oh yeah,” Joss sheepishly blushed and rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment. “There ain’t no show no more so there ain’t gonna be no more fightin‘.”

“You catch on fast Junior Princess,” Shego lightly laughed at Joss‘ spunk. “Though if you want to fight me, I’d be happy to take you on for a round or two. You know, just to keep in shape and see what you got.”

“Why are you here?” Ron questioned Kim’s old nemesis, now their new friend. “We did it only yesterday. If you want another shot at the Ron Man you‘ll have to take a number.” He lazily shot a thumb pointing to the two redheads lounging in the grass beside him. “Besides, Kim and me are going exclusive,” Ron added while waggling his ring finger in Shego‘s direction only to realize that he wasn’t the one wearing the engagement ring. Kim was. “KP, show Shego your new bling.”

“I can see it,” the green Villainess said as she was already examining the ring on Kim’s finger. She sat down cross-legged in front of Kim to talk while Joss sat down next to her. “So you and Ronnie finally decided to tie the knot? Mazel Tov! When and where’s the ceremony going to be?”

“We haven’t set a date yet,” Kim answered as she sat up to mirror Joss’ and Shego’s sitting position for a little girl talk. “I think we’ll probably do it soon though.”

“Why’s that Cuz?” Joss asked curiously.

“What?” Shego laughed and pointed to Kim, “you don’t know your cousin that well? Kimmie here doesn’t like to leave any loose threats hanging. She’s a go-getter who has to get things done right away.”

“And being such a person,” Kim stated as she stood up and turned on her wristwatch Kimmunicator which hadn’t been there a minute before, (normal cartoon mistake) “I think Ron and I should get married right now.”

The one AM time display on the watch was replaced with a bleary-eyed Wade on the screen. “What’s up Kim?”

“Wade,” Kim said in her usual mission mode voice, “I need to talk to my parents pronto, please and thank you.”

“Wade, Sweetie, come back to bed,” was heard from the small Kimmunicator watch.

“Is that Justine?” Kim asked her Tech Guru. “Have you two been in bed together since I talked to you yesterday afternoon?”

“I’ll be right there,” Wade lovingly cooed over his shoulder before he returned his attention to the naked redhead on his monitor. “Yeah. Justine and I have been in bed ever since you told me about Betty and Monty.” Wade started typing on his computer. “Hang on. I’ll patch you through to your home phone.” Wade’s image disappeared from the screen and Kim heard the ringing of a phone.

“Possible residence,” James Possible happily answered. Kim could hear a few different conversations going on in the background along with some easy listening music.

“Hi Daddy. How’s the orgy going?”

“Hi Kimmie-Cub, just swell,” Mr. Dr. Possible reported laughingly before his voice took on a serious tone. “Although we could use a few more women since Slim arrived. So… why are you calling? Is something wrong?”

“Well Dad,” Kim hesitated for a second, trying to decide how to break the news. She firmly squared her shoulders and plunged right in. “Ron and I decided to get married right away. I hope you don’t mind that you and Mom won’t be there for the ceremony.”

“Mind?” Dr. Possible laughed. “We don’t mind as long as you take lots of pictures and you two are in bed by your curfew.”

“Thanks Daddy,” Kim giggled. “We’ll see you tomorrow.” She turned off her Kimmunicator and saw Shego walking away. “Wouldn’t you like to come along and be in the ceremony Shego?”

“Nah,” the green skinned former Villainess said over her shoulder as she jumped into the hover car that had emerged from the woods on autopilot. “I think I’ll head to your house for a little partying. You‘re Daddy said they need a few more women and now that Ronnie isn‘t available anymore…”

“Can I come too,” Joss begged as she raced over and hopped into the sleek silver circular vehicle.

“Sure Kid,” Shego said as she set the controls then pulled Joss into a crushing embrace. “And I think we can get in a little JoGo action on the way.” Shego smashed her mouth onto Joss’ while the young redhead reciprocated by grabbing the green-skinned woman’s butt and dug a finger or three into Shego’s ass. The hover car lifted off and slowly drifted in the general direction of Middleton.

“Where can we get married at, like, one AM in the morning?” Ron asked as he stood up next to Kim.

“You’ll see,” Kim coyly said as she wrapped one arm around Ron’s waist and snapped her fingers. The two naked teens suddenly appeared in the lobby of the Las Vegas Las Vegas Hotel and Casino. They walked up to the reception desk only to see a short man dressed in a 1940’s style jacket with wide lapels and shoulder pads and a broad brimmed felt hat.

“Hey, it’s the Cool, Cool Kitten Kim Possible and her Dude,” Jilly from Jersey smoothed to the teens. “Welcome to the Las Vegas Las Vegas Hotel. How can I help you Dudette?”

“We’d like the Bridal Suite after we get married in your Wedding Chapel, please and thank you,” Kim said to the chronologically out of it guy behind the desk.

Jilly typed into his computer for a few seconds and smiled. “As it is Chicky-Baby, both are free and clear right now. The Chapel is down that hallway and here are your room keys.” He handed Kim and Ron each a credit card sized room key.

The Middleton couple thanked Jilly and walked down the hallway. When they entered the Chapel they immediately spotted a nine foot tall, extremely muscular, green skinned woman standing behind the pulpit.

“Warmonga?” Ron gasped in shock. “What are you doing here?”

“This is Warmonga’s night job,” the tall woman said as she approached the couple and gave them a bone-crushing hug. “During the day I work construction.”

“As what?” Kim queried in partial jest, “a crane?”

“How did you know?” the green giantess begged in astonishment as she lowered the two teens back down to the floor.

“Lucky guess,” Ron gasped his answer as he tried to catch his breath from the near bone breaking bear hug.

“So you two want to get married?” Warmonga asked as she returned to the pulpit and turned to face the couple.

“Yes, please and thank you,” Kim answered as she took Ron’s hand and stood before the pulpit. “And we’d like all the frills that go along with it. Music, flowers, and lots of pictures too.”

Warmonga turned to a side door, cupped her hand to her mouth and hollered, ‘WE HAVE A NUMBER ONE SPECIAL!”

Danny Fenton, Sam Manson and Tucker Foley along with Dash Baxter, Star and Paulina came into the room carrying large arrangements of flowers. They placed them tastefully around the altar before they left the room. Vlad Masters slowly walked in, sat down at the organ and began to play Oh Promise Me.

“WE NEED THE PHOTOGRAPHER TOO!” Warmonga bellowed.

Warhok slowly entered the Chapel while adjusting a few knobs on the camera he was holding. “If you’d keep you shirt on woman,” he grumbled, “I’ll be ready in a second.” He made one final twist of a knob and nodded.

“Do you have the rings?” Warmonga asked the about-to-be-married couple as Warhok began to snap away. Kim held out one empty hand and snapped the fingers of the other. The two gold bands appeared in her open hand. “Okay. Place the rings on your fingers,” the green giant stated. Ron and Kim placed the gold bands on their ring finger and looked up to Warmonga. The green alien smiled warmly at the couple and pronounced, “You are married.”

“That’s all?” Ron begged in shock. “I thought there’d be more to the ceremony than that.”

“We’re Cartoon Characters Oh Great One who defeated Warmonga and Warhok,” the green giantess said with a laugh. “This ceremony was much grander than any other wedding ceremony for Cartoon Characters. Normally they do not want the rings or extra frills. Now go on and start your honeymoon.”

“Thank you,” Kim sincerely chimed as she hugged the Green alien.

“Sorry about defeating you,” Ron said to Warhok as he went to shake the hand of the big guy.

“No problem,” Warhok nonchalantly waved it off. “That’s the way the script is written.” He pensively looked over to the two talking women. “And thanks for the break. Warmonga is a bitch to be married to. I hope your marriage goes a lot better.” He slumped away through the side door with the not so jolly green giantess nagging him all the way.

The newlyweds waved their good-byes and headed for the bridal suite where Ron carried Kim over the threshold. With no words being spoken, he laid her on the big, king-sized bed where Kim pulled the blankets aside and Ron crawled under the covers with her.

The teen couple looked lovingly into each other’s eyes for a brief moment before they nestled down and dozed off in each other‘s embrace.

“KP,” Ron mumbled in his half asleep state. “Do you think we’re getting out of character with all the sex we’ve been having?”

“Yes I do Ron,” Kim muttered back with her eyes still closed. “That’s why I suggested we keep the loving just between you and me.” She let out a deep, content sigh. “Although I wouldn’t mind it if the Tunnel Lord joins in every once in a while.” She let a yawn escape before she continued. “That’s if he’s not too busy with his harem.”

The two dozed restfully for a few minutes before Ron murmured sleepily, “KP, what if we’re being controlled by some other kinda script? You said that there are fan fiction writers out there.”

“Then we’re at their mercy,” Kim uttered, completely done in from the two rousing days of sexual activity.

The newlyweds dozed peacefully for a minute more before they jolted up with a start. “We’re at their mercy?” Ron hollered and glanced around the hotel room furtively. “Who and where are they?”

The two teens slowly turned their head, breaking the fourth wall, to finally see the fan fiction writer… pbow. I’m sitting naked at my desk, typing furiously on the keyboard. “Let’s see,” I pondered aloud as I sat back in my chair and took a sip of the single malt Scotch in my glass. “Where can I have them go and who can they fuck around with now.” I check my notes and murmur to myself. “Dementor… Adrena Lynn… Gill? Gill is way gourchy.” A wicked, evil smile arose on my face as a vile chuckle issued from deep within my throat.

“Oh Shit!” Kim and Ron utter in unison.

“Jinx,” I laughed out loud, sat upright at the desk and began to type away. “You two own me a…”
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I’ll leave it to your depraved but fertile imaginations to decide what they owe me. This started out as a simple one-shot that evolved into four chapters… then eight… now eleven. I could go on for another 10 or twenty chapter but I’ve grown bored with it so this story is now complete.
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