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Kim Possible: De-Moralized.	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69350 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.

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Kim Possible: De-Moralized
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: Contains every squicky thing I can think of... And then some.
Note: This story begins not long after the events in the episode “The Twin Factor” and goes way, way, way off the beaten path from there.

Chapter 15: Fast Times at Middleton High.

Kim struggled to think of an apt comparison for the two incredibly large orbs poking out from Ron's chest. Grapefruit? No. Bowling balls? Not quite. Watermelons? Bingo!
“Umm, Ron? Don't you think this is taking your cross dressing fetish a little overboard?”
The formerly pretty much normal looking teenage boy grinned and put his (her?) hands under the massive gazongas and jiggled them like over-filled bowls of jelly. Enormous nipples hardened at the movement, poking out so much they threatened to tear through fabric of the pink silk blouse that barely covered them. “No more cross dressing for me, KP. These bad girls are the real thing. Oh, yeah. My name's not Ron anymore either. From now on, I'm Ronettalita Zorpoxsonova. That means daughter of Zorpox. Drew's kinda enamored with the name, bless his sexy little blue heart.”
Managing to tear her eyes from the bouncing balloons, Kim looked at Ron's, er... Ronettalita's, long blonde hair. She'd assumed it was a wig, but could see now it was real. “So I'm guessing you are a girl now? And super mad science is behind it?”
“Half right, KP. I'll tell you all about it after we get to class. The warning bell's already rung. We don't want to be late, I hear we got a new homeroom teacher starting today.”
Remembering where she was, and that she was supposed to be acting normal, Kim glanced around the hallway. Thankfully, the few other students still around were rushing to their classrooms, and most had their noses buried in books with brightly colored animals on the covers, a rather uncommon sight in itself. None were paying either of them any attention.
By the time the bell rang again, the two of them were seated at their usual desks. In front of the class, stood Mr. Barkin, who'd been teaching their biology class ever since their regular teacher went inexplicably missing a few weeks ago.
Barkin cleared his throat loudly. “Listen up people! I have a few announcements to make before we get started. As of today, I will no longer be teaching this class.”
The statement was greeted with cheers, clapping, and relief filled laughter by the entire room full of students. A reaction that made Barkin snarl them back into silence. “While we wait for your new instructor to arrive, there are a couple of things to go over. First, and I know you will all be saddened to hear this, Mr. Ronald Stoppable will no longer be attending our school...”
Once more the class broke out into cheering and clapping. Unsurprisingly, the most enthusiastic of the students was Bonnie Rockwaller, who sat a couple rows over from Kim. She'd never cared for Ron at all.
Kim glanced at Ronettalita, and found she wasn't apparently disturbed by the reaction. She wanted to ask why, but Barkin interrupted.
“Silence! I've got more to say here!”
Once the class calmed down, he continued. “We have a new student who is joining us this semester. Miss Zorpoxsonova? Would you please stand up and introduce yourself to the class?”
Ronettalita hefted herself, and her titanic tatas, up from the desk. She bounced and flounced her way to the front of the classroom. She smiled and curtsied, holding the hem of her knee length skirt demurely. “My name is Ronettalita. I've just moved to town with my wonderful daddy. I hope we all can be great friends.”
Kim hid her amusement at the class’s reaction, as Ronettalita returned to her seat. All the boys, with the exception of Josh Mankey, who Kim had been crushing on back at the beginning of the school year, were drooling. Even Brick Flagg, Bonnie's on again, off again boyfriend. Most of the girls were giving the new girl looks of envy. Bonnie was too, while she slapped Brick on the back of the head, almost causing him to bite his lolling tongue. It surprised Kim that none of them recognized Ronettalita as Ron. Probably because none of them were looking at her face. It would likely be months before anyone got used enough to seeing those ginormous gazongas, to look at the rest of her. By that time, most of them would have forgotten Ron ever existed.
Barkin made a grand production out of checking his watch, while surreptitiously adjusting his hard-on with his other hand. “Thank you Miss Zorpoxsonova. Now, I have other, umm, duties to attend to, so I want you all to take out your books and study quietly until your new teacher gets here.”
After the man left the room, books came out and were propped up on desktops. From behind them, speculative whispering broke out amongst the students. Ronettalita used the time to fill Kim in on the changes Drakken made to her body, and the reasons behind it. “Drew just loves big knockers, how could I deny him? And now that I got a pussy too, I can have double the fun getting fucked.”
Kim smiled at her long time friend. She knew from her new experiences just how fun that was. “I'm happy for you, but it's going to take some getting used to, you being a girl now.”
An evil grin appeared on Ronettalita's face. She reached out and took Kim's hand. After making sure nobody was looking, she pushed it up and under her skirt. “Not quite...”
Kim gasped as she felt an extremely large lump in Ronettalita's panties. It was definitely a cock. And it was much bigger than what she knew Ron, the boy, had had.
The sound of the classroom door being opened made Kim retract her hand, and stifled any chance to ask her more about it. She and the rest of the class watched as their new teacher entered the room.
The woman had long black hair, tied back with a green ribbon. She was wearing a conservative gray suit jacket over a green blouse. Her long legs extended out of her darker gray mini skirt and were bare all the way down to her black high heeled pumps. Except for the fact her skin was an exotic green color, she looked pretty normal.
Shego crossed to the chalkboard behind the teacher's desk and picked up a piece of chalk. She smiled and addressed the students as she began to write on the board. “Good morning class. My name is Miss Go.”
As one, the class responded. “Good morning, Miss Go.”
Once Shego settled in behind her desk and began to call the roll, Ronettalita leaned over and whispered to Kim. “Why is Shego our new teacher?”
“It was Betty Director's idea. Shego needed a cover job for her new role as a good guy. Speaking of new roles, by the way... You're definitely set on doing the whole evil sidekick thing?”
“Yeah, KP. It's just so... Liberating! Me and Drew just seem to fit together, and not just fitting in my holes either, which he does SOOO well! We make a great evil team. In fact, last night we...”
“I know what the two of you did last night. Shego and I got to the lab just after you stole the top secret device in the vault. So far nobody knows it was you and Drakken except us. Not even Wade, yet. But they are going to figure it out and that is going to be a problem.”
“Huh!?”
“Look Ron.. er.. Ronettalita, if Betty figures it out, she's going to send us out to get you. She's got a real, umm, I mean proverbial, hard on for supervillians. Now we've got a deal with her, to do the whole hero thing, for her turning a blind eye to us getting our sick kicks out of it in return. She's even throwing in our own secret headquarters. It's a good deal, and it keeps us out of GJ's gun sights. Sooo... Here's the deal. If she finds out and sends us after you, we'll do it. What I'm saying is, if it comes down to the two of you, or us, I'm picking us. In other words, I'm asking you and Drakken to ease off on the evil until I can figure out how to get, or make, Betty see things our way.”
“B... But I can't ask Drew to not be evil! Then he wouldn't be the man I love! Hey! Wait a minute! You're still like totally amoral, right?”
“Yeah.”
“So then, why do you care?”
“Because, you blonde bimbo, Drakken is one of the maddest mad scientists there is. I don't want to have to fry his ass. He's the best there is at coming up with evil plots, like the one that got us into this whole sitch. I want him to keep doing the mad science. Fucking with people's minds and bodies. Making more freaks like us!”
Ronettalita nodded. “I get that, but...”
“How about this? Get him to at least lay off the death rays, robot armies, and doomsday bombs? You know, the deadly shit. Get him to concentrate on the twisted stuff he's so good at.”
“That might be doable... Aww, shucks!”
Kim looked at her oldest friend perplexed. “What?”
Ronettalita reached in between her enormous tits and extracted a dainty looking ray gun. “I guess that means I can't use this then?”
“What is it?”
The evil blonde sidekick grinned, while looking past Kim, at the dark haired girl a few desks away. “It's a portable disintegration ray. I was gonna zap Bonnie with it. Hey! Don't look at me like that! She's such a bitch to me, and you too, she deserves it!”
Kim grabbed the device and tucked it inside her much more modest cleavage. “Not saying it's a bad idea, but there are better, more fun, ways to deal with her... Tell you what, why don't we call a truce on doing anything at school? Pretend it's Switzerland. Hallowed ground, neutral territory, or whatever? That way we can all keep our covers?”
“Works for me KP, I'll...”
“Miss Possible! Miss Zorpoxsonova!” All eyes in the room turned to the two whispering girls, as Shego spoke. “I won't have any whispering in my classroom. Is that understood?”
Shego grinned, she was having way to much fun. “Now that I have everyone's attention, there is a matter I want to address before we begin.” She stood up and walked over to one of the nearest student desks. Picking up a book from the desk, she held it up for everyone to see. It had brightly colored animals and said Animology on the cover. “This is a biology class, not a science fantasy reading room.” The hand holding the book ignited in bright green flame, burning it to ashes in less than a second. “I do not want to see any more copies of this book, or discussion of it's pseudo-science, ever again. Do I make myself clear?”
Terrified heads bobbed as Animology books disappeared from desktops all across the room.
Satisfied with the reaction, Shego went back to her own desk. Laying a hand on a pile of textbooks that sat on a corner of the desk, she looked over the class roster. “Miss Flanner?”
The skinny blonde genius raised her hand. “Here, Miss Go.”
“Come up here and pass these books out to the class.”
Justine got up and did so.
Once everyone had a copy, Shego stood and spoke. “According to Mr. Barkin, this class is slated to begin studying reproduction this semester. As the school board has deemed it to be an appropriate place in the curriculum for it, that means this class will also cover sexual education...”
Kim looked down at the new book on her desk. The Unexpurgated Sexual Philosophy of Sir Alfred Hawthorne Hill.
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The school lunch room was crowded and noisy around Kim as she fished a partially cooked rat tail out of her tray of mystery meat and sat it to the side. Right next to the claw and bit of fur already there. Her mind wasn't on her (USDA and school board approved) lunch though. It was on Shego. At first it seemed like a good idea, having her as a teacher, but they hadn't been able to make much of it, except some necking and a bit of slap and tickle between classes. Somehow they needed to figure out how to spend more quality time together during the school day without breaking their cover.
She'd really been hoping for a quickie during lunch, in the janitor's closet, but someone had beat her to it. Not that it mattered, as Shego told her she had to take care of some administrative issues during the lunch hour anyway. It was almost depressing to her that having to play good girl was going to be harder than she'd hoped it would be. She felt herself slipping into a funk. Her slide was interrupted by the teenage girl sitting across the table from her.
“Yo, GF. WDYTOTNT? FH? AWWTNG? YSPCWHINC. DTBHRGSSK! BGBPSDHTBTITFCA. O. ABTW, WTHHTR? WIHCTSA?”
She smiled at her chocolate skinned friend, Monique, as she translated the 'Monique-speak' in her head. (What do you think of that new teacher? Freaky huh? And what's with that new girl? You seemed pretty chummy with her in class. Damn that biyatch has really got some stupendous knockers! Bonnie's gonna be pissed she don't have the biggest tits in the freshman class anymore. Oh. And by the way, what the hell happened to Ron? Why isn't he coming to school anymore?) It was pretty easy once you got the hang of it.
Kim bit her lip in thought. She wondered if, or how much, she should tell the girl as she watched Monique chase the whatever it was that was slithering around under the lumpy gray gravy on her tray with a fork. The nacho, wrestling, and fashion loving black girl was her BFF. She knew all about the kind of adventurous life Kim led. Had been around to see it first hand during both the Anubis amulet thing and Drakken's most recent cloning spree.
They'd shared secrets the way best friends were supposed to, not that Kim had many to share up until now. That was one of the things that drew Kim to Monique in the first place, her free and easygoing and socially aggressive lifestyle. During their many sleepovers, in which they traded clothes and gave each other fashion shows, before dressing in skimpy nighties to watch Mo's DVD collection of Xena and L Word episodes, or movies like DEBS and Loving Annabelle. During these late night sessions she would listen with fascination while her friend told her in explicit detail about her sexual fantasies. Heck, Mo had even been the one to suggest they practice kissing during their sleepovers, so that Kim would be prepared to do it for real.
As Monique finally corralled her entree, which had been trying to escape under what were supposedly lumpy mashed potatoes, Kim had a pussy dampening and nipple hardening epiphany. Apparently having morals had been keeping her blinded to what was right in front of her face. After slapping herself in the head hard enough to leave a red hand print, Kim told her best friend everything.
Once Kim finally stopped talking, Monique gave her a libido wrenching smile. “So Girlfriend... Wanna blow off next period and get porno grade lezzie on each other in the janitor's closet?”
Noticing other hopefuls still trying to get into the already occupied closet, Kim made an alternate suggestion. “No gym class this period. Let's hit the locker room!”
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Meanwhile, in the janitor's closet...
Ronettalita was on her knees, with her blouse off, in the small, dimly lit, chemical smelling room while a well hung teenage boy fucked his cock in between her cum coated massive milk bags. She lapped at the remaining spunk drooling out of his cock head with a evil smile while staring up into his eyes. “Oh yeah, Big Boy! You really know how to please a girl!” She gave another lick to the tip of his still raging hard dickhead. “Do it in my mouth now. I want to taste another load of your hot jizz all the way down my throat!”
Hearing another rattle of the doorknob, Brick Flagg glanced at the locked door. “Umm... Sure, but you promise not to tell Bonnie?”
Ronettalita giggled as she fondled the football player's balls. “Mum's the word!”
As the studly teenage quarterback fed his throbbing boy meat to her waiting mouth, Ronettalita thought about how right Kim had been. There were much better ways to get back at that bitch Bonnie than disintegrating her.
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