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The World Must Never Know	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 53064 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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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The World Must Never Know
Part Three - Strange Attractions.

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: This story contains explicit sexual situations, intense violence, torture, rape, death, incest, and many other mature themes.

Chapter 18: In Tandem.

(Go Tower - August 5th, 2008)
Hego sat on the edge of his bed feeling sleepy and depressed. He slid his boots onto his feet, completing his black and blue ensemble. He stood and started out the door. After the fiasco yesterday, it wasn't surprising he was feeling out of sorts. A short elevator ride later, he entered the control room. His brothers were already there.
He sat down in his blue chair with a mumble. “Morning.”
His younger siblings barely acknowledged him as they sat drinking their coffee. He could see they looked as bad as he felt. Normally he didn't indulge in coffee, preferring health drinks, but today it seemed like a good idea. He started to get up just as the overly large view screen on the wall lit up. His butt hit the chair as the face of their arch foe, Aviarius, peered out at them.
Hego's eyes went to the small sticky note attached to the bottom edge of the screen. It was a reminder to have their communications system fixed so that something like this didn't happen. He sighed. They really should have taken care of that before now.
He stared at the skinny, beak-nosed, villain. “What do you want, you evil fiend?”
Aviarius cackled. “I'm calling you out Team Go! I will have my revenge for all the times you bested me and my avian minions! Meet me on the docks in five minutes, or I will unleash my, new and improved, Flamingo of Ultimate Doom on the city!”
The screen shut off.
Wego huffed as they stood up together. “Well, at least this time we know...”
The other finished the sentence. “...it isn't another false alarm like yesterday.”
Hego joined them with an impressive flex of his muscles. “Too right guys! Let's go kick some feathered tail!”
The three of them started to head for the door. Hego looked back over his shoulder at his, still sitting, twin brother. “Come on Mego.”
The purple dressed hero drained the last of his coffee and stood up slowly. “Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.” He shuffled across the floor to where the rest of the team waited impatiently. “Like it really matters, The Ron-Man will probably show up and trounce him before we even get across the bay.”
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(Lazy C Ranch - Montana)
Joss Possible pushed the front door closed. The sound of the pouring rain outside muted. She could still hear it pinging on the tin roof of the porch, as she kicked off her muddy boots and sat them beside her father's larger ones. She began squeezing water out of her bedraggled ponytail. “Pa! Chores is done.”
Slim Possible leaned out of the archway separating the kitchen from the living room, with a skillet in his hand. He saw his sixteen year old daughter was soaked to the bone. Her white work shirt was clinging to her large, firm, teenage breasts and her blue jeans looked like they were painted on. He has to smile at the sight. She was a spitting image of her late mother. “Whew doggie! It must be rainin' catfish and crawdads out there. Go get out a those wet duds. I'm almost done rustlin' up some grub fer breakfast.”
A short time later, Joss sat at the table in a terry cloth robe, sopping up the last of her eggs with a piece of toast. Her waist length auburn hair still slightly damp. “An I went an gave Ol' Tornado a few extra spurts a rust proofin', afore I put him in the barn an shined him up real good.” She popped the toast in her mouth. “He's a sparklin' like a new minted nickel.”
Slim stood up and began collecting their empty plates. His eyes went to the kitchen window as he dumped them in the sink. “Y’all done good youngin', I'm a figurin' we ain't gonna get much else done today. Not lessin' this rain lets up some. Can't even get into town, the roads'll be so muddy it'll suck the truck right down.”
Joss grinned as she got up from the table. Her voice followed her as she went into the living room. “That's all right Pa. I don't mind spendin' the day cooped up in the house with ya.”
He ran some water in the sink so the dishes could soak, then turned toward the other room. His smile made his mustache twitch when he got there and saw his daughter. She was standing in the middle of the room. Her robe lay at her feet on the bearskin rug. Her bare, nubile, body beckoned to him like a siren's song.
Slim knew what they were about to do was wrong. He knew it from the very first time. He'd been unable, and unwilling, to resist her tender charms ever since she blossomed into womanhood. It was a forbidden love she shared just as, if not more, enthusiasticly as he did. He stepped into to her waiting arms and kissed her with a passion he'd only know with one other woman, the one who died giving birth to her so many years ago.
He felt her remove his shirt as he thought back to that devastating day. He not only lost the woman he loved, but also his daughter's twin brother. He also lost all hope of ever finding love again. Until that day when his daughter boldly walked into his bedroom and told him exactly how she felt.
Joss kissed her way down her Pa's hairy chest. She loved the masculine scent of him. The feel of his strong, slender, body. She loved him more than she could ever put into words. Once, when she was just a child, she thought she loved another. It was only when she began to mature, that she realized what she felt for Ron Stoppable was nothing more than a simple, hero worshiping, crush.
As her body filled out, she realized where her true love lay. She made no bones about telling him either. Even though he protested at first, she knew better. She'd seen the lump rising under his bedspread. His reaction gave lie to his words. She knew he wanted her as much as she did him.
She undid his large, ornate, belt buckle and pulled his zipper. Her hand went into his jeans. She felt his stiffening member pulse at her touch. Gently, she pulled it out of it's confines. She dropped to her knees in front of him. It hung, thick and ready, a few scant inches before her face. Her tongue flicked out and she tasted him with the knowledge that he was hers, and hers alone. She parted her lips and took her Pa's cock in her mouth. It felt so right, she didn't care that the rest of the world considered it wrong. There was no doubt in her mind as she sucked him further into her mouth. Their love was so strong, so true, so perfect. They were just plain made for each other.
Rational thought fled as he felt his daughter's hot mouth massage his cock. He felt his balls tighten as her tongue played over the swollen head. He knew, from long experience, she would eagerly drink him dry this way. He pulled back, freeing himself from her lips. Today he wanted something more.
Joss looked up into his eyes. There was a naughty gleam in them. She knew what that look meant. She was about to get rode hard. Laying back on the rug, she opened her slender thighs. Inviting him to look at her wet and willing pussy. She couldn't count the number of times he plunged himself into her. Filling her. Shooting his seed deep inside her young body. It was almost more fun than any girl should be allowed to have.
The sight of her wantonly displayed pink slit made his cock twitch. He dropped to his knees between her long legs and stared into her lust filled green eyes. He grinned as he pumped his cock with his hand. “Right idea youngin', but wrong hole. Turn over an get up on yer knees.”
Joss squealed excitedly as she did what he commanded. He was in a fine mood today. She absolutely loved it when he got the hankerin' to do her up the butt. Lowering the top half of her body to the floor, she thrust her backside into the air. Her swollen nipples crushed themselves into the fur. Her face was right next to the snarling, toothy, bear's head. Her hands went back and she pulled her tight, firm, butt cheeks apart. Anticipation made her whole teenage body tremble.
Slim edged forward. He guided the head of his cock to her wet pussy. He stroked it across her a few times to get it nice and coated with her slick juices. His aim went upwards slightly and he began to push it into her out door. The tight ring of flesh gave way slowly. With a pop, he felt the tip of his shaft enter her tight confines. He paused, savoring the feeling, as he let her adjust to his girth. Then, slowly, he pushed in deeper.
Joss moaned as she felt his thick cock penetrate her insides. She loved how stretched out and full it made her feel. Especially when he filled her to the hilt like he was doing now. Tingles from her butt hole spread, as he began to pull back. She knew what was coming next and wanted it desperately. “Do it Pa! Jus' tha way I like it!”
He was only happy to oblige. He thrust into her again. And again. Her tight ass gripped him as he fucked her as hard as he could. It was just that much more proof they belonged together. They both loved it rough and hard.
She panted as he slammed her. His balls were slapping her clit with every hard pump of his cock. “Yeee-Haw! Ride my ass Pa! Ride it hard!”
Her yell spurred him on. He felt the cum boiling up from his balls as he redoubled his efforts and slammed her asshole with all his might. “Get ready darlin' I'm a gonna give ya a gusher!”
Joss pressed her self back, forcing his spasming cock as deep inside her as she could. Another wild yell came from her lips as she felt him release his hot cum in her bowels.
A short while later, as they lay on the floor holding each other in post great fucking bliss. Slim gave his daughter a kiss on the cheek. “Ya know, I got a call from yer uncle James. Seems he's off to tha Moon fer a while. That means yer aunt and cousin is home all alone. What say the two of us take off in a couple a weeks and go fer a visit ta keep em company?”
Joss snuggled in his arms. “That there sounds like a mighty fine idea Pa.”
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(Somewhere over the middle of the Pacific Ocean)
Kim Possible leaned over the pilot's seat of the Navy cargo plane and smiled at the uniformed woman handling the controls. “Thank you again for the ride Captain Mirtz.”
The dark haired woman guided the plane with a deft and sure touch, as she replied. “I should be thanking you Kim. You saved my dad's funeral from becoming a real fiasco.”
“No Big. After I knocked a few of those Westboro homophobes around with their own picket signs, they got the idea and left.”
The pilot chuckled. “That they did. My old granny Mable was sure impressed.” She glanced down at a dial. “You have about five more minutes, better get back there with your sister and get ready.”
Kim left the cockpit. She didn’t have the heart to correct her. As she entered the main cabin, it was easy to see why she made such a mistake. She and her mom really did look like sisters in their matching outfits. She walked past her mother, who was busy checking the medicines they picked up on the way to the airport, and grabbed a parachute harness. As her mom never sky dived from a plane before, they would be jumping tandem. She wanted to make sure all the equipment checked out.
Anne finished her inspection and sealed the container. She looked over to where Kim was shrugging into an extremely complex looking set of straps and buckles. For a brief moment, she almost regretted getting her daughter to bring her along. But only almost. She didn't know who said it, but she agreed with the old adage that kept playing over and over in her mind. “With great risks, come great rewards.” She knew it to be true, especially where they were going.
The sound of a buzzer, and a blinking ready light, distracted her from her thoughts.
Kim waddled over to her in full gear. “Ready to go?”
Anne nodded and stood up. With sure moves, Kim buckled her into her own, slightly less complicated looking, harness. Then her daughter stepped behind her and she felt her self being attached and snugged up tight to Kim's body. Her closeness brought a sense of calm.
The large ramp at the back of the cabin began to open, as the pilot's voice began a count down over the intercom. The ready light turned green, and she felt Kim nudging her down the ramp. In seconds she felt a “gone” feeling in her stomach, as together they plummeted down through the air. Toward the tiny speck in the middle of the vast ocean that was their destination.
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