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[ Kim Possible ] Afternoon Affair	By : vzon20011 Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female Views: 59466 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, or it's characters. This is fantasy fiction parody fanficition. Don't try these ideas. This not for profit, just for fun.

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Got a little writing bug this week. Decided to post some more. Alright Nathanal here is how they turned Ann into a warrior. This should lose me some more fans too. ;)
Things were defiantly getting out of hand. Ron, and Ann had decided to go to a private beach that morning to relive their pent up lust. They had hoped their condition would lessen over the summer, but It seemed to have gotten stronger. What’s worse yet, Ann was having uncontrolled fits of jealousy over Ron. Another side effect from their capture by Shego.
Out of the blue, one of Kim’s enemies decided to seek revenge for her downfall from media grace. Andreanna Lynn had manipulated an Amazon tribe of Amazons, and a reality television production company to do her bidding. She is determine to return to glory. While destroying Kim at the same time. Only problem with Andreanna’s plan was that Kim wasn’t caught in her trap, but Ann was.
Stunned at such uncivilized treatment. The female tribal guards ripped off Ann’s lose white blouse, and flower sarong. Apparently, they didn’t seemed not care, or have value for clothes. Since they were both naked except for some red paint on their faces above the nose to forehead. Hands, and feet. Bone, and stone totems hung from their wild black hair. They grabbed for Ann’s red high cut one piece swimsuit next.
“ NOOOOOOOO!!!!,” yelled Ann. Struggling to save her dignity. The guards each pulled on a shoulder strap. Ann crossed her arms over her breasts. Trying to hold the stretched out material in place. The guards pulled roughly on the suit till it reached it’s limit. Then pulled it down. Ann kept one arm over her breasts, and the other tried in vain to pull up the useless cover. Ann firmly held unto her ruined suit squatting down. At which the guards stopped pulling. They grabbed her arms pulling them out between them. Ann struggled on her knees to free her self from restraint.
The Amazon Queen watched in silence at her opponent. She had to admit Ann had a nice body compared to most people of this land. The Queens eyes followed Ann’ snow white breasts bouncing during the struggle. Her mouth watered a little at the thought of sucking the pink pointed nipples. It would be something she would like to try. She tingled in anticipation.
Some tribal woman with wooden bowls stood by with a black substance in it. They dabbed their fingers in, and reached for Ann’s face. She protested in English which they didn’t understand. Shaking her head back, and forth. Another guard stepped up grabbing Ann from behind. Grasping her chin, and the top of her head. Pulling Ann’s head into her chest between her breasts to hold it still. Ann felt repulsion as the black stinky mess went on her face. Once the process was done. Ann’s face, hands, and feet were painted midnight black. Mirroring the Queen’s blood red markings.
Being forced to stand again. Ann made no effort to cover herself as the ruined swimsuit was pulled down to her ankles. One of the tribal painters reached down between Ann’s legs rubbing a black hand down there. Smearing the paint. Ann attempted to slap it away, but the painter jumped back laughing saying something her language. One of the guards responded which cause the whole tribe to laugh out loud.
“ What did they say?!,” asked Ann very mad now.
“ They say your hairless like little girl. Queen should defeat you easily,” said the Shaman in English.
Before Ann could respond. Andreanna Lynn, who had been inside the wrestling ring. Working up the excitement of the stadium’s crowd. Waved for the Queen to join her on the mat.
“Proceed as planned,” said the Queen joining Andreanna.
The Queen slipped past the ring ropes. The crowd roared loudly which almost caused her to falter. Never before had the Queen been in front of so many. A sea of different people that seemed closer than before. There seemed to be a little tightness of her chest as her heart beat faster. If she hadn’t been in so many battles throughout her life. She probably would have ran scared from the intense attention. The Queen pulled up something deep inside her that made her brave, and a leader. She would not show anyone fear.
Marching forward with her best fierce look. The queen stood next Andreanna as she finished her English speech. Andreanna Lynn raised her arms waving them wildly. Then reached to pull up one of the Queen’s arms too. Gesturing for the other one too. The Queen did so slowly. Some of the crowd started yelling her tribal name. Instantly the Queen felt an intense spiritual high. The same as when she vanquished a foe. She knew right then that these were her people now. They submitted to her completely. She could command them as if they were her own tribal warriors!
Outside the ring. The Shaman was blessing a wooden bowl with bone, and feather totems. Ann had a weird feeling she wouldn’t like what’s in this bowl too. She quickly gave Ron a look. He was still tied watching her forcibly silent due to a tribal girl hand clamped over his mouth. Another was between his legs slowly stroking his penis with an oiled up hand. She had one eye on him, and the other on the Queen. Being close to a man was fascinating, but she still preferred to be by her Queen‘s side.
The guard pushed Ann’s shoulder so she looked forward to the Shaman. The tribe’s medicine doctor held the bowl out to Ann. She took it looking at the red color inside. Sniffing it. The smell of blood. The Shaman gestured for Ann to drink it.
“ No way!!!,” said Ann trying to push the bowl back. Since these were cannibals. Ann guessed it wasn’t animal blood inside. The guards grabbed her again forcing her mouth open. One slopply poured the bowl’s contents in. Then shut her mouth. Forcing her to swallow the salty brew. The spilt blood ran from her chin to her chest. Ann felt like being sick to her stomach.
“URGH! Why!?,” gagged out Ann wanting to puke in revulsion.
“We just made you warrior. Now your red hair‘s luck magic will be strong enough for my Queen o collect,” Said the Shaman.
“ You Bit…., “ Ann wanted to say more, but was picked up carried bodily toward the ring. Tossed in between the ropes to the inside.
Pulling herself up by the ropes. Ann couldn’t believe how big the wrestling ring really was. On tv it seemed so small when watching sometimes with her boys, but then she realized that the men inside were very large compared to her. Ann pushed herself into a corner looking around. She could see the tribal warriors taking up position around the ring. Camera men were everywhere. Her unrecognizable face, and naked body was projected on the stadiums large screens. No way to slip away. Ann used her arms to cover herself again. She felt very small, and afraid as the crowd booed her.
To be continued.
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