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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 21: A River in Egypt.

(Go City docks - August 5th, 2008)
Will Du watched the jet, carrying his boss and the professor, fly over the bay toward the Go Tower. He did a quick estimate in his head. The odds of them not finding the shards were next to nil. Once they did, he would be compromised. So would his mission. The mission was too important to fail. He only had one choice. Retreat and regroup.
With a seemingly confident pace, he walked over to the head of the security team, who was directing the setup of a perimeter. No hint of his internal agitation showed when he spoke to the man. “I'll be needing some additional heavy lifting equipment from headquarters. Keep the area secure until I return.”
A couple minutes later, he was in the air. The GJ jet was on autopilot, on course for what he considered his own personal safe house. Will wasn't in the pilot's seat though. He was on the floor, with his head and hands inside an open panel under the control console. It took almost thirty minutes to get it done, but he felt much safer once he had the plane's tracking system removed.
It was over an hour into the flight, when he heard Director's voice on the radio. Calling for him. Not long after that, he heard her putting out an order for his capture. There certainly wasn't any going back now. It meant leaving a single loose end dangling at headquarters, but that couldn't be helped. He smiled as he began his descent. There was no chance of his, now former, boss cracking the multiple layers of protective codes on his laptop. The setup of those codes was such, that one failed attempt would have disastrous results. Will had been trained by the best people GJ had in information security.
Maneuvering the jet down through the dense jungle foliage took every bit of his skill as a pilot. He was glad for the thick canopy of trees though. It would hide the plane from aircraft or satellite surveillance. He stepped out of the plane and craned his neck to look up. Above him, a rushing waterfall cascaded down the side of the Peruvian mountain.
Years ago, the vast complex hidden behind the waterfall, had been one of Dr. Drakken's lairs. The villain abandoned it after the incident with the mind control chips. GJ moved in and confiscated the entire place. It was too remote to really be useful. They simply set up a security and warning system, and left it to sit, unoccupied. That system was the first thing he disabled when he decided it would be the perfect place for his use.
For over a week now, he had been making clandestine trips here. Using it as a place to store all the things he removed from headquarters. He figured most of those things wouldn't be missed until next year's inventory of the Research and Reclamation facility. Now, of course, they would check. They would find the discrepancies. It didn't matter. They had no idea where he was.
Will went to the hidden entrance behind the base of the waterfall. He took the elevator up to the main level of the lair. His first priority was to put in a call to Redmond Tappe. He wanted to make sure the man knew he was still on the job. That this setback wouldn't keep him from carrying out his mission.
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(Natural Leisure Resort International - Whanapokii Island, Pacific Ocean)
Kim Possible sat at the dining table of the luxury suite. A large white beach towel was wrapped around her body, the closest thing she could find to clothes to wear. She was staring at the plate in front of her. It contained the dinner she hadn't touched. She'd been staring at it for almost three hours now. Across the table lay her mother's empty plate. She remembered the last words her mother spoke before leaving her alone with her thoughts.
“No matter what Kimmie, I'm your mother and I'll always love you. Even if you hate me for the rest of your life, that will always be true.”
For the last few hours, she'd tried to hate the woman for the things she said. But every time she came close to doing so, memories flashed through her mind.
Standing in the showers in high school, checking out the other girl's bodies. Telling herself she was only “comparing” them to herself.
Sitting in front of her computer, late at night. Scrolling through image after image, as she frigged herself to orgasm. Telling herself this would be the very last time.
The trembling that shook her body when she saw Shego for the very first time in person. How she'd paled at the the lustful thoughts coursing through her. How she denied those thoughts with her every ounce of will.
What was it Warhok said aboard the Lowardian flagship? “De Nile. It's more than just a river on the planet which we now control.”
She had been in denial for years. Hiding the truth from herself. Believing her desires were the ultimate in wrong-sickness. The things her mother told her, were a slap in the face with reality. A reality no amount of “Kimness” could hide any longer.
Kim took a deep breath and let words she never thought she would utter aloud pass from her lips. “I like girls.”
A weight she'd been ignoring for years lifted from her. She breathed in the freedom her words brought. “I love girls.”
A giddy laugh sprang from her, now smiling, lips. “I want girls!”
Her mind whirled with images of all the girls she knew, and secretly lusted over. Monique, her sultry, dark skinned, BFF. The girls from her cheer squad in high school. Tara, Hope, and yes, even Bonnie. She might be the biggest bitch in the world, but she had a great ass and full, firm, tanned breasts that, Kim could now admit to herself, made her mouth water.
More images floated past her inner eye. Shego in her tight catsuit. In her, almost see through, green bathing suit. Thoughts of the time they wound up fighting in a mud bath at a Mediterranean resort, brought suppressed memories of how she'd wanted to rip that skimpy outfit off her then and there. Every time the two of them fought it was the same. She knew now why she always rushed to fight with the green skinned villainess. Why she didn't stick to her standard tactics, and almost always wound up rolling around on the floor with her. Their bodies pressed close as they “fought.”
Another image filled her head. Long slender legs. Breasts only slightly larger than her own, but just as perky. A trim body she, only just today, saw for the first time in it's fullest glory. Bright blue eyes. Eyes, she could no longer deny, she wanted to look at her, not just with love, but with passion.
The very last vestiges of denial slipped from her as she stood up. She let the towel covering her slip away with it. With purpose, she turned and headed for the bedroom door her mother disappeared through a few hours ago. She cracked open the door slowly, and peered into the dark room.
“Mommy?”
Her mother's voice came from the bed. She could hear the hesitation and worry it contained. “Yes Kim?”
“I love you.”
Kim saw movement in the dark. In a what was only a brief moment, that seemed to last for hours, her mother got up and stood before her. Kim felt herself taken into her mother's arms. She heard the words that, now more than ever, she desired to hear. “I love you too Kimmie.”
Pushing herself up on her tiptoes, she pressed her body closer to her mother's. Their breasts pressed together as Kim looked directly into the taller woman's eyes. Without hesitation, she leaned in, and brushed her mother's lips with her own.
Anne let the kiss last for only a few seconds, before she pulled back reluctantly. “Are you sure about this?”
Determination and desire filled Kim's face as she nodded. “Absolutely sure. You were right about everything. I can't, won't, lie to myself anymore. I want this. Want you. More than anything I ever have before.” She looked into her mother's eyes and saw the passion she so desperately wanted to see. Her own eyes filled with a flicker of hesitation. “But...”
“But what Baby?”
Kim felt a blush rise in her cheeks. “Well... I've never done anything like this before.”
Anne let out a delighted laugh. She stepped back and took Kim’s hand in her own. She began to lead her incredibly sexy daughter toward the bed. “Don't you worry about that. Your old mother has enough experience for the both of us.”
Kim giggled as her mother pushed her back onto the bed. “Don't say that. You aren't old.”
Anne climbed in the bed. She took her daughter in her arms again. “Flattery will get you everywhere with me Bubble-Butt.”
Kim let out a flustered, “Moooom!” The word turned to a squeal at the end, as her mother pinched the aforementioned part of her anatomy.
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(Secret Ninja School - Mt. Yamanuchi, Japan - March 9th, 2006)
The work of restoring the school after the attack of the Yono continued unabated around her. Yori watched as, across the debris filled courtyard, Sensei directed some of her fellow ninjas in the rebuilding of the shrine. There was still much to be done before the school could resume it's purpose. She looked around, searching for the place where her efforts could be best put to use in accomplishing that task.
Her gaze came to rest on Sensei's quarters. Like most of the rest of the school, it was almost completely destroyed. Since the attack, Sensei had been sleeping in the common house with the rest of his students. She walked toward the half fallen building. Fixing it up for him would be a fitting gesture for the man who gave her life meaning and purpose.
She ducked through the hole that once was the doorway and looked around. Shoring up the structure would have to be the first priority. To do that, she would first have to remove and store what was left inside. She began removing the pieces of furniture that could be saved. Then began working on what couldn't. One of those things was a broken wardrobe. It was jammed up against, and partially through, one of the walls.
Exerting all her strength, she managed to pull it free. It fell with a crash to the floor. Behind it, she saw a broken wall cabinet. It was a long time since she saw it. Not since Monkey Fist broke in and stole the scroll which eventually led to his summoning of the Yono. As it had been then, one of the doors of the cabinet hung at an angle. The spells Sensei used to protect the contents were apparently as destroyed as the rest of the place.
She reached in and found a small book. For some reason, a feeling overcame her. She knew it would be less than honorable, but she could not resist the powerful urge to glance at it's pages. It was as if some magical force was directing her will. She flipped open the cover and began to read Sensei's private journal.
An hour later, she shook with rage. Magically suppressed memories filled her mind. How could her Sensei have betrayed her in such a horrible way? A cold stab of fear overcame her anger. If he would do such a thing to her, she must never let him know she knew. There was no telling what he might do. Steeling her mind, she closed her anger and grief deep within herself.
She would pretend to lack her knowledge, her memories, until the time was right. Then she would have her vengeance.
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