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TiF 2: So Many Universes, So Little Time	By : jackrabbit Category: Kim Possible > Crossover > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 8863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 3 --- No Lucky Charms For You

Bonnie was in a state of bliss as they cruised toward the mall in Marci’s Ferrari. She thought about how she had lorded it over Kim when she got her sports car, and here was a dog with a way nicer one.
“This is awesome, Marci. I can’t believe Ferrari makes dog-sized cars. They’re rare enough for humans.”
“They don’t. It’s a custom made miniaturized version of the Enzo model.”
Holy shit! Bonnie thought. The Harringtons aren’t just rich, they are FUCKING rich. Maybe I can get them to adopt ME as a pet.
When they had started off, Kim had wondered how they would be able to get on the road with the full sized human cars. Fancy as Marci’s ride was, it was like a go-cart or clown car compared to the regular ones. She had seen a couple of the human cars before they left the estate, and they were the size of buses. But it turned out that the freeway had a pet lane, where the dogs and cats could drive their little vehicles in parallel with the much larger ones without getting run over. It was a completely separate pair of small lanes, between the shoulder of the main freeway and the access road, sort of like a bike trail. In fact, most of the traffic turned out to be motor bikes, since few families could afford cars for their pets, not to mention exotic cars. Kim was fascinated by the array of dog and cat breeds puttering along, fur fluttering in the breeze. The longhairs were especially entertaining. She watched an Irish Setter cruising along on a Suzuki and the Doberman girl riding on the back could hardly see anything for all the fur in her face.
Even amongst the motor bikes, there was a range of sizes. They passed a couple of Shelties, who had to have those tall neon flags on their bikes to make sure the bigger vehicles could see them.
On the main freeway, the cars were huge, the trucks immense. Even as comparatively small as Marci’s car was, it was big compared to a Ferrari in the Kimverse, given that a seven foot girl could fit in it. It only had two seats, but the shotgun position was enough room for the other nine, though with some sitting in laps and others on the floorboard.
Before leaving for the mall, all of the nanomophing issues had been worked out. There was actually no delay because of the cat genome, because in his browsing, Wade had quickly discovered that the cats were anthro too, and had proactively downloaded that genome with the other just in case Brandy might want it. So all four of the other pets had been able to cock up soon after Brandy. They wanted to try them out, of course, but agreed to wait until after the mall run so everybody would be fresh.
Kim had received another surprise upon leaving Brandy’s room. It was actually her doghouse. All three of the different-sized doghouses, and the two cat habitats, were joined together like modular housing, with a common enclosed, climate controlled hallway/walkway leading through an electric doggy door into the main house. Kim had wondered how the architecture of the house could support both human and pet-sized rooms, but it actually didn’t have to.
Anne spent most of the trip to the mall talking to Chelsea, who turned out to be a calico. They and Marci were the only adults, but the lab had to pay attention to the road. Anne loved the multitude of colors and the complication of the pattern in the catgirl’s fur. Since the cats were somewhat smaller than the dogs, Chelsea was roughly the size of Kim, though she had just turned thirty.
Joss was enamored with Rina, a beautiful Egyptian Mau who was about the same size as her, though a year or two older. She was gray with black spots.
“We’re the only naturally spotted breed of domestic cat,” Rina said proudly. “Mama Harrington calls me her micro-leopard. Though the colors are different, of course. My spots go all the way down to my skin. If I was shaved, they would still be there.”
“Cool,” Joss said, stroking her. Rina responded to the attention, closing her eyes and pressing herself against the human. Joss was startled to find a significant amount of vibration going through her body. Dang, she thought. That’s a hell of a purr. Might shake my teeth loose or somethin’. But it feels kinda nice.
As strange as the car ride was, the mall was stranger. This was their first encounter with the giant humans. Anne felt like a two year old, in danger of being stepped on in a crowd. She had to crane her neck to see their heads. But the big humans were apparently used to having pets underfoot at the mall and nobody got mashed. But they saw them without really seeing them, because nobody seemed to notice that some of the dogs and cats weren’t actually dogs or cats.
But those at the same level did. A trio of dogs came rushing up, apparently friends of Brandy and Rachel.
“Oh, my fucking god, Brandy,” one of them said, apparently a beagle. “Are these the leprechauns you were talking about? I thought you were fucking with our heads.”
Brandy giggled. “I never said they were leprechauns. I said they were little people. No pot of gold or anything. But you still can’t have their Lucky Charms.”
The second doggygirl looked like another terrier, perhaps a Jack Russell. She looked at Anne in wonder. “So there really are other universes?”
Anne smiled. “Afraid so. Brandy was right.”
By this time a crowd of dogs was starting to build around the group, enough that the big humans had to route around them. All of the dogs wanted to be petted, of course, but fortunately there wasn’t enough room for much face licking. Most of those in close appeared to be from privileged families like Brandy. Those of obvious lower social status were farther back, but their wagging tails indicated they wanted to participate.
The cats hung back anyway, rather disdainfully, interested but not wanting to be part of such a pathetic display. However, Chelsea and Rina motioned a few friends over for a more sedate introduction to the impromptu celebreties.
The group finally shed most of the crowd, with only a few tagging along as they headed for the first store. Since the newly-nanoed girls had found out about boob enlargement, the first priority was new bras and new low-cut tops. Brandy and Rachel and Rina looked forward to having actual cleavage, and Chelsea wanted to enhance hers. In a way, they were fortunate that Brandy’s nanomorphing had been delayed, because it allowed all of them to go straight to Phase 3, never having to deal with the restrictions of Phase 2.
Marci and Chelsea made the purchases, being the only pets allowed to have credit cards. The girls wore their new bras, new tops, and new tits right out of the store. They gave the old clothes away, not intending to ever wear them again.
Brandy’s friends were astonished by her new boobage and she promised to fuck them later so they could have their own, but not until the guests had gone home.
The food court was the next stop, as everyone was hungry. They would have gone there first if the nano boob jobs had not been such a priority. They found a smaller table intended for pets.
Just as they finished eating, all three Kimmunicators went off, Kim’s, Anne’s, and Brandy’s. Before they could do anything more than exclaim, the voice of FEKDIS poured out of all three units. “Attention, all Freefallers. Be advised that a rip sequence has started, originating from the Heatherverse. You are now in a state of alert. Follow the standard precautions. Good luck, and call if you need assistance.”
Kim looked at her mom, then at Bonnie, Monique, and Joss. “Oh, shit!”
Anne sighed. “Brandy, we have to go home right now, and hope that we can get Kim’s friends and my niece away from us in case we rip. It might be too late, but we have to try.”
“I hear you,” Brandy said. “I have to get away from my family too.”
Monique looked puzzled. “But whoever that was said that somebody else ripped. You’re always in danger of a rip, aren’t you? How is it different now?”
“Because the chance is greater now. It’s a domino effect. One or more of the Guardians ripped. That sends out shock waves that might shake other Freefallers loose in a secondary rip. It’s like a disturbance in the Force. We didn’t see it the first time because everyone who was loose was already ripping. It didn’t happen until the second rip sequence several weeks later.”
“So what’s the big deal?” Bonnie demanded. “If we get ripped or torn or whatever, just use your Dick Tracy watch to beam us back home the way you got us here.”
“Doesn’t work that way,” Kim said. “You can’t teleport once you’ve been ripped. Too much pressure, like trying to go upstream.”
“I think there’s too much talk and not enough porting,” Anne said. “We have to leave now if we’re gonna. Grab your stuff. Kim, we’ll ride back on my unit, okay?”
But there was no answer. She looked that way to find that there was also no Kim. Monique, Marci, and Rina were also missing.
“Ohmigod,” Rachel cried.
Anne sighed. “Calm down, Rachel. Kim will take care of them. I’ll take care of the rest of you, since it appears you’re riding with me.”
But apparently Rachel was to be her only passenger, because Brandy, Bonnie, Joss, and Chelsea had disappeared while she was speaking.
“Damn it!” Anne exclaimed. “I hope Brandy is with Kim, because she’s not very good at taking care of herself, much less taking care of everybody else.”
Then the mall was gone too as Anne herself ripped. She had been sitting on a chair, which did not transfer with her, so she hit the floor with her ass. There was a nearby yelp, indicating that the chair had been pulled out from under Rachel too. Sure enough, the doggygirl was lying there with a stunned look on her face. But it wasn’t a floor, it was grass. There were trees around, but they were landscaped rather than a forest.
They were apparently on a large estate, but some ways from the house. It appeared to be very well kept, so perhaps the occupants were civilized.
Anne thought about whether to approach or not, but decided that getting Rachel registered took priority, then trying to contact Kim and Brandy to see who had Joss. “We don’t seem to be in any immediate danger.”
Which changed as soon as she stood up. All sorts of alarms went off, then the air was full of energy blasts and projectiles. Something that looked like the blade of a rotary saw embedded itself in a tree less than a foot away. Laser bolts and god-knows-what filled the air. She dived for the ground. “Stay down, Rachel!” But the doggygirl was already trying to dig a hole and crawl into it. Unfortunately, she didn’t have the claws of a regular dog, so she couldn’t dig any better than a human.
Anne laid there, as flat as she could possibly be, hoping that the weapons couldn’t aim that low and wondering what in the hell to do. She was covered in dirt clods from the explosions.
Finally the cascade of light and sound ceased. Anne looked up fearfully to find a group of people standing nearby, looking like they were ready to take up where the weapons left off. They were wearing costumes that were mostly black, but some had different primary colors as well. All had an “X” on them somewhere. The only exception was the man in the wheelchair, who was wearing a suit.
“I am Professor Charles Xavier,” the man said. “Would you care to tell me why you are skulking about my Institute?”
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