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Revelations of Destiny	By : Kellendros Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 63461 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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It took Shego roughly six hours to track down and break DNAmy out of the Federal facility she was being held in. It took another five hours for her and the three surviving Synthodrones to get the woman to one of her as yet undiscovered labs undetected. From there, it had taken another ten hours while the pudgy, mutated woman ran her tests on Shego—most of which Shego could thankfully sleep through, all under the watchful eyes of the remaining Synthodrones, whom Shego had informed DNAmy in no uncertain terms were under orders to do highly unpleasant things to her if she tried doing anything else to Shego besides running the tests while she slept.

“As far as I can tell, aside from a little stress you’re in excellent health Miss Shego, and there’s absolutely no trace of any outside influences on your body or mind.” Had been the diagnosis.

Funny how that still hurt, even after all this time, hearing a doctor—or as close to one as DNAmy was anyway—say, “as far as I can tell.” Ever since she’d gotten her powers from that stupid magic rock from heaven, every doctor and scientist she had ever seen had used some variation of that phrase when referring to her, as if she were some unknown alien thing now. It was one of the reasons she avoided them like the plague—never mind the incongruity of her working primarily for a mad scientist like Drakken.

Shego had merely sighed and thanked DNAmy snidely, along with transferring a fair amount of cash into her accounts—she always paid her debts after all, even the ones that she’d have preferred not to.

It took two more hours for Shego to get back to her temporary lair. She’d actually contemplated going home—her real home that is—while she was in flight, but eventually she decided that the dingy one-room hole-in-the-ground far better suited her mood right now, which was decidedly black.

Once inside, Shego activated the security systems and put the three remaining Synthodrones into their charging bays along the front wall, setting them to a long-charge sleep mode that would only be interrupted if there were an intruder. After that she crossed the big room with a purposeful stride, stalking over the heavy mats of the workout area to ascend a short set of stairs that led to the smaller raised platform serving as her living area, such as it was.

I’ve got to work this out, Shego thought to herself as she started searching through the bank of lockers she was using to store the few possessions she’d brought with her, way back when she first came here to begin her Spartan training regime.

Up until now, she had been running on autopilot, avoiding any thought whatsoever of Kim or what had happened between the two of them until she could be sure there wasn’t some other explanation for it—any other explanation. But there wasn’t, and now she was left with no choice but to accept that what happened had come from somewhere within her.

“Well, you’re just a little more twisted than you thought, that’s all…” Shego said out loud as she finally found what she was looking for. Moving over to the narrow cot she was using for a bed, Shego tossed a curving bottle of Astroglide Warming Liquid and a slender metallic gold vibrator on top of it before starting to undo the buckles of her gloves.

Setting the clawed gauntlets within easy reach on the rickety night table, Shego sat down and undid her boots, stripping each one off with a sigh before letting it drop to the floor. They might have been tailor-made for comfort as well as durability, but spending a day-and-a-half in them was still a bit much. After a moment’s pause wiggling her toes and enjoying the freedom, Shego unzipped the side of each calf on her suit so she could pull off her knee-high socks, tossing them on top of the boots.

Standing up, Shego unbuckled the three short straps at the small of her back that held the suit tight around her waist. Then she unsnapped the high collar and exposed the hidden double zipper the new design used. Drawing the zipper around her neck, across her shoulder, and down to her wrist, Shego freed her right arm entirely. After that it was a fairly simple matter to pull the layered material down from her left arm and torso before slipping her legs out of it. Or at least it would have been, if it weren’t for the stiffness from the long-dried sweat that had saturated the material, and the fact that her other fluids had all but glued the crotch to her skin.

Sighing, Shego spent the next several minutes squirming around and, in the necessary places, very carefully peeling the suit off her. Once she was finally out of it, she sighed again in irritation and tossed it in a hamper, moving back down into the main room and going to the shower stall. In all honesty, now that she’d decided to do this, the delay really got on her nerves. She wanted it over with.

Cranking the shower stream to nearly full blast, Shego quickly used the toilet while waiting for the pressure to equalize. Once she wad done, Shego stepped into the hot water and quickly scrubbed the sweat grime and other crusty remnants off of her in a cloud of steam. A few minutes later, the pale woman stepped back out of the shower cleaner and, as the air hit her, much colder than she had been before.

Shego’s hands blossomed with brilliant green energy as she called her power forth. Concentrating intently, Shego rested her glowing hands on her stomach for nearly a minute while she focused, trying to ignore her goose bumps and hardening nipples, before a sudden wave of lime-green energy rolled up and down her body, instantly flashing all the water clinging to her into steam in its wake.

Shaking out her now dry hair, Shego grinned as she walked back to the living area. It was a little difficult to focus her power for such a specific channeled discharge, but it was worth it to avoid the half-hour or so it would otherwise take to dry out her luxurious mane.

Passing the full-length wall mirror in the weightlifting area, Shego caught sight of her reflection and paused to admire herself for a moment. She’d pushed all of her limits to a new level over the last month, stressing her unnatural endurance and accelerated healing ability almost to the breaking point. The results of that effort of will certainly showed nicely.

Shego tensed her frame and enjoyed watching the way her muscles shifted and stood out clearly under her smooth tea-green skin. Except for her arms and shoulders, Shego’s size was about the same as it had been before, but her strength had almost tripled now that she was lean and hard. Running one hand up her stomach, Shego shifted position as the tips of her fingers stroked across the ridges of her tightened abs.

Shivering slightly, Shego moved her hand higher, cupping a firm breast and lightly tweaking the hard, soft-green nipple that tipped it. Another woman might have been annoyed at having lost nearly half a cup size, but as long as they stayed firm and shapely—courtesy of the advantages her powers gave her—Shego didn’t really care; the improvements to the rest of her physique were more than worth the price.

With a soft sub-vocal rumble, Shego brought her other hand up, squeezing and stroking her breasts and nipples in tandem while watching herself in the mirror. Her smile grew as she shifted once more, swaying her hips back and forth gently. It only took a little while for the play to spark the familiar feeling of warmth deep between her legs that heralded the coming flow of her lubricants, along with the tight, itchy pull of her clit swelling and rising up against its hood.

Purring, Shego slid her right hand down her stomach, brushing across the neatly trimmed and shaped wedge of dark green fur that capped her groin before beginning to gently follow the lines of it. Her long fingers softly stroked the sharp lines of definition there, brushing over the sensitive folds of slightly darker skin surrounding her trim pussy and ever so gently parting the lips slightly. After a short time fueling her fire Shego moved higher, caressing back her hood as she followed the line of her clit up and down, up and down, her fingers only brushing the rounded head marginally as she did so, the main stimulation coming from the repeated tug-and-release exposure.

“Ok, down girl, enough narcissistic indulgence. Engine’s running good and hot, time to take a drive…” Shego murmured to herself after the warmth between her legs and in her breasts had spread outwards to envelope the rest of her like a flush, with her hard nipples and clit buzzing their excitement to her brain nonstop now.

Quickly abandoning her position in front of the wall mirror, Shego swayed the rest of the way over to the stairs and up them, her sashaying movement keeping her inner thighs pressing back and forth against her excitement, until she finally reached the cot. Gathering her hair around her left arm, Shego scooped up the vibrator and bottle with her right hand before sitting down and sliding around to stretch out on the less-than-yielding surface, trying to get as comfortable as she could.

“Stupid piece of junk…” Shego griped as she rolled around and lifted her hips repeatedly until she managed to get her butt into an acceptable dent in the bedding.

Sighing, Shego settled for the position and dropped her arm over the side of the cot, setting the vibrator and lube on the floor for later. After that she reached up and dragged the pillow behind her shoulders and neck before pilling her hair in a mound above it. Arching her neck back a little, Shego rolled her head from side to side and took a deep breath, trying to relax.

“Ok Possible, let’s see what you’ve got…” Shego murmured as she closed her eyes and swept her hands up her torso, softly stroking her taut flesh with a light, gliding touch.

Shego’s hands roamed across her shivering breasts and stomach while she pulled the memories of what she had done with Kim back up from where she had locked them away. Soon she added in anything else from her past encounters with the girl that seemed good as well, blending them into the base before letting her imagination flow outwards from there.

“Mmmm yeah…” Shego purred as she started massaging her breasts again, softly tugging and circling the erect nipples with her fingers. As her excitement started to spike back higher than it had been before, she brought her knees together and rolled her inner thighs back and forth over one another while pivoting her hips to the left and right, rubbing her inner folds against each other over and over again until they parted and slid freely back and forth.

Feeling that parting and growing warmth, Shego spread her thighs wide and sent a questing hand down her stomach to between them, raising her hips to meet it. Her fingers stroked across her hard clit in circles, clearing away the hood and dipping lower to slide across the hot surface of her inner lips, all the way down to the tight entrance of her cunt. There she found the damp, heated seepage of her fluids waiting for her already, with no need to stroke them out from her inner depths.

Dipping into her hot well, Shego thrust two insistent fingers inside herself, covering them with slickness before pulling back to coat her throbbing clit with it. Again and again she delved into herself while using her other hand to work each of her nipples in turn, until her fingers slid freely over the firm, rounded head of her sex without resistance. Then she began stroking herself in earnest, gently circling and rubbing the itching seat of her pleasure with rising speed and demand.

Purring and moaning, Shego pressed her fingers down on her clit harder and faster, pushing herself at just the right speed to pull rising waves of ecstasy from her stiff bud. Soon she could resist the pull of that pleasure no longer, and she sent her second hand down to join the first, planting her feet on the cot’s frame and lifting her rocking hips off the bed completely, her powerful thighs flexing as she angled upwards. The second hand slipped past the first, and Shego sank two fingers deep inside herself, circling and stroking the sensitive inner flesh, pulling her rising pleasure even higher.

Soon Shego was coated in a sheen of glistening sweat as she kept pumping her hips up and down with her rigid abs and contracting ass, her shoulders digging hard into the cot under her as she levered herself up and down faster and faster. Her right hand demanded sharp pleasure from her clit while her left pushed fingers in and out of her depths, the walls of her cunt contracting tightly against them as she flexed her inner muscles with a hungry intensity.

Shego’s panting grew deeper and more ragged as she started nearing climax, her head filled with visions of Kim, and she licked her lips and growled out her desire as she sought her final trigger. Curling her fingers inside her cunt, Shego pushed upward with them, caressing her inner surface until she was rewarded with a lighting intensity of sensation as she found the sweet spot inside her. With the electric streaks bolstering the screaming sensations she was stroking from her clit, Shego let her final barrier break, and moments later she came hard and strong, all her muscles standing out rigid as she twitched and jerked in her frozen, angled position.

Her mind drowned in the waves of pleasure rolling up through her body, crashing and receding over and over again, each hammering crest seeming stronger than the last, until, finally, the intensity dropped, bit by bit, as did her rigid body, until she rested against the cot once more, floating in a pool of soft warmth that slowly receded from her over time.

With a smile, Shego released her groin and brought her left hand up to taste herself on her fingers, sharp and sweet. Licking her hand clean, Shego rolled over onto her stomach with her other arm trapped beneath her and rested there for a moment. Sliding her left arm under the pillow, Shego slowly rocked her hips forward with a firm contraction of her shapely ass, pushing down on her hand where it lay between her legs.

“Not bad Possible, not bad. Let’s see how well you do in round two…” Shego murmured, her smile twisting into a smirk.

All said and done, Shego pushed herself to come three more times before she finally stopped, sated and wrung out atop the now sweat-and-come-drenched cot—her last climax had been a rarity for her; full-bore and drenching the sheets all the way from middle to end with her ejaculate stream.

Shego drifted near sleep in the afterglow of her exploits, but slowly, her expression darkened and she forced herself up off the cot. Moving almost listlessly, Shego wandered seemingly aimlessly down into the main room, ending up next to a sheer granite wall. After a moment staring at it, Shego shook her head once, then once more, her disheveled hair sticking to her sweaty back.

Raising her right arm, Shego’s hand slowly clenched into a fist and blossomed with lime-green fire as she shook her head once more, clenching her teeth with a hard expression. Adjusting her energy to a low kinetic impact damper, Shego smashed her fist into the wall as hard as she could. After a moment she raised her other hand and punched out with it as well, her eyes slowly misting over as she fought with her emotions, still resisting what she knew to be true.

Soon Shego was slamming blows into the wall over and over again; right left, right left, until sweat streamed off her and her muscles stood out sharp and tense across her body. She moaned and growled and raged incoherently as tears ran down her face and she continued to resist, but as much as she tried, she couldn’t deny it any longer.

Screaming, Shego began to lose her focus, and her power fluctuated. First hairline cracks appeared in the wall, spider-webbing outwards from her impacting blows, then, heavy splits blossomed in the granite and flying shards of stone began bouncing off her, but she didn’t slow down. Instead, Shego hit the wall faster and harder, screaming louder until, at last, the energy went out of her, and her blows began to slow, eventually stopping with a final one thrown.

Leaning into the nearly two-foot deep crater she had made in the wall, Shego stood supported by her extended arm and surrounded by a plume of rubble, heavy granite shards and splinters all around her. Sweat streamed down her in rivulets, and her breathing was deep and ragged, but slowly it fell into a regular, controlled pattern as Shego finally gave in and accepted what she had learned, as much as she would rather deny it.

It wasn’t that she hadn’t needed the Astroglide or the vibrator once—she could have easily handled that. And it wasn’t that she had gotten off so easily—Shego had a strong sex-drive and she had accepted her bisexual tendencies a long time ago, and Kimmie had an admittedly hot little body on her, even though Shego had never really thought about her that way before. No, it was what her mind had conjured while she was enjoying herself that she wished to deny.

There were no visions of holding Kimmie down and forcing herself on her—well, ok, maybe a little aggression here and there, but nothing really dominant—or doing anything particularly nasty to her. Hell, Shego could have even lived with Kimmie being the one that tied her down and made her submit to the whip or whatever else she wanted to do to her. At least that would have been something nice and shallow—incredibly twisted, but shallow.

Instead, there’d been far more than Shego expected.

Oh, there was the obvious stuff of course; the scent, the feel, the taste of her, the way her kisses had felt against her lips, of how her tongue might have felt if Shego had engaged its interplay back, the way she had moved against her, of trying to extrapolate what she looked like naked and everything, and the hot fantasies of position and exploration that Shego’s vivid imagination had conjured. That had all been there just fine.

No, it was the other things that had wandered through her mind while fantasizing about Kimmie that Shego had tried to reject.

Like the way she looked when she got so serious in their confrontations sometimes, with her furrowed brow drawn down and that grim, determined expression that came over her—and how cute and cool Shego thought it made her look. Or those adorable little girl-sideburns she had. About how well they had worked together when they fought Aviarius to get her brothers’ powers back—and how Kimmie had never once ragged on her about how obvious it had been that she’d let her get the scepter away from her at the end of it all. About all the fun little things she’d watched Kimmie do from the sidelines during that insane truce Drakken had brokered with the buffoon the Christmas before last. About her smile, her laugh, and those bright, clear, warm fern-green eyes that you could just drown in.

No matter how much Shego wanted it to just be some messed-up expression of her libido, she couldn’t hang on to that delusion anymore. Whatever the hell was going on between her and Kimmie, it was more than that. Shaking her head she vehemently muttered; “How the hell did this happen?”

Shego filled her lungs with as much air as they could hold, slowly letting it out in a long, controlled sigh before pushing off the ruined wall and standing up straight. It was time to take one of the hardest steps she’d ever had to make in her life…
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