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Foundations Laid
By Parareru

I obviously don’t own Kim Possible or any of the characters. This is merely the product of an overly active imagination.

Phase 4: Under the Influence

“No monkey touchy,” Ron mumbled in his sleep curled in a semi-fetal position. He shivered and groped by his side for the blankets, not finding one Ron just curled himself into a tighter ball. An alarm blatted rudely in his ear and he yelped as he leapt up to smash the snooze button. “Huh, what gives?” Ron exclaimed as his hand came down on the cold, unyielding floor. He looked around in confusion at the small cell, scratching at his hair as he levered himself into a sitting position. “Where’s my bed? Where’s my room? Wait. Where’s Rufus?!”

Despite the absurdity of it, considering the size of the room, Ron brought his hands to his mouth and shouted. “Rufus! Where are you, buddy? Rufus!”

Ron paused in his shouts and looked around the room again. He was still in his mission clothes, so obviously he and Kim had to have been captured while on a mission, but this time Kim was nowhere in sight. Most villains when they captured Team Possible at least had the decency to lock them up together before dropping them in a pit of sharks, crocodiles, piranhas, magma and in one case a kiddie pool of snapping turtles. “Ok. I’m locked up in a cell. No gadgets, no Rufus and no Kim,” Ron ticked off the situation on his fingers. Then his stomach decided that it was time to be fed and let loose a loud growl. “And no lunch,” Ron moaned.

“Aww, does the dopey sidekick miss his little heroine?” Shego drawled tauntingly from the door.

“Hey, I happen to be the poster boy for clean living!” Ron retorted.

Shego paused for a second, blinking in confusion. “I said ‘Heroine,’ not ‘Heroin!’” she shouted.

Ron gave her a puzzled look and said, “I don’t get it.”

Shego groaned in exasperation as a vein began to pulse in her forehead. She began taking deep breaths as she unclenched her fists. “Calm down. Must stay calm,” she muttered to herself while shooting an evil glare at the sidekick who stood there grinning somewhat nervously.

“Listen,” Ron began a inc inched towards the door. “You look like you have some issues to work out, so I’ll just give you some private time and…” Shego cut him off with a blast from her gloves that scorched the ground directly in front of him. “Or I could just stay right here,” he finished lamely.

“You are going to help me work off some… frustration,” Shego ground out as she advanced on the hapless blonde.

Ron raised a finger. “By frustration, you mean…” Shego nodded, her eyes smoldering. “I thought so,” he finished as his shoulders slumped in resignation.

“KIM!” Ron shouted in panic as he ran away from Shego and smack into the wall. “KIM!” Ron shouted again as he scrabbled at the wall as if to claw his way through it.

“Oh, for God’s sake,” Shego griped as she pulled a small pistol from behind her back and shot Ron in the ass.

“Augh!” Ron cried as he reached for his butt. “I’ve been shot! I’m shot! You shot me! I’m going to die!”

“Relax!” Shego yelled as she yanked a dart from the blonde’s butt cheek and waved it in his face. “It was only a dart gun.” Shego smiled evilly. “I just gave you something to loosen you up. It should hit in 3… 2… 1…” Right on schedule Ron’s knees wobbled and he collapsed to the floor, a slightly dazed and foolish grin on his face.

“I swear, with a reaction like that you have got to be a virgin,” Shego commented.

Ron nodded stupidly. “I have been getting in a lot of practice though,” he supplied to his captor in a helpful tone.

“Eww,” Shego grimaced. “Gotta tell ya, kid, not a turn on there.” She let out a self-pitying sigh and rolled her eyes. “The things I do.”

“You know, you look kinda cute in this light,” Ron admitted. “Your mug shot really doesn’t do you justice.”

“So who do you think about when you ‘practice?’” Shego asked to divert the blonde’s line of thought.

“Mostly KP, especially after that Christmas in the Artic, occasionally the rest of the cheer team and I had Wade give me a copy of your mug shot,” Ron confessed as he gave her an overly dramatic wink. “Don’t tell anyone,” he whispered too loudly.

Shego blushed slightly when she heard Ron own up to imagining her in his intimate fantasies. “Ok, kid, whip it out,” she ordered brusquely to mask her embarrassment. Under the influence of the drug Ron obeyed Shego’s command and stripped off his clothes. She quirked an eyebrow at the sight of Ron’s body. He was still a teenager, but maturing rapidly, his size well on par with the best that Shego had. Shego guessed that given a few months in a gym and he would have the girls hanging off of him in droves. “Not bad,” she said in honest appreciation. “Not bad at all. Now, what would you like from me?”

“I want to see your tits,” Ron said breathing heavily, his skin becoming more and more flushed as the drug raced through his system. He started to reach his hands toward the alabaster skinned villainess.

“Ah, ah,” Shego admonished him with a wicked smile and a waggling finger. “You need to do something for me first. I hear you’re the school mascot so I’d like you to howl like a dog you are.”

Ron quickly knelt and howled like a wolf baying at the moon, the sound echoing in the enclosed space. Shego rested a gloved hand on his head and cooed, “Good puppy.” Ron panted appreciatively and licked her hand. “Impatient aren’t we? Alright.”

Shego stepped away from her drugged slave, pulled her gloves off seductively and tossed them so that they landed on Ron’s face blocking his vision. Ron grabbed at the gloves and tossed them aside quickly, watching Shego strip with eager eyes. Shego laughed exultantly as she saw the rapt expression plastered across Ron’s face. She opened the front of her jumpsuit, peeled it off her shoulders and could see Ron’s member stiffening in reaction.

“Come here, boy,” Shego beckoned to Ron. He immediately bounded over to her and clasped her to himself tightly. “A big boy, aren’t you?” she murmured as she felt Ron’s member pressed up against her and he nodded happily. “Do you know how to use that?” she asked as she licked the tip of Ron’s ear. Again he nodded eagerly. “What do you want?” she prompted, rubbing at his back.

“I want KP,” Ron whispered.

“What do you want from me?” Shego asked, annoyed at the boy’s honesty.

“I want to fuck you,” Ron replied, pushing his hips insistently against her body.

“Then show me what you’ve got,” Shego challenged.

Ron pulled the rest of Shego’s jumpsuit off, his hands exploring her exposed flesh.

Shego broke off the embrace and retrieved a small tube of lubricant from her jumpsuit and squeezed out a generous dollop into her palm. She grinned as she smeared the lubricant onto Ron’s erect member and he gasped at the cool sensation. Once the boy’s shaft was properly lubed Shego reached down and grasped Ron’s erect member and guided it into her pussy. The boy nudged his pelvis forward and slid in easily, filling her and she slid her body up and down, feeling the coolness of the lubricant give way to warmth as the friction of their motion increased.

Ron moaned in pleasure as he felt Shego move around him. The narcotic in his system heightened his responses and made him more susceptible to suggestion, but deep inside his mind he screamed at the wrongness of the act. As pleasure and grief swelled in him a lone tear streaked down his cheek. “I’m sorry,” he whispered under his breath, so low that Shego couldn’t hear.

Ron pushed Shego up against the wall of his cell, thrusting his hips urgently against her. Shego’s hands clawed at his back she savored the sensation of getting fucked hard. “Do that some more,” she commanded firmly.

Ron grunted explosively as he pumped harder and harder into Shego. “More!” Shego demanded, slapping his ass to spur on the boys efforts. Ron reached up behind Shego’s back pulling on her raven mane of hair and kissing her neck and throat savagely. She responded in kind her tongue sliding fiercely into Ron’s mouth as his cock continued to pump her pussy.

Suddenly, Ron broke off the kiss and threw his head back, cords straining in his neck. Realizing that the boy was about to climax Shego shouted, “No!” and grabbed the back of the blonde’s neck, her nails digging into his flesh with vicious pressure and forced him to look into her eyes. “You will not cum!” she growled menacingly. “If you cum before I tell you to I will beat you within an inch of your life.”

Ron took several deep breaths and slowly his body withdrew from the brink. “Good,” Shego approved as she released her hold. “Now again, long and slow.”

Ron nodded as he resumed the motion of his hips slower this time. His movement,
more complete as he shoved his member forcefully into that tight hole and paused, gyrating his pelvis against Shego’s before pulling back out. After a few minutes of stroking with that long slow rhythm Ron began to increase the tempo of his thrusts again.

Shego grunted in satisfaction as she felt her ass being slapped by an increasingly forceful partner. Her nails dug into Ron’s back, breaking the skin and leaving streaks of blood. As Ron continued to hump wildly, Shego began to bite at his neck and collar bone. Shego felt the burning fire in her loins build to the breaking point and before she was carried off in a wave of orgasm she gasped out, “Cum with me!”

With a roar, equal parts triumph and loathing, Ron slammed his hips home and his body shuddered violently in climax while Shego gasped slowly into Ron’s shoulder. Shego felt her pussy flex and ripple around Ron’s manhood as if to drain it of all juices. After several long quaking moments she felt his member begin to shrivel inside of her and she slowly pulled her hips off of his. Shego sighed heavily in satisfaction as their mingled juices trickled down her leg and dripped to the floor.

“We are going to do that again,” Shego stated. Ron just nodded drunkenly. “Until your equipment is back in working order though, you are going to lick this mess off of me.” Ron obediently knelt and began working his tongue into Shego’s pussy with long deep laps. She idly ran her fingers through the blonde’s hair as she concentrated on the sensations building again in her loins.

***

Ron lay on the cold floor curled protectively into a loose ball; his discarded clothing still lay strewn about his cell. He was once again alone in his cell, his marathon fuck session with Shego over, his body exhausted and his mind horrified. Thoughts trickled through his devastated mind at the rate of a word per minute. He might as well have been in a coma from the life he displayed. After eating out Shego’s pussy she demanded several more orgasms from him. His now flaccid member felt decidedly sore as the drug slowly faded in his system.

Tired. KP. Where. Gone. Forever.

Ron had never considered that his first time would be like this, his being used as a pawn to sate another’s lust. He was enough of a romantic to have imagined candlelit dinners, followed by long, sensuous dances, finally culminating in a moment of exposed tenderness that left the two lovers breathless. In all those cherished scenarios he had always pictured Kim there beside him. As a child he had loved Kim Possible like a child would, now as a man he longed to love her as a man would.

A long time ago someone had told him that dreams died hard and today his dreams had died a thousand times. There was no way now that Kim would ever want him, not after he had spent the last few hours pleasuring Kim’s fiercest opponent. The ease with which he had betrayed Kim shocked and dismayed Ron. There was a hollow, gnawing void in his heart knowing that he had betrayed Kim’s trust in him.

He knew now that he could never again approach Kim with the same innocence that he had once possessed. If his love for Kim had been as pure as he had once believed, then he should have been able to resist Shego’s advances and demands in spite of the drugs. Yet at the slightest release of his inhibitions he had responded like a mindless animal, rutting and humping like the male lead in cheap porn video. When he closed his eyes he could see Shego demanding more gratification and the thrilled look in her eye as he responded to her demands. Ron tried to focus his mind on Kim, but no matter how he concentrated he could still see Shego’s nude body moving under him, her skin glistening from their exertions.

Ron put his face into his hands and sobbed in heartbroken loss.

***

Shego left Ron’s cell limping slightly, muscles pleasantly sore. The final session of fucking had been the longest and roughest by far. Thinking back, Shego could count at least fourteen separate orgasms. It had been sheer endurance that had kept Ron performing so long and she would hazard that with the proper training he would make a fantastic lover.

Despite the sense of satisfaction left from the sex, Shego knew that Ron did not love her and probably never would. Under the power of the narcotic he had still held onto Kim Possible with steadfast conviction. Even at the heights of passion Ron had cried Kim’s name in spite of Shego’s orders and punishments. It was amazing to see a love so true and pure in one so young. Shego recalled the dossier Drakken had compiled on Kim Possible and figured that Kim and Ron were seventeen. At his age, Ron should have been a mass of raging hormones willing to nail anything with breasts and a heartbeat with only the slightest coaxing. In a way he was fiercely loyal, like the dog that she had made him act as. Idly Shego wondered in Kim returned Ron’s feelings.

On a whim Shego decided to check in on the redheaded object of Ron Stoppable’s affections. Drakken had finished entertaining himself with Kim Possible leaving the girl in a horrendously uncomfortable position on the rumpled sheets and various objects littered on the floor.

Shego sighed in exasperation at the mess. “That man can not clean up after himself,” she muttered for the thousandth time as she opened the cell door and grabbed a medkit from the corridor. Kim Possible hadn’t stirred in the slightest as Shego entered the cell. The redhead was still bare naked, nearly folded in half and planted face down on the bed and her smooth ass reaching up for the ceiling. Shego grimaced in distaste when she saw the fresh fluids still seeping from the unconscious girl’s orifices. Drakken must have just left the room.

Shego released the girl from the bed and eased her forward onto her stomach before inspecting Kim Possible’s body with a clinical eye. To say that Drakken had not been gentle with the girl would have been a gross misuse of understatement. Shego winced in sympathy at the sight of the electrical burns on the soles of Kim’s feet. It looked as if Drakken had overdone it a little in his use of the stunner.

"You know, Kimmie, I gotta tell you that Uno really has some sort of mad for you," Shego said in an almost conversational tone to the sleeping girl. "I think he really hates you. All the other guys watching the monitors were sporting hard ons. It was kinda funny seeing them try and walk around the room."

Shego grabbed a small cloth off of the cart, dampened it with some water she found in a pitcher and proceeded to wipe down the unconscious girl. Having never worked in a hospital before, Shego guessed that this was pretty close to a sponge bath. Oddly enough she found the experience to be slightly erotic, but figured it had to be some of the leftover hormones from fucking Ron, the sidekick, for several hours straight.

“But Uno on the other hand,” Shego continued telling Kim as she cleaned the teen's body. “He’s a real piece of work; not that badly built either. He could have been carved out of solid rock for all the reaction he displayed while you were getting fucked.”

Before she flipped Kim over onto her back, Shego slathered some burn cream onto Kim’s feet and rubbed a small dab of antibiotic ointment around her asshole. Fortunately, Shego smirked at the thought, Dr. Drakken was not very well endowed otherwise the damage could have been far worse. He would be very pissed to learn that the ‘buffoon’ had him beat in that department. Shego rolled her eyes as she pictured the kind of crazy scheme Drakken would concoct just to assuage his inferiority complex.

“I think Uno wants to drive you nuts,” Shego mused.

Shego flipped the girl over onto her back and began to work the cloth from head to toe. She frowned as she pulled the fleshy mouthguard out of Kim’s mouth and wiped the assorted spittle and spunk off the sleeping girl’s face. Kim moan softly in her sleep as Shego began to wash her torso. It amused Shego to see Kim’s nipples stiffen in response to her care.

“You’ve been a real pain in my ass, Kimmie. I should just kill you right now.” Shego flexed a hand, hearing the satisfying pop of her knuckles. “It would be so easy, but for some reason I don’t want to. I’m finding myself looking forward to going up against you. I want to beat you. One on one. Just you and me. And I'm going to win,” Shego promised.

Shego paused in her washing to assess the girl honestly for the first time. ‘Built right’ was the expression that flitted through her mind. Shego’s eyes traveled over Kim’s nude body from her pert, well-formed breasts to her taut stomach and slender waist. The redhead’s thighs were slim and well toned and silky smooth Shego observed as she absently stroked its length with the cloth.

Kim was definitely built to be a cheerleader, but Shego found it amazing that that the girl could be such a trial in battle. It must have been some sort of genetic memory inherited from her Nana since as far as Shego knew Kim had never taken a lesson in martial arts. Shego found herself wondering how Kim would perform in the sack and derailhat hat train of thought with a firm shake of her head and resumed washing the unconscious girl.

Shego pursed her lips speculatively when she reached the streaks of blood on Kim’s pussy and thighs. There was some tearing, as could be expected for the girl’s first time, but a few dabs of ointment should take care of the injuries. Shego found herself definitely becoming aroused as she washed down Kim’s pussy and rubbed the ointment into the damaged soft tissue. Acting an on impulse she quickly bent and licked Kim’s sex and Kim responded with a soft moan and a shift of her hips. Blushing furiously Shego quickly sat up and finished treating Kim’s wounds. She resisted the temptation stay and explore the redhead’s vulnerable flesh and left the cell with a vaguely disturbed look on her face.

***

In the command center Uno watched in satisfaction as Shego fled from Kim Possible’s cell. “Excellent. Better than I had hoped. The two of you have far to go together. Perhaps it’s time that I finally meet this woman and see what she’s made of.”

A/N: The little thing about the heroine/heroin was inspired by a scene in Galaxyquest between Alan Rickman and Tony Shaloub. "Miners, not minors!" I realize I could have had Shego use a mind control chip, but it was so much more fun to have her shoot Ron in the ass. And of course there are references to various episodes of KP.
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