Kim Possible: A Corrupted Heroine | By : Lunarchymoon Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 45558 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Thank god for skirts! Kim thought to herself as she slipped on the only piece of clothing she had that allowed her to keep her promise to The Lesbian without it being blatantly obvious. So far she had been forced to use the cylinder on three people, Ron, Rufus, and the pilot. Ron didn't mention it again after that, but it was clear from his stare that he liked what he saw. The entire flight home his eyes were locked on her womanly folds, unrelenting in his gaze. The thing that bothered her the most was how much she enjoyed it. It's Ron! She had to keep reminding herself of that to prevent her from 'giving him a show.' By the time she arrived home, her pussy was throbbing, desperatly needing her attention. Thankfully she had been the only one home, both her parents were at work, and the twins were spending the night at one of their little friends' house. The moment she reached her bedroom, she flopped onto the bed and went to work. It was the best time she'd ever done it, sliding her fingers deep into her sensative hole, making her entire body quiver with pleasure. Her twat was warm and wet around her fingers, squeezing them with a moist firmness that made her moan. She than moved her hand up her shirt, gently beginning to caress her breast, feeling her nipple hardening between her fingers. She closed her eyes, beginning to picture the members from her cheerleading squad. How many times had she seen up their skirts? How many times had she watched them undress in the changing rooms without appreciating their beautful bodies? Too many Kim concluded. Masturbating was wonderful, but right now she wanted a girl. Who can I invite over right now? Kim asked herself, right now she was desperate, she would have fucked her own mother if she had been home. The list was small, but their was one name that stood out in her head. Monique! It took every ounce of will power she had to pull her fingers out of her twat and reach for the phone.
Finding a clean skirt that wasn't either too formal or part of a cheer uniform proved difficult, but at long last she had found one, as well as a shirt that matched perfectly.
"I have to stay home and wait for the cable guy to show up, but you can come over if you want!" Monique explained over the phone.
"Sounds good! Be there in a jiff!"
Once she was dressed, she began to lay out the tools The Lesbian had given her. There was the cylinder. Use this to alter the perception of people around you, it will make them far more suggestive. Next was a small bottle of what looked like perfume. "Concentrated bioengineered pheromones, the smallest wiff is enough to throw any girl into a lustful frenzy." After that was a small kit filled with five syringes of the same syrum the Lesbian had injected Kim with. "My prized creation, the nympheria virus. Injecting will result in instant effects, although consumption will produce the same results, it will just take longer. The nympheria virus is also somewhat contageous, becoming more potent with each sexual encounter." The last item Kim pulled from her pack was another syringe, this one filled with a bright pink liquid. "Type two Nympheria, far more potent then the normal strain. Type two Nympheria will supress nearly everything about a woman, with the exception of their sex drive."
Maybe I'll use this on Bonnie! Kim thought to herself. The idea made Kim smile, she wouldn't actually do it, but it was nice to fantasize. Kim tossed the Nympheria syringes into her back and slid the cylinder into her back pocket. Kim than picked up the small perfume bottle, unscrewing the lid to take a small sniff. The resulting wave of lust was enough to force Kim to her knees. Before she even knew what was happening, her fingers were knuckle deep in her twat, and she was cumming over the floor. Kim sat there for a while, trying to catch her breath. I'm stronger than this! She forced herself to her feet. There were a few wet spots on her skirt, but Kim knew they would dry before she reached Moniques house. I just hope Monique isn't.
"Hey girl! What took you so long?" Monique was even sexier than kim had remembered, her soft ebony skin, her gorgious hips, her full lips; even the scent of her made Kim's knees wobble.
"H-hey Monique! Can I come in?"
"Of course... is there something wrong?"
"N-no, I'm fine." Just fucking horny as hell!
Monique nodded softly, stepping aside to let Kim in.
"Can we go up to your room?"
"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong!"
"That's not what your face is saying!"
"Monique, I'm fine! Really!" Kim forced a smile in a vain attempt to ease Monique's suspicions.
"If you insist..."
Kim clutched the perfume bottle in her hand as the two girls entered Monique's room. Monique had begun talking about some sale at Club Banana, but Kim wasn't paying attention. She was far too nervous, this was Monique, one of her best friends in the world, and she was about to... Kim discretely sprayed the perfume bottle onto her neck, instantly feeling the effects. It was all she could do not to plunge her fingers deep between her thighs. It was clear Monique was starting to feel it too because she suddenly stopped.
"Wh-what's that smell?" She asked, sniffing the air. Monique's face began to blush a bright red, and she started to fidget uncontrollably. "I...I have to go to the bathroom!" With that Monique bolted out of the room, rushing down the hall, and slamming the door behind her. Kim knew that Monique was playing with herself in there, and as hard as it was to resist doing the same, Kim wanted Monique.
"Monique?" Kim knocked on the bathroom door, but Monique didn't answer.
"Monique, I'm coming in!"
"Noooo!" Monique screamed as Kim opened the door, finding her friend sitting on the toilet, fingering herself uncontrollably. "Get out!" Monique screamed, tears rolling down her cheeks as she vigorously fucked herself.
"D-do you need help?" Kim offered, stepping into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
Monique didn't know what to say to that. I'm not gay! She wanted to scream at Kim. Niether are you? What's gotten into you kim? None of these words left her lips. Maybe just this one time! Monique began to think, it felt so good, and the thought of being touched by anyone, even another girl, was sounding really good right now. Everyone experiments a bit, who would know? Monique hesitantly began to spread her legs, looking down at Kim with a blushing face.
"Shall we take it to the room?" Kim offered, holding out her hand to Monique.
Letting her pants and panties fall from her ankles, Monique took Kim's hand. She doesn't even seem bothered by the fact I was just using this hand to... pleasure myself. Kim, whats gotten into you girl? Before Monique could say another word, however, she found Kim's tongue forcing it's way into her mouth. Blushing, Monique began to kiss back, gently beginning to work her hand up Kim's shirt to caress her soft breasts. They barely made it to the bedroom before they were rolling overtop of each other, ripping and tugging at one another's clothes and body. It didn't take too long for Monique to notice that Kim wasn't wearing anything underneath her skirt, but before she could question it, she was pressing her cunt against Kims and grinding against her.
Kim panted softly, looking up at Monique. She's so wet! Kim thought to herself, watching as Monique began to undress herself further, pulling off her top, then undoing her bra, exposing her flawless dark breasts. Kim laid back, letting Monique ride her with a seemingly endless vigor. The way Monique's breasts kept bouncing sent shivers down Kim's spine.
"Fuck me Kim!" Monique begged, holding Kim's leg for support as she grinded against her. "Fuck me harder! Please!"
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