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The KP Chapters	By : Jayrich Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 113370 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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The Hollywood Chapters 5

Kim slowly attaches the Strap-on to herself, wearing a smug grin that’s hard to hide, even for her. It’s been silent in the room for a full minute, and Camille starts to get nervous.
“What…what are you doing back there?” She asks.
“Just getting the right tools ready.” Kim answers, before slowly making her way towards Camille.
“Y-You, you mean like torture?” Camille says, becoming more nervous. “You can’t do that, you’re the good guy.”
“You really need to check the name, Camille.” Kim tells her. “You know, I took a look at your profile, and it says you’re into a lot of things. Lounging at the Beach, Going Shopping…Anal Sex...”
Those last two words make Camille shiver & widen her eyes in terror. “Uh…like, what are you talking about?”
“No use, Camille.” Kim tells her. “Everybody’s seen the tape with you & the O Boyz.”
“Damn!” Camille utters under her breath. She attempts to break free by scraping the chain of her cuffs against the Stripper Poll, but it’s no use. But she continues to try, that is until she feels her tight white jeans being pulled down to her knees, exposing her pink thong. It continues as Kim pulls down the thong, leaving Camille’s bare ass exposed…and helpless.
“Uh, you’re…not really gonna do this…are you?” She asks.
“Hmm, let’s see. You’re a known criminal who’s withholding information, and you tried to seduce my boyfriend while disguised as me.” Kim states. “Oh, I’m very sure.”
And with that, Kim proceeds with starting the “Interrogation.” She brings the head of the dildo up to Camille’s ass cheeks, stopping for a moment when she reaches her asshole, then pushing one inch in.
“AAGHH!!” Camille yells, startled by the size of it. That doesn’t stop Kim though, as she pumps forward, putting two more inches into Camille.
“You know, I still got a lot more to go.” She says, looking to see if Camille will crack. Surprisingly, the heiress’ lips remain shut, which puts a smirk on Kim’s face. She pushes the dildo into further her ass; five inches, six, seven, eight, nine…until the dildo Strap-On disappears. Camille’s legs begin to wobble & weaken. This is the most she’s ever had in her ass and while it was painful at first, it’s now an experience in pleasure. She clenches the stripper pole, trying desperately to hold her balance.
“Whoa, impressive.” Kim says about Camille taking all of the Strap-on. “But let’s see how long you can last.”
Kim pulls out of Camille halfway, before pumping her asshole with the Strap-on. Camille lets out a grunt with each thrust Kim gives her, and shockingly becomes wetter by the second. As Kim continues to punish her backside, Camille tries frantically to free herself again, only this time so she can finger her soaking pussy. After a minute, Kim notices just how wet she’s become.
“You’re starting to enjoy this.” She says, stopping her pumping motion. “I’ll keep going gently if I get the answers I want. Now, mind telling me what you’re doing out of prison?”
“Ugh, uh…I got out on good behavior?” That wasn’t the answer Kim was looking for, and she lets Camille know by forcibly shoving the Strap-on deeper. “OH, GOD! OK, I escaped! I morphed into one of the guards and broke out!”
“That makes sense.” Kim says, slowing down her strokes. “But what are you doing in Hollywood?”
Camille just scoffs. “Like, I AM Hollywood. This town would fall to pieces if I wasn’t in it.” Kim takes a moment to think, and determines that it’s not the whole truth. She shoves the Strap-on back deep into Camille’s ass, startling her. “AGH! Look, I told you the truth!”
“Not the whole truth.” Kim replies, quickening her thrusts. Camille can now feel every inch of the Strap-on probing her faster & faster, and she’s unable to do anything to stop it, but cave in.
“OK! I had a deal with some Movie Company to make a movie about my life!” Camille confesses. “And then, that tubby mess DNAmy started wrecking studios! She almost attacked mine!”
“Sounds about right. And don’t worry, I’ll handle DNAmy.” Kim says, before switching the subject. “Now…about you & Ron…”
Camille starts smiling nervously. “Uh, well…you see, I didn’t…AAAGGHHHH!!!!”
Kim slams the Strap-on into Camille ass and begins pounding it mercilessly. “You see, I’m getting tired of my arch foes ending up having their way with him, and it ends now. So this is a clear message, telling you that RON’S…”
She gives Camille a deep thrust.
“…OFF…”
Then another one.
“…LIMITS!!!”
And a final thrust the finishes it.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
It’s the largest & longest orgasm that Camille has ever experienced, and it almost makes her go completely limp. Her eyes nearly roll into the back of her head, and as Kim pulls out of her, she falls to her knees almost lifelessly. Her snatch is still soaking as Camille is left helpless; the sight brings a smile to Kim’s face, as she turns away.
“Now I know how Shego felt when she did that to me.” She says, referring to the last time she faced Shego. Taking off the Strap-on, she stuffs it back into the black bag and leaves the room, back into the main club area to look for Ron & Monique. It takes a few minutes, but Camille is able to snap out of her orgasm-induced daze. She tries to morph into someone smaller so she can escape the cuffs, but finds it hard to concentrate, or even summon the strength.
“Dammit, I’m too weak!” She says, frustrated. “This is so not fair, I so do not deserve this. There’s no way this moment can get any worse.”
As those words leave her lips, she hears the door opening again, followed by a familiar voice.
“I knew we’d find the little slut here.”
Turning herself around on the pole, Camille looks to see that last person she ever wanted to see in a situation like this…Shego, who’s accompanied by Junior carrying a large brown leather bag.
“What the…what are you doing here?” Camille demands.
“Shego wished to shake down nightclubs for their earnings.” Junior tells her.
“Gotta stay in practice.” Shego adds, clenching her fingers and stretching them out before looking over at Camille. “Did I just miss some Hollywood Orgy or something?”
“NO! I was…uh…nothing!” Camille says, not wanting Shego to know about the humiliating ordeal. Unfortunately for her, Shego begins to catch on.
“Oh just leave her.” Junior says. “She was probably with that Nicky Nick again. They like to do the weird stuff like this.”
“No…no, I think it’s something more.” Shego says with a grin as she walks over to Camille. She squats down and gently lifts up Camille’s head, meeting her eye-to-eye. “So how about it Blondie, wanna come clean?”
Camille turns her head away from Shego, snuffing her. But that only puts a sinister smirk on her face. “Okay. You wanna keep your lips shut for the first time, fine by me.” Shego says, walking over to the bag Junior was carrying. She unzips it and digs through the contents before pulling out her item of choice…a 12-inch Strap-on. “I got ways of making you talk.”
A wave of déjà vu washes over Camille as she peers her head over to Shego…and sees the lethal weapon in her hand. Her ass begins to pulsate in pain just from the thought of her using it, but strangely, a small part of her wants it to be used. Shego attaches the Strap-on to herself, as Junior looks on in shock.
“You…you carry a Strap-on with you?” He asks.
“It’s intended for a certain someone else.” Shego confesses as she slowly walks over to the still helpless Camille. “But…I think I can give it a test run here. But first, I think it needs some lubrication.”
With those words, Shego grabs the back of Camille’s hair and shoves the dildo into her mouth. With forceful thrusts she moves it in & out of her mouth, as Camille struggles to break free. Inadvertently though, she does the job well, and a moment later, Shego pulls out to reveal a soaked dildo. As Camille coughs and gasps for breath, Shego slowly moves behind her, eyeing Camille’s still bare backside.
“Looks like someone’s already done a number on you.” She says. “Hope you don’t mind if I take the backdoor entrance as well!”
On that last word, Shego, without warning, puts the dildo to Camille’s asshole before slamming it deep forcefully, almost causing Camille’s eyes to pop out of her head. Her breath is knocked out of her and she barely has time to recover as Shego starts to pound her backside mercilessly. She grabs hold of Camille’s hips and jackhammers her ass, slamming into it with reckless abandon on each thrust.
“Are your lips a little looser now?” Shego says with a grin, enjoying it. “Wanna tell me who did this to you?”
“GAH!!!” Camille responds, almost unable to put together a complete sentence. Her grip on the pole is starting to weaken, as are her knees and her will to hold out. It doesn’t go unnoticed by Shego, who only begins to pound her harder in order to get the answer she wants.
“I can do this all day!” Shego tells her with a sadistic grin. “TALK! Who did this to you?”
As Camille feels an even bigger orgasm coming on, her will finally breaks.
“It…IT WAS…KIM…POSSIBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!”
At that moment, everything gives out for Camille. Her body goes limp, and as Shego pulls out of her, she drops to the floor, barely able to lift a muscle. Shego rips the Strap-on off of her in a blind rage, one that’s growing by the second.
“WHAT??? That Redhead is in this town!?” She growls. “And…she stole my thing? Oh, then I’m gonna have a real fun time tonight!”
Igniting her hands with her concentrated Kinetic Energy, she storms towards the door intending to start a womanhunt for the Crime fighter to have that talk. At least until Senior Junior jumps up and stands in her way.
“Wait, you cannot leave to do that!” He tells her.
“Out of my WAY, Rich Boy!” Shego barks. “I’m gonna make Miss Cheerleader pay for stealing my thing!”
“Your thing?” Junior asks, confused.
“My thing!” She replies. “Where I do the torture, with the Strap-on, and, it’s just that…BACK OFF, BEEFCAKE!!!!”
“WAIT! My father’s Studio is still in peril!” Junior pleads. “I am still in need of your assistance! You cannot just leave me!” He falls to his knees, begging for her not to run off in his hour of need. It’s a pathetic sight to her, and a familiar one as she remembers Drakken being like that so many times before. And it’s enough to change her mind.
“Alright, ALRIGHT! I’ll stay!” She says, as Junior stands back up. “But once your Daddy’s studio is safe…I’m going Cheerleader hunting.”
Even Later That Night…
The time now is 4am on the dot, and the Parties that have littered around Beverly Hills have just come to an end. The night air that was once full of loud music and celebrity chatter is almost eerily silent. Sunrise is just a little over an hour away, and Ron is just now lying down in bed in the guest bedroom, with Rufus resting on his shoulder. Wearing only his black mission shirt, gray socks and a pair of blue & white Boxers (gift from Kim), Ron exhaustedly flips through the gigantic Flat-screen TV in front of him, until he finds something of big interest to him on.
“Aw, Score!” He says as his eyes light up. “A Captain Constellation Marathon!” Rufus’s eyes light up as well, and the two prepare for some vintage action-adventure until…
“RON!!!” Kim yells from the bathroom, causing him to change the channel. It’s clear she isn’t over Ron & her Dad practically brainwashing her into loving the show.
“Aw man! The Rockets were go, too.” Ron sulks, as does Rufus.
“Aren’t you supposed to be going to bed?” Kim asks, still in the bathroom.
“Well, it’s not my fault that Britina’s Guest TV has over 2,178 Channels.” Ron tells her. “I mean I’m still in the 500’s here. A TV like this can give a guy insomnia.”
At that moment, the light in the bathroom is turned off and Kim steps into the doorway, wearing a white sheer top, thigh-high stockings…and nothing else but a seductive smirk. “Then I got just the thing that’ll cure it. Rufus?”
Immediately the Naked Mole Rat scampers away from Ron & out of the room, giving Kim & Ron their privacy. Kim slowly strolls over to the bed as Ron’s eyes follow her every move. Reaching the bed, she climbs into it and crawls over to her man, then straddles him, ready for action. She can feel that Ron is ready as well, with a raging erection that threatens to rip through his boxers.
“Damn…sexy!” He says about Kim’s bedtime outfit.
“I knew you’d like it.” She replies with a smirk. “Just something I found in my Mom’s closet.”
And like clockwork, the thought of Mrs. Possible wearing the very same outfit Kim is fills Ron’s mind. That only serves to make him even harder, to the point where he can’t wait. Kim scoots back and pulls down his boxers, letting his Cock out into the open. Gripping it with her right hand, she guides herself down onto his pipe, taking every inch of him. But instead of starting right off, she just sits there and enjoys the moment, as does Ron.
“Oh God, I need this.” Kim moans. “Damn mission trail’s gone cold. I can’t find any clue on where DNAmy could be.”
“Didn’t Camille tell you anything?” Ron asks, putting his hands on her hips.
“She only knew about the attacks.” Kim replies.
“You mean she wasn’t involved with them? Then why’d she lure me to that club?”
“Because she wanted you to herself.” Kim tells him.
It takes a moment, but Ron gets what she means. “Oh. OH! Uh…well, I’m flattered but…”
“Don’t worry, I took care of her.” Kim says. “Plus it gave me a chance to try the Strap-on interrogation.”
“Wait, you used a Strap-on on Camille? And didn’t let me see?” Ron asks upset.
“Yep, missed the show.” Kim tells him with a sexy grin. “But you’ve got a front row seat to a better one right now.”
She puts her hands on his chest and rocks her hips slowly, being in no rush for this to end quickly. Ron moves his hips up & down in unison, pumping her snatch and making it wetter. The moonlight shines in through the window and dimly illuminates the room. As he pumps into her, Ron finds himself unable to take his eyes off of Kim’s breasts which jiggle & bounce hypnotically with her movements. Taking his left hand, he runs it under her top and begins to grope them, much to her enjoyment.
“UHN!!!” She moans, as Ron’s Rod continues to reach deep inside of her. He moves his right hand further and begins to palm her perfect bottom, gently squeezing it as she rides him. After a few minutes, Kim moves her hands, then reaches down and starts pulling off Ron’s shirt. He helps her along the way, and then tosses it to the floor, showing his bare chest. Kim’s top is next as she takes it off and tosses beside Ron’s shirt. Ron leans forward and presses his lips to hers, while palming her ass with both hands now. After a moment he breaks the kiss and starts moving down her body, pecking certain spots and making her even more excited.
“Oh God, Ron.” She moans, before surprisingly pushing him back down. She leans down with him and shoves her mouth into his, all while still rocking her hips back & forth. Ron always did love it when Kim takes charge in the bed, and this instance was no different. Her tongue ventures into his mouth and he quickly welcomes it with his. Her breasts are pressed against his chest, and he can feel just how hard her nipples have become. Minutes pass before Kim breaks the kiss and sits back up. She increases his speed, feeling the urge to cum, and Ron follows suit.
“Oh yeah! Fuck me, Ron.” She yells. “Fuck me good!”
Her hands go back onto his chest as he begins to drill into her pussy, letting out grunts with each thrust. His body begins to glisten with sweat, as does Kim’s. Her usually well-kept red hair is now becoming frazzled, and her breathing heavier. Taking her left hand, she begins to rub her clit as Ron pounds her snatch. She bites her lower lip, and feels an orgasm coming on, but tries to hold out as long as she can. Unfortunately, with Ron’s Cock working her, it’s not very long.
“Oh…Oh, Fuck! I’m gonna cum, Ron!”
Ron tries to hold out himself, but that too is a futile effort. “KP…I hope you’re still on that pill!” He doesn’t know the answer, and it would be too late anyway. He shoots a hot stream of Ron-ness deep inside of her, as Kim basks in the glow of her orgasm. Both of them cum at the same time like always. Kim then climbs off of her man and lies down beside him.
“So not the drama.” She tells him. “The pill’s still working, so no big.”
She gives him a peck on the cheek before rolling over, with her back towards him. Usually around this time Ron would go off to sleep right beside Kim. But as he takes a quick glance down, he sees Kim’s body again, which makes blood rush back to “little Ron.” Knowing he won’t get any good sleep with this hard-on, he decides to make use of it.
“Uh, Kim? Still sporting a hard-on here.” He tells her, which brings a grin to her face.
“Then we should do something about it.” She answers, all but inviting him to go for it. He doesn’t have to be told twice, as he rolls over and gets into the spooning position. He lifts up her leg slightly and guides his Dick through her soaked love lips and back deep inside of her.
“Uhh. Oh yeah.” She moans, welcoming his Cock back within her. She reaches down and pulls the bed sheet over her & Ron as Ron starts to plow her from behind. He wraps his right arm around Kim and fondles her breasts again, as she rubs her legs against his. The soft fabric of her stockings arouses Ron even more, and drives him to go on. The sound of skin slapping skin now starts to fill the room, but neither of them cares a bit about it. Kim starts to rub her clit again with her right hand, while using her left hand to help Ron with her breasts.
“God I love your pussy, KP.” Ron tells her.
“And I love your Cock!” She moans back.
The two lovers are now drenched in sweat, and Kim’s hair is a frazzled mess. She moans and grunts with each stroke her man gives her, and is pushed closer to her limit as well. Soon, neither of them can hold out.
“Oh God KP, I’m gonna cum again!” Ron yells.
“Me too!” She screams. “Cum in me, Ron! FILL ME UP!!!”
Ron does exactly as instructed, letting loose his load for a second time inside of her. Kim shivers in pleasure, enjoying her second and more intense orgasm of the night. This time though, she doesn’t bother to move away, and neither does Ron to pull out. The two stay as there are, enjoying the moment and the silence, at least until Kim breaks it.
“Hey, Ron.” She says. “Before I forget, Dr. Director and I came up with a plan to draw DNAmy out of hiding. But you’re…”
“…Gonna have to be the distraction again?” Ron finishes. “You know, I don’t get enough Health Care being the distraction.”
“Trust me.” Kim tells him, staying close to him and keeping his arm wrapped around her. “You’ll like this distraction.”
The Next Afternoon…
At Triple S Studios in Hollywood, the cast & crew of the latest movie being shot are going through their takes when they’re interrupted by the sound of loud honking. As they look over towards the entrance, they spot an entire entourage making their way into the studio. In the middle of the crowd, wearing shades, a Members Only jacket, Khakis, designer Sneakers and a fat gold chain around his neck…is Ron Stoppable.
“Yo, Yo, Yo!” He says. “What’s happening, my peeps! The Ron Man is here with the new star of this flick, the Mole Rat in the Buff, Rufus!”
Rufus climbs out of Ron’s jacket pocket and onto his shoulder before putting on his shades and folding his arms over his chest. “Yeah!”
Ron poses in the same manor as the cast & crew rush over to see the new star. For safety, 4 large bodyguards surround Rufus & Ron, or so it would seem. In reality they’re actually undercover Global Justice Agents. The previous day Kim & Dr. Director came up with a plan to lure DNAmy out of hiding by portraying Rufus as the next new Hollywood Animal star. Ron is playing the role of Rufus’ manager, while Bonnie & Monique, behind Ron, are playing Rufus’ groupies.
“This is so demeaning.” Bonnie says under her breath. “Playing groupie to that naked hamster.”
“Oh, like you wouldn’t be doing this for some big name celebrity.” Monique counters.
“Well, that’s different.” Bonnie scoffs. “Ron is not a big name celebrity.”
“YOU!!!”
The admiration for Ron & Rufus stop, and everyone turns to a corner in the Studio to see a fuming DNAmy standing there, shaking in anger alongside one of her mutations, the Man-Poodle. “YOU…BIG…MEANIES!!! How dare you pick that Naked…THING, over my lovable, adorable creation!” The Man-Poodle shows his gratitude for the kind words by licking DNAmy’s cheek, an act that isn’t favored by anyone in the room.
“ICK! Wrong-Sick.” Bonnie says.
“That’s what I’m saying.” Monique agrees.
DNAmy angrily storms toward the entourage, or more specifically Ron. “It’s little runt nude animals like you, that make it so hard for my creations to…wait, you’re that Ron Stoppable guy.”
The look on Ron’s face turns into a smug one. “Yep.”
DNAmy starts to look worried. “But…but that means…”
“That I’m here, too.”
Before DNAmy can react, she’s nailed in the back by Kim, swinging in from the rafters. DNAmy tumbles across the floor a bit before coming to a stop. Her anger now raging, she stands back up and points at Kim. “GET HER, MY PETS!!!”
Almost immediately several Mutant Poodle-Men storm the Studio and surround Kim, who doesn’t look worried at all. “I was expecting you guys to make an appearance.”
Grabbing her watch, she makes an adjustment to it that affects more than the time it takes. Her new Purple & Black mission outfit slowly fades away, revealing her Blue & White Battle Suit underneath. From there she leaps into battle, taking on all of them at once as Ron looks on.
“OK, why does KP always get the cool gadgets?” He says, as a large shadow casts behind him. He feels their presence and turns around, only to see the last thing he ever wanted to. “No…not the Chipmunks again!”
Sure enough, several of DNAmy’s Mutant Chipmunk bodyguards are ready to “welcome” Ron to the fight again, and that causes him to run for his life with them in hot pursuit.
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!”
Monique looks on from the sidelines, while Bonnie takes cover and hides behind a prop brick wall.
“Well, this is bad.” Monique tells herself. “Hope Ron can outrun those…” She stops herself when she notices a package sitting next to her on the table, one that has seemed to appear out of nowhere. She looks around to see who could’ve left it there, and after a moment she spots a grinning Hoodie off in the distance, saluting her before departing. Quickly, Monique rips open the package and pulls out a Black & Blue Hoodie that has the same designs as Kim’s Battle Suit. It’s Ron’s Battle Hoodie.
“RON! CATCH!!!” She tosses it to him as he runs past and he catches it.
“BOOYAH!!! BATTLE HOODIE!!!” Making some distance between him and the Mutant Chipmunks, Ron quickly puts on the hood and readies himself for action. But as the Chipmunks surround him, he feels nothing from the suit. “OK, I take back the Boo-yah. Nothing’s happening!”
Monique begins to panic, until she spots a card with the wrapping of the package that reads, “Activate by wearing Hood.”
“RON, PUT THE HOOD ON!!!” She yells to him.
Seeing no other choice as they close in on him, Ron flips the Hood on and charges forward. Instantly, lines on his Hoodie begins to light up and glow just like Kim’s Battle Suit, and Ron feels the ability of Monkey Fu coursing through him. Leaping forward, he takes out one Chipmunk with a Double-Fist Smash, then follows it up with a Leg Sweep that takes down two more. The final one charges him, but Ron uses his momentum to perform a monkey flip that sends the poor creature dozens of feet in the air before crashing down hard. Ron quickly hops back to his feet, grinning from ear to ear.
“Aw YEAH! Reinstated BOOYAH!!!” He cheers. “The Ron-Man can rumble!”
In the midst of the fighting, DNAmy decides to make her leave, sneaking discreetly past the brawlers and over to the Studio exit. Once she reaches it though she receives a rude surprise…dozens of Global Justice Agents surround her.
“DNAmy, you’re under arrest!” The Lead Agent says, walking over and slapping the handcuffs on her.
“Oh, Poo!” She pouts. “And I wanted a director to give me my close-up.”
Back at the fights, Kim is finishing up with DNAmy’s creatures. A Jumping Roundhouse Kick KO’s the last Man-Poodle, as he drops to the ground. “There, that should do it.” She says confidently. She turns her attention over to the Agents who’re hauling off DNAmy, and doesn’t notice one last Man-Poodle sneaking up from behind. He’s ready to pounce, and just as Kim turns to see him, Ron comes in for the save, delivering a Power Shoulder Block that sends him flying into another Movie set, completely wrecking it.
“Ron! Thanks for the save!” She tells him. “But…how exactly did you do that? And why are you wearing a Hoodie which is glowing like my Battle Suit?”
“Uh, well…you know, just a little something-something I got around town.” Ron answers, playing it off to not reveal the truth. “I mean the Ron-Man has connections. I know how to get favors.”
Bonnie & Monique join the two as Kim looks back at Ron, not completely believing him. “Uh-huh. And one of those favors wouldn’t involve sex, would it?”
Both Ron & Monique begin to grin nervously, while Bonnie decides to take advantage of the situation. “I’m guessing it does.” She says, turning to Monique. “Monique, you should be ashamed of yourself. Is that all you think Ron is for? Sex? I’m ashamed to know you.”
“Who are you kidding, girl?” Monique shoots back. “You & Britina were going at it with Ron like he was the last man on earth.” That comment causes Kim to switch her glare to Bonnie, who’s just been caught. “That’s right, girl. Britina may be rich & famous, but Homegirl has some thin walls.”
Ron drops his head in shame as Bonnie starts stuttering, trying to explain herself. The Global Justice Agents fly off using their jetpacks with DNAmy in tow, and it’s just the opening that a certain someone needed. A figure that was lurking in the shadows during the fight finally makes an appearance, and interrupts Team Possible.
“Hope I’m not interrupting your Teen Angst Moment.”
In that very instant, a cold chill travels down the spine of both Kim & Ron. They never expected to hear her voice again, and they can’t believe they’re hearing it now. But as they turn towards the exit, their suspicion is made reality. Shego stands in the doorway, wearing a sadistic smirk along with the Battle Suit Junior made for her.
“Th…Th…That’s the Green Lady.” Bonnie says, backing up slowly along with Monique.
“Shego?” Kim says in shock.
“Alive?” Ron adds, experiencing the same shock.
“Alive…and KICKING!!!”
Shego clenches her fists as several neon glowing green lines run up her suit, illuminating it brightly. As Junior walks in and joins her side, Shego ignites her fists until they burn fiercely with her green energy. This sight surprises Kim & Ron even more.
“Uh, KP?” Ron gulps, worried about his girlfriend. “Shego’s got a…”
“I know.” Kim interrupts in serious tone. She prepares herself for a brutal fight as Shego stretches into her Eagle Claw stance, ready to rip the life out of the Teen Superhero. The smirk has faded from her face, replaced with a look of cold hatred.
“Get ready for the pain, Bitch.”
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