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kImproper Desires:Fetish Fueled	By : catrlgirl Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Kim/Shego Views: 10315 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kim was roughly pulled from the wall as Shego groped the warm body pressed to her. Those green handsand those sharp claws grazed overthe redheaded world hero’s back raising tiny thin welts under the shirt. Shego grinned as Kim let her hands grip that full muscular ass,feeling the suit over her flesh. When they pulled part Shego saw it. Just like her. Just like how she couldn’t resist what she wanted, neither could Kim resist the lure of what she had been denying.

Kim’s clothes came off in a fury. She was sure her shirt ripped at the seam as she tugged it over her head. Shego peeled off her suit. The second skin slithered off of her and Shego couldn’t seem to get it off fast enough. The green woman tossed her suit away and was on Kim before the teen could even get the complicated belt holding her pants off. Kim was back against the wall and Shego sliced through the belt with a flaming hand. Kim’s pants hung loosely on her hips and Shego was sucking on that peach throat instantly as the pants were ripped down to pool around Kim’s ankles. Kim arched her back when Shego’s teeth came down sharp against her throat.
The redhead could smell how much Shego wanted her. After the clothes finally finished their frenzied removal they were back together. It was…. It just was. They were like animals.
Shego bit Kim’s shoulder drawing blood and the younger woman twitched as her nails dug into the ample flesh of Shego’s ass. Shego’s hand teased Kim’s slick hole making the teen tremble.
“Oh, Kimmie, you have no idea how wrong this is,” Shego purred. The heroine didn’t care. Her mind was filled with pleasure like she hadn’t expected or known existed under Shego’s rough treatment. Her shoulder ache from the still fresh oozing bite as Shego worked her dripping slit with gusto. Kim couldn’t stop the moans coming from deep in her throat. Shego silenced her with her tongue. Up against that wall an appetite Kim had been hiding and suppressing was awakened with the force of a titan.
She pushed back and Shego let her off the wall. She took those big green tits in her hands and gave them a painfully hard squeeze. Shego laughed and licked her lips. “You wanna’ fuck me Kimmie? Then do it.”
How they ended up on the floor neither of them knew, but they did. They ended up tangled on the floor Kim’s screams drowning out the guttural moans on the video. Kim couldn’t stop writhing the way Shego teased her clit in a way Ron never had.
“Kimmie likes that, doesn’t she?”
“Hell yes,” the redhead hissed as Shego did it again using her thumb to keep pressing that happy button and make Kim drool. The lithe cheerleader reached up managing to grip Shego’s ass and grope it. The green woman felt those fingers teasing her and arched back against them. Kim felt the slickness dripping on her fingers and wiggled them fast against Shego. What Kim lacked in skill she made up for in passion and speed. Oh that itch got scratched for them in a violent tangle of legs arms and teeth leaving them both bruised and Kim bleeding.
Kim laid there spread eagle leaking onto the floor gazing up at Shego with those glassy eyes. “You have no idea what you’re getting into, Kimmie. It doesn’t stop. It breaks something inside of you. It takes you over. It’s why I turned evil, Princess. ”
Kim snarled, ignoring Shego words. The green woman was between Kim’s legs then making the redhead scream with her tongue. Kim’s screams were high pitched and rose up over the ones from the video. Her legs twitched like they had a mind of their own as that warm tongue snaked deeper inside her teasing her folds. Shego purred making her tongue vibrate slightly. The green woman probed Kim with her tongue as her hand worked that swollen pink clit. Kim’s eyes rolled back as Shego kept drawing more and more hot pleasure from her. She couldn’t stop her hips bucking and Shego couldn’t stop her free hands from ramming into her own soaked and throbbing slit.
Kim just let the images dance all will to suppress or fight them long thrown away. She saw her fist crushing the goons face. She felt the bones in his face crack and she just kept hitting him. She heard him moan and saw him twitch as her pleasure peaked higher and higher. The image shifted and she was standing over a goon with the staff she had stolen. She was helpless to the fantasy. When she let the staff slam into his face she couldn’t stop the guttural pleasures sigh that escaped her lips. She couldn’t stop her hips from bucking faster as the goon in her sick fantast begged. She sent the thick staff slamming into his wrists when he tried to cover is face.
Shego saw her expression. Saw her eyes rolled back and the drool escaping the corner of her mouth. Oh it was beautiful. This was never what she had expected. She had been expecting to shock Kim and then take her down fast … just like Hench. She was going to end the little heroine. But no, Kim had responded to her taunt. Kim had shown her true colors. Kim was just as broken. And somewhere deep in Shego’s mind where the pleasure and the sensation stopped she knew it made sense. But not right then. Shego was just as lost as Kim at this moment. She was just as buried under the pleasure.
When the orgasm crushed over Kim it was like sticking her finger in an electric socket. It was like taking a breath after nearly drowning. It took over her whole body. Every single muscle contracted and her brain burst leaving her paralyzed and unaware. Satisfied. That is what Kim felt for what she knew somewhere in a place that her mind still functioned was for the first time. Finally no repression. No more denial. She had seen so many thing flash before her eyes. She had seen herself do things she couldn’t imagine but somehow had. Blood and violence and screams and gasps.
Shego wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and grinned as she kept pumping herself.

“Brace yourself Kimmie, you sick, fuck, this won’t stop, for a long time. What this is doesn’t ever really stop you just hit a short pause.”
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Kim stumbled out of the warehouse her clothes askew and her body sore and battered. She leaned against a light post trying to make sense if what had just happened. Her legs were wobbly and she could feel the bite mark on her shoulder swelling. She was sore between her legs and she had…. She had…. What had she done?
“W..ade?” Kim said as she activated her kimmunicator.
“KIM!!? KIM WHAT HAPPENED?”
“I’m okay Wade. Shego got away.” That wasn’t true. Kim had let her walk away as she was sprawled on the cold floor exhausted. It had taken more than half an hour before Kim felt like she could move.
Shego had walked away saying, “You’ll hear from me soon, Princess.”
“I… I lost.”
Those two words meant more than Wade would ever know. Kim had lost to whatever it was that had been haunting her over the last month. She had lost to the creeping darkness making her want to hurt people. She had lost to the desire for violence.
“It’s okay Kim. Should I send in GJ for cleanup?”
“No, there’s nothing here. It was just the abandoned warehouse. Nothing to clean up this time I’m going home.”
“Okay, Kim. I’ll keep a search out for Shego. I’ll keep GJ on high alert too. I’ll arrange for pickup.”
The redhead took a deep breath. She felt hollow and everything seemed fuzzy. She had done something very wrong. Something more wrong than anything else she had done in her life. She had she couldn’t even express it in thought. She was shutting down. She just wasn’t there. The girl who could do anything had found something she couldn’t handle herself.
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Shego stretched languid and satisfied in a way she hadn’t been in a long time. It was ironic and made so much sense. Kim had been trekking the world and being a hero ever since she had been a kid. She had grown up riding the rush just like Shego had. She had grown up avoiding death and being on a near constant adrenaline high… so had Shego. It made sense but then Shego wasn’t normal. She hadn’t been since her world had gone back-asswards in a ball of fire. She hadn’t been normal since the color had been leached from her skin and given her the power to hold plasma fire in her hands and heal nearly instantaneously. Not since she had been thirteen years old. After the accident nothing had been the same. Kimberly Sheridan VanGoh had changed for eternity. It had started a week after they had been put in the isolation ward of the hospital.
It was like she was on fire, every move or twitch making her burn between her legs. Her cunt had been like a living thing. Driving her insane. Almost every moment alone when the doctors weren’t testing her or trying to see if she was radioactive she had been in her empty little hospital room with her hands buried in her pussy. It had been maddening. Of course the young green girl had been unable to hide it for more than a day or two.
The doctors didn’t understand. It had been the most unbearable week of her life. After the third time they had had to physically pull her hands out of her soaking snatch before they could run exams on her they had strapped her down. It had been good that she had been kept in a separate room from her brothers. She knew she would have done them. She would have begged Hego or Mego to plow her stupid. She had been screaming on that exam table strapped down. Screaming to be fucked like a horny animal. The doctors ignored her. They just kept running test after test. Scans. Patches. The doctor couldn’t understand why it had happened to her but not her brothers. They had come up with many theories. There had been one about her being the only on right on the peak of puberty after the incident. Her older brothers had already gotten to a hormonally stable point. What with Hego being seventeen and Mego being sixteen. Well as stable as teenage boys got.
“Please,” She had begged arching her hips pointlessly as she was strapped town. “FUCK ME!!!!!! HURRY!!!!” She had begged and pleaded and screamed leaking onto the table until they had sedated her. She had spent that day in a drug induced state of unconsciousness when her voice had gone raw from screaming at them to make her mind go blank with pleasure. She couldn’t bear it. She burned for it and she couldn’t do anything.
When she woke up again there was no change except her voice had healed during the hours of being comatose basically. And when she had woken up she had started again. She had started begging and screaming for someone to split her thirteen year old pussy open with something anything.
“GOD!!!! ANYONE!! ANYONE HELP ME!!!!!! DO YOU FUCKING DOCTORS NOT HAVE EARS!! ”
The theory had turned to her being the only female and whatever had mutated them was making her body like this to force her to mate to spread the mutation to future generations. There had been some thoughts of the incident causing a nervous disease called PGAD. Persistent Genital Arousal Syndrome. But no one as young had ever presented with symptoms. And no one knew of the pulsations and pain presenting so strongly. When they ran out of theories she had been moved to a different observation room. And they had jabbed her with a big needle and she had cum like a fountain gasping in bliss. Oh that had interested the doctors to no end. Sensation junkie. They started testing her reaction to different stimuli and almost everything had the same reaction.
“YES!!! MORE!!! MORE!!!!!!!!!!”
That was what young ill Shego had screamed when they had used when the doctor had hit a button sending what should have been painful stimuli directly into her nerves. It had only led to her orgasming over and over again in an increasingly powerful wave of one after another. When he had turned the feed off young Shego had been panting on the table. And she had begged for him to turn it back on with her liquid husky voice. For that instant the pain had been gone the horrible burning constant need that filled her waking hours. It had been gone filled with nothing but indescribable pleasure that a thirteen year old mutant had no idea existed. And that had made the scientists responsible for proving her and her brothers weren’t going to die or turn into inhuman monsters very happy. It meant they finally made headway. They had placed sensors all over her and subjected her to painful stimuli. They had recorded how her brain, her heart, and all of her body responded and they finally found something of an answer. Shego had bloody loved it. It had developed into a series of increasingly potent pleasure that eventually led to her passing out in exhaustion long after she had been able to stop drooling and moaning.
Slowly, very slowly she had had learned to control it. It had become bearable. It was still there, but now it didn’t leave her helpless and begging for release. It was just painful and thudding like a separate heartbeat between her legs. The slightest sensation was still amplified stubbing her toe could send her to the floor shuddering in bliss. It had led to Shego developing her very bad attitude.
“Oh, yeah? You can go screw yourself backwards,” she had hissed at the doctor. Then she had spat at him, grinning with her freaky gleaming green eyes, and the hotheaded scientist had slapped her and she had seen stars before her eyes rolled back and she fell to the floor gleaming in the afterglow of the paralyzing orgasm it had caused.
“Kimberly,” her primary doctor had said. She had been quite nice. But she had always been the one to let her be strapped down on a table. And because of that Shego hated her. “You can’t keep doing this. You’re hurting yourself.”
“Go to hell, Doc. I’ve lived through being flambéed by a space-rock I don’t give a flying shit about what you say anymore.” Their powers had developed first Wego’s powers had manifested. The little six year olds had thrown tantrums and more and more of them had begun appearing from nowhere. They had filled the room with their wailing and the doctors had nearly passed out in the secret isolation facility.
Then Shego’s had developed. It had been during a particularly mind-blowing experience involving needles and neural monitoring. Shego had been there drooling as her mind shut down to nothing but how she never wanted to move again. How she could die right there and be okay. Or how she could live strapped to that machine forever.
“Higher, doctor. None of the male subjects show this kind of resistance to pain. Let’s see how much she can handle. It might clue us in on the way their mutations work differently.”
After that, every two minutes the machine was turned up a level and the panting had turned to outright screams of bliss as her slit ran like a tiny broken faucet. They managed to turn the machine up to nine before Shego arched of the table her face corrupted in an unnatural expression of euphoria and her hands exploded in dazzling green light that melted the metal of the table.
She hadn’t been able to move or even think for nearly ten minutes after that. All she could do was lay there her eyes glazed and her hands flaming like green stars.
“Only one presenting with energy based powers.”
“Temperature reaching over three-hundred degrees.” The green girl behind the glass and strapped to the melting table didn’t even seem to notice.
When Shego had regained higher brain function her hands had extinguished and she had shook her head trying to clear it.
After that they had been trained and become heroes. And the flame handed woman had been the second in command of Team Go. She had gotten much better at hiding her particularly embarrassing condition. And as she got older she got more powerful and could take even more. By eighteen she could take the machine all the way up to fourteen and her brothers powers had also developed. Hego could lift tons Wego could become an army at will. Mego could hold his shrink indefinitely and he could also shrink other things now. And Shego had found somewhere she could get off discreetly. A club Outside of the city where she had met Emory.
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Shego smiled after reliving her years as government sponsored guinea pig. Shego realized Kim had grown up similarly. At fourteen Kimmie had been fighting grown men and winning. During the time she should have been having her sexual awakening and experimenting she had been fighting, hurting people. She had been a heroine, just like Shego. During the most pivotal time in her development Kim Possible had been round housing men twice her size in the face and punching goons in the throat.
“It makes sense,” Shego said as she tapped her chin. She entered the lab where Dr. Drakken was in the brain scanning machine he had made so long ago. Kim had developed to get off on violence the same way Shego had. They had grown up and developed too close to violence. There was a link between them and she was going to exploit it for her own enjoyment. It was what she did. It was what had taken control of her and made her what she was. She rode the waves of pleasure and did what made her feel good until it bored her. The world was a blur if sensation and feeling. And Kim fucking her in that warehouse was an opportunity. It promised her pleasure and fun and entertainment. And she was going to keep pushing Kim as long as she could. Kim got off on hurting people? Well then princess was going to need something to get off on.
“Shego,” Drakken said as the green woman’s focus turned on him. “Will you see how the readout is looking for me?”
“Sure, Doc. I’ll check it out.”
Years of being in a hospital and being the scientists’ mutant wet dream Shego was intimately familiar with most medical equipment. The readout of the blue genius’ brain function was steady and no signs of whatever was causing his psychotic megalomaniacal breaks was present.
“I’m no expert, Dr. D,” Shego said. “But I don’t see anything too fucked up.”
“Sheridan, language. That is good news I guess. It means the deficiency isn’t directly in my brain.” Drakken disconnected the monitors from his forehead after the scanner stopped circling his head. “Please, hand me that notebook. I’m recording my results in it in case I suddenly have another break. Apparently this is the longest moment of lucidity I’ve had for a while.”
Shego smiled as Drakken scribbled furiously in the notebook. Shego knew what was coming. It happened every time he was lucid. He had stopped sleeping in order to make sure he did not slip back into his delusions while he slept. She could already see the bags developing under his eyes. In another day or two his skin would go pale from exhaustion turning from the odd blue to nearly translucent.
“Dr. Don’t overdo it. Get some rest. I will help you. Don’t make yourself sick.”
“I can’t risk it. I have limited time. I need to accomplish as much as I possibly can. The assistants are running organized and smoothly again helping me with testing.”
Shego nodded leaning over Drakken’s shoulder to look at the notebook
“So, you’re planning to switch you brain? Didn’t you already try that?”
“No. I used it in one of my delusional schemes against a teenager. This time I want to see if my mind being in a different body helps with lucidity. Go, Sheridan. Go and rest. I’m pretty set until the testing here is done.”
Shego nodded as she left the main lab towards her quarters in the lair. She considered ways she could drag princess down the rabbit hole. How had this all started? According to Kim’s little slip up that had led to this perfect opportunity.
“The camera,” Shego said a dark grin spreading on her face. She could already feel her heart rate speed up and her body respond to the thought. She could feel her slit throb in anticipation. A camera. So simple .So perfect. I’ll send Kim, my twisted little enemy, a present. A nice little treat so she won’t be able to shove this black little spot back down into herself. Shego moaned as the plan formed in her mind. She still had a very nice camera. And she knew just where to go to set up this little video project. Shego felt the twinges and knew she was wet but she ignored it just like she always did. The pleasure this would give her far outweighed the irritation of what she was feeling. She had some poor pathetic peon to find.
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