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The World Must Never Know	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 53064 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.

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The World Must Never Know
Interlude Six - Part Four - Family.
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, intense violence, torture, rape, death, incest, and many other mature themes.

Chapter 52: Freak.

(Natural Leisure Resort - Whanapokii Island - August 8th, 2008)
Wade Load held his duffel bag in an awkward position in front of himself. It made walking difficult, but hid his hormone driven reaction to the naked blonde woman. She'd put on a white robe before they entered the elevator with her. It hid her body, but didn't do anything to dispel the images already in his mind. Being so close to her in the small elevator, was extremely uncomfortable. Even now, he tried to keep his eyes averted from her swaying butt as she led the three of them down an underground hallway.
Behind him, he could hear Slim and Joss whispering to each other. Probably reassuring each other. It had to be pretty awkward for them, a father and daughter, seeing such a sight together. He didn't look back at them. Couldn't risk them seeing his difficulty.
Joss was rapidly getting over her surprise. She was glad none of them had to get naked. Not that she minded being naked. Back on the ranch, when it was nice out, she usually did all her chores without a stitch of clothes on. It was a different story here, she knew there was a good chance, if she were to see her father in the buff right now, she might do something that would reveal their incestuous secret. As they walked down the hallway, behind the blonde woman and Wade, she felt a familiar heat in her jeans. Even though they were on the run, tangled up in some cockamamie conspiracy, she ached for her father's touch.
Knowing the others couldn't see what she did, Joss brushed her hand against the rise in her Pa's Levis. She spoke in a low, needy, whisper. “I reckon Wade ain't the only one all riled up right now.”
Slim grabbed his daughter's hand and held it firmly in his own. He knew, if she were to touch him like that again, he'd completely lose it. Back home, he wouldn't have minded a bit, but here, in such a public place, with other people around, it just wasn't right. James was to one who liked that kind of thing. It was that difference between him and his twin brother that, right now, was the only thing allowing him to suppress the intense desire to ravish his daughter. In a whisper, he tried to make her understand that.
Helen D'Sac stopped in front of a door. She turned to look at the strange new guests. “Here we are.” She pushed the door open. “If you need anything while you wait, just use the intercom.”
Wade was the first through the door. He barely took notice of the actual room he entered, as he recognized a familiar face. “Dr. Director? Boy am I glad to see you!” He clenched his bag tighter to his body as he took notice, thanks to her torn uniform, just how much of her he was seeing. On top of what he'd seen of the blonde woman, the ample swell of the one eyed woman's cleavage was making it extremely difficult for him to put two coherent thoughts together.
Sara watched the three people enter the room. First she saw the chubby teen boy and the pretty teenage girl. Then she saw the tall, rugged looking, man who accompanied them. From the top of his cowboy hat to the heels of his well worn boots, he looked like he had just stepped off the set of a western movie. She immediately saw him in the role of the handsome stranger who rode into town, bested the outlaws, and gained the affection of the town's loveliest saloon girl. Her heart skipped a beat, when she recognized her imagination had cast herself in the role of the saloon girl. Only by thinking of Brian, her long lost lover, was she able to, mostly, force that image out of her head.
Similar thoughts spread through the minds of the six people in the large underground room. The barely repressed sexual tension was as thick as the pea soup Betty had just finished eating.
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Hana was still explaining to Shego why and how she was the way she was, when the rest of her companions landed on the helipad. She began to introduce them to Shego and Big Daddy.
Shego immediately recognized two of the newcomers. The first was the doofus. How could she fail to know Kim Possible's long time sidekick? She hadn't had any dealings with him since he became the Ron-Man. It surprised her how much he had changed from the goofball she remembered. Not that he was that much different physically, it was more like an internal maturity he hadn't had before.
The second person she recognized was the older of the two Japanese women. She'd seen her twice before. The first time, when she and Drakken stole Nakasumi's automated videogame factory. The second time, a couple of years later, when she attempted to kidnap the toy maker himself.
As Big Daddy welcomed them to his private island, Shego's eyes fixed on the younger Japanese girl. She had a moment of shock as Hana told her the girl was her mother. It was hard to believe, even under the unusual circumstances. She just couldn't bring her self to imagine this teenage girl, wearing an extremely cute schoolgirl sailor suit, could be anybody's mother. There were other things she could imagine though... Things that brought back to her the reason she was so reluctant to even be here. She averted her gaze as her body reacted.
Her eyes went back to Hana. For the first time, she looked at the girl in a new way. This wasn't the child she rescued. Not anymore. Her body tensed as she felt the motherly feelings for Hana dissipate. They were replaced by the same ones she felt for the demonic girl's mother.
Shego grabbed Brotherson by the arm. “Restroom!?”
Moments later, she was alone as she followed his directions through the door, into an elevator, and down a long hallway. The dual signs on a pair of doors near the end of the passage were a welcome sight. She pushed to open the door to the women's room, ran inside, bolted herself into a stall, and felt the welcome relief of total privacy.
Back on the helipad, Ron shrugged his shoulders as he watched Shego run through the door in the wall. “When you gotta go, you gotta go...”
Brotherson hid his concern for his granddaughter with a chuckle. “And we should get going too. The others are waiting for us.”
In only slightly more time than it took for Shego to go the same distance, Big Daddy led the group down the underground hallway. He opened the door to the viewing room and motioned them inside. As they entered the room, and saw who was already there, the tension in the domed shaped space ratcheted up another couple of notches.
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Kim moaned as she felt her mother's hand slide out of her ass. Relatively cool air eddied into the opening in her behind. She knew she was gaping open even more than she had been after taking her mother's strap-on this afternoon. There was no sex crazed mob to display herself to this time, just an audience of one. She could feel her Nana's eyes on her stretched out sphincter. Welcomed the chance to show her grandmother the proof of her mother's perverted love.
Nana stared up at the girl’s red rimmed tunnel. The edges twitched and spasmed as she stared into her great granddaughter's dark depths. It was a wonderful sight to behold. She felt Kim's hand retracting from her own well fisted pussy. “Damn, Kimberly Ann! I think you could take a baseball bat up there right now!”
Kim pulled her hand from her Nana's opening. It glistened, well past her wrist, with her grandmother's juices. She giggled as she looked at the pussy she'd just been inside. The beautiful pink folds were stretched and open so far, she could actually see her Nana's pulsing cervix. “I think you could too, Nana!”
Nana's laugh filled the air. “I have girl! Many times!”
Anne continued to hump her mother in law's fist. She whimpered as she felt another orgasm flood her body. “Maybe we should head over the the Naked Sports arena and see if we can find a few to play with?”
Nana began slipping her hand out of her granddaughter. With her most immediate need so recently, and well, salved, she was beginning to think again. “I wish we could girls, but people are expecting us.” She felt her body fight her head over the re-emerging thoughts of their dire situation. Her head barely won out. “There are things you both need to know. Things are happening that we have to focus on.”
Kim licked her grandmother's wetness from her fingers as she pushed herself upright. “Like how you got so young again all of the sudden?” She stared down at the woman's beautiful body. “Not that I'm complaining. You really are a hottie, Nana!”
Nan finished extracting herself from Anne's cunt. “That's very nice of you to say, Dear. Yes. In part it's about the way I look. And, in part, about what we just did. And many other things.” She lifted herself off the stone bench and stood between her redheaded lovers. “And, I'm sorry to say, much if it won't be as nice as this was.”
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Shego emerged from the toilet stall with a dark green flush suffusing her cheeks. Her breathing was fast and ragged as she closed the top flap of her green and black catsuit. She crossed the room toward the sinks. Turning the water on, she ran her hands under the flow, washing away the last sticky vestiges of her much needed relief. Once she was clean, she splashed some of the cool water on her face. She stared into the mirror, into her own eyes, as she tried to force herself calm. “I can do this. I can't let my fucked up body stop me!”
She stepped out of the restroom and into the hallway. Determination filled her as she went to the door Big Daddy said she should meet them in. Every step she took was a fight against the need she knew she could never allow herself to completely satisfy. It was a feeling she was all too used to. She pushed the door open, and started to step inside.
The elevator doors opened. Kim and Anne followed Nana out into the underground hallway. At Nana's reluctant insistence, they all wore the clothing they came to the resort in. It felt odd to be dressed after going so long nude. Kim did have to admit, her Nana looked pretty damn hot in her skimpy bikini.
Ahead of them, a door opened. Kim was surprised to see her former nemesis emerge. Stopped and stared as Shego crossed the hall and opened another door. “Nana? What is going on? What is she doing here!?”
Nana opened her mouth to speak, but she was drowned out by the yell of the the woman standing in the door way.
Shego stared at the people in the room. Her mind retreated, trying to avoid accepting what she saw. Her mouth swung open of it's own accord and a loud wail of denial tore it's way out of her throat. “NOOOOOO!”
She never saw the three people standing in the hallway as she rushed past them. All she saw was what lay behind that door. Her need to escape that vision fueled her flight. Her mind went fuzzy as she slammed into the elevator and stabbed desperately at the buttons. Blankness overtook her as she found herself once again out on the helipad. Cold torrents of rain, from the resuming storm, drenched her quivering body.
The three Possible women stared, confused, in Shego's wake. Nana was the first to regain some measure of control. “Kimberly. I'll explain later, but listen to me now. We need Shego. Go after her. Bring her back!”
The intensity of her Nana's words penetrated Kim's brain. She shook her head and began to give chase. A feeling overtook her as she ran. It felt just like old times.
Anne and Nana watched Kim disappear into the elevator. They turned around and headed for the open door. Both were confused by the ex villainess' outburst and subsequent retreat. Together they walked to the opening. What met their eyes only made them more confused at Shego's reaction. The confusion quickly gave way to reinvigorated lust as they smiled, began stripping off their recently donned clothes, and stepped inside.
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A gust of rain sprinkled wind blew Kim's ponytail to the side as the elevator doors opened. She didn't have to figure out where Shego had gone. The door leading out to helipad was standing wide open. As she approached to entry, lightning flashed. In that brief moment of brightness, she saw the hunched form of the woman she sought sitting on the far side of the flat expanse.
After taking only three steps out the door, Kim's mission outfit was completely soaked. The scrunchy holding her hair back began to slide off as it lost hold on her thoroughly sodden red locks. None of that penetrated her mind as continued to close the distance between her and the green skinned woman. Shego's back was to her. She couldn't see the woman's face now, but she remembered the look she'd seen etched on it.
In the many years they fought, Kim had seen many emotions played out on Shego's face. Joy. Hate. Greed. Ire. Fear. How many times had Shego smirked at her as she made yet another escape? Once Kim thought she had seen everything the woman had inside her. What she saw only a few seconds ago, while Shego ran past her, was something new. A look she never thought she would see on the green woman's face. Terror.
Under the rumble of sky engulfing thunder, Shego heard it. A sound so soft, so quiet. A footstep. She lowered her head. Tried to hide her face. Tried to close herself in. Rain and tears dripped off the tip of her nose as she wished to be left alone. “Go away!”
Kim felt compassion at the sound of Shego's voice. She knew it was meant to be a command, but even through the rapid tapping of raindrops on the metal surface of the helipad, she heard it for what it really was. A plea. A desperate wail. A cry of gut wrenching loneliness. She fought against the sympathy welling up inside her, just as she fought so many emotions she felt, and tried not to, over the years. The reaction was so ingrained in her, she didn't even realize it now went contrary to the person she was now.
“I'm so not gonna do that, Shego.”
Shego's head whipped around so fast, her saturated long black hair flung it's own torrent of water around her. She stared through the downpour at the one person in the world she least wanted to see at this very moment. “Didn't you understand me, Princess? Leave me alone... Before I make you!”
Kim felt the blood pump faster in her veins. The threat was so familiar. So right. So... Them. As was her reply. “Fine! Make me!”
The rain washed away Shego's self loathing as she rose to her feet. Anger seethed through her body. It coursed down her arms, spread through her hands, and flared to life in the form of dancing green flame. She turned and faced her foe head on.
Kim bent into a fighting crouch. She could hear the hissing sound of raindrops being turned into steam. See the clouds of vaporized moisture drifting up from Shego's outstretched, burning, hands. She remembered another dark night. Another rainstorm. Another fight. She also remembered, it had been the one and only time she'd ever felt true hatred for the woman in front of her. A hatred born of the loss of the boy, who wasn't a boy. A hatred fueled by her own repressed desires. A hatred that, no matter how much she tried, she didn't feel now.
Shego stared as she watched Kim's fists unclench. Saw the girl sit down on the ground. Heard the drenched redhead laugh. For a brief moment, she thought the girl had gone completely around the bend. Then Kim spoke.
“You remember don't you? That night, on top of the Bueno Nacho Headquarters?”
Humiliation fed the fire of Shego's anger. She remembered all too well. That was the night Kim Possible handed her, her own ass on a platter. It wouldn't have been such an inglorious defeat, getting kicked into that electrically charged tower, if she'd actually deserved it. It had been Drakken's plan. She'd been kept completely out of the loop. Yet, she'd still been the one to pay the price. The price of fucking over the great Kim Possible.
Shego flung her right hand out. A blur of green flame streaked toward the, still laughing, girl. “Bad mistake there, Cupcake! I still owe you big time for that night!”
Kim didn't even flinch as the ball of superheated flame burned it's way through the metal of the helipad, only inches away from her foot. She understood that the woman wasn't going to burn her. She never had before. She wouldn't now. “Don't you see Shego? It was all just so stupid! If I'd had my head screwed on straight back then, I never would have hurt you that way. Of all the dumb reasons for being pissed off... Over a boy? Don't you get it? I don't even like boys that way! I never did!”
Darkness descended as green flames flickered and died. Shego's ass hit the ground with a resounding splat. She felt as if her mind had gone splat too. There was no way she could have heard what she thought she just heard the girl say. Staring across the rain filled distance between them, she sputtered. “You don't like..?”
Kim nodded. “Boys. Men.” She snickered at the look on Shego's face. “They say repressing your true desires is a bad thing. Well, let me tell you Shego, it is. Looking back now, I can't believe how dumb I was to try to pretend I didn't like girls.”
Shego felt herself go pale. Unbidden thoughts crept up from the dungeon in the back of her mind, where she spent years keeping them locked away. “Why the fuck are you telling me this Possible!?”
Wiping rain from her eyes, Kim smiled. “You know what this place is, don't you Shego? The kinds of things people do here?” She paused, waiting. When she saw the green woman make the slightest of nods, she continued. “I've been doing those things. Lots of those things, in the past few days. This place helped make me realize who and what I really am.” She paused again. She knew she was standing on the brink. One more step and she would be plunging into the unknown. It was a step she wanted, had, to take. “I'm telling you because... Well, because I felt it only right that you should know.”
Shego swallowed. Her throat felt dry. Her hands clenched at the cold wet metal she sat on. “Why me, Princess? Why in the fuck would you tell me, of all people, this!?”
Kim stood up on trembling legs. She took a few hesitant steps forward. An abyss yawned before her, and she knew she was on her way over the edge. It was a fall she desperately wanted to take. “You know why. I'm telling you because I'm your Princess. If only I'd realized sooner, that you actually meant it.” She dropped to her knees, right in front of the wide eyed woman. “I know you know. I know you feel it too. It's like we were made for each other. Destined. A perfect match.”
Kim never saw the blow coming. Shego's fist swept in, colliding with the side of her head so fast, she was on the ground, many feet away, before she even knew it. Blood and rain ran into her eyes as she shook her pain filled head. She stared up at the woman standing over her in total confusion. Words penetrated the ringing in her head.
“You bitch! How could you do this to me!? Wasn't it bad enough, that I had to suffer alone? That I had to hate you, so I wouldn't love you? You just had to twist the knife in my gut, didn't you? Perfect match? Perfect Hell!”
Kim gasped. Felt her head sing with pain as she tried to regain her feet. “Why Shego? The last thing I want is to hurt you! Please! Tell me why?”
Shego swept out her leg, kicking Kim's back out from under her. Staring down at the fallen girl, she let her anger overcome reason. “I'll do better than that, Possible!” She reached up and unhooked the hidden snap that held the top of her catsuit closed at the neck. “I'll fucking show you!” She tore the flap open, revealing her entire upper body. “Show you why love is the biggest joke in the universe.” Her breasts heaved in the open air as she tore at the rest of her outfit with the metal shod tips of her gloves. “Why desire is the ultimate pain!”
Kim pushed herself up, half sitting. The last of Shego's shredded catsuit fell to the ground in front of her. She lifted her aching head and looked at the woman's pale green body.
Shego cocked her head to the side as she pulled off her gloves. “That's right. Eyes up here.” She dropped the gloves and hooked her fingers in the top of her last remaining garment. She pulled down on the specially made panties. They'd been designed by a rather exclusive company, for a very specific purpose. She'd worn them, or their like, for as long as she could remember. They did what no other clothing could do. They hid, even in the most tight fitting of clothing, her deformity. “Take a good look, Kimmie.” In one swift motion, she pulled the panties down her legs. “Welcome to the freakshow, Princess!”
Kim gasped. Her mind was filled with rampaging thoughts as her eyes took in the entirety of Shego. A week ago, she would have run away, screaming at the sight. The last few days had indeed changed her. Her mind had been opened. Her horizons expanded. Her life filled with new and interesting friends. People who gave and received pleasure in all it's many and varied forms. People, like her own mother, who taught her that normal wasn't always a good thing. That sometimes it was better to embrace the abnormal.
Understanding filled her mind. She could comprehend why Shego hated what she was. Why she gave up hope of ever having a normal relationship. Yes, Kim thought, Shego was a freak. Deformed and unnatural. But even as she thought it, another thought burst through the pain in her head. The thought that Shego was the perfect kind of freak for her.
Not caring if Shego might assault her again, Kim reached up and touched the phallic member hanging between the woman's legs. “Do you know what, Shego?”
Shelly Go trembled in fear as she felt something she never experienced before. The willing touch of another. She barely managed to speak to the girl who wasn't rejecting her. “What?”
Kim smiled as she felt the woman's smooth shaft begin to harden, lifting up and away from her body. Exposing the woman's bare, green-lipped, pussy beneath. “You're beautiful.”
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