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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 Five - 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 53: Union.

(Natural Leisure Resort - Whanapokii Island - August 8th, 2008)
Wade took a seat at one of the tables, between Betty Director and Gemini. He was as glad for the chance to hide his erection as he was surprised to find one of Kim's foes sitting there like he was family or something. He found out that was exactly what he was, when Betty introduced him as her twin brother. He barely had time for his lust fogged brain to assimilate that, when she briefly introduced their mother, then began grilling him for information.
Opening his duffel bag, Wade pulled out his new prototype, self built, laptop. It made everything currently on the market look ancient as an abacus. It could do everything his systems back home could. From high speed satellite up-link, to scanning and analyzing the local surroundings. Along with many other new features he planned to eventually put into the Kimmunicator mark three. He opened the top and turned it on. “Nana Possible had me digging for information. I haven't had a chance to go over what my searches came up with yet. It's been a busy day.”
As the machine powered up to it's full capacity and began doing all the things it was designed to do, Joss took the only remaining empty seat at the table. She forced herself to concentrate on what Wade was doing. She had to, otherwise she'd be all over her Pa at the next table, like grease on a pig.
Wade felt Betty and Sheldon lean in close to him as they tried to look at the screen of his laptop. They were so close, he could feel the man's leg against his, and Betty’s, half uncovered breast crushing itself into the side of his arm. He pulled a disc from his pocket and fed it to the slot in the laptop. His thoughts weren't on the information, though. He was much too busy imagining himself feeding his cock into Betty’s slot.
The laptop began to scan and search, compile and analyze, running it's many and varied programmed tasks. Totally unaffected by the push and pull of desire and socially acceptable denial affecting all the humans surrounding it.
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A short distance away, in the science center of the resort, another machine went about it's function. Wave after wave of lust inducing energy pumped into the air as it's output power gauge crept higher and higher into the red zone.
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Lights dimmed at the resort dinner theater. Music blared out over the audience as two of the world's foremost female entertainers, past and present, stepped onto the stage together. Mad Donna, dressed in only a tuxedo jacket and top hat, launched into the first verses of her most popular song.
“Unlike a virgin... Touched for the thousandth time...”
Beside her, Britina, wearing only a bridal veil, swayed seductively to the music as she waited her cue to join in.
With the bright spotlight in their eyes, neither singer could see the audience, and therefore didn't know none of the hundreds of people gathered in front of them were paying any attention at all. They were much too busy doing what the woman was singing about.
As she began her second verse, Mad Donna caught sight of the younger performer's movements. They were just the same as they'd been in practice, but... She lost her place. Lost her plan to repeat the on stage kiss they shared a few years earlier, before a much larger audience. Lost her head and grabbed the younger woman into her arms.
The music continued in the background. No words accompanied it. The sound that filled the music hall was that of wet, aroused, pussies as the two pop stars fell to the stage, kissing passionately, while fucking each other with the most expedient phallic objects available, their microphones.
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The moment Hana entered the chamber, with her mother, grandmother, Ron and Big Daddy beside her, she felt as if she were back home. The scent of body hunger filled the air like a palpable mist. There was also an almost magical energy she could feel permeating the air. It tasted of lust. She looked at the six people already in the room, who, to her surprise, weren't having sex. Humans, she thought, are very odd creatures.
Her sire did tell her so, but seeing it so blatantly with her own eyes was disturbing. In her world, at such a gathering, especially one for the purposes of a war council, the frenzy of the flesh would already have begun. She could feel their eyes on her, taking in how different she was than themselves. Even as her brother was trying to explain her to them, she could feel the desire they held so precariously in check.
How could the young dark skinned man, sitting between the two one eyed warriors, not give in to the amorous advances being made by one of them? Even from all the way over here, she could see the way the bearded man was rubbing his leg against the younger one's beneath the table. Yet there the teenager sat, manipulating some humanly mechanical version of a crystal ball, trying to ignore the man, while stealing glances at the one eyed woman and not to succumb to his own obvious desire. How could the girl, sitting cross from the trio, not see the smoldering looks the one eyed woman was shooting at her? The other two, tall man, and short woman, were just as bad. They sat at another table together, uncomfortably aroused, while not doing anything to quench their physical thirst.
It seemed just so... Unnatural.
Like herself, they were all here to band together against their mutual foe. How could they do so without bonding as a cohesive unit? It was as if they already stood on the battle line, but were unwilling to make the first thrust. Already a veteran of many such encounters, Hana knew what needed to be done. These humans needed only a slight push across that line. A push she knew it was her duty to give.
Her brother's words stumbled to a halt as she began unclasping her breastplate. Shocked exclamations filled the air as her chain skirt joined it on the floor at her feet. Hana smiled as she stood bare and brazenly displayed before them all.
In one her sire's books, she'd read the words of one human who thought as a demon. His words seemed perfect for what she had in mind. Stepping between the tables, she reached out and picked up the empty bowl that was sitting in front of the one eyed woman. “Sex is as important as eating or drinking and we ought to allow the one appetite to be satisfied with as little restraint or false modesty as the other.”
“Histoire de Juliette ou les Prospérités du vice.” Betty said as she watched her mother stand and approach Big Daddy. “By the Marquis De Sade.” Saw the two of them hesitate briefly, before holding each other close in reunion. “One of my favorite books.”
Hana turned to her. “Then you know my meaning.” She turned around and looked into the eyes of all the people surrounding her. Saw the barely stifled desire in the women. The need so painfully obvious in the men. The wanting that filled them all to the point of bursting. With two more words, she shoved them across the line. “Let's fuck!”
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The machine began vibrate as it fed more and more lust inducing energy to the cable leading up to the Ferris wheel antenna. The cable grew hot and began to smolder. The gauge crept higher and higher into the red zone.
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As she and Nana shed the last of their clothes, Anne's lust filled blue eyes scanned the room. Her vision was filled with family, friends, and strangers, all coupling in unrestrained passion. Stepping further into the room, her gaze locked onto a welcomely familiar sight. Her brother in law's cock. Her mind was so saturated with sinful desire, she wasn't even shocked as she watched him ram it into his own daughter's asshole.
Joss was on all fours, taking her father's cock from behind. On the floor beneath her was a young asian woman, who's mouth and tongue were buried in Joss' pussy, while her niece licked and sucked the girl's bare cunt in turn.
Next to the trio were four people, three of whom she didn't know. At the bottom of the stack of bodies was an enormously large man. A petite auburn haired woman rode his stiff cock, while her daughter's once best friend fucked her deeply in the ass. The topping on the cake was the large, bearded, one eyed man, who was shoving his generous fuck tool hard up Ron's rear hole.
Anne's pussy leaked profusely at the sight. Either Kim had been right in her speculation of Ron's sexual identity, or he was just as uncaring as everyone else in the room seemed to be about who he did what with.
A loud, ecstatic, cry distracted her from the perverted pile. She saw two people fucking on top of what she hoped was a very sturdy table. Kim's genius teenage friend, Wade, was pumping his thick dark shaft into the pussy of another auburn haired woman. She'd never met the woman, but the eye patch matched the description her daughter had given her of Dr. Director, the head of Global Justice. The woman's mouth was open, as she screamed out her lust.
Her own need overcoming her, Anne ignored the rest of the people in the room. She climbed up on the table and took advantage of the opening, that was the woman's mouth. As she squatted over Betty’s face, she leaned forward and began kissing the teenage boy passionately.
Nana watched her granddaughter climb up on the table and join in the fun. She fingered her heated pussy as she looked for a place to insinuate herself into the orgy. Seemingly out of nowhere, two figures appeared before her. Both were of Japanese descent, but one took her breath away in her otherworldly beauty. Hana and Kyoko, demon and ninja, took her to the floor. Nana stared into glowing red eyes as she felt something long and sinuous replace her fingers in her aching cunt.
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Shego felt hot tears join the cold rain that pelted her cheeks. Her voice was a trembling whisper, as she tried to pull away from Kim's touch. “No. I'm not beautiful. I'm a deformed monstrosity.”
Kim stood. She stared through the rain diluted blood coming from the small cut above her eyebrow. Her right hand kept a firm grasp on Shego's cock as she raised her left hand up. Touching one finger to Shego's black lips, she made the woman stop speaking. “You are beautiful and I love you. I've known that since the first time we met.” She gave the hot thickness in her hand a gentle squeeze. “This doesn’t change my feelings for you even one little bit.” She brought her face right up against Shego's. Stared into her deep green eyes. “The only thing I regret, is not letting myself realize it sooner.” Her lips pressed close, brushing the dark lips of the older woman. “It's time for us both to stop denying who we are. What we are. What we both know to be true.”
Denial. The word echoed through Shego's mind. It was a wall. A wall built on a foundation of despair. It rose, tall and thick, inside her. Each brick of it mortared together by hated. Hatred she forced upon herself. Hatred for the girl before her. The wall was sturdy, defiant, and she always hoped, unbreakable. There were chinks, gouges. Every time they met, fought, touched, another piece crumbled. Time after time, she repaired the damage, reinforcing the wall to even greater height and thickness.
The kiss, the touch, slammed the wall. Impacted her denial. Broke the very foundation it was standing on. The kiss was hope. The touch, desire. The wall tumbled under the onslaught of Kim Possible's love.
Shego broke the kiss. She stared into eyes that mirrored her own, in both color and soul baring truth. “Tell me again, Princess. Tell me so I know this isn't some dream. So I know I won't wake and find it's just another horrible nightmare.”
Kim pulled Shego close, wrapping her in her arms. She could feel the woman's hard length pressed between their bodies. The touch of it set her tummy trembling. “I love you. Need you. Want you. There's nothing beyond that. Nothing to stand between us.” A vision of her mother flashed through her mind. “I want us to share everything that makes us who we are.”
The last bricks of the wall crumbled into dust. The dust blew away. The light of love beamed through, into the very heart of her. “I love you too.”
Stepping back from the embrace, Kim lowered her hand once again to the green woman's uniqueness, let her fingers slide up and over the head of Shego's cock. She felt the slickness of precum. “Show me, Shego. Take me. Make me yours.”
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Beneath the island, the machine began to whine as it's vibration turned into a violent shake. The needle on the output gauge reached it's zenith, pegging itself against the stop.
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Floating on the waves, in the offshore darkness, the turquoise hydrofoil drifted. Onboard, staring through a pair of binoculars, the blonde haired, blue eyed, woman who'd appropriated the boat, watched the lovers. She lowered the lenses from her eyes. She'd seen enough. Learned enough. The youngest triplet, born of Josef Mengele, went to the cabin. As she started the engines, she knew her sisters must be informed as soon as possible.
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