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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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Shego rolled her shoulders as she looked down at the man on the floor of the warehouse. She gave him a sharp swift kick in the side and he groaned slightly.
“Good. Looks like my co-star is about ready for his film debut.”
“The hell?” The man shook the fog from his mind and tried to sit up. He swooned and the brightly lit empty room span around him, changing colors so fat it made him nauseous.
“Oh, hell is right, Buddy,” Shego said calmly. She shrugged when his glazed eyes managed to focus on her. “Welcome to it and you’re in for quite a ride. I am going to enjoy it very very much.”
“Let me go you sick bitch!!” The man yelled as he tried to wipe the sweat from his brow and clear his head.
“A sick, Bitch?” Shego clucked her tongue and shook her head. “Did you hear what he just called us, Kimmie? He called us sick bitches. He’s right isn’t he? I’m going to show him exactly how sick bitches get off.”
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“Kimmie,” Anne hissed banging on the door to her teenage daughters room. Kim heard the violently banging fist but didn’t move. She just couldn’t. She couldn’t look at her mother after what she had done. She couldn’t face her father after what she had done. She didn’t feel like she could face anyone right now.
Kim had been like that for a week. She had been a barely functioning shell of herself.
“Kim, honey, talk to me. What is wrong with you?” Anne banged on the door then cursed under her breath. This was not like her daughter. Her Kim had been a vibrant powerful personality ever since kindergarten.
“Kimmie! This is not you! You don’t do this kind of… You are stronger than this. Come out here and talk to me, honey.”
“I’m fine mom,” Kim said. She curled her legs up tighter to her chest and took a breath. “I just need some time mom. It’s just all too much right now. Please, Mom.”
“NO! I will not give you time,” Anne yelled. I am not giving my teenage daughter time when she locks herself into her room like a goddamned catatonic hermit. You want time you tell me what’s wrong with you and you get help. I’ve never seen you like this Kimmie.”
The older woman knew a few hairs on her head were going grey at this very moment. She could feel seconds draining from her life because of the worry.
“It. Is. Fine. MOM!! Everything is just catching up with me right now and I need to sit here for a while.”
Annabelle Sarah Possible chewed her lower lip and stomped away. Why had they ever let Kim go on missions? Why was her baby hurting so bad she couldn’t even leave the house?
“Kimmie-Cub,” Anne said the anger leaching from her voice as exhaustion and hopelessness set in. “If you’re fine go somewhere get out of the house for a little while. We’re worried about you.”
Kim rolled over in her bed and shrugged. Maybe that was a good idea. Last time she had gone running. She had gone running and it had set her head straight. Or at least she thought it had.
“You’re right mom. Maybe I need to get out.” Kim reluctantly opened her door. Her mother sent up a silent prayer of thanks to whatever deity was listening.
Anne stepped into her daughter’s room and was relieved that everything looked normal on the surface.
“Kimmie what’s wrong? You have me and our father terrified,” Anne said dropping onto the edge of Kim’s bed.
“Nothing’s wrong, mom. I’m just dealing with failing.”
It was a lie. But Kim couldn’t tell the truth. She couldn’t tell her mother she had had sex with a criminal. Her enemy. And she had fantasized about hurting people. Her mother would think she was crazy. Kim thought she was crazy. “I let her get away. That has never happened before. I found something …. I found something I couldn’t do.” I couldn’t beat this.
Anne’s arms went around Kim warm and loving. She pulled her daughter into a hug.

“Oh, Kimmie-cub, it’s okay. You’re a hero. You’ve saved the world. You have great friends and a family that loves you.”
“I think I need to go away for a few days. I’m going to go to my cabin.”
“Are you sure honey? How long will you be gone and will Wade be able to get in contact with you?”
“Of course. I just have to take some time. This is the first time I’ve ever had something I couldn’t handle. It’s a whole new game I’m being pulled into.”
Anne kissed the top of the Kim’s head, smelling the shampoo she had loved since she was little. The one with the strawberry scent.
“Then go, Kimmie. But you better call me every day the first day I don’t get a call is the day I tell Wade you quit. You promised you’d tell me if something happened, I am holding you to that.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Kim got up, slipping from her mother’s arms and going to her closet. “Mom thanks for worrying. I know it takes a lot for you to let me do what I do.”
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“Ron,” Wade said. The blonde boy opened his eyes and sank to the floor, the soft blue glow around him fading. A thin sheen of sweat was on his skin but he answered.
“Yo, Wade. There a problem?” Ron wiped his face with the towel around his shoulders.
“No, not a problem. Just an update. Kim is taking a few days off to go sort through some things at the cabin.”
Wade sipped from his giant soda cup.
“Good. I’ve been worried about her. I’ve been giving her space to work through it.”
“I am too. She’s been reckless. She went off on her own to fight Shego and she got away. She looked pretty beat up though.”
“Wait? Why didn’t Kim call me? She went alone? Even after seeing Shego kill Jack Hench?”
“I told her not too,” Wade said. “She just shut off my communication and went in. She made it out though.”
“I’ll go by the cabin got talk to her later. I’ll see if I can help her through this. Whatever this is.”
“Good call, Ron I’ll let her know you’ll be stopping by call me whenever you decide to head over.”
“Will do, Wade. I’ll probably head over there tomorrow. Give her time to settle in a little.”
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Kim could breathe a little easier in the quiet of The Team Possible Cabin. GJ had been notified of her time off. The problem was that now all she had was time to think. And all she could think about was Shego. Shego and violence. Kim got up and shook her head. Why did she want that? She’d never wanted to hurt people. She was a good guy. She was Kim Possible and she was not a freak. That was it. She was not aroused by violence and she had just had a horrible lapse of sanity from the stress.
Kim opened the door past the neat kitchen and headed down the stairs towards the gym.
That was what she needed, she needed to burn off the stress and rebuild herself. That was what she was going to do. She kept falling from desperation to denial.
Kim stripped off her shirt and tossed it to the floor. Treadmills. Heavy bags. Bikes. Thick mats on the floor as well as a large water tank in the corner. Kim stretched and saw Shego. She was pushing it all out. She was going to get rid of it all. Kim touched her toes and then arched her back. She needed this. The redhead felt her bones crack and her muscles loosen.
“I’M NOT LIKE YOU!!!” Kim said as she threw a shadow punch at the air. She imagined Shego’s face there taking the ferocious punch. “THIS IS YOUR FAULT,” Kim snarled as she followed through with the punch. She needed to stop Shego. She had to take control of this for her sanity.
“I WILL NEVER BE A MONSTER!” Kim relished the activity. Moving always made her feel better. She swept her legs up into a fierce circular kick and then dropped into a roll using the momentum. Then She took a deep breath and moved to the heavy bag.
She imagined her fist smashing into Shego’s face.
“I WILL STOP YOU.” Kim went through her exercise. She let it all go. The craving to hurt people.
“Oh you sick puppy, Kimmie. You can’t beat this.”
Shego’s voice rang out in her mind. Taunting her. “It takes you over.”
“I. WILL! BEAT! THIS!” Each word was punctuated by a violent punch making the bag swing. “It can’t take over me.”
Kim grin turned mad as she went into a spiral kick that sent the bag fling back.
“OWWW OWWWW” Kim hissed, dropping her leg. “Guess I deserved that,” Kim muttered shaking her leg. That was going to leave a nasty bruise. She did feel better though. Shego would not win. It wouldn’t be long before Wade found her again and this time she would take her down.
Her wrists beeped and Kim rolled her shoulders. “Hey, Wade, what’s the sitch?”
“No sitch, Kim.” Wade waved from his place on the holographic screen.

“Just an update. Ron was worried and he said he’s coming out to visit you in the morning most likely.”
“Sweet. I’ll be here, Wade. Thanks for the heads up. I think I’m gonna’ turn in and get myself straightened out. ”
“I’m glad you’re getting back on top of your game Kim everyone has been worried about you. You’ve been weird ever since Jack and the spy mission.”
“Yeah,” Kim said.
     “You know you can’t beat this, Princess. You’re a junkie now and you won’t forget it.”
“I’ve been dealing with some things, Wade. I’m trying to get used to this new thing. Working with GJ. Shego being worse than I knew. I think I’m making progress.”
“Good, Kim, take some time.” Wade signed off and Kim stretched. “I think I’m going to sleep,” She said leaving the gym.
Unfortunately sleep was no respite for Kim Possible. She was plagued by visions of what she had done with Shego. Or what she had fantasized about doing. She was plagued by them. She woke up in a cold sweat. She couldn’t go back to sleep now. She sat there on the sofa and shuddered trying to erase the images from her mind. She tried to stop feeling her hands around Shego’s throat. She tried to not imagine her twitching as the life drained from her. But she couldn’t. She wanted it soo bad. She could feel it. She could feel the Goons nose crack under her knuckles and She heard him groan as the heavy staff went cracking against his face. She could see the food dripping from him. Then she stomped on his chest and he yelled.
“See, Kimmie,” Shego’s phantom voice whispered in her ear as she shuddered above her sweaty covered sheets. “You can’t beat this. You are just like me. You’re broken. Twisted. Sick. And you know it. “
Kim lost track of time. She forgot everything except how much she hated herself.   She didn’t notice the hours tick by or the sun rising.
“SCREW YOU!!!!”
“You already did, Princess, remember? You loved it. You moaned when I bit you like a nasty slut. You know you did. You can’t shut this up. It takes you over”
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP!! SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!!!!”
“Kim,” Ron said as he heard her screaming from one of the bedrooms in the back of the nice Upperton house they called the cabin. “KP!?”
“SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!!”
Ron followed the yells and saw Kim snarling at the wall. He grabbed her and Kim screamed. She flipped him over and was straddling him. Her hands around his throat.
“LEAVE ME ALONE!!! I AM NOT …..”
The blonde boy struggled against Kim but she managed to hold him down.
“Kim, KP, It’s me. It’s Ron.” He managed to garble out as he struggled to pull in oxygen. What is wrong with you? Kim!?” It took a second before those soft brown eyes and the messy blonde hair registered in her mind.
“Oh, Ron. She released him and he sputtered awkwardly. Kim got off of him and Ron backed away frantically. He was afraid of her.
“Kim’ I’m taking you home. You need help.”
“You’re right. I can’t handle this. Let me get my stuff.”
Ron nodded in awe of what had just happened. Kim had tried to kill him. He wondered if there would be bruising around his neck where her thumbs had dug into the sensitive flesh of his neck.”
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Ron helped Kim into her house. He barely touched her. He seems to slink around her now. She couldn’t blame him. She wasn’t his Kim anymore.
“Ron.” Kim said as he closed the door behind them. “You can go. I know you don’t want to be here.”
Ron winced guiltily.
“I can’t leave you alone like this. I found you screaming at a wall and you tried to strangle me. You need help, Kim.” Ron tucked a tuft of the red hair behind Kim’s ear.
“Go, Ron. I had a horrible nightmare… about… about.” Ron pulled Kim down on the couch and he sat next to her.
“Tell me I can handle it.”
“I had a nightmare I was hurting people. I HURT THEM! I Killed them… and… and I liked it Ron. I wanted to kill them. It made me happy and ….”
Kim couldn’t say it. She couldn’t admit it. “I enjoyed killing people Ron. I kept seeing it. I have been ever since I saw Shego kill Jack Hench. The look on her face. You should have seen it. She was smiling and…”
She paused and tried to push the image from her mind. Shego’s face curled up in sick ecstasy as she slashed Jack’s shoulder. Then her husky voice as she had whispered scandalous things to Emory and then to her on the floor of that warehouse. “How much she enjoyed it. How she seemed to just… I can’t get it out of my head and it’s driving me crazy. What if I become that?”
The redhead shuddered and Ron released her.
“Kim, get help. You know it’s wrong and it was just a nightmare. You’re shocked and you’ve been a hero a long time. You have earned a breakdown. You won’t become that. When your mom gets home talk to her.”
“I will. Go on Ron. Your folks are probably worried about you. Besides. I don’t think I can be around anyone right now.”
Ron reluctantly left and Kim exhaustedly went to her room. That was when it all went to hell.
Kim stared at the slim envelope on her bed. Four words.
For Your viewing pleasure.
Four words that terrified her and proved she couldn't escape this. Shego had been right. It did take you over. You couldn't fight it. You could just be swallowed up in it. Kim licked her dry lips as she picked up the envelope and opened it. A CD plopped into her hands. A single white label on it with a black kiss mark. Tears welled in Kim's eyes. She couldn't do it. She couldn't resist. She knew what was on the CD. She knew she would see someone hurt and bleed. She knew she would see Shego taunting her with it. And she knew it would turn her on like the sick freak she was and yet she still couldn't stop herself from putting the disk into the player on her computer.
Kim shivered in the seat as the video began.
“Hi, Kimmie.”

“Let me go you sick bitch!!” A man yelled as the screen lightened. Kim watched as he rubbed at his eyes frantically.
“A sick, itch?” Shego clucked her tongue and shook her head. She looked directly into the camera. Right at Kim. “Did you hear what he just called us, Kimmie? He called us sick bitches. He’s right isn’t he? I’m going to show him exactly how sick bitches get off.”
Shego moved in the frame Gripping the man’s collar roughly. “Sick bitched get off by hurting people. Shego slapped him, making the man yell.
“See that Kimmie? See how I hurt him for you. Like it?”
There was the grin. The camera was ultra-close on Shego's haunting smile. Then there was a violent scream as the camera panned back. The man writhed in pain as Shego's foot slammed down into his leg again. Crystal clear and in high resolution. Kim drooled when she heard the sharp snap of his leg shattering when Shego stomped it again. The green woman reached behind her grinding her foot and keeping the man screaming. The zipper slid down her back while tears slid down his face. "I bet you’re tired of that same old piece of shit video, aren’t you? This is far better." The cat suit was peeled away and the man’s scream faded to heavy sobs.
"Oh no, big guy. Don't get quiet on me." Another beautiful, sickeningly arousing crack entered Kim’s ears as she sent her other foot into his knee and he screamed anew. "Good. Boy. I need a good soundtrack."
Smooth pale green skin was revealed and Kim wanted her tongue on it. She wanted her hands in it she wanted her foot on his legs. She wanted to feel those bones snap the way Shego could.
Shego let a hand wander down her sides, sharp nails scraping over skin. Kim groaned and let her hand roll down her side too.
The camera moved, probably operated by a synthodrone. Now Shego had her hands round his neck squeezing.
“You want me to kill him don’t you Kimmie? You want me to squeeze his scrawny neck until his eyes pop out, don’t ya?” Well I want to too.”
Kim gripped her tight tit under her shirt in her hand and squeezed it when the man flailed.
"More! MORE!" She murmured pinching her nipples. Shego let his neck go and the man gasped in air. Shego smiled licking those full lips. She sent her fist slamming into the man’s face again making blood spurt from his most likely broken nose. Shego purred sultrily as the man cried and whimpered in pain.
“Hear that Kimmie? It makes you wet doesn’t it?”
Shego let her sharp green claws dance along the whimpering man’s skin. “It makes me wet. So does this.” Shego gripped the man’s neck violently and his head to the ground and his head bounced. Shego looked at the camera and smiled. He stopped whimpering and only twitched slightly.
“Oh God Kimmie it’s so hot to feel this. You know you want to do this. I told you it takes you over.” The camera moved again lowering to Shego’s firm green ass. She held the man’s awkwardly bent hand. He wasn't screaming anymore after his head hit the floor but Shego was purring. Kim watched as Shego’s twitching wet slit danced on the screen and she broke the man’s fingers one by one.
Crack. Snap. Crunch. Crack. Crick.
"Liking the show Kimmie?" Shego traced a finger of her free hand along her glistening slit Kim could see the dark bruises from where Shego had snapped his arm again.
MMNNNNNNN" Kim groaned both hands shoved down her loose cargo pants. Faster and harder. She needed more. Her hands weren’t enough. An orgasm wasn't enough. She heard Shego moan and arched up into her frantic hands again bending deeper than even she knew she could. Entranced by the video. Shego stood up dripping and holding the unconscious man by his neck with that unnatural superhuman strength that had so often cracked Kim's ribs and sent her home with bruises.
"Want me to snap his neck for you princess? Want to watch him fall like a bag of cement while you abuse your pretty clit? Do you want me to slice into him with these claws that feel so good?" Shego ran a finger along her slit to emphasize as the man barely breathed. A thin line of her juice stuck to her fingers
"God yes!! OH please!! Shego!!!!!" Kim did just that pinching her swollen nub almost violently as Shego grinned at her, her face turned looking at the man.
"Or do you want to do it? Do you want to be the one to feel him bend, and break. Watch his skin split while I abuse that pretty clit?"
"AAAAAGGGGHHHHHH." Kim eyes rolled back as she humped her hand helplessly. God she needed another hand. She needed five more hands. It was torture but she didn't know what more she could do."
Shego laughed on the video and Kim eyes focused again. She was sooo close now.
Shego’s hand a glowing hand pressed an inch away from the mans temple
She stretched a single finger against it and a bullet of green fire slammed through him and the man jerked slightly before she dropped him cold and dead. Once against the camera zoomed in on her smile. Which faded to black as Kim screamed in utter orgasmic bliss.
Then that voice was there again husky, heavy, and seductive.
“It takes you over princess. I know you’re soaking wet right now. I am too. You know where to find me when you stop lying to yourself. He was right you are a sick bitch, Princess, and I know you can’t take it anymore.”
Shego was right. Kim laid there panting, twitching, and knowing she wanted it again. The video would never be enough. It just made her want it more. No one would understand it. No one but Shego.
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