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Kim Possible: De-Moralized.	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69350 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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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Kim Possible: De-Moralized
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: Contains every squicky thing I can think of... And then some.
Note: This story begins not long after the events in the episode “The Twin Factor” and goes way, way, way off the beaten path from there.

Chapter Six: You Always Hurt The One You Love.

Kim and Shego left the Load home munching on fresh, hot, and gooey chocolate chip cookies. The decision to leave when things were just starting to get good wasn't an easy one for Kim. It was only Shego, acting in lieu of her own non-existent conscience, who convinced her they had other priorities. Not that Kim blamed Shego for tearing her away from the incestuous fuckfest, she knew the twisted green woman was acting on behalf of her own weird sadomasochistic urges.
She had to smile as they walked the few blocks toward her own home. There would, as Shego pointed out, plenty of time later to help Wade use and abuse his mentally enslaved mommy. Cementing their cover story needed to come first. Left to her own devices, she would have let that go in favor of the more immediate fun to be had. Lacking morals was great, but she could see where it could get her into a lot of trouble too.
Taking Shego's green hand in hers as they neared the top of a hill where her home stood, Kim giggled. “You know what Shego? You were right. We really do need each other. You need me to keep you from letting your sick desires run rampant, and I need you to be my personal Jiminy Cricket.” She gave her evil lover a lust filled smile. “Having you sitting on my shoulder, whispering advice in my ear, will keep me from getting sidetracked.”
Shego snorted at the idea of herself as a goody two shoes insect wearing a top hat. “I'd rather be sitting on your face Princess, but I get what you mean. Just don't expect me to keep you on the straight and narrow. 'Cause that sure as fuck isn't gonna happen.”
Kim dug in one of the pockets of her cargo pants for her house key as they turned to walk up the empty driveway. “Not the problem. I can't see myself ever being like I used to be, no matter what. No more little miss nice girl.” She inserted her key in the front door lock and turned it. “In fact, the more sick, twisted, and abnormal the better. I want to try everything and anything you can think of.”
Pushing the door open, Kim ushered her perverted green lover inside. “Welcome to your new home Shego.”
The villainess looked around the living room of the suburban house. To her eyes, the furnishings looked woefully out of date. She began to make retching noises. “Retro kitsch much Kimmie?”
Kim giggled as she pulled Shego toward the stairs. “Yeah, well, the 'rents are kinda fogyish that way.”
Shego let herself be led up to the second floor of the interior designer's nightmare and down a narrow hallway. “Speaking of which, where's your family at?”
Pausing near the end of the hall, Kim reached up and pulled a thin rope hanging from the ceiling. A panel opened and a well used ladder-like staircase descended. “Dad's at the space center working on a special project. He probably won't be home until late.” She began climbing the stairs with Shego on her heels. “Mom should be home from the hospital pretty soon, and the Tweebs are at school. They won't be home for a couple hours, they have after school detention for the entire week. Something about melting their teacher's desk with ordinary household chemicals.”
Shego heard the affectionate scorn in Kim’s voice when she mentioned her little brothers. Having younger twin brothers herself, she understood exactly how Kim felt about them. Though she wouldn't ever admit it aloud, she actually had more than a little respect for her Kimmie's younger siblings. It wasn't that long ago, they freed her from one of Drakken's misguided schemes. If not for those budding mad scientists, she and Kim might still be wearing mind control chips on their foreheads and doing the bidding of her former boss, a man who was all but one brick shy of a full load.
As they emerged through a trapdoor in the floor of a fairly large room, Shego remembered that wasn't the first time she'd met Kim’s brothers. Last Halloween she'd met them during the whole Centurion Project fiasco. They'd been made up as almost freakishly cute zombies for some charity haunted house thing. That was also the first and only time she saw her redheaded lover's parents. Her father, even though he'd been dressed as a vampire, exuded the whole absent minded professor vibe, while Kim’s mom seemed like an older version of her daughter, and made a PHAT witch, to boot.
One look around what could only be Kim’s bedroom brought a shocking realization to Shego. In a very short time she would be meeting the whole family again. If Kim’s plan went the way it was supposed to, she'd pretty much become a part of that family. The chances of that actually happening seemed to recede, as she remembered she had been trying to murder their daughter at the time of their last meeting. She surveyed the girly-girl ubiquitousness that surrounded her and hoped they would fall for Kim’s scheme. As much as she loved this amoral new Kimmie, she knew anyone who got in her way, even her closest loved ones, were facing a very short and painful future.
Even though she was as evil and sick as she could possibly be, Shego understood the value of family. It was the only thing that kept her from killing her own brothers, even when she thought they truly deserved it at times. Kim didn't have those compunctions anymore. In any other circumstance, that was fine with her, but in this case, she really would have to play the part of top hat and tails wearing insect.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Kim patiently waiting for some snarky comment about the décor. Rather than dwell on her newfound role in the young teenager's life, she pointed at the futon bed in the corner of the room. “There's only gonna be enough room for the two of us on there. That creepy fucking thing on your pillow has to go.”
Kim rushed over to the bed and grabbed up her beloved Pandaroo. With the Cuddle-Buddy safely ensconced in her arms, she turned to look at her total bitch of a sexy green lover. “I can't get rid of him!” A twisted smile came over her face. “How about this Shego? There will be plenty of room if I shove him up your cunt.”
Shego eyed the stuffed animal speculatively. She'd had a lot of things inside her. Some of them, half of Kimmie's arm included, pretty big too, but none as big as the butt ugly thing Kim was holding. Even if it squished down a lot, it would still be pretty damn big and take a lot of painful effort... “Deal Pumpkin.”
Kim sat her Pandaroo back in it's proper place. If everything went according to plan, tonight it would have a new temporary home. Her thoughts went to doing what needed to be done to make sure she had the chance to do it. She looked up at the clock on her wall and saw they didn't have a whole lot of time left before her mom got home. Her fourteen year old pussy began to juice with anticipation as she looked at Shego. “Are you ready to make a proper first impression on my mom?”
Shego began stripping out of her clothes. Eagerness for what was to come showed in her every movement. “I've been ready ever since you came up with the idea Princess.”
Kim watched as more beautiful green skin was exposed. She saw the marks of the beating she'd given Shego's ass were completely gone. As much as she loved seeing the woman battered and bruised, she was glad Shego's healing powers worked as well as advertised. Her whole plan hinged on that aspect of the evil slut's weird super abilities. She pointed toward a door on the wall opposite the bed. “Bathroom is that way, we'll do it in there. Go hop in the tub and I’ll be in, in a minute.”
Completely naked, Shego blew Kim a kiss as she sashayed out of the room. Kim giggled as she stripped out of her mission outfit. Once she was in her birthday suit, she turned to her closet and began digging through her gear for the things she needed.
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Shego lay on her back in the empty bath tub with one leg hooked over the edge. Her other leg was pressed up against the tile surround. Between the two she drove the slender white handle of a toilet brush. In and out of her oozing snatch, with slow and deliberate strokes, she moved the cleaning implement. She moaned with sick pleasure as the hard bristles scraped and prickled the inner walls of her cunt with each thrust. For anyone else this would be quite painful. To Shego it was just warming up for the really intense things to come.
Come she almost did, when Kim stepped into the room, hands full of objects whose use would soon be applied to her green tinted flesh. She pushed the brush deeper into her body. Felt the head impact her cervix. She whimpered with sick delight as she watched Kim lay out the things she brought on the floor beside the tub.
Kim sat her all purpose multi-tool on the floor. It was something Wade designed for her. Basically a Swiss army knife on steroids. At last count, it had over three hundred separate uses. She kept her eyes on the handle Shego was slowly twisting inside her body as she did. “Starting without me, I see?”
Shego nodded as she watched Kim place a second object on the floor. The last time she saw the dive knife it had been strapped to the young redhead's slender, athletic, leg. The sight of the unsheathed blade sent shivers of anticipation coursing through her body. She twisted the brush harder, digging the bristles into her innermost opening. “I couldn't resist Princess. Just knowing what we are about to do is making me so fucking hot I can barely stand it.”
Kim giggled as she sat her laser lipstick on the floor beside the other items. Her own dripping twat was telling her, she too, was excited by the prospect of abusing the evil woman's tender body. She sat the last thing she carried on the floor. Turning the aluminum baseball bat so she had the handle portion within easy grasp. She knelt on the floor beside the tub and contemplated her plan as she watched Shego's deviant masturbation technique.
Sympathy was the name of the game. Her mom was a doctor, a neurosurgeon to be exact. She was avowed to help the sick and injured to the very best of her abilities. If her mother had a middle name, it would be compassion. Kim intended to use that compassion, and a slight variation of the cover story she used on Dr. Director, to ingratiate Shego to her. Once her mom was hooked by her need to help, the rest of the family would be easy to convince.
Kim reached out her hand to the foot waving over the edge of the tub. Her own pink flesh, and even pinker painted nails, made an interesting contrast to the green foot, with black nails, she lovingly caressed. With her other hand she picked up the multi-tool and flipped open one of it's many attachments. “How does that old saying go again? Right. This is gonna hurt you more than it does me.”
Shego rolled her eyes at the intentional misquote. “Knock off the sweet talk Cupcake and fuck me up already!”
The teenager laughed as she brought the set of miniature pliers closer to Shego's tiniest toe. She grasped the nail firmly and yanked with all her might. Nail parted from flesh, leaving a welling of blood in it's place.
The green villainess moaned with delight as pain shot up her leg and sent the entirely wrong signal to her miswired brain. She panted lustfully as she worked the brush faster in her cunt. “More Princess. More!”
Kim happily obliged her screwed up lover's request. One by one, she separated each of the remaining toenails from the woman's foot. Each time, she heard Shego cry out in extreme pleasure. Kim sat the tool down beside the splatters of blood on the bathroom floor as she watched Shego twitch her way through an orgasm. She saw cunt juice, tinged with the pinkish hue of blood, spew from the green woman’s self abused pussy. Between the two of them, Shego was going to be a total mess before they were through. The thought excited Kim more than she ever believed possible.
Once the woman stopped writhing so much, Kim picked up the bat and stood. “Try to hold still bitch. I don't want to miss and crack the tub.”
It wasn't easy for Shego, but she did as she was told. Her eyes followed the arc of the bat as the young girl swung it toward her already bleeding foot. The impact of the metal cylinder sent wave after wave of searing pain through her. The sound of her own bones breaking took her over the top and into orgasmic bliss once again.
Kim hefted the bat onto her shoulder and stared at her handiwork. Shego's foot was grossly misshapen and had a sliver of bone protruding from the bottom. Kim knew, that for anyone else, the injury would be permanently crippling. She also knew the screaming green woman would be good as new in only a few short hours. The feeling of her own impending orgasm drove Kim to swing the bat again and again.
Ribs cracked and Shego howled her lust into the air. Thigh bruised and Shego begged and pleaded for Kim to do her worst. Knee shattered and Kim knew the feeling of her very first violence induced cum.
Shego watched the young girl get off on the abuse she inflicted. She, herself, was flooded by her own massive orgasmic pleasure. This was by far the worst anyone had ever been willing to damage her. Her love for the girl only grew at that thought. She heard the bat hit the floor as Kim stood panting over her. She wanted even more and knew only her wonderfully sick Princess could give it to her.
She continued fucking herself with one hand on the brush handle, while raising her other hand to her breasts. She fondled one of the hard tipped globes. Squeezed it as she looked into Kim’s eyes. “Come on you little sicko! You have to do more. All this will heal soon. You gotta make it really bad if we're going to pull it off.”
Kim watched the already broken woman play with her green tit. She was pretty sure she'd done more than enough to convince her mom. It wasn't really necessary to hurt Shego any more. That didn't stop her from asking the question foremost in her mind. “What would you like me to do to you Shego? I love you and all you have to do is ask.”
The evil green villainess pushed her breast upwards, putting it prominently on display for her deviant lover. Her voice came out as a sensual whisper. “Mutilate me.”
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