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Revelations of Destiny	By : Kellendros Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 63461 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author’s Notes:

Ok, I had some real trouble writing these next two chapters, which were originally supposed to be just one. Why? Don’t know; don’t care, as Shego would say. In order to avoid just sitting around doing nothing while I beat my head against the block, I “wrote ahead” as I could, and thus have several more chapters done after this.

Also, I recently realized that some people on FFN may have found this story on AFFN first and not noticed/ignored the FFN version, or jumped straight to here from the first chapter on FFN, missing some info in the notes at the end of the last chapter there. In either case, I wanted to mention that I’m using a work-around with the FFN chapter-alert system that lets me use it to send out an alert when I put up a new chapter here, so, given the potential for further erratic/delayed chapter releases, those of you on FFN might want to add it to your alert lists.

Additionally, Josh84 did some more fanart for RoD over the long lull, so anyone interested might wanna mosey over to dA and check it out…

http://josh84.deviantart.com/

And last but not least, I realize the second half of this chapter is probably pretty crappy compared to my usual work, but like I said, I had trouble with it, so… s’best I could do. Sorry…

July 23, Saturday, Early Afternoon

Shego gave a soft huff of a sigh as she put the last of her gardening tools away, closing the cabinet door and straightening as she did. Turning, she slowly walked up the center of the greenhouse while looking around at everything with a carefully appraising eye. Though Fabrizio did most of the day-to-day work maintaining the lush indoor gardens, both here in the greenhouse and out in the main hall, Shego liked to keep her hand in the mix, mainly because she enjoyed working with the plants and it relaxed her—and she certainly needed relaxing today.

The last three days with Kim had her engine running hotter than she could remember, even back in high school, and she’d come closer to letting go last night than she’d ever come before—only a small step closer to be sure, but closer nonetheless. All of that was both amazing and amazingly frustrating at the same time, and it was starting to get to her, especially during their morning workouts.

Even with her letting off some steam over the last two nights with the help of her little golden friend “Mr. Buzzy,” the intense physical activity coupled with her now knowing exactly how most of Kim’s all-but-naked form looked and felt, in an entirely different but no less physical context, had her thoughts wandering more and more noticeably. The fact that she enjoyed fighting—even sparring—a little… more, than most people would consider healthy didn’t exactly help either, nor did Kim’s new propensity to use grappling maneuvers to mix things up when she had the chance—the last thing Shego needed was the feel of Kim’s tight, compact little hardbody pressing up against her while they writhed and strained and struggled across the mats.

Sighing again, Shego headed for the main hall. She really did hate the way her mind—and irrational psychological blocks—worked sometimes. She wanted Kim, as much or more than anyone she’d ever wanted before, and it was bluntly obvious the fiery redhead wanted her as well—possibly just as much, though Shego refused to indulge her ego in taking that little supposition as granted—but here she was, still unable to follow through on that desire thanks to stupid insecurities and repression formed during her early teen years, before her confidence had grown strong enough to resist those influences.

Coming out into the main hall, Shego glanced up to find Kim coming down the far set of stairs, and her eyes widened in surprise. It wasn’t until she ran into the end of the banister a few moments later, hard, that she realized she wasn’t seeing things, as the image remained the same when she returned her astonished gaze to it the instant she recovered from the collision.

There, above her, blithely nonchalant, was Kim, descending the staircase wearing nothing more than a bunched up off-white towel wrapped around her neck, every remaining inch of her compact, curvy, muscular frame exposed for all the world to see.

Despite the eminently enticing lines of definition lazily flexing and undulating beneath the redhead’s lightly tanned skin, Shego couldn’t resist being immediately drawn to the paler, eye-catching wedge between the teenager’s legs instead, the sharp, crisp tan lines of that V-shape pulling her gaze as if it were a bold advertisement for the cute little clitty and smooth, trim pussy nestled at its base.

Kim made it all the way to the foot of the stairs before Shego was able to throw off her stunned amazement and fascination, recovering her wits and finding her voice through an act of sheer willpower alone.

“Ahhh, what, exactly, in the hell do you think you’re doing?” The slight bite in Shego’s tone came more from the knowing smirk on Kim’s lips than anything else.

“Just going for a swim…” Kim’s voice was as innocently casual as her manner, and she didn’t even slow down as she calmly circled around Shego and headed for the gym.

“Like that?”

“Sure, why not? No one here but you and me, and the nearest neighbors are at least a half-mile away…”

Shego wasn’t stupid; she knew exactly what Kim was doing. That still didn’t stop her from standing there watching the redhead’s retreating form until the teenager passed out of sight, unconsciously licking her black-painted lips several times as she did. It was just too hard to ignore the alluring, noticeably muscled curves of the small of her back; the gentle sway of those well-formed hips beneath her narrow waist; the softly undulating flex and release of that taut, sharply rounded ass; the firm, shapely lines of incongruously muscular yet slender thighs and flaring, curvaceous calves; or that delightful, delicious diamond hollow nestled right beneath that perfect ass and between those silky thighs. The whole of Kim’s sleek, compact form was a sultry delight for Shego’s eyes with its lean, sporty curves and smooth, satiny skin, flawless in all places save where accentuated by the thin, faded lines of old scars, tribute to past endeavors both athletic and heroic alike.

Shaking her head sharply, Shego headed up the stairs while grumbling unintelligibly under her breath—even she wasn’t entirely sure what her complaints were, but she certainly knew she was making them. After last night, it was painfully obvious what Kim was trying to accomplish with her little exhibitionist ploy, but that didn’t make it any easier to ignore. In fact, the brazen seduction was working triple-time on Shego, as, in addition to the obvious, she was sorely tempted to fight fire with fire and join Kim for a little swim in her own birthday suit, while at the same time, equally, her confrontational nature demanded she ignore Kim’s gambit; to put it out of her head and refuse to be drawn in by it. Of course, that put her at odds with herself, as it was that same nature pushing her to go get naked and wet in order to take Kim on head-to-head in her little game—and none of it helped her get that tantalizing image of the redhead out of her mind, as no matter which part of her had the upper hand at any given moment, they were all focused on the exact same thing.

Reaching her suite, Shego spent the next few minutes wandering around the main room trying to relax. It wasn’t until she found herself not so idly wishing she’d built the house with a more traditional design, so that the main rooms overlooked the pool like most villas did, that Shego realized she wasn’t just losing the pacing, restless battle, she was in a full rout. It was just so hard to ignore what she’d seen and what she imagined was going on right now, with Kim all wet and sleek as she pulled herself through the water in long, gliding strokes, or walking along the side of the pool, slick and glistening, to mount the diving board and leap up high and graceful, her strong, agile young frame twisting and bending acrobatically before plunging down to smoothly knife into the clear blue-green waters below.

The more she tried to stop thinking about it—or the more she thought about it, depending on which part of her was in control of her mind’s eye at any given moment—the more she found herself becoming increasingly excited by the visions both real and imagined, as well as memories of what she and Kim had done over the last few evenings that were creeping in ever more frequently. Eventually, the pale woman had no choice but to acknowledge that she’d gone from simple imagination-fueled titillation to full-blown arousal, as a familiar, itching tightness began crawling across her breasts and out from between her legs, bringing a warm flush and increased sensitivity with it.

Growling, Shego gave her head a quick shake and headed for the bedroom, unbuttoning her shirt as she went. She may have lost the battle, but she wasn’t going to give in and head down to the pool either, and she certainly didn’t intend to sit around letting her imagination torture her. That just wasn’t her style, and she was more than capable of taking steps to turn the current situation to her advantage instead. It wasn’t until she entered the other room that she remembered she’d left her vibrator in the bathroom after cleaning it this morning.

Sighing, Shego kicked off her sandals and unbuttoned her jeans before wiggling her way free of the semi-tight denim. Hooking her foot in the material, she kicked the jeans up into the hamper by the closet while shrugging off her shirt, which followed after them shortly thereafter. The last to go was her cotton panties.

Looking down at her hands for a second after tossing her underwear, Shego snorted softly. Given she’d been working in the greenhouse, maybe having left her vibrator in the bathroom was a good thing. Otherwise she might have been a little too distracted to think of washing up first—not that there was much chance of any chemical fertilizers or soil-enriching enzyme compounds being on her hands, but given she’d really rather not get any kind of rash or burn down there, even with her enhanced healing abilities, better safe than sorry.

Despite being sidetracked by the few minutes it took to clean up before retrieving “Mr. Buzzy,” when Shego looked up to see herself in the bathroom mirror, she found the distraction hadn’t particularly dampened her ardor. In fact, all it took was a few stray thoughts of how Kim would look standing in front of her, with her strong arms draped around the redhead’s tight little body and hands… occupied, in various places, and she immediately felt her delicate nipples and tingling clit returning to their previously aroused, achingly stiff state.

With a lazy smile spreading across her black-painted lips, Shego ran her hands over her taut, muscular frame with languorous abandon, enjoying the view in the mirror as much as the shivering feel of her own touch against her soft, satiny skin. Kim was right; over two hundred pounds or not, she really did look great now.

Flipping her hair over one shoulder, Shego turned sideways a little, examining how her slender waist flared out into the prominent, rounded swells and curves of her ass before flowing down into the attractive lines of her thick, powerful legs. A moment later she flexed lightly, watching the rolling interplay of muscles against one another as they rippled beneath her smooth tea-green skin.

And I suppose if I have to have a big butt, this is the one to have…

The wry thought was accompanied by a twitch of a smirk. It also sparked other thoughts—or rather, memories. Memories of Kim’s fervent declarations regarding that particular part of Shego’s anatomy; declarations that hadn’t exactly… shocked, the pale beauty, given she was finally starting to get used to Kim’s new attitude, but were still somewhat… unexpected, and made all the more arousing for it.

That arousal proved no less powerful now, two days later, as the memories of Kim’s wicked assertion not only quickened Shego’s blood, but also conjured further fantasies in the form of a phantom Kim once more joining Shego’s mirror image, this time not just passively standing in front of her, but rather pressed tight to her back, the gentle pressure of the redhead’s firm, compacted breasts surrounding harder points of contact from stiff, fully erect nipples, while the teenager’s smooth, warm groin pushed insistently against the big, rounded mounds of curving muscle she had so zealously praised, the sides of her own smaller, equally taut buttocks rippling as they indented and filled back in rhythmically with every rocking, sensual thrust of her hips, the primal movements riding Shego’s ass the same way she’d rode her heated groin last evening.

A few moments later, as Shego felt a sultry flush spreading over her from the tantalizing vision filling her mind’s eye, the carnal fantasy suddenly flickered into something else, the straps and buckles of a heavy black leather and chrome ring harness now girding Kim’s hips, while the smooth, slender shaft of an opalescent purple dildo rose from the center of her covered groin to vanish into the deep, diamond wedge enticingly nestled at the base of Shego’s ass, right above the firm swells of her well-formed inner thighs, stroking in and out of that divine hollow in easy, gliding thrusts as Kim curled her hips up and down in a long arc, the teenager’s tight little ass contorting deliciously while the lines of her shapely thighs flexed taut to support the demanding motion.

Shego drew breath just shy of a gasp as, in her vivid, overdriven imagination, she felt the shaft of that prosthetic phallus sliding deep inside her abruptly feverish cunt, every slow, inexorable thrust pushing open her slick, hungry inner flesh and filling her with a gratifying sense of fullness before withdrawing in a cascade of glorious pleasure, shivering, streaking delight shooting through her as the hard, sleek shaft rubbed against her insides so fantastically. Without even realizing it, Shego leaned forward submissively, so that mirror-Kim could wrap her hot hands around Shego’s slender waist and pull back on her hips assertively with every thrust, the long strokes burying the false cock inside Shego all the way to the base of the shaft now before withdrawing near completely, all while maintaining that same sedate, inevitable rhythm.

Shego didn’t know how long she stood there, looking into the mirror, nor did she recall exactly when she’d retrieved her golden vibrator and taken a broader, bent-legged stance so she could impale her hot, wet cunt with its gleaming length, thrusting the smooth rod in and out of herself with growing vigor, the lustrous shaft slick with her free-flowing lubricants and grown warm from friction and intense body heat. She only really realized what she was doing after she’d been doing it for some time, at which point she stopped suddenly, blinking once as she stared into her own dark green eyes in the mirror before her.

Ohhhh no… This? Not happening! The curt thought shot through Shego’s head as she scowled and gave her head a sharp, decisive shake, her long mane swaying back and forth in undulating waves. A moment later she straightened while withdrawing the vibrator from herself, then headed for the door. Barring a few insecurities that cropped up from time to time, she knew she had a… healthy, appreciation for her own appearance, but fantasy or not, there was no way in hell she was going to jack off with her vibrator while staring deep into her own god damn eyes! That was just way too far into full-blown—and creepy—narcissism for her comfort level.

Grabbing a hand towel on her way out, Shego paused on the other side of the doorway and then headed for a nearby armchair instead of the bedroom. Sometimes lying back and squirming around on a big, soft bed while playing with herself was just what the doctor ordered, but at other times, Shego preferred an environment better suited to more… vigorous, pursuits.

Haphazardly tossing her towel onto the chair, Shego followed right after it, curling herself into the padded frame in a single smooth motion, slouching deep with her right shoulder wedged against one arm while she hooked her left leg over the other, smooth, powerfully muscled thighs spread wide and curvaceous calves tensed as she braced bare, dainty feet against floor and chair alike, raising her hips to offer up her hot, ready cunt to the golden shaft of her vibrator once more.

Experienced fingers slipped the gleaming metal rod into her slick, soft-pink opening as smooth as silk, and Shego swiftly returned to her previous masturbatory momentum as if the brief delay and change of scenery and position had never occurred, renewed waves of rising, liquid pleasure washing through her as she pumped her hand in a blur, the warm, gently vibrating device sliding in and out of her like a divine piston.

Her mind’s eye caught up just as quickly, easily adapting the previous scenario to her current situation as she closed her eyes and indulged her imagination once more, envisioning Kim’s compact, athletic frame kneeling in front of the chair, the enticing lines of her taut abs showing clearly as she rocked her hips in and out, in and out, energetically riding Shego with her strap-on while perky, proud little breasts bobbed and swayed invitingly, her magnificently long nipples jutting out stiffly and fern-green eyes shimmering with fervent desire.

“Ohhhh yeah, that’s it…” Shego crooned, her left hand seeking out her breasts to cup and knead the firm, full mounds with abandon, dexterous fingers pinching and twisting sharper streaks of delight out of fully erect, aching nipples while the muscles of her tight stomach rose and fell in rippling, undulating waves beneath silky tea-green skin, a continuous display of sensual athleticism as she rocked her hips up and down, faster and faster.

Soon Shego wasn’t just twisting her hips in sultry, rocking curves, she was lifting them up off the seat entirely, her solid upper back digging into the sturdy chair as she braced her feet and thrust broad hips higher and higher, shapely thighs, ass, and abs tensing and relaxing in alluring waves while the rise and fall of her movements took on an ever-increasing energy. Deeper grunts and harsh, ragged panting replaced trilling and crooning as the lengthening primal thrusts approached the incessant, pumping regularity of an oil derrick—though no oil derrick was capable of the swaying, swiveling, side-to-side twists Shego added to the sensual arcing motion of her hips.

With a faint sheen of sweat rising across tea-green flesh while waves of incessant, driving pleasure rose from her feverish, glistening cunt where that soft-pink mouth gripped and released the slick, pistoning shaft of her golden vibrator with hungry, demanding contractions, Shego could no longer resist the mounting call of her climax beckoning ever more insistently from beneath those pulsing waves of delight. Her left hand all but flew from her tingling, throbbing breasts to join its partner between her legs, aching delight coming from nimble fingertips squeezing and pulling at the rigid shaft of her prominent clit, while a sharper lightning storm of ecstasy lanced through her as she rubbed the firm, flaring, pale-green head with wanton vigor, slamming herself through the swelling waves of gratification to embrace the all-consuming eruption of pleasure that was her waiting orgasm.

With her every well-defined muscle rippling into plain view as her frame tensed to quivering rigidity, Shego’s hips bucked and twitched spastically while the entirety of her screaming pussy poured a roaring geyser of hot ecstasy into her brain, liquid heat and pleasure washing everything else away as the waves of her climax took over, throbbing and pulsing through her body for countless long moments before finally, inevitably, receding in ever-weakening swells while she slowly relaxed and sank back down into the chair, until all that remained was a heady sense of warm, mellow gratification.

As her breathing slowly returned to normal, Shego sighed her enjoyment and pulled the vibrator out from where it was buried in her depths. Holding the glistening golden shaft by its black plastic base, she draped her forearm along the padded arm of the chair and dangled the metallic toy from her fingertips, the relaxing afterglow of her climax rendering her largely unwilling to go to the effort of stretching up from her sprawled state to put it on the nearby table.

If Princess thinks walking around the house wearing nothing but a smile is going to get to me, she has another thing coming, Shego thought. A moment later she reluctantly amended; Well, ok, so obviously it “got” to me, but it isn’t gonna get me to jump her in the halls or anything like that—damn little minx! I wasn’t kidding when I told her I was very friendly with myself… oh god how pathetic is that?

Shego rolled her eyes for a moment while shaking her head faintly, and then returned to her thoughts with a disgusted sigh.

This is just so wrong! I should not be the one reaming myself out with a vibrator because I’m so horny I’m practically climbing the walls! And Kim Possible should absolutely, positively, one hundred percentedly not be the one making me that way! She’s a freaking sixteen-year-old hero for Christ’s sakes! She’s all about justice and virtue and puppies and kittens and all the rest of that good-girl crap I can’t stand! She is not supposed to know how to do things like this! And why the fuck can’t I just grab her and screw her brains out right here right now like I want to damnit?

Shego sighed again, this time in frustration. She knew damn well why she wasn’t doing that.

Stupid fucking hang-ups… stupid fucking possible real feelings… stupid fucking pun!

A moment later, Shego looked up with a start as she heard a soft noise from the doorway to the main hall. The door was wide open (for how long?) and Kim was standing there, watching her, with her wet hair slicked back against her skull and still wearing nothing—other than a faint damp sheen from the pool anyway.

Ruthlessly clamping down on her initial impulse to sit up with an even greater start and try to cover herself up, Shego instead forced herself to relax and just sit there as if she hadn’t a care in the world. Despite succeeding, she couldn’t stop a faint blush from spreading across her cheeks. Raising an eyebrow, she inquired in as nonchalant a tone as she could muster; “Been there long have we?”

“Long enough…” Kim replied innocently as she walked across the room towards Shego, smiling. “Need any… help?”

Well at least I’m not the only one having… problems, Shego thought to herself as she took note of the long, erect nipples tipping the teenager’s small, pert breasts, and how she could clearly see the lines of Kim’s cute little clit pressing up firmly from beneath her skin. Not, mind you, that seeing that is helping me in any way either…

Shego looked up at Kim, now standing next to the chair, and responded dryly; “No Possible, I’m doing just fine on my own; thanks for the concern…”

“Ok then…” Kim began to turn away, then paused, turned back to Shego, and started leaning over slowly instead.

“Ahhh… what the hell are you doing Princess?” Shego demanded, a small thread of panic rising in her.

“Oh, nothing…” Kim responded with a smile, her tone perfect innocence as she reached out and gently took the forgotten vibrator from Shego’s lax grasp before she realized what was happening.

Straightening once more, Kim brought the vibrator up in front of her and looked at it intently. Her nostrils flared slightly as she brought it closer to her face and inhaled deeply. Moving her now smoldering gaze back to Shego, Kim locked eyes with her and slowly, oh so slowly, brought the golden rod closer to her face.

Parting her lips, Kim curled her soft pink tongue around the base of the toy and drew her mouth up the length of the shaft, tasting the salty-sweet remnants of Shego’s fluids on it. She repeated the process three more times, rotating the toy a small turn with each languid, licking pass, then softly sucked at the rounded tip with pursed lips for a moment before circling her tongue around it as she finished. After that she slowly, surely, licked her lips clean of the glistening sheen coating them.

Smiling once more, Kim looked away from Shego as she turned and put the vibrator down in the center of the square table next to the chair, setting it upright on its base so that it looked like a little rocket on a launch pad waiting to take off.

“Gotta keep those clean after you use them…” Kim stated matter-of-factly as she glanced at Shego one last time before turning and heading for the door, her hips swaying back and forth subtly, emphasizing the movements of her firm, curvaceous ass as she went.

Finally recovering from her slack-jawed amazement, Shego’s teeth clicked together as she snapped her mouth shut before growling out; “You’re not making this easy Kimmie!”

Pausing at the door, Kim raised her right hand to grasp the jam and then looked back over her shoulder, twisting her torso just enough to emphasize the lean lines of her tightly muscled waist and silhouette the swell of one curving, nubile breast past her flank.

“I said I’d give you as much time as you needed Shego, however long that might be. And I meant it. But I never said I’d make it easy…” Kim replied with a smile that was equal parts challenge, amusement, and pure sin. Then the lithe cheerleader swung herself around the jam and out of the room on her extended arm in a single fluid motion, vanishing from sight.

Shego groaned and leaned back into the chair, closing her eyes and thumping the back of her head soundly into the heavily padded chair-back over and over again.

This… is not happening! This is not happening! This is not happening! The repeating thought echoed through Shego’s head in one form or another with every impact.

A few moments later she sighed, growled, and, in a low mutter, griped; “god damn it!” before reaching out and grabbing the vibrator from where it sat on the table. A few seconds after that the room was once more filled with a faintly muffled buzzing that went on for quite some time…

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Out in the main hall, Kim continued walking with a slow, swaying pace until she heard Shego mutter something from her room, followed by the almost inaudible hum of her vibrator drifting out through the open doorway. After that she practically skipped the rest of the way to her suite with a huge grin, bouncing through the doorway and closing the heavy mahogany portal behind her before leaning back against it.

Giggling, Kim blushed faintly as she thought; I can’t believe I managed to pull that off with a straight face. Then again, I can’t believe I managed to pull it off at all…

A moment later Kim’s face grew reflective as she continued thinking; I’m sorry Shego, but I know you want me and I sure as hell want you, so there’s no way I’m making it easy on you. You need to get over this, for both our sakes! I’m not here to use you for a cheap thrill before moving on to something else, and I will not let your insecurities screw this up for us. You’re a strong, beautiful, intelligent, fun-loving woman who should realize by now that it’s those things that make people want you, not just your bad-girl image or exotic looks.

Besides, Kim’s grin returned in full force as she pushed off the door and headed for her bedroom, you’ve been messing with my head since the day we met; it’s high time “Princess” gets some payback of her own.

Speaking of getting some of my own…

Kim softly stroked one of her long nipples and then gave it a gentle tug as she entered the bedroom, immediately heading for the Queen’s dresser, where all her makeup and other beauty supplies were neatly laid out on top of it. There she picked up a small bottle of baby oil before moving over to the bed, her head filled with the magnificent images of Shego’s pale, supple body writhing and undulating in that great big armchair, both hands enthusiastically working all of her pussy with nimble fingers and that deeply delving vibrator until her muscles rippled and contracted with the power of her shuddering, twitching climax.

The final minutes of Shego’s play had been quite the mouthwatering show for the first time Kim had seen her naked—even now she was still hard and excited to the point of throbbing ache—and she couldn’t wait to see and feel Shego reacting the same way under her own skilled touch. Tasting and stroking all of that smooth tea-green skin, brushing her fingers over the delicate darker green nipples tipping Shego’s firm mounds, plumbing her depths and stroking her soft folds and big clit with her seeking tongue, feeling Shego move beneath her as she held the pale beauty mouth-to-mouth and tongue-to-tongue while Shego came hot and hard from her careful ministrations—it was all going to be so good!

But for now, she’d have to settle for this…

Crawling up onto the bed, Kim lay back with her shoulders elevated by a mound of pillows, then dribbled some oil over her fingertips, too eager to wait for her own lubricants to start flowing freely. A moment later she pulled her feet up and parted her folded legs until there was the faintest of burning aches in the inner curves of her lean, muscular thighs. With legs spread wide, Kim immediately began stroking herself with intent purpose, her smile growing as she thought that this would probably be the first battle in history where the combatants would have absolutely no objection to the collateral damage they racked up along the way…

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July 24, Sunday, Shortly After Supper

“Ok Shego, time for you to give me a little help on my terms.”

Kim’s firm voice echoed over Shego’s head from somewhere behind the pale beauty as she reclined on the downstairs couch. Leaning her head back, Shego’s brow furrowed as she caught sight of Kim standing there with her arms crossed beneath her breasts and outfitted in her Middleton High cheerleading uniform—at least now she knew why the redhead had suddenly wandered off shortly after they’d cleaned up the kitchen and settled down to watch some TV.

“Excuse me?”

“Well, since you’re apparently so keen on ‘educating’ me in order to correct my so-called ‘shortcomings’, I figured ‘Miss Go’ can fulfill a little faculty advisor role for me as well…” Kim gave a playful smirk as she started circling around the couch, but she couldn’t help the tiny bit of bite that crept into her tone. She still wasn’t exactly thrilled about the idea of learning the greasy, grimy ins and outs of repair work, however sound Shego’s reasoning had been earlier in the day, and that lingering undercurrent of irritation played a small role in motivating her current actions. “I need feedback on some new cheer routines I came up with, so you’re elected.”

“Oh you’ve got to be—” Shego suddenly stopped in mid-sentence, one sable eyebrow slowly arching high as she noticed something. Smacking her lips once, she held her mouth half open for a long pause before drawling; “Aaaaaaand how long exactly has that been part of the uniform there Kimmie?”

Kim snorted softly as she reflexively glanced down at the dark purple garter belt snugly encircling her firm, curvy left thigh; Shego was nothing if not observant. The amused redhead’s smile was pure innocence as she kept walking towards the stereo, replying; “Just a little something extra I threw on for fun.”

“Yeeeeah, I’ll just bet.” Shego responded with dry skepticism; she was nothing if not suspicious now as well.

Kim’s wicked smirk was hidden as she collected the CD she’d left on the entertainment center earlier in the day and slipped it into the stereo, setting up the track she wanted to use and pressing play a few moments later. When she turned back to Shego, stepping out into the center of the open space in front of the TV after turning the huge widescreen off, her expression was once more carefully schooled to a more innocent humor.

“Now pay attention Shego; I don’t want you missing anything.” Kim raised one cinnamon eyebrow along with the challenging demand.

“Show me what you’ve got Princess.” Shego’s voice was still wry, but it carried a dryly amused tone now.

It took considerable effort for Kim to keep a firm grip on her composure instead of bursting into giggling laughter over the inadvertent foreshadowing in the pale woman’s lazy response, but somehow she managed, though it was touch and go for a long moment; she wasn’t sure she could have done it if the music hadn’t started, giving her something else to concentrate on instead.

Kim had spent well over an hour tracking down a dance beat that started off sufficiently “upbeat” to avoid playing her hand too early, while still sliding into something more appropriate to her true intent after a while, and that beat was performing just as expected, allowing her to start with a series of high, flashing, straight-legged kicks entirely fitting for what she knew and Shego highly suspected she wasn’t really doing, showing off the curvy lengths of her sexy, lightly tanned legs to full effect as she rotated a quarter-turn to the right with every energetic movement, until she’d come full circle and was facing Shego once more.

Another quarter-turn and Kim followed her rising leg with her entire body, throwing herself into an in-place back flip with each leg an even distance from her torso, so she formed a three-point star as she spun through the air in a fast, graceful circle she made look deceptively easy. Landing with practiced, near-perfect balance, the agile redhead immediately flipped herself forward, performing the exact same move in reverse, only this time, she dropped all the way down to the carpet in a falling front splits, her soft, effortless landing once more highly misleading in its ease of execution.

Once on the floor, Kim looked up to her left to meet Shego’s mildly amused gaze, smiling as she twisted to plant her palms on the carpet and lift herself off the floor, hips swiveling as she kept the curves of her tightly flexed left leg extended out to the side and slightly back, while folding her right leg around her supporting right arm in an exceptional display of supple strength and balance. After holding the pose for a long three count, Kim carefully unlimbered her right leg, slowly extending it in the same fashion as her left while bending forward at her elbows to counterbalance. Again, she held the pose just long enough to demonstrate the near-complete control she had over her trembling athletic frame—and to make sure Shego got a nice long look at the smooth, well-defined lines of her strong, widespread legs—then she drew them up and settled into a crouching squat on the delectable curves of those folded limbs.

Still smiling, Kim rose from her gargoyle crouch with a sinuous, serpentine swaying motion that took up residence in her hips as, right on cue, the music shifted its rhythm from energetic to something far smoother and more suggestive, as well as eminently befitting the lazy pendulum arc those attractive hips now described as they rocked back and forth with slow sensuality, while above them, the sharp lines of Kim’s taut tummy and sides rippled and undulated in a scrumptious display of lean muscularity.

As Kim continued swaying in place, she began running her hands over her sleek skin wherever it was exposed by her scanty cheerleading outfit, sliding her fingers and palms up and down the firm, well-formed curves of her slender yet muscular arms and shoulders, across the rolling expanse of her flat stomach, and over the thicker curves of her legs as she occasionally drew one or the other up to her chest while twisting slightly away from Shego, trailing her rising, frilly-sock-clad foot along her opposite inner calf and thigh every time she did.

Across the room, Shego was certainly watching the display with interest, though a lot of that interest stemmed from a sense of confounding uncertainty on her part. When Kim had laid out her little demand, Shego was certain she understood the fairly blatant ploy the redhead was enacting, but then, when things progressed in a way she hadn’t expected, she started thinking that maybe she’d been wrong, and the feisty teenager really was just trying to get back at her for the pressure she’d put on her this afternoon, however much it had been for her own good. Now she really didn’t know what to think, as it seemed Kim was back to Shego’s first assumption of her intent. As a result, the pale beauty was in an even higher state of awareness than her usual observant demeanor, watching Kim intently as she tried to puzzle out what the redhead was really up to while constantly second guessing herself.

That heightened awareness was playing into Kim’s hands nicely, as the thing that snared the lion’s share of Shego’s interest was whether or not the teenager was wearing anything under her miniskirt. If she weren’t, it would be proof positive she was doing what Shego first thought she was doing. Unfortunately, while Kim had repeatedly exposed the sleek lines of her firm inner thighs and the tight, sharp curves of her beautifully rounded ass, all the moves that flashed the pale beauty with glimpses of those sexy, intimate curves could equally be concealing the thong-style underwear Shego knew rode the teenager’s hips as often as not nowadays, and the teasing titillation of watching those eminently enticing, arousing parts of Kim so closely while never quite knowing which it was definitely had Shego squirming for reasons entirely unrelated to satisfying her curiosity.

A few moments later, Kim added more fuel to the fire as she turned to the left, lifted and partially extended her right leg, and began slowly rolling down the frilly sock covering her foot using deft movements of her hands, all while bending over the exquisite curves of her thigh and calf with steady, perfect balance despite the demanding stance. Once she reached her toes, Kim used those surprisingly agile digits to grasp her newly made cloth doughnut instead of letting it fall, then pirouetted a half-turn to her right, dropping her upper body to the side and fully extending her leg so her supple frame formed an uppercase “T” on the sharply defined lines of her single supporting leg. A moment later she shook her head slightly, setting her dangling mane of shimmering dark red hair to swaying gently, and flashed a brilliant grin at Shego. Then, with casual ease and a single, suggestive lick of her lips, she bent her leg back at the knee and swept it forward, lobbing her coiled sock at Shego with pinpoint accuracy.

In the split second Shego’s attention was diverted by catching the incoming missile, Kim righted herself before the pale beauty could get a clear view of her fully exposed groin, the short curtain of her miniskirt once more hiding the truth as she began swinging her hips back and forth in a much broader, more energetic arc than before, grinning all the while as every sinuous, rocking twist swept that obfuscating cloth up high enough to suggest a clear glimpse was forthcoming, but never actually delivering on the promise. From her seat on the couch, Shego watched as Kim raised her arms and ran her hands through her hair while she danced, one eyebrow slightly raised and a wryly amused smirk twisting her black-painted lips as she slowly licked them once.

Well played Princess, well played… Shego thought to herself as she idly tossed the sock aside, determined not to be distracted so easily again.

When Kim turned and raised her left leg a short while later, she knew Shego’s concentration was even more firmly fixed on her, just as the redhead intended. This time, she drew her shapely limb all the way up to her chest, then slowly extended it, accentuating her curvaceous calf as she pointed her toes to the ceiling while treating Shego to yet another scrumptious side-on view of the firm, nubile curves of her alluring ass and faintly trembling legs. Running her fingers over those smooth, sexy lines with a slow, lingering sensuality, Kim stroked the curve of her ass and length of her leg repeatedly before her traveling hands finally met at the cute frills of her remaining sock, which she immediately began peeling off with the same steady movements she’d used before.

As soon as her foot was freed from its cloth confines, Kim gripped her sock with well-pedicured toes and ran her left hand down her leg all the way to her ass. A moment later she turned her head slightly to look at Shego with one bright fern-green eye and a wicked grin, then extended the full length of her soft-pink tongue and drew it up the outside curve of her calf in a long, blatantly suggestive lick, her silky, lightly tanned skin glistening faintly in its wake. The instant the tip of her curling tongue flicked free of her flesh at the apex of her lick, Kim took one last smoldering glance at the pale beauty and then burst into motion, dropping her leg in a scything arc while pivoting on her foot so her back was to Shego. Still twisting, Kim bent forward at the waist while her leg swept up behind her, her toes releasing their cotton cargo so it flew straight at the other woman.

Shego caught the second sock without taking her eyes off Kim, but even then, the feisty redhead confounded the older woman, as the moment her leg was extended straight behind her, Kim bent her supporting leg at the knee and threw herself up and around in a seemingly physics-defying Wushu flip, her limber body twisting with fluid grace to land upright and facing Shego, all while her miniskirt flared and billowed around her hips—and while her fast movements and the position of her legs continued to hide whether or not her crotch was bare despite its otherwise fully exposed state. Shego just couldn’t be sure a thong wasn’t hidden between those firm, enticing curves that were tantalizing her in so many different ways now.

Skirt falling down around her upper thighs once more, Kim returned to dancing almost immediately, her movements even more sultry and sensual as she buried her fingers in her hair and bent her knees deeply, the curves of her strong legs flexing attractively as she swiveled her hips just shy of low enough to flash Shego a view of her loins beneath the rising and falling hemline of her skirt. Grinning broadly, Kim met Shego’s gaze with playfully challenging eyes for a long, drawn-out moment before speaking in a teasing croon.

“What’s the matter Shego? Don’t you like the show so far?”

Shego smirked and licked her black-painted lips once before responding; “Can’t say it’s not interesting Pumpkin, but somehow, I don’t think it’s gonna fly back at school.”

“Why’s that?”

“Oh I don’t know… teachers, parents, school board… hard to say who’d win the race to shut you down.” Shego grinned an irreverent grin. “But I’m sure you’d get a bucketful ‘a job offers contingent upon your eighteenth birthday before they did…”

“Oh really?” Kim raised an eyebrow to match her smirk. “That good, am I?”

“You could say that…” Shego paused for a moment, then slyly added; “At least on the soft-core teaser front anyway…”

Kim licked her lips once, then dryly responded; “I see…” her voice took on a much more playful, teasing tone as she continued; “So I take it we want something more then, do we? Maybe something like… this?”

With that, Kim bent forward and placed her palms firmly on the floor before casually pulling herself up into a full handstand, her movements smooth and controlled as she pointed her toes to the ceiling, displaying every sleek, curvy inch of her well-toned, athletic legs—and, as her miniskirt fell away from her hips, fully exposing the sweet, sexy lines of her equally attractive ass as well, along with the delectable diamond hollow nestled so invitingly between all those beautiful, shapely curves.

Hah! I knew it! The self-satisfied thought shot through Shego’s head the instant she saw the pale, yummy tan lines flowing out of the firm cleft of Kim’s hot little ass without a covering thong in sight. Almost simultaneously, a much greater, far more interested part of her mind crooned; Ahhhh yeah, that’s the stuff!

A few seconds later that ever-growing excitement was the only thing on Shego’s mind, as Kim slowly but surely spread her legs in a full side-splits, the taut muscles of her ass bunching and contracting in delicious, rippling swells even as she leaned her hips forward just enough to deny Shego a clear sight of what lay between her legs, highlighted by the crisp lines of her light brown tan.

Shego’s pupils dilated, making her gleaming eyes appear even darker, and she had to resist the urge to crane her neck or sit up straighter as she felt a distant itch stirring in her nipples and clit, heralding their oncoming stiffness without a doubt. A familiar, tingling tightness seemed to crawl across the rounded swells of her full breasts, and her breathing and pulse quickened noticeably with her emergent arousal. Even with her resolve, the pale beauty lifted her chin a few inches and ran her tongue across her black lips until they glistened wetly.

Across from her, Kim twisted her hips, shifting into a sideways front-splits while folding her right leg tight, the luscious lines of her thigh and calf delightfully enhanced as she pointed her toes back and tucked her heel against the sharp curve of her ass. Then she slowly rotated her legs in a half circle, finally offering Shego a clear view of her cute little semi-erect clitty and the upper part of her trim, bare pussy, though only for the last few seconds it took her to complete the movement.

After that, she drew up her second leg and straightened her hips before raising both curvy limbs to the ceiling once more, holding the pose for a slow three-count and then giving Shego one last glimpse of her most intimate of places as she curled her right leg back, arching her spine until her reaching toes touched the floor and then rolling upright in a single, supple, flowing motion, her skirt falling like the concealing curtain it became as her other leg swept down to join the first.

Grinning wickedly, Kim met Shego’s dark green eyes with her bright fern-green ones, broadening her stance and rocking her hips in primal arcs that were anything but simply suggestive, the blatant carnality of her salacious display further enhanced by the tight, sensually shifting lines of her curling stomach and twisting waist as she danced.

“Any better?” Kim queried over the music, laughter in her voice.

“Gettin’ there!” Shego shot back with equal humor, giving a short, sharp whoop of approval and throwing herself into the game now that knew which one it was, boisterously demanding; “Take it off Princess! Take it off!”

Smirking in the face of Shego’s appreciative gaze, Kim was nonetheless quick to comply, crossing her arms and hooking eager fingers into the bottom of her cheer top at either side, peeling the tight, tiny garment off in a single quick motion made easy only by years of quick-change practice with it. Slipping one arm free of the material, she ran her widespread hand up and down her tight tummy while swinging the top around above her head, her broad shoulders sliding back and forth in counterpoint to her hips as she boldly displayed the firm, nubile curves of her proud little breasts to her one-woman audience.

Shego howled again, clapping as she cheered; “Yeah! That’s it; show me the money Kimmie! Show me the money!”

Kim rewarded Shego’s exuberance by throwing the older woman her top, then closed her eyes and set herself to dancing with near-complete abandon, the only reserve in her exotic exhibition coming from the teasing, taunting coverage her miniskirt provided her nether regions, reducing any sight of her pretty little pussy to the merest of tantalizing glimpses, whether from the front or back.

For nearly a minute, every well-defined line of Kim’s lean, muscular frame flexed and shifted and undulated in a supremely supple, sinuous display of athletic prowess and primal sensuality. A faint sheen of sweat made her light brown skin shimmer as the pert swells of her breasts swayed and bounced above the delicious length of her rippling tummy and her rocking, twisting hips, while the long, jutting shafts of her nipples declared her exertion and excitement for all to see. Strong thighs and curvaceous calves constantly tightened and relaxed as she danced, every curvy inch of those well-toned limbs eminently enticing as they rose and fell and shifted with her swaying, twisting movements. Just a bit higher, her miniskirt occasionally allowed a half-shrouded sight of the delectable lines of her exquisite ass as those firm, sharply-rounded mounds helped propel her hips back and forth so smoothly—though from the front, those rare glimpses were of a far softer, more intimate nature, made all the more enticing by the fleeting flashes in which they appeared.

Under the power of that gloriously erotic, sensual sight, Shego felt her temperature rise along with her nipples and clit, those hard, throbbing points of achingly aroused flesh reaching their fully erect state in but the span of several heartbeats, until they each screamed a siren song of desire through her feverish, lust-clouded brain.

Soon the rest of her heated flesh was tingling in response to Kim’s seductive, swaying form as well, every electric shiver a faint echo of the much more powerful sensations pulsing out of her trinity of significantly stiffer parts, the whole of her excitement as inevitable as she’d known it would be when her body first began to well and truly stir at the sight of Kim’s bare bottom but a minute ago.

Rousing from the sensuous focus she’d fallen into, Kim opened her eyes and met Shego’s smoldering, heavy-lidded gaze while she danced, grinning back as the pale beauty caressed her black-painted lips with the tip of her tongue and smiled appreciatively. A moment later the nubile teenager boldly strutted around the end of the coffee table with a smooth, seductive stride, her flamboyant, swaying movements possessed of all the unwavering self-confidence and sense of presence only Kim Possible could project, until she stood right in front of Shego’s lounging form.

Raising attractive arms to bury widespread fingers deep in her mane of dark red hair, Kim resumed her sultry dance—albeit at a slower, almost lazy pace—looking down at the pale beauty and purring; “So, are we having fun yet?”

Leisurely running her eyes up Kim’s beautiful body, drinking in every inch of the view as she went, Shego licked her lips again and smirked wickedly.

“Yeah, you could say that…”

“Good to know…”

Lips twisted by an equally sinful smile, Kim slid down into a deep crouch at Shego’s dainty, well-pedicured feet, the compact curves of her widespread legs bulging delightfully as she reached out and ran her hands up and down the pale beauty’s thighs with a warm, gentle touch, her shimmering gaze never once leaving the older woman’s dark green eyes. After several slow, gliding strokes sent shivers racing across Shego’s cotton-covered flesh, the teasing teenager rose to her feet once more, arms sweeping up to frame her pretty features with their sleek, sporty lines, tight tummy twisting and rolling in supple, sinuous waves, and lean, alluring hips swiveling through the same smooth, sensual arcs they had before.

Once again, Shego felt her breathing and heart rate spike at the redhead’s overt—and up-close—eroticism, the swollen mounds of her taut, tingling breasts somewhat straining at the material of her blouse now with every deep-drawn breath. Her pulse pounded out a faint, rhythmic thunder in her eardrums, and, driven by unconscious impulse, the tip of her soft-pink tongue danced across black-painted lips with abandon, leaving them glossy and wet. When she finally found her voice, it carried the clear hint of a throaty burr in its otherwise liquid, crooning tone.

“So ahhh… you planning on giving me the Full Monty there or what, Princess…”

Kim looked down at Shego for several long seconds, then, with a rumbling tenor every bit a match for her teasing smirk, responded; “Oh, I think this is just fine for now…”

A moment later the nearly naked, nubile teenager stepped forward once more, nonchalantly climbing onto Shego’s lap with an easy confidence, the heat from her taut, straddling thighs and calves sinking into the older woman’s legs as if the fabric of her slacks wasn’t even there.

Casually draping a strong hand to either side of the pale beauty’s neck, Kim braced her shins against the couch cushions and leaned back, the delicious, well-defined lines of her tight stomach flexing wonderfully as she began curling her hips up in slow, smooth, blatantly suggestive thrusts, with the stiff nipples and pert curves of her small, firm breasts hovering right there in front of Shego’s face, less than an arm’s length away.

The rolling, sultry warmth of a flush swept over Shego’s pale tea-green flesh, washing outward from every point of contact she had with the fiery, sensual redhead in her lap. Almost unbidden, she found her damp hands sliding widespread fingers up the silky-smooth swells of Kim’s lean, muscular thighs, the heat of her rising passion reflected in her shimmering stare as she matched gazes with Kim’s bright, bold fern-green eyes. However, before Shego’s seeking grasp could vanish beneath the short, bedeviling curtain of the young vixen’s miniskirt, Kim’s grin twisted to a wry smirk, and the teenager shook her head with a gentle, teasing chastisement, reaching down and trapping both of Shego’s wrists in a firm, insistent grip.

“Ah-ah-ahhh…” Kim taunted in a singsong voice, smoothly shifting Shego’s hands back down to the couch cushions. “You should know better than that Shego; dancers can touch customers; customers can’t touch dancers.”

Kim’s grin twisted to something far more wicked, and she leaned in until her lips were a hairsbreadth away from Shego’s right ear, the hard shafts of her erect nipples brushing and pressing against the upper slopes of the older woman’s full breasts as, in a hot, breathy voice, she whispered; “Unless of course, you want to go to a back room for a little private show… Is that what you want Shego? Hmmm? A little private dance? I touch you… you touch me… we touch each other?”

Leaning away from Shego once more, Kim licked her lips suggestively, hands rising to gently grasp the sides and back of the pale beauty’s neck, producing a pleasant pressure in the firm muscles beneath her warm, gripping fingers as she took control of where those striking, exotic features were directed.

With her gaze firmly fixed on the depths of Shego’s dark green eyes, Kim returned to rolling her hips up and down in lazy, liquid thrusts, a sinful smile flashing straight white teeth as she purred; “You just think about it…”

Before Shego could gather her steamy thoughts enough to answer, Kim twisted around in her lap, somehow smoothly reversing her seating while squirming about like some sleek, compact, deliciously muscular eel. Then the supple redhead reached down and stroked her fingertips along the lengths of Shego’s shapely forearms, taking hold of her wrists a moment later and pulling previously trespassing hands up to place them on the curvaceous swells of her lightly tanned thighs once more.

Using her nimble grip to guide Shego’s eager palms and fingers across her smooth skin, Kim flawlessly executed the technical workaround countless strippers before her had devised for the no touching rule, grinning as she ran Shego’s hands over the curves of her firm inner thighs and then up her taut tummy.

As Kim caressed the undulating surface of her flexing stomach by proxy, she added to Shego’s sensuous delight by sliding her shoulders back and forth, arching her spine just enough that the solid, shifting muscles of her sturdy back pressed against the older woman’s breasts, rubbing shivering cascades of erotic ecstasy from those twin mounds while the throbbing buds of achingly aroused nipples inundated Shego with far sharper streaks of sensation.

Kim smirked as Shego gave voice to a wordless, rumbling groan of appreciation behind her. Adjusting her position slightly, Kim pressed her back against Shego’s trapped breasts more firmly, rubbing the compacted mounds with something approaching the vigor of a bear scratching itself against a tree. Shego certainly didn’t object—at least, not judging by the sounds that came out of her or the way her fingers flexed against the smooth expanse of Kim’s flat stomach.

After devoting several long, undulating, twisting moments to the increased effort, Kim’s knowing smile curled wickedly, and she drew her right leg up to brace the arch of her bare foot against the edge of the couch. Then, with the increased leverage, she forcefully pushed herself back against Shego, driving the compact curves of her ass deep into the older woman’s lap while arching her spine to thrust small, pert breasts outward, sliding Shego’s hands up to cover those proud little mounds and the long, erect nipples tipping them even as she crushed the pale beauty’s larger breasts between the two of them.

Sinuously wiggling her firm, flexing ass against Shego’s groin, Kim craned her neck back to rub cheek and jaw-line against the side of Shego’s face, stroking those silky, sexy, exotic features with her own like a happy housecat greeting its owner, while lower, the thoroughly enraptured woman pushed the boundaries of technical adherence to the no touching rule to their limits as her widespread, clutching fingers squeezed and kneaded Kim’s small breasts with abject abandon, sending waves of electric enjoyment through the wanton, purring teenager.

Once more, several long, equally enjoyable moments passed for both women. Then Kim’s twisted smirk reappeared. A second later, the sly seductress pulled Shego’s hot hands away from her breasts, placing those strong, shapely arms back at the other woman’s sides with unwavering authority. Then, in one continuous, flowing motion, she pulled her other leg up to mirror the first, arched her curving spine a little more, reached back over her head to place her palms on the back of the couch, and then tensed for a split second before uncoiling her entire body, flipping up over Shego and couch alike in a high back handstand.

Curling her athletic frame down to land with light-footed ease while Shego voiced a wordless sound of surprise—and protest—Kim ran her hands over the firm, cotton-covered curves of Shego’s well-developed shoulders, then stroked soft palms and trailing fingers up the bare, silky sides of her throat, taking the pale beauty’s exotic features in a gentle yet undeniably assertive grasp and tilting her head all the way back a moment later.

Leaning in even further, Kim claimed Shego’s glossy black lips with her own sweet, supple mouth, brushing and lipping and softly sucking at her equally energetic counterpart for the span of a dozen or more heartbeats before boldly slipping her agile, seeking tongue between those dark, full lips.

Delving deep into the sultry, sensuous maw behind that suddenly gaping gateway, Kim engaged Shego’s longer length of slick velvet in a sliding, sinuous dance of shivering sensation as the two feverish serpents curled and writhed around one another while soft, wet sounds underscored the harmony of muffled moans rumbling out of impassioned throats.

The intense inverted kiss went on for several long, luxurious seconds, the soft, musky scents of either woman slowly filling the other’s nostrils while equally heady pleasure filled their mouths, until finally, Kim gently withdrew from Shego after one last, soft, parting caress of her lips, pulling back just as the final notes of the song she’d danced to faded from the air, leaving the room in the relative silence of nothing more than heavy breathing.

Kim grinned a smug little grin as she looked down at Shego’s beautiful upturned features, the curves of her exquisite little breasts enticingly enhanced as they hung there with her long, rock hard nipples jutting straight down from them. A moment later she licked her lips and announced; “Well, that’s the end of my show, and since we’ve got such a long day planned for tomorrow, I think I’m going to head upstairs now, so I can get to bed nice and early.”

Straightening up, Kim abruptly paused, her voice suspiciously casual as she glanced at Shego one last time while offhandedly adding; “Unless of course, you come up for that private dance. Then I guess I’ll have to… satisfy you. After all, the customer’s always right, even if she wants to stay up ‘til dawn the night before a busy day…”

With that afterthought, the feisty redhead turned and sashayed out of the room, strolling up the hall and leaving the now thoroughly flustered Shego to her own devices, whatever they might turn out to be…
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