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Toons in Freefall Episode 1: Let Her Rip	By : jackrabbit Category: Kim Possible > Crossover > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 13107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 7 --- The Future’s So Bright I Gotta Wear Shades

Shego woke up with a start, then looked around. Shit, she thought. I did it again. Took a nap after sex and got ripped while I was sleeping. After the secondary rip of Tara and Mom Possible, she was not really surprised to find Daisy lying beside her. Daisy’s clothes were still resting halfway on her leg, so placing them there had been a worthwhile precaution.
Shego decided to just let Daisy sleep for the time being, postponing the disorientation and distress for a little while. She got up and tried to identify her surroundings. There was a dense fog, so she couldn’t see very far in any direction.
They were on some sort of narrow platform, attached to a building and parallel to it. She couldn’t see much of the building due to the fog. The platform was rectangular, much longer than it was wide. There was an inner part and a narrow outer part. The surface of the inner part appeared to be something similar to rubber.
She walked to the edge of the platform and realized there was a dropoff. Kneeling and looking over the edge, she was totally unable to estimate the distance to the ground. She could only see a few feet down. It could be ten feet, it could be ten stories. All three open sides of the platform were the same, absolutely nothing but fog visible. She would have to warn Daisy to stay away from the edge until they knew how far up they were.
She heard a noise behind her and turned to find Daisy stretching. The country girl smiled when she saw Shego, but it quickly faded upon realization that she was in unfamiliar surroundings. “What tha hell?”
Shego spent a few uncomfortable minutes trying to explain to Daisy that Hazzard County was a long way from their current location.
“Where in tha fuck are we, then?”
“I don’t know yet.”
As Daisy got dressed numbly, Shego examined the building the platform was attached to. She could see the outline of a wide door, but there was no visible means of opening it. So they were stuck on this platform until someone opened the door from the inside. Or until the fog cleared and they could jump down, assuming it was not too far.
As Shego sat there on the platform, trying to figure out what to do, she realized that the fog was lifting. She lunged forward and stretched out flat, just her head over the edge. She could see much farther now, yet there was still no indication of a bottom. So they were way too high to jump. The visibility continued to increase. It was hard to estimate the distance with no reference points, but she figured a hundred feet now. She craned her head to look under the platform, back to the building it was attached to. The building appeared to have about ten stories below theirs. Yet there was no sign of the ground. What in the hell was the building resting on?
She looked around and could now see several other buildings around them. They were about the same size as this one, but they appeared to be floating too. Fuck, she thought. This is Cloud City. I’m in The Empire Strikes Back with Kim’s mom. She was not surprised to be in the same show as one of the other involuntary dimensional travelers. That had happened the first time they were trapped in cable TV. She had been in the same show with Kim several times. And the others as well.
Shego heard a slight sound from the direction of the building and whirled to find that the door had opened. There appeared to be a dog standing there. But before Shego could react, the dog stepped forward and the door closed behind it.
What the hell? Shego thought. They didn’t have dogs in Star Wars. This must be a Bothan or something. Great, another talking dog to deal with.
However, the dog appeared to be just a normal dog. No clothes, no speech, just a funny-looking collar. He appeared to have something in his mouth and sat in front of them on the platform, tail wagging.
“That looks like a leash,” Daisy said. “He wants us ta walk him.”
“Where? There’s noplace to go. We’re miles up in the air.”
“Up and down this strip, I guess. We ain’t got nothin’ else ta do.” She took the leash and put it around the dog’s neck, getting it past the weird collar. The dog apparently knew the drill, because he walked to the end of the leash. But a peculiar thing happened when he reached it. A light came on and there was a beep.
Shego and Daisy, exchanged glances, wondering about the significance of that. Then the platform started to move. Or rather the center part did, while the outer part remained stationary. It was a sliding belt. Shego cried out in shock as she realized she and Daisy were moving toward the edge of the platform and the dropoff into oblivion.
“Fuck!” Shego screamed. “It’s a treadmill! Walk! Or we’ll go over the edge!”
The dog had started walking too, so if Daisy had not done so, she would have been pulled off balance and might have fallen and been tossed off the platform. After the shaky start, the three of them reached equilibrium, walking at the same rate on the treadmill.
“Now what?” Daisy asked. “How do we make it stop?”
“Try walking faster. Strain on the leash turned it on. Slack might turn it off.”
Daisy stepped up her pace a little, giving enough slack that the leash was almost touching the treadmill, but there was no effect. “Damn. What now?”
The two women kept walking while they tried to figure out what to do. Simply getting off the treadmill seemed the simplest at first glance, but the space on either side was very narrow, just barely wide enough for feet turned sideways, and there was nothing to hold onto, just smooth surfaces. It would be difficult to maintain balance on the building side, and they might fall onto the treadmill and get tossed off the end. Trying to balance on the other side, with the miles-long drop just inches away, would be even more dangerous.
The situation suddenly escalated. A bird landed near the end of the platform, in front of the dog. He lunged for it, causing the treadmill to speed up. Shego and Daisy found themselves moving toward the dropoff and had no choice but to start jogging. The dog kept trying to get at the bird, causing constant strain on the leash and an equally constant acceleration. Finally they were running as fast as they could go. Fortunately the treadmill stabilized at what was apparently its top speed. Unfortunately, it was a speed that they wouldn’t be able to maintain for long.
“Shit!” Daisy panted. “Somebody stop this crazy thing!”
Shego was probably in better condition than Daisy, given the constant battles with Kim Possible, but she wouldn’t be able to do this indefinitely either. The bird had flown away, and there was slack in the leash again, but as before, that didn’t cause the treadmill to slow down. Once the speed was set, it was set. “Try letting go of the leash.”
To their eternal relief, that did it. The treadmill started slowing, causing yet another problem as they tried to keep their balance during the deceleration. After nearly tripping several times, they finally collapsed on the treadmill as it came to a complete stop. Daisy’s feet were dangling over the edge.
Shego sat up, gasping. As she tried to recover her breath, she looked around again. By now the fog had completely lifted. Now she could see that the buildings weren’t actually floating, they were perched on tall poles, like birdhouses. What the FUCK? she thought. This isn’t Bespin.
“Just what do you people doing think you are doing with my dog?” a female voice asked irritably.
Shego whirled around to find a woman standing in the doorway. She was dressed in a bizarre style which Shego recognized as retro-futuristic, the stylized concepts of the future as envisioned by people of the past. Shego recognized the woman, both from the clothes and the unique hairstyle. She was what those in the 1960s thought future women would look like. Holy shit, she thought. It’s Jane fucking Jetson.
“We didn’t mean no harm,” Daisy said. “We was just walkin’ him.”
“Wouldn’t it help to learn how the dogwalker works first?” Jane asked.
“We didn’t know it was a dogwalker,” Shego said. “We thought this was just a platform.”
Jane sighed. “Well, I shouldn’t give you a hard time. My husband can’t figure out how to use the dogwalker either. What are you doing here, anyway?”
“That’s kinda complicated. In a way, we’re time travelers. I’m from the first decade of the 21st century and Daisy is early 1980s.”
Daisy looked at Shego in surprise. “Time travelers? I thought ya said we was in another dominion now.”
“Dimension. Yeah, we’re all from different dimensions. But all three are versions of Earth in different time periods, so for all practical purposes it’s time travel.” She looked at Jane again. “But we didn’t come here on purpose. Something is causing us to jump between dimensions against our will. We can’t control where we go.”
Jane looked at her visitors carefully, then nodded. “All right. Well, come into the house. Here, Astro.”
“Your clothes are interesting,” Jane said as the three of them sat in the living room after introductions. “I would have expected bustles or something.”
“We aren’t from that far back,” Shego said. “Fortunately, people in our time don’t wear such elaborate costumes, though usually not as brief as what we have on now. This is casual wear. Really casual.”
“I like what you’re wearing. You both have very nice legs.”
Daisy grinned. “Thanks. Yours are right sexy too. We can see tha shape of ’em, even if we can’t see bare skin. What are those, tights that match tha skirt?”
Shego looked at Jane’s legs closely. “From here they look more sheer than that, more like colored pantyhose. The fabric is thin, but still opaque. Farther away, they look like tights.”
Daisy knelt at Jane’s feet to get an ever better look. “I think yer right.” She felt Jane’s calf. “Yeah, tha material’s really thin, almost like feelin’ her bare leg.” She worked her way up the leg, handling the thigh.
Jane squirmed a little. “Mmmmmmmmm, I like the feel of your hands on me.”
Daisy moved up higher, her hand disappearing under the skirt. A surprised look appeared on her face. “Whoa, these ain’t pantyhose, they’re just hose.” She lifted the skirt for a closer look, examining the tops of the stockings. “How do ya get them ta stick there so tight? Ain’t nothin’ holdin’ ’em in place.”
Jane smiled. “Molecular bonding.”
Daisy look perplexed. “Does that mean they don’t come off? I wanted ta try ’em on. Tha whole outfit for that matter.”
“All right,” Jane said. “As long as I can try on what you are wearing.” She brushed the tops of the stockings with a fingertip, along a white strip, and they suddenly came loose. Daisy pulled them down while Jane took off the double-skirt dress.
“Whoa, no bra,” Daisy said. She pointed to a pair of dime-shaped pads attached to the tits, with dim green lights, right next to the nipples. “What are those?”
“The controls. Bras are ancient technology. This is antigravity with a restraining field.” Jane touched the pads and the lights started flashing, then the tits lowered slightly, until they were in a more natural position and the lights went out. They were not sagging, though. Even without antigravity, Jane was still pretty firm.
Daisy stripped off Jane’s panties, giving the pussy a little pat, then stood up so that Jane could strip her in return. They traded clothes, including panties, and helped each other dress in the unfamiliar clothes. Before Daisy put on the dress, Jane pressed the antigravity pads onto the country girl’s tits, flicking a nipple as she activated them. Then she pushed a button on her chair and the walls of the room became mirrors, allowing them to observe the effect of wearing each other’s clothes.
Open-mouthed, Shego observed the unforgettable spectacle of Daisy Duke dressed like Jane Jetson. And Jane wearing Daisy Duke cutoffs. I may need therapy after this, she thought. It is just so fucking out there. But then she decided she wanted to play too. “Daisy, I wanna try the dress on next.”
As Shego went to put on Jane’s panties, she noticed they were a little damp. Is that from Jane or Daisy? she wondered. She took a sniff. Both, I think. After the panties were on, Jane attached the pads for the energy bra and activated it. Shego was amazed by the feeling. Her tits were floating, yet they didn’t flop around when she shifted her body. They were gently held more or less in place. But no binding, no straps anywhere.
After putting on the rest of the clothes, Shego looked at herself in the mirror. This is insane. I have an uncontrollable urge to grab somebody’s wallet.
After taking off Jane’s clothes, Daisy couldn’t put hers back on as Jane was still wearing them. Jane looked at her naked body, then embraced her, clamping Daisy’s ass cheeks with her hand.
Daisy smiled, then kissed Jane, returning the fondle. She unzipped Jane’s shorts, or rather her shorts on Jane, and shoved her hand into the panties. “Ohhhhhhh,” was Jane’s response.
At Jane’s moan, Shego joined the action, embracing both of them. She kissed Jane and squeezed a tit on each of the two women. Shego helped Daisy undress Jane, then was herself undressed by both, with plenty of touching throughout the process.
Finally the three were nekkid and the interdimensional travelers pressed their bodies against Jane, sandwiching her between them. Just as they did so, there was a slight noise at the door. The trio spun around to find Judy standing there, wide-eyed. “Rancid rockets, Mom, what in the fuck are you doing?!”
Jane cried out in surprise. “Judy! Oh! I, uh, was just entertaining guests.”
Judy put her hands on her hips. “Yeah, they look pretty entertained to me. How could you do such a thing?” She shook her head sadly. “Why didn’t you didn’t come and get me?”
“Well, it wasn’t exactly planned.”
Daisy held out her arms, inviting Judy into the group. The teen took her up on the offer without the slightest hesitation, sauntering into the country girl’s embrace. The two of them kissed, while Jane and Shego started stripping Judy. Shego again marveled at the force bra, though of course Judy had even less sag than her mother when it was turned off.
When Judy was naked, Shego and Daisy each sucked a tit, while the teen moaned and held their heads. At the same time, Jane licked her daughter’s pussy and fingered the asshole.
After a few minutes, Jane pushed another button on her chair and the four of them floated into the air. Not surprisingly, Shego and Daisy found this disconcerting.
“Sex is easier in antigravity,” Jane explained. “Especially with four players. No restriction on positions.”
After the girls from the past settled down a little, the foursome reengaged with each other. This time Daisy was in the center, while Judy kissed her, Jane buried her face in the tits and mashed them against her cheeks, and Shego ate the pussy. “Ohhhhhhhhh,” Daisy moaned, reacting to stimulation from all over her body. She stroked Judy’s cheek with one hand and rubbed Jane’s neck with the other.
The antigrav field provided a slight downward drift, to prevent anyone from being stuck in midair, unable to get down. The four of them dropped toward the floor at a barely perceptible rate. Upon touching it, a gentle push with their feet took them up to the top of the room again.
They soon learned that these touchdowns were a good opportunity to change positions, since it wasn’t easy to do while floating. Each time they met the floor they gripped a different girl or a different part of the same one before pushing off, making sure they were all linked together first.
In one such reconfiguration, Shego and Judy wound up in a vertical 69, while Jane licked her daughter’s ass and Daisy fondled both sets of tits.
Suddenly Shego heard beeping and looked down. Something bulky and metallic was below them. At first she couldn’t figure out what it was, due to the angle of view, but she finally realized it was Rosie, the robot housekeeper. Like everything else in this dimension, she was a retro-futuristic robot, like the one from Lost In Space, and looked nothing like real robots. But here she actually appeared to be functional.
“I was going to clean the room, Mrs. J,” Rosie said, punctuated with her usual pointless beeps and antenna wiggling. “Do you want me to come back later?”
Jane stopped sucking Shego’s tit. “Actually no, Rosie. Why don’t you use your, uh, attachments on us?”
Attachments? Shego thought. She’s going to vacuum us?
But it turned out to be far more interesting than cleaning. A door in Rosie’s metal body opened up and a large number of tubular objects shot out of it. They appeared to be like thick ropes, but smooth. Shego was startled when several of the ropes stretched to her position and started gently stroking her body. Then she noticed that the ends were terminated by a familiar shape. They were cockheads. Just as she made that startling observation, one of them drove itself into her pussy. Another stuffed her ass.
Holy shit, Shego thought. Rosie’s not just a housekeeper. She fucking moonlights as a tentacle monster.
The tentacles were not obtrusive. They didn’t interfere if the floating girls did things to each other. But any body part not in use was fair game. All spare orifices were filled, unfondled tits and asses were stroked. There were a lot of tentacles emanating from Rosie’s metal body, several for each of the players.
For a little while, Daisy just hung there dazed, while the tentacles drove themselves in and out of her pussy and ass. Then Jane drifted over, pulled the tentacle out of Daisy’s pussy, and started licking the country girl. The tentacle located another target, stroking Daisy’s tit. Jane clapped one of her hands over both the squirming tentacle and the tit, giving Daisy an indescribable sensation on her nipple. “Uhhhhhhhhhhh.”
Jane and Judy got great enjoyment out of introducing Shego and Daisy to unfamiliar sexual techniques, but they got a surprise of their own when Shego popped out her nanodick. Apparently their version of the future hadn’t come up with that one.
At first Shego had feared that Rosie’s programming wasn’t sophisticated enough to recognize a female with a dick, and that she might have a tentacle jammed into her balls, where her pussy was earlier. But Rosie appeared to adjust without problems, stroking the cock with one of her own. The asshole was the same, so Rosie continued thrusting into that.
Jane and Judy examined the dick carefully, concluding that they couldn’t tell any difference from one attached to a guy, except that it was bigger than most they had seen. Judy sucked Shego’s dick while her mom played with the balls. Since Daisy had already had her fun with it, she ate the pussies of the other two while they traded the dick back and forth, though they occasionally let her have it. And the tentacles were in the middle of everything, still fucking or stroking everything that was not in use.
As before, everyone changed positions when the group touched the floor and bounced themselves into the air again. Now Shego was ramming her cock into Jane’s pussy, while Jane ate Daisy and Shego ate Judy.
Bounce. Judy was stuffed with Shego, while her asshole was licked by her mom, and Shego’s by Daisy.
Bounce. Shego fucked Jane in the ass, while Daisy ate her pussy and Shego licked Judy.
They went through every possible combination for three pussies and a dick, while the tentacles continued to take up the slack. Jane, Daisy, and Judy came several times, while Shego held off as long as she could.
Finally Shego realized that she needed to cum. Since Judy was blowing her at the time, she grabbed the teen’s head and started actively fucking her face, thrusting into the girl’s mouth as far as it would go.
“Aren’t you being a little rough?” Jane asked, concerned for her daughter. But Judy grunted and held up a hand, indicating that she could handle it.
Shego pounded Judy’s face faster and faster, then finally let go, pumping cum down the teen’s throat. After the second mouthful, Shego popped the dick out and sprayed the rest of her load on Judy’s face.
Jane licked the cum off her daughter, getting her own supply of nanobots. After waiting for Jane to take most of it, Daisy got a few slurps of her own.
After Jane turned off the antigravity field and Rosie retracted the tentacles, the four of them laid there on the floor, wiped out.
After a few minutes, Shego stirred and grabbed her clothes, placing them against her body. Daisy had learned from experience and did the same. But before the Jetson girls could be warned, it was too late.
They were somewhere else. Everyone was blinded, finding themselves outdoors in bright sunlight. When their eyes adjusted, they were taken aback by the desolation.
“Where in tha fuck are we?” Daisy asked.
“I don’t know,” Shego responded. “Afghanistan, maybe? Africa? A long way from civilization.” She scanned in a complete circle and didn’t see much of anything.
Wait, what was that? she thought. There was something a couple hundred yards away. It looked like it might be a vehicle. Hopefully off-road, as there didn’t appear to be one anywhere.
Daisy and Shego dressed after giving the Jetsons their bras and panties, so that the future girls weren’t completely naked. Daisy and Shego didn’t really need the regular bras anyway, because the force bra controllers were still attached to their tits. All they had to do was turn them on. They had the shirts for cover.
Since there was nothing better to do, the quartet struck off in the direction of the vehicle. The Jetsons didn’t have any shoes, so Shego and Daisy carried them. The distance wasn’t that great.
The vehicle turned out to be a car. It was pretty scruffy and bunged up, but didn’t look like it had been sitting there for years. Shego got the impression it had been abandoned comparatively recently.

Better yet, there was a road after all. Just another two-laner, but it was paved.
The steering wheel was on the right hand side. “Yeah,” Shego said. “Probably Africa. I can’t remember which side of the road they use.” She got into the car and examined the steering column. Surprisingly enough, it didn’t seem to need keys to start. There was just a switch. Not that it mattered as it was unlikely to start anyway, assuming it even had gasoline.
Shego tried the switch and was astonished when the engine started with a roar. Even though the car looked like shit, the engine appeared to be in good condition. “Everybody in.” Daisy got in the shotgun position, which was opposite of the usual, while the half-naked, confused Jetsons got in the back. Shego had no idea which way to go, so just randomly picked a direction.
“When are you going to take off?” Jane asked as the car reached cruising speed. “And why is it so fucking noisy in here?”
“Hate to tell you,” Shego said, “but this is a ground vehicle. And the noise is internal combustion. Sorry about that.”
The gas gauge was weird looking, but Shego finally figured that they had about half a tank of gas. Unfortunately, there was no way of knowing how far they had to go, or if they were going in the right direction. The scenery hadn’t improved, still utter desolation.
A few miles later, Shego looked in the rear view mirror and was astonished to find something coming up behind her. Something big. It appeared to be a truck. So there were at least a few people around here. She decided to pull off the road, let the truck pass, and then follow it. At the same time, she tried to remember movies set in Africa that involved trucks on a two-lane road. The Gods Must Be Crazy II? No, that road wasn’t paved.
But as she slowed, she realized that something was going on and changed her mind, hitting the accelerator again. It was a convoy of some kind, as there were a lot of smaller vehicles following the truck. Strangely enough, they were spread out, some of them not even on the road. Struggling to see much detail in the mirror while watching where she was going, she realized that they were firing weapons at the truck. They weren’t escorting it, they were chasing. The truck was a gasoline tanker and someone had retrofitted homemade armor to it, indicating that the occupants had expected attack.
Then it hit her. Oh, fuck! she thought. It’s Mad Max! The Road Warrior!
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