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Kim Possible: De-Moralized.	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69360 -:- 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 Eight: Backdoors.

Middleton Prison. Due to what most people assumed was a random bookkeeping error, on the part of some very minor bureaucrat in an extremely tiny cubicle in the sub basement of the United Nations building, it was the place where every supervillain in the world was sent when they got caught. Years of complaints by the warden, that he had neither the budget nor the specially trained staff for such a herculean task, went almost completely unheeded.
The only reply he ever got back was from Global Justice, in the form of a small and completely inadequate stipend. Most of which was used to make repairs to the structure or grounds of the prison after a villain broke out. What little was left after that, he used to build a small stage in the prison yard, where he encouraged the inmates to put on shows in an effort to keep them pacified. He sighed as he signed in the two newest guests. His eyes followed them as a guard escorted them to cell block X. He wondered just how long they would be staying before they too would be making a dramatic, and probably expensive, exit.
Drakken and Ron didn't even notice the warden as they were ushered into the cell block. Their minds were intent on a matter of greater import.
Ron scrunched his lips in thought. “The Wonder Boy?”
Drakken shook his mullet topped head. “Already taken by another presumably queer teenage sidekick.”
“How about, The Master Baiter?”
“Nope, taken too.” The blue supervillain pointed to a cell they were passing. “That's him there.”
Ron turned his head to look just in time to see the aforementioned wanking inmate spunk into his hand and flick the palm full of sticky seed through the bars, right onto Ron’s, brand new orange prison jumpsuit covered, leg. Ron reached down and wiped at the goo up with his fingers. “Hey Guy! Next time aim for the mouth. Sheesh! What a waste.”
While licking his fingers clean, Ron had an inspiring thought. “Mmm salty! Hey! What about Twinkie the Kid? Ya know, cuz I'm soft and spongy on the outside, and hopefully before Kim and Shego bust us out, I’ll be cream filled...”
Drakken just rolled his eyes dramatically at that one.
Ron began to pout as the guard stopped them at a cell door. “But you said I needed a cool name to be your sidekick...”
“And you do my boy, but how about you let me do the picking? You see, I feel it is a villain’s job to decide such things. Besides, I never got to before, Shego rejected all the one's I came up with for her...”
The guard interrupted him, while opening the cell door. “Welcome to your new home gentlemen.”
Ten minutes later, with the whole name selecting process left in Drakken's small but capable blue hands, Ron left the cell in search of a place he'd only heard whispered rumors of. That mythical holy grail of prison sex. The shower room.
Both his spirit and his anticipation stiffy dropped when he found the place empty. Rather than dwell on this seeming misfortune, he decided he might as well shower anyway. After shedding his orange prison uniform and grabbing his bar of soap he stepped into the multi-person shower area. Soon he was covered in suds and pulling his pud with his eyes closed as he tried to imagine the entire place filed with big baddies who wanted to make him their prison bitch.
The sound of another shower being turned on brought him back to reality. He cracked open one eye while the pace of his self yanking faltered. His breath caught in his chest and his heart went pitter-patter as he took in the gloriously wonderful sight before him.
The man across the shower room was tall, extremely muscular, and covered in tattoos. The bright florescent light gleamed off his shaved head. Best of all, the man's thick flaccid cock hung almost to his knees. The only thing to mar Ron’s twisted ideal of perfection was that the man was paying no attention at all to him. Rather than let this get him down, he decided to make the first move.
Canting his slender hips at an angle, Ron wiped the drool from his lips and spoke just loud enough to be heard of the streaming water. “Well Helllooo Bubba!”
The man stopped lathering his extremely hairy chest and looked over at Ron in surprise. “Oh hey kid. Didn't see you there. You must be new, how did you know my name was Bubba?”
Ron pointed with his free hand, the other was back to stroking his slender teenage pecker. His finger wavered as it aimed at the man's much larger tool. “Dude. It's tattooed on your dick.”
Laughter filled the steamy hot room as Bubba covered his name with a calloused fist. “So you like looking at guys cocks?”
With a lusty grin Ron nodded his head vigorously. “If I say yes, will you hold it against me?”
Bubba's fist pumped his thick schlong to hardness. He took a few steps closer to Ron as it began to reach massive erectness. “Gonna do more than that. Gonna turn that cute butt of yours into the grand canyon...”
Ron almost passed out with sheer joy. He stared at the man's, now almost foot long, shaft. With fumbling fingers, he reached out and picked up his bar of soap. Trembling at the sight of Bubba getting closer, he let the slick bar fall from his fingers. “Let's do this right then.”
Without hesitation, Ron turned around and bent down to pick up the soap. He could feel Bubba's eyes drilling into his exposed asshole as he pretended not to be able to pick it up. With a glance of his shoulder, he decided that was enough foreplay. Both his hands went up and back to his teenage butt. With teasing slowness, he began pulling his ass cheeks open. “Do it to me Big Boy! Get cliché on my ass!”
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Kim slathered her tongue around the gaping maw that was Shego's asshole. Her face was so deep between the green woman's butt cheeks, she could barely hear the moans coming from Betty, already getting off on Anne's butt munching, only a few feet away. She felt Shego's sphincter contract and release as her tongue dipped into the deep dark opening. There was a hot splatter of pussy juice on her teenage titties. Kim took it as a good sign the evil cunt was about to have her own asslicking induced orgasm.
Clamping her lips around the flexing green orifice, Kim drove her tongue, like a spear, as far as she could into it's depths. She probed the slick inner surface, tickling round and round the woman's insides. The asshole distended even more as Shego gasped and moaned. It got so wide Kim could barely keep her mouth clamped around it. She giggled internally as she fucked the woman with her mouth. If her lover's hole got any bigger, she might wind up with her whole head up Shego's ass.
Said cranial to backdoor spelunking didn't quite occur, though it did feel like half her face was about to be sucked inside. The hole was wide enough she could almost swear she could feel the spit slicked rim of it on the bridge of her nose. Then it clenched inward, almost painfully tight, around Kim’s wiggling tongue and she felt the woman shudder her way through a massive cum. A hot fountain of slit slime blasted Kim’s young, pink, breasts and athleticly flat tummy. It dribbled down her body as she watched Shego collapse into a writhing, gasping, heap of post orgasmic jelly on the floor.
Kim dipped a finger into the girl juice coating her left nipple. She raised it to her mouth and licked at it like it was the most wonderful thing she ever tasted. With her other hand she turned Shego over. She continued slurping at her fingers as she looked upon the verdant beauty before her. She grinned at the dreamy and satisfied look on Shego's face. “Did my fucked up evil whore enjoy that?”
Shego gave the girl a wink. “You bet your barely post-pubescent tits I did!” She raised her hands and groped her own full, meaty, breasts provocatively. “It was just as much fun as getting my nipple sliced off.” Her look turned inquisitive. “You sure you haven't ever slurped a shitter before Cupcake? Cause, damn girl, you're good at it!”
Kim giggle aloud. “Nope, never. But it was pretty fun. It's definitely going on my 'sick things I like doing' list.”
Kim was at that moment distracted by an exclamation from her mother. “Oh my gosh Kimmie!”
She looked over at the couch. Her mother was still kneeling in the same spot, but Betty was draped half off the couch with an expression similar to Shego's. “What is it Mom?”
Her mom climbed off the couch and crouched down beside Shego's supine body. “Her breast! I can hardly believe it.”
Kim followed her mother's gaze. She saw what was causing her mother's excitement. Having been so caught up in the new thrill of nasty ass munching, she hadn't noticed before. In Shego's kneading hands were two perfectly formed, and completely healed, plush chest pillows. She reached out and pinched the brand new nipple, hard, bringing a sigh of pleasure from the fully regenerated woman. “That's some pretty Spankin' healing she does.”
Shego leered up at the two redheads. “Wanna see how it works again?” She dug her fingernails into her green tit flesh. “Grab a knife or something. Slice me and dice me!” She focused on Anne's bright blue eyes. “Or maybe somebody would like to just bite 'em off?”
Kim tried to ignore the look of extreme temptation on her mother's face as she stood up and rolled her eyes. She pulled her right foot back and kicked Shego in the ribs. “Not right now you super masochistic slut!” The sound of bone breaking, and the ecstatic moan that followed, brought a hot dampness to her teenage pussy. “Right now there is something important that needs to be taken care of.”
Shego rolled onto her injured side, gasping in even more pleasure as her fractured rib ground against it's neighbor. “Fuck that's nice!” She let a violently passionate shudder pass through her body, then tried to compose herself. “Yeah. I know Princess. Digging skeletons out of the family closet, planning the future...”
Kim shook her head and smiled. “We'll get to all that in a bit. I'm talking about something even more pressing.”
She stepped over to the couch and sat down with enough force to cause Betty to finish her limp bodied post orgasmic slide to the floor. Spreading her legs wide, she pointed with a slender finger at her puckered pink butthole. “Well? Come on. Let's see if you two can give as good as you get.”
Anne joined her daughter on the couch. “I already know how good Betty is at it. We've been lezzing it up since our college days. Ever since our freshman year, when we were assigned to the same dorm room and decided it was only fitting we both do the whole experimentation thing all college kids are supposed to do. Not that we both don't like guys fucking the hell out of us as much and as often as possible, you understand, but we've been very special girlfriends ever since.” She gave Kim an inquiringly lustful look as she also spread her legs wide. “So... How about a little girlfriend swapping?”
Kim eagerly agreed to her mother's indecent proposal. Apparently Betty and Shego did too, as they quickly knelt down in front of the two redheads with nasty smiles on their faces. She looked down her nubile body, and into Betty’s single passion inflamed eye. She'd been thrown a lot of twists in the last few hours, and was still trying to assimilate them all. With a mental thank you to Drakken, and his best evil scheme ever, she grinned at the world's leading super spy. “Show me what you got you kinky lipstick lesbo!”
Two words floated through Betty Director's head as she stared at Kim’s pink slit and tightly puckered asshole. Statutory rape. She dismissed them as she leaned in and extended her tongue to the girl's young flesh. Due to her highly placed position in law enforcement, she didn't have to worry about silly, outdated, and morally uptight laws like that. Besides, even if she did have to worry about such things, she would still be doing it. Not since the day they first met, had she been able to say no to anything her red maned lover wanted.
She might be a powerful ball busting bitch most of the time, but when it came to Anne, she was willingly and completely her submissive slut. There was nothing, no matter how sick and depraved, she wouldn't do if it were her lover's slightest whim. She knew well, and didn't care, that Anne abused the power she had over her. Tasting the tender flesh of Kim’s pink rosebud, she smiled. The results were always worth it.
Next to Betty, Shego was doing a tiny bit of soul searching herself, as she nibbled the well used rim of her lover's mother's poop chute. The entirety of her thoughts on the matter were pretty straight forward. What Kimmie wanted, Kimmie got. She knew her amoral lover would always reward her for anything she did with delightfully painful punishment.
Anne tossed her head back with a moan. “You got yourself a winner here Kimmie!”
Kim turned her head and grinned at her mother. “I could say the same.” She panted as she felt Betty’s tongue probe deep into her backdoor. “We'll have to share things more often!”
Anne's head lolled to the side and she stared into her daughter's eyes. “Speaking of sharing... There's something I’d like to ask...?”
Even with a flush of passion on her face, Kim managed to look confused as she humped her ass on Betty’s face. “You can ask me anything Mom. It's not like we're hiding a lot of secrets from each other anymore.”
“That's true.” She grabbed a couple wads of Shego's hair and used it to pull the green woman deeper between her ass cheeks. “Betty told me everything about what happened to you, and what you did in Drakken's lair... Everything. So... My question is this. Are you so completely immoral that there isn't anything, anything at all, you wouldn't try?”
Kim could feel the impending flush of orgasmic pleasure building inside her slender body as she thought about it. She wondered why her mom was being so hesitant. Then she remembered, her mother wasn't like her. She wasn't without morals, she was just a complete pervert. She not only knew the difference between right and wrong, she reveled in doing things she knew were implicitly wrong. “Ask away. Apparently I’m now an 'I’ll try anything once' kind of girl.”
Instead of replying, Anne shifted enough that her body was pressed right up next to her daughter's heated flesh. She tilted her head and planted an intensely forbidden incestuous kiss directly on her teenage daughter's lips.
Kim returned the lip-lock with lascivious glee. She thrust her tongue into her mother's mouth and frenched her like there was no tomorrow. Her orgasm overtook her as she did. Cunt juice splattered Betty’s face as she realized, she couldn't care less how wrong people would think this was. It was knowing that her mother was getting off on the complete wrongness of it that sent her over the edge.
Seeing what was going on above her, Shego stopped tongue fucking Anne's asshole to comment. “Now that is some sick shit! So sick it's hot! It's Hotsick!”
Betty pulled her head back to keep from drowning in Kim’s gushing girl cum. Her eye widened when she saw what was going on. She turned her head to look at Shego. “For an evil cunt you are quite astute. That really is Hotsick!”
Neither redhead was paying any attention to the other women's comments. They didn't even realize their assholes were no longer getting any attention. They just went on kissing as they began groping each other's breasts.
Betty and Shego were sworn enemies, each living on the other side of the good vs. evil line from each other. The sight of mother and daughter reaching second base together made them put aside their moral differences and embrace. Lust won the day as murderous thief and agent of good kissed.
None of them heard the front door of the house open, nor realize they had acquired an audience of two, until words of intense shock and delight echoed throughout the house.
“Hick-a-Bik-a-Boo!?
“Hoo-Sha!!”
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