Sexy Kimmie. | By : Packerman101 Category: Kim Possible > General Views: 14661 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kim knew she was in trouble. While taking down Drakken’s henchmen had gone quickly and without an injury, it seemed her foes had become even more ruthless, ignoring the cartoon violence law of one attacker at a time. Shego led a new wave of attackers, both more simple henchmen, as well as attack bots, built by the doc himself. Try as she might, Kim was getting bruised and battered; she would not hold out much longer against this many foes.
Wade, sensing her danger, fired up his new weapon, a prototype electrical pulse emitter, designed to surge brainwave activity, and knock out anyone in the blast radius. It would affect Kim too, but she needed this fight to be over.
“I’m sorry Kim! I have to!” yelled Wade through the communicator. With a short command, a loud burst of electrical static energy came from the device. Every person fell limp, including Shego, Drakken, and even Kim. The fight was over, the bots shorted out, and finally, Ron trailed in. Seeing what had happened, he grabbed Kim and ran out.
Ron made it out of the warehouse, and far enough away to avoid any pursuing enemies. Kim lay motionless, but her communicator squawked to life.
-Bzzt-“Kim……..kkkkkkk…..hear me?” Ron recognized Wade’s voice struggling to get through.
“Hello? Hello?” replied the frightened blonde.
“Ron! Kkkkkkk, Kim ok?” the boy said back.
“Yea she’s okay, unconscious and a little beat up but we’re okay.”
“Okay, I’ll have an extrac ---kkkkkk---- eam to get you in 30 minut--- kkkkkk”
“Great, hurry up. How long until Kim wakes up?”
“Kkkk— bout 25 minutes, I’ll ---- kkkkkk ---- ser look when she ge ----kkkkkkk” The communicator cut out, but Ron got the message, he was on his own for half an hour.
Ron slumped next to a tree, he was exhausted. He never had to do this much work on their missions; all he usually did was get stuck, and then trail in after the action was all over. But dutifully, he went to Kim’s side, propped her up on a back pack and tried to make the unconscious girl as comfortable as possible. Her body and her clothes were battered, and a closer look revealed a large tear in the right leg, her toned thigh completely exposed.
He knew it was wrong, but he had always had a crush on his red-headed friend. He touched her arm, pressed, even shook her, but she was out cold. His hand slipped lower, tracing her skinny waist, and finally to touch her exposed skin. Her thigh was warm, blood still pumping from the fierce battle. Ron studied Kim’s motionless face, not the slightest twitch or turn from his touch. Feeling confident she would not wake up, he let his hand slide inside the fabric, caressing her leg. Already Ron could feel his erection pushing through his pants. Now even bolder, Ron placed a hand on her stomach, touching her exposed midriff.
Soon enough these innocent ministrations weren’t enough for the increasingly aroused teen. His one hand moved further up her pant leg, to press against the warmth between her legs. His other grabbed one of the pert, firm breasts, still covered by a ripped shirt. Ron squeezed, twisted and pressed to his hearts delight, until he felt his erection tent so hard he knew it had to get out of his pants. Quickly unzipping himself, Ron’s hard cock flopped out of his trousers. With no hesitation, Ron started fondling both her breasts now, enjoying the firmness, and pressing at where her nipples were.
Still, Kim was passed out, and her body unresponsive to her sidekick’s wandering hands. Ron, feeling confident and adventurous, leaned Kim up, and removed her of her raggy looking top. Ron grabbed at her bra, and it tore away easily, already being ripped in a couple places. The blonde teen straddled her chest, his erection sliding into her cleavage. Pressing her tits together, Ron began to slide back and forth, using her boobs to jack himself off. Ron was in heaven, and knew that his orgasm was fast approaching.
Not wanting to leave a mess, Ron scurried up her body, held her mouth open, and placed the tip of his dick inside. The warm, wet feeling instantly sent Ron over the edge, and he shot a couple loads into the unconscious redhead’s mouth. Reflex kicked in, and she had to swallow. Ron slumped back, a big grin on his face. He hoped that she wouldn’t taste his spunk when she awoke, and grabbing a new set of clothes from the bag, he quickly redressed his best friend.
Ron had put his dick back in his pants, but was contemplating another go when he finally saw some signs of life from his partner. Slowly, she stirred, her hands and legs sore all over. She opened her eyes slowly, and while groggy, saw the concerned face of Ron leaning over her.
“Ugh… what happened? The last thing I remember was fighting with Shego and the henchmen… did Drakken get away?”
“Easy Kim. Wade did it all. He somehow knocked out everybody in the building, and I was lucky enough to get in after he set it off. They’re all probably just waking up just like you.”
Kim tried to rise, but her beaten body didn’t allow her to.
“It’s ok Kim, Wade’s got a ride coming, and it’ll be here in about 5 minutes. And don’t worry about Drakken. He’ll get away, but we stopped him today.”
A weak smile crossed her face as she lay back, still exhausted. A few minutes later the sound of a small chopper came across the valley, and the two made it into it and took off just as some of Drakken’s men had come outside. Kim fell asleep again, needing rest, and they rushed to Wade’s place, to take a look at the after effects of his new device.
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