Kim Possible Porn Story: DNArk Angels Chapter 4

DNArk Angels

Authors: NoDrog(s) and
LoveRobin

Kim Possible, Bonnie
Rockwaller, and other characters are property of Disney and used
without permission for non-profit, entertainment reasons only. Sonya
Hopper/S1Y-a and Xena Chinette/X3N-a are original characters and may
be used freely as long as you include a ref to this story in the
credits. Other material such as Tuckers Flour Power Day Care is
used for parody/homage only, without permission, and remains the
property of the original owners. Story features lesbian relationships
and may not be suitable for young readers. Please do not read if you
find that offensive or are under-age. PLEASE DONT SUE.

AN:
You will find this posted on both NoDrog‘s
and Love Robin‘s
pages. While there check out their other stories too!

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Chapter
4: Angels in Training

The
next morning found the early sunlight streaming through the master
bedroom windows like one of Drakkens death rays. Blinking her
eyes against it, Kim briefly found herself wishing it was
a death ray. Those she knew how to deal with. As she grew aware of
her surroundings morning, lighthouse, filmy nightclothes the
last thing to register was that she was not alone in the bed. After
a lifetime of sleeping alone in her own bed at home, and a week on an
uncomfortable cot as she cleaned and set up furnishings
as they were delivered,
she was surprised at exactly how comfortable and
nice it was
to be laying next to someone.

No,
more than just next to, she realized. For Bonnie was laying on her
back,
Kims head cushioned on the girls ample breasts, their limbs
intertwined like lovers. The redhead recalled the few times she had
seen her parents so, hints of smiles upon their faces though soundly
asleep. Kim remembered wondering how anyone could get any rest so
crowded, but now she understood.

Looking
at her former
rival and tormentor since middle school, Bonnies face peaceful
in slumbering repose, Kim was struck with how pretty the brunette
was What am I
thinking?

Still,
since it was so early, and
Kim saw no way to extricate herself from the tangle what was her and
Bonnie without waking the girl, she
laid her head back,
unconsciously
snuggling closer against the other and closing
her eyes. Kim smiled as, without waking, Bonnie pulled her tighter.
Kims last thought as she fell back under was,
Shes not so
bad when shes asleep .

* *
*

Later
that morning, after a hearty breakfast that surprisingly Bonnie
insisted on fixing herself,
Kim knelt on their secluded stretch of beach, in front of Sonya
and Xena. All three were dressed in shorts and t-shirts. Bonnie was
laying on a large towel spread out on the beach, dressed in a
flattering black bikini.

This is called a sand
castle, said Kim, slowly, gesturing at the castle she sculpted.
You see? Lets pretend this is the door .

It would make more
tactical sense to put the door here,
said Xena, pointing. There, someone could sneak up along that
patch of seaweed without being seen.

This is just pretend,
said Kim.

Oh, are we going to
pretend to plan an assault on the castle? asked Sonya.

I never though how much
trouble it must have been for our moms to deprogram us, said Kim.

It didnt take in
you, said Bonnie. Thats why you went out trying to save the
world, and probably what got us into all this trouble.

Is
everything going to be my fault? Kim asked.

Bonnie
pulled her sunglasses down just enough to peer at Kim over the tops.
She grinned, Always has been, always will be. Until youre an
old and gray Kitty.

Were,
Kim said with a gesture indicating them both. You mean until were
old and gray.

Bonnie
pushed the shades back in place and laid back smugly. Ill never
get older
Kit-Kat, Ill only get better.

I
cant believe I walked into that one, Kim growled briefly,
turning back to the girls. Okay, forget
the castle. She
picked up a plastic flying ring,
This is called an Aerobie
.

As Kim demonstrated how it
worked, Xenas face lit up with unabashed excitement.

* * *

The next morning, Kim woke
to the smell of breakfast being cooked. She opened her eyes to see a
ngliged Bonnie sitting at her vanity with legs kicked up and
chair balanced back, reading a thick
textbook. Kim sat up. Even though this was only their second night
sleeping together, Kim found herself missing waking up in Bonnies
arms.

Good morning, she
said after stretching her arms.

Morning, Kit-Kat,
said Bonnie absently,
turning a page of the book. Kim was
surprised at how domestic and peaceful her long-term high school
rival and newly rediscovered genetically engineered cohort appeared
at the moment. For a second she was struck with a sense of family,
belonging, and love?

Kim jerked fully alert.
Wait a minute if youre up here, whos cooking?

Xena and Sonya, said
Bonnie without concern. They watched me cook yesterday, and they
wanted to try it.

You left them down
there playing with knives
and a stove? said
Kim.

Kim, they were bred to
be super-soldier assassins, said Bonnie. Im sure they can
handle a kitchen. They certainly know their way around knives and
sharp implements. Anyway, I heard about you in Home Ec. Its far
safer for them to be cooking instead of you.

Kim grabbed Bonnies red
robe from where it was laying by the bed and hurried down the stairs.

Both Sonya and Xena were
still dressed in pink pajamas. Xena was standing on a chair in front
of the stove, carefully
using a spatula to scramble eggs in a frying pan. Sonya was loading
bread into a toaster. A cookbook lay open, on the counter.

Hi, mommy! said
Sonya. Somehow, Kim was mommy while Bonnie was mummy.

Um, Hi, Sonya, said
Kim. I was just coming down to get some um juice.

Ok, said Sonya.
Would you like some toast?

Sure, sweetie, said
Kim, getting some juice from the fridge. She started to walk over to
where Xena was cooking, only to have Sonya move in her way.

Whats the sitch?
Kim asked.

Mummy said not to let
you within ten feet of cooking, said Sonya, seriously.

It was just one pot of
water, Kim muttered, backing away.

Yeah, a pot of water
that spontaneously combusted, said Bonnie, coming downstairs
in Kims white robe. The Middleton
High chemistry teacher had a nervous breakdown trying to figure out
how you did that.

Sonya and I doing good,
mummy? asked Xena.

Bonnie looked at the
frying pan, then kissed Xena on the forehead. Just perfect, dear.

I did good too, right?
asked Sonya eagerly.
Kisses were not something they had been raised with, and here they
devoured them up like normal kids would candy.

Bonnie
smiled indulgently and kissed Sonya on the forehead
also. Bonnie then took a bottle of pills out of a drug cabinet and
walked over to the table where Kim was waiting. Bonnie took a pill
out of the bottle, dry swallowing it, and tossed the bottle over to
Kim.

I cant believe you
told them to keep me away from cooking, grumped Kim as she took a
pill from the bottle, taking it with a swallow of juice.

Its for your own
good, Kitty, said Bonnie. Dont worry, theres plenty of
other things youre good for around the house.

Gee thanks, Bunny,
said Kim sarcastically. What are you studying?

Intro to Chemistry,
said Bonnie. If Im going to be a junior in college, I need to
know this.

Wait, I thought we were
both going to be freshmen, said Kim

I talked to Wade, he
agreed it might be better if we were apparently different ages,
said Bonnie.

So, why are you the
junior and Im the freshie? demanded Kim.

Because Im better at
looking more mature then you are, said Bonnie, indicating her
bustline, which elicited a barely heard growl from Kim.

Kim
shook the bottle, Were going to need more of these did you
contact your mom to arrange a delivery?”

I
called on the road from one of the tourist towns, said Bonnie. As
she was not supposed to be dead, Bonnie could make sporadic
contact with her mother, only it was agreed not from anywhere close
to any of their new haunts. Plus Wade had set them up with a supply
of disposable cellphones he guaranteed as one hundred percent
non-trackable. Mum said that after this bottle was gone, she
didnt think wed need them anymore. Whats in them, anyway?

Some
sort of vitamin supplement, I think, said Kim. All I know is
mom started giving them to me when I hit
puberty.

Mine
too, said Bonnie.

* * *

Im sorry, Mummy,
said Sonya.

I know youre sorry,
Sonya, but you need to ask permission before you take something apart
to see how it works, said Bonnie. You girls know the rules.
When one of you breaks a rule, you have to sit in a time-out corner.
She set a chair in one corner of the room and waited while Sonya sat
down in the chair.

In an adjacent corner, Kim
spoke up. I cant believe youre making me do this too, just
cause I called you Bonnie instead of Bunny.

The rules apply to
everyone, Kitten, said Bonnie. We cant afford these minor
slip-ups once we start school. And Im adding fifteen minutes.
Theres no talking while in a time-out corner.

* * *

It had been a week at the
lighthouse, during which
time the quartet managed to turn the place into a rather comfortable
place
they could call home. The older girls found themselves falling into
a routine that anyone looking on would have a hard time
believing their
marriage was a sham. All four grew highly touchie-feelie like
a truly loving family unit. Smiles and laughter were as abundant as
the salt air off the ocean.

They
were unaware of it, but day by day even as the younger girls
deprogramming saw them acting more and more like regular little
girls, conversely Kim and Bonnies long-buried programming slowly
resurfaced. Like the younger pair, the older girls began to mesh
with their movements at unconscious levels, finding themselves aware
of the others presence at nearly all moments.
Even the most of mundane things took on the air of routine, as if as
well practiced and choreographed as any of their cheer sets. It was
not uncommon for one to pass something to the other wordlessly;
Bonnie sweeping past Kim seated at the table to lay a bowl or platter
with just the very thing for which Kim wanted second helpings even
before the no-longer redhead asked for it. Or Kim filling a second
glass of drink and sliding it across the counter to arrive just as
the puppy-tailed brunette swept into the kitchen to snag it as if
never doubting it to be there.

Because
of this growing synchronism between them, the days flew by quickly.
However Kim would
have liked more time training Xena and Sonya how to be normal;
the two girls posture, for example, still tended to be constantly
ramrod straight. However, the Beverly Hills University of Science
and Technology (BhUST) summer term was starting in one more week. Kim
and Bonnie had tried to arrange a schedule that would let one of them
stay with the girls at all time, but unfortunately on two days of the
week, both Kim and Bonnie had all day classes.

Flour Power Day
Care, said Bonnie, reading the sign as she drove the
convertible into the parking lot. We help your kids rise.
Did some guy open this place because he needed the dough?

Be nice, Bunny, said
Kim. Hopefully, we can get the kids in here. Its the one
closest to the university.

After Bonnie parked the
car, Kim took Sonya by the hand and Bonnie grabbed Xenas hand.

* * *

You have a great
facility here, Mr. Foley, said Kim
after a brief tour of the facilities.

Mr. Foley, the owner of
the Flour Power Day Care Center, had an office decorated in bright
primary colors. The two chairs Kim and Bonnie were sitting in were
both covered in obvious easy to clean plastic, while the desk Mr.
Foley was sitting behind had its corners carefully rounded off. Xena
was sitting sideways in Bonnies lap, where she could keep an eye
on the office door, the Aerobie hooked to one hip. Since discovering
the joys of the flying ring, she was hardly ever seen without the toy
in her possession. Sonya was sitting facing forward in Kims lap,
watching Mr. Foley closely.

Im glad you think
so, said Mr. Foley. And please, call me Tucker.

Oh, then please, call
me KiKitty, said Kim.

Time out corner,
murmured Bonnie, then smirked as Kim shot her a dirty look.

Obviously, we dont
get a lot of lesbian couples, continued Mr. Foley, oblivious to
the byplay. However, Im sure we can accommodate you. He
glanced at the paper application Kim had filled out. I see their
names are Xena and Sonya. Ill also need their last names.

Hopper, said Bonnie,
just as Kim was saying Chinette.

That is, said
Bonnie. Since Sonya is Kittys, shes Sonya Chinette, while
Xena is Xena Hopper.

Ok, said Mr. Foley,
jotting the last names down. I assume thats Sonya, then? he
asked, pointing at Xena.

No, Im X- 3- N- A,
said Xena.

She means X, E, N, A,
said Bonnie, faking a laugh. Shes still learning to spell,
arent you, dear?

Xena nodded.

Well, they certainly
seem to be comfortable with you both, said Mr. Foley.

I hope our relationship
doesnt spook you, said Kim. Bunny and I didnt realize our
true feelings for each other until our pregnancies. She reached
out to take Bonnies hand, telling herself this would be a good
time for a public demonstration of affection.

Oh, Ive been
around, said Mr. Foley. Nobody spooks Er, nothing spooks
me.

Well, Bunny, what do
you think? asked Kim.

I think this place is
purr-fect, Kitty,
said Bonnie, causing Kim to wince at the pun.

Well, they can start
attending whenever you like, said Mr. Foley.

Kim and Bonnie stood up,
giving Xena and Sonya time to stand up first.

Thank you, Mr. Foley,
said Kim.

Yes, said Bonnie.
We both love both of our daughters, but, Bonnie reached out
and pulled Kim close. Before Kim could get over her surprise, Bonnie
firmly pressed her lips against Kims, we could use some
private time.

Of course, said Mr.
Foley.

I think that ought to
do it, Bonnie said softly to Kim.

Yeah, it certainly did
it for me, said Kim just as soft, her face flushed with what she
told herself was embarrassment.

What? asked Bonnie.

Never mind, said
Kim, firmly, forcing herself to calm down.

* * *

Kim had been busy
outfitting the lighthouse with hidden defenses and sensors, so she
had left Bonnie handling the details about making sure both of them
were enrolled in the Beverly Hills University of Science and
Technology (BhUST). She hadnt even been to the school campus yet,
and today was the first day of class for the summer term. Kim stood
in her underwear, staring at the outfit laid out for her on the bed.
You cant be serious.

California schools tend
to be very big on dress codes, Kitty, said Bonnie. She was already
wearing an outfit that matched the one laid out for Kim. It featured
shiny black shoes, white socks, a plaid, pleated skirt, white blouse,
and plaid vest. On the left breast of the vest was the BhUST crest.
Now hurry up, or youll be late for your first class.

Kim sighed and put the
outfit on, then followed Bonnie downstairs and out to the garage.
Xena and Sonya were already in the back seat of the car. Bonnies
first class started later then Kims, so she was going to drop Kim
off before taking the girls to the Flour Power Day Care center.

Bonnie drove the car up to
a side entrance of the school and parked. Here we go, she said.
You have a map of the school and where all your classes are,
right?

Yes, Bunny, said
Kim, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. She climbed out of the car,
grabbing up her book bag.

Hey, youre
forgetting something, Bonnie said.

What? Kim asked,
turning.

Bonnie scooted across the
front seat of the car and grabbed the lapels of Kims vest. She
used her grip to tug Kim down, allowing Bonnie to give Kim a long,
open mouthed kiss. When Bonnie broke the kiss, Kims cheeks were
flushed and her eyes slightly dilated in shock. Have a good day in
school! Bonnie said, moving back to the drivers seat.

Um, right, said Kim.
She watched Bonnie drive off, then turned to hurry in so she wouldnt
be late for class.

* * *

At the Flour Power Day
Care, Bonnie grabbed a bag from the backseat and led the two girls
inside. Hi, Im Ms. Hopper, here to drop off Xena and Sonya.

Hi, Im Ashley,
said the woman at the front desk. Ill take them right in.

Great, said Bonnie.
Do you have a restroom I could go change in?

* * *

Kim slumped in her English
Literature class, blushing at the occasional stares from her fellow
students as the teacher droned on and on. Bonnie was so going to pay
for this; Kim had found out that, while BhUST did
have a dress code, it did not
have a school uniform. It definitely did not have anything like the
outfit Bonnie had tricked her
into wearing.

During
her lunch break, she marched into the BhUST cafeteria and without
conscious effort unerringly found her way to Bonnies side. The
brunette was sitting at a table with three other girls. Bonnie was
dressed in jeans, a summer blouse, and low heeled shoes, nothing like
the black Mary-Janes Kim was wearing. Im going to get you for
this, Bunny, Kim said, remembering at
the last minute to use Bonnies new name.

Oh, youre beautiful
when youre mad, said Bonnie. She stood up and slipped an arm
around Kim. Oh, come on this was probably my only chance to get
you to play dress up.

Kim was aware that the
other three girls were staring at her the blonde, in fact, seemed
to be ogling her. Bonnie gestured. Kitty, this is Clover, Alex,
and Sam. Clover was the blonde. Alex had black hair and
Mediterranean features, looking very similar to Kims disguised
look. Sam was a redhead, her hair a few shades lighter than Kims
natural color, and the tallest of the group.

Bunny, I cant
believe you made your girlfriend wear that to school all day, said
Sam.

Oh, come on, said
Clover. She looks totally hot in it!

Alex reached out and gave
a playful tug on the front of the red blouse Clover was wearing.
Hey, youre only supposed to have eyes for us two, she said,
mock playfully.

Oh, come on, I can
still look, said Clover.

Dont mind her,
said Sam, gesturing at Clover. Shes a slut.

Aww,
you know you love it, Sam, said Clover.

Um, said Kim,
trying to figure out the relationship between the three girls.

Sam, Alex, and Clover
are a mnage trois,
said Bonnie. So much for us being the most unusual couple at
school.

Technically were a
polyamorous
threesome, not a couple but hey! You two are still probably
the only lesbian couple with kids, said Sam. Sit down, Kitty.
Bunny was just about to explain that to us.

Hmmm, have you two ever
tried animal dress up? asked Clover almost dreamily.

Alex scooted her chair
closer to Clover and put one hand firmly over Clovers mouth. Shh,
Clover, I want to hear this.

Clover pulled Alexs
hand down. Ooh, I love it when you go butch, she said, but then
was obediently quiet.

Its not much to
tell, said Bonnie, sticking to the agreed on story. Kitty and I
went to the same high school. We were attracted to each other, but
didnt really know what to do with those feelings.

We tended to fight to
hide our feelings, said Kim. We were very competitive.

Part of the competition
was we both tried dating the schools football quarterback, Block,
said Bonnie. Block took advantage of the situation, and us. He
wound up getting us both pregnant, then transferred across country.

We both managed to stay
in school, but it was hard we found ourselves spending more and
more time together to help each other out, said Kim. One night,
I was staying at Bunnys house and we well, Kim blushed at
the imagery in her head of the supposed incident.
Bonnie had insisted on going over every minute detail, just in
case she had said, and they did, ad
nauseam. The
room had gotten very hot for both of them even though they were in
the light-room with all the doors open.

Did the naughty?
asked Clover, and was promptly glared at by both Alex and Sam.

Yes, said Kim. We
realized our true feelings. It took some time to get the details
settled, but we really hope to make this relationship work.

Well be glad to help
any way we can, said Sam. We three know a lot about what its
like, being in a relationship others consider strange.

Come on, Kitty, said
Bonnie. I brought some spare clothes in the car, if you really
want to change.

Kim glanced at the
disappointed look on Clovers face. No, she said slowly.
I guess by this time, the damage to my rep has already been done.
Ill just wear this until the end of the day.

Great! said Clover.
And maybe tomorrow, you can wear .

CLOVER! said Kim,
Alex, and Sam in unison.

* * *

Converting
most of the garage into a gym/dojo had not been hard. Kim stood in
her gi,
complete with multiple white-striped black belt, and faced Bonnie,
Sonya, and Xena. Ok, this is called a crane kick, said Kim. She
stood one one leg, other leg bent up, then suddenly lashed out, her
standing leg coming out to drive her foot into where an imaginary
opponents jaw would be. Now, you try it.

Sonya
and Xena obediently began trying to mirror Kims moves. Advanced
as it was for their young frames, they still caught on after only a
few repetitions.

I
dont see why you have me studying all this karate stuff,
grumbled Bonnie.

Come
on, these moves could help a lot if you got in a fight, said Kim.
She moved to stand in front of Bonnie and went back to her initial
stance. Here, Ill show you this again. Remember, its called
the Crane Kick and .

Before
Kim could finish, Bonnie dropped into a crouch and leg-swept Kims
support leg out from under her, sending Kim sprawling. And that,
said Bonnie, is called kicking your butt.

Fine,
grumbled Kim. What would you
teach them?

Bonnie
went over to the boombox and put in a new tape. As she took the spot
a the head of the class, slow instrumental music filled the garage.
Kim, Sonya, and Xena were lined up against one wall. Bonnie leapt
across the floor in time with the music. This
, said
Bonnie, is called a jet.
Can you say that, class?

* * *

Kim
fidgeted in her seat. She had signed up for Introduction to
Archeology as an elective for summer, and was finding it hard to
concentrate. Maybe it was due to her sleep getting interrupted last
night shed woken up twice from embarrassingly erotic dreams,
only to find herself snuggled intimately close to Bonnie, the other
womans hands
resting in rather
fun places.

Maybe
it was the man teaching the course. Professor Mutt Jones, who
also taught small engine repair, was a hottie even if he was
Kims dads age. Plus some of the girls in the class looked
interesting, if not as sexy as Bonnie. Mmm,
Bonnniie .

* * *

Are you ok, Bunny?
asked Sam. Youve been acting like Clover all day.

Hey, I resemble that
remark! said Clover, pretending to be miffed.

Hmm? asked Bonnie,
twisted in her seat so she could stare at a girl walking past in the
cafeteria. The girl had on tight jeans, showing off her rear. The boy
she was with wasnt so bad, either. Bonnie was glad that neither
she nor Kim had any afternoon classes scheduled today; after lunch,
she was planning to head home and have a marathon session with her
vibrator. Or maybe she could convince Kim to finally take their
relationship to the next
level, What??

Speak
of the devil. Bonnie was suddenly aware of Kims presence a full
three minutes even before she saw her pushing into the cafeteria,
making a beeline for her. Bonnie stood quickly. Kitty,
Bonnie said, but was interrupted by Kim firmly pressing her lips
against Bonnies.

Home.
Now,”
said Kim, tersely, after breaking the kiss.

Bonnie
was definitely not arguing. A warmth
spreading from
between her legs and flooding her brain wouldnt allow it. Right,
she said, following Kim out.

The
two drove home, Kim pressing and rubbing against Bonnie as Bonnie
drove, exceeding the speed limit more then usual. Neither was
thinking of anything, not a thought in their heads. It was as if
their brains had taken the afternoon off, leaving their bodies in
control. Fortunately, no cops stopped them. Once home, Kim ran up
the stairs to the master bedroom, shedding her clothes along the
stair well.

Bonnie
followed, doing the same.

* * *

Sorry for leaving you
so long at preschool,
said Bonnie, apologetically, as she pulled the car into the driveway.
Your mommy and I got busy.

Thats
ok, mummy, said Xena. We just played with the Aerobie.

Bonnie,
Xena, and Sonya walked in to find Kim at the computer, the empty vial
of pills beside her. The supply had run
out a week ago.

Whats
up? asked Bonnie.

After
our unexpectedly
fun
afternoon, I googled these vitamin supplements, said Kim,
holding up the empty container. I finally found them. In a
database of veterinary medicine.

Oh?
said Bonnie, surprised. Kim was blushing
was it just at finding she had been taken something usually
prescribed to animals?

Its used by some
zoos to prevent their big cats from going into heat, said Kim
flatly. I guess Wade did better then he knew when he named me
Kitty.

Oh?
said Bonnie, too stunned at the revelation that both she and Kim (and
probably Xena and Sonia) had cat genes to come up with a more
original response. Ohhh
.

* *
*

Director
Hall paced the office. Richard Red Herring and J2S stood at
attention in front of his desk. Gentlemen, we need to retrieve or
terminate the lost Generation Two subjects before we can proceed. Mr.
Herring, it was your proposal to use those kids to recover the lost
Generation One assets.

Yes
sir, said Red, sweating. But only after you refused to
authorize using J2S directly.

J2S
is our only loyal member of Gen-One, said Director Hall.

Thank you, sir! said
J2S.

At least we no longer
have to worry about K1M, with her death, said Red, desperate to
provide any sort of silver lining.

I dont believe it,
said J2S. K1M gets taken out by a norm? A norm geezer?
It was fake.

Her
body was never recovered, said Director Hall. Im afraid I
have to agree with J2S. She could still be active. Keep searching
for her, BN,
S1Y-a, and X3N-a.

Yes, sir! said J2S,
a second before Red did.

Dismissed.