Kim Possible Porn Story: Monkey Mojo Chapter 4

Monkey Mojo: Chapter 4

I.

Ron paced the
office nervously. What am I gonna do, Mo’? I can’t hide from KP
forever. I got to go to school tomorrow and besides, I don’t want
to.

Monique cupped her
chin in her hands, elbows on the desk. Occasionally a little hiccup
of recent hilarity would escape. Why ask me? I don’t know
anything about your monkeyness.

Not helping Mo. Ron growled, You may not know about the monkey madness, but you
do know KP. From a girl’s point of view, what should I do?

Well, first
thing, don’t turn your back on her until you get this thing worked
out. Mo’ collapsed in renewed giggles.

Oh, very funny. Ha, ha. It is to laugh. Ron groused. C’mon Mo’. I need help
here.

I’ll say you
do, Monique giggled, But why should I help? After all, you’ve
got the girl of your dreams chasing you, all you have to do is stand
still and let her catch you. Seems to me you ought to be happy. Monique’s control slipped further as the giggles escalated into
laughter.

I’m not worried
about KP chasing me, Ron grumbled, it’s what she’ll do when
she catches me I’m sweating. Shudder city, I’m telling you.

Tears began leaking
from Monique’s eyes. Swiping futilely at her cheeks, she choked, At
least Kim will get some use out of that training book.

Ron’s eyes
narrowed, What book?

Monique snatched a
tissue off the desk to pat her eyes, The snake training…book. Her eyes widened, I mean, she was…ah…going
…to…ah…get…ah…get a handle on her snake fears, yeah,
that’s right.

Ron leaned forward,
scowling, I may not be the brightest bulb in the box, Mo’, but I
get the idea you knew about the tail before I said anything.

Me?

Yeah, you. Now,
either come clean, or else.

Else what,
monkey boy. Monique said defiantly.

I’ll shatter
your rep as the gossip queen. Ron threatened.

And just how
could you do that?

A prime piece of
gossip that you don’t know, but as the queen of the gossip set you
should know.

And what would
that be?

Oh no, I may
tell or I may not, but I will definitely spread the word if you don’t
start talking. Ron grinned triumphantly.

You wouldn’t. Mo’ protested.

I’ve got access
to a website and I’m not afraid to use it. Ron sneered.

Monique frowned in
defeat. Ok, what do you want to know?

Tell me about
the book.

II.

Wade, where’s
Ron? Kim asked sweetly.

Now, Kim, we’ve
had this discussion, before. It would be extremely unethical for me
to chip Ron.

The sweetness
turned sour. Wade, we can get into philosophy later. Where’s
Ron?

I don’t know. Wade cowered.

What?

He figured out
he was chipped, ‘tagged’ is what he called it and made me get rid of
it.

Ron?

Ron.

But…but he
never said anything.

Nope, I
explained why we did it and he said he understood. He just wanted it
out. He did think it was an idea though so he asked Rufus if he
would mind being chipped. Wade paused.

And?

Rufus said
okay.

Great, where’s
Rufus?

Do you remember
the mission in Wisconsin?

Yes, what’s that
got to do with anything?

As near as I can
tell, Rufus is making a determined attempt to be the first mole rat
to single handedly eat a building.

Oh. Kim
thought a moment, then brightened. Ron says you have the world
wired, Wade, so have you seen him anywhere?

I haven’t been
looking. Wade temporized.

Well, look!

Okay, okay. Wade’s fingers flew across his keyboard. Got him! Or at least
the last sighting I have of him.

Ooooh, where? Kim almost quivered in excitement.

Club Banana. As
a matter of fact, he entered shortly before you did. Wade looked
up. Didn’t you see him?

Kim ignored him. Inspiration had struck. Monique!

III.

Monique unlocked
her car door, a battered old ’57 Chevy her dad was restoring. Now
what kind of gossip could monkey boy know that I don’t know? Got to
find out what it…

Monique!

Oy, could this day get
any better? Monique turned,
smiling nervously, Hi, Kim. What brings you back to shopping
central?

Talk.

Well, sure, Kim, you know me, always ready to talk. Monique
hesitated. Talk about what?

Kim growled. Where’s Ron?

Ron? How would I know? He’s your BF. Monique hid a grin. What happened? The expedition not go off well? Sympathy
dripped from her lips.

Kim’s lip quivered. He was in Club Banana with you. Why didn’t
you tell me?

Caught! Ok, first, I didn’t know he was there when you were there. Second
you left and when he left I didn’t know where you were.

I didn’t see him. Where was he?

Hiding in the office. Monique grinned. You really curled
his hair with your pointer, y’know.

Kim blushed. Never mind that. Where did he go?

Monique took pity on her obviously distraught girlfriend. Okay,
I don’t know where he’s at, but he said he had to do some shopping
and if I saw you to tell you to meet him in the tree house.

Ron? Shopping?

I know, strange. But that’s all I know, honest.

Kim looked at Monique suspiciously, And that’s all? Really?

Well, he did say he had an idea. Monique paused, What’s
the matter?

KP closed her jaw. Mo’, think about some of Ron’s ideas.

Mo’s eyebrow quirked. Ron? Who’s running around with a cattle
prod singing ‘gonna catch the monkey’?

And what is wrong with that? Kim said pugnaciously, He’s
my monkey.

Monique’s brow went higher.

Ok, so maybe it’s a little different, Kim squirmed, but,
Monique, you don’t know. Kim’s eyes unfocused for a moment. I
don’t know what he’s got, but I want it. Again.

Sounds like again and again and again. Monique snickered.

Don’t be crude, Mo. Kim grinned, But if it happens, that
monkey is going to be under control. She turned away.

Where are you going? Monique asked. As if I didn’t know.

Kim nonchalantly tossed her pointer in the air, catching it idly. Got a tail to train, later.

Monique watched KP saunter away. Momkey boy, you better have
one heckuva plan.