Kim Possible Porn Story: Kim Possible Fly Me to the Moon Chapter 1

Kim Possible Porn Story: Kim Possible Fly Me to the Moon Chapter 1

KP:
Fly Me To The Moon

AN: This is an AU fic
set in the 22nd century. Kim is an up and coming GJ agent
tasked to infiltrate a group of terrorist, just one problem, one of
the terrorist is the fianc of her best friend Ron.

I.

Kim
enjoyed a sip of orange juice from the glass in her left hand while
she poured milk in to a bowl of berries, sliced banana, and cereal
with her right hand. Wade, can you check and confirm my flight
reservations for this weekend and turn on the TV please.

Yes
Kim, your ticket is confirmed for Pan Am flight 205 on Saturday
leaving at 10am local time. A disembodied voice answered as it
turned on the plasma flat screen display on the wall in front of Kim.

Wade
wasnt really there in the room, or at least he wasnt in a flesh
and blood physical sense. Rather the Wade that Kim referred to was
the artificial intelligence or AI, which resided in the distributed
computer network inside of her home. Wade Load had been a computer
genius of the highest caliber who had many of the largest mega
corporations on Earth hiring him for consulting work. He had also
been a great friend to Kim since she had been twelve years old, so
his death in an accident a few years ago, and just a few days after
turning eighteen, had been especially tragic. But Wade had always
been full of surprises, such as how he had uploaded all of his
knowledge and memories in to the computer system, that he had
designed, built, and installed, that operated inside of Kims
house. And although it was more than unlikely, there were times that
the young redheaded woman would almost swear that he had uploaded
some of his personality in to the computer as well.

As
she began to eat her breakfast, Kim was only half paying attention to
the news anchor on the screen that was mindless reading off of a
teleprompter, In other news today the Mars delegation to the
Terran Congress walked out in protest of the continuation of the
Martian surtax they are being charged to help pay for the Mars
terraforming project. Said one member of the delegation.

Kim,
you have received a priority message from Global Justice, Wade
informed its user as the volume on the news automatically decreased
to a whisper. It requires acknowledgement upon receipt.

Ok
Wade, play the message.

A
few dozen milliseconds later the image of the eye patch wearing head
of Global Justice, Dr. Betty Director, replaced the image of the
newscast.

Agent
Kim Possible, you are to report to conference room C no later than
zero nine hundred hours today at the Global Justice headquarters in
Middleton.

The
still image of Dr. Director sat there on the screen for several
seconds before Wade prompted a response from Kim.

Shall
I send a receipt acknowledgement? Wade asked.

Please
and thank you. Kim said after swallowing the food in her mouth
before answering. Whiling having the head of your agency, or your
bosss boss, call you directly might be considered a bad omen, in
Kims case it wasnt that usual. She was a rising star in the
Global Justice organization and one more than one occasion Dr.
Director had singled her out for praise after a mission. Still, Kim
had no idea why Dr. Director wanted to see her, it had been weeks
since her last field mission, unless she was being assigned a new
mission. If so then that would break the three week long drought of
no missions that Kim had been suffering through, but she also hoped
that if she was to be assigned a new mission that it wouldnt take
long since she was supposed to be going on leave in a few days.

II.

After
finishing breakfast Kim caught a bus to the nearest metro station
which would take her to Global Justices headquarters. The bus,
which was a regular eighty eight person, double decker, electrically
powered from power strips in the road, and fully automated, were one
of dozens that circulated around the city. Over the decades the
small city of Middleton had grown and prospered so much that it had
annexed its neighboring residential areas to become one of the
fastest growing cities in the United States. The large growth had
forced Middleton to invest heavily in to mass transit and it now had
a system that rivaled other major cities such as New York, London,
New Delhi, and Tokyo. Fortunately, the cities rapid growth, and
crowding, was slowing down due to the global economic downturn that
had been plaguing earth for the past decade and as more and more
people were migrating to earths outer space colonies.

Exiting
the bus Kim crossed the pedestrian walkway that entered the expansive
central Middleton metro station. The central metro station was the
largest in the city and handled all sorts of traffic, from buses to
helicopters to monorail trains that ran through the cities sky
scrapers. But it was underground that the metro station stood out. The train platform ran for a mile in each cardinal direction as did
the four identical levels below it in order to accommodate the
millions of people who rode it every day. Below that ran the high
speed magalev rail lines that severed as the citys major arteries
and carried both people and freight to the rest of the country. Waiting amongst the huddled masses for the local commuter train to
Lowerton to arrive, Kim took out her PDA and began skimming through
the headlines of the major news networks, CNN, BBC, Foxnews, Nippon
Daily. There were several stories about growing tension between
Earth and the Mars colony, some about petty issues such as taxation,
while others were about the right for the planet to seek self
determination. There was even a story about a fringe group claiming
that the Martians (as some humans living on Mars had taken to calling
themselves) were evolutionary better than humans from earth and that
being part of the terran federation was holding them back.

Ascending the stairs that exited the metro terminal, Kim covered the
remaining four blocks to Global Justice HQ in less time than normal. Approaching a small simple fence, Kim showed her identification card
to the guard and entered through the outer security perimeter of the
main Global Justice compound. The name Global Justice was really a
misnomer given that the agencies counter terrorism responsibilities
werent just earth wide, but extended out to Earths colonies on
the moon and Mars as well as its colonies in the outer solar
system. But Global Justice had earned such a stellar reputation for
its counter terrorism mission over the decades that it had been
allowed to retain the old name when the organization was integrated
in to the United Earth Defense Forces.

Coming
to a set of double doors that constituted the outer perimeter of the
GJ headquarters, Kim passed through a scanner that searched her body
for weapons or explosives before she proceeded to the retinal
scanner. After verifying her identity, the doors opened to large
hall way full of people walking here and there as they went about
their business. At the end of the hall way were a number of
conference rooms, including the one she had been ordered to report
to, and this conference room was currently filled with three people
sitting in chairs with all of them looking towards Kim.

Agent
Kim Possible reporting as ordered. Kim said as she stood at
attention before the agencies head boss, Dr. Betty Director. While
some people both with in and outside of Global Justice would have
preferred for a subordinate to salute when reporting, Dr. Director
had stated numerously and sometimes loudly that Global Justice was
not a military organization and as long as she was in charge it would
remain that way.

The
eye patch wearing older woman simply nodded her head in
acknowledgement before speaking. Take a seat Kimberly, she
then indicated to the two agents seated to either side of her. Im
sure youre more than familiar with Senior Agent Will Du, our
operations director from section three, and to my left is Agent First
Class K; one of our intelligence operatives from section two. They
will be briefing you on the details of your next mission, one that
you happen to be well suited for.

With
all due respect maam, Agent Du interrupted Dr. Director, Agent
Possible, while talented, is not particularly well suited to this
mission. Its just coincidence that she will be at the right place
at the right time.

Which
is what makes her suited for this operation. Dr. Director replied
with out even bothering to take her eye off of Kim. Kimberly, I
understand that you planning on taking a couple of weeks of leave, is
that correct?

Yes
maam.

And
that you plan on visiting the Von Braun lunar colony.

Kim
nodded her head. At this point she was wondering what did her leave
have to do with a new mission? If it came down to a choice, or at
least as much choice as Kim had in the matter, she would not postpone
her leave for a mission. She had planned for and requested this
leave several months ago in order to fulfill a promise to her best
friend, and she had no intention of breaking that promise just for
some mission.

That
is why we choose you for this mission. Agent Du and Agent K will
fill you in on the details.

The
look of annoyance that passed across Agent Dus face lasted for
only a second before his professionalism took over and he began his
briefing.

Agent
Possible, since you will be on Von Braun moon station between the
dates of eight and sixteen June you will be ideally situated to
infiltrate a meeting between suspected arms smugglers and a suspected
member of the Free Mars terrorist group.

The
blonde woman sitting to the left of Dr. Director, and who appeared
about the same age as her, pressed a few buttons and brought up a
holographic image of a young woman before she continued the briefing
in her soft English accent.

This
is Bonnie Rockwaller. We believe that she is a major leader in the
Free Mars terrorist group, Bonnies image was replaced by the
image of what Kim considered to be a cute if not down right handsome
young man. This man is Josh, his last name is unknown. We
believe that he is a weapons suppler to the Free Mars group. They
will be meeting other known and suspected arms smugglers on Von Braun
station. Finally, the image of Josh was replaced by the image of
a slightly goofy looking blonde hair young man with brown eyes and
large ears. We havent been able to positively identify this
man, and we arent sure what his relation is to either Ms.
Rockwaller or Josh. However, given how often he is seen with the two
of them and his recent purchase of a local restaurant on Von Braun we
suspect that he may be a financer. Agent Possible, we need you to
gather as much biometric data as you can on your targets. In
addition to that, we need finical transaction records which link the
Free Mars group with the weapons smugglers.

The
pause between Agent Ks finish and Agent Du starting up again was
so minute and flawless that Kim was convinced that they must have
rehearsed it. Then again based on what she knew about Agent Du being
a by the book stick in the mud she would have been surprised if they
had only rehearsed the briefing twice.

Agent
Possible, your mission is to make contact with either Mr. Josh or Ms.
Rockwaller and confirm our information about them with a secondary
mission to try to ascertain any information you can about the
unidentified second man. Your cover is that of a disgruntled Earth
Defense Force officer who is willing to sell surplus parts from our
recently decommissioned VF-1 Valkyrie fighters for use in their
fighter fleet. You will meet your handler at lunar base ALUCE where
you will be provided with Valkyrie avionic components to prove you
have access to the equipment.

Agent
K then added, Further more intelligence indicates that a some what
large wedding will be held at Von Braun station during the time
period that the meeting will take place. You will use that as your
excuse for being at Von Braun during that time period. Use this
forged wedding invitation if anyone starts to question your cover. As she finished the English agent slide a small envelope across the
table towards Kim to allow the younger agent to examine the contents.

Letting
the details of the briefing sink in for a few seconds as Kim looked
through the packet provided to her, Dr. Director finally spoke up. Do you have any questions Kimberly?

Yes. I was wondering who you assigned to put this mission together,
because quite frankly they should be fired. Kim said flatly.

Now
see here Agent Possible, I will not have my work questioned! Agent Du replied angrily.

I
fully agree. My work has always been top notch and I wont have it
questioned by some junior agent. Agent K added icily.

Will,
K, please quite down. Dr. Director said in a tone that broached
no argument from her subordinates. Now Kimberly, would you mind
explaining why you feel that way?

Kim
took a deep breath as she answered the question, First of all the
blond hair man that you labeled as unidentified is named Ronald
Stoppable. He is an old friend of mine and wouldnt be fooled by
the cover you gave me of being a disgruntled EDF officer,
Kim said as she added the air quotes. Secondly, Ronald is Ms.
Rockwallers fianc. And lastly the wedding invitation that you gave
me would only succeed in blowing my cover as it doesnt look like
the personal one that I received from him.

Agent
Possible, you knowingly associate with someone who associates with
Free Mars terrorist?! Will practically shouted. You should be
brought up on charges and thrown in the brig until your courts
martial. I demand that

Will,
shut up. Dr. Director said in a cool, calm, and dangerous voice
before turning to face Agent Kay. I trust that you will update
their dossiers with that information ASAP.

Yes
maam.

Good. Then this briefing is concluded. Agents Du and K, considering the
new information weve learned this morning I want you two to come
up with a new mission plan and be ready to brief it by this time
tomorrow, Dr. Director then turned her attention back towards
Kim. As for you agent Possible,

Oh
no, Kim thought, when Dr. Director uses your last name then your in
trouble.

I
want to see you in my office. We have some things we need to
discuss.

Yes
maam.

Very
well then, dismissed.

III.

Take a seat Kimberly. Dr. Director said as she walked towards
the back of her officer. Care for some coffee?

No
thank you. Kim responded as she sat down nervously. After the
raucous that had transpired during the mission brief Kim wasnt at
all surprised to find her self sitting in the bosses officer, most
likely for a sever, and possibly career ending dressing down. Watching Betty Director fix herself a cup of coffee, Kims mind
began to wonder back to the last time that she had been called in to
the office like this. It had been her senior year of high school and
she had gotten in to a fight with a fellow student, Tara.

For some reason Tara had taken a strong disliking to the new student
in their class, a gangly looking freshman girl whos above normal
IQ placed her in the advanced physics class that was usually reserved
just for seniors with a cumulative GPA of 3.5. Kim had arrived to
school early that morning and had found the new girl, what was her
name; Justine; rushing through the hallway when she crashed in to Kim
and ended up spilling her books everywhere.

Oh
no! Taras homework. Justine cried as she attempted to gather
up the scattered paperwork.

Taras
homework? Kim asked as she knelt down to help the younger girl.

No
I meant my homework. Justine tried to cover up her slip of the
tongue.

Kim
was about to respond when she heard a shrill voice.

Find
your own freshman to pick on Kim, this ones mine, Tara said as
she walked up to the scene. Youd better have my stuff
Justine.

Yes
Tara, I will.

Later
after physics class, Kim confronted Tara about her bullying of
Justine. Tara of course denied doing such a thing and the
accusations began to fly. Flying accusations were soon replaced with
flying insults which in turn were soon replaced by flying fists, and
to Kims surprise she learned that Tara had a mean left hook. After the fight both girls found themselves in the office of a less
than amused assistant principle Mr. Barkin. Although Kim ended up
being suspended from school and the incident blotted her previously
spotless school record, Kim knew that she had done the right thing
and her conscious had never bothered her.

The
sound of Bettys voice ended Kims stroll down memory lane and
brought her back to the present.

Ahh,
nothing like a cup of fresh coffee. My doctor says that I really
should cut down on this stuff, he claims it will be the death of me
yet. The head of Global Justice said before taking another sip of
her drink.

There
are worse ways to die. Kim grinned.

Indeed. Betty said as she rested her chin on her hands. Life is about
choices, decisions we have to make. Which brings us to the question
of what to do with you?

Inwardly
Kim grimaced. It was like being in Mr. Barkins office all over
again, only this time it wouldnt end with a mere three day
suspension.

I
was quite surprised by your revelation this morning. But probably no
more than you were about the revelation of your friends fianc. Betty said before taking a sip of coffee. Kimberly, youre a
very good field agent, one of the best Ive ever seen, and I think
you would be able to handle yourself on this mission. However, Will
does have a point about your lack of experience for this type of
mission, especially considering the unforeseen complications.

Pausing
for a moment to take another sip from her coffee mug, Betty then
continued. Kimberly, I wont order you to go on this mission,
nor will I ask you to excuse your self from it. But I want you to
keep in mind that what ever you chose, this information is to be kept
close hold. Do you understand?

Kim
sat there for a second as she let what her boss had just said sink
in. She was trusting Kim to do the right thing no matter which
coarse of action she choose.

Kimberly. Betty said in a softer voice. I do want you to consider one
thing though. We have been hearing a lot of chatter lately about an
upsurge in Free Mars activities and the support they have from the
Mars populace. If these reports are true then we could see more
violence and blood shed than weve seen since the global Muslim
uprising of 2045 and the nuclear exchange of the PanPacific war of
2087. Betty then changed her demeanor to a more serious one as
she continued, Kimberly, thats why, what ever your decision is,
I need you to let me know by this time tomorrow ok.

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