Kim Possible Porn Story: After the Triumph Chapter 1

This MD&T one-shot
revolves around events immediately happening after the arrest of
Veruca. So be sure to read up to Chapter 33 before reading this
fanfic.

Disclaimers:

I
do not own Kim Possible, Bonnie Rockwaller, Tara, or any other KP
character mentioned in this one-shot. All these Kim Possible
characters are created by Mark McCorkle and Bob Schooley. All rights
of the show belong to Disney alone.

I also do not own
South Panola: school or mascot.

Once again, I do not
own Veruca Salt or Charlie and the Chocolate factory. All rights go
to the book’s author, Rohald Dahl.

I also do not own
Caitlin Cooke of 6teen. All rights belong to the creators of that
show.

This fanfic is rated PG
for brief rude humor.

Setting: Room 305, Kim
Possible and Bonnie Rockwaller’s Room.

Time: 12:45 am

As the handcuffed mess of
Veruca was paraded out of Kim and Bonnie’s room, Mrs. Rockwaller and
James and Anne Possible breathed a sigh of relief. The monster that
had tormented their daughters for four years was gone.

Kim and Bonnie was still
in a jubilant celebration over that cheer captain’s arrest and
expulsion from the squad and school.

Yet, they still cannot get
over the dank smell of Veruca’s piss on poor Tara and Caitlin.
Officer Hobble, who just came back from taking Veruca away, had a
couple of sleeping bags just in case something bad like this would
happen to the girls. He was still in the police uniform

“Here you go, girls.”
Hobble said as he laid out the two sleeping bags. One would be next
to Kim’s bed and the other would be next to Bonnie’s bed, just to
make sure that Veruca’s accomplices don’t strike back a second time
at them.

“Thanks, Officer
Hobble.” Bonnie said as she gave the Global Justice handcuffs
back to Kim. “Hopefully, with Kim and you on our side, Veruca’s
cronies will not lay a hair on Tara or Caitlin.”

“You’re welcome,
Bonnie.” Hobble said in his famed Irish-brogue accent. “I’ll
keep a watch outside the door.”

He closed the door to the
two heroes’ room and kept a vigilant eye in the hallway for the rest
of the night.

Tara, finally realizing
that she had enough of the piss water in her hair, decided to take a
brief shower. While in the shower, Tara was able to get rid of the
awful smell, but she cannot get rid of the four years of the awful
memories that Veruca had heaped upon her, Bonnie, Kim, and the rest
of the squad.

Caitlin did the same as
well.

Now that their hair was
cleansed of all of Veruca’s urine, the two good blonde cheerleaders
stretched their bodies and yawned. Tara slept on the ground to the
left of Kim’s bed while Caitlin slept to the right of Bonnie’s bed.
Both of them immediately went to sleep.

The only lights that
remained on were the two lamps in the middle of the walkway. Both
Bonnie and Kim were discussing about what was going to happen for
Game 2 and how many yards “Unstoppable Stoppable” would
gain against South Panola.

“I bet,” Bonnie
said as she was holding two fingers to her forehead, ”
‘Unstoppable’ Stoppable would pick up, say, 150 yards against South
Panola!”

“No, no, Bonnie, I bet,” Kim laughed,
” Ron will pick up 250 yards against the Tigers!”

Both
girls laughed silently as to not disturb their two embattled friends.

Then, Kim looked at the
time on the alarm clock. It was now around 1:05 am. The cheerleaders
needed to get some sleep before the all-important Game 2.

“Good night, K.”
Bonnie said as she rested her long brunette hair on the hotel pillow.
She turned off the lamp on the right side.

“Night, B.” Kim
said. Her long red hair finally came to a rest on the sheets as she
turned her hand on the switch of the left lamp and turned it off.

So here rested the two
cheerleaders who took down the most vile and disgusting cheer captain
of all time in their beds, dreaming of leading their beloved Mad Dogs
to a Game 2 victory.