Kim Possible Porn Story: Foreign Exchange – Chapter 7

Kim Possible Porn Story: Foreign Exchange – Chapter 7

Here’s chapter 7. Not much else to say, is there?

SwordSlayer

Disclaimer: The show and all it’s characters belong to Disney yadda, yadda, yadda.

“speaking”

thoughts / dream sequence / flashback

‘in another language’

Chapter 7:

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They raced downstairs in a blur of red and brown, not once stopping until they reached the den entrance. There was a crumbling hole, about the size of a queen-sized bed, in the left wall that lead to the backyard. Anne sat slumped against the wall right next to the entrance by Kim and Rei, a trickle of blood running down the side of her face from the gash on her forehead. Kim went to check on her mother as Rei eyed the figure who stood in the newly-made door to the room.

“Who are you?” she demanded, glaring at the woman that dared hurt Mrs. Possible. The figure was obviously female, the jet-black catsuit told her that. She had medium length dirty-blonde hair secured in a braid, a few wisps falling into the blue eyes. The rest of her face was covered by a cloth covering, concealing her face from about mid-nose down.

“Just a friend stopping by. Oops, did I hurt her?” came a reply laced with false concern and a French accent.

“What do you want?” Kim hissed, stepping ahead of Rei, anger clearly showing on her features.

“Oh, nothing much. Just picking up a little something.”

“And what, exactly, is this little something?” Rei ventured, have a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“You.” The woman lunged forward, flipping to avoid the attack Kim had instinctively thrown forward to stop her. She slammed into Rei, who was caught offguard, sending them rolling back a few feet, struggling to overpower the other. Rei recovered quickly and launched the woman away from her as she rolled on her back. The intruder righted herself in the air, landing in a low crouch before Kim was upon her. “My,my. You two are better than I was told. No matter,” she ducked a kick and slammed her fists into Kim’s abdomen, sending her sliding back on her heels, “I always win.”

Rei had picked herself up off the floor during Kim’s onslaught and slid into a defensive stance before she was ducking a roundhouse kick to her head. She pivoted, swinging her leg out in an attempt to knock her opponent down. The woman laughed, seeing the attack long before it was initiated and jumped back. The gleam in her eyes told Rei that the woman was just toying with her.

The woman ducked low as Kim sailed above her, turning to watch Kim roll before returning with a flurry of attacks. She lazily dodged the attacks like they were nothing, even so much as yawning to further fuel Kim’s anger. Rei saw that Kim was falling into the woman’s trap and decided to step in, hoping to give Kim the chance to land a strike. She saw her window and jumped in as the woman turned, dodging Kim’s attack.

Rei tackled the woman, catching her offguard and sending them to crash into the coffee table. They both groaned in pain at the impact but recovered quickly. Rei struggled to keep her pinned below her as Kim advanced on the two, intent on getting information out of the intruder.

The woman freed one arm and reached into one of the pockets of her suit, pulled out a round object, and threw it into Rei’s face. The object exploded into a burst of red smoke, making Rei jump back in pain as the foreign substance filled her senses as well as the room. Kim was also caught in the blast, but had enough time to cover her face. They heard a malevolent laugh fill the room as the stumbled blindly in the smoke.

“Gotcha.” was what Rei heard before something hit her in the back of her head, sending her into darkness. The woman, now donning goggles to shield her eyes. She picked up Rei’s crumpled form and walked out of the house via the hole in the wall.

“Rei!” Kim coughed as the smoke cleared. She hurried over to the hole, looking about only to find no traces of Rei or the woman. She cursed to herself, pulling out her Kimmunicator as she walked back over to her mother, who started to stir.

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She made a quick getaway in her opinion. She thought that there would be more resistance from who she heard was one of the best. A smile danced across her features at how easy the task had been, give or take a few moments. She had to admit, the girl was good, but not good enough.

She glanced back at her little tophy, out cold as to be expected from the force of the blow she dealt. Maybe a little too hard. she thought as she caught sight of the miniscule pool of blood near the girl’s head. A pang of sympathy grew for the girl. She can’t be much older than sixteen.

She shook her head to dispell such thoughts; she was a villain. She could not afford to grow a conscious now. If this girl had to suffer for the sake of her paycheck, then so be it. No dirt on her shoulder. Still, she couldn’t completely squash the feeling of guilt that settled in the pit of her stomach. With a huff of aggitation, she pulled out her phone and hurriedly punched in a few numbers.

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“Wade, some mysterious woman bust into the house, hurt mom, and took Rei. I need quardinates on where she’s headed five minutes ago and a ride to the hospital for Mom.” Kim said into her handheld as she seated her mother into the booth in the kitchen. Dispite the older woman’s claims of not needing to go to the hospital, Kim did not want to take any chances, leaving the mother-of-three defeated.

“I have a lock on Rei’s bracelet. They’re about fifteen miles out of town and still moving.”

“Any idea on where she’s headed?”

“Well, the only thing that’s in the direction she’s going is one of Drakken’s old lairs.”

“Then she’s probably headed there.”

“I’ll have you a ride in five.”

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To say she was disoriented would be an understatement. It pained her to breath, the feeling that globs of cotton was stuck down her throat could not begin to describe the feeling. She could not hear anything for her ears felt as if they were on fire. Blurs passed across her vision, making her want to vomit, her brain pounding against her skull. Rei could tell that they were moving, the sudden jerks every now and again told her that much.

“I got the girl for you.” a voice cut into her hazed mind, making her head pound even more. “I’ll be there soon.” What’s going on? her mind questioned, not quite remembering the events leading up to what was currently happening. Moments past before she was able to piece together what was going on. Her memory of the past twenty minutes or so hit her full force, making her cringe. Ah. What a mess. Why does this keep happening to me? What did I ever do to disserve to be dealt such a bad hand in life?

She sat up, her vision clear enough for her to identify the foreign shapes that was the scenery, and noticed that she was in…a hovercraft? Her mind whirled as she tried to comprehend the new information. She looked over at the more distinct blob that was the driver, the woman from before.

“Where are you taking me.” she croaked, her throat obviously raw from whatever that smoke was.

“So, you’re up. You surpise me. A normal person would take a coupld hours before waking up from that.”

“Where-“

“I heard you. I’m taking you to where you need to go. I need my pay, and your my ticket to it. Sorry mon cheri, nothing personal.”

Rei frowned at the answer. She did not want to be treated as some object to be passed around. It made her feel used and dirty. She debated her options, jump out now, her mind still muddled from the gas, or wait it out and escaped from wherever it is that she was being taken to. The latter won, her mind telling her that she should be able to get away, hopefully. Oh, she prayed to God that she would be able to get away. If not, then, well, she was royally screwed.

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Shego yawned, tired from not enough sleep. She grumbled as she slid out of bed, ready to reprimand Drakken for whatever noise he had caused to disturb her peaceful slumber. She trudged down the hall, down the stairs, across the main room, and down more stairs before she stopped in front of the lab door: the source of the agrivating noise. With a huff, she forcefully pulled the door open, a groan of metal signaled that she had come close to pulling the aforementioned object off its hinges.

“Drakken what the-” She stopped herself mid-sentence as she caught sight of more than just Drakken.

“Ahh, Shego! Glad you have decided to grace us with your lovely presence.” came a smooth voice from the femine figure next to Drakken. “I had heard much about you. Pity, that you couldn’t preform such a simple job as a kidnapping.”

“Who the heck are you?”

“Jessica, at your service.” the woman replied with an elegent bow.

“What’s with the French chick Dr. D?”

“She kidnapped the girl, a task that you failed to accomplish.”

“I take my time on a job and you replace me?!”

“It does seem that way, mon ami.”

“You.” Shego started, pointing a finger at the French woman, “shut it. Not talking to you. You,” she averted her finger towards the blue scientist, “what makes you think you can just replace me like that?”

“I can replace you like that because I am your employer. As of today Shego,” Drakken looked at her, a devilish smile on his lips, “you’re fired.”

“You can’t fire me!” Shego slammed her hand on the table before her, effectively breaking it in two.

“I can and did. Jessica, show her out please.” Drakken waved a dismissive hand, turning to watch the monitors before him. Shego held up one hand, ablaze in green plasma, her face twisted into a snarl.

“Like I’ll let her French ass show me out.”

“Good point. Put her in the cell with the other prisoner.”

“Bring it, Jessica.”

SwordSlayer

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