Demon Princess
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr
Disclaimer: I don\'t own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, mature themes, explicit violence, death and warped philosophy.
The story is KiAnGo. (And More) If you find this offensive, please don\'t read further.
Important Note: This story is the third part of a series. “The Middleton Pact – Redux” and “Dark Mistress – Redux” are the first two parts. If you don\'t read those first, you will be very confused.
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.”
-Miss Piggy
CHAPTER 4: Rebirth of the Demon Princess.
Zita reached out and grabbed the large brass ring. She pulled open the door of the wizard\'s tower. Felix followed her through the dark entrance of the ancient stone building. Before them stretched a corridor leading to a larger chamber. A dim light glowed from the torches mounted on the walls.
As they advanced, she asked. “So you think this is some kind of test?”
Felix nodded as they got closer to the chamber. “It\'s the only explanation for the things we\'ve encountered, and what we\'ve had to do to defeat them, on our way here.”
“Do you think we passed?”
As they emerged from the corridor, Felix shook his head. “No. I think it\'s not over yet.”
A pillar of light sprang to life in the center of the large room. Standing in the middle of the light was a tall bearded wizard. He was dressed so stereotypically in long flowing robes and pointed hat, there was no mistaking him for what he was.
The mage spoke. “Greetings seekers of knowledge. You are correct. There is one final trial before I will impart the information you desire.”
Two more pillars of light appeared, one on either side of the wizard. To his left, shackled by a chain around it\'s ankle, stood a monstrous ape-like creature. He was covered in matted and dirty blond fur. He gibbered and snarled at them. On the other side, equally chained, was a tall, red skinned, demon. Curved black horns extended from her head, and her steel barbed tail swished back and forth. She fondled her enormous breasts and winked at them.
“These creatures represent a choice. Kill one of them. If you choose correctly, you will succeed.”
Felix and Zita exchanged a glance. For months they tried to contact their friend. Ready to offer what help they could give. It was a difficult choice, but one they already made. Drawing their weapons, they attacked.
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Thick billows of steam eddied in the enclosed space of the Lowardian sized shower stall. Anne could barely see what she was doing as she stood behind Shego, washing the woman\'s long black hair. She heard Shego let out a low, sensual, moan. Looking around her, she could see Kim on her knees before the woman they both loved, her face buried between Shego\'s pale thighs.
Kim lapped at her wife\'s pussy. It tasted faintly of soap, but she didn\'t care. She wanted to give her pleasure. Show her in deeds, as she did earlier in words, how much she loved her. To her way of thinking, her own death was nothing in comparison to the months of suffering Shego endured. She nibbled Shego\'s clit as she probed her inner sheath with a finger.
Shego felt like she was going to drown in pleasure under the ministrations of the women she loved. It was something she never expected to feel again. Even as she gave into the sensations cascading through her body, she chided herself for letting guilt overwhelm her. It was only the second time it happened in her life. Now that her mental crisis had passed, she could put it behind her forever. Dealing with the first, well, that was something she hoped to put off for as long as she could.
She didn\'t go off the deep end that time, but instead covered her guilt with an enormous lie. A lie that affected her whole family. The truth would remain her secret. It had to. Her brothers would never understand. She let the thought fade as she felt Anne\'s hands move down to her ass.
Anne kneaded the flesh of Shego\'s butt. It was heaven to her to have her girls back. Kim from death and Shego from her self imposed grief. This was where they belonged, with her, sharing their never ending love and unfettered lusts. As she probed a finger between Shego\'s cheeks, she noted how much weight the younger woman lost due to malnourishment. Between her and Kim, they would get her back into shape in no time.
Her knuckles brushed against Kim\'s as she inserted her finger in Shego\'s sphincter. She smiled with amusement as she probed the tight hole. Both girls were always more than happy to indulge her love of anal pleasure. Adding a second finger, she began thrusting in time with Kim\'s finger in Shego\'s pussy. Leaning her head in, she began licking the firm globes of Shego\'s butt. With her other hand, she reached around and fondled one of Kim\'s delightfully small breasts.
Anne loved the feel and taste of her lover\'s youthful flesh. Shego\'s generous curves and Kim\'s, now more than before, slender teenage figure reminded her of her own youth. She enjoyed the maturity that came with age, but sometimes wished she could return to her own younger days. It was a thought that crept up on her more often lately. Giving birth to her daughter a second time pressed the thought even more forward into her mind. She knew it was possible to achieve, the effects of the Juvinator on both Ricardo and Sneaky Backlash were ample proof it could be done. Pumping another finger into Shego\'s rear, she decided to discuss it with her lovers.
Kim pressed another finger into her wife. She sucked hard on her clit, feeling her tremble as her actions, and those of her mother, brought Shego toward her peak. She could feel Shego\'s pussy spasm around her slender fingers. She loved exploring the depths of her lover\'s body. If only she still had her tail, she could do even more to bring them both pleasure. It was something she vowed to fix very soon.
Shego cried out as wave after wave of orgasms tore through her. She could feel both Kim and Anne pressing against her, to keep her buckling knees from letting her down. She rode the sensations they gave her in their love.
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Father Phred sat across the desk from his old friend. A man who he used both his money and influence to put into this oval shaped office. “Don\'t take it so hard Mr. President. I know you depended on having Bin Killin as a bogey man to keep the American people scared and compliant, but this is actually a good thing.”
President Mirkin pushed his cowboy hat back on his head. “I guess so, but how am I going to distract folks from all the domestic problems without something to focus on?” He reached out his other hand and tapped a stack of papers on his desk. “Have you seen the latest polls? People are gravitating away from center in record numbers. The country is splitting more than ever before.”
Swaggerson chuckled as he fondled his tie pin. “That\'s easy. You give them a hero to adulate.” His eyes glowed with righteous fervor as he stared into the other man\'s eyes. “Give them a symbol. A person to emulate. Give them Ron Stoppable.”
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Felix and Zita lifted the virtual reality headsets from their heads. They found themselves back in Felix\'s mother\'s living room. Things had changed in the hours they were in the game. Stacks of boxes and suitcases were piled along one wall. Each one had a small black device attached to them.
Felix looked over as his mom carried in another box. “Why didn\'t you tell us? You\'ve known all this time.”
Felice Renton sat the box down as a man entered the room with yet another box. The man was Dr. James Possible.
He looked at the young couple. “She didn\'t tell you because I asked her not to.”
Looking at her son and daughter in law, Felice said. “We had to be sure you really understood the gravity of the decision you made.”
Zita reached out and took Felix\'s hand in hers. She vividly remembered standing over the corpse of the creature they killed as the wizard told them the whole story. Some of it was very shocking to them both. “We made the right choice.”
James smiled as he put an arm around Felice\'s waist. “You did indeed.”
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In the wizard\'s tower, the wizard and the lady demon smiled at the ape-like corpse. All three forms began to blur and change. The wizard shrunk in size and grew younger until Jim Possible resembled his normal self. The ape changed into his twin brother Tim and the demon reformed into their girlfriend Olivia Porter.
Tim got up from the floor and laughed. “That was fun!”
Jim joined in the laughter. “Sure was.”
Olivia nodded. “Let\'s not waste this. There\'s still more fun to be had.”
Twin grins showed on the boys faces as they got her meaning. They began to blur and change again.
She looked at them with undisguised lust as they reformed into a matching pair of lecherous hounds.
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Ron Stoppable closed his cell phone as he emerged from the, now empty, lair. The call from the President, commending him for taking down the whole Al Killya network, should have made him happy. Unfortunately it wasn\'t enough to overcome the sense of failure he felt from letting Gemini escape. The promise of a ticker tape parade on their return didn\'t eclipse the horror of finding a number of young women who had been held captive in the lair\'s dungeons.
The youngest, hardly more than a child, was even now being cared for by Justine and some of the Knight\'s medics over by Paladin Two. He started over to see how she was, but was distracted by a noise.
Looking up in the air, he saw the rainbow colored jet on a landing approach. It was another sign something was going on he didn\'t quite understand. Someone managed to capture and delay Team Go. From what they told him when they called in, the technology used was surely the work of a super villain. But was it Gemini, or someone else? He knew who he wanted to blame. Kim Possible.
He continued on. Now that their task was done here, he planned to focus all his attention on bring her down for good.
Justine saw Ron approaching. She patted the hand of the young girl, stood, and went to meet him halfway. “We need to speak for a moment. All of the women we found will recover, but this girl is severely traumatized. All we can get out of her is that she was the daughter of the village elder and her name is Jasmine.”
Ron looked over at the girl. He could see her flinch away as one of the male medics tried to touch her. “We\'ll get her help. You stay with her until it\'s time to go.”
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Hillie Cliton found herself seated beside Ricardo in a brand new sedan as he drove them around New Middleton. Their first, very informal, meeting was over. Not much was discussed in it except him requesting they dispense with titles for the duration of her visit. He simply suggested taking her on a personally guided tour of the city as a way of opening a dialogue. At least he was now clothed, and she felt like she could talk business without that major distraction.
His suggestion it just be the two of them worried her at first, but she agreed to leave her people behind. It wasn\'t proper protocol, but she felt she would learn more about his intentions that way. Her main concern was the lack of security. She knew of no revolutionary leader anywhere who would go out among the masses alone. It was already becoming apparent he wasn\'t the ruthless dictator she envisioned.
Their first stop was Serious Automotive, the manufacturing center where the car they were now in was made. She watched as happy and, from her unrestricted questioning of them, well paid workers loaded precisely measured raw materials into a large boxlike black machine. Then, by the time she and Ricardo walked around to the other side, she saw a complete vehicle roll out the other end. His explanation of the super science behind it went right over her head. She understood the more specific details of how the vehicles were powered and what such a revolutionary process could do to the world economy.
The next stop was at the, much more traditional, new headquarters of Pop Pop Porter\'s snack foods. Porter himself gave them a tour of the plant and all the free samples they could eat. Over mini corndogs, they explained to her the enlightened economic policies that made Porter decide to relocate his snack food empire to Isla Bonita. A move that was still unknown to the world at large.
After that came a visit to HenchCo. and another tour guided by it\'s founder, Jack Hench. Then the new New Middleton Space and Research center and a tour by the eminent Dr. James Possible. Both places reeked of super science. Everything she saw was so far beyond the cutting edge of the rest of the world it made her head spin.
Now, as they drove to their next destination, she asked. “How did you manage all this in only a few months?”
Before replying, Ricardo pulled the car into a parking lot, that of the world\'s most ubiquitous store, Smarty Mart. He parked and shut off the power. “I am sure by now you know something of my past? I built myself up from nothing to one of the five richest people in the world. After my retirement, I took up the misguided hobby of villainy. That is all behind me now. Neither brought me the satisfaction I desired. Retaking my birthplace has. I want to make it a place of enlightenment and prosperity. To do this, I have used all my connections to bring the best and newest things to my people.”
Hillie knew all this already. She had seen the video he put out just after the revolution where he stated his renunciation of villainy and his intentions for his new country. In it he and the Queen showed the world how their misguided foray into villainy changed and altered them. Made them into something different. She knew, from file photos she saw at her briefing, how extreme those changes were. Most obvious were the genetic alterations of Queen Bonita. Less so the changes to the King. She knew him to be decades older than herself. She listened as he continued.
“Some of what you have seen, comes from my days as a simple businessman. The rest, such as the super science, from my time as a villain. With the ending of the Middleton Pact, such things are no longer just in the hands of an elite few.”
The mention of the Pact rose the hairs on the back of her neck. She knew of it, having been privy to such things when her husband was President. It\'s dissolution caused tremors throughout the world. Most people who were in the know were divided into two different schools of thought as to how it would affect the world. Some considered it a good thing, while others felt it spelled disaster. She herself as on the fence, since she wasn\'t sure if the noticeable drop in super villain activity since the ending of the Pact was due to it\'s ending or not.
He went on. “You have seen some of the good I am doing already. There is much more. But now, let us continue with our next stop. Later, we can discuss it all at length.”
With that, he popped open the door of the car.
Confused, she asked. “Here? This is a Smarty Mart, they are everywhere.”
He chuckled as he stepped around to open the passenger door for her. “Yes they are indeed. However, this is the flagship store of the new Smarty Mart. Come. I will let my good friend, Mr. Smarty himself, explain.”
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Shego let out a long wolf whistle as Drakken shut off the device in his hands. “Damn woman. I thought you were a hottie before, but this is... Wow!”
Anne Possible looked down at her body. Her hands went immediately to her, now perky, breasts. Gone was the sag the came with age. She could feel the soft firmness they hadn\'t had in ages. She slid them lower over her torso. No longer was she covered with any stretch marks or impending flab. Her hips felt slender and firm under her touch. “I\'d forgotten what it was like...”
Shego stepped up and hugged her lover\'s, now sixteen year old, body to hers. “World\'s sexiest jailbait milf... Kimmie\'s gonna shit bricks when she gets a load of you.”
Both of them looked over to the other side of the lab. They saw DNAmy manipulating the controls of her invention, the Genetic Zipper. The machine gave one last burst of activity before whirring to a silent stop. With a hiss and whoosh, the door of the large center pod opened. From it stepped the lithe, and once again, genetically altered form of their other true love.
Small black horns once again adorned Kim Possible\'s head. Her deep green slitted eyes twinkled in merriment. With the flexing of her hands, small claws extended and retracted. She looked nearly the same as she had before her death. The only difference, besides her new found youth, became apparent when her tail swung into view. As before, it shaded from the pink of the rest of her body to a bright red at the tip. It was now slightly longer and thicker than before, and the spade-like tip was gone.
She approached her wives with a sensuous gait. Taking them into her arms, she hugged them tightly. “You look good enough to eat Mom.”
Shego chuckled. “We\'ll get to that... Soon. It\'s so good to have our little Demon Princess back.”
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