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.
“Hear no evil, speak no evil - and you\'ll never be invited to a party”
-Oscar Wilde
CHAPTER 5: Catching Up.
Shego ate slowly. Her stomach wasn\'t used to such a large influx of food. While she did, she listened to the conversation across the dining hall table from her. Anne and Monique were filling Kim in on everything that happened during her absence. A good bit of it was new to her too, since she purposely ignored Anne\'s attempts to keep her in the loop for the last few months. She took another bite as she listened to what Monique was saying.
“And your dad has the new space center almost up and running. Everything else is already in place. Ricardo\'s put a lot of emphasis on recruiting too. Yori and Barry are still running the ex-villain halfway house, at the new location, of course. In fact they should have a new batch for you to meet soon. Joss and Sneaky have been doing the same with more common criminals who have useful talents. Betty, with the help of Steve and Candy, has bolstered the ranks of Global Security too.”
Shego grinned at that. It was all part of the plan to play both sides against the middle. The criminals and so-called ex-villains would be sent out to commit crimes against selected targets. Then GS would step in and offer their services to those very same targets. It wouldn\'t take long to have people in useful positions worldwide. She returned most of her attention to her meal as Monique delved into more social concerns.
Kim was pleased to hear the plan was still on track. From what she was hearing, Ricardo was doing a great job setting Isla Bonita up as a showpiece for the rest of the world to see and, hopefully, envy. She had to roll her eyes at the name of his new kingdom though. As if Bonnie wasn\'t insufferable enough already, having a whole country named after her was probably enough to inflate her ego to massive proportions. Especially now that she was a queen in fact, not just in her own mind. Kim was just sorry she missed the wedding.
Apparently it wasn\'t the only one she missed. The ring Monique proudly displayed on her finger attested to that. Nothing surprising about that, she and Wade were perfect for each other. As were Steve and Candy, but then everybody could see that one coming too.
What was slightly more difficult to get her head around was the triad marriage of Dr. Drakken and his two ladies. Under the enlightened laws of Isla Bonita, any form of marriage was permitted. Hence his getting hitched to the robotic DNAmy was certainly more than acceptable. It was the other woman that raised her eyebrows.
She looked over at another table. There the three of them sat and had their meal. The large, very muscular, blonde woman with extremely generous breasts feeding the blue scientist tidbits from her plate looked both familiar, yet so very different. Of course the last time Kim saw her, she was a man named Albert. Now her name was Alberta. Apparently she, then he, had been in love with Drakken for years.
Kim remembered back to when Drakken was rescued from Area 51. The kindness and compassion his lead Henchman showed when he brought him his stuffed bear. She was surprised she hadn\'t seen it then. According to her mom, it was her own death that showed Albert life was too short to let things go on as they were. He confessed his love after conspiring with Amy to alter his gender. Apparently Drakken eagerly accepted their dual proposal. She had not seen him this happy since his plan to defeat the Lowardians succeeded.
Most surprising to her on the hookup front was Yori and Barry. They hadn\'t gotten hitched. It seems they really liked, and loved fucking, each other. However, neither wanted to marry. Yori, because she was totally devoted to Kim, and Barry because he preferred the life of a freewheeling bachelor. It worked for them.
Monique grinned as she saw Kim\'s eyes beginning to glaze from gossip overload. “Then there is the stuff going on in your family. I swear girlfriend, doing anybody is possible for a Possible!”
Anne chuckled and placed a hand on Monique\'s arm. “We\'ll get into all that later dear. I think my little bubble-butt needs some time to digest all the dish.”
The use of her nickname snapped Kim\'s eyes back into focus. She immediately rolled them. “Mom!”
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Felix Renton was glad he was sitting down in his high tech wheelchair. The surprises and revelations he was experiencing would have floored him if he\'d been able to stand. He wasn\'t sure which topped the list. Finding out his mother had been sleeping with her boss? Being teleported to their new home in a new country? Or just maybe learning depths of Kim Possible\'s plan to change the world?
As she finished giving her son and his wife a tour of their new home, Felice Renton said. “Now before we get settled in, it\'s time to do a little shopping.”
Zita looked at her questioningly. “Shopping?”
Felice nodded. “Yes, at our local Smarty Mart. There is something very special I want to get for you two.”
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The two planes flew side by side across the ocean. Ron could see the Wegos smiling and waving to him from their jet as he looked out the window of the military transport. He returned the wave, but not the smile. Ever since boarding the plane for the trip home, he felt out of sorts. It wasn\'t just from his susceptibility to airsickness though. It was from realizing how out of touch he\'d been for the last few months.
All his focus was on the mission at hand for so long, he hadn\'t kept up with what was happening in the rest of the world. He looked across the aisle to where Justine was busy with her laptop. “So Señor Senior Sr. really took over Cuba and nobody did a thing to stop him?”
The blonde woman glanced up. She looked toward the far end of the cabin at Junior. He was so engrossed in playing poker with their other team members, he hadn\'t heard the question. She looked back at Ron. “Apparently, it happened so fast nobody had time to do anything. By the time the world found out, it was done and over.” She scrolled down a web page before continuing. “I doubt much would have been done anyway. Most world leaders seem to be in favor of the regime change.”
Ron shook his head. “That\'s not the point! The point is, Kim has to be behind it. We know they are working together!”
She nodded. “We do. There is, however, no proof. In point of fact, there has been no suspicious activity of any kind by those we know to be in league with her for months. With the exception of the Seniors. It is as if Kim Possible has dropped off the face of the Earth.”
Ron let out a heavy sigh. “She\'s up to something, you can bet on that. And we are gonna find out what.”
In the rear of the cabin, groans of dismay arose from Junior, Will, and Crash as Rufus won yet another hand.
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Hank Perkins walked down the corridor beside the leader of the American delegation. He stopped at a door and opened it. “Here are your rooms Senator. I hope you will find everything to your liking.” He paused and gave her a apologetic smile. “Let me again apologize for the King and Queen\'s abrupt departure after dinner. Pressing matters of state, you understand?”
She returned his infectious smile. “I certainly do.” She turned and started through the door. “Will we be meeting as planned for talks tomorrow as scheduled?”
“Yes Ma\'am. Oh, by the way, The King left you a small token of his esteem. It\'s in the sitting room.” He began to pull the door closed. “Have a good evening.”
Moments later, she found herself staring at a painting hanging above the fireplace mantle in her suite. It was custom for dignitaries to exchange small gifts, but this was completely unexpected. The painting was a full body nude portrait of herself. Almost. The body displayed wasn\'t quite her own. Her hips hadn\'t been that slender in many years, nor were her breasts anywhere near that gravity defying.
Then it hit her. She thought back to her visit to Smarty Mart. In most respects it was the same as any other one she visited in the past. The exception was the kiosks in the front area near the check out lanes. Most Smarty Mart\'s had little stores within stores there. They contained everything from bank branches and fast food chains, to optometrist outlets depending on the store.
This one had fast food in the form of a Pop Pop Porter\'s Mini Corndog and Snack shack. A new enterprise created by Porter and Smarty together. According to Martin Smarty, it would be featured in all his stores in the near future. It seemed to her to be a good business arrangement, especially since Porter\'s popularity was skyrocketing lately. There was nothing really surprising about it though.
The surprise came with the two businesses located right next to it. When she read the first store\'s sign, Any Possible You, she first thought it was some type of styling salon. She was partially right. They performed styling, but not hair styles or makeup. It was complete whole body styling. She watched as people entered a machine which altered their body in seconds. Hair or eye colors changed. Body parts slimmed or enlarged. She even saw a couple instances of complete gender reassignment.
The second place was just miraculous. It was called NRI Medical Systems. From what she could tell, they used a very similar looking technology. Only there, instead of altering the body, they repaired it. Cuts and bruises were fixed in seconds. She even saw whole limbs regrown on amputees. Most striking was when she saw a young man enter in a custom wheelchair, only to emerge and stand for what was obviously the first time in his life. The joy she saw on his face as he hugged his wife, and a woman she assumed was either his older sister or mother, was infectious.
Though Ricardo and Smarty tried to explain the technology behind it all, she couldn\'t quite grasp it. What she did understand was, they wanted to spread the technology worldwide. Not only would it turn the world on it\'s ear, but it would fix the ear afterward.
Now, as she looked at her portrait, she knew it wasn\'t just a stylized representation. It was what she could be if she wanted. It was a symbol of what anyone could be.
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The two elegantly dressed women scowled as one of them tried to adjust their husband\'s blue bow tie. She gave an exasperated huff as her large hands fiddled with it. “How can you manage to get it tied wrong when it\'s part of your nanosuit?”
The other woman grinned. “Oh. Our Drewbie just has a way with these things. Now let\'s get moving. We don\'t want to be late for the big event!”
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Joss poked her head in the door of the training room. She saw Sneaky Backlash, in his cape and tophat, standing before a group of thugs, murderers and rapists. She gave a short nod to the class and addressed him. “Do ya got everythin\' covered here?”
He grinned from under his black handlebar mustache. “I do little one. Now skedaddle. You should have been there already.”
As she closed the door, he stepped to a sheet covered framework. “Now. I suppose some of you think you know something about torture?” As most of the class laughed evilly, he pulled the sheet off, revealing a young blonde woman hanging naked and spread eagle inside the frame. Her eyes darted around the room as she tried to scream through her gag. “This evening we are going to practice some advanced techniques with the help of the lovely Miss Lynn here.”
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Duff Killigan pushed and shoved Barry and Yori toward the door of the new halfway house. “Don\'t ye be a worrying, I can handle things here! You two just go and have yer fun. The biggest problem the could be arising is if Jones\' mutts were to be eating that scrawny woman\'s, even more scrawny, hairless cat.”
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Anne looked at Shego askance as they entered the lair\'s kitchen. “I thought you told me once this was something said you\'d never do?”
“I did, but for Kimmie I\'ll make an exception.”
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Ricardo rolled his eyes as he watched Bonnie and Tara primp and preen in their evening gowns. “Ladies. You both look exquisite. Do hurry though. We do not want to be more than fashionably late.”
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Rufus slapped his paw to his forehead as his best buddy hurled into an airsick bag. Again.
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James Possible sat at his lab bench putting the finishing touches on the design of his latest project, the Kepler IV rocket ship. With helping Felice and her kids move, then rushing off to give a tour of the new Space Center, he had not been sure he\'d get to it today.
He glanced up at the wall clock as he heard Vivian enter the room. “That time already?” He stood and shrugged on his suit jacket. “Where are the boys?”
Vivian cocked her head back toward the door. “They left with Olivia a few minutes ago.”
He took her in his arms and gave her a quick kiss. “Then I guess we\'d better get going too.”
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In her office at the new headquarters of Global Security, Betty Director shut off her view screen and turned to look across her desk at Steve and Candy. “Well that settles it. I won\'t be going. Tell Kim I\'m sorry, but this takes precedence. I\'m sure she\'ll understand. It is for the plan after all.”
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Kim and Anne approached the door of the lounge arm in arm. Both wore nearly identical LBD\'s that were styled to look like cheerleader outfits.
Kim paused. “Where\'s Shego?”
“She\'ll be along soon. She had something she wanted to prepare.”
“What?”
“It\'s a surprise.”
Kim rolled her eyes. “OK. So how do I look?”
Anne eyed her sexy daughter for a second. “Wonderful. But...”
“But what?”
Anne gestured at her own dress. “It\'s a little long.”
Kim grinned as she gave the mental command to the nanosuit. It\'s hem began to contract until it was barely covering her pussy, just like her mother\'s dress did. “Better?”
“Much.”
With a giggle, Kim escorted her sexy teenage mother into the lounge. Seeing most all of her friends and relatives gathered there, she called out. “Welcome to my re-birthday party!”
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