Chapter 1
A blond haired boy lay on his couch. He was dressed, as always, in baggy pants, a t-shirt, and an oversized hockey jersey, Ron Stoppable thought that life was great. Shoving another naco into his mouth, the sidekick had it all. Great food, well great nacos at least since some of his friends thought they weren't food, a great action movie in the DVD player, a great best friend in Rufus, and above all he had a the best girlfriend in the world, Kim Possible.
Thinking of Kim made him smile, and even put down the naco for a second. Though they had only been a couple for about two weeks, ever since that incredible kiss at prom, his life seemed finally complete. They had been friends since pre-kindergarten. They grew up together, spent holidays together, and well, since ninth grade at least, saved the world together. And now after all this time, they were finally an item!
Rufus looked up at the sappy expression Ron was wearing and shook his head. Not that he expected anything else. He knew how long his friend Ron had loved Kim for years and saw how happy he was now. Maybe his pet human would finally have the life he had dreamed of. In the mean time, Ron's naco was right about couch height and Rufus was able to get it out of the teen's relaxed grip.
"Wow," Rufus thought, "Ron giving up a naco? Human love is just strange."
Before Ron realized his prize had been stolen, his communicator beeped. It took him a minute to find it, since it was currently under a pile of comics on the floor. After a second or two of digging he picked it up and flicked the switch.
"Hey, Wade! What's up?"
The reclusive computer genius's image filled the screen, "Hey, Ron! Have you seen Kim?"
At the mention of Kim's name Ron's eyes went all soft and his grin became sappy.
"Whoa," Wade thought, "The boy still has it bad. This was so much easier before they started dating."
"Ron. Earth to Ron."
"Oh, sorry, man. Kinda spaced out there. Hey, Rufus, have you seen my naco?"
The naked mole rat hid the last bite behind his body and shook his head, "Na' Uh."
"Oh, huh, I thought I had another one around here. Hey, what were you saying, Wade?"
The boy rubbed his forehead as if in pain, "Ron, have you seen Kim in the last few days?"
"Huh, yah know, now that you mention it, Wade, no," Ron said a puzzled expression on his face, "I thought she was on some mission or something. She said she'd be out of town for a few days." Ron's voice started to rise in pitch, "You mean you don't know where she is? Come on man, don't tell my you've lost Kim?"
Wade jumped in before his friend could start to panic, "No, it isn't that. I know she's back in town, though I thought she had some family thing. What is this about a mission?"
"Huh? You know a mission; fighting bad guys and stuff." Ron now looked really confused, "Kim said she had something important to do and it would take a few days. Normally that means she's on a mission. I offered to go, even though my mom would have killed me with family in tow, but she said it wasn't dangerous and I shouldn't worry."
Both boys looked at the other and tried to figure out what was up. Kim was usually pretty clear with them about what was going on, and even if one of them didn't have the full story the other did.
"Well…," Wade drew the word out as the thought, "I don't know, maybe it was a family emergency or something or some special training. All I do know is that I've got a mission for you guys now and she's not answering her Kimmunicator, though the GPS locator in it shows she's at her house."
"Huh, but Kim always answers. Look, let me head over to her house Wade and I'll find out. Buzz you in a sec."
The shut in boy smiles, "Great, Ron! DNAmy has let some sort of pig dog thing loose at the Mall and we need you guys to capture it and get her into custody."
The blond haired boy laughed, "No problem, Wade"
Rufus jumped in his pet human's pocket and the two went off at a dash to the Possible residence.
The run was pretty short and after all these years Ron could do it in his sleep. Actually, he had walked it once or twice in his sleep which was really embarrassing. Having Dr. Possible open the door to get his morning paper and discover Ron asleep and drooling on it was not how he wanted to be remembered by Kim's father. Not that it had been held against him. Ron was practically a member of the family after all.
"And with Kim and I an item now," the teen thought, "Someday I'll be part of the family for real!"
Ron saw that a couple of lights were on downstairs, and since it wasn't past ten, he dashed up to the door, opened it and charged right in, something he'd done like a thousand times before since he was maybe five. It didn't even occur to him not to. Some things were just automatic. He started to run up the stairs too at a time waving to Mrs. Dr. Possible as he went.
Anne Possible sat in the living room and heard the door open. She looked up to see Ron heading up the stairs and saw the wave. She dropped the magazine and called out, "Ron stop…"
Ron didn't hear the concern and fear in her voice. Given how many times he had charged up to Kim's room while she said, "Ron stop running on the stairs" as he went up to talk to Kim. There was nothing out of the ordinary in that.
Kim's door at the end of the hall was ajar and Ron skidded to a halt in front of it. Inside it was dark and he wondered if Kim was actually in there. If the light was on he would have knocked, but with it off, he figured maybe she was asleep and just had missed hearing the Kimmunicator go off. Kim could sleep through just about anything, which Ron thought was really cute, though she normally heard when the device went off. Since she was probably out cold and, well, they were dating he reasoned, there shouldn't be any harm in just going in to wake her.
Moonlight spilled into the room through the window and Ron could just make out Kim's shape on the bed. She was sleeping on her back, her head propped on a pillow. Though she normally wore PJ's it looked like the heroine was just wearing a t-shirt. A really tight t-shirt. Ron could see the outline of her breasts and gulped. She hadn't actually let him touch them yet.
Things hadn't made it passed some kissing just yet, but the teen figured that was just a matter of time. He'd waited eleven years already and figured a few more months, well maybe weeks as he really wanted to see them, was okay. Now that he thought about it, a day or two would be really nice, but he didn't want to push it. Blushing in the dark Ron started to turn away to get Mrs. Possible to wake her daughter when he heard a low moan.
Looking back over his shoulder, he realized that something was wrong. Kim wasn't asleep. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly. Her hands were pressed over her abdomen and she was moaning louder now. Her body was practically shaking with the pain.
"Oh, crap," the blond haired teen thought, "She must have gotten hurt on the mission or whatever." Ron had seen Kim injured several times and he knew the girl always tried to put a good face to things. She sounded in such pain that Ron was really surprised that her mom wasn't up here tending her. "She probably just didn't tell them. Didn't want them to worry," he reasoned. That was really like Kim, not wanting other people to worry about her.
Ron pushed the door open and reached for the switch. Kim might be upset with him if he saw her in something other than her pajamas, but better to live with that then have her pride let her stay in pain. His hand hit the switch and then his eyes bulged.
Kim was on her back her black hair spilling out over her pillow. The breasts that Ron had glimpsed weren't covered by a t-shirt or even a bra. They were moving, heaving, the green nipples hard. Ron's brain froze at the sight of them; they were bigger than he thought they would be. As part of his teenage mind drooled, he another part screamed at him that something wasn't right.
His eyes trailed down her body and he realized her hands weren't pressing onto her belly. They were curled in a mass of red hair. A mass that was moving, covering her groin. And Kim was moaning so loudly now. Her pale green skin…
"Pale green skin?" His mind raced, "That isn't right… Kim has pink... what... and her hair is red, not black." Something was telling him to run or faint, to do anything at all other than think the next thought, "Shego, oh god, that's Shego, and that means..." He looked down at the hair in between the woman's legs, seeing the face turn, a pink tongue doing… something… and Shego starting to shriek and shake.
"Kim!" both Ron and Shego screamed at once, the teen in horror and the villain in pleasure. His mind reeled but he couldn't look away. Shego came on Kim's tongue as Ron stared on.
Behind him, Anne Possible sagged against the wall. She had run after the boy and almost got to him in time. His face was so happy when he had run in that she knew what Kim had or rather hadn't done. She had seen the light come on. She knew what her daughter and the villain were doing and she hated it. Not the sex or that they thought they were in love. She could handle that even if she was still not pleased. But that Kim would do this to Ron. That she would go behind his back to be with her lover.
She heard her daughter's name shrieked out in tones of both pain and ecstasy. She watched Ron's stiffen, and she knew his heart was going to break.
