Warning: Kim/Shego Romance. Futa. Pregnancy. Sexual Content.

The Love That We Cannot Have

"Love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longest, the one that hurts the deepest, and feels the strongest…"

Chapter One

Kim's Point of View

I groaned as I slowly regained consciousness, wondering who decided to capture me this time. The last thing that I remembered was being grabbed around the waist and having a rag held to my face. Everything was fuzzy after that, so it must have been doused in chloroform.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a simple, black-painted ceiling above me. I sat up slowly, bracing myself against the bed that I'd just realized I was laying on. Nothing immediately stood out to me as a threat; there wasn't much in this room, anyway. The only things I could see were the bed I'd been left on, a large video com screen, and an automatic door. I wasn't even restrained in any way.

I glanced at the door and grimaced. There were no controls, no way out. I ran my hand through my hair and took a deep breath. I needed to remain calm. It wouldn't help for me to become agitated, not when I still had no idea what was going on. But– An image appeared on the screen before me, and I grimaced.

"Drakken?" I wondered aloud. I never would have expected that particular mad scientist to be clever enough to capture me by drugging me. Surprisingly, he was the first to attempt–and, unfortunately, succeed in–doing so.

"Hello, Kim Possible! Now that you're awake, I can proceed with my plan! The first step was to have you brought here, and then placed in a secure environment. Oh, and don't worry about getting home to your family in time for dinner. They're a little tied up at the moment," he grinned maniacally, and I drew a quick breath when the screen changed to show a live video of my home.

I could see a number of Dr. Drakken's henchmen scattered around the living room, but that wasn't the most important part. My entire family was in chains–Mom, Dad, the Tweebs, my cousin Joss, even Ron and Rufus.

"Drakken!" I yelled, furious that he was holding my family hostage. His scarred blue face appeared on the monitor once more, and I glared at his smug face. "What do you want with me and my family?" I demanded.

"Well, you see, Kim Possible, before I reveal to you the absolute brilliance of my plan, I'd like for your fellow prisoner to join you," he said gleefully. "Shego!" he yelled, and I looked to the door when it slid open.

Shego stepped forward, her jaw clenched and her green eyes blazing. She didn't say anything as she crossed the room to lean against the wall. "What?" she spat, but, to my surprise, she wasn't looking at me as she spoke. She was scowling at her boss.

"Now, now, Shego, don't be like that," Dr. Drakken pouted.

"What's going on?" I interrupted, glancing between the two villains. I could hardly believe what I was seeing. Surely, I had to be mistaken. "Shego is your prisoner now?" I asked in disbelief.

The pale green skinned woman barely glanced at me before returning to staring at my–our–captor. "Apparently, I am," she growled in confirmation. "Now, what's this all about? You drugged me–and probably Kimmie, too, for that matter–and then you threw us in a room together because…" Shego trailed off angrily.

Drakken's eyes lit up with excitement. "I've decided that I want an heir!" he declared imperiously, and my stomach clenched painfully. "And it occurred to me that both you and Kim Possible are extraordinarily talented specimens, separately. So, wouldn't a child created by the two of you be even more extraordinary?"

My throat felt like it was closing up. No, no, no… Please, please tell me that he doesn't plan to make me, make us… My hands were fisted tightly in the bed sheets. I felt like I might be sick. Of all the consequences of anyone discovering my secret, why did I never consider this one?

"What?!" Shego roared, her hands lighting up with green plasma, before she seemed to remember something and relaxed slightly. "You want me to have a kid with Kimmie? Well, there's just one problem with your little plan, Drewbie," she said scornfully. "I don't mean to burst your bubble, but Cupcake and I are both female!"

I couldn't look her in the eye, so I immediately turned my head. My parents always taught me to believe in myself, to believe that I was my own person and special in my own way, but I never got over my fears of being rejected because of what I was. Now, I was about to have my secret revealed to the one person most likely to reject and taunt me for it, the one person who could hurt me more than anyone else.

"Ah, ah, ah… Shego, you know that I've been trying to gain access to Kim Possible's medical records for some time now. Well, I did quite a bit of digging, and I finally got them! It would seem that our dear foe is, in fact, both female and male!" he revealed my secret, one of the best kept secrets on Earth.

I clenched my jaw and steadfastly refused to look at Shego, even though I could feel her gaze on me. It would hurt too much to watch her reject me. I'd never admitted it to anyone, not even Ron or Monique, but I'd been crushing on Shego for a year now. Over time, I found myself falling in love with her from afar, and I couldn't handle it if she rejected me because of this.

"So, let me get this straight. Your big plan is to force Kimmie and me to have sex, so that I might get pregnant and give you your damn heir?" Shego asked coldly, a touch of pain in her voice, rather than the disgust I'd been expecting. "You know as well as I do that it's highly unlikely that I'll ever have children of my own," she said sharply, causing me to look at her in shock.

Drakken laughed maniacally. "I've thought of that already. When you were unconscious, I had a specialist administer short-term hormone treatments that will virtually guarantee that you will become pregnant, so long as you have sex sometime in the next twenty-four hours!"

I watched as Shego's eyes widened and all her anger seemed to drain away, a small spark of hope appearing in those emerald depths. But I could see the indignation, too, at the fact that Drakken expected us to jump in bed together. Or maybe she's really just resentful of the fact that he expects her to have sex with someone like me…

"And the two of you have no choice in the matter because, if either of you dare defy me, I will torture and kill both your families! So, I suggest you get started!" Drakken completed his rant with a smug smile on his face, the screen then going dark before either of us could respond.

Hesitantly, I turned my head to look at my fellow prisoner. I had no idea what to say to her in this situation. She appeared to be deep in thought, and there was a deep frown upon her face. It was all I could do to keep myself from looking away. I felt guilty just looking at her, now, when Drakken expected me to impregnate her.

Yet, I couldn't deny that she was just as beautiful as always. Her long, black hair hung in waves down to her waist, the usual slight green tint invisible in the dim light. Her flawless skin was nearly completely covered by her trademark catsuit, though her gorgeous hourglass figure was still prominently displayed. But it was her eyes that made my breath catch in my throat. Those emerald green orbs shone brightly, even when they were filled with turmoil.

I blinked, forcing myself to remain in control, and looked away just before she spoke. "Well, I guess we're stuck…" she sighed. "Alright, Kimmie, I think we need to have a talk," she said seriously, and I gathered the courage to meet her eyes. She was staring at me calmly, and I was stunned to find that there was no judgment, no disgust in her eyes.

I nodded. "That's probably a good idea," I agreed, swallowing deeply. "What did you have in mind?" I asked, waiting anxiously for what she would say. I was still just waiting for the rejection that was sure to come. We really had no choice, but surely she would express her displeasure at being forced to have a baby with me, with a freak.

"Why don't we start with you? You're a hermaphrodite, right?" she asked gently, and I nodded silently, my jaw clenched as I watched her warily. "Hmm, well, I want you to know that I'm not going to judge you. I honestly don't care that you're different," she told me softly, and my eyes widened in shock.

"You don't care?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. It was purely a reflex reaction to her out-of-the-blue statement. I'd braced myself for rejection, and she offered me…acceptance?

The only two people I'd ever told were Ron and Monique. But I only told them because they were my two closest friends. I'd been certain that, if we weren't so close, even they wouldn't have been as understanding. Now, Shego, the person I'd been secretly crushing on for a year, knew my secret and didn't care?

I tensed when she walked over to the bed and sat down next to me. I nearly jumped when she placed her hand on my thigh. It took all my self-control to keep my body from reacting to her touch, particularly when she began rubbing her thumb back and forth against my leg through my jeans. My eyes remained locked with hers, as I scrutinized those indecipherable depths.

"No, I don't care, Kimmie," she said truthfully, before hesitating. "Neither of us are getting out of this situation, not when both our families are at stake. So, I think you deserve to know that I…" she trailed off, looking away.

"What is it, Shego?" I asked her carefully, feeling more relaxed now that she wasn't rejecting me outright for being a freak. "You can tell me anything, you know," I said, when she hesitated.

"Kimmie, I like you!" Shego said in a rush, looking back at me, anxiety clear in her eyes. My jaw dropped open, and she seemed to take that as a bad sign. "I know that I always acted like I hated you, but I never did. I've liked you for a while now, actually. I just never thought that it would work between us since I'm a criminal and you're a hero, but now we're in this situation and I wanted you to know that I'm okay with what we have to do because–" Shego was rambling, and I could see her growing more nervous before I cut her off with a kiss.

It had been an impulse to kiss her, once I realized that she had just confessed to sharing my feelings, and I was glad that I had followed it. I'd never kissed anyone before, but I knew that it was the best kiss I'd ever have. I pulled back after a moment, and my lips twitched into a small smile when I saw the shocked expression on her face.

"I like you, too," I confessed quietly. "I've liked you for about a year now, but I honestly did think you hated me. That's why I never said anything to you about it."

Shego grinned at me, before her smile faded a bit. "I'm glad that we both finally got to tell each other about our feelings, but it doesn't really change the situation that we're in. That bastard expects the two of us to have sex, and we really don't have a choice," she said solemnly. "My family is being held captive, and I'm sure that yours is also. We can't disobey him without surrendering their lives, and I know that neither of us can do that to them."

I grimaced and nodded. "I know. It's just…not right, but there's nothing we can do about it. There's something you should know, though. I–I've never slept with anyone. You're actually the first person I've ever kissed, too," I admitted, blushing a bit.

Her eyes widened a bit, before she smiled at me. "That's okay, Kimmie. I'm actually kind of glad that you're a virgin, so that I can be your first. I've only been with a few people, and those were just random women I picked up in bars. This is going to be a huge step, but…I don't want this whole situation to change us. I'd love for us to be able to build a relationship together, once this is all over," she said, a slight blush appearing on her cheeks.

I smiled widely. Despite the fact that we'd found ourselves in this position because of Drakken's disgusting plan, I felt happier than I ever had in my short life. "Shego, will you be my girlfriend?" I asked her sincerely, and she smiled brightly at me.

"I'd love to, but…you should know that my real name is Sheridan. Sheridan Jade Godfrey," she told me hesitantly, and I hummed quietly.

"It's beautiful. It suits you, actually. And I guess you should know that my middle isn't Anne. My full name is actually Kimberly Andrew Possible," I told her. "Whenever my parents call me by my full name in front of other people, they just shorten it to Anne, and no one knows the difference. Even on my school records, my middle name is just listed as my middle initial," I mentioned offhandedly.

For a moment, I felt almost like we were any other newly-formed couple getting to know each other, before I came back to reality a bit and took a deep breath. "Shego…Sheridan, will you show me what to do?" I asked, a bit of fear flickering through me. I knew, in theory, what I should do to please her, but I had no experience touching anyone but myself. In that moment, I actually was thankful that she wasn't a virgin, so that I didn't have to worry about hurting her, as well as trying to please her.

She smiled at me gently, her eyes soft and warm. "Everything will be fine, Princess. Just do what comes naturally; I'm here to guide you, if you need me to. We'll get through this together," she murmured, just before she leaned in to kiss me softly.

I hesitantly opened my mouth to deepen our kiss, and she instantly responded. As I explored her mouth with my tongue, she moaned softly, and I could feel my confidence growing. Sheridan moved so that she was straddling my lap, and my body reacted to feeling her heat above me.

My arms slid around her waist to hold her to me, while her hands tangled in my hair, our kisses growing more desperate. I grew hard as my arousal increased, and we both moaned when she ground herself against my length through our clothing. I'd never felt anything like it, but I wanted more, I needed more. I reached around to the front of Shego's catsuit, pausing for a moment when I found her zipper.

She pulled back from our kiss and nodded, placing one of her hands on mine, before we unzipped her together. She then stood and removed the clothing from her voluptuous body, while I watched in awed silence as first her breasts and then her bare sex were revealed to my wondering eyes. Once she stood naked before me, I saw the flicker of nervousness in her eyes.

"You're beautiful," I breathed, as I stood and placed my hands on her waist. When she looked at me skeptically, I shook my head at her and began kissing my way from her cheek down to her neck. I didn't stop until my face rested in the valley between her plump breasts. "You're perfect," I assured her, as I looked up at her from my position.

She grinned at me, then. "You're overdressed, Kimmie," she said with a feral grin, lust shining in her emerald green orbs. Her hands brought me back up to my full height before she reached for the bottom of my T-shirt, swiftly pulling it up and over my head, tossing it to the side.

A shiver ran down my spine. I closed my eyes and held onto the top of her shoulders tightly, fighting the urge to cover myself. I had never been undressed in front of anyone before, and I could feel instinctual fear running through my veins. It was only the hand that came up and gently cupped my chin that prompted me to reopen my eyes and look at my new, my only lover.

She looked me in the eye, and no words were needed in that moment. All the tension drained from my form, and I nodded my consent when I felt her hands reach for the button of my jeans. Those were quickly discarded, and I began to feel the heat building in my body once more. Our lips met and continued to dance together, as my length strained against the fabric of my boxer-briefs.

My breasts were freed first, her hands swiftly removing my bra and allowing my breasts to meet hers, skin to skin for the first time. I took the initiative and pulled my underwear down, kicking it to the side as my member sprang to attention.

After that, things became blurred in a haze of passion, but I came back to myself when I felt the head of my cock tease her soaked entrance. Our eyes locked, both our chests heaving, and I leaned down to kiss her once more. I took a deep, but shaky, breath. "I love you," I confessed, just before I thrust my hips forward.

Later, once our frenzy ended, I lay on my back with Sheridan above me. Her head lay nestled between my breasts, while my arms held her close, both of us reveling in the warmth and contentment we felt. "Kimmie," she murmured tiredly, and I hummed questioningly. "I love you, too," she whispered.

A satisfied, even indolent, grin formed on my lips, and I leaned down to press a kiss to the top of her head. My arms tightened around her for an instant before I reached to pull the sheet over our still-naked bodies. One of my hands rested gently on the small of her back, my thumb rubbing circles into the soft skin.

"We're going to have a baby," I breathed, the idea sinking in and creating a warm feeling in my belly. Maybe it was instinct, or maybe I'd always wanted this more than I knew. I honestly couldn't say, but I felt like the happiest person on the planet.

"We're going to have a baby," Shego repeated, sounding just as awed by the thought as I was. She snuggled into me, placing a kiss on my chest. "Everything's going to change," she murmured sleepily.

"I know," I said softly, smiling as her breathing deepened, "but I will always be there to protect you and our child. I promise," I swore to the sleeping woman, just before I fell to sleep with my love held securely in my embrace.

.To Be Continued.

Disclaimer: Kim Possible doesn't belong to me at all!

A/N: I hope that you've all enjoyed the first chapter of the story. I've obviously taken some liberties with the history of the characters, as well as numerous other things. Still, I hope you'll all enjoy the coming chapters. Please review and let me know what you think.

Kimmie and Shego