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KP Slash Haven Presents

Love Hunt, 1-15

Forward: What happens when a villain manages to stay completely off everyone's radar and implement their plans of world domination… sort of? This particular Round Robin starts off on a fluffy note in this chapter, but trust me, it takes a turn for the more serious as it progresses. It is worth the ride. Ignores StD and Season 4.


1) Rampant

DNAmy was known as one of the nicest most even tempered mad scientists ever. Some even went so far as to question her insanity, not to her face though, not after she turned that one guy into a plant monster based on the Mandrake Cuddle Buddie.

Today however she was incensed. Her lair showed signs of her wrath, papers strewn everywhere, and one of her computers smoked in the trash can. Her jaw was grinding like a saw." How dare they! They can't do this to me! Well if they're not going to make cuddle buddies anymore! I WILL!" A mad glimmer emerged in the large woman's eyes. "Yes that's it! I'll save the world from a Cuddle Buddie shortage! I will make it so there will always be Cuddle Buddies! MWOHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!"

The first step was easy. A retro-virus that would introduce the traits of the world's most adorable animals into the human population was a simple thing. The randomizer that determined which animal traits would be expressed was a little trickier, but still well within DNAmy's abilities. No, the real stumper for Doctor Hall was where to place her latest crime against man and nature.

It took a while but the perfect place finally came to her as she was rearranging her collection of Cuddle Buddies. She was moving her favorite, Otterfly, when she remembered a fellow fan. Kim Possible! Of course Middleton would be the perfect place, Kim had to be just as heartbroken as she was.

Now all the mad scientist had to do was arrange for an after hours visit to the Middleton water supply for herself and Cataconda.

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It was HOT!

Not surprising for the worst heatwave in Middleton History, but that didn't make it any less uncomfortable. Especially after the air conditioner in the gym broke down.

"Come on Ladies! Get moving!" Kim tried to get the squad up and ready for practice.

Most of the girls just stared in disbelief. Sure Kim was Kim, but even she should have been half passed out from the heat. Ron had taken one look at his Mad Dog mascot head, and had heatstroke right on the spot. After a second or two of incredulous looks the girls went back to staring blankly at the ceiling amongst the empty water bottles.

After making it through the stretches alone Kim decided she didn't need a trip to the nurse's office. "Ok fine it's hot, toss me the empty bottles and I'll get us some more water."

About half of the girls indicated a mostly full bottle, meaning they were fine for now. The rest rolled the largest bottle they could reach in Kim's direction.

The redhead gathered them up and headed for the nearest fountain, which for some reason was outside the building and as far from any of the doors as possible.

By the time she got back she felt like she'd sweated out more than she'd been carrying. After handing off the bottles she uncapped her own refilled bottle and emptied it in one go.

She had just enough time to put the cap back on before she passed out.

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Ron woke up to a pleasant if clanky sounding fan blowing over his body, a cool compress on his face, and a worried mole rat hovering on a counter above him. "Hey buddy. I always thought getting baked alive involved more tinfoil."

Rufus's worried look remained, his best buddy in the world had just changed shape before his little rodent eyes. Ron's ears had moved to the top of his head where they became the large floppy aural receptors of a canine. His hands had become furry except for the short hard black claws that had replaced the human nails and the fleshy black pads on his palms and fingertips. On top of it all, judging by the motion in the boy's pants and shoes Rufus would bet a week's supply of Nacos that his friend now sported a blond tail and furry feet.

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Shego was lounging in the air conditioned lair, drinking a soda, while watching the big game. The Go City Glows were facing off with the Chicago Bulls. The score was tied with 5 seconds on the clock when the feed switched to an emergency news report.

"This notice is going out to everyone in the tri-city area. If your water is tied into the Middleton, Lowerton, or Upperton pipe system: Do not drink the water. Due to some form of chemical contamination the water has gained mutagenic properties. Hundreds throughout the area have already been transformed into half-human creatures. Until further notice drink only from canned or bottled drinks. This is not a test. If you or someone you know has already been transformed please call your closest provider of medical care and follow their instructions."

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Three weeks later

There was an edge of anticipation unusual for a Monday as the class counted off the seconds until the end of last period. In the history class Barkin was substituting, one particular student felt it more keenly than most of his fellows. Ron Stoppable, one of the victims of the mutations, and now a healthy if somewhat awkward dog-boy, held his tail still and low. The moment the bell rang he would have to be on his feet faster then he had ever moved before. More than one of his classmates was brandishing a leash and collar, and shooting him possessive looks.

3…

Ron finished packing his papers.

2…

Rufus shot his buddy the all-clear signal and scurried into a pocket. After trying to walk barefoot for a while Ron had given in and gotten a pair of customized boots to cover his newly furry, padded, and clawed feet, which were worse than useless on the tile of the school floors. He had learned earlier that day that while the boots gave him the traction he needed, they were still hard to keep laced up properly. Hopefully they'd come out with a more refined version soon.

0…

"HEY I'M NOT READY!" Shouted the blond humanoid as the first of the collar-bearers lunged his way.

Thanks to years of dodging mad scientists and killer mutant cyborgs Ron managed to make it out the door without getting collared. Out in the halls the game changed a bit. There was more room to maneuver, but also more people looking to snag Him. Fortunately there were also dozens of other targets the majority of Ron's pursuers might get distracted by.

The blond-furred boy dodged around a janitor and put some distance between himself and his pursuers, only to blunder through another group. Surprise slowed their reflexes however and Ron was through before he got collared. He just had to get to the gym for cheerleading practice to be safe. The school didn't let students who weren't in the after-school programs hang out anymore. Needless to say all the after-school programs had swelled to bursting as students tried to get a second shot at their favorite quarries.

Ronald headed for the nearest boys bathroom. There was a ventilation grating in there that was never screwed in properly. He should know, he was the one who had Rufus sabotage it everyday. He could get to the roof from there.

The K-9 anthropomorphic was lucky there weren't a lot of people between him and the bathroom, plus Ron Reiger sporting his new bunny ears dashed through and took some of the heat off Ron. He made it into the bathroom and opened the grate with no problems. Those came later.

After he got to the roof he took a minute to watch the mad rush as the Changed students escaped the school building and made good their escapes. Those gifted with flight or the ability to climb walls would be almost impossible to catch now. Even those without would be much more difficult to track down away from the slick tiles and linoleum of the school.

He got up and took a series of deep breaths before running towards the gym building. As he leapt from the main building's roof he aimed for an open window. He curled his body into a ball and was prepared to roll into a graceful landing when his pants caught on the window's unused locking mechanism. So instead of a graceful roll Ron ended up sprawled right beneath the window with his pants tangled up in his ankles, right in front of the cheer squad.

The boy's first thought was to check on Rufus. After confirming that his little buddy was okay Ron noticed the draft around his knees where the golden fur of his feet gradually gave way to his normal skin. He blushed as he picked up his pants and headed for the locker room.

Kim resisted the urge to chuckle, despite all the changes recently Ron was still Ron. Speaking of changes reminded the redhead that today was the first day with the new routines. "Ok people, finish the warm ups and get ready for some new stuff today."

The red-fox girl adjusted her skirt one more time, the soft brushy tail that had grown out of her spine had forced adjustments to the girl's wardrobe that she still wasn't used to yet, and from the looks of her squad she wasn't the only one.

The other thing that needed adjusting to was the stage that had been built into the west end of the gym. Ostensibly for the theater program, the cheerleaders were very much aware that it's high ledge, and restricted rear access during practice or games was largely designed to keep people from hunting during school events.

When the squad cheered for outside games there was a fenced off area for them. Not as defensible as the stage, but it had worked so far.

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After practice Ron was strolling towards Bueno Naco alongside Kim and Monique. Of the trio Monique was the only one not sporting fur or a tail. This was due largely to her aversion to tap water.

The wind shifted, and both the vulpine girl and the canine boy stiffened as a new wave of scents came upon them: hot grease, delicious gooey cheese, and sugary liquids.

Kim maintained a level of control and avoided charging into a headlong rush. Ron however had always rushed straight for Tex-Mex, and with the nearby restaurant covering the scent of a hunter in ambush the blond dog-boy didn't stand a chance.

Eunice Brower, a stocky, broad shouldered girl, with a skin shade somewhere between Monique and Bonnie, erupted from behind the entrance sign for the Bueno Nacho parking lot, and tackled Ron to the ground. "Mind if I borrow him for a bit?" She asked holding up a collar.

"No big. It's after practice, have fun," replied Kim with a smile. It was good to see Ron having better luck with the ladies.

"Hold it!" snapped Monique. "How do we know Ron will be safe?"

Eunice held up a little square with 'Trojan' printed on it.

Satisfied, Ron's friends headed into Bueno Nacho as Eunice hefted the boy and headed for someplace secluded.

"Get me a Naco for later!" Ron called to Kim.

"Gotcha," the red-furred girl replied as she opened the door.


2) pesterfield

For the moment Kim was safe, a cartoon of Elmyra chasing Buster Bunny with a universal 'no' symbol over it said so. Traditional 'no hunting' signs just hadn't seemed appropriate for many places, so they'd come up with variety.

Kim headed for the counter to place her order, much as it had been three weeks ago. She wasn't sure if that meant the changes were all external, or if she was just seeing the benefits of foxes being just as much omnivores as humans were.

"Mon, could you get Ron's doggy bag?" Ignoring her friend's groan Kim found a table for them and started to eat while watching the world pass by.

It had been one of her biggest failures, DNAmy's plan had somehow been carried out without even Wade being aware of it. Luckily the outcome so far hadn't been all that bad, and people seemed to be adjusting.


3) NoDrog

Dr. Anne Possible sat at her desk, finishing up some last minute details. The last few weeks had been hectic; running medical tests on everyone affected they could find. DNAmy's work had been… well, brilliant. If she had been working on, say, curing cancer, the work would easily have qualified for a Nobel Prize. In addition to the external changes, there were internal changes. The most extreme case Dr. Possible had seen was a man who was turned into a literal cowboy; he now had four stomachs, his internal digestive track rearranged to allow him to subsist on grass and hay. In addition, many of the affected people had changes to their brains; increases in sexual arousal and increased development in the parts of the brain that governed instinct were the most common changes. Some people seemed to become more aggressive, a slightly higher percentage became more submissive.

Dr. Possible turned off the monitor. In the screen, she could see her reflection. Like her daughter, she too had been Changed. She now had two triangular pointed ears, poking out of her hair and covered in black fur. When she smiled, her teeth were now sharpened to points. Her eyes were jet black. Her hands and arms were still human, fortunately, so she had no problem doing surgery. She had to wear special pants now and a modified lab coat, with holes for her bushy red tail and her reshaped lower legs. Her feet had grown three times in length and she now walked digigrade, balanced on the balls and toes of her feet. When she went bare-legged, it looked like she was wearing fuzzy red socks over her new feet. Hunters didn't always take the time to check ring fingers, so Anne found it easier to just wear a collar along with her wedding ring. Other married Changed were doing the same thing; she had even heard one guy had gotten his transformed fiancée an engagement collar.

She stood up; after three weeks, she no longer felt like she was going to fall with each step. She was adjusting to most of the changes; the only thing that still gave her problems was increased sensitivity to smells. She had been forced to ask her assistants to stop wearing perfume and cologne. James definitely had no problem with her increased sex drive, and fortunately it seemed that constant sex kept her pheromone production low. She attracted more glances than she used to, but fortunately the wedding ring and collar had kept anyone from trying more than just looking.

* * *

Tara poked her head cautiously into the darkened halls of the Rockwaller mansion. "No sign of your sisters," she reported, her bright orange cat-ears flicking back and forth.

"Great," said Bonnie, pushing past Tara. Like Tara, she had triangular ears, only hers were purple. Her eyes remained normal while Tara had vertically slitted pupils. Both had tails, Tara's tail cat-like with bright orange fur. Bonnie had a bushier purple tail, with a white stripe running down the top. There were narrow slits in Tara's finger and thumb tips, allowing her to extend small hooked claws when she wanted them or when she was upset.

The no-hunting rule in houses didn't apply to people who already lived there; Connie and Lonnie both had been pretty blatant about buying and carrying collars and leashes. Fortunately, Bonnie's parents had laid down firm rules about the girls not going into each other's rooms. Once Tara and Bonnie got to her bedroom, they should be safe.


4) Rampant

Ever since the Change Bonnie had tried to avoid bringing her transformed friends over. Not out of any sense of shame, after all she herself was amongst the affected population, but because her sisters had taken to hunting them and telling Bonnie all about the details of their 'conquests'. For now however, the hose beasts seemed to be out.

The furry duo slipped into Bonnie's room, and the skunk girl locked her door, with a bit more force than was really called for. As much as she would have preferred to keep Tara away from the Rockwaller house, the purple-furred female needed privacy and the catgirl's legions of siblings meant that would never happen at the blonde's residence.

"Tara, secret time. This can't ever get out, ok?" The Brunette looked into her friend's eyes.

"Gotcha," was the catgirl's reply as she curled up in a patch of sunlight coming from Bonnie's window.

"I ate a frog."

"Cheap substitute for fish. No big the nasty aftertaste goes away after a bit… unless, oh no! It wasn't poisonous was it!" The feline humanoid set her hand on Bonnie's forehead as if checking the skunk girl's temperature.

"No! Well maybe, I dunno, but I think I'm okay. I was looking up skunks last week and apparently they can eat venomous amphibians by tearing them in half and eating the safe insides. But that's not the point! I ate a frog! It was just sitting there next to the paper this morning and I…I…I… broke it in half and just started eating! It was like something on the Discovery Channel. I didn't even stop to think about it until lunch when I got to thinking about how nice some frog hearts would taste in my sandwich." Bonnie was shuddering and near tears.


5) NoDrog

Tara reacted immediately, coming close to her friend and wrapping her arms around the forlorn skunk-girl. Without consciously thinking about it, Tara's cat tail rose also, wrapping around Tara and Bonnie's waist to add to the hug.

"There there…," said Tara, comfortingly. "It's… it's not that different than eating frog legs, right? And you did eat frog legs before the Change, right?"

Bonnie made a face. "I didn't eat them RAW though."

"Hey, at least you don't get the urge to pounce on that pet of Ron's every time you see him," said Tara. "Come on, cheer up."

Bonnie snuggled close to Tara, letting the fact that she still had Tara as a friend comfort her.

A sudden knock on the door startled both of them.

"We know you two are in there, Stinker," said Connie's voice through the door.

"She's got to come out sooner or later," said Lonnie, "and then… gotcha!"

Tara shrugged, "Good thing I was planning to sleep over tonight, huh?" she asked, softly enough that Bonnie's sisters wouldn't be able to hear her.

"It's not fair," muttered Bonnie. "If they weren't such snobs about always drinking bottled water, they'd probably be transformed also."

* * *

Anne muttered, driving carefully on the way home. In her opinion, the biggest pain in the butt (somewhat literally) about being Changed was her tail. Adjusting to walking and using the car pedals with transformed feet was bad enough, but she had been forced to get the car seat custom modified to accommodate her tail. At least feline morphs typically had tails they could wrap around their waists; Anne and Kim weren't so lucky.


6) pesterfield

"It's hardly about the pheromone things either, they just like the excuse to drag me around on a leash until they have to let me go for some reason." Bonnie gave a sigh. "This could be all Kim's fault, but I needed something to drink and how could anybody have known about this. She's in this too and that makes it a little better."

Tara just started to purr, hoping to calm her friend. She'd been able to do it as a human but changing into a cat had seemed to add something.

***

Getting home Anne's work didn't stop, she was compiling some private research on the neurological changes that created the desire for people to cuddle the Changed.

In some cases it was pure sex pheromones, and the results often led to sex.

A preschooler's birthday party had served Kool-Aid. They'd likely end up with strange lives, but for the moment all they had to deal with was being hugged and held more often than they had been before.

At the moment Anne presumed it was due to none of them producing sex pheromones yet, observing how interaction with them changed over the years would be an interesting study.


7) Rampant

The doorbell rang at the Possible residence.

Opening the door, Anne was greeted by Kim half-carrying an exhausted Ron. The elder Changed sniffed the air a bit. "Eunice huh? You'll need to re-hydrate."

The tired boy nodded as Kim helped him to the kitchen table, while Anne set out some drinks. The twins were upstairs fiddling with one of their rockets, and James wouldn't be back for a bit. Thinking about her mate caused the elder Possible female to grin a bit as she planned her 'dessert'.

Kim noticed the odd grin, she remembered it from before the Change, but it had been coming more frequently since then. She was curious but a firm voice in her head told her it was better not to ask. Instead she started talking about her day. "Got the squad started on the new routines today. It's too bad we don't have more fliers, or even gliders, we'd completely lock the next cheer leading competition."

Ron's half-lidded eyes opened quickly at the mention of the cheerleading competition. "NO WAY! I'm not going anywhere near that place again! Gill will-."

"What? turn us into mutants?" asked Kim. "Even if he did get his powers back, again, he's totally behind the times."

"Oh…," Ron looked at his tail, "Yeah, he's kinda a little late for that isn't he."


8) NoDrog

Ann brought in two glasses of lemonade for Kim and Ron. The one for Ron had an extra wide mouth.

Ron nodded appreciatively and began lapping at his drink.

"What are we having for dinner?" asked Kim, glad that she didn't have any problems drinking.

"I asked your dad to pick up some fried chicken. Jim and Tim are are spending the afternoon with the Hopkins, and I didn't feel like cooking for just the three of us," said Ann.

Kim felt herself starting to drool at the thought of having chicken.

* * *

Parked in the street a few feet from the Possible household was a dark gray van. It had been parked there every since it had followed Anne Possible home from the clinic.

Two men sat in the truck, hiding behind tinted windows. One of them was busy operating a video camera, the other one was checking the microphones they had pointed at the house.

"What are the odds… two foxes in the same family, a mother and daughter."

"Yeah, I'll bet the boss can't wait to get his hands on them… I wouldn't mind collarin' them myself."

"You know the boss's orders… till he gets here, we just watch."


9) Rampant

Be-Beep beep Beep

"Go Wade"

Ron whimpered a bit at the thought of heading out for a mission in his current state. Then he lifted the glass of lemonade and downed it quickly. "Mrs. Dr. P could we get some snacks or something? I hate saving the world on an empty stomach."

Rufus poked his head out Ron's pocket and nodded, "Snacks!"


10) pesterfield

Anne nodded and left the table, soon returning with a box labeled 'Scooby Snacks'.

"My own experiment, considering our new needs I'm being careful about snacking until I can do more research. The label was Jim and Tim's idea."

Meanwhile Kim was wrapping up the call. "Thanks Wade. Ron, our ride's on the way and I'll explain during the trip."

***

The men in the van made a quick decision; best to just keep watching the house. It would be safer than trying to follow Kim, and the little vixen would have to return home eventually.


11) Rampant

As the chopper pilot headed towards Upperton, Kim explained the mission to Ron. "Ok Shego's been spotted-."

"She turned into a cheetah?"

"No Ron, she-."

"A leopard?"

Kim sighed, "Shego was seen in Upperton terrorizing people. It's probably some sort of trick by Drakken."

The dog boy thought a moment, "Trap or diversion?"

"With Drakken who knows."

"It might be a Trapversion!" Exclaimed Ron as if deducing the end to a murder mystery before reading the last chapter.

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Shego growled as she set up yet another pile of doped rat bait. "Why are we giving the mice delayed action sleepy juice anyway?"

"Because," Chuckled Drakken, "You heard the news, Kim Possible has been turned into a fox mutant. When she shows up to stop us we'll have dozens of doped vermin to distract her!"

Ok, I don't even have words for how stupid this is, thought the green thief.


12) johnlite

At the home lair of the Seniors, A large and varied group of people sit in a conference room and partaking of the free coffee and treats. At first they seem an eclectic bunch but if one looks closer a commonality is readily apparent. Each of them carries themselves the same way, with the casual alert arrogance that comes from being at the top of the food chain.

Senor Senior Junior strode into the room and rather than sitting at the one vacant chair at the head of the table he shoved it out of the way and clapped his hands twice. The ceiling above opened up and a tray was lowered onto the table. A tray with several gold bars. "Due to recent events in Colorado it has come to my attention that Kim Possible is now, how do you say? A fox woman. This gold is the bounty for the group or person amongst you that brings her here alive and without more than a minimum of scuffing. Anything that doesn't grow back will come out of you."

The hunters stared at the gold, enough there to enter a very active retirement for one of them or a small group, or set even the largest group a head financially for years. There was a mad rush to get moving so as to be first on the scene. While the confident hunters chuckled at the newbies and finished their coffee.

After the last of the mercenary hunters had left Junior grinned to himself. "Once my perfect mate is at my side there will be nothing to stop me from taking over the world… of POP STARDOM!"


13) pesterfield

"Kim Possible's here!" Drakken quickly ran to his controls and pressed a button.

"It was a trapversion!"

"Ron!"

Kim looked around as the woozy rats ran from their cages and almost promptly fell asleep. "What's this?"

Drakken chortled. ""While you are busy eating vermin Shego and I will… ." Here he paused to think.

"So you made a plan to distract her, but not a plan to distract her from? Typical."


14) NoDrog

"Shut up!" said Drakken. "In fact, I have a brilliant plant involving… um…," Drakken looked around. "Involving…."

"You got nothing," said Ron.

"Well, uh… this is a test run!" said Drakken. "Yes, a test to see if drugged mice will distract Kim! So that I can use it when I do use my ultimate plan."

Kim crossed her forearms in front of her chest. "Let's see… sleepy mice… nope, not feeling hungry."

"Well, it's time for Plan B!" said Drakken. "Shego, attack!"

Shego responded with a battle cry she had never used before. As closely as it can be rendered onomatopoetically is: "Squeeeee‼‼"

Kim was used to Shego starting an attach with a plasma enhanced punch or powerful kick. She was not used to Shego giving a full-fledged, full-body glomp; pouncing at Kim and wrapping her arms around the red-haired, fox-eared, and fox-tailed girl.

Kim squirmed, finding herself pinned to the ground as Shego rubbed her head against her chest.


15) Rampant

"What's going on! Shego! I said attack, not hug!" Drakken ranted as his hench woman continued squeezing the teen.

"Ohhh boy this could be a problem." Ron sighed as Kim tried, unsuccessfully to wriggle free.

"Why? what's going on here?!" demanded the blue man.

"Well when we got Changed it came with pheromones," replied the blond.

"What kind of pheromones would do that to Shego?" the cerulean scientist wondered aloud.

Ron grinned nervously and held the back of his neck. "We smell cuddly, with an extra helping of 'cuddly'."

"So Shego wants to hug Kim possible… Why don't I feel anything like that?"

Ron stoppable licked his paw and held it up. "You're standing upwind."

"Oh, ok then," Drakken stared at Shego who still had Kim in a death grip. "So what now? Shego has the keys to the hovercraft."

"Well This is the first time I've been around when Kim got caught, but usually she just waits for me at Bueno Nacho. Wanna grab a bite? We're missing supper so I'm hungry."

"I could eat…, you don't mind if I stay upwind do you?"

"Not at all Drakken."


Segment 1: The Change which some undergo is a minimal one in that they have not been completely turned into 'furries', and unless specifically mentioned their mouths are snoutless. Furries will come in successive waves of the Change, but for now it's limited mainly to extremities, with any fur or such blending to 'normal' parts.

An Adult telling of Ron's encounter with Eunice exists, but is probably too much even for this M-Rating. For any not knowing who Eunice Brower is, she is a canon character, although unnamed in the show. The name is mine, a play on 'unibrow' as hers appears to be plucked for separation. You'll spot her if you look in various episodes such as Tick-Tick-Tick – she is the stocky cheerleader standing next to Bonnie in the scene where Barkin busts Kim for detention after saying he knows what Rufus is. On my cheerleader listing she is considered as on the Second String.

Yeah, that's right. There's canonically more than just the 8 First String cheerleaders. I have personally identified a total of 26, which includes a twin for Jessica as well as 2 seen on American Dragon, Jake Long, which is at least semi-canon thanks to crossovers to the mutual series Lilo & Stitch… uhm, wait… what were we talkin' 'bout?