AN: A little ditty inspired by a challenge of LoveRobin's at the Haven…

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ADVANCE AGENTS

By SHADO Commander

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"Breaxpod! Breaxpod!" Genetech Breaxpod, second in command of the Fourth Auxiliary Galactic Genetic Optimization Team looked up in alarm as his Senior (and only) workmate Kxmlto ran into the room screaming in the language of the local natives.

"What is it now?" Breaxpod demanded. "I've just exposed the first test subjects to the third stage mental adjustment virus and I really need to be monitoring their reactions."

"No!" Kxmlto gasped in horror. "We need to stop, NOW! I just got an urgent clarification from Doctor Major Domo at Galactic Justice and we are so anally intruded upon!"

"Oh bloody freen's pins," Breaxpod groaned. "What? What have we done now comrade-workmate?"

"What else?" Kxmlto grimaced. "It's the prespeccking Universal Translators we've had implanted! We were supposed to make them one way and thanks to the stupid trans-chip interference and the moronic local dialect we were programmed with, we've been working in entirely the wrong direction! We were supposed to be creating a retrovirus that would CONTROL their feelings, make them feel more happy and content with their lot in life!"

"Oh shazbot!" Breaxpod's face went pale. What they'd been working on went in… well, rather a different direction entirely. "This is going to be as bad as that stupid cookbook debacle, isn't it?"

Breaxpod's building alarm was interrupted by a low moan from inside the observation chamber. Taking a peek at the test subjects they'd beamed aboard, he felt some of his panic begin to dissipate. "Well, maybe it's not as bad as we think it is?"

"No… we can't be too safe," Kxmlto growled, pacing anxiously. "What do you say we just release them back into the wild and vacate this planet while we're ahead?"

"I like the way you think Kxmlto!" Breaxpod agreed.

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The shimmering transporter beam that suddenly deposited the quite naked and happily fornicating couple back on the earth was a miracle of science. However, neither woman was of the mind to pay it the slightest bit of attention.

"God, Kimmie," the green woman gasped, "I don't know what's come over you... but I LIKE it!"

"mm-hmm..." Kim groaned. "I don't know either. One minute I was angry and irritated, the next second I was looking at you and realized that what I actually was, was totally gay for you! Now shut up and keep licking..."

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LEGAL SCHTUFF:Kim Possible, and Shego are the creations of Mark McCorkle and Bob Schooley, and those names are all trademarks of the Disney media organizations. Although use in this context is probably considered fair under parody law, just in case: this work was not created for profit, no money changed hands etc, and this story should be considered to take place during a timeframe in which all sexually active parties are over 18 years of age..