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Kim Possible: Conquering Heroes

By LJ58

4

"I'm definitely pregnant," Kim said on her way back to Earth after six very long weeks of 'festivities and honors' that finally named her a genuine warrior-princess of Lorwardia. She made that comment as she rubbed her now visibly swollen belly that seemed to already stick out unnaturally large to her own eyes.

Drew had actually been quite subdued, and rather respectful, now using the alien protocols and courtesies they had both learned along the way. At least, when in public. He was still far more informal with her when alone.

Kim had still been able to demonstrate some of her own moves for some of the warriors who still had trouble believing that she could have actually fought two of their best to the death. With the help of her battle suit, and her own still innate fitness, she was able to spar with five of the younger warriors that she beat handily four out of five. The fifth round was lost simply because she had trouble lifting a traditional battle staff during that confrontation.

When the warrior seemed about to smash her head in, though, Drew proved he had not gotten rid of his mutation after all when six powerful vines shot out, grabbed the staff, and smashed the warrior in the back of the head with it.

That caused the single forfeit.

But not one of the warriors didn't applaud her companion's defense of her, knowing by then that she was pregnant.

Not that knowing it had kept them from wanting to see her fight.

It was, she realized, a very Lorwardian mindset. Most, apparently, were taught to fight from birth. It was apparently one of primary ways to advance in their culture.

The thing that truly shocked her was learning that they did not birth live young. The females actually lay eggs. Two to three at a time. Sometimes as many as five. Some females, she learned, didn't survive birthing, even with their 'modern' medical techniques. Most taken from conquered races. Which was why many warriors, if they could afford it, took several mates.

Which was a primary reason why they saw nothing unusual in Kim apparently having several 'companions.'

The emperor, in the end, actually made her an honorary Lorwardian by virtue of victory, then loaded her starship with wealth and goods, and sent her back to rule Earth in his name. At least he didn't stick 'War' onto her name.

Still, even she could see what he had done by then.

Adopting her as his new daughter, and champion of Earth, then sending her back as a princess of Lorwardia in Warmonga's place, he took Earth by default. It was, she realized, surprisingly clever of him. Far more clever than she would have expected by the usually blunt giants she had gotten to know. They, apparently, could be quite deceptive after all. She was definitely going to have to talk with Dr. Director, and quite a few of the world leaders when she got back, because she knew by now that her new 'Daddy' was going to expect reports, and assurances that all was well in her new corner of his empire.

So the drama!

Meanwhile, she was now well over three months pregnant, showing blatantly, and feeling not unlike she had swallowed the proverbial watermelon.

None of which kept her and Drew from still sharing her bed every chance they got.

It was as if they were addicted to one another by then, even without using the aphrodisiacal wine.

Not that she cared just then.

She still had at least three months to even fret over what to do when she got home. Until then, she intended to relax, and enjoy herself.

Or, at least try.

KP

"You look beautiful," Drew assured her, rubbing her now much larger belly with a special oil that they were told by the ship's physician would keep her skin smooth, and unblemished even after she had birthed her eggs.

They didn't yet quite get that humans didn't lay eggs.

"I will take your word for it," Kim sighed, still completely naked as she lay in their bed, having a lazy day as they knew they were very close to Earth now, and would soon be leaving hyperspace, and approaching their solar system.

Not two weeks, and they would be home again. Seven surprisingly short months had turned her into a very pregnant woman, though, and it wasn't something that could be easily hidden now.

By necessity, when she did dress now, she wore the special Lorwardian robes that were gifted her, since her own clothing didn't quite fit her new curves any longer. Especially that most telling one.

"Then take it. You are beautiful, Kimberly Anne. I can only imagine your….our child will be just as beautiful."

"Your….mutation won't….be a problem, do you think," Kim had to ask.

"Will yours?"

"I….don't know," she sighed, knowing what he meant.

That frank conversation they had shared that first night still sometimes worried her. Too bad she wasn't back home where Wade could scan her, and the baby. Just to settle her mind.

"So, enough fretting," Drew declared, putting the oil away. "I'm sure all if well, as their doctor seemed to think you were doing just fine, too."

Kim nodded, and lifted her head to take a kiss when he finished rubbing her belly, and leaned down to chastely kiss her.

"I'm going to miss you," Drew surprised her by declaring.

"You'll still be…. I mean, I'm pretty sure you'll need to stay….close. We all still have a lot of expectations to try to fulfill with an entire empire now watching all of us," she reminded him.

"Quite true. I'm sure your GJ friend won't like our new….relationship, though."

"Betty doesn't like much," she grimaced. "I think she lives for her job, and that isn't my thing."

"Are you sure," he smiled. "I remember a rather daring teen popping up every other week back when we were… Well, you know?"

"I just liked to help. Like to help. And…. Well, to be honest, I did like sparring with Shego, too. She was one of the few people I've met that can stand up to me even when I go all out. She was one of the few to beat me one-on-one after a while."

"I'll bet," he grinned. "So, what about that idea of bringing her some of our special wine?"

"I am still thinking about it," she grinned.

"It might even help her relax for a change. Even I could tell the past few months…. Well the past few before our departure, had been wearing on her. I was waiting for her to run off, and do something crazy when you showed up."

"Honestly? I kept looking for her to pop up, trying something crazy," Kim admitted.

"Strangely enough, she was obsessed with keeping her promise to you," Drew told her.

"Her promise?"

"Well, she didn't tell you, I suspect, but I overheard her talking to herself once. She does that when she gets stressed. It's the only way I ever learned anything about her. Anyway, she apparently promised you she would stay out of trouble after you pulled our collective fat out of the fire that time after the U.N. fiasco."

"Oh, right."

She remembered that one, and it had been pure Drakken from start to go. Not that he was trying to launch another scheme. He just got the idea he could conquer world hunger by using his pollinator to grow super-crops anywhere in the world.

He did. Only the monster carrots he created promptly started trying to eat people.

The U.N. wanted him arrested on principal. In the end, he had to swear never to ever again try to use that mutagen on crops.

She suspected that had hurt as much as his former peers mocking, and snubbing him after he helped save the world.

"For what it's worth," she told him, smiling up at him as she let him gently stroke one fuller, rounder breast. "I know you were trying to do good back then."

"Well, you were probably the only one. Even Shego thought….."

He sighed as he trailed off.

"You miss her, too?"

"I miss Earth. I miss hot dogs. Bad cable. I even miss her abrasive company. I do not, however, really miss her trying to barbeque me every other minute of the day," he complained more like himself.

"Who would," she giggled.

"I wonder how Stoppable has made out with her. She's not very friendly with males in general. And he was never one of her favorites," Drew admitted.

"I doubt she even noticed him, or vice versa. Ron is getting pretty good at being invisible now, and he's occupied with his new girlfriend these days."

"I saw her. Very cute girl."

Kim gave him a mock glare.

"Should I be jealous?"

"As if I would invite a ninja to my bed. You cannot trust those kinds of people."

"I still trust Ron," she put out.

"But do you still sleep with him?"

"Of course not. I mean, I never….!"

"My point exactly," he drawled, giving her a wink.

"Now you're being silly."

"I will miss this time, too, Kimberly," he murmured. "I have never felt more….at peace, as I have at your side. Isn't that curious?"

"Maybe you just finally stopped pretending, and got to be yourself for once," she suggested.

Drew sighed.

"I do sometimes wonder who I really am any more."

Kim put a hand on his blue cheek.

"You're a very good man, who is about to be a father."

"As I said before, James is going to kill me the minute he hears. He shall likely only be the first in line," he sighed.

"I'll explain things for him. For everyone. I'm sure he'll….."

She could almost hear her dad booming, "Black hole," as she considered that conversation.

"Maybe you'd better not visit until I can….calm him down," she admitted with a wry expression.

"I'll bet that could take….years."

"Dad's not that….."

"Please. I still remember the day he built a robotic cyber-weapon for a mouse to wreck vengeance on the psychology lab rats. All because one of those silly shrinks insulted his new jacket."

"Pinky-Jo?"

"The very same," Drew nodded.

"Funny, that's not how dad told that story," she recalled.

"He wouldn't, would he," Drew smirked. "You know, I could tell you a few things about that smooth-talking ladies man. At least, before I...ahem, left the university."

"I don't know if I should ask, or….. What the heck," she grinned. "We have at least two weeks before we get home. Spill. What was dad really like in college?"

"Well, it's quite amusing, really. I first met James Timothy Possible in a theoretical physics class. I remember, because….."

KP

Shego stared into the sky, watching the huge, alien shuttle lowering to the ground in almost the same place it had the first time. Just clear of the jungle, and on the beach closest to her villa.

Ron and Yori were standing nearby, along with Malaa and Kalaa, who were really hard to tell apart until they opened their mouths.

Then Kalaa went all Dr. Phil, and Malaa squeaked like a mouse on helium while trying to command her to let them serve her, or else.

She still recalled the ninja chick's squeal the first time that behemoth stuck her tongue in her tiny body to 'properly' clean her. Of course, furious as she had sounded, she noted the Japanese girl seemed to have gotten used to her pretty fast, and now didn't mind ordering the big woman to her bedroom any time she needed, or just wanted her.

Shego, however, forced herself to stick to massages, and nothing more. Which seem to amuse the two alien women for some reason.

If nothing else, though, she could set up a spa, and put Midas out of business overnight. Kalaa had surprisingly magic fingers for such a big woman.

She couldn't help but feel her heart race as she spotted two GJ hover jets speeding their way, and half the freaking navy still parked just off shore.

None of which affected her.

It was the idea that Kim was up there, in that descending shuttle, and about to finally be back.

She was surprised that Kim chose to return here first, though. By now, news of the Lorwardian alliance had already leaked, and people were speculating like mad over what that meant for the future of the planet. Bookies were actually taking bets over whether Kim would even make it back, or if she had been stuffed and mounted in some trophy room in space.

Shego could have told them you never bet against Kimmie.

Which was why she had ten fat million bet on her safe return.

She smiled as the shuttle now settled, and the hatch started to open even before the GJ jets made it to the ground. Four huge warriors climbed off, stepped aside, and presented an honor guard as they bowed to the smiling redhead that now stepped off the ship wearing some kind of fancy robes.

Shego started to grin at her.

Then passed out cold.

KP

"Whoa," Shego moaned, waking up in her bed, Kalaa actually standing nearby rather than laying with her again.

"You are well now, Lady Shego?"

"I had the weirdest dream. Kimmie came back, and she…."

"She is back," Kalaa pointed out.

"But I dreamed she was fat," Shego shook her head.

"She isn't fat, Lady Shego. She is only breeding."

Shego gaped.

"No way," she spat. "No way! Not Miss Goody Two-Shoes."

"I do not know this Goody Two-Shoes. But Lady Kimberly is breeding. She must be very happy."

"But she…. I meant….. Never mind. Where is she," Shego growled ominously.

"In the living area holding court with her envoy," Kalaa informed her.

"Her….envoy?"

"The one-eyed woman with the shrill tongue is among them. She is….very loud," Kalaa smiled in amusement.

"I'll bet," Shego grimaced, sitting up now, and looking suspiciously at her loose blouse.

"Did you touch me?"

"Only to ensure you were comfortable, Lady Shego. Would you like refreshment to aid you in recovering from your shock?"

"I'm fine," she growled. "I just need to….. I can't believe…. How is the hell did she even get knocked up," she fumed, climbing to her feet. "The only other human on that heap was….."

Shego frowned, her eyes rounding in stunned disbelief.

"No," she rasped in a hoarse tone. "She wouldn't. He wouldn't. They couldn't!"

She turned, and headed up the hall for the living area without looking back.

"Humans are….very curious creatures, aren't they, nest-mate," Malaa asked as she watched Kalaa step into the hall after Shego bolted from the room.

"Very curious. I enjoy watching Lady Shego, though. She is quite amusing," Kalaa smiled.

"My charge is no less amusing. He pretends not to watch his mate being pleasured, but cannot look away."

"They are remarkably prudish in some respects. Do you know Lady Shego still will not allow any to touch her save her Princess?"

"How strange," Malaa frowned.

"Isn't it? I think it is what they call…..romance," Kalaa informed her.

"What is this romance, nest-sister? I have not heard of that one as yet."

"I saw it on their video teacher box. It is the means by which they instigate their intimate breeding relationships. Some do not work out very well, though. They obviously require better instructors."

"Perhaps that is why father sent us here. He knew we were the best in our alien culture and interactions class," the woman nodded confidently.

"Truly," Kalaa agreed.

To Be Continued…..