“SHEGO!” Dr. Drakken’s voice boomed through the lair, making the emerald-eyed, green beauty look up from her magazine. Just as well, it was an article she really didn’t care about.
“You screamed, Master?” Shego asked with her usual sarcastic voice. “I hope this is going to be worth my time, that was a good article I was reading. It’s about the wealth of Senor’s latest venture – it’s said to be worth over One Billion Dollars in just two days.” Her eye narrowed as she asked the next question, “Just how much did we make from your donut idea last month?”
Not to be derailed for one second, the manic blue man continued chattering, “The donuts were a bust, I’ll admit. BUT I HAVE THE GREATEST WORLD CONQUORERING IDEA YET!”
Putting up both hands in front of her, Shego replied, “Whoa, indoor voice, Blue Boy! You have these ideas every day. You’re not keeping me out of the loop like you did during The Diablos Adventure. Share with me and I’ll either give it the mercy killing it deserves or say we can go onto the next phase.”
“Over the next 30 minutes the hyperactive Cerulean man rambled on with his plan, which was to control the world from behind the scenes by blackmailing the world leaders. Shego knew that all people have deep, dark secrets they don’t want to see the light of day and politicians were the most cowardly of people to exist. Even complete Dictators ruled by fear and if that fear was dispelled, they would find their lives cut short very quickly.
Then Drakken deflated, “But I need seed money and the Donut Venture didn’t make the profits we require to go forward.
The gears were turning in Shego’s head – she had been wanting to get revenge on the perky cheerleader for kicking her into an electrified tower during The Diablos Incident, the only thing saving Miss Priss was that Buffoon of a Boyfriend who had Over The Top Powers and so much love for the Ginger Bitch that it made Shego want to puke. The other thing was, wait second, HUMANS magazine ran an article about Miss Priss’ 18th Birthday Party.
KIMMY WAS NO LONGER A MINOR!
The grin that appeared on Shego’s face was terrifying. Drakken’s manic demeanor disappeared, and he actually wet his pants. Shego only had this look when she was about to make people go “Ouch!” and she wasn’t very discriminate about who was the victim.
“Uh, Shego, I’m, sorry. It was a horrible plan. PLEASEDON’THURT ME!”
Shego slowly got out of her chair, sashayed her cute ass to Drakken and gave him a deep, tongue-filled kiss. “It’s a wonderful plan, Drakky. Go get cleaned up, I’ll put something very slutty on, just so you can take it off. Tonight, we fuck, and I mean we fuck all night long, so get out the Viagra. I want to be so sore that I walk like John Wayne all day tomorrow. Then after we rest, you get the plans together and I’ll get the funding.”
And they fucked all night long and into the morning. When they woke up, they fucked even more. Both were very satisfied when Drakken got up and made breakfast for both of them, and he did his job well, Shego was very pleasantly sore when she took her morning shower.
Shego reused a ploy that was as transparent as day, but it worked – either Kim Possible was the most gullible, retarded bitch on Earth or she really thought that harden criminals like Shego could ‘see the errors of their ways and be rehabilitated’. There is no fucking way that Shego would ever give up being evil, it was too profitable, and she really loved fucking people over.
Shego dressed as the accursed Miss Go and called Kimmie with a proposal to see the feel-good movie, The Notepad. Inwardly, Shego wanted to puke, movies like that were what Drakken watched, she liked mindless action movies with beefcake men as the lead. Kimmie left her buffoon behind, probably to let his rodent do a Richard Gere and explore his colon (have we mentioned that Shego truly hates Ron?) After watching the movie, Shego placed a roofie in Kim’s drink and helped her to the car, where Kim passed out.
When Kim came to, she found herself chained to a bed in a studio, several bright lights bearing on her from all angles. Even more distressing was the way she was dressed – much like the porno that Ron had on his computer, Kim was wearing a garter, hose and fuck-me-hard high heels that were strapped on tight. Kim looked around like she was possessed when she saw a scantily clad Shego filling her nails.
“About time you woke up, Cupcake. I’ll get right to the point: I’ve played you. I’m not your friend, I drugged you, then I used Drakken’s Mind Sifter on you and got the names of Global Justice Secret Agents from you. I’ve sold that information and I’m proud to say that 62 of the 122 names you gave me are no longer breathing and I’m sure that number will go up a lot before the day is over. But don’t despair about them, they’re getting off easy with a bullet in the back of their heads. You are going to live the most horrible fate a woman can have. You’re going to be brutally raped by multiple men and it’s going to be streamed on the internet to every villain and every neckbeard in the world. I’m even going to make copies and send them to Global Justice, your parents and to Monkey Boy.
Shego got out of her chair, leaned over the now-terrified Kim Possible, grabbed her throat and squeezed, cutting off her air and slowly strangling her.
“And then, you loathsome cunt, after you’ve been raped by 100 men, I’m going to throw you into a dungeon and when you heal up enough, I’m going to rape every hole with my Godzilla Strap-On. You’re going to think your ass is Tokyo when I’m finished.”
With tears in her eyes, Kim squeaked out, “Why?” when Shego released her iron grip from Kim’s throat.
A triumphant Shego answered, “Because I hate you. I despise you and I want you to suffer. The millions of dollars we’re making from this live streaming pales next to the satisfaction of destroying you. I will kill you, but not before taking every shread of dignity away from you, then, I’m going to murder your entire family. It’s going to be a couple’s-thing that Drakken and I are going to do together. Then, we’re going to fuck while you drown in an aquarium that Drakken has constructed for this singular purpose. The last thing you get to see in this life will be our ‘O-faces’ as we cum and you go!”
Kim was now beyond terrified when Shego yelled, “Bring the herd in! Rape this bitch silly!”
Before long, all of Kim’s holes were being used at once, her shoes had been stripped off her feet, her stockings were torn and heard the henchmen yelling, “Her Pussy Juices never stop!”, “This damned bitch is sucking me dry!” and “Her asshole is like a milking machine!”
“Goddamned, Princess, you’re a fucking natural at this!” she heard Shego mock as she sharpened her nails.
“I’m nothing more than Shego’s fuck-pet!” Kim thought as a large and long cock snaked its way through her mouth and down her throat.
DoctorDetroit: @jeezits: I've never claimed to be an artist and all of my commissions have acknowledgment to the artist in my HF thread. I've used Awesome Orange, Ironwolf, LitBDSM and others. If you want to be sh!tty about it, I'll just pull all my stuff off this site and not share it anymore. In other words, FOAD.
DoctorDetroit: Note to jeezits and others who remove my tags: I am involved with the art, I am the editor and I edit the dialogue, so I more than just a commissioner and have permission to place my name in the Tags.
Anonymous2: It's sad when an Anonymous has to point out the obvious from the Tagging Guide to someone who's been here since May 22, 2008, but whatever...
Tagging Guide said: Tag vandalism will not be tolerated. Do not remove valid tags from a post for any reason without explicit staff permission. Yes, this applies even if you expect or want the post to be removed. We punish this harshly and repeat offenses will result in a permanent ban.
Do not remove valid sources either.
bit later in the Tagging Guide said: If there is a dispute about what to tag something, any reasonable tag is better than no tag, since all tags can be mass-edited or removed by staff after the fact if there is a dispute. Make a report instead of getting into an edit war with someone.
Again, you should feel ashamed that an Anonymous has to point this out to someone who has had an account since 2008. Don't be whiny babies.
DoctorDetroit: @Anonymous: I have permission from a Mod to place my tags. What else do you need? Wait, you don't need A GODDAMNED THING. IT'S NOT YOUR SITE, SO GET YOUR BOX OF JUICY-JUICE AND WATCH SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS ANDLEAVE THE PORN TO ADULTS.
Anonymous3(2): @DoctorDetroit: Who fucking peed in you corn flakes moron?! You joined in 2019 - I specificly refrenced someone who has been around since 2008. I pointed out that tag vandalism, the removing of tags is frowned upon. I was pointing out that you were RIGHT you stupid idiot! People should NOT be removing your tags! Next time fucking read what someone writes before attacking them! Especailly if that person was actually HELPING you! Clearly you are NOT one of the adults if your abilty to read is that poor!
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“SHEGO!” Dr. Drakken’s voice boomed through the lair, making the emerald-eyed, green beauty look up from her magazine. Just as well, it was an article she really didn’t care about.
“You screamed, Master?” Shego asked with her usual sarcastic voice. “I hope this is going to be worth my time, that was a good article I was reading. It’s about the wealth of Senor’s latest venture – it’s said to be worth over One Billion Dollars in just two days.” Her eye narrowed as she asked the next question, “Just how much did we make from your donut idea last month?”
Not to be derailed for one second, the manic blue man continued chattering, “The donuts were a bust, I’ll admit. BUT I HAVE THE GREATEST WORLD CONQUORERING IDEA YET!”
Putting up both hands in front of her, Shego replied, “Whoa, indoor voice, Blue Boy! You have these ideas every day. You’re not keeping me out of the loop like you did during The Diablos Adventure. Share with me and I’ll either give it the mercy killing it deserves or say we can go onto the next phase.”
“Over the next 30 minutes the hyperactive Cerulean man rambled on with his plan, which was to control the world from behind the scenes by blackmailing the world leaders. Shego knew that all people have deep, dark secrets they don’t want to see the light of day and politicians were the most cowardly of people to exist. Even complete Dictators ruled by fear and if that fear was dispelled, they would find their lives cut short very quickly.
Then Drakken deflated, “But I need seed money and the Donut Venture didn’t make the profits we require to go forward.
The gears were turning in Shego’s head – she had been wanting to get revenge on the perky cheerleader for kicking her into an electrified tower during The Diablos Incident, the only thing saving Miss Priss was that Buffoon of a Boyfriend who had Over The Top Powers and so much love for the Ginger Bitch that it made Shego want to puke. The other thing was, wait second, HUMANS magazine ran an article about Miss Priss’ 18th Birthday Party.
KIMMY WAS NO LONGER A MINOR!
The grin that appeared on Shego’s face was terrifying. Drakken’s manic demeanor disappeared, and he actually wet his pants. Shego only had this look when she was about to make people go “Ouch!” and she wasn’t very discriminate about who was the victim.
“Uh, Shego, I’m, sorry. It was a horrible plan. PLEASEDON’THURT ME!”
Shego slowly got out of her chair, sashayed her cute ass to Drakken and gave him a deep, tongue-filled kiss. “It’s a wonderful plan, Drakky. Go get cleaned up, I’ll put something very slutty on, just so you can take it off. Tonight, we fuck, and I mean we fuck all night long, so get out the Viagra. I want to be so sore that I walk like John Wayne all day tomorrow. Then after we rest, you get the plans together and I’ll get the funding.”
And they fucked all night long and into the morning. When they woke up, they fucked even more. Both were very satisfied when Drakken got up and made breakfast for both of them, and he did his job well, Shego was very pleasantly sore when she took her morning shower.
Shego reused a ploy that was as transparent as day, but it worked – either Kim Possible was the most gullible, retarded bitch on Earth or she really thought that harden criminals like Shego could ‘see the errors of their ways and be rehabilitated’. There is no fucking way that Shego would ever give up being evil, it was too profitable, and she really loved fucking people over.
Shego dressed as the accursed Miss Go and called Kimmie with a proposal to see the feel-good movie, The Notepad. Inwardly, Shego wanted to puke, movies like that were what Drakken watched, she liked mindless action movies with beefcake men as the lead. Kimmie left her buffoon behind, probably to let his rodent do a Richard Gere and explore his colon (have we mentioned that Shego truly hates Ron?) After watching the movie, Shego placed a roofie in Kim’s drink and helped her to the car, where Kim passed out.
When Kim came to, she found herself chained to a bed in a studio, several bright lights bearing on her from all angles. Even more distressing was the way she was dressed – much like the porno that Ron had on his computer, Kim was wearing a garter, hose and fuck-me-hard high heels that were strapped on tight. Kim looked around like she was possessed when she saw a scantily clad Shego filling her nails.
“About time you woke up, Cupcake. I’ll get right to the point: I’ve played you. I’m not your friend, I drugged you, then I used Drakken’s Mind Sifter on you and got the names of Global Justice Secret Agents from you. I’ve sold that information and I’m proud to say that 62 of the 122 names you gave me are no longer breathing and I’m sure that number will go up a lot before the day is over. But don’t despair about them, they’re getting off easy with a bullet in the back of their heads. You are going to live the most horrible fate a woman can have. You’re going to be brutally raped by multiple men and it’s going to be streamed on the internet to every villain and every neckbeard in the world. I’m even going to make copies and send them to Global Justice, your parents and to Monkey Boy.
Shego got out of her chair, leaned over the now-terrified Kim Possible, grabbed her throat and squeezed, cutting off her air and slowly strangling her.
“And then, you loathsome cunt, after you’ve been raped by 100 men, I’m going to throw you into a dungeon and when you heal up enough, I’m going to rape every hole with my Godzilla Strap-On. You’re going to think your ass is Tokyo when I’m finished.”
With tears in her eyes, Kim squeaked out, “Why?” when Shego released her iron grip from Kim’s throat.
A triumphant Shego answered, “Because I hate you. I despise you and I want you to suffer. The millions of dollars we’re making from this live streaming pales next to the satisfaction of destroying you. I will kill you, but not before taking every shread of dignity away from you, then, I’m going to murder your entire family. It’s going to be a couple’s-thing that Drakken and I are going to do together. Then, we’re going to fuck while you drown in an aquarium that Drakken has constructed for this singular purpose. The last thing you get to see in this life will be our ‘O-faces’ as we cum and you go!”
Kim was now beyond terrified when Shego yelled, “Bring the herd in! Rape this bitch silly!”
Before long, all of Kim’s holes were being used at once, her shoes had been stripped off her feet, her stockings were torn and heard the henchmen yelling, “Her Pussy Juices never stop!”, “This damned bitch is sucking me dry!” and “Her asshole is like a milking machine!”
“Goddamned, Princess, you’re a fucking natural at this!” she heard Shego mock as she sharpened her nails.
“I’m nothing more than Shego’s fuck-pet!” Kim thought as a large and long cock snaked its way through her mouth and down her throat.
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Again, you should feel ashamed that an Anonymous has to point this out to someone who has had an account since 2008. Don't be whiny babies.
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>dork commissioner with delusions of grandeur