A Kim Possible Fic - Something About Women (Futa/Female)

Story by WolfDragonGod

This is a story i have deiced do after much debate with myself if some wishes to post more to go with it they are free to do so. If you wish to now more about this story you can find it here on the site. I will post a link below. Note the quote i use in the begging is from the Movie 100 Girls.

http://www.kpslashhaven.net/viewtopic.php?f=71&p=104429#p104429

Okay Now that you all now this on with my try at a story.

Something About Women..

By WDG and Catrlgirl

Rated - R and up i guess.

Note - I don't own kim possible or anything.

Pairings - KimShegoYoriMonique....some way or another...i guess it all depends on you people reading or helping me...because i suck with romance.

Kim Possible dropped the pen she had be writing with and let it fall to the desk onto the book were her words could be seen as clear as day.

I love women.

I love those emerald pools masquerading as eyes.

Lips. I love smiles. And yawns. The eating.

With skin so soft, women are head to toe cashmere.

A woman’s skin inspires a man’s fingers to have Magellan’s love of exploration.

It’s women’s bellies that drive me wild.

It’s more than just the fact that it’s the only part of a woman’s body you can easily see naked.

The belly hints at the pleasures beyond.

You’re so near and yet so far.

Everything about a woman draws you to her sexuality.

The small triangle between her legs is like the head of an arrow which points – go here! Go here!

Or if you follow the graceful lines of the pectoralis major, it inevitably draws your eyes to the golden orbs. Climaxed by

the nipple.

God is in the details. And the nipple is His greatest detail.

She was sure she could keep this secret until her dying breath, along with her other one. The that she couldn't write about. Getting up, she stretched. She turned her desk light off, kicked off her slippers, and scrambled through a dresser drawer for pj's. She went to the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Locking it more out of habit than fear she turned the water on and let the steam fill the room. She pulled the Thick T-shirt over her head and shivered as a chill hit her. She let her pants follow along with her underwear and socks. She turned, preparing to step into the shower and caught sight of herself in the mirror. She took herself in. she smiled as she pranced a bit. Kim possible simply wasn't the type to lie... even to herself.

She knew she was different. She always had been. How many people went about saving the world on a regular basis. she loved her uniqueness and this was no different. She was a human, that never said no. She was built to make men and women alike crumble beneath her, stare or smile, drool in jealousy, or even worship in awe. She wiggled her arms and her legs, watchign the interplay of muscle carefully. She was built lean and tall, with a slight but strong tan body. She shook her head as the water splashed her from the shower she was half standing in. Her dark blood stained locks had once nearly reached her hips before she had cut it. When she reached the age of nineteen it had been too much to handle so she had cut it short and cropped it into a spiky dark bob that defied nature's law of gravity.

She was made to be a heart breaker from the day she was born into this world. Those green eyes that danced with electricity when she set them on you. Those long graceful legs that could smash bone but also tickle and cradle stuffed animals, and that bright shy smile that hid secrets. One her biggest secrets just happened to be just below the smooth tightly muscled flesh of her stomach, following the downward pull gravity to lay between her thighs. That's right Kim was a girl born with both parts she had a male part and a female part that where both framed by her dark red curls.

Kim sighed and got into the shower trying not to think too much about it. She had been living with this her whole life. She had nearly died when Ron ha switched bodies with her. How was she supposed to explain that? Once in the spray of the hot water she let it work her tense body. She gigled as the water ran into her eyes. Ron had been so cool about it.

"hey, KP, not like I wasn't familiar with the equipment.. well half of it anyway." Kim grabbed her soft body-sponge and the scented body wash her mother had gotten her. She loved it. It wasn't anything too girly or anything too manly. It smelled like bublles and it was warm and fresh. She let the day's stress pour out of her and down the shower drain.

The ginger go-getter, as a magazine had once called her pulled on a pair awesome purple pandroo boxers and a loose white t-shirt. Kim yawned and shook the dampness out of her wildly fraying hair. She peeked down the steps as if she was on a spy mission.

"Coast is clear," she whispered. Walking down the steps she carefully balanced her weight to make not a single sund. Yes! she thought as she opened the refriger

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