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Wrong Possible - Part 5

Feb 03, 2021

Thinking that Kim was a no-show and having not quite gotten his fill from watching Ann and Shego the night before, Dr Drakken wakes up the next morning in an especially randy mood.  Still in his pajamas and looking to take full advantage of his prisoner while Shego is asleep, Drakken wanders the corridors almost gleefully, finally stopping at Shego's door to peer into her bedroom.  Unbeknownst to him however, Kim has already snuck into his not-so-secret liar in the wee hours of the morning and spirited her mother away. 


Shego, completely naked, laying face down and spread eagle across her bed, snores into a pillow.  All manner of devices, toys, and half-used tubes of lubricant lay scattered across the room from the previous nights escapades.  Ann however, is nowhere to be seen, save for a single piece of paper laying at the foot of the bed.  Picking up the note, Drakken instantly recognizes the handwriting: 


"Dear Shego, You snore like Curly from the Three Stooges.  XOXOXO  Luv, Kim."


Doc: Muthafucker!  Shego!  

Shego: (talking in her sleep) *snore* No, mommy *snort* I don' wanna ride the pony. *snore*

Doc: SHEGO!!

Shego: (half asleep, irritated) What?  Whaaaat?!  Alright, alright!  I'm up already.  Jesus, Doc, do you even know what time it is?

Doc: (furious, waving the note at her) See this?!?  DID YOU SEE THIS?!?

Shego: Well, let's review, shall we?  I was asleep...you woke me up...so, no.  Any more stupid questions?


Shego reaches for her phone to see what time it is and then makes a half-hearted attempt to cover her naughty bits with a pillow as she rolls over and sits up.  Drakken tosses the note at her, angrily.


Shego: Wow...it's after noon?  Man, that woman...mmmph.

Tossing her phone aside, Shego grabs the note.  Blinking and squinting her eyes as she tries to focus on it, Shego's lips move as she reads it.  

Shego: Awww, how cute...she puts little hearts over her i's.


Annoyed, Shego balls up the piece of paper and tosses it back at Drakken, bouncing it off his chest.


Shego: Sooo, you woke me up for...that?  Doc, she sneaks in here all the...  Wait, I do not snore like...!  Do I?

Doc: You let my prisoner escape, you...you...you Jezebel! 

Shego: Ohh, says the guy who gets his jollies off after repeatedly kidnapping the wrong redhead.  I've lost count...what was that, the sixth or seventh time?  I won't even count the little bug-eyed chick you scared the living shit out of...and we still didn't get a single dime for her either.  I'm starting to sense a theme here, Doc.

Doc: (his face suddenly flushes bright red with anger) Whh-why, you insolent, impetuous, contemptuous...!  How dare you insinuate that I...?!  I have nothing but the fiduciary assets of this villainous organization in mind when I...!!

Shego: Alright, alright...take it down a notch there, Merriam-Webster.  You look a little more flustered and pent up than usual, so I'll tell you what.  Instead of us hurling insults at each for the next coupla hours...probably ending with me incinerating my boss...why don't we do something a little more...?


Still holding the pillow in front of her, Shego swings her legs over the side of the bed, and stands with a mischievous smile. 


Shego: ...productive.


On her tip-toes, doing her best 'model walk' past Drakken and across the room, she stops and turns around in the open doorway.  Leaning her hip against the door jam, she gives him a come-hither finger gesture.  Slightly bewildered, Drakken ambles towards her, an eyebrow raised in suspicion.  When he's within arms reach, Shego reaches out and does a walking gesture with her middle and index fingers up Drakken's chest, ending with her index finger pressed against his lips.


Shego: Mmmm, love it when you get all Oxford-English dictionary on me.  Why don't you go back to your room and put on something a little less (looks down at Drakken's pajamas)...'that'...and a little more 'supervillian'.  Come back and I'll put on something a little more...


Shego smiles enticingly as she slowly runs the tip of her index finger back down Drakken's chest, stopping only to hook her finger into the waistband of his pajama bottoms.


Shego: ...restrainable.


Original Art by Gagala

Edits by Phillipthe2

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