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Kimitation is the Sincerest Form of Flattery

Chapter IV. So Many Kims, So Little Time. Part 2.

She backed away, as did Monique, and Kim tried to disengage herself from B33. The clone didn’t want to let go, and the other girls had to help pull her hands off Kim, while she made sounds of distress. Then it took a few attempts to get the door closed, as B33 kept sticking her hands through the bars. Kim finally pushed another button and B33 yelped, having received a little shock from the floor. A couple more shocks forced her to back up a couple of steps. “That’s the same system used to drive them through the tunnels. It doesn’t really hurt them, but it stings a little.”

Kim closed the outer door before B33 could get back to the bars. “Wow, and guys think we are clingy.”

“Aw, the poor thing. If I had nothing to do but sit in a cell all day, never seeing anybody, I’d be like that too.”

“Good thing they don’t have the capacity for boredom. Okay, our display Kim is right here too, on the other side.”

The girls turned around and Kim opened the door of K26’s cell. This clone was not quite as affectionate as B33 had been, but not hostile like K45. “I’ve done her a few times, but not as many as B33. Their memory sucks, like the rest of their mental abilities. They have to experience something a lot before it starts to sink in. I hear the toilet training was hell.”

Monique checked out Kim-26’s equipment. “Whoa, she’s bigger.”

Kim grinned. “A little. Bonnie has bigger tits than I do, but if we had been guys I would have had the bigger tool.”

Monique got K26 hard. “I can work with this. She’s invited too, right?”

“Yeah, let me pack her up and then we can get this thing started.”

K26 was unhappy about being separated from Kim, but not desperate like B33 had been. It only took a couple of tries to close the door, and no shocks were necessary.

Kim led the girls out of the containment area. “The clones will be delivered to us.”

A few minutes later they were in the research area. Kim went up to the computer console and logged in, using an account that Wade had given her. “Okay, who wants what?”

Tara was hesitant. “Would it offend you if I took all Bonnies? I’ve known her since kindergarten, and the idea of being fucked by her, really fucked and not strapons, makes me so wet I can’t believe it.”

“Aw, that’s sweet,” Bonnie said, kissing her.

“I’m the same way with Kim,” Monique said. “But I do want one Bonnie for my ass. I don’t think I can take Kim’s donkey dong up my tailpipe.”

Kim looked at Bonnie. “What about you?”

Bonnie grinned. “Half and half. And I don’t want you in my ass either.” Read the rest of this entry »

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Chapter IV. So Many Kims, So Little Time. Part 1.

Kim just grinned. “C’mon.” She led the way back into the antechamber. “Before we go into the other door, let’s rest out here where there are chairs.”

Before sitting down, Tara went over to the left-hand door to see what was on the placard. Her eyes widened in confusion. The symbol appeared to be a combination of male and female. “What the fuck? Kim, what does this mean?”

“It means that you ain’t seen nothing yet.”

“C’mon, girl,” Monique grumbled. “Quit fucking with our heads. What is going on? I’m not going in there unless you spill it.”

Kim sighed. “Oh, all right. I would have liked to have seen the look on your faces, but I guess somebody might have fainted. Okay, here it is. Roughly half of the clones have dicks.”

Bonnie’s jaw dropped. “You mean Drakken fucked around with X and Y and made male versions of us? Everything the same except gender? You know, hair color, eye color, IQ, all that?”

“No, this set of clones is exactly like us. Except that they have dicks instead of pussies.”

“But, but, how could he do that? Why would he do that? These clones were supposed to work in whorehouses. How many guys would want to fuck a girl with a dick?”

“Well, don’t forget there are some weird motherfuckers out there. But I don’t think there would be enough of those to justify 50%. I personally think it was a fuckup in his cloning process.”

“Why didn’t you just ask him?”

“We did, but he wouldn’t tell us. He goes on and on about his plans when he has me suspended above a tank of sharks, but when I get loose and take him down he gets all pissy and clams up.” She sighed again. “So do you guys want to play with them or not? We can just go home if you don’t want to.”

“I don’t know,” Tara said. “Just when I thought this night couldn’t get any weirder…”

“What do you know about weird?” Bonnie wanted to know. “There isn’t a version of you running around with a swinging dick.”

“I want to at least see one of them,” Monique said.

The girls argued for another 15 minutes or so. Finally Kim said, “We need to do something if we’re gonna. If we keep farting around we’ll have to go home anyway. If I come home late Mom will punish me for real.”

“I’m going in with Kim,” Monique said. “If you guys don’t want to, you can go on back and we’ll take a taxi.”

Bonnie threw up her hands. “Oh, all right! But if I need therapy after this, I’m sending you guys the bill.”

“Calm down, Bonnie,” Kim said. “You’re more skittish than the clones. Okay, then. Before we go in, who do you guys want to play with? Another first-timer or one I’ve been doing for a while? The virgins get a bigger thrill out of it, as you just saw, but we have to spend time calming them down first. You don’t have to go through so much of that with the repeats. And we won’t have to do it through the bars. They are docile enough that we can just go into the cell.”

“Let’s do a repeat,” Tara said. “It was fun giving K45 her first orgasm, but if we play with veterans we may have time to do both a Kim and a Bonnie. I want to at least see both with a dick.”

Kim was thoughtful. “Why don’t we do both at once? In fact, I think we should have a full-blown orgy. I normally play with four clones at the same time, a triple-penetration and one to just cum on me. So that would be sixteen for all of us. I can have the computer move them into a holding area. There’s a series of tunnels from the cells to the research areas. The computer herds them along with mild shocks in the floor.”

The girls exhanged startled glances, then indicated agreement with the plan.

“How do you want to break it down? An even number of Kims and Bonnies for each of us?”

“No offense to either of you,” Monique said, “but I want to see what they are packing first.”

Everyone laughed at that. “Okay. I think you’ll be happy with either, but let’s have a look and then you can decide.”

Inside the corridor, Kim opened the door of the first Bonnie cell they passed. The other girls backed away, but Kim said, “Don’t worry. This is one of the tame ones.”

Bonnie-33 initially snarled like the other clone had done, but then she saw Kim and looked perplexed. “That’s right, it’s Kim, you remember me, don’t you?” At the sound of Kim’s voice, B33 finally made the connection and reached out for her. But not to attack her. Kim stepped forward and B33 just held her, pressing her head against Kim’s cheek and making happy noises.

“Wow, they can be affectionate,” Tara said.

“Yeah, but it takes a while. You have to be with them a bunch of times to get this kind of reaction.” She kissed B33, then looked at Monique. “Well?”

“Well what?”

“Is her tool adequate or not?”

“Shit, I forgot to look!” Monique took a close look at the clone’s dick. “Not bad at all. Can I see what it looks like hard?”

“Be my guest. She won’t mind.”

Monique licked Bonnie-33’s dick and stroked it lightly. She used her tongue all the way up and down. The dick started responding right away as its owner, still embracing Kim, made little noises of pleasure. Monique put it into her mouth and sucked on it slowly. She stuck her arms through the bars and squeezed B33’s ass. “Mmmmmm.” In a short time, the dick was completely rigid. “Yeah, this will work.”

“Okay, then, get up and let me put her back in the box.”

Monique looked up at Kim. “I shouldn’t get her hard and then walk away. I don’t give guys blue balls, and I won’t do it to her.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll see her again in a few minutes. She’s on the guest list for the orgy. She’ll have her chance to get off.”

“Let me at least get a good look at the dick before you put her up,” Bonnie said, dropping to her knees besides Monique. “After all, in a way, it’s my dick. I guess it’s what I would have had if there had been a Y chromosome.” She examined the dick, sucked it herself a couple of times, then sighed. “This feels so fucking strange. Yep, better schedule the therapy.”

She stood up and looked at B33’s face carefully. “This is the first time I’ve been able to see one of mine up close. The last time they were chasing me around and I didn’t want to get too close. I have an urge to comb her hair, but it would take forever with all the tangles.”

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Suddenly there was a scream of rage and Kim-45 appeared, snarling and throwing her naked body against the bars while trying to grab Monique. In shock, Monique staggered backwards against Tara and stepped on the blonde girl’s foot with all her weight. When Tara cried out in pain, Kim-45 immediately stopped clawing the air and dropped her arms. She stood there against the bars with a confused look on her face for several seconds, then went into a rage again.

“That was weird,” Bonnie said. “What just happened?”

“It was the behavior inhibitor,” Kim responded. “Hearing Tara in pain shut her down temporarily, even though she didn’t directly cause it.”

“You’re right,” Bonnie said thoughtfully. “They are different from the old clones.”

Tara hadn’t seen the earlier Kimclones in person, just on the TV show, and she marvelled at how much this one resembled Kim. Of course, her hair was a mess, but you wouldn’t expect a mindless clone to worry about personal grooming. “She looks like she just stepped out of the shower.”

“Maybe she did. The automatic hosedown happens several times a day.”

The clone was still trying to grab someone, and made inarticulate sounds of rage over the fact that she could not reach. “Hold her arms,” Kim said. “I’ll take one wrist and you get the other. Now.”

Kim and Bonnie each latched onto one of K45’s wrists. Needless to say, this upset her even more, and she struggled to get her hands free, making sounds of intermixed anger and distress. But they managed to hold onto to her and she eventually quit fighting so hard, finally getting it through her almost empty head that she was wasting her time. She continued to snarl at them and made periodic attempts to break free, but for the most part she was quiescent.

Kim spoke to the clone in a soothing voice. “That’s better, baby girl. No one is going to hurt you. Monique, take this arm.” After the other girl did so, she said, “Ease off, you’re pulling her against the bars too hard. We don’t want to hurt her.”

Kim approached the cell slowly, again making calming sounds. The clone again tried to get her hands free and went into another frenzy of growling. Kim reached through the bars and stroked her gently on the neck. K45 tried to bite, but of course could not reach her own neck. Kim continued caressing her neck, getting her used to the idea of being touched. Then she started running her hands slowly and gently all over the clone’s naked body, gradually working her way into the intimate areas.

K45 appeared to be confused by these strange new sensations, but the sounds she was making were no longer angry in nature. Kim softly spoke to her again. “You like that, don’t you? Tara, come and take over. Just feel her up all over. But don’t make any sudden movements. Take it slow and gentle.”

Tara cautiously approached the cell and started handling K45 as the real Kim had done. She also continued the calming sweet talk, telling K45 what a good girl she was and so on. The clone was shaking a little as Tara gently squeezed the tits and stroked the nipples. Now K45 was making sounds more like a normal girl under the same stimulation.

K45 was not trying to get her hands free any more, concentrating more on the feelings going through her body. Kim slowly took the hand Bonnie was holding and placed it on Bonnie’s tit, closing the clone’s fingers around it. K45 seemed to like touching it, as her little sounds of pleasure increased. Taking Kim’s lead, Monique did the same with the hand she was holding, placing it on her own tit. Kim took off her top and bra, then transferred the hand on Bonnie to her own bare tit. K45’s eyes were closed now and she was breathing harder, making her seem even more like a normal girl.

By now Bonnie was topless too, so she took K45’s other hand away from Monique and pressed it on her tit. She manipulated the fingers to brush her nipples.

Monique stuck her face though the bars and started sucking K45’s tits, causing the clone to moan and rest her chin on one of the crossbars. Tara began rubbing her pussy, making the moaning louder. K45’s body started to writhe, and she opened her legs wider.

“Wow, that was handy,” Tara said. “I was wondering how I would get her legs open. I think I’ll lick her now. You said she was clean, right?”

“Sure. Do her. But if you finger her too, be careful of her cherry.”

Tara looked at Kim in surprise. “Does that really matter? I mean, it’s not as if she is saving herself for some guy. She doesn’t even know she has a cherry.”

“Just remember that she’s fully intact. She hasn’t ridden horses or bicycles and she hasn’t diddled herself. She’s like an 50s-style Ozzie and Harriet virgin who hasn’t done anything. It might hurt if you break her, or at least make her uncomfortable. It might distract her from sex and we could wind up fighting her again.”

“Good point. I’ll be careful.” Tara gently spread K45 open and made a tentative lick, then analyzed the taste. Just like Kim, she thought. Well, duh, Tara, she IS Kim. She started licking in earnest. With one hand she gently probed into the pussy. With the other, she unzipped her jeans, pushed her hand into her panties, and started playing with herself.

By now the other girls were diddling themselves as well, while still stimulating K45. The clone was now moaning nonstop and thrashing her head around, totally oblivious to anything other than the sensations flowing through her. Tara was licking and fingering her, Monique was sucking her tits, Bonnie was squeezing her hand between her own tits, Kim was rubbing K45’s other hand against her pussy.

“Wow,” Bonnie panted. “She’s really enjoying it.”

“Well, it is her first time. It’s kind of overwhelming for her.”

They continued on like that for several minutes. “I think she’s gonna cum,” Kim said. “Let’s try to cum with her.” Kim put K45’s hand on her shoulder, to avoid dropping it and walked up her arm to the bars. She put her own arm around her duplicate’s back in case she collapsed after cumming. Then she did herself feverishly.

Everyone came pretty close together, including K45, who screamed from the force of it. Her body spasmed several times. Then she started crying. Sure enough, she went limp and would have fallen down if Kim had not been holding her. After recovering from their own orgasms, the girls reached through the bars and eased K45 down to the floor, handing her off to each other at the crossbars.

The clone continued crying for a minute or two and then fell asleep.

“Is she okay?” Monique asked.

“Sure. They always do this the first time. It’s just a little intense to cum when you don’t even know what sex is.”

One of K45’s feet was sticking out of the bars. Kim pushed it back inside and then closed the outer door.

“That was fun,” Tara said. “Are we going to try a Bonnie now? After we rest a little?”

“I have no problem with it,” Bonnie said. “It’ll be a little weirder for me, but if Kim can handle it, so can I.”

“Okay, we can do a B-model,” Kim said, “but not one of these. This time we’re going through the other door so we can walk on the wild side.”

“Having sex with clones isn’t wild enough?”

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Bonnie stopped the car, and everyone got out. “Where in the hell are we?” The sign on the building said Bedderman Research Institute. “What is this, Kim? You need help with your science fair project? I thought you had your own private geek for that kind of shit.”

“My private geek is the reason I know about this place,” Kim said as they approached the security door. “These guys owed Wade a favor and he got me in.” She used a keycard and typed in a code on the keypad. “Full access any time I want.”

“To do what? Experiments?” Tara asked. “I thought we were supposed to be having fun.”

Kim grinned. “We will. You’ll see.” She led the other girls through semi-dark halls, just security lighting on. “Do you guys remember when Drakken was on a clone-making kick? When he was trying to build an army of Kimclones?”

“How could I forget that?” Bonnie asked. “He made a bunch of me too, and the fucking things were trying to kill me. Being chased around Taco Bueno by myself would have given me nightmares if you hadn’t destroyed all of them with the soda.”

“That’s the thing. He made more of them.”

Bonnie stopped so suddenly that Monique crashed into her. “What? More of those things? But…but…you said they destroyed the DNA he took from us! How could he make more clones?”

“He stashed it away before he got caught. He broke the hair strand he got from me into two pieces, and he did the same with yours. All it takes is a single cell. The authorities confiscated one half of the strands, but he still had the other somewhere. The samples from Ron and Rufus were too short to split like that, so he lost those.”

“Thank god for small favors. One copy of Doofus is enough. But are you saying that there are more duplicates of you and me terrorizing the countryside?”

“So not the drama. Drakken got busted again and they were all captured.”

“And destroyed, right?”

“Not exactly. He used a new process and the soda doesn’t work any more. They are much closer to living human beings this time and killing them is a ethical dilemma.” Kim took a deep breath and plunged ahead. “They’re here.”

“Here? In this building? Oh my fucking god!” Bonnie started shaking uncontrollably and started to run.

Kim grabbed her. “Bonnie, calm down! They’re under control! Not only are they confined, but they’ve been fitted with behavioral modifiers to prevent them from harming anyone. They’re still mindless and still want to hurt people, but they can’t. Not much, anyway. All they can do is just rough you up a little.”

“Did the scientist guys put the muzzle on them?” Monique asked.

“Believe it or not, Drakken did. He didn’t want to make an army this time. He was going to open a franchise of Kim Possible whorehouses all over the country. Sort of like ‘you’ve seen Kim and Bonnie on TV and now you can fuck them.’ It almost makes sense for a Drakken scheme.”

“This is too weird for words,” Bonnie groaned. “Thousands of guys across America banging a whore who looks just like me?”

“Well, I wouldn’t call them whores because they wouldn’t have gotten paid.” Kim sighed. “Get a grip, Bonnie. That’s what he planned to do. That scheme went down the tubes like all the others, and this time we made sure we got all the DNA.”

“Okay,” Tara said. “The Kim and Bonnie clones are here. Why are we here?”

Kim grinned. “We’re going to have sex with them.”

Bonnie, Tara, and Monique yelled in unison. “What!?!?!?”

“You’ve got to be shitting me,” Bonnie said, jaw hanging slack.

“Nope. It’ll be fun. They aren’t like before, not quite. Remember, they can’t hurt you.”

“But how can we have sex with them?” Tara asked. “If they are mindless, they won’t know how to eat a pussy or finger one. How can we eat theirs if they want to beat the shit out of us? And I don’t want to anyway. They probably don’t know much about hygiene either.”

“Actually, the automation in their cells keeps them clean. They get hosed down regularly, soap and rinse, just like a car wash. Plus, they’ve had rigorous toilet training and the toilets have a builtin douche system. And they automatically clean everything else down there too.”

“But still, what are we going to do with one of them?”

“It’s probably easier if I just show you. Come on.”

Kim led the girls on down the hall, Bonnie reluctantly bringing up the rear, until they reached a door with “Kimclone Containment” on it. It also had a sign that said “Danger,” which didn’t improve Bonnie’s state of mind in the slightest.

Kim had to use a different card and entry code for this door, plus a retinal scan. One the inside was an antechamber and two more doors. Kim led them through the one on the right, into a corridor lined with doors.

As she passed through the righthand door, Tara noticed that a placard next to it displayed the standard female symbol. I don’t get it, Tara thought. The clones are all of Kim and Bonnie so they are ALL female. What is the other door for?

Kim led them down a few cells and then stopped. “It doesn’t matter which one we pick,” she said. “They’re all the same.”

“The numbering of the cells is fucked up,” Bonnie said, trying to keep her voice steady. “Here’s K45 right next to B19.”

“It’s not the cell, it’s the occupant. That’s Kim-45 and Bonnie-19.”

“Are you fucking serious? They have serial numbers?”

“Of course. How else can you tell them apart? The number is tattooed on their thighs, but I don’t know whether Drakken did that or the people here. So which do you want to check out?”

“K45,” Bonnie said. “I’m not ready to meet one of mine yet. If ever.”

“Okay, I’m opening the door.” The other girls gasped. “Relax, it’s the outer door and there are bars on the inside. But you do need to stand back, out of her reach.”

Kim used her card on the cell door while the other three girls flattened themselves against the opposite door. Kim stepped back herself as the door rose into the ceiling. The cell appeared to be empty, though the lights were on inside.

“Where is she?” Monique asked. Assuming the cell was unoccupied, she stepped forward so she could get a closer look.

“Watch out,” Kim said. “You can’t see the whole cell from here. She is in there.”

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“So what’s the big mystery?” Tara demanded, as the four girls lounged on Kim’s bed. “You said we were doing something different tonight.”

“Absolutely,” Kim confirmed. “It’s so different you won’t fucking believe it.”

“Well?” Bonnie said, with raised eyebrows.

Kim grinned. “Later. Let’s finish our snacks first. Besides, it won’t happen here. We’ll be going out.”

“C’mon, girl,” Monique persisted. “At least give us a hint or something.”

Kim reached over and lifted up Monique’s skirt. “Yep, they’re in a bunch, all right.” Kim pretended to straighten out the panties, then rubbed Monique’s pussy through them.

Monique saw that she wasn’t getting anywhere, so she dropped it. “It better be worth all this drama.”

The girls chattered about everything and nothing. They didn’t say much about the upcoming cheer competition, to avoid leaving Monique out of the conversation.

A few moments later there was a knock on the door, and then Kim’s mom entered the room. “Kimmie, I just wanted you to know that your father and I are going out. Do you girls need anything before we go?”

“No, Mom,” Kim said, “we’re good. In fact, we’re going somewhere ourselves in a little while.”

“All right,” Dr. Possible said. “Just don’t forget this is a school night.” She started to leave, then suddenly went rigid. “What is that?” Her voice was thick with fury.

Kim looked where she was pointing. “Oh, uh, it’s a candy wrapper. I missed the trash can.”

Mom’s voice was deadly. “What did I tell you about making a mess in your room?”

“Chill, Mom. It’s just a wrapper. I’ll pick it up. Jeez.”

But Kim never got the chance. As she reached for the offending bit of paper, her mother grabbed her violently by the wrist, and pulled her across the room toward the bed. Then in one swift movement, Dr. Possible sat on the bed and jerked Kim down over her knee. Kim cried out in confusion. “What the— Mom, what are you doing?” Before she knew what was happening, her skirt had been pulled up and her panties down. Then all she felt was pain as her mom started spanking the shit out of her. “Owwwwwww! Jesus, Mom, not in front of everybody! Owwww! Fuck!” The bad language got her hit harder, which produced still more profanity, resulting in a spiral reminiscent of the scene between the Blues Brothers and the Penguin. Soon Kim was unable to speak at all, busy sobbing uncontrollably. By the time her mom was finished, Kim’s ass was so red that it probably would have glowed in the dark. She just laid there crying, barely noticing when her mom helped her up and deposited her on the bed face down. Read the rest of this entry »

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Kim was exhausted. It had been a grueling practice, but with the big competition only a couple of days away, there was no choice but to go all out. She was happy with everyone’s performance, and felt confident that they would do well in the competition. Surprisingly enough, Drakken and her other regulars had been quiet lately, so there had been no interruptions. They were all up to something, of course, but with luck their next round of dumbass plans would not be implemented until after the cheer competition. The film crew for the “Kim Possible” reality show was packing up. If the show had been produced by MTV or VH1, the crew might have followed the squad into the locker room, with fuzzing out of naughty bits. But the show was aired on the Disney Channel, so the locker room was totally verboten.

Kim fell into step beside Tara. “My ass is dragging.”

“Tell me about it. But look on the bright side. It’s Tuesday.”

Kim perked up. Tuesday was the one day of the week when none of the other girls’ athletic teams were practicing at the same time as the cheer squad. They would have the locker room to themselves. And more importantly, the showers. Kim felt herself getting a little moist in anticipation.

When able to shower in privacy, the cheerleaders normally showered in groups of three, dictated by the shape of the shower area and the placement of the shower heads. It was awkward for four or more to share the same shower head.

Kim, Tara, and Bonnie were Tuesday shower buddies, one of the threesomes. The others found this a little peculiar, given the animosity between Kim and Bonnie, but they assumed Tara acted as referee, providing a buffer between the other two. They were so used to Kim and Bonnie arguing that they hardly heard it any more. It was like background noise. Read the rest of this entry »

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