Kim Possible Pornography Story: Come Dancing Chapter 1

Come Dancing

Chapter
1

The brightly lit hallways of the Middleton Secondary School were
noisy and more than a just little crowded as young people moved from
one class to another class. It was keep as tidy as possible
considering several thousand uncaring youth spent most of their day
sheltered here. Protracted stretches of the cement block laneways
were painted a brownish orange colour, resembling the natural tint of
lovely pale wood paneling, almost. Long patches of standardized
white lockers reached upwards towards the ceiling, a dial lock was
integrated into each metal hatchway along with several air slates.
These long holes were a necessity for many a student seemed to forget
old gym clothes or leftover lunches for long periods of time, no more
explanation is really necessary.

Although the staff and students had grown used to the aroma that
hung in the air, a visitor to the school might take notice. It was a
combination of a number of things. Pails of garbage that filled up
quickly, unwashed bodies, others that applied a more than liberal
amount of fragrance in hopes of attracting the opposite sex; if a dab
is good a litre is better could bring a stinging sensation to the
eyes as the nose hairs were burned down to their foundation.
Numerous other scents mingled within from science experiments gone
aerie to the unmistakable aroma of something known as mystery meat
and you dont want to know what that is.

This hallway like all the others in this and every other school had
the bland wall broken up with large cork boards informing the student
body of indispensable information about upcoming events such as
dances, football games, no running in the halls, beware of the
meatloaf and others things deemed important to academic survival.
One of the many clocks firmly mounted upon the wall showed the time
old school, hands revolving around a numbered face, no one had yet
bothered to switch to the new digital way of doing things. This may
come as no surprise but some minor niners entered not knowing how to
read the devise.

Many deep blue classroom doorways lined the walkway these allowed
the aforementioned students to drink from the well of knowledge held
within each cavernous expanse. This would happen regardless of
whether the scholar wished it to continue or not. Each portal was
the same heavy block of metal with a large tinted window encased
within a wire mesh.

Despite the fact that a shadow seemed to cover each doorway in a
haze of gloom the remainder of the foyer was quite luminous. Male
and female participants lounged and chatted, doing various sundry
activities between classes; they seemed to remain oblivious to the
one very attractive girl that wondered down the center of the
corridor. Hardly a sound was made as she padded her way down the
passage.

Her long red hair fell to the middle of her back and swayed to and
fro with her every step. A lovely round face encased a luminous set
of green eyes that seemed to sparkle like brilliant amethyst jewels.
Her lips were round but maybe a little thin and today were pressed
tightly together as she hummed the latest Oh Boyz tune. To top this
prettiness off was a pert little nose jutting out just slightly
front. Not much make up was needed to accentuate this bit of
prettiness, it just wasnt necessary, although truth be know make
up was not really something she was good at.

Her body was not tall but very long and lean with a heavy build up
of muscles. When this young lady wore her smart little cheer
costume, she was the captain of the squad, one could see on close
examination numerous scars and damage from copious incidences. The
final noticeable bit; other than a round firm bottom was a lovely
long set of legs.

This vision of alluring femininity had chosen for her garments a
long sleeved blue t-shirt, cut low about the chest. A pair of dark
jeans were applied to her lower half; snuggled firmly to her
derriere but loose fitting about the lower legs. Finishing off the
ensemble was a dark pair of running shoes. The books from her last
class were pressed tight against her chest, held by both arms as they
were large tombs that carried some weight.

With a rather leisurely hock to the left she came to her
destination, at least for the time being. Shifting the burden to her
left hand the right twisted the battered dial first to the left, then
around to the right and finally to the left again, this correct use
of the combination allowed her to enter the tiny cabinet. The small
space was like any other students with the exception of the contents.
With very little space to spare a computer complete with printer had
been shoe horned in, making the already the tiny space even more
cramped. An odd array of wires came out the top resembling rabbit
ears of ancient television lore. Actually they were rabbit ear
aerials with slight modifications turning them into a crude makeshift
radio antenna, good for picking up signals from space.

Depositing the volumes carefully on the top shelf of her locker,
something she needed to do upon the very tips of her toes. She
closed the door with a clattering thump and made ready for her next
and final class of the day, dusting her shirt off before she
proceeded.

KIM! a shout came from one side.

Taken slightly by surprise, normally a ninja would be unable to
sneak up upon her but with so many voices and footfalls sometimes
little things became lost in the clutters.

Where were you yesterday? Besides her was Kim Possibles
best female friend, Monique. A striking young lady to say the least,
her long jet black hair was pulled back tight and held with a flimsy
clip at the base of her skull. The remainder of the mass poofed out
and grew progressively larger as it neared the base of her spine.
Her chocolate brown tinted anatomy was full of the most wonderful
curves from the top of her shoulders down past her breathtaking hips,
over her shapely legs and ending up at her delicate toes. This style
minded fashionesta, while not able to afford the latest cloture did
try her best with the advantage of an employee discount. Dressed all
in azure with a light t-shirt marked with a large white numeral three
directly down the center. Her short mid thigh skirt was a matching
navy, it was a nice loose fitting garment that gave a little sway to
her step. To accessorize this little ensemble was a large pair of
circular plum earrings and a tight choker style necklace. Her dark
eyes looked with uncertainty at her best chum.

The pair turned and began to make their way to the next class which
the duo had in mutual. It was a gym class and no books would be
necessary for the next little while. Year book committee meeting
Kim replied you know they can not make a decision on their own.
Yesterday was a dilemma about the font for the cover of the book.
She waved her hand in a dismissive fashion. So not the drama.
Finishing the sentence off with one of her favourite and sometimes
over used catch phrases.

Wheres Ron then? the lovely coloured girl inquired only
half listening to the answer given to her previous question.

Taking a second before she realize that her boyfriend and long time
best friend was not in his usual spot, beside her. OhIm
making him get a little extra math homework. Im trying to ensure
he gets into a good collage. There was a slight grumbling from
beside but the content remained under the other girls breath. I
want to thank you for yesterday.

Monique seemed slightly surprised What for?

Well since the next two weeks the boys and girls gym classes are
merged together doing dancing the word dancing came out as a vial
statement and you willingly risked life and limb so Ron would have
a partner. Kim smiled over at her friend in a show of gratitude.

Ohahwell it was no big deal. The other girl sputtered
not looking her friend in the eye.

With a sweep of her hand Kim continued Now that Im back no
other girl in the class need worry, I shall take full responsibility
for Ron so no other female need worry about injury. She shifted
her walk so as to nudge Monique in a hip to hip style of playful
banter.

Dont worry about that Kim; Im sure you can palm him off on
some other girl if you chose to dance with someone else. Monique
wouldnt look her friend in the eye as she held open the gymnasium
doors for both herself and Kim to pass through.

Why would I want to do that for?

Well you never know, you just might want to experiment with
something new.

But I love my Ron.

I didnt say you didnt, but it might be nice to take a test
drive in a different model. You know rev up the engine before you go
back to the vehicle you enjoy so much. Kim looked over confused,
not really understanding what her friend was getting at. I dont
think Ron told you, why would he, but theres one real hottie in
his class, a real bit of eye candy. Her face seemed to radiate as
she talked about the boy.

Monique why would I

Oh look there he is. Monique cut in before Kim could finish her
sentence.

Automatically Kim fallowed her friends outstretched finger and the
girl was right he was a very big helping of eye candy. Tall, dark
and handsome did not begin to describe this lad. Whoa Monique
youre right Looking around in shocked surprise as her
friend had vanished from sight leaving Kim all by her lonesome in the
middle of the gym floor.

Hiyoure Kim Possible? the fellow classmate asked now
standing directly before her.

Letting out a giggle our red hair beauty daintily held out one hand
allowing herself to be introduced to this most definite bit of
beefcake. As he gently shook her fingers he bowed ever so slightly
and Kim let out another giggle turning a shade of red similar to that
of her long mane Would you like to dance?

Another giggle IIreally should dance with my boyfriend.
She stammered.

Well if you

Alright you two are partners! the teacher stated rushing by
patting the pair on their respective heads. Kim felt stunned, unable
to reply. Kimberly where is Ronald? the teacher had turned
back towards her questioning about the lack of her boyfriend in the
class.

Who? Uhhes getting extra work in math. Turning back to
the towards the hunky gent standing over her. Kim with her fingers
knotting uncontrollably before her waste, a grin that was large and
unusually showing quite a lot of tooth, her cheeks were still a deep
crimson colour. I want him to get into a good collage. The boy
just nodded but said nothing, her smile said it all.

The instructor standing in the center of the gym turned about to
glance at each participant now paired with a member of the opposite
sex. Let us begin. Gentlemen one hand on the ladies hip the
other holding her hand. Ladies your free hand should be on his
shoulder. An electric jolt seemed to pass through Kim as the
boys fingers gently caressed her hip, the smile never seemed to
leave her face as she stared in a very goofy manner at the young
mans pretty face.

There was a clatter of the heavy doors pounding open and Kim gazed
over at the commotion. Ah good Ronald youre here. The
professor cried clapping her hands together in joy. Penny youre
with Ronald.

He looked over at her hurt but Kim looked as helpless as she could.
Her smile was nervous as she shrugged; hands waving about ever so
slightly making it seem that this wasnt at least partially her
fault that she was not paired up with her lover.

Kim watched in the arms of another man as the girl Penny, assigned to
be Rons dance partner, leapt high into the air arms merrily
pumping in front and squealed in joyful delight. Kim snarled as the
girl practically soared through the air landing squarely in Rons
arms, the girls own wrapped tightly about his neck, she even had
the nerve to kiss his upon the cheek. Every other girl in this vast
room shoulders sagged as an immensely depressed moan reverberated
through the cavernous hall.