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[ Kim Possible ] The problem with secrets.	By : vzon20011 Category: +S through Z > Warhammer Fantasy Views: 3216 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, or IT'S characters. I don't own Warhammer, or it's characters. This is parody, fantasy fanfiction. Not for profit, just for fun.

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I posted this in the Kim Possible crossover section in the cartoons section. Since this is a crossover with Warhammer element, and since not many Warhammer fantasy stories are posted here. I hope the modes don't mind me posting this again here.
This story is inspired by the cult, and zombie classic movies. What if Ann Possible had a destructive secret fetish that caused her to choose brain surgery over another medical field? The thing about buried secrets is that they sometimes never go away. Somebody is going to make sure she pays for her sins. a Kim possible, and Warhammer crossover set in our present time. Guest starring Nurgle. The god of decay, and corruption.

chapter one

This chapter contains: female solo.

"It’s fascinating, isn‘t it?” asked a female voice. “Excuse me?,” asked Ann. The young medical school freshman moved back a long lock of red hair behind her ear. Standing next to her was a wannbe hippy girl about the same age. The hippy was attractive with long undone brown hair to her waist. Sandals on her feet, and a large leather bag. Silver piercing were her adornments. A white medical lab coat was worn over the outfit. “ In nature’s artistic way. I can tell your interested in the beauty of it too,” said the hippy looking down on a cadaver in front of them. The medical school training cadaver had it’s face covered, but it’s body was naked. Apparently the man in life had contracted something fatal. There were places on his body that were diseased before death.

“ Uh‘ I don‘t think so,” said Ann flushed. She was more into it than she wanted to admit to a stranger. Yet, there was something familar about the hippy. Ann breathed in a fall leaf scent fragrance. For a second she admired the beauty of the girl next to her. Her mind recalled a comment made by someone once. Who had talked about experimenting in college. A mental image showed the Hippy down between Ann's snow white legs. “ Hello, My name is Blossom, I’m a senior, and a teacher’s aid. I’m also a priestess of Nurgle. The god of decay, and corruption. You have an aura about you that tells me your like me.” “ I never heard of it,” said Ann felling apprehensive now. Her parents had told her that there would be weirdos trying to get beautiful girls to join cults in college. She needed to be careful. “Only a select few have,” said Blossom. Ann finally noticed that all of her other classmates already left the training lab. “Wow, look at the time,” said Ann. Making a show to look at her watch, and collecting her books. Blossom producing a tan colored business card with silver print to give to Ann. "Look Blossom, not to be rude. I’m not interested in some weird cult,” she said. “We see the beauty of disease,” said Blossom. " I‘m sorry. Not interested,” said Ann. “Well in case you change your mind,” said Blossom. Pushing the card deeply into one of Ann’s medical book pages. Ann walked on without noticing where it went.

Later that night Ann was studying in her sweat pants, and t-shirt. One barefoot rested on the leg of her roll chair. The other had it's toes clenched onto the narrow side wall of her desk. After a bit, Ann's thoughts drifted back to the cadaver earlier that day. She made comparisons of it’s afflictions to a plague victim seen in a medical magazine when younger. That image had made Ann want to enter the medical profession. She felt she could help cure people. ‘It’s a long road ahead, but worth it,’ thought Ann. Imagining herself being an a internal medicine doctor one day.

Stretching, and sitting back in the chair. Ann couldn't get back into her studies. Her mind wander some more. She started to imagine the cadaver’s disease spreading to more parts of it’s body. Then it was on her body too. This made Ann’s skin crawl with a tingling pleasant feeling. Her nipples became erect, and her virgin pussy lips swollen open with building pressure. She imagined the cadaver’s penis large, and hard now. Just like from a porn movie she seen at a bachelorette party once. Without much thought, Ann leaned back further into her chair spreading her legs wide. Her right hand slipped down into her sweat pants, and panties feeling the warm hairy wetness. Two fingers pushed further down inside her slippery slit. To rub in a circle on the favorite spot of her clitoris. A quick thought occurred to her. Making her left hand seek out a medical book on her desk. Fingers went directly to a dog eared page that began a chapter on genital disease. Ann thumbed through pages of both penis, and vagina photos while pleasuring herself.

A flipped page revealed Blossom’s card, making her stop. It was between two pages showing a vagina, and penis that apparently suffered from the same affliction. For some reason they both looked so beautiful, and attractive. Ann moved her fingers in, and out of her pussy rapidly making wet squishy noises. " Uhhhh, Uhhh," huffed out from her lips. Imagining the penis fucking her. It’s rough bumpy surface was able to satisfy her sensitive spots. Ann also licked her lips thinking about the vagina in the book. She imagined her tongue going across it’s hard tumor like surface. Pushing deeper inside to twirl around it‘s pebble harden clitoris. Ann moved her left hand under her shirt. Sliding the left side bra cup up to grasp her breast. She rolled, and pulled on the pale pink nipple with her fingers like a lover’s mouth sucking it. Her forefinger slightly brushed the sensitive top. This brought her orgasmic pressure up to. Ann increased her finger speed. It felt so good as her fingers slide over her harden clitoris. Not able to take it anymore. Ann’s pussy tighten, and her body rode an orgasmic wave causing it to spasm. Her toes curled as her bare feet came up unto her heels. “UGH!” escaped from her mouth.

Once spent, Ann limply sat in her chair. Muscles started to relax. Her breathing, and heart rate slowed down. After some time her mind focused back to studies. She picked up Blossom‘s card from the textbook to toss it, but slid it into her desk draw instead.

Trying her best to avoid Blossom after class. Ann would strike up a conversation with other students toward the end of the period. Walking out the door with them. This worked fine for a few days. Till it seemed Blossom really wanted to talk to Ann about something. Ann tried to ignore her, but Blossom stood in her path. “ Ann, I have something to show you in regards to what we were talking about the other day,” said Blossom. “ Sorry Blossom, but me, and Cindy here need to get going,” said Ann. “ Hey no problem. You, and her can talk. We’ll see each other later,” said Cindy not getting the hint. “ Fine, then see you later,” said Ann stuck. “ I have something wonderful to show you. Can you come with me tonight at nine o’clock. I promise it will be worth it,” said Blossom with a big smile. “ Well, I don’t know. I have a lot of studying to do,’ lied Ann. “ Please,” said Blossom with a puppy dog look. That got Ann to agree. “ Fine, where do you want to meet?,” asked Ann. “ Meet me here. See you later” said Blossom walking away..
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