Wrong Possible - Part 8 - Preview (Patreon)

Kim blinks, her attention suddenly drawn to the tip of Shego’s index finger as green plasma begins to dance around it.  It suddenly becomes abundantly clear to her that she is in fact not on a sound stage, these are not actors, and she is way out of her element.

Shego: So, what should we do with our little, strawberry haired trespasser, Doc?

Dr D: Heh.  She thought she was all that.  Now look at her.  Trespassing, breaking and entering, destroying private property, and assault...and that was just the first five minutes.

Shego: Jesus, Kimberly, you're just as bad as us.  Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

Dr D: Hmmm.  Maybe we should just call the police.

Shego and Doc exchange a glance and then simultaneously burst into laughter.  Kim, unable to tell if they are still trolling her or making legitimate threats, simply stares at them with a deer in the headlights expression on her face.

Shego: How much did you say that skylight cost, Doc?

Dr D: Ten grand, not including labor.

Shego: Hmmm.  You know what?  I think she should start by losing that gawd-awful, too-tight for a thirty-year-old, mission gear that Uncle Walt didn’t take back...

Shego stands up, wrapping one hand around Doc's waist as she leans her hip against his thigh.  Raising her other hand in front of her, now completely engulfed in green plasma, she points at Kim with a malevolent grin.

Shego: ...and then we take it out in trade.

Read the story in it's entirety and see what Kim's payment consists of at the $5 tier level.  :D

Original Art by HD-2

Commissioned by Phillipthe2