Day 7: Brain Switch/Masturbation/Dubcon/First-Time

Day 7: Brain Switch/Masturbation/Dubcon/First-Time

Kim paced back and forth in her room, her mind spinning with frustration. This whole brain-switch situation was becoming unbearable. Ever since that mishap with Drakken's machine, she and Shego had been stuck in each other's bodies, and the experience had been nothing short of a nightmare. Kim had tried everything she could think of to get things back to normal, but so far, nothing had worked.

And to make matters worse, Shego seemed to be enjoying every second of it.

Shego—now in Kim's body—was lounging on Kim's bed, her legs stretched out as she absentmindedly ran her fingers up and down her new form. Every touch, every movement, was slow and deliberate, as if Shego was savoring the sensation of being in someone else's skin. Kim, who was stuck in Shego's body, could only watch in helpless frustration as Shego continued to explore her new form.

"Will you stop that?" Kim snapped, her voice full of irritation as she crossed her arms over her chest. It was bad enough that she was stuck in Shego's body, but watching Shego touch her own body—her real body—was driving her insane.

Shego, now in Kim's body, raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by Kim's reaction. "What? I'm just getting comfortable," Shego said, her voice light and teasing as she traced her fingers over her collarbone, her eyes flicking up to meet Kim's. "Besides, it's not like you can feel it."

Kim clenched her fists, her body tensing with frustration. Shego was right—she couldn't feel what Shego was doing to her body. Every touch, every movement, was something Kim could see, but not experience. It was a strange, helpless feeling, watching someone else touch what was supposed to be hers. And the worst part? Shego knew how much she was angring the redhead, and she was loving it.

"You're making this weird," Kim muttered, her voice full of frustration as she turned her back to Shego, trying to ignore the sight of her own body lounging on the bed in a way that was far too casual for her liking. "Just... stop touching me."

Shego chuckled softly, clearly not taking Kim's frustration seriously. "Oh, come on, Kimmie," Shego teased, her voice full of amusement. "You've never been curious about what it's like to be someone else? To feel someone else's body from the inside out?"

Kim's heart raced, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts as she tried to ignore the way Shego's words were making her feel. This was wrong—completely wrong. She didn't want to think about what Shego was doing, didn't want to watch as her own body was being touched in ways she couldn't control. But she couldn't look away.

Shego's fingers trailed lower, brushing against the hem of the shirt she was wearing. Kim's shirt. Shego tugged at the fabric, pulling it up slowly, teasingly, exposing the skin beneath. Kim's breath hitched as she watched, her eyes widening in horror as she realized what Shego was about to do.

"Shego," Kim warned, her voice shaky as she took a step forward. "Don't."

But Shego only smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she continued to pull the shirt higher, exposing more of her—Kim's—skin. "Relax, Kimmie," Shego said, her voice soft but full of teasing intent. "I'm just getting to know my new body a little better."

Kim's breath came in short, ragged bursts as she watched in helpless frustration. Shego's fingers moved slowly, deliberately, as she slid the shirt up over her head, tossing it aside carelessly. Kim's body—her real body—was now lying on the bed in nothing but a pair of shorts, the sight of it making Kim's heart race with a mix of anger and something else she didn't want to acknowledge.

"Stop it," Kim demanded, her voice full of frustration as she clenched her fists. "I mean it, Shego. This isn't funny."

Shego chuckled, clearly unfazed by Kim's anger. "Oh, I'm not trying to be funny, Princess," Shego said, her voice low and sultry as she ran her hands over her—Kim's—stomach, tracing the lines of muscle with deliberate slowness. "I'm just... curious."

Kim's breath hitched as she watched, her body trembling with a mix of emotions she couldn't quite place. Shego's hands slid lower, brushing against the waistband of the shorts, her fingers teasing the fabric as she toyed with the idea of pulling them down. Kim could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she realized what was about to happen.

"Shego, I swear—" Kim started, but her words caught in her throat as Shego's fingers dipped beneath the waistband, slowly tugging the shorts down her hips.

Kim's mind raced, her body tensing with frustration as she watched, helpless to stop what was happening. She couldn't feel what Shego was doing—could only see it. And that made it so much worse. Watching her own body, her own skin, being touched in ways she had no control over—it was maddening.

Shego kicked the shorts off, leaving her—Kim's body—completely exposed. Kim could feel her pulse quicken, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as she stood there, frozen in place. Shego stretched out on the bed, her fingers trailing over the smooth skin of her—Kim's—thighs, a wicked grin playing on her lips as she glanced over at Kim, who was standing there, utterly helpless.

"You really should relax, Kimmie," Shego purred, her voice soft but full of amusement as her fingers moved higher, brushing against her inner thighs. "You're going to make this a lot harder on yourself if you keep fighting it."

Kim's heart raced, her body trembling with frustration and helplessness. She could feel her muscles clenching, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tried to look away, tried to ignore what was happening. But she couldn't. Shego had her pinned—not physically, but emotionally—and there was nothing Kim could do to stop it.

And then, Shego's hand moved between her legs.

Kim's breath hitched, her entire body going still as she watched, her eyes wide with a mix of disbelief and horror. Shego's fingers moved slowly, teasingly, as she began to rub her—Kim's—clit, the movement slow and deliberate, designed to drive Kim insane.

Kim could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as she watched Shego's fingers move in slow, lazy circles. The sight of her own body—her real body—being touched like this, in a way she couldn't control, was overwhelming. She couldn't feel it, but she could see it, and that made it all the more frustrating.

"Shego, stop," Kim gasped, her voice shaky as she tried to regain control of the situation. "This isn't... this isn't right."

But Shego didn't stop. If anything, her movements became more deliberate, her fingers pressing harder against her—Kim's—clit as she let out a soft, breathless moan.

"Oh, Kimmie," Shego murmured, her voice full of wicked amusement as she continued to rub herself, her eyes locked on Kim's. "You have no idea what you're missing."

Kim's body trembled with frustration, her mind spinning as she tried to process what was happening. She was helpless, unable to stop Shego from doing whatever she wanted with her body, and the realization was maddening. She could feel her muscles clenching, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she watched, powerless to stop what was happening.

Shego's hand moved faster now, her fingers rubbing in slow, deliberate circles that sent shivers through Kim's body, even though she couldn't feel it. Kim's breath hitched, her body trembling as she watched Shego's movements, her mind spinning with the intensity of it all.

"You know," Shego whispered, her voice low and teasing as she continued to rub herself, her movements becoming more intense. "If you could feel this... I think you'd be enjoying it a lot more."

Kim's heart raced, her body trembling as she tried to tear her eyes away from the sight in front of her, but she couldn't. Shego's fingers moved faster now, her breath coming in soft, teasing moans as she rubbed her—Kim's—clit, her body arching slightly with the intensity of the sensation.

Shego's smirk deepened as her fingers moved faster, her breath hitching slightly as she continued to touch herself—touch Kim's body—with an intensity that left Kim feeling both furious and helpless. "I bet this is the most pleasure this body has ever felt," Shego murmured, her voice soft but dripping with amusement.

Kim's fists clenched at her sides, her body tense with frustration. She couldn't feel what Shego was doing, but seeing it—watching Shego explore her body so intimately—was enough to make her heart pound in her chest. "Stop it, Shego," Kim demanded, though her voice lacked the force she wanted it to have.

But Shego ignored her. "What's the matter, Princess?" she teased, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles over her—Kim's—clit. "Never done this before?" Shego's eyes gleamed with wicked amusement as she added, "I bet you've never even touched yourself, have you?"

Kim's breath caught in her throat, her face flushing at the implication. The truth was, she rarely had time to even think about things like that—between missions, school, and trying to keep up with everything, she never allowed herself the luxury. And now Shego was using that against her, taking advantage of her helplessness in the most intimate way possible.

Shego chuckled softly, clearly enjoying Kim's silence. "Thought so," she purred, her fingers pressing harder, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she continued to pleasure herself. "I bet you've never even tasted yourself, have you, Kimmie?"

Kim's heart pounded, her mind spinning as Shego's words sank in. She watched in horror as Shego's fingers slipped lower, gathering the slickness between her legs. Shego sat up slightly, her eyes locking onto Kim's as she slowly, deliberately, slid her fingers in and out, coating them with her own juices.

"Shego, don't—" Kim's voice wavered as she instinctively took a step back, her body trembling with a mix of anger and dread. She knew what was coming next, and she was powerless to stop it.

Shego didn't wait for Kim to protest further. In one smooth motion, she stood up from the bed, her naked body now fully exposed as she advanced on Kim with a slow, predatory grace. Kim backed up instinctively, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts as Shego approached, her fingers still glistening with wetness.

Before Kim could say another word, Shego was already in front of her, her body pressing close. Kim's back hit the wall, leaving her nowhere to go as Shego raised her hand, her slick fingers hovering near Kim's lips.

"You're going to taste it, Princess," Shego whispered, her voice low and commanding. "You're going to taste what I just did with your body."

Kim's heart raced, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as she tried to turn her head away, but Shego was faster. With one swift motion, Shego pressed her fingers to Kim's lips, forcing them open. Kim let out a muffled gasp as Shego's fingers slipped inside, her taste flooding her mouth as Shego made sure she got every drop.

Kim's mind reeled with the overwhelming sensation—she couldn't feel anything Shego was doing to her own body, but now, here, in Shego's body, she was being forced to taste what had just happened. The wetness on her tongue, the slickness of Shego's fingers in her mouth—it was an intimacy she had never asked for, never wanted, and yet she was powerless to stop it.

Shego smirked, clearly enjoying the sight of Kim's wide eyes and flushed face. "How does it taste, Kimmie?" she teased, her fingers sliding in and out of Kim's mouth in slow, deliberate motions. "You've been missing out on so much, haven't you?"

Kim trembled with a mix of anger and humiliation as she struggled to pull away, but Shego's grip was firm, her fingers still pressing into Kim's mouth, coating her tongue with her own juices. The sensation was overwhelming, the taste of herself foreign and strange, and Kim's mind spun with the helplessness of it all. She could feel Shego's eyes on her, watching every reaction, every little twitch, and it only deepened the feeling of being trapped.

Shego chuckled softly, pulling her slick fingers from Kim's mouth with deliberate slowness. Her lips curled into a wicked grin as she wiped the wetness on Kim's cheek, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "I wonder if you'd like the way I taste," Shego mused, her voice low and teasing. "You've already had a taste of yourself... but what about me?"

Kim's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she tried to keep her composure. The idea of Shego going further, of doing more—she didn't know if she could handle it. She was already feeling overwhelmed, helpless, and now, Shego's teasing words sent a shiver down her spine.

But Shego wasn't done. Her smirk deepened as she reached out, her hand sliding down Kim's body—Shego's body, the one Kim was trapped in. Kim's breath caught in her throat as she felt Shego's fingers trail over her hips, slipping beneath the waistband of the shorts she was wearing. The sensation was immediate and intense, even more so because it was Shego's body reacting to the touch. Kim's mind reeled, her body betraying her as Shego's fingers slipped lower, brushing against her core.

"You're lucky, Kimmie," Shego whispered, her voice full of dark promise as her hand dipped further into the shorts, her fingers teasing the edges of Kim's—Shego's—entrance. "Because I know exactly how to pleasure this body."

Kim gasped, her body trembling as Shego's fingers slid inside her without hesitation, filling her with three fingers at once. The sudden intrusion sent a shockwave of sensation through Kim's body, her hips jerking involuntarily as the overwhelming feeling of fullness hit her. Shego's fingers stretched her, her palm grinding against her clit in a way that made Kim's mind spin with pleasure.

Kim had never felt anything like it before. The intensity, the stretch, the way Shego's body responded to every movement—it was overwhelming. She had never imagined it was supposed to feel this good. Her breath came in short, ragged bursts as her body reacted instinctively, her hips moving in time with Shego's thrusts, her clit grinding against Shego's palm with every motion.

"Oh, Kimmie," Shego purred, her voice full of wicked amusement as she watched Kim struggle to keep control. "You never thought it could feel this good, did you?"

Kim's mind raced, her breath coming in desperate gasps as Shego's fingers moved faster, thrusting deep inside her while her palm ground against her clit with just the right amount of pressure. The sensation was almost too much—her body was on fire, her nerves alight with pleasure that bordered on unbearable. She could feel the stretch of Shego's fingers inside her, the way they curled and hit all the right spots, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

Shego leaned in closer, her breath hot against Kim's ear as she whispered, "I could never take you like this in your body, Kimmie. Your little virgin hole would never be able to handle it."

Kim's breath hitched, her body trembling as Shego's words sent a fresh wave of heat through her. She had never thought about it like that—never considered what it would feel like to be stretched like this, filled like this. And now, in Shego's body, she was experiencing it in a way that left her completely overwhelmed.

"It would hurt you," Shego continued, her voice low and teasing as her fingers thrust deeper, her palm grinding harder against Kim's clit. "But in my body? I can take it. I can take all of it."

Kim's body convulsed, her breath coming in short, desperate sobs as the pleasure built to an unbearable level. She could feel the tension coiling tight in her core, her muscles clenching around Shego's fingers as the pleasure pushed her closer and closer to the edge. It was too much—too intense—and yet, she couldn't stop herself from moving with it, her hips bucking as she rode the wave of sensation.

"Shego—" Kim gasped, her voice barely more than a whisper as she struggled to hold on, to keep control. But it was no use. Shego's fingers were relentless, thrusting deep inside her, stretching her in ways that made Kim's mind spin. Her palm ground against her clit with the perfect amount of pressure, driving her wild with every movement.

"You like this, don't you?" Shego whispered, her voice full of dark satisfaction as her fingers thrust harder, her palm pressing firmly against Kim's swollen, sensitive clit. "You like being in my body, feeling how good it can be."

Kim's breath came in short, ragged gasps, her body trembling uncontrollably as she felt the pleasure building to a breaking point. She had never felt anything like this before—the way her body was reacting, the intensity of it all. She had never known it was supposed to feel this good.

And then, with one final, powerful thrust, Kim shattered.

Her body convulsed, her hips jerking violently as the orgasm ripped through her, wave after wave of intense pleasure crashing over her. Kim's breath came in short, desperate gasps, her entire body trembling as Shego's fingers continued to thrust inside her, prolonging the sensation until it became almost too much.

Kim's vision blurred, her mind spinning as she came hard, her muscles clenching around Shego's fingers. She could feel herself trembling, her breath coming in short, ragged sobs as the aftershocks of her release rippled through her body. But even as the pleasure began to fade, Shego didn't stop.

Shego's fingers moved slower now, her movements deliberate as she continued to thrust inside Kim's trembling body. "See?" Shego whispered, her voice full of satisfaction as she watched Kim come undone. "This is what it feels like to be really stretched, Kimmie."

Kim's breath came in short, shaky gasps as she collapsed against the wall, her body spent, her mind still reeling from the intensity of what had just happened. She could feel the slickness between her legs, the evidence of her release, and the weight of Shego's words lingered in the air.

Shego finally pulled her fingers out, her smirk widening as she stepped back, admiring the sight of Kim trembling in her—Shego's—body. "Well, Kimmie," Shego drawled, her voice full of teasing amusement, "I've gotta say, you've been quite the fun little experiment today."

Kim's eyes flicked up to meet Shego's, her face flushed with a mix of exhaustion and frustration. She wanted to say something, anything, but her body still hadn't recovered enough for her to form a coherent thought, let alone a proper retort.

Shego chuckled softly, clearly enjoying Kim's inability to respond. "What's the matter, Princess?" she asked, her voice full of mock concern. "Did I wear you out already? I thought you'd have more stamina than that, being the hero and all."

Kim's chest tightened with a surge of irritation, but she was too drained to fire back with anything more than a glare. Shego's teasing grin only widened in response, her green eyes flashing with amusement as she sauntered over to where Kim was slumped against the wall.

Shego crouched down, bringing herself eye-level with Kim, her expression softening just a bit as she brushed a lock of hair from Kim's—Shego's—face. "You know, for someone who's usually so in control, you sure fell apart pretty fast," Shego murmured, her voice low and teasing. "I guess you really weren't prepared for how good it could feel."

Kim's heart raced, her breath still uneven as she tried to summon the strength to push back against Shego's words. But the truth was, she had never expected anything like this. She had never expected her own body to be capable of this level of pleasure, and the realization made her feel even more off balance.

Shego's grin softened into something more akin to satisfaction as she stood up, glancing down at Kim with a smirk. "Don't worry, Kimmie," she said, her tone laced with playful condescension. "Maybe next time, I'll give you a few pointers on how to really enjoy yourself. After all, I'm sure your body could use a little more... exploration."