Problem in the Lunch Line!

Kim walks down the empty hallway towards the large lunch room, the squeak of her sneakers slightly echo off the locker-lined walls. She's very happy that there is no one in the halls with her. She feels awkward without her backpack though, every step her attention is focused on the itchy sweater-skirt floating up and away from her sore bottom. The backpack did a better job keeping the self-made skirt down and now that she doesn't have it, the the skirt is bouncing around and barely covering her red cheeks. She saw her reflection in the mirror so she knows exactly what she is showing off as she walks. Paranoia fills her head and she keep having to turn around to make sure no one else is behind her getting a pleasant view of her cheeks.

The loud noises of the lunchroom start to fill the empty hall as Kim approaches the closed doors. A few other kids are late to arriving too and seeing other students makes Kim more self-aware of her skirt. She reaches a hand behind her and grabs the side of the sweater and holds it down. The other late students don't even throw Kim a glance as they head in through the doors and on their way to get food, something Kim is at least grateful for. Kim walks to the set of doors that is nearest to the lunch line so she can hopefully sneak right in line without the entire lunchroom full of students noticing her and what she's wearing. After a moments pause, Kim finally pulls the door open and steps inside. She keeps a hand holding the right side of her sweater to keep it from flying up to prevent her from flashing the entire room. Kim quickly looks around as she enters the large, bustling lunchroom, almost expecting everyone to be waiting for her. But instead of her fear, the lunchroom is operating as it normally does, students are focused on eating and joking with their friends. Kim easily spots the cheerleader table off to the left and sees Jessie and Amber laughing with the other cheerleaders while they eat a salad. Kim scans the cheerleader table and is surprised and relieved that she doesn't see Bonnie. Kim thinks that 'Maybe Bonnie is skipping lunch today', something that she is known to do. Kim smiles and turns away from the crowd and looks at the rest of the lunchroom on where she could sit. She never sits with her squad, instead sitting somewhere in the middle of the large room with Ron anywhere they could find 2 seats, but today she wants to sit far away from the other students, but not too far away to draw attention to herself.

Kim spots the perfect area, all the way to the right, far away from the cheerleader table. Only a handful of kids sit there and she could easily sit a few seats away from them without seeming like a weirdo. With her seat picked out, Kim heads toward the lunch line. Only a handful of students are in line now, and Kim gets right behind them. The lunch line forms between 2 metal railings as it gets close to the food to stop people from cutting. Kim always pictured it as being cattle herded through a small metal maze. For the moment no one else lines up behind her, so she makes sure to keep her sweater-skirt from lifting up as she waits. Her stomach growls again, loudly this time, and a girl 2 grades younger than Kim turns around and looks her up and down and then smiles and shakes her head before turning around and saying 'dork' under her breath. Kim wanted so bad to confront the younger girl, but her cooler head prevailed and she knows she doesn't want to draw any unnecessary attention her way. Plus Kim knows she is dressed as a dork right now too, so she wouldn't even be able to argue it.

As the lunch line inches closer to where you pick the food, Kim feels someone line up behind her in line. Almost a little relief comes over her knowing that there is a taller figure behind her. She was wondering how she would grab her lunch tray with 1 hand if she had to keep holding her sweater-skirt down with the other, but now that someone is behind her and blocking her lower body from the lunchroom, she lets go of her sweater. The line inches closer again and Kim leans against the metal waist-high railing and looks at the menu board as it comes into view, 'Spaghetti and Meatballs, no thanks, Pepperoni Pizza, nope, Salad with Dressing, bingo!', she thinks to herself. Suddenly a familiar voice talks right into her ear.

"Is that you Kim Possible? It is! I almost didn't recognize you, but it's hard to mistake you with your beautiful orange hair, and ahem, that...tag sticking out."

Kim looks over her shoulder and sees Ms Go behind her. Kim smiles at her new science teacher and turns around to talk to her, brushing her ass against the metal railing.

"Hi Ms Go, Oh geez (Kim reaches back and tries to tuck in the humiliating bra tag), this is actually perfect! Do you think we can go to the locker room right now so I can change? It would mean the world to me, please! As you can see my shirt has a rip in it." Kim begs her teacher and does her best puppy dog eyes, though she doesn't bring any attention to the ripped leggings as she tries to avoid a humiliating conversation about what happened.

Shego grins at how pathetic her hated rival looks right now. She has seen all the videos of Kim's spanking already, a plan that she semi set into motion by antagonizing Mrs Sullivan this morning at the teacher's lounge by saying that simply threatening students but never acting on it will never straighten them out, then she purposefully tried to keep Kim so she would be late to her class. It worked out perfectly and Shego couldn't be happier. She also knows that the sweater Kim has wrapped around her little waist is barely hiding 2 well spanked red cheeks and the embarrassing panties she gave her **** but to wear. Shego steps closer to Kim to where their bodies are almost touching uncomfortably and she pretends that its because a student behind her lined up close to her. Kim tries to back away a bit to give space but she slightly bumps into the younger girl in front of her who simply growls, 'watch it dork'.

"Oop, sorry Kim, guess the student behind me is hungry, haha. But for your request, I'm sorry but it's my lunch too right now." As Shego lies to Kim's face, her hand is working at slowly pulling at Kim's sweater-skirt. Shego is a master thief so 'slight of hand' is a maneuver that she has perfected. Kim can feel her sweater being brushed up against, but because her teacher already gave an excuse to why their bodies are awkwardly touching, she doesn't focus too much on it, plus Ms Go continues to talk to her. "I'm just going to grab a bite to eat like you, then I'll have everything all set for after lunch, ok? Besides, lunch is too important for a growing girl like you to miss." Shego nonchalantly thrust out her full chest as she said that just to hopefully make Kim think she's talking about her own small chest. "Oop, Kim the line moved, you're almost up!"

Kim was disappointed that Ms Go wouldn't take her to the locker room now, but it WAS a long shot to ask anyways. When Ms Go pointed out that the line moved, Kim turned away from her and stepped forward. It was at that moment that Shego acted and secretly pulled the now untied sweater-skirt away from Kim's body with the stealth of a cat burglar. Kim was none the wiser that her spanked, pantied ass was now uncovered as it was sticking out through the hole in her leggings. Kim then heard Ms Go say, "Ah shoot, I forgot my wallet, gotta go get it", and then she felt Ms Go exit through the line behind her. The few students behind Kim then stepped forward, but no one looked down and noticed Kim's exposure just yet.

Shego made her way to the lunch room doors with the balled up sweater in her hands. She glanced around and seeing that no one was looking at her, she activated her flaming green hands and watched the sweater burn and turn to ash. Then she walked to the nearest trash can and dumped the ash into it and sat at a teacher's table so she could watch the coming commotion of what she just did.