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Anya and her CIA contact, Kelly, rode the elevator to the top floor of the bank. Anya was a super fit Russian with cropped brown hair. Kelly was a lanky African American woman with braids and a tight fitting business suit. Anya could tell Kelly had very little if any combat experience. She looked more like she worked in a bank than in the field, which made her perfect for this mission.
They were there to investigate a Chechan arms dealing ring and the connections between them and one of the bankers. In order to get into the vault they would need to somehow retrieve the biometrics from the banker they were meeting, Ilana. Anya had strict orders not to kill anyone, but she had other ways of persuading her target. In her purse was a stun gun concealed in a deodorant stick, and a set of lipsticks that were actually sedative syringes. None of these were discovered when her bag was searched.
Ilana was about 35 years old, 5 foot 7, olive skinned, dark curly hair and ad what you'd call an "Amazon" built woman. Her legs were toned. She wore a tight fitting skirt and a matching suit with a purple blouse. She welcomed her two clients into her office and began to talk about opening up an account. Kelly did most of the talking, being well versed in this field. Anya looked bored, she was looking for an opportunity. The only way to get into the vault was through both a finger print scanner and a retina scanner. The only person who possessed the credentials to bypass this scanner was Ilana. Once they had her fingerprints and face scanned they could just walk right in there as the place was practically unguarded, the trick was getting out of the top floor without being spotted. Anya had had enough jabber.
She met Ilana's gaze and in a sultry Russian accent exclaimed: "You have such beautiful earnings honey" Ilana blushed and batted her eyelashes, as she did so, Anya swiftly punched her in the face. Ilana's head snapped back and she let out a deep moan. Kelly looked shocked. "What do you have a better plan" Anya asked as she jammed a syringe into Ilana's neck. Anya gave her a pat on the cheek: "Sleep tight honey, we're going to have a spa day with you. Kelly watch the door" Anya reached into her purse and began spraying a green foam substance on Ilana's face, she massaged the foam around her cheeks and under her chin, and over her now closed eyes. Ilanas head was leaned back in the chair, her legs slightly open. She was not wearing any nylons and her bright red panties were visible. "Slut" Anya mumbled under her breath
Outside the office, Luna calmly ate her granola bar. An overweight, but shapely hispanic woman with jet black curly hair, Luna worked security detail for Ilana. Luna wore a black tight blouse tucked into tight gray khaki pants and flat heels. her pants went up over her belly and conformed to her oversized butt, showing a clear definition between the cheeks. The security guard across the hall, often wearing aviators, would stare longingly at her as she bent down to pick something up, as her massive 65 inch butt practically eclipsed the rest of her. Luna stopped chewing for a second. This meeting was taking a bit long and she heard some rather strange noises coming from the office. She approached the door: locked. Strange, Ilana never locked her door. Thankfully Luna had the keys on a ring on one of her belt. She patted herself down for it and grabbed it, inserting the key into the lock.
What she saw made her freeze up, two women standing over Ilana, who was unresponsive with her face covered in some strange substance. Luna yelled: "What the fuck is going on here?", Kelly tried to explain the situation. "She had a medical emergency, we are trained in CPR", Luna grabbed Kelly and tackled her to the ground. "You're going to jail you stupid bitch" she yelled as she pinned Kelly's arms the ground as she straddled her. Kelly felt her breath stagger under the massive weight of Luna's thighs. She could not move her arms as they were pinned against Luna's super strength. Luna began to reach for her collapsible baton when Anya ran up behind her with the stun gun. Luna began to shake violently as Anya held the deodorant stick to her neck. She fell forward, faceplanting onto the ground, her massive breasts practically smothering kelly, her belly fat forming a pillow for Kelly's arms and Luna's limp hand landing on the side.
Luna twitched her massive butt cheeks from the force of the stun gun, but the twitching grew fainter and fainter. Anya jammed a syringe into Luna's neck, causing her to drool on the floor. Kelly unpinned her arms from Luna's dead weight and wrapped them around her massive waist. She slid out from under her and, with her hands still on her waist, slowly rolled her onto her back, grunting at just how heavy the woman was. "Let's check their vitals" Kelly said, still feeling a bit guilty about the whole affair. Anya, rolling her eyes walked over to Ilana and slid her hand under her neck, "She'll be fine" Anya said. Kelly did likewise, placing her hand under the limp woman's soft chin. Kelly nodded as she could still feel a pulse. Kelly leaned her head onto Luna's massive belly, her navel now slightly exposed from her shirt becoming undone in the tussle. She could feel the woman slowly breathe up and down, and patted her on the stomach, watching her fat jiggle.
Anya begain rolling Ilana's limp fingers along the touchscreen of a fingerprint device. Kelly began frisking Luna's limp body, patting down her tight waist, sliding her hands into the small crevices of her pockets, procuring her phone. Kelly grabbed one of Luna's limp hands and used it to unlock the phone. "Thanks baby" she quipped, continuing her search up her blouse, circumnavigating her massive smooth stomach with her hands. Kelly undid one of Luna's buttons, causing her belly to bloat a bit farther up into the air and dug her hands around the waistband of her overly tight pants. Kelly was surprised not to find a gun on the curvy security guard's body
Anya removed the green mask, which had now hardened, from Ilana's limp face. Her makeup was still intact, her lipstick only slightly smeared from the whole affair. As a final measure, Anya flicked open both of Illana's eyes and used her eye scanner to collect the retina data. Kelly and Anya looked at each-other,having finished gathering intel from the limp bodies of the two women they just vanquished. "We need to hide them" Kelly said.
To be continued
They were there to investigate a Chechan arms dealing ring and the connections between them and one of the bankers. In order to get into the vault they would need to somehow retrieve the biometrics from the banker they were meeting, Ilana. Anya had strict orders not to kill anyone, but she had other ways of persuading her target. In her purse was a stun gun concealed in a deodorant stick, and a set of lipsticks that were actually sedative syringes. None of these were discovered when her bag was searched.
Ilana was about 35 years old, 5 foot 7, olive skinned, dark curly hair and ad what you'd call an "Amazon" built woman. Her legs were toned. She wore a tight fitting skirt and a matching suit with a purple blouse. She welcomed her two clients into her office and began to talk about opening up an account. Kelly did most of the talking, being well versed in this field. Anya looked bored, she was looking for an opportunity. The only way to get into the vault was through both a finger print scanner and a retina scanner. The only person who possessed the credentials to bypass this scanner was Ilana. Once they had her fingerprints and face scanned they could just walk right in there as the place was practically unguarded, the trick was getting out of the top floor without being spotted. Anya had had enough jabber.
She met Ilana's gaze and in a sultry Russian accent exclaimed: "You have such beautiful earnings honey" Ilana blushed and batted her eyelashes, as she did so, Anya swiftly punched her in the face. Ilana's head snapped back and she let out a deep moan. Kelly looked shocked. "What do you have a better plan" Anya asked as she jammed a syringe into Ilana's neck. Anya gave her a pat on the cheek: "Sleep tight honey, we're going to have a spa day with you. Kelly watch the door" Anya reached into her purse and began spraying a green foam substance on Ilana's face, she massaged the foam around her cheeks and under her chin, and over her now closed eyes. Ilanas head was leaned back in the chair, her legs slightly open. She was not wearing any nylons and her bright red panties were visible. "Slut" Anya mumbled under her breath
Outside the office, Luna calmly ate her granola bar. An overweight, but shapely hispanic woman with jet black curly hair, Luna worked security detail for Ilana. Luna wore a black tight blouse tucked into tight gray khaki pants and flat heels. her pants went up over her belly and conformed to her oversized butt, showing a clear definition between the cheeks. The security guard across the hall, often wearing aviators, would stare longingly at her as she bent down to pick something up, as her massive 65 inch butt practically eclipsed the rest of her. Luna stopped chewing for a second. This meeting was taking a bit long and she heard some rather strange noises coming from the office. She approached the door: locked. Strange, Ilana never locked her door. Thankfully Luna had the keys on a ring on one of her belt. She patted herself down for it and grabbed it, inserting the key into the lock.
What she saw made her freeze up, two women standing over Ilana, who was unresponsive with her face covered in some strange substance. Luna yelled: "What the fuck is going on here?", Kelly tried to explain the situation. "She had a medical emergency, we are trained in CPR", Luna grabbed Kelly and tackled her to the ground. "You're going to jail you stupid bitch" she yelled as she pinned Kelly's arms the ground as she straddled her. Kelly felt her breath stagger under the massive weight of Luna's thighs. She could not move her arms as they were pinned against Luna's super strength. Luna began to reach for her collapsible baton when Anya ran up behind her with the stun gun. Luna began to shake violently as Anya held the deodorant stick to her neck. She fell forward, faceplanting onto the ground, her massive breasts practically smothering kelly, her belly fat forming a pillow for Kelly's arms and Luna's limp hand landing on the side.
Luna twitched her massive butt cheeks from the force of the stun gun, but the twitching grew fainter and fainter. Anya jammed a syringe into Luna's neck, causing her to drool on the floor. Kelly unpinned her arms from Luna's dead weight and wrapped them around her massive waist. She slid out from under her and, with her hands still on her waist, slowly rolled her onto her back, grunting at just how heavy the woman was. "Let's check their vitals" Kelly said, still feeling a bit guilty about the whole affair. Anya, rolling her eyes walked over to Ilana and slid her hand under her neck, "She'll be fine" Anya said. Kelly did likewise, placing her hand under the limp woman's soft chin. Kelly nodded as she could still feel a pulse. Kelly leaned her head onto Luna's massive belly, her navel now slightly exposed from her shirt becoming undone in the tussle. She could feel the woman slowly breathe up and down, and patted her on the stomach, watching her fat jiggle.
Anya begain rolling Ilana's limp fingers along the touchscreen of a fingerprint device. Kelly began frisking Luna's limp body, patting down her tight waist, sliding her hands into the small crevices of her pockets, procuring her phone. Kelly grabbed one of Luna's limp hands and used it to unlock the phone. "Thanks baby" she quipped, continuing her search up her blouse, circumnavigating her massive smooth stomach with her hands. Kelly undid one of Luna's buttons, causing her belly to bloat a bit farther up into the air and dug her hands around the waistband of her overly tight pants. Kelly was surprised not to find a gun on the curvy security guard's body
Anya removed the green mask, which had now hardened, from Ilana's limp face. Her makeup was still intact, her lipstick only slightly smeared from the whole affair. As a final measure, Anya flicked open both of Illana's eyes and used her eye scanner to collect the retina data. Kelly and Anya looked at each-other,having finished gathering intel from the limp bodies of the two women they just vanquished. "We need to hide them" Kelly said.
To be continued
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