Old Friends Reunite.
Matt had just joined the terrorist organization. A small-time criminal in the past, he wanted to graduate into bigger crime. Joining the organization was the best way to quench his thirst.
Britt Black, the daughter of the organization's leader, Master, introduced him to the other members, including the ttbs Amy, Audrey, Niki and Tanya.
She then introduced him to the organization's mini gun shooters, Fat Fuck and his assistants Bertha and Emily. With the exception of the girl's hats, they were all dressed the same: only wearing pants and boots. Bertha & Emily's huge tits were bare for all to see.
Matt and Emily instantly recognized each other. "Emily?!" he said. "Matt?!" she answered.
"You two know each other?" Britt asked.
"Yes. We used to work together at a sporting goods store years ago." Matt replied.
"That's right." Emily said backing him up.
"Well, then." Britt said. "I'll leave you two to catch up." Britt, Fat Fuck and Bertha left to give the two friends some privacy.
"It's so good to see you, Matt!" she said as she hugged him. " You too, Emily!" he replied. "How long has it been? Five years?"
"Yep. Five years." she said. "Where has the time gone?"
"I know right?!" he replied. "How did you end up here?"
"Well, you may not know this, but I came from a broken home. My parents were absent for most of the time and when they were together, they just fought and paid no mind to me. I was also bullied at school by other classmates for being chubby. One bully in particular, Josh, called me names all of the time and pushed me down whenever he saw me in the hall. I dreaded going to school everyday because of him."
"Damn, Emily. I did not know that." Matt replied. "You seemed to hide your pain well when we worked together."
"Working at the sporting goods store was my only solace from the misery. But even then, in order to be truly happy, I knew I had to leave that life behind. Once I turned 18, I left home and never went back."
"That same night I left home, I met Fat Fuck and Bertha. They were biker outlaws who were looking for a third person to join them. They took me in and became the family that I never had."
"They taught me how to shoot a mini gun, their weapon of choice. The rush I get from shooting it is powerful. It makes me feel invincible."
"The first person that I killed with the mini gun was Josh. Caught him by surprise one night when he was fucking his girlfriend. I kicked down his bedroom door and emptied my whole magazine out on those two, turned their bodies into Swiss cheese."
"Sweet revenge." Matt replied
"Fuck yeah it was. After that, Fat Fuck, Bertha and I raised hell throughout the country. We robbed together, killed together, fucked together."
"Is that how Fat Fuck got his name?" Matt jokingly asked.
"Seriously." Emily replied. "He's fat and he likes to fuck. The man will fuck anybody. Even other men."
"Anyway, after a few years, we joined the organization after Britt and Master reached out to us looking for mini gun shooters after their old one defected to a rival organization."
"Wow. What a story!" Matt said
"Now it's your turn." Emily said. "How did you end up here?"
"Well, after you left, I got fired by the new manager Brent for something that I did not do. He accused me of stealing money from the register."
"You? Steal money? Please." Emily replied. "Why would he accuse you of something like that?"
"Because he had it out for me ever since he transferred to our store. It seemed like no matter what I did to be perfect at my job, he always found something to bitch about. I think he took the money out of the register on purpose just to frame me."
"Because of the nature of my dismissal, I wasn't able to find another steady line of work. I grew bitter and resentful towards Brent for putting me through hell. There was one thing for me to do: kill him."
"How did you do it?" she asked
"I slit his throat one night when he was doing cash office after hours. I cut the power to the building, shutting off the security cameras. Wearing infrared goggles, I was able to find him in the dark. I cut his throat and watched him gasp for air until he died. I then took all of the money from the open safe, which was $20,000, and split."
"I was on the run for a few years. I continued to do petty crime, carjackings and drug dealing etc. I eventually got tired of it and wanted something bigger. That's when Britt found me and gave me an offer me to join the organization. They've been scouting me for years and thought that I was a good fit for the organization. I readily accepted her offer."
"Well, I am glad that you are here, and it looks like you're glad that I'm here too." Emily said as she pointed towards his crotch. Matt looked down and saw that his erection was bulging out from his pants. He was embarrassed.
"Oh my God!" he said excitedly. "I'm so sorry, this is so embarrassing."
"Don't be embarrassed." she said, moving closer to him. "I know that you've been enjoying the view of my huge fun bags the whole time that we've been talking. Who could blame you? My giant, milk filled tits out for the whole world to see. Who wouldn't get hard looking at them? Besides, I've always had a crush on you."
"Really?" he asked
"Yes. I've always admired the way that you were nice to me every time that we worked together. Let me do something nice for you." she said as grabbed his crotch and locked lips with him.
They made out for what it seemed like an eternity. Matt had never felt for Emily this way, but with her taking control, he was fully under her spell. He wanted to drink milk from her funbags, fuck her fat pussy, and shoot a huge load of cum on her face. He wanted her bad.
"I want to fuck you so bad." Matt said
"And so you shall," Emily replied, "follow me."
They then went to her room for a night of fun and debauchery. And just like that, the old friends became lovers of terror.
Artwork by Aura Studios and SexyDarkBR
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