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Akimi Maru shrugged her new jugs into a white lace bra. It closed in the front, and she honestly couldn't wait until she could amaze some guy by unhooking it and letting those beauties tumble free! She was horny as fuck, which was evidently her new norm. She fumbled with the closure.
"Here, let me," Gwen said as she took the plastic clip and slid it deftly together. "Perfect."
Akimi smiled.
I'm totally brain fucked
, she thought.
And, she really didn't care.
"You know, they will find the control crystals you inserted in my body when I got here," Akimi said. "They've removed them from the last five operatives that got in here. They'll remove mine too."
Mistress nodded. "I know. We expect that." She began buttoning Akimi's silk blouse. "I'm sorry. I wager they won't remove them near as comfortably as we installed them. But, hopefully they won't realize we've switched out your glass eye."
"I hope not. It won't be pretty if they do - they'll probably vivisect me. Try to figure out how you got inside my head."
Gwen sighed and caressed her face. "If you get scared, even for an instant? Run. Fuck the mission. We want you back, Akimi. To hell with the information."
Akimi smiled. "Yes, Mistress. It's funny, nobody ever gave me that order."
"We're not about sacrifice. We want you, Akimi. The mission comes second. You come first."
Akimi jumped up abruptly and kissed her.
Gwen smiled.
Akimi looked at the floor. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I should have asked first."
Gwen took her delicate chin in her hand and tilted her face up. "Never. You kiss me anytime you like. You are loved, Akimi." She hugged her tight.
Alex put his hand on Gwen's shoulder.
"Oh, Alex, I don't know. Maybe we should keep her here."
"Whatever you want," Alex whispered.
"No!" Akimi said. "I can do it. I'm a good agent, Mistress. I was top of my class. They will never suspect me."
Gwen wiped away a tear. "Promise me? Anything makes you nervous, you leave. Run to the Cuban embassy if you have to. But, come home."
"I will, I promise, Mistress." She slipped on her heels.
Alex kissed her cheek. "Okay, once more: what are your orders?"
"I go back and tell them I saw nothing out of the ordinary, just a high class spa for the uber rich. I give them the recording. I'll be debriefed, of course. They'll be looking for signs I've been brainwashed, but I can beat any lie detector they throw at me - they trained me! After a few weeks, I'll start looking through files, anything above top secret. Weapons systems, covert ops against the Church, and I'll be looking for information we can use to blackmail the higher ups."
Alex smiled. "Good."
The blonde woman who stayed near the back, Rebecca, was staring at her. "Doesn't it bother you? I mean, you're committing treason."
"No, I'm not."
"You're spying against the US government. That's treason."
Akimi laughed. "I'm saving the world. That's a higher calling."
"Fuck," Rebecca said. "You people are unbelievable."
***
Lisa stared at the woman who had once been Mary.
Her hair had been cropped short and dyed platinum blonde. She was lying on her back on the operating table. Mary looked a decade younger, maybe more. Her breasts were enormous, and she was taller!
She was also tattooed. The word 'WHORE' was tattooed right at her neckline along with other profanity across her torso.
But, the most disturbing change was her attitude - she was relaxed and laid back. Very different from the Mary of a few hours ago.
"What did Gwen do to you?" Lisa asked.
"Shit you wouldn't believe," Mary said with a laugh.
Lisa shook her head. "She told me she wouldn't. She lied. Why would she..."
"Calm down," Mary said. "I wanted it."
Lisa rolled her eyes. "No, we can make you want it."
"I know you can. I know what you did to Stan. That wasn't what she did to me, Lisa."
Lisa took a step back. "How did you know?"
"Gwen told me. It's okay. I forgive you. And, I think he would have wanted it given time. He was always effeminate." She looked at Jason. "I'm sorry, honey, but he wasn't exactly a bull, your Dad."
"It's okay, Mom." He was trying not to look at her.
"Come here, Lisa," Mary said.
Lisa stood beside the table.
"Lift the sheet. But, I want you to know, I wanted this. Okay?" Mary said.
Lisa lifted the sheet.
She gasped at the sight of the long, thick futa cock. "Oh... God."
"What is it?" Jason asked.
Lisa moved to the side.
Jason saw and staggered back. "Jesus!"
Mary shrugged. "Sorry, honey. Dad's a tranny and Mom's a futanari. You'll probably need counseling."
He shook his head and walked back to the steps.
Belynda held his hand.
Mary looked at Lisa and smiled. "I... used it. On some girl from downstairs. I... fucked her till she went off like fireworks."
"Really? How was it?"
Mary laughed. "God, Lisa, it's indescribable. I never understood what it was like for a man, but, Jesus, it's unbelievable. I felt so powerful."
Lisa smiled and then hid the expression.
"No, Lisa, sweetie, it's okay to be happy for me."
"Mary, are you sure?"
She smiled and nodded. "I would never want to go back." She looked down her body as her cock slowly began to rise. "Go on," Mary whispered. "You know you want to."
Lisa sighed. Then she reached down and stroked the veined shaft. "God, it's beautiful."
Mary laughed. "I gotta say, I'm growing fond of it."
Lisa grasped the base and lifted it, exposing the delicate pink pussy beneath. "Glad you still have this."
Mary licked her lips. "Prove it."
Lisa looked over her shoulder at Jason.
"He has to get over it. We all have to get over it, Lisa."
Lisa moaned. She leaned down and gently tongued Mary's wet slit, drawing her tongue up to the thick cock. She slid up and up, tonguing her way to the thick, purple head.
"Mmm, yes, baby, just like that!" Mary groaned.
Lisa kissed the tip and then slathered it with her tongue. She licked her way down once again to Mary's slit and pushed her tongue into her moist depths.
Mary rocked her hips up. "Suck me! Lisa! Please!"
Lisa laughed. She positioned the thick cock at her lips and moaned as she slid it into her mouth.
"Fuck! Oh, fuck, yes!"
Lisa slid down and down, letting the head push into her throat.
She looked over to find Jason staring.
He started to turn away, but Belynda stopped him. She said something. He turned back to watch as Belynda knelt down and unzipped his jeans, freeing his stiffening cock.
Lisa smiled, seeing Belynda kneeling, naked, her heart shaped ass like a bronze statue's as she deepthroated the son while she deepthroated the mother.
