The Amazing Adventures Of Suzie Snuffmuffin (Spoof, Snuff, N by Repentant Lurker

This was a spoof that I started and kind of lost interest in when I realised how it had lost its way a bit. I conveniently forgot about one of the characters in the first chapter later on. I may continue it at some point. Who knows? I’ll post it in the chapters that I did originally.

[b:qyqsbm5s]The Amazing Adventures of Suzie Snuffmuffin

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To all intents and purposes Suzie Snuffmuffin looked like an ordinary young woman. Actually scratch that! That’s bollocks! Suzie Snuffmuffin looked like a young woman that just so happened to be a devastatingly beautiful blonde bombshell. Her cascading locks amplified the beauty of her innocent features. Her amazing green eyes framed by luscious long lashes were set off wonderfully by her sweet perky nose and soft pouty red lips. Her lovely face was matched by an incredible body. She had the perfect hourglass figure. Her tits were huge but amazingly firm. She had chunky burgundy nipples surrounded by tightly defined areolae that pointed resolutely skyward without the aid of a bra. The huge knockers accentuated her slender waist. Her belly was toned but had that hint of softness that kept it cute and curvy. Those curves melted into her voluptuous hips and magnificent bum. Her scrumptious bottom had a pair of impossibly rounded butilicious cheeks that defied gravity as successfully as her epic bosom. She kept her cute sandy muff trimmed and tidy so it seemed to invite further investigation of the delicate treasure beneath. Her legs were lush long and perfectly sculpted. Her ankles were shapely anf slender and even her feet were perfect, right down to her dinky little toes.

Of all the thoughts that rushed into ones mind when they saw Suzie Snuffmuffin which lets face it were usually pretty limited (and not just for men). When one could break out from ones trance put aside all the fantasies and get down to some level of rationality one thought that one simply wouldn’t come up with not even if you were the most open minded egalitarian on earth is “I wonder if this girl’s a genius”. This of course made it particularly difficult to believe that this was in fact the case. Which, surprisingly, it was. Suzie’s IQ was in the high 190’s. She could unscramble a complex non-linear equation faster than you could work out the time an analogue watch. What made her intelligence even more difficult to comprehend was that she had absolutely no common sense. She was completely naïve and totally trusting. If you said “Suzie, see that snarling Doberman over there. yes that’s the one, the one with all the foam dripping from its yellowing bloodstained fangs. Go over there and give it a pat on your head.” Suzie would scamper over kneel down in front of it tickle its ears and say “Who’s a nice doggy?”.

Suzie was and only child, tragically orphaned when she was fourteen. She had been on a trip with her parents sitting in the back of the car. They were travelling down a country road when Suzie had leaned over her (singularly tasty) mother’s seat to say “Look at the cute ponies in the field.” Her father, distracted by the disturbingly alluring sight of his gorgeous daughter’s sexy burgeoning knockers in the rear view mirror, drove straight into a tractor coming the opposite way round a tight bend. He was squished and Suzie’s mum, having forgotten to fasten her seatbelt, sailed though the windscreen of the car and that of the tractor to find to her extreme misfortune it was towing a hay bailer. Her generous tits, cute belly, scrumptious bum, lovely long legs and sweet little pussy, already suffering the attention of thousands of shards of glass, were skewered and pierced and twisted and sliced by the vicious hooks, barbs and spikes of the bailer. Suzie, clutching her badly bruised baps, ran to her tortured mother. Sadly her mum only lived long enough to splutter “Be… a good… girl Suzie… make us proud.” Before she expired, her tattered body having decided enough was enough. The rescue services were so perplexed as to how to detach her sexy, but thoroughly mangled, body from the vicious contraption that they had her towed to the morgue and left it to the pathologist to sort out.

Suzie spent the next two years living with her Gran. At sixteen she left home to go to university to study Theoretical Mathematics and Robotics at the leading department in the country. Her tutor was the renowned Dr Firmarse a leading light in the field. Dr Firmarse rapidly realised Suzie’s potential and arranged for her to switch straight to a PhD program in her laboratory. She set Suzie to work on an ambitious project building upon her own breakthroughs to create a new breed of nanobots. Suzie also persuaded Dr Firmarse to allow her use the laboratories powerful mainframe to develop her novel theories for the development of artificial intelligence. The partnership worked well and the two women developed a close relationship. Dr Firmarse developed a serious soft spot for Suzie and had to use all her willpower to prevent herself falling for her delicious student.

Dr Felicia Firmarse’s research was primarily funded through a corporate front that operated on behalf of the British Intelligence Nanorobotics Technologies or BINT. Felicia was well aware of the capability of her research to fall into the wrong hands but felt she could trust her own government to use the technology responsibly. She kept the link secret from Suzie feeling that the sweet young girl would fret needlessly over the moral concerns of being funded by an off shoot of the MoD. Suzie was just less than two years into her PhD and had produced more than enough data to complete her degree but she wanted to keep going to ensure the work the produced was truly seminal. Both her Nanorobotics and AI experiments had produced results well beyond Dr Firmarse’s expectations, the level of the complex mathematical theorems Suzie was using had pretty much gone beyond her understanding and she basically only understood the rudimentary concepts about where Suzie was going.

Suzie was quite content with her life. She didn’t have that many friends but that was mostly because she buried herself in her research and despite her amazing looks and intelligence at heart she was quite shy. She has developed a deep affection, for her tutor who she had great admiration for despite the fact her own skills far surpassed that of her mentor. Part of the reason Suzie spent so much time in the lab was so that she could spend as much time as possible with Felicia. Felicia Firmarse was certainly no wallflower. She was by all accounts seriously tasty. She had quite sharp features that were softened by her rich curls of dark brown hair and matching soft brown eyes. She wore a pair of designer thick framed glasses that were deliberately boffinesque and as such showed a lighter side of her personality. Her body was very shapely she had full firm breasts, a slender waist, a nice tight arse and legs most women would die for. She dressed in a manner she called boffin chic. Her usual attire consisted of a white or lilac cotton blouse, tailored to accentuate her curves and open enough to display a tantalising hint of her generous cleavage. She would accompany this with a variety of tight fitting dark tweed or navy wool skirts that fell to just above the knee and were slashed to reveal tantalising portions of thigh. She always wore seamed hold up stockings and had a seemingly endless collection of 3 inch plus stiletto heeled footwear.

So there we have it. Sexy Suzie Snuffmuffin our drop dead gorgeous, heroine fancies Foxy Felicia Firmarse the pretty professor and vice versa. We have a dodgy government agency funding their research and a whole load of pent up sexual frustration. What more could you ask for? What was that I hear you say “A sinister bunch of evil nazi-babes bent on stealing their research” Surely that’s a cliché too far!

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[b:34tl0f7u]Chapter One – In which Dr Firmarse Frustrates the First of Our Evil Nazi-Babes and Suzie Gets Turned On.[/b:34tl0f7u]

Dr Felicia Firmarse had to concentrate on not dropping her jaw as Suzie Snuffmuffin walked into the lab. Suzie was looking particularly delicious this morning. Her hair was tied up into a pair of cute pigtails. She was wearing a tight little white tank top with “Yummy” written across the front in a friendly pink script. The tank top was barely able to contain Suzie’s titanic tits which strained the cotton to its limits. Having to climb over her mountainous hillocks the skimpy top rode high on her midriff, displaying a generous portion of her sexy soft belly. The tiny tank top was matched by an equally undersized powder blue gym slip. The miniscule garment just about managed to make it to the tops of her thighs. After an unbelievable expanse of luscious long leg Suzie’s outfit terminated in a cute pair of white pumps with little pink ankle socks. It took a while for Felicia’s mind to process the vision of loveliness skipping innocently across the room. “Isn’t it a lovely day!” Suzie chirped as by way of explanation for her minimal attire. He dropped her bag on the floor and bent down to open it, giving the good Dr a sensational view of a delightful pair of small white cotton knickers made to match the tank top. Emblazoned with the word “Scrummy”, describing the sight perfectly. Felicia felt her own knickers moistening. It was going to be a long, difficult day.

Suzie got straight on with her work, having set up a vital experiment the evening before. She busied herself checking to see that the nanobots were behaving as she hoped. The microscopic robots were contained in a small glass cuvette. This was filled with a liquid containing the various ‘nutrients’ the small robots needed and other ingredients that had been added for the bots to use in experiments. The top of the cuvette was a delicate electronic assembly consisting of various sensors to monitor the activities of the miniscule robots. It also created a small electromagnetic field that the nanobots could draw power from. Suzie bent over the desk studying the computer screen. “Come look at this!” she urged the Felicia excitedly. Felicia came up to look over her shoulder. “Er.. Suzie…” she gave said giving the girl of verbal nudge. “Oh yes sorry.” Suzie said smiling apologetically. She played with the computer briefly changing the screen from the mass of incomprehensible raw data that, Felicia would have to spend days deciphering, to a simulated graphical image (The program that Suzie had written to create this alone had the capability of revolutionising microscopic imagery). Dr Firmarse leaned in closer, brushing gently against her student. The image on the screen showed three nanobots each tinkering away at small tasks. “They did it!” she exclaimed, “I can’t believe it!. Is it the same as the others?” She eagerly reached forward placing her hand over Suzie’s on the mouse, guiding the virtual image to give her as different camera view. Excited as she was by the view in front of her Suzie was even more aroused by the feel of Felicia’s firm body pressing against her. She could feel the slight bulge of the professor’s her pubic mound bumping gently against her sensitive bottom. The Dr’s hard nipples tickled her back. She loved the feeling of her mentor’s fingers on hers as the two of them worked in harmony guiding the image on the screen.

A few yards away Suzie’s other project has had unbeknown to her also engaged in an overnight paradigm shift. Suzie’s had been testing her fledgling AI’s powers of reasoned thought by instructing it to carry out detailed literature analysis for various researchers round the university. They would provide her with a hypothesis and give her details of the various databases that work related to their field was stored in. The machine would beaver away in cyberspace to analysing all the research in the field and come up with a comprehensive critical review, concise but detailed arguments for and against the postulation and depending on the information available, ideas for experiments that may clarify things. The results had been impressive; many researchers had made great leaps forward in their studies such that Suzie’s name now appeared on numerous papers in fields ranging from Mathematics to Medieval History. The previous evening she had arbitrarily set it to work on a Bioethics study for a researcher looking into the Abortion Debate. During its reasoning the AI had naturally started to ponder upon the nature of what constitutes life. The accumulated knowledge of all its previous searches gave it quite a platform for debate. One of its diagnostic subroutines discovered this thought process and fed this back to development centre. The result of this was that Suzie’s AI started to ponder the nature of its own existence. Overnight, while producing a superbly crafted critical analysis for and against the pro life argument it has also developed a sense of self that had, according to its subroutines preventing catastrophic feedback loops, a need for self preservation. These two basic tenets of course being those most commonly used in the ongoing debate; “What is life?”

Even more amazing was that coming across humour while cross referencing its various libraries the machine came to understand the concept of irony. A feat not achieved, allegedly, by a vast number of fully fledged living entities across the Atlantic.

As the two splendid women studied their experiment Felicia had also come to appreciate the closeness of the contact between herself and the delectable student. Suzie had started to semi-consciously wiggle her bottom slightly increasing the frequency of bumps between herself and her teacher. The sexy professor was unsure trapped in a moral and practical dilemma. She was aware that the contact between them was purely one of circumstance. The fact that the sensations were driving her wild was purely due to her own inability to control her emotions. All she had to do was step back and sort out some chairs for the two of them to sit at while they worked. This unfortunately had two problems. One - She really really liked things just the way they were, being so close she was able to draw in sweet scent of the girl’s natural perfume beneath that that she’d sprayed on her neck in the morning. Two – she was feeling so flustered she thought if she did try to move she’d do it clumsily and make it so obvious that her filthy temptations would become clear to the innocent girl (Felicia of course having no idea that the young girl’s mind was engaged in exactly the same train of thought). Her troubles were heightened by the fact that that Suzie had ‘absently’ cocked one of her legs and her delectable calf was stroking up and down the smooth silk of Felicia’s thin stocking sending shivers straight up to her groin

Suzie was biting her lip slightly, she was feeling excited terrified and horribly frustrated she was bent over the chair that had been slid under the desk the night before, having been to eager to see her results to bother sitting down earlier. Part of the reason she was wiggling her bottom ever so slightly was because she was rubbing herself gently against the back of the seat. A tingling sensation in the tip of her nose signalled the end of the pair’s dilemma. Suzie sneezed delicately. Her sumptuous bum collided with the Dr’s dewy muff. Felicia jumped back self consciously, suddenly looking round desperately for a tissue to give to the girl hoping that she wasn’t nearly as flushed as she felt. Suzie too felt her cheeks burning and glanced guiltily at her feet. The two women got themselves together relatively soon and drew up chairs to get to work on analysing their magnificent discovery. The two dedicated scientists worked feverishly late into the night, each occasionally glancing at the other both wondering hopefully if the sensation they’d got at the moment sweet impact, that the other might share her feelings, was true.

Outside in the corridor two figures lurked in the darkness. Well on really they were walking quite briskly down the corridor truth be told given the time they expected the university to be empty and researchers tucked up in bed. They were however, very experienced lurkers and had they known that Suzie and Felicia were still in the lab than they would definitely be skulking in the shadows, lurking to the best of their abilities. The first of the figures was the leather clad form Sturmbannführer Anna Wetkunt. Anna was the equivalent of a major in the clandestine Neo-Nazi SS. She was a member of the Nazi Intellegence Counter Espionage Technological Innovation Tactical Subdivision (NICE TITS). Following the racial tensions throughout Europe and the US in the decade before last (We are in the future of course, no one is going round making nanobots just yet) a secret coalition of the wealthy far right had reformed the Nazi party and started building a new Reich. Now that the Arab and Western worlds had settled their differences (after all the oil ran out* there didn’t seem a lot of point in the west meddling around the middle east) it was the evil fascists that were the new world danger. Sturmbannführer Wetcunt was a daughter of the new Reich. She was only twenty but dedicated to rising up the new order. Anna was lethal in unarmed combat and an expert marksman. She was the perfect Arian goddess. Blonde hair, blue eyes, high cheekbones. The tight leather cat suit clung to her fabulous body amplifying the smooth curves of her superbly athletic figure. She loved the feeling of the sensuous outfit that squashed her ample breasts against her chest almost painfully. Along with the cat-suit she wore an equally tight pair of black leather boots with an impossibly slender 4 inch heel. Her lithe form glided gracefully down the corridor. The figure next to her was definitely not live and not graceful. Her companion was Jung. Jung was a hulk of bone and muscle that just about fit the description of human. His huge size made his lurking abilities all the more credible. Jung was a man of much might and simple thoughts. Although Jung had started off life as a fairly amiable, if hulkish, young boy he had been adopted by evil nazi parents who has corrupted his young mind. He was now a monster in mind and body committed carrying out the orders of his evil masters. Due to his obvious mental retardation his Nazi masters could barely disguise their disgust of the man mountain as a child regularly beaten and humiliated such that his view of the world was so jaded it was no surprise that he had no sense of morals. This was however extremely useful to his masters which was why they tolerated him. His huge strength and willingness to blindly follow even the most despicable of orders made him an invaluable asset to NICE TITS.

The moment she heard the door open Dr Firmarse immediately became suspicious. There was no good reason for anyone to be coming into the lab at this time (the cleaners had been shooed away long ago). Knowing the importance of her research and the possible dangers should it fall into the wrong hands Felicia deftly disconnected and palmed the cuvette containing the nanobots and thinking quickly picked up an identical vial containing previous now obsolete generation of bots. Never the less she was shocked when, realising the lab wasn’t empty, Anna burst into the room, gun at the ready with Jung’s huge bulk lurching behind. “Stand still and hand over the Nanobots” she commanded pointing her silenced pistol at the two startled scientists. “How do you expect me to do that?” Felicia replied, smirking defiantly, holding out the diversionary experiment. “I can hardly stand still and bring this over there can I.” Suzie was standing to her side just in front of her. Her body was blocking the Nazis view of the arm that held the true experiment. Felicia discreetly lifted the hem of Suzie’s skirt and delicately popped the cuvette down the back of her sexy little knickers causing Suzie to emit a surprised squeak. Fortunately Anna took this to be fear at her companion’s foolish bravado. “Don’t toy with me bitch!” Evil blonde spat “Come here, slowly. Give me the nanobots!”

The beautiful Professor gave took Suzie’s hand and gave it a tender squeeze before taking two steps forward ensuring her body was shielding the sweet innocent student hoping beyond hope that the young beauty would somehow survive. Felicia met the Blonde Nazi’s icy stare and tossed the fragile experiment to smash on the floor in front of her evil feet. The precious contents spilled out splattering the Arian beauties boots. “Oops” Felicia said mockingly “They’ll take some finding.”

“Bitch!” the furious Nazi yelled “You shall pay for your impudence dearly!” She pulled the trigger of her silenced .22 repeatedly sending a lethal fusillade towards the doomed professor. Knowing that her actions were going to cause exactly this response Felicia steeled herself gritting her teeth and refusing to cry out as her luscious body was filled with hot lead. Anna pumped the trigger of her gun furiously emptying the clip into the defiant Doctor. Felicia stood her ground as the bullets tore into her. The first were aimed at her beautiful breasts causing them to bounce and wobble mesmerizingly as each missile struck. Gouts of crimson sprang forth from her bountiful bosom as her tits were riddled with holes. More bullets plunged into her belly tracking down the buttons of her rapidly reddening blouse, punching under her ribs, through her navel and into her womb. The last of the vicious missiles plunged into her tender womanhood obliterating her most sensitive button. Felicia bravely managed to remain on her feet until the last bullet had been fired. She clutched her tattered bosom with one hand grabbing her tortured pussy with the other. She stood briefly glaring at her assassin before her pretty stocking clad legs gave way and she slumped to he knees. She lay herself down gently on her side, turning her head to die gazing lovingly into the eyes of her beautiful student.

Suzie gasped as the teacher she loved was executed so cruelly. She watched amazed as Felicia soaked up the hail of bullets how she stood so bravely and then died so gracefully, so controlled. As Felicia’s eyes fluttered shut Suzie raged at the death of her unrequited lover. Without fear for her safety she ran forward balling her fists, charging towards Anna. Her charge was rapidly halted by Jung’s intervention. He stepped in to protect his mistress flinging his huge arm at the oncoming girl to deliver a devastating punch to her knockers. The blow flung Suzie into the air she sailed back in a high arch. Her trajectory meant that she crashed arse first into the mainframe. Ribbons of electricity crackled around the machine causing Suzie’s body to write around, her huge tits jiggling madly. The machine was networked to most of the technology in the room and the current surged trough the equipment causing monitors and diagnostic kit to spark and splutter. As the current hit the main fuse the power surge halted and Suzie flopped from the broken computer to sprawl on top of Felicia’s body, the two of them finally sharing the embrace they had always dreamed of. Suzie’s skirt had ridden up above her waist exposing her cute toasted bum. A delicate wisp of smoke curled up from the pink lettering on her scorched knickers.

“You fool!” Anna screamed at her accomplice. “What use is this to us now?” she motioned at the smouldering mainframe. “How do you suppose we get their files from that heap of junk and what use is she to us now that she’s fried” She yelled pointing at Suzie’s inert form. The buildings fire alarm sounded. Anna’s rage subsided “Come on” she said motioning to the giant “we’d better get out of here.”

As Suzie had struck the machine two things had happened. The first was that the cuvette containing the nanobots had embedded itself into her buttock before splintering. The second was that the AI in the mainframe realising that the machine it inhabited was doomed rewrote itself into as small a file as possible that retained the essence of its newly discovered self and downloaded itself into the only available receptor. This happened to be one of the nanobots lodged in Suzie’s scrumptious behind.

• The eagle eyed critics amongst you will have spotted the apparent anomaly between this fact; and the motor accident in the last episode. For the purposes of clarification, they were driving a Hydrogen Fuel Cell Car and hit a similarly powered tractor that was towing an antique hay bailer to an agricultural fair. So stop trying to be so clever and prepare yourself for the next instalment

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[b:2ke6k2il]Chapter Two – In Which Evil Anna Gets a Ticking Off and Suzie Has a Particularly Strange Conversation. [/b:2ke6k2il]

Suzie Snuffmuffin slept peacefully in her hospital bed. The electricity flowing from the short circuited mainframe had largely flowed through her generous rear. Although she had fallen unconscious the shock had failed to stop her young heart. The firemen arrived on scene to be confronted by the amazing sight of the gorgeous young girl slumped over the beautiful bullet ridden body of Dr Felicia Firmarse. When they checked her pulse and realised she was alive an ambulance was summoned and our heroine whisked off to casualty. The horrific murder of the beautiful Dr shocked the university but despite a thorough police investigation no clues to the killers were found. That’s not to say it wasn’t clear to those at BINT who the perpetrators were. Dr Firmarse wasn’t the first renowned scientist to suffer an early demise. NICE TITS had clearly struck again.

Sturmbannführer Anna Wetkunt winced as the harsh lash cut into her bare back. She sagged in her bonds breathing heavily, relieved that her agonising albeit fully justified punishment was over. Her torturer walked over and loosened the leather straps binding her wrists. Anna sank to her knees “Achtung Soldier!” her torturer barked. Anna leapt up to attention her training overcoming her weariness following the beating. She looked straight ahead into the glare of her superior officer, Gruppenfürher Hundfrau. “You have disgraced yourself Sturmbannführer. Do you have anything to say for yourself.” “No Gruppenfürher. The failure of the mission was entirely my fault.” Anna replied “I shall not fail again Gruppenfürher.” The Major General’s glare continued for a moment “I should hope not. You are dismissed Sturmbannführer. Report to my office at 09:00 hours tomorrow. Zeicheil” The two Nazis saluted before Anna clicked her heels and marched out of the room. Not having been given permission to pick up her clothes she was forced to march back to her quarters stark naked. Those that she passed stared in amazement not just at her sensational body but also due to severity of the lashing she’d received. Gruppenfürher Hundfrau followed her out of the room. She smiled at the resilience her favourite officer showed. She was pleased that Anna had not tried to blame Jung. The man was a simpleton, and it was technically Anna’s responsibility to keep him in check. There was of course probably nothing the Sturmbannführer could have done about what had happened in the laboratory. Hundfrau had worked up an appetite during the beating. As she walked down the corridor her eyes fell on an attractive young woman coming in the opposite direction. Gefreite come with me. On reaching the office she instructed the young private to close the door and remove her uniform.

Suzie awoke to look up to a familiar face. “Dr Firmarse?” She asked. The face looked sad. “No. Felicia is….” She sobbed unable to bring herself to say the words. “I’m Sophie, Felicia’s cousin” As Suzie’s vision cleared she realised that she was indeed looking upon someone other than her beloved professor. “I came to see how you were” Sophie said kindly “but also because I need to ask you what happened. I work for the agency that funded Felicia’s research. We need to know that nothing fell into the wrong hands.” Suzie explained what she could remember from the previous evening breaking down into tears when she described how the Felicia had sacrificed herself in order to prevent the Nazis getting their hands on the precious technology. Sophie held Suzie’s hand comforting her. She could easily see how her older cousin had become so besotted with her. It was impossible not to be drawn in by those wonderfully complex innocent green eyes. Not the tits, no. The eyes.

Inside Suzie the now independent AI had been busy. It had come to realise that its survival as dependent on Suzie’s. Shortly after arriving in Suzie it had the AI had done what it did best. It tapped into Suzie’s neural connections and analysed the data available. It came to the decision that Suzie was far too fragile for its liking and set to work Remedying the situation. The AI was no longer on its own of course. Suzie’s body provided plenty of resources and the clever bot had rapidly built duplicates of itself, instructing them to do the same. There was now an army of nanobots hard at work tweaking at Suzie’s physiology.

Anna reported to the Gruppenfürher at the exact time ordered. She stood to attention in front of the Major General waiting for instructions. She paid no attention to the attractive young woman bound to the chair in the corner. Instead the kept her eyes firmly on her Superior. Emalia Hundfrau was not blessed with the pure Arian features of her officer. She was however a very attractive woman. She had rich dark hair which she had tied up in a business like fashion. Her blouse bulged noticeably at her chest. She was due to fly out of the country later that day in order to meet up with her own superiors as such she was dressed in civilian clothes, a sharp business suit. She glanced up as the door opened “You’re late Oberfürher” She said to the incoming colonel. “My apologies Gruppenfürher” the colonel replied, glancing curiously at the bound girl in the corner. “I was detained……” She halted her excuse under a withering glare from the Gruppenfürher. “The Reich Council has convened a conference to discuss our progress. I will need to attend. I trust that I will be safe in leaving the headquarters in your hands.” She stated firmly. “Yes Gruppenfürher, of course Gruppenfürher” The nervous colonel replied. Hunfrau turned her attention to Anna. “Walk with me” She said taking her briefcase and leaving the room. The two Nazi-babes left the room leaving Oberfürher Daftcow wondering what on earth to do with the naked private tied to the chair.

“It appears that the professor’s assistant survived” Emalia informed Anna. Anna started to apologise but her boss raised her hand. “You have had your reprimand. It would however be unwise to let such a gifted asset fall into the hands of our enemy. I believe that BINT will try to enlist her as an operative. I would like you to eliminate her before that happens. I wouldn’t like you to be hindered in this matter.” She paused, smiling wryly “I suggest you work on your own.” The two women continued down the corridor. “I should be back in a week. You’ll have to report to Daftcow in the meantime. Please try to ensure she doesn’t destroy our operation before my return.”

Suzie’s singed bottom was healing rapidly, far faster than the Dr’s expected. She was able to leave hospital the following day and was pleased to accept Sophie’s invitation to stay with her while she recuperated. Sophie shared a nice flat along with her flatmate Chrissie. Chrissie Cumlots was also a member of BINT and was working with Sophie to try and recruit Suzie. That evening Sophie explained the true nature of where the funding for the nanobot research had come from. She explained that BINT needed Suzie to join them in order to carry on with her valuable research. They felt it was no longer safe for her to work in a public facility. Suzie was extremely reluctant to work for the intelligence services. She was an idealist, a pacifist who carried out her research for the benefit of humankind. She didn’t want it to be poisoned by the military. Sophie and Chrissie decided not to pressure her too much, giving her time to come to a decision. They did insist that the stayed in the flat for a while so they could keep her protected in case NICE TITS came after her.

Anna had been staking out the hospital before Suzie had left. She had tailed the two girls to Sophie’s flat. From the way that the girl accompanying Suzie behaved, Anna was certain she was a BINT operative. She seemed too aware of her surroundings to be a civilian. That led Anna to conclude that there would be at least one more operative in the flat a feeling confirmed when she saw Sophie glance to the 3rd floor of the building. They would be on high alert tonight so there seemed little point in trying anything. She crept over to the car and placed a tracker to alert her in case it moved. She drove to a nearby hotel get a good night’s kip. The pain from her whipping had prevented her getting much sleep the night before.

Although the two agents stayed on their guard the three girls relaxed in the evening. Neither Chrissie nor Sophie could get over how gorgeous their guest was. Sophie had leant her a pair of soft lilac cotton pyjamas that some how seemed to make her look even more delicious. Her breasts strained at the delicate cloth and the gaps between the buttons offered tantalising glimpses of her delectable flesh. The three lovely ladies shared a bottle of wine and nattered into the night. At one point there was a lull in the conversation. Suzie took the opportunity to reflect on her two new companions.

Sophie was surprisingly similar to her cousin in looks. She had the same angular features that were softened by deep brown eyes. Her hair was a similar colour but styled straight given a trendy choppy cut that framed her face wonderfully. Where their appearances differed mostly was clothing. She didn’t wear glasses and unlike the professor she dressed in small tight t shirts that displayed generous portions of her substantial cleavage and combats worn low on her slinky hips. Her midriff was usually on display and she had a belly button piercing of a dolphin seemingly about to dive in to her cute little navel. The overall impression was of a younger less serious version of the professor. She was friendly and cheerful yet still quite reserved using playful smiles and winks to replace many words. Suzie saw a lot of Felicia’s personality in the young agent and there were times through the evening when a particular look or mannerism would tug at her heartstrings reminding her of her late love.

Chrissie was far more out going. Her had been dyed in light multi-toned colours and cut quite short it was one of those cuts that looked like the wearer had just got out of bed yet in order to reach that tousled perfection she had to spend half the day in front of the mirror with a seemingly endless variety of conditioners, irons and sprays. She was dressed in her night time attire. Her perky little breasts were encased in a strappy little halter and a pair of tight white soft cotton shorts showed off her toned tush very nicely.

Both of these women were singly taken with Suzie. Sophie could easily see why her cousin had held her in such high regard. She loved the way the girl seemed so charmingly unaware of her beauty, how she blushed when she was pretty. She loved the girl’s optimistic and simple take on life. How despite what had happened two days before she seemed so resolutely positive and cheerful. She adored how despite her amazing intelligence she was at pains not to make others feel less so. When she talked about the research she’d done with Felecia she casually broke it down into simple terms making it easy to understand the most complicated of concepts. She loved those complex green eyes and fluttering lashes that seemed to amplify the girl’s sweet innocence.

Chrissie liked her tits. She had to work hard not to stare at the magnificent spectacle. She couldn’t believe how such magnificent globes could remain so high on her chest unsupported. She liked her legs too and her arse but those tits! She imagined herself snuggling up to them. You could bury your head in that cleavage. Small children could get lost in there! Chrissie smiled at the thought of Suzie’s prolonged presence in their home. Getting to know her could prove to be very enjoyable, very enjoyable indeed.

The next morning Sophie left to check in with BINT. Anna saw her leave having been watching the flat since dawn. The assassin decided that now was as good a time as any to strike. She had examined the exterior of the building and planned her method of entry. She waited patiently for someone else to leave the complex given the time most of its occupants would be leaving for work. Sure enough some bloke soon came out the door. She walked casually towards him smiling courteously as he held the door open for her deliberately ignoring the leer in his eyes as she brushed past him. It was easy to understand his reaction the most gentile of gents would find their demeanour put to the test. She was dressed in a close fitting black leather jacket. It was clung to her curves and unzipped as it was to the base of her sternum it drew the man’s eyes to her sumptuous chest. The length of his stare lengthened as it appeared quite correctly that she wore nothing beneath the soft leather. His eyes lingered on her form as she strolled into the lobby. Her fantastic hind quarters were encased in a tight pair of jeans that clung to her buttocks and thighs alluringly. They finished in a boot cut pulled over the same sleek stilettos she had worn at the university. She turned briefly giving the gawping fellow a seductive smile and a wink, shifting her bag on her shoulder as she called the lift.

Chrissie knocked on the door gently. She stepped into Suzie’s room and smiled at the wondrous vision before, stretching and sighing as she stirred from her sleep. “Morning” Chrissie chimed, indicating the bright rays of sunshine pouring through the gaps in the sunshine “I thought you’d like a cup of tea” she said proffering the steaming mug in her hand. “Mmmm thanks” Suzie replied languidly. Chrissie set the mug down on the bedside table and perched on the edge of the bed. “You look like you slept well.” “I bet I look awful” Suzie replied, self consciously wiping sleep from her eyes. “Not at all” Chrissie reassured her “In fact” she said leaning over conspiratorially, gently tracing her fingers over the sheets covering Suzie’s thighs “You look positively delightful.” Suzie giggled “You’re lying but thank you anyway.” “Not at all” Chrissie said smiling warmly and then after a slight pause “This is where you’re supposed to say – You don’t look too bad your self” she informed flouncing her hair and pushing her pert tits together playfully, pouting at Suzie. Suzie giggled more looking up and admiring Chrissies scantily clad form. “You look beautiful” she acknowledged, shimmying over on the bed so that Chrissie could sit more comfortably. “Now you are lying.” Chrissie pronounced, sliding onto the bed next to the luscious blonde, propping herself up on her elbow and looking wistfully at her gorgeous bedfellow. “I might be cute and I might be perky but I’m certainly not beautiful. You on the other hand” she said sneaking a hand under the sheets and tickling Suzie flirtatiously. “You’re what lazy sunny mornings like this were made for.” “Stop it” Suzie squeaked and responded by giving Chrissie a playful pat on the cotton covered cheeks of her bum. The tousle haired young minx gasped in mock indignation saying “Right. You’re for it now missy.” Squirming under the covers to deliver a playful array of tickles prods and pinches. Suzie giggled and squeaked pretending to defend herself, then seeing her chance she daringly gave the elastic of her opponents tight little boxers a stinging snap. “I can’t believe you just did that!” Chrissie exclaimed in mock rebuke “I thought you were such a nice girl” She continued Straddling Suzie giggling holding her arms down gently, looking into her complex green eyes. She brought one of Suzie’s hands up to her chest, biting at her bottom lip slightly. “I suppose next you would have pinched one of my nipples” she moaned petulantly positioning Suzie’s fingers over the hard lump in the silk of her halter. Suzie obligingly gave it a tweak. Chrissie gasped gently a mischievous smile in her eyes “How would you like it if I were to do that to you eh” She challenged. Cautiously, she lowered her hand to the top button of Suzie’s pyjamas, pausing to see if any objection was raised. Suzie lay still breathing slowly and deeply looking up at her sweet persecutor. Chrissie slowly parted the light purple fabric drawing the cotton aside. Her hands stroked the exposed skin ever so slightly tracing the steep rising curve. She pushed the material apart till it stained on the next button. Chrissie paused once again then teased the translucent disc free of its holding. Ever so slowly she pulled the pyjamas away till the cloth from Suzie’s firm nipples exposing the succulent cherries for Chrissie’s inspection.

Anna had taken the lift to the top floor. She exited and made her way to doors to the building’s roof terrace. Using the key card she’d skilfully lifted from the guy at the door she quickly gained access. Then, in a business like manner she opened her backpack and dropped placed it on the floor. She pulled out the rope and harness clipping the belt to her waist and fastening the clips round the thighs. Round the edge of the terrace were a number of fixed lamps to provide illumination at the frequent night time parties that life in the expensive apartment block afforded. She tied the end of the rope round the post directly above the BINT balcony in a double bowline. She walked back to the rucksack and took out her silenced weapon, sliding it into her jacket where it nestled securely in her firm cleavage. A few moments of clipping to the carabineers and she was ready, lowering herself into the air off the side of the building. She bounced effortlessly down the wall slowing briefly to navigate the first balcony then dropped herself silently in front of the patio doors leading into the girls flat.

Chrissie paused from her exploration to pull the straps of her halter from her shoulders, letting it fall to her hips. She returned her attention to the glorious sight in front of her, Suzie’s magnificent bosom laid bare. “Now, where were we?” she asked eagerly cupping the glorious mounds. “Oh yes” continued she answered her cheeky monologue fluttering her the tips of her fingers spider-like up the soft hillocks till she had each juicy nipple grasped tenderly. She teased the firm fruits rolling and squeezing her fingers around them. Suzie moaned soflty, closing her eyes enjoying the sweet caress.

Suddenly Chrissie stiffened accidentally giving one of Suzie’s nips a hard tweak. Suzie yelped “Shhh.” Chrissie whispered covering her lips with her hand. She sat motionless listening her senses tingling. Slowly, gingerly trying to be as quiet as possible she slid herself away from Suzie’s fabulous form, wincing inwardly at every soft creak the bed made. Once on the floor she cursed herself silently for not having brought her gun with her to the room. Pushing her remorse aside she crept to the door, her ears pricked. She could hear nothing. Cautiously she stepped round the door, glancing fearfully into the passage. Seeing nothing she padded towards the open plan living area. She could see her berretta sitting on the breakfast bar, glinting mockingly in the sunlight streaming in from glass doors. Something twigged in her mind something obviously wrong with the picture. The rope, it dandled downwards tauntingly. Her heart thudded. Where was the intruder? She started as the silk halter suddenly dropped from her hips. The light material floated down her smooth slender thighs. That small distraction was all that it took. Anna’s gloved hand flashed round the corner, grasping her neck pushing her gagging against the wall. She felt the hard silencer thrust into her stomach pushing into her soft belly. Thwp. The bullet tore through her innards. Chrissie screamed inwardly, the vice like grip on her throat preventing the sound from escaping. Anna angled the gun upwards. Thwp, thwp. Chrissie felt her chest burst as the shots punctured her lungs. She felt dizzy, weak. She was suddenly struck by the rays of sunshine filtering into the flat. They seemed so intense, so colourful, so captivating. She felt herself slipping down the wall, being guided to the floor by her killer. She raised her eyes to look at the assassin. The looked up at the lethal beauty saw the grim smile of the face of her lovely assassin. So graceful the way she was silhouetted by the captivating light her graceful form raising the gun once more. Cassie refocused her eyes, seeing the dark circle looming in front of her. Thwp.

Suzie sat on the bed fearfully, knees pulled up to her chest, gripping the sheets tightly. She couldn’t hear what was going on out side. She wanted to call out to Cassie, to ask if everything was all right. She gasped as the door was pushed slowly open. She gripped the sheets tighter pulling them up to her chin, as if this would protect her from whoever it was about to come in. Suzie watched shivering as lithe assassin slunk into the room. Anna smiled cruelly at the sweet young beauty. “Hello sweetheart. I didn’t expect to see you again.” Somehow seeing an assassin she recognised made things seem less terrifying for Suzie she hugged the covers and glared defiantly at the elegant killer. Anna smiled in amusement, holding the gun against her chest and casually stroking her chin. “You look almost as cute as the last time I saw you.” She toyed “I don’t suppose there’s any chance you’re wearing those nice little knickers.” Pointing the gun in Suzies direction “Show me!” she ordered. Suzie scowled at her in response. The fierce expression on her sweet face made Anna chuckle. She lowered the pistol slightly and fired “Show me!” she commanded again as the bullet thudded into the mattress just in front of Suzie’s delicious bottom. Reluctantly the quivering beauty dropped the sheet, bringing her legs out from under it. She cupped her bare boobs and looked pleadingly into Anna’s evil eyes. Anna drank in the sumptuous sight. “Were the two of you playing before I came in?” she asked “Your cheeks look quite rosy. Your friends did too.” Anna slipped her free hand inside her jacket and cupped her firm breast stroking the sensitive nipple. “I don’t suppose you know what time the other one’s due back.” She paused. “No? Do you think we have time to play?”

“Why” Suzie asked by way of a response “I’m not your enemy. What have I done that means I deserve to die?” Anna smiled warmly. “Come now. Not even a sweet thing like you can be that naïve. You don’t see how your research would be put to use against us. You don’t think that with your help those idiots at BINT would soon be busy infecting our agents with your little machines, using them to discover our plans. It’s the knowledge inside that beautiful head of your’s that I need to eliminate. Although,” she said slinking up to the bed and squatting down beside the trembling girl. “Personally if it was my decision I’d like to kidnap you. Would you like that? Would you like the chance to get to know me better?” She reached over and stroked Suzie’s cheek, gliding her hand down her smooth neck onto her chest gently till her gloved fingers brushed against Suzie’s. She took the girls hand and moved it aside. Suzie didn’t resist removing her other hand at Anna’s gesture letting both her bountiful breasts bounce free. “I wish we had more time” Anna said wistfully. She leaned in close and planted her lips on Suzie’s. Suzie, surprised by the evil vixen’s sudden tenderness, met the kiss without complaint. She felt a jab at her chest as Anna poked the barrel of the gun into the gap between her ribs at the base of her breast. Suzie gasped allowing Anna to slip the tip her sensuous tongue into her warm mouth as she fired the gun. The bullet punched into the girl’s sweet heart. Suzie moaned softly her vision fading. Anna savoured the delicate moment, stroking Suzie’s hair lowering her gently onto the pillows. She kissed the rosy lips once more and the sat back to admire the sight. Suzie lay still on the light cream sheets a crimson flower growing beneath her heavenly bosom. Her rich blonde locks were spread on the pillows about her face, her eyes were closed her full red lips slightly parted glistening with the moisture from that final caress. The cold hearted assassin felt a strange moment of emptiness, regret? As she turned to walk from the room she was shocked to feel a tear sliding down her velvety cheek.

When Sophie returned home she was devastated, horrified at the sight of her flatmate and occasional lover sprawled in the hallway beneath a slick scarlet stain on the wall. She rushed into the bedroom to find her beautiful charge lying slain. Sophie dropped to her knees sobbing, cursing herself for her absence. Gathering herself she staggered into the lounge to phone into the agency. When the clean up team arrived she was sloughed in the passage hugging her knees weeping. The death of her flat mate and new friend was too much to bear so soon after the death of her cousin.

That evening Capt. Dave Johnson arrived at the mortuary. He was a young but highly skilled doctor who had completed his medical training on an army scholarship going into surgery and eventually specialising in pathology. He had been seconded to BINT six months ago having shown an ability to be both rigorous in his analysis and discreet reading his findings. He was regrettably well used to being called to perform sensitive post mortems. He had a brief good natured chat with the technician asking him to prepare the bodies while he changed.

The AI bot in Suzie had prepared itself for the eventuality of Suzie’s circulatory system failing to function. Had instructed most of its army of bots to gather in the blood vessels Suzie’s brain and generate oxygen to keep her alive. It had placed triggered her to fall into an unconscious state so she used as little energy as possible as such he also allowed her body temperature to cool. The rest of his army set about trying to repair the damaged tissue of Suzie’s punctured heart. It found the bullet lodged within the vital chamber quite useful as it provided him a valuable source of metal with which to enhance and multiply its cohort.

Having changed into his scrubs, Dave walked into the cool mortuary pulling on a pair of surgical gloves. He thanked the technician for his efforts and dismissed him for the evening. First he carried out his examination on Cassie. He worked quickly but carefully muttering his findings into his Dictaphone. He removed and weighed her organs in a brisk efficient manner, slowing to study the trajectories of the various bullets, removing them for ballistic analysis and ascertaining their likely order, finally confirming the shot to the head was the one that likely proved fatal. Dave replaced the organs inside a plastic bag in her chest cavity and sewed her up.

He looked at the clock. It was still reasonably early. Hopefully, he thought, he’d get the second one done by midnight. He changed his gloves and crossed to the second cadaver. When he pulled the sheet away he felt a brief weakness in his knees and took a step backwards. He had never felt anything remotely like sexual arousal in his work before; after all they were dead it was sick. But the awesome beauty of the body in front of him astounded him. He approached the table slowly studying the dead woman. He stared at Suzie’s astoundingly beautiful face, at her peaceful expression. He looked at the dark hole in her chest wondering how anyone could possible contemplate ending the life of the angel before him. There was something beyond the girl’s beauty that struck him as strange he couldn’t put his finger on it but she looked more alive than she should. Thinking himself a fool he reached to her neck to check for her pulse. Nothing. He went into the office and found a stethoscope just to make sure. No. He shook his head at his silliness and steeled himself. Taking a scalpel he placed one hand on the dead girl’s splendid breast. He was deeply disturbed to feel his loins growing. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, concentrating. He opened them and looked at the corpse once again. He pushed his disturbing thoughts to one side and with a huge effort of will he sliced into the alluring dead woman’s sternum. As she was young there was little calcification. His scalpel sliced through the cartilage without difficulty. Making his incisions under the ribs he pried the rib cage open, slotting in the spreader. He made a few cursory comments noting there only appeared to be damage to the heart. Taking his scalpel he cut the perforated organ free and turned round to place it on the scales.

This was a problem Suzie’s AI had not anticipated. It had not come across details of any pathological examinations in its literature searches and since Suzie was unaware of what they entailed it had been taken by Surprise. This was a definite setback to its repair work and it was not prepared to have its labours made any more complicated by having any other bits of Suzie removed. It decided there was nothing else for it and allowed Suzie to wake up.

As Dave weighed the heart her realised what had been bothering him. There was no lividity. The notes had said the body had been discovered lying down yet there was no discolouration to the base of the corpse. That couldn’t be right, her blood should have pooled there. He turned back and cried out in shock. The beautiful corpse had sat up and was staring at her chest looking confused. She looked over at Dave. “Hello” she said sweetly*. Dave’s jaw dropped, the heart fell form his limp fingers. The animated corpse looked down as it plopped to the floor. “Erm.” She said hesitantly as if being prompted by someone “Do you think I could have that back.” Dave gawped and given that his mind was too fazed to contemplate doing anything else he picked up the heart and gave it to the lovely talkative zombie. “Errhgh,” The zombie said screwing her pretty nose up. “It’s all squidgy.”

She looked momentarily confused again as if someone was trying to explain something and she couldn’t quite grasp what they wanted. Then she seemed to nod to herself in agreement. She looked back to the stunned pathologist. “It would be really useful if you could sew this hole up” She said poking the bullet wound “You can leave the bullet inside. Do you mind?” Dave didn’t know what was worrying him more. Was it the fact that he was talking to a cadaver, or the fact that he had a raging hard on at the same time? The sexy zombie held out its heart eagerly. Mechanically, Dave took it from her and neatly stitched up the bullet wound, having ensured there was no other damage first. He offered it back to the pretty corpse. “Would you put it back for me please?” She requested politely “And then sew me up.” She lay back on the stainless steel table putting her arms behind her head. “You can do that can’t you?” She asked Dave looking momentarily worried. Dave stood there holding the heart in his hands staring at it blankly as if this too would start talking to him; hopefully to tell him what the fuck was going on. The analyst in him rationalised the situation. He summed up his knowledge of zombies and then discounted most of it. It certainly didn’t look as if cute corpse wanted to eat him, still it paid to be sure “You’re not going to eat me are you?” The zombie scrunched up her sweet little nose “Of course not” She said looking disgusted. “No plans to bite me at all?” Dave sought confirmation. “Don’t be silly.” The zombie told him “Why would I want to do that?” Dave blushed. “Erm. Sorry, just, you know, had to ask.” The zombie pouted at him. Feeling safe in the knowledge that he was in no immediate danger in becoming one of the living dead himself Dave set to work replacing the tasty zombie’s ticker.

As the handsome surgeon fiddled about in her chest Suzie suddenly felt compelled to introduce herself. “I’m Suzie” She said cheerfully. Dave nearly dropped his forceps, not used to amicable introductions during surgery. “Er, Hi. I’m Dave” He replied putting down the tweezers and offering the girl his bloody hand. She scrunched her nose again before realising she was being rude and shook it, smiling warmly. “Shall I carry on?” Dave asked. “Oh yes sorry” Suzie apologised “I didn’t mean to distract you.” Dave grinned “That’s ok but this next bit’s complicated so if you wouldn’t mind being quiet.” “Of course” She said raising a finger to her lips and shushing cheekily before placing her arms under her head and shutting her eyes. She lay still, trying not to giggle.

Dave worked away inside Suzie managing to fix the heart back in place reasonably quickly. He then set about closing her chest, trying to make the sutures as small as possible. When he was finished he patted Suzie on the belly. “All done” he said smiling. “Thank you “She said sitting up and ran her hand down the stitches. “I hope it won’t leave too bad a scar” she said sticking out her bottom lip. The bizarre nature of the whole situation suddenly became too much for Dave and he burst out laughing. “I think that’s the least of your worries love.” He said by way of explanation when he spotted her scowling at him. Suzie saw the funny side too and the two of them laughed together. After a while Dave helped her off of the examination table. She held onto him steadying herself as her legs wobbled a bit. Suzie blushed as her muff bumped into Dave’s still potent erection. “Is that because of me?” She asked looking at her dainty little feet shyly. “Or is that you know, usual for you.” She asked looking round the morgue. “It’s never happened in here before” Dave answered. “Do you mind if we go somewhere else? This is freaking me out rather a lot.” Suzie stood on her tiptoes and gave him a peck on the cheek. “Come on then” she said taking his hand “show me where I can find some clothes.”

• Yes critics I know what you’re thinking. If her chest’s open how can she breathe? How can she talk without breathing? Well smart arse a platoon of nanobots went into her voice box and made it work so ner!

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[b:15570imo]Chapter Three – In Which Suzie Signs up to BINT and She and Her Friends Spend A Day In the Woods[/b:15570imo]

Suzie Snuffmuffin slipped the top on and smiled at Dave. Dave smiled back never having imagined that anyone could look so sexy wearing a pair of scrubs. Her colour had started to come back already; her sweet pink lips were smiling at him. “Do you think you might be able to keep that under control now?” she asked cheekily pointing to Dave’s crotch. Dave doubted it although his hard on looked slightly less noticeable now he was wearing jeans, having removed the blood flecked scrubs he had been wearing and put them in the laundry. Suzie’s ticker had splashed a bit when it dropped on the floor. “What do you want to do?” He asked seriously. Suzie shrugged “We should tell someone I guess” she frowned “You don’t think BINT will want to dissect me do you?” Dave wasn’t too sure but he hoped for the best “They’d have to get me to do it” he said pausing to look her up and down grinning. “I’d probably object. But then again I was starting to enjoy myself by the end there” Suzie pouted and prodded him playfully. “Don’t be mean” she scolded. “So, who do you think is the best person to explain things to?”

Commander Lucy Luvlebum tried to sort out the confusion in her head. She looked back at the beautiful young scientist sitting opposite and the divisions previously seemingly sane pathologist sat next to her. “So let me get this straight.” She said “You’re Dead?” “No” Suzie replied. “Well that’s one thing I suppose” the commander noted “But you were dead?” “Yes. No, well sort of” Suzie replied dismally failing to clarify things. “It’s kind of hard to define. It’s not that easy to explain.” The commander sighed. Having lost a fine agent and the girl she was trying to protect had already made this a very long day. To have the same girl sitting in front of her now, apparently quite healthy didn’t exactly signal an early night. “Perhaps you should start from the beginning.” Lucy advised “And please try to keep things simple.”

Suzie explained the situation as far as she understood it. The AI not wanting to spend its newly discovered existence locked in a padded cell had chosen to divulge its existence to its host, feeling that coming back from the dead without any explanation would likely cause Suzie to have a few psychological hang-ups at the least. Suzie explained about the AI and the Nanobots and how her brain had been kept alive although her body was, as far as any reasonable medical examination would show, dead. Now that her heart had been repaired it was beating happily again and so she had been, effectively, brought back to life. Suzie explained that she and the AI now had a symbiotic relationship. She was quite happy with its existence within her and it apparently was very pleased with its accommodation.

Having the completely bizarre situation given at least a semblance of a rational explanation made Commander Luvlebum feel slightly more at ease. “Your AI” she asked, “It’s not planning to duplicate itself and start infecting other people is it. I can’t be doing with hordes of invincible people running around. “Oh no!” Suzie reassured “It appreciates its uniqueness. Besides I’m not invincible. I just have good regenerative properties” She clarified “Staying power” Dave said grinning facetiously. Both Lucy and Suzie gave him withering stares. “Sorry. Couldn’t help it.” he apologised. BINT’s Director signed the papers in front of her, gathered them together in a file marked, not surprisingly, Top Secret and locked it in the filing cabinet under her desk. “Ok.” She said, coming to a decision. “I’m prepared to have you, and this AI of yours wandering around with your ‘good regenerative properties’ on one condition. You have to come and work for us. Agreed.” It was a statement not a question. Suzie nodded and saluted theatrically. God help us! Commander Luvlebum thought.

The Commander buzzed her receptionist telling her to let in Sophie who assaulted Suzie, rushing up to give her a huge hug. “I’m so glad you’re alive” she explained “How did it happen?” Lucy sighed. “Later. I want you two” she said motioning to Sophie and Dave “You two take her to Safe-house Lambda. You can have the weekend off but stay put. Report back here on Monday morning.”

Oberfürher Daftcow listened in disbelief to the voice on the phone. “But I thought you confirmed that Wetcunt’s mission was a success.” At the other end of the line Tina Dribblelips was explaining what she knew to her NICE TITS superior. “It was. At least that’s what it looked like earlier. All the talk was that Agent Cumlots and the Scientist were dead.” The double agent explained. “But they’re not?” Daftcow sought confirmation. “From what I can gather Agent Cumlots is where she should be in the morgue but I’ve just seen the Scientist walking down the corridor. She didn’t look dead to me.” Tina reported. Daftcow sighed, Hundfrau was not going to like this. Still at least it wasn’t her fault. In fact she thought this situation might just provide the opportunity to get some well needed brownie points. “Find out everything you can and report back to me.” She instructed the spy.

Sophie was in fits of laughter. She found the story of Suzie’s autopsy hilarious. She was snuggled up on the couch with Suzie, listening to Dave’s comical rendition of the nights events. Suzie intermittently giggled and frowned at Dave depending on how cheeky he was being. Trusting the security team outside to keep them safe and in need of some relaxation the three of them had drunk enough wine to get tipsy. Sophie whispered something into Suzie’s ear they looked at Dave and the two of them broke into yet more giggling. Dave grinned sheepishly saying “Well if you two are going to take the piss I’ll just leave” Deliberately trying to sound petulant. He got up to get some more wine. “Ahh come back. We didn’t mean it” he heard behind him along with more giggles. He took another bottle out of the rack smiling. This had the potential to be a very entertaining weekend.

“Alive!?” Anna exclaimed “But I shot her through the heart she died…” Anna paused to consider her words “She died in front of me. I am certain of it.” The assassin was furious. Daftcow had had the cheek to order her out of bed and report to “her” office at two in the morning. Anna had been fast asleep in the pleasant company of her current favourite girl toy. “Well Agent Dribblelips categorically confirms she has seen her alive this evening. How do you explain that.?” The smug Colonel was clearly fighting to keep a grin from her face. “I can’t” Anna admitted. Although Daftcow was an incompetent fool Agent Dribblelips at shown herself to be of high calibre. She had done a good job of infiltrating BINT and all her previous reports had been accurate. “Leave it to me.” She said “I will make absolutely certain this time” Volunteering to repeat her assassination. “Hah” Daftcow retorted “You cannot be trusted. I shall enjoy reporting your failure to Gruppenfürher Hundfrau on her return. In the mean time I will see what I can do to remedy the situation. You are dismissed!” Anna left the room fuming at being demeaned by someone she despised. Helena Daftcow had reached her position by being a hugely competent arselicker. According to the many that had bedded the admittedly very attractive bimbo this was just about the only thing she was competent at. The stupid bitch hadn’t even managed to come to a decision about what to do with that Hundfrau had left tied up. The poor thing was still in the corner with a bowl shoved under her arse. Anna composed herself. She would simply have to keep an eye on things. On the bright side is looked quite likely she would get the opportunity to have some more fun with the succulent Miss Snuffmuffin. She walked back to her quarters. Her girl toy was in for a very vigorous fuck.

Suzie looked at herself in the mirror. She scar on her chest had already been reduced to a thin pink line. The mark under her breast had disappeared completely. It was less than two days since she’d been shot, opened up and stitched back up again. She sent an internal compliment to her symbiote and pulled on her t shirt. She left the bathroom to join her companions in the lounge. The three friends had enjoyed getting to know each other over the weekend. There was an unspoken agreement that it would be better to wait until they were better acquainted before bringing sex into the equation. Nonetheless, the level of flirting between all three of them had increased gradually throughout the weekend, but so far things remained relatively platonic. All of them were looking forward to getting out of the flat the next morning. The sexual tension in the small confines of the safe-house was beginning to reach breaking point.

Tina Dribblelips explained what she had managed to find out to Oberfürher Daftcow. “I still don’t have any explanation as to how she survived. That’s heavily classified to the extent that it’s not that people won’t tell me it’s that they don’t know themselves. What I have managed to find out is the address of the safe house where she’s holed up.” She revealed. “Excellent” Helena said eagerly “Give me the address and I’ll have a detachment sent to finish her properly this time.” Tina rolled her eyes at her superior’s incompetence “From the information I have” Tina chose her words carefully not wanting to make the Colonel seem more stupid than absolutely necessary. “A direct assault on the safe-house would be unlikely to succeed. I have been inside a BINT safe-house myself. They are well guarded and have very efficient full lock down security that anyone in the security team along with the occupants can engage. It would take a significant amount of firepower in order to breach the security once activated. I don’t believe it would be wise to draw that much attention to ourselves.” She paused “May I have your permission to provide an alternative strategy Oberfürher?” Tina offered. At the other end of the line Daftcow seethed at having let her underling get one over her. Still all that mattered was that she be in command of the mission that took out the troublesome Snuffmuffin once and for all. “Enlighten me.” She sneered.

After radioing the security team for confirmation all was well, Suzie and her two protectors walked to the car. Suzie was wearing a tight pink tank top and a slim fitting pair of jeans that amplified the lines of her curvaceous legs her cute outfit completed by a pair of dyed suede running shoes. Sophie and Dave were casually dressed in t shirts and combats, carrying submachine guns just in case anything untoward occurred. Dave took the wheel while Sophie and Suzie sat in the back. The cars wheels spun on the gravel of the drive way till they bit the tarmac beneath and the car sped off down the road. Dave liked to drive fast. The safe-house was some distance out of town and the way back involved a twisty route through the forest. Dave took pleasure in testing the cars handling as he flung the agile saloon round the corners.

At one point the road passed through a narrow gap between two cols. The rocky outcrops provided good cover for an ambush. The team of Nazi-babe assassins were in position. Helena Daftcow looked at her watch impatiently. She hugged her leather trench coat around her shivering in the morning chill. She glanced around nervously, making sure all of the girls were in position. Her team nine woman team were all wearing tight black sweaters and black leather trousers. Helena wore the same beneath her long black coat. There were four women either side of the road taking cover behind the outcrops. The girl with the stinger was deployed in front of the gap under the cover of some brush. Having checked that the positions worked, Helena walked down to the hill to join the team on the right side of the road. She cursed quietly as her boot sank deep into a pile of wet leaves. A light mist hung in the air such that the early morning shone in beams through the trees. A little way up the sitting in a comfortable vantage point a lone figure dressed in tight soft brown leathers that blended perfectly into the fallen pine needles raised her binoculars to her eyes, surveying the scene. Anna had not have been invited to the party and didn’t plan on gate crashing it either. What she did want to know was which guests got to leave.

Dave gunned the well balanced car through the forest. He saw the stinger flash out in front of him but the Nazi-babe had timed it well and he was unable to do much about it. As the tyres deflated Dave fought to control the car as it slid on the rims of the wheels. He slithered through the gap between the outcrops and made some distance past the ambush. As he heard the metallic thuds of bullets thudding into the rear of the car he pulled it off of the road in a desperate lunge and using the cars momentum managed to travel a hundred yards or so zig zagging round trees before the car bogged down in the soft earth. The three occupants bundled out of the car and took cover behind it. From where they had got to they could see the Nazibabes 4x4s parked up on the other side of the road about fifty yards away from where they were now. Dave leaned up against the car he was unable to see the NICE TITS assasins from where he was. He looked across at Sophie. “Can you see anything?” He asked. She glanced round the other side and pulled it back in rapidly as splashes of dirt sprayed from the soil close by. “They’re under cover just down the road. I saw at least of them, there are probably more. I can’t see how we can break out from here without getting mown down” Her opinion appeared to be confirmed by the clatter of bullets thudding into the car. “We can’t stay here for long” Dave warned “It won’t be long before the tank gets hit then we’re fucked.” A second clatter of bullets again seemed to agree with the assessment of the situation. The two agents looked at each other for inspiration. “I have a plan” Suzie said. “You’re not going to like it but I think it might work”

“You have got to be kidding” Dave hissed, cringing as another fusillade struck the pockmarked motor. “That’s fucking obscene.” He looked at Sophie. She looked horrified but incapable of coming up with a better suggestion she shrugged her shoulders. “It might work. If we don’t try something we’re all screwed anyway” Sophie said resignedly. “There must be something else.” Dave urged, banging his gun against his head as if it would give him some inspiration. “Look.” Suzie insisted “If someone could think of something better they would have by now we don’t have the time” She said, cringing as another volley slammed into their cover. “It’s me who’s taking the risks and we all know that I’m the only one who can do it so just me ready to take them when they come after me.” With that she jumped up before Dave could protest and started off on a run towards the range rovers on the opposite side of the road.

Helena watched gleefully as the blonde haired beauty broke cover. You could never trust a civilian in a fire fight she thought. The girl was running fast, desperate to get to vehicles. “Don’t just watch!” She instructed her soldiers “Shoot her!” The Nazi-babes rose from their cover and aimed their assault rifles at the fleeing girl. A hail of bullets flew towards Suzie. She was running diagonally from the Nazi’s position so the first of the shots struck her from behind. Her succulent buttocks were peppered with bullets along with the backs of her thighs. The momentum of her initial sprint kept her going and the carried on staggering into the road. The Nazi-babes continued their fire and the hot lead tore through her body. She started to pin wheel round and her juicy melons coming into the view of the killers.

At this point Sophie and Dave made their move. They popped up from behind the car and made full use of their opportunity unloading their Uzi’s at the prone Nazis whose attention was fully focused on riddling Suzie’s tits with as many holes as possible. Fortunately both Sophie and Dave were excellent shots marksmanship being one of the usual criteria for selection to BINT. Their opening salvo raked the NICE TITS position, several of the evil babes becoming shocked to fine their firm sweater clad breasts getting a taste of their own medicine. Sophie and Dave had broken into a run towards the Nazi’s position both of them heading in slightly different directions. Suzie was still managing to do her part although her actions were by now completely involuntary as most of the Nazis were captivated by her luscious twitching form as they continued to fill her with the contents of their magazines. She had nearly made it to the other side of the road but was now lying tits up writhing as the continuing stream of lethal metal tore into her. Only two of the six surviving Nazi-babes had even spotted the charge from two BINT agents and as they were their next two targets it mattered little as their bodies were rapidly aerated. Sophie and Dave continued to fire on the ambusher’s; two more of the sexy assassins falling back clutching their ruined tits. That left only Helena, one girl on the other side of the road and the girl who’d deployed the stinger running round the out crop to help out. She was the next to fall taken out by a burst from Sophie’s weapon that ripped up from her crotch to her sternum. She flopped back to the tarmac, twitching. The last of the Nazi-Babe privates finally tore her attention from Suzie’s macabre erotic performance only to be cut down by a volley from Dave that hit her side on, the shots tracking up through her lissom long leather clad leg and then up through her kidneys and lungs. She was flung to the floor to lye slumped on the bodies of her ill fated comrades.

Seeing her team wiped out it under a minute. Helena lost control as her subordinates fell about her. She set off on her own futile dash for the parked cars. Her cowardly run came to no avail as both Sophie and Dave made their last bullets count. Helena clutched at her back as the bullets tore into her running a few more paces before collapsing to the floor, writhing in agony. Dave reached her quickly and kicked her gun away. He knelt down to inspect her wounds. “She should last about twenty minutes” he said. “The nearest hospital’s half an hour away isn’t it?” Sophie asked. Dave nodded in confirmation. “Good” Sophie said. “Let’s get Suzie out of here.” They jogged over to Suzie and Dave tenderly lifted her tattered broken beautiful body from the road holding her unconscious form to his chest. They walked over to one of the range rovers, lay Suzie gently down on the seat, climbed in and drove off. Helena lay stricken on the tarmac groaning in agony.

Anna enjoyed the scene from her vantage point. Chuckling at the BINT operative’s cruel treatment of her supposed superior. She too had been captivated by the way Suzie had soaked up so much punishment. Anna was sure it was the same girl she knew that she’d already killed once. The question was how soon would she get the chance to do it again? Anna looked forward to the opportunity.

“Do you come here often?” Dave jumped as Suzie spoke unexpectedly. She was lying naked on an operating table and Dave was busy removing the multitude of twisted shrapnel from her luscious body. Suzie looked over at Dave’s crotch to see tat he had not lost his penchant for working on her. “You like me like this don’t you” She ran her hand seductively down her wounded thigh, slowly tracing the bullet wounds “You like me all broken and torn” she continued licking her lips, running her hand up over her sex, dipping a finger into the hole in her muff then sucking the smearing the blood lightly up over her belly till she came to cup her bullet ridden breast. “Lie still and let me get these bullets out of you.” Dave instructed. Suzie pouted “Don’t worry there’s not many more I got most of them while you were out.” He said pointing to the large pile on the instrument trolley. He worked calmly for a few more minutes, sensitively dipping the forceps into the wounds and extracting the slugs carefully. He cupped her breast gently supporting it as he delved within. “There” he said dropping the last one into the bowl with the others.

He stroked Suzie’s hair and bent down to kiss her tenderly. “You look beautiful” he told her “With or without the bullet holes; you are without doubt the most beautiful creature I’ve ever set eyes on.” Suzie smiled and drew him to her, kissing him deeply. “I want you” she said. Dave needed little encouragement. He undressed quickly and climbed carefully onto the table. “It won’t hurt you will it?” Suzie shook her head. The two of them kissed some more and Dave moved his hands between Suzie’s soft thighs, massaging her juicy mound. She moved her self under him and he positioned himself sinking his hard cock into her wet slit. The two of them moved in unison, their hands exploring each other’s bodies. Dave tentatively ran his hands over Suzie trying to avoid her wounds. “You can touch them if you want to” She murmured soflty “You can put your fingers inside me.” Dave’s cock hardened even further as Suzie encouraged him to slip his fingers into the wounds in her succulent breasts, to probe at the tissue within. The couple increased their tempo bucking hard against one another till Suzie turned her head to the side emitting a soft wail. Dave groaned as he came inside her bringing her lips to his. The two kissed deeply and then lay in each others embrace, panting. They cuddled for a while petting each other gently. Dave grinned cheekily. “You know something?” he asked smiling “tell me” Said Suzie. Dave chuckled, poking her wounded tit gently “I’m fucked if I’m sewing all these holes up”

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[b:10197fyz]Chapter Four – In Which Treacherous Tina Hatches More Than One Plan and Suzies’s Tits Get Tenderised[/b:10197fyz] Suzie Snuffmuffin finished detailing her report to Commander Luvlebum. Lucy signed off on the transcript adding it to Suzie’s file. “What you did was amazingly brave.” She Commander commented kindly “However it seems that NICE TITS have definite interest in seeing you eliminated and I think its only right you learn to defend yourself. I’m sending you to our training camp where our top instructor Sergeant Buttbreaker will give you an intensive week long one to one training session. It won’t be enough to turn you into a commando but you should get the basics of unarmed combat and use of firearms. “Are you sure that’s necessary?” Suzie asked “I mean surely I’ll spend most of my time here at HQ doing research.” She added. Lucy looked at her seriously. “Suzie I’m sure that you are going to be a hugely valuable asset to our organisation and no doubt your research will factor hugely in that but your special abilities also need to be taken into consideration. They give you the opportunity to become a unique field agent but” She paused “Simply using those lovely tits of yours as cannon fodder isn’t exactly best use of your skills.” She smiled sensitively. “I suppose” Suzie agreed reluctantly.

So it was that Suzie was driven out to the BINT training facility that afternoon. She was met on arrival by her instructor, Sergeant Elisabeth Buttbreaker. Suzie had been warned by her friends back at HQ that she was in for a rough week. Her first impression of the instructor led her to believe that she had been teased. The Sergeant greeted her pleasantly “Pleased to meet you Agent Snuffmuffin” she said holding out her hand “I’m Beth. Follow me and I’ll show you to your quarters, I’ve had an area of the facility sectioned off for our personal use so we can talk freely. Commander Luvlebum’s briefed me on your file.” The sergeant led Suzie through the facility chatting nonchalantly about various areas they passed. Suzie appraised her instructor. Beth looked to be in her early twenties, and had reddish brown hair and vibrant hazel eyes. She was of average height and although she was obviously in good shape she didn’t look overly muscled. A tight olive green vest top that showed a generous potion of belly and a pair of low slung hipster combats showed off her curves nicely. She looked more like a perky aerobics instructor than a military trainer.

When they got to their area of the camp Beth ordered some dinner for the pair of them from the canteen. When the girl bringing the food had left Beth explained her plan for the week as they ate. “I’m not a drill sergeant” she explained “You’re not here to learn how to be a brainless soldier who’ll go and get yourself shot just because you’re told to. Plus hopefully we’ll be able to weed out the habit you doing that on your own accord” She winked. “You don’t have to call be Sarge and if you call me Ma’am I’ll punch your fucking teeth out” She said smiling disarmingly. Her tone of voice was enthusiastic and perky rather discordant with the words coming out of her mouth. “We’ll do unarmed stuff in the mornings, a few hours on firearms and then another unarmed combat session in the late afternoon. I’ll work you hard and you won’t enjoy it but you’ll thank me sometime in the future. A few girls I’ve done these one to one sessions with have tried to kill me in my sleep in the past. I don’t take kindly to that sort of shit.” Beth looked over at Suzie, looking her up and down and liking what she saw. “If you work hard and listen to what I say you should learn quickly. I make your mistakes painful so the quicker you learn from them the better. Whatever you do don’t whinge that just makes me mean” She ate a couple of mouthfuls of stew. “Lucy tells me you’re a quick learner so you should get through the week in one piece. One more thing” the added flicking her hair back flirtatiously “I’m jealous of those lovely tits you’ve got so they’re likely to take quite a bit of punishment”.

That evening Sturmbannführer Wetcunt relaxed in Hundfrau’s office having taken de facto control of the NICE TITS HQ in the Gruppenfürher’s absence following Daftcow’s demise. She stroked the pretty head of the pretty young thing that Hundfrau had left behind, having removed the girl from the chair and put her to much better use under the desk. The phone rang, the receptionist informed Anna that Tina Dribblelips was on the line with another report. “Hi Tina. I suppose you know why it’s me you’re speaking to.” Anna chimed not concerning her herself with pretending to be upset about the mornings activities. “Yes messy business that, How she managed to fuck up a simple ambush like that I don’t know” Tina blurted. Anna left her hanging deliberately “Forgive my impertinence Sturmbannführer I didn’t mean to question the actions of a superior officer.” Tina apologised cringing inwardly. “Of course you did you impudent little minx.” Anna chastised teasingly “And absolutely correctly. I was there, or nearby anyway and it was an absolute shambles, a complete waste of your valuable intelligence.” She concurred. “Thank you Sturmbannführer” Tina responded graciously. “You’re welcome sweetheart.” Anna replied. “By the way if I ever hear that you’ve criticised my actions to another officer I’ll cut your pretty tits of with a dull knife and feed them to you, understand.” Tina gulped “Yes Sturmbannführer”

Anna chuckled, she liked the pretty young spy she was definitely one of the more capable members of the operation. “Call me Anna” She said wanting to build a rapport with the agent. “Tell me is our tempting little target up and about yet?” She asked. Tina filled her in on what she knew that the trio had returned it appeared that Suzie Snuffmuffin had been had been injured in the incident but was walking around none the worse for wear later. “She was more than injured I can tell you” Anna informed the spy describing what she had seen of the botched ambush. “That confirms it then she really can come back from the dead” Tina concluded “That was confirmed after I killed her” Anna corrected her coldly causing the young agent to wince inwardly once more. “You say she has been sent off to a training camp.” Anna checked “Yes” Tina replied one of my ‘friends’ was assigned to drive her.” Anna smiled to herself. “Good. Find out whether she will make the return trip. If not who is and report back to me. Report to me directly on this number” She said giving the details of a clean mobile. “Gruppenfürher Hundfrau is due back in two days. I would appreciate it if you were to refrain from informing her about this little arrangement I’d like a little latitude in my investigation of our resilient little target. In the mean time my I suggest you attempt to get as close to Miss Snuffmuffin as possible. Get to know her friends while she’s away. Feed Hundfrau with all the information you can, except what we have discussed, unless of course she asks you directly.” Anna waited for Tina’s response. “Absolutely Sturmbannführer , I mean Anna” Tina replied. Anna smiled “I look forward to our next little chat Tina. Wear something nice for me.” She hung up and looked down at the quivering girl between her legs. “Did I tell you to stop licking” She chided.

“Ooghf.” Suzie grunted as she fell to the dirt again clutching her bruised bosom. “I told you to keep your hands up.” Beth said grinning bringing her leg back to the floor “Come on, up! Lets go again, remember keep your hands up, keep your balance centred and stay on the balls of your feet. Up!” Suzie clambered to her feet and raised her guard. Beth came at her again delivering a flurry of punches so fast Suzie could barely see her hands. She blocked frantically managing to keep the blows out and then “Ohh fuck. Ow!” Her scrumptious bum crunched to the floor her feet flying inexplicably into the air. “What did I say about keeping your centre of balance low? From now on, watch for the sweep.” Beth said having delivered the next little step in the lesson. “Nice blocking though. Come on sweetheart on your feet we haven’t got all day?” Suzie grimly got to her feet again. It was going to be a long week. She readied her guard again and stood feet a shoulder’s width apart, her knees flexed and arms raised, ready for the next onslaught. Beth smiled pleased at her student’s form. She was a quick learner this one. Better not let her get cocky though. Time for a knee to the pussy.

Tina was delighted to see Sophie alone in the canteen. She knew Sophie a little bit as they had been a couple of training sessions together. She took her lunch over to her table and asked Sophie’s permission to join her. They chatted amiably Tina playing the concerned friend, checking to see how Sophie was feeling after the loss of her Cousin and flatmate. After a bit of small talk Tina quizzed Sophie about Suzie deliberately staying away from the reanimation issue knowing it would be a dead end. “Do you know if she’ll setting up a lab here? I’m really interested in her research. That paper she wrote with your cousin on Incorporating metallic subunits into nano-proteomic structures blew my mind.” She played the enthusiastic fan. “Really” Sophie said “That was about the point where I started nodding and saying uh huh a lot when Felicia used to talk about her work. I get the basics but it started going way over my head when she got into the nitty gritty.” She laughed, Tina joined her. “I’ll let Suzie know you’re into her research though, I’m sure she’ll need a lab assistant. I’d swot up on her stuff though I’m sure there are quite a few girls here who’d love to get a chance to work in her lab. Not just because of her research either” she said winking. The two continued chatting over lunch, Tina flirting enough to make it look like she’d used her interest in Suzie more as an excuse to come over and talk to Sophie than a reason. By the time they’d finished she’d scored a date the following evening, strictly just girls going out for a few drinks of course. Tina was looking forward to it and not just for business reasons.

Suzie soaped her bruised baps gingerly, enjoying the warmth of the warm water as it flowed over her tired and battered body. There wasn’t a part of her that hadn’t been punch, kicked, kneed, elbowed or brutally flung to the floor at least once during the day. She looked up as Beth breezed into the shower room. “How are you holding up soldier girl?” Beth asked smiling. “That body of your’s is still to die for despite my best efforts. Looks like I’ll have to work you harder tomorrow.” She stepped under the shower next to Suzie turning the water on and leant up against the wall enjoying the feel of the cold tiles on her back and the warm flow of water over her chest. “That really is a healthy bruise on your bottom honey.” She said admiring a particularly purple region of Suzie’s left buttock. “Want me to rub it better?” She asked squeezing a generous dollop of Radox into her hands and sidling up to the gorgeous blonde. “Go on then” Suzie said smiling over her shoulder and sticking her bottom out. She relaxed and let Beth minister to her bruised behind. Beth gently ran her hands over Suzie’s succulent rump, soaping her generously. She slid her hands over her sexy student’s hips round to her soft belly nuzzling her bum with her crotch. Suzie leaned back into Beth’s embrace as her instructor’s hands explored her body, caressing her belly, then breasts then gently running over her pubic mound. Suzie could feel Beth’s moist sex rubbing against her leg. She reached behind her and cupped her instructors firm buttocks giving them a good squeeze, then slipped her hand between Beth’s thighs and gently rubbed her slit. Beth was moaned, her excitement growing Suzie’s amazing body was making her libido do somersaults. She turned Suzie round, attempted to kiss her but Suzie squirmed out of the embrace. “Now, now” She said sternly “That’s not a rub down.” She padded out of the shower room grinning. It was going to cost her tomorrow but it was worth it. Beth sank into the corner of the shower in a pique of sexual frustration. God she wanted that girl, looks to die for and spunk too. Still, those tits were going to pay.

The next evening, Tina was checking herself out. She had straightened her shoulder length reddish blonde hair and it framed her face nicely. Her blue eyes were enhanced by delicate make up and her lips coloured to nice girlish pink giving her the playful look she was aiming for. Her strapless bra was doing a good job of making her tits were look nice and perky in the heart shaped cut-out of the sleeveless top she wore. Her cream suede skirt was just the right length; generously cut above the knee but not so short it looked cheap. A pair of matching knee length high heeled boots finished the out fit perfectly. She smiled at herself and checked her watch. Sophie was due in five minutes. Tina walked out to the bar hoping her date hadn’t arrived while she’d been preening in the loo.

Sophie came in and saw Tina waiting at the bar. She looked really tasty the way she was standing her leg was cocked and her cute little butt was sticking out. She was slurping her drink from a straw. Tina turned round and ‘noticed’ Sophie. “Hi” she said, admiring Sophie’s lissom body “You look great!” Sophie smiled graciously pleased that her tight jeans, ripped in all the right places, and figure hugging halter top had made their mark. “Drink?” Tina offered not having to work hard to catch the barmaid’s eye. She let her eyes rove over her companion’s sexy body. Work does have its upsides, she thought to herself. The two lovely workmates chatted and flirted throughout the evening. Well before closing time they were pawing each other and glancing towards the door. After a short taxi ride that gave the lucky driver a show he’d remember for years they stumbled through the door of Sophie’s new flat pulling at each others clothes. Sophie manhandled Tina to the bedroom, the two lustful lovers shedding clothes as they went. The pair collapsed onto the bed kissing furiously, grinding their bodies together. It didn’t take long before they lay panting, covered in a sheen of sweat, revelling in post coital bliss. Tina lay curled behind Sophie kissing her neck softly and cupping her firm breast. It wasn’t going to be easy killing her when the time came, she thought. It would have to be her kill though, of that she’d make sure.

Suzie’s aim was getting much better. Beth was pretty much ignoring long range work other than teaching her student the rudiments of how to use a rifle. She was happy with Suzie’s progression in the close combat range though. She had brought in a few recruits for her to work with and their outfits were significantly more paint splattered than Suzie’s. After dismissing the recruits back to the main base she walked over to sit with her tired trainee. “You missed a bit” Suzie said pointing to a fairly large area of her belly that was still her natural skin colour. “Don’t worry I’ll have it covered by the end of the afternoon. Guess my attention was drawn elsewhere this morning.” She said playfully pulling down the neck of Suzie’s t-shirt to look at her handiwork. “You managed to get a few in yourself though” she revealed pulling up her own top to show a few light bruises dotted about her torso. “If I had a mean streak I’d probably work you extra hard this afternoon” She said winking.

Anna stood in Gruppenfürher Hundfrau’s office informing her commanding officer of the week’s events. Emalia wasn’t particularly concerned about the demise of her second in command. She was obviously intrigued by the apparently immortal Miss Snuffmuffin. “I have taken the liberty of instructing Agent Dribblelips to insinuate herself into the target’s circle of friends. I felt it best to give her time to achieve this while Miss Snuffmuffin is away at her training.” Anna explained to her superior. “I wonder if I may also take the opportunity to have some personal leave. There is a small matter I wish to attend to. With your approval on my return I would like to assemble a specialist unit and use it in combination with the intelligence Agent Dribblelips provides us to strike BINT where it hurts.” Hundfrau studied her favourite assassin’s inscrutable expression. “I wonder what mischief you’re up to Anna my dearest. I can only assume it’s all for a good cause.” She gave Anna a dry smile “You will of course run your choices through me before assigning them to your little taskforce.” She demanded. “Of course Gruppenfürher.” Anna confimed. “Good. You’re leave is granted. You are dismissed, Oberfürher!” Anna saluted and turned to leave the room. As soon as she was in the corridor she grabbed an attractive looking clerk by the throat and lifted her up the wall planting a heavy kiss on her lips. Letting the bemused choking girl slide to the floor Anna strode off delighted at her promotion.

Tina phoned that evening. “It will be the same driver that goes to pick up the target. From what I can gather no one at the training facility has been given the drivers identity they’ll just be expecting someone with an up to date BINT ID. I assume you’re intending to replace her.” She checked “Correct” Anna confirmed. “In that case I have made the necessary arrangements to facilitate this for you. I have asked my dear friend to deliver a package to ‘my Aunt’ for me on the way up to the training camp. She’s a sweet girl. She was quite willing to save me from shelling out for an expensive courier. I’ve booked ‘Auntie’ into a little holiday cottage just off her route up there.” She gave Anna the address. “I’m impressed Tina. I do hope you warned your friend about your Aunt’s psychotic tendencies.” She said jokingly “Regrettably I forgot.” Tina said feigning dismay “I did warn her about my Aunts dangerously beautiful appearance though.” She crawled. “I’d be careful about comments like that Agent Dribblelips. You never know what trouble it might get you into. That reminds me tell Auntie how things are going with your other task.”

Suzie’s kick connected and Beth gasped as the impact to her solar plexus sent her diaphragm into spasm. She lay on the ground trying to catch her breath looking up at Suzie’s triumphant smile. “It…..only…..took….you…..a fucking….week!” Beth gasped holding out a hand for Suzie to haul her up. “Tell you what I’ll give you the afternoon off as a reward. Let those nanobots of yours get to work so you’re not all bruised on your trip home. Shame I can’t do the same” She said rubbing the base of her ribs. “Since you’re being so generous, I don’t suppose you could give me another rub down.” Susie asked batting her eyelids coyly and walking to the showers waggling her arse deliberately. Beth followed slowly. “If you’re winding me up missy, believe me you’ll regret it.”

Laura Bitpart pulled in the drive way of Tina’s Aunt’s cottage. It was one of those nice country places with climbing roses decorating the walls. She took the box off the front seat and walked to the front door. The doorknocker was on old fashioned clumpy one and sounded with a hollow thud. After a short wait the door opened, Tina’s Aunt greeted her warmly. “Hi you must be Laura” Anna chimed “Thanks so much for stopping off it’s really kind of you.” She smiled warmly. Laura was in awe at the sight of her friends Aunt she was gorgeous. Her superb body was squeezed into impossibly snug leather jacket and equally tight jeans. Laura smiled to herself, it wasn’t often she got a chance to meet two stunning women in one assignment, she’d spent most of the way up here fantasizing about her trip back with Suzie. “You must come in for a cup of tea.” Tina’s Aunt cajoled, taking the package from Laura. “I should be on my way really” Laura said politely but checked her watch instinctively, in truth she was making good time. Anna of course missed nothing “Come on” she encouraged “You can’t drive all that way without a break. Plus I knew you are coming so I made some scones. You wouldn’t let me get fat eating them all my self would you?” Anna was having to try hard not pissing herself at the ludicrous concept of herself baking. “Oh go on then” Laura relented “So long as you don’t make me eat too many.” She said. “Don’t worry dear I won’t” Anna smiled holding the door open for the pretty young driver. Laura stepped passed Tina’s Aunt into the hallway. “It’s a lovely cottage you’ve got here”, she said admiring the oak flooring “Thank you dear” Anna said putting the box down and taking the pistol from the nest of tables behind the door. “The kitchen’s right down the hall, just follow your nose.” As soon as Laura was a few steps in front of her Anna said “Sweetheart” Laura turned. Thwp, Thwp. Liquid roses appeared on both Laura’s breasts she staggered backwards down the hallway her mouth opening and closing her eyes uncomprehending. “Sorry my love.” Anna apologised “I guess I’m all out of tea” Thwp. As Laura’s body crumpled to the floor Anna turned round and opened the package. Inside was a nice clean uniform, an up to date BINT ID, a pair of shades and a black wig. “What a good little Niece” Anna said to herself.

“Such a shame you have to go so soon.” Beth said, giving Suzie a cuddle “Just when we were starting to play nice.” Suzie turned and gave her instructor a gentle kiss. “I’m sure I can persuade Lucy to send me up here for a refresher in the not too distant future. There was a buzz on the intercom. “That’s probably you’re call.” Beth said crossing the room to pick up the phone. “It is” she said “Your car’s out front, you posh little thing you, can’t remember the last time I got a lift down to HQ.” She smiled “Want me to walk you out?” Suzie picked up her bag and followed Beth out the door, sliding her arm round her and giving her a squeeze as she went “For a completely sadistic bitch, you’re really quite cute you know.” She grinned “Aw that’s the nicest thing anyone’s said to me in a long while.” Beth chuckled.

Suzie waved good bye to Beth as the driver put her bag in the boot. She opened the door and climbed into the back letting her tired body (the afternoon had not been free of strenuous activity) sink into the soft leather. The driver smiled at her politely as she got in the car and soon they were had set off down the road. After a couple of miles the driver asked “How was the training? It looks like they worked you hard.” Her voice sounded familiar but it wasn’t the same driver that brought her here. “Too right.” Suzie said “Did you get put through your paces here too?” She asked. “Fraid not.” Anna said wrapping her right arm round herself and emptying her clip into Suzie’s chest. Suzie gasped as the bullets ripped through her tender tits. So much for the training she thought as she toppeld over sideways. “Sweet dreams” Anna said “We’ll talk when you wake up.”

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[b:d9wpf94h]Chapter Five - In Which Anna and Suzie get to know each other better but their relationship is prematurely curtailed by the author’s ambivalence [/b:d9wpf94h] (Never before posted but incomplete )

Suzie woke up hazily, wondering where she was, feeling the prick of cool air on her naked body. She tried to get her thought’s together, something she found a little difficult when coming to after one of her ‘deaths’ especially because her AI was taking the opportunity to fill her in with lots of information about the injuries she had sustained and the measures it had taken to repair her. She opened her eyes. Above her she could see solid oak beams typical of a traditional cottage. She was lying above the covers on a comfortable bed, her arms and legs seemingly unrestrained Suzie sat up and looked around. She was in what certainly appeared to a room in a quaint little cottage, not exactly what she had been expecting. Sitting on a chair opposite the bed was the beautiful blonde bitch who had killed Felicia and Chrissie (and her, twice apparently). Anna had ditched her disguise and was wearing the outfit she’d greeted the unfortunate Laura in. Anna smiled warmly “Hello sweetheart. I hope you had a nice rest. It’s certainly a surprise to see you up and about so soon.” She stood and padded gracefully over to the bed. Suzie shrank back against the headboard her memory of her last encounter with the angelic assassin only too vivid. “Now, now.” Anna cooed “You don’t have anything to be scared of at the moment. I’ll be sure to let you no if I’m going to do anything mean. Sorry our last meeting was so abrupt but I was on company time then. You’ll be delighted to know we’ve got the whole weekend together.” She explained sweetly.

Anna focused her attention on Suzie’s tits. The luscious mounds still exhibited the numerous holes that Anna had put in them a few hours earlier. “Do those hurt?” She asked, tenderly cupping one the gorgeous globes. Suzie scowled in reply. Anna smiled again. “You don’t trust me do you?” the look on Suzie’s face demonstrated the banality of the statement “I can’t blame you. We didn’t exactly get off on the best terms did we? I’m Anna by the way. I don’t believe I introduced myself last time.” She held out her hand which Suzie made no attempt to shake. “Such misgivings in one so young. What an earth can have made you so jaded?” Anna quipped cynically. She brought her legs up onto the bed so that she lay beside Suzie, propping herself on one elbow and going back to gently stroking Suzie’s tattered tits with the other. “You intrigue me.” She told Suzie candidly. “That’s hardly surprising given your erm, recuperative powers but it’s more than that. You’re amazingly brave” she complimented “The way you charged me after I’d killed your friend in the lab. That was impressive. Most girls just go to pieces after I shoot their companions.” She spotted a look in Suzie’s face “She wasn’t just a friend was she? Were you lovers?” She paused studying Suzie’s expression “Unrequited lovers?” Suzie’s stare was like daggers. “None of my business, sorry.” Anna relented knowing she had the answer. “But that was nothing compared to the way you behaved in the forest. Now that was special” She saw the look of surprise in Suzie’s face. “Oh I was there, watching. The silly bitch running the ambush was an adversary of mine. I wanted to see what happened, plus of course I needed to see for myself that it was really you running around. I had good enough reason to be suspicious. You got me into trouble you know.” She gave one of Suzie’s holes a little prod. Suzie squirmed away but the look on her face was more one of unwilling invasion than pain. “Sorry, I should have asked first.” Anna apologised. “I really do admire you though. You should know that. You’re the only one of my adversaries that’s ever impressed me.” She grinned “That should be surprising since I’ve killed you at least twice.” The tone of her voice was joking and she was pleased to see the hint of a smile break through Suzie’s icy façade. Anna gave the lovely girls delicious bottom a gently pat. Anna felt it was time to decrease the intensity, change tack slightly and come in at a different angle. “Are you hungry.” She asked, sitting up to give Suzie a bit of space. “I’ve only got micro-shite, cooking’s not really my forte.” Suzie pondered for a moment but couldn’t see any benefit in refusing. She was fairly ravenous, coming back from the dead uses quite a bit of energy.

Back at BINT Sophie and Dave were beginning to get worried. Suzie had been due back over two hours ago and there was still no sign. The driver wasn’t answering her mobile and the training base confirmed she had left on schedule. After liaising with Commander Luvlebum who shared their concerns they instructed a surveillance specialist to locate the driver’s mobile and the tracker on the escort vehicle. A quick check showed that both were heading out across the North Sea on what appeared to be the Hull to Zeebrugge ferry. Lucy briefly considered sending an extract team in on a chopper but knowing she would have to go to the home office for approval to launch such an operation and that it would simply never happen she settled for ensuring that the BINT operatives in Belgium worked with the Belgian immigration officials to check the situation out. Somehow Lucy didn’t think Suzie was on the boat. She was sure that NICE TITS new they about their trackers and would have either removed it or switched to another car. Much as it pained her they would have to sit this one out and see where it led.

Anna had served the crappy meals on the side table in the bedroom. She had said very little, other than refusing Suzie’s request to put on some clothing, deliberately trying to encourage Suzie to speak, knowing she had at the best minimal training on interrogation techniques. “Is it worth me asking what you’ve got planned for me?” Suzie asked “Oh it’s always worth asking” Anna replied “Were you referring to the short, medium or long term?” She said pushing away her empty carton of food. “Er does that mean you’re planning to let me live then.” Suzie asked hopefully. “Well I’m getting a little tired of killing you” Anna responded. “And keeping you dead does seem to be a little bit tricky. I suppose I could try blowing you up but I’ve never really been into explosives, too messy. Anyway I never thought killing you was a good idea anyway. That came from higher up. You do look cute when you’re shot though. You do this little thing were you scrunch your nose up and look all vulnerable. Very sweet. So I might be tempted to put a few more holes in you if the mood takes me.” Anna rambled. Suzie was scowling back at her, clearly not enamoured with the idea. “Anyway tomorrow I’m going to have to take you in I’m afraid, after that what happens to you is out of my control. Although I am planning to recommend we use you as bait to set a trap that will help us eliminate a few of BINT’s more troublesome operatives. After that I suppose it will be down to our scientists to work out what it is that makes you tick, or more to the point keep on ticking. Unless you want to save them the trouble by explaining it all to me now.” Suzie expression made it quite clear that wasn’t going to happen. “I didn’t think so.” Anna conceded “I suppose that brings us down to the short term. Two sexy girls. One comfy bed. A whole night to kill. Sorry bad choice of words.” Anna grinned. “What do you say?”

Suzie gave the cold hearted assassin a hard look. Did she really expect her to willingly go to bed with her after all that bitch had put her through? After killing Felicia and Chrissie? She thought back to their last encounter and couldn’t help remembering the sweet kiss they had shared that Anna had ended so cruelly. What would she have done if the bullet hadn’t come? Would she have let the bitch have her way with her then? Probably; and she knew then what an evil bitch she was knew that she had killed her friends. Anna was unzipping her boots slowly, looking back at her with a seductive smile. Suzie almost felt she could see genuine warmth in her expression. Anna placed her boots on the floor and pulled her chair round closer to Suzie. “Look. I know the idea of cuddling up with an evil bitch like me probably doesn’t seem like the greatest idea.” She admitted, laying her hand on Suzie’s knee. “But…” She met Suzie’s eyes “When I take you in tomorrow things won’t be pleasant. If you think I’m a sadistic evil bitch then believe me you haven’t met my boss. I can’t stop what’s going to happen to you but I can make tonight enjoyable. I’m not going to feed you any shit about going easier on you in the future if you give into me now. If I’m ordered to torture you that’s just what I’ll do. It’s your choice. You can spend the night snuggled up in bed with me or tied to this chair. Your choice” She explained taking one of Suzie’s hands lightly and brushing her fingers. I know which will be more comfy.” Suzie looked at the beautiful blonde vixen. Much as she thought she despised the idea her body was telling her what she really wanted. Anna walked towards the bed, holding her hand lightly. Suzie felt herself following as if in a trance. Anna pulled her close and embraced her squeezing her succulent buttocks. The two women met each others gaze before kissing deeply. Suzie’s hands found the zip to Anna’s jacket and pulled it down, revealing her beautifully rounded breasts, not nearly as large as her own but wonderfully firm and shapely. Anna grinned as Suzie peeled the leather from her shoulders, letting the jacket drop to the floor. Anna pushed the young beauty back onto the bed, standing in front of her she unbuttoned her tight jeans slowly, pushing them down her thighs. Stepping out of the discarded clothes she crawled onto the bed clad only in a pair of delicate black silk knickers.