(Ropeman's Note )Here are the individual panels with added story! :la:
The lone sentry strode confidently down the empty corridor, the only sound the soft tapping of her footsteps.
A casual glance would see a beautiful young Asian woman of perhaps twenty three, her silken black hair bouncing playfully with every step, as her hips sway hypnotically. It would see her strange uniform of a violet leotard, clinging as it does so enticingly to her slender curves, the soft, comfortable leather of her gloves and boots hugging tightly to her long and graceful limbs. The uniform marks her as a member of the criminal gang known only as Orchid, but a casual observer would know little of them, or realise that the uniform must be earned with bloodshed.
The casual glance might even take in the haughty, almost arrogant swagger of the thrust back shoulders and up-tilted jaw, aided, no doubt, by the presence of the gun strapped to her thigh.
It would likely miss the occasional twitch of the gun hand, however. Or the slight dash of cruelty in the half-smile on the girl's full red lips...
The Orchids are as beautiful as the flower for which they were named, but they are as dangerous as nightshade...
The agent had been watching the patrols for a while now, and had selected her prey. The attractive young Asian we noticed before...
As the sentry passed the room she was lurking in, the agent silently opened the door and crept out behind her on flannel feet. She followed her for a few steps, listening for any other sign of life nearby.
There was none.
Satisfied, the agent pounced on her victim! In one swift move her right arm snaked under her jaw, while the left hand gripped firmly the crown of her head before twisting it savagely to the side, turning her whole body into it to ensure a clean kill.
There was a sharp crack of bone. The girl's arms flew up, causing her compact breasts to bounce wonderfully before she collapsed into her killer's arms...
With a grunt of effort, the agent hoisted the unfortunate sentry up and flipped her onto her shoulders in a well practiced move.
She stood perfectly still for a moment, feeling the few death tremours run through the dead girl's limbs as she listened again for any sign that the killing had been noticed. The area was completely silent.
Satisfied, she carried the corpse into the room she had been hiding in, realising as she did that the girl was somewhat smaller than she had thought during the selection process. But, she was the only one that was on her own for more than a minute in each patrol loop, which made her the winner, as it were...
"I hope your damn suit fits..." She muttered to the corpse...
As the agent had feared, the suit was rather small for her muscular frame, the lycra threatening to ride up where lycra should not go. Worse were the boots, which were at least a size and a half too small.
"Bloody movies always make this look so damned easy!" She grumbled, cheering herself up with a playful tweak of the sentry's toned buttocks as the body dangled halfway into the refuse bin. "At least the gloves fit, I guess. and I suppose I'm still having a better day than you are..."
She took a final picture of the humiliating pose on her phone, (she had taken several during the strip, since she didn't have time to enjoy the girl.) Before stuffing her the rest of the way in, and replacing the refuse sacks to hide her.
She would take the bin to the collection point, which was close to where she needed to get to. Useful, that...
A quick glance to the schedule showed that pickup was today, just an hour away.
She paused. There was no food or medical waste, so no smell to worry about. If she was quick enough, she could finish the mission, holdup the garbage truck, and spend some quality time with her victim after all!
With a happy spring in her step, the agent headed deeper into the base...
This one is based on several joke images of lesther2011: in which the spy takes out a larger sentry and struggles with the (presumably enjoyable) workout that is dragging her body out of sight... :meow:
Several minutes later, the spy was hobbling along in some discomfort. The boots stolen from the sentry she ambushed were definitely going to be a problem...
"Damn tight boots..." She thought. "I'll never get the job done like this!"
She was almost at the secure elevator when she heard the doors hiss open!
Jumping a little, she just managed to look like she wasn't crippled before the new sentry strode from the lift. She was perfect!
"Bigger girl = bigger feet!"
She gave the girl a friendly wave as they passed in the corridor, "Hi there!" She said. "Hey!" Came the reply...
The sentry didn't notice the spy spin around with a little leap.
Her gorgeous face scrunched up into a confused frown.
The spy dragged the third sentry into the room, her head bobbing and rolling on her broken neck. She left her sprawled in an undignified heap next to her curvy friend. She quickly kicked off the tiny boots, relishing the feeling of blood re-entering her toes...
With a contented sigh, she swiftly removed the large sentry's boots, and slipped the first one on.
In celebration, the spy lifted her into a sitting position, and kissed her tenderly, enjoying the sensation of her juicy, slack lips.
"Thanks for coming by when ya did, Junior." She teased, tousling the gorgeous mop of dyed hair "You were just in time!"
She posed the sentries together, lamenting that she had to leave them, but happy that she still had time to catch her "date" with the Asian girl if she was quick enough to catch the truck.
Blowing the dead girls a kiss, she was on her way, locking the door behind her.
