"Dolled Up" by Roadroncho ( WARNING! violence!)

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Dolled Up
by RoadRoncho,






Black combat boots clacked against the ground as a Claire moved forward to her destination, olive green short-shorts generously hugging her well-defined rear. A group of GRIN members had set up shop at a long abandoned warehouse, and the Dazzlers had been contacted to fix that. This particular Claire was a master of stealth and close quarters combat, making her an ideal candidate for the current task. She decided to make things a bit more interesting, she planned on taking out the various troublemakers without bringing a weapon. "This is gonna be like, totally funtastic." she whispered to herself, her valley girl accent obvious even in spite of the lowered voice. By the time she arrived at the warehouse's back entrance, it was a little after midnight and there was a lone guard standing there. "Ugh, this is so boring..." the latex-clad guard moaned to herself. Little did she know how much that was about to change.

Without warning, Claire wrapped an arm around the blonde sentry's vulnerable neck, locking her into a rear naked choke and pulling her away from the entrance. The harlequin kicked and struggled on the ground, her skintight costume squeaking and creaking as she tried to pry her assailant's arm from under her chin. "Shhhh. It's past your bedtime..." was the last thing the GRIN member heard before drifting listlessly into the darkness. Claire dropped the sentry to ground, staring at her limp, curvy frame with curiosity. "Hmm, I think we're the same size." she thought to herself, thinking of yet another way to spice things up. "Step one." she giggled to herself, planting the sole of her boot on the unconscious blonde's throat and twisting, snapping her neck with a soft *CRICK*. Step two was to strip the guard of her bodysuit and shoes, leaving her with only her white bra and panties. Claire then suited up, her new outfit being a bit tighter than she initially expected, but still nothing she couldn't handle. She also took the liberty of making her own tank top into a makeshift garrote. She may have been bending her rules a bit, but she thought it still counted, and that's what really mattered.

Making her way into the large, unlit warehouse, Claire walked past another guard, a brunette with brown eyes and pigtails. Making her way behind the naive guard, she slipped her improvised garrotte around the sentry's tender throat, pulling her down to the ground for better leverage. The shapely brunette tried to scream for help, but all that would come out were pathetic coughing noises and saliva. Claire continued throttling the girl without the slightest bit of remorse or pity, a perky smile adorning her face the entire time, the pitiful sounds and tears of her victim not even slightly phasing her. The guard's bloodshot eyes, wet with tears, rolled up into her head as her body finally went limp, much to Claire's satisfaction. "Whew, what a workout! Better make sure she's not faking though." the merc thought to herself as she bent the sentry's neck out of place, several pops rising from it as it broke. Dropping the body to the ground, redhead stared down at her victim and thought "Y'know, my old tank top really does look better on her." the garment wrapped around the girl's broken neck like an impromptu scarf. She decided to let her keep it as she moved on to the next victim.

Not far from her, two GRIN members, Rachel and Adriana, were bickering about...something. "-well I'm not doing it! I did it last night!" Rachel barked at Adriana. Her fellow henchwoman riposted, saying "Well, I can't do it! I'll have you know I'm allergic!". The two grumbled at each other before silently coming to a conclusion. They gazed into each other's eyes with steely determination and both got into a fighting stance... and played Rock-Paper-Scissors. Despite Adriana's claims on the contrary, Rachel knew that Rock beat Scissors,and that was that. Adriana marched off in a huff, trying to distract herself by playing with her long, curly hair as she walked. "Well... maybe it won't be so bad..." she tried to reassure herself, dreading her current task. Claire however, would soon be relieving her of that duty. The predator eyed her prey intently, noticing how her wide hips swayed with every step she took. "Here I come, bubble butt~" she thought to herself as she snuck up on the lovely latina. In a split second, Claire cupped her hands around the sentry's head and swiftly twisted, a loud *CRACKLE* sounding as Adriana's long hair whipped around and her eyes met with those of her killer.

Adriana quickly dropped to her knees before falling over, her shapely rear stuck up the air and her backwards head facing the ceiling. Claire, feeling a bit naughty, decided to pinch one of the the fallen guard's buns, before getting back to her current task. She soon found Rachel, who was quietly murmuring to herself: "Jeez, I hope Adriana ain't too mad at me. I should get her a new mallet or somethin'...". The dirty blonde jester had an undeniable look of guilt on her face, something which amused Claire to no end. "You'll be meeting her soon enough, silly..." Claire whispered before delivered a swift chop to Rachel's neck, instantly knocking her unconscious. Claire proceeded to get down on all fours before wrapping her thighs around Rachel's slender neck, squeezing to her heart's content. "I could do this all night!" she thought to herself, having the time of her life as her shapely legs squeezed the life from her helpless target. "I guess I should make it quick..." the redhead wistfully sighed, turning Rachel's neck to the left, before violently shifting her thighs to the right, snapping the blonde's neck with a painfully audible *CRUNCH*.

She loosened her grip and got up, leaving Rachel on the ground to find her last target for the night. Slowly, she crept around until she found Kelly, a young asian sentry sitting fast asleep in an uncomfortable folding chair. Claire, no longer concerned with being stealthy, skipped over gleefully to her sleeping beauty. Slowly, she placed a hand under her chin and one atop her silky black hair. "Wake up, it's time for school~" Claire chirped, waiting as Kelly slowly stirred from her slumber. "But, I don't go to school..." she said drowsily, oblivious to the danger she was in. "Oh. Then go back to sleep~" was all Kelly heard before her head was twisted horizontally, her delicate neck snapped with a melodious *CRACK*. Claire decided to play around with her, popping her neck a few more times before letting go of her, the sentry's eyes glassy and vacant, her open mouth letting her little pink tongue hang out. "YAY! Next stop, the mall!" said Claire as she stripped out of her disguise and exited the warehouse in nothing but her black bra and panties.

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My kind of infiltrator

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