VULGAR AND RANCID 1996: PACIFIC COMMAND
Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2020 12:46 am
VULGAR & RANCID 1996: PACIFIC COMMAND INFILTRATION
Mercenary Inc., are a team of Super Powered “Guns For Hire” composed of Ex-Special Forces members from around the world.
The group has been hired to kill a high ranking member of the J.D.F (Japanese Defense Force), who will be visiting Pacific Command Headquarters for a special meeting.
Master Sergeant Melinda Ross will be the J.D.F delegate’s personal escort around the base.
Two female members of Mercenary Inc. Vulgar and Rancid are to be sent to the base to execute the hit.
Now, at Pacific Command Headquarters, several miles south of Pacific Bay, California...the two ruthless mercenaries have penetrated the base’s security.
Within the apartment of Master Sergeant Melinda Ross.
The Sergeant was in the middle of having her breakfast, when the two Villainesses broke into her residents, surprising the beautiful, 31 year old Officer.
Rancid’s hands crackle with Plasma Energy and she orders Melinda to remove her uniform at once.
Frightened, fearing for her life, the young Officer complies, quickly stripping off her heels, jacket, knee length skirt, gloves and button-down blouse.
Vulgar explains as she dresses in Officer Ross’ uniform, how she’s going to replace her as the J.D.F delegate’s personal guide and then kill him.
Melinda, standing there in her underwear and pantyhose says everyone on base will see through the scheme, because Vulgar and her look nothing alike.
Now fully dressed, Vulgar laughs and puts on a Latex rubber mask that’s in the likeness of Melinda’s face, then adds a wig in Melinda’s hair style and color.
“See? No one will suspect anything, dear.” Vulgar smiles, now an exact duplicate of Melinda.
Rancid is disguised in the uniform of a Female M.P. they waylaid and left stripped, drugged and hidden in some hedges just outside the Base’s front gate.
“The delegate’s due to arrive at 10 AM sharp, so we’d better bet moving. Time to take care of the Princess!” Rancid says, pointing at the underwear clad Melinda.
“Gulp! Take care of me?! Listen...you guys just can’t kill me! Someone will find me!” Officer Ross exclaims in a panic.
As Vulgar pours chloroform into a dust mask from a small bottle “Don’t get yourself all stressed out, honey! We never had any intent to kill you.”
As Vulgar slowly approaches Melinda, raising the mask up towards the woman’s face, Melinda says with a worried expression on her face “What a second! What the hell is that shit?!”
From behind her…”It’s just a little something to help you sleep. The alternative is, I blast you into next week! That will be quite messy. I guarantee it!” Rancid says.
Vulgar forces the chloroform soaked mask over Melinda’s nose and mouth.
Melinda’s eyes widen and she begins to struggle, trying to cry out, but the mask muffles the sound.
“Easy, there, sweetie! No need to worry! Everything’s going to be okay! Vulgar assures the struggling beauty.
Melinda’s eyes get heavy and close, the struggling ceases and she goes limp in Vulgar’s arms.
Vulgar gently places Melinda’s body on her bed, “There you go. See? Nothing to it.”
The two female mercenaries ready themselves for the task ahead.
Rancid says “Come on, let’s go! No one will ever suspect she’s here.”
“Okay...I’m all set!” Vulgar replies.
As Vulgar shuts the apartment door, she glances back, looking at Melinda’s sleeping form, lying, drugged on the bed. She’s dressed in a white, satin half slip, white, satin camisole, light, pink bra, white, cotton panties and tan, nylon pantyhose.
Vulgar hits the switch on the wall, turning off the lights and says “Bye now, honey!”
And the two women are off to their deadly mission.
Mercenary Inc., are a team of Super Powered “Guns For Hire” composed of Ex-Special Forces members from around the world.
The group has been hired to kill a high ranking member of the J.D.F (Japanese Defense Force), who will be visiting Pacific Command Headquarters for a special meeting.
Master Sergeant Melinda Ross will be the J.D.F delegate’s personal escort around the base.
Two female members of Mercenary Inc. Vulgar and Rancid are to be sent to the base to execute the hit.
Now, at Pacific Command Headquarters, several miles south of Pacific Bay, California...the two ruthless mercenaries have penetrated the base’s security.
Within the apartment of Master Sergeant Melinda Ross.
The Sergeant was in the middle of having her breakfast, when the two Villainesses broke into her residents, surprising the beautiful, 31 year old Officer.
Rancid’s hands crackle with Plasma Energy and she orders Melinda to remove her uniform at once.
Frightened, fearing for her life, the young Officer complies, quickly stripping off her heels, jacket, knee length skirt, gloves and button-down blouse.
Vulgar explains as she dresses in Officer Ross’ uniform, how she’s going to replace her as the J.D.F delegate’s personal guide and then kill him.
Melinda, standing there in her underwear and pantyhose says everyone on base will see through the scheme, because Vulgar and her look nothing alike.
Now fully dressed, Vulgar laughs and puts on a Latex rubber mask that’s in the likeness of Melinda’s face, then adds a wig in Melinda’s hair style and color.
“See? No one will suspect anything, dear.” Vulgar smiles, now an exact duplicate of Melinda.
Rancid is disguised in the uniform of a Female M.P. they waylaid and left stripped, drugged and hidden in some hedges just outside the Base’s front gate.
“The delegate’s due to arrive at 10 AM sharp, so we’d better bet moving. Time to take care of the Princess!” Rancid says, pointing at the underwear clad Melinda.
“Gulp! Take care of me?! Listen...you guys just can’t kill me! Someone will find me!” Officer Ross exclaims in a panic.
As Vulgar pours chloroform into a dust mask from a small bottle “Don’t get yourself all stressed out, honey! We never had any intent to kill you.”
As Vulgar slowly approaches Melinda, raising the mask up towards the woman’s face, Melinda says with a worried expression on her face “What a second! What the hell is that shit?!”
From behind her…”It’s just a little something to help you sleep. The alternative is, I blast you into next week! That will be quite messy. I guarantee it!” Rancid says.
Vulgar forces the chloroform soaked mask over Melinda’s nose and mouth.
Melinda’s eyes widen and she begins to struggle, trying to cry out, but the mask muffles the sound.
“Easy, there, sweetie! No need to worry! Everything’s going to be okay! Vulgar assures the struggling beauty.
Melinda’s eyes get heavy and close, the struggling ceases and she goes limp in Vulgar’s arms.
Vulgar gently places Melinda’s body on her bed, “There you go. See? Nothing to it.”
The two female mercenaries ready themselves for the task ahead.
Rancid says “Come on, let’s go! No one will ever suspect she’s here.”
“Okay...I’m all set!” Vulgar replies.
As Vulgar shuts the apartment door, she glances back, looking at Melinda’s sleeping form, lying, drugged on the bed. She’s dressed in a white, satin half slip, white, satin camisole, light, pink bra, white, cotton panties and tan, nylon pantyhose.
Vulgar hits the switch on the wall, turning off the lights and says “Bye now, honey!”
And the two women are off to their deadly mission.