Munich at Oktoberfest

[Stormtrooper1990]

This is the first of Miranda's prequel stories, during her brief tenure as an MI6 agent. Here on only her second mission, Miranda is tasked with planting a tracer on German arms dealer, Dieter Von Strauß, during the Munich Oktoberfest. This is proving difficult as her target is being swarmed by waitresses, but Miranda being Miranda, hits upon a novel idea to get close to him and complete her assignment. However this decision will land her in hot water with her handler...

31\10\2020


Miranda Croft was bored, she sat at a table nursing a large stein of beer, pondering just how on earth she was supposed to complete her mission. Miranda was at the Munich beer hall during the Oktoberfest, in only her second mission for MI6. She sighed, gulping down a swig of the amber liquid but she found the taste too bitter, Miranda was more of a Tequila shots kind of girl. Pushing her stein of beer away, Miranda caught a glimpse of her reflection, liking what she saw. At 23 years old, she had high cheekbones, narrow eyes the colour of teal and a beautiful angular face, with a mess of reddish brown hair cut into a pixie style, with small B-cup breasts and a toned lithe frame. A look that many girls had simply gone weak at the knees for. When she joined MI6, Miranda had thought she would be doing sexy spy work, travelling the world, seducing beautiful women and saving the world with a pithy line, like a more attractive James Bond with tits, but no instead she was planting lumps of metal on stupid lumps of men. Miranda shook her head, she should have stayed in the army, she had disarmed bombs under fire, saved her squad from a Taliban ambush and been decorated twice, missing out on the Victoria Cross, because she was a woman. Hell, she had made out with Corporal Beth Daniels, the sexist girl in her bomb disposal squad, in the back of a Warrior APC. They had both been cited, but it was worth it, the sex was mind-blowing. Miranda had even narrowly missed on joining the SAS, only beaten by some chiseled jaw Geordie meathead. Now that would have been a pick-up line, Miranda Frost Special Air Service, the girls would have come flocking then. Taking another deep breath, Miranda wondered what her sister, Steph was doing, probably breaking men's hearts she bet, she laughed inwardly. She glanced at her target, Dieter Von Strauß, a typical blonde haired blue eyed German male, an arms dealer who made his money selling guns to warlords in Afghanistan, the Congo and the West Bank. The man was surrounded by extremely cute waitresses, and her job was to plant a bug on the man, so MI6 could get a location on his stash house and apprehend him, his merchandise and his buyer. Then suddenly, an idea had hit her. The waitresses she needed one of their uniforms, then she could close to Strauß and plant the bug.

Miranda scanned the crowded beer hall, looking for a suitable pretty waitress that was her size. Sure enough she found her mark a brunette cutie, cleaning tables, with slender cheekbones big brown almond shaped eyes with a heart shaped face. Her dark brown hair, done up in braided pigtails with red ribbons dangling on her beautiful slender shoulders. Miranda felt her loins go afire, at the girls beauty. The waitress was wearing a loose white top, that only emphasised her B-cup breasts, over which she wore a traditional German zippered black and red apron dress with flowered detailing on the bodice. Her dress came to her knees, her long divine legs covered in white ankle socks and black strapped heels. Miranda smiled the girl was exactly her size, now she just needed to get her alone, and if Miranda knew anything it was how to lead a girl astray. " Hello fraulein, I must say you look lovely in that dress. It really brings out your big pretty eyes." She said as she approached the beautiful waitress. The girl looked up and flashed her a smile. " Danke schoen. You are an Englander, you have the most beautiful accent." Miranda draw in close, gently caressing her arm, this elicited small moans of desire from the German waitress. " You know, love? It's not the only thing I have that is beautiful. Why don't we go somewhere more private, and I can show you." The pretty waitress hesitated, her desires at war with her common sense. " But it's busy, and I don't get off until 8" Miranda lent in, gently brushing her lips and caressed her thigh with her right hand, the waitress let out a brief cry of arousal. " We both want this, why fight our desires?" She whispered into the waitresses ear, gently nibbling it. The waitress looked in her eyes. " Mein gott, your eyes. Come with me, I know a place. Call me Franka." Smiling, Miranda caressed Franka's arm. " And you can call me, Miranda, sweetheart." Franka took Miranda, by her hand. Leading her into the backrooms.


As, they entered a small broom cupboard Franka passionately kissed Miranda locking lips together, removing their clothes as they gave into their desires. Franka giggled as she unzippered her apron dress, letting it fall from her shoulders revealing a white lace thong, with frilly lace trim covering her womanhood. Miranda could feel her nipples prick under her bra, as they leant into another passionate kiss. Distracted by her attraction to Miranda, Franka never saw Miranda's hand reach her throat, as she gave the waitress a pinch on her Vagus nerve. The pretty waitress, gave a brief cry of arousal before she fell unconscious into Miranda's arm. Panting from her own sexual arousal, Miranda collected herself before lowering the half naked unconscious girl to the floor. " Sorry, sweetheart on another day, I would have made out with you all day long. But you have something I need." She said as she gently caressed the girl's face. Miranda stripped off the rest of her clothes, including her underwear. She decided she would need to take Franka's, as they would sit better under the uniform. Naked, Miranda stripped off Franka's heels and socks, slipping on the socks on her feet, then peeled off her white lace thong, exposing a small vulva crowned with a trimmed strip off brown pubic hair. As she put on the the white undergarment, Miranda took time to gently brush the girls trimmed crotch and to explore the folds of her labia, thinking on what could have been. Before she got too aroused, Miranda flicked up Franka's arms pulling her loose lace top over the unconscious girls head exposing a matching white lace underwired bra, covering her exquisite B-cups. Turning the sleeping waitresses body on her side, Miranda unclasped the girl's bra removing it from her shoulders, and clasped it over her bare breasts. She let the unconscious girl roll back to her front, affording Miranda a generous view of her small but firm buoyant pair of B-cup breasts with small rose petal dark pink areolas. Feeling incredibly horny, Miranda couldn't resist caressing the girl's breasts, her fingers stroking the girl's nipples. She stopped herself just short of an orgasm, when she was finished Miranda finished getting dressed in Franka's uniform. After she retrieved some towels from the cupboard, she bound and gagged the unconscious naked waitress, propping her sleeping form out of sight behind some shelving. Miranda shifted in her stolen uniform, it was a perfect fit, including the underwear. She knelt by the unconscious naked waitress. " Sorry, my lovely Franka. But your outfit looks better on me. You were a fucking good kisser." She gave the sleeping girl a parting kiss on her cheek, then after giving her naked form one last look, Miranda left the room. As an afterthought, she broke off the lock off the cupboard door and placed it in her stolen dress pocket, with the tracking device. That should buy her a little more time. Now all she had to do was to plant the bug on Strauß.


Miranda spoke fluent German, so passing herself off in her waitress disguise was not difficult. She scooped up a platter and walked towards Strauß, a couple of waitresses were flirting heavily with him. Miranda scooped up a Stein of beer, putting it on her platter, and walked towards the group. As she passed him, she faked a trip spilling the beer onto his expensive shoes. " I'am so sorry, these heels they are new." Miranda said in perfect German. Strauß flashed her an angry look. " Stupid girl, you should get new shoes." As she bent down to wipe his shoes clean, she planted the tracker in the uppers of his leather shoes. She got back up. " I will be pay for the damages, Mein heir." He shook his head, shooing her away with an impatient hand, as a waitress arrived with a mop and bucket. Miranda turned and walked away, a huge grin on her face. " Croft, here. Mission accomplished, moving to extract."


" What the hell was that, Croft?!" Came the angry voice of her handler Christopher Bennet. " You attack a girl, strip her naked and steal her uniform. What do have to say for yourself?" They were standing in the Munich safehouse, a few blocks away from the beer hall. Miranda was still wearing Franka's uniform. She shrugged. " Nothing, I completed the mission. We have a strong signal, and the grab teams are moving in. It shouldn't matter how I accomplished the mission, only that I did." Bennett slammed his hand on the desk. " For fuck's sake, Croft. The MI6 is not in the business of knocking out women and stealing their clothes." Miranda snorted, she hated the toffee nosed west London prick with his manicured looks and expensive suits. " Maybe it should, maybe we could get somewhere then. Less men, more women like me willing to do what is necessary." That pushed his button, he rose angrily from his desk." You put that poor girl in the hospital!" Miranda approached his desk, leaning over it. " She will live, a just gave her a little pinch that's all. She will be right as rain. Besides, she had, I needed, I took. You should be singing my praises." Bennett turned a bright shade of puce, his face flush with anger. " I' am going to write you up for this, Croft." Nightingale shook her head. " You go ahead and do that, you pompous arse." With that she turned and walked away. " James Bond, my arse." She cursed as she slammed the door on Bennett.

[simon4242]

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[Stormtrooper1990]

marvellousssssssss

Thanks, my friend.

Miranda, on scintillating form. Even back then she was knocking out chicks and stealing their clothes.

She was wasted in MI6.

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Our lucky, or unlucky (take your pick) Franka.

[meditions142]

Oh my! What a wonderful story. My goodness that was super sexy.

That description was amazingly sexy. That description "Distracted by her attraction to Miranda, Franka never saw Miranda's hand reach her throat, as she gave the waitress a pinch on her Vagus nerve. The pretty waitress, gave a brief cry of arousal before she fell unconscious into Miranda's arm."

And I like the description of Miranda enjoying Franka's body.

And I love the discussion with Bennett. There aftermath discussion was interesting including the comment "You put that poor girl in the hospital!" So i assume the pinch must have knocked her out for awhile since she ended up in the hospital.

Just an amazing story.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Oh my! What a wonderful story. My goodness that was super sexy.

That description was amazingly sexy. That description "Distracted by her attraction to Miranda, Franka never saw Miranda's hand reach her throat, as she gave the waitress a pinch on her Vagus nerve. The pretty waitress, gave a brief cry of arousal before she fell unconscious into Miranda's arm."

And I like the description of Miranda enjoying Franka's body.

And I love the discussion with Bennett. There aftermath discussion was interesting including the comment "You put that poor girl in the hospital!" So i assume the pinch must have knocked her out for awhile since she ended up in the hospital.

Just an amazing story.

Thanks Meditions142

I wanted Miranda to have a little fun, as this is her first time she stole another woman's clothes. And to corroborate what Reynolds wrote about her in her report.

That she is a very passionate, saucy young woman enjoying her sexuality. Mixing business with pleasure.


I would shudder to think what her MI6 file said about her


I wrote another prequel story for her, where she is in China and I have nearly written up the last in the trilogy, where we will see Miranda at her lowest point, hunting her sisters killers. With the help of a policewomans uniform, and guns.

[pc305435632]

Oh my! What a wonderful story. My goodness that was super sexy.

That description was amazingly sexy. That description "Distracted by her attraction to Miranda, Franka never saw Miranda's hand reach her throat, as she gave the waitress a pinch on her Vagus nerve. The pretty waitress, gave a brief cry of arousal before she fell unconscious into Miranda's arm."

And I like the description of Miranda enjoying Franka's body.

And I love the discussion with Bennett. There aftermath discussion was interesting including the comment "You put that poor girl in the hospital!" So i assume the pinch must have knocked her out for awhile since she ended up in the hospital.

Just an amazing story.

Thanks Meditions142

I wanted Miranda to have a little fun, as this is her first time she stole another woman's clothes. And to corroborate what Reynolds wrote about her in her report.

That she is a very passionate, saucy young woman enjoying her sexuality. Mixing business with pleasure.


I would shudder to think what her MI6 file said about her


I wrote another prequel story for her, where she is in China and I have nearly written up the last in the trilogy, where we will see Miranda at her lowest point, hunting her sisters killers. With the help of a policewomans uniform, and guns.

I want to see Long Johns and boots.
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Considering that the cold weather will make the victims wake up immediately, so... “no witness”.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Oh my! What a wonderful story. My goodness that was super sexy.

That description was amazingly sexy. That description "Distracted by her attraction to Miranda, Franka never saw Miranda's hand reach her throat, as she gave the waitress a pinch on her Vagus nerve. The pretty waitress, gave a brief cry of arousal before she fell unconscious into Miranda's arm."

And I like the description of Miranda enjoying Franka's body.

And I love the discussion with Bennett. There aftermath discussion was interesting including the comment "You put that poor girl in the hospital!" So i assume the pinch must have knocked her out for awhile since she ended up in the hospital.

Just an amazing story.

Thanks Meditions142

I wanted Miranda to have a little fun, as this is her first time she stole another woman's clothes. And to corroborate what Reynolds wrote about her in her report.

That she is a very passionate, saucy young woman enjoying her sexuality. Mixing business with pleasure.


I would shudder to think what her MI6 file said about her


I wrote another prequel story for her, where she is in China and I have nearly written up the last in the trilogy, where we will see Miranda at her lowest point, hunting her sisters killers. With the help of a policewomans uniform, and guns.

I want to see Long Johns and boots.
viewtopic.php?f=211&t=3780
viewtopic.php?f=211&t=4778
Considering that the cold weather will make the victims wake up immediately, so... “no witness”.

I remember playing Call of duty ghosts, there's a mission in which you infiltrate a mountain base in the snowy Andes, you steal uniforms there. Could quite easily have female sentries and commandos instead.

Mind you, it does take a while to freeze to death, so better to eliminate the sentries anyway. Don't rely on the weather