You take a long drag on your cig, the vaporous chemicals diffusing into your lungs and the rush of nicotine spiked your brain.

You're completing your final prep, perusing through your mission objectives. A black tablet held in your gloved hands. On it's screen were blocks of screens and photos of your targets.

They called themselves Council, a very efficient 5 woman band of seductive and salacious slayers. As a group they even surpassed you in kill count, a dishonor you will rectify soon.

Your client was generous, each member had a bounty on their head. When proof of death was given your Swiss bank account will be graced by several millions, and you were even given a bonus. You had been provided a special synthetic compound, that would allow you to keep your targets as "trophies" for a long time.

You complete your preparations, throwing the tablet into your getaway vehicle parked at the base of the hill where your prey were perched on. You pull down your balaclava, and start your trek up with backpack on tow.

It's go time.


Your finger depresses the button, the lens of your high tech binoculars zoom in.

You seem them.

Two of them are outside, by the poolside, wearing swimsuits. The other three are scattered inside the beach house, still wearing what appeared to be evening dresses.

The Council had just fulfilled a contract, one that took place at a party. Now they were resting, celebrating their victory.

That contract was a lie concocted by your contract. The real targets were always them.

The tanned and dark skinned giantess was lying down on a pool chair, enjoying the cool night air. The redhead was like a child, paddling and swimming in the pool.

Those two were your first.

The Amazon in particular would be trouble, among the five of them only two were built for direct combat and the chocolate babe was in that duo.

You put the binoculars in your backpack, retrieving a specifically designed garotte from the inside. Your dark green fatigues would camouflage you as you slink inside.

Your creep up, your boots deftly avoiding any fallen twigs and other woodland debris that would emit noise if stepped on, like a ghost you shift into reality from the bushes directly behind the pool chair as the Amazon lounged upon it and the redhead was still swimming without a care in the world.

Sana Tsukomo, she was the strongest among them. An Australian Amazon who served as the group's muscle. You were confident you weren't going to be able to take her on in a fair fight.

Thank Goodness you avoided those.

You are directly behind her. You can see your platinum blonde hair tied up into a bun. She was wearing a gaudy leotard monokini whose cut outs exposed her rippling muscle and rock hard 6 pack abs on her flat stomach. She had dark sunglasses on her eyes, even in the evening.

A mistake.

You're atop her. Her eyes shot up under the dark lenses, any assassin worth their killcount would be trained enough to notice a presence.

You can see her shocked eyes peeking out from the rim. They were a beautiful shade of amber.

A pity.

Your fist flies out, striking her directly in the trachea. You have disabled her ability to scream out.

"GAHK" she gasps out a breathless cry.

You wrap the garrote immeidatlety around her neck, kneeling down and using the pool chair's head as leverage.

She thrashed like a raging Spanish bull, she was a strong one. You wrap the garrote around your fingers so tightly they're starting to bruise.

For all her strength your initial strike had robbed her much of it, and it would continue to sap away.

You continue kneeling, even when it was obvious she had stopped moving. Your eyes continually peering into the inside of the beach house in search of any sign you had been found.

None yet.

You let go, standing up and walking on over.

Her sunglasses were partially knocked out, allowing you to see her half open eyes that had narrowed in both pain and desperate rage. Her tongue hanging out.

In the midst of her struggle the monokini that had carefully hidden her most intimate parts were disheveled and loosened, showing off everything.

Her mammaries were massive, two vast globules of chocolate fat with beautiful light brown bumps on the summit. Your fingers move on their own, touching the diamond strong nipples, much to your shame as a professional.

You fix her glasses, so that her eyes would be hidden again. Your hands continue their meandering, first rubbing on her impressive granite abdomen and then noticing the small stream of urine down below that had been cut in half by a strand of the monokini fabric.

You part it, being careful not to let the discharge get on you. You notice the stench of pee but not stool. Looks like she had gone to the toilet before relaxing.

You're entranced, you've never seen a pussy like this. A savannah of platinum blonde hair above hazelnut colored cavern and lips.

Control yourself, you can have some fun later. There were four more that needed to go.

You fix up Sana a bit, returning her to a more respectable stain. To make it appear she was still alive albeit "sleeping"

The redhead was still swimming completely ignorant of your presence or the death of her comrade. You hide behind the chair, as still as death and as silent as shadow.

A few minutes later you hear the sound of a body breaking the surface of water and rising up. You hear the wet sounds of footsteps walking excited towards you

"Come on Sana! What's the point of wearing something like that without taking a dive into the water?" distinct Australian accent, high pitched with a tinge of foreign to it.

Baelz Hakos, the leader of the group. She acted as a handler and coordinator, behind the scenes but never in the line of fire.

Too bad for her.

"Sana?" she was a quick one, her rat like senses had been triggered and instantly noticed something was wrong.

Noticing you.

"GU-" Your cover was almost blown, your hands clamping down on her mouth.

She was so small, shorter than the freshly slain Amazon. She fights back futilely her weak arms trying to claw your face.

She was definitely not the fighting type.

You drag her over, her tiny legs kicking up a storm.

She was wearing a very cute strapless bikini colored in a red and white polka dot pattern. It reminded you of Minnie Mouse. Her blue cerulean eyes were wide in fear, pleading and even begging for you to have mercy and to let her go.

Foolish girl.

You throw her unto the gravel floor in the poolside, your hand continuing to inhibit her ability to call for help.

You shove her face down into the water, your other hand holding tightly into her wet and let down red hair.

She's screaming under the water, her hands trying to grab the back of her head, trying to wrench away your grip. You will not let go.

Her legs and feet are kicking wildly behin, you, seizing up and spasming out the longer you held her head underwater.

You were a professional, you weren't bothered by this. You especially weren't bothered by the now large pool of urea collecting under Bae's dying body. A response to the fear of her impeding death.

She stops flopping around like a fish out of water, legs falling down and staying still. Her arms dropping into the pool. You violently shove her head into a few times in just to make sure.

You push her over, her limp head bopping on the water, tangles of her brilliant crimson hair floating on the surface like algae.

Her blue eyes frozen open, staring upwards into the night sky in terrified hysteria. Her face was slightly bloated and puffy. Her tongue looking a little inflamed.

You're intrigued by this her body, you had initially expected her to be shaped like a child. Instead you're surprised by medium-large breasts and wide hips.

In another breach of professionalism your hands slide under her bra, giving a squeeze to her breasts. You can see pink puffy nipples, so very suckable. You even part away your underwear, seeing a very tight looking pussy with a very thin slit and velvety lips, a neat obviously trimmed patch of red pubic above.

Stop. Don't get distracted.

You scoop up the deceased leader of Council in your arms, the limp corpse dangling as you brought her over to Sana, dumping the body on top of her.

You survey the scene, the cheeks of their faces squashed against each other. Their open eyes looked as if they started at you. Their breasts of differing sizes and nipple types pressed against the other.

Nice.


You stealthily enter through the back door of the beach house, according to the house plan you were given this would be the backdoor of the kitchen.

You've done this multiple time, a simple breaking and entering. Even against assassins of a similar caliber none of them could hold a candle to your capab-

"Hello."

Your body jerks violently, your torso swivels to the right immediately as your hands violently reach out in instinct.

You're holding the face of a pretty brown haired girl, her gold-brown eyes blinking in confusion. Her hair tied into two adorable pigtails.

She was wearing a plain but cute shirt dress with a green and blue tartan. She was wearing nothing on her feet, and judging by the flush on her face she might have been drinking a little.

Mumei Nanashi , the Council jack-of-all-trades, an odd but cute girl who was the work mule of Council. A woman specialized in hacking, breaking and entering and many other useful skills one would need as a n assassin.

"W-Wh" you don't give an answer to her surprise, in one single motion your strong hands simply twist. A loud crack ringed out and Mumei's body jerked as you broke her neck. Her lively eyes previously looking at you in surprise just fade blankly as her limp body robbed of purpose collapses into your arms.

You sigh, the poor girl's now inert corpse weighing heavily on you. You've made a mistake, no doubt your libido has been impacting your performance.

You scoop her up much like you did to Bae, carrying Mumei to a nearby sofa. You see a collection of spirits arrayed messily on the table in front of them.

No wonder you got the drop on them, most of them are intoxicated. You prop Mumei's body against the sofa.

Her death mask was not as pained as your previous victims, she died relatively peacefully. Her amber eyes stared impassively forward, her mouth slightly ajar, a small stream of drool running down the edge of her mouth.

You notice a growing stain on the skirt portion of her shirt dress, darkening in color. You push it upwards.

Oh my, she wasn't wearing any underwear. A stream of her pee was jettisoning out, likely a consequence from the alcohol.

Her pussy was...nice, very plain but charming in it's plainness. A pink-brown hole with normal sized lips and a cute clitoral hood. A smooth field of neatly cut brown grass above this nice looking cunt.

Once again Luxuria grips you as you unconsciously go for the owl girl's chest, unbuttoning her blouse and opening it up.

She wasn't wearing a bra either.

She was impressively sized, bigger than Bae's, very nicely shaped and spaced apart. Her nipples were a peach-pink, normal but cute. Your tongue slithers over your lips in hunger.

"Mumei?"

Fuck, once again you've dropped your guard.

You turn around, a woman with flowing wavy and cascading green hair down her shoulders was frozen in shock. She was wearing a forest blue-green blouson dress that showed up her baby making hips and ample chest. Her motherly face crimson from alcoholic glow and her feet deprived of shoe wear much like Mumei.

"M-Mumei..." she was like a statue, dainty manicured fingers on her mouth as she look on in horror at the obviously dead brownette that was currently being subject to your molestation.

You stand up, upset at your failings, walking towards the greenette. When you were close enough she snaps out of her reverie.

You grab her wrist, she had tried to seize something from behind her. It appeared to be a syringe.

Fauna Ceres, the poisoner and seducer of Council. A motherly femme fatale who specialized in biochemical methods of execution, another non-fighter.

"Ahhhhm" she winces out in pain as you twist her arm, she lets go of the syringe, it falls into your waiting hand.

You then plunge it into her pale neck, your finger depressing the plunger.

Her amber eyes are open in shock, her lips quivering in fear at the realization of your actions. Her body is seized by a violent quake, her eyes rolling back. You wrap your arms around her as she shook vigorously.

Hoist by her own petard.

Her violent shaking ends after ten minutes, her unmoving head on your shoulder. You look downwards, you notice streams of urine down her legs.

Did none of these women wear underwear?

Soon Fauna joined Mumei, her death mask the most violent one yet. Her eyes were cross-eyed with her pupils over the place. A messy foam emanating from her open mouth and nostrils.

Whatever that shit was it looked nasty.

You tried to fight the urge this time, but curiosity got to you.

You wrench open the women's blouse, her heaving breasts spilling out of their restraints.

Another braless whore.

Whoa mama.

She had such amazing breasts, with fleshy pink inverted nipples. A beautiful set of milkers, second largest so far to Sana. You play with them a little with your hands, sacks of once fertile flesh wobbling as you slapped them slightly.

Her lower body was not safe from your inspection, you part the skirt and again no panties. You're greeted by a verdant forest, atop a cliff that had a cave of pale pink fleshy goodness and full and plush lips.

Good God all of these women had such amazing bodies. You were consumed by giddy anticipation at the prospect of playing with them.

Sana, Bae, Mumei, Fauna

One more

The best for last.


Your eyes are locked for just a moment, the both of you had the drop on each other. You had assumed she was sleeping in the bedroom.

Instead she just got out of the toilet.

She was wearing a breathtakingly tight velvet bodycon dress that just hugged her goddess like body proportions. Her breasts were wickedly large and shaped by the tight fabric her wide hips screaming to be bred. The dress had a low cut that allowed her long luscious legs space to breathe and excite, her pale feet blue toenailed free of oppressive footwear.

Her eyes were like Indian sapphires, a little glazed due to drunkenness. She had neatly cut exquisitely decadent dark hair that framed her beautiful face.

You wanted to make her yours

Oh fuck

You fall back, you can feel an open cut on your cheek.

Kronii Ouro, the killer, the Ace of Council.

You were a fool, blinded by lust. You were unable to see the dagger that had been strapped around her delicious thigh. The same dagger that was aiming for your neck.

You doge and weave backwards, trying your best to avoid getting killed.

She was inebriated, heaven knows how badly you would've fared if she were sober.

You're back in the living room, in hindsight coming back here was what saved you.

"F-Fauna? M-Mumei? you could hear the absolute devastation in the woman's husky and cracking voice.

Her blue eyes locked dead center at the corpses of the two girls, Mumei's head resting on Fauna's shoulders whose head was resting backwards. Their hollow dead eyes were enough evidence for Kronii to realize that you have just exterminated her team.

NOW'S YOUR CHANCE.

You quickly bull rush her, she reacted too late. You were so in her personal space that she had no space to maneuver with her dagger. Your hands seize her by the neck.

You're on the floor, mounting her. Kronii's dagger flying out of her gasp and under the sofa. Your hands were compressing tightly on her trachea. You were not giving this dangerous killer any respite.

She struggles greatly, her legs wrapped around your torso. She might have had a chance to escape.

Her teary reddeding eyes just stare at Mumei and Fauna, if she was capable of looking out further into the pool outside she'd see the Sana and Baelz as well.

Your victory felt undeserved, her blue eyes staring at the wall. She did not resist in her final moments. There was no fight in her as you felt the life escaping under you.

You stare at her.

Her beautiful face, her reddened eyes that were crying in despair. Her tongue that had crawled out of her tongue in instinct in a futile attempt to gather air.

You did it.

You killed them all.


You look down at the open steel briefcase, in it where 10 syringes that contained a certain compound. Their needles so long and sharp they looked knife like. You knelt over them, completely naked now after having done your work.

You had gathered up the girls on the sofa in the living room. After dispatching Kronii you went outside to retrieve Sana and Bae; arranging them all alongside Mumei and Fauna.

Sana and Bae were on the extreme left and right respectively, next to them Mumei and Fauna respectively. Kronii given the honor of being in the center.

Kronii was still properly clothed in her body hugging dress, the rest of the girls clothed but improperly so.

Even a cold hearted professional such as you had certain tastes, which was women in partial states of undress.

Sana and Bae were the most exposed as they had worn swimsuits, Sana's leopard monokini almost designed to expose her privates while Bae's more conservative bikini were pushed above and pulled down to expose her breasts and cunts.

Mumei and Fauna had their blouses ripped open and revealing bare breasts, their skirts that were already cut low now parted to give you a good glimpse of uncovered pink crotches.

Only Kronii remained with dignity, still clothed and covering her wicked body. You were saving her for last, you'd unwrap her like a Christmas present.

You injected the syringes into all five girls. According to your client, they were the prototypes of a bio-mechanical nanite compound that was supposed to rejuvenate dead tissue and ultimately grant feasible resurrection.

It failed of course, but there was an alternative use of it. It had the ability to trick a corpse into a state of quasi-aliveness, effectively turning a body into a doll with a long shelf life.

The information docket said they could last you a good decade, maybe double if you properly took care of them.

You followed instructions: Inject one into the heart and another into the stomach.

You awaited for the reactions. Sana was the first in part because you injected the corpses in order of who you killed.

Her body starting seizing up for a bit, her muscles twitching. The two things you noticed were streams of milk ejecting from her nipples along with streams of womancum from her wet pussy. Soon the rest of the girl's corpses exhibited the same symptoms. The body seizing up, discharging breast milk and torrents of girl cum.

Eventually they return to lifelessness, but their bodies start exhibiting a more "alive" color.

You sample them, using your fingers to test their orifices. They had dried up when you gathered them here, but were now moist once more.

Perfect.

You had taught long and hard on how'd you "taste" each girl, settling into this basic procedure.

Face, feet, breasts and then pussy.

You would first make out with the girl, tonguefucking their mouth, after which you'd shove your cock inside using the wet whole to get yourself up before you'd cum all over their dead face.

Next you'd grab their feet, licking on the soles and then suckling on the toes, after which you'd use them to give yourself a foojob, cumming all over them.

Thirdly you would suckle on their milking breasts, biting and gnashing on the nipples while squeezing the breast flesh, finishing off with a titty fuck wherein you would ,yes, cum all over her breasts.

The finale would be you eating them out then a mad fucking into their snatch, slamming your dick hard against them over and over until your dick burned.

Did you have enough cum and energy to repeat these four processes with these five beautiful woman?

Maybe not, but you will try.

You followed in the order that you killed them which meant Sana was first, starting by first making out sloppily with this monstrous specimen of a woman. The compound did it's wonders; she was still fresh, warm and wet to use. A trail of saliva forming as you extracted your tongue out of her mouth, her still spectacled half-open golden eyes looking at you but not AT you.

You enjoyed her blowjob, her hair which was tied in a bun was a bit cumbersome to use as a handlebar but by God this tanned bitches throat was long and slimy. A perfect first foray into sexual decadence. Your cum gave a nice contrast when splattered all over her dark face, she still had her sunglasses on so her eyes were protected by your semen pray.

Feet was a little meh, even though Sana had worn a very fetching golden anklet. Her soles were just to calloused and rough for your tastes, her toes were also a bit too long and you were unimpressed by the creamy white toenail polish. You still managed to cum over her chocolate feet, but it was the least enjoyable Council footjob.

Paizuri was another different thing, probably the second most pleasurable tittyfuck you had. These two massive mounds of caramel flesh crushing your dick in-between like an Oreo sandwiched ice-cream was just too much, the taste of her milk was thick and bitter like coffee, it wasn't to your liking. You ejaculated like a fucking oil pump, covering her chest, neck and more of her face with your cum.

The final feast was nice, Sana tasted smooth and deep like the chocolate colored goddess she was. You enjoyed eating out her pussy and nibbling on her very large clitoral hood, her pubes smelt dry and arid but strangely aromatic. Then you got to the fucking, it was really nice. Her pussy wasn't the tightest, but the feeling of her rock hard muscles and body slamming against yours as you thrusted over and over again into her left you very satisfied.

Bae was a treasure, her long read hair had dried at this point. Using her face was a danger due to her jagged teeth, it wasn't really her fault but your own. You suffered many cuts on your tongue and dick as you tried to use her filthy mouth. She just had such a cute and pitiable face that needed cum all over it.

Bae's feet was sublime, they were smooth and silky and her toes were just cute nuggets of fun. Her toenails painted in a colorful white and red. Your dick tingled at the caress of her soft sole flesh as you had her feet glide over your shaft and tip. You didn't want to stop, cumming over and over on this redhead's just adorable feet. You had to force yourself to stop.

Bae's paizuri was serviceable, her breasts were surprisingly bigger than you expected, but they weren't much compared to the greats you've had. Her breast milk was very milky and creamy, you had half a mind to use Bae as your milk dispensary once you returned home with Council in tow, you drizzle your cum over Bae's chest. Not a very impressive load, it was so-so

Bae's cunt was too wet, just too fucking wet. Her pubic fuzz lacked much aroma, but by god did this bitch leaked. You enjoyed a little cum but she was flooding. It had put a damper into your enjoyment as you fucked, but realized that this was a good thing. Bae was TIGHT, you needed all the lubrication that you could get. Your dick would've suffered friction burns if it were not the case.

Mumei was such a cutie, when you made out with her it felt like making out with your childhood crush. Her tongue was long and cute to suckle on, thanks to her twin ponytails you hand a good grip on her head and the feeling of your dick sliding down her tight throat made you feel like you were throat raping a college freshman. Very nice, especially as you slathered her unemotive face with a nice splatter of cum.

Her feet was amazing as well, soft and nice much like Bae's you even pressed your cheek on her undersole to appreciate the silkiness. Mumei was a simple girl, she didn't like polish on her nails and so they were clean and cut. Your dick oozed out cum like an éclair, you smother it all over Mumei's small and petite feet like mayonnaise on a burger.

Even her paizuri was nice, it was a good tittyfuck, much better than any you've experienced before you killed Council. If it weren't for Mumei's gifted genmates you'd have awarded "best tittyfuck to date" to Mumei with her medium is premium proportions, her cute adorable nipples that gave refreshing and tasty breast milk when suckled.

Her pussy tasted excellent, very obviously healthy. It was goldilocks "just right" tasting her inside, licking her up like a lollipop, sniffing on her bush that smelt a hint of caramel and dry wood. Your dick slides in easily, another "just right" feeling, shoving it in and out in a rhythm as Mumei's cum stained face looked at you. Her breasts sliding on your chest as you fucked her up and down.

Fauna was just lovely, a really classy lady. You made out with her foamy mouth, kissing and nibbling on her tongue. Fauna deserved to be treated with a little dignity, she just gave you those kind of vibes. You weren't even that violent when it came to the throatfuck, gently holding a fistful of her smooth green hair, her eyes looking at you as you shoved the dick up and down her throat. Fauna was a classy girl. You needed to treat her right, you were very careful in cumming over her face.

Fauna's feet was just as amazing as Bae but in a different way, Bae's feet were childlike. Fauna's feet were of a woman, a woman who took good care of herself. They were soft and her toes long but gorgeous, you suckled on them like delicious mushroom, her nailpolish a very nice dark emerald finish. Using her toes and soles to tug on your dick felt very different, like using a silk condom. It felt decadent, even as your cum caked Fauna's soft and velvety toes and soles.

Her breasts, by God, a treasure, her inverted nipples needed a lot of work to extract from. They were sacs of milk, you suckled on them like a child to a mother. The milk the most different, probably due to her vegan diet. It tasted like nutmeg and earth, but yet so refreshingly honey sweet. It tasted like nature. Your cum shot out in between the valleys of these motherly breasts, almost insible to the eye due to the natural paleness of the greentte's skin.

Fauna's pussy was much the same, a trove of nectar and nature's bounty. Her forest bush smelled like rain in a forest, fresh and wild. It drove you really wild. Your tongue went wild inside her cunt, like a honeybear intruding on a beehive. Your dick hard like a rock as you inserted into this mature woman's cunt. Oh Lord what a divine feeling, you let her ride on top of you. A facsimile of an intimate dance as you cummed more and more into what was once a fertile pussy.

All the four girls were amazing in their own special ways but....

Kronii was just perfect.

You stared long and hard, your eyes meeting. One filled with animalistic lust and the other dim and empty.

Your taste her mouth, a long tongue a mouth that tasted of cheap vodka and sweet sugar. You kissed passionately, intimately. You kissed as if she was alive. You lie down, your hands carefully grabbing unto Kronii's head, raising it up and down as her perfectly shaped mouth pleasuring your dick. This whore's mouth was made for your dick. At this point you were running on fumes, but your own body surprised you as a spray erupted from your dick and drenched Kronii's angelic face with cum.

Fuck you're gonna feel this for the entire week.

Feet, amazing silky divine feet. It felt like an amalgation of all of the girl's feet. It had Bae's childlike charm, Sana's roughness, Fauna's matureness and Mumei's smoothness. Your dick was painfully leaking out as you stroked it with her soles. Her toe nails colored in a perfect navy blue polish. Your tongue bathing every inch of delicious skin. You felt awful, defiling such perfect feet with your dirty cum.

Next was the paizuri, you gentlly and carefuly pushed down Kronii's dress. Her breasts so pale and beautiful spill out, her nipples were tented but soft, you nibble. Your tongue caressing them. You were getting hard just by doing this. Her milk....was savory yet sweet. It wasn't what you expected, but the uniqueness of it drove you wild. Paizuri....paizuri...paizru.... your shaft sliding along her cleavage like a piston. Your mind gone reduced to that of a wild monkey. Only when you orgasmed for the 5th time and saw the puddle of cum collecting within the valley of her breasts did you regain your sanity.

Your push up her skirt, assaulted by musky heaven. You shove your nose into the jungle blue-black bush, sniffing like a retriever hunting down for master's slain prey. Your tongue had a fucking sieuzre as you shoved it into Kronii's cunt, you chewed on your perfectly shaped clitoris and its hood that you damn near tore it off.

The fucking, you don't remember the fucking. You fucked her doggy, your fucked her prone, you fucked her cowgirl. You fucked her in every away possible.

By the time you came to, 2 hours passed by.

Fuck.

You carefully prop Kronii's body on the middle of the sofa, alongside all the girls.

You take a full body photo of each of them with the black tablet, your cum all over them like some kind of art installations.

You click send, giving one final look over all of them.

You were going to take great care, you wanted these toys to last as long as possible.

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