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Ichiro Owned by Me.
Belgrave Owned by SmallerGod
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It wasn't supposed to end this way. It was supposed to be an easy smash and grab. You were after all, a corpo who wanted to make a quick buck. So, when SovArma came with a deal you thought you had it all planned out.
Find the files and get to the landing pad before these blobs of fat can find you but one wrong turn and now you come face to face with some Corporate Agents.
Unlike your rank-and-file soldier, Corporate Agents are the elite of the elite amongst the hired guns of the Pantheon Megacorps. They are hand selected from any branch of the corporation they work for, from security to even a desk jockey. So long as the applicant had some kind of skill that they could exploit, anyone could become a corporate agent.
They are granted all kinds of bonuses that regular guys and gals can only dream of; fast hover cars, the best spots in the world’s top five-star hotels, all the food and drink they can stomach. If they could provide their services well enough every time.
And right now, Agents Belgrave and Ichiro find you backed up into a corner, a tiny little man up against the monsters that make the boogeyman afraid of the dark.
You thought of what could be done to escape but all your ideas left you with bad ideas.
Shoot back? That won’t do any good. Their uniforms were designed with protective heat dispersal technology. Even a Bolt Gun wouldn’t do anything against that body armor.
Maybe run right past them? Even if you could run past their tremendous bulk, your reason, their bodies have been heavily conditioned with enhancements to let them run like an Olympic runner.
Bribery? Not a chance. The only way a corporate agent would even consider taking a bribe is in the tens of millions of dollars. Even then these guys only fight for the corp that has given them so much.
What could you do to get out? What could you do to-?
“Feeling like having an extra snack, Agent Belgrave?” Spoke the Saturnian to the left, his weapons aimed at your head. “I already filled up on this little turncoats friends, so I am feeling a bit full.”
The grey fox smirked and waddled forward with weapons dropped. “Well... I could use a little extra padding for the ride home.”
Before you could even scream or beg, the fox grabbed you by the hand and brought you close to her maw. The sheer humidity the fox lady blew onto your face was enough to send your whole body into fight or flight mode. Any attempts at either only left Belgrave with some light tickles and your hand in pain as her grip kept you locked tight in her grasp.
“Oh, you’re quite the fighter, aren’t you? I like that in a prey.” Belgrave laughed, opening her maw wider than any fox augmented you have ever seen. “Make sure you make me nice and fat, okay?”
You barely had time to scream as you felt your head and entire body swallowed up in a single bite. What cries could be heard were soon muffled by the belly of the fox and the stomach acids that slowly break you down in minutes…
SmallerGod Ichiro Owned by Me.
Belgrave Owned by
SmallerGod***
It wasn't supposed to end this way. It was supposed to be an easy smash and grab. You were after all, a corpo who wanted to make a quick buck. So, when SovArma came with a deal you thought you had it all planned out.
Find the files and get to the landing pad before these blobs of fat can find you but one wrong turn and now you come face to face with some Corporate Agents.
Unlike your rank-and-file soldier, Corporate Agents are the elite of the elite amongst the hired guns of the Pantheon Megacorps. They are hand selected from any branch of the corporation they work for, from security to even a desk jockey. So long as the applicant had some kind of skill that they could exploit, anyone could become a corporate agent.
They are granted all kinds of bonuses that regular guys and gals can only dream of; fast hover cars, the best spots in the world’s top five-star hotels, all the food and drink they can stomach. If they could provide their services well enough every time.
And right now, Agents Belgrave and Ichiro find you backed up into a corner, a tiny little man up against the monsters that make the boogeyman afraid of the dark.
You thought of what could be done to escape but all your ideas left you with bad ideas.
Shoot back? That won’t do any good. Their uniforms were designed with protective heat dispersal technology. Even a Bolt Gun wouldn’t do anything against that body armor.
Maybe run right past them? Even if you could run past their tremendous bulk, your reason, their bodies have been heavily conditioned with enhancements to let them run like an Olympic runner.
Bribery? Not a chance. The only way a corporate agent would even consider taking a bribe is in the tens of millions of dollars. Even then these guys only fight for the corp that has given them so much.
What could you do to get out? What could you do to-?
“Feeling like having an extra snack, Agent Belgrave?” Spoke the Saturnian to the left, his weapons aimed at your head. “I already filled up on this little turncoats friends, so I am feeling a bit full.”
The grey fox smirked and waddled forward with weapons dropped. “Well... I could use a little extra padding for the ride home.”
Before you could even scream or beg, the fox grabbed you by the hand and brought you close to her maw. The sheer humidity the fox lady blew onto your face was enough to send your whole body into fight or flight mode. Any attempts at either only left Belgrave with some light tickles and your hand in pain as her grip kept you locked tight in her grasp.
“Oh, you’re quite the fighter, aren’t you? I like that in a prey.” Belgrave laughed, opening her maw wider than any fox augmented you have ever seen. “Make sure you make me nice and fat, okay?”
You barely had time to scream as you felt your head and entire body swallowed up in a single bite. What cries could be heard were soon muffled by the belly of the fox and the stomach acids that slowly break you down in minutes…
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