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Easterman shuffled through the files one last time, intrigue at an all-time high. Area 51 sent him a “specimen”, as a “gift”. How kind of them! He had just finished reading the debriefing on said subject. Their name was “S-228”, or “Danny” as they preferred to be called. He would name this “Project: Infiltration”, based on what abilities he garnered from S-228.
The ability to become liquidated at will. No bones, unusual anatomy, a prehensile tail and long antennas. Very…snail-like, despite the lack of a shell. No matter, as a good father would, he would help all his CHILDREN grow up to be the very best versions of themselves. Easterman let out a breath he’d been holding before turning on the recorder to leave a tape for the rest of his lovely children, to inform them of the newest family member they’d be meeting soon.
A trial was underway. “Pleasure the Prosecutor,” oh joy! All of the reagents made way to start the mission, having done this trial numerous times before. All except one. Amongst the reagents, there was a new face. It was a female reagent, with a curly short bob, long antennas, and a thick, long tail. She didn’t even wear the usual reagent garb, no night vision goggles or E.S.O.P.! She didn’t look the part at all.
Who the fuck was she?
“Danny” quietly followed the little reagents, thankful they were on autopilot and paid her no mind. She snagged a ticket and entered the theatre with them, trying to create some distance. She didn’t want to bother them, really. Being new here in Sinyala is…scary, but interesting! Some curious noises from below the balcony caught her attention, caution thrown to the wind as she looked down.
…Oh god, is he? Yeah. Danny gulped, unable to take her eyes off of the “guests” in chairs. The reagents put a stop to the show, she was explained to at least their goal: to stop some…Prime Asset guys to earn their freedom? It didn’t matter to her, freedom would never be hers, not until she finds “the one” she’d been looking for.
Who’s the one, you ask? Oh, don’t you worry–
Danny’s thoughts were interrupted by one of the men downstairs yelling about a “D.A.” and how that’s his buddy, yada yada. Danny liked the sound of his voice, it flowed like a vinyl with tears and scuffs on it, skipping sometimes but still familiar and warm.
Easterman didn’t exactly tell her she HAD to “play” as a reagent, but more so to observe them and the “Prime Asset” in the trial. He told her he wanted her to get a taste of “the other participants” before her true role as the newest Prime Asset was finalized. Feeling mischievous today, S-228 quietly laughed, turning into a puddle of liquid as the “District Attorney’s best buddy” came upstairs, to stop the reagents.
This guy was just..wow! He already incapacitated one guy, the other two elsewhere. She watched as he was blasted by a spread of..teeth? Is that teeth? Oh, now she couldn’t help herself. She loved teeth! She needed them! Precious nutrients!
Danny materialized just in time to get in the way of the second shot Barbi loaded up for the poor sucker on the floor. Jumping in front of them, both parties were caught off guard, for obvious reasons.
“What the fu–” the reagent uttered before becoming Danny’s cushion. Ouch.
“HEY! I WAS BUSY–WHO TA FUCK ARE YOU?! No one gets in MY way o’ murdering!”
“TEETH!” she squealed, grabbing at the ones that fell on the floor, like a kid on Halloween night grabbing candy.
The reagent took this as a sign to get the fuck up and piss off, Barbi distracted by this newcomer.
“That’s my ammo, hey, wait–Hey, answer me! You look new. I’m gonna enjoy…fuckin’ you up, since you fucked up my kill over there, fucko. Now get up and SCRAM.” Franco laughed coldly, reloading his Lupara. Danny looked up from her hoard of teeth, no traces of the blank mixed with teeth even hurting her. ‘The fuck is this weirdo?’ Franco thought, getting a closer look at her. Long, slimy-looking antennas on top of her head, a big, thick equally-slimy tail…That was wagging back and forth. She looked up at him, head tilted all adorable–wait what? No! She looked so fucking cute, her eyes begging him for more. Oh, he’ll give her more, alright.
Franco aimed Lupara at her, crooked teeth exposed all ugly. “You can’t win me over wit’ cute eyes, you fuckin’ roach.” ‘Roach?’ Danny was insulted, rising up to full height, a whole head taller than Franco. Franco wasn’t intimidated at all, he’s killed taller, size ain’t shit.
“I’m not a roach!” came a slightly high feminine voice. “I’m Danny!” she felt so proud of herself, not realizing Barbi was wheezing hard.
“‘I’m not a roach!’ Waah! You realize how fuckin’ STUPID you sound? I wasn’t born yesterday!” “...I wish I was…” he muttered under his breath that last bit. “Well, ‘Danny’, nice knowing ya!-” BANG! BANG!
Danny was covered in more teeth, her skin slowly sucking them all in. She looked longingly into Franco’s eyes, absolutely infatuated. “Ohhhhhh that’s it, feed me more! Please! It’s so good~” she purred, basking in the calcium-rich spread.
“Well, since ya asked so nicely–wait, no! That’s precious ammo, ah ah ah! And what’s THIS? Ya get turned on by this shit? You slutty whore, oh ho ho! Come closer, baby needs ya. Let’s CUDDLE.” he pulled her up by the arms, shivering at the warm, wet slimy mess her skin felt like.
“Why d’ya feel like warm glue–”
“-Oh, one moment please!” her skin felt more solid now. Still warm and slimy, but less.
“Guess you really are more like ah…snail? A slug? One of those gross things you squash or salt to death.”
“Mmm! What’s your name sir?”
“SIR? Ahhh…” he pulled at his collar, flattered. “You can call me Franco Barbi, or you can call me baby, sweet thing~”
“Is it because of this thingy?” she grabbed his pacifier, the urge to pop it in strong. Couldn’t help herself. She thinks she gets why babies like these things now. She’d rather suck on something else, though–
“That’s mine!” he snatched it outta her mouth, her glare immediate. To pacify her (haha), he stuck his fingers in her mouth, trying to see what he was working with.
Her insides were all soft and gummy, still moist and slimy and warm like her body. She felt really good, good enough to–ah, fuck it. Those reagents always win anyways.
Danny latched on, sucking Franco’s fingers, eyes rolling upwards in bliss. She made a trilling noise, tongue wrapping around his fingers to squeeze, firmly. Oh yeah, she’s so ready. She’s been begging to scratch this itch she’s been holding in since the trip here.
“--Welcome our newest future Prime Asset, The Infiltrator. S-228, or “Danny” will be randomly shadowing three reagents in one of your trials today. She is not a reagent, she is now family. Show her how our ‘therapy’ sessions go around here. Should you get hit by her…’imprinting’, fear not. S-228 will have chosen you, lucky child, to be her…’marked one.’ Good luck children, father loves you all.”
Danny popped his fingers out of her mouth, smiling dumbly up at Franco. “Hey Franco, you wanna be…best buddies forever? I’ll be WAY better than that dumb D.A. guy of yours, let me show you…” she slurred, body vibrating in Franco’s grasp, excitement eating her up. “You’re gonna be destined for greatness, let me show you. I can be that push.” Her pupils dilated, her hands grabbing his to paw at her breasts. “Don’t you want me?”
Well, god fucking damn it all. An absolute slut, albeit a deranged one, offering herself to him freely. He didn’t have to do anything, but shoot her! She liked that shit, fucking freak. And he thought he was crazy. ‘She liked the teeth,’ he remembered.
“Of course I want ya, sweet thing. I want you so bad, but ah, just one problem.” he looked down, sighing in embarrassment. “...I need a little more persuasion from you, if you catch my drift.” he dared not admit his…little problem.
“Oh, no worries! I’ll just shoot you!” her eyes burst into little hearts. Damn, she was so cute. Coyle better not EVER get to her. Gooseberry, maybe. Wait, did she just say shoot? “H-hey, whaddya mean SHOOT? I’m the one with a gun here–” THWP!
She stabbed him…with a dart? In the ass. From where though?
“AGH! The FUCK–you stupid BITC–ooooohhhh.”
Franco’s vision became rose-tinted, his body feeling all tingly and warm. He felt hot, uncomfortable, like he needed to get out of his skin. He looked down, and there IT was, at full attention. How? How?
“--I’m gonna enjoy milking you dry, babe~” she chuckled darkly. “…The euphoria I can give you, it makes me excited thinking about it! It’s okay if you can’t get excited for me, I can help you. Again…and again…” God she monologued like a villain, is this how he sounded? She was biting her lip too, fingers curled in her mouth, teeth catching onto them. “...And again. You’re mine now, Franco Barbi. I’m gonna fuck you up so good–” she squealed with glee, grabbing his pants and pulling them down.
Nothing happened. The belt held his pants in place. Oh. Franco snickered at her, Danny squirming uncomfortably.
Something wriggled from between her legs, pressing up against him. He shuddered, not sure if he welcomed the sensation or not.
Danny unbuckled his belt, THEN pulled his pants down. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath them, cock out on full display.
“You have such a nice dick, Franco~ Juuuust right~” she cooed, hands going to cradle it gently, getting on her knees in front of him, stroking him until precum leaked.
“T'fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“I'm saying it's just right, numb nuts.” She kissed the tip of his dick, letting her tongue wet the tip, swishing it around. He groaned lowly, hand not holding Lupara reaching for the back of her head, grasping it firmly.
“Be careful what you wish for dollface, you don’t know what you’re getting into~” he teased, hissing when she took him all the way in her mouth, good God her mouth felt like heaven! If her mouth feels this good, he can’t imagine how good she’d feel down there, gripping onto him so tight, fuck fuck fUCK–
She slurped and bobbed up and down, tongue coiling all around his dick like a spring. Her tongue must’ve been wickedly long. If she kept this up, he wasn't gonna last long. ‘Better to finish than not,’ he groaned, hands gripping her head harder, nails raking her scalp.
“Oooh, you're so talented Franco~” she cooed with praise making him go dumb, scratching that desire to be told he was doing so well.
How was she talking with his cock in her mouth? He wouldn't realize how and why until later, but that's later. Right now, she's pressuring him to bust by sucking real tight on his shaft, movements getting erratic. “If I were getting this, I'd cum too~”
Huh?
“ C'mon baby, give it to me, I know you wanna! Please cum for me…won't you?” The plea in her voice at the end did it for him, the tight-lipped sucking was too much, and that godly amazing tongue.
“You fuckin’ whore, come and collect my–”
Franco let out a weak soft cry as he spilled himself in her mouth, some of the cum dribbling past her lips. Danny continued to suck his cock clean, Franco eventually pushing her head away from overstimulation. “S'too much, doll, let up let up…need a moment,” heavy breathing as he came down from his high. His cock started to soften up again, Danny looking slightly disappointed.
“Aw, the love dart wore off that fast?”
“Love what?”
“My love darts! I shot you from here–” she gestured to the end of her tail “--so you could wanna get…FRIENDLY with me..I hope that's okay? I'm sorry, I promise I've been good up until now! I just saw you downstairs earlier and heard you…I couldn't help myself. I knew I wanted you. And you're a…primo asset, just like me! So it works out, right?” The way she misuses the term FRIENDLY was a bit off.
“Well, that explains the sudden erection. Did you say darts? So you, shot me in the ass, to get it up?”
“Mm!”
“-Some crazy miracle elixir there babe. Wouldn't mind having that for myself more often. And oh, uh, about that earlier…Don't worry about it, Miss ‘Prime Asset’. That Easterman fuckwit already informed us about ya, told us you'd be coming to watch. Didn't know you'd do more than just watching though, heheh.” Franco felt really good, what more could he say?
“So, you say you're a good girl eh? I'd say you were pretty bad right about then.”
Cheeky teaser!
“Well, that's, that's because–IreallyreallyloveloveLOVEyou!” Danny blurted, face flushed with embarrassment. She was lying, probably. Anything to keep him here.
“You don't love me, you're a fuckin’ liar. Nobody loves Franco fuckin’ Barbi. Ya love a good time.” He scoffed, pulling up his pants and buckling his belt.
“That's not true! I do li-l-love~ you! OKAY, maybe not YET…But, you took my dart so willingly and well, like such a good boy!”
“I ain't no fuckin’ dog!”
“Didn't say you were, did I?”
Franco groaned, rubbing his temples. How's he gonna let her down as gently as can be? She's too pushy for his tastes, usually he's the one doing the chasing, not the other way around! In a way, it felt nice though, being wanted. Maybe…no, not yet. Maybe later.
“Hey uh, Danny is it? We should get going, trial’s over. I'll get ‘em next time, no worries. I got plenty of District attorney friends anyways. Don't think any ‘o them mannequin whores suck dick as good as you do though,” he decided to give her a small smile, hand held out to hoist her up.
Danny felt like her heart opened up further, hearts swimming in her eyes. Franco's so…sweet! He may not be conventionally attractive, but he's cute in a weird way she can't quite explain. Who says chivalry's dead? He praised her! Heart beating out of her chest, she took his hand and rose, tail wrapping around his lower torso.
Franco shuddered. She's so fucking weird and gross. She's lucky she's also cute as fuck. And she's got a nice pair of tits, too. He can't decide if he's charmed, disgusted, or just really horny and desperate for any attention. Maybe it's all three? Whatever.
He was about to walk her back to the shuttle when she turned to kiss him on the cheek, then became liquid on the floor again. The puddle sped off towards the shuttles without him.
He sighed. ‘What the fuck did I get into.’ He better get to taste those mamelas real soon. Franco with Lupara left for his cell room, Danny nowhere to be found.