Extended Mission (Part 7)
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6
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Justin rushed to the bridge where the intel said the detonator would be. Standing there was a man, but not the one he expected. "Ms. Swann," the man said without facing him. "I wasn't expecting you. Then again, are you really Ms. Swann? I've been having my doubts lately."
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Despite his age, the man was quite skilled in hand-to-hand combat. And his strength allowed him to quickly overpower Justin. He managed to put Justin in a chokehold, kick away the knife, and throw him down the steps of the bridge. During his fall, he hit his head on one of the stairs and was promptly knocked out. The man picked up his knife and considered finishing him off, but reconsidered. Perhaps he was on a time limit. Or maybe he knew of the fate that awaited his opponent. Justin would never know.
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As Justin regained consciousness, he heard the thunderous boom of multiple explosions around the city. Several bombs had just been remotely detonated almost simultaneously. Still dizzy and unbalanced, Justin managed to turn onto his stomach. But as he heard the distant screams of the people he failed to protect, he just laid there in anguish. The agency would never let him swap back to his original body now; he would be a woman forever. The breasts he was squishing under his body weight would become a permanent feature. His child-bearing hips would always remain. His reproductive choices had all been made for him; he could only be a mother now.
Justin rushed to the bridge where the intel said the detonator would be. Standing there was a man, but not the one he expected. "Ms. Swann," the man said without facing him. "I wasn't expecting you. Then again, are you really Ms. Swann? I've been having my doubts lately."
He glared at the man with eyes of determination and rage. This was the man responsible for delaying his return to manhood. This was the man intent on bombing innocent civilians for financial gain. This was the man who, if Justin was not careful, would be the reason he spent the rest of his life as the busty woman he was now. He said nothing in response, only pulling out a knife.
"So be it," the man said calmly. Justin rushed up the steps to initiate the fight.
Despite his age, the man was quite skilled in hand-to-hand combat. And his strength allowed him to quickly overpower Justin. He managed to put Justin in a chokehold, kick away the knife, and throw him down the steps of the bridge. During his fall, he hit his head on one of the stairs and was promptly knocked out. The man picked up his knife and considered finishing him off, but reconsidered. Perhaps he was on a time limit. Or maybe he knew of the fate that awaited his opponent. Justin would never know.
As Justin regained consciousness, he heard the thunderous boom of multiple explosions around the city. Several bombs had just been remotely detonated almost simultaneously. Still dizzy and unbalanced, Justin managed to turn onto his stomach. But as he heard the distant screams of the people he failed to protect, he just laid there in anguish. The agency would never let him swap back to his original body now; he would be a woman forever. The breasts he was squishing under his body weight would become a permanent feature. His child-bearing hips would always remain. His reproductive choices had all been made for him; he could only be a mother now.
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