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Somewhere, in a dark, cold, and corrupted city, inside an even darker office, a door opened, revealing two gigantic breasts, the right one shaking with bulges appearing on it as their owner slowly walked into the room.
Remie had just gotten through a long and strenuous day. And she wasn't even done yet. The last target was still alive in her breast, at least for now. She still had to see if her employers had paid their due. And even then, she still had to wait for him to digest.
Still, his constant struggle and trashing about was getting on her nerves. "Would you stop, Mister Colino?" The formerly unruly mafia associate had spent the last hour threatening her, begging her, and even offering more than the bounty instigators had promised.
Little did he know the soft but thick and extremely tough flesh of her breasts made it impossible for her to understand him. While Remie couldn't completely manipulate the inside of her breasts, her nearly soundproof flesh had been very useful for more than one contract.
She quickly closed the door behind her before grunting out of fatigue. "Ugh...I need something warm." She said as she walked into her office, where her hotplate and a kettle were waiting for her. She quickly prepared herself a tea before walking towards her desk, where she put her cup down. "And now, Mister, let's see whether or not I should keep you."
She told him with a smile, not that he could hear her, before kneeling next to it.
Remie lifted her lamp and saw the key she had left for the goon to leave the money. She went to grab it, but the faint noise of someone walking outside of the room interrupted her.
She immediately walked out but saw nobody in the apartment. "I guess it was nothing." She said before returning to her desk, where her salary was waiting.
She quickly returned to the desk and opened one of the drawers. Inside was a large wad of bills and the bounty for her target. She hurriedly grabbed the money and immediately counted. "8000, 9000, 10000." Her lips curled in a smile upon seeing the count was there.
"Well, Mister, looks like you won't make it, after all. Oh, well, what goes around comes around." She put the sheet and wad on the desk and took her cup.
"Another one she won't have." Remie proudly said before taking a sip out of her tea. The woman was immediately surprised by a faint taste of milk. She looked down at her tea and realized she was right. There was milk inside. Yet, she couldn't remember having put any in it.
Then it started: A sudden and irresistible desire to sleep and rest as her legs melted in putty. The bounty huntress desperately tried holding herself onto her desk, but her strength quickly left her. She fell asleep on the floor, her hand hitting the pile of bills as she fell.
Remie aroused a few minutes later to a squelching sound as she felt something warm and incredibly soft enfold her legs. She immediately turned around to see a woman in a red dress standing right behind her.
But what caught her attention were her breasts, enormous, gigantic even. Enough to dwarf her already sizeable tits. The woman looked down at her while holding the bounty Remie had just fulfilled.
"What goes around comes around, right?" She said with a deep voice and sadistic smile. Remie immediately realized. "Cassandra!" She screamed before struggling as hard as she could.
"Herself! And I am afraid your recent activities have put a severe dent in my reputation." She said while looking at the bills on the desk. The suction inside her breast immediately returned, her inner walls tugging hard on Remie as Cassandra looked at the bounty of her stolen target. "But don't worry! I know you'll make up for it...Soon enough."
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This is a commission featuring Compactorflame's character Cassandra taking revenge on Remie, my own character, for stealing her bounties.
This was drawn by BronzeBanana, who I thank a lot for their amazing work.
And I do also thank Compactorflame a lot for letting me use their character, Cassandra.
Link to their post on DA :
https://www.deviantart.com/compactorflame/art/What-Goes-Around-Comes-Around-Gift-Story-973388894
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Posted by doomed 1 year ago Report
bounty hunting is a deadly business
Posted by Mark45 1 year ago Report
Especially when you steal bounties from someone else.
Posted by ElJorro 1 year ago Report
I have a new love.
Posted by CompactorFlame 1 year ago Report
A dangerous one, from the sound of it~
Posted by CompactorFlame 1 year ago Report
And this is why professional courtesy is an important thing. Break it, and you're just another name on the list~