Assassin

By The Watcher

“I need it done in two months.” The man in the dark Armani suit stated, looking at the emerald eyes of the Asian beauty who was seated on the other side of the chess board.

“Two months…” the young lady mulled over the time frame as she moved her queen forward on the board.

“That short of time is going to cost you a pretty penny.” The man did not even blink as he moved his knight to counter.

“We are prepared to pay any amount you deem…Within reason of course.” He quickly amended after seeing a quick glance from her.

“Be careful what you promise.” She replied softly, moving her bishop forward to pin his knight.
“No matter what we promise, we always follow through.” The man replied indignantly, straightening his jacket and white cuffs. She simply smirked in reply, waiting on his next move. When no reply was forthcoming, he cleared his throat and gently moved his king one space to the left.
“4.2 million” she said, as she moved her queen forward to capture his knight. “Checkmate.”
He stared at the board in slight surprise. “Impressive,” he stated, even as she shrugged her shoulders at the compliment.
“T’was child’s play… I need a photograph and an address.” The suit nodded and removed two envelopes from his briefcase.
“Two million is in the first envelope, the other pertinent information is in the white envelope.” She waited for him to place both envelopes on the chess board, rather than accepting them from his hand.
“You may go.” She said, waving her hand in dismissal. Instantly black clad servants appeared from apparently nowhere and began to escort the man out. “And the price has now doubled. You said one target, yet the envelope holds two.”
He quickly turned around, mouth agape and stared at the still sealed envelope. “How did you?” he started to ask, before he blinked, attempting to regain his composure.
She simply laughed, a rich harmonic laugh that filled the room, causing even the grim man in the suit to grin.
Even after she stopped laughing, he could hear the echoes reverberating. The large door closed behind him; and he was left standing with the large, twisting and writhing Chinese dragon inlay on the front of the door leering at him.


Anna gazed at the two photos that were on the table in front of her. According to the dossier that she had been left, the man and woman were DEA operatives on a deep undercover sting, posing as husband and wife. Of course, she knew better. After learning the names of her targets, she had researched the two herself, spending less than three hours searching before she found out the true story. The two were actually DEA agents; however, they were not a man and a woman. The man was in fact, a woman in disguise.
It seemed that in order for the sting operation to work, two women were needed, however, to avoid arousing suspicion, one woman dressed as a man and acted as a husband, and thus far it was working very well. Though it would seem not well enough if the same people they were investigating had hired her to eliminate them.
She moved her eyes from the photos to the blueprints for the house the two were staying in. Scanning all possible points of entry; Anna smiled. ‘Windows are normally the most guarded, as is the door, however, the chimney would prove to be the best entry point.’ She mused before she continued to study the blue print, making marks on the blue paper of places she needed more information about, or places where most agents would place listening devices, traps or alarms.
Turning from the table, she moved to where three black clad servants knelt. “Follow the two of them, find out their habits. I want to know everything possible. Also, find out about the alarm system, neighbors, and anything else you deem pertinent.” The three silently stood and then bowed to their master before moving towards the door. “You have one month.” She added, before moving towards her private quarters.


Anna closed the door to her private quarters and stretched her four foot, five inch frame. Dealing with clients always took a lot out of her. Doing the job was the easy part. She pulled the laces to her kimono and let her body free from its confines. Her large breasts fell free from her underwear body wrap next, and then she stood at the edge of her bed, naked. Her skin was flawless, except for a large, green dragon tattoo that covered the lower right side of her trim waist, its tail wrapping around her thigh, its head looking at her belly button.
On her bed was a bound girl. Caucasian, with long red hair, blue eyes and pink pouty lips. Her body was bare of clothing, showing off her large, squirming belly and heavy, almost watermelon sized breasts; she was a rather heavy girl.
As Anna scrutinized her, the girl’s eyes widened in panic. She started to struggle against her bonds, much to Anna’s delight.
Anna moved her hands over the larger girls body, slowly kneading and squeezing her fat and muscle. The girl responded by squirming the harder, trying to get off the bed and escape. Anna licked her lips and then leaned forward, as though she were going to kiss the bound girl. However, instead of kissing the girl, her lips opened wider and wider, until they were large enough to wrap around the girls’ head. The girl screamed beneath her gag and shook violently. Anna simply allowed her body and neck to follow the girls’ struggles until the girl stopped for a moment, before she swallowed. Anna’s neck bulged outwards and then her chest followed suit as the girl’s head was pulled downwards into her belly. Anna loved the feeling and taste of her meal as she swallowed again and again. Her small belly bulging outward, pressing down on the bed, her lips making a slurping noise with each swallow. All too soon she was finished. The girl was entirely inside her belly.
Anna rubbed her massive belly and licked her lips for a moment before she felt her belly rumble slightly. She opened her mouth and released a massive belch. Feeling very satisfied, she leaned back and fell asleep; The dragon tattoo on her belly looking real as it moved on her skin to the squirms from within.

Carol opened her eyes and was instantly awake. Something in the house did not feel right. Carol slipped out of bed, the white t-shirt she wore while sleeping clinging tightly to her curves. She glanced at the other side of the bed, where her partner, Charlotte, had been sleeping. Charlotte’s side of the bed was empty. ‘Damn, where is she?’ Carol thought to herself while she pulled her service revolver from its place in her bedside table. She moved to Charlotte’s side of the bed and checked her dresser drawer. ‘Hmmm, her gun is still here.’ Carol thought, closing the drawer on the 9mm.
Stepping away from the bed, Carol moved towards the bathroom, keeping silent. Her keen instinct telling her something was very, very wrong. She pushed the bathroom door open and quickly scanned the smaller room in the dark. Spotting nothing amiss, she turned and moved down the hall, gun still at the ready.
She stepped into the living room and quickly scanned the room for anything amiss. Her traps were still set and the motion sensors of the alarm system had picked up nothing. Shutting off the sensors, she continued her sweep of the house. She checked the second bedroom, the main bathroom and the kitchen and found nothing amiss. Punching in a duress code for the alarm system, she re-activated it and moved back to the bedroom; knowing that a full squad of agents were on their way to back her up and that they would be there in less than three minutes.
She closed and locked the reinforced bedroom door and moved to the bathroom to secure herself in the tub until help arrived. As she stepped into the darkened room, a fist shot out of the darkness and smashed her wrist to the wall, causing her to drop her gun. The surprised agent was further surprised as a very soft pair of lips met hers and then pulled away. “Not funny Charlotte” She whispered to the dark before she felt something very wet slide around her face.


Anna pressed her lips further down Carol’s head and shoulders, her tongue sliding about the girls face and neck as much as possible before she swallowed. The angle was a little more difficult than she had wanted, her already large squirming belly was pressed against the wall and now she only had eight minutes to complete her mission before back-up arrived. She swallowed again and felt the familiar sensation of her chest stretching to accommodate her larger than average meals. Her lips slid over Carol’s small bosom far easier than they had Charlotte’s. Quickly the small Asian lifted Carol over her head to allow gravity to help her finish swallowing. Anna’s loud gulps echoed in the small space of the bathroom as inch by inch the now squirming and struggling Carol’s body moved deeper into Anna.

Anna rubbed her bloated middle in satisfaction before moving slowly down the hall to her escape route, her dragon tattoo squirming as the two struggled from within.

When the backup arrived all they found was an empty house with the alarm still set and their two agents missing.


Anna checked her bank account records and smiled, seeing the money she was owed had been transferred into her account. She rubbed her belly, tracing the outline of the dragon tattoo with her finger.
A black clad servant seemed to materialize out of the floor in front of her. “A client wishes to speak with you.” Anna nodded, standing up, her nude form silhouetted in the darkened room. Her belly, now only the size of a woman eight months pregnant, cradled with one arm. The dragon tattoo stared at the new client as she approached the assassin.

The end