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Loose ends
🕑 Added 2025-07-15 05:48:42 +0000 UTC“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…” I splutter breathlessly as I dart around another corner and glance down the hallway to see a row of alternating doors on each side. The dim red glow of lights along the wall meant to make things feel relaxing only looks makes my heart race faster as I desperately tug on each door. With some luck, the fifth door clicks open, and I quickly run inside before slamming the door closed and hearing the sound of footsteps approach from the other side. Locking it shut, I hear the snarls and shouts of the huge thugs I saw minutes ago as they begin trying to break the door down. “Ah… shit…” I sigh, looking out the window and realizing that I’m six floors up to escape that way.
I never liked dealing with the Yakuza, but with millions of funds missing, I didn’t have much of a choice but to investigate it. Per usual, the scouting days earlier went smoothly, but it all went sideways when one of the Yakuza clients recognized me through the nanobot disguise when I entered their hideout. “We can… uh… make a deal?” I stammer through the door, but they ignore my offer and continue trying break in. Looking around, I desperately try to conjure an escape plan, but the love hotel façade of the Yakuza hideout provides little options. The phone in my pocket suddenly buzzes and I see a notification from management.
[Agent compromised]
Yeah… no shit. I scoff at the useless message and consider breaking protocols by calling my handler for help before the thugs finally make it into the room. The phone suddenly flickers as management remotely purges data of my mission in case it falls into the wrong hands. Feeling increasingly stressed about my imminent capture and potentially execution for spying on the Yakuza, I finally decide to call my handler for an immediate evacuation. “What the…” I stammer, noticing my lengthening nails clacking against the glass screen as my fingers slims and hands crunch smaller with soft palms. Ignoring the nanobots running haywire in my hands, I finally manage to call my handler as my wrists narrow and my well-trained biceps deflate into a thin layer of fat around my dainty arms. To my surprise, another message appears on the phone.
[Agent disavowed. Severing ties. Releasing into the public]
“What the fuck?!” I splutter as my eyes widen in shock and confusion at the message as I try to access my files with my fingerprint, but it no longer recognizes my slender fingers. People are angrily shouting in Japanese outside as the metallic thud of a hammer echoes through the small love hotel room. Instead of fear, a wave of rage and betrayal rushes through my mind as I stare at the blunt words in disbelief. “No way…” I mumble desperately, knowing that I’ve been an agent for ten years and rated one of the best in the field to be discarded so easily.
“Hello?” a familiar voice calls out from the phone as I let out a sigh of relief.
“N-Nathan… you need to help me” I shout at the phone as my feet starts to tingle and I can almost feel the nanobots coursing through my veins. I grimace in pain as I feel the tendons and muscle around my legs tighten, causing my calves to become slimmer. Kicking my oversized tactical boots aside, I hear my feet crunching smaller with dainty toes to fit into high heels. “I need immediate extraction” I stammer as the nanobots manipulate every individual cell in my body and sends tingles through my spine.
“I’m sorry… you know the capture protocols” Nathan replies flatly on the phone as if the ten years I spent with him was all for nothing. Feeling unbearably hot like a fever, swear drips down my forehead as I try to think rationally like I’ve been trained to do. The sound of fabric ripping momentarily distracts me as I look down to see my thighs trembling with activity and doubling in size until they become as thick as my head. I let out a small moan as I brush my fingers across my sensitive inner thighs as the soft flesh sandwiches my balls in between. “It’s just the risk of the mission” Nathan says as I grunt in pain and the sound of bone snapping fills the room from my hips exploding outwards into child-bearing proportions. Glancing down, my pants are ripped to shreds as fat continues to push my hips further out to match my huge thighs.
“After all I’ve done for the agency?!” I snap back angrily at the phone, unaware of the nanobots following remote instructions accumulating around my hips. My elastic underwear feels uncomfortably tight as it wraps around my girthy hips and starts to dig into my butt crack. Within seconds, fat floods into my ass until it swells into around bubble butt protruding from behind to match my curvy lower body. “You can still save me… d-don’t do this to me!” I wheeze breathlessly as my gym trained abs soften into a toned core while my waist sucks into create an hour-glass figure above my hips.
“We can’t save you. We have to disavow you” Nathan says without remorse as a bolt pop from the lock and the door creaks under the strain. Knowing the procedures of management severing ties with compromised agents, my heart races anxiously at the thought of their nanobots erasing my existence form this world. “It’s too late anyway… you’re probably halfway through the process” Nathan mumbles on the phone as the nanobots I used for disguises in missions permanently alter my body to match my surroundings. Looking down at myself, I cringe at the sight of my curvy and thick lower body with a constantly jiggling ass.
“N-No you can’t… I’m the best agent” I squeal, hearing my voice cracking higher into a sultry feminine tone with a developing Japanese accent. Coughing, I try to clear my throat as my Adams apple disappears, leaving my neck smooth and slender. Covering my mouth in horror, I feel my lips plumping up into plump bee-stung cock sleeves coated in lipstick before naturally curling into a seductive pout. My chiseled jawline softens and cheekbones pop higher to form a rounder and more feminine appearance as my nose crunches narrower into a cute button nose. “Me… B-Best… man… no girl…” I stammer, struggling to form coherent English sentences in my mind as I slur every word with a thick Japanese accent.
“Goodbye. Enjoy your new disavowed life” Nathan says before hanging up. My eyes widen in horror before pulling into a distinctive slant with long eyelashes and dark brown irises as I watch my last option fade away. Blinking tears away from my doe-like eyes, I feel my scalp itch as my short hair rapidly grows down to my shoulders before turning jet black and silky smooth with a floral shampoo scent.
“No… me no want… girl” I whimper, cringing at my feminine accented voice as my head feels hazy from all the nanobots wreaking havoc inside. A shiver races through my body as all my bodily hair disappears, leaving my skin smooth and sensitive with a creamy oriental hue to match my new Japanese ethnicity. A loud thud echoes in the room and the tip of a hammer burst through the door, making me flinch in surprise. “助けて [help me]!” I instinctively squeal fearfully in fluent Japanese, as all the interrogation and psychological training disappears from my mind.
My heart pounds faster in fear, pumping the nanobots further into my bloodstream as my back suddenly arches sharply, making me yelp in shock. Sounds of bones popping fills the room among the frantic destruction of the door as my spine becomes curvier and shorter. My head tingles more as I desperately hold onto the fading memories warping to fit my new life. “M-Me… a-agent… Ameri--- Amori… Amori…” I mumble hesitantly as I remember growing up in Amori before moving to Tokyo for a job.
A faint memory sparks in my hazy mind as I furrow my plucked brows in concentration at the thought of the job. “Job… ヤクザ [Yakuza]…” I mumble, unaware of my nipples puffing up and darkening while my areolas double in size. Still sweaty, I eagerly tear off my shirt as my sensitive nipples chafes against the rough fabric. My chest tingles and feels tender as waves of fat triggers from the nanobots starts to flow under my skin and accumulate under my nipples to form budding A-cups. “Yakuza… なぜ [why]?” I wonder aloud as more memories starts to seep into my mind.
I let out a girly moan as my skin stretches from the influx of fat pushing my breasts into a pair of modest B-cups. Cupping my dainty hands over them, I shiver with pleasure as I feel my tits swell into C-cups within seconds and my slender fingers sinking into the soft milky flesh. The corner of my eye twitches and I let out a sigh of relief as I finally remember the connection between my job and the Yakuza. “私は最高の女の子 [I’m the best girl]” I giggle proudly, remembering being selected to work with the Yakuza in Tokyo because of my perfect body.
My broad shoulders loudly crunch narrower into a rounder frame with higher collarbones highlighting the fullness of my breasts. I love it when the horny Yakuza members ogle my tits as I walk past them with a businessman into the love hotel for an hour of debauchery. Biting my lower lip, I moan softly as my breasts finally balloons into round E-cups hanging from my chest like udders as I look down at the deep cleavage under my chin. “おおきい [It’s so big]!” I coo, squeezing my tits and feeling them jiggle with every step.
My mind flashes with memories of balding Japanese businessmen and occasional obese foreigners I met on the streets and clubs. A seductive smile and a whisper in the ear were all it took to bring those rich guys into the love hotel. The thought of their rough hands caressing my smooth skin sends a shiver through my body as my nipples harden and crotch heats up. “ムラムラする [I’m… horny…]” I mumble with my face blushing red with arousal as I look down to see my dick painfully stiff between my thighs with precum oozing out. My heart races at the sight of throbbing cock as I instinctively wrap my dainty fingers around it and stroke it like a professional.
“気持ちいい [It feels so good]” I moan as I finally blow my load and cum splatters all over the floor and my legs. The salty stench is almost intoxicating as I instinctively pump my cock for more, but a more transparent fluid starts to seep out. My stomach gurgles as my empty balls retract into my crotch and reforms into a pair of fertile ovaries pumping estrogen throughout my body while my dick becomes increasingly flaccid. “Nuugh… もっとして [more… please]” I pant breathlessly, grasping at my inverting cock as it leaves a tight slit in its place. The flatness of my crotch feels familiar as my fingers trace along my puffy pussy lips, feeling juices drip out of the pink folds pushing out from my deepening vagina.
[Agent terminated. Purging systems]
“それはどういう意味ですか [what’s that supposed to mean]?” I mumble quizzically at the English notification on the phone. Frowning, I wonder if the most recent guy I was with accidentally left his phone in the room after fucking me raw. The thought of him sends tingles racing through my body as all the nanobots shut down and disintegrate.
I let out a girly yelp as the door finally swings open and huge thugs holding hammers and knives rush inside. Feeling embarrassed, I cover my dripping wet pussy as they ogle my breasts and curvy body. “スパイはどこ [where’s the spy]?” a Yakuza member demands, grabbing the phone and ripped clothes from the floor as the henchmen search the room. His eyes linger on my doll-like face before lowering down to my heavy breasts and moist pussy.
“彼は少し前に出発した [He left a while ago]” I whimper submissively, noticing a growing bulge in his pants. Wanting to appease the Yakuza clan, I walk up to him and cup my hands over his boner before pressing his arm into my deep cleavage. His angry demeanor quickly changes as I flirt more with him and kiss him on the cheek; and feel his hands creep around my waist before pulling me closer. “あなたがほしいです [I want you]” I whisper into his ear as he grins sheepishly and tells the thugs to leave the room.
Wasting no time, he drops his pants to reveal his throbbing cock before pushing me onto the bed. Gazing alluring into his eyes, my only desire is to be the best girl working in the Yakuza for more money and pleasure. No longer focused on the missing spy, the man’s hungry eyes darts along my curvy body as I spread my legs invitingly. “いれてほしい [I want it now]” I pant, spreading my pussy lips apart with my fingers as he grips my hips and presses the tip of his cock against my folds. Without warning, he thrusts his cock forward as I inhale sharply, feeling my tight pussy lips spread apart. Gyrating my hips in unison to his pounding, I feel his dick push deeper as my pussy envelops his veiny shaft and squeezes it for more. “こわれちゃう [I’m gonna break]!” I squeal as he grunts, and I feel a hot jet of cum fill my pussy to the brim. Pulling out of my pussy, I feel his cum overflow and drip down my leg as I gasp for air. Putting his clothes back on, the man hastily exits the room before resuming his search for the spy. Like him, I have a job to do as I wonder who will be balls deep in me later tonight.
“Confirmed. Agent neutralized” a man says into the phone from across the street as he lowers his binoculars before walking away into the shadows.
