This choice: Maria his 28 year old Hispanic mistress • Go Back...Chapter #4Maria his 28 year old Hispanic mistress. by: Mr. George   Following an unexpected lead, you find out about Maria. A random stop, drew Maria to ICE's attention, and in a panic-filled statement, she begged for mercy, not to be deported, and her fear of Lombardi.
The interviewing officers filled you in on her story, and the intriguing details she'd let slip. Unfortunately, she wasn't she sharpest knife in the drawer. Officer Castille nudged Officer Carter in the stomach, 'Though maybe a deep spoon'.
It filled you with dread about how curvy Maria was, and how curvy you'd have to be as her surrogate. With the real Maria being entered into Witness Protection, her photo wasn't available. You'd have to discover your new face and body on waking.
From the hints and jokes of the officers, and the busty wife he'd chosen. You knew you'd have sore shoulders for the entire assignment. You also suspect that Anna knows about you, and hates you. A bimbo like the original Maria wouldn't be subtle about leaving traces behind, and Lombardi wouldn't be bothered about rubbing his indiscretion in her face.
He runs brothels after all. You tell yourself. A fact you just accepted when investigating his network of businesses. But given your role undercover takes on a whole new menacing meaning.
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You're escorted to Maria's apartment as soon as possible. With the summary notes, of everything she'd said to escape prosecution, and her life as a Mafia moll.
Reading it again and again, until you have it memorised, you throw the folder on the fire, and watch it burn up. Hissing as you suck your breath between clenched teeth, you catch your reflection in the brass hood of the fire place. Your familiar face appearing for the last time. You look to the nanite solution in your open palm.
Retreating to the bedroom, you stab yourself with the jagged end of the vial. The solution penetrates your skin, moving with an unnatural grace, it's nanites directing it with a basic intelligence. The spot of blood is absorbed and disappears, even the scratch on your skin is gone in a few seconds. A smoother patch of soft skin visible on your arm, spreading wider. In moments, it's a band around your arm. One frontier advancing towards your hand, the other racing towards your shoulder and the rest of your body.
Your heart gives a flutter, and you sit on the bed. As the room starts to spin, you allow yourself to collapse backwards. You feel pinned there, muscles refusing to raise you up, or give you any strength. Your whole body feels like jelly, shifting beneath your skin. Even that skin is transforming too.
The crack from your hips is heard more than felt, and you imagine your ass gaining extra width, and heft. Breathing becomes more of an effort. Not difficult, but your chest is certainly heavier, too. You try not to focus on those... those superficialities.
As your eyelids flutter shut, you feel the changes continue even as you fall into a dreamless sleep.
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Waking with a start, you're flooded with a new range of emotions and sensations. Your instincts kick in, and you react, snapping up into sitting on the edge of the bed. Then quickly rising to stand.
The sudden movement a humiliating reminder of your new curvy body, and your assignment. Curiosity drives you to the wardrobe, and the full-length mirror there.
Suspecting what you'll see there, you're still surprised as you take in your reflection.
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Maria is hot as hell, and even bustier than you imagined. Groaning, you realise that's probably a present from Lombardi too.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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