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The spy woke up as the dawn's sunrays shone through the curtain window into his eye. He got up, ate breakfast, and then checked in at his computer.
Being an international man of mystery was boring work mostly. He was deep deep undercover, so much that sometimes, he forgot he was even a spy.
But a transmission soon interrupted his internet surfing. It was the field agent, and he had a mission for the spy.
"Attention Spy 2888", the message said. "You have been given top secret information, that you must deliver to our special agent. This information is a matter of national security. "
"Great," the spy replied. "Where is this information?"
The field agent lowered his voice to a whisper. "It's in your balls," he said flatly. "We injected it into your testicles last night while you were asleep."
"Awww! that's why I felt so achy down there this morning!" the spy protested.
"It was the only way," the field agent continued. "We couldn't let this secret fall into the wrong hands, and if it did, we at least wanted the extraction of it by our enemies to be an enjoyable experience for yourself."
"Oh geez, thanks," the spy retorted. "But did you guys really have to inject my nut?" The spy rubbed his aching testicles.
The field agent gave some other information to the spy on where to meet the special agent.
It was cold, and the spy worried about the information. Could its contents be damaged or destroyed due to exposure to harsh weather conditions? He hoped not, but the best thing to do, he thought, would be to not take any risks, and get out of the cold as soon as possible.
The spy drove to the location given, and looked left and right to make sure he wasn't being followed. He ducked into an alley where he saw an unmarked door.
Opening the door, he was greeted with another puzzle, this time 3 more doors. The door he picked is, of course, a matter of national security, so be advised that this information is censored out here.
The spy walked up the flight of stairs, where a young woman greeted him. "You must be the spy who called, she said, sweetly. She was young, looking around her early to mid 20's, and bore a striking resemblance to Michelle Branch. They exchanged greetings and as others were preparing the meeting room, she coyly smiled at the spy and said seductively "I can't wait to give you a massage."
Once in the meeting room, the special agent asked if he had brought the jewels. Did he? Why yes, he had, and remembered. He handed the special agent 6 emeralds and 1 amethyst. The session then started with a light massage, to get the spy's body ready for the extraction. Special agent Adrianna used her special skills to relax the spy, but despite this, the spy looked nervous. "Was I followed? What if she was a double agent? What if the extraction was unsuccessful after the half hour," were all thoughts that raced through the spy's mind. However, the special agent soon alleviated his fears, when she said she would begin the extraction.
"I am actually an android," she confessed, as she snapped on a rubber glove and applied a generous amount of oil to the hand" and now you need to try and contact the field agent using my built-in transistor radio. The spy hesitated for a moment, but then realized that the two brown dots on the android model were actually dials. He put both hands on the dials, and pinched, twisted, and rubbed slowly, as the special agent continued with the extraction. The spy wondered "What's wrong??? What can't I find a signal??"
The pace picked up, as the dialling became more frantic, and the extraction attempt continued at a much more intense pace. Finally, the spy cried out in pleasure and relief, as the secret information was extracted from his body in great spasms. He could now relax, as the mission was over.
"Thank you for your service to your country," agent Adrianna said. "I am sure we will find this information most beneficial to us.
"Yes," the spy said, between gasps. "This could've erupted into a very sticky situation and strained world relations if it weren't handled properly."
The spy and special agent Adrianna talked for a bit. The spy felt that of all the missions he had been on, he seemed to have made a connection with this special agent. Except for when they were doing work most crucial to the national security of their nation, they genuinely got along, and enjoyed each other's company.
Perhaps they will meet again, and only time will tell if there will be a sequel to this story. But for what it was, it would be hard to top.
Being an international man of mystery was boring work mostly. He was deep deep undercover, so much that sometimes, he forgot he was even a spy.
But a transmission soon interrupted his internet surfing. It was the field agent, and he had a mission for the spy.
"Attention Spy 2888", the message said. "You have been given top secret information, that you must deliver to our special agent. This information is a matter of national security. "
"Great," the spy replied. "Where is this information?"
The field agent lowered his voice to a whisper. "It's in your balls," he said flatly. "We injected it into your testicles last night while you were asleep."
"Awww! that's why I felt so achy down there this morning!" the spy protested.
"It was the only way," the field agent continued. "We couldn't let this secret fall into the wrong hands, and if it did, we at least wanted the extraction of it by our enemies to be an enjoyable experience for yourself."
"Oh geez, thanks," the spy retorted. "But did you guys really have to inject my nut?" The spy rubbed his aching testicles.
The field agent gave some other information to the spy on where to meet the special agent.
It was cold, and the spy worried about the information. Could its contents be damaged or destroyed due to exposure to harsh weather conditions? He hoped not, but the best thing to do, he thought, would be to not take any risks, and get out of the cold as soon as possible.
The spy drove to the location given, and looked left and right to make sure he wasn't being followed. He ducked into an alley where he saw an unmarked door.
Opening the door, he was greeted with another puzzle, this time 3 more doors. The door he picked is, of course, a matter of national security, so be advised that this information is censored out here.
The spy walked up the flight of stairs, where a young woman greeted him. "You must be the spy who called, she said, sweetly. She was young, looking around her early to mid 20's, and bore a striking resemblance to Michelle Branch. They exchanged greetings and as others were preparing the meeting room, she coyly smiled at the spy and said seductively "I can't wait to give you a massage."
Once in the meeting room, the special agent asked if he had brought the jewels. Did he? Why yes, he had, and remembered. He handed the special agent 6 emeralds and 1 amethyst. The session then started with a light massage, to get the spy's body ready for the extraction. Special agent Adrianna used her special skills to relax the spy, but despite this, the spy looked nervous. "Was I followed? What if she was a double agent? What if the extraction was unsuccessful after the half hour," were all thoughts that raced through the spy's mind. However, the special agent soon alleviated his fears, when she said she would begin the extraction.
"I am actually an android," she confessed, as she snapped on a rubber glove and applied a generous amount of oil to the hand" and now you need to try and contact the field agent using my built-in transistor radio. The spy hesitated for a moment, but then realized that the two brown dots on the android model were actually dials. He put both hands on the dials, and pinched, twisted, and rubbed slowly, as the special agent continued with the extraction. The spy wondered "What's wrong??? What can't I find a signal??"
The pace picked up, as the dialling became more frantic, and the extraction attempt continued at a much more intense pace. Finally, the spy cried out in pleasure and relief, as the secret information was extracted from his body in great spasms. He could now relax, as the mission was over.
"Thank you for your service to your country," agent Adrianna said. "I am sure we will find this information most beneficial to us.
"Yes," the spy said, between gasps. "This could've erupted into a very sticky situation and strained world relations if it weren't handled properly."
The spy and special agent Adrianna talked for a bit. The spy felt that of all the missions he had been on, he seemed to have made a connection with this special agent. Except for when they were doing work most crucial to the national security of their nation, they genuinely got along, and enjoyed each other's company.
Perhaps they will meet again, and only time will tell if there will be a sequel to this story. But for what it was, it would be hard to top.