Peter and Dash The Agency Part II
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Peter and Dash: The Agency Part One
By Wolverine
Michael rushed through the moonlit forest. Every footstep
he took gave the tell-tale crack or snap of a twig. The
limbs were low for the 6'3" man. He had to duck to miss the
branches, making his steps louder and heavier.
Michael was tired, but he couldn't stop now. Even dying
from exhaustion was better than the fate behind him. Pain
roared through his sides. He had to stop. Michael looked
around for a hiding spot. He saw very little through the
darkness. The shadows would have to do.
Michael collapsed next to a thick tree. He pulled himself
as tight as he could against the tree, trying to avoid his
now inescapable fate. Plans, ideas, and probabilities for
escape ran through Michael's head. No matter what, he was
doomed. Laughter spilled from his mouth, filling the night
air.
Michael heard the yelling of a man in the distance and the
roar of twigs snapping. One man and several attractive
women approached.
"Michael, former name of specimen #017964," said the man.
"You have surpassed our training program. Promotion to
agent will be executed immediately."
The man produced a needle with a metallic liquid within.
Two of the women advanced on Michael. They picked him up by
the arms, holding him in place. Michael struggled, but they
seemed to be glued to his arms. The man approached Michael
and injected the fluid into Michael's arm. The women
released him.
Michael screamed. His fate was sealed. Burning spread up
his arms as the nanobots went to work. The burning spread
throughout his body. He wriggled around on the ground
screaming. Then, the promotion began.
Michael's short, blonde hair began to grow. It didn't stop
at shaggy, but continued onto his shoulders and then spread
into beautiful, blonde curls across the ground. At the same
time, bones cracked across Michael's body as they shifted.
Soon, he was a good 5 inches shorter than before with a
woman's figure. He brought his smaller hands in front of
his face. They were smaller, devoid of hair, and his nails
were growing longer. His arms lost all their hair and
developed a slight tan. The rest of Michael's body
followed. He uncontrollably put his arms down and sat up.
Muscle spasms in his back forced him to bend backwards. His
back popped loud. Michael looked down and saw his ass
growing larger through his shorts as the fat flocked there.
He felt like he was sitting on a pillow. An itch started in
Michael's chest.
Michael quickly pulled off his shirt. His areolas were
swollen and a darker. His nipples stuck out an inch. A
great pressure grew in Michael's chest. He groaned and fell
back as small bumps formed on his chest. The bumps grew to
firm mounds. They paused. Michael stared at his B-cup
breasts. He felt a weird tingling in his face. Michael
couldn't see it, but his face was growing rounder and
smoother. His nose shrunk. His eyes became a light blue.
After his eyebrows arched, the last remnants of his
masculine face disappeared.
Michael's face grew to a C. For the first time, Michael
felt pleasure. The transformation felt good. His breasts
jumped to a D. Michael giggled. His persona was fading. The
pure embodiment of his maleness, his penis, stood erect.
The pleasure level doubled as Michael's penis shrunk along
with his balls. His manhood was swallowed by his new
vaginal lips with a loud sucking sound. A small patch of
blonde hair grew as his organs shifted into his new sex.
All at once, every pleasure center screamed with pleasure.
The new girl ran her hands down her sides. She loved the
feeling. Her breasts grew to a DD and stopped for good. The
girl's giggling and groping stopped.
Agent Mesmerize collected herself. The man, the Director,
handed Mesmerize a towel. She covered herself with it.
"Welcome our newest agent, Mesmerize," said the Director to
the rest of the girls. They all advanced on her, collecting
Mesmerize in an accept hug. She was complete.
***
An alarm clock sounded. A hand slapped it, accidentally
smashing it. Peter groaned. He was up.
"Well, there goes another one," Peter squeezed out. He
threw off the covers, revealing his 6'1", muscular body.
Peter sat up. He was wearing pants, but no shirt. He ran
his hands through his short, brown hair as he thought.
"Oh, yeah! Dash lost the shirt," Peter spouted out. He
stumbled over to his closet. He pulled down a T-shirt and
put it on. Something told him this mission was about to
end.
This "something" was the blinking "1" on his answering
machine. Peter pressed the button to hear the message.
"If this is Mr. Peter Dash's residence, please pick up. If
you're not in, please call 555-1138. No area code is
required. Thank you," said a woman's voice. Peter raised
his eyebrows. This was intriguing.
Peter dialed the number on his phone. After ringing a few
times, a woman answered.
"This is Peter Dash. I received a call telling me to..."
said Peter before being cut off.
"Right away, sir," said a woman. After a few clicks, a
man's voice came across the line.
"Hello, Mr. Peter Dash. This is Director Carl Norris of
Project Venus. We here at the project may have use of your
unique skills," said the man. Peter was surprised.
"What skills are you talking about, sir?"
"Please, don't play stupid. We've monitored your activities
these past three years. Our project knows about your
'quest'."
"Why my skills?"
"Your warrior-magician skills haven't been put to the test
since we first detected you. Thugs, murderers, and rapists
are nothing. Stop wasting your time and go for the big
prize."
"Which is?"
"Something like the so-called Entity you fought. A
challenge."
"How do you know about that?"
"Interviews, son. Cover-ups too. How do you think Tucker's
family kept things so secret? We've been monitoring that
house for years because of its energy levels. We know more
than you think."
"What is this challenge?"
"Come down to my headquarters. It's up in Jeremy's Woods.
My agents will pick you up halfway. Goodbye." The phone
clicked and a dial tone sounded. Peter hung up. Something
was definitely wrong. Peter quickly went to prepare.
***
Director Norris's agents met Peter at the designated point
and led him to a small complex in the middle of Jeremy's
woods. The complex was about the size of a public school.
The women led Peter through the central office to Director
Norris's office. Upon arrival, Norris signaled for the
women to leave. He and Peter sat down at the large desk in
the room.
"So why did you need me?"
"What do you know about nanotechnology?"
"Little robots? Not much."
"Very well. Let's leave that for now. How about you give me
a rundown on your abilities?"
"I'd rather you tell me what's going on before I tell you
anything."
"Well, as the agents might suggest, we've been building a
special forces group. We want to compare their performance
levels to yours."
"Okay. I don't know my limits myself. I can call this
presence, Dash. He can use fireballs, telekinesis, and any
kind of healing. He's also a swordsmaster. As for me, I
have about half of his physical strength and no 'powers'."
Norris seemed impressed. He scribbled something down on a
notepad.
"That all?"
"Basically." Norris smiled and stood up.
"Let's go see the project then."
***
Norris led Peter down to an underground hallway. On each
side, windows were placed in the walls to provide
supervision on each stage of the project. They stopped at
each phase.
The first chambers on the left and right served as
barracks. Men slept in exercise clothing on bunks around
the rooms.
"This is where our men sleep during Phase One, or the
training phase."
"What're they training for? The agents are all female."
"A short time after your first appearance, we decided an
agent with your skills would be unstoppable. Unfortunately,
not all of your powers can be replicated with nanobots."
"Ah. You reinforce these troops with extra strength and
abilities. An army of training clones, eh?"
"Not quite. Let's move on." They proceeded to the next
windows.
The next chambers contained what looked like doctors'
offices. A man wearing a lab coat in one of the chambers
held up a needle with a strange metallic fluid within. One
of the trainees entered.
"Looks like we're going to see a demonstration of Phase
Two. Watch." The doctor injected the fluid into the
trainee's arm. Soon, the man screamed and collapsed onto
the doctor's table, struggling with himself.
Peter knew something was definitely wrong right then. Dash
wasn't sending him any signals though. The trainee's
transformation only raised his fear. Peter tensed up, but
then calmed down. This had to play out. He couldn't help
anyone while at Norris's mercy.
After the transformation, the new agent sat up. The doctor
inside gave a thumbs up.
"Looks like a success. Agent Nightshade is complete. Glad
she's a red head. They're good for seduction." Norris led
Peter on. They passed through a door into a small room.
Norris sealed the previous door with he key card and
unlocked the next with the card. They stepped through into
a large, cafeteria sized room.
Peter immediately knew this was the room for failed agents.
Genetically mutated freaks roamed the room. A woman
struggled with inner demons. She would sob herself into
giggles and then wrestle herself.
"It's coming again!" screamed a nearby man. Slowly, female
features began to emerge. The transformee struggled with
himself. Jet black hair spilled down his back. Breasts
rapidly grew, silencing his screaming. The man was now a
woman. The woman went crazy and rushed at the other
failures ripping at their flesh.
"We must move quickly. Hopefully they'll all kill each
other off. Clears space when we make efficient lunatics."
Norris and Peter ran through the crowd of failures. Norris
unsealed the opposite door and they quickly went through.
On the other side, Norris reseals it. It was another small
room. Norris led Peter into the next room.
The smell of sex filled the room. In this cafeteria sized
room, women and more women lay across the room fucking.
"The agents have lovingly named this the 'Fuck Room'. They
can come in here and fulfill sexual fantasies or relieve
stress. These failed agents couldn't make it past the
transition phase, making them perfect sex toys."
"Is that the exit?" Peter pointed at the opposite door.
"Yes. That leads to the staircase. Shall we go?" Peter
nodded. They worked their way to the door and through it.
Norris sealed it behind them and they started up the
stairs. After several floors, they reached the surface.
Outside, three agents waited for them. They aimed their
guns at Peter.
"What is this?"
"You're being tested. Goodbye for now. Pray we don't meet
again." Norris walked off toward his office. Tranquilizers
pumped into Peter and he lost consciousness.
***
Peter awoke several hours later. He was in the middle of
the forest lying in a bed of moss. All sense of direction
was gone. Basically, he was screwed. Peter sat up. A voice
spoke in his head.
"Welcome baack," said the voice. Peter grinned.
"Why'd you let that happen, Dash?" asked Peter internally.
"I've been waiting for this for months. The mission boils
down to this. Then we can return to wandering. Something
bigger than just an army project is at work here. This
involves something magical," replied Dash.
"So where are we?
"Unfortunately, I'm just an extension of your mind, so I
was knocked out as well. I can read magic energy from that
direction though." A direction came into Peter's head.
Peter got up and headed that way.
***
Director Norris sat snug in his office, watching Peter head
off. The cameras he had planted worked well. Norris turned
his attention to his three elite agents that were in the
office with him. Bunny, Prissy, and Kitty awaited orders.
"I want Dazzle to go in first. She'll make a fine test run.
If he survives, I want Bunny to go in. We'll make other
plans afterwards," said Norris to his agents. Bunny nodded
and marched off. A headache shot through Norris's head. He
brought his hand up to his throbbing temple.
"Leave me. Make sure I am not disturbed till further
notice. My office is off limits." Prissy and Kitty nodded
and marched out. Norris pressed a button, locking the door.
The headache grew worse and his body began tingling.
"Why now?" he seemingly asked himself. The awaiting entity
stirred.
"The agents will keep him busy for now. Now is perfect,"
replied the entity. Norris lost all feeling in his middle-
aged body and collapsed to his knees on the floor. A wave
of pleasure washed through him. He groaned as his hips and
buttocks began expanding to female proportions. Long nails
grew out on his fingers. His gray hairs faded as his hair
grew to shoulder-length brown hair. Norris's face softened.
His lips grew larger, forcing him to pout. His eyes
narrowed and his eyebrows arched.
Norris brought his now feminine hands between his feminized
legs. He began massaging his crotch. Norris felt his penis
start to withdraw and organs shifting. His vagina formed
and began lubricating itself. Norris reached up and removed
his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. As he moved down, his
muscles disappeared and his chest began growing. He grew
more and more comfortable with his body as his breasts
grew, finally stopping at a B-cup. The entity was now in
control.
Lady Green stood up. She frowned.
"Stop trying to gain your balance Norris. Just let me flow
through you for now. I promise you will get control again
soon," said Lady Green to Norris, who was struggling for
control deep within. He relaxed and they became one. His
mind flowed through her.
"I know the deal, Norris. You aren't in a bargaining
position though. I'll release your wife and daughter from
their sexual prisons as soon as Peter and Dash are mine.
Otherwise, you'll be stuck as me for a long time. As for
your family, they are quite good nymphomaniacs. They make
good slaves." The Lady smiled. Norris's parts stopped
protesting. The Lady got a grip on what was happening.
Another urgency other than Peter caught her attention
though. She looked at her Norris clothes. With a wave of
her finger, the clothes shifted. Soon, she was wearing a
kinky bikini top with crotchless panties under a dark, long
robe. Now she could concentrate.
Peter Dash would suffer for what he did to the Lady's
sister. How ironic it would be for her, the sister of the
entity that sparked Dash's creation, would possess the body
of the man who killed her sister? The Lady smiled once
more. The agents would be a fine test and then an even
better army. Peter Dash's body would make her all powerful.
Norris on the other hand, would have to be silenced. He
would remain as a sex slave with his family. The Lady
decided to fulfill her sexual need now and then let Norris
assume control again. He was the tactical man.
***
Peter worked his way to a small clearing. Any second one of
Norris's agents would appear. And Peter knew it'd be fight
to the death. Dash's sword could free the poor men's souls.
It was a shame. Peter halted in the center of the clearing.
An agent was close.
"Come on out. I'll fight you. But first, Dash!" Peter
shouted out to the hiding agent. Dash assumed control for
the fight. There battle power was at optimal. An agent
leaped out of the trees.
"I am Agent Dazzle. Let us begin." Dazzle said as she
charged Dash. His sword appeared in his hand. He drew it
back to swing. She was headed straight at him.
"All too easy." Dash planted his feet and swung. Dazzle
slid and stopped right under his sword. A proceeding kick
disarmed Dash and placed the sword in the agent's hands as
she flipped up and caught the sword. Dash looked confused.
"Nice trick, huh? Let's see what this sword of yours can
do." Dazzle charged him. She was fast. Dash dodged Dazzle's
first swing by leaning backwards to dodge the horizontal
swing. She fluidly twisted the sword and rolled it back to
cut Dash in half. He rolled to the right to dodge this and
launched a huge ball of energy to blow himself to the side
and onto his feet. By this time she was already charging at
him again. He jumped back to dodge Dazzle's first three
swings and then flew up onto a tree limb. Dazzle stopped
and looked up at him. He held up his hand to signal he
wanted to speak.
"You know, someone once tried this, and I was caught off
guard. I've been working on that, you know. So check this
out. You might want to let the sword go. It's the only way
to survive." Dash closed his eyes and went into a trance.
The sword started to vibrate in Dazzle's hands. She stared
at it. It was impossible to release it. The sword started
to uncontrollably turn towards Dazzle's body. She knew what
was coming. The sword pushed into Dazzle's being and
absorbed her. The sword floated up to Dash. The blade was
eerily clean. Dash caught the sword and let Peter take
control once again. Peter noticed he was in a tree.
"Thanks for getting me down good buddy." said Peter
sarcastically as he began his slow climb down.
To be continued...
The next part should end it if all goes to plan. And I
promise it'll be a bit more action packed for you out there
that may want to read some action from my "superhero". Hope
you enjoyed the story. Please review it in any case.
Reviews let me know whether I'm headed in the right
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