Considering her comrades were currently on their own missions, and that they had managed to set up a forward base, Silver Tiger was not just going to sit on her thumbs and wait for a report. Mazakala had surprisingly agreed with her want to scout out other parts of the town, seeing no point in waiting for the others. It was a rather disorganized sort of mission, but on some level Silver Tiger liked that.
A genetic clone of the greatest Cold War spy, Silver Tiger had lived her life as a spy and assassin for SCYLLA, an ancient organisation with designs to rule the world in the shadows. For the longest time she had fought on the side of oppression and evil, only to find a strange form of redemption in becoming a part of the very heroics she had once fought so hard aagainst. It really was a strange world, to think that someone like her would end up on the side of justice. Even stranger still to think of the life she had now…
Silver Tiger shook her head, and decided now wasn't the best time to get lost in the revelry of the past. She was clinging to the side of a building after all. A hospital to be exact, the only one in town. It was a large, almost garishly pink building on the edge of town. Silver Tiger figured it was the best place to perform what she assumed was the cosmetic surgery these women were getting, perhaps the brainwashing too.
She shivered as bad memories of her own time in a place like this came rushing back to her. She quickly quelled the thought and snaked her way through into a conveniently open air vent.
“I'm in,” Silver Tiger purred into the communicator in her ear.
“Okay, get in, see what's what and get out,” Mazakala said, “Don't go wandering off like Blackwing. I swear she comes back as a ditzy housewife…”
“Yes yes,” Silver Tiger said with a chuckle, “Though it would be rather adorable to see her like that.”
“Maybe, but it's not exactly conductive to the mission,” Mazakala said, “Okay, radio silence from now on. Turn the comm back on if you get into trouble and I can warp you back using the code word got it?”
“Da~.” Silver Tiger said, flicking a tiny switch in her earpiece. She began to crawl through the vent, slowly and steadily. She didn't know if vents in the fifties were huge or because this place was based on old TV shows but it was the most comfortable she had ever been in a vent.
Silver Tiger felt confident that she could complete this mission easily. Not only because of her super spy training, not because she hd such powerful allies. No, instead it was a secret weapon.
She was happily married.
Yes, the infamous flirt and seductress Silver Tiger had settled down. Not that anyone knew of it of course, like any good hero she kept her private and public life separate. The only people who knew were her and her husband, and thanks to the cabin up in the mountains she had managed to procure they had all the privacy in the world.
She and her husband could not have been more opposites, yet the same. She was a sensual spy who could kill someone in twelve ways before they even realised she had moved, he was a hacker who had managed to stumble across a SCYLLA website and assist various heroes at the time. They both dealt in the underworld, and they both wanted to lurk in the shadows to help mankind.
In other respects were almost perfect opposites, he was a short and slight looking nerd, though handsome in a geeky sort of way. She on the other hand once infiltrated a fashion show and was instantly offered a job by all the top fashion designers in the world. If one were to see them side by side they could not imagine a pair more different.
Perhaps that was what had first attracted her to him. Despite his profession he was surprisingly clean and well put together, he was a sweet man who knew how to cook and clean. There was something so ordinary about him, a stability to him with a courage that belied his geeky form. He knew how to make her laugh, how to cheer her up when she was blue, and would do anything to make her happy.
She smiled a little as she thought of him, their life together was happy, they had their disagreements but that was part of the normal life that Silver Tiger had so wanted. It was perfect.
Almost perfect…
She shook her head again, she never let herself be this distracted during a mission. She continued onward, looking through the various vent grates to see if there was any sort of clue she could see for the way this town worked.
She didn't have much luck, as the first grate she could see anything properly through only revealed a nurse in a pink old style nurse's outfit helping a male patient with a “persistent swelling” which seemed to mostly involve using her massive breasts to service him. All Silver Tiger could do was roll her eyes and continue on.
Most of the other vent windows showed a smiliar sort of scene. Silver Tiger wondered if this was a hospital or some form of elaborate porno set. Fibally she came across what she was looking for, a vent that opened onto a corridoor with nobody on it. Now her investigation could truly begin.
Carefully she opened the vent and slipped down, making sure not to make too much noise. She did a three point landing, as silent as a cat, and stood up to look around where she was. She blinked a little as she felt a shock pass through her at the sign before her.
Maternity Ward.
A flood of memories bubbled up inside of her without her consciously realising it. For the last five years since they had been married she and her husband had been trying to have a ch1ld. It was a private wish that Silver Tiger always had ever since leaving SCYLLA. She had taken so many lives that she wanted to raise one as her own, to leave something behind besides death and ruin.
Of course, considering she was made in a test tube to some very specific parameters, it meant she was infertile. She had been created as a weapon nothing more. Various treatments and second opinions (all with false names of course) had come up with nothing. She had discussed adoption with her husband, and that was the route they were going to go down after thus mission had ended, but the wait times had turned out to be interminable.
“Are you okay ma'am?”
Silver Tiger whirled around on instinct, bringing a knife to the throat of the eprson who spoke. How had she not noticed their presence, was it because of this place? Or perhaps they too were a spy, or a ninja.
If they were their disguse was exceedingly good. Black hair done up in bob cut, her curvaceous body dressed up in a nurse's outfit that left little to the imagination, and an infuriatingly perky smile even as Silver Tiger held a knife to her throat. This woman was clearly one of the hospital staff.
“What's going on here, who are you?!” Silver Tiger growled, leaving behind all pretense of infiltration. Her cover had been blown, and if worse came to worse she knew non-lethal ways of putting this woman out for the count for a few days.
“Oh dear you're a little confused.” The nurse said, still smiling even as Silver Tiger tightened her grip, “Somebody's a little baby brained!”
“Baby...brained?” Silver Tiger said. Suddenly a strangely warm feeling shot through her lower stomach and crotch. It was oddly plesant, and memories of intimate times with her husband came back. Even if they weren't successful in impregnating her she would nevr deny the nights of trying were not fun.
“Hmm let’s seeeee,” The nurse said, looking through a clipboard that she held in her hands, “Mrs…Silver Tiger! Oh my you shouldn't be up in your condition!”
“My…my condit-OH~” A wave of pleasure hit Silver Tiger. She suddenly felt her stomach begin to swell slightly. The knife clanged to the floor as she released her grip from the nurse. She looked down as her belly pushed out of her skintight catsuit. Going further and further until it looked like she was…she was…
“Pregnant…” Silver Tiger whispered in awe.
“Yes dear, that's why you're on the maternity ward~,” the nurse said, like she was talking to someone very slow on the uptake, “Don't worry, someone with as many buns in the oven as you has to feel a little dazed~.”
“I…what?!” Silver Tiger whispered. Suddenly another wave of pleasure rocked her as she felt the baby bump begin to grow again. It swelled until she looked like she was pregnant with triplets, and each time her mind went back to the times she had tried for a baby with her husband.
“Now, you should get back to your bed and try to get some rest,” The nurse said, reaching out to take Silver Tiger's hand. Silver Tiger pulled it away and tried to back away, but the pregnant belly she now had was making the usually graceful spy awkward and ungainly.
“No I need to get oooooouuuuuut~” Silver Tiger was hit by another wave of pleasure, and another and another. The belly began to swell to even greater heights, jutting out in front of her and throwing her off balance. She could feel tiny bumps begin to appear as the babies inside began to kick.
Babies…her babies…the babies she had tried to hard to get…
No..NO she needed to fight this. She would not be the first to fall to this ridiculous town! She had a life to get back to, a husband she loved very much!
“No m-my husband…” Silver Tiger whined as she tried to walk despite her immense gravidity. The words came out less as the defiant roar she wanted and more of a needy whimper. She was feeling so horny right now, a heat coursing through her body as she thought of her husband.
Another wave of pleasure rocked her, causing her knees to buckle and almost collapse. She was only saved by the nurse grabbing her and lifting her up with a surprising amount of strength.
“You need to rest dear!” She said in a firm but motherly tone.
Silver Tiger could barely hear her. Another eave of pleasure had hit her, and her stomach had swelled to the point where she was sure it was impossible for her to be carrying. She felt her hips begin to widen as her catsuit creaked, her once pert and shapely ass becoming enormous to accomodate hips designed to birth an entire litter.
Her breasts began to swell as the zipper on her catsuit began to shift down to show them off. To Silver Tiger's horror she realised that her breasts were…filling with something. She swore in Russian as her breasts went past an E-Cup and her body heated up.
“Tig….breaking up….say…kssshh..codeword…Divider to…kssshhh get out of there…!”
Silver Tiger heard the hissing static in her ear, only just barely able to understand it as she tried to handle her gravid belly. She ran her hands down her stomach as best she could. She needed to get back…she needed to…to..
“Come om, lets get you back to bed,” The nurse said with an eerily claming smile, “Your husband will be here soon~.”
Her husband…he would be here…thy'd have the big family she always wanted. Even as part of her screamed to say the codeword, she found herself beginning to step with the nurse…
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