Exit strategy
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 72
by
copier
· original author:
somedude248
The eyes of Kiyone darted off to see, finally, Washu arising from her desk and walking off. The time to act had finally come.
"Well, she's gone," Kiyone's voice announced inside the shared confines of her mind. "Now what?"
"Watch and learn." Aloud, a voice spoke from Kiyone's mouth, but it was in fact, Washu's voice that escaped her lips. "Override security code 3.14159265358979323846."
A beep acknowledged the voice and the shackles that bound Kiyone's body to the table were released, while at the same time, the covering surrounding the table retracted into the floor.
"Now what?" Kiyone asked. This whole day for the former police officer had only been getting worse and worse, between the near-death experience, being beaten by her idiot partner (who Kiyone had always considered her inferior in combat) and any positives seemed to be as far gone as the promotions she had slaved over for years only to fail in achieving. Primaron however, was full of confidence. He had eluded all his pursuers for centuries. Why would this be any different?
"We find a console and I use it to contact a rescue party. Then I..."
Primaron's thoughts failed to form as he looked on at a clear box. The energy-based lifeform that was resting inside the container was all too familiar to him.
Well, at least I can put his work to some good use. Isn't that right? You're going to make mommy a fortune!
"That...she honestly believed she could improve upon MY design? I've spent half of my life improving upon her work! There is nothing she can do that I cannot!"
Kiyone didn't see what the big deal was, it was just a floating light bulb. Wasn't getting off the planet before being forced to serve ten life sentences a bit more important?
"I heard her voice, but I never expected her to actually contemplate such an idea. The Torn was my ultimate weapon of domination, not an instrument for pleasure! I designed weapons, and she turns them into tools for mating? Inconceivable!"
Kiyone, although trying her best to care about her partner's ego, found herself unable to.
"Then blow up the lab, I dunno."
"Of course," Primaron answered. "I'll send the signal then set off a self-destruct! This entire laboratory will be destroyed, along with this abomination! I'm a genius!"
"You?" Kiyone asked. If the mad scientist's ego was any bigger, there wouldn't be enough room in her head for the two of them. Realizing that these proclamations were beginning to annoy the woman a bit, Primaron readied himself to focus on the task at hand.
Thump
"Someone's coming!" Kiyone whispered in the confines of her mind. Without even a response being necessitated, her body quickly hid a good distance from the table and the container holding Washu's version of the Torn. Her eyes were looking onward, carefully observing the motions of the princess.
"Ayeka? What's she doing here?"
"Let us hope she is alone," Primaron answered. "I don't want to kill her until after I send out the signal."
"Well, she's gone," Kiyone's voice announced inside the shared confines of her mind. "Now what?"
"Watch and learn." Aloud, a voice spoke from Kiyone's mouth, but it was in fact, Washu's voice that escaped her lips. "Override security code 3.14159265358979323846."
A beep acknowledged the voice and the shackles that bound Kiyone's body to the table were released, while at the same time, the covering surrounding the table retracted into the floor.
"Now what?" Kiyone asked. This whole day for the former police officer had only been getting worse and worse, between the near-death experience, being beaten by her idiot partner (who Kiyone had always considered her inferior in combat) and any positives seemed to be as far gone as the promotions she had slaved over for years only to fail in achieving. Primaron however, was full of confidence. He had eluded all his pursuers for centuries. Why would this be any different?
"We find a console and I use it to contact a rescue party. Then I..."
Primaron's thoughts failed to form as he looked on at a clear box. The energy-based lifeform that was resting inside the container was all too familiar to him.
Well, at least I can put his work to some good use. Isn't that right? You're going to make mommy a fortune!
"That...she honestly believed she could improve upon MY design? I've spent half of my life improving upon her work! There is nothing she can do that I cannot!"
Kiyone didn't see what the big deal was, it was just a floating light bulb. Wasn't getting off the planet before being forced to serve ten life sentences a bit more important?
"I heard her voice, but I never expected her to actually contemplate such an idea. The Torn was my ultimate weapon of domination, not an instrument for pleasure! I designed weapons, and she turns them into tools for mating? Inconceivable!"
Kiyone, although trying her best to care about her partner's ego, found herself unable to.
"Then blow up the lab, I dunno."
"Of course," Primaron answered. "I'll send the signal then set off a self-destruct! This entire laboratory will be destroyed, along with this abomination! I'm a genius!"
"You?" Kiyone asked. If the mad scientist's ego was any bigger, there wouldn't be enough room in her head for the two of them. Realizing that these proclamations were beginning to annoy the woman a bit, Primaron readied himself to focus on the task at hand.
Thump
"Someone's coming!" Kiyone whispered in the confines of her mind. Without even a response being necessitated, her body quickly hid a good distance from the table and the container holding Washu's version of the Torn. Her eyes were looking onward, carefully observing the motions of the princess.
"Ayeka? What's she doing here?"
"Let us hope she is alone," Primaron answered. "I don't want to kill her until after I send out the signal."
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