"Ughhhhhhhh..." I groaned, as I had awoken from my deepest dream. It was about something related to being breastfeed as a baby. I don't recall exactly how I came into that dream, but I found it strangely erotic. Speaking of babies, I did a full quick scan of my body to make sure that my power hadn't back fired on me. Fully grown hands? Check. Adult male body? Check. Morning wood? Check...and tempted...but I soon had more thoughts about H.A.L.O. watching over me with some sort of psychic power than having to satisfy urges.
"Good morning sleepy head!" Speaking of being watched over, there was that lovable little voice that I've grown into...not to the point where I don't hate to hear it every morning...EVERY.MORNING...but it's bearable now.
I looked over to my desk and saw a little hologram of my current chaperone. She's a Norway anthropomorphic rat. Along with common rat-like qualities, such as gray fur, large ears, pink-ish nose, and a tail trailing behind her, she's also a bit chunky, weighing at nearly 200 Ibs...or as far as I could guess. She also has a fuzzy, jet-black hairdo that curves down to her shoulders. She's wearing her favorite black shirt and khaki pants...the one's that hugs her body, and exposes her belly a little under her shirt. Oh, and she wears glasses...
"Neeerrrrrrddddd..." I slurred, as I pulled my bed covers over my body, hoping she thought that I would fall asleep in my bed.
"Oh hardy-har-har, Mr. Adult Diaper," She retorted "Come on, you need to get up. I have a few missions for you today."
I just stood still in my bed...yet I wanted to groan so hard right now.
"Dude, I know you're not asleep. If you are, then I suppose you wouldn't mind if I had...oh...I don't know...'slipped' something in your food stash?"
Okay...that was enough to get me up and out of bed. It's funny how I was put under the care of someone who has the power to turn food into a death weapon. Seriously, not only can she make food come to life and attack people, she can also mess with the genetic DNA of said food, and turn them into...basically a bag of unhealthy side effects. Turn a sandwich into a laxative, make them into bombs when they touch stomach acids, cause breast growth on guys, you name it, she can do it.
I scrambled a bit in my closet to find a clean pair of clothes. A lot of the clothes I was throwing onto the floor were dirty, but I did manage to find a pure black shirt and blue pants. As I was trying to change my shirt, I noticed out the corner of my eye that she was watching me change. She appeared to be holding her bottom lip with her teeth, either trying not to laugh, or she's just enjoying the show...I couldn't tell.
"Do you mind?" I asked.
With a slight shake of her head, "No."
You stood still for a moment...hoping she gets the message.
"Oh...Oh!" She realized with a a slight blush. "Sorry, I'll see you later." With a slight wave of her hand, the hologram transmission ended. I sighed in relief, knowing that she's out of my hair for now.
"*Can't believe I had to be chaperoned by her,*" I thought. "*Honestly, it wasn't that big of a deal.*"
****Flashback****
"THIS IS A BIG DEAL! IT'S A VERY BIG DEAL! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!?"
Said a very angry, S-rank hero, after seeing how the H.A.L.O. base was in shambles...and on fire.
****End****
"*Okay...but I still think they overacted a bit.*"
----Few minutes later----
Wow...I thought those clothes I had on were clean. Turns out I was wrong. Dead wrong. Disgustingly smelly wrong. Ugh...at least my bad doesn't smell, and it's filled with perishable food items.
"I see your clothes aren't as clean as they look." I was completely blinded by the smell of my clothes I didn't see her standing right in front of me, as I walked out the door.
"Ah, jeez! Someone should put a bell on you!" I yelled, only for her to respond with a giggle.
"How long were you standing there?"
"Oh...just long enough," Her small smile made me uneasy for some reason."Come on, let's walk and talk." She said, as she walked off down the sidewalk.
I caught up with her and started walking backwards in front of her.
"So...what did you get me?" She started fiddling with her watch, and soon enough two villains were shown in a small hologram. One on the left and one on the right.
"These two should be easy for you. Managed to grab them before someone else did." She said. She zoomed in on the villain on the right first. She appeared to be a female Tanooki. Her most promising feature is that she has D-cup breasts and she's wearing a latex suit, enhancing the fact that she has on overall curvy figure. The mask did little to cover her face.
"First villain. A Pawn level thief that goes by the name of Cannon Fondler. She has the ability to not only grow her ass and breasts to ridiculous sizes, but she can literally shoot people and objects out of it, either by pure muscle or...by gas...last spotted at a local market, presumably Walmart...where her records has shown that she has attacked several times...judging by her patterns, she's planning to strike again within the hour. Basic search and capture mission." She seemed a bit uneasy stating how she can literally shoot people out of her butt by farting.
After fiddling with her watch, again she zoomed in on the other villain. It appears to be a arctic fox woman, who was just fat overall. Her hips were very wide,to the point where I could barely see her feet, her arm fat was hanging from where I was sure her muscles were, and she had a double chin. She was also supporting a very large belly apron. Her costume did very little to hide her identity...let alone her own width!
"Second villain. Another Pawn level. Goes by the name of Glu-ton She has been known to kidnap people by using her stomach as a prison cell. She then whisks said prisoners, into a life time sentence of force feeding, to the point where the prisoners can't even move. We've been hearing stories of people's stomach bursting because of her. We're not quite sure ourselves, many believe that that's just a rumor. This is a stealth mission. You pose as an innocent bystander and get her to take you away, and after you find the prisoners, and rescue them, you kick her fat ass right out of the city."
"Were these really the only missions you could get?" I asked.
"No...I just thought these would be the easiest, because--" She just let that sentence finish itself. She knows exactly what happened last time...and we don't talk about that...EVER!
"So...pick your target, Rando."
After thinking it cover for roughly 5 seconds, I've decided to go with...
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