Here's another one of my stories.
As she crawled through the air ducts, Claire went over her mental check-list again:
Skip Breakfast - Check
Remember Satchel - Check
Arrive at target office via car at 5:00am - Check
Disable security cameras #3, #4, and #11 - Check
Enter ventilation system via roof - Check
Lower into target's office, spike target's coffee and reenter ducts - Check
That left her only with the task of eleminating her target. Claire made little noise transversing the cramped, metallic halls, due to her thin frame and skintight black latex body suit. She noted her watch. It was 7:00am, and the serum was in prime position to be activated. Claire made no hesitations and pressed a discreet button on the side of her watch. Looking at her watch again, she figured that she had five minutes to be in place above the women's restroom. She quickened her pace through the ducts, and she arrived at a grate, that looked straight down into a singular bathroom stall.
She estimated she had around 2 minutes before the target would arrive. She used this time for a little preparation before she carried out the remainder of her assignment. She reached her hand to a zipper that ran down the seat of her suit. She pulled it down, revealing the naked skin of her ass. Out of her small satchel, she pulled a tiny plastic bottle, from which she squirted a bit of gel onto her index finger. She then reached back to her exposed behind, parted her cheeks, and began rubbing the gel onto her anus. Once Claire felt satisfied with her application, she placed the bottle back into her satchel and waited. She heard someone enter the bathroom, and sure enough, her target stumbled into the stall, fumbling to get her fancy black business skirt to come down. Claire continued to watch as the well-dressed woman proceeded to sit down and sigh in relief as a loud splash was heared.
"This is the perfect time" Clair thought, as she slowly unscrewed the grating and quietly removed it. Then, suddenly, 2 other women entered the bathroom.
"Shit" Claire thought. Instead of panicking, she pressed the button on her watch again. This caused her target to suddenly start farting violently. She squirmed on the toilet as all manner of farts ripped out of her butt. The two women looked at each other, and quickly left the bathroom.
Claire proceeded to bring her plan to it's conclusion. She turned on her back and slid herself over the gap in the duct, until her butt hovered just above it. She whispered to her self "1.... 2.... 3!!!"
In one incredibly fast movment, Claire shot herself down into the stall, falling squarely on top of her target. Just as she had planned, her target's head shot straight up her butt. She could feel a screams coming from her bowels. She took out a pair of scissors, and began cutting at her target's clothing. She always hated the feeling of eliminating a target with clothes on, and had decided to avoid such an annoyance in the future by always bringing scissors on every assignment. Soon, the target's blouse and jacket laid on the floor in tatters. With that out of the way, Claire grabed her target's flailing arms and pinned them down to her sides. Then, she relaxed her rectum, and her hole slowly expanded over her target's shoulders. As she slid down her target's body, she took the scissors and cut away the target's skirt, making the whole ordeal downhill as far as Claire was concerned.
She easily got the waist in, and then used her powerful muscles to suck her target the rest of the way in. When she was finally finished, she had a belly that made her look 9 months pregnant. Of course, that fit perfectly into Claire's plan. Out of her satchel she took a nice, folded pair of maternity clothes. She quickly changed, and picked up the tattered clothing off the floor and placed it in her satchel. She non-chalantly walked out of the bathroom and began strolling through the offices, making her way to the elevator. Suddenly, she felt a slight tremor from within her bowels. She knew what was going to happen, but was powerless to stop it.
A huge fart ripped out, causing her to become crimson with shame.
A young man popped his head up from his cubicle and looked around in disgust. He saw Claire. "Ugh, that gross. Couldn't you do that in the bathroom?"
"Shut up Chris." A woman popped her head out from her cubicle.
"Sorry, Chris is kind of a douche. I totally understand what you are going through. I'm on my second kid right now" She said, pointing down to her big belly.
"Thanks" Claire responded, "Do you know where I can find the elevator? I was just here visiting my husband and now I need to head home."
After recieving the directinons, Claire left the building and headed home. As she walked into her apartment, she looked down at her belly. "Well, looks like you're going to be here for a while". She was exhausted from her mission today. She picked up her cellphone, then made a call.
"Hello, this is Claire. The assignment went down without a hitch. Transfer the payment to my usual account."
She put the phone down on her nightstand, disrobed, and got in bed. She fell asleep full and satisfied.
The next morning, Claire awoke feeling very bloated. Her belly had considerably softened, having reduced her victim entirely to gas. She walked out into her living room and turned on her TV. The morning news had just started:
"A recent Inglom Tech director's board appointee has gone missing. Witnesses say Sheila Ironstrom arrived for work on Friday, but disappeard sometime during the day. The police have not been able to find any trace of Ms. Ironstrom which leads them to believe that she may have been kidnapped. Sources close to the Poli......."
Claire smirked as she tensed up and let loose a defeaning fart. She felt her belly deflate as her fart went on and on. The hot, smelly air made many rude noises as it passed through Claire's colon and out into the apartment. As the fart finished, and Claire's belly had become flat again, she turned around and took a big whiff.
"Ewww... Sheila, you smell like you've been up someone's ass."