haha I'm just messing around x)

DISCLAIMER: this topic has been made out of boredom and the need to fight a nearly unbeatable opponent. Yup, thats about it xD

Catherine Miller is in a limo heading down a side street in Paradise City. Outside it is dark, and turning to dusk. The long black car drives past the 2nd exit, heading out of the city and into the countryside. She is in a black turtle neck sweater where her generously well sized pillows bounce about, a long black skirt, nylon stockings and leather healed boots. She is on the phone, talking to an old friend when she turns to the driver. "I'd like to be at the airport as soon as possible. I want you to make sure my flight to Edonia will not be delayed." she says before turning back to the man on the phone, continuing her chat.

Catherine continued her chat without receiving a response from the driver. The airport was another 35 minutes away and they were headed into darkness.

Catherine became confused as the car suddenly began to slow and pull over to the side of the road. She began addressing the driver in an angry manner, confused at why he had stopped, but before she got an answer, her door was opened and she was grabbed by two men. One covered her mouth, keeping her screams to a muffle, as she was dragged from her limo to a van.

Samuel Falx wrote:

Catherine continued her chat without receiving a response from the driver. The airport was another 35 minutes away and they were headed into darkness.

Catherine became confused as the car suddenly began to slow and pull over to the side of the road. She began addressing the driver in an angry manner, confused at why he had stopped, but before she got an answer, her door was opened and she was grabbed by two men. One covered her mouth, keeping her screams to a muffle, as she was dragged from her limo to a van.

Catherine protested, pulled away from her guns which were hidden under the seat in the limo before she could even reach for them. As she was getting closer to the van, she pulled her body out of their grasp suddenly, grabbing one of the men by the arm and tossing them over her shoulder. She pulls up her right leg into a round house kick into the other man's face, sending him sprawled against the van's door. She brings up her arms in a fighting stance. "Too slow guys...your both too slow!" she exclaims with a slight chuckle, slowly backing up to the parked limo.

The limo suddenly sped up, causing the open door to slam into Catherine, knocking her to the asphalt with a sexy gasp.

Stunned, she looked up, he gaze fuzzy, but able to see the limo racing off into the distance. She was lifted up again by the injured men, this time by an additional two for good measure, and tossed without remorse into the back of the van. The men, all dressed in black, hopped back in and slammed the door shut. They drove off after the limo.

Once inside, they evaluated their prize.

"She's a sexy one," one of the uninjured men said, leaning down and groping the woman's assets over her sweater.

Samuel Falx wrote:

The limo suddenly sped up, causing the open door to slam into Catherine, knocking her to the asphalt with a sexy gasp.

Stunned, she looked up, he gaze fuzzy, but able to see the limo racing off into the distance. She was lifted up again by the injured men, this time by an additional two for good measure, and tossed without remorse into the back of the van. The men, all dressed in black, hopped back in and slammed the door shut. They drove off after the limo.

Once inside, they evaluated their prize.

"She's a sexy one," one of the uninjured men said, leaning down and groping the woman's assets over her sweater.

Cat had a small smile spread across her lips as the man groped her right breast. She slams her head back into the man's face, and turned around, bringing up her legs and pressed her thighs against both sides of his neck, sending both of them to the ground. She smirked, twisting and increasing her pressure. "Be careful with what you touch; you might lose something in the process!" she says, twisting the man's neck hard-almost breaking it; but somehow found it right to spare him. The man, now unconscious fell. She presses her back against the wall of the van, looking at the rest of the men in black. "So...who would like to be the next victim?" she asked, her breasts bobbing up and down sexily in their black wool and elastic enclosure.

"Would one of you knock that bitch out already??" The driver shouted to his colleagues in the back.

The three remaining men obliged, running toward Cat. She quickly performed a roundhouse, knocking one to the left wall, but the other two tackled her to the ground. She struggled as best as she could, slamming her high-heeled boot into the stomach of the one of the men on top of her.

The remaining man seemed to be the strongest, and the two of them rolled around on the floor, trying to best the other. "Some help!" he shouted, having difficulties.

The man who had been kicked in the stomach groaned, lifting himself up, reaching into his vest and pulling out a gun. She aimed at Cat and pulled the trigger. A tiny dart instantly lodged itself in her left breast.

She gasped and stopped moving. Her eyes widened as she looked at it. Then they rolled back in her head as everything went dark.

Samuel Falx wrote:

"Would one of you knock that bitch out already??" The driver shouted to his colleagues in the back.

The three remaining men obliged, running toward Cat. She quickly performed a roundhouse, knocking one to the left wall, but the other two tackled her to the ground. She struggled as best as she could, slamming her high-heeled boot into the stomach of the one of the men on top of her.

The remaining man seemed to be the strongest, and the two of them rolled around on the floor, trying to best the other. "Some help!" he shouted, having difficulties.

The man who had been kicked in the stomach groaned, lifting himself up, reaching into his vest and pulling out a gun. She aimed at Cat and pulled the trigger. A tiny dart instantly lodged itself in her left breast.

She gasped and stopped moving. Her eyes widened as she looked at it. Then they rolled back in her head as everything went dark.

Right when she thought she had the upper hand, she had grabbed a large metal wrench in their struggles and was about to bring it down upon his head! Then her body became limp-and her vision blurry. She looks down at the small needle embedded in her upper breast, and she is able to pull it out...but it's too late. She pales, looking down at the man below her, her legs had pinned his pelvis down and she was above him. His face blurred and stretched in her tranqulized state. "You...son-va bitch.." she says, her wide heterochromia eyes becoming wide, and then her eyelids heavy. "Well..played." she says with one final sexy moan of a gasp, falling over the man below her; her large assets smashed against his chest. Unconscious at last, the men had no idea who exactly they had bested.

Catherine awoke to find herself in a brightly lit white room, sitting in a chair, but not tied to it. Most of her clothes had been removed, only her bra and panties on.

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She suddenly comes to, startled, and starts looking around her surroundings.

Catherine looks about, looking into a large mirror facing her. Perhaps she already knew of her near naked form due to the fact she could feel the air rush past her bare legs; a tight white spandex thong with a matching white strapless bra. Her nipples are hardened, not due to excitement but the chilly air; she could see her own breath fog out from her luscious red lips as she stood up on her feet. She shakes her head, looking down helplessly at her bare feet. "Pervs." she kicks up the seat she was in and bashes it against the mirror-causing it to crack. "Ok...where am I? Come out you spineless bastards, there has to be a reason other than to see my body; I'm sure you all had quite the look at that when I was asleep!" she exclaims, picking up a mirror shard, grasping it in her hand tightly-causing her palm to bleed. She could see a speaker in the corner of the room, as well as a camera. She turns to it, her free hand on her hip and her irritated face looking up to the camera. "Well?"

"I wouldn't have cut yourself like that, my dear. They're like sharks in water, they can smell fresh blood from quite a distance..." said an ominous voice from the speaker.

The sound of hydraulics took Cat's attention away from the speaker and to the far wall. She saw part of the white wall raise, a door being opened into a darker area. It was obviously not a great place to go, but staying in here wasn't going to do her any good.

"Go fuck yourself, you freak?" she said, giving the camera the finger and then sarcastically smacking her ass for whoever was watching.

She exited the white room to find herself in what appeared to be a maze. The walls were too high to climb, and too far apart for her to use her jumping skills to leap off one to another. She was going to have to make her way through.

"You're free to go, if you can make it through alive. But I highly doubt you will. So try to have fun!! hahahahahaha" the voice laughed before the speaker clicked off and the door to the white chamber slammed shut behind her.

She sighed. "Great, of all the people who bear a grudge, I'm kidnapped by a guy who's acts too much like Alfred Ashford. I think I'll just meet with the head honcho instead of escaping." she says in a sexy tone, just loud enough to be picked up on the speakers. She continues forth, in her minimal clothes-looking for her way to the head man's lair....

As Cat made her way through the winding halls, she couldn't help but hear various, very unnerving noises. Some of them sounded like the clopping of clawed feet, others like sloppy footsteps. Some sounded like gurgles, others like low growls. There was movement. Lots of it. She just didn't know behind which turn.

"I don't think you'll be meeting anything except your own demise." The voice on the loud speaker said.

"I have a lot of hungry pets. Do you have any preference on what you'd like to be gobbled down by? I can help lead you..."

"How about you show me the way to your lovely control room. I'm sure you'd like to eat this rather large piece of mirror in my hand." she says and after a pause, she stands still, smiling and looking up. "What? Catherine got your tongue?" she asked with a low chuckle.

"I think something's tongue may have you," the voice on the speaker cackled before cutting off again.

Leaping far over the wall before Catherine, a Hunter Gamma landed directly in front of her. It's large body heaved with each breath, dripping with slime. It croaked, it's huge belly expanding when it did so. It hurt Catherine to grip the shard of the mirror, but she held it harder upon seeing the creature.

She then gasped as she heard a thump behind her, another Gamma landing on the other side. And another thump! this one coming from a third hall way. The three beasts started to close in on her.

Samuel Falx wrote:

"I think something's tongue may have you," the voice on the speaker cackled before cutting off again.

Leaping far over the wall before Catherine, a Hunter Gamma landed directly in front of her. It's large body heaved with each breath, dripping with slime. It croaked, it's huge belly expanding when it did so. It hurt Catherine to grip the shard of the mirror, but she held it harder upon seeing the creature.

She then gasped as she heard a thump behind her, another Gamma landing on the other side. And another thump! this one coming from a third hall way. The three beasts started to close in on her.

Catherine lowered her head, jumping back (with her generous assets bouncing with her) against the wall, using it to propel herself off and straight into the face of the first creature; the shard slashing from under it's jaw and wrapping around upwards over his head. She curls into a ball and rolls behind the shrieking creature, twisting her body and bringing up the shard. She smirked. "Perhaps you should have kept my clothes on; I'm faster with less restricting garments." she says licking her lips. Three gammas, generally imposing but such cowardly creatures; failed Umbrella experiments. "So...which of you three are next?"

Seeing one of their own having its neck slashed with glass and bleeding on the ground before them didn't seem to phase the other two gamma's, not intelligent enough to know what they were in for.

They attacked her with fervor, leaping toward her simultaneously and giving her an easy out. She slipped quickly to the right, once again slicing at the underbelly of one of the creatures, however its sticky hand had caught onto her strapless bra and pulled it off on its way to the ground. Her gorgeous breasts bobbed from the release, and it almost caught her off guard long enough for the last gamma to open its mouth wide and grab her, but she refocused and leaped over it as it dove forward. She slammed the shard into its back and let her own weight cause a slice as she slide down its back.

A little out of breath, she backed up chuckling at the three dead beasts before her. "Stupid shits." she said, her breasts jiggling.

That's when and unexpected fourth one grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms to the side.

"What the--" she gasped.

"Ahh, yes, just pawns." I said to her in a raspy voice.

Holy shit, this thing could speak!

"It'll all be over soon, darling," it said as it lifted her off the ground.

Catherine kicked as she was being lifted up, her breasts bouncing and jiggling about. "You son of a bitch! Your-" before she could state it, she felt his tongue against the back of her head and caused her to scream with disgust, the shard of mirror dropping and shattered into small useless bits below her. "No! God damn it, let me go!" she screamed, feeling her short black hair dripping with saliva she felt her heart begin to race in the opposite direction. "NO!" she shrieked, swinging her shoulders under the tight enclosure of his hands. Her breasts swayed left to right, and the tight white thong between the cheeks of her pumping rear could hardly be seen due to her rapidly kicking and weakened lower body. Her body drenched in sweat and blood, her abs glistening in the cool air. "STOP!" she screams again, feeling the rubbery tongue begin to wrap around her neck loosely.

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Catherine screamed horrifically as the hands brought her passed the threshold of its jaws, but her scream became more of a crying choke as the tongue squeezed around her neck. Her breasts jiggled as she trembled, watching the jaws quickly clamp shut on her glistening abs.
Her hands hung out of the corner of the gamma's mouth, fingers contorting in a panic as muffled cries continue from within.

Her legs kicked with all her might, saliva, sweat, and blood dripping onto the floor. He thong rode up her ass and her spreading legs revealed her cleanly shaven pussy. She yelped as the gamma lifted its head up in the air, bringing her vertical. Her legs continued to kick and scissor.

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