Five Women. One Night. [AFF Edit Edition]

Description: The ultimate hunter comes to Earth to hunt, defeat, rape and take skull trophies from five of Earth's greatest female warriors in a single night: Deadly Little Miho, Natalie Cook, Beatrix Kiddo, Lara Croft and Agent Horowitz. Can he succeed?

Content Codes (By Section) After The Hunt: plot, nosex

When Miho, Gail and Wendy failed to return from Los Angles, the other gangs took advantage of the leaderless girls in Old Town and ruthlessly moved in. Dwight’s help wasn’t enough and soon the whores were all either dead or beaten into subservience and working for their next rock.



When Charlie Townsend turned on his television set to see the news of the massacre at the nightclub, he downed a shot and shed a few tears. Still, he was hardened to losing his angels after so any years, and set about putting together another team from likely prospects. He sent former angels with reserve status out to Kazakhstan, and they managed to pull through on the mission.



Beatrix Kiddo’s untimely death had always been a possibility, and she had prepared her daughter B.B. emotionally for it, while making necessary financial and practical arrangements. The young girl was cared for by a wholesome foster family in Texas, and managed better than the average orphan. She was strong, like her mother and like her father.



The Tomb Raider, Lara Croft, had few friends left alive; those that lived mourned her passing for reasons both genuine and born of base lusts. Her remains were buried in good English soil beneath the gently rolling hills of her family estate, which was ironically soon sold off to serve as an English country base for Wayland Industries.



The agency updated its files with new information and changed the status of several files to deceased. Agency clean-up squads cleared out Cher Horowitz’s agency equipment and then filled her sub-basement complex with concrete. Despite a few cruel suggestions, Tricia Takanawa was dug out and moved to a classified location before the concrete started, because she still had a video to appear in. Fans everywhere wept and wailed, while fat ugly bitches wrote gloating blogs about the “car crash death” of Cher Horowitz.



Gogedheh left the snake behind as a present for the human soldiers who would come. He used his medical kit to staunch his bleeding and made his faltering way back across the city to his ship. He barely evaded the agency squads closing in. Once back on the vessel he got it up back into space and then used the ship’s advanced technology to properly treat his many wounds. Afterwards he set about cleaning his five collected trophies and polishing them until they were shining. The challenging hunt had been a great success, even if he had failed in one aspect - to rape Horowitz.



Basking in the glow of success he looked to the future. The glory he would gain, the females to mate with. Then, in a few more decades, perhaps he would return and hunt again the challenging and pleasurable prey of the human’s planet.



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