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 No.18363

"ATTENTION. ATTENTION. ALL NANOTEK PERSONNEL SHOULD BE ON HIGH ALERT. THERE IS A DOG LOOSE CONTAINING HAZARDOUS MATERIAL. FOR YOUR SAFETY, DO NOT ATTEMPT TO APPROACH ANY CANINES ON CAMPUS UNTIL THE HAZARDOUS ANIMAL HAS BEEN CONTAINED. REPEAT, DO NOT ATTEMPT TO APPROACH ANY CANINES UNTIL THE HAZARDOUS ANIMAL HAS BEEN CONTAINED. IF YOU SEE ANY CANINES ON CAMPUS, PLEASE FIND SAFETY AND REPORT THEIR LOCATION TO SECURITY IMMEDIATELY."

The announcement blared on repeat thru the halls of the entire NanoTek complex. At this point most hallways were void of any people.

The mutt was still on the loose, and there no telling what kind of fate befall any poor soul that came upon the pup run amok.

By now, everyone on the campus heard the repeated message ad nauseam.

Everyone… but Serena Weskler.

Serena was very late in arriving that morning.

She had quite a night with her new-ish boyfriend - going on their tenth date. And they couldn't help themselves to a little "morning work-out" when they woke up together. But after finally getting a look at the clock during their 3rd time, she noticed it was already 30 minutes past when she was supposed to already be in, and they had to finish up quick…

She took an even quicker shower and hurried to get dressed out of her overnight bag, putting on her flowery green blouse with a generous opening for her generous cleavage, and a black pencil skirt that accentuated her very tight behind. She donned her pumps and was on her way.

The 22 year old short brunette with brown eyes, cool honey skin, straight, shoulder-length, tied-back black hair, and enviably full lips, arrived at the campus - moments after security decided they tortured everyone enough with the announcement and stopped playing it…

She walked up towards gate to the campus. Curiously, the regular security guards were not at the gate. Weird.

The young personal assistant shrugged, flashed her ID badge at the scanner and entered the campus without a problem.

She had no idea that ALL security had been pulled to hunt for the dangerous canine.

She noticed it was curiously vacant of people around the campus grounds. Normally there would be at least a few handfuls of people milled about. Was there a holiday she forgot about?

She approached the building that contained her office and stepped inside. Her heel clicks echoed throughout the empty hall.

Where was everyone?

She had no idea the building was quickly evacuated after someone spotted the hazardous hound.

Security was still mobilizing their way over there across the very large campus from one of the several false alarms.

She happened to arrive just after the moment that the last few out the building had just fled, and security had not yet arrived.

As she approached the elevator bank, she heard the familiar scattering of nails on tile floor.

The scatterings of a dog's nails.

And from around the corner, down the hall, came an adorable black pup.

And Serena LOVED dogs.

Her boyfriend had a delightful black and white husky - a big part of the reason why she liked being over his place so much. Plus she grew up with a couple of lovable German Shepherds. And she even used to volunteer at a dog shelter as a teenager.

"Oh my god, you're ADORABLE! Come here cutie!!" she shouted down the hall, beckoning him by bending forward at the waist and clapping on her thighs - tightening her pencil skirt even more against her perfectly shaped ass. No one else was there to see the generous amount of cleavage as she leaned over, or to see that Serena was not wearing anything else under her skirt…

The cute dog couldn't help but follow Serena's command and took off towards her. It came lumbering down the hallway, with wide brown eyes, black fur, ears pinned back, and tongue out. Panting. Clearly exhausted from a long run.

"Aww c'mere baby!" said Serena as the dog neared. A small part of her wondered why a dog was on campus when all pets were banned from the premises. But most of her focused on the imminent cuddles.

She crouched down and put out her arms out to take him in - tightening her skirt visibly against her tight form even more.

The dog entered her embrace.

"Aww sweetie, you look so tired!" she commented as the dog nuzzles up against her face and chest.

"Are you thirsty baby?" she asked sweetly and compassionately.

And then the dog licked her nose and cheek.

"Aww your tongue is so dry!" she said with some concerned affection. "Let's get you some water!"

But before she could stand back up, her nose and cheek started tinging. And the tingling spread across the rest of her pretty face.

Before she knew it, the tingling spread thru her eyes and up into her brain.

And then the tingling stopped - and the mind of Serena Weskler was no more.

What Serena had no time to realize was that the tingling she felt was actually the process of nanobots converting her face and head to dihydrogen monoxide.

Normally known as water.

The nanobots quickly spread across the rest of Serena's crouched down, now-lifeless body, which only just started to tip over.

All her tied-back straight black hair, down to last strand, liquefied.

They sped down her neck, down towards her considerable, well-exposed cleavage, and across her collarbone to her shoulders.
The nanobots split into groups and continued down each arm as they disconnected off her body.

Since she was still hugging and petting the dog at the start of her incident, both her hands were around the adorable but dangerous mutt. The led to her arms dangling off the dog's neck and back for a moment before they slipped off and were finished off by the ruthless nanobots, turning into water and splashing towards the ground.

Serena was now spilling into her green blouse, soaking the fabric.

Tits turned into two spheres of water for an instant before running down her remaining body and getting more of the blouse doused.

Nanobots continued down her short torso quickly, belly now soaking into her blouse and skirt or running down her crouched legs.

The top of her empty blouse started leaning over to the side.

Thin waist liquefied.

The nanobots marched over her tight, sculpted ass, totally uncaring of the destruction they are wreaking on such a treasure, and such a disservice to the world by erasing it and converting it to water. Perfect form collapsing, former ass atoms falling away down her legs to the floor, or getting soaked into her extremely damp pencil skirt.

Hips and pussy followed sad suit.

Programmed to focus only on one organic set of DNA at a time, the nanobots ignored some white fluid that was currently present in her crotch. It mostly soaked into her skirt with nothing between to stop it.

Only her crouched, nimble legs remained, which were still tipping over towards the floor. They didn't have a chance to move much further before the nanobots chomped thru her delicious thighs, thru her knees, and down towards her petite feet.

All turned to water that mostly fell to the floor. Her feet pooled up in her heels which stayed upright and full.

Drenched blouse smacked against the floor sideways.

Inundated skirt also smacked against the floor sideways, leaving her water-filled heels open to the air above.

The dog sniffed at her heels… and started lapping up the water that was once Serena's foot.

Just then security entered the building. They ran over to the elevator bank and came across the grisly sight.

A completely soaked outfit, a pair of flooded heels, and a dog lapping it up.

It was quite evident to security what happened.

Without any time to focus on the poor victim, the security officers tried hitting the dog with shots of their tranq rifles.

None of them hit, and the dog started running away down the empty hall.

The many security officers followed, running right over the puddle of pour liquid Serena and her ruined, water-logged outfit - creating gross squishes with every boot stomp. And in the puddle that was once Serena, a tiny spot of thick white fluid from her morning endeavors remained untouched by the nanobots (and by the dog's lapping tongue) - the same morning endeavors that made her late to work, and miss a very important announcement…

 No.18365

This is way more what I imagined as a kid when I heard about characters in spy movies being "liquidated"! To he honest, I still think along these lines when I hear on the news about Parliament being dissolved! lol

 No.18369

>>18365

Haha! Yes one can say poor Serena was liquidated for being late to work. Quite a harsh punishment if you ask me!

 No.18370

>>18369
I guess it's the kind of mistake you only make once! ;-P



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