Operation Honey Trap vs The Emperor of the Apocalypse

The girls had ridden hard since first light, with just a short break for lunch. It was late afternoon when they approached Macca's Farm.

"This used to be a market garden and vineyard," said Delphi to Feifei. "I think we could take a rest here and gather up some fresh fruit and vegetables. The guards will have lost half a day waiting for that estuary to be crossable."

"Yes," agreed Feifei. "They will have had to wait overnight and crossed this morning. We can afford at least a couple of hours."

"It's incredibly flat around here too, so we'll have good visuals of anything, or anyone, incoming. Girls," Delphi called. "Pit stop. See what you can find growing here. It's an old market garden. There's a lake on the property so we can stop and get clean."

There was a ragged cheer from the tired girls who dispersed across the old fields, hunting for anything edible.

"Over here," called Arrie. "Strawberries!"

The girls converged on the patch with delight and started picking and eating the delicious treat.

"Gather up a bagful each and we'll eat them down by the lake while we get clean," said Delphi.

With bags full to the brim with strawberries, the girls tethered their horses while Delphi threw some rocks into the water to see if she could stir anything up. After Indy's experience with the tubiàn croc it was clear that no inland water bodies were safe. Nothing moved except for a few fish, so they stripped off and dived in.

"Oh my God, so divine," said Indy, swimming on her back where her pneumatic breasts bobbed above the water like fishing buoys. It was actually quite hard for her to swim on her front. Breaststroke was a total misnomer, she thought sadly.

"Indy, you'd better be careful, or a seagull might land on those," said Lili.

"Shut up Leel, you can hardly talk," said Indy, floating happily.

"Hmm. Mine might be rockmelons, but yours are watermelons."

"Well whose fault is that? It's that old devo. I should look like Ruby," she pointed to her lovely sister whose elegant natural breasts were perfectly proportioned to her body and figure. "Look. She looks like a beautiful fairy come down to earth from heaven, and I look like a cow whose udders are about to burst."

"Indy. You don't look anything like a cow," said Delphi mildly. "You're the fittest cow I ever saw if that's the case. Anyway, what does that make me? If you're a cow after you've had implants, mine are all natural and they're not much smaller. And mine flop about like jelly castles. Yours are like rocks. I must be a cow that's already been milked, am I?"

"No Delph, sorry. I'm just upset that He did this to me. You look amazing of course. We'd all kill for your figure. Now that I look at us all post the surgeries, I think he deliberately chose every possible size of boob from small to double extra-large. Come here everyone, let's line up and see if I'm right."

The girls shuffled about in the shallow water finding their spot in the line based on the size of their bust. First Ruby, who wasn't really small, she was at least a C-cup, then Arrie, then Winter, then Feifei, then Lili, next was Loveday, followed by Delphi, with Indy as the last in the line.

They looked across the line and realised for the first time that there was a deliberate plan at play.

"What a sick bastard," scowled Indy.

"That's why we have to take him down," said Delphi. "I can't wait to come face-to-face with him on the battlefield," she said fiercely. "Nothing will give me greater pleasure."

Across the flat fields of the Bass Coast, Commander Meyer had the binoculars and was scanning the horizon for signs of the girls. He was pretty sure they would be in striking distance from them before nightfall.

"Over there in that lake Commander!" called Wolf. "I think I see them!"

Alton swung the binoculars back towards the lake. It was about six hundred metres off the old highway. He hadn't expected them to deviate from the obvious route north.

He gulped at the sight that met his eyes, magnified by the high-quality binoculars. "Ahem, ahem," he cleared his throat. He tried not to give away what was happening, but he also couldn't trust himself to speak a word. Niko looked at him in surprise.

"What's happening Commander? Is it them or not?"

No reply whatsoever from the commander who was swinging the binoculars from left to right and back again as he looked up and down the line of naked women. He wondered if this was some sort of divine trial which, if he passed it, he would ascend to the heavens as an immortal…

He found himself completely fixated by Delphi Chastain, who had a body he couldn't even have conjured up in his imagination. A trickle of sweat dripped down from his temple onto his cheek.

Niko saw the man's facial expression and the uncharacteristic, unchecked beads of sweat. "What is it? Let me see Commander?" he asked urgently.

"No!" shouted the man, overreacting.

Now, as he watched, the women started to feel each other's breasts, squeezing and bouncing them, for what purpose, he had no bloody idea.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he muttered to himself, wiping his forehead, which was now pouring with sweat. Was this some kind of honey trap they'd been taught? he wondered. Did they know he was watching them? His dreams of immortality blew up in a puff of lustful smoke.

Niko watched his ice-cold commander adjust his crotch. He could confidently say that was a gesture he'd never seen from his straight-laced commander in public before. "Commander what is it?" Niko pleaded.

Wolf, who had gone forward a few metres and climbed a tree for a better look, called down, "are they naked Commander? Looks like they've got no clothes on. Didn't you tell us not to look at them directly?"

"Little bastard, Wolf," muttered Alton.

Niko went into overdrive and tried to snatch the binoculars from him.

"Let me see Commander!"

"Let go Niko, what are you doing you nitwit? Stop pulling on them, they're around my neck!"

The men yanked on the binoculars, squabbling over them.

"Don't look at India naked, Commander!" Niko shouted possessively.

The other men all stared at Niko in surprise.

"What do you mean 'India', Niko," asked Baer. "Do you even know her? Why is she any different to the other girls? I thought you were worried about him seeing your sister naked?"

"Don't look at Loveday naked either Commander," said Niko grumpily, remembering himself and letting go of the binoculars.

"What's gotten into you Lieutenant?" the commander asked the man. "Pull yourself together or you can drop and give me ten."

"Yes sir," Niko said, still seething with anger. "But don't look at her…" he growled.

Alton shook his head at the man, raising the binoculars back to his eyes. This time, when he focussed them, he found that Delphi had a pair of binoculars trained right back on him…