It was well after midnight. Grace had cried for hours after the boat pulled away from the beach. (Click to read the last story) tomorrow she would have to start on the next phase, revenge against Director David Chaste. Tonight, she would sleep one more night in this now empty farmhouse. Even that collaborator "Gobbler" had found her escape, on a boat to the Matriarchy with Grace's daughters.
"My daughters" she mused to herself as she placed a hand on her belly. When she was a man in Imperial combat training, she never thought that she would ever think or feel the way she felt right now. She remembered the first time she felt a baby kick inside her womb. Back then she had only been a woman for a few months and the alien sensation was revolting. She had vomited in disgust and cursed the stocks that held her in place for milking in the hucow farm that the Empire had stashed her away in.
The mighty Empire, she had fought, bled and killed for, and they had racked her to a milking machine almost as soon as they were done examining the butchery Dr. Lilith's mad scientists had done to her. For a long time, strapped to the milking machine, she had still maintained her loyalty to the Natural Order. She told herself it was her own fault for falling into the enemy trap. That she should have died rather than be captured. She told herself that she deserved to be a cunt hucow.
She gave birth while standing at the milking rack. They took the baby and told her nothing. Six weeks later, they had Bulls pumping her cunt full of semen again. It was in the pain of her second labor that she accepted that this was worse than anything she deserved. Two years of womanhood to teach her to stop hating herself. They took that baby away too. The Bulls had started visiting her again by the time Director Chaste had summoned her.
Grace's slave name was "Milkytits" at the time. Chaste never let her forget it as he had her brain implanted with control chips and sent her out as his weapon. Out to encounter Dr. Lilith once more. The Bitch who had stolen her manhood! But, Dr. Lilith liberated her. Because of Lilith, Grace had been freed of Chaste's control, liberated the Hucow farm where she had suffered for two years and seen her own daughters for the first time! For this, Grace would put revenge against Dr. Lilith last on her list.
Grace awoke to the distant sound of shelling! It sounded like the FRA/FLF combined forces had broken through to Ocean Bay, just a few miles up the coast. That meant this part of the coast would soon be flooded with the Imperial military in retreat. Not good for a woman trying to maintain freedom of movement. The last thing she needed was to be seized as a camp-comfort cunt.
She packed up her bags and loaded them into the pickup truck, leaving Carter's Sedan behind. Before she left she turned on the burner phone and saw a message from Dr. Lilith. "SYS Update 2.6.2.7890"
She opened her laptop and logged into the encrypted message board using the key 9876151 as the message had indicated (Reverse digit one integer shift down) The message read "Army of 55 puppets, at your command" Attached were some technical files and the floorplan of FEMD Labs with a highlighted icon over a small room marked "Mesh Ops"
Grace understood the idea and smiled. Her suicide mission seemed a little survivable now.
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