The Spy Who Possessed Me

 


007 made a mental note to inform Q that his latest gadget had performed almost perfectly. Assuming he escaped the villains lair alive this time.

 As intended the body jacker had saved his life, or at least his mind. It allowed him to escape the fiendish deathtrap and survive in the body of Dr Richter's beautiful but sadistic henchwoman. True, he had been aiming for her boss but it seemed churlish to quibble over this detail considering the alternative.

He flicked back his long hair and adjusted the hem of his dress, stiffening his resolve. His original body may have gone but he still had his wits and his trusty beretta. More that enough to complete his mission and thwart the good Doctor's plan. 

All he had to now was figure out how to run in these damndable shoes!

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  1. I really like your stories. I want to talk to you. Do you use e-mails or discods?

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  2. I'm on Discord and on Twitter I've added a link to both at the top of the page under Places to Find Me. Feel free to drop in and say hi

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  3. 007 has been threw many, many things, escaping things which was odd at best. And now he is not the person he was. 007 must adjust to this was best as possible. 007 is adjusting to it as best as possible. But the shoes still a problem to her?

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