Mutant Mafia – The Snitch

Story by: Leena

The only thing that lit the darkened warehouse was a single light, hanging over a chair with a roughed up police officer tied to it. She slowly moaned as she regained consciousness, her brown hair frazzled from what must have been a fight.

“Well well” came a voice from the shadows. “Officer Jenny Barnes. You’ve been a little troublemaker sniffing around our operation. Didn’t your momma ever tell you to mind ya own business?”

The click, click, click of heels came from the shadows as a figure stepped forward. A mutant, with eight long legs, each tipped in heels, arranged around her waist in a circle, each showing off skin. She was dressed in a skirt, a button up, and a tie, and was smoking a cigarette at the end of an expensive looking cigarette holder via a mouth in the palm of her hand. Her legs were almost impossibly long, making her tower over the officer. She gave a sly little smirk.

“Course, it looks like your business is my business now…”

The cop struggled against her bindings, but to no avail. She was tied tight, her hands and legs duct taped to the chair.

“Oh honey, we wouldn’t be very good at our job if it were that easy to escape.” The large mutant laughed a haughty laugh. Several other laughs came from the shadows. She wasn’t alone.

“What are you going to do to me?” The officer barked.

“Do to you? Oh nothing. We will just tidy you up and let you go… that is, if you tell us what we want to know. You see, for some reason cops keep sniffing around our warehouses and we were pretty sure we had them nice and hidden. Makes me think someone’s feeding you information. You know how we feel about snitches dontcha? So here’s all ya gotta do. Tell us who the rat is, and you go free.”

“I’m not telling you shit,” the officer said, spitting on the large mutant’s shoes.

“Oh, now that’s a shame. First of all, you ruined my new Louies,” she said taking a foot out of the spat on shoe and bringing it across the officer’s face with a swift smack. “You have to respect Louies,” she said resheathing her foot into the heel. “Second of all, we really didn’t want to have ta do this the hard way. You sure you want this the hard way?”

She gave a nod to the shadows, another mutant in a nice looking suit with three legs and a long tail came in with a small briefcase. Inside the briefcase was a syringe filled with a pale liquid.

“What’s that?” said the officer. “Sodium pentathol? Truth serum? Hah. You know they train us to resist that right? It’s not as effective as you think. I’ll get a buzz and pass out and you still won’t get shit.”

“Oh honey honey honey, what a sweet naïve little officer you are. We know that drugs don’t make you talk unless you wanna talk, and if you don’t wanna talk, we will just have to get the info some other way. Now last chance, easy way or the hard way.”

“Drop dead,” said the officer with a spiteful growl.

“Looks like it’s going to be the hard way.” The large mutant brought the syringe to the officers neck and depressed it, injecting the liquid into her veins. For a while nothing happened.

“Looks like whatever you pumped me through was a dud. I don’t feel any…. Ooooh… mmmmf…. Wait I… I feel hot I… GAAACK” The officer’s neck suddenly SNAPPED to the side, as a bulge started growing next to it. “W-what are you doing to me!?” the officer cried in panic, as the bulge grew bigger, hair grew atop it, eyes and a mouth opened, bones cracked, muscles stretched, as a second head grow out of her, identical to her first!

“What the hell did you do!” the officer shouted. “Mutagens are illegal!”

“Like we said, we have our own special ways of getting the info we need. Now, welcome to the world sweetie” the mutant said gently caressing the new head’s cheek with one of her palm tongues.

“Mmmmmph who… am I?” said the new head.

“Why you are officer Jenny Barnes, our very own little mutant mole. You are gonna tell us everything you know. You wanna be a good girl, right sweetie?”

The new head nodded, eating up everything the large mutant said. Jenny’s old head shouted in protest “Wait no MMMPH” the large mutant covered her mouth with her hand, shoving her palm tongue down her throat to keep her silent.

“Now Jenny. Why don’t you tell us who has been feeding the force info about our little operation?” She gently caressed the new head’s cheek again,

“It’s… Samantha the snake…” the new head said obediently. “She’s been on our payroll for the past year. She has been filling us in on the illegal mutagen ring.”

“Good girl, good girl,” the mutant said uncovering Jenny’s original mouth. She called to the shadows “Hey, Stacks. Sammy’s found a new job. Make sure she gets that severance package we promised her.” Rustling could be heard from the shadows, followed by a car pulling away outside. “And as for you dear. Well, we don’t need two officer Jennys now do we? Luckily we can fix that.” She reached into the briefcase and took out a second syringe jabbing it into the cops neck once again.

“Wait, wait, you can’t MMMPH!” Jenny’s original head struggled as her mouth melted together. Her neck shrank. Her whole face started to merge into her shoulders. Soon, only one head was left, the new one, loyal to the mob. Meanwhile, Jenny’s old eyes migrated down her body, slowly reopening right above her pussy. She was still awake, aware, but she couldn’t talk, couldn’t do anything but be a passenger in her own body controlled by this new head.

“Now good dear Jenny, you are going to return the favor for us. You’ll keep your little sister a secret and infiltrate the pigs for us. Let us know everything they got going on. Keep us one step ahead of em, and we will reward you handsomely. Who knows, if your sister learns to cooperate, maybe we will let her out again… for a little while.”

The mutant laughed haughtily again before cutting Jenny’s restraints. She stood up, cleaned herself off, and walked outside to her waiting vehicle, ready to go back to the precinct as the mob’s new mole.

The large eight legged mutant just smiled taking another puff off of her cigarette. “I love being in the information business.”