Shocked spy receives a massive dick surprise.

Agent Alpha sat at a hotel bar. He'd only been out of stasis for a few hours. He was still adjusting to his new body, and now he's a very big dick.

It was not the best choice.

He felt a cool burn in his throat that made him wince. Evidently, his body was not used to whiskey. He set the glass on the marble-topped bar, and exhaled.

He adjusted the large dick in a way he was not used to. It sat in his pants, limply, even as he sat down.

Perhaps he could give it a test drive tonight.

Within seconds of his release from prison, he was given an assignment. He was given a mission to complete for his old agency.

His record would then be erased. He would be free.

But the best part was that his body had died during the process. They were able to transfer his consciousness to the current form.

It was strange to see his reflection. This new face was certainly attractive. He wasn't there. He would trade the python for his underwear.

It was almost time for him to get to work.

Agent Alpha was shaken out of his stupor when someone sat down next to him on the bar stool. He glanced sideways.

It was her.

Angie Mayweather.

He had seen photos of her in briefings, but they didn't do her justice.

She was young. He expected a killer-for hire with a similar reputation to hers to be older. He was assured that her kill count has risen since she left college. This is not to be underestimated.

High ponytails were given to her wavy, brunette hair. It fell over her right shoulder, resting between her big hair.

She noticed her eyes moving sideways, and he was ogling her. It was too late. Stupid mistake.

She said unexpectedly, "Buy me a drink?"

Before he replied, he paused. "Sure. "Sure. Neat."

Angie smiled and repeated her order to the bartender. She ordered a vodka martini herself.

She asked, "Like what do you see?"

Alpha blushed. He was surprised by the response. He was shocked. It had to be his new body.

The response was clumsy: "Sorry."

"Don't be. "I can't deny that I admire you."

His crotch was the first thing she noticed. As she bit her bottom lip, her eyes clearly followed the outline of his big dick .

Agent Alpha took her to where he wanted.

He said, "Oh, that?" under his breath.

To give her a better view, he widened his legs a bit. He was surprised at how useful this cock was.

"Yes, that."

Angie turned the barstool so that she was facing him. She adjusted her position and crossed her legs in the opposite direction.

The motion was deliberately slow, and her light dress tumbled to the side. No panties.

Angie took a big gulp of her martini and a suggestive eyebrow shot towards Angie’s dark hairline. It was gone in a matter of seconds.

She got up and sank to her feet. Her spindly heels made a satisfying noise as they struck the ground. Angie leaned in to whisper into Alpha's ears.

"I'll be going." You are welcome to follow," he said, and shook his head nonchalantly. "That big dick is also welcome."

She turned around and began to go. This was Alpha's best chance. He took one swallow of his bourbon and followed her from afar.

Alpha knew that she wanted more than his big dick.

They were soon in her upstairs bedroom. She shoved him against the wall as soon as she closed the door behind them.

He was captivated by her passionate kisses and she caressed his hardening cock at the bottom of his pants.

Alpha, matching her energy, picked up the petite woman from the floor and placed her on the bed.

She laughed and pulled the fabric from her dress up, showing her shaved pussy. He accepted the subtle hint and slid onto his bed.

He gently licked around her clit, sometimes brushing his wet tongue across it. Angie made a sound of desperate arousedness.

She moaned, "I want that big cock in me."

Alpha stood up and took off his pants. He exposed his big dick.

He returned to his bed and forced his cock into the cunt.

Angie let out a happy groan that was almost painful. He fist her hard, briefly forgetting why.

He pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his jacket pocket in one smooth motion. He slipped a cuff on each of her delicate wrists, just above her head.

Instantly, he was disgusted by the sudden look on her face.

He reached out to her and secured her ankles with one large hand. He grabbed a second pair and secured them together.

Angie struggled for a while before realising the futility of her actions.

"You think that I don't even know who you are?" She screamed in fury. "You think I've defeated you?" !"

Agent Alpha responded coolly, "Looks like it," "Thank you for making it so simple."

He ignored her screams of fury, and took the time bomb taped under his bedside table. He set the timer for sixty seconds and placed the explosive on the couch in the corner.

"Nothing personal. Alpha suggested that you take a job.

He headed towards the open window. A rope ladder appeared as planned. The helicopter was now ready to extract the cargo.

He reached for the ladder and slipped out. As the chopper distanced him from Angie, the wind whipped through his hair.

He heard the distant sound of an explosion a while later. It was done.

He noticed that his smartwatch was pinched and lifted it up to see the notification.

"Think it's enough to get rid of me?" It said, "Try again."

Agent Alpha smiled in spite of himself. The mission was just beginning.