Two women were walking around on the roof of an abandoned warehouse. Each one was dressed in a tight latex suit, a hood mask, and a ball gag, all while they were both holding AK-47 rifles. One swatted at her neck, feeling a pinch, while the other one only flinched. Suddenly, they both collapsed as Heather and Kate climbed over the edge, each holding dart gun.





"Great job with these fast acting tranquilizer darts girls." Heather complimented her daughter's who were listening to her over the ear piece. "Thanks mom, I've just received the blueprints for the warehouse. It looks like the only way that you won't be noticed by anyone is through the ventilation shafts." Jenny said through the headset.





"Of course the shafts. You done yet Kate?" She asked her sister who was finishing restraining the guards with a hogtie. "All done. You have to admit, even if they are brainwashed gagsluts, they really pull that ball gag off." She complemented. "Mmmmph." The gagsluts moaned as they were sleeping.





As they crawled around the shafts, listening for directions from Jenny, they saw the extent of TRUST operations. It was a big factory with more of the brainwashed gagsluts patrolling the ground. "It seems that TRUST is mass producing some type of substance. Maybe a chemical weapon." Kate reported.





"I'll need a sample to confirm, see if you can acquire one." Jennifer said over the comms. They continued to shimmy through the vents, they bickered to each other. "It's not too late to remove the bet sis." Kate said. "No way," Heather said, "we agreed to stick to it. And when I win, I'm going to hogtie your…Is that who I think it is!?" Kate looked out and gasped at who she sees 





Dr. Know.



 One of the head scientists of TRUST. She was a well built blonde woman, with a sizable bust and an even bigger mind. Heather and Kate have crossed paths with her before, they always won, but she always got away.





To her left was her muscle.



 Monica: aka Death Metal. She was a cyborg bodyguard for her, with a robot arm that made her very dangerous at hand-to-hand combat. She was tall and muscular, with a big bust and thighs. She was wearing a respirator mask due to a medical condition she acquired from working with another scientist. Her boss were talking to another scientist, seemingly comparing notes.





The spies agree to move in closer to hear their conversation. As they got closer, they smelled something like sweet perfume, someone must have worn some to work.





"How much longer until we are ready? My superiors cannot allow any more delays." Dr. Know said to another scientist. "It is almost ready doctor. All we need now is to find a test subject to see if our compound works." The scientist said as the spy duo inches closer.





"No need, I laced some in the air vents with the compound. And according to my thermo-scanner, they should be right on top of us…. Now. She said looking up directly at the girls, both gasped in surprise.





"Now girls don't be shy. Come on down from there." She said in a calming voice. While they knew they shouldn't, they both dropped down from the vent, surrounded by more guards with guns. "How are you doing this?" Heather strained to say, as if she wasn't in control of her body.





"Don't worry Agent 75, I'll explain everything. But for now, sleep." Dr. Know said. And they did.







Soon, Heather woke up, only to find that she was tied to a chair. She looked around to see that her sister was also tied to a chair and that unlike her, she was ball gagged. "MMMMPH!" Kate moaned through her gag. "Good, you're both awake." Dr. Know said as she entered the room with Death metal. "I kept you ungagged because you are easier to talk too than your annoying friend." Kate grunted in anger.





"Cut the crap doc, what was that stuff?" Heather demanded. 





"That, Agent 75, was just a sample of my new persuasion compound. Once breathed in, it hijacks the mind and motor cells to make anyone susceptible to any suggestion. While it only lasts an hour, it is enough time to use it on Thanksgiving at the New York embassy, where leaders of every nation are invited for a Thanksgiving dinner. Just imagine, the world leaders literally handing over their countries to TRUST!"





"You're crazy if you think we're going to just sit here and let you gas the UN." Heather said to the mad doctor. "I will get away with my genius plan, because you two will soon be out of the picture. I'm taking both of you to a TRUST re-education facility, where you will both become obedient gagsluts for our organization. Maybe you will even work for me one day as my little slave!" She said with a cruel grin. 





"Keep dreaming, you crazy bitch!!" Heather yelled as she broke her bonds. "What, how could you? Your weapons were removed, there was no way you could escape!" The doctor stammered.





"You never removed my gloves, which double as my new "bone breaker" gauntlets. They can break anything!" She said as she freed Kate. "It's over Dr. Know. You're going to pay for insulting me. I'm an excellent conversationalist." Kate said





"It's never over!! Death metal, deal with them!" Dr. Know ordered. Death metal and Heather sized up. Monica activating her arm blade feature and Heather raising her gauntlet settings to the highest level. As the doctor was leaving to avoid the fight, the glass crashed above them. 





TPA backup has arrived! While some engaged the gagslut security, some surrounded Dr. Know and Death Metal. "It's over doc. You're not getting away this time." Heather said.





"I beg to differ. I never told you my compound, while effective, is highly combustible." She said as she pressed a button in her pocket. Immediately, the gas chambers burst into flames and exploded, knocking everyone to their feet. As Heather looked up, she saw Dr. Know and Death Metal open a secret doorway. "Next time." The doctor said, coldly.





When the fires were put out. The girls contacted HQ. "So she was trying to get the world leaders to hand over their countries?" Mr. Andrews asked. "Yes sir. She and her associate, Death Metal, both escaped during the fire. The stairs led to old sewer tunnels, they could be anywhere right now." 





"Regardless, you both did a good job today. Her plans were foiled, over a million dollars of TRUST money and equipment is up in smoke, and many members of their private army have been captured, awaiting to be de-brainwashed. You both seem to be back to your old self." He said with a smile as he ended the transmission. "So, we're not going to tell him we got caught? Kate asked Heather.





"Nope, and since I escaped first, you have to do the bet. Kate sighed, "Fine I'll do your bet. You can tie me up anyway on Thanksgiving. Had anything in mind?" Heather simply smiled, making Kate nervous of what her sister has instore for her on Thanksgiving.