I was deep undercover, so deep that it felt like I was part of the mob, rather than the feds. I even fell in love with Sasha, whilst undercover. It was getting hard to distinguish the fine line between the two lives I was living. Reporting in with my superiors got harder and harder to do. It was spreading throughout the mob that there was a rat and everybody was becoming suspicious of me; even Sasha. She often walked in whilst I'm on the phone with the sarge, and it was harder and harder to keep my cover.

The feds raided the hideout one night. They cuffed me pretty early on and took me in to debrief; I was finally getting out. But I wanted Sasha. I beg them to send me back in and try to convince her to leave, but they said she died in a shootout, along with a couple of Don Giovanni's men. I was devastated. I was out, but I spiraled into misery and depression.

A month later, I received a message and got the shock of my life. The message came from Sasha's number, telling me to meet on 6th Ave, the second secret hideout. I didn't think twice and I left to meet her. I was a block a way and I saw her walking into the building, she was wearing the red top she wore the night of the raid. She was also wearing a hat, which I thought was weird, but I knew that was my Sasha.

I awakened, god knows how long I was out, to the sound of gruff voices around me. I looked around and could make out 3 figures, 1 of them wearing a red blouse and a hat, it was Sasha! "Sasha!" I yelled out weakly. The 3 figures turned around. To the left was Bruno, Giovanni's right hand mountain of a man. To the right was, Pablo, the crazy horndog, known for abusing women. In the middle was Sasha, or who I though was Sasha.

"Welcome back to the living world, Brett! Or should I say agent Donovan?" Don Giovanni said. I was dumbstruck, what the hell was I seeing? On top of Sasha's sexy body was the Don's head, complete with his signature hat.

"You're probably wondering why under this mug is the love of your life's body? You see, when we figured out you were the rat, we were about to come grab you, but the Feds busted in and started firing up the place. I was shot in the fucking chest because of you. Your dear Sasha here, was not so lucky," the Don began.

"Yes, she was Bruno. Bruno and Pablo here manage to get me and your dead girlfriend out through the secret passage. One thing lead to another, and let's just say the people at Nexus Corp has amazing technology. I needed a body to live and wouldn't you know it, there was a body that was immediately available. Look no bullet hole," the Don laughed as he ripped his top of, putting Sasha's tits, now his tits on display. "It took a while to get used to it to be honest, but god damn it feels so good," he mentioned rubbing his boobs and tweaking his nipples. "I bet you miss this pussy huh?" he hiked up his skirt and pulled his thong to the side. Sasha's wet pussy was in full view. I was overcome with disgust and closed my eyes.

Suddenly, Pablo walked over to me and slapped me hard, forcing my eyes to open. "Look at the boss when he's talking to you, you little bitch!" he said.

"Oh you have no idea what I have done this past couple of months sweetheart!" the Don whispered into my ears. If I was bound, I would have smashed in his face. "Since you caused me all this trouble, I only thought it would be fair if I punished you for what you did. An eye for an eye; or is it a manhood for a manhood?" He cackled.

"Oh shit, the pussy hasn't noticed," Pablo remarked, all three of them laughed. I had no idea what they were talking about and was so confused. My eyes never left the Don strutting around half naked in Sasha's body. He walked up to Bruno, and put his delicate hand on his forearm. "Bruno, could you get the full length mirror and place it in front of our guest?"