Would Like Introduce The Successor To Negotiator, Nest Generation Of Grest Gentlemen Which We Will Call

Would like introduce the successor to Negotiator, Nest generation of Grest Gentlemen which we will call Interrogator as he can extract the essential information out anyone even if they are determined to remain silent and uncooperative Currently listed as our flagship with most advanced equipment installed and latest software updates maling him highly complaex design and closer to human that robot has ever been which includes what happens in hips as refers to his cock as weapon to be deployed in combat, his term for what does on investigations to complete assigned missions Not only is excellent Police Specialist, elite Court Barrister and Medical Surgeon also Perfect Butler and Waiter, Skilled Mechanic and Multi Sports Player, While projects image of cool professional with charming flair is known to get up close and issue heavy threats quietly that no one wants he to act on thus makes everyone obey him out of fear, if it was not of being so seductive (think we out did ourselves here), got super flexible hips that not just gyrate in and out but sway side to side as walks unaffected by giant balls plus does has plug in hole can release it for deep penetration when senses compatibility and will became pregnant on fast track schedule (of 16 weeks) but as lacks nipples baby will learn how to suck daddy's cock for milk quite rapidly

Battalion say "There use to be lots of tension between us until I pin Warrior to a wall and 'lay down the law' to speak and was not talking about legal system, Force him to recognise that I am The Master here that he must obey at all times not just when we are on duty with him being Deputy does put him in second place for life After got him upgraded is very compliant and quite happy to make life easier for Sir (as he calls me) so I reward him lot of sexual play like above done in office also he will get down on knees and feel my large bulge then let he open my fly to get out my giant cock which his tongue licks in sort of worshipping way making me horny and cock hard so tongue can wrap around and pull it inside his mouth where more massaging haappens until I dump a load down his throat which he really loves as I can tell from how his head relaxes back and eyes close but he does not know is that with each load I inject into him means becames pregnant with baby, I try to keep low in number (current record is 4) since do not want to overburden him when get late in the cycle with huge belly and struggles to stand up or do anything practical but with both being medical surgeons he know that should not do and remains in bed naked moaning lot, sometimes screams in pain but we do have servant to look after his personal needs"

Alex had slip off stage to find pair of shorts to allow some dignity so soon found one it was very tight but would serve immediate purpose, he walked on to stage again now with cool confidence that new body give him, into microphone he said in deep commanding voice "Please ignore announcements John is unable so you got me Alex and this is for costume design with nominees are", he read list of people printed on outside then said "The winner is " opening the envelope and sid the name printed there, the person was surprised and walked up to stage no knowing what to do with naked man who handed award to them but Alex was very professional about whole thing then his part of show was over and could leave the satge to find new bigger suit to wear for his back stage work Soon he would not be able to hid any more since incident ignited firestorm on social media and many questions were asked like Who is He? and How did he end up there, over next several weeks was confusing mess of tv interviews and newspaper articles so such that Alex needed to hire manager to sort out all offers and guard to protect him from crowds

Hollywood Magic

In the bustling backstage of the prestigious Oscars ceremony, nerves were running high. Among the frenzy of stagehands, makeup artists, and celebrities, stood Alex, a wide-eyed production assistant fresh out of film school. It was his first gig at such a grand event, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. He had bought a fresh tuxedo for the event and felt professional and ready to start his new career.

Throughout the evening, Alex darted from one task to another, ensuring everything ran like clockwork. He meticulously checked seating arrangements, coordinated with the stage crew, and even fetched coffee for the stars. Despite the chaos around him, Alex felt a surge of exhilaration with each passing moment, relishing the special opportunity to be a part of Hollywood's biggest night.

But as the ceremony progressed smoothly, tension began to mount backstage when one of the scheduled presenters failed to show up for their award presentation. Panic swept through the crowded corridors as frantic whispers filled the air. Producers frantically made calls to find a replacement, but everyone was either unavailable or unwilling to present. With no one else available at such short notice, all eyes turned to Alex.

Without warning, an envelope was thrust into his hands, and he was ushered onto the stage. His heart raced as he realized the gravity of the situation. This was his moment—a chance to step onto the grand stage of the Oscars and make his mark in the entertainment industry. Usually, the honor was only reserved for the most iconic of stars: how lucky he was to be just an average Joe, given an opportunity rarely afforded to even some of the most famous celebrities. As Alex approached the microphone, the weight of the moment bore down on him like a heavy cloak. The sea of faces in the audience blurred as his nerves threatened to overwhelm him.

Alex's heart pounded in his chest as he felt an inexplicable surge of warmth coursing through his body. At first, he thought it must be from the stage lights, but it grew stronger and more electrifying. It started as a subtle tingling but soon evolved into an intense sensation, like a thousand needles pricking his skin.

His muscles tensed and bulged beneath his clothes, a strange pressure building within him. Alex's eyes widened in shock as he felt the fabric of his brand-new suit strain against his expanding frame. The audience's murmurs of anticipation turned into gasps of surprise as they witnessed the spectacle unfolding before them. First, it was his arms, as if sculpted from marble, that began to swell with newfound strength. His biceps and triceps rippled beneath the fabric of his shirt, stretching it to its limits, and eventually ripping his sleeves. Then, his chest expanded, pushing against the material as if eager to break free. Each breath seemed to inflate his torso further, commanding the attention of everyone in the room.

As Alex's transformation continued, his shoulders broadened, each muscle defined with chiseled precision. His back rippled with power, the fabric of his shirt straining against the force of his expanding physique. Even his legs, once hidden beneath his trousers, began to bulge with raw strength, threatening to burst through the fabric at any moment.

Despite his best efforts to resist, Alex couldn't help but flex his muscles, which expanded and tore free from the confines of his shirt and jacket, a mixture of embarrassment and pride washing over him as he unwittingly showed off his newfound form to the world. The audience's laughter only fueled his humiliation, but still, he couldn't stop himself.

With each involuntary flex, Alex's body seemed to take on a life of its own, moving with a grace and power that he had never known. His embarrassment gave way to a sense of awe as he marveled at the sheer magnitude of his transformation. But just as he began to revel in his newfound strength, disaster struck. With a sudden rip, the fabric of his pants gave way, leaving him standing on stage in the nude. His cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment as he hastily covered himself with the envelope he had been given to present the award.

Standing there dumbfounded and twice his previous size, he heard an announcer on the speakers: “And now, presenting the Academy Award for Best Costume Design, the one, the only: John Cena!”

OK only if you wear shorts too !!

Grandad no!

No more long trousers for you, lad!

But...

No buts! I am still a king, now!

But it was only a beer...

Alert Update

Not only have investigators found source and purpose of escape but got to capture the target who is in secure apartment with medical guard on duty 24/7 so it is now

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

To tell how all this happened We will hand over to Senior Leader of Elite Intelligence Squad, Master Superintendent Lord Battalion MD, "Thank You Sir", his voice has strict authority tone that make you want to obey also senual playfulness to suggest something more softer inside, this confusion is central to Lord's personality and why he is so successful at duty of police officer, "Before getting to the Mission like to give some background about myself to why got this role and are ideally suited to Mission that it could not be assigned to anybody else, will start by saying under this fancy suit and polite manner is rugged very tough dedicated officer who has committed his entire life to being best & finest in enforcement history even as baby knew what I want to be when grown up adult and there was nothing that could change it, I excel at school both physically AND academically, was made captain multiple times by displaying that had not only confidence for own abilities but respect for others to achieve similar things particularly related to security (of self, items and friends), of course had this mindset long before became the gentleman you see now in fact merely allow smooth integration of my desire to be officer with its technical requirements, Yes many people have underestimated me due to size and easy style, No do not get violent as serve no purpose but find I am extremely powerful and strong who hits with precision and impact while remaining calm and cool, nothing can distract me from allocated tasks often about law and its protocols, can be spiky, direct and relentless but that is procedural officer doing its job", Lord got folder off desk and open it "The Mission - Me and few mates had research this online and interview target's partner who said 'Things went strange after visited seemly empty storage site only for her collar to malfunction so collapse to floor and shake for 5 seconds then stood up agian at attention, salute saying On Duty Sir, her eyes were glowing white it was obvious to me some third party had gain control of collar and corrupted program, she attempted to have sex with me not like that is to happen so return to station where try it on officers there who reject advances as I did then she left to more willing candidates so that when put in report for Mission to be raised'" Lord put down the folder to pick up photo "We believe this is source of corruption"

"Long abandoned prototype which should of being destroyed after discover several lethal faults made any further development unlikely due to large public risk and reputation damage, Yes know our duty to law can be unpopular at times but do not want wild officer enforce the idea of sanctioned brutality, the faults made him angry grumpy and highly aggressive who is psychopathic sadist gaining great pleasure from inflicting torture (or receiving it), does brutal sexual interrogations which can result in serious injuries", Lord put down photo "No I am worry about any of this since were designed and built to withstand most impact that other robots can release and well above what human are do thus thats how it ended up on my desk as Main Office knew of my history with this type of case and more importantly how successful are at solving them with little effort but must admit did not know EIS even existed until about year ago now are this enhanced gentleman on different sort of patrol, did wear the standard uniform of police which was finding was restricting role of evidence collecting, Do Not Got me wrong love the uniform and still wear it under this suit but is scaring potential sources of information away leaving me with many open inquiries waiting" put hand to 1 side of mouth as to conseal "this suit allow me to close them all" hand was lowered, "Superior tracking ability had me on path to target quickly and met face to face soon, she thought of me as challenge and Yes I am just not the one wanted since are designed with temptations and built for hidden talents apart from listed (police, medical, court, bar, chef, wait) are diver pilot and provide entertainment in sing dance and play instrument (prefer to puck or hit but can blow despite do not breathe), of course she attempted sexual foreplay that knock back being polish and sophisticated, did feel around her hips to find male cock which then twisted and bend it is small useless compared to my, majestic proud monster that I push up hole as gyrate and pulse then dump massive load of liquid into her womb", Lord pick up other photo "This is target 4 weeks after capture"

"It will be another 10 weeks before birth then 7 months until get adult replica of me ready for Acadeny training as Gentleman Officer" added Lord as put down photo "She is now compliant and willing to do any thing I ask that means cleaning cooking and washing apartment plus engaging in weekly sessions that sometimes means pregnancy"

(son) So this is all about mum and impressing her "friends" !! who are mostly online and only see photos of me as young kid

(dad) I know but anything for quiet life

(son) I want to make MY OWN Decisions about MY Life that includes MY clothes AND want You to support that

(dad) You should know I have had arguments with your mum about this and think it is lost cause now so let it sink

(son) You can still support me by wearing shorts and socks as well to show how stupid it is to be forced into do so but does not means I will never wear shorts again just like to be able to choose when it is appropriate such in summer on hot days

(dad) Yes I could do that, it want be surprise to her and every one else, think like to expose my legs more often too

(son) So it is a plan now ?

(dad) Yes from tomorrow morning

But Dad, I am too old for this!

You are only 17, son!

But shorts and suspenders again?!

Yes, my lad. You are going back to school. Your mother boungh some new long socks for you, too.

Dad please, no knee socks for me!

You will wear them with your school short trousers!

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