Overwatch Beast Lovers
Akande Ogundimu, mercenary, CEO, leader of the criminal organisation Talon and wielder of the Doomfist gauntlet, was tired. Tired of failure, all his latest missions had failed due to the intervention of Overwatch, their plucky members beating his handpicked soldiers every time. Tired physically, recently coming out of a brawl with the Overwatch team, he still bore scars and burns from many previous battles with them, a constant reminder of his failure to beat them.
Most of all, he was tired of the fame that followed his adversaries, the entire world seemed to adore them, with no regard for the fact that their actions were criminal, same as his, they operated as vigilantes, with no legal jurisdiction, yet the public lapped up every word they spoke, worshipped the ground they walked on.
He couldn't beat them in a fair fight. They had a time warping little cunt, mech suits, a fucking black hole gun, he'd come close before, but all that taught him was that fighting was futile. Even if he managed to kill one of them, they would become beloved martyrs, simply killing them wasn't enough, he had to destroy their image, annihilate any shred of respect they had.
He slammed his hand onto his desk. Capturing them wasn't an option, Talon had tried and failed before, but to no avail, he needed a miracle to get the cunts that had plagued him for so long.
"Ahem." A female voice at the door announced their presence. Moira, head of bioscience at Talon strode into the room. "A potential solution to our hero problem, records of online activity from IP addresses linked to Overwatch bases." She threw a pile of papers onto Doomfist's desk.
"Online activities? Like what?" The Talon leader spoke in his deep voice, shuffling the papers. They were printed pages, from online forums, with usernames that were all too familiar:
(22:43) ValkHorseLvr: Does anyone have any connections with a stable? I'm in need of an equestrian subject to run some tests on
(22:44) CheekyBrit69: aww luv if youre needing some nice horsey cock ive got a pal who can hook us up
(22:46) ) ValkHorseLvr: No need to be so crude Lena, I swear, its for research this time!
(22:48) MommysGirl: Come on Ang, we all know youre a slut for horsecock, its fine to admit on here, its just some friends chatting, we all know each others secrets anyway.
(22:49) ValkHorseLvr: I suppose…But finding a horse is a little different from just slipping into Anas bed at night Fahreeha
(22:51) CheekyBrit69: Oi! dont be hatin on my bestie pharah, its cute what she has with her mum, and horses are no harder than dogs, the korean girl does just fine so dont sweat it luv
(22:53) MommysGirl: did you hear? dva is flying over here with a couple of her best hound, everyones welcome to join in, I hear mei will be back for that too.
Doomfist flicked through the pages slowly. Here was the key to bringing down Overwatch. The records alone were good, but would do little to sway the public. No…what he needed was hard evidence of the women of Overwatch being beast loving whores.
"Thank you for this Moira." He smiled and continued "Find Sombra, tell her I have a mission. Break into Overwatch headquarters, find out where this action is taking place and set up cameras. Widowmaker can cover her, and I want you nearby in case they need extraction. This is to remain between us, these girls cannot know what is about to hit them".
With a nod Moira backed out of the room, off to gather the supplies and the squad. Doomfist relaxed in his chair. Now to wait.
Three weeks later
Moira slowly edged her way into Doomfists office, sidling slowly and gingerly until she collapsed in the seat opposite the bosses chair. At his raised eyebrow she began to speak "The mission was a success sir. Every female member of Overwatch is on these tapes, the contents will ruin their lives. One small snag…we had to get a little… hands on with our approach. Sombra and Widowmaker will be out of action for a while. As for me, I'd better get back to my research."
At this she rose from the chair, leaving a wet white stain in it which Doomfist regarded with some amusement.
"Moira" he called just as she was exiting the room.
"Yes Sir?" she asked, nervous despite the boss seeming pleased.
"You missed a spot" he chuckled and motioned to the side of her face, upon her hand exploring it she found a dollop of creamy cum, quickly scooped it up and popped it in her mouth.
"I'm certain you'll enjoy the tapes Sir." She winked and left him alone with the tapes in his office. Now…Which to watch first.