Y/n's Point of View
We finally make it to the section of the base where we get our outfit, and boy was there a lot of girls. That's all!
"Yo, I don't think they're supposed to be here..." I whisper to Angelo, who just laughed. "No, I'm serious. That's all of them, even that Zofia chick."
Angelo looked at the mother and gulped. "Ah, shit... You never know, man, they could just be here to watch something."
Taina opened a door and shoved us in, locking the door. "Get dressed! We don't want to see your junks!"
I bang on the door and groan. "We're never getting out."
"Yes, you are, now hurry up! There's stalls for you two." Taina said from a speaker in the corner.
This was a prison, but a very militarized prison. We both walk to some clothes, the various pants, armor plates, kneepads, and everything you would need to kill a zombie in a movie shocked us both.
Angelo picked out a tac vast and laughed. "Sick! Think we could steal these?"
"A- What?! We're gonna get fucking killed!" I pick some pants, which were various shades of green. "Uh... These are tactical pants?"
From the speaker, I heard some giggling, though I ignore it, putting them on. I look at my ass and hum.
"I'm fine with these things. Feels padded, like a diaper." I knock on the door and wait.
"I dunno, man, they make you look feminine. I suggest you change." I scoff as Elena opened the door. "Hey El."
She looked inside and down at me. "Erm... You do know those are Ela's, right?" She giggled and took a picture. "More blackmail."
I roll my eyes and close the door, grabbing more pairs of actual pants and standing in front of a mirror to change. I strip naked, fully, the makeup rubbing off and revealing my hickeys.
Angelo joined after, choosing the next stall. "Ah, fuck! I can't get this boot on!"
"Slip your foot in, then. It's not that hard, Prince Charmin Ultra-Strong." He laughs and groans. "Ooh, I sure hope that wasn't an orgasm..."
"Trainquilla! That wasn't an orgasm and you know it!" I bust through my stall and sigh. "Hold on, my dick is caught."
A soft chuckle came from me as I stood by the door. Angelo came out and fixed his hair, poking my neck.
"Hide those hickeys." He opened the door as we laugh. "I'm telling you, grab a banda-"
We were met with women. Hungry women. All of them had blushes in their faces, Grace nervously tapping her foot while she faced down.
"N-N-Nice cock... Nice cocks." She stuttered.
Being the idiots we are, Angelo and I look down, both of our flies up. What could've happened?
Elena pulled at her shirt collar and laughed nervously. "I.. I, uh- heh, I have to go.." She shot up and ran, leaving us Italians against everyone else.
"You're both mine, grandi." Aria smirked, Angelo and I blushing.
"Uh, n-no, no. I'm fine with being a-"
"Oh, I wasn't asking." Aria interrupted. This wasn't good. "Hands off, girls, these two are mine."
Angelo cleared his throat and shook his head. "No, we are not going to fuck-"
"Why not? You have the biggest dicks I've seen." Said Zofia, who was laying back.
Isn't she married?! What the hell is happening?!
I look at her and groan, Taina laughing. "I.. I don't like where this is going."
Ela was next to speak up, and she looked like she didn't have a drought. "Taina said as the new rookies, we get to have fun with you guys. You looked pretty hot in my pants."
Like I said, I don't like where this is going. I try inching away, hitting Taina on the way. She stood with a smirk and pointed to a couch.
"Both of you, lay down." She demanded.
We raise our hands and walk over to the couch like we were prisoners on watch, which would make sense. In that moment, Taina sat in my lap and kissed me.
I was weirded out, all the girls watching intently as Angelo slid away. Taina finally stopped and chuckled lowly.
"I'm taking you for a ride, tonight..." She said in a low whisper.
"Y-Yes, ma'am." I respond, Angelo freaking out. "Wait... How the fuck did you see my cock?"
Some of the girls cracked, Grace bursting with laughter. She pointed to what I thought were mirrors.
They revealed Elena changing, making the horny Italian man even more hornier. It was a one-way mirror, or, a translucent one.
"Oh god! You weren't supposed to see that!" Grace yelled, gaining the attention of Elena, who covered herself.
Taina got off and smiled devilishly. "Welcome to the girls' locker room. And both of you are wearing female operator clothes."
"What? Then who's boots are these?!" Angelo lifted his foot and stood up.
A small Albino woman sighed and pointed to herself. "Those are mine." She said in a cute little Dutch accent.
We both look at each other and nod, pushing through everyone and taking the gear off. That's when Mike saw us struggling.
He walked up to us and hummed. "The vag bags got ya, eh? This happens every time we get a new male on the team. Hell, even Zofia is there."
"We're aware of that, sir. I think she wants to really fuck us..." Angelo said, acting innocent as he shook his foot. "Actually, everyone, everyone wanted to fuck us."
Mike scoffed, pointing to the other side of the corridor. "You lads get dressed, this is the men's room. For real men."
"Then why are we going there? We're criminals!" He shook his head and sat on a bench. "Damn, I thought that was funny."
The Brit shooed us in the locker room, finding an area appropriately labeled 'Recruits', so Angelo leads the way. A few of the men watched us, granted, we're actually criminals.
We pick out some real clothes and sigh of happiness, the tights finally being off. I move around a bit and grab a bandana as Angelo was trying to suggest earlier.
"Looking sharp!" Angelo complimented, himself looking like a tank. "This is very inconvenient, but it hides my face."
I laugh and adjust the gloves. "Come on." We started walking off to the outside, stepping out as if it was an action movie. "Yeah."
Now, the girls took a good look at us, and it was either my horny side from earlier, or I thought it looked cool, but they had lust in their eyes.
"My, you two dressed up quite nicely." Taina snarked, her grin being genuinely interested in my appearance. "Maybe you'll get to mwah, only one can imagine."
The two of us laugh, but Taina thought we were idiots, I know she did. While some of the girls laughed, the others loved our getup, clapping and complimenting us.
"君たち二人は素晴らしく見える!" A girl with a Japanese patch on her jacket said.
Angelo scratched his head and nod. "Yeah, I agree!"
"Since when did you speak Japanese?"
He shrugged and looked at me. "The hell do I know? She said it with an exclamation."
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Hard To Crack (R6S Caveira x Male Reader)
FanfictionFirst, a mafioso with no kills in his name to a changed man with two self defense kills. This is Y/n Amato, a man who hates what he works for, the Amato family mafia. When they get discovered in London, Y/n and his best friend, Angelo try to escape...