Full Body Inflation

Major Motoko Kusanagi was not having a good day. The weather was dreary, with thunder storms rolling overhead every few minutes, making travel through the slums a dismal experience. As she excited an alleyway into the courtyard in front of the abandoned warehouse, she wiped the rain water from her forehead and placed her hand on her hip, reflecting silently on what she was doing. Why was she, of all people, chosen for this assignment? These were petty drug dealers, a dime a dozen. Did they really need to drag her all the way across town to deal with them?

Jo-Beth groaned in pain as she sprawled on the dirt floor. This mansion was falling apart on her, the wooden panels constantly breaking under her feet. Now, she was in some strange hole. It was littered with cobwebs, and had no flooring. Probably a space between the walls of the mansion. She cursed herself for wearing such a short skirt today, as well as wearing her favorite outfit; her boots, her fishnet stockings and her short t-shirt, all torn up and filthy.

It was Motoko long awaited vacation. On her first day off, she decided to go pool side. She arrived at the pool with her lounge chair and drink. She looked out at the pool. Which was empty. “This is perfect.” She thought. ‘I'll relax in the sun. Then go for a swim.” Motoko unpacked her stuff and opened up her lounge chair under a nice shady umbrella. She sat down and lounged back. After an hour of sun bathing she climbed out of her lounge chair and headed into the pool. Off the diving she jumped into the deepest part of the pool and began to swim laps.