Lieutenant Jane was infatuated by Jodie's youthful and innocent appearance. She loved the way Jodie's body reacted to her every touch and how she responded to her dirty talk. Tonight, Jane had a special surprise for Jodie. She wanted to fill both their assholes with anal balls and double ride a huge dildo together.

As they continued to pleasure each other, their bodies glistened with sweat and their juices mixed together. Jodie eagerly sucked on Jane's clit while Jane teased her nipples with her tongue. The intense pleasure sent shivers down their spines.

But as they reached the peak of their pleasure, something strange happened. Jane suddenly stopped and got out of bed. Jodie looked at her with confusion, but Jane didn't seem to notice. She walked over to her drawer and pulled out a pistol.

Jodie's heart started racing as she watched Jane's dead, cold eyes. It was as if she was under some kind of mind control. Jodie's voice trembled as she asked Jane what she was doing and if she was okay.

But Jane didn't respond, she didn't even seem to register Jodie's presence. Instead, without a second thought, she put the gun to her head and pulled the trigger.

Jodie's scream was deafening as she watched Jane's brains spray against the wall and her lifeless body fall to the ground. A pool of blood formed around her head, staining the carpet.

Jodie was in shock, she couldn't believe what had just happened. She sat frozen in fear, trying to process the fact that the woman she loved and desired had just taken her own life.

But the strangest thing happened, it was like something out of a horror movie, out of the blood started to emerge a disfigured human form. It slowly emerged, as if the blood was giving life to it. The figure kept morphing into different shapes and positions, like it was made of liquid. One second it would have four legs, then two heads. The form was all crippled and snapping its posture back and forth like its bone structure was developing in front of Jodie's eyes.

Jodie's heart sank and she screamed in complete disbelief and horror as she saw a face form on it. It was lieutenant Jane's face. Finally, after a few brief moments, the crippled form stood tall and it was lieutenant Jane. She started moving towards Jodie, her eyes filled with rage and a dark demonic voice emanating from her.

'Sky-Sex knows of your plan to terminate me, you will all suffer, Lieutenant Jane will be the first to die,' she said as she lunged at Jodie, trying to strangle her.

Jodie woke up screaming and sweating. It was just a dream. She couldn't shake off the feeling of dread and fear that lingered after the dream. She couldn't understand why she would dream of her friend in such a terrifying way. Was it guilt for not being able to tell her who she really was? Or was it something more sinister? Like a premonition?.

Jodie tried to shake off the dream and went to get a shower, but she couldn't get the image of the disfigured form out of her mind.

Jodie stepped out of the shower, the steam enveloping her in a warm embrace. She was still trying to wrap her head around her weird, vivid dream, but was ready to start her day. As she towel-dried her long brown hair, a sense of satisfaction washed over her. Her skills were unmatched, her determination unbreakable. Others may see her as just another recruit, but Jodie knew she was unstoppable.

It was her second day of rifle training, and she was already excelling all the other recruits. Her aim was impeccable, her shots accurate and precise. She could handle any gun with ease, from the hefty M4 to the sleek SIG Sauer. And she loved the rush of adrenaline that came with hitting the bullseye every time.

As Jodie made her way to the training grounds, she couldn't help but notice the glances and whispers of the other recruits. They were jealous, she knew. But she didn't let their envious stares faze her. She was here to become the best, and she would not let anyone or anything get in her way.

As the instructor went through the lesson, Jodie listened intently, her focus never wavering. She was determined to learn everything there was to know about rifles. And soon, it was time for the practical session.

Jodie eagerly grabbed her designated rifle and took her position on the range. The other recruits, including a particularly envious and competitive one named Chris, watched with envy as she took aim and fired off a series of rounds. Each one hitting the target with deadly accuracy.

Fuelled by jealousy, Chris made his way to Jodie's station and purposely bumped into her, causing her to stumble and lose her balance. But Jodie was quick on her feet and regained her composure, not letting his antics distract her.

However, Chris was not done yet. As Jodie focused on her next shot, he tried to knock her rifle out of her hands. But Jodie was too quick for him, dodging his attack and firing off another perfect shot.

The instructor, who had been watching the whole ordeal, intervened and sent Chris to do push-ups for the rest of the session. Jodie, on the other hand, continued her training, undeterred and unfazed by the jealous recruit's actions.

In the end, Jodie emerged as the top performer in her rifle training, much to the surprise and dismay of her fellow recruits. But for Jodie, it was just another day, another victory. She was unstoppable, and nothing, not even the jealous actions of others, could knock her down from her throne as the best.