Commisar Sasha

Commisar Sasha was what one would call a "MILF" in the olden language known as "english" however nowadays you'd call her a "Maternus Ut Fuckus"

She was stern, athletic, long legged and slim framed. She was easily taller than you measuring about 5"11, with short brown hair and big beautiful eyes, her lips red and her skin tanned from war. She was also a crazy bitvh who was not afraid to execute anyone on the spot for "treason".

Bang.

A shot came from the other tent, followed by a scream of pain and bloody gurgles.

"GUARDSMEN, FORM UP!"

You peek ever so slightly out of your tent, in front of you were numerous wounded guardsmen, many with bandages on their head and casts on their leg, their eyes filled with gloom as the battle waged on.

"Man up recruits!" She said sternly.

"As you can see, the man who lies dead in your tent was a fool! An unreliable! A freeloader! He was perfectly fine and ready to leave but then decided to take rest for 5 minutes!"

"But Sir" a Guardsman replied with a salute, "Private Tulius was infected with some sort of Demonic Blood Disease, he must have been in quite some pain!"

Bang

The unknown soldier was now lying on the ground, a portion of his face missing.

"Insolence before your Commisar!" She shouted with utmost furiousity.

"Another reason why Private Tulius was justly executed, "Khorne" had infected his very veins, and as the Inquisitors say, to have Khorne in your body is to be a heretic!" She shouted, slapping all of them in the face.

"But what's so wrong with Corn? I think it tastes pretty good." Remarked a Guardsman.

Bang

The guardsman now fell onto the dirt, his jaw missing and gushing blood.

"Any more remarks?" She said "it is DUTY for a guardsman to always be in tip - top shape, to die for the Imperium!" She barked, going on and on about the glorious Imperium artillery fire drowning out most of the speech.

"But Commisar, we don't see you fighting with the other Commisar-"

Bang

"Go.now." she said sternly as the surviving Guardsmen saluted and marched off.

As the last guardsmen left, as though she had smelt your scent from afar, she glared into your tent marching towards it.

"Shit!" You say, beginning to panic. You clench the orb, "i wish.. i. Wish..."

Commisar Sasha marched ever closer, drawing her bolt pistol which had proudly executed the 4 Guardsmen nearby.

Swish

_"_Hmmmm... where are you..." she says as she crawls into your tent.

Invisibility, quick thinking on your part.

You back away as she crawls through the tent, checking every nook and cranny in the tight space, ever inching closer to you.

Only now, in your invisibility that you note the cuteness of her face, her beautiful dark eyes and hairstyle, her skin so oily from conflict yet so clean, her short hair welp kempt and her warm breath near you.

You also only now see the shape of her chest, somwhat obstructed by her uniform, you imagine them to be somewhat average in size.

"Nothing... hmmm.." she concludes as she turns around, pushing aside her trench coat for ample room.

Only now you see the tightness of her pants, perfectly emphasizing her firm thighs and long legs.. have you only just realized how good her ass looks?

Damn, you seem to be lusting for her.. but you (a lowly Guardsmen, for which she has executed many) will never be able to take her... unless...

As she finally exits, you return to your normal form.. "i wish i has some food" you say, and suddenly a ration appears in your hand.

You gaze at the Orb, your eyes focused and greedy, a smirk across your face... yes... you would use this for your own desires!

And first, you shall use it to take Commisar Sasha for yourself!