American Strategic Deception Bureau

　The white and tender buttocks slid in her hands. All the hair had been removed long ago, making it look tender and smooth.

　When she finally let go of her hand, the white and beautiful body was like exquisite porcelain, emitting a gorgeous luster in the mirror.

　Now she has no extra fat on her body, her breasts are more symmetrical and fuller, her hips are bigger and more perfectly shaped, with two raised semicircles, tight and elastic. Moreover, the small blemishes on her fair skin have all disappeared.

　Marita admired her perfect body in the mirror with satisfaction, and then carefully sprayed perfume on herself...

　When Alena finished her morning exercise and walked out with her to have breakfast, their completely different skin colors all shone with the sunshine.

　-

　After noon, the temperature in the villa rose rapidly, and it became so hot and stuffy that it made people irritable, drowsy and sleepy.

　But it didn't matter, because Firi had already taken everyone into the underground where there was no sunlight and it was relatively cool.

　"I declare that the CIA San Fernando Valley Shelter Women

　The Spy School is officially established starting today!"

　In the central hall of the underground shelter, President Ferry King announced this while holding a document signed by Director Dulles.

　But then, only Marita, Alena, and Juanita clapped their hands reluctantly.

　Because the school's first batch of students, four brown-skinned Latin American girls abducted by the CIA from Nicaragua, had been knocked unconscious by the tall and strong Alena, who had placed a flannel ball soaked in ether on their mouths and noses. Now they were lying on their backs on a long table set up in the middle of the hall, unconscious!

　Huh? Why did you make them pass out?

　It's very simple. If he doesn't make these "outsiders" unconscious, how can Fili dare to cast spells and deal with their bodies?

　Fili was seen muttering something and reaching out his hand into the void. With a flash of golden light, a pink magic book appeared in his hand. The cover of the book was decorated with roses and love patterns. As soon as Fili opened it, he was smelling a strong and strange fragrance.

　The three female slaves, who had seen this scene many times before, were no longer surprised.

　"Master, are you going to remove their hair first? Hmm, they have really dense hair. Even on their butts."

　The maid Juanita came over to the table and asked curiously as she ran her hand over the hairy butt cracks of the four Nicaraguan girls.

　"Yeah, it's too troublesome to remove their hair one by one with wax. It's more convenient to use magic."

　Fili held up the Pink Book and replied, "Besides their underarm and leg hair, even their legs are this long. Three of the four even have body odor! If we don't prepare them carefully and show them to rich men later, how will we sell them?"

　——In general, whether white or black people, their body odor is much stronger than that of the yellow people in East Asia.

　For example, only 6% of Chinese people have body odor, while the proportion of white people with body odor exceeds 70%, and only 1% of black people do not have body odor.

　This body odor is not only unpleasant when you get close to it, but when people are inside the house, you can smell a peculiar smell like salted fish and goat at the door!

　Many white beauties who look slim and beautiful, if they don’t wear perfume when you meet them, the smell can really make you lose all desire.

　Therefore, many Chinese students who are excited about going abroad and have many beautiful ideals, will immediately feel homesick after being hit by the mixed smells after squeezing into a bus or subway abroad.

　In addition to having strong body odor and body odor, white girls generally have problems with rough skin and excessive body hair.

　Asian girls at most shave their armpits and pubic hair; some are even born hairless. European and American girls, on the other hand, generally shave their legs and arms, otherwise they'll look like gorillas. Furthermore, if their armpit hair isn't shaved, it's much thicker than most Asian girls'.

　This is also the reason why Fili hasn't touched these girls yet - although young bodies are good, they are smelly and hairy!

　Obviously, for a girl who needs to live in the compact space of an underground shelter for a long time, she cannot have toxic body odor.

　Rough skin, large pores, and freckles caused by the lack of UV protection on white skin are also very bad points that detract from your appearance.

　Therefore, Fili, who couldn't bear it any longer, could only use the "Pink Book" he got from the system to further process his first batch of female students...

　I have to say, the spells in the Pink Book are quite effective.

　With the magic of "group hair removal", the shiny and curly body hair of the four girls - including but not limited to armpit hair, leg hair, etc., all fell off, revealing smooth white skin without even a trace of hair left.

　Next, Fili used the "pore shrinking technique" on them. A pink light spread, and the four girls' slightly rough skin after hair removal changed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The pores shrank to the point where they were almost invisible.

　Then, as pink ripples spread out one after another, Fili successively released the "Dead Skin Exfoliation" to remove dead skin cells, the "Pigment Extraction" to treat freckles, and the "Body Odor Removal" to eliminate body odor, making the smell on their bodies quickly fade.

　And their skin quality is even better, just like the finest bone china glaze, crystal clear and sparkling under the light!

　Even the naturally beautiful Marita couldn't help but feel a little jealous. So she reached out and grabbed one of the girls' buttocks, first squeezing it, then slapping it, watching the smooth and delicate ball of fat sway slightly under the light.

　"There really is no scar at all..." she murmured, then lowered her head to smell it, her expression a little dazed.

　Marita has always been proud of her pleasant body odor, which is rare among white people, and her beautiful face without freckles.

　However, looking at these ordinary country girls, who had been transformed into artificial beauties no less beautiful than herself...

　How could Marita not feel lost?

　"So... is everything done? Is this the end of the opening ceremony?"

　Marita raised her head and looked at Firi, who had finished casting the spell and put away the Pink Book again, and asked this.

　"Yes, it's all over, lift them all up again

　Go back to your bunk in the underground shelter."

　Fili replied, "Let them rest well today, and formal classes will begin tomorrow."

　"Master, what lessons are you going to teach them tomorrow?" Juanita asked, raising her hand.

　“Well…it seems like there are quite a lot of courses that need to be arranged to train them into qualified shelter girls!

　For example, knowledge of nuclear warfare, first aid bandaging, plumbing and electrical maintenance, radio operation, mushroom and crop cultivation, American geography, etc. But their first course... let's start with the most basic... uh, American English!"

　Fili ran a hand through his hair. "We can't expect all our customers to speak Spanish!"

　Chapter 80: How many months does it take to learn English from scratch?

　CIA Underground Shelter for Women Spy School in San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles

　The thick rock layers and solid reinforced concrete firmly block the evening breeze and starlight from the outside world; the bright sun of California has never shone on this small underground space; only the hot air pouring in from the ventilation ducts can make people feel that this place is not isolated from the world.

　Accompanied by the clear ringing of the doorbell, Isabelle rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly woke up from the lower bunk of the bunk bed.

　At the same time, the noise coming from the upper bunk proved that the roommate sleeping there was also getting ready to get up.

　She subconsciously wanted to stretch her arms, but found that her limbs were firmly restrained by another warm body, pressing her so that she could not move.

　In desperation, Isabelle could only stick out her tongue and lick Kate's eyes, "Wake up! Kate! You have to go to school today!"

　Then, little Kate let out a sweet moan, muttered, and turned over to ride on Isabelle's waist. Her head hit the bed with a "bang". Then, she covered her head and cried out in pain while stumbling out of the bed...

　As a result, he stepped on Adriana and Camilla who had just climbed down the ladder from the upper bunk.

　In this way, ping-pong burst of chaotic sound, three naked girls rolled on the floor in a ball, plump beautiful flesh overlapped each other, Kate's head resting on Adriana's thigh, cushioned by Camilla's big breasts. Although the ground was covered with a velvet carpet, they still screamed in pain.

　Isabelle, who had just sat up from the bed and was stretching her arms and legs, could only sigh when she saw this, and got out of bed to help them.

　Although the CIA's San Fernando Valley underground shelter has a total floor area of ​​approximately 500 square meters, more than half of the space is filled with stacked boxes, bags, and cans containing supplies to keep the refugees alive in the apocalypse.

　Add to that the underground space occupied by the generator room, water purification system, water pumping station, radio room, and other necessary mechanical equipment, and the remaining living space left for the residents is actually very limited, and even if there are only four people living in it, it is not very spacious.

　So, there was only one bunk bed in this dormitory, and two girls had to sleep on the upper and lower bunks respectively.

　Because Isabelle knew a little English, she was appointed class monitor and enjoyed preferential treatment. She could sleep with Kate, the smallest girl.

　Adriana and Camilla, who are tall and have big breasts, are even more crowded when they sleep. They often either have chest pains from being pushed in bed, or wake up to find the bulge of each other's chest in their mouths, or their heads are clamped between thighs, with their eyes facing each other's buttock cracks.

　Fortunately, their bodies are now all cleaned up by hair removal, so there is generally no risk of hair getting stuck in the nostrils...

　Besides sleeping two to a bed, the entire shelter only had one sink and one flush toilet. So they had to queue up for both washing and using the restroom. Fortunately, the shelter still used tap water from the outside, so at least there were no restrictions on water use.

　Next, breakfast consisted of canned green beans, Spam luncheon meat, and bread slices, all brought down by the maid Juanita. She heated them slightly in the electric pot in the shelter and shared them among the four of them. The nutrition was acceptable, but after eating too much, it tasted like chewing wax.

　However, according to the young Irish principal, since they were being trained as shelter girls who had survived the nuclear apocalypse, their daily diet had to be consistent with shelter life, and they needed to quickly adapt to the harsh life of often having only canned food to eat.

　We cannot expect fresh meat, fish, vegetables and fruits on our table every day.

　As for those sizzling fried eggs and juicy seafood, I guess we can only think about them in dreams, right?

　Well, not necessarily. Maybe, when Principal Jin is "doing" me, I can act like a spoiled child and ask for something good to eat?

　Although the guy was very stubborn in some strange ways, he seemed easy to talk to at other times.

　Isabelle was so lost in thought that she accidentally dropped a piece of Spam onto her chest. She simply picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth, then lowered her head and licked the grease on her chest with her tongue before continuing to eat as if nothing had happened.

　If there is any particular benefit to attending school in this shelter, it is that they never have to worry about getting their clothes dirty.

　Every day, they stayed in a small, enclosed space underground, sleeping, bathing, attending classes, and entertaining themselves. They never needed to go out, let alone wear clothes...

　-

　The classrooms at the Shelter Academy are quite different from other places. Classes are actually held in the bathroom.

　It was a spacious room, about 4x4 square meters, with floors and walls decorated with cream, cream, and pale blue tiles, giving it a bright and comfortable feel. Four naked Nicaraguan girls sat in a row in a rectangular, drained bathtub covered with mosaics.

　Each person sat on a small stool, and a long plastic board was propped up on the edge of the bathtub as their desk.

　It's a bit crowded for four people to sit in a three-meter-long bathtub, but if they sit shoulder to shoulder, they can still fit.

　At this moment, they all stood with their chests puffed out and their stomachs in, their hands behind their backs, their legs together, sitting naked on small stools like lower-grade elementary school students, listening to the lecture of the red-haired German girl opposite them... No matter how you look at it, it is really a strange and bizarre scene.

　However, despite their short stay here, the four Nicaraguan girls have already learned the importance of observing discipline and listening carefully.

　In the first few days of school, their courses were just relaxing movies - various science fiction films with wasteland apocalypse themes, allowing these country girls to know through their own eyes what a nuclear apocalypse is, what a radioactive wasteland is, and what a shelter is.

　But after the movie, the formal courses started this week - Principal Jin got English textbooks from a Mexican elementary school and let these Spanish-speaking Latin American girls try to learn American English under the guidance of Marita, the only "female teacher" here.

　Obviously, learning a foreign language well is not easy, and Marita is not a gentle teacher.

　Just in the last class, Camilla, who had the best figure, had just received severe disciplinary punishment for dozing off in class and not being able to answer questions when her name was called. This could be clearly seen from her buttocks, which were as red and swollen as a ripe peach.

　——After the beating, Camilla had to sit back on the small stool that was less than 15 centimeters high. The weight of her whole body was placed on a small part of her round buttocks, which obviously caused great pain to the girl. The low breathing sound with crying tone kept coming to Isabelle's ears from the side.

　With the precedent of Camilla being beaten to death, Kate and Adriana had no choice but to listen carefully no matter how much they hated studying.

　However, compared with the three other prisoners who had never liked reading and had almost no English foundation, Isabelle, who had studied English intermittently for several years in a rural church school in Nicaragua, was very comfortable in this beginner-level English class.

　She even had enough time to look at the women in the room based on a woman's instinct to judge the appearance of her own sex.

　Well, in addition to the four Nicaraguan girls, there was also a "day student" in this "classroom", the youngest one, Juanita.

　——In fact, this "day trip" didn't mean walking very far. It was just compared to the "boarding students" who stayed underground all day. After the class ended every day, Juanita would follow Teacher Marita or Principal Jin to climb out of the shelter and return to the villa on the surface.

　Compared to the other "boarding students" who could only sit in the empty bathtub, Juanita obviously enjoyed certain privileges, having her own small desk. But other than that, Juanita was just like them, sitting on a small stool with her hands behind her back and her legs bent, listening attentively to the class.

　Next is Alena, who sits at the door and supervises classroom discipline. She is an exceptionally tall and fit Colombian girl with slender shoulders and waist, round hips and long legs, but also has a body as energetic as a female leopard's muscles. She is specifically responsible for punishing the unlucky students who have made mistakes.

　It was she who just pulled Camilla out, pressed her tightly on her knees, and slapped her all over the face until she cried and screamed for diabetic peristalsis.

　Finally, there was teacher Marita who taught them. She was a German girl who was only a few years older than them and had lush red hair.

　Unlike these Latin American girls whose skin color is of varying shades of brown, the red-haired teacher Marita has not only long beautiful legs, a slender waist, round buttocks and plump breasts, but also milky white skin that looks as delicate and smooth as porcelain and silk. It is dazzlingly white under the light, and the skin below the chest is almost colorless, making the other Latin American girls in the room pale in comparison.

　Of course, Isabelle felt that although she was not as beautiful as Marita, she was much prettier now than before.

　After full-body waxing, persistent oil moisturizing (she thought), and some cosmetic medical treatments she wasn't even aware of, she and her three roommates had rounder buttocks, tighter waists, and fuller breasts.

　There is also completely smooth, hairless, delicate skin and a better body odor.

　Although these naked women were sweating profusely due to the sweltering heat, there was no unpleasant odor in this small, windowless room. Instead, a faint fragrance permeated the air...

　According to Principal Jin, they would have a tight-fitting blue and white shelter uniform to wear in the future. But before that, in order to cultivate their obedience and prevent them from running away rashly due to impulse, he decided to deprive them of the right to wear clothes during their studies.

　Isabelle was naturally very resistant to this at first, thinking that she was being treated like a beast.

　But after a while, for some reason, she gradually stopped subconsciously covering her naked body, and gradually felt that it was not as good as wearing a heavy

　Compared with handcuffs and shackles, this kind of unrestrained and naked life doesn't seem unacceptable?

　Perhaps, I will eventually adapt to all this, learn all the new skills needed for the future, and obediently become a beautiful and well-educated slave?

　Just as Isabelle was imagining this with a little fear and excitement in her heart, Marita, who was sitting next to the small blackboard, suddenly called her name.

　"Isabelle! Explain what this passage means?"

　"Ah! This is, this means..." She came back to her senses quickly, and answered while flipping through the book, following the eye contact of her deskmate.

　-

　After dinner, Fili, Alena, and Juanita sat side by side on the sofa, watching the show on television.

　Alena and Juanita were watching the cartoon "Tom and Jerry" on TV intently, and were laughing so hard at the various funny scenes in it.

　However, Fili's eyes passed over the TV and admired Marita, who was busy at the sink, her smooth back and perfect peach buttocks.

　——Because Fili cooked dinner himself, Marita, who regarded herself as the hostess, took over the task of washing dishes after dinner.

　However, just as Fili was watching the beautiful scene of Marita shaking her hips to clean the dishes, water droplets splashing on her tender skin, and her breasts bouncing like pudding, while he was hugging the two women on his left and right, enjoying the amazing smoothness of their skin, the annoying phone rang.

　Besides, it was a work call that I had to answer...

　Well, the Eastern Time in the United States is five hours earlier than the Western Time, so Washington is probably still just starting work in the afternoon!