The SI:- Season 3 Episode 4 Breaking News

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Following the successful neutralisation of Russia's Black Sea Fleet, by Senior Operatives Miranda Croft and Nadja Gadot, the Ukrainian Armed Forces along side the Shadow Initiative have reclaimed the Crimean Peninsula. Thanks to the non-lethal technology employed by the Initiative, the Ukrainians have raised their flag over Sevastopol in the first time in a decade, and have taken prisoner over 5 divisions of Russians troops and their equipment. Providing much needed relief for civilians soldiers alike. Now Special Operations Group 6, are called back into action once more, their next mission is to assist in the relief the beleaguered city of Mauriopol, by kidnapping a key Russian General.





"So let's get this straight, doc. Nadja, Zhang and I can know speak and read Russian when before we couldn't. And it's all because of the mimic gun." Miranda asked Doctor Susan Hartford. Group 6 were in the medbay of the SI Forward Operation Base outside Kyiv, it had been three days since Operation Rough Tide and Group 6 were anticipating their next deployment. "That's what I'am saying Miranda, and yours is not the first case. I had an operative from Group 4 who can speak Arabic now, but before she couldn't." Miranda had a lot of time for Dr Hartford, an old friend of Carrie's, the Doctor had once been a Darkwatch Assassin but defected a year ago after only after her fifth mission. She was once formerly a Doctor in the US Army until a morphine addiction, cut short a promising career. But Carrie had vouched for both the Doctor and her wife, who serves as Group 4's LO. Susan had shallow cheekbones rounded features with pale green eyes, framed by shoulder length blonde hair. She was dressed in a set of SI medical scrubs, over which she wore a SI lab coat. "Do we now how exactly it happened? And is it something we should be concerned about." Said Nadja as she hung her arm over her wife's shoulder, holding her close. Susan smiled, " We are not exactly sure, when they first told me about the mimic gun when I started to practise it, I was a little dubious. Anything involving DNA warrants caution from a Doctor like myself, but so far SI Medical doesn't see any cause for alarm. In fact it is seen as a blessing. My opinion is that by assuming the form of a Russian, you also inherited their Syntax an understanding of their language. If I have the time, I will have to write a paper on it." Zhang kissed Tanya on the cheek. "Well at least I can tell my girlfriend that I love her, in Russian. Tanya returned her kiss. "And now I don't have to teach you lot how to speak Russian. It's a shame really, I had so many lessons planned." She added in a tone of mock disappointment." The group laughed, including Dr Hartford. "I would like to keep an eye on you three, just in case their are any complications." The Doctor said as after the laughter had subsided. Miranda was still chuckling. " And what complications might those be, doc? We all start bursting out with the Russian national anthem." Nadja turned to face her wife. "Or my heart, we could start singing it while we have sex." She quipped as she passionately kissed Miranda as the rest of the team burst out with laughter."I love it when you get all sarcastic, Nads." Miranda said as they pulled out. "Go on you lot, clear out of my medical tent. I have real patients to see." Said the doctor in between laughs. Before they bade the doctor farewell, Reynolds walked into the medical tent. "They terrorising your patients again, Susie?" She asked her friend. "You don't know the half of it, Carrie." After giving Carrie a hug, Hartford busied herself with a another patient. Carrie turned to Group 6, but before she could say anything Miranda cut across her. " Let me guess, we have another gig?" Carrie looked as if the wind had been taken out of her sails. " Have I become that easy to read?" The group nodded collectively. Carrie smiled shaking her head. "I have to change my delivery. We have another gig, sixes and this one's big, the General and Pavlova are waiting for you in the command tent " Miranda gave Nadja a kiss on the cheek as the team followed Carrie out of the medical tent.


When they entered the command tent, General Decker was in talks in Sergeant Pavlova around the holotable, both women looked up smiling when she they saw Miranda and Nadja, they flashed the General a quick salute. "Miranda, Nadja good to see both. Congratulations on Operation Rough Tide." She gripped both of their wrists in turn, as Decker switched on the holotable. "You have just missed Kurylenko, she says Zidovsky's pleased with the progress we have made in the last week. You ask me she's never happy, something about her rubs me up the wrong way. Anyhow, I didn't bring you here to question our allies. It seems that our operations are starting to have an effect. According to the prisoners we have interrogated, morale in the Russian forces have dipped. All except one area." She pointed to to an area to the south east of the country, by the coast. "Mariupol, according to Ukrainian sources the city is close to falling and it is down to one woman. General Marina Belova." The face of a woman, in her late thirties flashed above the holotable. "She is the youngest battlefield commander in the Russian Army. Beautiful, charismatic and highly skilled, it is down to her that the South-east is still in Russian hands." Miranda nodded "So we remove her from play, with her gone we can relieve Mariupol and push the Russians out of the sector." Decker smiled. "As sharp as ever, Miranda. We have a plan to do just that, this will be a joint operation between Squad 1 and SOG 6. Ivana, if you may." The general gestured to Pavlova to continue. Pavlova nodded and cleared her throat "According to our spies, the general is due to give an interview at this remote TV station just outside Donetsk, in order to boost morale tomorrow morning. The station is currently being used by the Russians to broadcast propaganda throughout the occupied sectors in the east. According to what we can gather, it is guarded by four female Russian soldiers on the exterior and as a staff of four female civilians." Miranda shared a glance with her wife, squeezing her hand. "Ivana, squad 1 subdues the sentries and steals their uniforms, clearing the way for us to seize the station. We subdue the staff inside, steal their clothes and identities. The general arrives for her interview, but instead it will be us waiting for her. We shoot her full of Veritas and we exfill out." Ivana nodded, catching her thread. "Works for me, it will be a pleasure to work with SOG 6 again." The general switched off the holotable."You ever give any thought to joining the Military Division, Miranda? We could definitely use someone with your brains." Miranda shook her head, and shared a smile with her wife. "What and leave the love of my life to go play soldier? She would fall apart without me." She teased as Nadja laughed passionately kissing her on the lips. Decker laughed. "SOG is lucky to have you, both of you. Good luck, and dismissed." They flashed the General salutes, as they left the command tent.


Tomorrow Morning 07:30 hours


Corporal Polina Komarova was bored, she had been walking this patrol around this stupid TV station for the past week and still no action. She sighed, at 22 Polina had joined the Army to kick ass in the name of Mother Russia, not walk around in circles. At least she wasn't alone in this hell, her three fellow sisters in arms from the 229th Mechanised were also walking the perimeter watching for signs of partisans. They were all attired in the uniform of of the 229, which consisted of a matching mottled woodland camouflage v-neck jacket, belted at the waist with green ammo webbing with spare mags for their AK12 assault rifles, unit patches on their shoulders, and combat trousers with green combat boots on their feet, a green beret with the unit perched on top of their heads. Under their uniforms they wore a horizontally striped red and white undershirt with standard issue white hipster shorts or scanty panties. Polina herself had elected for the scanties. She blew out a long sigh, she decided as a way to alleviate her boredom to snap a picture of herself with her phone and update her Facebook page. As Polina took out her phone, she caught her reflection in the blank screen, liking what she saw. She had high cheekbones with rounded features and narrow blue eyes, her long brown hair done up in a ponytail that extended all the way down to her left breast. Before she could turn her phone on, Polina felt a the strange sensation of being shot in the throat, she looked down to see a dart protruding from her neck then giggled as a feeling of dreamlike bliss over came her as she was dragged into the bushes.


"Hey boss, we found you a sentry. And she is a cutie." Came the Irish lilt of Donnelly as she and her fiancée Foley had dragged a pretty young sentry towards Sergeant Ivana Pavlova. Ivana sized up the girl, her uniform would fit her well and on top of it she was gorgeous, Ivana smiled as she approached the comely young soldier. " Soldier, my Name is Sergeant Ivana Pavlova, tell me what is your name and rank and unit?" Ivana asked her in Russian. The soldier looked at her and giggled as if drunk, throwing her a lazy salute. "Corporal Polina Komorova, 229rh mechanised, reporting for duty, sarge." The girl looked far away, as if she was trying to count butterflies. Ivana shared amused glances with her two subordinates, as she continued her interrogation. " How many sentries are there and their exact positions, please Corporal?" She had out a tablet with an aerial view of the TV station. "There are only 4 of us, and they are all very pretty but not like me, let me show you sarge." She pointed their positions out on the screen. Ivana smiled as she caressed the young soldiers arm. "You have been a great help, my dear Polina." She turned to Donnelly and Foley. "Strip off her uniform and give it to me, then introduce her to Mr Shocky." The two IRT members grinned at her. "Thanks sarge, your the best." Foley scanned the pretty Polina. "Can we, have a little fun with her too. She is very pretty." Ivana smirked, rolling her eyes. "Ok, but just a fondle and kissing no rough stuff. We are on a schedule." The lovers grinned widely. "We love you sarge." They said in unison as they removed Polina's beret, Donnelly unclasped her combat webbing, unbuttoned her jacket, slipping it off her shoulders. "Hey, are you taking my clothes off? Shouldn't we all be getting our clothes off, you are all so pretty." Said an aroused Polina as she was being stripped.


Ivana felt herself becoming aroused, feeling her nipples stiffen and loins go afire as she watched Donnelly and Foley strip the lovely Polina. It had been a while since she had sex with another woman, Ivana once had a relationship with Tanya but it was more of a fling. Donnelly had pulled off Polina's undershirt, exposing her small but beautiful B-cups with light pink full areolas, kissing her softly on the lips as her fiancée, Foley, had unlaced the sentries boots. After which Foley unbuttoned Polina's combat trousers, peeling them down her long divine legs, and revealing her white scanty panties while kissing her thighs and caressing her pert ass. When she was finished, Foley got back up kissing her lover then kissed Polina while Donnelly caressed the Russians crotch through her panties. When they were finished, Donnelly clamped her hand over Polina's mouth, then pinched her Vagus nerve with the shock glove. An electric shock coursed through the sentries half naked athletic body, as she let out an extended muffled cry of arousal, collapsing to the earth unconscious, wearing only her panties. "That was, Amazing! Miranda and Nadja was right it really does enhance your relationship." Donnelly said as she passionately kissed Foley. " We need to find another sentry and do that again." The American said as she pulled out. Donnelly grabbed up the uniform, as Foley dragged the half naked Polina into the bushes. "Here you are sarge. Sentry one neutralised." Pavlova smiled at Donnelly as she stripped off her SI woodland fatigues and dressed in Polina's uniform, looping the AK12 over her shoulder. " Hey Sarge, I watched the show from here. Very sexy.That Veritas Serum is really something" It was Corporal Vanderbilt, Ivana's second in command, she was a young dutch woman who had been with Ivana the longest with beautiful angular features, blue eyes and long blonde hair done up in a ponytail. The three IRT gathered around "You have Nadja to thank for that. Right, you ladies know what you have to do, you know were the sentries are. Once You have acquired their uniforms, we radio Miranda and SOG 6 tell them the way it clear. Ok, IRT. Let's get this done." They all shared a fist bump. As they got to work.


Privates Natalia Tarasova and Feodora Kovalyova has come together for a crafty cigarette, on a secluded part of the perimeter, where Corporal Komorova wouldn't catch them. At 21 and 20 respectively, they had both joined the Army just to get a cool uniform and pull as many lonely girls as possible, after all who doesn't like a girl in uniform. Both girls had gone through to the final of Miss Russian Army, but lost to some blonde bimbo paratrooper from the 44th Aerial Support Detachment. Natalia had high cheekbones with heartshaped features and almond shaped blue eyes. Her flame red hair, done up in a braided ponytail under her green beret. Whereas her friend, and partner in crime, Feodora had shallow cheekbones with rounded features and big brown doe shaped eyes, all framed with shoulder length ash blonde hair in a bob parted at the centre. As they lit their cigarettes, Natalia took a long drag. "You do know that the Ukrainians have hired the SI right? That's why we are losing." Feodora blow out a cloud of of smoke. "So? I never heard of them." Natalia looked at her, raising her eyebrows. "Never heard of them. What the fuck?! Dora, have you been living under a rock for the past year and a half. Do you know what they do to sentries like us?" Feodora took another drag from her cigarette. "Why do you enlighten me, Nats?" Natalia shook her head as blew smoke out of her nostrils. "My sister has a friend, who used to be in Darkwatch, fool girl. She told me they knock you out and steal your uniform, leaving you naked." Feodora shook her head. ,"They steal our uniforms, that can't be allowed right." Natalia took one last drag from her cigarette. "True as True. Anyway, we are Russians not simpering Darkwatch girls. They won't ge-mmph" Both sentries felt hands clamp over their mouths, dragging them into the bushes as they felt their Vagus nerves being pinched. They felt the curious sensation of electricity coursing through their bodies. They let out muffled cries of arousal as they slumped unconscious into the arms of their attackers.


As they lowered the unconscious bodies of the sentries onto the ground, Donnelly keyed in her earpiece. "Donnelly and Foley reporting in. Sentries two and three neutralised. Conducting disguises over." Donnelly and Foley hurriedly stripped out of their uniforms. Then they quickly stripped the Russian soldiers out of their uniforms. "Fuck me Ana. They make them really well in Russia don't they? Get a load of her tits." Donnelly said as she dressed in the redheads uniform, glancing down at the half naked soldier, her well developed c-cup breasts on display with slightly pointed perky red areolas, her athletic toned body clad only in her white standard issue hipster shorts. " Tell me about it, Sissi. But you should check out the blonde." Foley, now dressed in the blondes uniform nudged the half naked unconscious blonde sentry. Donnelly make a sound of approval, as she took in the firm C-cup breasts of the blonde with pink circular areolas, her athletic body laying there clad only in white hipster shorts "Ok, Ana that's enough sightseeing, SOG 6 need us." They shared a passionate kiss, before looping their stolen AK12 rifles over their shoulders and walking out of the bushes, leaving the sleeping half naked bodies of the Russian's concealed in the undergrowth.


Private Dasha Kuzmina let out a long sigh, reflecting that she would rather be in bed with the lovely receptionist who sat the desk at the TV station, rather then walking this patrol. The two had flirted heavily when it become clear the lovely Olena had a thing for girls in uniform, but before they could sneak off to a convenient broom cupboard Corporal "Hard-Ass" Komorova had caught them kissing and had chewed her out. Which led to her pulling double patrol this morning, she had been up since 05:00am and was dirt tired. At 21 Kuzmina, unlike the rest of the die hard bitches that made up her squad, was a conscript. She used to be an activist for for gay rights back home in Moscow, until she was caught spraying anti-war graffiti on the walls of the Kremlin. They offered her a choice, a nice cold gulag in the middle of Siberia or conscription into the Army. Dasha chose the service, since she had no desire to spend the rest of her life freezing her tits off without a beautiful woman to warm her. Fuck Komorova she thought, Dasha took her phone out deciding to call Olena and flirt a little bit catching her reflection in the blank screen. She was a looker with slender cheekbones, angular features and big blue almond shaped eyes. Her long black hair done up in braided pigtails that hung down her shoulders. As she scrolled down the list of contacts and found Olena's number, she felt a gloved hand clamp over her mouth dragging her into the bushes, then the strange sensation of electricity coursing through her body as her vagus nerve was pinched. Despite herself, Dasha let out a muffled cry of arousal as she slumped unconscious into the arms of her attacker.


As Karina Vanderbilt lowered the unconscious Russian sentry to the floor she keyed in her earpiece. "Vanderbilt reporting in. The last sentry is out for the count, conducting disguise over. As Karina stripped down to her underwear, she regarded the unconscious brunette. "You Russians really are the most prettiest girls I have stripped." After she caressed the girl's face, Karina quickly stripped the beautiful brunette out of her uniform, quickly getting dressed in the Privates uniform. As she looped the AK-12 over her shoulder, Karina knelt by the half naked unconscious Russian as she lay their wearing only her white standard issue scanty panties. Admiring her small but buoyant B-cup breasts with dark pink circular areolas, and lush athletic figure. " Nice tits, beautiful." Katrina said as she left the bushes, leaving the half naked body of the unconscious Russian. "All disguises, acquired. Signal SOG 6 the way is clear."


" Ok that's the signal." Miranda said as she felt her ear piece crackle three times. "Impressive, it took them only five minutes to neutralise the sentries." Nadja clapped her hands together. "Right, Zhang the receptionist is all yours. Take her out quick and strip her quick." Zhang nodded as Nadja handed her the mimic gun. "Tanya, you take out the camera woman." Tanya pulled a mock look of disappointment. "Awww, I wanted to be on Television. Not." The group all laughed, as Nadja turned to her wife. "That leaves the producer and the interviewer to us. Best of three, my heart?" She held out her hand, a mischievous grin on her face. Miranda lent in and passionately kissed her. "Alright, this for the interviewer. The loser gets the producer, best of three. Prepare to lose, my love." They began, Miranda sighed as she lost the first round her scissors smashed by Nadja's rock but she came back, when her wife had drawn rock twice in a row, smothered by Miranda's paper. She let out a cry of victory. "Damn it, heart. You always get me in the last rounds." Nadja sighed as Tanya and Zhang laughed at her discomfort. Miranda lent in, gently punctuating each word with a kiss on Nadja's lips. " That's because you always play rock, and I always let you win the first round." Nadja and her wife shared another passionate embrace. As they pulled out, laughing Miranda turned to her friends. "Alright sixes, let's enter the rough and tumble world of television. And bag ourselves a general." She said as they approached the TV station.


Receptionist Olena Kovalchuk, was busy applying make up while she sat at her desk. At 23, Olena had only been a receptionist for Ukrainian People's Television for 3 months. So far it had been a quiet morning, boring actually so Olena had decided to spruce herself up a little bit hoping she would get a visit from the beautiful Private Dasha. She hadn't been by to flirt yet, but it the day was still young Olena was worried for her after that pretty but hard-assed Corporal had caught herself and Dasha snogging over the reception desk. She had hoped Dasha hadn't been punished too severely, all the other Russians treated Olena like garbage, but Dasha loved her. Olena had got the feeling her sweet Dasha didn't want to be here, sighing she caught a reflection of herself in her computer monitor. Olena was a looker with high cheekbones, heart shaped features and big blue eyes, all framed with long brown hair that she wore up in a long ponytail. She wore her receptionist uniform, which consisted of a blue buttoned long sleeve blouse with her nameplate on her left breast and a dark blue ribbon tie around her collar, with a black pencil skirt that reached down above her knees and black high heels. Under her uniform she wore a matching black lace wonderbra and G-string thong with matching stockings. Olena had hoped to surprise Dasha with the set, luring her away to this broom cupboard she had scoped out, using the distraction of the General's visit to get to second or even third base. She looked up to see a young Chinese woman, approaching her desk. Quickly putting her make up away, she fixed the girl with an authoritative stare. "I'am sorry, but the studio is closed to the public. I will have to ask you to leave, before I call the soldiers." The Chinese girl leant across her desk. "Don't worry your pretty little head about that. No soldiers are coming." She drew a small sleek pistol. Olena reared back into her chair, afraid. "W-what?!" The Chinese girl flashed her a mischievous grin. "I like your uniform, I will be taking it off you now, good night." She fired. Olena felt a strange sensation of electricity coursing through her body, as she let out a brief cry of pain slumping into her chair, unconscious.


Zhang hopped over the desk, quickly stripping off her catsuit, kneeling by the unconscious receptionist she started to strip her. " I'am really sorry about this... Olena." Zhang said as read the girl's Cyrillic nameplate, removing her blue neck tie and unbuttoning her blue blouse. " Wow! Cute bra. Was this for someone special? Well you won't be needing it, so you won't mind if I take it all, will you?" Remarked Zhang as she caught a glimpse of the black lace bra. She reached around the unconscious receptionist, unzipping her skirt and peeling it off down her long stocking covered legs. "Oh my got, a lace G-string! I don't get many of those. You naughty girl." Zhang smiled as she pulled off the receptionists lacy underwear, exposing her small vulva crowned with a trimmed strip of brown pubic hair. After pulling on the racy underwear, Zhang removed the girls high heels and unrolled her stockings down her long legs, pulling them up over her legs, Zhang then stepped into the high heels. Satisfied that they were a perfect fit, Zhang finished unbuttoning the girl's blouse slipping it off her delicate shoulders, then reaching around the receptionists back unclasped the black lacy bra. As she clasped the bra around her bare breasts, Zhang took time to admire the now naked receptionist, taking in her well developed C-cup breasts with full roundel shaped areolas and slim attractive body. When she finished getting dressed in the receptionists uniform, Zhang assumed the woman's form with the mimic gun and after copying her ponytail dragged her naked body off the chair, rolling her under the desk. She then sat in the chair and signalled the others. "Guys, Zhang here. The receptionist has been neutralised, and disguise acquired. You are free to enter." She said into her ear piece as she rested her feet, on Olena's naked arse.



As Miranda and the rest of the team entered the lobby, they walked up to Zhang who had a huge grin on her stolen face. Tanya lent across the desk and passionately kissed her "Wow, she was a hottie. You took her down gently, I assume?" Tanya said as she pulled out. Zhang laughed. " A shock round to the chest, she didn't know what hit her. She is under the desk now, if you fancy a quick peek. And wait till you see her undies." She said as she handed the mimic gun back to Nadja. Nadja clapped her hands. " Right let's hit the studio, let's take them quickly." Tanya pulled on her shock glove as the couple shared a passionate kiss, preparing a Morpheus gas grenade. The three entered the TV studio.


Camerawoman Daryna Tkachenko, blew out another frustrated sigh as she saw news anchor Viktoriya Petrenko argue with the producer Klara Shvets over the script for the generals visit. Daryna had by now become used to their constant bickering over the four long years she had been working here at Ukrainian people's Television, largely because she had got a kick out of seeing the stuck up Petrenko duel with the stubborn Shvets. And also that she suspected there was a great deal of sexual tension between the two. At 26, Daryna had worked as a camera operator since she had left technical college, before the Russian invasion. She caught a reflection of herself in her camera lens, she was an attractive woman with high cheekbones rounded features and almond shaped brown eyes, her long dark brown hair done up in a braided ponytail. Daryna was wearing a chequed red and black long sleeve shirt, with tight skinny blue denim jeans and black laced ankle boots, with her photo ID looped over her head. Underwhich she wore a white lace trim camisole with matching white thong. As she warred with the idea of breaking up the warring couple, Daryna felt a gloved hand clamping over her mouth pulling her over a crate, as she her vagus nerve was pinched, electricity coursed through her body. She let out a brief cry of arousal as she slumped unconscious into the studio floor. " Tanya here. Camerawoman as been taken care of, the bickering couple are all yours"



"You cannot say that to the General, Vikki. It's inflammatory, and could land us in trouble.Stick to the script." Klara said as she jabbed the sheaf of papers she was holding with a pointed finger. "Why, Klara? Because she is some big shot Soldier Bitch. I'am not afraid of her, she is the invader and the people have a right to know, who she really is." Viktoriya shot back. At 30 and 27 respectively, they had both been dating for 3 years now both argued more times then not. Viktoriya had sculptured cheekbones with angular features and narrow blue eyes, her platinum blonde hair done up in a high ponytail, with diamond earrings that glittered. She was dressed in an expensive matching blue suit with jacket and slacks, that matched her eyes, with black high heels on her feet. Underwhich she wore a black slim blouse. Whereas her lover, Klara was a shoulder length auburn haired beauty with shallow cheekbones, slightly squared features and pale turquoise eyes. She was dressed in a red leather jacket, under which she wore a white tank top with a silver locker around her neck, with black skinny jeans belted at at the waist by a matching red leather belt and laced red converse sneakers on her feet. Her photo ID hung around her neck. "They will throw you in prison, Vikki. And where will that leave us. I'am only trying to look out for you. Stop pushing me away." Klara walked closer to her lover, caressing her arm. Viktoriya gave a soft moan of desire as she returned the gesture. " I know Klara, it's just I hate those Russian bastards and how they are raping our nation." They drew in close. "Me too, Vikki but what choice do we have. I don't want to see you in prison." As the two lent into kiss, they heard the sound of tinkling at their feet. They looked down to see a grenade at their feet. "What the--" Was all Klara could manage as the grenade emitted white gas, they coughed and spluttered as they were overcame by the gas. They quickly collapsed unconscious as they fell on top of one another. As the gas dispersed, Miranda and Nadja tore off their gas masks. "That's a shame, I wanted to see them kiss before we tossed the grenade. You are so mean." Teased Miranda as they laughed passionately kissing each other. "Right. Let's get these two naked." Said Nadja as they dragged the unconscious women to the centre of the studio, as Tanya walked towards them, the unconscious camerawoman flung over her shoulder. "Right, shall we start the betting?" She said as she set the brunette camera woman down beside the bodies of the producer and news anchor.


After they had stripped off their catsuits, and Miranda had taken the appropriate wagers. They begun to strip the unconscious women. "I'am expecting great things from this bird, this suit is very pricey so her underwear must be." Miranda said as she removed the unconscious blondes jewellery and pricey high heels. " Smug-face. All we are going to get is cheap chic." Teased Nadja as she unlaced the producers trainers. "Yep, I called it. Camera girl is wearing a camisole. She as nice tits too" Tanya smiled as she admired the unconscious woman's nipples, peaking through the thin fabric of her camisole. "We have a winner, there goes £50 to Tanya." Miranda said as she pulled up the blonde into a seated position, slipping off her suit jacket. "Wow that's a nice surprise, this girl's wearing blue floral lace, take a look, my heart." Nadja smiled as she unbelted the producers black jeans, peeling them down past her legs and gestured at the blue lace thong. " Very nice, my love. You see not cheap chic after all, they loved each other after all." Miranda reassured her wife as she unbuttoned the blondes silk blouse. "Like I love you my heart." Miranda lent in and passionately kissed her wife. "I !ove you too, Nads. Forever and always." She said as they parted. Miranda blew her a kiss as she gently pulled off the blondes silk blouse. "Yes! This one's got a one piece look, fantastic." Miranda quickly unbuttoned the blondes matching trousers, peeling them off her legs. Nadja looked over, as she pulled down the producers panties exposing her small pink clean shaven vulva. "Sweet, it's been a while since we have had one of those. Paris wasn't it?" Miranda nodded as she started to peel off the onesie from the blondes athletic body. "Yep, that pretty gendarme. I still have it." Once she was done, Miranda stepped into it admiring the rounded C-cup breasts of the blonde with full light pink areolas and her full vulva crowned with a trimmed strip of golden pubic hair. "You look great in her underwear, my heart." Said Nadja as she finished stripping the producer, kneeling next to her naked unconscious body her firm C-cups on display with dark red perky areolas. Miranda blew her another kiss, as they finished getting dressed in their stolen clothes. "I don't know which is better, stripping those Russians or stripping these Ukrainians. They are all gorgeous." Said Miranda as she took the mimic gun, assuming the blonde interviewers identity and knelt by her copying her ponytail, passing the mimic gun to her wife "I told you before we came here, our women are the best in the world." Smiled Tanya, who was wearing the face of the pretty camera woman, as she copied the naked brunettes braided ponytail, admiring her slim naked body with small springy B-cups and small vulva crowned with a trimmed triangle of dark brown pubic hair. After Nadja had finished assuming the form of the red headed producer, they dragged the naked unconscious women towards a large crate, near Camera 1 stashing them inside one on top of the other and sealing it. Miranda felt her earpiece crackle. " Nightingale this is Pavlova. The package as arrived. I repeat the package as arrived." Miranda clapped her hands. "Alright, everyone we are on. Let's get into position and bag this bitch." Nadja pulled her into a passionate embrace. "Here my heart, dose her with some Veritas. She will be eating out of our hands like a canary." Nadja passed her a dart gun loaded with blue Veritas serum, after they had pulled out. Miranda missed her on the cheek. "Let's break a leg." She said as she sat behind the news desk.



As the staff car carrying the general and her escort approached the checkpoint, Pavlova stepped out in front holding out her hand as Vanderbilt took position by the barrier. As she approached the driver's side door, she appraised the occupants. The general was accompanied by three female soldiers wearing the same uniform Pavlova and Squad 1 had stolen from the sentries. They were all very pretty, one dark haired brunette with a braided ponytail that extended past her left shoulder, and other two were blondes, one with honey blonde braided pigtails the other with dark blonde, almost light brown with a small braided ponytail. The general herself was gorgeous, General Marina Belova had golden blonde hair done up into a sensible bun, with high cheekbones angular features and almond shaped deep blue eyes. She was dressed in a green staff uniform, which consisted of a matching jacket with her rank displayed proudly on her collar and epaulettes, medals displayed on her left breast, green skirt that came below her knees with black pumps on her feet. Underwhich she wore a grey shirt, with a black tie cinched to her throat. Her jacket belted at the waist, with her 9mm makarov holstered on her left hip. Pavlova saluted her. " General, good morning. We will let you through right away." Belova returned her salute. "Very good Corporal." Pavlova signalled Vanderbilt to lift the barrier, as the staff car drove past them as both women saluted. Pavlova put her hand to her ear. "Squad one, the general as additional protection, over. Once the package is inside the studio, neutalise them and secure their uniforms for group 6 over." Pavlova gestured to Vanderbilt as they walked towards the Studio.


With her feet, still perched on the naked ass of the unconscious Olena, Zhang flashed the general a warm smile with her stolen face. "Greetings General, I will telephone the studio. Let them know you are here." She picked up the phone on the desk, dialling it. " Yes, the General is here for her 08:00am interview. Thank you." She turned back to the General. "The producer will be right out, in five minutes." Zhang smiled. Sure enough, Nadja wearing the stolen face of the producer emerged from the studio. "General Belova, I'am Klara Shvets UPN producer. You honor us with your presence here today." The General shook her hand. "I'am here to reassure our Ukrainian cousins of our good intentions, and to shore up morale in the wake of these disturbing reports." Nadja smiled "Excellent. We are eager to hear your side, after all." The General signalled her guards to wait by her car, as she followed Nadja into the studio.


As Privates Ekaterina Titova, Oksana Guseva and Ilya Kiselyova, 23, 22 and 19 respectively, prepared for what was going to be a long morning they each lit up their cigarettes and started to chat about the recent disabling of the black sea fleet. "What I heard was that it wasn't the Ukrainians at all it was the American's." Said the dark haired Ilya. Oksana the lighter haired blonde scoffed. "That's bullshit, llya. The Americans don't even back Zidovsky anymore, not after he murdered Volkov. No it was aliens, I'am telling you we are not alone in the universe." Ekaterina the darker blonde laughed shaking her head. "Now who's talking bullshit, Oksana." Oksana rounded on her friend. "Ok how do you explain the disappearances of the Cadets, uh. I reckon that aliens abducted them, stole their faces and uniforms then disabled the fleet with their advanced weapons." Before anybody could call Ekaterina out on her bullshit, the three sentries felt the curious sensation of electricity coursing through their bodies. Letting out small cries of pain as they collapsed to the ground unconscious in a heap. " Aliens, my ass. Dumb bitches." Said Donnelly as the four members of Squad 1 lowered their shock pistols. "That was so fucking hot, sissy." Cried out Foley as she kissed her fiancée passionately. "Ok. Guys let's get these bitches naked, group 6 needs their uniforms." Said Pavlova as she holstered her shock pistol. Vanderbilt, Donnelly and Foley knelt by the unconscious Russians and began to strip them.



As Miranda sat behind the news desk, her dart gun concealed underneath, she could see Nadja lead the general into the studio. She was a looker, alright, not as good looking as Nads but attractive. For a second, Miranda wondered what it would feel like to wear her uniform." Greetings, General Belova. Viktoriya Pretrenko UPN. A pleasure to have you on our show today." Miranda flashed her a fake smile with her stolen face. "Thank you for having me, Viktoriya." Miranda readied her dartgun. "Now to our first question. General Belova, have you ever lost your inhibitions and been rendered powerless before." The General blinked. "E-excuse me? I don't understand the question." Miranda drew her dartgun "Here allow me at demonstrate." Before the General could react, Miranda shot her in the neck with a Veritas dart. Suddenly the General's eyes glazed over, and she started to giggled as the Veritas took hold. "My god, Miranda. That was so fucking hot. I love it when you play with them like." Nadja come rushing over, jumping in het, passionately kissing her on the lips."Wait, I have got a great idea. General, could you strip off that uniform, underwear too and give to me. It would be a great idea, no?" The General stood up, and started to unbuttoned her jacket, loosening her belt. "Yes, an absolutely great idea. Why didn't I think of it before." Belova giggled as she stripped off her uniform. Nadja turned and passionately kissed her wife. " For me? I love you so much, my heart." Tanya walked over, as Belova was in the process of removing her skirt. "Wow! A striptease to boot. This as been one hell of a morning. Hang on, I will fetch Zhang. We don't her to miss out after all." Soon all four SOG 6 members were treated to the site of Belova, stripping off her matching white lace bra, lace thong, suspenders and stockings. Miranda and Nadja passionately kissed as they beheld the naked General, admiring her well formed C-cup breasts with pink rose petal areolas and small pink vulva trimmed with a small tuft of gold pubic hair, her toned athletic body on display. Belova walked over naked, handing her uniform to Miranda. "Here have fun. Do what you want with it, I want to play with the butterflies." She giggled. Nadja gave her a neck pinch with her shock glove, electricity coursed through her body as she let out a small cry of arousal, collapsing to the ground unconscious. After she stripped off the interviewer clothes, Miranda dressed in the General's uniform, including the underwear, then quickly assumed her form, copying her bun. When she was finished, Nadja passionately kissed her wife. "This will be new, I never made out with a superior officer before, much less a General." Miranda giggled, as Tanya threw the naked General over her shoulder. Their work done, group 6 walked out of the studio.


As they left, they were greeted by Sergeant Pavlova and the sight of three completely naked, completely hot Russian soldiers. Pavlova saluted Miranda and laughed. "Morning, General Miranda. We have secured additional uniforms, for your security details." Miranda laughed as she returned the salute. She turned to her team. "Ladies, get dressed. We are leaving in style." In five minutes, Tanya, Zhang and Nadja had dressed in the uniforms of the General's guard, and assumed their forms, copying their hairstyles. Tanya had gone for the dark blonde, Zhang for the honey blonde and Nadja had went dark. When they had finished, squad one concealed the naked unconscious bodies in the bushes, and Donnelly had scrounger up a jeep. Tanya stuffed the General's naked body into the trunk, as Nadja opened the door for Miranda throwing her a mock salute. " Thank you Private Nadja, I expect to see you in my quarters later this evening for a full...debriefing." She added suggestively. Nadja passionately kissed her. "Of course, General." She said as she pulled out. With that the four members of SOG 6 and the 4 members of Squad 1 drove out of the TV station, heading back towards Kyiv. Reflecting on an another job well done.

[simon4242]

wonderful can we have epilogue describing how everyone was found lol

[Stormtrooper1990]

SHADOW INITIATIVE OPERATIONS REPORT

Mission:- Operation Snatch and Grab

Date:- 02/05/2023

Deployment:- SOG 6, Squad 1 3rd IRT


Attending Agents:-

SOG 6: SO Miranda' Nightingale' Croft' SO Nadja 'Vesper' Gadot, SO Tanya 'Mira' Chernova, Op Zhang 'Lupa' Ziyi.

1st Squad 3rd IRT: Sgt Ivana Pavlova, Cpl Karina Vanderbilt, Pvt Siobhan Donnelly, Pvt Annabeth Foley

Objective: Kidnap Russian General Marina Belova for processing and interrogation.


Mission Outcome: Success


Mission Summary


At 07:00am local time, SOG 6 and 1st Squad 3 IRT where inserted in country near the Ukrainian People's Television station. At 07:45, they commenced infiltration operations. Using a combination of Veritas Serum and Close Quarter takedowns, 1st subdued the four Russian sentries on the TV station perimeter and stole their uniforms. Clearing the way for SOG 6.


Upon entering the building, the receptionist was subdued by Operative Chang, who stole her clothes and identity. Allowing Senior Operatives Croft, Gadot and Chernova to subdue the three female civilians inside the studio. After stealing their clothes and identities, the senior Operatives set the trap for General Belova.


At 08:00am, the General had arrived with her guard detail and was waved through by Pavlova and Vanderbilt, both disguised as Russian soldiers. After the General entered the studios, 1st Squad neutralised the General's security detail, acquiring their uniforms, for SOG 6 and the General's vehicle for extraction. Falling for the trap, the General was subdued by SO Croft by Veritas Serum. Croft ordered the General to strip naked. Powerless to resist, the General gave SO Croft her uniform, Croft then dressed in her uniform and assumed her identity. After rendering the General unconscious, SOG 6 exited the studio dressing in the uniforms provided by 1st squad, and assumed the identities of Belovas guard detail.


SOG 6 and 1st Squad, exfilled together in stolen vehicles and returned to the Kyiv Forward Operating Base at 12:00pm local time. Reports intercepted from the local Russian garrison at Donetsk, said the naked bodies of the 11 women were not discovered until 3:00pm when a patrol as sent to look for the missing General. Currently, they have no idea of our presence in the area.


Reports from the front indicate, that Mariupol was relieved by SI and Ukrainian ground forces in the evening 19:00 pm local time, the Russian front completely collapsing without the presence of their charismatic commander. Donetsk was seized by SI forces at 01:00am local time on the 03/05/2023.


Signed

Carrie Reynolds Logistics and Support Officer SOG 6
Shadow Initiative

[simon4242]

marvellous

[meditions142]

Just absolutely amazing. What a story. There is so much good stuff I will just highlight some things I found particularly terrific.

The Polina scene is amazing. Love the image of a blissful, giggling totally drugged Polina being dragged into the bushes. And the great comment “hey boss, we you a sentry. And she is a cutie.”

And love Donnelly and Foley asking if they can have some fun with Polina while stripping her. And great comment from Ivana “then introduce her to Mr. Shocky.” Love the way they are treating Polina kind of like a plaything. Also great they way while they are kissing and caressing Polina once they are finished Donnelly just quickly covers her mouth and pinches her Vagus Nerve with the shock glove. Donnelly then just lets her body fall to the ground.

I love the idea that Polina basically doomed her colleagues by making them easy targets by providing their locations. Not that she could have done anything to prevent it thanks to the Veritas Serum’s effect on her.

The Natalia and Feodora scene was terrific. Once again sentries who are dumb enough to take a smoke break. We get another great ironic scene as the woman are talking about SI as they are being stalked. Love Natalia’s comment “Do you know what they do to sentries like us?” Love the image of them being grabbed, pulled into the bushes and then slumping back Donnelly and Foley’s arms. And again the great detachment. The two young, beautiful, women are just “sentries two and three” to Donnelly and Foley. Well, and a chance to admire some tits.

We also of course get another dumb guard mistake with Dasha about to call Olena. I like Karina’s comment “you Russian girls really are the most beautiful girls I stripped” and “nice tits, beautiful” comment to the unconscious Dasha.

Another great receptionist scene Olena. Great comment from Zhang with “I like your uniform, I will be taking it off you now, good night” as she shoots Olena with the shock bullet. Great description of Olena crying out from the pain of being hit and then slumping back in her chair unconscious. And then we get the great “I am really sorry about this . . . Olena” comment. And of course it is great Olena had racy undies on.

We then get a use of the mimic gun followed by the great image of Zhang pulling the naked, unconscious woman out of her chair and rolling her under the desk. The little exchange between Tanya and Zhang about Olena was fantastic. Great dialogue “you took her down gently I assume?” with the reply “a shock round to the chest, she didn’t know what hit her. She is under the desk now if you fancy a quick peak.” And we of course get the great image of Zhang casually resting her feet on Olena’s naked ass.

We then get the TV crews’ take out. Liked the idea of Daryna being pulled over the crate and out of site as she is knocked out. Question. It mentions the Vagus Nerve pinch but not if the shock glove was used. Did Tanya use the shock glove on her?

I like that we get to see the Morpheus Gas used on Klara and Vikoriya. Seems nearly all the SI tools were in use on this one.

I really liked the take out of Ekaterina, Oksana and Ilya. Just such a classic. The three soldiers are not expecting anything and just light up their cigarettes and chat about what SI had done to the fleet. Then they suddenly cry out and drop to the ground unconscious. More victims of the shock bullets. It obviously impressive Foley given her excellent “That was so fucking hot, sissy” comment. Again the detachment. The three women have just had their CNSs disrupted and shutdown and will unconscious for at least eight hours but it is just some sexy fun for our infiltrators.

Great epilogue too describing finding 11 naked women!

I can’t believe how good your stories are. So much fun to read.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Just absolutely amazing. What a story. There is so much good stuff I will just highlight some things I found particularly terrific.

The Polina scene is amazing. Love the image of a blissful, giggling totally drugged Polina being dragged into the bushes. And the great comment “hey boss, we you a sentry. And she is a cutie.”

And love Donnelly and Foley asking if they can have some fun with Polina while stripping her. And great comment from Ivana “then introduce her to Mr. Shocky.” Love the way they are treating Polina kind of like a plaything. Also great they way while they are kissing and caressing Polina once they are finished Donnelly just quickly covers her mouth and pinches her Vagus Nerve with the shock glove. Donnelly then just lets her body fall to the ground.

I love the idea that Polina basically doomed her colleagues by making them easy targets by providing their locations. Not that she could have done anything to prevent it thanks to the Veritas Serum’s effect on her.

The Natalia and Feodora scene was terrific. Once again sentries who are dumb enough to take a smoke break. We get another great ironic scene as the woman are talking about SI as they are being stalked. Love Natalia’s comment “Do you know what they do to sentries like us?” Love the image of them being grabbed, pulled into the bushes and then slumping back Donnelly and Foley’s arms. And again the great detachment. The two young, beautiful, women are just “sentries two and three” to Donnelly and Foley. Well, and a chance to admire some tits.

We also of course get another dumb guard mistake with Dasha about to call Olena. I like Karina’s comment “you Russian girls really are the most beautiful girls I stripped” and “nice tits, beautiful” comment to the unconscious Dasha.

Another great receptionist scene Olena. Great comment from Zhang with “I like your uniform, I will be taking it off you now, good night” as she shoots Olena with the shock bullet. Great description of Olena crying out from the pain of being hit and then slumping back in her chair unconscious. And then we get the great “I am really sorry about this . . . Olena” comment. And of course it is great Olena had racy undies on.

We then get a use of the mimic gun followed by the great image of Zhang pulling the naked, unconscious woman out of her chair and rolling her under the desk. The little exchange between Tanya and Zhang about Olena was fantastic. Great dialogue “you took her down gently I assume?” with the reply “a shock round to the chest, she didn’t know what hit her. She is under the desk now if you fancy a quick peak.” And we of course get the great image of Zhang casually resting her feet on Olena’s naked ass.

We then get the TV crews’ take out. Liked the idea of Daryna being pulled over the crate and out of site as she is knocked out. Question. It mentions the Vagus Nerve pinch but not if the shock glove was used. Did Tanya use the shock glove on her?

I like that we get to see the Morpheus Gas used on Klara and Vikoriya. Seems nearly all the SI tools were in use on this one.

I really liked the take out of Ekaterina, Oksana and Ilya. Just such a classic. The three soldiers are not expecting anything and just light up their cigarettes and chat about what SI had done to the fleet. Then they suddenly cry out and drop to the ground unconscious. More victims of the shock bullets. It obviously impressive Foley given her excellent “That was so fucking hot, sissy” comment. Again the detachment. The three women have just had their CNSs disrupted and shutdown and will unconscious for at least eight hours but it is just some sexy fun for our infiltrators.

Great epilogue too describing finding 11 naked women!

I can’t believe how good your stories are. So much fun to read.

Thanks Meds


Tanya did indeed use the the shock glove on Daryna.


My favourite scene to write was Polina's, narrowly followed by Olena. I made Polina to be a hard ass Corporal, who particularly picked on Dasha. The fact that the Veritas turned her from a tough soldier chick to Mewling babe was priceless.

And with Olena I thought it was about time, that Zhang has her very own more detailed solo takedown, emphasising just how far she as come from the shy slightly understated character to the kick ass extrovert she is now. Tanya's influence no doubt.


All that remains is for SOG 6 to end the war and force the Russians to the peace table, and for that they are going to kidnap the Russian President. She visits the Ukrainian front line to provide a moral boost for the Russian Army, but the SI seizes the opportunity to end the war...


I was also thinking of Starting a spin off series, featuring Squad 1 as they embark on their very own missions, with Donnelly and Foley being the main characters, and I want to set it after D and F's escape from Darkwatch, after their enlistment into the SI. But it will have a slightly different flavour as being a Special Infiltration Team, they do not have access to the Mimic gun.

[meditions142]

My favourite scene to write was Polina's, narrowly followed by Olena. I made Polina to be a hard ass Corporal, who particularly picked on Dasha. The fact that the Veritas turned her from a tough soldier chick to Mewling babe was priceless.

And with Olena I thought it was about time, that Zhang has her very own more detailed solo takedown, emphasising just how far she as come from the shy slightly understated character to the kick ass extrovert she is now. Tanya's influence no doubt.

Those two were fantastic. Really fun scenes.

Even though it was a quick scene I might actually consider the scene with the three soldiers my favorite. Something cool about the idea of each of them being hit simultaneously, crying out and then falling on top of each other. Poor girls. Not only does the shock round hurt but it doesn't even give them a little orgasm as they are being knocked out like the shock glove does.

[Stormtrooper1990]

My favourite scene to write was Polina's, narrowly followed by Olena. I made Polina to be a hard ass Corporal, who particularly picked on Dasha. The fact that the Veritas turned her from a tough soldier chick to Mewling babe was priceless.

And with Olena I thought it was about time, that Zhang has her very own more detailed solo takedown, emphasising just how far she as come from the shy slightly understated character to the kick ass extrovert she is now. Tanya's influence no doubt.

Those two were fantastic. Really fun scenes.

Even though it was a quick scene I might actually consider the scene with the three soldiers my favorite. Something cool about the idea of each of them being hit simultaneously, crying out and then falling on top of each other. Poor girls. Not only does the shock round hurt but it doesn't even give them a little orgasm as they are being knocked out like the shock glove does.

Poor things, they just have the indignity and landing in a heap then being stripped completely naked by Squad 1 who then hand their uniforms over to SOG 6 and then are dumped into the bushes.

My other fun scene was when Miranda darted the General and told her to strip, providing both a disguise for Miranda and some entertainment for the others. She then walks out-of the TV Station in style with a new uniform for her collection.