Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 12 On Human Government Palaces Pt 4: The United Nations

[Stormtrooper1990]

It had been just over a week since my capture by the MiB, during my failed exploration of the Elysées Palace in the French capital. Kremm had agreed to teach me two of the famed non-lethal techniques, perfected by the Royal Guard, but before my training could begin I already had a clear destination in mind. Thanks to the incompetence of my captors, I had been made aware of the United Nations, researching it on my datapad using the ever handy human internet. I was intrigued. Was it a sign that humanity were starting to shake off the primitive limitations of nationhood and adopting the one world system of representation, like we Zenobians? I had to investigate. So putting off writing up my first draft, I prepared to escape captivity once more. And of course I didn't need to wait long for my dependable friend and bodyguard, Kremm to break me out...


Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society


MiB Secure Holding Facility, Beneath Central Park Friday 1st March 2024 10:00am


And there you go! Finally that's chapters 4 and 12 Pt 3, proofread. No more mention of France as Florida. Ellana smiled as she finished her entries on her previous chapters, putting down her datapad she rose from her cot stretching. It had been a little over a week since her capture at the Elysées Palace in France and the MiB had really upped their game this time. They had deployed 6 male guards in a rotating pattern who guarded her cell 24 hours a day, from a small guardroom just down the corridor from her cell. Again no females in sight. A shame really, I do want to strip one of those female guards and don the uniform. Perhaps another time. Ellana wasn't concerned, she had told Kremm of her plan to escape at this hour and investigate the UN. I do hope he's alright. If he were caught well that would be an end to my sabbatico. I wonder where he is? The sight of a black clad human male flying from the guardroom in front of her answered her question. The guard let out a brief cry that was cut short as he impacted the wall, sliding down unconscious in a heap. As a tall armoured figure knelt by him, snapping off the key card from around his neck. "Kremm! You magnificent bastard!" She shouted as her erstwhile Bodyguard ran towards her a huge grin on his face. "There must have been 6 guards in that guardroom. How?!" Kremm winked at her as he tore out the junction box that controlled her cell. "They all fell before my might! A victory for the Royal Guard!" He beamed as he handed her the card. Ellana shook her head facepalming. " Oh Kremm. Not Gryphen Pt:1 A Champions Rise? That's the most hammest line in Zenobian movie history. You know that simulation was a flop right?" Kremm still smiling, shrugged. "It's still a cult classic amongst Royal Guards." Ellana laughed as she gripped his wrist. "How I missed you old friend, keep your head down. I'am off to find this UN place." She said as she ran past him, down the corridor towards the exit. "You know me Princess. I always keep to the shadows." He called after her.


Central Park 10:30am


Ellana took a breath of fresh air as she removed the manhole cover, emerging into Central Park an area she had come to love just as much as the sensory gardens at the Royal Palace back home. She had come out behind a row of bushes not far away from a footpath, where there weren't many humans around. I need a change of clothes, face and transportation if I'am to journey north to Turtle Bay. Suddenly, the sound of wheels scraping off the tarmac at high speed towards her snapped Ellana from her thoughts. Stripping off her prison clothes in anticipation Ellana crept into the bushes. Ahead of her gaining speed was a young human female, on what could only be described as a small wooden board on wheels. Not what I would call transportation but beggars can't be choosers. And she is rather pleasing on the eye. The young female was an attractive girl with youthful diamond shaped features, slender cheekbones and bright blue eyes. Her long dark brown hair with red highlights , under her black helmet and knit beanie along with protective knee and elbow pads. She was wearing a cropped "Jack Daniels" black tank top that exposed her trim pierced navel, white denim shorts with black converse trainers. She also had ear studs and a nasal ring piercing that made her more attractive. You will do nicely, my dear. Ellana tensed as she prepared to grab the girl, as she as she reached her position.


Abigail Hemsworth enjoyed the feel of the wind in her face as she skated down the path. This is freedom. Feeling the wind on your skin, not sitting in high school listening to Mr Parkes drone on about history. It's too bad my sweet Crissy couldn't be here with me, I hope she gets over that stomach bug soon. I hate skating alone. As she skated past a row of bushes, Abigail didn't see a pink hand shoot out from the bush grabbing her tank top pulling her inside. She didn't have time to scream as she saw a pink skinned blue haired female figure, plant a kiss on her soft lips straddling hef. What? That can't be possible! It as to be a trick of the lig..oh my god? The strange girl caressed Abigail's cheek, causing a wave of arousal to flow down her spine like a waterfall. Despite her love for Chrissy Abigail hungrily returned the kiss, as the woman removed her headwear then unfastened her jeans shorts. I'am sorry, Chrissy I'am so sorry.. was her final thought before she slumped unconscious underneath a carbon copy of herself. Ellana smiled as she straddled Abigail, removing her pads. "Abigail Hemsworth, 18, High School Senior. She plans to flunk school and join her girlfriend in becoming full time skaters. They both hope to go pro. She doesn't talk to her parents because they don't approve of her being a lesbian." As an afterthought she grabbed the skateboard before anyone spotted it.


After removing Abigail's pads, Ellana took out the girl's collection of piercings including the right nostril ring, inserting them in before unlacing Abigail's sneakers pulling them off her feet. Lacing up the girl's sneakers, Ellana hoisted the unconscious Abigail in a seated position holding up arms as she pulled the tank top over her head letting the half naked body flop back down onto the grass. She admired the small pretty A-cup breasts of Abigail with full dark pink puffy areolas, as she pulled on the stolen tank top. Having already unfastened the girl's denim shorts, Ellana worked them off her slender hips peeling them off her long slender legs followed by the solid black G-string thong that had covered Abigail's modesty, exposing a small clean shaven clitoris with a small but pert tight buttocks. Pulling up the scant undergarment, Ellana quickly got dressed in the rest of Abigail's clothes fastening on the pads then pulling the headwear on. Once she had strapped the helmet on, Ellana dragged the naked petite body of Abigail deeper into the bushes tossing her prison outfit over her. I have no time to tie her up, I must get to the UN as quick as I can Using the girl's memories, Ellana walked out of the bushes skating towards the north park exit.



Upper East Side 11:15am



While Ellana enjoyed the feel of the wind in her stolen face, sending her hair flying around her like a dashing Gravball forward, she knew that she wasn't making good progress. Cutting through the back alleys as she dodged busy rush hour traffic had shaved off a bit of time, and was quite the adrenaline rush but Ellana knew it wouldn't be until late afternoon by the time she reached the UN. I need a more direct means of transportation and perhaps a new face, although I do like this appearance. As she rounded the next alley, ignoring the cursing from an angry businesswoman as she nearly cut her down, Ellana spotted an NYPD patrol car parked dead centre in the alley. A young dark skinned female police officer, had opened her car door putting a cup of coffee on her roof. Skut me! There's no way around! I'am going to crash right into her! Bracing herself, Ellana crashed full speed into into the back of the officer, who let out a squeak of pain as they both hit the pavement. The woman's hat falling from her head. "What the fuck...?" Was all the officer could manage as she lay dazed next to her. Ellana reacted quickly pinning her onto the pavement with a passionate kiss, caressing her cheek to calm the stricken officer. Letting out an aroused moan, the ebony skinned cop returned the kiss as Ellana felt her form shift into that of the officer, her breasts enlarging skin changing colour. Letting out a sigh the officer slumped unconscious underneath Ellana. " Sherice Tate, 24, NYPD Officer. She's planning a wedding with her fiancé, a white detective in robbery-homicide. She hopes to make detective one day." She said as she stripped off Abigail's clothes, regarding the unconscious woman. Well as mum always says "If life gives you Smloks then make cocktails."



Sherice was an attractive woman with squared features, high cheekbones. Her dark black hair tied into a bun. Her uniform consisted of a matching navy long sleeve shirt and trousers with her nameplate below her badge on her right breast, NYPD shield on her left shoulder. A navy undershirt with "NYPD stencilled in the collar. Ellana first removed Sherice's equipment belt which included her cuffs, baton and firearm then unlaced her shoes pulling them off along with her white cotton socks. Unbuttoning her shirt Ellana sat the unconscious officer against her patrol car, slipping the garment off her shoulders one arm at a time. Holding up the woman's arms she pulled the undershirt up over her head, exposing Sherice's firm c-cup breasts covered with a white nike sports bra as her arms flopped back down. Reaching around the woman's back, Ellana unhooked her sports bra pulling it free from her chest taking the time to admire her full firm c-cup breasts with circular perky dark brown areolas. After clasping on the bra, she unfastened the cops trousers working them off her shapely hips whipping them off her long toned ebony legs along with her matching white hipster shorts. Revealing a full brown womanhood crowned by a trimmed fan of dark brown pubic hair. Pulling up the shorts up between her thighs, Ellana pulled on the rest of officer Sherice Tate's uniform. Once she had copied the woman's hair style setting the fallen hat on her head, Ellana popped open the patrol cars trunk dragging the athletic naked officer around the back. Finding some duct tape in the back, she taped up Sherice's wrists and ankles gagging her with a strip before rolling the woman into the trunk, onto her side tossing in Abigail's clothes and skateboard in with her. Getting a good glimpse of the cops peach shaped buttocks, Ellana snapped the trunk locking in. Taking the coffee from the roof, Ellana sipped at it as she closed the door. Now this is more like it. The patrol car should get me there in a flash and the officers uniform will come in handy, to acquire myself a new form once I reached the UN. Finishing the officers cappuccino, Ellana put the car into gear driving out onto the main road. Following the signs to the UN Building.



The UN Underground Parking Lot 11:45am, Turtle Bay


Ellana had made good time through the streets of Upper Manhattan, she had even used the police lights on her patrol car to part the traffic before her. The uniform had gotten her into the underground parking lot, without so much as a security check. This is why I love stripping authority figures. The humans are just hardwired to obey and trust the uniform. Not that different from us in that regard. As she sat in her stolen patrol car, Ellana scanned the darkened area looking for a suitable human female with UN credentials, knowing her uniform wouldn't do much good in the UN proper. Sure enough she saw a young strawberry blonde woman pull up ahead and to the left of her position. Getting out of her car, Ellana walked up to the woman appraising her as she got out of her red VW Beetle. She was a pretty little thing, with rounded features and shallow cheekbones her narrow green eyes framed by square spectacles. Long strawberry blonde hair tied into a ponytail with a red scrunchie. She was dressed in a bright red pantsuit her ID pinned onto the hemline of her trousers, underwhich was a white low cut top that emphasised her small B-cup breasts, with black high heels. A red leather handbag looped over her shoulder. Her slender neck adorned by a red silk cameo necklace with dangling small hooped earrings. Smiling Ellana approached her, using the trust imparted by the uniform.



"Good afternoon, ma'am." Foster Kinnerman looked up as she exited her car to see a pretty black NYPD Officer approach her. "Good afternoon Officer...Tate." she said glancing at the woman's badge as she locked her car door. "Is everything alright?" The officer cocked her head smiling. "Of course. I just need a few things from you....Foster." The ebony officer glanced at her ID before raising her hand. "What are you...oh my?" Foster breathed aroused as the cop caressed her cheek taking the keys from her hand opening her car door before planting a kiss on her lips, embracing her as a lover. Foster returned the kiss hungrily as she was lowered onto her car seat. Officer Tate straddling her. Oh my god! Being kissed by a cop! It's a like a dream. I have always loved a woman in uniform... Foster then let out an aroused sigh as she slumped in the cops arms, on her front seats. Ellana a carbon copy of Foster smiled as she stripped off Officer Tate's uniform. "Foster Kinnerman, 23, UN Staffer. She's an avid gamer and plays World of Warcraft, whatever on Zenobia that is. She also does LARPing as a Blood Elf Mage. Well you don't look magical. Cute yes but not magical."



After closing the car door behind her, Ellana removed Foster's jewellery putting it on herself before slipping off her high heels then adopting her ponytail. Using the small space of the car, Ellana opened out the woman's jacket slipping loose from her shoulders before flicking her arms up. Pulling up her low cut top over her head revealed her low cut crimson lace front fastening bra protecting her B-cups. Ellana unclipped Foster's bra revealing small but well formed breasts with circular puffy pink areolas. Fastening on the woman's bra, she unzipped her trousers working them off Fosters hips peeling them down her long shiny legs before whipping off her matching tanga thong. Ellana admired the girl's small pink vulva topped by a small trimmed tuft of strawberry blonde hair as she pulled on the woman's panties. She finished getting dressed in Fosters suit, putting on the glasses before popping open her trunk. Taking the slim naked woman under her shoulders Ellana dragged her to her waiting trunk, rolling her inside then taping up her limbs and gagging her as she glanced at the girls peach shaped tight buttocks. With the girl secured, Ellana snapped shut the trunk looping the handbag over her shoulder locking up the VW Beetle as she walked towards the elevator bank. Putting the keys into her stolen handbag, Ellana got into the elevator using Foster's memories to guide her as she ascended into the UN building.



The UN Building 12:15pm



As it turned out, the woman Ellana had replaced was nothing more than a lowly file clerk who wasn't anything particularly noteworthy. I always seem to replace these types of women. It reminds me of my exploration into the Elysées Palace. I believe the french have a saying for it; déja vû. So after half an hour of boring office tedium of filing away trade agreements, Ellana made her way down to the canteen a new plan forming in her mind. Collecting a sandwich and cup of coffee, she sat down to eat scanning the room for a new form. I must replace an ambassador, a woman of status that will get me in to observe a meeting in the central chamber. First things first, I need the form of an aide. The came when she overheard two young women standing near a water cooler, one American the other a pretty british girl with dark tanned skin, heart shaped features high cheekbones and bright hazel almond shaped eyes. Her jet black hair hung in a long braided ponytail. She was clutching a file to her small breasts. Taking a bite of her ham sandwich Ellana listened in. " So Sunita I suppose you're off to deliver those trade declarations to Ambassador Papadopoulou for Ambassador Matthews?" Asked the American girl as she took a gulp of water as Sunita smiled. "That's right, Melanie. The ambassador wants her to have these files before she goes to the trade meeting with the Turkish delegation. I hope he finally notices me..." Melanie looked down at her outfit appreciatively. Sunita was dressed in a blue low cut short sleeve shirt, black knee skirt with sandal heels. Around her neck was a silver chain, complemented by silver looped earrings. "Girl you look hot. That ambassador of yours must be blind if he doesn't notice you. I mean I wouldn't turn you down." Sunita blushed slightly as Melanie stroked her forearm. " I..I should go take these to the ambassador. The meetings at one. See you later, Mel." Bading her farewell, Sunita made for the canteen exit. Finishing off her lunch, Ellana followed her out rubbing her hands together. Her form is perfect. It will let access the Greek ambassador and attend this meeting



Sunita Sharma walked down the deserted corridor on her way to the Greek delegation, the touch of her friend Melanie fresh in her mind. I have always liked Melanie and wondered what it would be like to kiss another woman but I like men, especially Ambassador Matthews. Even if he doesn't notice me now he's bound to once I deliver these agreements. He is so dreamy... Suddenly she felt her right heel slip slightly as she reached a broom cupboard. Stupid shoes, I knew I should have worn flats... Sighing Sunita bent down to fix her heel. As soon as she stood back up, she suddenly felt a slender hand clamp around her mouth stifling her cry of surprise. "Shh! Pretty little thing. Allow me take those shoes off you. Along with everything else." The woman hissed softly in her ear, caressing her cheek with her free hand. Sunita relaxed as a calm arousal flooded over her as she was dragged into the broom cupboard, still clutching her papers. She came face to face with a pretty blonde woman with square glasses, who planted a full kiss on Sunita's lush lip who removed her jacket, letting it fall to the ground before unbuttoning her tight blouse. Sunita returned the kiss hungrily as she felt the woman's tongue probe her mouth. So this is what it's like kissing another woman. Perhaps I have been looking in the wrong place... Was her final thought as she slid unconscious down the wall of the cupboard. Ellana smacked her lips together as she stripped out of Foster's suit. "Sunita Sharma, 22, Junior Aide to the British Ambassador. She as a huge crush on the British Ambassador and dresses provocatively to catch his eye. He never notices her though. Since he's married with two children." She said with Sunita's delightful accent.



Kneeling next to the unconscious Sunita, Ellana removed the girl's jewellery putting them on before adopting her braided ponytail then slipping off her heels. Pausing to glance at the small A-cup breasts covered by a solid blue low cut bra with a little bow between the cups, Ellana rolled the girl's body onto her side unzipping her skirt from the rear. Pulling the skirt from her slender hips, she pulled the garment down Sunita's long tanned legs along with her matching blue thong exposing a small pert tanned buttocks, and small brown clitoris decorated with a small thick trimmed strip of black hair. After pulling up the stolen underwear, Ellana stripped off the girl's blouse then unclasped her bra rolling her body onto her back. Getting a good glimpse of Sunita's small attractive breasts with rose petal dark brown perky areolas. Clasping on the bra, Ellana got dressed in the rest of the aide's clothes admiring her slim petite tanned naked body. As soon as Ellana pulled on the suit jacket fastening it, she retrieved some duct tape from a nearby shelf taping Sunita's wrists, ankles then gagging hef before dragging her deeper into the cupboard. Scooping up the trade papers, Ellana straightened her stolen skirt then left the cupboard using the girl's memories to find her way to the Greek ambassador.



Office of the Greek ambassador 12:30pm


Ambassador Cassandra Papadopoulou stood looking out her office window at the grand view of the East River, nursing a glass of ouzo. She felt she needed the liquid courage since she was going into a meeting with that insufferable Turkish ambassador Mehmet Cetin. The fat pig always trying to push her buttons, reminding her that not only was she a veritable youngster but also a woman, one of only a few female ambassadors in the UN. As if any of that made her terrible at her job. Well I happen to be very good at my job, I love my country and my husband. He can damn well try Taking another sip of her clear spirit savouring the bite at the back of her throat, Cassandra caught her reflection in the glass. She was a beautiful woman of 36, with heart shaped olive skinned features with high cheekbones and almond shaped grey eyes. Her thick chestnut brown hair combed into a stylish comb over. As she was representing her nation, it was only fitting she was dressed for the part. Cassandra wore a crimson coloured dress over which was a white suit jacket with matching strapped red heels. Her slender neck graced by a diamond necklace that were matched by dangling earrings. Underneath, a red silk strapped bra with black lace trim and matching thing. Her outfit exuded both sex appeal and her desire to represent her beloved Greece. A knock at the door snapped her attention back to the present. Finishing the rest of her ouzo Cassandra turned setting the empty glass on her desk. "Enter." She called as she walked around her desk.


Cassandra recognised the girl who entered as Sunita Sharma the young aide to her good friend, and stalwart ally Ambassador Matthews. The girl simply smiled as she closed the door behind her. "I assume you have something for me. From your ambassador?" She held out her hand to accept but was confused as Sunita put it on her desk, then approached her cocking her head. "Yes and something a little bit extra." Sunita said as she caressed Cassandra's cheek. The ambassador let out an aroused sigh, her lips parting as the Asian girl planted a passionate kiss on her lips slipping the jacket from her shoulders wear it landed on the floor. Despite herself Cassandra returned the desk as the young woman laid her on her desk, arms around her. But I'am a married woman? I love my dear Dmitri. I never looked at other women like this... The ambassador felt her eyes rolling into her skull as she slumped unconscious onto her desk with a soft sigh. Ellana now a copy of Ambassador Papadopoulou smiled, stripping off Sunita's outfit now too tight around her new shapely body. " Cassandra Papadopoulou, 36, Greek Ambassador to the UN. She is the youngest ambassador in her Nations history and worked her way up the old fashioned way. Through marrying a highly placed government minister. They have a happy marriage and Cassandra is a very capable diplomat. Her name is quite the mouthful though. "


After removing the woman's diamond jewellery including her wedding ring putting them on herself, before unstrapping her heels. Rolling the woman onto her left hand side Ellana unzipped her dress from the right hand side, slipping the dress from her shoulders peeling it down her trim athletic body. Revealing her matching red silk with black lace trim strappy underwear. Unclasping Cassandra's bra, Ellana rolled her body onto her back getting a good view of her well rounded C-cup breasts with dark pink puffy full areolas. After clipping on the bra, Ellana whipped off the woman's thong exposing her full womanhood crowned with a trimmed fan of chestnut brown hair along with a pert peach shaped buttocks. Pulling up the stolen thong, Ellana stepped into the Ambassadors dress pulling on her jacket. Once she had shook the jacket at the shoulders, Ellana tore up Sunita's shirt binding the greek ambassador's limbs then gagging her. Picking her up off her desk, Ellana dragged the naked olive skinned Cassandra around her desk stuffing her under her desk. As she covered the ambassadors body with the remains of Sunita's clothes, there was a knock at the door. Ellana quickly rose to her feet, pushing the chair in to further conceal the woman's body. Straightening her new outfit, Ellana cleared her throat. "Enter!" The door opened to reveal a pretty olive skinned blonde wearing a black pantsuit. "Excuse me, madam ambassador. But the meetings about to start." Ellana smiled nodding her head. "Very well, thank you. Lead the way." She fell into step beside the young aide as they made their way to the Central Chamber.



The Central Chamber of the UN 13:00pm


Ellana had taken her place at the round table which sat five other nations from ranging from the UK, France, USA, Russia and the Turkish Ambassador who was a rather corpulent fellow. Wow, he's the most corpulent human I have ever since. Perhaps I should compliment him? It's a good diplomatic icebreaker or so I was taught during my etiquette and protocol lesson. After all in the East of Earth, corpulence is seen as a sign of prosperity... When it had come to Ellana's turn to introduce herself, she cleared her throat turning to the Turkish ambassador. "Actually before I begin. I would like to say how wide his excellency from Turkey's girth is. It is certainly most impressive and a clear sign of his nations prosperity!" Suddenly the room went deathly silent as the fat face of the Turkish ambassador went a bright shade of puce. "What?! How dare you! You foolish greek girl!" Ellana's face dropped as the man fixed her with narrow angry eyes. He was furious. "Insults! Just what I expected from a slip of a girl who's barely out of school! The Greeks no nothing else!" The British ambassador, Matthews a handsome middle aged man raised his hand. "Please my dear ambassador Cetin. Please calm yourself, this is a formal proceeding." This only seemed to infuriate the Turkish Ambassador further. "How typical of the British! To cover for the Greeks! They have always hidden.." he groaned clutching his chest before continuing his tirade. "...Hidden behind British coattails! Just like Cyprus! We should push all the Greeks into the Mediterranean!" Ellana sat opened mouthed, shocked at his vehemence. The British ambassador caught her eye then glanced at ambassador Cetin. "Perhaps my colleagues from Greece and Turkey would like to join me in private? So we can prevent any further escalation. Meeting adjourned." Ellana rose from her chair following the man into an anteroom. The Turkish Ambassador clutched his chest, still fuming as he entered behind them.



Ambassador Matthews turned to Ellana as Cetin began to take deep breaths, loosening his tie. "Ambassador Papadopoulou. Please start by apologising to Ambassador Cetin for that...off colour remark. We don't another international crisis." Ellana shot him a scandalised look holding up her hands. "I was complimenting him! After all, a portly body is a sign of wealth in Eastern cultures, isn't it? I was merely stating that His Excellency must be a very rich man..." The Turkish Ambassador let out a furious snarl. "Now she's not only mocking me but mocking my country! Typical Greek Ignorance...ugh!" His face was only getting even redder as he clutched his chest, doubling over. "I...want...I want...ughl My chest!" He cried as he keeled over onto the carpet clutching his chest. "On no! It's his angina! He probably hasn't took his medication today!" The British ambassador kneeled over the struggling ambassador Cetin, taking out his phone as Ellana stood back in shock. Oh no! What have you done Ellana? Please don't die... "Yes this is Ambassador Gavin Matthews at the UN. Alert the on duty paramedics. We have a situation. Turkish Ambassador Mehmet Cetin as just keeled over in the anteroom off the Main Chamber. He needs emergency medical attention. Thank you." Hanging up his phone Matthews turned to Ellana. "The Paramedics should be here in ten minutes, madam ambassador." Ellana shook her head, putting her hands on her hips. "I'am so sorry Your Excellency. I had not idea." Matthews sighed shaking his head. "I know. I think we can avoid any talk of war or sanctions. Let me smooth things over with the Turkish delegation." Ellana nodded as they waited for the paramedics.



10 minutes later


As Ellana and the British ambassador knelt over the stricken Ambassador Cetin as three FDNY paramedics rushed into the room with a gurney. Ellana noted that one of them was an attractive red headed female with pixie cut ginger hair, piercing emerald green eyes and slightly squared features. As she appraised the woman, an idea formed in her mind. I need a new form to get out of here before I find more trouble. This paramedic would work nicely The woman's uniform which hugged her slim petite but toned figure, consisted of a black short sleeve shirt with FDNY stencilled in white on her left breast her job title which read helpfully "Paramedic" on the opposite side, with the shoulder flashes on her shoulders. Matching black trousers belted at the waist with sensible flat shoes. A stethoscope draped around her shoulders. Ellana smiled slightly deciding to take the woman's form as they stabilised the poor Turkish Ambassador, managing to get his corpulent frame with practiced ease onto the gurney. I will fake a medical emergency as they are leaving. That should get the woman on her own. The British ambassador turned to her. "Right. I will go straighten things out with the Turks. Will you be alright here, Cassandra?" Ellana nodded as he began to leave with the paramedics. Putting her plan into motion, Ellana began to hyperventilate. "Oh my god! Oh my god! I killed him! Please help me!" She shouted, collapsing onto the floor for added effect. The female paramedic turned her face full of concern. "Its alright. You guys go on ahead." She glanced at her colleagues. "I will take care of her. Poor woman is in shock." The two male paramedics nodded as they took out the prone body of the Turkish Ambassador, the British ambassador followed them out. Leaving Ellana alone with O'Rourke.


The red headed paramedic knelt by her taking out a medical torch. "Its alright, Your Excellency. Just look into this torch..." Ellana just looked up smiling. "Oh I'am fine, really. You should really watch out for yourself." Ellana said as she gently caressed the bemused woman's cheek before kissing her passionately on her full lips. O'Rourke returned the kiss hungrily as Ellana unbelted her. She felt her form shift into that of the athletic, lithe ginger paramedic. The red head then let out an aroused sigh as she collapsed unconscious onto her side next to Ellana. " Jenny O'Rourke, 26, FDNY Paramedic. She as served two tours in Afghanistan as a combat medic with the 82nd Airborne, mustering out a corporal. She as been a paramedic for two years and his happy married to her wife, a nurse. For breakfast she likes a stack of pancakes with maple syrup, just like her wife makes them." Ellana smiled as she stripped off Cassandra's clothing.


Ellana knelt by the unconscious Jenny removing her wedding ring slipping it on before unlacing her shoes along with her white ankle socks before taking off her stethoscope. Turning the unconscious woman onto her back, Ellana unbuttoned her shirt slipping it off her shoulders one arm at a time revealing small B-cup breasts covered by white lace trim camisole, nipples straining at the thin fabric. Pulling the unconscious paramedic up, Ellana held up her arms sliding her camisole over her head before letting the half naked body flop onto the carpet. Ellana admired Jenny's small firm breasts smattered with freckles, her full pink perky areolas on full display as she pulled on the camisole. Unzipping the woman's trousers, Ellana worked them off her slender hips peeling them down her legs followed by the matching white scanty panties. Revealing her small pink clitoris with a trimmed strip of flame red pubic hair. After pulling up the stolen underwear, Ellana quickly dressed in Jenny's uniform. After draping the stethoscope over her shoulders, Ellana tore up the greek ambassador's dress binding and gagging the naked paramedic before dragging her by her ankles over to a cabinet. Setting the woman inside, Ellana tossed the remains of Cassandra's clothes on top of her before closing the door on her. Taking a deep breath, Ellana swept from the room making for the exit.


UN Building Front Entrance 13:30pm


But before she could rejoin the other paramedics Ellana was greeted to the sight of Agents L&M waiting beyond the revolving doors for her. They spotted her and shook their heads as she approached them. "Hi guys." She held out her hands smiling as M clamped the cuffs on her." Going somewhere, Princess?" She should with looking at her. "You got me. It is as you humans say, a fair cop? Take me in. I have so much to get down! My book won't write itself!" Agent L shook her head. "What have you done now, Ellana? Six agents in the infirmary. And you made us look !ime complete idiots in front of the whole MiB." As they led her towards their waiting black sedan, Ellana shrugged. "Don't you know loose lips crashes scout ships? Besides you know you can't keep me forever." Without another word they put her into the back of their car. Ellana just smiled as she glanced back at the UN. I have learned so much today, thanks to these idiots. I wonder if the MiB will be kind enough to give me my next destination again. She laughed at the thought as they drove away. Leaving the UN and the MiB with one huge diplomatic mess to clean up.

[Stormtrooper1990]

THE NEW YORK POST


DIPLOMATIC CRISIS AT THE UN AVERTED


By Victoria Byers, UN Correspondent



A brewing diplomatic crisis between the Greek and Turkish governments was averted yesterday by some quick negotiation by British Ambassador Gavin Matthews, 46. In a bizarre address by Greek Ambassador Mrs Cassandra Papadopoulou, 36 she was heard to insult the weight of Turkish Ambassador Mr Mehmet Cetin, 56. The Turkish Ambassador then launched into an angry trade denouncing Mrs Papadopoulou and the Greek government.


Mr Matthews then attempted to mediate the disagreement in private before things escalated. Then according to UN sources the Greek Ambassador attempted to apologise but this only infuriated Mr Cetin further. Unfortunately this sparked off an angina attack and the paramedics had to be called to stabilise the Ambassador. He was later rushed to hospital where is condition is described as stable but resting.

The Greek delegation and its young Ambassador had to issue formal apologies to their Turkish delegation in an humiliating climb down. The Turks have called for the resignation of Mrs Papadopoulou, the UNs youngest representative but so far the Greeks are standing behind her and instead are offering unique trading promises to placate the Turkish government. Which seem to have placated the Turkish. So far both camps have declined to comment and negotiations are ongoing.


We will bring the latest on this developing story as it unfolds.

[Stormtrooper1990]

The standout uniform for this story, a FDNY paramedic.


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[meditions142]

Stormtrooper, I don't know how you do it with putting out so many great stories so quickly. Another great one.

More great scenes. I particularly liked the take out of Abigail. Love the "grab and pull into the bushes" scene. And that description of what Abigail felt "causing a wave of arousal to flow down her spine like a waterfall." Very sexy description.

Also spectacular was the take out of Foster. Love the idea of Ellana putting her back into her car seat as part of the attack.

The Sunita was great too. Another scene which features the victim pulled into the closet and then sliding down the wall. And love the comment from Ellana: "Shh! Pretty little thing. Allow me take those shoes off you. Along with everything else."

Of course now Ellana seems to be getting caught more. Guess the MiB are figuring out how to get her.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Stormtrooper, I don't know how you do it with putting out so many great stories so quickly. Another great one.

More great scenes. I particularly liked the take out of Abigail. Love the "grab and pull into the bushes" scene. And that description of what Abigail felt "causing a wave of arousal to flow down her spine like a waterfall." Very sexy description.

Also spectacular was the take out of Foster. Love the idea of Ellana putting her back into her car seat as part of the attack.

The Sunita was great too. Another scene which features the victim pulled into the closet and then sliding down the wall. And love the comment from Ellana: "Shh! Pretty little thing. Allow me take those shoes off you. Along with everything else."

Of course now Ellana seems to be getting caught more. Guess the MiB are figuring out how to get her.

Hi Meditions, thanks for the compliments I appreciate it and I'am glad you enjoyed the story. At the moment I have a buzz for writing and I'am really enjoying working with Arc to bring Ellana's saga to life.


I think out of all the takedowns, Abigail was arguably my favourite to write. There is something classic about the old pulling the unsuspecting woman into the bushes and taking her out, that never gets old. Plus it's sexy to boot. The description with Abigail literally feeling the arousal down her spine, was to highlight that the pheromones do effect women in a variety of ways. Those that feel the arousal are most likely lesbian or at the very least bisexual or bi-curious. While those who are calmed are the straight women. Although all of them, no matter what their alignment is, are left with either peaceful thoughts or confused ones. As was the case with the Ambassador.



Indeed, Ellana wanted to make sure that she and Foster had that privacy so Ellana could put her to sleep and take her form. An underground parking is quite the public area, so Ellana was both sensible and enjoying the experience. Although if you were to ask her, the stripping is the fun part.



Broom cupboards, along with toilets are a staple in the series and provide our favourite Zenobian with plenty of hiding spots for changing and stashing victims. And poor Sunita's shoes just had to give her trouble at just the wrong moment, as Ellana was right behind her. I think it's safe to say Ellana loves every aspect of her work and as developed quite the sense of humour when dealing with her victims. As she knows they won't remember a thing, thanks to the MiB.


It's funny you should say that its not so much the MiB are figuring her out but because Ellana as a cunning plan. At the end of this story, she deliberately allowed herself to get caught so she could finish off her previous chapters and to continue her training with Kremm. Indeed in the next story, will we see Ellana allowing herself to get caught once again and be in prison until mid June. Where we will see her utilise the skills Kremm as taught her and have a full bumper summer.

[meditions142]

The description with Abigail literally feeling the arousal down her spine, was to highlight that the pheromones do effect women in a variety of ways. Those that feel the arousal are most likely lesbian or at the very least bisexual or bi-curious. While those who are calmed are the straight women. Although all of them, no matter what their alignment is, are left with either peaceful thoughts or confused ones. As was the case with the Ambassador.

Indeed, love how Ellana can induce arousal in her targets. Even straight women get turned on by the experience at least once they are kissed.

[Stormtrooper1990]

The description with Abigail literally feeling the arousal down her spine, was to highlight that the pheromones do effect women in a variety of ways. Those that feel the arousal are most likely lesbian or at the very least bisexual or bi-curious. While those who are calmed are the straight women. Although all of them, no matter what their alignment is, are left with either peaceful thoughts or confused ones. As was the case with the Ambassador.

Indeed, love how Ellana can induce arousal in her targets. Even straight women get turned on by the experience at least once they are kissed.

Definitely. That's the beauty of Ellana's pheromones it lulls her victims to that complient, aroused state where they either be lured into a more private location or recieve the kiss and don't struggle. Allowing for swift acquisition of their clothing and appearance. With some of the straight women they become a little confused, but not necessary resisting.


Of course, the main downside with the "caress and kiss" technique is that it does take time and when in public places Ellana runs the risk of discovery. Which is the reason she expands her knowledge with the takedowns for speed and efficiency. Once the woman is unconscious, Ellana can kiss and start to undress them all at once.

[meditions142]

Definitely. That's the beauty of Ellana's pheromones it lulls her victims to that complient, aroused state where they either be lured into a more private location or recieve the kiss and don't struggle. Allowing for swift acquisition of their clothing and appearance. With some of the straight women they become a little confused, but not necessary resisting.

It is a great tool. The woman is rendered confused and compliant. She will do whatever Ellana directs. She will allow Ellana to lead her away from prying eyes and then make it so she will be easily put to sleep and replaced.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Definitely. That's the beauty of Ellana's pheromones it lulls her victims to that complient, aroused state where they either be lured into a more private location or recieve the kiss and don't struggle. Allowing for swift acquisition of their clothing and appearance. With some of the straight women they become a little confused, but not necessary resisting.

It is a great tool. The woman is rendered confused and compliant. She will do whatever Ellana directs. She will allow Ellana to lead her away from prying eyes and then make it so she will be easily put to sleep and replaced.

That is certainly is. All stemming from thousands of years of evolution. Zenobian female pheromones allowed them to gain an advantage over the stronger males, placating their more aggressive tendencies. Indeed, it still is used today by Zenobian female police or Gravball officials. Although use of their pheromones and other abilities on other Zenobian females is prohibited. Only XS members have authorisation to utilise their abilities when they are visiting other planets, on "vacations" and sabbatico's. To replace the females of the local population to blend in and conduct investigations. And killing is expressly prohibited. Not that Ellana would anyway, as a scientist she is against that.

[meditions142]

That is certainly is. All stemming from thousands of years of evolution. Zenobian female pheromones allowed them to gain an advantage over the stronger males, placating their more aggressive tendencies. Indeed, it still is used today by Zenobian female police or Gravball officials. Although use of their pheromones and other abilities on other Zenobian females is prohibited. Only XS members have authorisation to utilise their abilities when they are visiting other planets, on "vacations" and sabbatico's. To replace the females of the local population to blend in and conduct investigations. And killing is expressly prohibited. Not that Ellana would anyway, as a scientist she is against that.

I am curious how long the pheromone effect would last. Every time we have seen Ellana use it she ends up giving the woman a kiss fairly soon after. If for some reason she was not ready to take a particular woman's place right away could she at least be able to control her for awhile?