Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 21 On the Wonders of the Human Opera

[Stormtrooper1990]

As I felt the soft salt spray on my borrowed face as the Guardia Costiera motorboat speeded towards Naples, the euphoria i felt at bringing the Loxley Three to justice was beginning to ebb away. Replaced by the realisation that I would be soon on the run again. While I had enjoyed the freedom I had experienced while on the MS Island Princess, a curious part of me actually missed being pursued by my old nemeses. Agents L & M are worthy opponents who keep me on my toes and force me to always adapt my technique to stay one step ahead of them. Although that would mean that they too would also refine their procedures in an attempt to catch me. If you were to tell me that they would become my honoured friends, I would have laughed in your face. But I'am getting ahead of myself again. It was in Naples that I would learn two things; the first being just how far the Agents were willing to go in their pursuit of me, by adopting a new tactic and the second through serendipity, the beauty of human opera...


Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society



Monday 29th July 2024 00:02am Naples Waterfront


Walking down the gangplank as soon as the motorboat had docked Ellana slinked away from the crewmen as they unloaded both the ancient vase and two of the Loxley thieves, walking up stone steps as she was drawn to the bright lights she had seen from the motorboat. My first priority is to find a local female, assume her form and get some rest. I have had a very long day and need to recover my strength. Finding the road deserted Ellana scanned up and down the road looking for a suitable female. Why is it sometimes there is never a female around when you need one? Suddenly the sound of a two stroke engine came from behind her from the other side of the road. Walking out to the middle of the road Ellana appraised the sound as it came closer and closer, grinning at what she saw. It was a young human female astride a small red scooter. She was a pretty little thing with heart shaped olive skinned features, high cheekbones and bright grey eyes. A red crash helmet covering her long dark brown hair tied into a ponytail. Her pleasingly petite form hugged by a sleeveless denim vest, under which was a white halter top the legend " Nero's Bar" splashed across her small breasts in blue, with matching denim skirt and black buckled heels booties. Her slender throat graced by a small silver crucifix and ears pierced with studs. She will do nicely and even better she as transportation... Standing in the middle of the road an alley to her left, Ellana held out her hand bringing the girl to a halt.



Vittoria Ferrara brought her scooter to a halt as the attractive female officer No she's Guardia Costiera? Strange what is she doing here? stood out in the middle of the road arm outstretched. "Hey what's the big idea, officer?" She asked as the woman approached her a mischievous glint in her eye. "That's a very nice scooter you have there, my dear." Vittoria flashed her a bemused look. Is she okay? It sounds like she's had a long night. " Um, is everything alright?" The coast guard woman just smiled as she reached in caressing Vittoria's top. "You have just what I need." Vittoria suddenly felt afraid she reared back as she saw the woman raise her hand. "What are you--ugh?!" She let out a small squeak of terrified pain as she was struck on the side of her neck, knocking her unconscious instantly.


Taking the girl's weight as she fell forward Ellana dragged her into the shadows of the alley. Laying the girl unconscious in front of a dumpster Ellana stripped off her Guardia Costiera uniform then taking the girl in her arms kissed her hard on her young lips assuming her form, stripping off the crash helmet and jewellery. "Vittoria Ferrara, 21, Barmaid. She has only just brought the scooter having saved up for it after passing her test. She's planning to take her girlfriend on a romantic picnic to the surrounding countryside, on the back of the scooter." After adopting Vittoria's ponytail, putting on her jewellery Ellana unbuckled her shoes before leaning the girls body against her unlacing her halter top exposing her B-cup breasts, covering by a front fastening strapless backless bra along with a navel piercing. Inserting in the girl's piercing Ellana unclipped the girls bra admiring the girl's lush buoyant B-cup breasts with perky circular pink areolas as she let Vittoria's half naked body flop back down onto the pavement clipping on the undergarment. Unbuttoning the girls skirt, Ellana worked it off her slender hips pulling it down her long tanned legs along with the matching G-string thong from between her thighs. Revealing a small womanhood crowned with a thin trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair and pert little buttocks. Taking in the sight of Vittoria's lush athletic naked form, Ellana stood over her getting dressed in her clothing. When she finished strapping on the helmet, Ellana tore up the coastguard polo short binding and gagging the naked Vittoria before scooping her up in her arms tipping the naked girl into the dumpster. Rubbing her hands together, Ellana walked out of the alley. Straddling the scooter Ellana started the engine taking in her surroundings. There seems to be quite a few luxury hotels here. After I have my rest, I might just come back here and upgrade my lodgings. Gunning the engine Ellana used Vittoria's memories to guide her to her home, which wasn't too far away.


The MS Island Princess 00:20am



Agent L leaned over the side of the railings on the starboard side of the cruise ship watching the lights dance on the blackened water, as she glanced at the picture of herself dressed in her old marine camos, still young fresh faced full of hope as she clutched a small tiny figure in her arms smiling. She remembered that was taken the day she had taken Rachel home from the hospital, Samuel had taken it. Oh Rachel? If only I could tell you about your father. How he was a good man who died a hero and how much I miss him, miss you. I wish sometimes I could turn back the clock. The sound of footsteps ringing behind her interrupted her thoughts as she hurriedly stuffed the photo back into her suit pocket. "Boss? We have just finished questioning the last of Ellana's victims. The coastguard chick wasn't very helpful." L took a deep breath. "Why would our girl involve herself in stopping a major art crime? She was taking a huge risk. Perhaps V's psyche report had her all wrong." M leaned over the railing, making sure to keep her eyes on the horizon, a small smirk on her face. "Well there are other things she's good at..." She said under her breath as L turned suspiciously to her She thinks I don't know about their relationship. I had my suspicions that it had turned intimate but it's been confirmed. Fool girl... "You say something rookie?" She hung in the air menacingly as M recovered. "I-I was just saying she's in Naples now boss. She could be anywhere." As they looked out to the Naples skyline, L cuffed her behind her head. "Ow! Boss!" L rose from the railings. " We are not here to sightsee and enough with those negative waves, M. She won't be getting away this time. We have her cornered and she doesn't even know it."


Naples Waterfront 09:30am


After having a restful sleep followed by a shower and a change of clothes at the home of Vittoria Ferrara, Ellana had hopped into the girls scooter heading down to the waterfront to see about upgrading her base of operations to something a little more fitting for a Zenobian Princess. "The Hotel Grand Naples"? Well this seems like the place. But there's no way I'm going in through the front doors, I haven't the money to afford the reservations. She leaned on her scooter scoping the place out, it was an upmarket establishment with a white marble façade glass revolving doors and a smartly dressed human doorman standing outside. There were many finely dressed humans of both genders going to and from the building, but she sought a different entrance. To the left hand side was an alley that connected to the hotel. That's my ticket in. Hopefully there will be a human female having some sort of chemical stimulation break, and I can assume her form. Hopping off her scooter, Ellana took off the helmet laying it on the handlebars before she crossed the road into the alley.


Creeping forwards Ellana went deeper into the alley from her right she saw the service door leading to the hotel open, to reveal a young human female looking fervently around clutching a packet of cigarettes. Ellana quickly ducked behind a nearby dumpster as the woman walked towards her, taking out a cigarette. Taking a peek Ellana appraised the female. She was an attractive well endowed specimen dressed in the uniform of a hotel maid; a drab grey uniform dress with white frilled lace collar, cuffs and hemline an apron tied around her slim waist. A matching hat perched on her raven coloured hair tied into an bun. Black laced pumps on her feet. She had tanned aquiline features, slender cheekbones and big brown eyes. As the woman lent with her back to Ellana against the dumpster, she could here the woman try to desperately fumble to light her white stick. I love it when it's this easy. Ellana crept around behind the unsuspecting maid.


Chiara Aurigemma tried frantically to light her cigarette as her sweaty hands kept on slipping off the striker. Come on! Light damn you! I'am not going back in there taking shit from all those snobs without having some nicotine on me! Damn it I knew I should swapped for an atomiser! When it finally did light Chiara let out a surprised gasp but before she could take a single drag, she felt a hand clamp around her neck knocking her cigarette from her mouth followed by another over her mouth. Her panicked cries muffled Chiara heard a local girls accent in her ears. "You really need a new hobby, something safer.." She then felt a pinch to either side of her throat. Her whimpering turned into a muffled pained squeak as she slumped unconscious in her attacks arms, her final sensation was being lowered to the pavement.


Stripping off the clothes she had taken from Vittoria Ferrara, Ellana took the unconscious maid into her arms passionately kissing her as she felt her form change becoming more fuller, breasts enlarging as she removed the woman's hat and apron. "Chiara Aurigemma, 26, Hotel Grand Naples. Interesting, she is on her second warning after taking two unsanctioned breaks before this one. Chiara really hates her job because she has to wait hand on foot to rich snobs who treat her badly." She adopted the woman's bun, unlaced her shoes before unbuttoning the woman's uniform dress pulling it from her tanned curvaceous form revealing a white lace one piece undergarment. Letting the half naked body flop down Ellana took the garment by the straps. "She's paid very little to keep the roof over her and her fiance's heads. She is also trying to quit smoking but the stress of her job makes that difficult." Ellana peeled the undergarment from her lush body exposing her full well rounded D-cup breasts with full puffy dark pink areolas and full clitoris decorated with a trimmed triangle of black pubic hair. After stepping into the undergarment Ellana got dressed in the rest of Chiara's uniform tying the apron around her waist, setting the hat on her head. Then tearing up Vittoria's tank top, she bound Chiara's limbs and gagged her before scooping up the naked unconscious maid in her arms tipping her into the dumpster along with Vittoria's clothes and her cigarettes. Straightening up her stolen uniform, Ellana entered the hotel.


Hotel Grand Naples 9:45am


"Chiara! There you are! Have you been slacking off again? Taking another unsanctioned cigarette break, hm?" As soon as she had entered the hotel service areas she heard a male voice call from behind Ellana turned to see a middle aged human with a little moustache and sallow olive skin approach her dressed in a black bow tie and matching waistcoat. According to the maids memories, this is her supervisor Mario. He's reprimanded her twice. Ellana flashed him a wan smile. "No not at all Mario. I was merely taking a breath of fresh air that's all." Mario tutted as he rolled his eyes. "Don't bother lying! I can smell the tobacco on you. Consider this your final warning. Anyway, that's not why I called you. I want you to get a move on and deliver room service to the British heiress in the penthouse suite." A heiress in the penthouse house suite? Two birds with one plasma round. Looks that this is my lucky day. "The penthouse suite you say?" Mario put his hands on his hips. "Right now I said! Chop chop!" He dismissed Ellana with a clap of his impatient hands. Smiling Ellana used the woman's memories to locate the kitchen and fetched the order. Entering the service elevator Ellana pressed the gold embossed button marked "PH" Time to see my new quarters and update my look. She grinned as the elevator doors closed.



Penthouse Suite 9:55am


Bianca Townsend dressed in only her red silk pyjamas groaned as she laid in bed listening to her father's ramblings in her ear. " I know you Bianca. You are just in Naples spending your allowance just partying and to screw around." A knock at the door forced her to get out of bed giving her a full precious moments to spin a half truth for her father. Opening it she came face to face with a pretty well endowed if drably dressed member of the hotel help with a tray with her breakfast. "Room service!" The woman said as Bianca flung the door open to admit her leaving the woman to close it as she retreated to her bed catching her reflection in the mirror, liking what she saw. She had rounded features hair cheekbones and doe shaped bright emerald eyes, framed by long curly strawberry blonde hair. " Are you ignoring me, Bianca!? Answer me!" Bianca sat back on her bed as she watched the maid wheel in her food. " No father. I'am not ignoring you that was just the help with my breakfast. Besides for your information, I'am here to enjoy some opera. Puccini's Tosca is at the Teatro San Carlo tonight and I have my ticket." Well that's only partly true. I'am going to the opera but what comes after...Well what dad doesn't know won't hurt him. "Well dear daughter I don't believe you. Your mother and I want you on the next plane home to Heathrow. This instant!" Bianca just rolled her eyes at her father's obtuseness. "Well why don't you run along play with your tractors and go to hell!" She hung up the phone tossing it onto the bed then looked up at the maid.


What an awful girl. She should have at least some respect for her parents. I know I rebelled a little in my youth but still.. Ellana thought as the girl regarded her. "What the hell are you looking at prole? Enjoying the show? Bring me my damn food!" Grinning widely Ellana approached her sitting onto the bed next to her. "I was just thinking you could do with an extra rest, dear." She reached out caressing the heiresses cheek. "Wait what are you-ohh?" The girl let out an aroused sigh her lips parting as Ellana planted a passionate kiss embracing her like a lover. The heiress hungrily returned the kiss letting out an aroused moan as Ellana assumed her attractive form. Feeling the girl slump unconscious in her arms Ellana lowered her onto the bed. "Bianca Townsend, 21, Heiress to Townsend Tractors Ltd." She's stripped off Chiara's maids uniform then caressed Bianca's silk pyjamas. " She was lying to her father. Bianca's in Naples to sample the local flavour, whatever that means. Once the opera is over, she plans to get wasted on a night of hedonistic debauchery and hopefully hook up with a girl and a boy at the same time. Can humans really do that? Weird." As she caressed the collar of Bianca's pyjamas, a thought came to Ellana. Hmm? I have always liked the feel of silk such a lovely fabric. I want to try on her pyjamas and besides she looks very overdressed. Hold on a moment... Ellana unbuttoned the girls pyjama top opening it out to reveal her pretty well formed B-cup breasts with pink rose petal areolas. Admiring the girl's half naked form, she pulled Bianca upwards slipping the garment from her shoulders letting her flop back down onto the bed before she unlaced the pyjama bottoms. Pulling them free from her hips Ellana glanced at the heiresses small clean shaven womanhood as she pulled on the pyjamas. " So sexy indeed! Why thank you Bianca. You don't deserve such finery." She said to the unconscious heiress as bound and gagged her with torn strips from Chiara's uniform before dragging her naked petite form off the bed rolling her underneath, getting a good glimpse of Bianca's firm buttocks as she did so. Ellana then picked up the girl's phone as she walked over to her breakfast. "I wonder what this Tosca is or what an an opera even is? Well time to get educated." She smiled as she tucked into a breakfast of caviar on wafers with Italian prosciutto ham washed down with champagne.


10:45am


After a particularly tasty breakfast which Ellana had enjoyed immensely and which she topped up with a generous helping of vanilla ice-cream, she had researched Puccini's Opera Tosca. An opera, which is a drama that is sung not spoken, where the heroine dies at the end? Full of tragedy and romance? Count me in! This is worthy of investigation. Luckily Ms Townsend already as a ticket to tonight's opera so that's my way in. But my main target is to replace Tosca herself and play the role. Just like Macbeth. Well since the play is not until eight this evening, I have plenty of time to explore a little of this city. I just need something to slip into... Searching Bianca's wardrobe Ellana picked out a little strapless black dress, with gold diamond jewellery, and matching black lace strapless bra with a diamante g-string thong. Reluctantly she took off the silk pyjamas then ran herself a hot soothing bath in something called a jacuzzi, that was simply divine working wonders on her skin. After she had dried herself Ellana got dressed in her stolen clothing, put on a little makeup then picked up her ticket to the opera. Stuffing it into Bianca's expensive leather Gucci handbag along with her cash, Ellana swept from the room. Once she had reached street level she flagged down a taxi and got in. "Take me to the centre of Naples, please." She flashed the driver a warm smile who returned it. "Right you are, signorina." He replied as he pulled away.



The Streets of Naples


Over the course of the day Ellana had walked through the ancient city of Naples finding it just as beautiful as Rome ever was. This is why I have missed Italy. The Italians are such a refined people with great aesthetic tastes. Why I feel I'am walking the streets of the Royal Capital. Not only are their cities or art beautiful but so are their women... Using the substantial fortune of Bianca Townsend Ellana had treated herself to more italian coffee, particularly the cappuccinos of which she had three. She visited a pizzeria ordering a Margherita watching in awe as it was hand made in front of her by a skilled artisan, who clearly loved his work. After telling the man she had once eaten pizza in Rome he merely laughed as he tossed up the disc of dough, catching it deftly. "Honestly signorina. Pizza in Rome it's okay but exactly memorable. Now if you want a memorable pizza that will blow you away, you come to Napoli." After eating the pizza washing it down with a can of coke, Ellana could well believe the man that what he said wasn't bravado it was the truth. After buying another ice cream, Ellana was shocked to find that the time had simply flown by as she checked her phone, seeing the time on the screen read "19:30pm" Quickly polishing off her ice cream Ellana get into the back of another taxi, telling the driver to make haste to the Teatro San Carlo.




19:45pm Teatro San Carlo Opera House Naples



"Grazie signorina. Please enjoy the show." Said the pretty usherette as she handed Ellana back her ticket. Thanking the woman Ellana walked through the double wooden doors entering the marble floored gold leaf interior. As beautiful as I expected it to be. Now I need a way to get to the back stage areas. Perhaps an usherette? Or maybe... As Ellana scanned the concourse she noticed a young woman flash her a smile as she walked towards a bathroom, but she wasn't an usherette. Ellana appraised her. She was another example of a pleasingly attractive Italian female with slightly squared features, sculptured cheekbones and almond shaped brown eyes framed by shoulder length ash blonde hair. She was dressed in a red short sleeve polo shirt, with a badge with "Vigili del Fuoco" on her left breast, black cargo trousers and matching laced work boots. A firefighter? She would have access to the backstage area, being a public servant. And she might even know where the lead actress is. Yes she will do nicely... Flashing the woman a smile back, Ellana watched as she disappeared into the women's restroom. Grinning Ellana followed her inside.




Firefighter Arianna Salerno let out a sigh of relief as she pulled down her solid white hipster shorts and trousers around her ankles, voiding the contents of her full bladder into the toilet bowl exposing her small vagina crowned with a trimmed triangle of ash blonde hair. Another night of the opera. On the most boring detail in Naples, I wish something exciting would happen. That or I could put in for that transfer back to my engine, to be back with Carlo... The sound of the bathroom door opening distracted her from her thoughts as she heard the footsteps enter the cubicle next to her. Feeling the last of the piss enter the bowl, Arianna reached for some toilet paper but before she could grab it she felt a slender hand clamp around her neck from above her pulling her up. Arianna couldn't scream or cry out as she felt the hand pinch the vulnerable points of her slender neck. Her eyes rolled back into her skull her struggles ending with a pained aroused squeak as she slumped unconscious in her attackers grip. Her legs spread wide open.



Ellana released her grip on the unconscious half naked firefighter as she leapt into her cubicle. After stripping out of Bianca's dress and undergarments, Ellana straddled the half naked blonde woman planting a kiss on her lips, assuming her form. "Arianna Salierno, 24 Vigili del Fuoco. She is bored of her posting, seeing it as a cushy assignment." She said as she knelt by Arianna's feet unlacing her boots pulling them along with her white ankle socks before removing the trousers and underwear from around her ankles. "Arianna wants to return to her engine crew and be on the front lines. She is currently dating a fireman on her crew and is moving in with him in a couple of weeks." Ellana pulled up the undergarment, trousers lacing up the boots then holding up Arianna's arms pulled the polo shirt up over her head revealing a pair of C-cup breasts covered by a matching white sports bra. After letting the girl's arms flop back down Ellana reached around Arianna's back unhooking her bra, admiring her well rounded C-cup breasts with circular light pink areolas. Ellana got dressed in the rest of Arianna's uniform as she scanned the blonde's naked athletic form. When she was finished she tore up Bianca's dress binding and gagging the firewoman then opening the cubicle door, Ellana dragged her over to the attendants cupboard stashing her against the far wall. Excellent she knows the location of the dressing room, I'am in luck. Using the woman's memories Ellana swept from the bathroom, heading through to the backstage areas.


The Dressing Room of Allegra Di Campo 19:50pm


Allegra Di Campo sat at her vanity preparing her makeup as she readied herself for the role that could make her career. All the auditions, all the sleepless nights have lead to this. The role of a lifetime! Soon all of Naples will see my talents then all of Italy, maybe even the world! She smiled as she saw a young round faced girl of 19, with gentle cheekbones and blue grey eyes framed by her long light brown hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. The iconic long white dress of Puccini's titular Tosca clung to her small petite frame like a second skin. A knock from the door behind her interrupted her thoughts We can't be ready yet. The show doesn't start for another 10 minutes. Putting down her blusher irritably Allegra walked over to the door. Opening to reveal one of the Teatro's resident firefighters, a pretty blonde woman Allegra didn't know. "Yes? Can I help you, signorina?" She asked as the woman' flashed her smile appraising her. "I'am sorry for disturbing you. But I need to do a quick fire safety check." Allegra flashed her a bemused look. "What? But it's only ten minutes until the show and I need time to prepare." The blonde firewoman shuck her head. "It's better safe than sorry, signorina. You never know what might happen in the next few minutes." She replied with a small smile as Allegra sighed. "All right fine, come in!" She irritably as she opened the door for the woman turning her back on her. "But be quick about i-mmph!" Allegra suddenly felt the blondes hand clamp around her mouth, muffling her cry of betrayal, as the firewoman closed the dressing room door. Then another hand grasp around her throat as she felt a trickle of fear drip down her spine. "I'am sorry my dear. You're not Tosca that's my role. Now off you go to sleep..." The woman hissed in her ear as Allegra felt the both sides of her throat being pinched eliciting a squeak of muffled pain from the actress as she slumped unconscious, into the firewoman's arms. The last sensation she felt was her dress being unlaced from the rear.



Letting the dress from the pleasingly petite actress fall to the floor, Ellana lowered the girl, dressed only in her matching pink lace camisole and thong, to the floor. "Don't worry my dear I will be taking it all from you soon enough." Said Ellana as she stripped out of Arianna's uniform before removing the girls black shoes then taking the actress in her arms planted a passionate kiss on her young lips, assuming her form. "Allegra Di Campo, 19, Tosca. She is a very talented actress a true rising star in the theatre. Allegra has been offered a contract to start in an Italian soap. She is torn between her love of the theatre and the promise of a substantial pay out." Ellana whipped off Allegra's thong from between her thighs revealing a small womanhood topped with a thin strip of light brown fuzz and small pert buttocks. After pulling up the underwear Ellana flicked up the half naked girls' arms, sliding the camisole up over her head admiring her cute youthful slightly pointed A-cup breasts with puffy dark pink areolas. Pulling on the camisole, Ellana stepped into the girl's dress pulling it up and lacing it up. Now fully dressed Ellana bound the naked actress with torn strips from Arianna's polo shirt, gagging her before she dragged the girls body by her ankles over to the wardrobe stashing in a foetal position inside. Closing the door on the naked actress, Ellana sat at the vanity applying some of Allegra's make up to look the part. As she finished applying her mascara Ellana heard a knock from beyond the door. "Mi scusi, signorina Allegra. The show will be begin in five minutes." Came a young female voice from behind the door. Ellana smiled as she rose from the vanity. "Thank you. I will be right out." She answered as she caught her stolen face in the mirror. "Time for my starring role." With that she left the dressing room heading for the stage.



Outside the Teatro San Carlos 20:30pm


"Damned police bureaucracy, we would have caught her sooner if it weren't for the meddling of Naples' finest. It's a good job we have Agent P and his support team on hand." Said Agent L as she and her partner Agent M stood across from the entrance of the Teatro San Carlo leaning on their black sedan. M folded her arms. "So let's get this straight? Ellana's tried Shakespeare, the Ballet and now Opera? She must really love the arts." She took a deep breath. "So what's the play boss? Gas leak, terrorist alert?" L eyes were drawn to two young attractive Italian usherettes leaving the entrance heading towards the side alley with atomisers in hand. They were dressed in the uniform of the theatre; a white camisole over which they wore a black jacket with matching trousers and high heels. Their ID cards hung on lanyards around their necks. One was a small petite girl with pretty olive skin features and hazel eyes with short mousy brown hair cut into a style similar to M's. The other was slightly taller with smooth features with brown eyes and short black hair tied into a small ponytail Hmm? Ellana wouldn't expect us to be in disguise. Their uniforms would allow us to blend in. She turned to M. "I think we need to change our tactics. Beat her at her own game." She gestured to the two usherettes as they receded into the alley with her head. M catching her thread looked at them. "You mean steal their...uniforms?" To get into the opera? Seriously? This could land us into some hot water if this goes tits up." M replied nervously. L smiled as she walked into the alley. "Come on rookie?" Haven't you ever wanted to steal another woman's clothes?" She said over her shoulder as M shrugged following her mentor. "Well V and I roleplay. Ever since Ellana stole our clothes..." She said under her breath.




As the two agents approached the young usherettes they flashed them nervous glances as they puffed from their atomisers. L clapped her hands together. "I'am really sorry to ask you this but we need your clothes. It's a matter of national security. So strip." The girl on the left hand side with short brown hair, whose name was "Aria Ricci" according to her ID leaned forward as her partner a "Gia Bianchi" looked on. " I'am sorry, could you repeat that? We don't speak English that well..." Aria said in poorly accented English. L shook her head sighing. "Well I tried to do it the nice way." She swiftly launched a right hook on Aria's face the usherette let out a pained yelp as she fell to the pavement unconscious onto her side. " No stop-ugh!!" was all Gia could manage before M instinctively punched her in the gut before following through with a neck chop, sending the usherette crashing to the ground on her belly. "Damn, boss?!" M said rounding on her mentor. "Was that really necessary? They are only civilians." L was already stripping off her suit. "Just shut up and strip them. We have wasted enough time." Kneeling at the body of Gia, M caressed her ID card. "But boss they are wearing IDs this is never going to work." L reached over cuffing M on the upside of her head before she started to pull off Aria's heels ."Ow, boss?!" Without looking up L shook her head. "Those negative waves again, M. Come on, nobody looks at the IDs." M rubbed the back of her head as she stripped out of her suit before she started to undress the unconscious Gia. "You know boss? Their uniforms are still black and white so we aren't exactly trading up. Buts it nice to get out of the suit once in a while. It itches like crazy. Last suit you'll ever wear my a-ow!!" "Shut up, rookie!" L said as she cuffed M again before she unbuttoned Aria's trousers.



"Why I had to take these trousers from a girl who as a smaller ass then mine I don't know." M said as she squeezed into Gia's pants trying desperately to fastening them which she managed after a deep breath. "And these heels!? I hate heels, ugh! Reminds me of prom night." They were standing over the underwear clad bodies of Gia, who was wearing only her matching nude coloured bra and matching thong, and Aria wearing a sexy black lace wonderbra with matching G-string. L pulled on Aria's camisole and jacket finding them way too short. "You think you have it bad, rookie? I had to take this camisole from this girl..." She pointed to the unconscious Aria with her small A-cups. "...who's two breast sizes down on me. I can't breathe! But that doesn't matter we are going to catch Ellana tonight! She has made us a laughing stock of the MiB for the last time!" M smiled as she punched her hands. "And I finally get some payback. She'll regret stealing my clothes and the clothes of my..." Her voice trailed away as she took Gia by her ankles, while L took Aria under her shoulders dragging them behind the dumpster out of sight. When they were finished they walked out of the alley around the corner through the doors the of the Teatro San Carlo. "Remember London and Moscow rookie. She will be the lead actress, that's Ellana all over. We let her finish the performance then we take her." M smiled "Predictable as always right boss? Let's go get her."



The Stage of the Teatro San Carlo 22:00pm


Thanks to the actresses memories and her own research Ellana had enjoyed herself immeasurably, she had received standing ovations from the audience and even a few thrown roses for her incredible performance. What an amazing story Tosca is. Full of romance, tragedy and sacrifice. It has many of the greatest Zenobian plays best for drama. Some day I would love to make a simulation of this. And so it came to the final act for Tosca's death leap Ellana felt the music course through her being, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. As she scanned the crown Ellana's eyes widened as she spotted two very familiar faces in the crowd. It was agents L and M but dressed in the uniforms of theatre usherettes, she couldn't help but chuckle. Those uniforms don't even fit them and they stick out like a sore human thumb. Well I have to give them credit for backbone but amateurs they are. And I bet they didn't take the underwear either, ugh! Time to make a dramatic exit... At the crescendo of the music Ellana leapt through the trap door, arms outstretched.



Ellana had landed onto a soft mattress below the stage as a young redheaded human female ran towards her a stagehand according to Allegra's memories She will do. I need a quick change of look. . Ellana quickly appraised her, she was a pleasing little thing with freckled diamond shaped features, slender cheekbones with soft pale green eyes. Head crowned by a shock of auburn hair cut short into a boyish pixie cut. She was dressed in a short sleeve black polo shirt, the opera house name stitched on her breast with a matching baseball cap, tight black jeans and white velcro sneakers. She knelt by Ellana offering her hand. "Wow! An impressive leap, signorina. Can I get you any-ugh!!" Ellana gripped her around her throat squeezing it gently as she caressed her cheek. "Your clothes and face will suffice dear. You won't be needing them..." She said as she pinched either side of the redhead's throat, the girl letting out that cute aroused squeak as she slumped unconscious in Ellana's grip arms hanging limply by her sides. Lowering her onto the mattress, Ellana passionately kissed her as she pulled off the girl's baseball cap.



"Cecilia Colombo, 23, Theatre Stage Hand. Interesting, her favourite breakfast is a Neapolitan style Margherita pizza washed down with a gluten-free cappuccino with low fat chocolate and no sugar. Her mother as been trying to get her to cut back on the sugar. Ugh!" Ellana made a wretching noise as she stripped off Tosca's dress before removing Cecilia's sneakers, along with her stripey red and white ankle socks. "I'am not even from this planet and I know that just tastes so wrong." After taking out her ear studs putting them in, Ellana unfastened the stagehands jeans peeling them from her slender hips and down her long legs then whipped off her striped panties that matched her socks revealing a full womanhood topped with a faint tuft of auburn hair. Once she had pulled on the stolen underwear, jeans and footwear Ellana pulled the half naked Cecilia into a seated position pulling up her polo shirt over her head followed by her matching tube bra. Letting the naked girl flop back onto the mattress Ellana admired her firm freckled B-cup breasts with full puffy red areolas as she pulled on the bra the shirt. Setting the baseball cap on her head, Ellana quickly bound the unconscious naked Cecilia gagging her with torn strips from Tosca's dress before she scooped up the girl's body tipping her into a nearby trunk along with the remains of the dress, sealing it. As she left the undercroft onto the backstage area Ellana noticed a small red box on the wall with a lever. A fire alarm? Well I need the distraction and it will keep those two amateurs busy. I will teach them to try and outsmart me. Grinning she pulled the lever then ran to the nearest fire exit.



All chaos was let loose as the fire bells rang out across the Teatro as the agents tried to make their way to the stage but where pushed back by the crowd, as a team of four Italian firefighters burst in. Their leader scratching his head bemused as to why he was one short. "Boss! She made us! I saw her looking right at us and she grinned. I told you this wasn't going to work. We need to go before the cops arrive! " L sighed resisting the urge to head slap her partner as she saw a team of carabinieri burst in past the firefighters, lead by the very naked usherettes clad only in their underwear. "It looks like we have bigger problems, look." Suddenly Aria pointed right at them. "Sono loro! Quei pazzi americani ci hanno rubato le uniformi! she shrieked in rapid Italian as her partner Gia nodded. "Freeze!" Shouted sergeant, the two agents raising their hands as six guns were raised in their direction. "Damn it! I left the neuralyser in the alley!" L shouted as M shrugged next to her "I told you this wasn't going to work, boss!" The veteran sighed as the carabinieri sergeant looked at their ID cards. "So Gia Bianchi and Aria Ricci, I presume? You look a little different from your ID cards and those uniforms look a little too...tight." He said with irony before turning to his men. "Take them away!" The two agents felt the cold iron of cuffs being slapped on their wrists. "Better call P." M said as they were being lead out of the Teatro.


Naples International Airport 22:30pm


Using the time she had brought, Ellana had decided that it was time to leave Naples behind. The MiB thanks to their bumbling have made Naples inhospitable so I need to get the first flight out of here. Having used the stagehands money to purchase a cab ride to the airport, Ellana had come to the airports departure terminal. She was about to scan the departure boards when she saw a crowd of humans dressed in sporting tracksuits milling around, curious she got closer overhearing a conversation between two young female athletes. They were dressed in a white "Team Italia" tracksuit with blue seams and white Adidas sneakers, with a white tanktop with the italian flag flashed across their breasts. One of the females, an attractive petite athletic girl with rounded features and her dark brown pigtails braided pigtails while the other had short blonde hair. Either one is suitable but where are they going? Let's find out. She hung back eavesdropping on their conversation.



"So Catarina this is it the Olympics, the big one. Do you feel ready?" Asked Giulia Verducci as Catarina Moretti as the young athlete bounced on her heels. " You bet, Giulia I can't believe that it's going to held in Paris! I hear it's going to be quite the spectacle!" Giulia shrugged her shoulders as Catarina started to cross her thighs. "Meh, Paris is okay has cities go but it has nothing on Rome. Besides we are there to compete and represent Italy not to sightsee. Are you alright, Catarina? You can't stop bouncing." Catarina blushed slightly. "I'am sorry I really need to go to the bathroom." Giulia sighed shaking her head. "We have like an half an hour before the flight leaves. Why didn't you go before we left the training camp?" Catarina looked a little indignant as she started to walk towards the ladies bathroom. "I know, alright. I shouldn't have had that coffee in the departure lounge the stuff goes right through me. I won't be long." She over her shoulder as Giulia watched her disappear into the bathroom shaking her head. Smiling Ellana followed Catarina inside. So this Olympics is like a sporting event but all of earth nations are present? I have been meaning to explore human sports more, perhaps this is my chance. Besides, I haven't been to Paris in a while.



Catarina Moretti let out a long contented sigh as she voided the contents of her full bladder into the toilet bowl, her tracksuit bottoms and pink bikini shorts down around her ankles revealing her small clean shaven vagina. In truth I'am not ready not by a long shot but there is no way that I was going to miss the Olympics. I just hope the rest of the team doesn't catch on to what I asked my dear Giovanna to do. It wouldn't want her to pay for covering for me.. The sound of the bathroom door opening shook her from her thoughts as she saw a pair of feet stand outside her cubicle than the sound of running water from a sink. Shrugging Catarina finished her piss after wiping herself down she pulled up her trousers flushing the toilet. But as soon as she open the cubicle door Catarina felt a sharp blow to the ride side of her throat. "Ugh!" She cried in a pained squeak as she was instantly knocked unconscious. Her last sensation as she feels sideways was someone catching her weigh. "Sorry, my dear but I have a plane to catch." Ellana quipped as she dragged Catarina's body back into the cubicle planting her on the toilet bowl.



Stripping out of Cecilia's clothes, Ellana straddled the unconscious Catarina as she planted a kiss on her young lips, assuming her form as she unzipped the tracksuit top slipping it from the athletes shoulders. " Catarina Moretti, 21, so you're a 200 metre runner. She isn't fully fit for the games, but got her girlfriend the team physiotherapist to sign off on her medical report that she is 100%." Ellana unbraided Catarina's hair copying the style before unlacing her sneakers removing them along with her pink ankle socks. "She's glossing over her tweaked hamstring. Their relationship is not known by the rest of the team." Unlacing the girl's tracksuit bottoms Ellana whipped these down Catarina's long toned legs then her pink lace bikini shorts, exposing a small clean shaven womanhood. Pulling up the stolen panties and bottoms, Ellana straddled the unconscious athlete holding up her arms pulling her tank top over her head before sliding up the matching lace trim pink camisole. Admiring the athletes small but pretty A-cup breasts with dark pink circular areolas, Ellana got dressed in the rest of Catarina's clothes. After lacing up the girl's sneakers, Ellana bound and gagged the naked Catarina's athletic form with torn strips from Cecilia's polo shirt. When she was finished she picked up the naked bound athlete under her shoulders dragging her to the attendants cupboard stashing her inside, along with the remains of the stagehands outfit. Closing the door behind her, Ellana smiled at her reflection before sweeping from the bathroom.


"There you are, the plane is has just started boarding. The head coach was going to send out a search party." Giulia said folding her arms as Ellana approached her. "Sorry Giulia, I had just had a little problem with my laces." She replied with a small ironic smile as she fell into step next to Giulia. "I would be careful with those laces during the race. It could cost you the gold." She laughed as Ellana joined the rest of the Italian team on the plane.


Air Italia AI70954 to Paris 23:10pm


Ellana lent back into her seat, watching the lights of Naples recede into the horizon. Farewell Italy, till we meet again. Has she relaxed Giulia next to her smiled. "Greatest show on earth here we come." Ellana smiled as she heard the phrase. The greatest show on Earth? I have seen quite a few myself. I look forward to putting that to the test. "Excuse me, signorina." The voice of a pretty blonde stewardess caused to Ellana to look away from the window. "Please on behalf of the airline please except these free complimentary glasses of champagne. Good luck in the games." Both Ellana and her new companion accepted the drinks. After thanking the woman Giulia sipped from hers. "I could definitely get used to this." Ellana taking a sip from hers heartedly agreed. The Olympics here I come.

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IL MATTINO

TEATRO SAN CARLO PRAISED IN SNAP SECURITY DRILL


By Ginevra Rotunno, Arts Correspondent


The world famous Teatro San Carlo, long a home of the finest productions ever to grace Italy played host to a different kind of drama yesterday evening. During a performance of Puccini's Opera Tosca, the Carabinieri conducted a surprise security drill on the Teatro testing it's readiness in case of a terrorist or other serious incident. While the audience where disgruntled by the sudden appearance of the Carabinieri the drill passed with flying colours with the Teatro recieving a clean bill of health.


Two undercover Carabiniera agents posing has theatre usherettes where ably assisted by two theatre usherettes who proved to be of invaluable assistance to the undercover officers. The sergeant had this to say. "The Office of the Carabinieri would to offer Aria Ricci, 23 and Gia Bianchi, 22 our sincerest thanks for their cooperation and with the assistance they rendered our undercover officers. Without them the Teatro wouldn't have passed this snap inspection. We would also like to thank the audience members for their patience during the inspection and to apologise for any inconvenience caused. " As a form of compensation the theatre as offered free tickets to the next production of La bohème.


The play itself was simply sublime with lead actress Allegra Di Campo showing us why she is the hottest ticket in Naples right now and way she is tipped for stardom on the big screen. Her performance was nothing short of perfection. Il Mattino tried to approach Signorina Di Campo for an interview but we were told that she was unavailable for comment at this time.


On an unrelated note, we would go extend a good luck to all our athletes heading to the 2024 Paris Olympics! Do Italy proud young athletes and bring back much Olympic glory to Italy! We are watching, hoping and praying for a successful Olympic year!

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Epilogue Giovanni's Bar Naples 00:10 Tuesday 30th July 2024



Agent L sighed as she knocked back her glass of martini sitting at the bar sttil. I had been a particularly long day Ellana had slipped through their fingers seeing through their rouse and almost causing a diplomatic incident with the Naples Carabinieri, if it wasn't for P and his team arriving when they did. Taking out her photograph she looked once again at her younger self clutching her beloved Rachel, beaming full of hope and love. The mom the gunnery sergeant with her whole life ahead of her. Then with the death of her handsome Sam that had all changed. A familiar soft touch at her shoulder set her at ease. She put her picture back into her jacket before she turned to see the face of the man she loved. "Hi Paddy. It's been a long day. Thanks for getting us out of those carabinieri cells. " Patrick smiled as he took her hand kissing it. "A pleasure as always, but here I thought we where going to have those celebratory drinks in Naples. What gives, Linda?" He said has he perched himself on the bar stool, ordering his usual single irish malt along with another refill for L. "Well thanks to Ellana we have to have a raincheck on those celebratory drinks." She said has she took her drink. P gently caressed her hand. "Yes about that. Shall we talk about the Teatro in private."



Taking their drinks into a private booth L sighed has she took a sip of her martini. " I won't lie, Paddy. It was an absolute fubar in there. We fucked up." P took a small sip of his whisky before reaching across the table, squeezing her hand. "I don't approve of what you did to those girls, Linda. You attacked them and stole their clothes. What the hell were you thinking? This isn't you, Linda." L squeezed his hand before withdrawing it, taking a large measure from her glass. "Do you think that just because I use the tactics of my enemy that are not still my enemy? I did what I had to do I'am not going to apologise for that, Paddy. You know me I don't apologise." Patrick let out a knowing sigh then smiled as he took a measure of his whisky. "I know Linda, it's one of the many things I love about you. I just want you to be careful that's all." L shook her head downing her martini. "You know that I'am a marine right? Served my country won a bronze star and purple heart for my trouble." Patrick finished his whisky pinching his nose. "That's not what I meant. You are the best damn agent in the whole MiB and I'am not just saying that just because I love you. I would hate for Z and the rest of those desk bound assholes to throw you under the bus if this goes south. Which is why I will cover for you. Keep whatever you and the kid get up to on the quiet, the same goes for my team." L reached across the table clutching his hand. "Paddy. I can't ask you to do that. What about your career?" Paddy smiled as he took her hand holding it too his face. "To hell with my career, you are the only thing I care about. Well you and catching Ellana. We can't get that done with the red tape tying us down. I don't approve of what you did but I can see it's necessity. Besides you didn't have to ask my love. I will always have your back." L didn't know what to say other than "Thank you, Paddy. I love you." The sound of footsteps from behind them caused them to quickly pull away.



L turned to see the blonde head of Agent M approach their table. "Not a bad place this." The young agent said as she flashed her boss and Agent P a smile. "Do you have something for me, rookie?" L asked as the young blonde agent leant her hands on the table. "We found Ellana's latest victim. You're not going to believe this but our girl, she's heading to the Olympics." L turned flashing a knowing smile to P before turning to M. "To be honest nothing surprises me anymore where Ellana is concerned." She rose from the table looking at P as she fell in bedside M. "This is is good omen. We captured her twice in Paris before." P nodded as he got up laughing. "So third times the charm. Tell you what? We capture the changeling in Paris and drinks are on me! I know a great little bar off the champs elysèes." M beamed as L shook his hand lightly stroking his skin with her finger. "I will hold you to that." She said before breaking the embrace sweeping from the bar, with Agent M in tow.

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Fabulous chapter. Ellana just keeps leaving a large number of young, unconscious, stripped women in her wake.

I particularly liked the scene with Allegra. Wonderful us of the previously stolen uniform to trick the next victim. And of course we get the great comment: "I'am sorry my dear. You're not Tosca that's my role. Now off you go to sleep..."

And I have to say the Aria and Gia scene was quite a fun surprise. The MiB becoming the uniform thieves. Very fun! We get the two supposed heroes taking out two women for their uniforms.

And not gentle. Aria gets punched and Gia gets punched in the stomach followed by a neck chop. Very rough on innocent civilians. But they again the MiB often seems willing to do what it takes for their mission. And also loved the image of the two agents unceremoniously dragging the two unconscious women out of sight.

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Fabulous chapter. Ellana just keeps leaving a large number of young, unconscious, stripped women in her wake.

I particularly liked the scene with Allegra. Wonderful us of the previously stolen uniform to trick the next victim. And of course we get the great comment: "I'am sorry my dear. You're not Tosca that's my role. Now off you go to sleep..."

And I have to say the Aria and Gia scene was quite a fun surprise. The MiB becoming the uniform thieves. Very fun! We get the two supposed heroes taking out two women for their uniforms.

And not gentle. Aria gets punched and Gia gets punched in the stomach followed by a neck chop. Very rough on innocent civilians. But they again the MiB often seems willing to do what it takes for their mission.

Thanks my friend I'am glad you liked it. Yep, that she does always keeping the MiB and Task Force Ellana on their toes


I think that was my favourite takedown to write. It's one of Ellana's favourite tactics to use a uniform that imparts trust in her victim( in this case a firefighters outfit) to lower their guard then strike. Its a similar tactic she used in London in great effect when investigating Shakespeare. And it served her well again. It's quintessential Ellana she loves to be at the centre of things and quite possibly performed better than the real actress.


Yep, it's a new tactic that Arc and I believed would add that fun factor and I'am glad with how it's all turned out. It won't be the last time that out two agents will utilise the art of disguise in the story, as they will utilise a string of different steals and different takedowns just to try and capture Ellana. It may not always work completely in their favour, nor will the outfits always fit...


Indeed, M&L where quite rough on the innocent cuties particularly L who punched out Aria and M who had to follow through with Gia because they was no going back after that. The main difference between Ellana and the agents is Ellana mugs for a sense of fun, need and sometimes because she wants to. Whereas our agents mug out of necessity, L saw the usherettes and immediately make a tactical decision to relieve them of their uniforms to gain entry. Much to M's displeasure as she clearly didn't like the thought of attacking civilians but wants to get Ellana just as badly. L on the other hand sees it as a case of "If you can't beat them, join them." And she makes no apology for that. Myself I love it when we have morally grey "heroes" who do what they have to do. They make for very interesting characters.

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It may not always work completely in their favour, nor will the outfits always fit...

Indeed, M&L where quite rough on the innocent cuties particularly L who punched out Aria and M who had to follow through with Gia because they was no going back after that.

I did definitely enjoy the idea that neither uniform fit properly. Fun touch.

And the contrast was indeed a nice touch. Ellana's neck pinch and even her chop are almost elegant. Yet here the agents, not have Ellana's ability, have to get rough on the poor women.

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It may not always work completely in their favour, nor will the outfits always fit...

Indeed, M&L where quite rough on the innocent cuties particularly L who punched out Aria and M who had to follow through with Gia because they was no going back after that.

I did definitely enjoy the idea that neither uniform fit properly. Fun touch.

And the contrast was indeed a nice touch. Ellana's neck pinch and even her chop are almost elegant. Yet here the agents, not have Ellana's ability, have to get rough on the poor women.

Thanks, I agree that it adds that element of comedy when an infiltrator steals a uniform but finds out its not exactly 2ger size. So she as to make do and hope no one's looking too closely. This will happen quite a bit to our agents particularly when Ellana starts to visit East Asia...


Indeed, Ellana is a skilled operator and as her natural shape-shifting abilities along with her elegant takedowns, that serve to put the women down as quickly as possible and not to cause too much unnecessary pain. But our agents despite being former military have never had to resort to this tactic before now. So there method of acquiring disguises is both crude and amateurish, poor Aria and Gia found that out the hard way. But as the story continues they will learn a little bit themselves and apply their stealth skills to the situation. Not to mention their MiB issue stun blasters, which will feature later in the story and the neuralyser as well.

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along with her elegant takedowns, that serve to put the women down as quickly as possible and not to cause too much unnecessary pain.

Indeed, Ellana and even Kremm have a certain elegance in their use of the Zenobian Neck Pinch. Just place two fingers on the woman's neck and squeeze. Her entire nervous system is disrupted and its off to sleepyland, just from a simply pinch.

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along with her elegant takedowns, that serve to put the women down as quickly as possible and not to cause too much unnecessary pain.

Indeed, Ellana and even Kremm have a certain elegance in their use of the Zenobian Neck Pinch. Just place two fingers on the woman's neck and squeeze. Her entire nervous system is disrupted and its off to sleepyland, just from a simply pinch.

Definitely. You cannot beat the Zenobian Neck Pinch for both its elegance and its simplicity. True while a punch or chokehold is just as effective, it is also crude and risks detection. But with the punch its quiet and discreet, the only sound coming from the woman when she feels her nerves compressed. That can be easily remeded by a hand over the mouth and off to sleepyland they go.

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the only sound coming from the woman when she feels her nerves compressed. That can be easily remeded by a hand over the mouth and off to sleepyland they go.

Do love that sound. We of course know when Ellana does it the moan is also tinged with a bit of arousal given her has released some pheromones. However, the main sound is the one she lets out from both feeling the pain her her neck and having her nervous system basically short circuited.