Tokyo Business.
Posted: Thu May 14, 2026 7:33 pm
Hey guys, I know I've been on a quite long hiatus when it comes to The End of an Era, but to tell the truth I'm completely stuck in the head and can't come up with anything decent that's needed for the next chapter, so I wrote this, along with a few others short-stories, to put out something at the very least. I hope you'll like it, and also do tell me if you want me to turn this and the other short-stories into actual stories, since I originally only planned for them to be stand-alone stories, but I'll see what I can do if anyone wants it.
Tokyo Business.
Shangri-La Hotel, Tokyo, Japan. 12th of April, 2017. 09 am.
What a beautiful morning. Nami thought as she looked out of the hotel window inside the living room of the suite, where she could see Tokyo Station and the surrounding Imperial Gardens.
She, together with her best friend and colleague, Emiko Yamamoto, had been sent to Tokyo from Nagoya on a business-trip by their superior, Mr. Watahiro Myasaki. Both had been really excited over it all, since neither had ever visited Tokyo before. It was their second day, and the previous had been quite enjoyable. Now, both needed to attend a highly important meeting, which was the whole reason they were even there.
"Emiko, are you ready to go?" she called out, waiting for her friend to come out of their shared bedroom.
"Yeah, I'm coming, Nami!" Emiko called back, probably still mad at Nami for making her wake up four hours earlier than what they needed. They still had two hours to spare, which they were planning to spend while going to an incredibly fancy restaurang not far from the hotel for breakfast. Nami sat down in the large black and white sofa in the middle of the room and was pondering on what she was going to order when Emiko came out.
Emiko was a pretty young woman of the same age as Nami, that is to say 23 years old. She has long black hair which was at the time tied into a low-hanging ponytail, light brown eyes which looked even more lighter than they were thanks to her dark eyeliner, and a small mouth with thin yet pretty lips, at the time coloured pink thanks to her lipstick. Her breast-size was a C-cup, just like Nami herself. She wore for the meeting a closed and dark grey blazer with black buttons, a moss-green button-up shirt with silver buttons, a large open collar and the cuffs closed, a thin moss-green leather-belt with a silver buckle, a knee-long skirt and a pair of highheeled shoes matching the blazer, and finally dark tight stockings. Her accessories consisted of a silver ring on her left middle-finger, a pair of moss-green pearl-earrings, and moss-green nail-polish. She smiled a white grin.
"Wow, that suit looks great on you!" Nami said after she had turned her head and was looking at her, a bit proud over the fact that Emiko had bought those clothes from her own favorit tailor (who she had even recommended to her best friend and whom she herself bought almost all her own clothes from).
"Thanks, but you look as, if not more, gorgeous!" Emiko replied, smiling even more.
Nami pondered over the compliment and over her own appearance. She herself, with her long dark brown hair tied into a low-hanging bun, her dark brown, almost black, eyes with the dark eyeliner, and her small mouth with her dark red lips thanks to her own lipstick. She also wore an unbuttoned burgundy blazer with golden buttons, a dark blue, on the border of being black, button-up shirt with golden buttons, a large open collar and the cuffs closed, a large black leather-belt with a golden buckle, a knee-long skirt matching the blazer, and finally her knee-high highheeled boots matching her shirt. Her accessories consisted of a gold ring on her right ring-finger, burgundy pearl-earrings, and burgundy nail-polish.
"Well, I guess we're equally pretty!" she said to Emiko while smiling, which she replied to with a giggle.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Just at that moment, both women heard a few hard knocks on the door and froze up.
"Cleaning!" said a female voice from the other side of the door.
"The maids? They're early today." Emiko said while looking a little confused, since they should come around 12 a'clock according to the hotel's own schedule.
"Well, we were still going to go, so it isn't a problem." Nami said, though she was also a bit surprised, "You can come in!"
The door opened, and in came two maids and their large cleaning cart, filled to the brim with fresh towels and sheets. The maids were a pair of young women (probably only 19-20 at most) with long black hair kept in upstanding buns. One had brown eyes while the other had hazel eyes. The one with the hazel eyes also had a few freckles under her eyes. Both wore the hotel's uniforms when it came to the maids; grey double-breasted dresses with white buttons and pockets, knee-long skirts with white hems, short sleeves with white cuffs, open white notch-collars, white aprons tied around their waists, white and grey loafers, and golden name-tags just above each of their right breasts. Both bowed slightly towards them and smiled.
Something is a bit off here… Nami thought as she was looking closer at the maids. Even though both looked younger than her and Emiko, both of them were still a little bit taller than them, as well as having larger breast-sizes (probably D-cups, if not bigger), and the skin on their arms and legs looked a bit paler than their faces and necks. She also noticed that whoever of them had asked to come in had spoken in a quite broken dialect of Japanese, like a foreigner just learning the language. As Nami looked closer at their name-tags, she saw that their names was Inika (the brown-eyed girl) and Akane (the hazel-eyed girl with the freckles).
Well, at least I know their names, if they do anything strange to our belongings while we're away. she thought, just as Inika walked much closer to her. She noticed that Akane had also moved forward, towards Emiko. When Inika was in arms-reach of her, she smiled a grin that reminded her of a character from an anime she had watched as a child. If she remembered right, that character had been the villain of the story.
"Excuse me, miss, but we must give you a present before you and your friend can leave. It's from the lobby." she said, with the same voice that had asked to come in, and with the same grin on her face. Nami was a bit surprised, but she wasn't really afraid. Both she and Emiko had black belts when it came to Judo, Karate and Kendo and had been training all three since their childhoods and kept doing it in their spare-time.
"Uh, sure..." she said, and would regret that decision for the rest of her life.
As soon as she said the word, Inika reached into her left pocket and pulled out a small plastic vial that resembled those used for containing and spraying perfume. It was filled with a pale-bluish liquid. Before Nami could ask what it was sprayed Inika some of it into her face, which Akane did as well but into Emiko's face behind them.
"W-what are you- you- oh!" Nami tried saying, but she only felt weaker and weaker and more tired, hardly able to stand up right. Everything became dizzier and dizzier, and she heard a thump on the floor behind her, indicating Emiko had already collapsed. Nami fell to her knees as everything started darkening around her. She looked up and saw Inika, grinning.
"Sweet dreams, sweety!" she said, in fluent English. That was the last Nami heard or saw, before she herself collapsed onto the floor, unconscious.
"Well, that was easier than I thought." said Inika, again in fluent English, and looking incredibly smug about the situation.
"Yeah, yeah. Just close the door so no-one notices us." said Akane, also in fluent English, and sounding a bit irritated.
The request and the tone of it provoked Inika slightly, but she shrugged it off, walked to the door and closed it, and quickly returned to where she had stood before, next to the sofa and just above the unconscious Nami.
"Well, time for a change of clothes." she said with a grin, similar to the one she had worn when knocking out Nami.
"About time to take this damn thing off. Its itchy as hell and hot like a Finnish sauna!" said Akane with a scowl on her face.
"Don't get too excited. We're going to replace them in just a few minutes, as well as adding a few things." reminded Inika, as she walked to the cart and started removing a black plastic garbage bag from it. Akane scoffed angrily at that, but instead of arguing with her partner she began lifting the unconscious Emiko and carried her over to her also unconscious friend and placed her just next to her.
At the same time had Inika produced a small strange device that resembled a printer, only smaller and a bit more futuristic-looking, out of the black garbage bag, as well as a pair of tweezers and a nail cutter that she returned to the bag. She sighed deeply as she started up the mini-printer and held it along with the bag in her left hand.
"Alright, lets get out of these dumb disguises." she said to her partner, who muttered a finally under her breath.
Inika first took a firm grip of her own hair with her right hand and pulled hard, revealing it to be a wig and herself to seemingly be completely bald underneath. After that, she dropped the wig to the floor and again took her right hand and reached with it into her open collar, and then started to pull quite hard upwards. After a few seconds of tugging was a strange sound heard, like someone tearing at a piece of latex. After a few more seconds came her hand out again, while still seemingly gripping a part of her throat. However, her throat that became revealed underneath her skin weren't bloody nor flesh-coloured, only sweaty and a bit paler, like her arms or legs. Finally, after a few more seconds of pulling and tugging, as well as having her face sag and fold, came her entire head of, or what was in reality a highly realistic latex mask resembling the real face of the young maid Inika. The person underneath was revealed to be a blonde Caucasian woman in her late 20s to early 30s. Her hair was beneath a black hairnet keeping it in place and her face, albeit covered in a large amount of sweat, was deadbeat gorgeous. Her partner was also done removing her own mask of Akane, and was revealed to be a Caucasian redhead of equal beauty to her blonde partner. Her hair was also underneath a black hairnet and her face, with a large prominent beauty-mark underneath her left eye, was also drenched in sweat. Both looked shortly at each other, then started laughing and threw the masks they were both holding to the ground, next to their wigs. Then they both walked to the sofa, sat down, took out each a pack of cigaretts from their pockets, took out one each, and lit them.
These two were Katarina Piotrowski, American spy- and thief-for-hire who's aristocratic family originated from Poland during the end of the 19th century after a huge political scandal, and Agnes Briar, British spy- and thief-for-hire who moved to the US after getting under the skin of MI6 one too many times. Both are a pair of no-good crooks who specialise in espionage, high-stake heists and identity-thefts. At the time, they had agreed to a contract by a mysterious yet powerful woman called Madame Z, who's hired them to steal information from a highly important meeting in Tokyo between the Sanjaka Corp. in Sapporo and the Myasaki Corp. in Nagoya, which are owned by the seemingly honest Sanjaka and Myasaki families, who are in reality two of the largest and most powerful crime-families in both Japan and in the international underworld as well. They were ordered to replace two businesswomen who worked under the Myasaki Corp., who didn't have any knowledge of the company's true reason to exist, and attend the meeting the women were meant to attend. While there, they shall gather as much information as they can possibly find, and then steal a briefcase from a member of Sanjaka Corp. by the name of Toma Watanabe. Thanks to the information they were given to by Madame Z when they accepted the mission, they now only needed to change into their unconscious victims' clothes and arrive at the meeting.
"Well, first we need to get a new pair of masks, as well as a shower, I think. You wanna go first while I prepare them?" Katarina asked as she placed the printer on the small table in front of them and removed her hairnet with her right hand, allowing her long blonde locks to fall down.
"Sure. I'll be the black-haired one. I've always looked good in grey, even if people don't see me wearing it." Agnes answered with a grin, as she also removed her own hairnet, allowing her own long and red straight locks fall all over her head. She inhaled a deep puff of smoke before putting it out in the large but empty fruit-bowl on the table and then started standing up while she took off her loafers and untied her apron.
"Of course…" Katarina said while rolling her eyes. As she inhaled another puff and prepared the printer did Agnes begin to walk towards the bathroom while she unbuttoned her uniform's buttons.
The printer was in reality a highly advanced 3D-printer that they had stolen from a government-owned secret laboratory in the States. The printer was incredibly advanced and easy to use, almost on the same level as something straight out of a science-fiction movie. It was supposedly made for the CIA, both due to who had made it and it's speciality. It was mainly set on creating life-like copies of people, or that is to say, people's appearances. Masks, wigs, eye-contacts, even gloves that could match everything from nail-polish to distinct or unique birthmarks. Hell, if it was any bigger, it could probably even create an entire bodysuit replicating someone's body. While life-like and faultless when it came to looks, they were still just masks and wigs, and could be with just a small bit of effort removed or damaged, revealing whoever's real appearance beneath them, and they were incredibly annoying to wear, especially in hot weather. Still, unless someone got a good chance to touch the fake skin or if they messed up the person's personality, there were no risks for the impersonator of being exposed. Hell, the masks even came with voice-modulators inside them, allowing the wearer to imitate the original's voice without any effort! The only thing the machine needed was a few tiny samples of the intended victim's DNA. And anything could work! All from the yucky stuff like blood, urine or poop to less disgusting things like saliva, hair or nail-clippings (not to say that any of those things were nice to begin with, but Katarina had her preferences if she had to choose between them).
"Well, lets start collecting. Sorry for this again, honey." she said as she took out the tweezers and the nail cutter again, and began kneeling next to Nami. She took the girl's right hand and used the cutter to cut off the tip of her index finger's nail, and used the tweezers to remove a single long string of her hair. She then put both of them into the printer and quickly typed in hands, face and hair. She then did the same to Emiko, and placed the materials next to the printer
Afterwards, as the printer was doing it's thing, Katarina began to remove her own clothing, revealing that she, like Agnes, wore a simple white bra and a pair of matching panties underneath her maid-uniform. It didn't take long for the printer to finish, producing both a dark brown wig and a bald mask, resembling Nami's hair and head to a tee. Just as Katarina inserted Emiko's DNA did Agnes return, slightly wet and only dressed in a white bath robe, holding a somewhat used white towel.
"Ait, you're up. Did you do my mask first?" she asked while checking out Emiko, still unconscious. Katerina, who in all honesty didn't really care who's mask was done first, shrugged, to which Agnes looked annoyed.
"C'mon, you bimbo! Do you even know what the word efficient means?" she asked angrily while removing her bath robe. Katerina didn't answer, but glared angrily at her cohort while removing her bra and panties before going into the shower. Agnes, who was completely dry, sighed and began undressing Emiko, as her own mask and wig had finished.
She began by unbuttoning both Emiko's blazer, before going for her shirt, revealing that she wore a plain but comfortable white cotton bra, covered with light green polka dots. She them removed her belt, shoes, skirt and stockings, revealing a pair of panties matching the bra. While taking off her clothes, Emiko constantly groaned in her sleep, something Agnes found annoying. She was soon finished, and began dressing herself, starting first with her own underwear, which she had packed in the cleaning cart. As she looked, she removed some of the dirty towels inside the cart, revealing the real Inika and Akane, both tied up and gagged with thick layers of silver tape, as well as knocked out in a similar way as Nami and Emiko.
"Oh sorry, dears!" Agnes said sarcastically as she placed back the towels. Replacing the maids was almost easier than the businesswomen, as she and Katerina had just to ask for a check-up on their room and the two arrived, along with a convenient cart filled with towels and other supplies.
Soon enough was Agnes finished with dressing up as Emiko, only missing the polish and, of course, the main event. As she just finished with the final button did Katerina come out of the bathroom, only wearing a pink bathrobe and using a white towel for her hair.
"Ah good, put on the other girl's clothes while I put on my mask and accessories." Agnes said as she took her mask and wig before walking towards the bedroom, to which Katerina just rolled her eyes and removed her bathrobe.
While Agnes put on her mask, pulling it over her head and flattening it in place to make sure it was a perfect fit, and applied the wig, makeup and earrings was Katerina stripping Nami, first taking off her blazer before the shirt, revealing that she wore a plain but comfortable dark blue cotton bra. She them removed her belt, boots and skirt, revealing a pair of panties and stockings matching the bra. While taking off her clothes, Nami constantly groaned in her sleep, just like Emiko, but unlike Agnes, Katerina actually enjoyed the sound. Soon, after she was done, was Katerina putting on both her own underwear, including Nami's stockings and Nami's clothing. As she finished with the boots did Agnes come out, as a spitting image of Emiko, identical in every way except maybe a bit lighter skin on her hands compared to her head and somewhat larger breasts.
"Looking good, Emiko." said Katerina as she stood up, looking over her colleague's almost perfect disguise. She thought that no one would notice the size difference, at least no one who would see a problem with it.
"Thanks." she said, in a voice that was identical to Emiko's, "Now, put on your own stuff while I tie up our kindly donnors on the bed."
Katerina nodded and walked to the bedroom, holding the mask in one hand and the wig in the other, and began the same progress as Agnes, starting with the mask and then with the wig, makeup and earrings. Agnes, in the meantime, dragged the now semi-nude Emiko and Nami into the bedroom and placed them onto the bed, before going out to fetch some tape, specifically two thick rolls of silver tape. Katerina, now a perfect copy of Nami, again excluding maybe a bit lighter skin on her hands compared to the head and somewhat larger breasts, aided with the bondage, thoroughly securing their legs together, specifically their ankles and knees, their arms behind their backs, and adding a pair of layers both over and under their breasts, making sure their arms were stuck. They finally gagged them, first placing a sock in each girl's mouth (luckily for them, both were clean, which they had taken from Nami's baggage) then adding a thick layer of tape around the lower part of their heads. Once they were done, one and a half of the rolls had been used and both Emiko and Nami were safely secured.
"Nicely done, Nami." said "Emiko" smugly as she was fiddling playfully with the remaining taperoll, "Let's take some of their valuables before we go back to our room, before we leave. They won't need them while tied up here."
"True." said "Nami", equally smugly, as she and her partner began stealing anything of value which they could carry, as well as grabbing their disused masks, wigs, uniforms and the "printer" before leaving. "Nami", before leaving, turned around with the same grin that "Inika" had used.
"Thanks for everything, ladies!" she said in Japanese before both turning off the lights, closing the door and placing a "do not disturb"-sign (which she had swiped on her way out) on the handle.
If anyone wants a prequel on how they mugged the maids, or a sequel with them continuing the mission, feel free to ask, but I'm unfortunately not sure when I can deliver it. Anyways, thanks for reading!
Tokyo Business.
Shangri-La Hotel, Tokyo, Japan. 12th of April, 2017. 09 am.
What a beautiful morning. Nami thought as she looked out of the hotel window inside the living room of the suite, where she could see Tokyo Station and the surrounding Imperial Gardens.
She, together with her best friend and colleague, Emiko Yamamoto, had been sent to Tokyo from Nagoya on a business-trip by their superior, Mr. Watahiro Myasaki. Both had been really excited over it all, since neither had ever visited Tokyo before. It was their second day, and the previous had been quite enjoyable. Now, both needed to attend a highly important meeting, which was the whole reason they were even there.
"Emiko, are you ready to go?" she called out, waiting for her friend to come out of their shared bedroom.
"Yeah, I'm coming, Nami!" Emiko called back, probably still mad at Nami for making her wake up four hours earlier than what they needed. They still had two hours to spare, which they were planning to spend while going to an incredibly fancy restaurang not far from the hotel for breakfast. Nami sat down in the large black and white sofa in the middle of the room and was pondering on what she was going to order when Emiko came out.
Emiko was a pretty young woman of the same age as Nami, that is to say 23 years old. She has long black hair which was at the time tied into a low-hanging ponytail, light brown eyes which looked even more lighter than they were thanks to her dark eyeliner, and a small mouth with thin yet pretty lips, at the time coloured pink thanks to her lipstick. Her breast-size was a C-cup, just like Nami herself. She wore for the meeting a closed and dark grey blazer with black buttons, a moss-green button-up shirt with silver buttons, a large open collar and the cuffs closed, a thin moss-green leather-belt with a silver buckle, a knee-long skirt and a pair of highheeled shoes matching the blazer, and finally dark tight stockings. Her accessories consisted of a silver ring on her left middle-finger, a pair of moss-green pearl-earrings, and moss-green nail-polish. She smiled a white grin.
"Wow, that suit looks great on you!" Nami said after she had turned her head and was looking at her, a bit proud over the fact that Emiko had bought those clothes from her own favorit tailor (who she had even recommended to her best friend and whom she herself bought almost all her own clothes from).
"Thanks, but you look as, if not more, gorgeous!" Emiko replied, smiling even more.
Nami pondered over the compliment and over her own appearance. She herself, with her long dark brown hair tied into a low-hanging bun, her dark brown, almost black, eyes with the dark eyeliner, and her small mouth with her dark red lips thanks to her own lipstick. She also wore an unbuttoned burgundy blazer with golden buttons, a dark blue, on the border of being black, button-up shirt with golden buttons, a large open collar and the cuffs closed, a large black leather-belt with a golden buckle, a knee-long skirt matching the blazer, and finally her knee-high highheeled boots matching her shirt. Her accessories consisted of a gold ring on her right ring-finger, burgundy pearl-earrings, and burgundy nail-polish.
"Well, I guess we're equally pretty!" she said to Emiko while smiling, which she replied to with a giggle.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Just at that moment, both women heard a few hard knocks on the door and froze up.
"Cleaning!" said a female voice from the other side of the door.
"The maids? They're early today." Emiko said while looking a little confused, since they should come around 12 a'clock according to the hotel's own schedule.
"Well, we were still going to go, so it isn't a problem." Nami said, though she was also a bit surprised, "You can come in!"
The door opened, and in came two maids and their large cleaning cart, filled to the brim with fresh towels and sheets. The maids were a pair of young women (probably only 19-20 at most) with long black hair kept in upstanding buns. One had brown eyes while the other had hazel eyes. The one with the hazel eyes also had a few freckles under her eyes. Both wore the hotel's uniforms when it came to the maids; grey double-breasted dresses with white buttons and pockets, knee-long skirts with white hems, short sleeves with white cuffs, open white notch-collars, white aprons tied around their waists, white and grey loafers, and golden name-tags just above each of their right breasts. Both bowed slightly towards them and smiled.
Something is a bit off here… Nami thought as she was looking closer at the maids. Even though both looked younger than her and Emiko, both of them were still a little bit taller than them, as well as having larger breast-sizes (probably D-cups, if not bigger), and the skin on their arms and legs looked a bit paler than their faces and necks. She also noticed that whoever of them had asked to come in had spoken in a quite broken dialect of Japanese, like a foreigner just learning the language. As Nami looked closer at their name-tags, she saw that their names was Inika (the brown-eyed girl) and Akane (the hazel-eyed girl with the freckles).
Well, at least I know their names, if they do anything strange to our belongings while we're away. she thought, just as Inika walked much closer to her. She noticed that Akane had also moved forward, towards Emiko. When Inika was in arms-reach of her, she smiled a grin that reminded her of a character from an anime she had watched as a child. If she remembered right, that character had been the villain of the story.
"Excuse me, miss, but we must give you a present before you and your friend can leave. It's from the lobby." she said, with the same voice that had asked to come in, and with the same grin on her face. Nami was a bit surprised, but she wasn't really afraid. Both she and Emiko had black belts when it came to Judo, Karate and Kendo and had been training all three since their childhoods and kept doing it in their spare-time.
"Uh, sure..." she said, and would regret that decision for the rest of her life.
As soon as she said the word, Inika reached into her left pocket and pulled out a small plastic vial that resembled those used for containing and spraying perfume. It was filled with a pale-bluish liquid. Before Nami could ask what it was sprayed Inika some of it into her face, which Akane did as well but into Emiko's face behind them.
"W-what are you- you- oh!" Nami tried saying, but she only felt weaker and weaker and more tired, hardly able to stand up right. Everything became dizzier and dizzier, and she heard a thump on the floor behind her, indicating Emiko had already collapsed. Nami fell to her knees as everything started darkening around her. She looked up and saw Inika, grinning.
"Sweet dreams, sweety!" she said, in fluent English. That was the last Nami heard or saw, before she herself collapsed onto the floor, unconscious.
"Well, that was easier than I thought." said Inika, again in fluent English, and looking incredibly smug about the situation.
"Yeah, yeah. Just close the door so no-one notices us." said Akane, also in fluent English, and sounding a bit irritated.
The request and the tone of it provoked Inika slightly, but she shrugged it off, walked to the door and closed it, and quickly returned to where she had stood before, next to the sofa and just above the unconscious Nami.
"Well, time for a change of clothes." she said with a grin, similar to the one she had worn when knocking out Nami.
"About time to take this damn thing off. Its itchy as hell and hot like a Finnish sauna!" said Akane with a scowl on her face.
"Don't get too excited. We're going to replace them in just a few minutes, as well as adding a few things." reminded Inika, as she walked to the cart and started removing a black plastic garbage bag from it. Akane scoffed angrily at that, but instead of arguing with her partner she began lifting the unconscious Emiko and carried her over to her also unconscious friend and placed her just next to her.
At the same time had Inika produced a small strange device that resembled a printer, only smaller and a bit more futuristic-looking, out of the black garbage bag, as well as a pair of tweezers and a nail cutter that she returned to the bag. She sighed deeply as she started up the mini-printer and held it along with the bag in her left hand.
"Alright, lets get out of these dumb disguises." she said to her partner, who muttered a finally under her breath.
Inika first took a firm grip of her own hair with her right hand and pulled hard, revealing it to be a wig and herself to seemingly be completely bald underneath. After that, she dropped the wig to the floor and again took her right hand and reached with it into her open collar, and then started to pull quite hard upwards. After a few seconds of tugging was a strange sound heard, like someone tearing at a piece of latex. After a few more seconds came her hand out again, while still seemingly gripping a part of her throat. However, her throat that became revealed underneath her skin weren't bloody nor flesh-coloured, only sweaty and a bit paler, like her arms or legs. Finally, after a few more seconds of pulling and tugging, as well as having her face sag and fold, came her entire head of, or what was in reality a highly realistic latex mask resembling the real face of the young maid Inika. The person underneath was revealed to be a blonde Caucasian woman in her late 20s to early 30s. Her hair was beneath a black hairnet keeping it in place and her face, albeit covered in a large amount of sweat, was deadbeat gorgeous. Her partner was also done removing her own mask of Akane, and was revealed to be a Caucasian redhead of equal beauty to her blonde partner. Her hair was also underneath a black hairnet and her face, with a large prominent beauty-mark underneath her left eye, was also drenched in sweat. Both looked shortly at each other, then started laughing and threw the masks they were both holding to the ground, next to their wigs. Then they both walked to the sofa, sat down, took out each a pack of cigaretts from their pockets, took out one each, and lit them.
These two were Katarina Piotrowski, American spy- and thief-for-hire who's aristocratic family originated from Poland during the end of the 19th century after a huge political scandal, and Agnes Briar, British spy- and thief-for-hire who moved to the US after getting under the skin of MI6 one too many times. Both are a pair of no-good crooks who specialise in espionage, high-stake heists and identity-thefts. At the time, they had agreed to a contract by a mysterious yet powerful woman called Madame Z, who's hired them to steal information from a highly important meeting in Tokyo between the Sanjaka Corp. in Sapporo and the Myasaki Corp. in Nagoya, which are owned by the seemingly honest Sanjaka and Myasaki families, who are in reality two of the largest and most powerful crime-families in both Japan and in the international underworld as well. They were ordered to replace two businesswomen who worked under the Myasaki Corp., who didn't have any knowledge of the company's true reason to exist, and attend the meeting the women were meant to attend. While there, they shall gather as much information as they can possibly find, and then steal a briefcase from a member of Sanjaka Corp. by the name of Toma Watanabe. Thanks to the information they were given to by Madame Z when they accepted the mission, they now only needed to change into their unconscious victims' clothes and arrive at the meeting.
"Well, first we need to get a new pair of masks, as well as a shower, I think. You wanna go first while I prepare them?" Katarina asked as she placed the printer on the small table in front of them and removed her hairnet with her right hand, allowing her long blonde locks to fall down.
"Sure. I'll be the black-haired one. I've always looked good in grey, even if people don't see me wearing it." Agnes answered with a grin, as she also removed her own hairnet, allowing her own long and red straight locks fall all over her head. She inhaled a deep puff of smoke before putting it out in the large but empty fruit-bowl on the table and then started standing up while she took off her loafers and untied her apron.
"Of course…" Katarina said while rolling her eyes. As she inhaled another puff and prepared the printer did Agnes begin to walk towards the bathroom while she unbuttoned her uniform's buttons.
The printer was in reality a highly advanced 3D-printer that they had stolen from a government-owned secret laboratory in the States. The printer was incredibly advanced and easy to use, almost on the same level as something straight out of a science-fiction movie. It was supposedly made for the CIA, both due to who had made it and it's speciality. It was mainly set on creating life-like copies of people, or that is to say, people's appearances. Masks, wigs, eye-contacts, even gloves that could match everything from nail-polish to distinct or unique birthmarks. Hell, if it was any bigger, it could probably even create an entire bodysuit replicating someone's body. While life-like and faultless when it came to looks, they were still just masks and wigs, and could be with just a small bit of effort removed or damaged, revealing whoever's real appearance beneath them, and they were incredibly annoying to wear, especially in hot weather. Still, unless someone got a good chance to touch the fake skin or if they messed up the person's personality, there were no risks for the impersonator of being exposed. Hell, the masks even came with voice-modulators inside them, allowing the wearer to imitate the original's voice without any effort! The only thing the machine needed was a few tiny samples of the intended victim's DNA. And anything could work! All from the yucky stuff like blood, urine or poop to less disgusting things like saliva, hair or nail-clippings (not to say that any of those things were nice to begin with, but Katarina had her preferences if she had to choose between them).
"Well, lets start collecting. Sorry for this again, honey." she said as she took out the tweezers and the nail cutter again, and began kneeling next to Nami. She took the girl's right hand and used the cutter to cut off the tip of her index finger's nail, and used the tweezers to remove a single long string of her hair. She then put both of them into the printer and quickly typed in hands, face and hair. She then did the same to Emiko, and placed the materials next to the printer
Afterwards, as the printer was doing it's thing, Katarina began to remove her own clothing, revealing that she, like Agnes, wore a simple white bra and a pair of matching panties underneath her maid-uniform. It didn't take long for the printer to finish, producing both a dark brown wig and a bald mask, resembling Nami's hair and head to a tee. Just as Katarina inserted Emiko's DNA did Agnes return, slightly wet and only dressed in a white bath robe, holding a somewhat used white towel.
"Ait, you're up. Did you do my mask first?" she asked while checking out Emiko, still unconscious. Katerina, who in all honesty didn't really care who's mask was done first, shrugged, to which Agnes looked annoyed.
"C'mon, you bimbo! Do you even know what the word efficient means?" she asked angrily while removing her bath robe. Katerina didn't answer, but glared angrily at her cohort while removing her bra and panties before going into the shower. Agnes, who was completely dry, sighed and began undressing Emiko, as her own mask and wig had finished.
She began by unbuttoning both Emiko's blazer, before going for her shirt, revealing that she wore a plain but comfortable white cotton bra, covered with light green polka dots. She them removed her belt, shoes, skirt and stockings, revealing a pair of panties matching the bra. While taking off her clothes, Emiko constantly groaned in her sleep, something Agnes found annoying. She was soon finished, and began dressing herself, starting first with her own underwear, which she had packed in the cleaning cart. As she looked, she removed some of the dirty towels inside the cart, revealing the real Inika and Akane, both tied up and gagged with thick layers of silver tape, as well as knocked out in a similar way as Nami and Emiko.
"Oh sorry, dears!" Agnes said sarcastically as she placed back the towels. Replacing the maids was almost easier than the businesswomen, as she and Katerina had just to ask for a check-up on their room and the two arrived, along with a convenient cart filled with towels and other supplies.
Soon enough was Agnes finished with dressing up as Emiko, only missing the polish and, of course, the main event. As she just finished with the final button did Katerina come out of the bathroom, only wearing a pink bathrobe and using a white towel for her hair.
"Ah good, put on the other girl's clothes while I put on my mask and accessories." Agnes said as she took her mask and wig before walking towards the bedroom, to which Katerina just rolled her eyes and removed her bathrobe.
While Agnes put on her mask, pulling it over her head and flattening it in place to make sure it was a perfect fit, and applied the wig, makeup and earrings was Katerina stripping Nami, first taking off her blazer before the shirt, revealing that she wore a plain but comfortable dark blue cotton bra. She them removed her belt, boots and skirt, revealing a pair of panties and stockings matching the bra. While taking off her clothes, Nami constantly groaned in her sleep, just like Emiko, but unlike Agnes, Katerina actually enjoyed the sound. Soon, after she was done, was Katerina putting on both her own underwear, including Nami's stockings and Nami's clothing. As she finished with the boots did Agnes come out, as a spitting image of Emiko, identical in every way except maybe a bit lighter skin on her hands compared to her head and somewhat larger breasts.
"Looking good, Emiko." said Katerina as she stood up, looking over her colleague's almost perfect disguise. She thought that no one would notice the size difference, at least no one who would see a problem with it.
"Thanks." she said, in a voice that was identical to Emiko's, "Now, put on your own stuff while I tie up our kindly donnors on the bed."
Katerina nodded and walked to the bedroom, holding the mask in one hand and the wig in the other, and began the same progress as Agnes, starting with the mask and then with the wig, makeup and earrings. Agnes, in the meantime, dragged the now semi-nude Emiko and Nami into the bedroom and placed them onto the bed, before going out to fetch some tape, specifically two thick rolls of silver tape. Katerina, now a perfect copy of Nami, again excluding maybe a bit lighter skin on her hands compared to the head and somewhat larger breasts, aided with the bondage, thoroughly securing their legs together, specifically their ankles and knees, their arms behind their backs, and adding a pair of layers both over and under their breasts, making sure their arms were stuck. They finally gagged them, first placing a sock in each girl's mouth (luckily for them, both were clean, which they had taken from Nami's baggage) then adding a thick layer of tape around the lower part of their heads. Once they were done, one and a half of the rolls had been used and both Emiko and Nami were safely secured.
"Nicely done, Nami." said "Emiko" smugly as she was fiddling playfully with the remaining taperoll, "Let's take some of their valuables before we go back to our room, before we leave. They won't need them while tied up here."
"True." said "Nami", equally smugly, as she and her partner began stealing anything of value which they could carry, as well as grabbing their disused masks, wigs, uniforms and the "printer" before leaving. "Nami", before leaving, turned around with the same grin that "Inika" had used.
"Thanks for everything, ladies!" she said in Japanese before both turning off the lights, closing the door and placing a "do not disturb"-sign (which she had swiped on her way out) on the handle.
If anyone wants a prequel on how they mugged the maids, or a sequel with them continuing the mission, feel free to ask, but I'm unfortunately not sure when I can deliver it. Anyways, thanks for reading!