Containment Breach Pt4

[Stormtrooper1990]

S'thena as successfully infiltrated Area 51 using the identity of Agent Michaela Sanders, her goal now is to escape Earth and leave her nemesis Justiciar Iona behind. Meanwhile, Iona and Shelley disguised as USAF MP's have also infiltrated the base in hot pursuit. Can the Justiciar and her partner catch up to S'thena before she can escape?



"You know that once we catch up to S'thena, that things will get ugly. We may have to fight these soldiers as well as her." Said Shelley as they drove their stolen Hummer past the front checkpoint, quickly flashing the sentry on duty a quick salute, as their stolen uniforms got them past. Iona kept her eyes forward as she replied. " I cannot harm these Human soldiers, they are Innocent. It is only S'thena that will die by my hand." Shelley turned to face her. "So you are telling me, that you cannot kill anyone not even in self defense." Iona parked the Hummer switching off the engine. " My code forbids it, I kill only the guilty to protect the Innocent. Even if these soldiers fired on us, I could only wound them." Shelley looked thoughtful for a minute then squeezed Iona's hand. " That is a beautiful sentiment, if only cops on Earth could follow it." Iona returned the squeeze, looking intently into Shelley's eyes for a second Iona knew something more then understanding passed between them. As they both lent in to kiss, Iona suddenly pulled away. " Come, partner. S'thena's already got enough of a head start." She said awkwardly as they got out of the Hummer, shouldering an M4 Assault Rifle each on their shoulders. " Right behind you, Iona." Replied Shelley as she fell in beside Iona, glancing at Iona's ass, admiring her stolen appearance. Shelley had to admit for a beautiful intelligent alien from halfway across the galaxy, Iona was very rusty when it came to matters of the heart. It was one of the many things, Shelley loved about her, that and she reminded her so much of her Michelle. She suddenly felt a cold feeling traveling down spine, for a split second she felt like she was back on that rainy evening and that traffic stop.. " Shelley, are you coming? You blacked out on me. Are you OK?" Iona's voice full of concern snapped her back to the present, she looked up at Iona's stolen face. " Sorry, Iona. I'am fine, let's go get the bitch." Iona smiled at her, nodding in understanding as Shelley fell in beside her. "So where are we going, Iona?" The Justiciar flicked off her safety, and pulled back the charging handle of her rifle. "According to the memories I gleaned from Agent Parker, there is an entrance to the underground laboratories past these hangers." Shelley copied Iona. "What do you think S'thena's trying to do." Iona turned to her, a grim smile on her face. " I know exactly what she's trying to do. S'thena has had her fun, she's trying to get off planet and she is going to use a Gaian patrol craft to do it."



Using the appearance of the late Agent Sanders, S' thena made her way to the entrance to the underground labs. The memories provided by the particularly tasty Sanders had been most useful in guiding her this far. It seems that humanity had indeed encountered the other races, and that it was Gaian. According to Sanders memories, the patrol craft had crashed on Earth during the year 1948 at a small dusty backwater called Roswell. All three Gains were killed in the crash, and had been subject to medical tests and autopsy's. The US government had covered the existence of aliens up from their people, and had created Project Chimaera, to study the existence of Extraterrestrial life and to utilise alien technology for the humans benefit. S'thena had laugh the fact that these stupid mammals have had the ship and it's tech for seventy years, without making a single breakthrough. Such a weak species thought S'thena, only fit to be prey. As S'thena/Michaela, approached the checkpoint that was guarded by two male human soldiers she took out her gun and placed it on the tray. " Good Afternoon, ma'am. Please walk through the detector and prepare you ID." Said the first guard, whose name was "Vance" according to his uniform. As S'thena walked through the detector, the second guards radio bleared into life. "Attention! Agent Sanders was found dead, stripped. Whoever that is wearing her face, DoHS wants them alive. The two guards glanced at each other, before they could react S'thena grinning shifted out of the form of Michaela Sanders, her clothing and underwear tearing into rags around S'thena. She implaled Vance through his throat, the man standing transfixed as she speared the second soldier, whose name was Roberts, with her tongue straight through his skull. S'thena quickly withdrew her appendages letting the dead humans fall to the ground, like puppets with their strings cut. So much for subtlety, thought S'thena she now needed a new face she glanced to a ventilation grate next to the great doors, clicking her mandibles in satisfaction S'thena climbed up to the vent. After ripping off the vent cover with her tail, S'thena collapsed her body to the size of a small dog, as she made her way inside the ventilation ducts.




Five minutes behind her, Iona and Shelley came upon the bloody scene at the checkpoint. " S'thena's handiwork. Her disguise most have been blown, she killed these two to cover her tracks and to prevent them from raising the alarm " Iona said as she knelt by the bodies of the slain soldiers, muttering a prayer to the Goddess. " Look Iona, over there." Shelley gestured with her head to the open ventilation cover. " She's in the vents." Iona looked up, nodding. " K'sar can collapse their bodies to fit into tight spaces, come on Shelley. We have only one shot at her." Shelley rested her hand on Iona's shoulder. "What about those soldiers, Iona? They will be discovered." Iona took Sgt Spiker's access card and scanned it into the reader, the doors opened revealing a large elevator beyond. " That's why time is of the essence, Shelley. S'thena will likely seek out a new appearance, we have to get to her before your military catches up to her. Or else it will be a bloodbath." The Justiciar said as she walked onto the elevator, Shelley followed quickly behind her. They stood shoulder to shoulder, as the large door sealed in front of them, and as the elevator descended they squeezed each others hands.


As S'thena crawled though the ventilation ducts, she could have sworn she heard the sound of running water below her. Has she peered through the vent cover to get a better look, S'thena could she what see believed to be a communal human bathing area. Below her was a naked young human female, water cascading from a saucer shaped faucet onto her naked body. Her stolen memories told her this was a bathing ritual called "showering", mildly curious S'thena appraised the young female. She had high cheekbones with rounded features and narrow blue eyes, framed by long blonde hair. The female had a nice slim athletic figure, with well rounded C-cup breasts with circular dark pink areolas with a small vulva crowned with a trimmed thin strip of golden pubic hair and a firm pert ass. S'thena smiled, her appearance would do just fine she gently unscrewed the vent-cover, taking care not to alert her prey.



Lieutenant Trudi Hastings, felt an entire mornings stress wash off her naked body. At 26 , she had spent six hours down in the labs, filing out reports and dealing with the eccentric requests of the science teams one Dr who wouldn't do any work until Trudi had found his teddy bear. It had taken Trudi an hour to find the fucking thing, and even then she had never got so much as a think you and these were supposed to be the smartest men in the States, yeah right thought Trudi. As she reached for her shampoo, Trudi thought she could hear the sound of insects chittering. Having a bad feeling, Trudi turned around what she saw would have caused her to scream, if she didn't have the creatures spear like tail impaling her through her throat, pinning her to the wall of the shower cubicle. The last thing Trudi felt before she expired was a long tongue spearing into her brain, her eyes fixed on the horrific monstrosity that had killed her.



As S'thena sucked the brains from her latest victim, assuming the form of the naked dead woman as she harvested her DNA and memories, she regarded her. For all their weakness, S'thena had found human females to be the most attractive and tasty morsels she had ever sampled in her long years of travelling the cosmos, killing and stealing identities when she pleased. They had even surpassed Gaians, once S'thena's favourite delicacy. Once S'thena had finished consuming the brains of Lt Trudi Hastings, she withdrew her tongue and tail from the naked dead woman letting the corpse slide down the floor. Has she dragged the naked corpse towards her locker, S'thena sifted through her stolen memories. The woman's name was Lt Trudi Hastings, she was 26 years old and served as an assistant to the science team, acting more like a glorified servant then a military officer and more importantly knew the location of the Gaian ship, like the late Agent Sanders before her. As she stashed the naked corpse in her locker, she found the dead woman's uniform and underwear, plus her black hair scrunchie. The uniform consisted of a light blue short sleeve shirt, with the Lieutenants rank on her shoulder epaulettes name plate and flight wings pinned on the left breast complete with a navy ribbon tie, and a navy knee length skirt with black high heels. The lieutenants underwear was a matching white lace bra and thong with matching white stockings. S'thena took out the clothes and quickly dressed first pulling on the underwear then the uniform. When she was finished, S'thena used the Lieutenant's scrunchie to adapt a sensible bun. Looking at herself in her stolen face and uniform, S'thena was satisfied she looked the part. She spared the real dead naked Lt Hastings one last look, before she shut the locker bending the lock off as she did so. Smoothing down her new uniform, S'thena walked out of the shower block and towards the underground hanger, where the Gaian ship was stored.

Iona with Shelley in tow walked towards the shower block of the underground lab, following the ventilation covers that led from the elevator entrance. Shelley fell into step beside her. " How are you tracking her, Iona? She could have used the vents to get anywhere in the base." Iona turned to face her. " I have an olfactory implant, that allows me to track her through her pheromones. It's been standard issue for any Justiciar who tracks and hunts these barbaric savages. The K'sar are an insectoid race, they mark their territory and communicate with pheromones. We use this to track and hunt them, plus knowing their MO helps as well." Shelley felt a shiver run down her spine. "You never told me, we were hunting a giant bug." She said, trying to mask her fear. Iona carressed her shoulder. " Would you have had felt better, if I had lied and had said we were taking a giant Tribble." She joked. Shelley laughed, shrugging her shoulders. " I don't know what that is, but it sounds cute. No it's that I'am afraid of bugs. Michelle used to tease me a lot about it..." Her voice trailed off as she remembered Michelle's sweet laugh. Before Iona could reply, they heard a woman's scream from up ahead. "That came from the shower block, let's move." As they entered the shower block, a pretty young woman with shoulder length brown hair, dressed only in a towel approached them. " Sergeant, come here. T-there's a blood trail, from this cubicle. What do I do?" Her voice wavered as they inspected the blood trail, that led to a locker a few feet away from the cubicle. As Iona went to investigate, Shelley turned to the girl. " What's your name, sweetie?" The woman blinked once. " Lieutenant Sally Gardener, why aren't you saluting me, Aircraft Woman Kennedy ?" Sally asked suspiciously, glancing at the name at the name on her stolen uniform. Before Shelley could frame a reply, Iona had pulled off the locker door and gestured to Iona to come to her. The Lieutenant glanced first at Shelley then Iona. "Wait a minute, how can she do that? That's a steel locker. Who are you?" Shelley sighed. "I'am really sorry about this, Sally." Before the pretty lieutenant could react, Shelley punched her square in the face knocking her unconscious. She quickly stashed the unconscious woman in a locker, then bent the lock off. "Nice work with dealing with that small problem, Shelley but we have another one." She pointed to the body of a naked blonde woman, with two neat holes on her body, one to the forehead the other to the neck. Shelley recoiled back, she still wasn't used to the sight of S'thenas victims. "So she has found a new face. Poor girl, she didn't deserve this." She said as Iona finished her prayer for the dead woman's soul. " Now we know what she looks like, let's go to the lab. We need to finish this." As Shelley nodded, they heard the klaxon sound as red lights descended from the ceiling and started to flash. "Intruder alert, Intruder alert. All security report to the armoury for security protocol Alpha 1. Lockdown is now in affect..." The message repeated over and over. " By the moons of Gaia! They must have discovered the bodies of the guards above, we don't have much time." Both women shouldered their M4's and proceeded to the underground hanger.


As S'thena, now wearing the uniform and face of Lt Trudi Hastings entered the underground hanger. She too heard the alarm klaxon sound, and the automated message on repeat, it didn't matter to her. S'thena was ready to get off this rock, the quicker she left the Justiciar behind on this pathetic little rock, the happier she would feel. S'thena studied her surroundings it was a large space dominated in the centre by the large hawk like profile of a Gaian patrol ship. In front of the ship was a long chute, that extended up to the surface the large doors closed. Milling around the patrol ship were five humans, three young females and two males, dressed in long white coats over their clothes. S'thena guessed they were scientists, since she had seen Gaians who wore similar dress. In front of them was a table that had Gaian weaponry laid on it , including a phase rifle, pistol and a non-lethal stun blaster. As she walked towards the scientists, one of them a female approached her. "Lt Hastings. I thought your shift was over? What are you doing back?" S'thena gently caressed the fuselage of the ship. "I have come to take this ship off your hands. Dr." The scientist reared back confused. "W-what. Are you crazy?! Even if you could, you wouldn't know how to fly it." S'thena turned to face her, a menacing grin spreading on her face. " Then it is a good thing that I'am not human." Before the scientist could react, she shot out her tongue impaling the woman through her left eye. A second scientist walked around the ship, upon seeing the brutal death of her colleague she screamed in fear. S'thena scooped up the phase pistol from the table, and shot her through the chest. The girl collapsed backwards with a small smoking hole in her chest, as S'thena hunted down the remaining scientists with the pistol in hand.



As Iona and Shelley entered the underground hanger, they found the carnage that S'thena had left in her wake five bodies of the scientists were sprawled around the unmistakable profile of a Gaian patrol craft. Sitting in the cockpit was S'thena, still wearing the face and uniform of Lt Trudi Hastings. She smiled as she saw Iona. "Hello, Iona. And here I thought you were here to wish me fair travels. You were always so insufferably persistent. Who's the human? Your new pet, perhaps. Another tasty morsel for me to consume. Come here sweet thing, let me savour you like I did her precious Lydia." She let out her shrill laugh, which sounded even more unnatural coming from a human throat." I' am her partner, you evil bitch." S'thena laughed again. "Wow! Such a little spitfire, isn't she? Now I really want to suck her dry. Then again, we always shared the same taste in women." Iona fired a burst from her M4 rifle, which impacted off the cockpit glass. " Come out you bug eyed bitch. No more running, no more killing. You will pay for all the innocent life you have taken, both on this world and all the settled world's." Spat Iona as she fired again. Shelley joined with a volley of her own "Frak you and your human pet, Gaian blue skinned whore! I will leave this planet, and bring an entire K'sar hive fleet to this world. Why should I indulge myself on these humans, when there is plenty to go around for my brood. Then and only then, after I have murdered this entire world. Will I kill you." With that she activated the hanger override from the cockpit, and gunned the engines shooting out of the hangar. Reacting quickly, Iona grabbed the phase rifle from the table and fired into the port side engine, scoring a direct hit. The craft spewed out black smoke, as it dragged it's left side out of the hangar chute damaging the hangar door. "Good shot, Iona. You hit her clean." Said Shelley as she stood beside Iona. That heard the sound of footsteps from the other side of the lab door. Iona gestured to the shaft. " I think we have outstayed our welcome." As Shelley, caught her thread Iona stopped to pick up the stun blaster, tucking it into the waist band of her stolen combat trousers. Both women scaled the chute, coming out to the warm desert air. Iona looked up to see the slowly descending craft, black smoke billowing from its port side engine . " Got you, your K'sar bitch." Iona said as the craft impacted the desert sand.


Curse that blue skinned bitch! S'thena thought as she fought desperately to pull the stricken craft up from its descent, warning lights and sounds bearing all around her. But it was to no avail. "Damn you! Iona and your human pet" She Roared. "I kill them both and then this frakking planet!" She lurched forward as the craft impacted hard in the sand. S'thena, still in the form of Lt Hastings was too dazed to move as a crowd of darkly dressed humans shot her multiple times with electric prongs, electricity coursed through her body. Causing S'thena to shift back to her natural form. Curse these humans! How could they have known of her weakness. Unable to resist the pain any longer, S'thena slumped unconscious in the cockpit of the crashed patrol craft, the last thing she heard was a human female talk into her ear. " Subject 2 as been acquired. No sign of subject 1, please advise over."



" No! It's not possible. They cannot take her, they have no idea what they are dealing with." Iona screamed as she saw the throng of human vehicles descend on the crash site like locusts. Shelley took her shoulders in her hands. "Iona, listen to me. We have to get out of here, right now. This place will be crawling with soldiers, and... I cannot lose you. We can catch up them, we know where they are headed after all." Shelley passionately kissed the Justiciar, which Iona returned back. "Thanks, Shelley. I needed that, you are right." Both women shouldered their weapons, running through the hole in the fence left behind by the stricken craft and into the desert, evading the base security not a moment too soon. Iona turned to Shelley. "We need a change of clothes. And quickly."



After about an hour, the pair encountered two young women at the side of the road. It looked like they were in the middle of changing a flat tire, Iona smiled as she turned to Shelley. " There is our change of clothes." Shelley appraised the girls, they looked to be early twenties students by the looks of them. One had long brown hair that reached past her shoulders, with shallow cheekbones angular features and almond shaped blue eyes. She was dressed in a denim jacket with matching tight jeans, belted at the waist with a black leather belt, with knee high black leather boots. Under her jacket she wore a plain white tanktop. While her partner, was a pretty auburn haired girl, with braided pigtails with high cheekbones rounded features and big green eyes. She was dressed in a pink crop top, denim miniskirt and black converse trainers with white socks. Shelley smiled. "I will take the brunette. She's hot and her clothes her my size." Iona took out her stun blaster. " I will take the redheads clothes and form. She is very fetching, but not has striking as you. Shelley." Shelley caressed the Justiciars shoulder in thanks. "Yeah I have a weakness for redheads myself." She replied. Iona levelled her stun blaster at the girls, a non-lethal weapon designed to incapitate not kill the targets. A strong electric surge, would override the subjects CNS and render them unconscious for a period of 8 hours. She fired two quick shots.


Caitlyn Turner and Amelia Brooks, 21 and 20 respectively, where returning from their spring break from Vegas when they had blew out their front tie. Not being one to rely on men to do her fixing for her, the brunette Caitlin decided to fix the the flat herself while her friend, the pretty redheaded Amelia looked on. " How long is this going to take, Cait. I don't like being stranded out here in the open like this." Amelia crossed her arms over her small B-cup breasts. Caitlyn laughed as she spun the tire iron around. "You watch too many Horror movies, Ami. Nothings going to happen to us out here?" That did little to allay the redhead's fears. " I'am serious, Cait. A lot of bad things happen to pretty girls like us, on long desert roads like this." Before Caitlyn could answer back, the two women were hit by two electric discharges, electricity coursed through their bodies as they let out briefs cries of pain, before they fell to the ground unconscious.


" Fuck me, Iona. That was so fucking hot, that beats a taser for sure." Iona kissed her on the cheek as they approached the unconscious women. After they quickly stripped off their stolen fatigues, with Iona completely naked, they knelt by the unconscious girl's and began to strip them. Iona started by unlacing the girls trainers and removing her socks from her feet, putting them on her feet. She also removed the girls studded earrings and watch. After unfastening the denim miniskirt, Iona peeled it off down the girl's long divine legs. Iona quickly pulled off the solid red G-string thong, protecting the girls modesty, exposing her small pink vulva crowned with a trimmed strip of dark red pubic hair. After she pulled on the thong and miniskirt, Iona flicked up the girl's arms, noting that she wasn't wearing a bra her nipples peaking through the thin fabric. Fighting an intense feeling of arousal, Iona pulled the tanktop over the girl's head exposing a small but firm pair of B-cup breasts with full roundel shaped red areolas. After she finished getting dressed in the unconscious girl's clothes Iona propped the naked redhead up, planting her lips upon the girl's and kissing her assuming her form. Changing from blonde to red as Shelley, now fully dressed in the brunettes clothes, looked on. " I still cannot get over that, Iona. That really makes me horny." She flirted as Iona, unwound the girls braids copying them. Iona glanced at the unconscious brunette, clad only in a matching lace trim floral camisole and thong panties. When she was finished, they scooped up the unconscious girl's dragging them behind a rock and propping them up against it, then buried their discarded airforce uniforms. They then walked back to the car, stowing their weapons in the trunk.


"Right we need to find a place to rest up, then we can resume our hunt for S'thena in the morning." Said Iona as she got behind the wheel of their stolen car. Shelley smiled as Iona switched on the ignition. " We only have to sneak our way past a whole load of stuck up feds, to kill an overgrown galactic cockroach. Sounds simple enough, right?" Quipped Shelley, as Iona laughed driving into the setting Mojave sun.


It only took them an hour to find a dingy roadside motel called the "Desert Oasis Motel." They paid for the single room, using the money they had stolen from the students. As Iona collapsed onto the bed, she reverted back to her natural blue, something that Shelley found extremely attractive. She laid down next to Iona. "How long have you been hunting S'thena, Iona? The way she talks to you, it sounds like quite the grudge." Iona caressed Shelley's cheek. "I have been hunting her, for a hundred years now. She as cost me my marriage and my two daughters." Shelley blinked in surprise. " You were married? And you have two kids. Wow, how old are you, Iona." Iona smiled as she snuggled close."I hate to admit it, but I'am only 320 years old." Shelley caressed Ionas forearm, eliciting a moan of desire from the Justiciar. " Damn, I hope I look that good, when I'am your age." With that Iona passionately kissed Shelley on the lips. As she pulled out, both women kissed again, pulling each others clothes off as they gave into their carnal desires. As Iona straddled a naked Shelley, she glowed with a soft blue light that meant the start of the coupling process. "Iona, Iona. Yes!" Cried Shelley as Iona kissed her warm pink nipples, and Shelley caressing her pert blue ass. They made sweet otherworldly love, into the night.

[simon4242]

can we have epic epilogue plse discovery of soldier in locker and two students.......

[Stormtrooper1990]

USAF SECURITY MEMO

Security Breach:- 05/05/2023


The following is a report on the Security Breach that occurred yesterday by three persons unknown, on the Groome Lake sight. Sgt Joanne Spiker and ACW Patricia Kennedy were found bound gagged and naked in the trunk of a Civilian car outside the base perimeter. Their weapons and vehicle were also missing, the most strangest thing is that Sgt Spiker was seen on the base in the company of an unidentified blonde female soldier. We now believed that their uniforms were stolen by these female suspects, to effect entry onto the base for reasons unknown. Sgt Spiker and ACW Kennedy have both been debriefed and await reassignment.


Furthermore, a woman claiming to be murdered DoHS agent Michaela Sanders was stopped by security, but she killed them and escaped. No one as seen this imposter, but the naked body of Lt Trudie Hastings was discovered by MPs in the women's shower block in the underground lab. Her death as been labelled as unexplained pending examination, but her uniform and underwear were missing. We believe that the imposter murdered Lt Hastings, while she was in the shower then assumed her identity and stole her uniform. The unconscious body of Lt Sally Gardner was also found stuffed into a locker. Upon questioning she revealed that she was accosted by the two imposters claiming to be Sgt Spiker and ACW Kennedy. Then was knocked unconscious by "ACW Kennedy." She as since made a full recovery.



In the propulsion lab, MP's discovered the bodies of 5 scientists believed to have been murdered by "Lt Hastings" One was found with similar wounds to Lt Hastings, while the others had been shot with the alien weaponry from the Roswell craft, which was later found crashed outside the base perimeter. We can confirm that Subject 2, the Imposter Hastings, as been taken alive into DoHS custody, and will subject to cursory examination.


Subject 1, the Gaian, is still at large with her human accomplice. Intercepted messages on the police band, indicate that two female civilians, aged 20 and 21, were found unconscious stripped of their clothes by the side of the road. There money and vehicle were also stolen. We have DoHS agents in place to question the civilians, once they wake up from their comas.

The details of this incident, will be redacted and clearance given only to those of the rank of Colonel and above.


Signed

Lt Diana Hargrove USAF Base Groome Lake, NV
Project Chimaera

[Stormtrooper1990]

can we have epic epilogue plse discovery of soldier in locker and two students.......

One field report, as requested

Enjoy

[simon4242]

marvellous

[meditions142]

Like that stun blaster. Great description of how it works: "A strong electric surge, would override the subjects CNS and render them unconscious for a period of 8 hours." And love the description of when Caitlin and Amelia were hit: "the two women were hit by two electric discharges, electricity coursed through their bodies as they let out briefs cries of pain, before they fell to the ground unconscious." Very effective weapon.

I like that Amelia was nervous but neither she nor Caitlin would ever guess exactly what would happen to them.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Like that stun blaster. Great description of how it works: "A strong electric surge, would override the subjects CNS and render them unconscious for a period of 8 hours." And love the description of when Caitlin and Amelia were hit: "the two women were hit by two electric discharges, electricity coursed through their bodies as they let out briefs cries of pain, before they fell to the ground unconscious." Very effective weapon.

I like that Amelia was nervous but neither she nor Caitlin would ever guess exactly what would happen to them.

Thanks meditions, a small nod to the SI but it is Gaian technology and could well be the achilles heel of S'thena.

The clueless naive civilians is another favourite trope of mine, two completely innocent girls who just happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time with clothes to fit our two heroines.

I do love my stun guns

[meditions142]

I do love my stun guns

It shows! I do love the way you describe how they work. Something cool about the idea of "overriding the CNS" and putting the woman's brain into "sleep mode". Somehow I find that really intriguing.

[Stormtrooper1990]

I do love my stun guns

It shows! I do love the way you describe how they work. Something cool about the idea of "overriding the CNS" and putting the woman's brain into "sleep mode". Somehow I find that really intriguing.

Intriguing and quite sexy, all in one. The human body is essentially a giant battery, the brain, heart and CNS all work through electrical Stimulation. Our sense of touch is electrical, as are feelings of arousal. A weapon that non-lethally disrupts those impulses, could theoretically put a woman down for a long time. Allowing our infiltrators to strip them and stash them, without worrying about rope or gags.

[meditions142]

I do love my stun guns

It shows! I do love the way you describe how they work. Something cool about the idea of "overriding the CNS" and putting the woman's brain into "sleep mode". Somehow I find that really intriguing.

Intriguing and quite sexy, all in one. The human body is essentially a giant battery, the brain, heart and CNS all work through electrical Stimulation. Our sense of touch is electrical, as are feelings of arousal. A weapon that non-lethally disrupts those impulses, could theoretically put a woman down for a long time. Allowing our infiltrators to strip them and stash them, without worrying about rope or gags.

Indeed. The women are basically "short circuited" and are "shut down" for awhile. It is such a cool concept. The women's CNS system is nearly completely shut down. They are rendered deeply unconscious but the advanced technology allows their hearts to still beat and their lungs to still breath. Therefore the women are just knocked out, not killed.