Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity:- Chapter 18 :- On the Men (ànd Women) in Black
Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2024 10:48 am
It had been a month since my "capture" by my nemeses and internment in my now familiar cell. But in that month myself and Kremm had not been idle. After I caught up on my work detailing my adventures in California and the United Kingdom, we put together a plan for my escape and infiltration of my captors the inappropriately named "Men" in Black. We had set the date for 09:00am on the morning of the 21st July, when my security would be at its weakest. It was a risky move to infiltrate my enemies as my loyal bodyguard Kremm had pointed out twice during our planning phases but my course was set. I had been planning to conduct an investigation into the MiB ever since my arrival on Earth, but kept on putting it off due to my life of being constantly on the run. I knew that to commit to an in-depth assessment of the MiB would require me to get captured once again. It was a most convenient solution. For if the XS in it's infinite wisdom decides to declare Earth as a viable vacation destination as a result of my work, my fellow sisters in the Society had to be briefed on the capabilities of this secret organisation. What I would discover is an organisation not as impressive as it's out ward appearance suggests. But first things first, I needed a face and a uniform. Kremm as always was on hand to assist...
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
Sunday 21st July 2024 09:00am MiB Secure Holding Facility 1km below New York City
Ellana put down her datapad onto her cot as she finished off the last of her chapters. She smiled at the memory of her adventures at Wimbledon as she rose from her bed regarding the two MiB standing guard outside her cell, the blue shimmering forcefield the only barrier between her and freedom. The guard on the right was an older human male who answered to the letter B, as all human males he was boring and unsuitable. It was his companion that had interested Ellana. She was a comely young female who's initial was S. Guard S was a pretty little thing with rounded features, high cheekbones and soft eyes a pleasing hazel. Her medium length dark brown hair tied into a ponytail looped through her black patrol cap, a white pin of the MiB at its centre. The rest of her uniform, similar to her partner, consisted of a black tactical jumpsuit with the MiB logo on her left shoulder, with black laced combat boots and a hint of a white undershirt. Clipped at her waist was a chrome plated rod with coils on the blunt end, a standard issue stun baton. Ellana sized her up So considerate of the MiB to provide me with a suitable disguise. I will enjoy peeling her out that outfit. I just need Kremm to get rid of her partner and I can take care of the rest. Clearing her throat Ellana addressed the girl. "You're very pretty guard S. And that uniform is a wise choice. But I think it would better on me, my dear." S turned to her looking through the forcefield. "W-what!?" She gulped nervously as she turned to Guard B who shook his head. "Don't worry, S. There's nothing she can do while that forcefield is up. She's just trying to psyche you out, ignore her." Ellana smiled as her eyes remained fixed on Guard S. " But B, I heard rumours on what she does to...other women. It's not true is it?" B let out an exasperated sigh. "Look S, they just pay us to guard her. We don't need to know what she has done or hasn't done. Stay alert." Seeing the inexperienced woman's sweat bead on her forehead, Ellana pressed her advantage. "Why don't you shut off that door? Come in and we can get to know each other more... intimately. You may even enjoy-" "Knock it off and leave her alone, prisoner!" Guard B yelled is hand on his baton. Suddenly there was a squeaking sound from behind the guard. From a corridor further ahead. Guard B took out his baton turning to S. "Keep an eye on her. I will investigate, better to be safe then sorry." Guard S stammered nervously as sne watched B recede behind the corner. "Y-you're leaving me with her?! Shouldn't I go with you?" B looked over his shoulder at her. "Don't worry, I have this rookie. Remember the shield. You'll be fine." He smirked as he disappeared around the corner. "Well would you look at that? Looks like it's just you and me after all." Ellana grinned from ear to ear as S looked nervously at her.
After five minutes S was getting jumpy as she stood with her back to the forcefield. It's been five minutes! Where is B gone?! Has he left me alone with the changeling on purpose. Is this a test? Behind her the prisoner chuckled at her indecision. "You know that he's not coming back, S. You are on your own." Taking deep breaths she balled her hands together. "Shut up! Just shut up, prisoner!" The changeling walked closely to the forcefield. "You know what you have to do, sweet thing. Open this door and let me kiss you. I promise I will be gentle." S jumped on her heels before shooting around completely flustered her pretty face red. "Shut the fuck up! You can't scare me!" The changeling merely grinned. "All evidence to the contrary." Suddenly the lights went out. S turned around her back to the cell. "Oh shit-agh!!" Her whimpering was cut off as she felt the changelings hand grasped her throat, S's hands hung feebly by sides unable to reach her baton. "Shh! I tried to be civil but this time I won't be gentle." She hissed in S's ear as she was dragged into the cell. The guard panicked. "Just a little bit of pain and it's off to sleep." S let out a terrified squeak of pain as she felt the changeling pinch either side of her throat, at her vulnerable points. The last sensation S felt as she slumped unconscious in her attackers arms, was her jumpsuit being unzipped.
As she unbuckled the stun baton from her belt peeling the jumpsuit from Guard S's slim petite figure Ellana turned the unconscious woman's head to the kissing her hard on her full lips, assuming her pleasing form. "Guard S, MiB prison guard, real name Stacey Robinson, 23." Laying the unconscious girl onto the cot, Ellana stripped off her orange prison jumpsuit admiring the guard's scantily clad form wearing only her undershirt the nipples of her B-cup breasts peaking through the thin fabric, and white panties covering her modesty. "Stacey was in the USAF, when she was recruited into the MiB from Area 51. She thought she would at least make Agent but failed her exams. Stacey as taken them a further 3 times all failures." After pulling off her patrol cap, Ellana loosened her scrunchie copying her ponytail before setting the cap on her head. Unlacing S's combat boots, Ellana pulled them off along with her white ankle socks before stripping the jumpsuit from between her ankles. She then whipped off the guards panties exposing her small cute clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair. Pulling up the stolen underwear between her thighs, Ellana flicked up S's arms sliding up her undershirt revealing her firm buoyant B-cup breasts with puffy dark pink circular areolas. Once she had gotten dressed in the guards uniform, clipping on the stun baton on her belt Ellana tore up her prison jumpsuit binding the naked unconscious guard's limbs gagging her before she cocooning the body in the prison cot. Getting a good glimpse of her pert plum buttocks as she did so. Ellana turned walking out the cell, the lights flickering back on the forcefield flicking back to life. As a familiar huge face came from around the corner, she grinned widely.
"Great work on that distraction, Kremm. I assume you took the other guard down gently?" Kremm beamed as he walked towards Ellana. " I gave him a little pinch." He thrust his thumb behind his shoulder. "He's back there in a broom cupboard. Sleeping like a Tribble!" Ellana shook her head pinching the bridge of her nose. "Not The Valorous Knight X please, Kremm. All those Tribbles killed that simulation. To this day I don't know what the producers were thinking." Kremm lent against the wall winking. "We can agree there, Princess. The skutting thing crashes whenever they appear, makes it unwatchable." His face then turned serious. "Are you still planning to infiltrate the MiB? As your bodyguard it is my duty to advise you that this is risky, highness." Ellana put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. " I know old friend. That's why I would feel better if you were watching my back. Besides, you know this place as well as I do." Kremm gripped her wrist gently. "There is nowhere else I would rather be. Call and I will come." They both smiled as they enacted the traditional Zenobian salute. "Good luck, my lady." Ellana grinned as she walked away. "Same to you, Kremm. Stay out of trouble." She said over her shoulder as Kremm let out a wistful sigh. "I always do, Ellana."
After 10 minutes of walking through the cell block, ignoring the cat calling and jeers of a dozen alien criminals including to Ellana's surprise a green skinned horned female Mistulan, Ellana overheard the conversation between two passing male guards walking towards her. "You know what gets me, G? They don't even allow us to enter MiB central under Battery Park, through the high speed tram. Some crap about how our tactical uniforms spook visitors to Earth?" G snorted with derision. "Tell me about it, H. It's all bullshit! We are a part of the MiB too just as much as the geeks, techs and flash bastard agents. More important since we keep the shit of the universe behind bars. Why the techs and engineers have clearance I will never know." As the men walked past her flashing her a couple of nods, Ellana smiled an idea forming in her mind. Lucky for me Guard S, knew the location of this tram station. It's not too far away. Following the signs and S's memories, made her way there.
Central Park Holding Tram Station 9:30 am
As Ellana walked into the tram station the walls the same white as the prison complex, she found the place empty save for two young female technicians sitting on the benches their toolboxes next to them They are both suitable, I just need to separate one and take her place. Let's go for a closer look.. One was a pretty redhead the other an attractive girl with tanned heart shaped features, sloping cheekbones and big grey eyes. Her shoulder length jet black hair cut into a bob. They were both wearing a uniform Ellana was already quite familiar with, having already stolen one from a technician called Samantha 5 months ago. A black zipped boiler suit the MiB logo on the back in white, white hard hats with matching logo in black and laced work boots. Ellana eavesdropped on their conversation, pretending to stand guard. "Hey Melinda? Have you heard anything about Samantha?" Asked the brunette who started to cross her legs. Melinda shook her head. "No Heather. I know she was reassigned 5 months ago to tech support but she never goes back into the prison blocks. Not since the accident." Heather nodded her head, her discomfort palpable. "It's a shame really, we were the best of friends. When is the tram due again?" Melinda glanced at her watch. "About five minutes. Why? What's the matter?" Heather got up suddenly. "I really need to pee, like yesterday. I shouldn't have had those two cups of coffee." Melinda shook her head laughing. "You're never going to learn are you? Go on you have plenty of time." Thanking her, Heather walked past Ellana towards the women's bathroom. Smiling Ellana was right on her heels.
Heather Markham quickly unzipped her boiler suit dropping them and her striped black and white thong down around her ankles as she placed her pert ass on the cold metal toilet bowl, exposing her full vagina topped with a trimmed triangle of black pubic hair. Damn it! I fucking hate these metal bowls. So cold on the ass. Why can't we have ceramics like the rest of earth is anyones guess? Letting out a sigh of relief as her piss voided her full bladder Heather leaned back as she heard the bathroom door opened followed by the cubicle next to her. I hope Spock and Kirk are okay? Damn dogs keep on fighting all the time. Heh, just like their namesakes... As the last of her urine left her pussy dripped into the bowl, Heather reached for some toilet paper but before she could grab it she felt a slender hand around her mouth muffling her cries, before the sensation of an electric shock coursed through her body through her neck. Heather let a squeak of muffled pain as she slumped unconscious on the toilet bowl, her legs spread wide open clad only in her matching striped tube bra.
A most useful non lethal weapon. She was out in a moment. Pity I can't take it with me Ellana clipped on the stun baton before she hopped into the cubicle with the half naked Heather. After stripping off S's guard uniform along with everything else, Ellana straddled the unconscious half naked girl planting a passionate kiss on her lips as she took off the hard hat. "Heather Markham, 24. She is a dog person and a big fan of Star Trek. Is that related to Star Wars? She as two dogs at home; a chihuahua called Spock and a Jack Russell called Kirk." Ellana unlaced the woman's boots pulling them off along with her black cotton socks before removing the boiler suit and thong from around her ankles. Pulling up the stolen underwear she held up Heather's arms pulling up her tube bra admiring the technician's full perky C-cup breasts with small circular brown areolas. Slipping on the stolen bra, Ellana stepped into Heathers jumpsuit zipping it up then set on the hard hat. Tearing strips from S's undershirt she bound and gagged the naked Heather then picking her up under her shoulders, opening the cubicle door Ellana dragged her naked slim form over to the attendants cupboard. Propping her up against the far wall, Ellana tossed in the guard uniform including the stun baton as she closed the door leaving the naked technician in the dark. Smiling she checked her reflection before leaving the bathroom.
"There you are! I was just about to come look for you. The trams just about on its way." Melinda said as she rose from her chair gesturing with her head at a large chrome covered lozenge that was fast approaching them. Falling into step beside the redhead, Ellana picked up Heather's toolbox. "So I trust you won't be having any more coffee for the rest of the morning, Heather?" Ellana smiled at the redheaded tech as the tram doors closed. "I might go for one later in the day. It's been a while since I have had a decent cup of coffee." Melinda chuckled under her breath. "Tell me about it. The coffee at HQ tastes like ground gravel." Feeling a tug behind her navel, Ellana held onto the overhead bar as the tram made its way deeper into the Bear Cats lair.
MiB Central 1km below Battery Park South Manhattan 10:15am
Huh? Melinda was right. The coffee hear does taste like ground gravel. Well that's the second thing on my list when I reach the surface, that and a change of clothes... She grimaced as she sat at the break room table, gulping down the truly terrible coffee. For the last 45 minutes Ellana had blended in observing MiB working practices as she moved through the various departments fixing this piece of alien tech or a faulty air conditioning unit, usually with a strip of duct tape and a prayer to the Goddess. And she was thoroughly bored out of her skull. While I do like tinkering with simulations and the internals of a shuttle craft, fixing crap I don't even know what on Zenobia it's for is too much! Although she had made some crucial observations during her tinkering. It seems while the MiB does utilise alien technology, there own understanding of it is fairly limited. Like giving a child a plasma pistol and telling her to have fun. "Hey! Markham! What are you doing slacking off?" Came the voice of Heather's supervisor a grizzled beared human male called Booth. "Sorry, Booth. I was just having a quick coffee." She polished off her coffee before rising to face him. "Seriously? That stuff tastes like shit! Nevermind. We have a situation in the filing room. Some wet behind the ears staffer is having trouble with the copier. Go and straighten her out." Ellana smiled widely She? Well sounds like an opportunity to update my look. Just when I was getting bored... "I'am on it, boss! You can count on me." She grabbed Heather's tool box, tossing the empty styrofoam cup into the trash as she left. Using Heather's memories to show her the way.
MiB Filing Room 10:30am
Agent V was at her wits end. The damn copier had started to spit out all of the copies of her reports into Ellana's latest exploits all over the room. Ellana. The very name sent shivers down her spine. It's been a month since she assaulted me and stole my uniform. The therapist told me that I should have gotten over the shock of it by now. But I haven't. How can everyone now what I have been through. It's like the stupid therapist as ever had her clothes and identity stolen! Twice! Well at least I have my sweet M... In fact V had been the subject of office ridicule since she had her uniform stolen twice, having it replaced twice. Stupid quartermaster and this "Last suit you'll ever wear." balony. They don't even give us spares. The sound of the file room door opening and closing behind drew her attention. "Thank god! I called Tech Services an hour ago!" V turned to see a young lightly tanned technician who's eyes flashed with recognition as she closed the door. "If it isn't Agent V? Long time no see. Funny how we keep meeting like this?" The technician said setting down her toolbox as she approached her. V flashed her a confused look. "Um, excuse me? Have we met? How do you know me?" The girl merely grinned, cocking her head. V suddenly felt a sense of déja vû, fear trickled down her spine. It can't be? You're being paranoid Victoria... "Well what is that charming human expression? Fool me thrice..." She raised her hand as V let out a whimper rearing back. "It's not possible-ugh!" She let out a pained squeak as Ellana struck her on the pressure point on the right side of her pretty neck, unconscious as soon as the blow struck.
"...shame on you." Ellana whispered into the agents ear as she took V's weight under her shoulders lowering her to the floor. "Hmph. Same outfit, same haircut. Still as pretty but boring as ever, I see. I wonder if that's your spare suit? Or is it your only one? I hope you showered this morning. " She stripped off Heather's outfit before kneeling beside the stricken V. "Let's see what's new in your life, Victoria ." Grinning she kissed the unconscious V hard on her soft lips, loosening her black tie as she assumed the attractive form of Agent V for the third time. "Well you have been a busy girl. You and M? I had an idea and it was after she found you a second time? She obviously is crazy about you but nobody in the office knows, not even L? I wonder why?" Curious, Ellana unlaced V's shoes pulling them off before she began unbuttoning her blouse. "Well it may be the same outfit. But are wearing anything special underneath?" She let out a surprised gasp as she beheld V's cute C-cups enveloped by a black lace floral wonderbra. "Wow. Did you put these on just for me? I'am flattered. Well they are mine now." Unfastening V's trousers, Ellana worked them off her slender hips peeling them down her dancers legs. " Cute panties, V. M is definitely a lucky girl. Too bad she's not going to see this." She chuckled as she whipped off V's sexy matching lace bikini shorts, revealing her little clitoris crowned with a small strip of trimmed light brown hair and the pert buttocks Ellana had come to admire. After pulling up V's panties, Ellana stripped off the rest of V's blouse before rolling the agents half naked body onto her side. Unclasping the woman's bra Ellana slipped it loose from her lush perky C-cup breasts with rounded pink areolas. "Still as beautiful as the day we first met V." Ellana grinned as she clasped on the agents lace bra as she got dressed in the crest of V's boring outfit. When she was finished Ellana took some duct tape from Heather's toolbox taping up the wrists and ankles of the naked agent V gagging her with a strip. Taking the unconscious naked V by her ankles, Ellana dragged her over to a nearby cabinet stashing her in a foetal position before covering her with Heathers jumpsuit along with the toolbox. "Farewell once again, my dear V. Thanks so much for the sexy underwear. M's loss is my gain." She laughed as she closed the door on the naked V. As she turned walking towards the door, a file on a nearby table attracted her attention. Cocking her head Ellana walked over picking it up.
Ellana chuckled as she read the mess of a dossier that V had purpose together on her. " ' Finds human women pleasing on the eye and desires to see them naked?' Well I call that enjoying my job." Ellana shook her head as she read another of V's "findings." " She is very seductive and impossible to resist? So she likes me? Better not tell M, she will get jealous." And there was one about Kremm too. 'Kremm as demonstrated both cunning and intelligence.' Well better not tell Kremm that. It will go to his head. But he does deserve a lot of credit." Then there was one last passage that caught her eye. "She as me there. I did say something about being lonely on this planet and my desires to mate with a human female. Something to think about." Deciding she had read enough, Ellana put down the file and exited the file room. But not before putting an "out of order sign on the door. Now it's time to see what Agent V gets up to around here. Using V's memories, Ellana made her way to the MiB Bullring.
MiB Bullring 11:45am
After an hour Ellana was bored stiff collating reports and shuffling papers around. How V doesn't go stir crazy looking at all this paperwork is beyond me. I did her a favour by giving her a little break, the poor dear.. Sighing Ellana looked up at the giant screen, which detailed the number of aliens currently on planet earth. So there are at least one million aliens on Earth right now? And the MiB keeps this from the people of Earth? Interesting. They can't even keep tabs on Kremm and I. Their bureaucracy is ineffective and they focus more on containment then integration. I think I may have overestimated their threat. Ellana looked to the left of the main concourse to see what looked at small research lab. Curious. Let's see what alien tech they are researching. Getting up she walked over to the lab, slipping inside.
MiB Light R&D Labs
Walking over to a table, Ellana noticed a long sliver wand hanging suspended in a blue force field she blushed. "Oh my? That's a Mistulan pleasure wand. They are all the rage amongst XS students. I wonder how that got here?" The sound of a woman clearing her throat caused her to snap around. "What are you doing in here? This area is restricted to Agents and research personnel only. Identify yourself." It was a pretty human female with tanned angular features, high cheekbones and slanted brown eyes. Her light brown hair tied into a bun. She was wearing a white MiB lab coat underwhich was a blue silk blouse, black knee high skirt and high heels. Her ears garnished with small looped earrings. She does look quite pleasing on the eye.. Ellana straightened herself out. "I'am Agent V. I'am a senior agent." The doctor scoffed. "Ha! You wish! You're just a glorified file clerk. Now please leave or I will contact your super-ugh!" Ellana swiftly neck chopped the annoying scientist, delivering a blow to her right side of her neck. "Boring conversation anyway!" Ellana quipped as she took the woman's weight lowering her to the ground out of sight behind the table. "Time to get a transfer." She said as she knelt by the unconscious woman stripping out of V's uniform, reluctantly parting with the lace underwear.
Kneeling beside the unconscious woman, Ellana slipped off her heels then planted a full kiss on her lips as she removed her earrings, assuming her more lither form breasts shrinking hair lengthening. "Dr Clarice Woo, 32. MiB R&D scientist. The rest of her team is one their lunch, Clarice is working through hers. She collects Chinese dolls and as a vast collection at home. She sometimes performs weapons tests on them...for fun. Well that's not creepy." She said dryly as she loosened Clarice's bun copying the style before she pulled the good doctor out of her lab coat. Unbuttoning the woman's silk blouse revealed a small but cute pair of A-cups covered by a sheer nude coloured bralette that did nothing to cover Clarice's perky brown circular areolas. Rolling the scientist onto her side, Ellana unzipped the skirt from the rear peeling it from her slender hips down her long tanned legs smiling as she glanced at the matching lace thong that protected her modesty. She quickly whipped off the lacy underwear from between Clarice's thighs, admiring the scientist's small brown clitoris crowned with a thick trimmed triangle of light brown fuzz and small pert buttocks. After pulling up the stolen lingerie, Ellana stripped the blouse from Clarice's body before unhooking the bralette turning the doctor onto her back. Oriental earth women are so beautiful and elegant when naked. Ellana clasped on the stolen bra then finished dressing in the doctors clothes. After pulling on the lab coat, she bound Dr Woo with V's underwear gagging her with the tie then dragged her under her arms to an empty locker. Stashing the naked petite doctor in a standing position, Ellana dumped the remains the V's uniform at her feet as she closed the door locking it. Rubbing her hands together she grinned. Let's see what they've. And what fun I can have.
As Ellana wandered around the small lab eyes scanning the various broken pieces of tech, she noticed a pistol like gun sitting on a table with a dish surrounding the muzzle. "Wow! Is that a Dvorkin shrink ray?" Ellana picked up the gun sighting it. "By the Goddess. It is a Dvorkin shrink ray! These were banned by the Galactic Congress almost a 100 cycles ago. How did you end up on Earth?" She checked the grip sighing. "It doesn't have a power pack. Spoilsports." Putting down the gun, Ellana walked over to another object that looked like a small disc picking it up she turned it on. There was a holo of a naked blue skinned female with head tails dancing to a merry jingle. "Well that's definitely a female Hinari and I know a porn holo when I see it." Switching it off and replacing it on the table Ellana nodded to herself. "They really have no clue what half this stuff is for. They may utilise tech from the Milky Way but they cannot comprehend it." She cocked her head as she saw a small little ball floating in a suspension field in the middle of the room. "Now what do you do? I haven't seen you before." Walking over Ellana reached out to grab it. Suddenly she jumped back as the little shot from the suspension field breaking the glass and pinballed around the MiB Bullring. Ellana watched in fascination as the ball wreaked havoc amongst the staff, sending MiB diving under their desks and the sides. It broke computers smashed holes in the giant screen, causing many alien and human alike ducking for cover. Whistling innocently, Ellana made her way from the lab.
MIB Bullring 12:30pm
As soon as she walked through the door, Ellana heard a klaxon sound has the lights turned to red. "Attention! All MiB on high alert! Prisoner Ellana as escaped! We found her guard in her cell stripped and several other MiB are reported missing. Red Alert! Detain the prisoner immediately!" Yelled the female voiced as chaos erupted in the bull ring. Well it seems I have outstayed my welcome after all. Time to leave but first I need a few face . Ducking into a nearby broom cupboard, Ellana peaked through the door, seeing a female MiB agent with short blonde hair running towards her position. In one quick move Ellana yanked in the agent by her tie throwing against the wall as she closed the door. As she gave the woman a little caress on her cheek, her glasses fell off. "Well, well, well. Hi Agent M, it's been a while." M whimpered, completely under her control. "No, Ellana..." was all she managed as Ellana loosened her tie and slipped off the agents jacket. "Just to let you know, I have already bumped into V and she was kind enough to let me borrow her outfit for a third time. So I wouldn't want you to feel left out." M groaned looking at Ellana longingly. "I'am going to enjoy this. Are you ready, M?" She passionately kissed the young rookie agent, feeling immense satisfaction as M returned the kiss very hungry with a muffled moan of arousal. Ellana could feel herself shifting and changing into an exact likeness of her nemesis. Agent M let out a short rattling breath as she slid unconscious down the wall. Ellana laughing stripped off Dr Woo's outfit.
"Probationary Agent M , real name Martha Crowley, 24. Hmm? I didn't have you for a Martha. Well you are dating the young V, but you haven't told L yet because you fear being disciplined for fratinisation." Ellana unlaced M's shoes removing them along with the red socks. "Interesting. You were a specialist in the 101st Airborne but you had an accident that meant you served only served one tour with them. You were eaten by a Bug but killed it with your revolver, L saw the whole thing. She then recruited you into the MiB. No wonder you're loyal to her." Ellana unbuttoned the agents shirt revealing her small B-cups emphasised by a red lace bra. "Well there definitely is a pattern here. I wish you and V the best of luck. She's a lucky girl." After taking out M's stun pistol from its holsters, Ellana unfastened the woman's trousers working them off ner hips peeling them down her long toned legs. "You have taken good care of yourself M, I didn't expect anything less." She then whipped off M's matching red lace G-string thong exposing a full pink clean shaven clitoris. After pulling up the agents scanty underwear, Ellana removed the rest of M's shirt before reaching around her back to unhook her bra. Ellana admired M's small but buoyant breasts with puffy light pink full areolas, as she got dressed in M's suit pulling on the jacket, slipping on the shades and holstering the stun gun. "Last suit you'll ever wear, my eye." Ellana laughed as she bound the naked athletic M limbs with torn strips from the Doctors blue blouse gagging her. "Farewell, M. Thanks for the suit. I hope we don't meet again for a while at least. I bet L's going to be furious." She swept from the broom cupboard leaving the naked bound M propped up against the wall. Using the agents memories she proceeded to the Battery Park emergency exit.
Emergency Exit to Battery Park 12:45pm
As she walked towards the ladder her freedom in sight Ellana heard a very familiar voice. " Hey rookie." Ellana turned to see Agent L walk towards her. "I see your covering the Battery Park exit?" Ellana nodded resisting the urge to smile. " She may have doubled back and gone for the nearest exit. You know what's she's like, boss." To Ellana's surprise L smiled I was half expecting one of those head slaps. "Good work rookie. I will go to Central Park and check for Ellana there. She is a creature of habit after all." She patted Ellana's shoulder before running back down the corridor. "If you see her holler." Ellana smiled as she saw the receding figure of Agent L. "You got it boss!" When she was gone, Ellana shook her head. "What a sucker!" She sniggered as she clambered up the ladder, opening the hatch to feel daylight on her stolen face.
Battery Park 12:50pm
After sliding on the manhole cover Ellana creeped forwards hidden by the bushes, taking in her surroundings. I need a new face and clothes, plus transportation. I have to make good on my escape There was a group of humans, both male and female, all wearing lycra standing by their bikes taking on water or fixing their bikes. Perfect. I just need a lone female.. Creeping a little further down, Ellana spotted a young redheaded female with short ginger hear braided into pigtails under her black cycle helmet. She had her back to the bushes and was too busy fixing her wheel on her bike. The girl was wearing a tight red and black lycra cycling suit, that hugged her petite pleasing form, with black cycling shoes. Her ears were also pierced. Quite a comely looking specimen, you're all mine. Smiling, Ellana drew M's stun pistol as she snuck up on the unsuspecting woman.
Molly Daniels wiped the sweat from her brow as she swapped out the tire on her bike. She looked up to spare her hunky peloton leader, Dean a look but he didn't meet her eye he never did. I know he's ten years my senior but he's so dreamy. After all age is just a barrier Sighing wistfully she put down her wrench. She was a pretty girl of 20 with slightly squared features, sculptured cheekbones and piercing emerald eyes. A simple gold chain hung about her slender neck and keep fit watch on her left wrist. God I hope Dean likes redheads. As she reached for her water bottle, Molly felt a slender hand clamp around her mouth muffling her cry of surprise as it pulled her head up exposing her pretty neck. Then feeling the cold muzzle of a gun on her neck, Molly let out a muffled squeak as an electric current passed through the flesh. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she slumped into unconscious in her attackers arms. The last sensation she felt was being dragged into the bushes behind her.
"I really know how to pick them." Ellana whispered as she stripped out of M's suit as she knelt over the cyclists body. "A most useful gadget, like the stun baton. A pity I can't take it with me." Ellana regarded the pistol before tossing it on M's suit. After removing the girls shoes, helmet putting on her jewellery and watch she lent in to passionately kiss the stricken redhead on her young lips unzipping her cycling suit. "Molly Daniels, 20, Secretary and Amateur cyclist. She recently took up cycling to take part in a charity cycle through New York. And she as a severe crush on her cycle trainer, who's ten years her senior." Ellana peeled Molly out of her cycling suit exposing her tight little petite body decorated with freckles with small but youthful A-cup breasts with puffy circular areolas and solid white G-string thong protecting her modesty. Sparing not thought to the girl's modesty, Ellana whipped Molly's scant thong from between her thighs admiring her small pink clitoris crowned with a trimmed tuft of ginger pubic hair and small peach shaped buttocks. Pulling up the girl's scant underwear, Ellana copied her braids before zipping up the cycling suit slipping on the shoes then strapping on the helmet. Now fully dressed Ellana tore up M's shirt binding the girls limbs, gagging her with the black tie. Dragging the naked petite girl deeper into the bushes, Ellana walked towards Molly's back.
Using the girl's memories and her own technical knowledge Ellana fixed the girl's bike. Hopping on her stolen bike Ellana took a sip from the water, before rejoining the peloton. "Are you ready to go Molly? You finished your repairs." Ellana nodding flashing him a smile. "All done, Dean. Ready to ride." Smiling the man led the peloton out of Battery Park. As her group passed a bus, Ellana glanced at an advertisement on its side. Hmm? What's a Comic Con? It's back in San Diego, how could I have missed this? No matter there's flights from $200 going from JFK. That's handy. Well I need to do more research and for that I need a phone. But I think I have my next destination in mind. As soon her group reached a crossroads, Ellana peeled off from the rear heading to the airport. I love California, it will be good to see it again. She smiled as she sped down the busy New York street, the wind and sun on her face.
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
Sunday 21st July 2024 09:00am MiB Secure Holding Facility 1km below New York City
Ellana put down her datapad onto her cot as she finished off the last of her chapters. She smiled at the memory of her adventures at Wimbledon as she rose from her bed regarding the two MiB standing guard outside her cell, the blue shimmering forcefield the only barrier between her and freedom. The guard on the right was an older human male who answered to the letter B, as all human males he was boring and unsuitable. It was his companion that had interested Ellana. She was a comely young female who's initial was S. Guard S was a pretty little thing with rounded features, high cheekbones and soft eyes a pleasing hazel. Her medium length dark brown hair tied into a ponytail looped through her black patrol cap, a white pin of the MiB at its centre. The rest of her uniform, similar to her partner, consisted of a black tactical jumpsuit with the MiB logo on her left shoulder, with black laced combat boots and a hint of a white undershirt. Clipped at her waist was a chrome plated rod with coils on the blunt end, a standard issue stun baton. Ellana sized her up So considerate of the MiB to provide me with a suitable disguise. I will enjoy peeling her out that outfit. I just need Kremm to get rid of her partner and I can take care of the rest. Clearing her throat Ellana addressed the girl. "You're very pretty guard S. And that uniform is a wise choice. But I think it would better on me, my dear." S turned to her looking through the forcefield. "W-what!?" She gulped nervously as she turned to Guard B who shook his head. "Don't worry, S. There's nothing she can do while that forcefield is up. She's just trying to psyche you out, ignore her." Ellana smiled as her eyes remained fixed on Guard S. " But B, I heard rumours on what she does to...other women. It's not true is it?" B let out an exasperated sigh. "Look S, they just pay us to guard her. We don't need to know what she has done or hasn't done. Stay alert." Seeing the inexperienced woman's sweat bead on her forehead, Ellana pressed her advantage. "Why don't you shut off that door? Come in and we can get to know each other more... intimately. You may even enjoy-" "Knock it off and leave her alone, prisoner!" Guard B yelled is hand on his baton. Suddenly there was a squeaking sound from behind the guard. From a corridor further ahead. Guard B took out his baton turning to S. "Keep an eye on her. I will investigate, better to be safe then sorry." Guard S stammered nervously as sne watched B recede behind the corner. "Y-you're leaving me with her?! Shouldn't I go with you?" B looked over his shoulder at her. "Don't worry, I have this rookie. Remember the shield. You'll be fine." He smirked as he disappeared around the corner. "Well would you look at that? Looks like it's just you and me after all." Ellana grinned from ear to ear as S looked nervously at her.
After five minutes S was getting jumpy as she stood with her back to the forcefield. It's been five minutes! Where is B gone?! Has he left me alone with the changeling on purpose. Is this a test? Behind her the prisoner chuckled at her indecision. "You know that he's not coming back, S. You are on your own." Taking deep breaths she balled her hands together. "Shut up! Just shut up, prisoner!" The changeling walked closely to the forcefield. "You know what you have to do, sweet thing. Open this door and let me kiss you. I promise I will be gentle." S jumped on her heels before shooting around completely flustered her pretty face red. "Shut the fuck up! You can't scare me!" The changeling merely grinned. "All evidence to the contrary." Suddenly the lights went out. S turned around her back to the cell. "Oh shit-agh!!" Her whimpering was cut off as she felt the changelings hand grasped her throat, S's hands hung feebly by sides unable to reach her baton. "Shh! I tried to be civil but this time I won't be gentle." She hissed in S's ear as she was dragged into the cell. The guard panicked. "Just a little bit of pain and it's off to sleep." S let out a terrified squeak of pain as she felt the changeling pinch either side of her throat, at her vulnerable points. The last sensation S felt as she slumped unconscious in her attackers arms, was her jumpsuit being unzipped.
As she unbuckled the stun baton from her belt peeling the jumpsuit from Guard S's slim petite figure Ellana turned the unconscious woman's head to the kissing her hard on her full lips, assuming her pleasing form. "Guard S, MiB prison guard, real name Stacey Robinson, 23." Laying the unconscious girl onto the cot, Ellana stripped off her orange prison jumpsuit admiring the guard's scantily clad form wearing only her undershirt the nipples of her B-cup breasts peaking through the thin fabric, and white panties covering her modesty. "Stacey was in the USAF, when she was recruited into the MiB from Area 51. She thought she would at least make Agent but failed her exams. Stacey as taken them a further 3 times all failures." After pulling off her patrol cap, Ellana loosened her scrunchie copying her ponytail before setting the cap on her head. Unlacing S's combat boots, Ellana pulled them off along with her white ankle socks before stripping the jumpsuit from between her ankles. She then whipped off the guards panties exposing her small cute clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair. Pulling up the stolen underwear between her thighs, Ellana flicked up S's arms sliding up her undershirt revealing her firm buoyant B-cup breasts with puffy dark pink circular areolas. Once she had gotten dressed in the guards uniform, clipping on the stun baton on her belt Ellana tore up her prison jumpsuit binding the naked unconscious guard's limbs gagging her before she cocooning the body in the prison cot. Getting a good glimpse of her pert plum buttocks as she did so. Ellana turned walking out the cell, the lights flickering back on the forcefield flicking back to life. As a familiar huge face came from around the corner, she grinned widely.
"Great work on that distraction, Kremm. I assume you took the other guard down gently?" Kremm beamed as he walked towards Ellana. " I gave him a little pinch." He thrust his thumb behind his shoulder. "He's back there in a broom cupboard. Sleeping like a Tribble!" Ellana shook her head pinching the bridge of her nose. "Not The Valorous Knight X please, Kremm. All those Tribbles killed that simulation. To this day I don't know what the producers were thinking." Kremm lent against the wall winking. "We can agree there, Princess. The skutting thing crashes whenever they appear, makes it unwatchable." His face then turned serious. "Are you still planning to infiltrate the MiB? As your bodyguard it is my duty to advise you that this is risky, highness." Ellana put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. " I know old friend. That's why I would feel better if you were watching my back. Besides, you know this place as well as I do." Kremm gripped her wrist gently. "There is nowhere else I would rather be. Call and I will come." They both smiled as they enacted the traditional Zenobian salute. "Good luck, my lady." Ellana grinned as she walked away. "Same to you, Kremm. Stay out of trouble." She said over her shoulder as Kremm let out a wistful sigh. "I always do, Ellana."
After 10 minutes of walking through the cell block, ignoring the cat calling and jeers of a dozen alien criminals including to Ellana's surprise a green skinned horned female Mistulan, Ellana overheard the conversation between two passing male guards walking towards her. "You know what gets me, G? They don't even allow us to enter MiB central under Battery Park, through the high speed tram. Some crap about how our tactical uniforms spook visitors to Earth?" G snorted with derision. "Tell me about it, H. It's all bullshit! We are a part of the MiB too just as much as the geeks, techs and flash bastard agents. More important since we keep the shit of the universe behind bars. Why the techs and engineers have clearance I will never know." As the men walked past her flashing her a couple of nods, Ellana smiled an idea forming in her mind. Lucky for me Guard S, knew the location of this tram station. It's not too far away. Following the signs and S's memories, made her way there.
Central Park Holding Tram Station 9:30 am
As Ellana walked into the tram station the walls the same white as the prison complex, she found the place empty save for two young female technicians sitting on the benches their toolboxes next to them They are both suitable, I just need to separate one and take her place. Let's go for a closer look.. One was a pretty redhead the other an attractive girl with tanned heart shaped features, sloping cheekbones and big grey eyes. Her shoulder length jet black hair cut into a bob. They were both wearing a uniform Ellana was already quite familiar with, having already stolen one from a technician called Samantha 5 months ago. A black zipped boiler suit the MiB logo on the back in white, white hard hats with matching logo in black and laced work boots. Ellana eavesdropped on their conversation, pretending to stand guard. "Hey Melinda? Have you heard anything about Samantha?" Asked the brunette who started to cross her legs. Melinda shook her head. "No Heather. I know she was reassigned 5 months ago to tech support but she never goes back into the prison blocks. Not since the accident." Heather nodded her head, her discomfort palpable. "It's a shame really, we were the best of friends. When is the tram due again?" Melinda glanced at her watch. "About five minutes. Why? What's the matter?" Heather got up suddenly. "I really need to pee, like yesterday. I shouldn't have had those two cups of coffee." Melinda shook her head laughing. "You're never going to learn are you? Go on you have plenty of time." Thanking her, Heather walked past Ellana towards the women's bathroom. Smiling Ellana was right on her heels.
Heather Markham quickly unzipped her boiler suit dropping them and her striped black and white thong down around her ankles as she placed her pert ass on the cold metal toilet bowl, exposing her full vagina topped with a trimmed triangle of black pubic hair. Damn it! I fucking hate these metal bowls. So cold on the ass. Why can't we have ceramics like the rest of earth is anyones guess? Letting out a sigh of relief as her piss voided her full bladder Heather leaned back as she heard the bathroom door opened followed by the cubicle next to her. I hope Spock and Kirk are okay? Damn dogs keep on fighting all the time. Heh, just like their namesakes... As the last of her urine left her pussy dripped into the bowl, Heather reached for some toilet paper but before she could grab it she felt a slender hand around her mouth muffling her cries, before the sensation of an electric shock coursed through her body through her neck. Heather let a squeak of muffled pain as she slumped unconscious on the toilet bowl, her legs spread wide open clad only in her matching striped tube bra.
A most useful non lethal weapon. She was out in a moment. Pity I can't take it with me Ellana clipped on the stun baton before she hopped into the cubicle with the half naked Heather. After stripping off S's guard uniform along with everything else, Ellana straddled the unconscious half naked girl planting a passionate kiss on her lips as she took off the hard hat. "Heather Markham, 24. She is a dog person and a big fan of Star Trek. Is that related to Star Wars? She as two dogs at home; a chihuahua called Spock and a Jack Russell called Kirk." Ellana unlaced the woman's boots pulling them off along with her black cotton socks before removing the boiler suit and thong from around her ankles. Pulling up the stolen underwear she held up Heather's arms pulling up her tube bra admiring the technician's full perky C-cup breasts with small circular brown areolas. Slipping on the stolen bra, Ellana stepped into Heathers jumpsuit zipping it up then set on the hard hat. Tearing strips from S's undershirt she bound and gagged the naked Heather then picking her up under her shoulders, opening the cubicle door Ellana dragged her naked slim form over to the attendants cupboard. Propping her up against the far wall, Ellana tossed in the guard uniform including the stun baton as she closed the door leaving the naked technician in the dark. Smiling she checked her reflection before leaving the bathroom.
"There you are! I was just about to come look for you. The trams just about on its way." Melinda said as she rose from her chair gesturing with her head at a large chrome covered lozenge that was fast approaching them. Falling into step beside the redhead, Ellana picked up Heather's toolbox. "So I trust you won't be having any more coffee for the rest of the morning, Heather?" Ellana smiled at the redheaded tech as the tram doors closed. "I might go for one later in the day. It's been a while since I have had a decent cup of coffee." Melinda chuckled under her breath. "Tell me about it. The coffee at HQ tastes like ground gravel." Feeling a tug behind her navel, Ellana held onto the overhead bar as the tram made its way deeper into the Bear Cats lair.
MiB Central 1km below Battery Park South Manhattan 10:15am
Huh? Melinda was right. The coffee hear does taste like ground gravel. Well that's the second thing on my list when I reach the surface, that and a change of clothes... She grimaced as she sat at the break room table, gulping down the truly terrible coffee. For the last 45 minutes Ellana had blended in observing MiB working practices as she moved through the various departments fixing this piece of alien tech or a faulty air conditioning unit, usually with a strip of duct tape and a prayer to the Goddess. And she was thoroughly bored out of her skull. While I do like tinkering with simulations and the internals of a shuttle craft, fixing crap I don't even know what on Zenobia it's for is too much! Although she had made some crucial observations during her tinkering. It seems while the MiB does utilise alien technology, there own understanding of it is fairly limited. Like giving a child a plasma pistol and telling her to have fun. "Hey! Markham! What are you doing slacking off?" Came the voice of Heather's supervisor a grizzled beared human male called Booth. "Sorry, Booth. I was just having a quick coffee." She polished off her coffee before rising to face him. "Seriously? That stuff tastes like shit! Nevermind. We have a situation in the filing room. Some wet behind the ears staffer is having trouble with the copier. Go and straighten her out." Ellana smiled widely She? Well sounds like an opportunity to update my look. Just when I was getting bored... "I'am on it, boss! You can count on me." She grabbed Heather's tool box, tossing the empty styrofoam cup into the trash as she left. Using Heather's memories to show her the way.
MiB Filing Room 10:30am
Agent V was at her wits end. The damn copier had started to spit out all of the copies of her reports into Ellana's latest exploits all over the room. Ellana. The very name sent shivers down her spine. It's been a month since she assaulted me and stole my uniform. The therapist told me that I should have gotten over the shock of it by now. But I haven't. How can everyone now what I have been through. It's like the stupid therapist as ever had her clothes and identity stolen! Twice! Well at least I have my sweet M... In fact V had been the subject of office ridicule since she had her uniform stolen twice, having it replaced twice. Stupid quartermaster and this "Last suit you'll ever wear." balony. They don't even give us spares. The sound of the file room door opening and closing behind drew her attention. "Thank god! I called Tech Services an hour ago!" V turned to see a young lightly tanned technician who's eyes flashed with recognition as she closed the door. "If it isn't Agent V? Long time no see. Funny how we keep meeting like this?" The technician said setting down her toolbox as she approached her. V flashed her a confused look. "Um, excuse me? Have we met? How do you know me?" The girl merely grinned, cocking her head. V suddenly felt a sense of déja vû, fear trickled down her spine. It can't be? You're being paranoid Victoria... "Well what is that charming human expression? Fool me thrice..." She raised her hand as V let out a whimper rearing back. "It's not possible-ugh!" She let out a pained squeak as Ellana struck her on the pressure point on the right side of her pretty neck, unconscious as soon as the blow struck.
"...shame on you." Ellana whispered into the agents ear as she took V's weight under her shoulders lowering her to the floor. "Hmph. Same outfit, same haircut. Still as pretty but boring as ever, I see. I wonder if that's your spare suit? Or is it your only one? I hope you showered this morning. " She stripped off Heather's outfit before kneeling beside the stricken V. "Let's see what's new in your life, Victoria ." Grinning she kissed the unconscious V hard on her soft lips, loosening her black tie as she assumed the attractive form of Agent V for the third time. "Well you have been a busy girl. You and M? I had an idea and it was after she found you a second time? She obviously is crazy about you but nobody in the office knows, not even L? I wonder why?" Curious, Ellana unlaced V's shoes pulling them off before she began unbuttoning her blouse. "Well it may be the same outfit. But are wearing anything special underneath?" She let out a surprised gasp as she beheld V's cute C-cups enveloped by a black lace floral wonderbra. "Wow. Did you put these on just for me? I'am flattered. Well they are mine now." Unfastening V's trousers, Ellana worked them off her slender hips peeling them down her dancers legs. " Cute panties, V. M is definitely a lucky girl. Too bad she's not going to see this." She chuckled as she whipped off V's sexy matching lace bikini shorts, revealing her little clitoris crowned with a small strip of trimmed light brown hair and the pert buttocks Ellana had come to admire. After pulling up V's panties, Ellana stripped off the rest of V's blouse before rolling the agents half naked body onto her side. Unclasping the woman's bra Ellana slipped it loose from her lush perky C-cup breasts with rounded pink areolas. "Still as beautiful as the day we first met V." Ellana grinned as she clasped on the agents lace bra as she got dressed in the crest of V's boring outfit. When she was finished Ellana took some duct tape from Heather's toolbox taping up the wrists and ankles of the naked agent V gagging her with a strip. Taking the unconscious naked V by her ankles, Ellana dragged her over to a nearby cabinet stashing her in a foetal position before covering her with Heathers jumpsuit along with the toolbox. "Farewell once again, my dear V. Thanks so much for the sexy underwear. M's loss is my gain." She laughed as she closed the door on the naked V. As she turned walking towards the door, a file on a nearby table attracted her attention. Cocking her head Ellana walked over picking it up.
Ellana chuckled as she read the mess of a dossier that V had purpose together on her. " ' Finds human women pleasing on the eye and desires to see them naked?' Well I call that enjoying my job." Ellana shook her head as she read another of V's "findings." " She is very seductive and impossible to resist? So she likes me? Better not tell M, she will get jealous." And there was one about Kremm too. 'Kremm as demonstrated both cunning and intelligence.' Well better not tell Kremm that. It will go to his head. But he does deserve a lot of credit." Then there was one last passage that caught her eye. "She as me there. I did say something about being lonely on this planet and my desires to mate with a human female. Something to think about." Deciding she had read enough, Ellana put down the file and exited the file room. But not before putting an "out of order sign on the door. Now it's time to see what Agent V gets up to around here. Using V's memories, Ellana made her way to the MiB Bullring.
MiB Bullring 11:45am
After an hour Ellana was bored stiff collating reports and shuffling papers around. How V doesn't go stir crazy looking at all this paperwork is beyond me. I did her a favour by giving her a little break, the poor dear.. Sighing Ellana looked up at the giant screen, which detailed the number of aliens currently on planet earth. So there are at least one million aliens on Earth right now? And the MiB keeps this from the people of Earth? Interesting. They can't even keep tabs on Kremm and I. Their bureaucracy is ineffective and they focus more on containment then integration. I think I may have overestimated their threat. Ellana looked to the left of the main concourse to see what looked at small research lab. Curious. Let's see what alien tech they are researching. Getting up she walked over to the lab, slipping inside.
MiB Light R&D Labs
Walking over to a table, Ellana noticed a long sliver wand hanging suspended in a blue force field she blushed. "Oh my? That's a Mistulan pleasure wand. They are all the rage amongst XS students. I wonder how that got here?" The sound of a woman clearing her throat caused her to snap around. "What are you doing in here? This area is restricted to Agents and research personnel only. Identify yourself." It was a pretty human female with tanned angular features, high cheekbones and slanted brown eyes. Her light brown hair tied into a bun. She was wearing a white MiB lab coat underwhich was a blue silk blouse, black knee high skirt and high heels. Her ears garnished with small looped earrings. She does look quite pleasing on the eye.. Ellana straightened herself out. "I'am Agent V. I'am a senior agent." The doctor scoffed. "Ha! You wish! You're just a glorified file clerk. Now please leave or I will contact your super-ugh!" Ellana swiftly neck chopped the annoying scientist, delivering a blow to her right side of her neck. "Boring conversation anyway!" Ellana quipped as she took the woman's weight lowering her to the ground out of sight behind the table. "Time to get a transfer." She said as she knelt by the unconscious woman stripping out of V's uniform, reluctantly parting with the lace underwear.
Kneeling beside the unconscious woman, Ellana slipped off her heels then planted a full kiss on her lips as she removed her earrings, assuming her more lither form breasts shrinking hair lengthening. "Dr Clarice Woo, 32. MiB R&D scientist. The rest of her team is one their lunch, Clarice is working through hers. She collects Chinese dolls and as a vast collection at home. She sometimes performs weapons tests on them...for fun. Well that's not creepy." She said dryly as she loosened Clarice's bun copying the style before she pulled the good doctor out of her lab coat. Unbuttoning the woman's silk blouse revealed a small but cute pair of A-cups covered by a sheer nude coloured bralette that did nothing to cover Clarice's perky brown circular areolas. Rolling the scientist onto her side, Ellana unzipped the skirt from the rear peeling it from her slender hips down her long tanned legs smiling as she glanced at the matching lace thong that protected her modesty. She quickly whipped off the lacy underwear from between Clarice's thighs, admiring the scientist's small brown clitoris crowned with a thick trimmed triangle of light brown fuzz and small pert buttocks. After pulling up the stolen lingerie, Ellana stripped the blouse from Clarice's body before unhooking the bralette turning the doctor onto her back. Oriental earth women are so beautiful and elegant when naked. Ellana clasped on the stolen bra then finished dressing in the doctors clothes. After pulling on the lab coat, she bound Dr Woo with V's underwear gagging her with the tie then dragged her under her arms to an empty locker. Stashing the naked petite doctor in a standing position, Ellana dumped the remains the V's uniform at her feet as she closed the door locking it. Rubbing her hands together she grinned. Let's see what they've. And what fun I can have.
As Ellana wandered around the small lab eyes scanning the various broken pieces of tech, she noticed a pistol like gun sitting on a table with a dish surrounding the muzzle. "Wow! Is that a Dvorkin shrink ray?" Ellana picked up the gun sighting it. "By the Goddess. It is a Dvorkin shrink ray! These were banned by the Galactic Congress almost a 100 cycles ago. How did you end up on Earth?" She checked the grip sighing. "It doesn't have a power pack. Spoilsports." Putting down the gun, Ellana walked over to another object that looked like a small disc picking it up she turned it on. There was a holo of a naked blue skinned female with head tails dancing to a merry jingle. "Well that's definitely a female Hinari and I know a porn holo when I see it." Switching it off and replacing it on the table Ellana nodded to herself. "They really have no clue what half this stuff is for. They may utilise tech from the Milky Way but they cannot comprehend it." She cocked her head as she saw a small little ball floating in a suspension field in the middle of the room. "Now what do you do? I haven't seen you before." Walking over Ellana reached out to grab it. Suddenly she jumped back as the little shot from the suspension field breaking the glass and pinballed around the MiB Bullring. Ellana watched in fascination as the ball wreaked havoc amongst the staff, sending MiB diving under their desks and the sides. It broke computers smashed holes in the giant screen, causing many alien and human alike ducking for cover. Whistling innocently, Ellana made her way from the lab.
MIB Bullring 12:30pm
As soon as she walked through the door, Ellana heard a klaxon sound has the lights turned to red. "Attention! All MiB on high alert! Prisoner Ellana as escaped! We found her guard in her cell stripped and several other MiB are reported missing. Red Alert! Detain the prisoner immediately!" Yelled the female voiced as chaos erupted in the bull ring. Well it seems I have outstayed my welcome after all. Time to leave but first I need a few face . Ducking into a nearby broom cupboard, Ellana peaked through the door, seeing a female MiB agent with short blonde hair running towards her position. In one quick move Ellana yanked in the agent by her tie throwing against the wall as she closed the door. As she gave the woman a little caress on her cheek, her glasses fell off. "Well, well, well. Hi Agent M, it's been a while." M whimpered, completely under her control. "No, Ellana..." was all she managed as Ellana loosened her tie and slipped off the agents jacket. "Just to let you know, I have already bumped into V and she was kind enough to let me borrow her outfit for a third time. So I wouldn't want you to feel left out." M groaned looking at Ellana longingly. "I'am going to enjoy this. Are you ready, M?" She passionately kissed the young rookie agent, feeling immense satisfaction as M returned the kiss very hungry with a muffled moan of arousal. Ellana could feel herself shifting and changing into an exact likeness of her nemesis. Agent M let out a short rattling breath as she slid unconscious down the wall. Ellana laughing stripped off Dr Woo's outfit.
"Probationary Agent M , real name Martha Crowley, 24. Hmm? I didn't have you for a Martha. Well you are dating the young V, but you haven't told L yet because you fear being disciplined for fratinisation." Ellana unlaced M's shoes removing them along with the red socks. "Interesting. You were a specialist in the 101st Airborne but you had an accident that meant you served only served one tour with them. You were eaten by a Bug but killed it with your revolver, L saw the whole thing. She then recruited you into the MiB. No wonder you're loyal to her." Ellana unbuttoned the agents shirt revealing her small B-cups emphasised by a red lace bra. "Well there definitely is a pattern here. I wish you and V the best of luck. She's a lucky girl." After taking out M's stun pistol from its holsters, Ellana unfastened the woman's trousers working them off ner hips peeling them down her long toned legs. "You have taken good care of yourself M, I didn't expect anything less." She then whipped off M's matching red lace G-string thong exposing a full pink clean shaven clitoris. After pulling up the agents scanty underwear, Ellana removed the rest of M's shirt before reaching around her back to unhook her bra. Ellana admired M's small but buoyant breasts with puffy light pink full areolas, as she got dressed in M's suit pulling on the jacket, slipping on the shades and holstering the stun gun. "Last suit you'll ever wear, my eye." Ellana laughed as she bound the naked athletic M limbs with torn strips from the Doctors blue blouse gagging her. "Farewell, M. Thanks for the suit. I hope we don't meet again for a while at least. I bet L's going to be furious." She swept from the broom cupboard leaving the naked bound M propped up against the wall. Using the agents memories she proceeded to the Battery Park emergency exit.
Emergency Exit to Battery Park 12:45pm
As she walked towards the ladder her freedom in sight Ellana heard a very familiar voice. " Hey rookie." Ellana turned to see Agent L walk towards her. "I see your covering the Battery Park exit?" Ellana nodded resisting the urge to smile. " She may have doubled back and gone for the nearest exit. You know what's she's like, boss." To Ellana's surprise L smiled I was half expecting one of those head slaps. "Good work rookie. I will go to Central Park and check for Ellana there. She is a creature of habit after all." She patted Ellana's shoulder before running back down the corridor. "If you see her holler." Ellana smiled as she saw the receding figure of Agent L. "You got it boss!" When she was gone, Ellana shook her head. "What a sucker!" She sniggered as she clambered up the ladder, opening the hatch to feel daylight on her stolen face.
Battery Park 12:50pm
After sliding on the manhole cover Ellana creeped forwards hidden by the bushes, taking in her surroundings. I need a new face and clothes, plus transportation. I have to make good on my escape There was a group of humans, both male and female, all wearing lycra standing by their bikes taking on water or fixing their bikes. Perfect. I just need a lone female.. Creeping a little further down, Ellana spotted a young redheaded female with short ginger hear braided into pigtails under her black cycle helmet. She had her back to the bushes and was too busy fixing her wheel on her bike. The girl was wearing a tight red and black lycra cycling suit, that hugged her petite pleasing form, with black cycling shoes. Her ears were also pierced. Quite a comely looking specimen, you're all mine. Smiling, Ellana drew M's stun pistol as she snuck up on the unsuspecting woman.
Molly Daniels wiped the sweat from her brow as she swapped out the tire on her bike. She looked up to spare her hunky peloton leader, Dean a look but he didn't meet her eye he never did. I know he's ten years my senior but he's so dreamy. After all age is just a barrier Sighing wistfully she put down her wrench. She was a pretty girl of 20 with slightly squared features, sculptured cheekbones and piercing emerald eyes. A simple gold chain hung about her slender neck and keep fit watch on her left wrist. God I hope Dean likes redheads. As she reached for her water bottle, Molly felt a slender hand clamp around her mouth muffling her cry of surprise as it pulled her head up exposing her pretty neck. Then feeling the cold muzzle of a gun on her neck, Molly let out a muffled squeak as an electric current passed through the flesh. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she slumped into unconscious in her attackers arms. The last sensation she felt was being dragged into the bushes behind her.
"I really know how to pick them." Ellana whispered as she stripped out of M's suit as she knelt over the cyclists body. "A most useful gadget, like the stun baton. A pity I can't take it with me." Ellana regarded the pistol before tossing it on M's suit. After removing the girls shoes, helmet putting on her jewellery and watch she lent in to passionately kiss the stricken redhead on her young lips unzipping her cycling suit. "Molly Daniels, 20, Secretary and Amateur cyclist. She recently took up cycling to take part in a charity cycle through New York. And she as a severe crush on her cycle trainer, who's ten years her senior." Ellana peeled Molly out of her cycling suit exposing her tight little petite body decorated with freckles with small but youthful A-cup breasts with puffy circular areolas and solid white G-string thong protecting her modesty. Sparing not thought to the girl's modesty, Ellana whipped Molly's scant thong from between her thighs admiring her small pink clitoris crowned with a trimmed tuft of ginger pubic hair and small peach shaped buttocks. Pulling up the girl's scant underwear, Ellana copied her braids before zipping up the cycling suit slipping on the shoes then strapping on the helmet. Now fully dressed Ellana tore up M's shirt binding the girls limbs, gagging her with the black tie. Dragging the naked petite girl deeper into the bushes, Ellana walked towards Molly's back.
Using the girl's memories and her own technical knowledge Ellana fixed the girl's bike. Hopping on her stolen bike Ellana took a sip from the water, before rejoining the peloton. "Are you ready to go Molly? You finished your repairs." Ellana nodding flashing him a smile. "All done, Dean. Ready to ride." Smiling the man led the peloton out of Battery Park. As her group passed a bus, Ellana glanced at an advertisement on its side. Hmm? What's a Comic Con? It's back in San Diego, how could I have missed this? No matter there's flights from $200 going from JFK. That's handy. Well I need to do more research and for that I need a phone. But I think I have my next destination in mind. As soon her group reached a crossroads, Ellana peeled off from the rear heading to the airport. I love California, it will be good to see it again. She smiled as she sped down the busy New York street, the wind and sun on her face.
