Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity:- Chapter 22 On the Human Olympics Pt 2
Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2024 7:00 pm
I had enjoyed my first half a day at the Olympic games having secured a world record and coming close to claiming a second. But I hadn't won a medal...yet. I even had the pleasure of seeing my nemeses arrested, carried away by the authorities. Although I had no illusions that that wouldn't be the last I would see of them at the Olympic games. In fact just that afternoon I would see them once again right on my tai, still pulling the same amateur trick. So it was that disguised as ESPN reporter Kaitlyn Powers I made my way to the Olympic Village, to "interview" the young swimmer Bryce Anderson. Of course I had every intention to replace the girl and swim her race. Afterwards I would move through the games following the schedule and hopefully secure myself a medal, a souvenir of my time at the games. Little did I know that I was soon to get my wish...
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
Thursday 1st August 2024 13:45pm The Olympic Village
"Kaitlyn Powers, ESPN. I'am scheduled to have an interview with Ms Bryce Anderson, the Australian Swimmer. At 14:00." Ellana flashed the security guard a smile as she handed Kaitlyn's pass to him for scan. After a quick check of his computer the guard handed the pass back to her with a nod. " Yes I I have you on the system Madame Powers you are expected. Just follow the signs to the Village swimming pool and you should be there in 10 minutes." Accepting her pass back, Ellana thanked the human as she drove under the raised barrier. Hmm? According to Kaitlyn's memories she was to interview her just after her training. It was her editors idea to make it seem more natural and life-like, giving the readers a more authentic insight. Well it does make replacing her all that more easier. Apparently she's an exciting up and coming with a shot at winning gold. I should win easily with her form After parking up, Ellana looped the reporters bag over her shoulder locking the car before replacing the keys. Grinning in anticipation she made her way to the swimming pool.
Olympic Village Swimming Pool 13:58pm
Australian swimmer Bryce Anderson felt the cool caress of the water on her wetsuit as she practised her 100m fly. The only thing I enjoy more is the warm tender caresses and of soft lips of my sweet Grace. In fact I wish that I was still in Brisbane studying for my veterinary exam. I don't think I''am cut out for the olympic games. I wish my parents and Carl would see that. Hopefully with this interview I can set the record straight and finally come out to the world. Just like I promised Gracie. As she returned for her second lap, Bryce could see an attractive female figure dressed in white enter the pool area. That must be Mrs Powers now, great timing. A full 30 minutes before my race.. Pushing herself off the wall Bryce cut through the water. She was an pretty girl of 19 with smooth rounded features, high cheekbones and almond shaped hazel eyes framed by blue goggles. Her short dark brown locks tied into a small ponytail, hidden by her green swim cap with "AUS" flashed on the side. Bryce was dressed only in her gold Team Australia onesie that hugged her lean athletic figure. As soon as she reached the other side, the reporter looked down on her. "Ms Anderson I presume?" Kaitlyn Powers the woman said as Bryce lifted her goggles from her eyes.
"It's good your here Mrs Powers, I'am glad for the opportunity to set the record straight." Bryce said as she climbed out of the pool, dripping from head to toe. I must admit she cuts a pleasing figure with the water dripping from her tight body. A fine example of the human female. "That's why I'am here Ms Anderson. To give you the chance to tell your side of the story." The young girl smiled shaking her hand. "Please just call me Bryce. "Ms Anderson" sounds way to formal." Nodding Ellana fell in step beside the girl as they walked into the deserted locker room. Once they had reached her locker Bryce turned to face her. "I'am sorry I don't mean to be rude but would you mind if you waited outside while I get changed? I don't want to be giving an interview dripping all over the place." Ellana grinned evilly raising her right hand. "Actually I do mind..." Bryce raised her eyebrows"Excuse m-ugh!!" She let out a cute squeak as Ellana swiftly neck chopped Bryce in the side of her neck, instantly knocking her unconscious.
Letting the girl fall forwards Ellana took her weight under her shoulders draping her on the bench before stripping out of Kaitlyn's clothes. Kneeling beside the unconscious swimmer Ellana kissed her passionately on her young lips, assuming her young form as she peeled Bryce out of her swimsuit. "Bryce Anderson, 19, Australian 100m Butterfly and veterinary student. She would rather focus on her studies and become a vet because she loves animals. But she feels pressured by both her coach and parents to commit to swimming instead. Which she sees more as a hobby." Ellana admired Bryce's naked toned athletic form with buoyant young breasts with pink rose petal areolas and a cute little clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of brown pubic hair. "Interesting. She is dating a girl in her class, Grace. Who she loves more than anything but Bryce hasn't come out as lesbian yet. Her girlfriend is here supporting her but isn't allowed into the village." After pulling off the swimmers cap and goggles Ellana adopted her ponytail before putting them on herself. Tearing up Kaitlyn's dress Ellana bound and gagged the naked swimmer dragging her off the bench as she stashed her body next to her kitbag. Tossing in the remains of Kaitlyn's clothes Ellana closed the locker then swept from the locker room.
As she slid into the pool swimming out to the middle treading water Ellana smelt the same chlorinated small she had caught from Bryce. Curious, humans swim in chlorinated water? Why? Chlorine is quite toxic even to Zenobians. We swim in heated pools with pure fresh water. Quite healthy for the skin. Shrugging at this new development Ellana practiced using Bryce's memories and skills swimming about five lengths with the butterfly stroke. After five minutes of exhilaration feeling the adrenaline coursing through her veins, Ellana came to the side finding a pair of trainers looking up she found their owner a blonde middle aged human dressed in a team Australia tracksuit looking down on her crossing his arms. This is Carl Gilchrist and according to her memories her swim coach. "Bryce there you are. Have you finished with your interview? The one I didn't approve of." Ellana looked up to him. "Yes. I feel like a new woman after getting everything off my chest." The coach smiled as he crouched to her level. "That's good to hear. Look, Bryce you really need to get a move on. You are already aware that all the events have been moved ahead of schedule thanks to these vague security threats they are not at liberty to divulge anything more on. Plus that whole shit storm over the stadium fire business. So your supposed to compete in 30 minutes." Ellana sighed as she climbed out of the pool, rushing to the locker room. You always were clumsy Ellana. Just like the time you stood on on the Mayoress of Gronden's dress, during the state opening of the new Exhibition Centre and tore it from her. She was completely naked...
When she opened the locker door Ellana glanced at the huddled naked sleeping Bryce. " My apologies, Bryce. It seems I didn't need to steal your swimsuit after all. What sweet irony, eh? But as my mum always says "If life gives you smloks, make a cocktail. Farewell, I have a race to win." She retrieved the swimmers kitbag then closed the locker on Bryce one last time. After quickly drying herself with the towels Ellana pulled on the tracksuit over her swimsuit then looped the bag over her shoulders. Exiting the locker room, Ellana found coach Gilchrist waiting for her by the entrance doors. "You all set Bryce? Ready to win the gold?" Ellana grinned nodding with determination. "You bet coach! Lead on." Gilchrist clapped a hand on her shoulder. "That's my girl!" He cried before leading her to awaiting SUV.
The Olympic Aquatics Centre 14:30pm
As Ellana stripped off Bryce's tracksuit she looked around at her competition. All fit beautiful young women, Coach Gilchrist had pointed out her two immediate threats. To her left was the British athlete Keeley Davies, a blonde Welsh girl who Ellana had shared words with just yesterday about swimming while to her right was the dark haired Katrina Van Leeuwens from the Netherlands. Finishing her appraisals Ellana stretched her arms before taking position onto the starting blocks. Wait? What? I have to dive into the pool and start swimming? No one side anything about this! Suddenly an electronic buzzer sounded declaring the start of the race. All the swimmers dived in as one all except Ellana who left it a little late. Feeling the water lap around her, Ellana quickly used Bryce's skills to catch up to the leaders cutting through the pool like a knife. She managed to catch up to the three leaders but finished a respectable fourth behind a German swimmer, Katrina clinching the silver and the gold going to Keeley. Swimming over to congratulate the winners, Ellana then climbed out of the pool glancing at the board. Well coming fourth is respectable and I got a new personal best. Well I need a new form and a new event. Smiling still feeling the adrenaline Ellana dried herself before looping Bryce's kitbag over her shoulder making her way to the locker room.
"Bryce! Hold up a minute!" Ellana turned to see Coach Gilchrist with a pretty well endowed middle aged female with lined heart shaped features, shallow cheekbones and piercing blue eyes, framed by shoulder length sable coloured hair. She was dressed in a blue "Romania" tracksuit with white t-shirt underneath. Curious. They both look like they have just gotten dressed? They must be "sharing" some of this olympic spirit... Flashing the coach a smile Ellana let him continue. " It's a shame about that start Bryce. But it's not the end of the world, you are still young. At least you got a personal best and that's something we can build on." He then turned to his companion. "This is Constance Popescu. She's the Romanian rhythmic gymnastics coach and a...close friend." I bet she is. Ellana thought as the woman flashed her a smile holding out her hand which Ellana shook, blushing slightly. "Carl...er...Mr Gilchrist as told me all about how talented you are. I came to watch you compete." She then glanced at her watch. "Even if it does mean that the first rhythmic event is about to begin and I must hurry back or poor Mihaela will be wondering where I am." Or you wanted to spend some time coaching Carl. Humans are so lustful... Ellana smiled as she retrieved her hand. "I wasn't talented enough I fear. I only came fourth." She replied disappointed. Constance laid a hand on her shoulder. "Don't ever say that, Bryce. You are young and have your whole career ahead of you. I know I have been where you are. I had many sprained ankles, sleepless nights and finishing last before I become an olympic champion. Keep at it and you will get the gold. Now I really must be going. It was nice to meet you." She said before turning on her heels running towards the doors. "Curse these stupid schedule changes." Constance shouted as Carl turned back to Ellana. I will assume her form. That should get me into the gymnastics centre next door and get to her champion. I can do some gymnastics, perhaps I can even win myself a medal. Now I just need to get rid of the coach... Ellana began to cross her thighs faking an urgent toilet emergency. "I'am sorry coach. But I need to pee." Carl nodded his head. "Go on then. It's one of the side effects of being a swimmer all this water makes you want to piss. But don't be long I want to pick up your training as soon as possible." Bading the coach farewell, Ellana followed quickly after Constance through the double doors.
"Constance! Have you got a minute?" As Constance rushed through the adjoining corridor that linked the Aquatics and Gymnastics Centres, she heard the Bryce come from behind. Stopping outside a broom cupboard she turned to face the young swimmer, still wearing her swimsuit. "Bryce? What is it my dear? I'am afraid I'am running late." Bryce flashed her a smile as she approached her, cocking her head. "I just wanted to thank you for your advice and that I noticed the looks your share with Carl. Your extra curricular 'olympic activities'." Constance let out a surprised gasp . "I-I don't know what your talking about, Bryce. Y-you must be imagining thi-ohh?" Constance felt a wave of clam arousal tickle down her spine as Bryce caressed her cheek. "Don't worry your secrets safe with me..." The girl grinned as she planted a passionate kiss on her lips, opening the door behind her. To her surprise Constance felt herself returning the kiss as she was lead inside the broom cupboard. But I love Carl? I love men. It's been a while since I kissed a girl and that was over 20 years ago... Was her last thought as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, slumping unconscious in her clones arms. Grinning, Ellana closed the door leaving them in darkness.
" Constance Popescu, 45, Romanian Rhythmic Gymnastics coach." Ellana stripped off Bryce's costume before kneeling to remove Constance's trainers. " I knew it, they are involved. She is a widow and so is the swim coach. They met while on a coach's conference in Sydney 6 months ago, and fell in love after they shared their grief." After slipping off Constance's tracksuit top from her shoulders, Ellana held up the coaches arms pulling her t-shirt over her head revealing D-cup breasts enveloped in a lacy black lace trim satin bra. "They both are the same age and are deeply in love. They have talked about marriage but want to take things slowly. Their relationship is sexual, which explains her underwear." Reaching around Constance's back, Ellana unclasped the woman's bra freeing the undergarment from her abundant chest admiring her full rounded breasts with roundel shaped puffy dark pink areolas, as she flopped back onto the floor. Clipping on the bra, Ellana unlaced the coaches tracksuit bottoms whipping them down her long toned legs along with her matching briefs exposing a full womanhood crowned with a thick fan of trimmed black pubic hair. Once she was dressed in Constance's clothes, Ellana found some duct tape, taping up the naked voluptuous coaches wrists and ankles before gagging her with a strip. Sweeping from the cupboard Ellana checked the woman's watch. "15:10? I'am already ten minutes late. I must really must pick up the pace." Breaking into a run, Ellana used the coaches memories to find the teams dressing room.
Same moment Olympic Gymnastics Centre
"It's a good job you and Agent P from the backup team are very tight boss. We would have never have gotten away from those Gendarmes, if he didn't neuralyse them. At least he won't go running off to Z." Agent M said as she pulled on the black slacks that once belonged to pretty redheaded ponytailed Belgian olympic gymnast judge Peta Bergens who lay at M's feet dressed only in her matching dark blue matching lace bra and thong, bound ang gagged with duct tape. "Well I saved his life after a Kylothian mercenary impersonated his partner and ripped it's way through his precinct back when he still BPD. You can ask him about it. Just be gentle, rookie. It's not a happy memory." L replied as she buttoned up the blouse belonging to the brunette British judge Amanda Catterick, who had short tousled hair, before pulling up her pleated charcoal skirt. Like her fellow judge Amanda was dressed only in her white lace one piece undergarment, taped up with duct tape. The two agents had pulled the judges into a broom cupboard, choking them out before relieving them of their uniforms. "Besides, trust me rookie Z will hear about this sooner or later." L pulled on the black olympic blazer as M parroted her. "Well boss, she did say if we pull this stunt again then it's off to Alaska with the pair of us." L merely shrugged as she buttoned her stolen blazer. "We bring Ellana in, Z won't even care what we did to get her." M nodded unconvinced but accepted her words. "If you say so boss. I'am with you. Another question. Remind me again why we are replacing judges?"
L took the unconscious scantily clad judge under her arms dragging her to the far wall, as M did the same. " Knowing our girl she's out to attend as many events as she can. It just so happens that rhythmic gymnastics was the next in line. Besides I got a gut feeling. And you know my rule 101 rookie, always follow your gut." L propped Amanda against the wall as M placed Peta next to her, shoulder to shoulder. "Alright boss, but how exactly are we going to find Ellana? She could be any woman." Rubbing her hands together L opened the door. "You know Ellana. She's a walking disaster area. Just wait for her to screw up and it's going to be pretty easy." M fell into step next to as they left the cupboard. "With Ellana nothing is easy..." The young agent said under her breath.
The Olympic Gymnastics Centre Team Romania Dressing Room 13:20pm
Ellana had found the Romanian teams dressing room coming across a young blonde female nervously bouncing on her feet. Who could only be the teams champion Mihaela. "Mrs Popescu? I have been waiting for you. I feel so nervous what if I let the nation down." Ellana appraised the young female, she was a pretty little thing with diamond shaped features slender cheekbones and big brown eyes. Her long light blonde hair tied into a knot. Her pleasingly petite form hugged by the white sparkling short sleeve onesie, the Romanian flag flying between her tiny breasts. The nipples peaking through the lycra meant she was naked underneath. Ellana cocked her head as she approached the girl. "I know you're going to win, you are the best around. But if you are really this nervous, then let me give you a hand." Grinning widely Ellana raised her right hand. The girl reared back. "Mrs Popescu? What are you-ugh?!!" The gymnast let out a pained squeak as Ellana struck her with a well practiced chop on the right side of her neck. Ellana caught the unconscious Mihaela in her arms as she fell forwards, gently lowering her to the floor onto her side.
Stripping out of Constance's tracksuit, Ellana took the unconscious Mihaela into her arms planting a kiss on her young lips as she assumed the girls form, loosening her knot. " Mihaela Antonescu, 18, Romanian Champion. She is also a chess prodigy as well and was recently placed third in the world at a recent tournament. But the gym is her passion and she is supported by her parents, who both used to compete in the games themselves." After adopting the girl's knot Ellana rolled the unconscious Mihaela onto her side unzipping the lycra onesie from the rear she peeled it from the gymnasts lean petite form, revealing her young A-cup breasts with slightly pointed perky pink areolas, small clean shaven clitoris and pert little buttocks. Once she had stepped into the onesie zipping it up, Ellana tore up Constance's t-shirt binding and gagging the gymnasts naked slim form before dragging her by her ankles over to a wardrobe. Stashing Mihaela inside Ellana tossed the remains of the coaches clothes onto the body before closing the wardrobe. Bouncing on her own feet in anticipation Ellana left the dressing room with Mihaela's ribbon in tow. Let's go win this thing.
15:30pm
As Ellana waited patiently for her time to shine, watching her fellow competitors perform to music with all manner of instruments to music ranging from large balls to hoops, she had the displeasure of seeing her nemeses on the judging panel. I should have known I would see them again the amateurs. But so soon? How did they escape the police so quickly? They must have a back up team. Such would be by guess. Anyhow I must be at my very best to avoid their gaze and seek to get as far away from them as possible at the earliest opportunity. Alright Ellana game face on. After the French athlete had finished her hoop work along to the tune of Fire in the Rain with a round of applause it was Ellana's turn. Walking out onto the mat Ellana took a bow as she waited for the music to begin. Then as the song Running Up That Hill reverberated through the hall Ellana began her routine. Using Mihaela's own memories along with a little Zenobian flair she wowed the crowd and the judges, even M and L were impressed clapping along with the crowd as Ellana's blue ribbon flashed through the air. When the music ended she took another bow and awaited the results from the judges. 9.5 from Germany, 9.5 from Italy, 9.0 from Brazil and 10 from the two agents. Hah! Well I will be sure to tank them when I see them. After leaving the stage to a standing ovation, Ellana looked to see the last athlete a petite Chinese girl had walked onto the stage. Might as well see how she does before I take my leave.
As soon as the girl got onto the stage Ellana could tell she was nervous. She's under a lot of pressure. The poor girl is bouncing on her feet, this doesn't bode well. With her hoop around her waist the Chinese athlete started her routine to Poker Face . The first through rotations where spot on but when the girl attempted to spin the hoop on her wrist as she pirouetted, disaster struck. With a sickening crack the athletes ankle gave out and with a shriek of pain she collapsed to the mat, the crowd hushed into shocked silence. That was when the two agents leapt from from the judging panel onto the stricken girl, taking her arms dragging her across the mat as she screamed in pain. "Come on along Princess the funs over." Agent L said triumphantly as the crowd started to whistle throwing items at them. It was then two female security guards tackled the bumbling agents to the ground restraining them saving the poor girl from further indignity. This was punctuated by an announcement over the intercom " Attention the male gymnastic programs are about to begin." Shaking her head in disgust as she used the chaotic scene to slip away, Ellana noticed three males dressed in red China tracksuits with patterned gold stars on the cuffs and legs clutching first aid kits run past her, IDs dangling from their necks. The fourth trailing way behind was running towards her was a young female with short brown pixie cut hair, rounded features and slanted brown eyes. A heavy first aid bag over her right shoulder. One of the gymnasts medical team? She'll do nicely. Advancing quickly on the attractive woman Ellana grabbed her by the throat quickly administering the pinch. The medic let out a small yelp of aroused pain as she slumped unconscious in Ellana's grip. Spying a nearby broom cupboard Ellana dragged the medic inside.
Propping the unconscious Chinese medic against the wall, Ellana stripped out of Mihaela's costume before looping the woman's ID over her head along with the first aid bag kissing her feeling her form shift. "Liu Xié Fang, 25, Chinese medical assistant. She's a nurse back home, who received her medical training from the Army during her national service. She is a dedicated party member who collects lucky waving cats." After unlacing Fang's white sneakers pulling off off along with her white socks, Ellana unzipped the tracksuit top slipping it loose from her slender shoulders. Holding up the medics arms, Ellana slid the red undervest over her head exposing her buoyant B-cup breasts with puffy circular dark brown areolas. Pulling on the vest Ellana worked the tracksuit bottoms from Fang's slender hips peeling down her long tanned legs then whipped off her matching bikini cut briefs, revealing a full womanhood crowned with a thick strip of dark brown pubic hair. Ellana quickly dressed in the medics tracksuit looping the stolen ID over her head. When she was finished she used some duct tape to bind the naked woman's limbs gagging her then with the medic secured Ellana left the broom cupboard. Well it's getting late and I'am exhausted and hungry. I need to return to the Village for a bite to eat and some sleep, I must recover my strength and lay law from the MiB. But I cannot enter dressed like this, I need an athletes form. I have to go looking... Leaving the Gymnastics Centre behind feeling the cool evening breeze Ellana walked into a building opposite with the legend Fencing Hall above the door. I do hope that's a sport and not a place to practice gardening activities? Perhaps I will find a female within... She thought has she walked though the automated doors.
Fencing Hall 16:15pm
As Ellana entered the large hall finding it deserted, save for the sound of a young female grunting. Walking around the corner she discovered a female figure lunging at a mannequin with an extremely thin bladed sword with a cupped guard, making sounds of triumph as she ran the plastic figure through. Hmm? That sword reminds me of the dueling blades used by officers in our past. Back when dueling was still legal. But what is she wearing? The girl was dressed head to foot in white; top, trousers, boots, gloves and a curious helmet that looked like a wire mesh. The outfit hugging her tight athletic body. The only identifying mark was a German flag on her left shoulder. How can she see a thing in that helmet? Well I will find out soon soon enough. I can't attack her yet, she could very well strike me with that blade. I need to wait, bide my time and strike when she's finished. But I will need a strategy... Glancing to her right Ellana saw a broom cupboard near the exit. She will have to walk past here to the exit, this makes for a perfect ambush spot. Slipping inside the cupboard Ellana kept the door ajar to observe her prey...
30 minutes later
Satisfied that she had worked a good enough sweat for the evening, Eva Schindler took a deep breath as she pulled off her helmet and gloves, placing her épée back into it's scabbard and packing it in her kitbag. I have this in the bag. I will easily bring the gold home for Germany, all I need to do is qualify tomorrow. My French opponent won't see me coming. She was an attractive girl of 20, with squared features sculptured cheekbones and ice blue eyes. Her long auburn hair braided into a long ponytail. Scooping up her kitbag over her shoulder, Eva walked towards the exit completely unprepared for the door to her left opening suddenly revealing a member of the Chinese team who simply grinned. "Who are you-ugh!?" The woman shot out a hand grasping Eva's throat her gloves and mask dropping from her hands. Unable to move her resist, the young fencer felt the pressure points either side of her neck being pinched. Eva let out a terrified strangled squeak as she slumped unconscious in the Chinese woman's grip. The last sensation she felt was being dragged inside the cupboard kitbag and all as she was lain on the floor onto her side.
After retrieving the girls gloves and mask, Ellana stripped off her Chinese tracksuit then holding the German athlete in her arms kissed her passionately as she assumed her from unzipping her fencing top from the right shoulder. "Eva Schindler, 20, German Fencing Champion. She's heavily into tabletop fantasy wargaming, her favourite being something called Warhammer. That's interesting she's competing tomorrow morning." Ellana unwound Eva's braid adopting her ponytail before unlacing her boots, removing them along with the white ankle socks. Unfastening the trousers Ellana peeled them from the Eva's slender hips down her long toned legs then whipped off her white G-string thong from between her thighs exposing a small clitoris topped with a thin trimmed auburn haired strip. After pulling up the underwear and trousers Ellana unfolded the fencing jersey revealing C-cup breasts covered by a matching solid white plunge t-shirt bra. Slipping the jersey off one arm at a time Ellana rolled the half naked Eva onto her side, getting a good luck at her peach shaped pert buttocks as she unclasped the bra. Pulling the girl onto her back Ellana admired Eva's breasts with perky rose petal red areolas as she clipped onto the bra. Once she had finished zipping up the jersey and boots, Ellana bound the unconscious naked Eva with the always handy duct tape she had found on a shelf, gagging her with a strip. With Eva secured Ellana looped the girls kitbag over her shoulder, picked up the mask and gloves leaving the naked girl to the dark of the cupboard.
Using the girls' memories Ellana came to a parked car, with a middle aged human female with greying short blonde hair wearing a white German team tracksuit leaning against the car who flashed her a smile as she approached. According to Eva's memories this is her coach Erika Von Strauß. "Are you all prepared Eva? We will get no second chances after this." Ellana nodded flashing her a smile back. "Yes coach. Ready to win the title." Clapping her hands together Erika opened the driver's side door as Ellana walked to the passenger seat getting in. "You are the clear favourite by far, Eva. You will bring the gold back for Germany I have no doubt. But first let's get back to our lodgings and grab a hearty meal along with some rest. They are just as effective as an afternoons hard training after all." Putting the car into gear, Erika pulled away from the Fencing Hall as Ellana grinned. I looking forward to seeing what fencing is all about.
The Fencing Hall Friday 2nd August 2024 10:35am
Before leaving for the Fencing Hall following a good night's sleep Ellana ate a filling breakfast of muesli, checking the olympic schedule with Eva's phone. There's an equestrian competition called show-jumping involving riding a creature called a horse and leaping over obstacles. Which starts at 11:45am. The paddock is not far from here within walking distance. My match starts at 10:40am and lasts till 11:00am. I should have plenty of time to make it. Now as she stood across from her French opponent, Ellana selected her blade then donned her helmet. Seriously? Like I thought last night. How are you supposed to see a thing in this helmet? All I see is lattice mesh! Then after saluting her opponent who she could barely see, the bell sounded. Ellana lunged forward but completely missed her opponent completely wrong footing her. She felt the impact on her jersey as another bell sounded. The judge indicating a point to her opponent, crying in frustration Ellana readied herself again.
In the next 20 minutes it didn't get any better as Ellana failing to see her opponent through her helmet felt the sting of the french girls èpèe again and again, not parrying or riposting. It was all over by 11:00 with French athlete scoring the required 15 points to Ellana's pitiful zero. Damn stupid game! How do they expect you to fight wearing that silly mask!? After saluting the young blonde athlete Ellana walked off the mat as coach Von Strauß approached her, face full of disappointment. "What the hell was that, Eva? You were the favourite to win the gold and you let yourself get beaten by a rank amateur." She said putting her hands on her hips. Ellana simply shrugged. "Sorry coach. Everything is fine. My helmet wasn't strapped on properly. I couldn't see a thing is all." The coach pinched the bridge of her nose shaking her head. "It doesn't matter now. You just need time to rest and recuperate that's all. If I were you I would return to the Village and rest up. You still have a couple more events to go yet." Hmph! I have an equestrian event to attend and I have no intention of missing that. Besides I have had my fill of sword play. It's not for females anyway. Ellana nodded. "Yes coach." She lied. "I just need to get changed first. Then I think some rest will do me some good." Taking her leave of the coach Ellana went to the locker room, stripping out of Eva's fencing outfit and donning her tracksuit. When she was finished she hopped through the open window and followed the signs to the Equestrian Centre.
Equestrian Centre 11:30am
Disguised as Eva Schindler, Ellana arrived at the centre with time to spare but knew that her current form would not get her into the locker rooms. I need to update my look. Scanning the crowd Ellana noticed a young tanned woman wearing a bottle green jumpsuit, her ID hanging around her neck on a blue lanyard, with black laced work boots pushing a cleaning cart. She was pretty with tanned heart shaped features, high cheekbones and brown almond shaped eyes. Her long dark black hair tied into a ponytail looped through her matching baseball cap. A cleaner? Excellent, they have access all areas and can move unnoticed. She is quite pleasing as well. I just need an opportunity to get her alone. That opportunity came when the girl disappeared into a nearby storeroom, leaving her cart outside. Grinning, Ellana slipped inside after her.
Rachida Benanni knelt by shelf packed with bleach her latest prank on the French team having cost her a fair bit of bleach. Hell if it wasn't worth it. That will teach those entitled French jocks to call me irrelevant. Now they will need me or the olympic village will turn into a swamp that will make the stadium fire look like an oil can fire. As she soon as she picked up a bottle of bleach, Rachida felt a hand clamp over her mouth muffling her cry of surprise followed by another gripping her throat. "Let me take that off your hands. Along with everything else.." Hissed a German girls voice in her ear as her attacker pinched the sensitive spots either side of her slender neck, Rachida let out a muffled aroused squeak as she felt her eyes rolling into her skull slumping unconscious in the grip of her attacker. The bottle of bleach falling from her limp fingers.
Deftly catching the bottle as it fell, Ellana lowered it along with the cleaners body onto the floor before stripping off Eva's tracksuit. Kneeling besides the girl's body, she took the cleaner into her arms planting a kiss on her lips assuming her form pulling off the baseball cap. "Rachida Bennani, 23, Janitor." Ellana looped the girls over her head then loosened her scrunchie, copying her ponytail. "She's quite the practical joker. After an altercation with a particularly rude French athlete, she sabotaged their toilets and they are forever backing up now." Unlacing Rachida's boots Ellana pulled them off along with her black ankle socks then unzipped her jumpsuit, peeling the garment from her slim attractive petite form leaving her clad only in a white vest, nipples peaking through the thin fabric, with a solid black thong. Ellana then whipped off the underwear from between the janitors thighs exposing a small brown clitoris crowned with a trimmed thick fan of black hair and peach shaped tanned buttocks. Pulling up the stolen underwear Ellana flicked up the half naked janitors arms sliding her vest over her head, revealing pert B-cup breasts with full puffy brown areolas. Standing over the pleasing naked form of the janitor Ellana quickly dressed in her uniform, looping the ID over her head then setting the cap on her head. When she was finished, Ellana taped up Rachida's limbs gagging her before picking up the bottle of bleach and leaving the storeroom. Using the cleaners memories, Ellana made her way to the female locker room.
Women's Locker Room 11:36am
Astrid Olsen smiled as she buttoned up her black team Norway blazer in this her second olympic games, checking her reflection in her locker mirror. She was a beautiful example of a Nordic athlete, squared features sculptured cheekbones and narrow piercing blue eyes. Her honey blonde hair braided into pigtails. Under her blazer she wore a white buttoned blouse with tight white riding trousers, her black riding cap sat on the bench next to her matching jodhpurs. How I look forward to riding on the back of Ragnar with the wind in my face. I don't mind if I don't win, it's the competition that counts. Closing her locker Astrid sat onto the bench pulling on one of her boots. But before see could pull the other one on, Astrid felt a slender hand clamp over her mouth muffling her cries before another grasped her throat. "No need my dear. I will be putting those on myself soon enough." Said a woman's voice behind her as she pinched Astrid's neck, eliciting a soft squeak of muffled pain from the rider as she slumped unconscious in her attackers grip. The last sensation she felt was being lowered onto the bench. Her blazer being unfastened.
Stripping off Rachida's uniform, Ellana knelt by the unconscious rider kissing her full lips, assuming her form as she removed the blazer from the girl's shoulders before loosening her braids. "Astrid Olsen, 22, Norwegian Equestrian team." Ellana said copying Astrid's pigtails before unbuttoning her blouse, revealing small A-cups covered by pale blue push up bra. "She and her horse Ragnar are inseparable but her main passion is collecting snow globes of all the world's capitals. She just needs one to complete her collection and that's Paris." After removing Astrid's one boot Ellana unbelted her white riding pants peeling them off her hips and down her long slender legs before whipping off her matching pale blue tanga briefs, exposing a small womanhood with a faint trimmed tuft of honey blonde pubic hair. Pulling up the stolen panties Ellana stripped off the reminder of Astrid's blouse from her shoulders, then unhooked the riders bra admiring her cute small rounded breasts with slightly pointed full pink areolas. Ellana got dressed in Astrid's clothes, fastening her blazer, pulling on the boots strapping on the helmet before tearing up Rachida's vest binding and gagging the Norwegian. Dragging the bound slim naked Astrid over to her locker Ellana was just stashing her inside as two other riders, one Dutch the other Swedish came into the locker room. Ellana quickly tossed Rachida's uniform on top of the naked woman slamming the locker shut. She rose flashing a smile to the two women, wishing them good luck as she left the locker room. That was too close. Well no matter, time to ride.
The Equestrian Paddock 12:00pm
Using Astrid's memories Ellana found her mount, a handsome looking chestnut brown stallion which was the name for an adult male horse, in the Norwegian team stables. Has she mounted the animal her disguise seemly working on the creature, Ellana patted it's flank. I have never ridden any animal before. Not even the noble Destriers, large feline like creatures. Riding isn't really a thing we female Zenobians do. But I'am up to trying new things. Just treat me well okay and let's have fun. The horse whinnied as seeming to read her mind as they trotted out onto the paddock. Over the course of 3 minutes Ellana and Ragnar put in a respectable performance, knocking down at least two obstacles and coming 5th place. With the gold going to Holland, sliver to Germany and Sweden the bronze, with Ellana finishing behind the British. It doesn't matter that I haven't won anything. I had fun and so did Ragnar, I was a truly exhilarating feeling. But now I must move on. After leading Ragnar to the stables bading the noble beast farewell, Ellana peeled off from the group citing a toilet break retracing her steps to the main concourse
The Equestrian Centre 12:30pm
Checking Astrid's phone Ellana discovered that the events where all taking place consecutively. That's not surprising. A result of my little...accident if I were to guess. Not to mention the amateurish antics of my old friends. Well it seems the next event is a Judo final Japan Vs Ukraine and that's in 45 minutes. It's not far from here but I can't go dressed like this. Nor can I return to the locker room, since I would risk discovery. I need a change of clothes and a new face. Looking up, Ellana spotted a young woman approaching the exit. She was an attractive woman with smooth freckled rounded features, piercing emerald green doe shaped eyes covered by large sunglasses, framed by long ginger hair loose around her bared shoulders under a blue sun hat. She was dressed in a designer denim dress with black sandals heels, dangling silver earrings with a matching locket dangling between her C-cup breasts and anklet on her left ankle. Black leather handbag looped over her shoulder. Yes she will do nicely. I just need to get her alone and out of that dress. Following the woman out, Ellana waited for her opportunity to strike.
Famke Akkerman grinned widely as she left the Equestrian Centre walking towards a line of dumpsters to her right. Another fine performance from my dear darling Marina. Beating both the Germans and the British to the Gold. A shame about the Scandinavians though I was expecting more from them. Know, I really must find Marina later and give a more...personal reward. Ouch! What was that? As she reached the line of dumpsters in a quite secluded part of the park, Famke felt a stone in her sandal but before she could bend down to have a look she felt a hand clamp over her mouth, followed by another around her throat. "Shh!" It's nothing to worry about dear." Hissed a Norwegian accent in her ear as she was pinched either side of her slender neck. Letting out a short muffled squeak of pain Famke slumped unconscious in her attackers arms, the last sensation she felt was being dragged behind the row of dumpsters. Her disappearance going unnoticed by the world at large.
Now wearing the face of 24 year old former Dutch member Famke Akkerman Ellana stood over the naked body of the woman slumped against the dumpster. She admired the full well formed freckled c cup breasts with perky puffy light pink areolas, full clitoris topped with a trimmed strip of ginger hair, as she finished putting on the woman's hat. Having already pulling on the dress, shoes and jewellery, including her matching backless, strapless lace black bra and matching diamante g-string. Famke was woman who did try out for the Dutch team but failed losing out to her rival but later lover, Marina, the now being inseparable and who plan to open a stood farm after the games. After she had slid on Famke's glasses Ellana tore up Astrid's blouse binding and gagging the redhead's tight naked form, before scooping her up into her arms and tipping her body into the dumpster getting a glimpse of her pert buttocks. Searching the woman's bag had yielded another surprise a universal pass! With this I should be able to get into the judo hall with no problem. Not believing her good fortune Ellana looped the handbag over her shoulder, making her way to the judo hall.
Judo Hall 12:50pm
As Ellana entered the judo hall she found it deserted except for a single young female steward standing by the doors, Ellana appraised her as she approached the girl. She was an attractive ebony skinned girl with rounded features, slender cheekbones and big brown eyes. Her dark black hair tied into a bun under a black baseball cap with "Steward" stencilled helpfully in white. She wore a matching short sleeve polo shirt with the Olympic rings embroidered on the left breast over which she wore a orange high visibility sleeveless jacket, black trousers and sneakers. "Good afternoon, Mademoiselle. Here for the judo?" Ellana grinned widely as she flashed her universal pass. "You bet! Here's my pass." The girl looked at it then back at her frowning slightly. " Ah an universal pass...for equestrian. I'am sorry but that won't get you in here. You will need to buy a ticket." Ellana let out an incredulous snarl. "What!? It's a universal pass! Which means I can get in anywhere! You have to let me in." The girl shook her head. "Yes but that's for the equestrian only, not for the martial arts events. Didn't you read it?" Ellana sighed as she read the piece of paper again. Then she looked up at the steward looking at her up and down, an idea entered her mind. "I can get in right without a ticket? If I looked just like you right? I mean they let you in." The stewards eyes blinked as she was confused by the question. "Why yes but what are you-ugh?!" Ellana quickly chopped her in the side of the throat, catching her weight under her arms as she fell to the side unconscious. "That works for me!" She said in the unconscious girl's ear dragging her to a nearby storeroom.
Laying the girl onto her side Ellana stripped off Famke's dress then knelt by the unconscious steward. Taking her in her arms she planted a kiss on her lush lips, assuming her form as she stripped off the girls cap and vest. "Beatrice Mbappé, 23, Olympic steward. She is the cousin of french star football Mbappé." Ellana adopted Beatrice's bun before unlacing her sneakers. "She as tried out for the French women's team but she is nowhere as talented as her more famous cousin." Flicking up the girl's arms Ellana pulled off Beatrice's polo shirt up over head followed by her red and white tube bra, revealing her buoyant C-cup breasts with black circular slightly pointed areolas. After pulling on the bra and shirt, Ellana unfastened her trousers peeling them past her shapely hips down her long legs along with her matching bikini thong exposing a clean shaven small clitoris. After she finishing dressing in Beatrice's uniform, slipping on the vest Ellana taped up Beatrice's limbs then gagged her with a strip of duct tape, admiring her slim athletic naked form and plum shaped buttocks. Straightening the cap on her head Ellana used the stewards memories to locate the locker rooms.
12:55pm
Slipping into the locker room Ellana found a lone female athlete retrieving something from her locker with her back to the door. As she crept silently towards the unsuspecting girl Ellana sized her up. She wasa pretty Japanese girl with tanned heart shaped features, high cheekbones and slanted hazel eyes. With a mop of unruly light hair cut into a pixie style. She was dressed in a white judo outfit wth a rising sun flag stitched on the left breast on the top and matching trousers held up at the waist by a thick red belt. A matching cloth helmet on the bench. I must incapacitate with a chop. If I used the pinch there is a chance she could counter and raise the alarm. Sneaking quietly on the athlete Ellana brought up her left hand aiming squarely for the cluster of nerves on the left hand side of the throat, then struck. The judoka let out a cute squeak of pain as she was rendered unconscious in an instant. Catching the girls weight from behind, Ellana lowered her onto the bench.
After stripping out of Beatrice's uniform Ellana took the judoka into her arms kissing her on her young lips, loosening her belt. "Asuka Takeshi, 19, Japanese Judoka. A talented wild card with a high chance of winning the gold today, she's heavily into anime and her favourites are Najica but also Aika." Unfolding the top revealed small A-cup breasts covered by a white cloth strap. After pulling off the judo top Ellana rolled Asuka onto her side unclipping the strap admiring the judokas cute tiny breasts with rose petal brown areolas. Fastening on the strap onto her bare chest, Ellana whipped off the bottoms then untied a curious cloth waistcloth that protected the girls modesty exposing a full clitoris crowned with a thick trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair and well formed buttocks. Once she was fully dressed in the girls outfit tying on the helmet, Ellana tore up Beatrice's shirt binding and gagging the petite athletic naked Asuka stashing her in her locker along with the remains of the stewards uniform before closing the door. Bouncing on her feet in anticipation Ellana left the locker room. Let's win myself a medal
Judo Ring 13:15pm
Facing her opponent a young blonde Ukrainian girl, Ellana bowed respectfully before the referee begun the match with a cry. Over the course of four minutes through a combination of Asuka's training and memories, along with Kremm's training Ellana had easily bested her opponent with out so much as dropping a single point. As soon as the referee had finished the came holding up Ellana's arm high she cheered along with the rest of the Japanese team at her victory. The crowd giving a huge standing ovation. I have done it! I have a medal! It should make a great souvenir back on the Zephyr. After shaking hands with her opponent they were lead away to be awarded their medals. Ten minutes later standing on the podium the sportswoman in Ellana felt the same pride she felt on the night in Munich as the medal was looped over her neck. The hairs stood on the back of her neck stood up as she heard the hauntingly beautiful Japanese anthem reverberate around the hall. Ellana turned to see a middle aged blonde female, her hair tied into a knot wearing a cream pantsuit with a red silk blouse and gold jewellery, a brown leather handbag looped around her shoulder, talk with Asuka's male coach., glancing at her. Hmm? I need to get to the next event and there is no way will I be able to make it in this form. Not with all these journalists and fans wanting my attention. Her form will come in handy. As soon the anthem ended, Ellana stepped off the podium only to be approached by the blonde woman.
13:31pm
"Takeshi-chan? My name is Katya Sidorova. I'am with the International Judo Federation." The woman spoke with russian accented English as she bowed respectfully which Ellana returned. On closer inspection she had youthful aquiline features and bright green eyes, with few lines crinkling her pretty face. "I would like to offer you my sincerest congratulations in your victory, and ascent to olympic champion. I was just speaking to your coach and i would like a word in private to discuss opportunities about your future in our sport." Ellana grinned widely as she answered This will work out quite nicely. I wish they were all this easy. " Of course Sidorova-sama. Lead the way." Flashing her a smile, Sidorova let her past the adoring fans and snapping cameras of the journalists into a broom cupboard. "Well you will have to excuse the shabby accomod-agh!!" Sidorova let out a tiny whelp of pain as Ellana struck her on her right side of her neck sending her crashing to the ground unconscious. "I'am sorry but I have somewhere I need to be." She said as she stripped off Asuka's costume.
Kneeling by the unconscious woman Ellana kissed her on her lips assuming her form as she loosened Katya's knot. "Kayta Sidorova, 34, International Judo Federation. She is a black belt in Judo and had a promising career, until she suffered a cruciate ligament injury when she was 23. Kayta as since married with a daughter, who is an aspiring Judoka. She as never lost her passion for the sport." After adopting Katya's knot and putting on her jewellery Ellana slipped off the woman's heels then peeled her quickly out of her suit, including her matching red lace wonderbra and bikini cut shorts. Standing over the naked toned body of the former Judoka, Ellana admired her full c-cup breasts with circular dark pink areolas and small clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of golden pubic hair and toned peach shaped buttocks, as she got dressed. When she was finished Ellana tore up Asuka's underwear binding and gagging the naked Katya before looping the handbag over her shoulder, putting in her gold medal sweeping from the room.
Using Katya's memories Ellana made her way out of the judo hall, through the back to avoid the crowds checking her phone. So the last event of the day for women is archery? A little old fashioned we phased that out 800 cycles ago when we discovered plasma technology. Skut! The semi finals have already concluded but it looks like the South Koreans are the strong favourites. The final will be held in the next 45 minutes, if I hurry I can get there in 20 minutes. Reaching Katya's rental car Ellana jumped in starting the engine she pulled out , making all haste to the archery range.
Archery Range 13:53pm
Katya's pass got Ellana in easily enough but she needed a new form, preferably a South Korean athlete. Using the signs Ellana found herself in the women's locker room. Inside was a single young female Korean athlete closing her locker. Taking cover behind a row of lockers Ellana appraised her. She was a pleasing slip of a girl with gentle smooth heart shaped features wide slightly slanted brown eyes. With her black hair braided into pigtails under a white bowler hat. What's with the silly hat? Does make them shoot better? I guess I'll find out. She was dressed in a matching white short sleeve team Korea t-shirt with tight black leggings and plimsolls. The girl closed her locker turning towards a bathroom, walking inside. Grinning widely Ellana followed close behind her.
Moon Hwa Young let out a long sigh of relief as she voided the contents of her full bladder, her sheer lace bikini thong and leggings down around her ankles. Exposing her small vagina topped with a thick trimmed fan of raven hair. I shouldn't have drank all that lucozade, it really does cut straight through me. She heard the sound of the toilet door open shaking her from her thoughts, the clacking of heels entered the cubicle next to her. Thinking it was just another one of her team, Moon reached for the paper to wipe herself but felt a hand grip around her slender neck. Whimpering in fear, Moon was pulled up feeling a pinch on the either side of her throat. Letting out a pained aroused squeak she slumped in the grip of her attacker unconscious. Her last sensation was being released dropping onto the toilet bowl with her legs spread wide.
Leaping into the cubicle, Ellana stripped off Katya's suit before straddling the unconscious half naked athletic kissing her passionately slowly assuming her form as she removed the hat, loosening the pigtails. "Moon Hwa Young, 23, South Korean Archery Team. She has read all of the Hunger Games books and watched all the movies. She fancies herself a Katniss Everdeen, whoever that is. Ah, she as a crush on Jennifer Lawrence small universe. Having...met her, I can't really blame her." Ellana said as she adopted Moon's hair style before unlacing the plimsolls and slipping off the leggings including the panties. Pulling up the garments, slipping on the plimsolls Ellana held up Moon's arms pulling her t-shirt over head revealing B-cup breasts covered by a sheer lace matching bralette. Reaching around the archers back she unclipped the undergarment revealing lush small breasts with full perky brown areolas. After she had finished getting dressed in Moon's clothes sitting the silly hat on her hat, Ellana tore up Katya's blouse binding the slim naked Moon's wrists and ankles gagging then picking her up under the shoulders dragged the unconscious athlete over to the attendants cupboard. Stashing her inside along with Katya's suit, Ellana glanced at the bathroom mirror smiling. Let's go win another medal She thought as she left the bathroom.
Archery Range 15:00pm
As it turned out archery wasn't Ellana's forté. For one she couldn't draw the bow properly despite Moon's skills. She was the highest scoring shooter in the semi finals! The favourite! I should have this in the bag. Besides, someone should tell humans that bows are made of wood not metal, ugh! In fact she shot her first arrow into the ground as she had nocked It but aimed it into the ground. Her three opponents shook their heads in embarrassment as Ellana blushed. With her second arrow she had actually overdrawn the stupid bow meaning the arrow flew like a stone landing only a few feet in front of her. Hoping her third shot was the lucky shot, Ellana nocked drew and loosed her arrow. To her surprise the arrow flew...only to shoot the hat off a young steward who was standing a little left of the target. The poor young girl then fainted when she saw her hat pinned to to wall. Within an hour Ellana had conceded and came an abysmal last place. Picking up Moon's kitbag Ellana checked the girls phone. It's getting late and the women's events are rounding up for the day. I might as well go back with the South Korean team back to the Village. Get some rest. I will have a busy day tomorrow. Following her disappointed coach back to the minivan, Ellana got into the backseat caressing the kitbag. Well at least I won a gold medal. Let's hope I can add another tomorrow. Leaning back into her seat Ellana grinned in anticipation for tomorrow.
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
Thursday 1st August 2024 13:45pm The Olympic Village
"Kaitlyn Powers, ESPN. I'am scheduled to have an interview with Ms Bryce Anderson, the Australian Swimmer. At 14:00." Ellana flashed the security guard a smile as she handed Kaitlyn's pass to him for scan. After a quick check of his computer the guard handed the pass back to her with a nod. " Yes I I have you on the system Madame Powers you are expected. Just follow the signs to the Village swimming pool and you should be there in 10 minutes." Accepting her pass back, Ellana thanked the human as she drove under the raised barrier. Hmm? According to Kaitlyn's memories she was to interview her just after her training. It was her editors idea to make it seem more natural and life-like, giving the readers a more authentic insight. Well it does make replacing her all that more easier. Apparently she's an exciting up and coming with a shot at winning gold. I should win easily with her form After parking up, Ellana looped the reporters bag over her shoulder locking the car before replacing the keys. Grinning in anticipation she made her way to the swimming pool.
Olympic Village Swimming Pool 13:58pm
Australian swimmer Bryce Anderson felt the cool caress of the water on her wetsuit as she practised her 100m fly. The only thing I enjoy more is the warm tender caresses and of soft lips of my sweet Grace. In fact I wish that I was still in Brisbane studying for my veterinary exam. I don't think I''am cut out for the olympic games. I wish my parents and Carl would see that. Hopefully with this interview I can set the record straight and finally come out to the world. Just like I promised Gracie. As she returned for her second lap, Bryce could see an attractive female figure dressed in white enter the pool area. That must be Mrs Powers now, great timing. A full 30 minutes before my race.. Pushing herself off the wall Bryce cut through the water. She was an pretty girl of 19 with smooth rounded features, high cheekbones and almond shaped hazel eyes framed by blue goggles. Her short dark brown locks tied into a small ponytail, hidden by her green swim cap with "AUS" flashed on the side. Bryce was dressed only in her gold Team Australia onesie that hugged her lean athletic figure. As soon as she reached the other side, the reporter looked down on her. "Ms Anderson I presume?" Kaitlyn Powers the woman said as Bryce lifted her goggles from her eyes.
"It's good your here Mrs Powers, I'am glad for the opportunity to set the record straight." Bryce said as she climbed out of the pool, dripping from head to toe. I must admit she cuts a pleasing figure with the water dripping from her tight body. A fine example of the human female. "That's why I'am here Ms Anderson. To give you the chance to tell your side of the story." The young girl smiled shaking her hand. "Please just call me Bryce. "Ms Anderson" sounds way to formal." Nodding Ellana fell in step beside the girl as they walked into the deserted locker room. Once they had reached her locker Bryce turned to face her. "I'am sorry I don't mean to be rude but would you mind if you waited outside while I get changed? I don't want to be giving an interview dripping all over the place." Ellana grinned evilly raising her right hand. "Actually I do mind..." Bryce raised her eyebrows"Excuse m-ugh!!" She let out a cute squeak as Ellana swiftly neck chopped Bryce in the side of her neck, instantly knocking her unconscious.
Letting the girl fall forwards Ellana took her weight under her shoulders draping her on the bench before stripping out of Kaitlyn's clothes. Kneeling beside the unconscious swimmer Ellana kissed her passionately on her young lips, assuming her young form as she peeled Bryce out of her swimsuit. "Bryce Anderson, 19, Australian 100m Butterfly and veterinary student. She would rather focus on her studies and become a vet because she loves animals. But she feels pressured by both her coach and parents to commit to swimming instead. Which she sees more as a hobby." Ellana admired Bryce's naked toned athletic form with buoyant young breasts with pink rose petal areolas and a cute little clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of brown pubic hair. "Interesting. She is dating a girl in her class, Grace. Who she loves more than anything but Bryce hasn't come out as lesbian yet. Her girlfriend is here supporting her but isn't allowed into the village." After pulling off the swimmers cap and goggles Ellana adopted her ponytail before putting them on herself. Tearing up Kaitlyn's dress Ellana bound and gagged the naked swimmer dragging her off the bench as she stashed her body next to her kitbag. Tossing in the remains of Kaitlyn's clothes Ellana closed the locker then swept from the locker room.
As she slid into the pool swimming out to the middle treading water Ellana smelt the same chlorinated small she had caught from Bryce. Curious, humans swim in chlorinated water? Why? Chlorine is quite toxic even to Zenobians. We swim in heated pools with pure fresh water. Quite healthy for the skin. Shrugging at this new development Ellana practiced using Bryce's memories and skills swimming about five lengths with the butterfly stroke. After five minutes of exhilaration feeling the adrenaline coursing through her veins, Ellana came to the side finding a pair of trainers looking up she found their owner a blonde middle aged human dressed in a team Australia tracksuit looking down on her crossing his arms. This is Carl Gilchrist and according to her memories her swim coach. "Bryce there you are. Have you finished with your interview? The one I didn't approve of." Ellana looked up to him. "Yes. I feel like a new woman after getting everything off my chest." The coach smiled as he crouched to her level. "That's good to hear. Look, Bryce you really need to get a move on. You are already aware that all the events have been moved ahead of schedule thanks to these vague security threats they are not at liberty to divulge anything more on. Plus that whole shit storm over the stadium fire business. So your supposed to compete in 30 minutes." Ellana sighed as she climbed out of the pool, rushing to the locker room. You always were clumsy Ellana. Just like the time you stood on on the Mayoress of Gronden's dress, during the state opening of the new Exhibition Centre and tore it from her. She was completely naked...
When she opened the locker door Ellana glanced at the huddled naked sleeping Bryce. " My apologies, Bryce. It seems I didn't need to steal your swimsuit after all. What sweet irony, eh? But as my mum always says "If life gives you smloks, make a cocktail. Farewell, I have a race to win." She retrieved the swimmers kitbag then closed the locker on Bryce one last time. After quickly drying herself with the towels Ellana pulled on the tracksuit over her swimsuit then looped the bag over her shoulders. Exiting the locker room, Ellana found coach Gilchrist waiting for her by the entrance doors. "You all set Bryce? Ready to win the gold?" Ellana grinned nodding with determination. "You bet coach! Lead on." Gilchrist clapped a hand on her shoulder. "That's my girl!" He cried before leading her to awaiting SUV.
The Olympic Aquatics Centre 14:30pm
As Ellana stripped off Bryce's tracksuit she looked around at her competition. All fit beautiful young women, Coach Gilchrist had pointed out her two immediate threats. To her left was the British athlete Keeley Davies, a blonde Welsh girl who Ellana had shared words with just yesterday about swimming while to her right was the dark haired Katrina Van Leeuwens from the Netherlands. Finishing her appraisals Ellana stretched her arms before taking position onto the starting blocks. Wait? What? I have to dive into the pool and start swimming? No one side anything about this! Suddenly an electronic buzzer sounded declaring the start of the race. All the swimmers dived in as one all except Ellana who left it a little late. Feeling the water lap around her, Ellana quickly used Bryce's skills to catch up to the leaders cutting through the pool like a knife. She managed to catch up to the three leaders but finished a respectable fourth behind a German swimmer, Katrina clinching the silver and the gold going to Keeley. Swimming over to congratulate the winners, Ellana then climbed out of the pool glancing at the board. Well coming fourth is respectable and I got a new personal best. Well I need a new form and a new event. Smiling still feeling the adrenaline Ellana dried herself before looping Bryce's kitbag over her shoulder making her way to the locker room.
"Bryce! Hold up a minute!" Ellana turned to see Coach Gilchrist with a pretty well endowed middle aged female with lined heart shaped features, shallow cheekbones and piercing blue eyes, framed by shoulder length sable coloured hair. She was dressed in a blue "Romania" tracksuit with white t-shirt underneath. Curious. They both look like they have just gotten dressed? They must be "sharing" some of this olympic spirit... Flashing the coach a smile Ellana let him continue. " It's a shame about that start Bryce. But it's not the end of the world, you are still young. At least you got a personal best and that's something we can build on." He then turned to his companion. "This is Constance Popescu. She's the Romanian rhythmic gymnastics coach and a...close friend." I bet she is. Ellana thought as the woman flashed her a smile holding out her hand which Ellana shook, blushing slightly. "Carl...er...Mr Gilchrist as told me all about how talented you are. I came to watch you compete." She then glanced at her watch. "Even if it does mean that the first rhythmic event is about to begin and I must hurry back or poor Mihaela will be wondering where I am." Or you wanted to spend some time coaching Carl. Humans are so lustful... Ellana smiled as she retrieved her hand. "I wasn't talented enough I fear. I only came fourth." She replied disappointed. Constance laid a hand on her shoulder. "Don't ever say that, Bryce. You are young and have your whole career ahead of you. I know I have been where you are. I had many sprained ankles, sleepless nights and finishing last before I become an olympic champion. Keep at it and you will get the gold. Now I really must be going. It was nice to meet you." She said before turning on her heels running towards the doors. "Curse these stupid schedule changes." Constance shouted as Carl turned back to Ellana. I will assume her form. That should get me into the gymnastics centre next door and get to her champion. I can do some gymnastics, perhaps I can even win myself a medal. Now I just need to get rid of the coach... Ellana began to cross her thighs faking an urgent toilet emergency. "I'am sorry coach. But I need to pee." Carl nodded his head. "Go on then. It's one of the side effects of being a swimmer all this water makes you want to piss. But don't be long I want to pick up your training as soon as possible." Bading the coach farewell, Ellana followed quickly after Constance through the double doors.
"Constance! Have you got a minute?" As Constance rushed through the adjoining corridor that linked the Aquatics and Gymnastics Centres, she heard the Bryce come from behind. Stopping outside a broom cupboard she turned to face the young swimmer, still wearing her swimsuit. "Bryce? What is it my dear? I'am afraid I'am running late." Bryce flashed her a smile as she approached her, cocking her head. "I just wanted to thank you for your advice and that I noticed the looks your share with Carl. Your extra curricular 'olympic activities'." Constance let out a surprised gasp . "I-I don't know what your talking about, Bryce. Y-you must be imagining thi-ohh?" Constance felt a wave of clam arousal tickle down her spine as Bryce caressed her cheek. "Don't worry your secrets safe with me..." The girl grinned as she planted a passionate kiss on her lips, opening the door behind her. To her surprise Constance felt herself returning the kiss as she was lead inside the broom cupboard. But I love Carl? I love men. It's been a while since I kissed a girl and that was over 20 years ago... Was her last thought as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, slumping unconscious in her clones arms. Grinning, Ellana closed the door leaving them in darkness.
" Constance Popescu, 45, Romanian Rhythmic Gymnastics coach." Ellana stripped off Bryce's costume before kneeling to remove Constance's trainers. " I knew it, they are involved. She is a widow and so is the swim coach. They met while on a coach's conference in Sydney 6 months ago, and fell in love after they shared their grief." After slipping off Constance's tracksuit top from her shoulders, Ellana held up the coaches arms pulling her t-shirt over her head revealing D-cup breasts enveloped in a lacy black lace trim satin bra. "They both are the same age and are deeply in love. They have talked about marriage but want to take things slowly. Their relationship is sexual, which explains her underwear." Reaching around Constance's back, Ellana unclasped the woman's bra freeing the undergarment from her abundant chest admiring her full rounded breasts with roundel shaped puffy dark pink areolas, as she flopped back onto the floor. Clipping on the bra, Ellana unlaced the coaches tracksuit bottoms whipping them down her long toned legs along with her matching briefs exposing a full womanhood crowned with a thick fan of trimmed black pubic hair. Once she was dressed in Constance's clothes, Ellana found some duct tape, taping up the naked voluptuous coaches wrists and ankles before gagging her with a strip. Sweeping from the cupboard Ellana checked the woman's watch. "15:10? I'am already ten minutes late. I must really must pick up the pace." Breaking into a run, Ellana used the coaches memories to find the teams dressing room.
Same moment Olympic Gymnastics Centre
"It's a good job you and Agent P from the backup team are very tight boss. We would have never have gotten away from those Gendarmes, if he didn't neuralyse them. At least he won't go running off to Z." Agent M said as she pulled on the black slacks that once belonged to pretty redheaded ponytailed Belgian olympic gymnast judge Peta Bergens who lay at M's feet dressed only in her matching dark blue matching lace bra and thong, bound ang gagged with duct tape. "Well I saved his life after a Kylothian mercenary impersonated his partner and ripped it's way through his precinct back when he still BPD. You can ask him about it. Just be gentle, rookie. It's not a happy memory." L replied as she buttoned up the blouse belonging to the brunette British judge Amanda Catterick, who had short tousled hair, before pulling up her pleated charcoal skirt. Like her fellow judge Amanda was dressed only in her white lace one piece undergarment, taped up with duct tape. The two agents had pulled the judges into a broom cupboard, choking them out before relieving them of their uniforms. "Besides, trust me rookie Z will hear about this sooner or later." L pulled on the black olympic blazer as M parroted her. "Well boss, she did say if we pull this stunt again then it's off to Alaska with the pair of us." L merely shrugged as she buttoned her stolen blazer. "We bring Ellana in, Z won't even care what we did to get her." M nodded unconvinced but accepted her words. "If you say so boss. I'am with you. Another question. Remind me again why we are replacing judges?"
L took the unconscious scantily clad judge under her arms dragging her to the far wall, as M did the same. " Knowing our girl she's out to attend as many events as she can. It just so happens that rhythmic gymnastics was the next in line. Besides I got a gut feeling. And you know my rule 101 rookie, always follow your gut." L propped Amanda against the wall as M placed Peta next to her, shoulder to shoulder. "Alright boss, but how exactly are we going to find Ellana? She could be any woman." Rubbing her hands together L opened the door. "You know Ellana. She's a walking disaster area. Just wait for her to screw up and it's going to be pretty easy." M fell into step next to as they left the cupboard. "With Ellana nothing is easy..." The young agent said under her breath.
The Olympic Gymnastics Centre Team Romania Dressing Room 13:20pm
Ellana had found the Romanian teams dressing room coming across a young blonde female nervously bouncing on her feet. Who could only be the teams champion Mihaela. "Mrs Popescu? I have been waiting for you. I feel so nervous what if I let the nation down." Ellana appraised the young female, she was a pretty little thing with diamond shaped features slender cheekbones and big brown eyes. Her long light blonde hair tied into a knot. Her pleasingly petite form hugged by the white sparkling short sleeve onesie, the Romanian flag flying between her tiny breasts. The nipples peaking through the lycra meant she was naked underneath. Ellana cocked her head as she approached the girl. "I know you're going to win, you are the best around. But if you are really this nervous, then let me give you a hand." Grinning widely Ellana raised her right hand. The girl reared back. "Mrs Popescu? What are you-ugh?!!" The gymnast let out a pained squeak as Ellana struck her with a well practiced chop on the right side of her neck. Ellana caught the unconscious Mihaela in her arms as she fell forwards, gently lowering her to the floor onto her side.
Stripping out of Constance's tracksuit, Ellana took the unconscious Mihaela into her arms planting a kiss on her young lips as she assumed the girls form, loosening her knot. " Mihaela Antonescu, 18, Romanian Champion. She is also a chess prodigy as well and was recently placed third in the world at a recent tournament. But the gym is her passion and she is supported by her parents, who both used to compete in the games themselves." After adopting the girl's knot Ellana rolled the unconscious Mihaela onto her side unzipping the lycra onesie from the rear she peeled it from the gymnasts lean petite form, revealing her young A-cup breasts with slightly pointed perky pink areolas, small clean shaven clitoris and pert little buttocks. Once she had stepped into the onesie zipping it up, Ellana tore up Constance's t-shirt binding and gagging the gymnasts naked slim form before dragging her by her ankles over to a wardrobe. Stashing Mihaela inside Ellana tossed the remains of the coaches clothes onto the body before closing the wardrobe. Bouncing on her own feet in anticipation Ellana left the dressing room with Mihaela's ribbon in tow. Let's go win this thing.
15:30pm
As Ellana waited patiently for her time to shine, watching her fellow competitors perform to music with all manner of instruments to music ranging from large balls to hoops, she had the displeasure of seeing her nemeses on the judging panel. I should have known I would see them again the amateurs. But so soon? How did they escape the police so quickly? They must have a back up team. Such would be by guess. Anyhow I must be at my very best to avoid their gaze and seek to get as far away from them as possible at the earliest opportunity. Alright Ellana game face on. After the French athlete had finished her hoop work along to the tune of Fire in the Rain with a round of applause it was Ellana's turn. Walking out onto the mat Ellana took a bow as she waited for the music to begin. Then as the song Running Up That Hill reverberated through the hall Ellana began her routine. Using Mihaela's own memories along with a little Zenobian flair she wowed the crowd and the judges, even M and L were impressed clapping along with the crowd as Ellana's blue ribbon flashed through the air. When the music ended she took another bow and awaited the results from the judges. 9.5 from Germany, 9.5 from Italy, 9.0 from Brazil and 10 from the two agents. Hah! Well I will be sure to tank them when I see them. After leaving the stage to a standing ovation, Ellana looked to see the last athlete a petite Chinese girl had walked onto the stage. Might as well see how she does before I take my leave.
As soon as the girl got onto the stage Ellana could tell she was nervous. She's under a lot of pressure. The poor girl is bouncing on her feet, this doesn't bode well. With her hoop around her waist the Chinese athlete started her routine to Poker Face . The first through rotations where spot on but when the girl attempted to spin the hoop on her wrist as she pirouetted, disaster struck. With a sickening crack the athletes ankle gave out and with a shriek of pain she collapsed to the mat, the crowd hushed into shocked silence. That was when the two agents leapt from from the judging panel onto the stricken girl, taking her arms dragging her across the mat as she screamed in pain. "Come on along Princess the funs over." Agent L said triumphantly as the crowd started to whistle throwing items at them. It was then two female security guards tackled the bumbling agents to the ground restraining them saving the poor girl from further indignity. This was punctuated by an announcement over the intercom " Attention the male gymnastic programs are about to begin." Shaking her head in disgust as she used the chaotic scene to slip away, Ellana noticed three males dressed in red China tracksuits with patterned gold stars on the cuffs and legs clutching first aid kits run past her, IDs dangling from their necks. The fourth trailing way behind was running towards her was a young female with short brown pixie cut hair, rounded features and slanted brown eyes. A heavy first aid bag over her right shoulder. One of the gymnasts medical team? She'll do nicely. Advancing quickly on the attractive woman Ellana grabbed her by the throat quickly administering the pinch. The medic let out a small yelp of aroused pain as she slumped unconscious in Ellana's grip. Spying a nearby broom cupboard Ellana dragged the medic inside.
Propping the unconscious Chinese medic against the wall, Ellana stripped out of Mihaela's costume before looping the woman's ID over her head along with the first aid bag kissing her feeling her form shift. "Liu Xié Fang, 25, Chinese medical assistant. She's a nurse back home, who received her medical training from the Army during her national service. She is a dedicated party member who collects lucky waving cats." After unlacing Fang's white sneakers pulling off off along with her white socks, Ellana unzipped the tracksuit top slipping it loose from her slender shoulders. Holding up the medics arms, Ellana slid the red undervest over her head exposing her buoyant B-cup breasts with puffy circular dark brown areolas. Pulling on the vest Ellana worked the tracksuit bottoms from Fang's slender hips peeling down her long tanned legs then whipped off her matching bikini cut briefs, revealing a full womanhood crowned with a thick strip of dark brown pubic hair. Ellana quickly dressed in the medics tracksuit looping the stolen ID over her head. When she was finished she used some duct tape to bind the naked woman's limbs gagging her then with the medic secured Ellana left the broom cupboard. Well it's getting late and I'am exhausted and hungry. I need to return to the Village for a bite to eat and some sleep, I must recover my strength and lay law from the MiB. But I cannot enter dressed like this, I need an athletes form. I have to go looking... Leaving the Gymnastics Centre behind feeling the cool evening breeze Ellana walked into a building opposite with the legend Fencing Hall above the door. I do hope that's a sport and not a place to practice gardening activities? Perhaps I will find a female within... She thought has she walked though the automated doors.
Fencing Hall 16:15pm
As Ellana entered the large hall finding it deserted, save for the sound of a young female grunting. Walking around the corner she discovered a female figure lunging at a mannequin with an extremely thin bladed sword with a cupped guard, making sounds of triumph as she ran the plastic figure through. Hmm? That sword reminds me of the dueling blades used by officers in our past. Back when dueling was still legal. But what is she wearing? The girl was dressed head to foot in white; top, trousers, boots, gloves and a curious helmet that looked like a wire mesh. The outfit hugging her tight athletic body. The only identifying mark was a German flag on her left shoulder. How can she see a thing in that helmet? Well I will find out soon soon enough. I can't attack her yet, she could very well strike me with that blade. I need to wait, bide my time and strike when she's finished. But I will need a strategy... Glancing to her right Ellana saw a broom cupboard near the exit. She will have to walk past here to the exit, this makes for a perfect ambush spot. Slipping inside the cupboard Ellana kept the door ajar to observe her prey...
30 minutes later
Satisfied that she had worked a good enough sweat for the evening, Eva Schindler took a deep breath as she pulled off her helmet and gloves, placing her épée back into it's scabbard and packing it in her kitbag. I have this in the bag. I will easily bring the gold home for Germany, all I need to do is qualify tomorrow. My French opponent won't see me coming. She was an attractive girl of 20, with squared features sculptured cheekbones and ice blue eyes. Her long auburn hair braided into a long ponytail. Scooping up her kitbag over her shoulder, Eva walked towards the exit completely unprepared for the door to her left opening suddenly revealing a member of the Chinese team who simply grinned. "Who are you-ugh!?" The woman shot out a hand grasping Eva's throat her gloves and mask dropping from her hands. Unable to move her resist, the young fencer felt the pressure points either side of her neck being pinched. Eva let out a terrified strangled squeak as she slumped unconscious in the Chinese woman's grip. The last sensation she felt was being dragged inside the cupboard kitbag and all as she was lain on the floor onto her side.
After retrieving the girls gloves and mask, Ellana stripped off her Chinese tracksuit then holding the German athlete in her arms kissed her passionately as she assumed her from unzipping her fencing top from the right shoulder. "Eva Schindler, 20, German Fencing Champion. She's heavily into tabletop fantasy wargaming, her favourite being something called Warhammer. That's interesting she's competing tomorrow morning." Ellana unwound Eva's braid adopting her ponytail before unlacing her boots, removing them along with the white ankle socks. Unfastening the trousers Ellana peeled them from the Eva's slender hips down her long toned legs then whipped off her white G-string thong from between her thighs exposing a small clitoris topped with a thin trimmed auburn haired strip. After pulling up the underwear and trousers Ellana unfolded the fencing jersey revealing C-cup breasts covered by a matching solid white plunge t-shirt bra. Slipping the jersey off one arm at a time Ellana rolled the half naked Eva onto her side, getting a good luck at her peach shaped pert buttocks as she unclasped the bra. Pulling the girl onto her back Ellana admired Eva's breasts with perky rose petal red areolas as she clipped onto the bra. Once she had finished zipping up the jersey and boots, Ellana bound the unconscious naked Eva with the always handy duct tape she had found on a shelf, gagging her with a strip. With Eva secured Ellana looped the girls kitbag over her shoulder, picked up the mask and gloves leaving the naked girl to the dark of the cupboard.
Using the girls' memories Ellana came to a parked car, with a middle aged human female with greying short blonde hair wearing a white German team tracksuit leaning against the car who flashed her a smile as she approached. According to Eva's memories this is her coach Erika Von Strauß. "Are you all prepared Eva? We will get no second chances after this." Ellana nodded flashing her a smile back. "Yes coach. Ready to win the title." Clapping her hands together Erika opened the driver's side door as Ellana walked to the passenger seat getting in. "You are the clear favourite by far, Eva. You will bring the gold back for Germany I have no doubt. But first let's get back to our lodgings and grab a hearty meal along with some rest. They are just as effective as an afternoons hard training after all." Putting the car into gear, Erika pulled away from the Fencing Hall as Ellana grinned. I looking forward to seeing what fencing is all about.
The Fencing Hall Friday 2nd August 2024 10:35am
Before leaving for the Fencing Hall following a good night's sleep Ellana ate a filling breakfast of muesli, checking the olympic schedule with Eva's phone. There's an equestrian competition called show-jumping involving riding a creature called a horse and leaping over obstacles. Which starts at 11:45am. The paddock is not far from here within walking distance. My match starts at 10:40am and lasts till 11:00am. I should have plenty of time to make it. Now as she stood across from her French opponent, Ellana selected her blade then donned her helmet. Seriously? Like I thought last night. How are you supposed to see a thing in this helmet? All I see is lattice mesh! Then after saluting her opponent who she could barely see, the bell sounded. Ellana lunged forward but completely missed her opponent completely wrong footing her. She felt the impact on her jersey as another bell sounded. The judge indicating a point to her opponent, crying in frustration Ellana readied herself again.
In the next 20 minutes it didn't get any better as Ellana failing to see her opponent through her helmet felt the sting of the french girls èpèe again and again, not parrying or riposting. It was all over by 11:00 with French athlete scoring the required 15 points to Ellana's pitiful zero. Damn stupid game! How do they expect you to fight wearing that silly mask!? After saluting the young blonde athlete Ellana walked off the mat as coach Von Strauß approached her, face full of disappointment. "What the hell was that, Eva? You were the favourite to win the gold and you let yourself get beaten by a rank amateur." She said putting her hands on her hips. Ellana simply shrugged. "Sorry coach. Everything is fine. My helmet wasn't strapped on properly. I couldn't see a thing is all." The coach pinched the bridge of her nose shaking her head. "It doesn't matter now. You just need time to rest and recuperate that's all. If I were you I would return to the Village and rest up. You still have a couple more events to go yet." Hmph! I have an equestrian event to attend and I have no intention of missing that. Besides I have had my fill of sword play. It's not for females anyway. Ellana nodded. "Yes coach." She lied. "I just need to get changed first. Then I think some rest will do me some good." Taking her leave of the coach Ellana went to the locker room, stripping out of Eva's fencing outfit and donning her tracksuit. When she was finished she hopped through the open window and followed the signs to the Equestrian Centre.
Equestrian Centre 11:30am
Disguised as Eva Schindler, Ellana arrived at the centre with time to spare but knew that her current form would not get her into the locker rooms. I need to update my look. Scanning the crowd Ellana noticed a young tanned woman wearing a bottle green jumpsuit, her ID hanging around her neck on a blue lanyard, with black laced work boots pushing a cleaning cart. She was pretty with tanned heart shaped features, high cheekbones and brown almond shaped eyes. Her long dark black hair tied into a ponytail looped through her matching baseball cap. A cleaner? Excellent, they have access all areas and can move unnoticed. She is quite pleasing as well. I just need an opportunity to get her alone. That opportunity came when the girl disappeared into a nearby storeroom, leaving her cart outside. Grinning, Ellana slipped inside after her.
Rachida Benanni knelt by shelf packed with bleach her latest prank on the French team having cost her a fair bit of bleach. Hell if it wasn't worth it. That will teach those entitled French jocks to call me irrelevant. Now they will need me or the olympic village will turn into a swamp that will make the stadium fire look like an oil can fire. As she soon as she picked up a bottle of bleach, Rachida felt a hand clamp over her mouth muffling her cry of surprise followed by another gripping her throat. "Let me take that off your hands. Along with everything else.." Hissed a German girls voice in her ear as her attacker pinched the sensitive spots either side of her slender neck, Rachida let out a muffled aroused squeak as she felt her eyes rolling into her skull slumping unconscious in the grip of her attacker. The bottle of bleach falling from her limp fingers.
Deftly catching the bottle as it fell, Ellana lowered it along with the cleaners body onto the floor before stripping off Eva's tracksuit. Kneeling besides the girl's body, she took the cleaner into her arms planting a kiss on her lips assuming her form pulling off the baseball cap. "Rachida Bennani, 23, Janitor." Ellana looped the girls over her head then loosened her scrunchie, copying her ponytail. "She's quite the practical joker. After an altercation with a particularly rude French athlete, she sabotaged their toilets and they are forever backing up now." Unlacing Rachida's boots Ellana pulled them off along with her black ankle socks then unzipped her jumpsuit, peeling the garment from her slim attractive petite form leaving her clad only in a white vest, nipples peaking through the thin fabric, with a solid black thong. Ellana then whipped off the underwear from between the janitors thighs exposing a small brown clitoris crowned with a trimmed thick fan of black hair and peach shaped tanned buttocks. Pulling up the stolen underwear Ellana flicked up the half naked janitors arms sliding her vest over her head, revealing pert B-cup breasts with full puffy brown areolas. Standing over the pleasing naked form of the janitor Ellana quickly dressed in her uniform, looping the ID over her head then setting the cap on her head. When she was finished, Ellana taped up Rachida's limbs gagging her before picking up the bottle of bleach and leaving the storeroom. Using the cleaners memories, Ellana made her way to the female locker room.
Women's Locker Room 11:36am
Astrid Olsen smiled as she buttoned up her black team Norway blazer in this her second olympic games, checking her reflection in her locker mirror. She was a beautiful example of a Nordic athlete, squared features sculptured cheekbones and narrow piercing blue eyes. Her honey blonde hair braided into pigtails. Under her blazer she wore a white buttoned blouse with tight white riding trousers, her black riding cap sat on the bench next to her matching jodhpurs. How I look forward to riding on the back of Ragnar with the wind in my face. I don't mind if I don't win, it's the competition that counts. Closing her locker Astrid sat onto the bench pulling on one of her boots. But before see could pull the other one on, Astrid felt a slender hand clamp over her mouth muffling her cries before another grasped her throat. "No need my dear. I will be putting those on myself soon enough." Said a woman's voice behind her as she pinched Astrid's neck, eliciting a soft squeak of muffled pain from the rider as she slumped unconscious in her attackers grip. The last sensation she felt was being lowered onto the bench. Her blazer being unfastened.
Stripping off Rachida's uniform, Ellana knelt by the unconscious rider kissing her full lips, assuming her form as she removed the blazer from the girl's shoulders before loosening her braids. "Astrid Olsen, 22, Norwegian Equestrian team." Ellana said copying Astrid's pigtails before unbuttoning her blouse, revealing small A-cups covered by pale blue push up bra. "She and her horse Ragnar are inseparable but her main passion is collecting snow globes of all the world's capitals. She just needs one to complete her collection and that's Paris." After removing Astrid's one boot Ellana unbelted her white riding pants peeling them off her hips and down her long slender legs before whipping off her matching pale blue tanga briefs, exposing a small womanhood with a faint trimmed tuft of honey blonde pubic hair. Pulling up the stolen panties Ellana stripped off the reminder of Astrid's blouse from her shoulders, then unhooked the riders bra admiring her cute small rounded breasts with slightly pointed full pink areolas. Ellana got dressed in Astrid's clothes, fastening her blazer, pulling on the boots strapping on the helmet before tearing up Rachida's vest binding and gagging the Norwegian. Dragging the bound slim naked Astrid over to her locker Ellana was just stashing her inside as two other riders, one Dutch the other Swedish came into the locker room. Ellana quickly tossed Rachida's uniform on top of the naked woman slamming the locker shut. She rose flashing a smile to the two women, wishing them good luck as she left the locker room. That was too close. Well no matter, time to ride.
The Equestrian Paddock 12:00pm
Using Astrid's memories Ellana found her mount, a handsome looking chestnut brown stallion which was the name for an adult male horse, in the Norwegian team stables. Has she mounted the animal her disguise seemly working on the creature, Ellana patted it's flank. I have never ridden any animal before. Not even the noble Destriers, large feline like creatures. Riding isn't really a thing we female Zenobians do. But I'am up to trying new things. Just treat me well okay and let's have fun. The horse whinnied as seeming to read her mind as they trotted out onto the paddock. Over the course of 3 minutes Ellana and Ragnar put in a respectable performance, knocking down at least two obstacles and coming 5th place. With the gold going to Holland, sliver to Germany and Sweden the bronze, with Ellana finishing behind the British. It doesn't matter that I haven't won anything. I had fun and so did Ragnar, I was a truly exhilarating feeling. But now I must move on. After leading Ragnar to the stables bading the noble beast farewell, Ellana peeled off from the group citing a toilet break retracing her steps to the main concourse
The Equestrian Centre 12:30pm
Checking Astrid's phone Ellana discovered that the events where all taking place consecutively. That's not surprising. A result of my little...accident if I were to guess. Not to mention the amateurish antics of my old friends. Well it seems the next event is a Judo final Japan Vs Ukraine and that's in 45 minutes. It's not far from here but I can't go dressed like this. Nor can I return to the locker room, since I would risk discovery. I need a change of clothes and a new face. Looking up, Ellana spotted a young woman approaching the exit. She was an attractive woman with smooth freckled rounded features, piercing emerald green doe shaped eyes covered by large sunglasses, framed by long ginger hair loose around her bared shoulders under a blue sun hat. She was dressed in a designer denim dress with black sandals heels, dangling silver earrings with a matching locket dangling between her C-cup breasts and anklet on her left ankle. Black leather handbag looped over her shoulder. Yes she will do nicely. I just need to get her alone and out of that dress. Following the woman out, Ellana waited for her opportunity to strike.
Famke Akkerman grinned widely as she left the Equestrian Centre walking towards a line of dumpsters to her right. Another fine performance from my dear darling Marina. Beating both the Germans and the British to the Gold. A shame about the Scandinavians though I was expecting more from them. Know, I really must find Marina later and give a more...personal reward. Ouch! What was that? As she reached the line of dumpsters in a quite secluded part of the park, Famke felt a stone in her sandal but before she could bend down to have a look she felt a hand clamp over her mouth, followed by another around her throat. "Shh!" It's nothing to worry about dear." Hissed a Norwegian accent in her ear as she was pinched either side of her slender neck. Letting out a short muffled squeak of pain Famke slumped unconscious in her attackers arms, the last sensation she felt was being dragged behind the row of dumpsters. Her disappearance going unnoticed by the world at large.
Now wearing the face of 24 year old former Dutch member Famke Akkerman Ellana stood over the naked body of the woman slumped against the dumpster. She admired the full well formed freckled c cup breasts with perky puffy light pink areolas, full clitoris topped with a trimmed strip of ginger hair, as she finished putting on the woman's hat. Having already pulling on the dress, shoes and jewellery, including her matching backless, strapless lace black bra and matching diamante g-string. Famke was woman who did try out for the Dutch team but failed losing out to her rival but later lover, Marina, the now being inseparable and who plan to open a stood farm after the games. After she had slid on Famke's glasses Ellana tore up Astrid's blouse binding and gagging the redhead's tight naked form, before scooping her up into her arms and tipping her body into the dumpster getting a glimpse of her pert buttocks. Searching the woman's bag had yielded another surprise a universal pass! With this I should be able to get into the judo hall with no problem. Not believing her good fortune Ellana looped the handbag over her shoulder, making her way to the judo hall.
Judo Hall 12:50pm
As Ellana entered the judo hall she found it deserted except for a single young female steward standing by the doors, Ellana appraised her as she approached the girl. She was an attractive ebony skinned girl with rounded features, slender cheekbones and big brown eyes. Her dark black hair tied into a bun under a black baseball cap with "Steward" stencilled helpfully in white. She wore a matching short sleeve polo shirt with the Olympic rings embroidered on the left breast over which she wore a orange high visibility sleeveless jacket, black trousers and sneakers. "Good afternoon, Mademoiselle. Here for the judo?" Ellana grinned widely as she flashed her universal pass. "You bet! Here's my pass." The girl looked at it then back at her frowning slightly. " Ah an universal pass...for equestrian. I'am sorry but that won't get you in here. You will need to buy a ticket." Ellana let out an incredulous snarl. "What!? It's a universal pass! Which means I can get in anywhere! You have to let me in." The girl shook her head. "Yes but that's for the equestrian only, not for the martial arts events. Didn't you read it?" Ellana sighed as she read the piece of paper again. Then she looked up at the steward looking at her up and down, an idea entered her mind. "I can get in right without a ticket? If I looked just like you right? I mean they let you in." The stewards eyes blinked as she was confused by the question. "Why yes but what are you-ugh?!" Ellana quickly chopped her in the side of the throat, catching her weight under her arms as she fell to the side unconscious. "That works for me!" She said in the unconscious girl's ear dragging her to a nearby storeroom.
Laying the girl onto her side Ellana stripped off Famke's dress then knelt by the unconscious steward. Taking her in her arms she planted a kiss on her lush lips, assuming her form as she stripped off the girls cap and vest. "Beatrice Mbappé, 23, Olympic steward. She is the cousin of french star football Mbappé." Ellana adopted Beatrice's bun before unlacing her sneakers. "She as tried out for the French women's team but she is nowhere as talented as her more famous cousin." Flicking up the girl's arms Ellana pulled off Beatrice's polo shirt up over head followed by her red and white tube bra, revealing her buoyant C-cup breasts with black circular slightly pointed areolas. After pulling on the bra and shirt, Ellana unfastened her trousers peeling them past her shapely hips down her long legs along with her matching bikini thong exposing a clean shaven small clitoris. After she finishing dressing in Beatrice's uniform, slipping on the vest Ellana taped up Beatrice's limbs then gagged her with a strip of duct tape, admiring her slim athletic naked form and plum shaped buttocks. Straightening the cap on her head Ellana used the stewards memories to locate the locker rooms.
12:55pm
Slipping into the locker room Ellana found a lone female athlete retrieving something from her locker with her back to the door. As she crept silently towards the unsuspecting girl Ellana sized her up. She wasa pretty Japanese girl with tanned heart shaped features, high cheekbones and slanted hazel eyes. With a mop of unruly light hair cut into a pixie style. She was dressed in a white judo outfit wth a rising sun flag stitched on the left breast on the top and matching trousers held up at the waist by a thick red belt. A matching cloth helmet on the bench. I must incapacitate with a chop. If I used the pinch there is a chance she could counter and raise the alarm. Sneaking quietly on the athlete Ellana brought up her left hand aiming squarely for the cluster of nerves on the left hand side of the throat, then struck. The judoka let out a cute squeak of pain as she was rendered unconscious in an instant. Catching the girls weight from behind, Ellana lowered her onto the bench.
After stripping out of Beatrice's uniform Ellana took the judoka into her arms kissing her on her young lips, loosening her belt. "Asuka Takeshi, 19, Japanese Judoka. A talented wild card with a high chance of winning the gold today, she's heavily into anime and her favourites are Najica but also Aika." Unfolding the top revealed small A-cup breasts covered by a white cloth strap. After pulling off the judo top Ellana rolled Asuka onto her side unclipping the strap admiring the judokas cute tiny breasts with rose petal brown areolas. Fastening on the strap onto her bare chest, Ellana whipped off the bottoms then untied a curious cloth waistcloth that protected the girls modesty exposing a full clitoris crowned with a thick trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair and well formed buttocks. Once she was fully dressed in the girls outfit tying on the helmet, Ellana tore up Beatrice's shirt binding and gagging the petite athletic naked Asuka stashing her in her locker along with the remains of the stewards uniform before closing the door. Bouncing on her feet in anticipation Ellana left the locker room. Let's win myself a medal
Judo Ring 13:15pm
Facing her opponent a young blonde Ukrainian girl, Ellana bowed respectfully before the referee begun the match with a cry. Over the course of four minutes through a combination of Asuka's training and memories, along with Kremm's training Ellana had easily bested her opponent with out so much as dropping a single point. As soon as the referee had finished the came holding up Ellana's arm high she cheered along with the rest of the Japanese team at her victory. The crowd giving a huge standing ovation. I have done it! I have a medal! It should make a great souvenir back on the Zephyr. After shaking hands with her opponent they were lead away to be awarded their medals. Ten minutes later standing on the podium the sportswoman in Ellana felt the same pride she felt on the night in Munich as the medal was looped over her neck. The hairs stood on the back of her neck stood up as she heard the hauntingly beautiful Japanese anthem reverberate around the hall. Ellana turned to see a middle aged blonde female, her hair tied into a knot wearing a cream pantsuit with a red silk blouse and gold jewellery, a brown leather handbag looped around her shoulder, talk with Asuka's male coach., glancing at her. Hmm? I need to get to the next event and there is no way will I be able to make it in this form. Not with all these journalists and fans wanting my attention. Her form will come in handy. As soon the anthem ended, Ellana stepped off the podium only to be approached by the blonde woman.
13:31pm
"Takeshi-chan? My name is Katya Sidorova. I'am with the International Judo Federation." The woman spoke with russian accented English as she bowed respectfully which Ellana returned. On closer inspection she had youthful aquiline features and bright green eyes, with few lines crinkling her pretty face. "I would like to offer you my sincerest congratulations in your victory, and ascent to olympic champion. I was just speaking to your coach and i would like a word in private to discuss opportunities about your future in our sport." Ellana grinned widely as she answered This will work out quite nicely. I wish they were all this easy. " Of course Sidorova-sama. Lead the way." Flashing her a smile, Sidorova let her past the adoring fans and snapping cameras of the journalists into a broom cupboard. "Well you will have to excuse the shabby accomod-agh!!" Sidorova let out a tiny whelp of pain as Ellana struck her on her right side of her neck sending her crashing to the ground unconscious. "I'am sorry but I have somewhere I need to be." She said as she stripped off Asuka's costume.
Kneeling by the unconscious woman Ellana kissed her on her lips assuming her form as she loosened Katya's knot. "Kayta Sidorova, 34, International Judo Federation. She is a black belt in Judo and had a promising career, until she suffered a cruciate ligament injury when she was 23. Kayta as since married with a daughter, who is an aspiring Judoka. She as never lost her passion for the sport." After adopting Katya's knot and putting on her jewellery Ellana slipped off the woman's heels then peeled her quickly out of her suit, including her matching red lace wonderbra and bikini cut shorts. Standing over the naked toned body of the former Judoka, Ellana admired her full c-cup breasts with circular dark pink areolas and small clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of golden pubic hair and toned peach shaped buttocks, as she got dressed. When she was finished Ellana tore up Asuka's underwear binding and gagging the naked Katya before looping the handbag over her shoulder, putting in her gold medal sweeping from the room.
Using Katya's memories Ellana made her way out of the judo hall, through the back to avoid the crowds checking her phone. So the last event of the day for women is archery? A little old fashioned we phased that out 800 cycles ago when we discovered plasma technology. Skut! The semi finals have already concluded but it looks like the South Koreans are the strong favourites. The final will be held in the next 45 minutes, if I hurry I can get there in 20 minutes. Reaching Katya's rental car Ellana jumped in starting the engine she pulled out , making all haste to the archery range.
Archery Range 13:53pm
Katya's pass got Ellana in easily enough but she needed a new form, preferably a South Korean athlete. Using the signs Ellana found herself in the women's locker room. Inside was a single young female Korean athlete closing her locker. Taking cover behind a row of lockers Ellana appraised her. She was a pleasing slip of a girl with gentle smooth heart shaped features wide slightly slanted brown eyes. With her black hair braided into pigtails under a white bowler hat. What's with the silly hat? Does make them shoot better? I guess I'll find out. She was dressed in a matching white short sleeve team Korea t-shirt with tight black leggings and plimsolls. The girl closed her locker turning towards a bathroom, walking inside. Grinning widely Ellana followed close behind her.
Moon Hwa Young let out a long sigh of relief as she voided the contents of her full bladder, her sheer lace bikini thong and leggings down around her ankles. Exposing her small vagina topped with a thick trimmed fan of raven hair. I shouldn't have drank all that lucozade, it really does cut straight through me. She heard the sound of the toilet door open shaking her from her thoughts, the clacking of heels entered the cubicle next to her. Thinking it was just another one of her team, Moon reached for the paper to wipe herself but felt a hand grip around her slender neck. Whimpering in fear, Moon was pulled up feeling a pinch on the either side of her throat. Letting out a pained aroused squeak she slumped in the grip of her attacker unconscious. Her last sensation was being released dropping onto the toilet bowl with her legs spread wide.
Leaping into the cubicle, Ellana stripped off Katya's suit before straddling the unconscious half naked athletic kissing her passionately slowly assuming her form as she removed the hat, loosening the pigtails. "Moon Hwa Young, 23, South Korean Archery Team. She has read all of the Hunger Games books and watched all the movies. She fancies herself a Katniss Everdeen, whoever that is. Ah, she as a crush on Jennifer Lawrence small universe. Having...met her, I can't really blame her." Ellana said as she adopted Moon's hair style before unlacing the plimsolls and slipping off the leggings including the panties. Pulling up the garments, slipping on the plimsolls Ellana held up Moon's arms pulling her t-shirt over head revealing B-cup breasts covered by a sheer lace matching bralette. Reaching around the archers back she unclipped the undergarment revealing lush small breasts with full perky brown areolas. After she had finished getting dressed in Moon's clothes sitting the silly hat on her hat, Ellana tore up Katya's blouse binding the slim naked Moon's wrists and ankles gagging then picking her up under the shoulders dragged the unconscious athlete over to the attendants cupboard. Stashing her inside along with Katya's suit, Ellana glanced at the bathroom mirror smiling. Let's go win another medal She thought as she left the bathroom.
Archery Range 15:00pm
As it turned out archery wasn't Ellana's forté. For one she couldn't draw the bow properly despite Moon's skills. She was the highest scoring shooter in the semi finals! The favourite! I should have this in the bag. Besides, someone should tell humans that bows are made of wood not metal, ugh! In fact she shot her first arrow into the ground as she had nocked It but aimed it into the ground. Her three opponents shook their heads in embarrassment as Ellana blushed. With her second arrow she had actually overdrawn the stupid bow meaning the arrow flew like a stone landing only a few feet in front of her. Hoping her third shot was the lucky shot, Ellana nocked drew and loosed her arrow. To her surprise the arrow flew...only to shoot the hat off a young steward who was standing a little left of the target. The poor young girl then fainted when she saw her hat pinned to to wall. Within an hour Ellana had conceded and came an abysmal last place. Picking up Moon's kitbag Ellana checked the girls phone. It's getting late and the women's events are rounding up for the day. I might as well go back with the South Korean team back to the Village. Get some rest. I will have a busy day tomorrow. Following her disappointed coach back to the minivan, Ellana got into the backseat caressing the kitbag. Well at least I won a gold medal. Let's hope I can add another tomorrow. Leaning back into her seat Ellana grinned in anticipation for tomorrow.