Uniform Stealing Board

Throughout my travels on this remarkable planet, I have come across many females engaged in relationships with either males or other females. Indeed, humanity is not much different from Zenobians in this regard but where the main differences are is humans are quite lustful creatures and put more value on sex for pleasure in addition to the biological imperative. In our culture, sex only has value to further the existence of our race we do not form sexual attachments but purely platonic relationships. Our strongest bond being that between life mates. So I became intrigued by the possibility of finding out more about human relationship practices, having already concluded my investigations into human marital customs and the family dynamic. I will be honest since I have landed on Earth, I have found human females to be very pleasing on the eye especially when naked and I became endowed with the thought of sexual relations with one, perhaps even developing a lasting relationship. After all as the XS teaches us "Intimacy brings understanding." Little did i know that this would be the start of a beautiful relationship, with a human woman that would become, and still is, very dear to me...



Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society


I-95 3km South of Rye, upstate New York 16:00pm Tuesday 1st September 2024


As Ellana followed the signs south towards New York City in the teaching assistants VW Golf, she looked at the fuel needle breathing a sigh of relief that it was at about half way. Enough to get me to New York by my calculations, but I will need to update my look once I reach the city limits. I have a good headstart on the MiB, I need to use it wisely. Suddenly a little sound from Maggie May's handbag on the passenger seat interrupted her thoughts. Taking the phone out Ellana punched in the pin number with one hand, looking at the latest notification. "Ah, Maggie May got a like and a date it seems. But that's all the way back in Lexington and I'am not going back there. Hmm? I will continue on to New York and investigate dating there." Then the sound of a siren and flashing lights from behind her drew her attention. Replacing the phone into the bag, Ellana pulled the car into the layby not wanting to draw the ire of human law enforcement. Switching off the engine she noticed that the helmeted figure getting off the motorbike was a young female. As she appraised the officer through her driver's side mirror, who was walking towards her an idea came into Ellana's mind. She has a very nice bike and a snug uniform, quite pleasing on the eye. The bike will save me a little time and I can use the uniform to acquire a new look later. The cop was wearing her uniform which consisted of a dark blue uniform shirt, under which was a hint of a white undershirt over that was a black puffer jacket with her nameplate and badge, shoulder flashes with the US Flag and logo of the New York State Highway Patrol, that matched her white cycle helmet. Black trousers with blue piping held up by her gun belt which housed a curious looking pistol, that looked a little like an MiB stun gun and knee high black riding boots. The officer had pretty heart shaped features, blue eyes covered by a pair of aviators with a hint of short honey blonde hair sticking out form her under her helmet. Her uniform is quite pleasing, hugs her figure well. I will enjoy wearing it. Ellana flashed her a most innocent smile as the officer reached her door.



Officer Audrey Kowolski tapped on the window of the pretty redheaded driver who bore a slight resemblance to her wife, Irene but couldn't hold a candle to her. "Is there a problem officer?" The girl said as she pressed her window down with a slight Massachusetts lilt. "Licence and registration please ma'am." The girl compiled handing her her papers. "So Ms Maggie May Foster? You're a long way from Lexington. What you are doing down here in New York?" She knew it really wasn't any of her business but the small talk helped put the public at ease. Maggie May flashed a warm friendly smile. "I'am just visiting my sister. She lives in New York and I haven't seen her in a while." Audrey nodded handing the the woman her licence back. "Do you know why I have stopped you, ma'am?" Maggie May shook her head. "You have a broken driver's side tail light. Come out I will show you." Audrey stepped back leading the redhead to the driver's side. "Here look. Now that's a quick fix but you seem like a nice girl so I will give you the address of a-ugh!!" Audrey let out a pained yelp as she felt a blow to the side of her neck which sent her crashing unconscious onto the road on her side. "No need officer, I will just take you bike and everything else. " Ellana quipped as she stood over the unconscious officer.


After opening the trunk draping the officer inside, Ellana stripped off Maggie May's clothes before unstrapping Officer Kowolski's helmet, revealing a honey blonde pixie cut and slipping off her glasses assuming her form with a kiss. "Officer Audrey Kowolski, 24, New York State Highway Patrol. She and wife Irene, a nurse, are moving to New York after she accepted a job at a prestigious hospital. Audrey herself, as secured a transfer to the NYPD based on her previous experience." Ellana removed Audrey's boots, equipment belt and jacket before unbuttoning her uniform shirt, which had the same detailing as the jacket, maneuvering off the officers body one arms at a time. Pulling the officer into a seated position Ellana slid off her undershirt over her head, then reaching around her back unclasped her white sports bra. Letting the half naked cop flop back into the trunk, she admired the woman's small but firm B-cup breasts with perky pink circular areolas and trim athletic figure. Clipping on the bra, Ellana unfastened Audrey's trousers peeling them off her slender hips and down her long toned legs then whipped off her matching solid white bikini hipster shorts exposing her small pink vulva crowned with a small strip of honey blonde hair and pert peach shaped toned buttocks. Once she had finished dressing in Officer Kowolski's uniform, zipping up the jacket then strapping on the helmet Ellana taped the naked officer's wrists and ankles, gagging her before rolling her body into the trunk tossing in the teaching assistant clothes then closed it with a snap locking it behind her. Straddling Audrey's bike Ellana revved up the engine. "Next stop, New York!" She smiled as she drove down the road following the signs to the city that never sleeps.


Outside Lexington Sheriff's Station Same Moment


Agents L & M walked down the steps of Lexington Sheriff's station dressed in orange prison jumpsuits. Ahead of them leaning against his truck was Agent P, with the rest of support team 05; male agents N and J, while K and D were female. Agent K was a pretty auburn haired girl with hair cut to shoulder length who was of mixed American-Chinese descent busy preparing the drones while N was staring at her. Tucked under P's arms were two crisp new black suits. "Whoever said these are the last suits you'll ever wear is a born liar. You two seem to be losing yours quite a bit. I told you this would come back to bite you in the ass, but you never listen." He handed the two women their new suits. "You can get dressed in the truck, then come see me." He said thumbing his truck as he left them with privacy. The two agents quickly pulled on their new suits, with M a little happier cinching her traditional texan ribbon tie. Now looking the part the agents approached P.


"So do you have a twenty on our girl yet, P?" L asked as she creaked her neck. P shook his greying ginger head. "Well the last woman she replaced was a Ms Maggie May Foster, the teaching assistant. We got the make and registration of her car before we flashed her. We are just preparing the drones now...if N would stop making doe eyes at K!" He said loudly as N who was too busy staring at K jumped at P's voice going bright red. K herself smiled bashfully before going the same shade as her hair. "S-sorry boss!" The probie stammered as agents J and D who were leaning against the truck started to laugh, M joining in. L grinned. "Have you tried hitting him more? Like this!" L slapped the young blonde upside her head which shut her up, J and D now laughed at her plight while N and K shared grins. P burst out laughing himself. "No, the probie is way to sensitive for that. The camp was a one off. Besides he actually has a brain in there." M petulantly rubbed the back of her head. "And I haven't?" L chuckled herself. "You know I think I heard something rattle in there." The two veteran agents laughed as N and K approached them. As N was still blushing at a loss for words it was K who spoke up. "The drones are ready, boss. Just give the word and they are airborne." P turned to the redheaded agent. "Release the hounds! I always wanted to say that." He added nonchalantly as the five spherical drones lifted in the air going in five different directions. M looked up at the ascending drones a huge grin on her face. "She can't run from us forever!" She said triumphantly.



3km North of New Rochelle, New York State 16:35pm


Ellana sat astride her stolen bike as she figured out her next move. I have arrived at the outskirts of the city but I will need a change of clothes, a new face and a place to lay low to do some research into dating. I just needs a suitable female... Looking up the deserted road Ellana spotted a green VW beetle driving towards her with a young human female behind the wheel. Ellana quickly appraised her she was a pretty little thing with rounded features, smooth cheekbones and big hazel eyes, framed by long chestnut eye. "Time to play traffic cop." Ellana said as the car drove pass switching on her lights and siren chasing her down into a deserted layby. The girl compiled pulling up switching off her engine, getting off her bike she loosened the officers stun gun curious to see it's effects.

Walking up to the driver's side door Ellana tapped on the window, getting a good look at the girl's clothes as she wound down her window. She was wearing a loose pastel pink vest top, without a hint of a bra underneath her nipples peaking through the thin fabric, with tight black denim shorts and matching sandals with a black bow detailing. Over her top was an unzipped grey cotton hooded top with "Columbia University" writ large in blue across her back. Gracing her slender neck was a chain necklace with studded ears. Very comely and cute, being her will be fun. " Is there something wrong officer?" The girl asked as she smiled warmly. "Could I see you licence and registration please, ma'am?" Ellana asked as the girl who fished it from her handbag on the passenger seat. "Brooke Peterson? Student at Columbia? That's a very pretty name. I like your top." Brooke stammered slightly. "What?" Was all she could manage before Ellana whipped out Audrey's taser pulling the trigger. Two prongs impacted Brooke's causing her to shake violently in her seat letting out a long rattled squeak of pain as the electricity coursed through her body, before she slumped unconscious in her seat. Ellana looked at the taser a look of disgust on her face. "Ugh! So uncivilised. Next time I will definitely stick to either a pinch or a quick neck chop, much less violent." Opening the car door taking out the prongs from Brookes chest, then replacing the taser Ellana unbuckled her seat beat dragging the girl from the car seat around to her trunk. "Really sorry about this, Brooke. It wasn't personal." She said to the unconscious student laying her in her trunk.


Stripping out of Officer Kowalski's uniform, Ellana bent over the unconscious Brooke removing her jewellery as she kissed her passionately, assuming her form. " Brooke Peterson, 20, Philosophy Student. She's thinking of dropping her course altogether and switching to journalism. Brooke wants to take a gap year to travel and see the world. She as aspirations of being a travel writer and was visiting her parents to ask their permission, since they are paying for the course. They said no, but she's going to do it anyway." Ellana slipped off the girl's sandals then her hooded top from her shoulder before hoisting up the girl in a seated position, pulling off her pink top exposing her small but youthful slightly pointed A-cup breasts with full puffy dark pink areolas as she flopped back down into the trunk. She also removed Brooke's navel piercing putting it in herself. Unbuttoning her shorts Ellana whipped them from her slender hips, along with her frilly pink G-string thong that was covering her full vulva topped with a small trimmed triangle of chestnut brown hair and pert plum shaped buttocks. After putting on Brooke's jewellery Ellana quickly dressed in the students clothes before taping up her wrists and ankles with duct tape, gagging her with a strip. Tucking the girl's petite naked body into her trunk Ellana threw in Audrey's uniform, locking the trunk. Getting behind the wheel, Ellana buckled up then started the engine. Using the girl's memories she followed the signs to Columbia University.


Columbia University Halls of Residence 17:00pm New York City


As she discovered Brooke was living on campus in a fairly busy hall of residence so she decided it would safer to keep Brooks tucked away in her car trunk. After parking up the car, Ellana got out looping the girls handbag over her shoulder locking it up. Using Brooke's memories she made her to the second floor where her dwelling was. As soon as she walked in Ellana was greeted by a pretty blonde girl in a white tank top and blue jeans. "Hey, Brooke. How did your visit to your folks go. Did they accept you taking a year out to switch courses?" According to what she could gather, this was Terrie Brooke's friend and roommate. "No I'am afraid they didn't. Blind stubborn fools." Terrie shook her head her face full of sympathy. "Damn. I'am sorry to hear that, Brooke. What will you do now?" Ellana smiled as she took a seat at the table. "I'am going to do it anyway. Screw them." Terrie laughed as she took a seat opposite her. "That's my girl. I ordered us pizza while you were out. He said he would be 10 minutes-ah!" A knock at the door announced the arrival of dinner. Once she had paid the delivery guy from pizza hut, they tucked into two boxes of margherita and pepperoni pizza with extra cheese with two bottles of pepsi cola. Ellana took a bite of the pepperoni finding it delicious.


17:45pm

"Can you recommend a good place to find someone to go out on a date?" Ellana asked as she swallowed a piece of pizza before washing it down with a swig of pepsi. Terrie looked a little bemused but smiled all the same as she swallowed a piece of Margherita pizza. "A strange question to put to me out of the blue. But I shouldn't be surprised you have been looking for Mr Right for a while. I don't know why no one's snapped you up girl? You are hot. I mean that in a completely non lesbian kind of way." Ellana chuckled as she took a other bite of pizza, allowing Terrie to continue. "Well you are in luck, Brooke. The Heights Bar and Grill on Broadway runs a high speed dating service. You could try your luck there. You never know right." Thanking the girl, Ellana finished off her pepsi and pizza. Now all I need to do is a little research and I'am all set.


Leaving Terrie to clean up their rubbish Ellana took what was left in her bottle of pepsi and sat on Brooke's bed laptop in hand researching everything on The Heights Bar and Grill, specifically it's date night. Well, well, well. There's a date night tomorrow night starting at eight o'clock sharp. And you don't need a ticket, they accept walk-ins. And it's not far from here. Just a quick drive to the south, perfect. Folding down the computers screen Ellana poured herself another glass of pepsi as Terrie sat opposite her on her bed. The two chatted well into the night about the start of their classes tomorrow.


I-95 3km South of Rye upstate New York 18:00pm


Thanks to K's drones Task Force Ellana had found the red VW Golf registered to Maggie May Foster abandoned in a layby 3km south of Rye. They had discovered a very naked and very confused woman in the trunk who identified herself as Officer Audrey Kowolski of New York State Highway Patrol. After fetching the cop a replica uniform, L questioned the woman then left her to be neuralysed by agent D. Now Agents L, M and P stood by the side of the road discussing Ellana's movements. " This changelings good, L. Always a step ahead of us. Any idea where she's going dressed like a cop?" P said as he leant against the side of the truck. L looked up at the New York skyline in the distance, lighting up like a beacon. "I think she's heading back home, to the big apple." She said turning to the two agents as she subconsciously thumbed the TA's smart phone through the evidence bag. M shrugged her shoulders as she followed her bosses train of thought. "I just don't get Ellana, boss. She leads us on a merry chase around Lexington only to come back here? Why?" Still thoughtful L looked down at the phone in the evidence bag, taking it out with gloved hands. She looked up the last notification smiling as she read it. " She's wants to go on a date." She said holding up the phone to the other agents, so they see the dating app.


Columbia University Halls of Residence 19:15pm, Wednesday 2nd September 2024


Ellana had spent much of the day living the life of Brooke Peterson maintaining her cover and laying low, making introductory notes on human universities. However, she had found the girls philosophy lectures dreadfully dull and boring. Is it any wonder she wanted to get out of this boring subject and switch to journalism. I can't really blame her. She had fallen asleep during one lecture, thankful that she could catch up on some sleep and during another she had begun to take up her old hobby of drawing amusing caricatures. This one of the lecturer getting her hair set on fire by Kremm's plasma pistol. She was relieved when it had came to the final seminar, making a beeline to Brooke's dorm.


After a quick shower, Ellana had picked out an attractive but not too flashy outfit from Brooke's wardrobe; a blue backless halter top with skinny blue jeans and sensible black flat shoes. A backless solid black bra with matching thong completed her new look. As she put on some makeup, Terrie came in. "You look absolutely beautiful, girl. No man or woman for that matter could resist you. Knock on wood you get a good catch." After bading the blonde farewell, Ellana swept from the room. Jumping in Brooke's car, the real Brooke still bound naked in her trunk, Ellana switched on the engine and using her photographic memory made her way to The Heights Bar and Grill.


The Heights Bar and Grill 20:00pm


Arriving at the Bar and Grill, Ellana was immediately greeted by a pretty ebony skinned waitress called "Maya" according to her nametag. "Good evening, ma'am. Are you here for date night?" Ellana flashed her a smile. "Yes. It looks quite busy, more people than I expected." She said glancing around the bar at the large crowd of humans gathered around the bar. "Well, date night is always a big draw. Here you will need this..." She handed her a sticker and a pen. "Do I need to write my name on this? Why? Can't I just introduce myself naturally?" Maya chuckled as Ellana wrote her name. "Well it's all part of the fun, honey. Besides you don't have the time to introduce yourself, that's why it's called "speed dating." Now I will just show you to your table. Is there anything I can get you? A drink, perhaps?" She asked has she led Ellana to a booth in the corner. "Could I have some red wine, please?" Replied Ellana taking her seat. " A good choice! And good luck for tonight." The waitress flashed her a smile then departed as Ellana slapped the sticker on her chest. "Let the games begin." She grinned.


Over the course of the next hour Ellana had three potential matches. The first male was a nervous wreck of a man named Sam, who despite being dressed smartly seemed scared of Ellana. He was wearing a smart suit and had rounded features with watery blue eyes framed by round wire framed spectacles. "Hi, m-my name is...well it's...erm." Ellana took her wine gently sipping it before gently smiling, trying to put him at ease. I won't use my pheromones. I want this to be natural or else it will void the experiment. "You're Sam. It says that on your chest." The man started to sweat a little as he glanced down at his chest. "Oh y-yes of course! S-silly me! And your name is Brooke! That's a... nice name! " He punctuated with a nervous little laugh. Ellana took a deep patient breath. "It's alright just take your time. I'am right here." Are all human males scared of their women? How curious. But before he could reply the little clock buzzed between them. Letting out a huge petulant sigh, Sam slumped off head hunched between his shoulders. Ellana taking another sip of her wine has her next male sat opposite her.


He was an latino male with angular handsome features and a mop of dark black hair slicked back with gel. He was wearing a tight white shirt, his name on his shirt read "Eduardo." Ellana smiled a warm friendly smile as she folded her hands across the table. "Hello, Eduardo. Please tell me about yourself." The man took a sip of his wine before replying. "Well you don't need to worry about me patronising you, Brooke. You are quite pretty but I'am gay. I generally come to this events to have a stimulating conservation with an attractive woman." Ellana smiled as she regarded the man. "There is nothing wrong in being attracted to one's own gender. After all I'am partial to other women as well." Eduardo leaned back in his seat nodding. "Well then I guess we could both use some riveting conversation." Ellana gestured for Eduardo to continue as she took a measure of her wine. "I work at the Federal Gold Reserve on Wall Street." Putting down her glass Ellana leant forwards her curiousity piqued. "That sounds quite exciting! Please tell more me!" Eduardo grinned as he took a sip of his wine. "I assure you it's nothing exciting. I'am a lowly assistant cashier which means that I just sort out loads of paper all day. I don't even get to see any of the gold stored there. It's really quite boring." Ellana laughed as she leant back, picking up her wine. "That sounds like my philosophy classes." Interesting, I must now more about this Federal Reserve. Perhaps I can do some research in the morning and pay it a little visit. The two laughed as they shared a toast. "To stimulating conservation!" They declared taking a measure of wine each. The rest of the time they spent discussing the city, pointing out a wealth of interesting landmarks. Until the buzzer rang and cut short their conversation. "That's a pity. Well it was a pleasure to have met you, Brooke. Take care now." He rose from his seat as Ellana gave him a parting nod. "Likewise." As the man walked away Ellana a profound sense of loss. He was quite good company. Quite unlike the human males I have met so far. It was then male number three dived into the empty seat.



"Hey baby, you're a pretty little thing aren't you?" The blonde male wearing a black leather jacket, with the name "Mikey the Stud" stickered on the front. "Erm, hi. Tell me about yourself?" She asked as the man lent forward leering at her. "Well I have had more notches on my bedpost than Casanova himself and I would very much like to add you to my list, Brooke. More one night stands then you can even guess in that pretty little head of yours." He said his eyes fixed on her breasts, Ellana's skin began to crawl. This man is repulsive. I would sooner date an Alpine Sloth "What do you say, Brooke baby? Want to come back to my place and have a real good time." Suddenly as if by instinct she felt the man's hand brush against her thigh. "Come on just one little-ugh!!" Ellana swiftly chopped him in the side of the neck, rendering Mikey instantly unconscious. His head hit the table with a thud. Feeling satisfied Ellana polished off the rest of her wine and made to get up. When Maya the waitress walked past. "Oh my god!" She said holding her hand to her mouth as she saw the unconscious Mikey sprawled on the table. "Is he okay? Should I call 911?" Ellana rose from her seat, smiling. "No, he's just had too much wine. Want straight to his head. Say you don't know what a "one night stand" is?" Maya chuckled slightly looking her up and down. "I guess you haven't been around the block much, huh? Well it's when two people meet in a bar or club to hook up. Without any strings attached." Ellana nodded in understanding. "I see. Where's the best place to hook up?" Maya put down her tray taking out a notepad. "I can see you didn't exactly get lucky tonight. So if you are looking for something quicker, I would try The Vortex Nightclub on West 97th Street further down Broadway. Here I will write you directions..." She scribbled down the directions on her notepad, tearing it off handing to Ellana. "....Guy or girl, whatever takes your fancy, you'll find them there." Ellana looked at the paper before putting it in her pocket. "Thanks for the help, Maya." The waitress took up her tray. "Don't mention it, honey. We girls need to look out for each other. Good luck. I hope you have a better night then he did." Bading Maya farewell Ellana walked out of the bar, got into Brooke's car and drove towards The Vortex Nightclub.


Outside The Vortex Nightclub 21:15pm


Parking Brooke's car further down the street, Ellana had arrived at the front of the Vortex Nightclub a two storey building with the name flashing in a stylish neon purple. She could see a crowd of beautifully dressed humans of both genders lining up in a queue. The women were all wearing short dresses or skirts, with not a pair of trousers in sight except on the males. Skut! Well there's nothing else for it. I will have to queue up and wait. I could always sneak around the back come across a waitress and take her form but that would ruin the dating experience. After 15 minutes of seeing the queue being whittled down Ellana was just about to walk in, when a gruff looking big bald human dressed in black held up his hand to block her. "Whoa, whoa miss! Where do you think your going?" He crossed his arms as Ellana's brow furrowed. "I'am going into the club. What's the matter?" The bouncer glanced at her jeans. "I'am sorry but we are running a strict no jeans night. The dress code is skirts or dresses only." Ellana scoffed as she saw groups of girls being let through another door, without queuing. "What that's so unfair! Why are they being let through?!" She shouted gesturing to the girls. The burly human remained impassive. "That's because they are VIPs and conform to the dress code. Now get lost, honey. You're blocking the customers." "You...asshole!" Ellana cursed with the human expression before walking off in a huff.

21:30pm

As she walked away from the club, cursing that human in the name of goddess Ellana bumped into a pretty young human female going in the direction of the club. " Hey, watch where you going babe." Ellana looked her up and down. She was an attractive latina with tanned diamond shaped features, slender cheekbones and bright hazel eyes framed by long curly black hair. She wore a tight leather strapless leopard print dress, that hugged her athletic figure and full c-cup breasts, with black strappy heels. A silver diamond pendant hung between her breasts with matching earrings and multiple rings on her fingers. A black handbag looped around her shoulder. "I wouldn't go into that club back there. They are way too stingy on the dress code." The woman merely chuckled. "Well it's a good thing I'am meeting the dress code then. I happen to be a VIP in that club." She added haughtily as Ellana smiled You don't say. That is a nice dress... "You though sweetie. I wouldn't turn you down but where did you get your clothes? From a sloppy seconds." Ellana cocked her head raising her hand straightening it like a blade. "I borrowed them like I'am going to borrow that dress and your looks too..." The woman reared back. "What?! Wait-ugh!!" Ellana swiftly chopped the woman on the right side of her neck. She was unconscious instantly. Grinning Ellana took the girls weight under her shoulders dragging her into the alley behind her. "Time to get you out of that dress, sweetie." She whispered into the sleeping girls ear as she propped her up against a dumpster.


After stripping out of Brooke's clothes, Ellana knelt by the unconscious woman removing all her jewellery as she assumed her form with a kiss, feeling her breasts swell and figure becoming fuller. "Lacey Montoya, 26, High Class Escort and VIP at Vortex. She has a long standing arrangement with the club's owner. He lets her ply her trade, in return he gets half of what she makes and she keeps an eye out for trouble. Lacey as also slept with him as well." Putting on Lacey's jewellery Ellana unstrapped her heels before unzipping her dress from the side, peeling it from her lush athletic body, exposing her well formed c-cup breasts with perky circular dark pink areolas and leopard print thong covering her modesty. Not caring a single second for Lacey's modesty Ellana whipped off the undergarment from between the escorts thighs, revealing a small clean shaven clitoris. Pulling up the stolen thong, Ellana stepped into the dress zipping it up then strapped on the heels. Now fully dressed in her victims clothes, she tore up the blue halter top binding Lacey's wrists and ankles before gagging her. Scooping up the naked athletic form of Lacey, Ellana tipped the girl into the dumpster taking a good luck at her tanned pert buttocks as she threw in Brooke's clothes after her. Using some of Lacey's makeup she copied her look from memory then looped the handbag around her shoulder walking out of the alley. As she walked towards the same bouncer who had refused her moments before, the man flashed her a smile. "Good evening Ms Montoya. With the bosses compliments." He said letting her through. With a smile she thanked him. All it needs is the right look and I can get in anywhere. Now to find myself a date.


21:45pm


Sitting in their sedan across the street from the club were Agents L & M, who had spent the better part of the afternoon tracking down Ellana. Once N had spotted her on the traffic cameras assaulting Brooke Peterson and stealing her identity, the agents then followed the trail from Columbia University to The Heights Bar and Grill, then finally to the Vortex Nightclub. "So this is where the waitress said she sent our girl." L said looking across the street as M leaned out off the window. "The Vortex, huh? Looks like a good place to let your hair down. I should bring V here on our off du-ow! Boss!?" L shook her head as she cuffed her younger partner. "Focus rookie! We are here for Ellana, not for the drinks. The plan is to go in, pretend she's a friend of ours. Grab her and get out." Rubbing the back of her head, M nodded sarcastically. "Mhm, right. But how exactly are we going to do that, boss? We aren't exactly dressed for a night out." L smiled widely as she got out of the sedan, looking at an secluded alley to the right of the club. "Well i think this calls for a quick change of clothes, rookie." M rolled her eyes as she followed her boss out of the car, letting out a frustrated sigh. "Ugh! Damn it, I knew you were going to say that." Together they ran across the street into the alley.


As the two agents walked deeper into the alley they heard a couple of young female voices chatting away. Around a dumpster leaning against the wall, were two young women dressed in bunny girl outfits, having a smoke break. There outfits consisted of black bodices with white bobbly tails, white cuffs with black bow ties and the classic bunny ear headbands. Underwhich were fishnet tights and high heeled shoes. One was an attractive girl with long platinum blonde hair, blue eyes and squared features with large D-cups if L was any judge. While the other was a more lithe girl with tanned heart shaped features and slanted brown eyes, framed by shoulder length black hair. "Well the blonde as bigger tits then I do but I can make her outfit work and I think you can squeeze into the Chinese girl's outfit, eh M?" M shook her head as they approached the women. "First cops, then soccer mom's and now bunny chicks. How lower can we get?"


Jacqueline Hart blew a stream of blue smoke as she felt the nicotine grace her lungs. "So that's when I told the guy. 'Touch me again and I will scream for security, asshole'" Her friend Christine Wuo chuckled as she took a drag from her cigarette. " Some punks are all hands, babe. At least the women just stare and check you out from a distance." Jacqueline took another drag as two black suited women walked up up to them. One a dishy young blonde with short pixie cut blonde hair, the other a more serious older brunette, with shoulder length black hair, that had a really good milf look about her. "Get a load of these two Chris." She said as the brunette clapped her hands together. "Evening ladies. I'am afraid I need you to hand over your outfits. Now. It's a matter of national security." The two bunnies looked at each other laughing. " I'am flattered but we are waitresses not hookers, babe." Jacqueline took another a drag from her cigarette as Christine sized the women up. "Who are you working for? The Federal Bureau of Morticians." The two women laughed again but weren't prepared for the ambush as the suits advanced on them. "Hey what's the big id-ugh!!" Jacqueline was cut off mid flow as the milf punched her in the stomach, sending her doubling over in pain before she was knocked unconscious with a swift neck chop to the base of the neck. At the same moment, Christine held up her hands "No please-ugh!!" she was punched in the face with a swift right cross from the blonde suit. She bounced off the wall with a squeak, sliding down unconscious next to her friend who lay on her belly.


"Well we tried to be civil." L said as she knelt by the unconscious Jacqueline stripping out of her MiB suit including her underwear, M averted her gaze from her naked boss as she optimistically stripped down to her black lace lingerie. " We are becoming way too good at this, boss." she said shaking her head as she removed Christine's shoes, ears and accessories before unzipping her bodice stripping it from her petite naked body, small lush B-cup breasts with brown rose petal areolas and clean shaven vagina under the fishnets, on full display. She glanced over to the blonde who was also completely naked under her bodice, full large D-cups with puffy pink areolas and large trimmed vulva. " They...they aren't wearing any panties. This is so unhygienic and wrong on so many levels. Are we really doing this boss?" L who had just pulled off Jacqueline's tights reached over and cuffed her upside her head. "Looks like we are taking it all, rookie. Now get dressed." M reluctantly took off her underwear. The two agents quickly dressed in their stolen bunny outfits as they stood over the naked unconscious waitresses, then bound them with cable ties before gagging them with duct tape, L had in her pocket. They hauled the naked women onto their shoulders, walking over to the dumpster. "Ouch! This outfit is too small! It's riding up my va-ow!!" L cuffed her before tipping Jacqueline into the dumpster. "Too much information, rookie. Besides, like we always say in the marines: make do!" M sighed as she tossed the naked Christine in with her friend. Looking up she said. "And the ears are a bit much." L rolled her eyes as she put their folded suits and lingerie into the dumpster. She then turned rounding on her partner. "I swear if the next words out of your mouth isn't anything constructive! I will slap you silly!" Ho!ding up her hands, M followed her boss into the clubs service entrance.


The Vortex Nightclub 21:55pm


Ellana looked out on the dance floor suddenly feeling daunted for the first time in a while, there were so many humans of both genders moving their bodies in line with the beat of of the music, lights flickering off their forms. She could feel the energy the life flowing through the crowd. I will do a little dancing and attract a mate. It seems to be working for these other humans. What will work for them, should work for me. After all this form is irresistible. Ellana moved onto the dancefloor swaying in time with the beat. After five minutes a pretty brunette female with long black hair tied into a ponytail, wearing a little black dress with a simple little crucifix gracing her neck, came next to her grinding her body next to hers. When she smiled batting her beautiful blue eyes, Ellana had a flashback. By the Goddess! It's her! Nikki Sanderson! The girl with compassion and conviction, but also beauty. I have been thinking about her a lot recently. She has grown her hair a little but other than that, she hasn't changed since the day we first met. Ellana grinded next to her as Nikki flashed her a suggestive smile.


" I haven't seen you in here before, honey. Where did you get that dress? It really brings out your amazing body." Nikki said as she caressed Ellana's arm subtly, Ellana returned the gesture. " Thank you, I just borrowed it from a friend." Nikki bit her bottom lip flirtatiously. "Well she has good taste. My name's Nikki Sanderson. And what do I call you? Ravishing latina?" Ellana chuckled as she found herself warming to Nikki like she was an old friend. "Lacey Montoya, a pleasure to meet you." Ellana adopted the formal Zenobian greeting kissing her hand. Nikki let out a cute giggle. "Well, you really know how to woo a girl. Would you like to join me for a drink, babe? I would like to get to know you better. And all this dancing as left me a little...flushed." Ellana nodded " I would like that, lead on." Nikki led her to a nearby booth ordering two tequila's from a passing waitress dressed in a ridiculous but sexy bunny girl outfit. "So what do you like to do, Lacey?" Ellana grinned as she as took a sparkling amber drink from the waitress, taking a sip finding it fruity and refreshing. "I like to travel. See new places and meet new people. Mainly enjoy the company of beautiful women like yourself, Nikki." Nikki laughed a most pleasing sound indeed. " Sounds like your a woman after my own heart. I'am a cop well soon to be cop anyway. I graduated from the academy at the top my class. So I'am in the mood to celebrate." I'am not surprised. I expected nothing less. A cop seems like a fitting career for Nikki, much better than a security guard. "Well I happen to have a weakness for women in uniform." Ellana said with a smile giggle as she caressed Nikki's arm, eliciting a soft purr of arousal from the girl as she rubbed her leg against Ellana's under the table. She found the sensation so titillating. That feels wonderful and I feel a connection forming between us. Is it possible? "You are a relentless woman aren't you." Ellana said going through at least three tequila shots. After a while Nikki took Ellana's hand in hers, squeezing it. "Do you want to get out of here? Back to my place. I want you all to myself." Ellana smiled caressing Nikki's hand with her finger. "Yes. I want that. More than anything." In the corner of her eye, she spotted two very familiar faces dressed in their most outrageous and ill fitting disguises yet.



The agents, dressed in their stolen outfits where beginning to draw a crowd of admirers, both men and other women. But there was no disguising their surprise. L blinked. "What the...? That's Sanderson? Nikki Sanderson? From the hospital." M did a double take as she followed her bosses eyes. "As I live and breathe. That must mean that's Ellana! Let's go get her!" L stopped her with an outstretched hand. "No rookie. Let's see how this plays out. This cannot be a coincidence, Nikki and Ellana in the same club." M shook her head dubiously. "But boss she's right there. What gives?" L jutted her head out to the couple holding hands. "Look at them. They are hitting it off, connecting. Maybe V's dossier was right. About Ellana desiring a human mate, another female. A companion." Before M could reply, a young drunk redhead wearing a little gold sequin dress walked into L's vision blocking her line of sight. "You look sweet, babe. You have the whole milf thing down and a great pair of tits. I don't mind a mature woman. You must have plenty of of experience." She slurred slightly lightly caressing L's forearm. The older agent remained impassive but smiled. "You flatter me, but you're really not my type. Besides you're old enough to be my daughter." The red headed merely snorted at the brush off. "Suit yourself." Before she turned to M. "What about you blondie? Care to join me or will mommy here disapprove?" M shook her head. "Look you're very pretty and all. But I'am already taken, thank you. And before you ask, I love her very much. I'am a one woman kind of woman." The red head let out a sigh. "Lucky bitch. Well suit yourselves." She then turned melting into the crowd. With their view of Nikki's table restored they found it empty. "What the hell?!" L said. " They've gone! Shit! Come rookie back through the service entrance! If we're quick we can catch up to them. And don't forget our suits! Freezing to death in this get up is not on today's agenda." The agents darted through the club leaving their admirers behind.


Nikki's Apartment West 104th Street 22: 20pm


As soon as they entered Nikki's apartment, having caught a yellow cab, Nikki led her towards her bed room as they began to tear off each others clothes lightly kissing each other. Ellana did her best not to kiss Nikki on her lips, she wanted a full complete sexual experience. Plus I feel like I want to now her more then just this liaison. I want to understand her. I want this. Now both naked, Nikki pushed Ellana onto the bed straddling her naked form as she lightly kissed her nuzzling her neck, as she fondled her stiff nipples eliciting moans of pleasure from the Zenobian. Yes! By the goddess this is so sensual! So natural! This is just how I imagined it would be! And more! Ellana's hands caressed Nikki's pert naked buttocks causing her to squeal with pleasure before her head disappeared between Ellana's thighs. Ellana gave out a pleasured moan as Nikki teased her womanhood with her tongue exploring the folds of her labia. My goddess! That thing shes doing with her tongue. Glorious! Ellana moaned deeper with ecstasy as Nikki made orgasm. Panting with pleasure Nikki came up for air as Ellana laughed with pleasure. "You're turn, Lacey. Give it to me!" Flipping Nikki onto her back, Ellana repeated Nikki's gentle touches but added a little Zenobian pheromones to heighten Nikki's sexual experience, making sure she got the most from their union. Ellana's gentle ministrations and exploration of Nikki's small but tasty trimmed vulva had made the woman orgasm. "Oh my god! You're amazing!" She squeaked, voice hoarse with desire as she planted a kiss on Ellana's lips. Instinctively but not intentionally returning it. Both women let out muffled moans of pleasure, before Nikki slumped unconscious onto her bed. Her beautiful naked form on full display. Ellana sighed as as she looked into the mirror opposite Nikki's bed. "Damn it!" She swore with Nikki's attractive Brooklyn accent.


Just Outside Across the Street.


Agents L and M, now dressed back in their suits sat across the road in their sedan looking up at the shadows cast by the two women as they made love. M sighed impatiently, turning to L. "Look, boss. She's right up there having sex. Why don't we bust in, drag her naked ass off Sanderson and neuralyse the rentacop? Problem solved. Ow!!" L slapped the back of her head. "Rookie! How would you like it if someone came in while you were with V!? Besides, something is amiss here." M shrugged as she rubbed her head. "What do you mean boss?" L didn't answer as she opened the car door and walked around to the trunk. Opening it she fished around the trunk, letting out a triumphant sound as she pulled out a large dish with a microphone in the middle, along with two headphones. M shook her head. "Surveillance equipment? Boss what are you up to?" Slamming down the trunk, walked back around. Getting in the car, slamming the door she switched on the mike pointing it up to the window. "Seeing how this plays out." She handed a pair of headphones to M after snapped on her own. "Watch and learn, rookie."


Nikki's Apartment


"You're name! It's short for Nicole! Ha, such a pretty name for a beautiful woman." As she caressed Nikki's naked form, hands cupping her breasts and running across her toned athletic frame Ellana had an epiphany. "We meeting tonight, was no accident Nikki. Nor was it a coincidence. We were fated to meet. I felt a connection form between us! You have so much potential and you need to be made aware of that. I will reveal myself to you and explain everything! But how to do it? What you have a crush on your neighbour, Joanne. But you haven't plucked up the nerve to ask her out. That's it. I will assume her form and let you in gently. Be right back, Nikki." Kissing her forehead, Ellana got off Nikki's bed and walked to her front door looking through the keyhole.


She saw an attractive auburn haired female her long hair braided into a ponytail, approach her door opposite Nikki's carrying a brown paper bag full of groceries. She was a comely woman with aquiline features, slender cheekbones and big emerald coloured eyes. She was wearing a red white checkered long sleeve shirt with tight skinny blue jeans that emphasised her plum shaped buttocks and black sneakers. Over which was a black leather jacket. With ear studs. Quietly Ellana opened the door as the woman, Joanne was too preoccupied with opening her door. Moving with the grace of a cat, Ellana seized her throat with the one hand, her shopping with the other and pinched. Joanne let out a cute pained squeak as her eyes rolled back into her forehead, slumping unconscious in Ellana's grip. Taking the shopping under her arm, Ellana opened Joanne's apartment dragging her inside.



The Apartment of Joanne Nicholson 22:45pm


After depositing Joanne's shopping on a table, Ellana tossed the unconscious woman onto her bed immediately straddling her as she planted a kiss on her lips. Taking out her ear studs then removing her leather jacket. "Joanne Nicholson, 23, Nikki's neighbour and Personal Trainer. She has seen the looks Nikki as thrown her way. Joanne is very flattered but she doesn't swing towards women. She actually has a boyfriend, a young lawyer whom is also her client. They are very much in love. Well I will be sure to let Nikki know, thank you." Putting in the woman's piercings Ellana loosened her ponytail adopting the style before unlacing her sneakers slipping them off along with her pink socks. Slipping off Joanne's jacket from her shoulders Ellana unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a pink lace trim camisole covering small b-cup breasts. Hoisting Joanne into a seated position Ellana pulled off her shirt before sliding her camisole up over her head. Letting the half naked girl flop back down onto her bed, Ellana compared her smaller but firm breasts with pink rose petal areolas with those of Nikki's larger c-cups. "Pleasing but not as pleasing as Nikki's." Pulling on the camisole, Ellana unfastened her skinny jeans working them off her slender hips peeling down her long toned legs then whipped off her matching lace trim low cut panties, exposing a fuller clitoris crowned with a triangle of auburn haired fuzz and plum shaped buttocks. Once she had pulled up the stolen panties Ellana found some duct tape in the cupboard, Ellana bound the unconscious naked Joanne's limbs then gagged her with a strip. Dragging her off her bed by her ankles, Ellana stashed her inside her closet. Pulling up the girls socks, Ellana tucked the rest of her stolen outfit under her arm backtracking to Nikki's room.


She returned to find Nikki stirring in her bed but still dazed from the effect of her pheromones. Smiling, Ellana kicked Lacey's clothes under the bed then scattered Joanne's clothes around the bed before jumping back into bed. As she woke up Nikki blinked slightly rearing back in surprise. "Um, Joanne? What are you doing in my bed? Not that I'm complaining but I'am pretty sure I just had the most mind blowing sex with a foxy latina called Lacey. Have you seen her?" Ellana smiled putting her hand on Nikki's shoulder. "Nikki, I'am not your neighbour. We have met before. Please don't freak out when you see..." Ellana closed her eyes then shifted back into her true visage. "...me." She opened them again. Nikki jumped out of bed with a surprised yell before collecting herself. "You! Your her! The princess from the hospital! I knew it! I knew I wasn't crazy!" She said excitedly before sitting back down onto the bed, caressing Ellana's cheek. "Ellana, right? Holy hell. I have seen you, well pink you before." Ellana sat up on the bed surprised. "You remember me? I thought the MiB would have neuralysed you?" Nikki nodded her head. "Mhm. So that's what those assholes call it? Stealing my memories? Well they did. My last memory of you was confronting you at the entrance, my gun levelled. You said I had compassion but also conviction. Then those bitches in black show up, zap you and flash me." Ellana took her hand in hers. "How did you get them back?" Nikki squeezed her hand. "A crazy ass dream. Wait, where is my neighbour?" Ellana smiled rising from the bed, she beckoned her to follow her with a finger across the hall.

23:00pm Joanne Nicholson's Apartment

As they walked into Joanne's bedroom Ellana opened the closet revealing a terrified naked Joanne, who screamed into her tape gag "Mmmph!" tears streaming down her face. Nikki looked down putting a hand over her face. "My god, Joanne? Are you okay?" As she moved to free her she glanced at the digital clock on Joanne's bedside table. "Oh shit! Eleven o'clock! My roommate, Alison! She's coming home from her evening shift at the hospital! She let me have the flat for tonight, but she gets pissy when I bring girls home! What are we going to do?!" Joanne looked at the both of them, utterly bemused as she screamed a little bit more forcefully at Nikki. "Mmph!" Grinning Ellana knelt next to the bound naked woman, ripping off her tape gag. "Nikki! Oh my god what is sh-mmmph!" Ellana silenced her with another kiss, reassuming her form as she slumped unconscious again back into the closet. She reapplied the gag then winked at Nikki. " Wow! That's... that's so fucking hot." Nikki said clearly aroused before looking back down at Joanne. "Sorry, Joanne." Closing the closet door the two left the apartment.


23:05pm Nikki's apartment


They jumped back into bed giggling as they fooled around just when Nikki's roommate walked in. She was a pretty ebony skinned girl with squared features and short black pixie cut hair, wearing a pair of blue scrubs under a black coat. As she switched on the light she sighed shaking her head. " Joanne? I see you managed to finally ask her out, Nikki. But didn't have the courage to inform me you were bringing her to bed. So I come home to this." Nikki and Ellana leaned up in bed, scandalised looks on their faces. "Well Alison. You know I just graduated and wanted to celebrate have some fun, right? Not that you would know what that is." Alison scowled averting her eyes at the naked pair. "Well I saw Joanne in the club and after a few tequila shots, coupled with some love, one thing led to another. And we did what consenting adults do." Nikki giggled as Ellana caressed her shoulder. "When I saw this one I had to have her." Nikki laid her head on her shoulder for effect." Without looking at them, Alison sighed. "Well that's nice. But doesn't Joanne have her own bed to go to. Like across the hall, now." She shot her hand up in the air pointing at the door. Sighing at the obtuseness of Nikki's roommate, Ellana kissed her on her cheek getting off the bed before scooping up Joanne's clothes and leaving the apartment. Flashing a parting grin to Nikki as she did so.


Entering Joanne's apartment, Ellana neatly folded the stolen outfit onto the end of the bed then laughing like a schoolgirl collapsed onto Joanne's bed. Quickly falling asleep, she dreamt of Nikki and nothing else.

Across the road Same Moment


Not believing what she had just heard L put down the microphone, turning to her partner. "She...regained her memories? That shouldn't be possible? No one has ever been able to do that in the entire history of the MiB?" M also disbelieving also took off her headphones. "What does this mean, boss?" Shaking her head, L switched on the sedans ignition. "This means that we give Ellana this night. We need to investigate this. If they have formed a bond, a connection even. Then this changes everything. Call P, tell him to keep an eye on the place and as soon as Sanderson and Ellana leave tomorrow, flash the neighbour. We can't risk having her talk to the authorities." M let out a disappointed sigh but nodded as L put the sedan into gear driving into the night.


Wednesday 2nd September 2024 08:30am Joanne Nicholson's Apartment


After having a quick shower and redressing in the clothing she had stolen from Joanne Nicholson the previous night, Ellana sat at her kitchen table helping herself to a bowl of Cheerios as she researched her next destination; The New York Federal Reserve. Fascinating! Why do humans feel the need to hoard so much worthless gold in one place? Well I guess I will find out. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Crunching more cereal in her mouth before swallowing, Ellana rose to open the door. A huge smile on her face appeared as Nikki, now dressed in a grey NYPD Academy tracksuit stood before her. " Hey, Nikki. Do you want to come in and eat some cereal? It's really quite moreish." Nikki flashed her a smile but shook her head. " I would love to but I'am heading out on my morning run. And I just wanted to check in. So you're still Joanne? She is going to be alright? I mean she hasn't eaten in like 7 hours?" Ellana smiled at that compassion that made her so attractive. "Don't worry. She's in hibernation. As soon as I find a new face, she will wake up none the worse for wear. The MiB might be around to neuralyse her, so we both need to be gone. " She took another mouthful of cereal swallowing it as Nikki nodded. "Ellana. I want to tell you something, I really enjoyed last night. That was amazing! You were amazing! How was it for you?" Ellana set aside her bowl as she gently caressed Nikki's beautiful face, which elicited a gentle moan from the young human. " I enjoyed it very much. I have never been so moved in my entire life before last night. I felt a bond, a connection forming between us." Nikki took her hand leaning into it. " I knew it and I knew you felt something too. What does this mean?" Ellana gently lowered her hand. "That something special has happened Nikki. And i want to find out what that is. Together with you." Nikki smiled a warm pretty smile. "When will I see you again?" Ellana chuckled as she leant against the door. "Soon, I have things I have to do. Places to go, women to become. But when you see me, I will just give you a wink so you know its me." Nikki bit her lip seductively before leaning in planting a kiss on Ellana's cheek. "See you around, Ellana. And take care." With that she turned walking down the hall.

Giggling slightly, Ellana closed the door sitting back down finishing off her cereal and the last of her research. With her research completed. Ellana scooped up Joanne's car keys as she left the apartment. As she got into her car, Ellana looked up seeing a flash of grey tracksuit recede into the busy street. Smiling but also feeling sad, Ellana wiped tears from her eyes. Starting up the engine, she was already counting the moments before she would see those big pretty eyes again. Starting up the engine, Ellana pulled away following the signs to the financial district.

This is the first of the personnel files of our two dogged agents, forever on Ellana's tail. First up Agent L.


MiB PERSONNEL FILE

SENIOR AGENT L

Full Name:- Linda Gibson ( form. Connelly)
Gender:- Female
DOB:- 03/29/1978
Age :46
Place of Birth:- Allentown, PA, USA
Hair Colour:- Black
Eye Colour:- Blue
Sexual Orientation:- Heterosexual
Prior Training:- Gunnery Sergeant 1st Force Recon, 1st Marine Division, Scout Sniper
Deployments:- Operation Iraqi Freedom (2 tours), Afghanistan (2 tours)
Decorations:- Sharpshooters Lanyard, Marine Unit Citations, Bronze Star, Purple Heart.
Skills:- Marksmanship, Tracking, Hand-to-hand Combat
Length of MiB Service:- 20 years
Surviving Family:- Rachel Gibson, 20 (Daughter)


Personal Summary


Born to steel workers in Allentown Pennsylvania, Agent L grew up an only child and graduated from high school with a modest set of passes, excelling in the more physical pursuits. Eschewing joining her high school cheer team in favour of taking up women's soccer, L demonstrated a clear head for leadership rising to become her teams captain. Thanks to her leadership the team won their league 2 years consecutively.


Upon her graduation not wishing to follow in her parents footsteps, L enlisted in the USMC. Here she excelled at her training becoming one of the top ranked female recruits in her training class. She specialised in sniper training and was the only woman to score Sharpshooter rank, owing to the times she hunted with her father. She was quickly recommended to the elite 1st Force Recon as a scout sniper. L quickly rose to the rank of Gunnery Sergeant and was highly decorated with a near spotless service record. She has over 100 confirmed enemy KiA to her name.


It wouldn't be until after her second tour of Iraqi Freedom that L would meet the man who she would eventually fall in love with. Samuel Gibson or Agent S, was on active assignment around LA at the time when L saved him from a violent altercation with three gangers. She would later fall in love and marry him, the two would later have a daughter Rachel. While MiB personnel command didn't approve of the marriage, they saw no reason to forbid the union. Provided that S told his family nothing of his MiB work.


Tragically, Agent S was killed in the line of duty and L was told that he was the victim of a random mugging. Not believing this for a minute, L conducted her own investigation and uncovered the truth. After learning about her late husband's true calling L was approached by Agent T, S' partner. Instead of neuralysing a grieving widow, he offered her a place in the MiB. But in doing so she would have to sacrifice her only daughter. In a desire to keep her beloved daughter safe L accepted. Rachel Gibson is currently studying Law at Columbia University and is by all accounts a model student.


Psychological Profile


During her tenure in high school it was noted that while L displayed charisma and an ability to lead, this would make her isolated and distant from her peers. Her leadership style included both mental and physical coercion which lead many to complain about her but ultimately nothing came of it.


During her USMC training, L was marked out as focused to the point of obsession about being the best marine she could be. Her drill instructors noted she wasn't much of a team player, often cited for her "lone wolf" attitude, who didn't form attachments with her fellow marines. While this made her ideal for scout sniper training it didn't endear her to front line operations. Indeed, she was also indicated to be something of a maverick. Refusing to follow orders or proper procedures and instead going her own way, if it meant accomplishing the task. Something that as carried over into her MiB work. A clear example of her maverick tendencies is the recruitment of Patrick O'Keefe, or Agent P. Who's life she saved following a savage attack on P's Boston precinct by a kylothian mercenary. In which 35 officers were confirmed killed. However, L's decision as been vindicated since Agent P as proven to be a most decorated and capable agent who as proven himself with over 20 arrests to his name. The two have been close for the last twenty years and rumours that the two are involved in a romantic relationship are just that. And between his connections and her skill, no one will dare broach the subject.


Motherhood and her marriage tempered the young marine with her superiors noting a change in her personality. She had become more interactive with her peers and less inclined to take risks that would endanger her own safety or the safety of others. This wasn't to last however once her husband had been murdered and her daughter lost, L became even more sullen and withdrawn. Finding only comfort with her work.


She is methodical, resourceful and has a reputation for employing "outside of the box" solutions. This is mirrored by a complete inability to emphasise and a willingness to do what is necessary, even it means hurting civilians, to achieve her goals. This shouldn't be be equated to a total lack of compassion as she is very loyal to her friends and loves her rookie partner M like a second child.



During her recent psychological evaluation L as been starting to show signs of fatigue and resentment towards her role. She also has indicated her desire to consider a desk role once the manhunt for Ellana is over.


Service History


While many sing Agent L's praises, she as many detractors who cite her maverick streak as a detriment to the MiB. And the fact that she as the highest disintegration ratio in the whole MiB. Agent L surprised many by taking on the rookie Agent M, who she had recruited after a Bug hunt. Given her usual Lone Wolf preferences after the retirement of her mentor Agent T. She is the MiBs best tracker often called in on manhunts bringing in dangerous alien fugitives or for termination. Her preferred weapons are a Series 4 Deatomiser and a Phase 2 Mass Accelator Rifle, with scope attachment. Although she is highly proficient with the MiB stun pistol.


Prior to the manhunt of the changeling Ellana, Agent L's record in the MiB was spotless. With over 15 arrests and 20 disintegrations to her name in a 20 year period. Her bungling of the investigation as lead many to question her motivations and whether or not she is losing her edge. Agent L's supporters say this is an unfair assumption has the two agents have been moderately successful and have caught Ellana on multiple occasions. In fact if anyone should be called bungling than it's the MiB prison system and the lack of funding they have received in containing a changeling like Ellana.

Signed Senior Agent O


MiB Personnel Records Officer.

Next up, the rookie! Agent M.


MIB PERSONNEL FILE

AGENT M

Full Name:- Martha Crowley
Gender:- Female
DOB:- 22/04/1999
Age:- 25
Place of Birth:- Waco, TX, USA
Hair Colour:- Blonde
Eye Colour:- Blue
Sexual Orientation:- Lesbian
Prior Training:- Support Specialist, Easy Company 506 PIR 101st Airborne Division
Deployments:- Afghanistan (1 tour)
Decorations:- Unit Citation, Purple Heart
Skills:- Small Arms Training, Squad Support Training, First Aid, Hand-to-hand Combat, Heavy Weapons Training
Length of MiB Service: 3 years
Surviving Family :- Chuck, 49 (Father) Sally, 47 (Mother) Cassie, 26 ( Sister)
Medical Diagnoses:- Severe Vertigo, Moderate PTSD, Survivors Guilt

Personal Summary


Born in Waco, Texas but growing up on the family farm 5km away Agent M is the youngest child from a close knit family. She graduated through High School with above average pass, excelling in physical education. She was a member of her high school womens baseball team, rising to the position of designated hitter. Upon graduation M was scouted by a representative from the women's baseball league and offered a contract with the Waco Valkyries. But born from a desire to escape her dreary life at the farm and serve her country, she enlisted with the 101st Airborne Division.



It was in the 101st that M found her true calling and became open about her sexuality. She served with distinction and was considered a model soldier, until her promising career was cut short. During a routine training exercise at Camp Tocca Georgia, following her only tour in Afghanistan, M was seriously injured after she missed the rope and fell 25 ft with a full pack. She suffered from broken ankles and a fractured right femur. It took her 6 months to fully recover but it was the end of her military service, she was later discharged on medical grounds with full honours.


M returned home to Waco to a heroes welcome but found it difficult to adjust to civilian life, flitting in between jobs but never holding one down. She returned to the family farm to help out while she struggled with what to do with her life. It was here where M would have a fateful meeting that would forever change her life. During the hunt for a Bug which had landed in the state of Texas, M encounted the creature who had already impersonated her female neighbour while on her farm. When the creature was cornered by Agents L and T, it proceeded to eat M, who to the agents surprise not only survived but killed the creature with her .44 Colt Python Revolver. Instead of neuralysing her, Agent L recuited her on the spot. A gift from her father to celebrate her graduation from jump school, M still carries her .44 the only thing the MiB let her keep from her old life.


Psychological Profile


During her tenure in high school M was noted to have be very competitive but also frequently was reported on several occasions for bullying. She also was seen as outgoing and quite the team player . Despite this she had a close relationship with her parents and older sibling who she confided in over many things. While she presents a confident façade this hides a more vulnerable side and often deflects difficult questions with humour. She can say sometimes inappropriate or insensitive comments that may come across as untactful.


Going up in a conservative household, M was forced to keep her sexuality hidden from her parents as she embarked on an early relationship with a cheerleader. The relationship ended when Martha announced she was joining up. It was in the military where M fully embraced her sexuality and learned not to be ashamed of it. She had even started a relationship with a member of her squad, who she met in basic training. Their relationship was tragically cut short when Private Elaine Goodwin died in an IED attack on her convoy by taliban insurgents following her failure to qualify for jump training leaving M heartbroken. Three months later, she would have her accident. M herself is quite defensive and proud about her sexuality, seeing any form of objection as persecution. She also suffers from a form of survivors guilt, blaming herself for the death of her lover who died while M was taking her jump training. Following Elaine's funeral, M used to keep in touch with the Goodwin family and still makes anonymous donations to the families of war dead and injured service personnel.


Her accident had left with severe mental scars including what as been diagnosed as Moderate PTSD coupled with Vertigo. She suffers from panic attacks whenever she is looking from a great height and has a fear of falling. This doesn't have a great impact on her day to day performance so it shouldn't be cause for concern.


With all that as happened in her life, Agent M feels that she has been born under a dark cloud and considers herself very unlucky. Thus she has developed a pessimistic streak and if she thinks a plan is doomed to failure then she won't be afraid to give voice to her feelings. M also is more cautious and less prone to rash action when compared to Agent L and is considered a perfect complement to her more methodical mentor.


Service Record

M has been with the MiB for 3 years, with her mentor Agent L for 2 and so far has recieved nothing but praise. Citing her determination, courage and deductive reasoning. However that being said M, is prone to forgetfulness and this has lead herself and her mentor into trouble on numerous occasions. During her MiB training M was shown to have superior combat skills and deductive reasoning but hardly any diplomatic skills. She prefers to solve her problems through force rather talk things through. Agent M is unique in that she eschews the superior technology of MiB weaponry, instead falling back on her trusty Colt .44 Python. Saying "Sometimes the old ways are the best ways. After all no Series 4 Deatomiser ever got me out of a Bug's belly." She does however use the Stun Pistol for non-lethal work but still complains "It's not really a gun at all. More a child's toy."


Her recent psychological evaluation reveals that while she enjoys her work and working with Agent L having been a victim of Ellana as left a severe dent in her pride. She has also begun a romantic relationship with analyst Agent V. The two of them united by the fact that they both fell victim to Ellana and also through mutual attraction. It as turned sexual but since the MiB does not forbid relationships with co-workers there is no reason this should be any cause for concern.

Signed Senior Agent O


MiB Personnel Records Officer

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Brooke Peterson, snapped in happier times before her run in with Ellana. Minus her hoodie.


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Nikki's neighbour Joanne Nicholson

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The bunny girl waitresses from The Vortex Club. The outfit stolen by the MiB


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The inspiration behind the motorcycle Highway Patrol cops in Chapters 24 and 25

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MiB FIELD REPORT (TASK FORCE ELLANA)

CASE NUMBER:- EL117802

Location:- New York, New York USA

Date:- 02/09/2024

Incident:- Close Encounter of the Fourth Kind

Attending agents:- L ( Senior Lead Agent) M ( Probationary Agent)


Support team 05:- P( Lead Agent) N( Probationary Agent and Data Analyst) K ( Communication and Drone Specialist) D (Logistics) J ( Driver)


Status: Ongoing


Report Summary

Following Ellana's escapades in the town of Lexington, MA the task force tracked Ellana via the drones using the make and model of Maggie May Foster's vehicle, obtained from during her vehicle. What we found about 3km South of Rye, was the unconscious body of Officer Audrey Kowolski of the New York State Highway Patrol in the trunk of Ms Fosters VW Golf. After receiving the make and registration from the officer, the support team neuralysed her and replaced her missing uniform before setting off. We later found the bike abandoned 2km south of New Rochelle.

Just when we thought our trail went cold, Agent N had found a recording of a traffic camera showing Ellana incapacitating and stealing the identity of one Ms Brooke Peterson, 20, a student of philosophy at Columbia University. We later tracked down her room mate who upon questioning revealed she had gone "speed dating" at The Heights Bar and Grill on Broadway.

Upon arriving we found the Paramedics attending to a young male who was assaulted by a female patron matching Brooke Peterson's description. We knew we were on the right trail. After questioning a young waitress named Maya Richards, we found out that she had sent Ellana to a night club called Vortex.


However due to the heavy late night traffic, we were unable to intercept Ellana at the club and arrived too late. What we did find was a naked and traumatised Brooke Peterson, in the trunk of her car down the road from the club. After questioning her, the support team neuralysed her and replaced her lost possession. Agent N analysed her smartphone and had found she had been researching the New York Federal Reserve. Agent P and I have concluded this is her next destination.


Signed


Agent L (Senior Lead Agent, Task Force Ellana)

MiB Transcript from Case Number B1156319


The Crowley Farm 5km outside Waco Texas Saturday 23rd April 2021 14:00pm


Martha Crowley wiped the sweat from her brow as she dug another hole in her family's corn field, sowing the seeds for the harvest later in the year. She winced in pain as she felt the creaking in her legs and ankles. It had been two months since her horrific accident during routine jump training, whole at Camp Tocca, Georgia home of the 101st Airborne Division. And 6 months since the death of her beloved Elaine, killed during an ambush in Afghanistan. Martha had told no one of course, it was difficult being texan and a lesbian. Even harder in the military, despite everyone in their squad knowing about their relationship. Martha had only just found out when she had took the training, Elaine having failed and going back to their old regiment the 45th Infantary. She had never been the same again. A former member of the storied regiment, Martha was a looker with angular features, high cheekbones and piercing ice blue eyes. Her hair platinum blonde hair cut into a messy pixie cut.


Pausing on her digging, Martha took out two sets of dog tags from around her neck. One was her own, the other was Elaine's. "Oh Ellie how I miss you. Your warm caresses, the feel of your lips on mine. That dirty little laugh. I..I don't know what to do?" The sound of footsteps crunching off the dirt drew her attention. Putting the dogtags back under her dungarees, Martha looked up to see her neighbour Mrs Pamela May Gutherie, a middle aged but pretty red head, dressed in a floral sun dress. But something looked off about her, her skin looked to be peeling with a tinge of green. "Howdy, Mrs Guthrie. If you're looking for my folks, they have gone off to market to buy some cattle but they should be back soon." Despite herself, Martha felt an odd sense of fear trickle her stomach. She rested her hand on the reassuring weight of the grip of her trusty Colt .44. Pamela flashed her an odd distorted smile. "You look a tasty little mortal, human." Martha reared back "What the fuck?! She cried.

Suddenly a black sedan pulled up and two figures in black emerged from the car drawing strange silver plated guns. One a middle aged but dishy brunette with black shoulder length hair, the other an elderly man with a shock of white hair and moustache to match. " You have nowhere left to run, bug!" Shouted the man as the woman turned to Martha. "Kid! Get out of the way! That's not your neighbour!" Martha heard a peeling sound as the creature that was wearing her neighbours skin, lashed out Martha barely had time to see an horrific 8 foot tall cockroach before the thing swallowed her whole.


Agent L shouted in alarm. "No! You god damn overgrown space cockroach!" She drew her weapon as Agent T her mentor levelled his own deatomiser. "We can still save her, rookie! Aim for the head. "The bug turned to face them. "Ready or not MiB! Here I come!" It chittered with its mandibles in a parody of a laugh, as it advanced on them steppping over the discarded skin of its former victim. Then the sound of a crump from within the creature, followed by a great section of its belly being rent open in an explosion of ichor. The creature howled in pain as it looked comically at its gaping wound, then another crump another explosion from the inside split the creature into two sections. The agents saw Martha Crowley spill out from its stomach, her face contorted in rage her revolver smoking covered head to toe in slime.


As the top half of the bug tried to crawl away, Martha turned howling in rage. "That's for my neighbour you ugly ass piece of shit! Die!" She said over and over as she emptied all six cylinders into the creaturs head, blowing it apart in a spray of ichor and alien brain matter. She was still pulling the trigger hearing clicks as the adrenaline coursed through her veins.


L holstered her deatomiser as she approached the girl. "I think you killed it, kid." The blonde took deep breaths as she turned to face her. "Martha. My name is Martha Crowley." L nodded. "Of course, Martha. You did good." T sighed impatiently from behind her. "Come on L, let's flash the kid already and move on." L turned shaking her head at her mentor. "No boss. She not only survived a Bug attack but blew her way of its guts. I would say she's earned our respect." T rolled his eyes as Martha shook her head in disbelief at the smoking headless corpse of the Bug at her feet. "What was that? It was wearing the...the skin of my neighbour? Dear god! She was harmless. Didn't deserve that" She said in a small voice tinged with shock. L put her hand on Martha's shoulder. "I know. I'am sorry about your neighbour. Bug attacks are not pleasant." Martha looked at the agents. "Who are you people? FBI?" The two agents looked at each other, smiling. "No, Martha. They have nothing on us. We are the Men in Black. And it's our job to police alien existence on earth and keep it secret from the public."


Martha let out a high pitched laugh. "Wait seriously? Like the movies and comic books? Pull the other one." The agents didn't laugh but rolled their eyes at the mention of the movies. Martha's laugh died down. "You're...you're serious aren't you." L shook her head. "Afraid so, Martha. Say what would say if we offered you a place with us?" T advanced on them. "No,no, no Rookie! You have always had a habit for bringing in strays off the street. Just like that cop in Boston. You keep doing this, you will get yourself a reputation." L turned impatiently to her boss. "But T. She singlehandedly killed that bug. She's a born survivor, the MiB could do with more like her in its ranks. Plus you're retiring soon as it is. This one as potential, trust me." Agent T leaned against the hood of the sedan. "Oh all right, L. It's not like you listen to this old fart anyway. S never did."


Ignoring the mention of her late husband's name, L turned back to Martha. "So how about it, kid? Ready to become Agent M?" Martha looked down at the beheaded corpse of the bug then to her still smoking barrel of her .44 python. Then back to L. "Hell, yeah!" She said with a smile, still covered in ichor. T chuckled slightly. "She better clean herself up first. Before she gets Bug guts on the back seat. Or she's going to be cleaning it out."