Armed with Calantha's features and the location of Rachel, who was being held within the bowels of the Corporation flagship Fortunes Bounty we put our rescue plan into action. Going in we didn't know what to expect but we were united with one goal, to rescue all the humans kidnapped by the Corporation and to bring them to justice for their crimes. Despite sailing into uncharted waters we were confident we could pull it off and besides we had the might of the Zenobian Royal Navy behind us...
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
The Fortunes Bounty, Transporter Room Deck 5, High Earth Orbit Friday, 21st March 2025 17:45pm GMT
Valorian mercenaries Janessa and Phylidda, stood to attention as the orange light shimmered on the transporter pad, four feminine shapes materialising on the centre dias. Both women wore black form fitting armour plate, over black body gloves with equipment belts holding spare energy cells for their phase plasma rifles and holsters for their plasma side arms. Heads covered by matching helms carved in female visages. Under their armour they were beautiful examples of Valorian womanhood, Janessa with light blue skin, squared features and stone grey eyes framed by short shoulder length platinum blonde hair. While her partner, Phylidda had more rounded darker blue features, slender cheekbones and silver hair cut short in a pixie style. Once Calantha had materialised she was surrounded by three human females. "Greetings Mistress. Who are these aliens with you? More slaves?" Calantha shook her head. "No. One of them is Linda Gibson. Please inform his Lordship that she is ready to cooperate." Janessa nodded fingers dancing across her control console. "Lord Gravalax has been notified he awaits you in his throne room. What about these other humans? Do want them processed?" The Zenobian cocked her head smiling mischievously. "No that won't be necessary. In fact they will be relieving you of your uniforms." She quickly drew the mesmetron, pointing it straight at them. "W-what!?" Was all Janessa could manage as she and Phylidda were hit by the blue rings, their weapons clattering to the deck. "What is your command, mistress?" The hapless mercenaries intoned in a drab monotoned voice. Ellana grinned. "Kindly strip off those uniforms and give them to my friends." She said gesturing to Nikki and Martha.
"Well what do you know? We're getting a good show." Quipped Martha as she stripped off her clothes, observing the two blue skinned women slowly undressing removing armour piece by armour piece. "Honestly, I wasn't expecting them to be blue and kinda hot under all that gear. My first thought was tentacle heads." Nikki replied shedding her jacket. Martha looked appreciatively at the attractive alien women now standing only wearing sheer white cropped vests, the nipples of their breasts peaking through the sheer fabric and matching scanty thongs, athletic bodies on full display. "Yeah we probably shouldn't tell our girlfriends that Ellana made hot alien chicks strip for us. Vicki is the jealous type." From the doorway, keeping watch with Ellana, Linda pinched her nose. "Perhaps you two should wind your tongues back in and get dressed before we get discovered?" The two young women shared scandalous looks as they got dressed in the discarded uniforms. Linda turned back to Ellana. "Are you sure this is going to work, Ellana? They aren't exactly blue after all." The Zenobian winked. "Trust me, Linda. Valori mercenaries do not speak to the one who holds their contract. As long as they keep that armour on and keep quiet, we have nothing to worry about." Linda looked at Nikki and Martha who were putting on their stolen helmets while the blue skinned Valori just stood watching them like half naked statues. "I hope your right." Ellana laid a hand on her shoulder. "Like I said, just trust me. We will get Rachel and the others back." Nodding, Linda took a deep breath watching Ellana walk over to the scantily clad alien women. "Thank you, ladies. You have both been a great help, now it's time for you to take a break." She smirked swifty neck chopping the women. They let out cute grunts, collapsing to the deck unconscious simultaneously.
Once Nikki and Martha had secured the scantily clad unconscious Valorian women using cable ties and duct tape, they stashed them in a nearby locker along with their clothes before shouldering their weapons. "Alright everyone, we have an appointment with a "Lord" no less. Let's not keep him waiting." Chuckling, the team left the transporter room. Using Calantha's memories, Ellana guided them to Gravalax's throne room.
Lord Gravalax's Throne Room Pinnacle, Deck 1 18:00pm GMT
Emerging from the elevator, they emerged to an opulently appointed room graced with a long red gold threaded carpet that led to a throne raised on a stepped platform, the way lit by floating glowing orbs that flanked the path. Either side of the throne stood two elaborately red armoured Mistulans, one male the other female both wielding long bladed polearms. Standing on the first step of the throne's dias was the vigilant form of Vesta, who had complimented her ornate armour with a red cape. The roof and walls were made of glass allowing for views of the cosmos and Earth which spun below unknowing of the threat orbiting miles above them. Lining the walls were tapestries embroidered with the symbol of the Corporation; a clenched fist wrapped in chains, gold embroidered on a red background. The group couldn't help but be in awe. As they approached the raised platform, the throne turned to reveal the repulsive frog like Gravalax who smiled widely his beady eyes fixed on them.
"Ah, if it isn't my faithful servant Calantha. What news do you bring?" The frog croaked as Ellana bowed feigning respect. Figures that it would be a Goroxian leading them. The frogs have a monopoly on most of the crime in the Milky Way. After all the rumour is they founded the Corporation. "My Lord Gravalax. The human Linda Gibson has done has you requested and desires to see her daughter." Next to her Linda brandished the thumb drive. "Everything you have asked for is on this drive, Gravalax. Now bring me my daughter." The Goroxian boomed with indignation. "Insolence creature! I should have you whipped for your impertinence!" He struck his staff down once, the sound echoing through the hall. "But I'am a man of my word. You have performed a service and that deserves a reward. Calantha, take your guards and retrieve the girl. Then you may retire and enjoy your pets." Bowing low, Ellana smiled. "It will be done, my lord." With that, she flanked by Nikki and Martha swept from the room. Gravalax then turned his attention to Linda. "Come Linda..." He grinned turning to a glass bowl full of squid like creatures, shooting out his tongue he snared one zipping it into his cavernous maw in a blink of an eye, chewing then burping loudly. "...we have much to discuss you and I." Linda recoiled in disgust under the creatures gaze.
The Slave Pens of the Fortune's Bounty, Deck 10 18:20pm GMT
Rachel Gibson languished in her cell, her hope draining with the anguished cries of the poor women and men trapped in this god forsaken place. She was still garbed in the clothes she had took from the gang girl yesterday. Feeling guilty at attacking and stripping the girl, Rachel wondered what had become of her. But the more she thought about it the more she realised it might be best if she didn't know. Glancing around her cell, she had looked for another means of escape. The aliens had posted a green skinned female outside her cell, with small horns adorning a pretty diamond shaped face, piercing blue eyes and a mess of purple hair on her head. The woman was wearing a skintight red bodysuit, armed with what looked like a cattle prod clipped to her belt, along with a set of keys. I could reach through the bars choke her out and steal her clothes. But I doubt I would get very far dressed like that. Then again I would be armed and then perhaps I could make a stand. Get these people out. Rising from the floor, Rachel crept up towards the female guard but before she could strike, she shrunk away hearing footsteps from the left. "Oh not again..." She breathed heart dropping seeing the familiar face of Calantha, flanked by two black armoured female guards entering the cell block.
Mistulan slave keeper, T'maeve stood up straight has Calantha approached her still wearing the face of the pretty human girl from yesterday. I have always been fearful of Zenobian women, you never know if they are sizing you because they like you or want to become you. "Mistress Calantha? How may I assist you?" The Zenobian cocked her head, regarding her like a serpent. "His Lordship wishes the prisoner to be brought before him." T'maeve nodded. "Of course, mistress." Reluctantly turning her back on the Zenobian, the Mistulan unlocked the cell. "Come on huma-mmmph!" She panicked as Calantha's hand clamped around her mouth to muffle her cry of betrayal. "Sorry my dear, but I'am not Calantha. The name is Ellana!" The woman hissed into the Mistulan's ear before grasping her pretty slender neck with her other hand, pinching the vulnerable points. Letting out a muffled pained squeak, T'maeve slumped unconscious into the imposters grip as she was dragged into the open cell.
Rachel reared back in shock. "What the hell is going on here?!" Ellana looked up holding out her hand, lowering the unconscious Mistulan with the other. "Hush, Rachel. We're friends of your mother's. She sent us." She said shifting out of Calantha's form into her own, behind her the two guards pulled off their helmets revealing the attractive faces of two human women; one a pretty brunette with short jet black hair, tied into a short ponytail and warm turquoise eyes. While the other had short messy platinum blonde hair with ice blue eyes. "Officer Nikki Sanderson, NYPD. Pleased to meet you." Winked the brunette who turned to the blonde. "Agent M, MiB but you may call me Martha Crowley. I'am your mom's partner." She smiled in a Texan accent. But Rachel couldn't take her eyes off Ellana. "And what are you? How do you know my mom?" Ellana chuckled. "Well I'am a Zenobian just like Calantha except I'am one of the good ones. And let's just say I'am a friend of your mother's." Rachel cocked her head. "Right. So my mom is here, with you guys? You must take me with you, she will need our help getting out of here." To her surprise Ellana placed her hand on her shoulder, holding her fast. "I'am sorry but I made a promise to your mother to get you out first, before we take the Corporation down." She suddenly felt a trickle of fear down her spine as Ellana reared in. What?! She's going to kiss me!? "No wait?! What are you doing...oh?" Rachel let out an aroused gasp, as the Zenobian caressed her cheek before planting her soft warm lips on hers. Strangely she felt a calm wash over her and an attraction to the alien woman. What? I'am not a Lesbian, I have a boyfriend but she's so pretty... Unable to help herself, Rachel returned the kiss hungrily eliciting a soft purr of desire wrapping her arms around Ellana. She then felt herself slipping into a blissful sleep into the arms of the seductive woman.
Seeing Ellana change into Rachel, the two humans groaned. "Ellie! What did you do that for? We're supposed to be saving her, not stripping her." Nikki put her hands to her head as Martha sighed shaking her head. "The boss isn't going to like this. I can feel the head slap coming, I just know it. You really couldn't help yourself could you?" Ellana looked up at them stripping off Calantha's outfit. "I'am sorry I didn't tell you two about this part of the plan, but it was the only way I could think of getting Rachel out safely and taking down Gravalax. As you humans say 'two birds, one stone.' Linda shouldn't take it out on you guys, it was my idea alone." Nikki sighed nodding. "It's alright, Ellie. You only had the best intentions in mind. What matters is that she's safe. I will strip the guard, Rachel is going to need something to wear. Keep an eye on the door, Martha." Shrugging the blonde agent put her helmet back on while Nikki got to work on the Mistulan. "Sorry, Rachel. But you must live." Ellana as she started to undress the daughter of Linda Gibson.
As she slipped off the sleeveless denim jacket from around Rachel's shoulders, Ellana was struck by how closely the younger Gibson resembled her mum. It's almost uncanny. The same facial structure, the same black locks. Only her eyes were different, green as opposed to Linda's sapphire blue eyes. Many have told me, I take after my mum but have my dad's zest for adventure and personality. I wonder if the same could be said of the Gibson's Shaking the thoughts from her mind, Ellana pulled off Rachel's tank top up over her head before unhooking her solid pink underwired T-shirt bra admiring her small but supple B-cup breasts with circular dark pink perky areolas. Snapping on the undergarment, the Zenobian gently lowered the half naked Rachel to the floor, unlacing her sneakers then unbuttoning her jeans shorts whipping them down her long legs along with the matching g-string thong from between Rachel's legs exposing a tidy little clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of jet black hair and pert peach shaped buttocks. Feeling an odd sense of guilt, Ellana got dressed in the rest of Rachel's clothes including a red headband that really didn't suit her. She was just about done tying it on when Nikki walked up carrying the Mistulan guards uniform and boots, affording Ellana a glance of the bound and gagged naked woman slumped against the wall behind them, her buoyant C-cup breasts with puffy dark green areolas and full clean shaven womanhood. Nikki flashed her a smile.
"This should fit Rachel, unfortunately the guard wasn't wearing any underwear so the poor girl will chafe." Ignoring the disapproving looks from Martha by the door, Ellana took the outfit kneeling by the unconscious naked Rachel. "It may be uncomfortable but what matters is that she will be safe. Now we have to free the others and bring the Corporation down." Together they redressed the sleeping Rachel in the guards uniform then attached a transporter beacon to her arm. Inputting the co-ordinates for the Zephyr which was shadowing the Fortune's Bounty , Ellana flicked out her communicator. "Kremm? It's Ellana, the VIP has been secured and is enroute. Confirm you have her over." She then pressed the centre activation stud.
The Zephyr, 500 metres from the Fortune's Bounty Starboard Stern. 18:35pm GMT
Kremm grinned as he heard the beautiful lilt of the Princess in his ear sitting in the cockpit of the Zephyr , he then heard a shimmering from behind him as the unconscious form of Rachel Gibson materialised onto the lounge tablet, clad in a red bodysuit. "Confirmed package is secured, safe and sound Princess." Ellana breathed a sigh of relief. "Excellent, she may be a little...upset when she wakes so please be gentle with her, okay?" Kremm chuckled his deep voice rumbling. "You know me, highness. I'am the very picture of civility. Shall I alert Sub-Commander Jaxell to begin the assault?" Ellana paused taking a deep breath. "Roger that. Give him confirmation. Commence operations and wish him good hunting. See you soon old friend, Ellana out." Smiling Kremm opened a channel to the HMS Vindicator.
Fortune's Bounty Slave Pens Same Moment
Closing the channel, Ellana secreted her communicator handing the mesmetron to Nikki who placed it in her ammo webbing before putting her helmet back. Already helmed Martha walked up to the Zenobian. "I'am sorry about what I said before, Ellana. Nikki was right you made sure Rachel's safe, I mean I cannot imagine a more safer price then with Kremm. Even if he scares me a little." The three burst out laughing, an odd tinny sound coming from the Valorian helmets. Ellana grinned. "Kremm's alright. He's really quite gentle and a good friend..." She said bashfully, blushing a little as the two humans shared knowing glances before Martha held out her hand. "I know this will seem strange coming from me but I'am you're on our side." The Zenobian shook the proffered hand with a firm grip before teaching the pair the Zenobian wrist salute. "Thanks, Martha, Nikki. Now let's go, I wouldn't want to keep Gravalax waiting any longer." Nodding with determination, they bound Ellana's wrists locked up the slave pens then retraced their steps back to the throne room. Nikki then tucked a stun pistol into the waistband of her Lifemates jeans shorts, patting her shoulder.
The HMS Vindicator The Same Moment
"Sub-Commander Jaxell, this is Captain Kremm of Clan Mantell, Zenobian Royal Guard. By order of her Highness Princess Ellana, conduct interdiction operations against the enemy fleet. " The shimmering visage of Captain Kremm said on the bridge's holoscreen. Jaxell of Clan Tulva placed his fist over his chest. "Yes, sir. It will be done, on my honour." Kremm nodded. "Good hunting, Commander. Kremm out." As soon as the face disappeared, Jaxell sprung into action. " General quarters and prepare battle stations. Alert all commands and deploy the fleet, attack pattern omega. Target the ships engines and weapon systems, we will need prisoners to question and to ensure the lives of the hostages." Hearing the chorus of his Sub-Alterns barking orders to the crew, Jaxell leaned forward in his chair rubbing his chin as he regarded the blade like profile of the enemy flagship. Sensors did report that it's a repurposed Kathrian Heavy Cruiser, a tough nut to crack indeed. I think the princess will need some extra assistance... He turned to his XO, Lieutenant Nerissa. "Lieutenant. Inform Lieutenant Linossa and her shadow team to prepare for boarding action, they are to weaken enemy systems and assist the Princess." Nodding an affirmative, the woman disappeared from the bridge just as the fleet emerged from the dark side of Earth's moon.
HMS Vindicator, Forward Torpedo Bays 18:40pm
Lieutenant Linossa of the elite Shadow Guard, the all female Zenobian special forces strode into the torpedo bay flanked by her four squad members long red hair fluttering behind her, admist salutes from the all male crew. Their reputation proceeding them as well as their storied history, which dated back to the Unification War that had almost torn Zenobia apart. Originally deployed aboard the Vindicator at the behest of His Royal Highness King Conann, in the event that the worst should happen during the Princesses Sabbatico on the mysterious planet called Earth. Their original orders were to rescue her but it seems that they were to assist her on bringing down the Corporation. Linossa didn't mind taking the fight to the slaver scum, she had been itching for a little payback since her younger sister had been wounded during the Corporations raid on the colony world of Vernio Prime. Clambering into the empty torpedo, the lieutenant keyed in her comms bead. "Alright, ladies. Our objective is to disable the enemy flagships engines and weapon systems, paving the way for the Marines to board. We then link up with Princess Ellana and apprehend the Slaver Lord. Any questions?" A chorus of no's, including one from her Lifemate Sergeant Jinessa resounded through her ears. Grinning she took a deep breath, as the hatch closed then she felt the tug from behind her navel. Shooting out of the Vindicator at the speed of sound the five torpedoes streaking towards the Fortune's Bounty .
The Fortune's Bounty, Pinnacle Throne Room Deck 1, 18:45pm
Hearing the sound of pressurised air behind her, Linda turned to see Rachel being led by gun point by Martha and Nikki who were using their disguises to great effect. Inwardly she felt relieved but also pissed that Ellana had replaced Rachel. Well this wasn't part of the plan but at least she's out of this place. But I will be having words with Ellana when this is all said and done. The thought of her stripping my daughter... "Rachel, honey! How are you have they been treating you?!" She cried getting into character. Ellana wearing Rachel's face looked up, feigning distress. "Mom?! Please you have to help me! Give them what they want!" She replied struggling against the armlocks of her two "guards". Not bad, Ellana. But she's got one thing wrong, Rachel never calls me mom. It's always Linda. But the frog doesn't need to now that. Linda flashed her a false smile. "Everything's going to be okay, sweetheart. Just look at me-" The banging of Gravalax's staff made her whip around to face the repulsive slaver. "How very touching. But if you don't mind we have business to discuss." Boomed his voice through the cavernous hall.
"Step forward serf and present your tribute." Swapping nervous glances with Ellana and the others, then to Gravalax's guard force Linda took a deep breath. I hope Ellana managed to contact her people or we're never getting out of there. Then the rushing of footsteps from behind the group announced the appearance of a harried looking green skinned male with long horns sprouting from his forehead. He ran up past the group towards the Dias, only to find his way barred by the crossed pole arms of the elite guards. "My lord! We are under attack!" He gasped out of breath as Gravalax slammed down his staff. "What are you talking about, churl!? The humans have no space fleets." He croaked signalling his guards to let the man past. "It's not the humans, Lord! We have Zenobians off the starboard bow!" His brow furrowing with disbelief, he pressed a button on the arm rest of his throne turning to look behind him. "Foolish chattel! How can Zenobians be here!? It's an uncharted system..." The frog like aliens booming voice trailing away as he saw the unmistakable hawk like silver profiles emerge from behind Earth's moon. "It's not possible! They are relentless. Battle stations! We need to buy some time for the hyperdrive to spool, we need to get away from here. " He then turned back to Linda, brandishing out pudgy ring encrusted hand. "You stay put, once we have evaded the Zenobians we will resume our business. Vesta..." The black armoured woman nodded. "...keep an eye on our guests. If they move then shoot to maim." Pressing more buttons on his throne, Gravalax detached from his throne on a small floating disk flanked by both his royal guards. As soon as he had disappeared into the lift, the team shared nods. It's now or never. Linda thought taking a deep breath as suddenly the ship began to list.
The Fortune's Bounty, Engineering Subdeck.
Engineer Llaiir along with her four fellow female Mistulan engineers ran towards the torpedo impacts they had felt just moments before. They were all young attractive women garbed in black jumpsuits, with the Corporation's logo stitched on the left shoulder and breast, matching laced boots and utility belts. Llaiir was a strikingly beautiful example of Mistulan womanhood; with squared dark green features, prominent cheekbones and piercing ice blue eyes her long dark red hair tied into a ponytail. Her horns small on account of her youth. The rest of her damage control party consisted of her best friend, round faced Lyirru with lighter green skin and short purple hair, young Raha with shoulder length ash blonde hair, Sindari with her long black braided ponytail and finally pretty Hilae with her long chestnut brown hair tied into pigtails. Armed with only extinguishers, the group rounded the corner to the impact site.
The sight that greeted them was not fires or blast impact points but five empty pods. "What the hell? We've got boarders. Quick alert security." The young engineer gasped quickly turning around to see that she was all alone. Llaiir panicked. "Raha! Sindari! Where are you guys...oh?!" Feeling a gentle caress on her cheek which sent waves of calm arousal through her, Llaiir turned around to come face to face with a beautiful red headed Zenobian garbed in black, who smiled. "Shh! Hush, girl. You look like you need a rest, my dear." She cooed huskily, drawing in for a kiss. Unable to resist the young Mistulan drew in passionately kissing the Zenobian woman. Letting out a muffled aroused groan, the engineer slumped unconscious into the woman's arms as she was drawn into the shadows to join her friends.
Linossa, now wearing Llaiir's face dragged the unconscious Mistulan over to the four other members of her team, who were already standing over the unconscious naked bodies of the Mistulan damage control team getting dressed in their uniforms, wearing their new faces. "I just love being a Mistulan, don't you love?" Asked her Lifemate Jinessa who was standing over a particularly fetching young Mistulan with purple hair and small little breasts with puffy light green areolas. "Between the horns and lack of underwear, I don't know which I like more. Either way, they went down soft just a small little pinch." Smiling, Linossa unlaced Llaiir's boots pulling them from her feet before unzipping her jumpsuit peeling the garment from her tight athletic body revealing buoyant c-cup breasts with dark green perky areolas, a small clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of crimson pubic hair and pert plum shaped buttocks. Once she had finished dressing in Llaiir's uniform, Linossa dragged the woman's body by her ankles piling her on top of her naked friends concealed by darkened pipes. "Excellent work, ladies. Now to cripple this ship." Linossa ordered her squad who fell in behind her as they made their way to the engineering control room.
18:45pm Engineering Control Room
Using their disguises, the Shadow Guards made their way through the crowds of engineers, mostly Mistulans of both genders but some blue skinned Valori as well busying themselves with trying to keep the ship together during the engagement. Walking up the metal staircase towards the control room, which over looked the main engine bay and hyperdrive unit, the group came to a large metal door. Taking out Llaiir's pass key Linossa inserted the cylindrical device into the slot, opening the door with a hiss of pressured gas. Walking through the door, they were greeted by two male Mistulans one who according to Llaiir's memories was the chief engineer Dhiemn, a man with dark black hair and large curled horns. Who turned to face them, while his subordinate remained at his post at his control lectern
"Llaiir? I thought I had dispatched you and your team to take care of that hull breach in sector G. Do you have a situation report already?" The man asked, voice tinged with surprise. Linossa merely cocked her head drawing her stun pistol. "Don't worry, sir. Everything is under control." She grinned firing twice in quick succession sending Dhiemn crashing to the ground with a grunt of pain, while she blasted his subordinate square between his shoulder blades the man slumped unconscious over his control terminal. Holstering her weapon, Linossa turned to Pinna the squad's engineering expert who was wearing a Mistulan with long braided jet black hair. "Pinna? Time to work your magic." Flashing her superior a wink, Pinna approached the command console pulling the man's body to the ground. "Time to see the mistress at work." The girl quipped as Jinessa and Cerys stashed the unconscious engineers in empty lockers while Denira and Ynetta stood watch by the door.
"And there we go, lieutenant. The main engines, hyperdrive and weapons systems are offline. As an after thought, I have put in a little surprise of my own so they can't repair the damage." The young tech expert said with a smile. Linossa patted her on the shoulder. "Good work, corporal. Now let's make our way to the bridge and link up with the princess. Lifemate..." She turned to Jinessa at her shoulder. "Inform the Vindicator that the enemy flagships is dead in space and boarding operations can commence." The woman nodded putting her hand to her ear. The team then quicky swept from the control room locking it behind them, rushing past hoardes of confused engineers who desperately tried to restart the engines.
The Pinnacle Throne Room The Same Moment
Using the sudden imbalance of the ship, Nikki slipped behind Ellana loosening her binds. The Zenobian quickly drew her stun pistol firing squarely at the Valori womens chest, but to her horror the shot went wide impacting on the throne as Vesta weaved quickly to the side dodging the glowing ball, both Nikki and Martha raised their rifles up but couldn't risk hitting Linda. The mercenary tried to bring her phase rifle up, but Linda grabbed the rifle's barrel with both hands wrenching it free of her grip before shoving the butt straight into her helmet. The woman let out an agonised grunt as she fell forwards onto her belly, unconscious. Standing over the unconscious Valori, Linda turned to see Ellana still wearing her daughter's face approach her.
"Whew. That was a close one, Linda. Thanks for saving my l-ow!" Ellana felt a sting on the back on her head, nearby Martha chuckled under her helmet only to be silenced by glares from Linda and Nikki. "That was for impersonating my daughter, Ellana. What were you thinking!?" The Zenobian sheepishly rubbed the back of her head. "I guess I may have deserved that." Sighing Linda held out her hand smiling. "But this is for getting her off this hellhole." Expecting another head slap, Ellana took the offered hand only to be pulled into a hug. "Thank you." The veteran agent said softly into her ear before pulling out. "Just find yourself another face soon, okay? This is a little disconcerting." Ellana smiled, shifting back to her usual self. Linda then glanced down at the unconscious Vesta, nudging her with her foot. "So are you going to help me get her armour off? I would hate to keep the frog waiting." Ellana laughed kneeling by the stricken Valori, loosening her cape as Linda stripped down to her underwear.
"So I guess we can thank your people for switching off the engines, Ellana?" Asked Martha as she and Nikki guarded the door. Ellana nodded removing the armour plates and helmet noting the pretty slightly squared blue features, prominent cheekbones and short cropped silver hair of the fallen Valori. "Mhm. A team of five Shadow Guards would be my guess. Either Jaxell is very well connected or my father put them there. I would guess the latter." Nikki nodded in understanding. "So they are like your special forces? Equivalent of Navy SEALs or Green Berets?" Ellana leant back allowing Linda to peel off Vesta's body glove, flashing her a quizzical look. "You name your special operatives after animals? Fascinating." Sharing an amused glance with Martha, Nikki chuckled. After five minutes, Linda was standing over the scantily clad Vesta putting on her armour leaving the Valori dressed only in a white strap that covered her c-cup breasts and matching white loincloth that covered her modesty, toned athletic body on full display. "Right, let's go grab Kermit and end the Corporation." Linda said pulling on Vesta's helmet. The humans in the group laughed as they ran towards the elevator with Ellana shaking her head. "What's a Kermit? His name is Gravalax." Despite their situation the other laughed, which sounded tinny from their helmets. Nikki squeezed her Lifemate's shoulder. "I will tell you later, babe." She winked as the lift descended.
Deck 1, Pinnacle Entrance 19:00pm GMT
Petty Officer T'Eleijha was beginning to panic, clutching her laser rifle for comfort. When the ship lost power to its engines and had begun to list followed by the sudden battle outside, her fellow guard Ekkhae had lost her nerve leaving her behind running for the escape pods on deck 3. Now T'Eleijha was uncertain whether she should stay at her post of follow Ekkhae's lead. Should I go? I don't owe these slaving bastards anything. They press ganged the crew including Ekkhae and I. But if power is restored and I'am found to have abandon my post the Bosun will have me spaced. She was an attractive young Mistulan; with dark brown shoulder length hair framed a green heart shaped face, slender cheekbones and warm almond shaped brown eyes her small horns protruding from her forehead. Her slim athletic frame hugged by a close fitting red leather bodysuit, black lace ankle boots and utility belt around her waist. The sound of the elevator opening with a gust of pressurised air caused her to whip around, where came face to face with a strange group; a Zenobian woman leading three Valori one the enforcer Vesta herself. T'Eleijha gasped in shock as the Zenobian cocked her head, looking her up and down. "Lucky me..." The girl winked raising her right arm like a blade, swiftly chopping the pretty officer on the left side of her pretty neck. Letting out a cute squeak of pain, T'Eleijha fell into the waiting arms of the Zenobian, rifle clattering to the ground. "Let's get you naked, dear." Ellana quipped dragging the Mistulan into the elevator.
"I was hoping to become a Mistulan at least once today, now here's my chance." Ellana said happily now wearing the face of Petty Officer T'Eleijha, unzipping the unconscious woman's catsuit, peeling the garment from her athletic form. "Well, I'am glad we could make that happen for you, Ellie." Chuckled Nikki as the three human women stood outside the elevator giving her privacy. "Their made up so well, these alien chicks. Aren't they?" Glanced Martha who was trying and failing to avert her gaze on the now naked body of the Mistulan girl, slumped against the wall of the elevator her well formed B-cups breast with rose petal pale green areolas, and clean shaven womanhood on full display. "I'am so going to hell." Next to her, Nikki patted her shoulder. "Well I won't tell Vicki if you don't say a word to Liv-ow!!" In-between them Linda slapped the back of their helmets. "Are you two quite finished?" She said menacingly. "Yes, I'am all set if you are?" Chimed in Ellana emerging from the elevator fully dressed in T'Eleijha's uniform, shouldering the rifle. "You know you shouldn't be too hard on them, Linda. Mistulan girls are very beguiling. I think it's the horns." Sighing Linda, fell into step behind the group with Ellana leading the way to the bridge.
Deck 3 Access Corridors 19:15 GMT
Still disguised as the Mistulan engineers, Lieutenant Linossa and her party dashed towards the bridge deck knowing full well that they would need to update their disguises and acquire weapons if they were to secure the bridge. Their prayers to the Goddess seemed to have been answered as they rounded the next corner, almost running into a group of 5 female Valori mercenaries going in the opposite direction. "Watch were you're going! Stupid Mistulans! Wait a second? What are you engineers doing up here when you should be trying to fix the ship. Haven't you heard? The Zenobians have boarded." Their leader said to Linossa who glanced to team, smirking at each other. "You don't say, soldier. Well we're the boarders you're looking for." Without giving the squad time to react the shadow team pounced on the soldiers, knocking them unconscious with blows to the neck and stomach thanks to their training in Hentari. With the five Valori unconscious in a heap at the Shadow team's feet, Linossa turned to her girls. "Time for a change, ladies." Nodding, the team each picked a Valori dragging their bodies into a waiting storeroom.
As Linossa and her team, now wearing the faces of the five unconscious Valori mercenaries dressed in their stolen armour including their white standard issue underwear, the lieutenant admired the naked bodies of the five women slumped shoulder to shoulder seated against the car wall. They were all exquisite examples of Valorian womanhood, toned musculature varied skin tones ranging from light blue to purple with silver or blonde hair and clitoris' trimmed into thin triangles in the Valori custom. Their breasts were a pleasing mixed back of the small to the well endowed, like the Valorian she was wearing. Some of our species prefer Mistulan girls but it's always been Valori with me. I know Jinessa would disagree. When they were all fully dressed, the team bound and gagged them with torn strips from the engineers clothing. Looping the plasma rifles over their shoulders the team left the storeroom, locking it behind them. Turning Linossa saw a strange group running down the corridor towards them; a team of 4 Valori including a senior officer being led by a Mistulan petty officer. Under her helmet, the lieutenant smiled as she recognised a fellow Zenobian when she saw one and a member of the Vendaxi Royal House at that.
Ellana cocked her head as the five Valori mercenaries who had just emerged from the storeroom approached them. ' What's the betting that there's five naked women tied up naked in that storeroom?" Nikki said under her breath to Martha who nodded. "You're on, $100 dollars." The group approached them, the leader taking off her helmet to reveal a pretty rounded purple skinned woman with long silvery hair tied into a ponytail. "Greetings, your royal highness. I'am Lieutenant Linossa of the Shadow Guard, and this is my Lifemate Sergeant Jinessa..." She gestured to a woman on her left who removed her helmet revealing a beautiful diamond shaped light blue skinned woman with shoulder length blonde hair. She snapped off a formal salute. "and the rest of my team. You must forgive us for not revealing our true faces, but we are on mission." Ellana smiled clashing wrists with the woman. "No need to apologise, lieutenant we are going the same way."
Linossa nodded. "Who are these women with you? They are obviously not Valori but neither are they Zenobian." Ellana giggled as she turned to face her friends who each took their helmets. "These Lieutenant, are my human friends and may I introduce my Lifemate... Nikki Sanderson." Ellana said with pride, her Lifemate blushing. "Er..hi. It's good to finally meet more Zenobians." Nikki gave a little wave. The five Zenobians gasped in awe at the three humans but seemed to pay Nikki extra special attention. Linossa smiled. "So these are the humans you left the homeworld for? They are very... exquisite indeed, not at all boring like the Star Corps made them out to be. It's a pity we can't become one, I bet it would be an interesting experience." Jinessa approached Nikki bowing her head in respect. "You are the princesses Lifemate? It's an honour to meet you, your highness." Nikki awkwardly laughed rubbing the back of her head. "T-thank you, I appreciate that." Ellana winked at her before introducing the MiB agents. "This is Linda Gibson we've just rescued her daughter..." Linda shot a glance at Ellana then nodded a greeting. "...and Martha Crowley her partner." Martha flashed the Zenobians a grin. "Howdy." she said which elicited confused looks from the aliens. "A pleasure to meet you friends. Now you're highness, I would advise we move to the bridge and arrest the slaver. Our marines are already swarming the ship and it wouldn't do for us to be shot by our own side." Ellana nodded. "Noted, lead on lieutenant." After putting on their helmets the group ran towards the bridge deck, passing hoards of panicking crewmen.
Fortune's Bounty Bridge Deck 19:20pm GMT
"What do you mean Zenobian Marines have boarded the ship and we've lost primary power?! Fix it now or I will have you spaced for incompetence, churl!" Gravalax, flanked by his royal guards croaked to a nearby Mistulan petty officer who had the gall to deliver him bad news as the hawk like profile of the Zenobian cruiser loomed though the plexiglass, firing it's ion cannons. "Shields down to 25% my Lord!" Barked a female rating from her control console. The Goroxian froze. How could the Zenobians have tracked us here and so soon? Was Linda Gibson in league with them? No, they were already here waiting for us behind the moon. But why here, it's a backwater uncharted system? Whatever the reason it doesn't matter, I must go to the hangar deck and board my personal yacht. I must escape this place! The sudden appearance of a Zenobian Dreadnought and its fleet of destroyers from hyperspace baring the royal colours, gold and purple had made up his mind for him. "Bah, to hell with this. I must away!" The sound of pressurised air made him spin around to face the newcomers. It was Vesta with seven other Valorian mercenaries and peculiarly the young Mistulan petty officer who had been guarding his throne room.
"Vesta? Have you come to escort me to my yacht? We must leave this place." Croaked the frog. Smiling Linda along with everyone else tore off their helmets, the Zenobians switching back to their natural forms raising their weapons in unison. "Guess again, Kermit!" She snarled. The look on his wide face was priceless. Next to him his royal guards charged forward polearms raised but Ellana was quicker, she fired two quick blue balls with the rifles stun setting into the chests of the Mistulan's. The male and female let out grunts of pain as the electricity coursed through their bodies. Their polearms clattering to ground before they crumpled to the ground unconscious. Behind the group came the stampede of feet that announced the appearance of a squad of Zenobian marines. Laughing Ellana winked to the terrified Lord Gravalax. "Ladies, the ship is ours." The Goroxian nodded fervently holding up his pudgy hands. "I surrender most assuredly to you..." Gravalax said in a small voice. Looking past the squirming frog, Ellana's eyes opened in surprise as she saw the unmistakable profile of the HMS Conqueror her fathers flagship. "Dad?" She gasped as the others looked at her wide eyed.
The Zephyr's Lounge 2 hours Later
Over the course of two hours the Zenobian Navy in conjunction with the MiB, had freed and returned at least 200 humans which resulted in one of the largest mass neuralysations in the secretive agencies history. As a gesture of good faith between the people of Earth and Zenobia, Ellana had given Linda the mesmetron, reasoning that while such a device could be useful in her travels it would safer in the hands of the MiB. In return the MiB agreed that while the Zenobians could prosecute Gravalax and his crew, they would imprison Calantha for her crimes against humanity, something King Conann had readily agreed to. So it was Ellana, Nikki and Martha sat in the Zephyr's lounge watching the heartfelt reunion between mother and daughter.
"Oh Rachel, honey come here. How are you?" Linda smiled as she moved in to hug her daughter who to everyone's surprise gave her mother a headslap. "How am I? What were you thinking? You could have been killed...mom." The elder Gibson blinked in surprise, rubbing the back of her head. "Then where would I be? You've only just re-entered my life and you're already taking risks. What if you've died like dad." Linda was struggling to hold back her tears. "Rachel. I miss your father so much, you are so very like him. He would have said that with that exact look too." Both Gibson's then came together, in a warm embrace. Ellana herself had begun to feel the sting of tears in her eyes. What a beautiful relationship they have, nothing like my relationship with mum. She would have given me a lecture about my duty and then sent me to my room. "Oh you can tell she's Linda's daughter alright. That looked like it hurt." Laughed Nikki taking a sip of her smlok juice, sitting opposite her Martha grinned wickedly. "It's about time she was on the recieving end for a change." Ellana nodded giggling. "I think it's very cute, they have been through a lot." Their embrace was only broken when Kremm had entered, an excited grin on his face. "Your highness! Your father is hailing you from the Conqueror , I have routed it to your quarters." Ellana quickly bounced to her feet. "Oh wonderful! Thank you, Kremm. Nikki? Would you like to meet my father?" She said turning to her holding out her hand. Nikki smiled putting down her glass, taking her hand. "I would be delighted." Pulling out of her chair Ellana led her to her study.
Ellana's Chambers
Smiling widely clutching her Lifemate's hand , Ellana pressed the activation stud on her holo device. Suddenly a large imposing, handsome Zenobian male shimmered into view. His bald head adorned with a golden crown that matched his ornate armour, decorated by a flowing purple cape. King Conann's warm bearded features burst into a wide smile. "Ellana! My darling daughter, it's been too long. I wish this was a face to face meeting so i could embrace you." Ellana smiled. "Dad! So good to see you again. How I have missed you, all of you. Even mum." Conann chuckled. "I think you missed your calling, my dear. You would have made a fine admiral, that was a masterful display in bringing those Corporation scum to justice and rescuing so many innocents with no loss of life."' Ellana blushed rubbing the back of her neck. "Well I was inspired by all those war stories you told me when I was sitting on your knee, knee high to a bearcat cub. Besides, me in the navy? You know me, dad? I don't follow orders just ask mum." Both Zenobians burst out laughing before Conann turned his attention to Nikki.
"Ah, and I see you have made a little friend. Charmed." Ellana squeezed Nikki's hand, turning to her. "She's more than that, dad. This is Nikki Sanderson and she's my lifemate." Conann's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Well, that's unusual Ellana but that's hardly surprising. You were always unusual growing up, different from the other girls, but you've always made me so proud." Next to her Nikki, squeezed Ellana's hand looking up. "Your highness. Ellana is a beautiful remarkable woman who is very dear to me and as done so much. You have every right to be proud." Conann smiled nodding. " Come now, you are practically family, call me Conann. I was never one for formalities anyway." Nikki blushed slightly. "O-of course...Conann. I would like to say how deeply honoured I'am to be a part of your daughter's life." The king bowed his head in respect. "And honoured you should be, Nikki. Being a lifemate is the highest honour one can have in our society, especially for a non-Zenobian. We aren't a very sociable, you know? But anyway, I'm sure you are more than worthy of the title or Ellana wouldn't have chosen you." Nikki smiled deeply touched. "Thank you, sir." Conann nodded. "You are welcome. But I have a favour to ask of you. Watch over Ellana. She has a nasty habit of getting into trouble." He said with a wink. Next to her, Ellana scoffed. "Dad! Stop it you're embarrassing me, I don't get into that much trouble." Giggling at the exchange between father and daughter, Nikki agreed. "It would be an honour, Conann." Blushing a deep shade of red, Ellana cleared her throat.
"Dad about the Watcher Fleet? I would keep it behind Earth's moon just in case the Corporation shows up again? The people of Earth must be protected." Conann massaged his bearded chin. "I agree, Ellana. But you know the Corporation has well as I do, they're vermin after all. They only go where they know their prey won't put up a fight." Ellana smiled. "It's been good talking to you again dad, I wish we could just spend more time together." She said voiced tinged with sadness. "As do I, my darling daughter. Take care of yourself and Nikki. I love you. " He then turned to her. "It was an honour meeting you, Nikki. I hope someday to greet you as a daughter in person, farewell." With that his image faded, waving at them. "Love you too, dad." Ellana said turning to Nikki her eyes twinkling. "So that was your dad? I can see where you get your personality from." Ellana blushed slightly. "And my mother's looks." She added darkly. Seeing her discomfort, Nikki grinned changing the subject. "So what did he mean by you 'getting into trouble', hmm?" She coyly asked as her Lifemate rubbed the back of her neck. "I do not get into trouble! Well I suppose I do. I mean I spark off one diplomatic incident and you never hear the end of it." Nikki gasped in shock. "You did what?" Ellana shrugged then pinched her nose. " I was young and foolish at the time. I got bored and I pressed a few buttons. Next thing I know I brought a solar system and caused a minor border dispute." Nikki chuckled shaking her head. "Anything else this Lifemate should know about?" Ellana flashed a mischievous grin as they walked back into the lounge. " Let's just say I give my father plenty of reasons to worry and leave it at that."
The Zephyr's Lounge 21:20pm GMT
Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
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As soon as the duo returned to the lounge, they were greeted by the Gibson's. It was Rachel who spoke up first. "I still don't know how you all know mom but I want to thank you all for risking everything to save me and all the others. Especially you, Ellana is it? Even though you...er...kissed me and stole my clothes, I will always be grateful." She held her hand, which the Zenobian took shaking it. "You are most welcome after all. And I would do it all over again for a friend. But allow to apologise on behalf my people that we are not all like Calantha." Rachel nodded. "Well she's behind bars now or soon will be and you don't have anything to apologise for." Next to her, Linda smiled the resemblance even more uncanny. "Tomorrow, M and I are going to face the music for breaking you out Ellana. Which means I don't know what the future will hold, but I want to make sure that Rachel is safe at least." Nikki snapped her fingers. "Wait a minute? My mom is a private eye and she's looking for a new assistant. I can make the introduction and my mom can take her under her wing. What do you say?" Linda turned back to her daughter. "How about it, honey? Ready to be a gumshoe?" Rachel nodded in agreement. "Has long as I can finish my studies, I would like that." Between them Ellana's brow furrowed. "Why do you call detectives, gumshoes?" Do they actually have gum on their shoes?" Looking at each other, the four humans burst out laughing. Ellana shook her head. "What? Was it something I said? What's so funny?" In between fits of laughter Nikki managed "I-I will tell later babe, ha ha..." Ellana simply joined in, feeling the sudden change in pressure as the shuttle re-entered Earth's atmosphere.
Epilogue
Saturday 22nd March 2025 10:30am MiB Headquarters, Below Battery Park, New York City
Dressed back in their iconic black suits, Agents L & M stood waiting outside Z's office for the summons that could very well see them neuralysed. "Enter." Came the curt female British accent beckoning them inside. Walking through the clear transparent door, the agents were greeted by an attractive middle aged blonde woman wearing a black suit jacket and skirt, her position as the Agency's head meant she wore no tie just a white blouse underneath."Take a seat, agents." She ordered without looking up in an even voice, the two agents shared nervous glances. Hmm? She doesn't sound angry but that's the thing with Z, you wouldn't want to play poker with her. Thought L as Z took off her spectacles, resting her hands on her desk.
"Agent's. I first would like to offer my sincerest congratulations on behalf of the entire MiB, by saving the Earth and humanity from a potential alien invasion." L glanced at M then lent back into her chair crossing her legs. "With all due respect we didn't do it alone." Z blinked surprised by the sudden interruption. "Yes, with a changeling and a rookie NYPD officer. Thanks to you we have opened tentative diplomatic contact with the Zenobian Star Kingdom. But be that as it may..." She rose up from her chair turning her back to look out across the bullpen. "...your actions Linda, have caused a huge shitshow we had to sweep up under the rug." She whipped around slamming her palms on her desk. "First, you assault three innocent young women, two of them barely out of their teens for their clothes. The FBI agent was particularly traumatised until we flashed her. Then second you along with the entire TFE munity to break out Ellana from Tartarus, leaving 6 guards hospitalised three of them naked as well. And don't get me started about the bloody university of Colombia-" M shot up angrily from her chair. "With all due respect, ma'am. It was to save innocent lives, we all joined willingly with one goal in mind; to free everyone including Rachel and bring the slavers in. What right do you have judge us from behind your desk?" Z glared at her her voice even. "I would be very careful Martha, on how you speak to me. I take my job seriously and care for humanity just as much as you do. So don't presume that you know me." Next to her, Linda scolded her with her eyes, telling her to sit down. As she retook her seat, Z sighed.
"This of course leaves me with the quandary on how to punish you. I can't have you both neuralysed since you are both heroes and you have just as many fans as detractors, so I cannot risk splitting the MiB. However, you still have to be punished Linda for your willful act of betrayal. I will spare dragging your team, especially Paddy through the mud. They followed you out of loyalty, which is an admirable trait." Linda took a deep breath. "I'am ready to receive whatever punishment you deem appropriate, ma'am." Z held out her hand. "Give me your badge..." Linda reached into her suit jacket pocket taking out her badge, which Z took. "As of this moment, I'am relinquishing you of your lead agent status in TFE operations and demoting you to the rank of Agent. You will be getting Martha back as your partner." Linda nodded sharing a glance with Martha. "I accept those terms. Who will be replacing me as lead agent, ma'am?" Z smiled slightly. "Paddy will be taking over as lead agent, so you will report to him. And in light of the situation with the Zenobian Star Kingdom, their mandate as changed." Both agents leant forwards, allowing Z to sip her water before continuing. "The MiB board of directors and I have concurred that it's too expensive to be chasing Ellana across the world, just to catch her so she can escape again later. Therefore in her capacity as Zenobian "ambassador" to earth, Princess Ellana is to be given diplomatic immunity so she can pursue her mission without interference. It will be TFE's job to make sure she toes the line and doesn't start WWIII and to keep any mention of her existence under the rug. Are we clear?" Both agents replied with a "Crystal, ma'am." Z then looked back down to her desk. "Excellent, dismissed." Without a word, the agents filed out.
Martha let out a deep relieved breath as the agents walked down towards the bullpen. "Is it my imagination, boss or did we just get off lightly?" They came to a stop, Linda leant out over the balcony taking out her phone glancing at the new picture of she and Rachel. "If it means that I get to see more of Rachel, then I will take the demotion." Leaning next to her boss, keeping her eyes off the floor Martha smiled. "Speaking of which. Nikki is taking her to see her mom, isn't she? I wonder how she will get on?" Linda laughed replacing her phone in her pocket. "Like mother like daughter, the woman is a badass. Rachel will fit right in. Now rookie, I do believe their is something you need to ask the young Vicki?" Blushing, Martha giggled. "Thanks boss, I should have done this earlier." Putting a hand on her shoulder, Linda fell into step beside her partner walking down the long winding stairs.
Sanderson Investigations Office, West 44th Street Midtown Manhattan, Same Moment
"Nikki! My darling girl how are you?" Deborah Sanderson said as she pulled her daughter into a tight embrace. "Whoa, easy there mom. I don't want to have to write you up for assaulting an officer." Nikki joked returning the hug, kissing her mum on the cheek as Rachel looked on blushing slightly. Deborah's brow furrowed when she saw the girl. "And who's this? Another "friend" of yours from college? You and Liv are doing okay right? No problems?" Nikki pulled out of the hug looking awkward. "No, no problems. In fact we're both taking our leave together going to Coney Island for the weekend to celebrate Liv's 23rd on Monday. Mom, this is Rachel Gibson. She's the daughter of a very dear friend who had been one of the victims of the Student Snatcher case, I promised her mom that I would help her recover." Deborah held her hand to her mouth. "Oh my god! I'am so sorry sweetie, how rude of me. Please come in both of you and I will make you a pot of coffee." Shaking Rachel's hand she beckoned them forward.
"So Rachel, what has Nikki told you about the type of work I do here?" Asked Deborah as she placed two steaming cups of coffee on the table before sitting opposite her on the couch." Picking up the cup, Rachel shared a nervous look at Nikki then answered. "She mentioned that you're a private detective and looking for a new assistant." Next to her Nikki took a sip of coffee, shrugging. "Well you said that you needed a new assistant to help you with your case backlog." Deborah sighed taking a measure of her coffee. "Only because the poor girl couldn't cope with the my overflowing intray." She jerked her thumb over to the huge pile of case files on her case. "It's a shame, she had real potential before the breakdown." She then turned to Rachel. "Sweetie. I'am not going to sugar coat it for you, the hours are long and we cover a range of clients; anything from jealous partners, lost cats to art thieves. Are you sure that this is what you want?" Rachel glanced at Nikki taking a determined gulp of coffee then swallowed. "Ma'am, if you asked me that before my...abduction then I would have said no but since then my ordeal my eyes have been opened. I have seen the cruelty of people first hand and I want to do all I can to stop this happening to anyone else again. So yes, it is what I want." Both Sanderson's grinned. "Excellent!" Cried Deborah. "You can start immediately and we carry on from there." Suddenly the communicator in Nikki's jeans protect, started to chime. "Sorry guys, I have to take this." Rushing out of her mom's office, she took out the device which a large E on the screen. Flicking it open she pressed the connector, grinning when she heard her Lifemates voice.
Alley off West 73rd Street, Upper West Side
"Good morning, dearest Nikki. I'am sorry if I'am intruding. How did the meeting with your mom go?" Ellana asked with the voice of April Prescott, the real young 21 year old student laying sprawled naked at her feet, her petite form emphasised by well rounded C-cup breasts with pink rose petal areolas and a full neatly trimmed golden haired clitoris. The pretty little thing with gentle features, big eyes framed with long honey blonde hair had decided to cut through a back alley on her way to college. A bad decision on her part, but lucky for me. With just a little pinch she was all mine. She was now dressed in a blue floral patterned sundress, matching sneakers, over which was a cropped denim jacket. Underneath was a white lace push up bra with matching thong, along with April's jewellery including a navel piercing. Nikki laughed. "It went great, Rachel took the job." Ellana grinned widely. "That's good to hear. She should fit right in, like mother like daughter. So you and Liv are still going on her birthday break?" Nikki nodded. "Mhm. After all we've been through I want to spend as enough time with her as possible, tied with you she's the most important thing in my life." Ellana felt warmth spread through her. "Send her my best wishes on her birthday, alright?" She could hear the smile in Nikki's voice as she continued.
"Will do, babe. So what's next for you? I assume you will be jetting off on your travels?" Ellana grinned as she dragged the unconscious naked body of April Prescott to the dumpster, tipping her over the side. "As much as I have enjoyed your beautiful city and your company, I'am ready to see the world again. Thanks partly to the MiBs records and that film you watched, The Mummy? I want to find one for myself, so I'm heading to Africa and Egypt." Nikki let out a low whistle. "Sounds romantic, babe. Are you sure you don't want a plus one?" Ellana looped April's handbag over her shoulder, sighing. "As much as I would like nothing more, Liv needs you and so does the NYPD." Nikki let out a disappointed grunt. "Okay, you're right of course. I was just being selfish. Hey, are you comfortable with the MiB taking Calantha? I mean despite everything she's one of your people." Ellana shook her head. "She deserves her punishment, Nik. She hurt innocent humans for profit. The less said about her the better." Nikki nodded. "Alright, consider her forgotten. Have fun in Egypt and bring me back something ancient. Love you babe. See you later and take care." Bading her Lifemate farewell, Ellana hung up the communicator and left the alley, hailing a nearby yellow cab.
"JFK International Airport, sir and step on it." She told the middle aged cab driver, who flashed her warm smile. Getting in, Ellana lent into the leather seats buckling up. Watching the bustling streets shoot past her window, her thoughts immediately turned to Calantha. I doubt that she will ever see free air again. Good, I hope she enjoys my old cell. Shaking thoughts of the traitor from her mind, Ellana grinned in anticipation at feeling the warm sands of Egypt under her feet.
MiB Prison Transport #1178, State Road 5S, 10km outside Utica NY State, 21:00pm
"So this isn't the Zenobian? The one that was broken out a couple of days ago?" Asked Guard B as he scanned the dark pink skinned changeling in front of him, all chained up wearing just a yellow prison jumpsuit. In the driver's seat, the older Guard S rolled his eyes. "I would be careful who you say that around, kid. According to what they told us, it was a training exercise. But to answer your question. No this is another one, but just has dangerous." The girl flashed a cheeky wink in response. B shook his head. "Really? I'am not really seeing it, S. How is she dangerous? She looks kinda hot. " S sighed at the ignorance of his young partner. "I would wind your eyes back in, B. Why do you think they posted two male guards and no women on this detail? She can become any woman with a kiss. Strip them down and steal their identities." B felt himself curiously aroused by the very thought of hot naked women. As if she sensed his thoughts, the prisoner grinned. "Come human, get these chains off me and see just how accommodating I can be, hmm?" S hissed in frustration, taking his eyes off the road he whipped around to look through the grille. "Knock it off, changeling. Leave him alone!" Returning to the road, he only just saw the deer standing in the road but broke to soon. "Oh shit!" He cried wrenching the wheel to the right, missing the deer but causing the truck to tip into the ditch. Feeling his world up end, S felt his head strike the roof of the cab then knew only black.
Feeling an odd sense of weightlessness, Calantha blinked open her eyes taking in her surroundings. She was still in the back of the prison van, her wrists and ankles still chained to the floor but the vehicle itself lay on its side. Nearby was the unconscious human male, who was breathing shallowly. I didn't think that distraction would work. Humans really are so gullible. Seeing the glint of the keys from the guards belt, Calantha quickly snatched them up unlocking her restraints before righting herself. I need a new face and transportation. Unfortunately both these guards are both male so I will need to travel to find a suitable female. Perhaps a nearby human settlement? Pushing open the door of the prison truck, the Zenobian felt the chill of the evening bite her face. Luckily, the truck hadn't gone completely into the ditch and was visible from the road. Suddenly there came a pair of lights on the road, getting closer to her position. Shielding her eyes, Calantha smiled upon seeing the occupant was a single young female behind the wheel of a pick up truck. Perfect, I just need to get her out of the car. And I have just the thing...Getting onto the ground, she laid on her belly just another victim of a terrible accident. Closing her eyes, she waited for her moment.
Barmaid Claire Sullivan sang along to Welcome to the Jungle as she travelled down the long lonely darkened road from her home in Frankfort, to Joe's Truck Stop just outside Utica. She had unfortunately pulled the late shift just like every day this week and was feeling dog tired. And to top it all off, she had barely seen enough of her boyfriend Mitch who as luck would have it, was working nights in the Frankfort Fire Station. At 21, she was an attractive girl with rounded features, shallow cheekbones and bright blue eyes framed by long shoulder length brown hair. Claire was dressed this evening in a cropped black tank top with "Joe's Bar" stencilled in white across her small A-cup breasts nipples peaking through, that showed off her trim belly decorated with a navel piercing and blue denim skirt with brown leather cowboy boots. Over which she wore a matching leather jacket. Ugh! So not looking forward to being leered at by dirty married truckers with their brains in their dicks. I sooner it was Mitch's hands all over me. Rounding the corner, her headlamps happened upon an upturned truck in a ditch to her right. "Oh my god!" She quickly put her foot to the break, bringing her truck to a halt. Snatching her phone from the dashboard Claire got out, spotting a female figure dressed in yellow lying on her front in the trucks rear doors. She quickly slid down the ditch, approaching the prone figure.
Sighing irritably at seeing the 'no signal on her phone screen, Claire turned the woman's body over. "Don't worry, I will get help to you it's going to be ok-ugh!!" She choked as the woman's hand shot up grasping her throat, whimpering when she realised the woman wasn't human. "I know and thank you. It's good you came by, sweetling." The woman hissed in a curious accent when Claire tried to pull away but her grip was too great, paralysing her preventing her screaming. Then curiously she felt an odd sense of arousal and calm as the alien caressed the soft flesh of her neck. "You are a pretty little thing, aren't you? I will enjoy being you." With that she pulled Claire into a passionate embrace. Claire was powerless to resist returning the kiss despite her love for Mitch, before slumping unconscious in Calantha's grip with an aroused muffled squeak. Taking a shuddering breath of pleasure, Calantha grinned with her new face contemptuously flicking the unconscious woman to the side. "Claire Sullivan, 21, Barmaid. I look forward to being you." She said stripping off her prison garb.
Within five minutes, Calantha was fully dressed in Claire's clothes including a solid pink G-string thong and jewellery. Kneeling by the unconscious naked human, she ran her hands along the girls petite form finding her pleasing to the eye. Cupping her cute young A-cup breasts with puffy dark pink areolas, pert plum shaped buttocks and small clean shaven clitoris. What beautiful beguiling creatures human females are? The equal of any Mistulan or Valori. I think I will take her with me, I can have a little fun and keep her contained while I enjoy her life. After using tape from the woman's truck to bind and gag her, Calantha flung the girl over her shoulder walking over to the flatbed laying her inside before laying tarpaulin over her. Getting behind the wheel of the truck, Calantha glanced at the open road. For the first time in my life, I know true freedom. I suppose I should thank the princess and her friends for giving me this gift. One i intend to make full use of. Hearing a song called Wanderer blare out over the radio, Calantha laughed putting the truck into gear driving into the night to find her own path.
Epilogue
Saturday 22nd March 2025 10:30am MiB Headquarters, Below Battery Park, New York City
Dressed back in their iconic black suits, Agents L & M stood waiting outside Z's office for the summons that could very well see them neuralysed. "Enter." Came the curt female British accent beckoning them inside. Walking through the clear transparent door, the agents were greeted by an attractive middle aged blonde woman wearing a black suit jacket and skirt, her position as the Agency's head meant she wore no tie just a white blouse underneath."Take a seat, agents." She ordered without looking up in an even voice, the two agents shared nervous glances. Hmm? She doesn't sound angry but that's the thing with Z, you wouldn't want to play poker with her. Thought L as Z took off her spectacles, resting her hands on her desk.
"Agent's. I first would like to offer my sincerest congratulations on behalf of the entire MiB, by saving the Earth and humanity from a potential alien invasion." L glanced at M then lent back into her chair crossing her legs. "With all due respect we didn't do it alone." Z blinked surprised by the sudden interruption. "Yes, with a changeling and a rookie NYPD officer. Thanks to you we have opened tentative diplomatic contact with the Zenobian Star Kingdom. But be that as it may..." She rose up from her chair turning her back to look out across the bullpen. "...your actions Linda, have caused a huge shitshow we had to sweep up under the rug." She whipped around slamming her palms on her desk. "First, you assault three innocent young women, two of them barely out of their teens for their clothes. The FBI agent was particularly traumatised until we flashed her. Then second you along with the entire TFE munity to break out Ellana from Tartarus, leaving 6 guards hospitalised three of them naked as well. And don't get me started about the bloody university of Colombia-" M shot up angrily from her chair. "With all due respect, ma'am. It was to save innocent lives, we all joined willingly with one goal in mind; to free everyone including Rachel and bring the slavers in. What right do you have judge us from behind your desk?" Z glared at her her voice even. "I would be very careful Martha, on how you speak to me. I take my job seriously and care for humanity just as much as you do. So don't presume that you know me." Next to her, Linda scolded her with her eyes, telling her to sit down. As she retook her seat, Z sighed.
"This of course leaves me with the quandary on how to punish you. I can't have you both neuralysed since you are both heroes and you have just as many fans as detractors, so I cannot risk splitting the MiB. However, you still have to be punished Linda for your willful act of betrayal. I will spare dragging your team, especially Paddy through the mud. They followed you out of loyalty, which is an admirable trait." Linda took a deep breath. "I'am ready to receive whatever punishment you deem appropriate, ma'am." Z held out her hand. "Give me your badge..." Linda reached into her suit jacket pocket taking out her badge, which Z took. "As of this moment, I'am relinquishing you of your lead agent status in TFE operations and demoting you to the rank of Agent. You will be getting Martha back as your partner." Linda nodded sharing a glance with Martha. "I accept those terms. Who will be replacing me as lead agent, ma'am?" Z smiled slightly. "Paddy will be taking over as lead agent, so you will report to him. And in light of the situation with the Zenobian Star Kingdom, their mandate as changed." Both agents leant forwards, allowing Z to sip her water before continuing. "The MiB board of directors and I have concurred that it's too expensive to be chasing Ellana across the world, just to catch her so she can escape again later. Therefore in her capacity as Zenobian "ambassador" to earth, Princess Ellana is to be given diplomatic immunity so she can pursue her mission without interference. It will be TFE's job to make sure she toes the line and doesn't start WWIII and to keep any mention of her existence under the rug. Are we clear?" Both agents replied with a "Crystal, ma'am." Z then looked back down to her desk. "Excellent, dismissed." Without a word, the agents filed out.
Martha let out a deep relieved breath as the agents walked down towards the bullpen. "Is it my imagination, boss or did we just get off lightly?" They came to a stop, Linda leant out over the balcony taking out her phone glancing at the new picture of she and Rachel. "If it means that I get to see more of Rachel, then I will take the demotion." Leaning next to her boss, keeping her eyes off the floor Martha smiled. "Speaking of which. Nikki is taking her to see her mom, isn't she? I wonder how she will get on?" Linda laughed replacing her phone in her pocket. "Like mother like daughter, the woman is a badass. Rachel will fit right in. Now rookie, I do believe their is something you need to ask the young Vicki?" Blushing, Martha giggled. "Thanks boss, I should have done this earlier." Putting a hand on her shoulder, Linda fell into step beside her partner walking down the long winding stairs.
Sanderson Investigations Office, West 44th Street Midtown Manhattan, Same Moment
"Nikki! My darling girl how are you?" Deborah Sanderson said as she pulled her daughter into a tight embrace. "Whoa, easy there mom. I don't want to have to write you up for assaulting an officer." Nikki joked returning the hug, kissing her mum on the cheek as Rachel looked on blushing slightly. Deborah's brow furrowed when she saw the girl. "And who's this? Another "friend" of yours from college? You and Liv are doing okay right? No problems?" Nikki pulled out of the hug looking awkward. "No, no problems. In fact we're both taking our leave together going to Coney Island for the weekend to celebrate Liv's 23rd on Monday. Mom, this is Rachel Gibson. She's the daughter of a very dear friend who had been one of the victims of the Student Snatcher case, I promised her mom that I would help her recover." Deborah held her hand to her mouth. "Oh my god! I'am so sorry sweetie, how rude of me. Please come in both of you and I will make you a pot of coffee." Shaking Rachel's hand she beckoned them forward.
"So Rachel, what has Nikki told you about the type of work I do here?" Asked Deborah as she placed two steaming cups of coffee on the table before sitting opposite her on the couch." Picking up the cup, Rachel shared a nervous look at Nikki then answered. "She mentioned that you're a private detective and looking for a new assistant." Next to her Nikki took a sip of coffee, shrugging. "Well you said that you needed a new assistant to help you with your case backlog." Deborah sighed taking a measure of her coffee. "Only because the poor girl couldn't cope with the my overflowing intray." She jerked her thumb over to the huge pile of case files on her case. "It's a shame, she had real potential before the breakdown." She then turned to Rachel. "Sweetie. I'am not going to sugar coat it for you, the hours are long and we cover a range of clients; anything from jealous partners, lost cats to art thieves. Are you sure that this is what you want?" Rachel glanced at Nikki taking a determined gulp of coffee then swallowed. "Ma'am, if you asked me that before my...abduction then I would have said no but since then my ordeal my eyes have been opened. I have seen the cruelty of people first hand and I want to do all I can to stop this happening to anyone else again. So yes, it is what I want." Both Sanderson's grinned. "Excellent!" Cried Deborah. "You can start immediately and we carry on from there." Suddenly the communicator in Nikki's jeans protect, started to chime. "Sorry guys, I have to take this." Rushing out of her mom's office, she took out the device which a large E on the screen. Flicking it open she pressed the connector, grinning when she heard her Lifemates voice.
Alley off West 73rd Street, Upper West Side
"Good morning, dearest Nikki. I'am sorry if I'am intruding. How did the meeting with your mom go?" Ellana asked with the voice of April Prescott, the real young 21 year old student laying sprawled naked at her feet, her petite form emphasised by well rounded C-cup breasts with pink rose petal areolas and a full neatly trimmed golden haired clitoris. The pretty little thing with gentle features, big eyes framed with long honey blonde hair had decided to cut through a back alley on her way to college. A bad decision on her part, but lucky for me. With just a little pinch she was all mine. She was now dressed in a blue floral patterned sundress, matching sneakers, over which was a cropped denim jacket. Underneath was a white lace push up bra with matching thong, along with April's jewellery including a navel piercing. Nikki laughed. "It went great, Rachel took the job." Ellana grinned widely. "That's good to hear. She should fit right in, like mother like daughter. So you and Liv are still going on her birthday break?" Nikki nodded. "Mhm. After all we've been through I want to spend as enough time with her as possible, tied with you she's the most important thing in my life." Ellana felt warmth spread through her. "Send her my best wishes on her birthday, alright?" She could hear the smile in Nikki's voice as she continued.
"Will do, babe. So what's next for you? I assume you will be jetting off on your travels?" Ellana grinned as she dragged the unconscious naked body of April Prescott to the dumpster, tipping her over the side. "As much as I have enjoyed your beautiful city and your company, I'am ready to see the world again. Thanks partly to the MiBs records and that film you watched, The Mummy? I want to find one for myself, so I'm heading to Africa and Egypt." Nikki let out a low whistle. "Sounds romantic, babe. Are you sure you don't want a plus one?" Ellana looped April's handbag over her shoulder, sighing. "As much as I would like nothing more, Liv needs you and so does the NYPD." Nikki let out a disappointed grunt. "Okay, you're right of course. I was just being selfish. Hey, are you comfortable with the MiB taking Calantha? I mean despite everything she's one of your people." Ellana shook her head. "She deserves her punishment, Nik. She hurt innocent humans for profit. The less said about her the better." Nikki nodded. "Alright, consider her forgotten. Have fun in Egypt and bring me back something ancient. Love you babe. See you later and take care." Bading her Lifemate farewell, Ellana hung up the communicator and left the alley, hailing a nearby yellow cab.
"JFK International Airport, sir and step on it." She told the middle aged cab driver, who flashed her warm smile. Getting in, Ellana lent into the leather seats buckling up. Watching the bustling streets shoot past her window, her thoughts immediately turned to Calantha. I doubt that she will ever see free air again. Good, I hope she enjoys my old cell. Shaking thoughts of the traitor from her mind, Ellana grinned in anticipation at feeling the warm sands of Egypt under her feet.
MiB Prison Transport #1178, State Road 5S, 10km outside Utica NY State, 21:00pm
"So this isn't the Zenobian? The one that was broken out a couple of days ago?" Asked Guard B as he scanned the dark pink skinned changeling in front of him, all chained up wearing just a yellow prison jumpsuit. In the driver's seat, the older Guard S rolled his eyes. "I would be careful who you say that around, kid. According to what they told us, it was a training exercise. But to answer your question. No this is another one, but just has dangerous." The girl flashed a cheeky wink in response. B shook his head. "Really? I'am not really seeing it, S. How is she dangerous? She looks kinda hot. " S sighed at the ignorance of his young partner. "I would wind your eyes back in, B. Why do you think they posted two male guards and no women on this detail? She can become any woman with a kiss. Strip them down and steal their identities." B felt himself curiously aroused by the very thought of hot naked women. As if she sensed his thoughts, the prisoner grinned. "Come human, get these chains off me and see just how accommodating I can be, hmm?" S hissed in frustration, taking his eyes off the road he whipped around to look through the grille. "Knock it off, changeling. Leave him alone!" Returning to the road, he only just saw the deer standing in the road but broke to soon. "Oh shit!" He cried wrenching the wheel to the right, missing the deer but causing the truck to tip into the ditch. Feeling his world up end, S felt his head strike the roof of the cab then knew only black.
Feeling an odd sense of weightlessness, Calantha blinked open her eyes taking in her surroundings. She was still in the back of the prison van, her wrists and ankles still chained to the floor but the vehicle itself lay on its side. Nearby was the unconscious human male, who was breathing shallowly. I didn't think that distraction would work. Humans really are so gullible. Seeing the glint of the keys from the guards belt, Calantha quickly snatched them up unlocking her restraints before righting herself. I need a new face and transportation. Unfortunately both these guards are both male so I will need to travel to find a suitable female. Perhaps a nearby human settlement? Pushing open the door of the prison truck, the Zenobian felt the chill of the evening bite her face. Luckily, the truck hadn't gone completely into the ditch and was visible from the road. Suddenly there came a pair of lights on the road, getting closer to her position. Shielding her eyes, Calantha smiled upon seeing the occupant was a single young female behind the wheel of a pick up truck. Perfect, I just need to get her out of the car. And I have just the thing...Getting onto the ground, she laid on her belly just another victim of a terrible accident. Closing her eyes, she waited for her moment.
Barmaid Claire Sullivan sang along to Welcome to the Jungle as she travelled down the long lonely darkened road from her home in Frankfort, to Joe's Truck Stop just outside Utica. She had unfortunately pulled the late shift just like every day this week and was feeling dog tired. And to top it all off, she had barely seen enough of her boyfriend Mitch who as luck would have it, was working nights in the Frankfort Fire Station. At 21, she was an attractive girl with rounded features, shallow cheekbones and bright blue eyes framed by long shoulder length brown hair. Claire was dressed this evening in a cropped black tank top with "Joe's Bar" stencilled in white across her small A-cup breasts nipples peaking through, that showed off her trim belly decorated with a navel piercing and blue denim skirt with brown leather cowboy boots. Over which she wore a matching leather jacket. Ugh! So not looking forward to being leered at by dirty married truckers with their brains in their dicks. I sooner it was Mitch's hands all over me. Rounding the corner, her headlamps happened upon an upturned truck in a ditch to her right. "Oh my god!" She quickly put her foot to the break, bringing her truck to a halt. Snatching her phone from the dashboard Claire got out, spotting a female figure dressed in yellow lying on her front in the trucks rear doors. She quickly slid down the ditch, approaching the prone figure.
Sighing irritably at seeing the 'no signal on her phone screen, Claire turned the woman's body over. "Don't worry, I will get help to you it's going to be ok-ugh!!" She choked as the woman's hand shot up grasping her throat, whimpering when she realised the woman wasn't human. "I know and thank you. It's good you came by, sweetling." The woman hissed in a curious accent when Claire tried to pull away but her grip was too great, paralysing her preventing her screaming. Then curiously she felt an odd sense of arousal and calm as the alien caressed the soft flesh of her neck. "You are a pretty little thing, aren't you? I will enjoy being you." With that she pulled Claire into a passionate embrace. Claire was powerless to resist returning the kiss despite her love for Mitch, before slumping unconscious in Calantha's grip with an aroused muffled squeak. Taking a shuddering breath of pleasure, Calantha grinned with her new face contemptuously flicking the unconscious woman to the side. "Claire Sullivan, 21, Barmaid. I look forward to being you." She said stripping off her prison garb.
Within five minutes, Calantha was fully dressed in Claire's clothes including a solid pink G-string thong and jewellery. Kneeling by the unconscious naked human, she ran her hands along the girls petite form finding her pleasing to the eye. Cupping her cute young A-cup breasts with puffy dark pink areolas, pert plum shaped buttocks and small clean shaven clitoris. What beautiful beguiling creatures human females are? The equal of any Mistulan or Valori. I think I will take her with me, I can have a little fun and keep her contained while I enjoy her life. After using tape from the woman's truck to bind and gag her, Calantha flung the girl over her shoulder walking over to the flatbed laying her inside before laying tarpaulin over her. Getting behind the wheel of the truck, Calantha glanced at the open road. For the first time in my life, I know true freedom. I suppose I should thank the princess and her friends for giving me this gift. One i intend to make full use of. Hearing a song called Wanderer blare out over the radio, Calantha laughed putting the truck into gear driving into the night to find her own path.
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Re: Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
NEW YORK POST
BREAK IN THE SNATCHER CASE
By Piper Wright, Crime Correspondent
The Big Apple can breathe a collective sigh of relief as the FBI have reported that they have cracked the 10th Street Hoods people smuggling ring. In a press conference early this morning, Senior Agent Frank Castle revealed that in the night elements of the FBIs Organised Crime Task Force, Hostage Rescue from Quantico and the NYPD stormed the Hoods Warehouse on the Hudson River docks, rescuing over a hundred young women and men. Castle had this to say to reporters "I can reveal that at 17:00 hours yesterday evening, elements of the FBI and NYPD raided a warehouse on the Hudson river docks, without no resistance. That is when we discovered over 100 young people hidden in shipping containers. I'am thankful to say that except from minor dehydration and shock from their ordeal, the victims are expected to make a full recovery."
In what is now the most shocking case of people trafficking in US history, the 10th Street Hoods have been disbanded and arrested in sweeping raids across the city by authorities. The gangs leader, Ramon Gutierrez has been charged with people trafficking and modern slavery offences while his wife, Sofia Rizzo the daughter of one time mob boss Carmine Rizzo is currently being questioned by the FBI.
The victims are currently being reunited with their families and undergoing councilling from NYPD family liaison officers. Their names have been withheld due to legal reasons. Our thoughts are with the victims and their families, as they recover from their horrific ordeal.
BREAK IN THE SNATCHER CASE
By Piper Wright, Crime Correspondent
The Big Apple can breathe a collective sigh of relief as the FBI have reported that they have cracked the 10th Street Hoods people smuggling ring. In a press conference early this morning, Senior Agent Frank Castle revealed that in the night elements of the FBIs Organised Crime Task Force, Hostage Rescue from Quantico and the NYPD stormed the Hoods Warehouse on the Hudson River docks, rescuing over a hundred young women and men. Castle had this to say to reporters "I can reveal that at 17:00 hours yesterday evening, elements of the FBI and NYPD raided a warehouse on the Hudson river docks, without no resistance. That is when we discovered over 100 young people hidden in shipping containers. I'am thankful to say that except from minor dehydration and shock from their ordeal, the victims are expected to make a full recovery."
In what is now the most shocking case of people trafficking in US history, the 10th Street Hoods have been disbanded and arrested in sweeping raids across the city by authorities. The gangs leader, Ramon Gutierrez has been charged with people trafficking and modern slavery offences while his wife, Sofia Rizzo the daughter of one time mob boss Carmine Rizzo is currently being questioned by the FBI.
The victims are currently being reunited with their families and undergoing councilling from NYPD family liaison officers. Their names have been withheld due to legal reasons. Our thoughts are with the victims and their families, as they recover from their horrific ordeal.
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Re: Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
I have to say it from the outset, I am not really sure how I feel on the entire idea of the women being knocked out in this chapter being aliens. However, with that said the scenes are really some great knockout scenes.
First off, the scene with Janessa and Phylidda is so perfect. Love Ellana using the mesmetron on them and then two women stripping as commanded. Also love the comment ""Yeah we probably shouldn't tell our girlfriends that Ellana made hot alien chicks strip for us."
Then I love Ellana's knockout "'Thank you, ladies. You have both been a great help, now it's time for you to take a break.' She smirked swifty neck chopping the women. They let out cute grunts, collapsing to the deck unconscious simultaneously."
Also great was the T'maeve scene. Love the the idea that she was totally tricked by Ellana's disguise and turned around making it oh so easy for Ellana to give her the pinch.
The Llaiir was perfect. Love the idea of her looking back and finding her colleagues gone. Very sexy with the "Shh! Hush, girl. You look like you need a rest, my dear." comment followed by the kiss that got Llaiir aroused but quickly put her to sleep. I also love the image of the unconscious Llaiir being dragged by her ankles and pilled on top of her naked colleagues.
Also really liked the scene with T'Eleijha. Great example of a naive, young, untrained guard. She has been left by her partner and then lets Ellana walk up and neck chop her. Then love the image of her falling into Ellana's arms and the great comment "Let's get you naked, dear."
I also really liked Calantha's take out of Claire. Very sexy and love the description of Claire being powerless to resist and just returning the kiss.
And of course the whole concept on Ellana sneaking and the Shadow Guard infiltrating makes for a great action story.
Thanks for another great chapter!
First off, the scene with Janessa and Phylidda is so perfect. Love Ellana using the mesmetron on them and then two women stripping as commanded. Also love the comment ""Yeah we probably shouldn't tell our girlfriends that Ellana made hot alien chicks strip for us."
Then I love Ellana's knockout "'Thank you, ladies. You have both been a great help, now it's time for you to take a break.' She smirked swifty neck chopping the women. They let out cute grunts, collapsing to the deck unconscious simultaneously."
Also great was the T'maeve scene. Love the the idea that she was totally tricked by Ellana's disguise and turned around making it oh so easy for Ellana to give her the pinch.
The Llaiir was perfect. Love the idea of her looking back and finding her colleagues gone. Very sexy with the "Shh! Hush, girl. You look like you need a rest, my dear." comment followed by the kiss that got Llaiir aroused but quickly put her to sleep. I also love the image of the unconscious Llaiir being dragged by her ankles and pilled on top of her naked colleagues.
Also really liked the scene with T'Eleijha. Great example of a naive, young, untrained guard. She has been left by her partner and then lets Ellana walk up and neck chop her. Then love the image of her falling into Ellana's arms and the great comment "Let's get you naked, dear."
I also really liked Calantha's take out of Claire. Very sexy and love the description of Claire being powerless to resist and just returning the kiss.
And of course the whole concept on Ellana sneaking and the Shadow Guard infiltrating makes for a great action story.
Thanks for another great chapter!
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Re: Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
meditions142 wrote: Mon Sep 23, 2024 12:08 pm I have to say it from the outset, I am not really sure how I feel on the entire idea of the women being knocked out in this chapter being aliens. However, with that said the scenes are really some great knockout scenes.
First off, the scene with Janessa and Phylidda is so perfect. Love Ellana using the mesmetron on them and then two women stripping as commanded. Also love the comment ""Yeah we probably shouldn't tell our girlfriends that Ellana made hot alien chicks strip for us."
Then I love Ellana's knockout "'Thank you, ladies. You have both been a great help, now it's time for you to take a break.' She smirked swifty neck chopping the women. They let out cute grunts, collapsing to the deck unconscious simultaneously."
Also great was the T'maeve scene. Love the the idea that she was totally tricked by Ellana's disguise and turned around making it oh so easy for Ellana to give her the pinch.
The Llaiir was perfect. Love the idea of her looking back and finding her colleagues gone. Very sexy with the "Shh! Hush, girl. You look like you need a rest, my dear." comment followed by the kiss that got Llaiir aroused but quickly put her to sleep. I also love the image of the unconscious Llaiir being dragged by her ankles and pilled on top of her naked colleagues.
Also really liked the scene with T'Eleijha. Great example of a naive, young, untrained guard. She has been left by her partner and then lets Ellana walk up and neck chop her. Then love the image of her falling into Ellana's arms and the great comment "Let's get you naked, dear."
I also really liked Calantha's take out of Claire. Very sexy and love the description of Claire being powerless to resist and just returning the kiss.
And of course the whole concept on Ellana sneaking and the Shadow Guard infiltrating makes for a great action story.
Thanks for another great chapter!
Thanks my friend, I'am glad you enjoyed the story. As with the simulation story it was a gamble to have human on alien uniform stealing but I'am pleased with how the story turned out and with the positive responses.
I have to credit Arc with the concept of the mesmetron as we both discussed at length on what sort of signature device we wanted the Corporation to utilise. When we decided that the Corporation itself would be more of a band of ruthless slavers, the concept of the mesmetron, a mind controlling device was a natural fit. And what's fun is that the bad guys get a taste of their own medicine. On the whole, that was one of my favourite sequences to write as we see that while the aliens may find the humans beguiling, the reverse is also true and it was fun to develop the friendship between Nikki and Martha.
Thanks, when I wrote Phylidda and Janessa's knockout I wanted there to be shades of the double knockout of the waitresses in Mafia Part 1 but under a different context.
Indeed, I think Ellana took Calantha off so perfectly that T'Maeve didn't stand a chance and all she needed to do was turn around, present her neck and Ellana's skills did the rest. Then she as the indignity of being stripped for her trouble, so the unconscious Rachel as something to wear.
I wanted to introduce the Shadow Guard as badass special forces outfit that are quite different from Ellana and their counterparts in the Xenoanthropological Society who specialise in stealth and disguises, not scientific discovery. It's another of my favourite USB tropes of a group of women, being taken down so stealthily that their leader as no idea that they are gone. And when they do its too late. Besides, I couldn't agree more the thought of Llaiir being in a naked bodypile with the rest of her colleagues is an arousing one.
Out of all of our heroines victims, you have to feel for poor T'Eleijha. A young naive, barely trained guard left vulnerable by her colleagues departure and in a state of panic, T'Eleijha was easy pickings for Ellana who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time ( or right place right time, from Ellana's POV.)
When I was writing Calantha's scene, I decided that because of the positive feedback i got from her introduction and the manner of her capture, that she deserved a chance at freedom and to open up possibilities for her in the future. In the case of Claire it was a case of one good turn deserves a another and I had to make it as sexy as possible. The poor girl couldn't scream or move thanks to Calantha, who is just strong as Ellana. I decided to go for the kiss so that in one form or another all the series signature takedowns could be featured. I'am glad it turned out well and out of all the scenes in the story, this is arguably my favourite.
Calantha is quite a different character from Ellana in the sense that she has a fascination with humans, on a more intimate level than Ellana. That amongst the Zenobians, who usually don't have sexual urges, Calantha is a very odd duck indeed.
You're very welcome and I appreciate the kind words of support, my friend. I have quite a lot planned for the future of the series, including possible spin offs and the continuation of the saga. Including going into more detail on the Shadow Guard and on Zenobian history itself. When Arc gets back from his break, I look forward to working with him to bring these concepts to the board.
For the moment, I have one more story in the saga to write with Ellana's next destination being Africa a place that hasn't featured much in USB. And then I will take a small break from the series to post some one shot stories that have been a long time in the planning.
I'am looking forward to bringing these stories to the board and to the future!
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Re: Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
Stormtrooper1990 wrote: Mon Sep 23, 2024 1:00 pm
Out of all of our heroines victims, you have to feel for poor T'Eleijha. A young naive, barely trained guard left vulnerable by her colleagues departure and in a state of panic, T'Eleijha was easy pickings for Ellana who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time ( or right place right time, from Ellana's POV.)
For the moment, I have one more story in the saga to write with Ellana's next destination being Africa a place that hasn't featured much in USB. And then I will take a small break from the series to post some one shot stories that have been a long time in the planning.
I think the T'Eleijha scene has to be my favorite. It is the perfect scene of a totally outmatched guard. She is fooled by the uniforms and Ellana just walks up to her and gives her a neck chop. It is good to see that Mistulans also have those special spots on their necks!
Looking forward to more stories. Actually definitely looking forward to seeing some of the one shot stories. As fun as the Ellana saga is, something different will be fun!
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Re: Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
meditions142 wrote: Mon Sep 23, 2024 1:16 pmStormtrooper1990 wrote: Mon Sep 23, 2024 1:00 pm
Out of all of our heroines victims, you have to feel for poor T'Eleijha. A young naive, barely trained guard left vulnerable by her colleagues departure and in a state of panic, T'Eleijha was easy pickings for Ellana who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time ( or right place right time, from Ellana's POV.)
For the moment, I have one more story in the saga to write with Ellana's next destination being Africa a place that hasn't featured much in USB. And then I will take a small break from the series to post some one shot stories that have been a long time in the planning.
I think the T'Eleijha scene has to be my favorite. It is the perfect scene of a totally outmatched guard. She is fooled by the uniforms and Ellana just walks up to her and gives her a neck chop. It is good to see that Mistulans also have those special spots on their necks!
Looking forward to more stories. Actually definitely looking forward to seeing some of the one shot stories. As fun as the Ellana saga is, something different will be fun!
Glad to hear it, T'Eleijha may have even been so confused by seeing the 3 humans disguised as Valori soldiers, being led seemingly by young human( our girl still wearing Rachel) that this gave Ellana the opening she needed to advance on her and put her down with a skilled neckchop. Definitely, that despite being human looking Mistulans still have that sweet spot on their necks. After all I like to think its universal no matter what galaxy you're from.
Yeah, I didn't realise that I have been writing Ellana's stories for almost a year and she has become a big part of my life, helping me get over a particularly rough patch. But I'am definitely ready to give her and the gang a break for a bit, they have definitely earned it.
I can reveal that most of these stories will be of the lethal variety, with a couple returning to WW2 and one based during the Great War, which will be a mixture of both along with video game adaptations. But I will also drop in a few non lethal stories as well, also based on my favourite games so I can keep things balanced and present as much variation in the Stormywood library as possible.
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Re: Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
It is so very helpful that that sweat spot is there. Whether pinched or chopped, a skilled infiltrator can use it to send a woman to dreamland and ready to involuntarily donate her uniform.Stormtrooper1990 wrote: Mon Sep 23, 2024 1:33 pm
Definitely, that despite being human looking Mistulans still have that sweet spot on their necks. After all I like to think its universal no matter what galaxy you're from.
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Re: Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
meditions142 wrote: Mon Sep 23, 2024 3:12 pmIt is so very helpful that that sweat spot is there. Whether pinched or chopped, a skilled infiltrator can use it to send a woman to dreamland and ready to involuntarily donate her uniform.Stormtrooper1990 wrote: Mon Sep 23, 2024 1:33 pm
Definitely, that despite being human looking Mistulans still have that sweet spot on their necks. After all I like to think its universal no matter what galaxy you're from.
Indeed, whether their Mistulan, Valorian or humans they all have that sweet spot and skilled infiltrators like Ellana can readily exploit that. Unfortunately for the victim, she will end up in sleepyland and very naked to boot.
Personally, I'am quite partial to the neck pinch myself.
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Re: Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt 4 Fortunes End
I am quite partial to the pinch too! There is something so incredibly elegant about a skilled attacker being able to just squeeze the right spot on a woman's neck to put her to sleep.Stormtrooper1990 wrote: Mon Sep 23, 2024 3:24 pm
Personally, I'am quite partial to the neck pinch myself.
