Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity:- Chapter 33 On Human Palaces Pt 5 Buckingham Palace

[Stormtrooper1990]

My morning spent investigating crime & punishment in the United Kingdom had been both rewarding and informative, I had even gotten my worst enemies out of trouble. Something I still remind them of from time to time. But for the afternoon, I turned my attention to Buckingham Palace the home of the British royal family, the Windsors. Coming from royalty myself, I was looking forward to meeting a King of humanity. What I would discover didn't disappoint me. In the guise of Canadian student tourist Tara Gladehall, I stood at the gates of Buckingham Palace looking for a suitable entry point. Unaware of course that my headstart was all but gone...


Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society


Outside the gates of Buckingham Palace, London, 14:26pm Monday 7th September 2024



Passing a group of American tourists taking pictures of the grand white facade, Ellana reached the gates of Buckingham palace scanning for a suitable entry point has a smartly dressed royal guard wearing a red buttoned jacket, black trousers and a ridiculously tall black fur hat, his rifle held at parade rest stared straight ahead. Well there's no way I'am getting through here perhaps around the back? At least their guards are alert. He reminds me of Kremm
and the Royal Guards back home who guard the Royal Palace. They have the same stoicism. Hmm? I wonder what will make him move. Even if it's just a twitch. Or a smile... She started by making faces at him sticking her tongue but he remained impassive. Next she waved in his face, snapping her fingers but still not even a blink. Then she turned away before yelling "Whoa!" which only elicited giggles from a crowd of young tourists. "It's no good, honey. We've been trying all morning but he doesn't even scratch his nose." Said a young American brunette. So he's playing hard to get? Well, I'll see about that. Ellana fixed the man a stare. "A guard says what?" She said sweetly the guards brow furrowing with confusion. "What, ugh!?" The man scowled as Ellana pointing laughing. "Ha! Got you! Works every time!" From the behind her the brunette joined in. "Oh you got him to speak, hah!" Walking away, Ellana could have sworn she heard the guard swear. "Damn it!"


Making her way around to the back of the palace, Ellana noticed a small gap in the fence just wide enough for her to squeeze through. Taking a deep breath nevertheless, Ellana maneuvered her way through the bars emerging into a small cobbled square with an outbuilding with piles of straw outside. Moving low and quickly she approached the building, which turned out to be a stables. Ah horses? I haven't rode a horse since the equestrian in the Paris Olympics. It will be good to ride again. I just need a suitable female form. From a nearby open pen, Ellana could hear the sound of brushing she inched closer to the source. It was a young female soldier brushing a majestic black mare. She will do, I just need a closer look She was an attractive girl, with heart shaped features, high cheekbones and big blue doe shaped eyes. Her dark brown hair tied into a bun. She was wearing a uniform of green jacket with a single white chevron on her right sleeve, lighter green jodhpurs and black knee high jackboots. Underwhich was a beige shirt, cinched at the throat with a green tie. A chrome plating conical helmet with a red and white plume rested on a crate. The outfit hugged her lean athletic figure well. Time to relieve you of your uniform dear. Ellana thought as she crept towards the unsuspecting soldier.


"There, there girl. We both have to look our best for His Majesty, he will be here in thirty minutes." Lance Corporal Georgina Nicholson cooed to her horse, Raven brushing her down. She whinnied in response. "Such a c!ever girl aren't you, definitely much smarter than most men I have met." There is nowhere I would rather be than here. Not even on the front lines. Suddenly, Raven become deathly quiet looking over Georgina's shoulder. "What's the matter, girl? As something spooked yo-mmph?!" Georgina felt a slender hand clamp around her mouth followed by a another around her slender neck. "Shh! Allow me me to relieve you, soldier." Came a female Canadian accent that hissed in her ear as she felt a tight pinch to the vulnerable nerve clusters either side of her throat. The corporal let out a muffled aroused squeak as she slumped unconscious in her attackers arms, eyes rolling to the back of her head. Lowering the unconscious soldier to the floor of the stable, Ellana put her finger to her mouth at the horse who watched her mistresses struggles with indifference. "There's a good girl. I don't usually do this with an audience so consider yourself lucky."



Stripping off the clothing she had taken from Tara Gladehall, Ellana took the unconscious soldier into her arms assuming her appearance with a kiss as she loosened the woman's bun. "Lance Corporal Georgina Nicholson, 23, Household Calvary. She much prefers ceremonial duties to front line service. Her shooting isn't the best and she would rather look after the horses then be forced to shoot someone." Ellana adopted Georgina's bun then pulled off her jackboots along with her socks before unbuttoning her uniform jacket, slipping it from her shoulders. Working out the tie from the shoulders neck, she unbuttoned the corporal's blouse taking in a hint of B-cup breasts covered by a white lace trim cropped camisole. Unfastening Georgina's jodhpurs, Ellana worked them off her hips peeling them down her toned legs then whipped off the matching bikini cut shorts that protected her modesty; a small clitoris decorated with a trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair. Putting on the underwear, Ellana held up the arms of the half naked Georgina sliding up her camisole admiring her small but buoyant breasts with dark pink circular areolas, as she let the naked soldier flop back down onto the stable floor with a thud. After she got dressed in Georgina's uniform, Ellana tore up Tara's halter top binding and gagging the toned naked soldier then dragging the woman by her ankles towards a pile of hay she concealed her inside along with the remains of the tourists clothes.


As soon as she was finished concealing the discarded clothes, Ellana heard footsteps from behind her. She turned to see a middle aged man dressed in a similar green uniform, but with three chevrons pointing down with a crown above them on his jacket. His conical helmet pulled low on his head. "Corporal? You better get on your horse and strap on that helmet on the double. The King is arriving via the royal carriage soon and wishes to inspect the calvary." Using Georgina's memories Ellana flashed him a parade salute. "Yes, Sergeant Major sir!" The man returned the salute before he turned mounting his horse in the next bag. Snatching up Georgina's helmet, Ellana strapped it on then mounted Raven. Damn this thing is heavy. Reminds me of those helmets those French guards wore. Allowing the sergeant major to leave Ellana followed him out of the stable.


Outside Scotland Yard The Same Moment


Back in their black suits, Agents L & M walked out of the doors of Scotland Yard approaching Agent P who had emerged from the tech van. "Well aren't you two a sight for sore eyes. How was twenty questions with the Brits? Unlike some we have actually been busy." He beamed as M shot him an annoyed look. L shook her head smiling. "Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, Paddy. So what's the latest?" Crossing his arms he filled them in. "Well, Ellana left us a hell of a mess to clean up at the Old Bailey. A couple of lawyers on top of that Forensic Scientist. We have just finished neuralysing Ellana's latest victim, a Ms Tara Gladehall of Ottawa. During our questioning, she told us she was looking for Buckingham Palace. Then with a little bit of N's magic he tracked her cell phone and confirmed it." L punched her hand grinning as M remained quiet. "Then that's where we are headed. Thanks Paddy and give N our regards as well." P nodded then pulled them aside. " Look guys, good luck in there. You will be on your own in the palace. So we can't have another screw up like this morning, okay?" He said with concern as L laid a hand on his shoulder chuckling. " With Ellana nothing is ever simple but we appreciate the concern, nevertheless." Nodding the ginger agent bid them farewell as they parted. Reaching their sedan L was just about to open the driver side door, when M cleared her throat. "Not so fast, boss. We need to talk. Now."


Sighing L lent over the roof of the car. "Rookie. I suppose this is about P and I? About what you saw this morning?" M shook her blonde head. "Don't rookie me, Linda. And it isn't just about you and Paddy. You have been on my back since Kuala Lumpur and even before that. Why, huh? What's the deal?" L let out a deep breath. " You and V. Look, Martha. If V was a field agent then I wouldn't approve, hell I would even tell you to break it off. Your lucky all she does is write dossiers." Shaking with anger, M walked the sedan rounding on her boss. "How can you say that? Look at you and P, he's field. What gives you the right to decide who I choose to love?" Unfazed L fixed her with an unblinking stare. "Do you know how long you have known Patrick, hm?" M shook her head. "15 years. We fell in love shortly after I recruited him in Boston. He's a good man and he risks his career to make sure Z doesn't hear of our SNAFU's during our Ellana hunt. Do you think I like the fact that he risks getting flashed by the higher ups because he loves me and covers up every damn thing we do?" M gritted her teeth shaking her head. "You said it yourself! That's because he loves you. That's what love is all about. You know boss? If I didn't know any better, I think you admire Ellana because deep down she has more freedom then either of us will ever have." Sucking air through her teeth L looked away from her. "You don't have be right to judge me, rookie. I have sacrificed more than you know..." With that she got into the sedan slamming the door. "...end of discussion. Now get in." She said with menace. Sensing an end to the conversation, M through our her arms then got into the passenger side. Gunning the engine, they drove to the Palace in silence.


Outside Buckingham Palace 14:40pm


Parking their sedan in the isolated rear of the palace, the agents searched for a gap in the wrought iron fence. "Here we are rookie. Give me a boost, then you can squeeze right on through." In silence M just nodded as she crouched cupping her hands together, boosting L though effortlessly as she landed behind the bushes. Turning she gestured for M to follow with a beckoning hand. Letting out a short sigh the young blonde agent took a deep breath as she tried to manoeuvre through the small gap. It was then she felt a small snag, M turned in horror to see just like in Kuala Lumpur her jacket had become snagged on a loose piece of railing. "Oh shit! Not again, you motherfucker!" She hissed as she tried to free herself as L put her head in her hand shaking it, letting out a frustrated sigh. With all her strength M pulled herself loose hearing the sickening sound of her suit jacket coming apart at the seems. "For god's sake! It just figures I get all the bad luck!" She cursed pulling the now destroyed jacket off the railing before the sound of marching feet from behind caused her to turn. Rolling her eyes, L pulled her into the bushes crouched. "What's the matter with you, rookie. You itching for us to get caught, again?" She hissed as she pointed to the source.


A platoon of red dressed Grenadier guards came marching past the bushes on the way to the front gates. Wearing the distinctive red jacket help up by a white belt with matching gloves, black trousers and knee high jackboots. Tall black bearskin hats pulled low. Ceremonial SA80A2 assault held at parade rest. Next to L, M sighed. "Well at least it's not cops this time." The veteran agent shushed her as she pointed to two young attractive guardswomen trailing the pack at the rear. "There our ticket in. We grab them quickly and steal their uniforms. If we are quick enough they won't be noticed missing." Unsure but deferring to her bosses judgement, M readied herself. As soon as the trailing guardswomen reached their bushes, the two agents pounced.


Too focused on their marching to the front gates, Grenadiers Stella Woolley and Emma Parkinson didn't see the attack coming. Stella felt a strong arm snake around her neck followed by a hand on the back of her hand pressing forwards, she let out a low rattle as she was drawn into the bushes. At the same moment a hand pressed around Emma's mouth muffling her cry as she was dragged into the bushes, her struggles ended by a swift punch to her face. The last thing she heard as she lost consciousness was a " Sorry, nothing personal..." From her attacker. "Come on rookie. We need to be quick about this." L said as she laid the unconscious Stella at her feet, stripping out of her suit.


"Why is it the women I always rob are a size smaller than me. Ugh! This is not my day!" M grumbled as she struggled with the top button of her stolen uniform jacket. " Are you finished, rookie? Because we have a job to do." L replied impassively as she pulled on Stella's gloves before donning the bearskin. They were standing over the scantily clad unconscious Grenadiers Stella Woolley and Emma Parkinson, who were bound with zip ties gagged with the agents ties. Both wearing only their standard issue black cropped vests and matching hipster shorts. Samantha had rounded features crowned with light brown pixie cut hair, C-cup breasts straining under her vest, while Emma's petite, athletic form had diamond shaped features with short ash blonde hair tied into a curled ponytail. Once they were fully dressed the agents shouldered their stolen rifles emerging from the bushes, quickly rejoining the marching platoon as they rounded into the parade ground.


Buckingham Palace Parade Grounds 14:45pm


Sitting astride her horse amongst the line of cavalrymen, Ellana hummed along to the rousing sound played out by a grenadier guard marching band finding the music stirring. This reminds me of a similar ceremony the Royal Guard perform when we reenter the Royal Palace back home. I almost feel like I'am back on the Grand Promenade before the palace. She turned to see a platoon of Grenadiers march around the corner of the place, to come to a full stop beside the entrance with a snap of their heels. Impressive, most impressive. They could give the Royal Guard a run for their money. If Kremm were here he would be envious. It was then the large wrought iron gates, the Windsor coat of arms flashed proudly on the front swung open and through them trundled a magnificently gilded royal coach pulling by four chestnut mares. Ellana joined the cavalrymen in a salute as the coach drove past, a single gloved hand from an elderly man in uniform waved from the open window, the anthem reaching a crescendo. That's it, a hand? But I came all this way to see him in the flesh. Well, the first chance I get I will infiltrate the palace. As soon as the king's carriage had reached the front steps the band had finished playing and Ellana's troop began to trot off in the direction of the stables. Making sure to hang back to the rear of the pack, Ellana patted Raven's flank directing the horse to the side of the palace. Saying a farewell to the noble creature, Ellana crouched low looking for an open window.


Buckingham Palace Ground Floor West Wing 14:55pm


After five minutes of searching Ellana got lucky. Creeping up to the window she peered inside grinning at her luck. There was a pretty young human female dusting a large wooden cabinet with her back to the window. Her petite slim form graced by a navy blazer with gold thread, the initials CIIIR stitched on the left breast, matching knee high skirt and black pumps. Catching her reflection in a mirror on the mantle, Ellana could she was an attractive girl with soft rounded freckled features, gentle cheekbones and piercing emerald eyes. Her flame coloured hair tied into a sensible knot. She looks like a maid. Perfect, nobody questions the help. I should be able to find the King dressed like her. Not standing on ceremony she hopped through the window.


Teagan Forbes hummed along to The British Grenadiers as she dusted the large oak cabinet. Another day in the best job in the world. Rubbing shoulders with royalty and admiring all those handsome boys in red. I really couldn't ask for better. Then a large thud from beyond her caused her to turn around suddenly. There was a young pretty brunette corporal from the Household Cavalry in front of her who quickly rose from her crouch with a smirk, advancing on the maid her right hand raised like a blade. "Wait, what you are doi-ugh?!!" Teagan didn't see the blow to the right side of her neck coming. She let out a confused pained squeak as she collapsed unconscious into Ellana's waiting arms. "Sorry, sweet maid. I have an urgent need to meet your King." She quipped in the maids ear lowering her body to the floor.


Stripping out of the cavalry uniform, Ellana knelt by the unconscious girl assuming her form with a kiss as she loosened her knot. "Teagan Forbes, 21, Buckingham Palace Maid. She started working at the palace a couple of years, during the final year of Queen Elizabeth II's reign but still had great respect for the late monarch. Who said to Teagan she was a fine young lady." Ellana copied Teagan's hairstyle before pulling off her shoes and unbuttoning her blazer. Unfolding the garment she slipped it from Teagan's shoulders revealing small freckled A-cup breasts covered by a black lace bra. Rolling the girl onto her side, Ellana unclasped her bra admiring her cute little breasts with slightly pointed puffy pink areolas then unzipped her skirt from the rear. Once she had fastened on the maids bra Ellana peeled her skirt off her hips down her legs exposing a small plum shaped buttocks protected by a matching thong with stockings and suspenders. Starting with the stockings, Ellana unclipped them from the belt rolling them down Teagan's legs one at a time then whipped off the thong affording Ellana a glimpse of the maids full pink clitoris crowned with a trimmed flame coloured triangle of hair. Finally off came the belt. After pulling on the lingerie, she got dressed in the rest of the maids uniform. Fully dressed, Ellana tore up strips of Georgina's shirt binding the maids petite naked form gagging her with the day then picking her up under her shoulders, stashing her inside the cabinet along with the calvary uniform. Taking up the fallen feather duster, Ellana left the room. Time to find the King! She thought barely containing her anticipation.


As she spent the last ten minutes searching for the stairs that led up to the second floor and the kings study, which according to Teagan's memories where the monarch would be residing, Ellana came to two young women leaning against the wall near the kitchens deep in conversation. One was a strikingly beautiful woman of Indian descent with tanned angular features, sculptured cheekbones and almond shaped brown eyes. Her long jet black hair braided into a long ponytail. While the other was a pretty blonde. Both were dressed in red blazers with a matching tie and white blouses underneath, black trousers with red piping and black laced sensible shoes. Both women were suitable forms to acquire. Pretending to dust a painting of an old English king with a pointed goatee beard, Ellana eavesdropped on their conversation.


"I'am so looking forward to serving His Majesty his dinner, Mary. He's quite the talkative one just like His dear mum." Sunita Kapoor said as leaned against the wall. "Well, you are lucky he kept you on after the Queens death. He must have recognised your service to her." Mary replied smiling as her friend Sunita nodded gravely. "I just hope that I stay his server for a long time. What with the cancer diagnosis and everything." The blonde laid a hand on Sunita's shoulder. "Don't worry about it. The Windsors are an hearty lot. I'am sure that the King will be with be with us for a good long spell. You'll see." Sunita beamed reassured at her friends words. "Thanks, Mary. I needed that, well I better get down to the kitchens the cook should be nearly be finished with the King's dinner. And you know how much he's a stickler for punctuality." Bading her friend farewell, Sunita turned walking towards the kitchens. As she rounded into the deserted connecting corridor, Sunita walked past a broom cupboard when she suddenly felt a hand clamp around her mouth to muffle her cries of surprise, followed by another grasping her throat. "Shh! Don't worry my dear Sunita." A young woman's voice hissed in her ear as she whimpered in fear. "You should take a break and let me take the King his dinner instead..." Sunita then felt a sharp pain from both sides of her throat as she was pinched at her vulnerable points. Letting out a brief muffled squeak, she slumped unconscious into her mysterious attackers arms as she was dragged into the waiting broom cupboard.


Shedding Teagan's clothing, Ellana took the unconscious Sunita into her arms planting a kiss on her pouty lips, feeling her breasts swell as she assumed the woman's appearance. "Sunita Kapoor, 26, Personal Server to King Charles III. She was the personal server to Elizabeth II for the final two years of her reign before she passed. In that time the old Queen imparted to her a secret, one that she made her swear not to tell anyone else. Sunita know proudly serves King Charles but is worried about his health." Ellana unwound the woman's braid adopting Sunita's ponytail before stripping off her blazer then unclipping her tie. She then unbuttoned the servers blouse revealing a hint of C-cup breasts enveloped by a blue pastel underwired bra. After unlacing Sunita's shoes pulling them off along with her socks, Ellana unfastened the woman's trousers working them free of her hips peeling them down her long tanned legs before whipping off the matching tanga thong from between Sunita's legs exposing a small womanhood topped with a trimmed strip of jet black pubic hair. Pulling up the stolen underwear, Ellana removed the server's blouse then unclasped her bra from the front folding it out to get a glimpse of lush breasts with circular perky dark brown areolas. Letting Sunita's naked body flop back down onto the floor of the broom cupboard, Ellana put on her bra then dressed in her uniform. When she was finished buttoning up the blouse, Ellana found some duct tape on a shelf taping up the girls wrists, ankles and gagging her then dragged her naked form deeper behind a row of floor cleaner. Exiting the cupboard, Ellana used Sunita's memories to guide her to the kitchens.



The Parade Ground 15:10pm


L glanced at M next to her, wondering the same as she was. Just how were they going to get out of this parade to begin their search for Ellana. It didn't help matters that a gruff square jawed Colour Sergeant was inspecting the line of troops and was nearing their position. Damn. He reminds me of my old Gunny from Camp Pendleton, he used to have recruits wetting themselves out of fear before he even spoke. As soon as the sergeant reached them his eyes widened face turning flush from anger. "What in God's bollocks is this, Grenadiers! Why are both your collars unbuttoned! What are you? Coldstream Guards! Get them buttoned up! Get a move on! Chop chop!" As the two agents buttoned up the collars on their stolen uniforms, the sergeant wasn't finished with them yet. "So what to you have to say for yourselves ladies!? Why this lapse in standards, hm!?" And an hard ass too. Who would've thought? The two women glanced at each other knowing that as soon as they opened their mouths, they would be finished. L just returned his 1000 yard stare. When he received no answer, the sergeant let out an impatient huff his face getting even more redder. "What's the matter ladies?! Cat got both your useless tongues?! Answer me!" He spat as three guardsmen, two men and a woman approached the line. "Excuse me, Colour Sergeant sir!" The woman along with her fellows snapped off parade ground salutes. "What?! Can't you see I'am in the middle of an inspection here, guardsmen!" He snarled rounding on the soldiers, the three remaining professional despite the mans anger. "Yes sir! But we have a situation. A couple of gardeners have just found two female guards unconscious in the bushes, they have been...stripped sir." The sergeant blinked turning back towards the agents, recognition dawning on his red face. Unable to contain herself M let out a sigh. "Oh balls!" She cursed in her thick Texan accent next to her L pinched her nose before cuffing the rookie upside the head. The sergeant grinned an evil smile. "Infiltrators? And Americans to boot. Arrest them!"


The Kings Study 3rd Floor 15:20pm


Standing by the door tea tray in hand, Ellana knocked twice on the huge wooden double doors feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness something she had always felt whenever she greeted dignitaries back home. I wonder if he's a military leader like father? The sound of the door opening snapped her back into the present. "Ah, Sunita. There you are. Was the chef running a little bit late?" Ellana nodded as she was let through by a middle aged bald human male dressed in a similar uniform to hers. Wheeling the tray through the large brightly lit cavernous room, she came closer to an elderly man wearing a beige military uniform with bright blue eyes and long gaunt features reading a newspaper. Hearing the tray squeaking off the floor, King Charles III looked up a smile danced across his patrician features. "My dear Sunita, good to see you. What is it today, hm? Not more roast beef I trust?" He asked in a slow deliberate voice. Ellana felt honoured to be in his presence. "Just a nice warm tomato soup for starters with bangers and mash, your Majesty. With a glass of ice cold spring water." Ellana said as she curtseyed in the traditional Zenobian manner before setting the meal on the table in front of the King. "Ah more Iron and fibre to keep my strength up. My doctors have been feeding me nothing else." He joked as Ellana poured out the water with a smile. He's just like father. Kings are kings the galaxy over. As she stood back allowing the king to eat, a question came to her. "Begging your pardon your majesty. Are the commander in chief of the military?" Charles chuckled as he took a sip of his soup. "Oh no. But I'am head of the Church of England." Ellana's brow furrowed, her curiousity piqued. "What's that? Are some sort of high priest too?" Charles shook his head smiling. "That's a very good question my dear." That was then the butler who had let her in walked towards them.


He lent into the King's ear. "Begging Your Majesty's pardon but we've had a security breach two female intruders, impersonating grenadier guards. They have been caught of course but your guard as advised that you be secured to your safe room for your protection." Charles let out a frustrated sigh, throwing down his napkin. "God damned impertinence! And during my dinner too. Well lead on Harry. Sunita..." He turned to Ellana who flashed him a smile. "...thank you for dinner but it looks like you should take your leave, my dear." Curtseying Ellana bade the King farewell. Those two amateurs. Will they ever get their disguises right? Perhaps I should give them some pointers? No that won't work. Besides it's fun to see them fail. Right now I need a new face and to take my leave. Ellana grinned as she left the King's study.


Buckingham Palace 2nd Floor 15:32pm


Coming to the second floor landing Ellana noticed a young pretty female coming up the stairs from her left. The woman turned flashing her a quick smile as she trotted to a women's bathroom. Ellana returning the smile all the while appraising her. She was an attractive specimen with smooth rounded features and bright hazel eyes. Her honey blonde hair tied into a ponytail. Her slim petite figure was hugged by a grey waistcoat with a white blouse underneath and red silk scarf tied around her slender neck, black knee length skirt with red piping down the sides and sensible pumps. Hmm? According to Sunita's memories she's a tour guide. Perhaps I could use that to my advantage. Anyhow, she will do quite nicely. Grinning Ellana followed the woman into the ladies bathroom.



Tour guide Madeline Hartwell sighed with relief as she emptied the contents of her full bladder, her red g-string thong down around her ankles along with her skirt exposing a small clitoris crowned with a trimmed strip of honey blonde hair. I really need this. I have that Columbia University tour party from the states in five minutes and nothing drives me to distraction more then a load of ignorant American students. The sound of the bathroom door opening drew her attention. "Sorry, it's occupied. Give me second, I will be right out." She said to the shadow beyond the door feeling the last of her wee leave her pussy. Wiping herself down, Madeleine made herself decent before flushing the toilet. "Here it's all yours-ugh!!" Madeline didn't see the blow to the side of her neck coming as soon as left the cubicle. Letting out a short pained yelp, the young tour guide fell sideways into Ellana's waiting arms. Smiling Ellana dragged her into the cubicle. "You needn't bother, dear. I will be taking everything you have anyway." She quipped as she deposited Madeline's unconscious body into the toilet bowl, closing the cubicle door.


Straddling the unconscious woman on the toilet bowl, Ellana stripped off Sunita's uniform before assuming the tour guides form with a kiss loosening her scrunchie. "Madeline Hartwell, 28, Buckingham Palace Tour Guide. She's a married woman with no children but is having an affair with one of the footmen, who's also married and slightly older than her. The fancy underwear she's wearing is a gift from her lover and they are very much in love. The couple have made out in most of the cupboards in the palace." Ellana adopted Madeline's ponytail then removed her scarf before slipping off her waistcoat. Unbuttoning her blouse revealing a red lace baby doll that barely covered her B-cup breasts. After pulling off the tour guides shoes, Ellana unzipped her skirt from the rear working it off her hips and down her legs then whipped off her matching g-string thong exposing her cute womanhood. Putting on the scant garment, Ellana again straddled the half naked Madeline holding up her arms sliding the babydoll up over her head admiring the woman's lush B-cup breasts with rose petal pink perky areolas. Donning the lace underwear, Ellana quickly dressed in Madeline's uniform tearing up Sunita's shirt binding and gagging the attractive naked form of the tour guide. With the woman secured, Ellana picked the naked woman under her shoulders dragging her from the cubicle into the attendants cupboard, stashing her inside along with Sunita's uniform. Closing the door on the limp bound naked Madeline, Ellana swept from the bathroom using her memories to find her tour group.


Buckingham Palace Ground Floor 15:45pm


As soon as she reached Madeline's tour group Ellana noticed the group of young humans being shepherded out by red clad palace guards. Deciding to hang back around the corner, Ellana heard a conversation between a male guard with two chevrons on his sleeve and a middle aged American woman with mousy brown hair and glasses. "Excuse me sir! We are missing all but one of mine Scarlett Tamayura. We should wait for her." The guard let out an impatient sigh. "Look, madam. I have my orders to evacuate all non essentials and tourists from the residence on account of a security breach. If she's in the palace we will find her." The little American women stamped her feet in frustration. "And I have a duty of care to my students. We have to wait for her." Ellana felt a tap at her shoulder, she turned to see a pretty young girl with diamond shaped features, high cheekbones and slanted brown eyes framed by a curtain of long silky dark brown hair. "Excuse me? Are you staff? What's going on?" Ellana sized her up, she was wearing a blue checkered flannel shirt, a hint of a pastel pink camisole underneath, belted blue skinny jeans and red laced converse trainers. Around her neck was a kanji necklace and her ears were pierced with studs. She must be Scarlett Tamayura. An exquisite girl. She's my ticket out of here.


Noticing a broom cupboard behind the girl, Ellana reacted quickly. She clamped a hand around the girl's mouth pinning the terrified confused girl to the wall, muffling her cries from those around the corner caressing the soft flesh of her neck. The girl let out a muffled purr of arousal as Ellana's pheromones calmed and aroused her. Then clasping her hand around her throat, Ellana pinched the vulnerable nerve clusters either side of Scarlett's neck. The girl let out a low moan of arousal, slumping unconscious in Ellana's grip. "There, there girl. Nothings going on that need concern you, sleep." She whispered into Scarlett's ear as she dragged the girl under her shoulders into the waiting broom cupboard.


Laying the unconscious student on the floor of the broom cupboard, Ellana quickly shed the uniform she had taken from Madeline before kneeling beside the girl. Taking her up into her arms, Ellana planted a kiss on her young lips as she felt her form shift. "Scarlett Tamayura, 20, History Student Columbia University. Wow that's interesting, she once had a one night stand with Nikki back in January. The two of them met in a club while Nikki was still a student. Scarlett was attracted to Nikki but was afraid of commitment, so opted for the one night stand. Since then she's been dating a girl from a political sciences class, but she's out of town in DC for a few days. They are very much in love." Removing Scarlett's jewellery Ellana put them on before unlacing her trainers, pulling them off along with her pink lace trim ankle socks. Unbuttoning her shirt Ellana pulled the girl into a seated position slipping the garment off one arm at a time, before holding up her arms looping the camisole up over her head. Letting the half naked Scarlett flop back down onto the floor, Ellana took out her navel piercing admiring her cute little A-cup breasts with puffy circular brown areolas. Inserting the piercing in her own navel, Ellana unbelted the girls jeans loosening them off her hips then peeled them down her tanned legs. Ignoring Scarlett's modesty, she whipped off her matching thong from between her thighs exposing a full clitoris topped with with thick trimmed fan of dark brown pubic hair. After getting dressed in the students clothes, Ellana dragged the naked Scarlett deeper into the cupboard concealing her body behind a shelf. Deciding she didn't have the time to bind the girl, Ellana looped the girl's handbag over her shoulder leaving Scarlett slumped naked in the darkness.



"Here I'am Professor Carpenter." Ellana said rounding the corner using Scarlett's memories to address the woman, her course lecturer. Carpenter let out a sigh of relief as the guard shook his head. "Scarlett! Where have you been young lady? You've had me so concerned." Ellana flashed her a sheepish smile. "Sorry, professor. I got separated from the group and took a wrong turn. I didn't mean to make you worry. So what's going on?" She asked innocently. It was the corporal who answered. "There has been a security breach and we've been ordered to evacuate all visitors. So can we please get a move on." He added impatiently as the two fell into step behind him walking through the front entrance then through the massive wrought iron gates to a waiting tour bus.


Tourist Bus 15:55pm


"Alright everyone, settle down. I knew we were all looking forward to the visit to Buckingham Palace on our last day but due to unforeseen circumstances, we have to cut our trip short and get back home on the first flight to JFK." A collective sigh greeted Professor Carpenters words as the class expressed their disappointment at the news. On her seat to the rear of the coach Ellana leaned back looking back to the impressive sight of the Palace. I have enjoyed my return to the UK. I have caught a criminal, sent one to prison and bailed my mortal foes from a mess of their own making. But meeting the King was a real highlight. But now it's time to return to New York. It's high time I visited my new human friend, it's been a week since I have seen Nikki. Suddenly an image of Nikki's face came unbidden in her mind, she grinned. The girl next to her, an attractive red head saw her smile. "Looking forward to going home?" She asked Ellana nodded. "Looking forward to seeing a friend I haven't seen in a while." The redhead chuckled. "She sounds like a special friend." Looking away from her, Ellana looked out the window feeling the jerk behind her navel as the bus pulled away. "I hope so. I really hope so." She replied as she said her goodbyes to London, seeing the busy crowded streets rolling past.

[Stormtrooper1990]

MiB FIELD REPORT (TASK FORCE ELLANA)

CASE NUMBER:- EL117810

Locations:- Buckingham Palace United Kingdom

Date:- 07/09/2024

Incident:- Close Encounter of the Fourth Kind

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


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

Supplementary Agent:- Agent T ( MiB London)

Status: Ongoing


Report Summary:-


Thanks to Ellana we had been freed from our incarceration to be reunited with the rest of the Task Force, and thanks to the support teams due diligence we located Ellana's latest victim, Tara Gladehall of Ottawa University. After questioning and neuralysing the girl we learned that she was trying to find Buckingham Palace, this was later confirmed as Agent N tracked the students cell phone to the Royal Residence. Knowing that we wouldn't have the support of Agent P and his team, we went alone.

Upon our arrival, we decided to infiltrate the palace by squeezing through the wrought iron bars lining the perimeter and acquired two uniforms from passing Grenadier Guards. However, our disguises were soon rumbled after the bodies of the women were discovered by palace staff then reported to the Palace Guard. We were swiftly detained once again for the second time that day and caused a security alert that aided in Ellana's escape.

It wasn't until an hour later when we were freed by Agent P, through his expert use of the neuralyser that we learned of the true extent of Ellana's activities in the Palace. She had replaced a total of five women in the course of her visit; a corporal in the household cavalry, a maid of the Kings household, the King's server, a tour guide and finally a young student from Columbia University a Ms Scarlett Tamayura, 20. We surmised that Ellana is going back to New York for reasons unknown. Ms Tamayura is currently unconscious and unresponsive, we have transferred her to a secure MiB facility underneath Kings Cross Station for treatment and processing.


We should be touching down at JFK ourselves an hour behind Ellana and we will resume the search from there. Although we have no fresh leads.


Signed


Senior Agent L ( Lead Agent Task Force Ellana)

[Stormtrooper1990]

Guardswoman Emma Parkinson at Buckingham Palace before she lost her uniform


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[saker]

Wonderful chapter as usual, Ellana is now one of the goddesses of USB. I'm happy we'll see Nikki again and I hope she can join Ellana in stealing uniforms - we need a human ally and not just enemies like L and M. I also hope that our favorite alien, and her new "friend", will be able to travel for a long time to come. There are a lot of countries missing from the list and it would be fun to see Ellana reacts to Arabic culture for example

[Stormtrooper1990]

Wonderful chapter as usual, Ellana is now one of the goddesses of USB. I'm happy we'll see Nikki again and I hope she can join Ellana in stealing uniforms - we need a human ally and not just enemies like L and M. I also hope that our favorite alien, and her new "friend", will be able to travel for a long time to come. There are a lot of countries missing from the list and it would be fun to see Ellana reacts to Arabic culture for example

Hi saker


Thanks for reading, I'am glad you enjoyed it and I think Ellana would appreciate being called a goddess up there on USB Olympus. Indeed, it's been a week in-story since we last saw Nikki, who's in her first week in the NYPD. She will be that human ally that Ellana sorely needs, since she still is a stranger in a strange land and there are a few things about human society she still doesn't understand ( Our fascination with paper, for instance) . She will also become the most important thing in Ellana's life. Nikki will still have her duties as an officer but whenever they get together, there will be places to go, fun to be had and uniforms to steal. It's funny you should mention our unlucky agents as this arc will have a lot of surprises in store in regards to the relationship between Ellana, Nikki and Task Force Ellana. As Ellana and Nikki's blossoming relationship as not gone unnoticed by L.


When Arc and myself first started to discuss Ellana, it's our ambition that she ( and Nikki too when her duties permit) should visit every continent on the Earth at least once so I would say a visit to the middle east to experience Arabic culture ( and by that I mean sample the cute local women ) is certainly on the cards for our favourite Zenobian. After all she has replaced a few muslim women in Kuala Lumpur. I think see would be quite intrigued by Arabic culture but also finding it...alien for lack of a better term. After all, she cames from an culture were the genders are equal but have clearly defined gender roles ( males are soldiers, labourers. Females are scientists, politicians etc). The whole male dominated society of the Arabic world wouldn't make much sense to her. But for her that will make her job much easier.

So watch this space, there is more to come.

[saker]

That's so good! I hope Nikki will use her law position to... break the law I imagine more than a few NYPD officers will lose their uniform in the next story. So L and M will have to steal more police uniform

[Stormtrooper1990]

That's so good! I hope Nikki will use her law position to... break the law I imagine more than a few NYPD officers will lose their uniform in the next story. So L and M will have to steal more police uniform

Well in a future 3 part story we will see Nikki, Ellana and even the MiB join forces to take down a vicious crime lord, has made an enemy of Nikki. In the process our heroines bend the rules and steal uniforms( and clothes) to boot.


In the next story there will be a couple of NYPD officers who will be losing their uniforms. And more character development as L & M observe the budding relationship and come up with a proposal for Nikki.

[meditions142]

Another wonderful story! I can't believe how quickly you can add another wonderful chapter to the ongoing saga.

Great stuff in this chapter.

I do have to say you continue to show that Agents L & M just do what they have to do. They are getting quiet nasty. Poor Emma ended up with a punch to the face in this case. Did also love the Stella and Emma fell victim to the "drag the guards into the bushes" attack.

Very much liked the scene with Teagan. Love the idea of Ellana watching her through the window. The young woman remains oblivious she is being watched and will soon be attacked. Before she can even comprehend what is happening she is dispatched with Ellana's neck chop. Love the description "Teagan didn't see the blow to the right side of her neck coming. She let out a confused pained squeak as she collapsed unconscious into Ellana's waiting arms. "Sorry, sweet maid. I have an urgent need to meet your King." Great scene.

I also liked the scene Sunita love the idea of Ellana reaching out of the cupboard to grab her. Then another great description "Sunita then felt a sharp pain from both sides of her throat as she was pinched at her vulnerable points. Letting out a brief muffled squeak, she slumped unconscious into her mysterious attackers arms as she was dragged into the waiting broom cupboard."

Love the description "vulnerable points". Indeed, it is so handy and helpful for Ellana that women have those special spots on the neck that can be used to put them to sleep.

Also love the scene with Madeline. Another bathroom ambush but this time Ellana lets her get out of the stall before striking. And then another great description "Madeline didn't see the blow to the side of her neck coming as soon as left the cubicle. Letting out a short pained yelp, the young tour guide fell sideways into Ellana's waiting arms."

Just another wonderful chapter. Thanks for posting!

[Stormtrooper1990]

Another wonderful story! I can't believe how quickly you can add another wonderful chapter to the ongoing saga.

Great stuff in this chapter.

I do have to say you continue to show that Agents L & M just do what they have to do. They are getting quiet nasty. Poor Emma ended up with a punch to the face in this case. Did also love the Stella and Emma fell victim to the "drag the guards into the bushes" attack.

Very much liked the scene with Teagan. Love the idea of Ellana watching her through the window. The young woman remains oblivious she is being watched and will soon be attacked. Before she can even comprehend what is happening she is dispatched with Ellana's neck chop. Love the description "Teagan didn't see the blow to the right side of her neck coming. She let out a confused pained squeak as she collapsed unconscious into Ellana's waiting arms. "Sorry, sweet maid. I have an urgent need to meet your King." Great scene.

I also liked the scene Sunita love the idea of Ellana reaching out of the cupboard to grab her. Then another great description "Sunita then felt a sharp pain from both sides of her throat as she was pinched at her vulnerable points. Letting out a brief muffled squeak, she slumped unconscious into her mysterious attackers arms as she was dragged into the waiting broom cupboard."

Love the description "vulnerable points". Indeed, it is so handy and helpful for Ellana that women have those special spots on the neck that can be used to put them to sleep.

Also love the scene with Madeline. Another bathroom ambush but this time Ellana lets her get out of the stall before striking. And then another great description "Madeline didn't see the blow to the side of her neck coming as soon as left the cubicle. Letting out a short pained yelp, the young tour guide fell sideways into Ellana's waiting arms."

Just another wonderful chapter. Thanks for posting!

Thanks, meditions I'am glad you enjoyed it!


I think the two chapters in London we see the agents quite possibly at their lowest. With chasing Ellana around the world they have become tired and worn out. They are at each others throats as well so they take their anger out on the poor guardswomen. With M in particular getting rough with Emma. And you can't argue with the classic pulling the guards with the bushes technique, even though in their haste the agents made the classic rookie mistake of not concealing their victims properly. Coupled with the fact that their American accents stand out, it wasn't their brightest hour.


But with our favourite Zenobian it was. Teagan was arguably my favourite scene to write in this chapter. Again a pretty young maid going about her daily work, thinking that it's going to be a regular day. Of course it turns out to be anything but. The poor girls momentary confusion was enough for Ellana to advance on her and take her out with a swift chop. And with Ellana observing the maid through the window it just made it all the more sexy.


Indeed, I think the cupboard is Ellana's second favourite ambush point next to the toilet. I was inspired by trapdoor spiders who drag their unsuspecting prey into their lairs, which they construct themselves. Of course poor Sunita had no idea of the danger, that a seemingly innocent looking cupboard turned out to be a trap. And Ellana has more opportunity to hone her considerable skills.


Definitely, Ellana will have to thank human anatomy that human women are so considerate in having these little vulnerable nerve clusters she can exploit so readily, to put them into sleepyland for a couple of hours.


I always like to add a little variety in Ellana's bathroom ambushes. After all, a toilet may only have the one stall or as in this case Ellana was in a hurry thanks to L & M triggering that security alert. Either way, Madeline didn't have time to react. Ellana needed a change of clothes quick and our tour guide was unfortunately in the right place at the right time. She may not have been Madeline for long but the disguise helped her in securing Scarlett's form and making a clean exit. Which you cannot say for our agents.


Your very welcome my friend, its always a pleasure. Next stop New York, to check in on an old friend!

[meditions142]

Definitely, Ellana will have to thank human anatomy that human women are so considerate in having these little vulnerable nerve clusters she can exploit so readily, to put them into sleepyland for a couple of hours.

Indeed, it is wonderful concept. The woman probably doesn't even know of the vulnerability. However, the skilled attacker can either strike or pinch the right spot to send her to sleepyland. So wonderfully convenient that women have those special spots!