Ultimate Infiltrator
by: Prudence Walker

 

Chapter Four

 

"Come, come, before the girl calls for help," the man urged. Offering the blonde his hand.

"I see there’s still some honor among thieves," the blonde said dryly, taking his hand, as he led her further into the shadows.

"Oh hardly a thief Prudence, I do work for the government you know, and I’m one of the good guys here."

"So I was right, then its even more surprising," she laughed.

"Oh my friends call me Prue, but you can call me Miss Walker," she continued, defiantly.

"Okay Miss Walker, this way." As he led her into a door way, passing though a maze of narrow corridors and out into another alley where a black sedan was waiting.

"First, I must do a body search. I’m sorry, but I can’t take any chances of being followed. I’ll try and be as gentlemanly as I can."

The man patted her down from neck to knee and finding nothing, apologized.

"I thought you might have gone to the police and had a wire fitted."

"In this outfit? She replied archly. Indicating the sleek form fitting Lurex top and tight black mini skirt that showed off her charms so well.

He laughed. "Just routine, although it was a pleasure I must say."

"You should try it from this side, maybe you would change your tune."

"Oh of course, that’s what you do. Change men into women with your nanites."

"Sometimes, but not always," she replied.

He eyed her with a questioning look as they were getting in the car, as if suddenly, an idea had come.

"How do I know that you’re not a man?" he asked.

"You don’t, but do I act like a man. Would a man do this?" she said leaning forward, and planting a kiss on his mouth.

"If your still not sure there’s one foolproof way to check," she smiled warily.

"Oh, what’s that?" he grinned. Licking his lips, tasting her lipstick.

"Sex."

"Sex?"

"Yes, I doubt that any man who’s a real man would have sex with another regardless of the body he had."

"True, so we can test this when we arrive at our destination, okay?"

She shrugged nonchalantly and patted her hair.

"Where’s that, or is that a secret too?"

Oh no, it’s not far, in fact its at the end of this street in that brick building you see," he chortled.

"But, this is only two streets away from our company building," she stammered.

"Yes, convenient wasn’t it? I’ll bet any one looking for you wouldn’t expect that now, would they?"

She made no reply, preferring to remain silent.

They arrived at the buildings back entrance, where several mean at the roller door met them. They closed it after they drove in while getting an acknowledgement from the driver. The man relaxed and finally introduced himself as the Raven.

Taking Miss Walker by the hand, he helped her out of the car and up a staircase to a small office. Which adjoined a room containing a bed and a small table, covered with the remains of several takeaway meals.

"Sorry about the mess, but it’s the maids day off," he said, laughing at his joke.

"Hmm, you could open a window or two" she sniffed. Walking over to a window and trying to release the paint encrusted latch.

After watching her for a few seconds, Raven came over and wrenched the frozen window open with a screech.

"There, better now?" he asked with an eyebrow lifted.

"Thanks," she replied, taking a deep breath.

"Well, shall we conduct that test now?" Raven enquired.

She shrugged as if it didn’t matter one way or another.

"Sure."

She started to remove her clothes shedding them as if the man wasn’t in the room, until she was naked, then she turned and faced him.

"Well? You coming, or what?

Raven eyed her exquisite form with a lust filled expression as he disrobed quickly. Then he pulled her the bed, fastening his lips to hers with a Velcro like grip. As she lay down on the bed, he climbed on top and started kneading her breasts as the kiss continued. His cock was pushing at her pussy, demanding passage, so she parted her legs, allowing it to slip in. Her hands grasped his bum pulling him deeper. As he started to pump, she started to moan and her nails dug deeper as if urging him on. As they both started to reach their climaxes, Prue started to scream softly and her nails drew blood as her passion mounted.

Finally, the movements slowed as Raven’s ardor dwindled. Then as he disengaged from the woman, she turned to him and said,

"Satisfied?"

The man looked at her, as she slowly fondled her breasts.

"Yes, you’re some woman alright, I’ll bet John got a real thrill watching us do it, he laughed, indicating the close circuit camera in the corner of the room. "Maybe we could form a partnership."

"Hmm," she said languidly. "It has possibilities. Let me think about it."

Raven grinned. Don’t think too long, I might not need you if this stuff works," he sneered, taking the canister and examining the top.

"STOP! DON’T TOUCH THAT," she shouted.

"Why not?" Raven said getting concerned.

"You need to use it in a controlled environment," she answered worriedly. "Here let me check it, to make sure its safe," she urged.

She walked over, still naked and took the canister from Raven’s hand and looked closely at the top.

"Here see this? She said pointing to a part on the end.

As Raven moved closer to see what she meant, she suddenly thrust it forward and discharged it into his face. She then kneed him in his still exposed balls and as he crumpled gasping in agony, she slammed a sleeper hold on his throat till he collapsed. Running to the camera, she disabled it quickly then locked the door. She started to remove the clips from the top of head. Letting the hair fall loose. Then reaching up, she removed the object hidden there.

~OOOo~

"Raven, are you alright? Let me in or I’ll bust this door down," came a slightly out of breath voice.

"Hold your horses, I’m just tying this bitch up," came Ravens voice.

"I saw the woman attack you, are you sure you’re okay?"

"I’m fine, give me a second to get something on."

The door opened to show a half dressed Raven pulling on a shirt. John rushed in to see the blonde lying on the bed; tape covering her mouth and her arms were taped together behind her back.

"What happened? I saw her spray something in your face then knee you in the jewels."

"It was just a knockout spray, lucky I had my nose filters in, "answered Raven. "She’s only a woman, it would take more strength than that to disable me," continued Raven.

"Nose filters?"

"Yes I made sure I got the best ones, you never know when you’ll need them."

Look, tie up her legs will you and don’t take that tape off her mouth, she swears like a trooper. Oh, and search her again will you," Raven added.

"But she’s naked."

"I know. Check everywhere," Raven grinned.

John went over to the woman who was struggling to get up on her feet and making grunting noises behind the gag. John rolled her over on her face while binding her legs with the same broad tape used on her mouth and arms. John then searched her thoroughly, lingering around the genitals where he poked and prodded.

"Man, she’s beautiful, sighed John. "I nearly creamed my pants watching you both."

"Enjoy yourself, but no sex. I’ll just be downstairs, John." Raven said, as he opened the door. Raven walked to the others, telling them they could get an eyeful of John working on the woman if they wanted. They grinned at him and walked to a small room nearby, Raven followed, telling them, she had been a great fuck. As the men sat down at a small monitor, Raven moved over to the phone and began dialing.

One of the men looked up from the scene with the woman to ask whom it was he was ringing.

"The woman didn’t bring the sample, it was a fake. I’m going to call those people at HB and make an offer they can’t refuse."

"Oh? What’s that?"

"If they don’t cough up the canister, I’ll kill the woman, in front of them if necessary."

"Hello, this is Raven. I want that canister, okay, the real one this time not the fake that your Miss Walker sprayed me with …yes she did …no I won’t, she’s restrained at the moment, so you’ll have to take my word for it ... if its not the real thing this time then she dies, understand …when can you have it ready? ... Ten minutes? …Okay, I’ll ring you back with instructions in 10 minutes.

Raven hung up and then turned to the men, still watching the monitor,

"I could do with a drink, what about you guys?"

"But I thought you said you didn’t drink," replied one of the men moving over to a cupboard.

"Yeah, normally I don’t, but just this once I feel like one. Everything’s falling into my hands and I’ll be able to finish this once and for all," Raven retorted. "Oh and take one to John, I think he’ll need it to cool himself down, that woman is hot. He should be finished with his search by now," grinned raven.

Cradling the whiskey that he was given, Raven watched as one of the men took a drink up to John then turned and Raven walked out to the rear door idly checking the lock, opening the door and examining the lock.

Suddenly, an unseen hand pulled him outside as two figures in dark clothing slipped inside. They stealthily approached the man that was still watching the monitor and sipping his drink. One of the figures gestured to the other indicating the stairs as they split, one heading upstairs and the other slipping unnoticed into the monitoring room.

A slight gasp came as the man turned toward the intruder, but it was too little, too late, as the figure had already released the spray from the small canister in her hand.

Upstairs the two men were rudely interrupted in their discussion of the merits of nude body searches combined with bondage, as the door flew open and a dark covered female form came bounding in with two cans of spray at the ready.

One of the men made the mistake of reaching for his holstered weapon, and copped the first spray. The other stood in shock as the woman sprayed the other can in his direction.

Outside, Raven was hugging a third woman also dressed in dark clothing.

"Anne I told you not to worry, everything went to plan."

"Keith, you had us worried, I didn’t think you could cope with imitating Prue. When you kissed Raven, then suggested sex I couldn’t believe my ears."

"I had to throw him off the scent, once he started thinking about the possibilities of my being a man he could have seen though our ruse. I was glad Prue thought of placing that radio bug in my hair and styling it so it was hidden."

"Yes we were shocked when we heard how close they were," Anne replied.

"Was it hard to kiss then have sex with him," she enquired.

"Well the kiss wasn’t too bad, it wasn’t much different from kissing you," he said with a grin.

"I’ll bet," Anne retorted in an unbelieving voice.

"Actually Prue’s enhanced libido made it far easier than I would have believed and I’m sure it helped, when we had sex."

"So just how different was it?" said Anne, and then hearing the strident yelling of young children, started walking into the now secured premises.

"Well Raven wasn’t what I’d call a great lover, just a wham bam, thank you ma’am.

"Oh! One of those, thanks for the memories, lover, eh?"

"Well having Prue’s body, I’d say it was more like, thanks for the mammary’s," laughed Keith/Raven, wryly.

"Stop avoiding the question, and answer me," said a smiling Anne.

"Later, we have work to do helping the others," as Keith came up to Pam herding a small girl in what remained of her former clothes.

"Up here you two," came Prue’s sultry voice edged with a slight breathlessness.

Keith and Anne bounded up the stairs to see two Prue’s and two young girls of about 6 years old in the room. One Prue was still naked, and now had a frightened expression, as he looked at the struggling girls the other Prue had hold of.

They were wearing the oversized men’s shirts that they had been wearing before the nanites had changed them. Their arms, lost in the sleeves, couldn’t be seen and the shirts now doubled as misshapen dresses for the pair. The pants they had been wearing, were now lying on the floor, a testimonial to their uselessness.

"Take one of these each, will you, they are a real handful. Kids today!" she joked. Handing them, one each.

"Now, down to business," she said, her voice hardening with a sound of chilled metal being unsheathed. Keith was glad it wasn’t him that Prue’s attention was focused on.

They stood watching, as Prue walked over to the bed and ripped the gag from the fake Prue. Then she pulled the now ex Raven up into a sitting position. As Keith shifted slightly, Raven/Prue looked at him with shock.

"Let’s have a few answers, shall we?" came Prue’s icy voice.

"No... you... you’ll get nothing from me," stammered Raven/Prue.

"Oh, I think we will, unless you want to end up like these or worse," Prue threatened.

"Worse?"

"Of course, we could change you so you’ll need to wear diapers, for a very long time," she added with a grin. "Cooperate, and I might consider leaving you as an adult," she said, looking deliberately at his luscious body.

There was silence, as Raven/Prue considered his/her options, then as the seconds ticked past Prue spoke.

"Okay, times up. Anne, hand me that spray."

As Anne removed a small spray canister and handed it to Prue Raven/Prue cried out.

"No stop, I’ll talk, please, give me a chance." She/he started to weep as the extra enhanced hormone mix running though her/his new body started to leave its effects on her/his mind.

Prue grinned at Keith, still in Raven’s old body, she had told him that the spray that he was to use on Raven’s body had been further modified with a high libido. The results of which, were paying off now. Keith and Anne took the two girls downstairs to Pam and they bundled them into the van that they had used. Prue, meanwhile, was grilling Raven on the details of their operation.

Out of view of the girls, Keith concentrated on transforming back to his original form, much to the relief of Anne.

"Okay Keith, no stalling. Pam’s looking after the girls and Prue’s interrogating Raven so now is a good time to tell me what happened and how you felt when Raven took you."

"Anne you know that Prue’s body had an above normal libido, don’t you?" Keith said sitting down in the small downstairs office. At her nod he continued.

"Well while I kissed Raven I was thinking of an easier way to get a sample of his blood without him suspecting. And I remember the time when you got rather excited in bed once and scratched me. Well it came to me that I could do the same and therefore get his blood on my fingers so the nanites could sample it." Keith paused, as if recollecting his thoughts.

"So suggesting sex with him, wasn’t me trying to find out what it’s like, but a reason to get him in a situation where we could be alone and I could attempt the changeover. The camera thing worried me for a while. I knew I only had about a minute from disabling that, till they came up and bust down the door. Luckily the spray, in its enhanced potency worked in fifteen seconds and my transform took only a little longer, but I managed to get his voice right and stalled them long enough to tape up Raven and get some clothes on."

"Yes, yes, but what about the actual sex," Anne persisted.

"Well... that was interesting, I would like to try it again with a better example of manhood." Keith blushed, as Anne’s eyes widened. "Just so I could compare it with sex with you," he blurted. "I enjoy my sex with you, it’s excellent," he said hurriedly, before she could say anything.

"I’m not gay, but sex as a woman made me feel like it was worth trying in a loving, sharing way. Not rushed, and being in that situation, with lives at stake."

Ann nodded in understanding, as she went and hugged Keith.

"Maybe we could try that, with me as the man, what do you say to that?" she smirked.

"You’re on," laughed Keith. "Hmm, I wonder what Raven thought of having a female body while John was searching him/her."

"I heard some of that before you left the room," laughed Anne. "I think his sex drive was programmed to be at a nymphomaniac level."

"Then it’s possible it was an enjoyable experience after all," mused Keith.

Just then, Prue came down the stairs and walked towards them.

"It looks as if this is it. The whole operation was kept contained within this small group. If we destroy everything here, then the government bureau that they worked for, won’t have a clue what they were working on," Prue explained.

"What bureau was it?" asked Keith.

"He wouldn’t say, but that’s not important. What is bad news, is that Keith, can’t stay as Keith, unless you want to go underground and live like a rat for the rest of your life," she continued.

"WHY?" exclaimed Anne.

"Because Raven reported to several powerful agency’s that he was looking for you, and if he disappears, you can bet they will never stop looking for you."

"So I’m destined to live my life as somebody else?" Keith asked sadly.

"Afraid so, my dear," confirmed Prue, giving him a hug.

"And what’s going to happen with Raven and the others," asked Anne.

"It’s better you don’t know, but they will have a life time to live over. I’ve decided to take the drastic step of keeping them as children, even Raven, girls of course." She added. "It wouldn’t be fair otherwise, at least they will learn how to become women. I will place them in homes of some of our staff. Better that, than the other option," she added. She didn’t elaborate, but they got the picture.

~OOOo~

As a dark van pulled out onto the main road, the glow from the burning building was just making itself known in the dawn sky. The lives of six people were changed forever; four were destined to live life over as six-year-old girls. To live over their lives as the opposite sex, the other two? Well one was destined to have a very interesting life as anyone he wanted to be. His girlfriend too, with the gratitude of a certain company, was going to experience some of the benefits of nanite technology. The president had offered her, for her help, a life times worth, free of cost.

The End.

 

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