The Incentive He Needed
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No Longer Needed
By Jennifer Allison
I used to work for a very Secret Government Agency. So secret that the
President doesn't even know about it unless something comes up and he
needs to know. The last President to get told about us was JFK. It was one
of our teams that first alerted the US government about the Cuban missile
crisis.
I was told when I had been selected why someone like me fit their
requirements:
1. You are just out of college.
2. You're reasonably bright.
3. You have no family to speak of.
4. Nobody really close that would worry if you just dropped out of
sight.
5. You owe the government a huge chuck of money. Of which, it
will take twenty years to pay back.
What they offered me in return was:
1. They would payoff the money I owed as soon as I went on my
first assignment.
2. A new life when my job was finished. Like the witness protection
program. The reason behind this was we couldn't go back to who
we were.
3. I would be paid $20,000 a year extra for every year I was out in
the field.
So I began life as a SPY.
Not just any spy. A spy buried so deep that only one person in the whole
world knew who I was and where I was. There were no records of me ever
being born. I simply ceased to exist.
Why am I telling you this? After twenty years undercover I have been
ordered home, to be debriefed and then start a new life. I met with and
debriefed my report person.
After five days of debriefing I was taken to the airport and deposited on an
unmarked airplane. I was one of five people on the plane at that time. But
by the time we finally headed home twenty-five other people joined us.
It must have been something in our drinks. Within five minutes of the last
person coming aboard. All thirty of were sound asleep.
When I awoke I notice right away something was different. First, the only
part of my body that could move was my head. Second, all the passengers
were all naked as the day they were born. Third, all of the flight crew were
wearing gas mask with their own air tanks.
A view screen dropped from the ceiling. A face of a woman appeared on
the screen, A face of what we call in the spy Business - A face in the
crowd, someone you wouldn't even notice even if she walked and said,
"Hi."
"I want to welcome you all home. For some of you it has been over twenty
years. Just so you won't have any worries, the reason everything that has
happen and will happen is - we are setting you all up in your new life." Said
the face on the screen.
"If you are helping us, Then why are we unable to move and naked," asked
one of the women up front. "But my biggest question is, WHO IN HELL
ARE YOU!!!"
"I am director of the agency each of you has worked for, for the last eight
years," she informed us. "The main reason for your nakedness and why you
are unable to move is most of our agents don't like the idea of what we are
going to do to them and they will fight and someone will get hurt and we
don't want that."
"That wasn't the deal I signed up for," I said. "I was guaranteed a new life
and the bonus set aside for me to setup that new life."
"That is right, we did guarantee each of you a new life. Plus the $20,000 a
year bonus," She said. "But that is where the problem is."
"What problem is that?" asked the woman across the aisle from me.
"With all the knowledge and experience each of you has, we can't just drop
you back into society. The security risk is to great."
"So you just going to kill us all?" said the guy behind me.
"No one will die. The service each of you has performed has earned you the
right to live and we cannot take that away from you. But we have to do
something so that you are unable to tell anybody what you have done, also
make it so if you did tell someone, they wouldn't believe and you couldn't
prove it," the director informed us.
"So what are you going to do? Put us a hypnotic trance so we will forget
everything, including the money," I asked.
"Hypnotic suggestions won't work especially in your case, you are one of
three agents that were undercover for over twenty years. There are too
many memories to erase."
"So what is going to happen and what about the money?" asked the agent
across from me.
"Your money will be put into a trust fund. Then when you are old enough
the money will be turned over to you."
"What do you mean old enough? I am over forty years old, I am certainly
old enough," I said almost angrily.
"In your new life, you are not old enough." She then held something up. "In
a while each of you will be wearing one of these."
"Hey! That is a diaper," said the man behind me.
"One brownie point for the man in the back," said the director sarcastically.
"It is a diaper. In a little while each one of you will be wearing a diaper."
"You can't do that to us. Turn us all into idiots that can't even control our
bodily functions," screamed almost everybody on the plane.
"You are also right, no would believe an idiot. So the secret about the
agency is safe," said the woman next to me.
"You are wrong on that point. We are not going to turn you all into idiots,"
said the director. "But what we are going to do is turn you all into one
month old babies."
"HA! Ha! That is a good one," replied half of the passengers.
"Laugh all you want, it has already started. If those of you who had some
gray hair when you boarded the plane could look now, you would find
none. Each of you had regressed in age by at least ten years, so far."
I took a closer look at the woman sitting across the aisle from me. My look
didn't take to long to notice the change that had taken place since I had
seen her board. Where before she was forty pounds overweight with crows
feet underneath her eyes and streaks of gray running through her dark
brown hair I now found no gray hair, no crows feet, and a body with no
pound out of place. A perfect body for a twenty-five year-old woman.
My problem wasn't gray hair. If I had tried to join Hair Club for Men I
would have been rejected, I was completely bald. Had been so for the last
five years. Yes, I could feel hair on top of my head.
"I am also sorry to say. Regressing you back into a baby isn't the only
change we are going to have to make. To make it so that no one, and I do
mean no one, will believe your incredible story, we are going to make
another change in your body structure," said the director.
"So what are you going to do? Turn the men into baby girls and the women
into baby boys," said the man behind me jokingly.
"That is exactly we are going to do."
"I was just joking," replied the guy behind me.
"We aren't."
Being unable to move didn't mean I couldn't feel pain. As the director
finished her last statement my body was racked by an immense pain that
ran from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. For a solid minute I felt
this pain, but it felt like an hour. After the pain my body felt like it had
gone to sleep.
When I was finally able to take a look at the woman next to me I found a
boy of sixteen sitting there instead. When I looked down I found a pair of
breasts protruding from my chest.
From a very high feminine voiced from behind me. "Why are you doing
this to us. Didn't we earn the right to go back to be our old self's."
"We can't take a chance of you revealing our existence to the world. Be
happy, how many people can say that they were given a chance to live their
lives over again?"
Again I felt the numbing sensation. When it was over I looked down. I
found just bumps on my chest. Just big enough to tell everybody I had
started on the next step to womanhood.
I felt something strange going on in my pubic area.
"WHAT JUST HAPPENED?" screamed the boy next to me.
"It's very simple. The boys just had a wet dream and the girls just had a
period," said one of the flight crew.
Then that weird sensation again.
When I opened my eyes I found I was staring at my feet. The reason behind
this was they were no longer long enough to reach the floor.
"You are about six now. In a few moments the process will be all over
with."
The numbness was back again. When I opened my eyes this time. I noticed
the flight crew walking down the aisle stopping at each passenger and
giving them something. When they got to me I found out what they had
been giving. A pacifier, which was then stuck into my mouth. Unable to
stop myself I started sucking on my nookie.
I then fell asleep sucking on my nookie.
I was awoken when I was picked up by a member of the flight crew. By
this time they had removed their facemasks. I finally could move the rest of
body but I had no control of it. When I looked at my hand I found myself
looking at the curled up hand of a baby.
I was then taken to the back half of the plane, along the way we stopped at
a mirror so I could get a look myself. There was no mistake I looked like a
one month old baby with a slit where my dick used to be.
The back half of the plane had been turned into a nursery with changing
tables and cribs. I gave them one more of what I thought of what they did to
me. As the crewman was about to put me in my first diaper I let her have it
with a load of piss. I got it on her blouse, hands and face.
"Don't worry little one. I won't punish you for what you just did. Five or six
more of the babies will do the same thing." She just cleaned up my mess
and put me in a clean diaper.
I was then placed in a crib and I went to sleep.
The next thing I knew. The pilot was announcing our arrival in Washington
DC.
The director's voice was back. "Don't worry about your adopted parents.
We will be checking on each of you off and on. Then upon you eighteenth
birthday you will receive the trust fund from the $20,000 a year bonus."
Twenty minutes after the plane came to a halt at the terminal couples were
being escorted into the nursery one at a time, where they were lead to a
certain baby. The baby was then taken off the plane by the couple.
Finally it was my turn.
A couple, the man in his mid thirties and the woman in her late twenties
stared down at me.
"This can't be our baby, she is beautiful," my new mother said.
"Yes it is. She the one that has been selected for you," said the crewman I
had doused earlier in piss. "You had better watch when you are changing
her diaper."
"Why is that?" asked my new dad.
"She'll squirt you with her piss, if she is given half a chance. Where do you
think this mess came from?" said the crewman showing off her wet blouse.
"Heheheheheh," laughed both my new parents.
"That makes her just perfect for us," said my new mom. "She is just like me
and my husband, we both have a warped personality and that would be
something we would both love to have done."
I was then taken off the plane to start my new life with parents that will
really love me.
This answers the question: Where do old spies end up.
Hortense
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