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This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual scenes and is meant for adults only. Stop reading now if you are below 18. A quick note to readers. This is my first story, so please be gentle in your comments :-). Besides, English isn't my first language. Continue at your own risk ;-) Either way, have fun. Project Phoenix by Meg [email protected] With sinking heart Kevin Barnett stared at the blurry wall of the tram tunnel. The speeding carriage was taking him somewhere he dreaded to go. He shifted in his seat slightly, slowly turning his head away from the window, towards the dark interior of the carriage. A very mean penis gag forced into his mouth two hours ago kept him from making any sudden movements. Several leather straps wound around his head held the business part of the gag securely home. And there was nothing he could do about this. His wrists were shackled to a belt tightly hugging his waist, which in turn was secured by a five inch chain to the seat behind his back. The carriage jumped on the tracks, sending Kevin several inches into the air. Five inch stilettos locked on his feet thuded hollowly when they hit the floor. They were part of a clever restraint set, which kept his feet very effectively immobilized on the floor. Kevin closed his eyes, recalling the chain of events which put him in this situation. Chapter 1 Kevin stood in a shady corner peering at the manhole he was about to enter. He checked his watch. It was five to midnight, Hannah should be there any minute. The manhole would lead them to an enormous government facility on the outskirts of Brunswick they'd been preparing to infiltrate for the past few months. They chose this particular manhole because of its isolated location. Most likely they would need to stay inside and on the other side until the morning, and nobody would pay attention to an open manhole located in a small dirty one-way alley. For the third time this evening Kevin recalled the route they needed to take in the labyrinth below. Almost an hour of crawling in the damp tunnels was required to reach their destination. Kevin shifted anxiously and took another glance at his watch. 'Where are you Hannah?' he thought impatiently. *** Kevin had met Hannah at the beginning of his investigation into the huge mysterious installations appearing all over the country. He learned of them by literally bumping into one. He was returning to New York from D.C., where he covered the annual convention of Women's Union, cursing the heavy traffic. He set his nav computer to look for a detour and followed its directions. It'd been a mistake, a big mistake. For four hours the piece of junk led him through fields, villages and woods. It was close to 10pm when he was forced to stop in front of a high fence in a middle of nowhere. His nav computer blinked at him to go right through the thing, down some non-existent road. No more than fifteen seconds after he stopped an ATV came speeding. Four security guards, all women, surrounded his car. They told him that he was trespassing on a government property and had to leave immediately. It'd happened almost three months ago. The place wasn't on any maps he could find. The latest satellite photos showed a country road passing through a wood where he found the fence. Everything pointed to a fresh military installation, yet he felt there was more to it. Why had there been only women in the ATV? Something fishy was going on and Kevin could smell conspiracies from across half a continent. Kevin tried to convince his boss the matter was worth looking into, but he was adamant. "You found a military base, it's no big deal Kevin. There's the Jacksons divorce to cover." However, after all inquiries through the official channels returned 'No comment, screw off' kinds of answers, he reluctantly gave Kevin a go. The investigation seemed to go nowhere for the first two weeks. Kevin searched the internet, called every contact he had in the government, even had a short affair with a senator's assistant. Nothing, nobody knew anything, or wouldn't tell. Then he decided to hire a hacker to dig where Kevin couldn't. After a week he got the first batch of files the hacker recovered from government networks. Finally he laid his hands on something substantial. All the files were related to something called Project Phoenix. He had a complete list of the installations, their locations, and partial plans for the one near Brunswick. Nothing in the files indicated what this Project Phoenix was, what was its goal, or who exactly stood behind it. The facility near Brunswick seemed to be a warehouse or a factory, if he read the plans correctly. Three huge depots connected by a network of underground tunnels were built over four square miles of land. Inside the buildings the plans revealed large empty spaces, few lifts, and numerous smaller chambers. Unfortunately, all data on underground sections was missing. The whole area was surrounded with two strips of nine feet high fence. Although plans didn't show it, the place was surely crammed with surveillance and security systems. There was no other way to explain the lightning fast interception of his car during his unlucky detour. Kevin knew, he had a hot story on his hands. He knew enough to risk getting inside. He tried to contact his hacker to have him recover data on security, but the guy appeared to have vanished from the face of the Earth. Kevin's mails bounced back with 'user unknown' error and his cell had been disconnected. He was at a dead-end again. That was when he met Hannah. She appeared in his editorial office one day and requested one-on-one meeting, mentioning Project Phoenix. She told him she was an FBI agent investing the project and people behind it. Her offer was simple: either turn over all the data on the project and get exclusivity to cover the story or be detained for obstructing federal investigation. Kevin was at dead-end anyway, so he accepted. The secrecy surrounding Project Phoenix was so tight that even the bureau was excluded from the loop. Hanna's superiors weren't too happy about this, so they had launched an unofficial investigation, putting her at its steering wheel. She encountered the same wall of silence Kevin did. It appeared as if the project didn't exist. The giant facilities being built everywhere were the only proof of its existence. Kevin suggested a different approach. If they couldn't find where the orders were coming from, then maybe they could find who was receiving them. It turned out the actual work on the project was being done by three companies: GeneSIS, who's primary area of expertise was advanced genetic research; a civil engineering giant Prima Industries; and a startup NovelTech who was a bit into everything: nano and precision mechanics, microelectronics, textiles, plastics; name it, and they had a hand in it. The only thing connecting the three businesses was their owner, Elisabeth Thorn. The woman was a separate mystery. All files on her were classified, above Hanna's or even her superior's clearance. No public records with her name in it existed. It seemed as if she had appeared in the world in her thirties already heading the three enterprises. The only thing they had on her was information Kevin dug up in some tabloid saying that she and Mrs. President had frequent unofficial meetings. Any attempts to find out what the three companies were doing on the project failed. All essential employees were required to stay on campuses for duration of their contracts, with no contact with the outside world allowed. None of the companies was hiring, so infiltration was impossible. Well, they knew that Prima Industries had been busy building the huge facilities, and this was all. After the three months they were still clueless about the project itself. *** The sound of footsteps made Kevin shudder. "Hi Kev." Hannah placed a quick kiss on his cheek. "Let's get rolling." Kevin picked up the tool he brought and begun lifting the manhole's cover. After a short struggle with the heavy piece of metal he was done. Heavy stench was coming from the circular hole. "I'm going in first," he puffed. Kevin set his foot on the rusty rung of the ladder and begun descending. Hanna followed several seconds later. The light from flashlights mounted on their shoulders danced on dirty brown stained bricks to which the ladder was attached. Occasional high pitched squeals coming from somewhere below indicated they would have uninvited companions on their trip. They emerged on a metal grating, running along the side of a circular tunnel. The stench became almost unbearable. "I'll lead," said Hannah heading into the tunnel. Kevin followed. They didn't talk much along the way. Hannah was occupied with keeping them on the right track, while Kevin was occupied with studying her backside. She wore a black figure hugging catsuit, made of material that reflected the light of his flashlight in a very alluring way. Her sparkling bottom was a promise of things to come, and visualization made the trip through the damp stinking tunnels a bit more bearable. *** Kevin enjoyed working with Hannah a lot. She was a brilliant determined woman with a great sense of humor. Maybe a bit too bossy for his liking, but he usually let this slip. Well, she was a redhead after all. Despite being in her early thirties, she still had a great body. Just the right kinds of curves in all the right places. Tight mid-thigh skirts, sheer hose, high heels and revealing tops made her regular wardrobe. With the added effect of that enchanting smile on her freckled face, they turned her targets' self-assertion into willingness to submit in a matter of seconds. And Kevin could testify to that. They started sleeping with each other two or three weeks after banding together. It happened one evening, when they were going over data they had gathered at Hanna's house. She had a few glasses of red wine, Kevin had a few of Scotch. While their conversation kept straying towards more and more intimate topics, Hanna's body messages were becoming more and more straightforward. Seemingly accidental brushing of her breasts against Kevin's shoulder, a grip of her hand on his thigh when she was making a point. Finally her nylon clad foot found its way underneath his trouser's leg. Minutes later she was undressing Kevin in her bedroom. After that they had sex regularly. Hannah even asked him to move in with her, but Kevin didn't want to. He said, he needed space in the kind of job he had. *** "We're there," announced Hannah. They were standing by another ladder leading up. This one must have been installed recently, as the rungs looked new, with not even a hint of rust on them. Kevin detached his flashlight and pointed it up the tunnel. It led straight up, probably to the same kind of manhole they entered not so long ago. "I'm going up first," he announced. "Not so fast, Kev. We have to take care of security first." Hannah opened her backpack and retrieved a pair of goggles, a silver metal box, and a black gauntlet. "Now watch and learn." She winked. She pulled the goggles over her eyes and opened the box. Inside there were three objects reassembling large metal insects. Hannah pressed a green button inside the box then put on the glove. The elastic material clung to her hand like second skin. She formed a fist and made a quick move up with her arm. One of the objects shot up from the box and hovered three feet above the ground. Kevin stared with mouth agape. "OK, here we go," mumbled Hannah to herself. She made another gesture with her arm and the insect flew up into the tunnel. "What the hell is this?" whispered Kevin with astonishment. "How does it fly?" "It's classified, Kev," she replied smiling, "and to be honest, I don't know. We call them Hornets. I can see in my goggles everything the flyer sees. For example now I see a whole bunch of infrared beams crossing over in the tunnel. Looks like a dancefloor. If you walked up the ladder, the security would be on us in no time. Now we need to maneuver carefully around the beams..." She was making moves up, down and to the sides with her hand, spreading her fingers and clutching them, "... and we'll be outside by the security console in no time." *** Two weeks earlier Hannah had managed to gain access to a security server of the installation. She wasn't clear about how exactly she got the access codes. Said it was a lucky strike. Anyway, they knew enough to attempt infiltration. The data Hannah recovered revealed that the security was mostly automated. Every inch of the campus was covered by security cameras and movement detectors. Security drones wandered all over the place, ready to respond instantaneously to any detected threat. There was only a handful of people on premises at any time, mostly occupied with maintenance duties. However the few security people present were extremely efficient, as Kevin had found out. Whoever designed the security system, decided that any trespassers would be detected outside. There were cameras inside the buildings, but they weren't connected to the security grid. Hannah wasn't sure about their purpose and assumed they were used to monitor whatever was going on in the facility. Hannah was able to download access codes, routes of the drones, camera locations - everything they needed to avoid getting caught. Although they weren't sure the information was up to date, they decided to give it a shot. Infiltration was the only option, they had for moving the investigation forward. *** "OK, the codes worked," said Hannah grinning. "We're clear to go. The security grid is neutralized all the way to the nearest entrance." They started up the ladder, with Hannah leading the way. Luckily for them, this manhole was opened by a hydraulic arm. "We go out in ten seconds, after the drone passes," Hannah said looking at the PDA attached to her wrist. They waited for the drone to hover soundlessly by and exited the manhole. The building they planned to enter was a hundred feet in front of them. With their torsos parallel to the ground they ran towards the wall watching out for any loose drones. Hannah punched in the code and the door slid open. They entered a brightly lit corridor crossing the middle of the building all the way to its other end. 'Section GAMMA' read large red letters on both walls, with arrows below pointing towards the other end of the corridor. Cautiously looking around Kevin and Hannah moved down the corridor. The place reminded Kevin of a hospital; white walls, white floor and ceiling, with a row of bright fluorescent lamps running in the middle. Slanted grates blowing chilled air were installed in corners between the walls and floor. Despite distinct draft coming out of the grates not even a single speck of dust could be seen in the air. Every fifty feet or so there were sliding doors on both sides of the corridor. Cryptic red symbols on plaques by the doors didn't give out what was behind them. Hannah approached the first door on their left marked 001.00-Alpha and they silently slid open. The door led to a catwalk running along a wall of an enormous storage area. Kevin's eyes needed a few seconds to adjust to relative darkness inside. Sparsely spaced lamps provided just enough light to see the outline of the floor, at least four stories below the catwalk. The chamber itself was so big, the opposite wall seemed just a small blurry rectangle far ahead. Hannah retrieved a small camera from her utility belt and began recording as they walked along the catwalk. Stalls reaching from the floor all the way to the ceiling filled the whole area, except the center. In the center there were several circular openings in the floor from which industrial drones carrying gray boxes emerged every few seconds. Each drone hovered towards seemingly random part of the warehouse, put its load on a stall, then hovered back to disappear inside another opening in the floor. The stalls were mostly empty, and it looked like it would take a lot of time, months, maybe longer to fill them. "I wonder what they're stocking here, let's find a way down." "No, we don't have this much time." Hannah continued filming. "These boxes are labeled. We can later magnify the picture and see what's on the labels. Let's move on." They used another door farther down the catwalk to get back to the corridor. They tried a door on the other side of the corridor only to find a similar warehouse. Hannah recorded for a few minutes focusing on boxes and they left, walking towards the lift Kevin had spotted on the plans. "Whatever they're doing here, it's big. There's enough space in these warehouses to store a year's food supply for a city the size of New York." "I don't think it's food in those boxes, Kev. Let's check the lower floors," she said pointing at panel with a large silver button in its center. She pressed the button and the lift's door opened instantly. They stepped in. On the panel inside, a button labeled 'Ground' was highlighted green. Below it, there were twenty more buttons labeled -1 to -20 arranged in two vertical rows. "Twenty floors into the ground..." muttered Kevin, "how did they manage to build it without anyone noticing?" "Hmm, maybe they built the warehouses first and worked under their cover." Hannah reached for the panel and pressed ten. Right after her finger left the button they heard another ding and the door opened. They looked at each other. "Ten floors in under a second and we're still alive," Kevin said with bewilderment. "How do you explain this?" They exited onto a corridor exactly like the one on the ground level and entered door labeled 014.10-Alpha. This room was much smaller than the warehouses above. Several conveyor belts (Hannah counted twelve) ran across the room in parallel to the wall by which they stood. Bright lamps mounted over the belts assured a clear view of the activity around the conveyors, leaving the edges of the room in relative darkness. Wall-mounted cameras forced them to stick to the wall. Evenly spaced robotic arms danced busily along each belt. Each arm consisted of four parts connected by swiveling joints, with two short graspers at the business end. With growing astonishment Kevin watched as they picked items off belts and packed them inside boxes traveling besides. Upon closer examination the objects being packaged turned out to be shoes. High heeled shoes. "Is this some joke? A top secret shoe factory?" "Not a joke, Kev, not with this amount of resources and secrecy," said Hannah recording the machines. They sneaked farther into the room keeping to the wall. Hannah focused her camera on the closest conveyor belt. It carried identical pairs of white pumps with 4 inch stiletto heels and ankle straps. The second belt carried high heeled sandals. All pink with a spiked heel of similar height. They were too far away from other belts to see clearly what kinds of shoes their carried. However it was obvious that all of them had 4-5 inch stiletto heels and every pair would make any female legs a feast for the eyes. As they watched, the pumps emerging from the wall on the closest belt changed their color to light blue. During the few minutes they were inside at least two hundred pairs were packed. Hannah finished recording and packed her camera. "I'm gonna grab a pair." "Are you crazy?! They're gonna see you!" hissed Kevin. "The cameras have dead zones by the walls. As long as I don't walk into their field of view we're fine." She circled the room towards the opening in the wall inside which the first belt disappeared and snatched a box. The label on the box said 'JULIETT' in large black letters. Below the name 'AZURE, standard issue' was printed. In the center of the cover's bottom NovelTech's logo sparkled in red and green. Hannah opened the cover and examined the pumps. Pointed front, four inch spiked heel with a metal vamp. A leather bow in the same color as the shoe was attached behind the strap. "Cute," she said inserting her finger inside. "Very soft interior, must be comfy." The strap was made of the same leather as the rest of the shoe. A metal lock was installed on the outer part. She pulled on it and the strap opened with a silent click. "You can try them on later." Kevin grew impatient. "Let's move on." Hanna packed the shoes on their way back to the corridor. They entered a room on the opposite side, finding several conveyors emerging from the wall on their right. The belts slowly rolled left carrying metal poles attached every six feet or so to their surface. Atop each pole a plastic female torso, neck to mid-thigh, was mounted. Familiar robotic arms worked busily beside each belt. Hannah retrieved her camera and followed the first belt filming. Kevin trailed behind shaking his head with consternation. The first arm dived under the belt and retrieved a white rigid tube reassembling a waist cincher or corset. Four long graspers emerging from the arm's tip held the top and bottom edges of the garment. As a torso moved in range, it turned 90 degrees to face the arm. The graspers moved forward warping the white tube around torso's waist. The zipper on the cincher's back was pulled up, sealing the garment around torso's waist. When the graspers met at the upper edge of the cincher a loud click sounded. The belt kept rolling left while this happened, forcing the arm to turn to follow the torso. The garment hugged the plastic curves tightly from the hips all the way up to the base of the mannequin's massive breasts. Two flaring flaps extended several inches down from the corsets's lower edge, covering upper parts of mannequin's buttocks. White blooming roses connected with curvy lines were embroidered all over the corset's surface. Light gave the embroidery a pink tint, more intense in places where it shone directly, less intense where it shone at angles. As the corset moved forward in the light of overhead lamps, an intricate network ivy covered with roses glowed in pink all over its surface. The next robotic arm was waiting with a pair of garters dangling from its twin graspers. The torso reoriented itself to its original position, and the arm swiveled forward. With a whirring sound the garters were sewn onto the corset, one on the front, the other to the flaring flap on the back. On its way farther, the pole rotated to present the other side of the corset to the next arm. Soon a complete set of garters was in place and the torso moved on reorienting itself to original position. "Hmm, wonder what this could be for..." Hannah whispered to herself. A long white strap was attached in front of the corset. It was roughly three times longer than the garters, dangling exactly between them as the garment continued on. The next addition required the work of two arms. A shimmering nylon-like top with sleeves was sewn to the upper edge of the corset. It completely covered the upper part of the torso, reaching half way up its neck. Similar floral embroidery decorated its entire surface except for chest and sleeves. The material covering the breasts shimmered enticingly, drawing Kevin's attention to the plastic globes. "Gee, what size are those?" he muttered to himself. "D's," replied Hannah hesitantly, "or double D's. You don't get many of them in nature, especially on bodies that slim." When several small buttons were clicked shut on the back, the material stretched over the breasts hugging them with a film of transparent, nylon-like mist. The two globes sparkled with reflected light as the torso moved forward. Farther along the way a white choker, about an inch wide, was locked around the torso's neck. It had a small pink rose attached in front. Two mechanical appendages moved forward to sew the choker to the fabric underneath it. Slightly ruffled skirt made of the same material that covered the breasts was the last addition. It reached several inches below the torso's sexless crotch, providing no privacy at all. Before the torso had disappeared into the wall, the material covering its breasts was thoroughly sprayed with some clear liquid. "Was that a dress?" "I'm not sure what it was." Hannah panned her camera to the right, recording the line of garments in various states of completion. "But if I ever put something like this on, I'd feel more exposed than being completely naked." Hannah followed the wall to a spot providing better view of the remaining conveyors in the room. By each belt robotic arms worked relentlessly assembling bustiers, bras, panties, garter belts, baby dolls, and some garments which remained mystery even to her. Despite the variety in designs, colors and types, all the garments had several things in common. All were designed in such a way to make the wearer feel intimately exposed. All had additions, like bows or flowers, placed in strategic places to give them a very feminine feel. Kevin was sure that a woman wearing any of them would make even a dead man's manhood stiff in less than three seconds. "We're still deep in the woods." Kevin sounded slightly irritated. "Unless they're planing to open a sex shop, we know next to nothing." "They're not planning to sell this lingerie." Hannah finished filming. "Look at these mannequins, Kev." "What? They look normal to me." "They're not normal, Kevin. They're all of similar size and build with wasp-like figure and porn-star grade breasts. When you plan on selling something, you have to provide variety. Not many women I know would fit into these things. And even fewer would want to wear them." "Yet they're mass-producing them." Kevin scratched his head. "If not for sale, what's the point?" "Well, if we want to find out more we should to move. Let's try a different floor." They descended to the floor 14 and entered a random room. Staccato of sounds hit their ears the moment they stepped inside. The room housed six conveyor belts moving from left to right. From the items sparsely scattered on their surface, only high heels could be recognized at a glance. Beside shoes, silver metal bands and what looked like open cases made of gray plastic slowly traveled on the belts. Several flat boards were mounted in front of each belt, with silver poles above them. The poles had an elongated 'pi' letter shape, with ends attached to the edges of boards. Two life-like feet with 5 inch stilettos on hung below an inverted T-shaped piece of metal. The T-shaped pieces slid along the metal poles dragging the feet with them. The feet emulated graceful realistic walk as they moved. Each step was accompanied with a click of a heel against the hard surface of the board and metallic clanking. The latter sound came from chains connecting silver bands of steel locked around ankles. When feet reached the end of panel, T-shaped pieces rotated by 180 degrees, and they continued towards the other end of the panel. "It gets weirder and weirder." "Yeah." Hannah operated camera controls to get one of the panels in focus. She was recording the high heeled feet making rounds across the board for a minute or so, when they suddenly stopped and raised several inches above the surface. A robotic arm resting on the left side of the board sprung to life, and extended two appendages towards the shoes. They gripped the heels just above the vamps and yanked them down as if trying to get the shoes off the feet. After three unsuccessful attempts the arm returned to its resting position and the feet continued their clicking stride. "Any idea what's this about?" asked Kevin. "I think so, let's watch some more," Hannah replied keeping her camera focused on the panel. The shoes continued on. After twenty or so rounds, the arm tried again to take them off, again unsuccessfully. This time, however, they remained up. The arm swiveled towards the conveyor, grabbed an approaching case, and placed it on the board. Turning its attention back to the stilettos, the arm extended a thin appendage towards the metal band encircling the ankle closer to the conveyor. The needle-thin rod was inserted into a hole on the inner part of the shackle and stayed there for a second. Then it moved towards the other shackle, which inner part was covered from the camera's view. The two graspers clutched the heels again and pulled down. This time the shoes slipped off the feet. They were placed on their sides inside the appropriately shaped recesses in the foam filling the case. Next the arm gripped the backs of both shackles. The thin rod appeared again and entered another hole on the inner part of the farther restraint. After a second the shackle sprung open, and the process was repeated on another shackle. After the restraints were placed inside their recesses in the foam, the case was carefully closed and sent on its way on the conveyor belt. The arm remained over the belt waiting expectantly for an approaching set of restraints. They were picked up and the arm swiveled towards the waiting feet. The shackles looked the same as the pair packed a moment ago. Made of shining silver steel, about an inch wide, a fifth of an inch thick. A chain made of densely clustered tiny eyelets connected the bands. It looked about a foot long, maybe a bit more. The insides of the bands were lined with some red material. The chain ends were attached in the middles of inch wide swellings on the inner part of each shackle. The swelling raised a bit less than half an inch above the silver surface, apparently housing the locking mechanism. Similar swellings, only much smaller, could be seen on the backs of both restraints. The external surfaces of the steel bands were decorated with thin spiraling lines, which gave them jewelry-like elegant look. Hannah focused the camera on the closer ankle. The arm moved from behind and snapped the band closed. "A snug fit," she thought observing the place where steel met the plastic skin. "Wouldn't fit a needle in between." Hinges located on the outer parts of both shackles were invisible after locking. The spiraling lines encircled the entire circumference of the locked bands, all the way to the inner swelling. Finished with restraints, the arm returned to its waiting position over the belt. Hannah panned the camera behind it, focusing on a pair approaching shoes. The black pumps were made of matt, patent leather. Five inch stiletto heels, and two thin straps intersecting over the middle of the opening gave them a very sexy look. A thin flat strap raised vertically an inch or so above the back of each shoe. A tiny metal rectangle with several holes was attached on tops of both straps. When the shoes got in range, the arm grabbed their backs above the heels, and swiveled towards the feet. The graspers deftly put the stilettos on, but didn't let go of them. Two finger-like appendages raised from the upper parts of graspers and clutched the vertical straps right under the metal tops. The straps where first pulled down, then inserted into the bottoms of the shackles, directly under the small swellings on their backs. When the metal rectangles disappeared into the shackles, the straps quickly shrunk, loosing any slack they had. Having finished, the arm withdrew to its resting position, and the feet started another stroll on the panel. "Got enough?" "Yeah, I think so." Hannah stopped filming, and checked her PDA, 'We need to leave soon, maintenance people start their rounds in 80 minutes." "Let's move then." Kevin turned to leave the room. "This place is some joke. A warehouse full of female clothing if I'm not mistaken, lingerie assembly line, and high heels everywhere. Why do they keep this place under such tight security? Who would give a damn about a clothing factory?" "You forget the restraints, Kevin. Extremely effective and very kinky. If you were a woman you'd understand how would it feel to have them on." "A flawed design I'd say. You can always take the shoes off." "Do you remember the robot pulling on the heels? I think it was testing if they could be removed without a key. The strap on the back of the shoes allows you to walk, but somehow remains rigid when you try to take them off." Kevin mused over Hanna's idea as he called the lift. "But why would anyone go to such lengths to make restraints. You can get the same result in much simpler way." "That's what we have to discover." "Surprise, surprise!" exclaimed Kevin as they entered the next room. "More lingerie!" The room was slightly smaller than the testing chamber. Its center was surrounded with glass walls reaching all the way from the floor to the ceiling. There was enough space between the glass and the walls of the room for three people to walk beside each another. The most prominent article within the enclosed space were three rows of long objects reassembling legs. They were attached by the tops to a set of metal rails installed under the ceiling. On the floor below the rails, six stations, some with specialized robotic arms were installed. The rails moved the plastic limbs rightwards, from station to station. "More lingerie," repeated Kevin looking at the legs. "Yeah," Hannah confirmed setting up her camera, "looks like someone has a strong fixation on this stuff." The plastic limbs looked like simplified, low-cost, carvings of human legs. Flat pieces of plastic imitated toe-less feet. They pointed down at 45 degree angle. Thighs and calves were made from a single mould of plastic flaring upwards. The legs lacked knees, heels and muscles. "Most peculiar," mumbled Hannah as she begun filming, focusing the camera on the first station. The station consisted of two silver cylinders extending several feet above the floor and a robotic arm. Black, three inches high bands were wound around each cylinder in even intervals. When a pair of legs stopped over the station, the arm moved towards the cylinders. It had two rings at its end. Around the bottom of each ring several small graspers were mounted. When the arm positioned the rings over the cylinders, the graspers grabbed the edges of the top bands. As the arm started ascending towards the legs, the rings extended stretching the bands. It stopped after reaching upper thighs and the rings started shrinking, enveloping the bands around the legs. The bands were made of semi-transparent material, looking like a cross between nylon and lace. As the legs started moving towards the next station the arm withdrew to its dormant position. The remaining bands rode up on the cylinders and two additional bands emerged from the floor to replace the one that had been used. The legs stopped over a white vat marked with the NovelTech's logo and started descending. From outside the glass, the vat's contents could not be seen. The legs remained submerged for several seconds. They emerged covered with black, tar-like liquid. The black substance reached all the way up to the semi-transparent bands, covering their lower inch. The third station was a clone of the first one. Another band of nylon- like material was drawn up each leg. The new bands were two inches high, with their middles resting exactly over the bottom edge of the first bands. The next stop was between two rectangular planes mounted on the level of the legs. The air rippling around the planes suggested intense heat prevailing inside. After about two minutes the limbs emerged from between the planes. The black tar was now replaced by sheer black nylon. "You don't see many like those nowadays," commented Hannah. "What, you mean stockings?" "Yeah, the ones you can buy now are all hold-ups. You just put them on and forget about them. These here require a garter belt to wear." The stockings were all sheer without heel or toe reinforcements. On the upper thigh they had an inch wide band of darker nylon, followed by the three inches of translucent tops. Transparent letters circled the nylon band forming the word 'INSIDE.' It repeated several times around the circumference. "So?" Kevin had trouble following her. "Nobody buys them. They're too much trouble to put on." "Maybe our hosts foresaw a shift in fashions then, cause it looks like they plan to flood shelves with this stuff." Robotic arm with two rings at its end waited at the fifth station. The rings had numerous nozzles pointing inwards. Six white tanks with GeneSIS logo were installed at the robot's base. 'WARNING! To be handled by female personnel only' was printed in large red letter on the tanks. When the legs stopped, the arm shifted below them and started a slowly ascending upwards. The nozzles began spraying pinkish liquid over the hose. The arm's direction inverted after reaching the base of the stockings' tops. When the rings reached the feet level and nozzles switched off, and the legs continued towards the final station. The last station consisted of a small table rising several feet above the floor and two robotic arms. A narrow conveyor belt ran from the table, through the glass wall, across the room, and disappeared into the wall. When the legs stopped, the larger arm rotated towards them. It grabbed the upper edges of the stockings and puled them down, turning them inside out. The hose shrank twice in size after being pulled of the legs. A panel on the side of the table swerved open, forming a 'V' with the table. The stockings were lowered into the opening, and the panel closed, pressing them. Meanwhile the smaller arm fished a flat rectangular package from under the opposite side of the table. The package had a black bottom and a transparent cover, held open by one of the arm's graspers. When the panel opened the stocking were neatly pressed, forming two flat L-letters. The arm lowered them down into the package, while graspers worked together to fold them. The cover was closed and the smaller arm traced the cover's edge with beam of red light, apparently sealing it. The package was turned upside down, and a label was glued to it underside. From their vantage point only 'AUTHORIZED USE ONLY' could be read at the top of the label. Finally the package was put on the conveyor and sped to disappear into the wall. The process at the two remaining production lines was identical. The only difference was in the color of stockings. The middle one made sheer tan hose, and the third one white. "The machines spew out three packages every two or three minutes." Kevin wrinkled his forehead. "This gives us... around 1500 packages a day." "And leaves us with exactly fifteen seconds to grab the next one." Hannah was already waiting by the belt. She grabbed the next package containing black hose, and briefly checked the label on her way back. "What does it say?' "I'm not sure." She packed the package into her backpack. "We'll analyze it later. We've got time for one more room." They returned to the corridor. Kevin seemed to be pondering something. "Is it really so important to wear the stockings on the correct side, that they need to print it?" "Not really. However considering the warning on the label, I don't think these are ordinary stockings. Figuring them out may give us some answers finally." Hannah could be right. The production lines inside the cage looked more like they belonged in a pharmaceutical plant than a clothing factory. Additionally, the demand for some equipment to be handled by women only concerned Kevin. It felt as if a barely visible red light somewhere deep in his mind tried to warn him, that something very wrong was going on in this place. 019.20-Alpha read plaque by the door Hannah chose next. Familiar looking glass cage took up the center of the room. The floor looked like hedgehog's skin with close to fifty shiny metal rods sticking vertically up. They were arranged in a square mesh that took most of the space inside. Flesh colored items sat atop some rods. Hanna's hand froze on its way towards the utility belt when she realized what she was looking at. "What the..." Kevin's mind clicked at the same moment. "Do you see what I'm seeing?" "If you mean life-like penis heads, then yes," she replied retrieving her camera. Each rod was accompanied by a robotic arm with two thin tendrils sticking out of its end. Six white tanks with GeneSIS logo and the for-girls-only warning surrounded each robot's base. The arms swiveled between the rods and feeders extending from the floor nearby. The feeders provided unrecognizable objects which were picked by the arms and installed upon the rods. Every two rows of rods were separated by a conveyor belt running across the room, through the glass, and disappearing into the wall on the right. The belts carried packages similar to those containing the stockings, only much smaller. Ten inches above each rod a steel cylinder with surface covered by mesh of copper piping hung from the ceiling. Hannah focused the camera on an empty rod, just in time to catch the arm placing a fiercely red disc on its top. The disc looked half an inch high and a bit more than an inch in diameter. A thin white needle-like piece of plastic was sticking up in its center. An inch high metal tube with surface resembling a very dense strainer was inserted over the rod. Next the arm picked a clear plastic cylinder with a thin capillary extending down from its cone shaped tip. When the cylinder was placed over the red disk, the ensemble started to look like a thick very short pencil or a bullet. The capillary's end disappeared into to top of the metal tube added earlier. One of the tendrils moved forward and inserted a thin needle through the opening in the tip of the bullet. Pink fluid flew down the capillary and through the metal strainer into plastic cylinder. The thick substance slowly filled the entire volume of the cylinder. After two minutes the tendril withdrew and the other one sprung to life. It bled a droplet of transparent goo into the mouth of the capillary, sealing the pink substance inside. The appearance of a plastic packaging on the feeder signified that the machines were about finished. When the tendrils withdrew, the rod started ascending. It stopped after the entire pink bullet disappeared inside the cylinder hanging from the ceiling. The machine remained motionless for a minute or two. When the rod started riding down, a life- like, flesh colored penis head resting on a red base replaced the plastic tube. The head bobbed slightly sideways when the rod stopped. It was quickly sealed within the package and sent to an unknown destination on conveyor belt. Before they left the room Hannah added a fake phallus to their collection of trophies. "We have to clear the place," she said after checking her PDA. "Thirty minutes left until the maintenance window." "OK, let's go. Don't know about you, but this place gives me creeps. I can't shake the feeling that something very sinister is going on here." "We'll figure it out, Kev. We have the recordings, the shoes, stockings, and... the cock. We just need to put the puzzle pieces together." Their trip back to the surface and through the sewers was uneventful. When they climbed out of the manhole in the dirty alley, it was almost 7am. Hannah convinced Kevin to come to her place. It was much closer and there was still a lot to do. They both wanted to examine their findings and go over the recordings. Other than that they didn't talk much on the way to Hanna's house. Kevin was processing what they saw in the facility, trying to make some sense it. Project Phoenix seemed even more mysterious now. Chapter 2 When they got to Hanna's place, Kevin poured himself a glass of Scotch, while Hannah went upstairs to take a shower. He decided clearing his mind took priority, hygiene could wait. He headed upstairs to Hanna's study, still trying to make sense of what they knew. The government was building enormous underground installations across the country. Amount of money and resources consumed by the project was unprecedented. What they'd found inside one of installations seemed ridiculous. High heels, lingerie, fancy restraints, and sex toys. Maybe if they'd been able to stay longer inside and infiltrate other buildings, things would've made more sense now. He got off the armchair, picked Hanna's backpack and spilled the contents onto the floor. High-heeled shoes, stockings, and a strange short dildo. Kevin picked the package containing the stockings. It had a rigid bottom made of black plastic. The transparent cover had three protruding compartments. Two of them contained the hose, the third one a black folded garment made of nylon and lace. He couldn't recall the garment being packaged together with the stockings. The package must have been hermetically sealed, because he felt the compartments resisting his grip. Kevin turned the package over and examined the label. 'AUTHORIZED USE ONLY' was spelled in large red letters at the top of the label. "Why would you need government's approval to wear stockings," he wondered inwardly. The rest of the label was equally enigmatic. A table on its left side listed several physical features. Race: caucasian Complexion: pale Nails: 0,3 Age: 20 Height: 5'1" Ribs: 34 Waist: 23 Hips: 38 In a big red circle below the table '24hrs' was written. On the right side of the label, an outline of a headless human figure was printed. The body proportions were distinctly female, but the figure lacked breasts. "Figured anything?" Hannah sat down in the armchair opposite from Kevin toweling her hair. Kevin's eyes drifted against his will towards her chest. She wore a tight, sleeveless top clinging to her body like a second skin. Without a bra, her nipples protruded under the material, demanding attention like searchlights mounted atop twin Mt. Everests. The top left her midriff exposed, revealing a sparkling stud piercing her bellybutton. Kevin's gaze soared down tracing the sensual curves hid under Hanna's spandex shorts. "Well, Kev, hope the alcohol hasn't eased you up too much, cause we have work to do." Kevin shrugged off the building arousal. "They seem pretty specific about their target clientele," he said putting the package on the table. "Take a look, you're more qualified to decipher this. I'm gonna go take a shower now." Hannah picked the stockings with a quizzical look on her face. She sat examining the package and label for long while. She shook her head, and picked the second package next. It looked like a twin of the one containing stockings, only much smaller. The penis was tightly encased within profiled transparent plastic. It looked as if someone cut the top three inches of an erect male member and attached a red plastic base to it. The level of detail was impressive. The opening at the top of the pink mushroom-shaped head was slightly parted, giving it an angry look. The material imitating skin was wrinkled in places, with several dark veins modeled underneath. Hannah involuntarily rubbed her thighs against each other. She noticed two inch-long grooves incised on the opposite sides of the base. "Way too short for a dildo," she thought turning her attention to the label. It had similar layout as the label on the stockings. Big red letters at the top warned against unauthorized use. The remaining contents of the label made Hannah wrinkle her forehead with consternation. Hair: Blonde Eyes: Blue Model: 056G In the lower left corner '24hrs' was written inside a big red circle. A headshot of a beautiful blonde woman took the right side of the label. "Honey, could you come over here," Kevin shouted from the bathroom. Hannah found him standing naked in the shower, examining his pants. "My clothes stink," he said showing his pants with a helpless gesture. "Do you have anything I could wear?" Hanna's eyes scanned Kevin's body, taking measurements. Finely developed muscles straining under his hairy chest resulted from long hours he spent in the gym. During the few months they'd been together, it became obvious that Kevin liked his body and took good care of it. Hannah thought that he even relished in his maleness. Not that he was arrogant, or anything. To the contrary, Kevin was a caring, subtle person, always chivalrous towards her. If she could, Hannah would change only two things about him: his hair style and his sexual behavior. Despite being 33 Kevin still had raven black hair, with not even a hint of gray on it. He always cut it short, ignoring Hanna's pleading to let them grow longer. She also enjoyed occasional girls-on-top sex, however Kevin wouldn't have it. He had to dominate in bed. Her gaze lingered a little longer around Kevin's crotch. "My panties won't fit there." "Gee, that's a relief babe. Do you have any pants and shirt I could wear?" "We'll see." She left giggling. Hannah returned a few minutes later carrying two garments. 'Come to the study after you get dressed, hon." She left sending him a mischievous wink. Hannah returned to the study, turned on the TV and begun connecting the camera. While she was fidgeting with the cables, Kevin came back from the shower. He was wearing only green shorts which looked two sizes too small for him. "What's the matter babe, haven't you liked the top?" she grinned at him. "Very funny Hannah. Men don't wear lacy tops. Especially ones with built- in bras." He sat in the armchair and picked his glass. His eyes opened wide when he looked at the TV. "No way... I thought this asshole was in jail." Hannah glanced at the screen. A discussion panel was on with three participants talking about GDP projections for the next year. "Who?" "Senator Brown. I investigated this pervert two years ago. One day I got a call from a hooker who wanted to talk about him. When she told me her story, I thought she was pulling my leg." Kevin paused to sip his whiskey. "She met the guy when she was working as a call girl in Washington. After a quickie, he paid her triple the usual amount, and said there was more if she was interested. All she had to do was to keep him company for a month, in exchange for more money than she could make in two years. There was one condition though, she had to move in with him. Too bad for her, she said yes." Kevin made another short pause and gulped the rest of his Scotch. "She spent the month chained in dungeons under his mansion. Said he raped her several times a day. After a month he paid her and let her go. She decided to talk, because she needed money. Her boyfriend cleared her account and disappeared. At first I didn't believe her. However after some digging I found another girl, who told me similar story. In the end I published the piece, and heard the guys was arrested. Didn't know what happened to him then, cause I had to leave the country for six months. I thought, he was doing life sentence in jail, yet here he is selling bullshit on TV." Hannah was silent for a moment. "I remember reading your story, Kev. Yeah, our office in Chicago investigated this. If I remember correctly it had to be discontinued because the girls wouldn't talk. Our people suspected, he paid them to keep silent. As far as I know he left politics after your story." "Son of a bitch got away with it," Kevin shook his head. "I need another shot of Scotch, would you like some?" "No honey, thanks. I need to get this camera working." Hannah was fast forwarding the recordings when Kevin got back carrying a glass full of whiskey. "What are you looking for?" "The stockings room," she replied focused on the remote. The remote resembled a PDA; 5 inch LCD screen with several buttons underneath. Hannah paused the picture and went several frames back until she found one with the GeneSIS containers in focus. Then she traced a rectangle with her finger on the remote's screen, zooming the picture on the container. Red letters saying 'To be handled by female personnel only' filled the screen. "Hmm, I hoped, we'd find something more on magnified picture." She sounded disappointed. "Why do you think these stockings are important?" "I think you misinterpreted the label. Hosiery is manufactured in three or four sizes, not in thousands for every race. We need to figure out what's the meaning of these values. The cock has a similar label," she added tossing him the package. Disgust on Kevin's face as he handled the package made Hannah smile. He turned the package over and looked at the label. "Wow. A cutie!" "Kevin," Hannah started with a scolding look, "how about you try to figure out why this picture has been put there in the first place?." He put the package down and sipped on his whiskey. "I've no idea." He shook his head. "I can't even begin to imagine why they manufacture all these things. Have you checked the heels?" Hannah shook her head. She picked the shoes and carefully examined them. They looked normal. She tried closing the strap. The clasp consisted of two metal parts, one with a small tongue, the other with a hole. She pressed them together expecting to hear a 'click.' However the parts didn't lock, they came apart when she released the strap. She wrinkled her brow and slipped the shoe onto her feet. After making a few circular moves with the feet, she put on the other shoe. She made a few rounds across the room with the straps dangling open on the outer sides of her ankles. "Very comfortable for a four inch heel," she said looking at her toes. "And sexy," commented Kevin. Hannah bent one of her legs and looked back at the heel. "Yeah... very girly and seductive." With purposeful stride of a woman on a mission she approached the table and picked up the remote. She sat down and searched for the recording of the room where shoes were packaged. Her finger danced on the screen as she was zooming in on different conveyor belts. When she was done, she fast forwarded to the next room, and examined mannequins. "It's all starting to fit together!" She sounded agitated. She picked up the larger package and peeled it open. She unfolded the garter belt and examined the body facing part. 'INSIDE' was repeated several times along the edge, as she expected. Next she checked the inner part of a hose. There it was again. The letters could not be seen on the outer part. "I want you to put on the stockings, Kev." Hannah picked a very unfortunate moment to make her request. The draught of whiskey Kevin was about to swallow sprayed from his mouth. When he finished coughing he looked at her incredulously. "You're not serious, are you?" "I'm serious babe, please put them on," she pleaded with encouraging smile. Kevin fixed his eyes on her face trying to determine if she was really serious. Hannah kept looking straight into his eyes, with an expectant expression on her face. "Please, honey," she pleaded again, smiling the smile that used to have disintegrating effect on his resolve. "Damn, babe, I feel ridiculous even thinking about it. Why do you want me to do it?" "I think I got it figured out." She picked up the the garter belt and got up. "But I need your help to make sure." Kevin stared at the approaching garment with alarm in his eyes. "What have you figured out?" "It seems too crazy to be true when I think about this," she said pulling down his shorts, "but I have try it. Come on, babe, get up!" Kevin hesitated for a long while. However with his instincts dulled by the alcohol, he finally got up with an inward "Ah, fuck it!" Hannah circled behind him and wound the lacy fabric around his waist. He felt her fingers fidgeting on his back then heard 'Click!' soon followed by another 'Click!' Hannah quickly got up to grab the stockings, as if afraid that Kevin would change his mind. "Sit down, honey," she urged him as she squatted on the floor rolling a hose in her hands. A garter brushed against his inner thigh when he slowly sat in the armchair. "Keep it like this, darling." Hannah lifted his left foot and started working the hose up. Kevin frowned when the silky material touched his flesh. When his entire calf was covered with the sheer fabric, Hannah picked up another hose. "You may put the other down," she said lifting his right foot. Kevin watched Hanna's hands slowly moving up his calf with vacant expression. He thought, he could see a small red light blinking faintly on the brink of his consciousness. When the hose reached his knee Hannah kneeled in front of him. "Stand up Kev." She turned her attention back to his left limb. Kevin stared down at the black material quickly swallowing his leg. Hanna's fingers wandered between the back and front of his thigh gradually bringing the hose home. The red blinking light got brighter. She pulled the front garter down and attached it to the stocking's top. Kevin felt the garter tensed against his underbelly tugging the hose up. Hannah giggled, coquettishly covering mouth with her hand. "Having fun, Kev?" Kevin's eyes slowly followed her gaze to his erect manhood. The red light erupted brightly, bringing Kevin out of his stupor. "Stop!" He grabbed Hanna's wrist halfway towards the back garter. Their eyes remind locked for a long moment. Hannah giggled inwardly, moving her head forward. "Sure, honey." The red warning light dimmed when Hanna's soft lips locked around his cock. Her tongue probed the tip of his penis for a while, then started a slow dance around the head. Kevin heaved loosening his grip on her wrist. He felt her lips tighten around his shaft as her head pushed forward. Her tongue wiggled its way underneath now fully exposed head, looking for the groove behind it. Kevin groaned and placed his palms on her head. Hannah took another inch of Kevin's rod in her mouth and looked up. Kevin was too out of it, to take notice of her hands sneaking around his left tight. Her left hand lifted the hose's top, while the right pulled down the garter. After a short struggle the garter was attached to the stocking. She inhaled and closed her eyes. In one quick move she swallowed the entire cock, releasing the garter. Kevin felt something soft settling against his buttock, while something silky rode up his thigh. Unfortunately for him, his mind chose to focus on wet lips brushing his underbelly. Soon the lips retraced along his cock stopping at the peak. Something cool and filmy gently compressed his right knee. A very pleasant, yet alien and disturbing feeling slowly crept up and around his thigh. For a short moment he felt the urge to look down, but the soothing waves of ecstasy radiating from his crotch demanded more immediate attention. When the remaining two garters held the stocking, expression of relief appeared on Hanna's face. She slowed her pace and gently pushed Kevin towards the armchair. Her mouth remained glued to his penis as he sat down. Now she took her time. Kevin felt his lover's mouth lazily inching up and down his penis. When thin bands of tingling sensation embraced his waist and upper thighs, Kevin's attention was transfixed on moist warmth enveloping his cock. The tingling subsided after a moment without a trace. Hannah welcomed Kevin's sperm in her mouth with a sigh of relief. She'd spent over an hour blowing him and her knees were killing her. She let the withering penis out of her mouth and raised massaging her knees. She stood for a good while observing Kevin laying in the armchair. He was sleeping like a baby with his mouth open wide. His muscular, hairy legs and belly looked weird in lingerie. She stooped and slid her finger underneath the left stocking's top. About three inches along his leg her finger met resistance. "It really works," she grinned. With a complacent expression on her face she sat in the armchair. She picked the smaller package and carefully peeled it open. The penis rolled onto her palm. She felt cold, oily substance coating its surface. Holding the red base with two fingers she lifted the tool to her face and sniffed. The rod was odorless. With her free hand she touched it in the middle. It didn't feel like plastic. The surface had soft, velvet-like texture yielding a bit under her finger tips. She tried bending the tool. It yielded a fraction of an inch under her fingertips, then she felt resistance. When she let it go, the rod sprung up to its nearly horizontal position. Hannah looked at Kevin, then at the penis in her hand. After a moment of hesitation she got up and walked towards him holding the ominous thing like a dagger. She circled the armchair stopping beside his head. Holding her breath, she inserted the tip of the dildo into Kevin's mouth. Carefully, like a sapper disarming a mine, she pushed it inside. With trance-like fascination her eyes traced a vein on the side of the penis disappearing into Kevin's mouth. When the red disk slipped past his lips she stopped. She slowly rotated the rod until grooves on the disk were facing Kevin's teeth. Biting on her lower lip, Hannah pushed Kevin's jaw up. When his teeth were inside the grooves, she withdrew her hands and waited with an expectant expression on her face. Hannah nearly jumped when she heard a sound of bubble gum balloon popping inside Kevin's mouth. Moments later his Adam's apple moved up and down as he swallowed. She smiled and planted a brief kiss on Kevin's cheek. "Sleep tight darling." Hanna's white heels clicked on polished hardwood when she appeared in the doorway pushing a chair. She put the chair three feet in front of sleeping Kevin. She spent the rest of the day sitting in the chair, observing Kevin intently. Chapter 3. Kevin woke up with a feeling that something was wrong. He wanted to yawn, yet he couldn't. His half asleep mind was receiving very disturbing messages. His jaw felt sore and stiff. He was tasting something funny in his mouth. Sweet. He made a mental note to brush his teeth. Something hard, soft and velvety was pressing on his tongue, contradicting signals read. The same thing seemed to touch his palate. A droplet of thick, sweet fluid fell on the base of his tongue. He tried moving his tongue, but something held it trapped. He tried closing his mouth to swallow, but it wouldn't close. He tried opening his mouth, but they wouldn't open either. It felt as if smoothing held his front teeth in steel grip. His right hand slowly rose up and explored. A hard, smooth object was stuck between his teeth. 'What the...' The events of the last evening came flooding. They were infiltrating a government facility. They stole some weird stuff there. Stockings, a sex toy, and a pair of high heels. He remembered Hannah dressing him in stockings. He stopped her. Then there was a wonderfully long, sloppy blowjob. With a lot of deepthroating. Then nothing. Kevin sat upright and opened his eyes. Hannah was sitting In front of him, observing him intently. He thought, he felt something smooth shifting along his buttocks, but ignored the sensation. There were more pressing matters at hand. His fingers explored the object holding his teeth. 'Smooth, hard, circular...?' 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“Are you serious?” came Natalya’s incredulous voice over the intercom. “Come on up and see for yourself,” Inari replied, her voice still quiet. The clamor of movement from behind her let her know everyone had left their posts to get a good look. “Oh, my God!” Priya and Natalya said at the same time. The lights were still flashing across the hull from their position, but the name of the ship was clear as day. “Looks like those legends you told me about are true Nats,” Korsa said. “Yeah,”...

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Project World Pen

Matt walked along the sidewalk trying to forget how much his life sucked. His overbearing mother and three sisters were making him miserable. Thinking back on it he should have gone to college out of state instead of attending the local university to save money. Looking at his watch he realized he was running late for work and started to move faster as he cursed his sister for taking his car without asking. Getting to the lab he tried to catch his breath as he rode the elevator down to the...

Mind Control
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Rewarding Phoenix

Nervous…breathe..inhale slowly through the nose, exhale slowly through the mouth.. As I calmed myself down repeating this over and over finally feeling the wave of calm wash over me. I hadn’t known that I had grown so nervous until I hit the threshold of the door then WHAM. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I couldn’t breathe or move I just stood there panting. Why was I so nervous? Hadn’t this been the continuation of our romance on lush? I said to myself in the doorway to my home with my small...

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The Awakening of a Vengeful Phoenix

A man is feminized by his wife and his business partner and framed for embezzlement. Can he survive the humiliations his wife intends to subject him to and start a new life? Chapter 1 Geri let out a quiet scream as she came yet again. Evan always seemed to know just how to push her buttons when she was on top. She reflected that he had better enjoy the bottom because that was where he was going to be from now, but he didn't need to know that. She rested her forehead on his...

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A Fistful of Sand Book 1Chapter 19 Phoenix

The room looked oddly familiar. She'd dreamt this place before. 'Strange, ' Laura thought. 'Why aren't I afraid?' Laura stepped up to the wall of the crystal sphere that was currently holding her prisoner. Maybe not a pure sphere ... It seemed to grow organically from the floor, perhaps ten paces in diameter, doming over her head almost to the ceiling. Her reflection distorted and refracted in the sharp edges where seemingly random shapes met to form its solid wall. Through the...

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Project NERD Chapter 3

The next day in school Kimberly was talking with Melissa and Heather while she got her books out of her locker for her next class."I went over to Theodore's house last night. I told him it was to work on the project, but I didn't tell him WHICH project! He just assumed it was the biology project for Grody Brody's class!"The girls all giggled knowing what she meant. "Yeah, I got all dolled up and I wore my slinky red minidress and my black CFM's.""You didn't!" Heather gasped. They...

Teen
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Project 13

Welcome to Project 13 For those who have fallowed my clues, i thank you for taking the time to decode my challenge, it is good to know i have such loyal fans, after reading so many story's on this site, it has giving me so many idea's, so i have desided to mash 2 story's of mine together....a challenge if you will.... anyway, Welcome to Project 13 Project 13 is now open for writers

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Project BND

Pain Your muscles ache and your mind throbs. Its difficult to collect your thoughts in the agony that rends your brain. You feel weightless and with a form only defined by what hurts. Accompaning this is that of something covering your mouth and nose. You gather the strength to open your eyes. Everything is blurred and difficult to make out. Your eyes begin to sting from chemicals and the surrounding light. After you see a stream of bubbles pass by your face you come to the conclusion that your...

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Project Phoenix 2 Chapter 1

This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual scenes and forced feminization. The story meant for adults only. Stop reading now if you're below 18. This story is a direct continuation of my earlier story, Project Phoenix. Readers who are unfamiliar with it may want to read it first to get a better grasp of what's going on. I also would like to thank the readers who left reviews of my earlier two stories. I really appreciate them. Project Phoenix Part 2 By...

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Project Lucifer

"The deadline's too close," I snarled. "I don't have the time to listen to your inane babbling..." "Time is just what keeps everything from happening at once." Ginger arose, laughing, from the poolside lounge. Her skin, a brighter green than even her miniscule bikini, faded to aqua, then almost to pink as she stretched lazily and moved deeper into the shade of the cabana. Outside of our shaded area, the grass and trees glistened under a hard blue sky. "You're the one who taught me...

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Project Pussy

It was a cold winter night in the Chi-Town!! December 25 1994 Marry Christmas to all and to all a good night. Me and a couple of my home boys decided to go to the then Cliff Levingston Rivera for the Christmas celebration of hip. Me a young k** at the time age 25 nice looking short and stature but hansome and always on the look out for some good pussy. When the music came on I look for some one to dance with. On the floor was this fine thick big booty girl dance by herself. I thought to myself...

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Project PrometheusChapter 8

Alexander Tomisic could do nothing but gape at the sheer volume of ships that lay entombed within the ice. Craft of various designs from many species stuck out of the landscape, like the icy fingers of corpses. There had to be dozens of vessels, possibly even hundreds. Alex could only imagine what sort of fate that the crews had met, if any had survived the crash. “Are you ladies seeing this?” he called out over the comm line. “Affirmative sir! I guess that the Dead Snows is a fitting name...

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Project NERD Chapter 2

The one thing that Kim hadn't counted on was that Theo might have weapons of his own in his aresenal. And one of those weapons was his kiss.You see, Theodore Franklin wasn't a good kisser–he was a GREAT kisser! Although he had no experience and certainly no one had taught him how to kiss, he just seemed to inherently know how to make a girl's heart skip a beat and her pussy dampen with just a kiss.Theo brought his lips to bear on this seductress now and suddenly the predator was the prey!...

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Project 3some

Then I met my boyfriend, Paul. He was just as sexually adventurous as me, & made me feel comfortable with my sexuality. It all started with a random conversation about bisexual women. I held back from telling him about my fantasies, until he told me he loves bisexual women. I asked had he ever had a threesome & he said no, but he wanted to, really badly. I told him I would consider it, but we had to find a girl. That seemed to be no problem for him, considering he knew A LOT of women, &...

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project partners

She looked at the clock as she stepped into the shower. The warm water running down her shoulders was just what she needed after a long day in college, and tempted as she was to soak in a bit longer, tonight there was no time to waste. John will be here any minute, she thought as she hurried out of the shower, wrapping her wet, dripping hair in the towel. She walked around her bedroom in her lingerie, trying to figure out what she should wear. Damn it, I don’t have enough clothes, and I went...

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Project Worker 2

Introduction: Continuing my life history working in the Supported Housing sector Project Worker Part 2 Shirley asked me to sit down, as she had some important news. She was older than me, and had an eventful life which meant that she was well experienced to handle the supported housing project and all the people in it. David in Room 3 has a younger sister, and I have heard from the Police this morning that they are looking for her. Did you see any females in his flat this morning? No, I lied....

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Project Rebirth

"This is your second chance at life" You have just been arrested for multiple offences and have been sentenced to 5 years in prison, but on the day you were supposed to be incarcerated you have instead been escorted to what had looked like an abandoned warehouse from the outside. Inside you were led through several winding corridors, into what looks like a futuristic hospital room. There was bed in the middle and and a strange transparent pod in the corner. "My name is Dr. Emmett Carlson, and...

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Project G

Welcome, in this story you will be reading about the events that transpire after taking apart of project G. What is project G? Well that is for me to know and you to find out. So lets start with the basics...

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Project Sexpionage

It was 8 am in London, the beginning of yet another dreary day. And there is nothing drearier than a government building on a rainy day. This ran through the mind of Andy, the fat, 29 year old security guard at the SIS building at Vauxhall Cross. But, Andy didn’t tell his friends and family that he worked at the SIS building. He told them he worked at the MI6 building. A much sexier name, that, he thought. His friends at the pub didn’t quite believe that he worked at the building of Britain’s...

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Project Phoenix Part 2 Chapter 2

This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual scenes and forced feminization. It is meant for adults only. Stop reading now if you're below 18. This story is a direct continuation of my two earlier stories set in the universe of Project Phoenix. Both of them are available here on FictionMania. Readers who are unfamiliar with them might want to read them first to get a better grasp of what's happening. I also would like to thank the readers who left reviews of my...

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Project Se Sex

Hi guys and girls mera naam sandy hai aur mei punjab ke amritsar ka rehne wala hoon. Mei koi hatta katta ya gym jane wala nhi hoonbas 21yrs ka average dikhne wala ladka hoon. Mere lund ka size 6 inch hai lekin kaafi motta hai. Yeh jo incident jo mein apke sath share karne ja rha hoon mera pehla exprnc hai Baat feb 2013 ki hai mei admission krvane k liye ek bahut hi badi university gaya tha waha mujhe meri sis ki room mate sheetal mili jo ki 25 years ki ekdam slim aur gori ladki thi mei yeh toh...

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Project Super Soldier Part 5

Chapter 34 After changing, Kat and Becky explained that they had some things they had to pick up for gym class after dinner, Kat also gave her mother the permission slip and had her sign it. While they were cleaning up after dinner Becky's phone rang. Her caller ID showed that it was May, so she answered and placed her on speaker phone. "Hi May, I was just getting ready to call you and tell you we are on our way." "Cool, I told my mother our plans for tonight and she wants to...

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project partners

She looked at the clock as she stepped into the shower. The warm water running down her shoulders was just what she needed after a long day in college, and tempted as she was to soak in a bit longer, tonight there was no time to waste. John will be here any minute, she thought as she hurried out of the shower, wrapping her wet, dripping hair in the towel. She walked around her bedroom in her lingerie, trying to figure out what she should wear. Damn it, I don’t have enough clothes, and I went...

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Project Zone 3

The Characters and situations in the story are ficticious and author cautions that the situations depicted may upset some readers.  Bomatsu Msingu waved happily as he saw my Land Rover sweep round to the check point."Very good to see you Bwana, welcome" he shouted."How are we doing," I enquired as I stopped and climbed from the ageing vehicle."Very well Bwana, on target, your friends will be very happy."Oxbridge Greening, my charity, bringing a sustainable future for farming in an area of...

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Project ManagerChapter 5

Isabel and Scott were sitting at the end of the long table in the dining room drinking coffee and eating the breakfast they had selected from the variety of both hot and cold foods that were there. They weren’t saying much but the looks they were exchanging with each other were saying a lot. Each of them could see an occasional smile appearing on the other’s face as they were doing this exchanging. Isabel asked Scott what were his plans for today. “I am going to find a guide with a car to...

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Project ManagerChapter 8

After some minor problems were worked out and the initial briefing done with the three assistants the Doctor had selected the physical therapy program started. The Doctor sent to Sandi a list of the patients along with what he thought there problems were. The nine patients the Doctor initially referred had the types of illnesses and injuries that Sandi had worked with in the States. The assistants were females, all in their mid-twenties who were quick learners and had caring personalities....

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Project PrometheusChapter 21

Korsa and Shazza were puttering around, monitoring the time as they minded the trio plugged into the Spock. Alex, Kasumi and Natalya had plugged themselves in, going off on a mental jaunt through Alex’s mind. The search for answers was a constant one, but the ones they needed lay locked in the man’s mind. Somehow, he’d been left a clue about this new energy they had access to, and it lie in his past. More specifically, a memory of his past, which involved looking through each memory one by...

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Project PrometheusChapter 24

Tahral screamed and moaned at the wound that had clipped his shoulder. The man had experienced pain before, but this was his first time being shot. It was both a new and painful experience for him, one he did not wish to repeat. Korsa had placed him on the ground inside the Darkstrider and was checking his wound. She sighed in relief at what she found and picked Tahral up in her arms. “Is he going to be OK?” Taal’ani worried, fear creasing her beautiful features. “He’ll be all right. It’s...

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Project Eldest SonChapter 3

Names at the top, and definitions at the end. Thanks for reading. Helena Wagner- DeniseGiselle Chevalier- Hannah Markus Kovalev- RobertCamila Garcia- Laura Ishmael Suarez- Steven Ludmilla had had a very relaxing time at the safe house with the group that rescued her. She’d tasted cooking from all four of the people from the organization. They were all excellent cooks. She was still waiting for the mysterious Helena to call and talk to her. It had been 4 days since her arrival here and she...

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Project Eldest SonChapter 16

(Note: If you haven’t read the story “Calm like a Bomb” yet, the protagonists from that story are crossing over to this one.) Directors Richards and Haspel sat in MI6’s executive conference room along with Director Younger and MI5 Director Sir Andrew Parker watching Republican guard Colonel Rostamifir answer questions from his interrogators. The video had been dubbed in English since the interrogators were questioning him in his native Persian. “Tell us about the rest of the safe houses...

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Project Worker 2

Shirley asked me to sit down, as she had some important news. She was older than me, and had an eventful life which meant that she was well experienced to handle the supported housing project and all the people in it. “David in Room 3 has a younger sister, and I have heard from the Police this morning that they are looking for her. Did you see any females in his flat this morning?” “No”, I lied. “Is she a criminal?” “Oh no nothing like that,” said Shirley, “It’s just she didn’t show up at...

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Project Phaggot

“Shortcake,” the woman with the squawking crow voice shrieked as she burst into the secondary bedroom.“Yes, Auntie,” asked the rising the seventh-grader.“I’m gettin’ ready to go to work. Reggie is comin’ in tonight. He’ll be here in a couple hours.”“Okay!”“Don’t be going out. Stay in the house.”“Yes, ma’am!”“See you in the mornin’!”“Bye bye!”Shortcake, whose government name was Rylan Lewis, went back to playing Fortnite on the second hand all-in-one computer. He shot a rival and grinned. He was...

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Project 138

================================================ Project 138 - by Crystalline ================================================ -------------------------------- Chapter 1: What A Man Will Do... -------------------------------- I walked into our apartment after a day of dealing with insensitive assholes at my work. I got denied a raise for the third time in 4 months since I learned I was going to be a father. So, naturally, I wasn't in the mood for what I saw. Beer bottles all...

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Project Boyfriend Part 1

I've always had feelings for my best friend Chris. At exactly 6 feet and an athlete's body, he's the kind of guy that every girl and guy would fawn for. We've been friends for a long time now and you have no idea how much I want to fuck him. As for me, I can say that I'm pretty good looking myself. At 5'9" with blonde hair and a toned body, I'm not what you would call ugly by all means. A lot of guys and girls have their eyes on me but my eyes are all on him. Too bad he's straight as an...

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Project Super Solider part 2

Chapter 9 "So I'm officially Kathleen Elizabeth Marlete now?" Kat continued thumbing through folder she had been handed. Picking up the new driver's license and inspecting it. "This shows I'm only seventeen? I thought you said we were going to make my age older?" "All things considered," Matt cautioned. "We thought it best to give you more time to get used to the new you. We have a house just off base being set up for you and your mom to move into." "My MOM!" Kat exclaimed. "Who...

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Project Super Solider part 3

Chapter 18 Kat had spotted the old out building a few days after they had moved into the new house. At first Deb had not liked the idea of Kat messing around with a work shop, it being not at all something most girls would be interested in, but did listen to Kat's arguments and saw that Kat made several valid points, and agreed that Kat could start restoring the old building to suit her tinkering need as long as no explosives ever became involved. Being one of the few who knew of...

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Project Girlfriend Veronika Part 1

Project Girlfriend: Veronika Part 1 (June 10-July 8 2019) Oh man, another day, another boring lecture...... Lew noted as he sat in a small English Composition classroom, listening to the professor drone on. Granted to be a college freshman shouldn't been this dull Lew had figured, but often he had found the days slowly drifting by and by. The lecture was, like this week, being over mythic stories and while some of them were interesting, Lew found some to be quite drab. He scratched his...

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Project Girlfriend Veronika Part 2

Project Girlfriend Veronika Part 2 December 28 2019, Jan 2-3 2020 The morning sun peeked out into Lew's room, rousing him from his uneasy sleep. He got up, stretching and taking a moment to wipe the dust from his sullen eyes. Ugh what a night, he noted mentally, as he got up to get ready for his day of college. As he gathered clothes and his book bag, he suddenly realized what he recalled last time. Oh my.... Veronika.... was uh, playing with herself. He wasn't sure whether or not to...

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Project Girlfriend Veronika Part 3

Project Girlfriend Veronika Part 3 "Quick, I will stall her, get that back on you," Lew whispered to the being sitting there, with the Veronika skin suit split out on the top. He walked over to the door and replied back to Maddy Jo, "Yeah just a moment Maddy, please hold on!" desperation seeping into his voice. He needed to get through this, and that required whoever this person was in this strange outfit to cooperate. The mysterious being looked at him briefly, then nodded and began...

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Project Epic

You know it’s ironic. I have spent almost a decade perfecting a singular chemical. It was the key to all that I wanted and more. I knew that, but I hadn’t quite figured out how to get it to work as intended. I lived for a singular purpose, to perfect my chemical. But we will get back to that. You see I was a nerd. Like a nerd to the extreme. I had been in high school, and I continued that legacy all the way through to the end of my doctorate. You see I wanted to make drugs. I wanted to make the...

Mind Control
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Project

I was only fourteen when I became a high school junior. I had all the math and science credits I needed to graduate and if I took an English course in summer school, as I intended, would finish by August and could enter the university that had already offered me a full scholarship, a college freshman at fifteen. I had everything a kid my age needed except two, a driver’s license and pussy. I was a 100% virgin and most high school girls wouldn’t even look at me. I masturbated regularly and...

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Project ManagerChapter 6

Scott thought long and hard about what to tell Ray if he would or wouldn’t take the offered assignment to replace Carley. He was not overly anxious to go to Central America because he enjoyed being back in the States. There were a number of thoughts that ran through his mind as he pondered about what he should do. One of these thoughts had to do with Isabel. He wondered if she still would be available for Scott to be with since the seriousness of her involvement with this Army man was...

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Project ManagerChapter 7

Standing at the airport watching people coming out of the customs area Scott couldn’t help but feel excited. It was close to three weeks since he had last seen Sandi. He still was amazed that she had offered to come here and live with him. To say he had an itch that Sandi could help scratch was a nice way of saying he was anxious to make love with her. They had exchanged phone calls, text messages and some emails but they only served to increase the feelings he had of missing her. He saw her...

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Project PrometheusChapter 14

Alex looked over the hologram of the plans for the dome in front of him. Though a lot had been done in these past two weeks, there was still more to do. Since the night of the Artucian’s entry into the Unified Systems Alliance, both them and the crew of the Perseus had been working around the clock. Salvaging the wrecks of the Dead Snows was well under way, as was the rebuild of the dome behind him. One of the first things to be done was to clear away all the ice surrounding the dome. Once...

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