Espionage - Meeting The Target

After rolling my eyes at his egotistical comments I decided to ask what was on my mind. “Yesterday I felt foreign inside my own house. I also seemed very emotional when I heard the news of the model of this Skinsuit’s **** which was uncharacteristic of me. Why was that?” I asked the good doctor my questions.

The doctor seemed to instantly realize what I meant as he began expositing the reason why. “Well, to make sure you don’t seem or even feel like a man in a woman’s skin, I made it so that you felt familiar with how to act as a woman. It does have the side effect of making you more emotional and aroused.” I nodded to myself instinctually at his words as I remembered yesterday. “Another side effect was that it pushed back masculine feelings including familiarity with your normal life, you know so you don’t tip off your target or anyone of your life before.”

“So that means I am instinctually feminine? So I will feel attracted to men and such things?” I asked the doctor.

The doctor nodded at that. “Why yes Ms. Schwarz, that’s exactly it. You would know how to act around men, including seducing them, as well as around women or anyone else you may come by. I even programmed your Skinsuit to act particularly seductive around your target Mr. Grever.” He explained as I looked down at my body, I mean the Skinsuit. “Ah, I see you are admiring my invention. I knew you would come around.”

For some reason, I wanted to correct him yet I didn't know what exactly I could correct him on. Instead, I just smiled an award-winning smile as I said, “Thank you, doctor, that is all for now. Tell Alura Jennings, I am ready for her.” Instead of closing the call as I expected the doctor to do he just left the chair and replacing him was the familiar sight of my handler Alice Jenson. “Oh! I didn’t know you were right there Ms. Jennings. I like the new look, going on a mission again?”

Alura Jennings of course looked very different, instead of her usual too-big jacket and suit to hide her figure she was wearing a fancy dress that really showed off her figure and even had cleavage deep enough to reveal her bra. That meant two things, either she was heading to the field again or she was going on a date after work. I knew darn well though she was single and wasn’t even looking to date so I figured it was the former. Alura smirked at me, “Not complimenting me like you usually do, even when I am going all out, you are different now. It almost saddens me.”

I paused at that and realized she was right. Every day, even when she was wearing that abysmal suit and jacket, I rained down compliments so that she would one day fall prey and I could finally claim victory over her. Now today, when she has on all her makeup and even a figure-hugging dress, all I can say is “I like the new look”? The thought frightens me and causes me to freeze.

“However, you are correct. I am heading on a mission in Italy to get close to Mr. Grever's partner in crime. Due to that, I may not always be there if you need any assistance in your mission, so don’t expect for me to swoop in and aid you okay?” She continued as I was too stunned to snap back. I then got my nerves back when I heard her story.

"Really? Is there also someone in Japan we should be investigating as well?” I asked sarcastically.

Instead of a joke answer back or even her just plain ignoring it as I expected Alura answered completely seriously. “We are currently looking into it.” She said with a straight face.

“If we find someone she promised that I could field test the second iteration of my Skinsuit!” I heard the doctor say excitedly out of view of Ms. Jenson’s camera though I do see her face turned annoyed at his words. “Just wait, baby! Papa will have a thrilling time with you on the island of the rising sun!”

Alice merely sighed before continuing. “Back to your mission, Mr. Grever is the German-African-born ringleader of an international human trafficking ring and an arms dealer. Consider this mission of the greatest importance.” She began. “He is notoriously untrustful of his fellow men but downright naive in his trust of the fairer sex. That combined with the severity of this mission is why we decided it would best to test out this Skinsuit and send out our best agent to get close and get proof of his dealings.” As she explained this a photo of Mr. Grever showed on screen.

"He certainly looks hot.” I expressed my admiration before my brain could catch up to it first. My handler then raised an eyebrow and I covered my mouth with my hands quickly. “Sorry, forget that!”

Thankfully she did and continued explaining while I barely paid attention to her as I continued to think about the muscular black German man I saw. Finally, the call ended and I was alone again with these thoughts and I immediately folded. I got one of the sex toys my handler packed for me, a highly realistic large dildo, and started fucking myself imagining it was Mr. Grever or at least someone like him. It took me until an hour after that when I realized how far I had already gone.

"I am doomed aren't I?" I questioned out loud to myself.

The jet finally touched down in one of the airports of the city of Kiel before I exited the jet with my luggage rolling behind me. As I walked away the jet began its flight back towards the States and as it did my only easy way out of there. I entered the car waiting for me outside the airport and followed the GPS installed towards my “home”. It was as Alura said, a nice but large coastal home right next to an even larger mansion that I figured was where Mr. Grever lived.

I parked and exited my car on the driveway when I noticed that the man I recognized from the photo Alura sent. “Hello, new neighbor. Do you need any help?” He asked me in a deep voice using the sexy Germanic language, his voice oozing confidence yet with a hint of gentleness. From his voice and stance, I realized he didn’t have any ulterior motives, at least not ones detrimental to my mission, and he seemed genuine in his offer to help me.

I remember Alura explained to me that there was a few pieces of furniture that needed to be assembled, to give a plausible reason why I would go visit my new neighbor for help. It seemed that was unneeded as he just walked up and offered it, still, I don’t look a gift horse in the mouth unless I have fear for my life. So I explained that I did need some furniture “reassembled” in my second language but still fluent Germanic with only a bit of help from the Skinsuit to make it sound like it was my first. Mr. Grever understood right away and followed me as I entered inside. As we did he asked, “So what brings such a fine wine of a woman to the beautiful city of Kiel?”

Without missing a beat I remembered and recited my cover story, “Vacation. I hear Kiel is great this time of year and I have some troubles back home so I decided to stay here for a few months.” Mr. Grever seemed to buy it as he just continued to the first assembly of required furniture without a word. “Sorry, let me get the manual. I don’t quite remember how you are supposed to put these darn things together.”

I walked over to one of the closets that was currently barren except for a few manuals. Picking the one I needed I hurried along to Mr. Grever only to find he seemingly already finished as he leaned against the completed desk. “Oh, we won’t need that.” He began as he walked over to me, now that he is so close to me I realized I must have shrunk due to the Skinsuit as he now stood over a head taller than me. “Anything else?” He said with such a husky voice that it made me shiver.

I retreated a few steps and his face immediately fell thinking he somehow hurt me. “Personal space, right? Sorry, I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable.” He apologized before taking a step towards me and reaching out his hand. “The name’s Thaddeus Grever, nice to meet you. I hope we can get along from here on.”

Putting up just a little bit more of the nervousness I was already naturally feeling I shook his hand. "Schwarz, Evelina Schwarz." I said back as I introduced my cover name back. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Grever. I hope the same.” I slipped my hand out of his hand as I recalled the feeling of his, it felt like it could crush my new body if it wanted. Textured with just a bit of roughness but otherwise surprisingly gentle to the touch.

“Please my dear Evelina, just call me Thaddeus, or Thad if you prefer, All my female friends do and I hope you can join that large club.” He said as he opened his arms in such a lovable cocky stance which also, which I am sure wasn’t accidental, showed off his impressive physique. That combined with his words caused a bit of red to show up on my Skinsuit’s cheeks. “I have some free time in about two days. How about you come over to my place and I shall throw a welcoming party for you to our great city of Kiel."

I nodded my head at that. “I would love that.” I said back and I couldn’t tell if it was for the mission or if it was personal. ‘Perfect, a great chance to sneak around and get some dirt on him.’ I told myself. Thaddeus nearly jumped in joy, which would have been quite funny actually, before he and I exchanged partings as he rushed back to his home to prepare.

The moment the door closed behind him I sighed in exasperation as I set my luggage down in the middle of the living room and made my way to my new master bedroom’s connecting bathroom. Inside was a full-body mirror where I could look at myself and every little detail. I still can’t believe it, it looks so lifelike. Even I, the one under the Skinsuit, couldn’t tell you that there was a person underneath it if I wasn’t the one under said Skinsuit. Despite how perverted it is and its creator he does deserve praise. Though of course, I would never say that to the geezer’s face.

'Well I think that but there is one obvious thing that looks fake…’ I thought as I began removing my dress and my clothes underneath. Once I was completely bare I put my arms back and tried to find the zipper that was meant to be on the back of my neck. However, I soon realized I can’t find the zipper I closed when I put this on. Starting to panic I began scrambling to find the zipper anywhere on my back even though I knew that I already touched where it was last time. Finally, I turned fully around and looked back to the mirror to confirm my fears.

“It’s gone!” I screamed a terrified woman’s scream. I dashed towards my luggage and rummaged inside to find what I was looking for, the table that connects back to HQ. I instantly began trying to connect with them and soon the image of the doctor appeared who seemed to be caught by surprise as he was looking to the side. “Doctor, where the hell is the damned zipper!?”

“It should be on the back of your neck.” He said nonchalantly as he casually looked forward to me only to gasp in shock and pleasure as he saw my neck as I leaned against a couch in the living room to show him it wasn’t there. “Wow, what the hell!? I didn’t know you felt that way-”

“Look at my neck, you dirty doctor! See!? There’s nothing there, I am stuck like this!” I screamed at him as I shook in my rage and fury which just so happened looked like I was trying to show off my barely covered ass to him. “Where is it, doctor!? What in the damned hell happened here!?”

I heard a laugh begin from behind me before I fully turned to see what was going on. I saw the doctor there laughing his ass off. “What’s so funny!? Do you think this is a joke? When I get back from this mission I swear I will kill you!” I screamed in rage.

“Oh, this is no joke. This is going exactly as planned.” The doctor said evilly back to me. “Now, sit back and listen as I explain your true mission, Ms. Schwarz."