Espionage - The Twist

“Picture the scene: me, nearly five years ago today, talking to Ms. Jennings’ predecessor, the director of the CIA, and the former vice president. You were just an unknown rookie trying to make a name for yourself. We had a problem then, you see we had a spy that was just too good.” He began to explain. “You wouldn’t know him of course, he was just that good at his job. But his codename was Lupin.”

“Lupin was getting too close to the biggest secret in the entire world, a secret that should it be revealed would cause great upheaval not only in our home country but plunge the world into a war of nuclear power.” He continued as I slowly put my clothes back on not to give him any more of a show, still, I was entranced with his story. “There was a secret ‘wager’ I suppose you would call it, between the world powers. The bets were as varied as they were numerous. Stuff such as which agent could kill the most without being caught, which agent could make the most offspring, you know stuff like that.”

“How does this connect to me though? Further, how does any of this relate to me being stuck in a Skinsuit?” I asked him as I finished dressing myself.

"So impatient, I was getting to that.” He said in annoyance. “Back to it, however, it connected to you in two ways but only the latest one matters for the whole Skinsuit thing. You see the USA made a bet with Italy, Germany, and Japan in which if the USA could bet more money than those three countries combined in these secret wagers then they would have to send one each of their brightest agents to stay in the USA for the rest of their lives to do with as they please.”

“They lost didn’t they…?” I asked him with a rising suspicion growing inside my head.

“Yup, it was a close one but the USA failed that particularly bet.” He answered. “So their punishment was the same as the U.S. itself offered only it would send an agent each to a country and they got to describe the particulars. As you must have guessed Germany wanted our greatest female agent however we couldn’t part with our actual greatest female agent.”

“Why?” I asked confused.

“Here’s a hint: she is the First Lady.” The doctor answered and that caused realization to dawn on me. “So we made a compromise, our greatest male agent in the form of a female. That Skinsuit you are wearing isn’t technically a ‘suit’ anymore, as it has completely reshaped you to fit it after you first slept with it. Ingenious isn’t it?” I nodded along with him as although it was world-shattering to me the deal concerning me made logical sense.

Still, there was one thing I was curious about. “What does all this have to do with Lupin though?” I asked him remembering how we got to this topic.

“Ah, right, him. Well, you see the way we dealt with him was that we had him be the ‘guinea pig’ for the testing phases of the Skinsuit. We needed the body transforming thing to work so we kept putting on new Skinsuit after new Skinsuit on him. His sense of personality was so shattered by the end of it that we had to remake his new persona from the ground up. Here is a glance of what the former Lupin is up to now.” It was then a photograph showing this ‘Lupin’ fucking a man in an empty bar.

"WAIT! Isn’t that my handler Alura!?” I screamed in shock as I saw the image of this supposed ‘Lupin’ who I knew as Alura Jennings getting fucked. “Are you telling me Alura is this Lupin fellow?"

"That’s exactly it.” He informed me. “Turns out even after her mind breaking after the Skinsuit testing she was still a damn good spy. So he was good enough to be sent over to Italy, though it was fortunate that we had such a convenient excuse to get rid of her before anyone knew better. Oh, by the way… Alura nor anyone can help you now so don’t expect any assistance in your new life.”

After a few moments as I let all this sink in I finally acquired the energy to say some more words, “So this is it then.” That was all I could say.

“My advice, and certainly some advice I will have to take when I get to Japan as the final of the three agents, is just forget your old life and enjoy your new one. Hell, it may even be better, a side effect of the Skinsuits is that they elongate your life, pretty nifty huh? So settle down and play the role of the good housewife, maybe even with Mr. Grever? I hear he is a pretty charming man to women and you may even find a use of his resources and ‘assets’ to get **** against the world.” He tried to condolence him.

It was then an offscreen and unheard voice reminded the doctor that his flight was ready to Japan. “Heh, that’s my cue. I am going to send you the photo of my prepared Skinsuit so you can look for me. Knowing how good you are that may be all you need to come find me when you vacation to Japan.” He said with such a humorous tone it almost made me forget what he did to me. “This will be my last message as a man, however, until we meet again.”

I giggled to myself at his last message before closing it. Then a second later all that he said came crashing down on me as I collapsed on my living room couch. The tears started coming out then and I cried until all was black and I was **** to stop by getting some well-deserved sleep.

...

As my eyes opened I could hear and feel the sound of flesh slapping against other flesh. However, that was nothing compared to the sheer feeling I was feeling I felt from down below as I arched my back against muscular chocolate flesh and I moaned out loudly. Then I realized what was happening and I tried to fight back against my partner but I couldn’t move or even say a word, my body just wouldn’t let me.

As I struggled I heard a voice inside my head, a similar voice that I used when I talked as Alura Nappi. ‘Don’t fight it, you and I both know not only is it useless but this is exactly what we wanted. No, begged for. Just lean back and let these Adonis among men steer us into unending pleasure as we forget about stupid Sean and his dumb problems.’ For a moment I did what the other me said but then I came to my senses and violently fought back.

Then I woke up for real.

The day after that series of revelations was a haze to the former Sean. At first, I wanted to try and rebel against my predicament but after realizing that would be futile even for me. I then just did my necessities half lucid before finally, it was morning again. That day too started as before but then I realized that today was her “welcoming party” thrown by Mr. Grever. When I did I hurriedly took a shower and took a hearty breakfast so it would look like nothing was amiss by the time I got there.As I did that I started to doubt if Mr. Grever was as bad as the report before the mission led me to believe. On one hand, it seemed like it was just an excuse to send me to Italy, on the other hand, the doctor said I may find some uses for his resources and “assets”, whatever that meant. I compared the man I met two days ago to the man who is touted as a human trafficker and arms dealer, and I just couldn’t find a connection between the two polarizing images in my head. Do I truly doubt Mr. Grever is the criminal I was briefed on? Perhaps, still, I must be cautious.

By the time I finished getting ready, it was nearly 6 pm. Feeling the time was right for me to head over to Mr. Grever I did some finishing touches. I then scanned myself and sighed to myself both at my beauty and in general surprise I was going through with this. I was wearing a red dress that made no effort to conceal my sexy figure, the same one I wore the day I became Evelina. ‘This is just a welcoming party, nothing too romantic or anything like that.’ I thought to myself.

With that, I walked towards Mr. Grever's home which is just another piece of evidence of his supposed criminality. Perhaps the largest coastal mansion in Naples not to mention perhaps even in the entire world. For someone who has supposedly yet to hit their 30s, being able to own that mansion not to mention that he has more than likely another home somewhere else. Walking up to the front door I knocked on the door and was answered by the man himself. He was wearing a suit fitting his money and the event, a suit that just makes you want to blush when you look at a person you have feelings for wearing it.

"You made it!” He said excitedly as he opened his arms to hug me. For a second I thought that he was going too fast but by the next, I was inside his arms feeling like I was in the safest place in the world. After a few seconds that felt like a blissful hour, I heard him say, “Sorry that there isn’t a full party of people to welcome you. As you may have figured out there aren't a lot of people who live in this neighborhood and even those who did not all are available to attend.”

I nodded my head understandingly, admittedly I only half listened to what he said but I got what he said. “So in that case, are we the only ones here?” I questioned, thinking back to the fact I only saw Grever’s car outside, half hoping that was the case. I began to say, “Because in that case-”

“I am here as well.” An unknown voice to me made herself known. As I looked towards the voice I saw a woman in a red dress even more stretched thin than mine walking down the main stairs to join us. As she walked towards me she continued, “My name is Valentina Miley, an employee of Thad, nice to meet you, Evelina.” As she said this she put out her hand to shake mine.

Begrudgingly I accepted her hand shook her hand and put on a fake smile, hopefully, she didn’t notice but the way her face slightly shifted I think she did. We then turned to what was probably the source of our begrudging niceties. “Your employee? Meaning she doesn’t live here?” I asked him, remembering this was supposed to be a welcoming party.

The man chuckled as he scratched the back of his head embarrassed like he was an anime character. “Well after I realized no one from our neighborhood I decided to ask my work buddies if they would attend. Even then only Valetina would go along with me.” He explained before returning to a neutral stance. Valentina just shook her head before she decided to speak up.

“You didn’t tell me anything about your new neighbor.” She said with a betrayed look on her face, a face that was only mostly faked I realized. She continued, “After all you talked about her you never mentioned how hot she was, despite her being well… Fine art of a woman." As she said that I could feel her eyes scanning me as I tried to act like I was only looking towards Thaddeus.

'Wait, he didn’t talk about my looks? And she thinks I am sexy, is she attracted to women?’ I thought to myself. ‘Not to mention if he didn’t mention my looks does that mean he didn’t consider it special or was he more interested in my personality? I didn’t think I did anything special so perhaps he…’ My thoughts went down a highway of tangents as the conversation continued around me that I only half paid attention to.

The man himself laughed loudly at her words. “I guess I did huh? Of course, she is sexy but I suppose that wasn’t the most unique thing about her.” He explained to us two which brought back my full attention. At me suddenly gaining rapt attention he tried to explain, “Well I suppose in my life I found several beauties so I suppose I was more surprised about her personality. Not to say that you aren’t hot, you are! I just-”

I found his defense kind of cute, especially in comparison to his looks. As I thought this Valetina interrupted him, “Yet you talk about how hot I am all the time! Are you saying I am bland otherwise!?” She continued chewing him out while he feebly tried to defend himself while it felt like had forgotten about me. Eventually, she shouted, “Alright then, find! A competition is then and the winner gets to date you!”

Those words caused me to convulse in shock. “WHAT!?" I shouted in shocked confusion. However I noticed Thaddeus wasn’t the least bit surprised by the challenge so it must have been a joke, right? “This has to be a joke.”

Thaddeus shook his head. “Nope, she is completely serious.” He said before letting out a hearty chuckle. “What is the challenge this time, Vale?” He said as if it was a routine by this point does that mean this is a common occurrence then? Just what sort of relationship do the two have?

“We both go on an hour-long date with you in this mansion, swapping until one of us can finally get you to kiss us on the lips.” Valentina laid out her challenge. Thaddeus nodded to those terms before she continued. “Since she is the newbie and the supposed woman of honor, I will allow her to go first.” I did not at all expect all this to happen when I went to attend a welcoming party for me.