Fighting the alien

M headed over to the fight in progress. The reptile creature was ten feet long, with a head like a komodo dragon, and each of its six legs ended in a claw. It was covered in shimmering green scales which were easily shrugging off the shots from the agents around it.

"I know this thing!" M exclaimed to herself, "I studied it, it's a... What was it called?"

The alien turned to face the female agent and breathed out a stream of smoky breath which caught her and sent her flying towards M, the two of them falling over in a tumble of limbs and M's makeshift newspaper dress floating away.

The agent, an attractive redhead, pushed herself upright, and she and M realised at the same time that her suit was fading away, dissolving into a thin foam and evaporating.

"Fibre-dissolving breath." M said, "I've definitely read about this thing in a paper."

The agent looked over at the alien.

"Move!" she announced, grabbing M and the two of them tumbled over and away from another blast of breath. A group of 18-year-old schoolgirls watching the fight were not so lucky, their uniforms disappearing in seconds, they ran away as their underwear began to go as well.

"Get out of here!" the now naked redheaded agent insisted, turning back to the alien.

"I can help!" M insisted, "I'm agent M, I just kind of lost my suit."

The woman had already left, looking around for where she had dropped her gun. M racked her brain, thinking back to when she had been in the MiB training, researching the most dangerous species known.

M suddenly ran at the reptile, barely slowing as she scooped up the agent's dropped gun, then she dove to the floor, rolled across the cold tiles and underneath the alien's body. She wriggled around, her bare backside squeaking on the floor, until in the middle of the alien's belly she found a gap between some of the scales. She shoved the barrel of the gun in the gap and fired.

As the alien roared and keeled over to the side, M got to her feet, to the astonishment of the male agents who had not seen her yet. M wondered when exactly she had lost her panties.

"He'll be okay." M said, breathing hard, "That shot will just stun him long enough to lock him up again."

"Good, er, good work." one of the agents said, he pulled a neurolyser from a pocket, "We'd better deal with the crowds."

"Any chance you could make them forget they all saw me naked?" M asked as he walked away, "Please?"