Phase III.II- Meeting

"Alright, let's go over the plan one more time." Angel, wearing a white pencil long sleeved shirtdress with a pink clincher belt, complete with a bullet bra that made her tits look bigger than they alr, tied up Ben's tie, completing his "pencilneck" look as Angel put it. Brown double breasted suit, white undersuit, black tie, and brown pants, with tennis shoes. Due to their height difference, Angel was on her knees as she did this.

"Alright, I'll go to the interview, while you wait in the car."

"You got the wire?"

Ben turned his head to reveal an earpiece and a wire going down his shirt. He opened his shirt to reveal a small device.

"Alright, I'll be listening on the radio. I'll guide you on what to do and how to respond."

"I'll try to get as much information as I can, and we'll see what happens from there. Oh, and Angel?"

"Yeah?" Angel began to dust off parts of his suit.

"If we're compromised, drive back here, grab the evidence, and get the hell out. Don't talk to anyone, especially Debbie and Sita. Get out of here."

"Don't worry, baby, I'll be fine." Angel had no intention of leaving Ben behind, and in fact, had her gun on hand in case she needed to go in. "You just stick to my talking points."

"I will."

Angel rose up again, and the two hugged, tightly. Ben could feel his mother's boobs directly on his chest, Angel her son's chest directly on her sensitive chest. They grabbed each other's ass (Angel looked great in that white number) The two sealed it with a kiss. Angel even lifted her right leg.

"Alright, let's do this!" Angel was very excited. It was like going out on a UC mission.

"Alright, they're on the move, you ready Agent Cage?"

"Had to fucking read the new itinerary and memorized it, but yeah, I'm ready. Let's hope this finally goes according to plan."

Ben looked up at the gate, and the large mansion on top of the hill. It looked a little like Mr. Burns' mansion, except a lot bigger. The intercom buzzed.

"Name?"

"Ben Sanderson."

Another buzz later, the gate slowly opened.

"Alright, we're in." Angel sat in the driver's seat in the parked car a short distance away. She had her laptop set up, showing the little camera and the sound quality. "Now approach slowly. We don't know what we're up against."

Ben slowly entered and climbed up the hill towards the mansion. As he got up to the parking lot, he noticed the "STEPFORD MEN'S ASSOCIATION" sign above the doors. He approached the doors and opened them. It was a grand room, pristine white marble, with two curving staircases and a large table with a pot on top.

"What are you seeing?"

"Looks like a country club."

"Alright, just go straight."

Ben walked up between the staircases to a large restaurant, with the chairs upturned on the tables.

"Over here!" Ben heard a voice all the way in the back, and sure enough...

"Emmett!"

"Good to see you again, Ben!"

Emmett led Ben to his seat.

"You're a member of the Men's Association?"

"For a few years now."

"So, why are you working in a grocery store?"

"I'll explain that in a little bit. First, let's go through some of these application questions." Emmett held up two applications.

"Wait, those look at the same application," Angel spoke into the earpiece. "Ask why."

"Well, it's for you and your dependent."

"My what?"

"See, this isn't just for any dude who lives in Stepford. This is specifically for men who have a dependent. Usually, it's any woman around you, like say, your mother."

"Huh." Ben just nodded.

"I'll help you fill it out." Angel looked it over, and fed the answers.

After filling out the application, there was a short interview, where Emmett gave Ben a punch of strange questions, focusing mainly on leadership and command.

Finally Emmett smiled.

"Well, it seems that everything is in order, and I'm impressed by all this information. Welcome to the Men's Association, Mr. Sanderson."

"Alright, we're in." Angel was excited.

"Come with me, and we'll take a tour of the building."

They had just exited the second ballroom (which Emmett said was for "Junior members and their partners", meaning Ben and Angel could use it), when Ben finally started asking questions:

"So, what kinds of people are brought to Stepford?"

"Well, dozens of people are attracted to Stepford for a variety of reasons."

"But it seems that there's a kind of mold that people follow here. Very 50's, kinda formal."

Emmett stopped and sighed.

"I was afraid you'd notice something like that."

"You were?"

"Listen, you came here because your dad had the brochure, right?"

"Yeah?"

"That's not the full story, I need to show you something."

Emmett brought Ben to an elevator, and went to the top floor. The elevator opened to reveal a hallway with several photos in them. In each and every one, the men, even the young ones, were in suits and standing, while the women, all in dresses, sat demurely on luxurious chairs.

As they walked up the steps, Emmett explained further:

"Your dad didn't happen upon that brochure. He was in contact with operatives here for a while. He was given it to convince you and your mother to move here. Unfortunately, he died before he could make that pitch."

"I knew he wanted to move here."

"But did you know why?"

"It seemed like a nice place, with nice people."

"That wasn't all. Stepford can be good at .... fixing things. It builds bonds between people. It helps them realize something about themselves. People who come to Stepford are... damaged in some ways. Especially the women. They have a hole in their lives, that they can't seem to fill, but they learn how to here. They learn how to be truly happy, even if they don't know it. "

As Emmett spoke, the truth of his statement sunk in for the observing Angel, who considered the parallels between it and her own life. She had been "damaged," and she filled the hole that Tim's **** left her with work, but that didn't satisfy her. But Stepford taught her to be happy. With her son.

"We not only fix existing relationships, helping them establish their roles in their relationships, but we also establish new relationships. Like with you and your mother."

"What?" Ben and Angel were stunned at the same time.

"We want to help your relationship progress. We've seen how close you are, and we want to take it further. So, we've been helping."

Emmett reached the top of the stairs.

"And we have our methods of trying to get this to happen."