Michelle Robertson

Michelle Robertson watches with interest as Rick Jones and three special ops officer examines the titanium box. From the monitor screen inside her private quarters, the aide to the Officer sees the four figures circling the box. The previous president had forbidden the use of surveillance system inside the facility, but without anyone knowing, Rick Jones has installed one by himself.

A smirk appears on Michelle's face. The same one she's now hacking to receive the feed.

" Is it bigger on the inside?" the discreet speaker near the screen picks up a spec ops' conversation with her colleague.

The spec ops' question is answered when Rick Jones touches a seemingly ordinary panel. Revealing an archaic pad which he then punches his authorization code into. The box lets out a low grumble and a slight hissing noise before one of the walls opens up to reveal an illuminated area within.

"I guess not," the female soldier could be heard speaking again.

The area is small. Perhaps only four meters square. In the middle however, an ominous opaque box the size of a baseball is suspended in midair.

Michelle Robertson then sees her commanding officer beckons the others to follow him inside. It's a risky operation and there's no telling what might happen. The machine whirrs softly as the opening starts to close rapidly. Michelle knows the hour is close as the entire room begins to shake. With the adjustments made, hopefully there will not be another explosion.

***

"Are they gone? James Kim looks up at Michelle as she walks into his private quarters.

"They're gone," Michelle sits down by the Korean born scientist. At 18, he is shaping into one of the best computer scientist in his adopted homeland. If not the whole world. Michelle looks at the boy, if only he can stop playing one if these new online games in his spare time.

"Let's get this thing started then," James looks at Tanya Summers. Born of a Ukrainian mother and American father, the 27 year old scientist is of no lesser pedigree than James Kim. The newest member of the team, she has brilliant blue eyes and short blonde hair that she usually tie into a ponytail. Being a new member though, she usually keeps to herself.

Or she used to.

Tanya now seems to be intent of showing more of herself as she unbuttons her uniform to reveal a light blue lacy bra supporting the weight of her bosom. They aren't impressive, but they are well proportioned to her frame and start walking towards James.

"You know, when my parents told me to join this program, I thought I'll be bored out of my mind," the boy says. A tent starts to appear on his pants as Tanya brushes her palms against his cheeks. James leans in for a kiss which Tanya reciprocates eagerly.

"And it was," James sigh after he pulls away from Tanya's face "Until I met you guys. Thanks for those pens"

"Now I get to be a chick, in this body," Tanya quips as she let her bra falls onto the floor. " Why don't you join us?" she wraps her hand around Michelle from behind, letting her chin rest on Michelle's shoulder while her bosom is pressed against the Officer's back. Michelle turns to face the girl and immediately explores the inside of her mouth.

"Wait," Michelle slides free from Tanya's hold. The aide brandishes a black pen and shoots herself with it. Her face starts to deflate and lose its forms as something struggles to come out from the nape of her neck. When the bizarre struggle ends, a distinctively male Asian head is perched atop Michelle's body.

***

"If you're not going to use it," James points to Michelle's skin which is currently discarded on the floor.

"Go on then," Eric replies, not bothered by the fact that Tanya Summers us kneeling on the floor sucking him off. He had been keeping himself in check inside Michelle's body, not wanting to let Jimmy and Matt have the satisfaction of mocking him as being the same as them. The months of playing the role of the professional officer Michelle Robertson however have caused a lot of pent up desires. Especially after he had access to Rick Jones' surveillance system and made a few additions on his own. Now that Matt and Jimmy are in the past or possibly even another dimension, Eric could fulfill those desires.

Without further ado, the boy inserts his legs unto the skin. It's something that he had a few practice over a month. He still marvels at the power of the pens sometimes. Especially now when he sees his pale torso atop Michelle's dark toned legs. Turning into an African American is definitely something new for him.