****** Dangerous, Part I by Joyce Yeo ******
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Dangerous, Part I


Holly was born into a rich family, but unfortunately her parents had no
intention of having children and sent Holly to a traditional Catholic boarding
school as soon as she was old enough to enroll. All through her childhood she
had only known of strict and conservative nuns who treated her with
indifference. Despite this, Holly managed to excel in her studies and was
offered a prestigious college scholarship.

In college she continued to do well academically, but being raised in a
socially deprived environment had made her into an extremely introverted, shy
and soft spoken girl. It didn't help that physically she was developing into an
attractive young brunette. The guys on campus were starting to take notice of
this quiet but attractive freshman and had attempted to date her out.

Being socially inept, Holly did not know how to react and had tried to avoid
their attentions. In doing so, she came across as aloof, snobbish and
"untouchable" and had unintentionally spurned the advances of certain male
factions. Including Jake and his gang...

Jake, together with Mark and Jimmy were the typical jocks on campus... except a
little meaner than the average school bully. The only reason they made it to
college was due to their football scholarships. As star players in the
championship football team they felt it their right to every girl that caught
their reckless fancy. So when Holly accidentally told Jake that she just wasn't
interested in dating, it made Jake mad with obsessive fury. Nobody, especially
no freshman geek was going to reject the privilege of hitting the sack with Big
Stud Jake -- and get away with it -- nobody.

****

Holly was walking back from the library after a late night of studying when
Jake and his pals showed up on a trio of motorcycles. The "hunting pack"
quickly surrounded her. "It's your lucky night, babe" crackled Jake as he
dismounted from his bike and advanced menacingly. Before the stunned Holly
could react, Jake swept a fast backhand across Holly's face sending her
tumbling to the ground. In a flash, Mark and Jimmy working in tandem, gagged
and locked their dazed victim with a handkerchief and a pair of handcuffs...
Jake proceeded to drag the bound and helpless form onto the back of his bike
before the three of them roared off into the night...

That night at Jake's pad, Holly was mercilessly bound to a chair as the three
took turns to violate her virgin body. Like a pack of wolfs in a feeding frenzy
they tore themselves into her, flooding her pussy and ass with cum. Several
hours later, when their sexual energies had been spent, they placed her limp
body into a large duffel bag and proceeded to dump it, contents and all into a
fast flowing river on the outskirts of town.

Cold water rushing into the duffel bag awakened Holly from her stupor, but she
was helpless against the restraints. In terrible anguished fear, she screamed
into the gag as the river carrying her on a violent journey towards the
rocks...

****

Everything was a dream-like shade of pale grey. In a hazy blur of colour and
images Holly slowly regained consciousness. "Ahh... you have finally awaken,"
said a smoothly hypnotic voice. "I feared that even with advance medical
treatment you would not be able to recover from your traumatic ordeal." Trying
to focus on the source of the calming voice, Holly made out a blurred image
humanoid in nature but... not quite human.

"I found your body after you crashed onto the rocks at the rapids. You were
barely alive and wouldn't have been for very long. It took me quite a while to
repair all the internal hemorrhage and to replace your damaged organs." the
voice continued.

"Who are you? and where am I?" Holly managed.

The being that had saved her was about 5' 5" in height and looked like a normal
male human except that his (if it was a he) head was bigger than any human head
Holly had ever seen. His eyes were blood red and his hands had four fingers
with two opposing thumbs. "Oh forgive me... My name is Questar. As you are
coming to realize that I am not from your world. Our Mother Planet sends out
scouts through out the galaxy to monitor the progress of other sentient
civilisations. I am on such a mission. I have been on Hfi-4567, what you refer
as Earth for 145 of your standard years." explained the alien.

Since I arrived on this planet I have mostly been observing your race of
peoples. However, when occasion calls for it, I have had to move among your
people a number of times through out history to adjust or rather diffuse
certain volatile situations. I have devices that very temporarily make me look
human in appearance." Holly was slightly overawed by the entire string of
events unfolding before her and was unsure of what to say next.

The alien sensing her confusion continued to explain in a soothing, benign
manner. "You have been unconscious for the past 9 months. Your entire body was
shattered, and your brain suffered severe hemorrhage. Salvaging all that I
could of your cerebrum I proceeded to use our bio-synthetic technology to
slowly repair your body. The modifications I have made lets you retain your
former physical appearance but additions to your nervous system and musculature
have made you stronger, more agile, increasing dexterity, flexibility,
enhancing your reflexes. Your senses are also now more acute and fully
integrated with your improved body," said Questar.

"But why did you do this for me? I don't think you would want to announce your
presence to humankind," inquired Holly as she slowly regained her senses.

"Unfortunately, I require your help in a matter of grave galactic importance."

"Me? What can I do that could possibly have any such universal effect?"

"The three males who had assaulted you and attempted to extinguish your life...
the one named Jake, I have been observing him and his family for several months
now. His father is the owner of Cybermed Ltd. I have received intelligence that
the labs at Cybermed have recently discovered the DNA code to build super
humans. Though it will several more decades before such beings are produced, it
is inevitable that one day these super humans would take over and destroy the
human race. I need you to terminate Joseph Hughes, Jake's father."

This is incredible, Holly thought; maybe I'm still at the bottom of the river,
or this is the afterlife or something. Maybe I'd died and gone to B-movie hell.

Seeing no reaction from Holly the alien continued, "I know it is difficult to
come to terms with all this, but over the next few weeks you will learn to use
your new body, and begin your education."

"Wait a minute...! Why can't you do it yourself? With all your fancy technology
I'm sure you could arrange an accident for Jake's father." Holly asked.

"It is not so simple. It is imperative that the files and the research be found
and destroyed before Joseph Hughes is terminated. To do that, I need an
operative to penetrate Joseph Hughes' sphere of influence. For an alien I fear
I might not be able to so do naturally without raising suspicion. After you
have carried out your mission you will be free to rejoin your society.."

"Aren't you afraid I might tell the whole world about you?"

"While repairing your cerebrum, I have inserted a small organic chip that would
prevent your entire nervous system from informing, disclosing, writing, and
transmitting what you know to any other sentient being."

"So I'm your slave...!?!?"

"No. But I am asking for your help... please. If you do not want to assist me
in this matter, you will be free to go once you have fully recovered. I
promise."

****

Although dubious, Holly continued to recuperate within the confines of the
alien's facility. She soon found out for herself after perusing through
Questar's research that Joseph Hughes was on the verge of creating a new gene
sample capable of producing super humans. But in her mind, the indignity and
injustice of her rape and murder burned deep into her consciousness. Consumed
by rage and anger, the shy and introverted Holly was metamorphosing into an
aggressively cold and calculated alien altered woman.

****

"Questar, for saving me from the brink of death I can't thank you enough. I
will agree to help you. But after this is over Jake and his cronies are mine."
Holly informed Questar, 3 months after she had regained consciousness.

"For the good of humanity, you will see that you are making the right decision"
Questar replied.

However, you will need a few special tools to carry out your assignment. First,
this full bodysuit which will integrate with your already enhanced body and
senses to make you invincible to most earth weapons. Anything less than an
atomic device would not be able to harm you. In addition, it also has certain
shape-shifting qualities that would enable you to form any normal attire or
disguise without the need for extra clothes. Next, embedded in this pair of
gloves are your offensive weapons. The micro electrical network in the gloves
allows you to access any form of electronic media. These can also discharge a
sizable amount of electrical charge strong enough to kill an elephant." as
Questar handed the bodysuit and gloves to Holly.

Tentatively, Holly examined the items and tried them on. The sheer black
bodystocking was made of a nylon-type material but much stronger. It covered
Holly from her toes up her legs forming thin gloves that covered up to her
fingertips. The bodysuit automatically closed itself at Holly's neck. As the
suit integrated itself with her body, Holly started to feel a growing tingling
sensation at her pussy. The feel of the sheer exquisite material enclosing her
entire body was generating all sorts of erotic sensations through out.

"The bodysuit amplifies your nervous system. That's probably why you feel like
you do. It covers your whole body to protect it against the electrical
discharge from the gloves. You can even use it to form a hood or masks to
impersonate other people. Try forming shapes" Questar suggested.

By mentally focusing her thoughts, Holly found that she could change the
material into cotton, leather, etc, forming skirts, dresses, blouses, pants,
and other types of apparel. Yet, even while forming new fashion combinations,
the erotic feel of the material continued to permeate her body. Next, she
formed a latex-like hood over her head and transformed the bodysuit into a one-
piece latex catsuit. The sudden total enclosure of the erotic material caused
Holly to have an unplanned orgasm, as she exploded in waves of sexual release
within the suit.

"That tends to happen now and again," Questar chuckled "but you'd gain more
control in time."

Still trembling slightly from her first orgasmic experience, Holly brought the
suit back to the original nylon form, and pulled the gloves on over her already
nylon-gloved hands. The opera gloves were a glossy black latex that came up to
her underarms. As soon as she pulled it on the pair contracted slightly to form
a perfect fit round her fingers, elbows and shoulders. Like the bodysuit she
could change the material of the gloves to leather, satin, cloth, nylon,
velvet, etc.

With an unconscious thought, sleek black inch-length claws extended from the
fingertips of the gloves. Gleaming and deadly she held it up to catch the
light, as they sparkled with menacing sexuality.

"The claws are actually micro electrodes. You can extend them whenever you need
to retrieve or distort data from electronic media devices. Examples are
computer connections, phone sockets, even mobile phones. Quite versatile
really. In addition, the electrical discharge for attack or defense also
emanates from the tips of the claws. Of course, if you'd rather rip off your
assailants' faces, those talons would also work quite well... quite well
indeed," Questar continued.

Holly went and placed herself in front of a full-length mirror, and admired the
sexy, seductive reflection looking back at her. The reflective image of a
slinky assassin in tight black latex and nylon was starting to make her wet
again. She brought a clawed finger to her crotch and nylon parted slightly to
allow the talon to pass into her dripping cunt. When the tip of the electrode
claw touched her clit, Holly exploded into a cataclysmic orgasm that surged
through her entire body sending her convulsing in a tremendous release that
lasted over an hour. Smiling to himself, Questar left the room leaving Holly to
enjoy the marathon like orgasm.

A few days later, Holly sheepishly entered Questar's chambers; "I think I'm
ready to start the training now."

****

Her training with the new-found weapons lasted for another 2 months. In that
time Holly learnt to better control her erotic surges, however, the suit
continued to send ripples of sexual excitement through her.

"Next week on Tuesday Mr. Hughes senior would be coming to town to visit his
delinquent son. It is usually a short stressful affair where Jake would ask for
more money and both would end up arguing. After such a heated session, Joseph
Hughes would proceed to his hotel bar, quaff a few drinks and turn in early. He
would leave on the morning flight. Holly, you will make contact with him at the
hotel bar, spend the night with him and get him to fly you back to corporate
headquarters in Silicon Valley.

Don't worry he's been divorced for the past 5 years and lives in Palo Alto
alone. He's quite a lonely man actually, rejected by his wife and son. But make
no mistake, pitying him would be foolish. It is the anger and hate from this
rejection that drives him to possess all."

Holly nodded her understanding.

****

Tuesday evening.

Holly laid the bodysuit and gloves out onto her bed as she prepared to psyche
herself up for the impending mission. Slowly sipping a glass of wine to calm
her nerves, she slipped into the nylon suit, pulling it passed her waist over
her breasts, sliding her arms into the sleeves and her fingers into the gloved
ends. As usual the suit automatically closed itself at the neck. The sensual
feel of the material was at once intoxicating, and Holly felt herself getting
hot all over again.

The latex opera gloves slid easily over the nylon fabric up her upper arms,
completing the outfit. Holly picked up the glass of wine and admired her sleek
form in the mirror, her black clad fingers alluring against the stem of the
wine glass.

Like a feline she slowly extended the talons from the fingertips of the gloves
and gently started to fondle her tits in slow circular motions. As she brought
her hand towards her crotch, Questar suddenly entered the room from nowhere.

"There's time enough for that after you've completed your task," he remarked.

Snapping out of her erotic reverie, Holly proceeded to transform her attire for
the night's mission. She converted the bodysuit into a white silk blouse and
black mini-skirt combination. This was topped off with a smart black business
jacket. On her legs, the suit formed sheer fully-fashioned stockings to end in
a pair of simple black 3-inch court shoes. She retracted the claws, and changed
the gloves to extremely tight black leather.

Mentally letting the nylon fabric flow perfectly over her head, she changed her
dark hair to light blonde and altered her facial features to look a bit more
mature.

"I think an executive look would appeal more to Mr Hughes, rather than a sleazy
one don't you think?" Holly commented.

"I see you are already getting into the flow of things Holly. Well, all the
best and good hunting. Hopefully, I' d hear from you in a couple of weeks with
good news."

****

Holly easily spotted Joseph Hughes as she walked up to the empty bar and
ordered a martini. Joseph glanced over at this attractive, powerful looking
woman and shifted over to the seat next to Holly. "Hi, can I buy you a drink?"
he announced. He's already had too much to drink-- Holly thought to herself -
this should be really easy.

"Sure. I'm Holly. And you are?" Holly replied.

"Joseph. Call me Joe. So what are you doing here? In this empty dump?"

"Oh... I just got fired by my boss today. I just didn't have anywhere to go..."
replied a melancholic looking Holly.

"Gee, I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."

"Don't worry, I just need someone to talk to... know what I mean?"

"Sure, what do you do anyway?"

"Er... up until a few hours ago I used to work as a bio-chemist. Staff cuts
they called it but the company's actually going bust."

"Bio-chemist you say. Maybe we can work something out," Joseph empathized, all
the while, his eyes where fixated on Holly's tightly gloved hands and
stockinged legs. "I work in Cybermed, you know... the bio-genetic company.
Well, actually I own it. Why don't we discuss this in my room?"

"Joe? You're Joseph Hughes. My God, your published ideas in genetics are
revolutionary. I can't believe it," Holly exclaimed, pandering up to his ego.

Not wanting to let the moment pass, Joe quickly paid for the drinks. Both of
them left the bar and headed up to Joe's executive suite.

"This is a nice suite," Holly remarked on entering the room. Joe by this time
was getting really aroused, and placed his hand around Holly's slim waist
pulling her towards him.

"My... Mr. Hughes, I didn't know you were into out-of-work bio-technicians,"
Holly breathed into his ear. With seductive purposefulness, Holly caressed
Joe's cheek with her gloved hand and planted her lips on his. Slowly, she moved
her tongue into Joe's mouth, exploring... The kiss lasted a long while, as
Joe's arousal began to reach cataclysmic proportions. Holly pulled away, as Joe
started to shed his clothes.

"All in good time Mr. Hughes," Holly cooed, "I need to use the bathroom first."
And she promptly exited to the attached bath. He can't resist me - Holly smiled
to herself, as she reformed her outfit to its original state... He's so excited
he wouldn't even notice that the gloves are now latex - she mused - anyway he'd
be totally under my control after tonight.

The bathroom door swung open revealing a stunning goddess clad in sheer black
nylon from neck to toe. Joe's eyes nearly left their sockets. Sauntering up to
him, Holly touched his cheek with her long slim latex fingers, the smell of
rubber filling Joe's nostrils. Her other hand descended to his crotch,
caressing the bulge in his pants.

"Yoooouu... yooouuu... you were wearing that under your clothes all the while?"
Joe stammered.

"Why yes. Everyday in fact. I like the effect it has... just like this..." as
Holly unzipped Joe's pants to free his engorged member. In measured motions,
Holly once again placed her lips on Joe's, kissing long and hard. While her
gloved hand began stroking Joe's manhood in long deliberate movements. She
emitted a very subtle amount of electrical charge from the special gloves
further exciting the nerve endings in Joe's cock.

"Oh God...!! Oh God, I'm loosing it!!" Joe shrieked.

"Oh no you're not." swiftly Holly climbed on top of Joe's naked form, impaling
her dripping cunt onto his raging member. The symbiotic nylon engulfed the
entire length of his shaft forming over it as a nyloned condom. The intelligent
material acting on Holly's thoughts wrapped itself tightly around Joe's cock,
the intense pressure stifling Joe's impending orgasm.

Joe was overflowing with unbearable amounts of sexual tension and yet unable to
find any release. "What's happening? Please, please let me cum..." he agonized.

"Not yet Joe darling. After all we were originally here to talk business first,
right?" as Holly smothered her helpless victim with another kiss. Holly rubbed
her entire nylon encased body on Joe's chest, torso, and increased fondling his
thighs with her powerful legs. "I want a directorship in charge of research in
your company. Together with preferential stock options. I also want all access
to your research done so far. Is that all right with you... lover?" Holly
whispered. Her gloved hands relentlessly caressed and teased Joe's tormented
body gently rubbing his sensitive nipples, moving up to his face. Placing both
hands on his cheeks she traced the features of his nose and mouth, magnifying
Joe's arousal with the smell of latex, and the taste of the rubber on his
tongue as she forced one then two latex encased fingers into his mouth.

"If you want another experience like this, you'd do it you know," purred Holly
as her body continued to erotically pump Joe's cock.

"Okay... okay..." Joe gagged with her fingers still partially in his mouth,
"just let me cum... pppppllleeease!!" Grinning in victory, Holly mentally
released the restrictive pressure on Joe's cock.

"AAAHAHHAHHAHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhahhhhhahaaahhh..." Joe screamed as the intense
orgasmic release rocked his entire body sending furious hot spurts of cum onto
the nylon. Joe continued his bucking orgasm for another unprecedented half
hour, long after his supply of semen had been exhausted... before losing all
consciousness.

Holly disengaged herself from Joe as the alien nylon suit absorbed the cum into
its internal structure. Looks like this suit has an appetite of its own -
thought Holly as she felt the sheer erotic energy of the suit increase after
"digesting" Joe's cum. I think he would be out for a few days, just like I was
on the first time. Well, time to get some information on the gene research -
Holly contemplated as she walked over to search through Joe's luggage.

Removing a laptop and mobile phone from the small overnight bag, Holly extended
the gleaming talons and inserted it into the data ports of the electronic
devices. Immediately, all information, phone numbers, appointment dates came
flooding into her consciousness memory. Looks like all research findings are
stored in a maximum security vault in the Silicon Valley headquarters. Nothing
I can really use here, but at least there are some first level passwords that
might come in handy - Holly planned.

Walking over Joe's slumped body, Holly took his hand into her latex gloved ones
and pressed his palm to palm onto the surface of the gloves. The symbiotic
gloves captured Joe's palm and finger prints into memory, for use at a later
date. Her mission completed for now, Holly lifted Joe with the strength from
her suit and carried him to the bathroom, placing him in the tub. Sighing
softly with satisfaction, she drifted off to sleep on the hotel bed still fully
encased in her erotic attire.

****

As Joe opened his eyes, the blurred image in front of him gradually came into
focus. Dressed in a beige knitted sweater, knee-length skirt, dark patterned
pantyhose and tight black satin gloves which ran into the sleeves of the
sweater was Holly siting on the couch looking down at Joe's undressed body on
the carpeted floor of the suite. " Hi lover, you've been out for three days
now. Didn't think you were going to wake up." Holly grinned mischievously.

"Who are you?! What are you?" Joe managed to croak.

"I'm your ultimate desire... as well as your newest business partner, that's
what."

"Business partner my ass!" Joe replied his bravado returning.

Holly reached forward and in one fast movement grasped Joe's chin in her silky
but strong fingers. Moving her face to within an inch of his, she
affectionately caressed Joe's cheek with one gloved hand, while clutching his
chin firmly in the black clad fingers of the other. "Now, is that any way to
talk to your new associate... Joe?" Holly purred coyly.

The physical contact of the hypnotic gloves on Joe's face completely altered
his disposition, and he once again started to get hard. "Business partner...?
yes... yes, Of course my new partner! Holly you will return with me to Cybermed
HQ to head the research department. Of course! We'll leave this afternoon." Joe
answered totally entranced by the hypnotic touch of the gloves.

That afternoon Holly, with Joe following timidly at her side caught a flight to
San Jose airport. All through the journey Holly held Joe's hand, continually
sending erotic/hypnotic signals into his nervous system. Before the working day
was over Holly had her own large office (with attached toilet) at Cybermed HQ
in charge of research.

"You have a place to stay?" Joe inquired.

"Why, your place of course. Where else?"

Anticipating another repeat of the previous nights' experience, Joe nodded
dumbly and then quickly left to inform his secretary that he was leaving early
and to cancel all of the next morning's appointments.

****

Joseph Hughes, Chairman and major stockholder of Cybermed Ltd lived in a modest
townhouse in the suburbs, located 15 minutes from Cybermed HQ. After a simple
dinner at a posh restaurant, Joe wanted to return home quickly in expectation
of the night ahead. All through out the day Holly had been torturing him with
careless brushes from her hands, and he was desperate for the release.

Holly was enjoying the torment that she was causing Joe and suggested that they
follow up dinner with dancing at a local club. Joe attempted to protest feebly,
but once Holly laid an exquisite gloved hand on his crotch, he had no choice
but to relent.

On the dance floor, Holly continued to tease and deny Joe any sexual
satisfaction. Dancing really close, she locked one arm around Joe's neck while
the other hand was constantly stroking Joe's crotch to a feverish pitch.

Breathless with desire Joe uttered, "Holly, can we please go home now,
please?!!"

"Weeellll... okay. I guess we don't want to stay out too late on my first day
on the job huh?"

****

Residence of Joseph Hughes.

"Let's play a little game shall we?" Holly suggested, and before Joe had time
to reply she gripped his neck with her gloved hands and sent a mild jolt of
current surging into Joe's nervous system, knocking him out cold. "Don't worry
darling, I kinda like you. I promise you a fantastic experience before I
terminate your existence. Your death will be the best experience you ever had
in your life!"

Taking her time, Holly carried Joe over to the master bedroom and laid him
spread-eagled on the bed after removing all his clothes. Using his expensive
Italian business ties, she tied his ankles and wrists to the four corner
bedposts and then propped his head up with pillows.

Joe awoke for the second time in two days to see a vision of pure lust in front
of his eyes yet again. Holly was standing at the edge of the bed this time
dressed to kill. As usual, the full nylon bodystocking covered all exposed
areas of her body, and the black shiny dangerous latex gloves rode up high to
her upper arms. But this time, she was also wearing a heavily boned tightly
laced leather corset and thigh high leather boots with 5 inch heels.

"Hi Joe. Like what you see?"

Speechless with lust, Joe tried to approach Holly only to discover that he'd
been bound. "What are you doing you bitch??!!" as his frustrations drove him to
forget his cock for a moment. Losing his temper, his shrieked profanities as he
struggled against his bonds.

"Take a good look at this angelic face Joe. Cos' this will be the last time you
see it. What you'll see next is the mask of death." With that, the bodysuit
fabric formed a tight shiny black latex mask that covered the whole of Holly's
head. It had a small hole at the back to allow her blonde hair to flow out in a
pony tail, and tiny holes that formed around her eyes and mouth. The material
also formed thin bright red rubberised lips. There was no hole for her nose as
the material allowed Holly to breathe through it.

Climbing onto the bed from the front and moving up in between Joe's
outstretched legs, Holly settled her supple body on top of Joe's helpless one
bringing her face right up to his. She just stared at Joe from this position
inches from his face as he continued to scream extremities. Then with one deft
move, Holly brought her hand up to his face and pressed it hard against Joe's
nose and mouth, cutting off his supply of air.

One minute passed as Joe struggled in futility against Holly's strength.

Two minutes passed.

"Not so hot now huh, Joe?" Holly cooed through latex lips, as Joe's eyes
widened in desperation, unable to break the latex seal smothering his face. "If
you promise to be good, and keep silent, I'll let you breathe, okay?" Joe
responded by nodding fearfully in submission.

Three minutes. Holly slowly... purposefully... remove her gloved hand and began
stroking Joe's cheek in feint innocence. All the while her nylon encased thighs
rhythmically kept his cock in an intense state of arousal. Holly placed her
latex lips onto Joe's and using her tongue violated his mouth. With both hands
holding onto either side of his face, she plunged her tongue deep into Joe's
mouth, choking him.

Just when Joe was about to pass out, Holly released her death grip.

"Now Joe, I want the passwords and access card to the security vault at
Cybermed HQ."

"Never," Joe croaked feebly.

Spreading out her shiny black fingers in front of Joe's face, with the dim
light glistening off Holly's latex clad hand, she slowly extended the deadly
claws. Black, thin, long and fatal, Holly gently traced the outline of Joe's
face with the pointed end of the talon. Joe started to whimper uncontrollably
with tears flowing down his cheeks.

In the next five minutes, Joe regurgitated the locations of all the passcards,
safe combinations and access codes, which Holly easily memorized with her suit
enhanced memory.

"Thank you," were Holly's last words to Joe. She didn't really want to hurt
Joe, it was with his son Jake that she wanted revenge. Looking out at Joe's
terror filled face from her latex mask, she began tenderly kissing him
passionately, softly around his lips, cheeks, eyes and nose. Joe's cock reacted
uncontrollably to the smell of the latex mask, the caressing gloved hands, and
the feel of the sensual material on his body. Carefully, Holly moved her
dripping, hot pussy onto Joe's pulsating cock. With long even strokes she
pumped Joe's body with hers, increasing the tempo to a frantic pace.

With a final resolve, she kissed him full on the lips one last time, as her
deadly clawed hands grasped his head in a vice-like grip. As Joe climaxed to
the most intense orgasm he'd ever experience, Holly sent an enormous amount of
electric current flowing from the tips of her talons in Joe's brain killing him
in his most intense sexual state.

The orgasmic electrocution lasted almost ten minutes, before Holly stopped
bucking in ecstatic frenzy. "I'm sorry," she whispered, as she dismounted Joe's
lifeless body. Once again the bodysuit absorbed Joe's cum, energizing the suit.

Reverting her attire back to the original translucent bodystocking and latex
gloves, she kept her claws extended and spent over an hour opening all of Joe's
safes and security lockers. Gleaning all the necessary access cards, Holly left
Joseph Hughes' house and used his car to make her way to Cybermed

HQ.

****

After immobilizing the security guards, Holly easily made her way to the
security vault. Accessing the computer in the vault using her gloved "palm
print" she inserted her claws into the access port and fried all memory and
storage components in the building. All other hardcopies were placed into the
trunk of Joe's car and driven back to the house.

With a tinge of regret, Holly set fire to the car, house and all the hardcopies
of Cybermed research. She then used the bodysuit to change her appearance into
that of a man and walked to the nearest phone booth. Extending just one talon,
she made a connection to the airline booking computer and caught the next
flight back home.

****

Headline News:
FOUNDER OF CYBERMED MURDERED.
INDUSTRIAL SABOTAGE SUSPECTED.

"Mission accomplished," Holly reported to Questar.

"Very good. Your suit has been relaying the details of your progress and
eventual success regularly. You are now free to live you life as normal. All
communication between the suit and my equipment was severed when you
accomplished your task," Questar said.

Just to let you know, you can keep the bodysuit and gloves. Consider it my gift
for your assistance."

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