Testing, Just Encase-pt2

artwork by menchimenagerie

Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!

Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!

The full 11 page story includes 4 full size sexy images by menchimenagerie

Part 1 is here.

The above is a crop; you can see the sexy full image on his page or in the PDF. Part 2 of 5 of the story is below; the rest with images will be posted in coming days.

Can’t wait?  Grab a PDF of the full story with images on my Gumroad for only $2.

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Evie is my OC, drawn here by MenchiMenagerie and with original design elements by CallMePlisskin

Enjoy!

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I extended my right foot and dipped my toes into the slime.  It felt cool and thick, resisting my pressure for only a moment before giving way.  I got the feeling it was spreading away from my foot, rather than my foot parting it, all the way until my heel touched the bottom of the tray.  Only then did the slime seem to flow back against and over my foot.

There was an odd tickling sensation as if a hundred little tendrils were examining and exploring my skin.  The gel seemed to bulge and form waves on its surface that moved toward my foot!  A few tendrils broke above the surface across the tray, like they were testing the air.  Instinctively I squeezed my knees together as if to protect myself from attack.

“Still ok, Evie?”  The voice of genuine concern was Agent D’s.  She and Agent J had stayed close, one on each side of me, ready to provide assistance at any hint of my distress.

“All good, Dee.  It’s just tingling a little, and I think it’s getting ready to start climbing.”

I started lowering my left foot into the slime.  As soon as my left toes touched, the slime paused moving around my right foot.  I could feel that it was still active, just waiting, so I continued slipping my foot in until I was standing on my own in the tray.

I had barely stopped moving when the surface of the slime bulged again and began climbing above my ankles.  At first it rose in a uniform wave, but soon advancing tendrils broke through and flowed along the contours of my flesh, determining the direction of the slime’s flow.

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Part 3 and images coming soon!

Part 1 is here

Teaser! New Evie story with art by MenchiMenagerie

artwork by menchimenagerie

Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!

Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!

The full 11 page story includes 4 full size images by MenchiMenagerie (those are crops above)

The first four pages of the story are below; the rest with images will be posted in coming days. Can’t wait?  Grab a PDF of the full story with images on my Gumroad for only $2.

katied.gumroad.com

Evie is my OC, drawn here by MenchiMenagerie and with original design elements by CallMePlisskin

Enjoy!

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“Hi guys!  Nice of you to invite me back for more testing!”  I gave a big grin and a wave as the team of scientists looked up from their workstations.

“Ahh, Agent Evangeline!” a striking dark-haired woman replied, her eyes lighting up when she saw me.  She smoothed her black skirt and straightened her crisp white lab coat.  “Thank you for making time to come.  You know you’re the first one we think of when we want to test something really special.”  The other men and women around her nodded in unison.

“Hee-hee…flattery will get you everything, Elle,” I cooed in a playful voice.  “Including multiple testing sessions.”

“Delightful,” the tall brunette purred, winking at me before lowering her glasses to look me over.  “Getting you to come multiple times is always our goal, Evie.”

I enjoyed these sessions with the inventors working in the Codex Cryptae Research and Development lab.  They were passionate about their work and wanted to test their innovations rigorously.  In return for my help, they always made sure to keep me outfitted with the latest gadgets and tools of the trade.  

The more rigorous the testing the better–I liked to keep my skills fresh.  They, in turn, took it as their personal mission to have their new inventions outperform, outwit, or outlast me.  I rarely lost, but Agent L and her team rarely failed to push me to my limits.

Plus, they always seemed to know how to show a girl a good time.  The eager grins on their faces told me they had something extra special prepared for me this time.

I looked about and spied a mannequin with a black leather harness strapped tightly about it.  “Hey, Elle!” I called out excitedly.  “Is that the prototype Cinchmaster 9.7 you were talking about?  Is it ready for testing?”  

“It is, but…” she replied with one raised eyebrow,  “We have something else even more remarkable to show you first.”

“Ok, Elle,” I said, still studying the shiny black straps and gleaming steel rings of the legendary restraint system, trying to see what was new.  “As long as you invite me back to test that, too.”

“I promise, yours will be the first body it hugs,” Agent L replied with a soft laugh.  “My entire team has insisted upon it.”  Around her, the entire team nodded and grinned again while she walked to a central workbench.  “Allow me to show you what’s even more impressive than that.”

She scanned the faces of her team until she found the one she was looking for.  “Agent D, will you please bring the flask with the specimen here?”  

A slender, pretty redhead stepped forward and handed Agent L a clear cylinder with a viscous black gel in the bottom.  “Here you are, ma’am,” she said in a deferential tone.  She stood beside her boss and clasped her hands in front of her.  I smiled at her, and when she made eye contact with me she blushed shyly and quickly looked back to Agent L.  

“Thank you, Dee,” Agent L said with a thin smile.  “Stay close, I’ll need you once we begin.”  That brought a proud smile to the young woman’s face.

She swirled the flask and it sloshed around, then quickly settled at the bottom again.  “I call it ‘encasement slime.’  I think it will have defensive and security applications.  Observe.”

Agent L put on a thick glove and picked up a metal rod from her desk.  She placed the rod inside the flask and stirred the goo at the bottom.  When she removed it, the rod was clean and the gel settled again.  “The slime remains inert when in contact with cool, dry materials.  But watch what happens when it comes in contact with something warm and moist.”

She placed the rod in a flask of boiling water to warm it.  This time when she placed the rod in the slime, the black gel slowly began to climb its sides until the rod was enveloped by the slime.  Once it was encased, the gel solidified to a rubbery coating.

“Wow, Elle!”  I exclaimed, genuinely impressed.  “So it seeks out heat and contains it?”

“Yes…and moisture keeps it pliant.”  Agent L nodded.  “Otherwise, it remains stiff and rubbery.”  She picked up the rod with ungloved fingers and held it aloft.

“Amazing!  So it could be a passive trap that activates when a warm object comes by?”

Agent D spoke up:  “Yes!  Or a defense.  Or a restraint.”

“I see…” I replied, winking at her.  “I think Dee has just revealed what you need me for, Elle.”

“Correct.  We’ve tested it extensively with inanimate objects,” Agent L confirmed.  “Now we’re ready for organic testing.  And with something less…passive.”

“So you want to put the slime on me.”  I gave a wry smile to show her I wasn’t at all surprised.

“Yes…”  her eyes twinkled mischievously.  “Or more precisely, put you in the slime.”

I looked at the flask of black gel thoughtfully, trying to imagine what it would feel like, climbing over me and trying to encase me.  I had to admit, the thought excited me more than a little.  

“Ok, I think I can handle having it envelop me.  But what about when it gets over my mouth and nose…how do I breathe?  Or will it go…in me?”  I wasn’t thinking about just my mouth and nose.

“You should definitely keep your mouth closed, but you will be safe.”  Agent L assured me.  “When tested on mannequins the slime simply passed over the nose and ears.  Agents J and D will be standing by, and as soon as it’s solidified, we will free your mouth and keep it open with a breathing tube.”

“You see, as soon as it hardens, we can touch it,” Agent D added.  “And at any time, we can cut and pull it away from you.  You just need to say the word and we’ll separate you from the specimen, and remove any residue.”

I studied their eager and confident faces, trying to think of any other concerns or questions to ask.  I couldn’t think of any.  And while I trusted Elle completely, there was something she was holding back which made me a little nervous.  

There had been a couple times an overly enthusiastic member of her team had put me in a situation more dangerous than they’d planned for.  Or more compromising than they’d let on.

Still, I couldn’t think of any reasons to object.  And it did sound pretty fun and challenging.

“Ok!” I exclaimed excitedly.  “When do we begin?”

“Right away,” Agent L replied with a satisfied smile.

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Agent L led me over to where a metal tray lay on the floor.  “We will suspend you over this tray, and fill it with the encasement slime.  Then we will slowly lower you in.”  

I nodded, looking up at the scaffolding held above the tray by a winch, leather cuffs dangling from it.  “I can handle that.”  

“Ahh, yes,” she said, noticing the direction of my gaze.  “Well, not only do we need to lower you in, you’ll need something to hold you should the encasement cause you to lose your balance or struggle.  So we will have to restrain you.”

“Of course…you always do!”  I replied wryly.

“And we need to test the specimen against bare flesh.  So we will, of course, need you to disrobe.”

“Of course…you always do!”  I replied again in the same voice, this time with a knowing grin.

“I can take your clothing someplace safe, Agent Evangeline,” Agent D chirped.

“Thank you, Dee,” I replied, beginning to shed my skinsuit.  After slipping out of it, I removed my choker and Codex Cryptae pendant, and laid them on top of the skinsuit that Agent D had neatly folded for me.  She blushed and looked away while I stood before her in the nude.

“I’ll help you into the cuffs, Evie,” Agent J offered enthusiastically, holding out his hand for mine.

“Now, Jay, I’d be disappointed if you didn’t,” I grinned, and held his hand as I stepped into the metal tray.  He smiled and kept respectful eye contact with me, never once stealing a glance at my naked form.  Unlike many of his gawking peers.  I held my hands up over my head while he unbuckled the hanging restraints and fastened them around my wrists.

Agent J had established himself as the premier restraint designer for the Cryptae labs.  He had supervised the Cinchmaster development program since version 9009, and I was the primary test subject–so we were equally comfortable with him putting restraints on me.  Although we usually didn’t have such a large and curious audience for our testing sessions.

In fact, Agent J was probably the only man who had put me in bondage more than my partner, Will.  (To Will’s credit, he was doing his best to catch up).  I often joked with Jay that his job made him the 3rd luckiest guy in the world.  He had yet to disagree.

Just as Agent J finished securing my wrists together above me, Agent D returned with a larger container of the encasement slime.  “We’ll pour it in the tray as soon as Jay gets you lifted up out of the way.”  

“No need, Jay!”  I said, pulling myself up by the wrist restraints and tucking my knees up to my chest.  “Today is abs day anyway.  Go ahead and pour, Dee!”

I twisted my knees to one side so I could look down and see the slime being poured out into the tray.  It held a circular shape momentarily as it was poured, before spreading to the corners and flattening itself out.  While it was moving it had a greyish matte look, but when it stilled, the surface took on a shiny black gloss.  It was fascinating to watch–and more than a little creepy.

“Whenever you’re ready, Agent Evangeline,” Agent L said in an expectant tone.

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, shooting her a quick smile.  I was suddenly feeling a little bit apprehensive.  My breathing had increased and my forehead prickled with perspiration–and it wasn’t just from holding my abdominal crunch for so long.  I could feel myself clasping my hands together tensely above me.

“Are you alright, agent?”  Her words implied concern, but her tone was laced with impatience.

“I’m fine, Elle.  Just taking my time…for science, of course!  So you can all take good notes, you know?”  I put a big smile on my face and suppressed my nervousness.

“Very well,” she said curtly.  “Please enter the specimen tray.”  She sounded a lot more clinical than I’d prefer while I was about to dip my toes into what looked like a woman-eating alien goo.

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Part 2 and images coming soon!

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 3

Artwork and visual design elements by Alucard’s Spirit

Visit the artist Alucard’s Spirit on deviantArt!

The charming Glob begins to charm Agent Katie into letting her guard down…

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Agent Katie of S.P.A.N.K. is back, and on an exciting new mission!

See the full image and read chapter 3 HERE

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“Where are you going?” Glob asked nonchalantly.  

“I’m getting back on the other side of the containment field,” she responded.

“I kept my word and didn’t move.  You can trust me.”  He patted the surface of the bed beside him.  “Don’t you want the answers to all your questions?”  The question circled in her brain.

“I…I don’t…”  Agent Katie was flustered.  Two steps and the push of a button, and she’d be safely outside the cell with him locked in again.  But she also desperately wanted answers.  And she desperately wanted to be the one to solve the disappearances.  ’You need to do this…’

‘Oh, go on,’ the voice in her head prodded.  ‘If he was going to do anything, he could have already.’  She looked at Glob warily.  Finally, she looked about the lab nervously, and sighed.  

“Ok, but no tricks…keep your hands where I can see them.”  It was an odd thing to say to a creature in a sterile cell wearing only a flimsy pair of shorts.  But it made her feel better.

“Of course,” he replied with a broad smile.  He tucked his hands behind his head and leaned back further against the bed.  ’See?  Nothing to worry about…he’s being a perfect gentleman…’

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Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 1 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 2 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 4 coming soon!

Aurora Rush: Gentlemanly Grey

Aurora Rush cover artwork by CallMePlissken

Aurora Rush is wined, dined, and romanced by a rather dashing and gentlemanly alien

Full image and excerpt at Katied.life. This Aurora Rush cover was the work of my friend CallMePlissken for Fannda Flames–an author who writes what are affectionately known as ‘trashy novels.’ Fannda has a small but loyal following and is a favorite of Alynnya Slatefire and her friends. Watch my site for more works by Fannda coming soon…and enjoy the excerpt below!

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Excerpt from Mission 33: Gentlemanly Grey

“Ahh, my delectable Miss Aurora, I know you are awake…please open your eyes and behold me.  It is time to prepare you for our date.”

I didn’t hear the voice so much as felt it in my mind, compelling me to emerge from the darkness of a deep sleep.  Without opening my eyes, I assessed my situation as I’d been trained to do.  

  • Lying on my back, check.  
  • Strapped down to a hard surface, check.  
  • Completely naked, check.

In other words, a typical mid-mission assessment. 

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See the full image and read more from Fannda’s book on my site here: Aurora Rush: Gentlemanly Grey

And see Aurora’s other adventures here:

Aurora Rush: Taken by Tentacles

Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 2

Artwork and visual design elements by Alucard’s Spirit

Visit the artist Alucard’s Spirit on deviantArt!

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Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 1 HERE

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“I insist that you tell me exactly what you did to them–with them–in explicit detail!”  Agent Katie demanded, her pen pressed to the clipboard and at the ready.  She hoped she sounded tough.  She knew the alien Space Toad was responsible for the missing women.

“Ok,” he replied.

Agent Katie was taken aback at the unexpected answer.  “Ok…ok what?”

“Ok, I’ll tell you, in explicit detail.  But I want, how do your earth criminals say…a quid pro quo.”

“What do you want?”  She asked, suspicious of his sudden eagerness to cooperate.

“I want your panties that you’re wearing right now.”

“What?!?!?  No!  I can’t do that!”  Agent Katie was genuinely indignant at the demand.

“Ok.  Then I have nothing more to say to you.  Run away in failure, little perky blonde agent.”

“What?  Wait, no…”  the young agent was really flustered now.  She knew this one case could make her career.  She knew this smug creature wasn’t likely to crack for anyone else under any interrogation.  But she couldn’t compromise her integrity like that, could she?  Could she?

Glob just stayed quiet, watching, waiting.  He could see the turmoil whirling in her mind.  He didn’t even need to give her a nudge.  He knew she would capitulate before she did.

“Fine…but no tricks!” Agent Katie warned.  

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Glob answered.

She hiked up her skirt and reached under it, up behind her back, and began to tug the elastic band of her thong down.

‘Bend at the waist,’ Glob said silently in his own mind, and grinned as the woman did.  ‘Pointed away!’ he added quickly, and watched as she pivoted on her heels so he could watch the thin wisp of cotton slide down the back of her bare legs.  ‘Yessssssss….’

Agent Katie stepped out of the tiny white thong and held it in her hand for a moment.  ‘Am I really going to do this?’ she asked herself.  ‘Yes, you are,’ she heard a voice return.

She pushed a button and the meal-delivery tray popped open.  She deposited her panties inside and sent the tray through to Glob’s side of the containment field.  

He eagerly grabbed them and held them to his nostrils, taking a deep whiff.  He sighed and blinked his eyes a few times.  “I caught your scent, and yours alone, out of 10 people in the room before, but I never imagined it would be so delightful…I’ll never forget it again.”

“Ok yeah, that’s a little creepy,” she murmured.  “Now tell me about the women,” she said, straightening and smoothing her skirt. She didn’t know why he made her so uneasy, like he could see through her.

“Which one?” he said coyly, and dropped the panties on the floor of his cell in front of him.

“Uhh…” Agent Katie said, staring at her panties on the floor.  “Aren’t you going to hide those or put them away somewhere?”

“Why would I?” he asked.  “I think I should leave them right there for all the guards and your boss to see.  I think they’d be impressed I charmed the panties right off you.”

“No!” she cried out, before trying to compose herself.  “Hide those somewhere, now!”

“I don’t see why I would,” he replied.  I’m quite proud of getting them.”

“You can’t…I’d be so…” she looked around furtively, as if already worried someone would walk in and see them.

“Tell you what.  You come in here, and let me smell your hair and skin, and you can have them back.  That’s all, I promise.  Just a sniff, maybe a tiny lick, and you can take them and be on your way.” 

He paused, and narrowed his gaze.  “Or, you could sit down on the bed here beside me and I’ll tell you everything you want to know about the missing women.”

Agent Katie sighed.  He had played her so well.  She was already vested in cracking this case, and he seemed to know it…and now she was compromised with her undergarments lying there in plain view.  She sighed again.  ‘They’re right there, you can do this…’

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Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 1 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 1

Artwork and visual design elements by Alucard’s Spirit

Agent Katie of S.P.A.N.K. is back, and on an exciting new mission!

Story and images here:

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Agent Katie avoided the guards on duty and slipped quietly into the high-value-target room.  She tried to be quiet while approaching the containment cell holding the alien creature, but high heels on a tile floor don’t lend themselves to stealth very well.  

It wouldn’t have mattered much; the alien had ultra-sensitive hearing and the ability to pick up on vibrations.  But more importantly, he’d already been probing the mind of the pretty blonde since the first group interrogation.  He knew she was coming before she opened the door.

Glob the Space toad sat up on his bed and studied her with the appraising eye of a hunter.  He noticed, of course, the way she held her shoulders back, her back straight, and kept her jaw set with no trace of a smile on her lips.  He also noted, however, that her pulse was elevated and that her chest rose and fell in rapid short breaths.  And thanks to his intense scrutiny of her rising bosom, he noted a faint sheen of perspiration in her cleavage.

“Yesss…to what do I owe this pleasure?” he said in a low vibrato voice.  The timber and tone of his voice, as alien as it was, seemed to curl and echo around her.  She might have noticed the hairs on the back of her neck standing up if she wasn’t trying to bravely focus on her plan.

“Mr. Space Toad,” she began, staring down at the sheet on her clipboard as if she hadn’t rehearsed her words a dozen times.  “I’m here to talk about the missing women who…”

“Call me Glob, my dear agent,” he interrupted.

“Mr. Glob…I’m here…”

“No, just Glob.”

“F-fine,” she stammered, already getting flustered.  “Glob.”

“I see you changed your outfit, agent…”  he paused, letting the title hang out there until she gave her name.  As if he didn’t already know it.

“Katie.  I’m Agent Katie, and I’m here to…”

“I see you changed your outfit, Agent Katie.  It’s much more…revealing…than the one you wore in the group sessions this week.”  He grinned a knowing grin.

It was true.  She had put on an exceptionally low-cut and fitted sleeveless top that showed just a peek of midriff, and left her jacket behind.  Her skirt was relatively short for government agency standards, and her heels were above-regulation tall.  

It seemed like a good idea at the time–he obviously had a fondness for human women, and she’d caught him leering at her during the previous interrogations.  Perhaps if she presented herself as prey, she’d get him to give up some information on the prey he’d already taken.

Her intention had been to get the space toad off guard and keep him distracted.  Unfortunately, he seemed to be having that effect upon her.  The alien creature grinned a proud and devious grin.  After all, he was the one who had planted the thought in her head to dress up as prey.

Agent Katie took a deep breath.  “Mr…Glob.  I’m not fooled like my simple-minded male counterparts.  I know you are involved in the disappearances of those women.  I can even envision exactly how you did it!”

“And who–or what–put those ideas in your pretty little head?” he asked patronizingly.  Those subliminal images were also his work.  Some of his better ones, actually.

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The Silken Trap, pt.2

artwork by menchimenagerie

Evie dangles herself as bait for a mysterious predator and finds herself dangling in Laressa’s grip

Long before Evie ever called Laressa ‘Mistress,’ they had a more adversarial relationship…that of hunter and prey. But just who was the hunter, and who was the prey?

Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie.

Evie is my OC, with visual design elements by  CallMePlisskin.

See the full image and read Part 1 and Part 2 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

Here’s an excerpt:

Laressa watched with amusement while I struggled to raise myself up to my knees.  With my arms wrapped tightly to my sides, it took several pushes with my bound wrists to get my hip below me enough to sit up.  It took two more failures before I could tuck my legs underneath and balance on my knees.  Finally, with my hair hanging in my eyes, I was able to look up at her.

“Very good,” Laressa said.  “I know that wasn’t easy, but you showed determination.  Now let’s see about you making amends, yes?”  She got up from the chair and squatted in front of me, looking at me closely.  With a delicate touch of her fingers she drew my hair back from my face.

“Thank you, Mistress,” was all I said.  I felt happy to have earned her approval for my effort.

“To prove obedience, we must first address disobedience, yes?”  She traced her fingers down the side of my face, along my jawline to my chin.  Then she reversed her hand and let her fingernails glide across my exposed neck back below my ear, and down again to my collarbone.  

“Yes, Mistress.”  I thrilled at her touch.  I was tempted to lean into her hand, seeking more.  Her touch was so sensual, I was not yet thinking about what ‘addressing disobedience’ might mean.

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See Part 1 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

See Part 2 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

Stolen into the Night

art by Alucard’s Spirit

Agent Katie has caught the attention of Glob the Space Toad.  And as many of you know, if he wants you, he’ll get you at some point!


My friend AlucardsSpirit and I brainstormed some ideas for our respective characters and came up with a fun little art and prose collaboration…what do you think?  Think we should expand the idea some more??  Good!  Because this is part 2, part 1 is here: Out for a Moonlit Stroll (art by Alucard’s Spirit

See his post here:  Stolen into the Night

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Several hours later, Glob was stealing away in the moonlight with his delectable captive.  He’d spent a few hours with her inside the cabin, alternately charming and seducing the lovely agent into compliance, and then chasing and nabbing her when she became feisty again. 

Finally, he determined it was time to return to his ship with his prize. He took his time intricately binding his wriggling prey, and then gratuitously fondling her curves whenever she became too quiet and still.  He preferred the wriggling. 

As much as he enjoyed her little squeals and moans, he thought it best to gag her for the short walk to his landing site. Then it was off into the moonlight with her, slung over his shoulder and squirming delightfully. 

~~~~~~Part 1 is here:  Out for a Moonlit Stroll (art by Alucard’s Spirit

Out for a Moonlit Stroll

art by Alucard’s Spirit

Agent Katie tempts fate by walking alone in the woods at night wearing… next to nothing!


My friend AlucardsSpirit and I brainstormed some ideas for our respective characters and came up with a fun little art and prose collaboration…what do you think?  Think we should expand the idea some more??  Good!  Because this is part 1, part 2 is here:  Stolen into the Night (art by Alucard’s Spirit)

See his post here:  Out for a Moonlit Stroll

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Agent Katie leaned against the railing and took a deep breath of the clear night air.  The scent of pine and the sweet aroma of the lilacs calmed her. There was nothing like a trip to her family cabin in the woods to ease her stress, and standing on the porch at midnight looking at the stars was a favorite peaceful activity. 

After several weeks straight of intense casework (and one colossal lapse in her judgment), her superiors at the agency had insisted she take a two week vacation.  At first she had resisted because she was so heavily vested in her case. But now that she was here, she was grateful for the time away to de-stress, reflect upon her mistakes, and put the whole sordid deal behind her.

The full moon lit up the woods well enough to clearly see the paths, so on impulse she decided to go for a stroll.  There weren’t any neighbors for a half-mile in any direction, so she felt free to set off in her bare feet and blue silk robe–and once she was away from the cabin, she opened her robe to let the cool air caress her bare skin.  

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Glob the Space Toad grinned as he watched the video feed from his favorite drone.  His targets never evaded him for long. When you’re an intergalactic hunter with advanced technology, almost unlimited resources, and an insatiable appetite, not even hiding in a remote cabin in the north woods will keep your prey hidden long. 

“Ahh, yessss…there you are, my delightful Agent Katie…did you really think you could run from me?”  He admired her shape in the blue silk robe she wore, and more than that, he appreciated the effect the cool night air seemed to be having on her through the thin fabric.  

“Soon, my dear, you will be all mine…”

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Continued in part 2 here:  Stolen into the Night (art by Alucard’s Spirit)

Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

Aurora Rush cover artwork by CallMePlissken

Aurora Rush is captured while investigating the pleasure-droid factory–and a most unusual interrogation follows!

Full image and excerpt at Katied.life. This Aurora Rush cover was the work of my friend CallMePlissken for Fannda Flames–an author who writes what are affectionately known as ‘trashy novels.’ Fannda has a small but loyal following and is a favorite of Alynnya Slatefire and her friends. Watch my site for more works by Fannda coming soon…and enjoy the excerpt below!

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Excerpt from Mission 17:  Synthetic Seductresses

“Welcome to Synthetica Prime, Miss Rush.  We are delighted to catch you trespassing.”

The silent sexy silvery sentries snagged my shackled wrists and secured them to cables stretching me taut.  Their womanly curves and feminine faces didn’t match their ruthless rough manhandling, and it was pretty hot to be marched about and manipulated like a mannequin.  

“What kind of prison cell is this?”  I asked the unseen speaker.  “And what’s going on, are you going to interrogate me?”  I hoped I sounded defiant instead of just turned on by that thought.

“No, Miss Rush.  You are in our research and testing laboratory.  Your arrival has offered us the opportunity to study your kind and determine your optimal method of seduction and pleasure.”

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See the full image and read more from Fannda’s book on my site here: Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

And see Aurora’s other adventure here: Aurora Rush: Taken by Tentacles