Operation Curare

By August Renfelt

The FBI is on to Alice Shaw, agent of FemForce. They follow her. They bug her phone and flat. It's only a matter of time before they snatch her up. Unless she can turn the tables. Unless she can make them watch her perfect body a little too closely. Unless she can make them listen a little too well to her soft, feminine voice.
Unless she can steal their hammering little hearts. One by one.

• Language: English
• Publisher: August Renfelt
• Release date: Nov 1, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463245484

August Renfelt

August Renfelt is the E-book Author of Erotica too niche for ordinary commercial publication. He writes in both in the Female Dominant and the Shemale Dominant genres, and uses contemporary, science fiction and fantasy settings for his stories.He firmly believes that Niche Erotica should be clearly labelled. Shemales does not pop up in his Femdom stories without warning and he goes to great lengths to tag his stories as precisely as possible. Should you feel these tags inadequate, by all means add some of your own to help other readers find or avoid his stuff according to their interests.He also believes Erotica should be entertaining, and so values conflict, the outrageous and spicy situations over realism. He does use gritty realism on occasion so as to anchor his stories in something recognizable, but at the end of the day his stories are fun escapist fiction and nothing more.He has a website, www.evilbedtimestories.com, uses too many commas, and sometimes feels silly referring to himself in the third person.August Renfelt

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Operation Curare

By August Renfelt

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Copyright August Renfelt August 2018

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Chapter One

Hi. I'm Alice, and I'm a secret agent of the FemForce.

The camera showed a pretty green eyed girl with a huge head of brown hair. She was sitting on an office chair, both hands between her thighs, legs spread, swiveling back and forth a little as she spoke. She wore a tight, thin long sleeved top, white with broad blue stripes, light gray yoga pants and bare feet. Her body was slender and energetic, her breasts bouncing a little as she moved.

And she felt just a little silly, sitting there confessing to be being a spy.

I was turned into a New Woman on my own, kind of by accident, by eating some old Sirce pills. My IQ tripled overnight, and well, I was awakened.

"I soon discovered a newspaper with one of those hidden riddles, you know, the ones the FemForce puts out to reach people like me. I went to the location the riddle produced and got in touch with a nice lady from Escape Line. I didn't actually need a way out, I wasn't in any immediate trouble, so instead I asked if she could get me into the service. The FemForce is of course always looking for women who are awakened without anyone knowing about it, so they offered me a position. And with my newfound clarity I could see plenty of problems in the world that needed fixing, so I jumped at the chance to do something about it.

I was assigned here, to the North East Operational Center, which is the fancy name for the FemForce base in Portham. I have only been here a couple of months and I am currently the only agent. Apart from Dr. Smith over there, who is head of the FemForce Eastern Seaboard Medical Emergency Team. She doesn't help with the actual spying, but she picks up the phones sometimes."

Pick up your own phones, a voice said from off screen.

The prime reason for a FemForce presence in Portham is the local medico industry, which is doing a lot of interesting stuff, and of course the annual Drone Convention up at Gildsburg airbase. So those are my primary concerns. What else? I'm nineteen, a virgin, the star sign anyway, and I'm self taught as an agent. And that's it!

Alice tilted her head to the side and smiled.

Alfdis, the young Icelandic girl on the other end of the encrypted line said: Neat!

Why, exactly, do I need a presentation video? Alice asked.

The pale girl from the Reykjavik Signals and Data Division came into view on the screen: It's for Terminations. If you ever requests a hit, they start by profiling you. It's part of their process.

Sounded fair, Alice thought. She had never dealt with the Executors, and had no intention of doing so, so she shrugged it off.

***

Alice needed some exercise and some fresh clothes. It was a gorgeous late summer morning in the city, so she decided to take her mountain bike down to her rarely used apartment. She put her headset on and opened the scrambled connection to Reykjavik. She had several big data projects that she needed Alfdis to do, and she outlined them as she made her way to the old part of town.

Her block was a run-down series of brownstones with narrow stairwells and small apartments. She parked her bike, chaining it to the fence and walked up the stone stairs as she talked shop with her techie contact. She felt the gaze of many male neighbors on her round little ass, well trained as it was from cycling and squats. She swung it a little; she might need the help of one of them someday and so she kept them eager and attentive.

A request has arrived from up state, Alfdis said in her ear as she emptied her mailbox, someone needs the help of someone with your profile. It is minimum danger, you would just be the substitute teacher on a school, but you would be embedded for weeks, maybe months,

"I'd love to