Khia's Abduction

[[ Been in a mood to do some good old sexy damsel in distress peril pics of late... and I haven't paid much attention to my OC Khia either, so I thought I'd enjoy both. I know in the storylines at there is the potential for all manner of sexy situations for her, some perilous, some not, but I'm not jumping the gun here. Especially since there are other members involved in those storylines I in no way want to derail their ideas or steal their thunder. I'm very much looking forward to seeing what they come up with and where those stories will lead. I'm just in the mood for something like this so I thought I'd play around with a totally unrelated little 'what if' scenario that I hope others will find as just as exciting ]]

[[[ UPDATE: While the flattened 'breasts under glass' morphs are exciting, the ones I used weren't as smooth as I'd have liked and increased Khia's breast size way out of proportion, so I went back and used a different set of morphs. Still pleasantly flattened, but now in keeping with Khia's naturally impressive size. ]]]

It had been a long day as Khia entered her high-rise apartment overlooking the modest skyline of Racks View. Crimson rays of sunset filtered through the blinds as the lovely black girl dropped her mail on the table then in one motion peeled off her fitted babydoll t-shirt. Khia's large, soft breasts remained a prisoner of a silky lace bra for only a moment, but she reached behind and a snap of the girl's fingers unclasped the restricting fabric. Even before the bra hit the floor, Khia's tits assumed their natural unfettered shape. The lovely woman walked through her apartment toward her bedroom, leaving and enticing trail of clothing behind her and a few moments later came the sound of water cascading in her shower.

Out in her apartment, something stirred. From the pile of mail, a small unregarded package began to twitch and move of it's own accord. On it was the promise of a free sample for those who act quickly and like a free sample of toothpaste or hand cream one gets in the mail, just as quickly ignored. Even as the package began to dislodge itself from the small pile of bills and magazines, it's offer could be read.

"Congratulations! You have been selected to volunteer for the next series of experiments at N.I.C.E. Labs."

Like a miniature Trojan Horse, the small package freed itself from the other mail and sprang into action. With a click it began to fold in on itself like animated origami. Within seconds the package sat on the table as a small satellite dish resting on spiderlike legs. The dish turned towards the door and a pencil-thin beam of light fired from the dish striking directly into the lock on the door. A barely noticeable puff of smoke seeped from the lock even as the small device turned away and now pointed to the window. The spiderlike legs suddenly came to life, skittering the device across the table and then with a leap crossed the remaining distance to the window. Clinging to the blinds the dish pointed out towards the skyline and activated it's signal.

Khia relaxed in the shower, her senses filled with hot water and fragrant soaps caressing her weary body and oblivious to masked men, clad in black creeping into her apartment. They moved in quickly, one pausing to use a silenced tool to strip out the melted lock and replace it with an undamaged twin. Their break-in concealed, the men crept across the apartment towards the sound of the shower and their helpless and unknowing Volunteer. In her bathroom, Khia's firm, slim body glistened in the spray as she rubbed the soap from her tits in the cascading water, making them roll and bounce pendulously. Suddenly the lights in the bathroom went out, making her jump in surprise. She looked about, but in the darkness could see nothing. Khia sighed in mild annoyance, thinking it a burnt out bulb. They always happen at the worst time. She was about to cut her shower short when suddenly the door to her shower flung open and the two men rushed inside. Khia barely had time to yelp out a scream as she was grabbed and pushed hard against the glass of her shower's cubicle. Powerful hands gripped the back of her neck and arm, holding her into place as she tried to scream and struggle against her unknown attackers. The terrified girl was held tight against the glass, her large tits flattened against the surface and exaggerated into even larger wide, round saucers while below her legs kicked and feet slipped on the shower-drenched tiles.

Suddenly Khia felt a stinging pain on her right buttock and she screamed again in terror as she realized the second masked man had just stabbed her with a syringe. She could feel the drug enter her, hot and cold at the same time and her body began to go numb, tingling as the shot radiated out in all directions. The two masked men pulled the young ebony girl into their arms as her struggles almost immediately became weaker and weaker. Her terrified screams dying away as if denied breath. Within seconds they were carrying her limp body from the shower, while Khia's senses crashed in around her and she knew no more.

N.I.C.E. Labs had found it's latest Volunteer....