Wonder Woman:
A Slave to a Nation
Chapter Seven:
If the Suit fits, watch how you wear it
By
Dumbtime
(dumbtime@hotmail.com)
Gloria
beamed with excitement as she parked her car in the small parking lot, just
inside the main gate of the Department of Defense’s main research compound. She
had been overly excited all week at the opportunity to showcase her abilities
for the Department of Defense and their research team that she was coming to
visit tonight. But, as requested, she was able to keep her excitement hidden
from everyone, including her partner and new love interest, Diana Prince.
A shuttle cart, driven by an army
private pulled up beside Gloria’s car as she gathered her thing and began to
get out of it. “Ms. Gloria Clemons?” The soldier asked. Gloria responded,” Yes,
I’m Gloria Clemons.” The soldier continued, “Ma’am, The researchers here have
been expecting you to arrive. I’m here to escort you to the main research
facility in the center of the base.” The soldier offered Gloria the seat beside
him in the cart. She accepted the offer and sat down in it. He immediately
whisked the cart into motion as they headed towards the large building in the
center of the compound. A sense of pride came over Gloria as she reflected on
the words, “…have been expecting you…”
Within a matter of minutes, the
cart pulled up to the large building. As it came to a stop, the solider began
instructing Gloria further, “Go inside the front door there and sign in with
the receptionist in the foyer. She will point you to go down a long hallway.
The research lab is at the end of that hallway. The receptionist will fill you
in on any other information that you will need.” Gloria exited the shuttle and
thanked the soldier for the ride and info. He smiled and nodded back at her
then whisked the cart off back in the direction of the guard post.
Gloria took a second to look around
and then took in a deep breath. She thought to herself,” Wow, I’m actually
here. This is so exciting, I can hardly wait to find out what is about to take
place.” She then quickly moved towards the door and opened it.
Inside the building, there was a
large foyer with a tall ceiling. The foyer’s walls were all made of heavy
shaped stone and the floor was made of marble. Just like the solider said, the
receptionist was sitting behind a large desk in the middle of it. She was a
strikingly glorious redhead wearing a very tight red satin button-up blouse.
The blouse’s buttons were barely able to maintain the tight, snug fit the
blouse had around her well shaped and voluptuous breasts. Gloria was taking
back a few seconds by her beauty. She spoke as she saw Gloria come inside, “Ah,
Ms. Clemons. It’s good to see you arrived on time. My bosses have been
expecting you and highly anticipating your arrival.”
Still beaming with excitement,
having the sense of pride from the repeating of those same words, and the total
attraction she having with the beauty her eyes beheld, Gloria took a moment to gather
herself and responded, “Mmmmm. Uhm, Yes. Thank you. I like being prompt for
important issues. The guard that dropped me off here said something about the
lab being at the end of a hallway?” The receptionist answered, “Yes, he is
right; it is at the end of that hallway there.” She pointed to the hallway door
to her immediate right. She continued, “But, before you go in there for the
meeting, they have instructed me to give you this.” She handed Gloria a medium sized case,
similar to a briefcase. It had a numbered key pad on the top just beside a
large red button. She continued to speak, “There is a door to a small room
halfway down the hallway on the left. Go in that room, put the case on the
table inside the room, push the red button on the top of the case and then
enter this code on the keypad.” She handed Gloria a slip of paper with three
numbers on it and continued, “Please put on the garment that is inside the
case. You can leave your clothes that you have on now in the room. Once you
have the garment on, exit the room through the other door, not the one you went
in. You will be entering the laboratory from that door. The researchers will be
waiting for you there. I will let them know you are here and changing into the
garment.”
A sudden sense of caution creep
into the back of Gloria’s mind as she began pondering the ideas of changing
clothes and putting on this mysterious garment in the box. Because of the
hypnotic notion of the magic lasso to go along with the D.O.D. plans, along
with the feeling of pride and importance she was having by just be there in their
presence, she quickly dismissed the thought as frivolous. She thanked the
receptionist, quickly grabbed the case, hastily walked down the marble hallway
to the door that the receptionist had mentioned to her and went inside the
small room.
Inside, there was a small table in
the middle of the room up against the right wall. Beside the table was a small
locker. Gloria walked in and placed the box on the table. She looked the box
over and then unfolded the piece of paper that had the numbers on it. Pressing
the red button, as instructed to do so and typed in the number sequence on the
key pad. The faint sound of latches unlatching could be heard inside the box.
Instantly, the front of the box opened and a hidden drawer slide out. In the
drawer were a very silky satin-looking black body suit and a note. Gloria
grabbed the note first and read it. Out loud, she read, “Remove all the
garments you have on until you are completely naked, and then put on the body
suit so that it touches the maximum amount of you exposed skin.” Still driven
by the pride and importance and the need for more of it, she wasted no time
stripping her clothes off and storing them in the locker. Completely nude, the
cool air of the room perked her nipples as she began to put on the suit.
As each part of the inside lining
of the suit touched Gloria’s skin, the suit began to adhere and meld to it.
Completely conforming to the shape and curves of her body, Gloria noticed how
comfortable it felt and how light weight it was. Snug and fitting like a glove,
but not restricting, it hugged every part of here body and gave the appearance
as though it were painted on. As she
fastened the back of the suit, the buttons melded in the suit until there was
no button or seem to be seen. She was completely encompassed by the suit. When
that was done, she exited the room through the opposite side she came in.
***In a small viewing room, overlooking the large room
beside where Gloria is changing clothes, a conversation was being held while she
was putting on the garment***
Dr. Wellers asks the assistant, “Has the transfer papers
for Ms. Clemons been processed yet?” He replies to Weller’s, “Yes, Sir! The
papers have been signed and processed; Ms. Clemons is now an employee of the
Department of Defense.” “Excellent,” Weller replies, “Unbeknownst to Ms.
Clemons, she is about to enter her new life as property to this great nation.”
He continues speaking towards the small crowd of military official there to
watch the experiment, “Gentleman, sit back and enjoy the show.”
Gloria
walked in from the changing room into a much larger all-white room with no
exits other than the door she came in. As she reached a few steps into the
room, the door closed instantly behind her and sealed itself. The sense of
caution she previously squelched earlier began to gain substance again as she
suddenly felt trapped. Moving towards the place by the wall where the door was,
she began to try to feel the wall for any hint of an exit. Not finding anything
but a smooth wall and having a more intense feeling of being trapped, she
turned her head slightly to the side and yelled, “OK!! What the hell is going
on here?!?!? Is this some kind of joke? I thought you brought me here for
something serious and important, I have no time for games.”
A man’s
voice from a speaker in the center of the ceiling responded to Gloria’s
question and demand, “No need to be alarmed Ms. Clemons. We are about to get
started and were just taking security measures to secure the room you are in. “
The walls on one side of the room
began dissipating to reveal a window. Gloria could now she a tall slender man
in his late fifties flanked by 2 other younger men. They were standing behind
what looked like a control panel. The only one looking at Gloria was the older
man. He began to speak, “Allow me to introduce myself. I am Dr. Ian Wellers,
head of the research division of the Department of Defense. I’m in charge of
this entire facility here and I am the one that asked you to come tonight. We
are extremely grateful that you decide to help us with a few of our top-secret
experiments. “
Upon seeing Dr. Wellers and hearing
his introduction, Gloria quickly squelched the sense of caution and again
replaced it with the pride she had earlier. Smiling back at him, she responded,
“I am grateful for the invitation. I will proudly serve my government in anyway
I can. I am honored that you considered me for such experiments. What do I need
to do to help you get started?”
Wellers responded and explained,
“You have already done so by putting on the suit that you are now wearing and
entering into this room.” Smiling back, he continued, “The suit is one of our
on-going research masterpieces. It is made out of a special metallic fiber that
we have been designing for nearly 15 years. Upon receiving certain electronic
impulses from many well-placed nodes lined in the stitching of the suit, it can
conform and shape to the skin of any person’s body type. It also can change in
density. At one moment it will be light as a feather and at the flick of a switch,
heavy as a half a ton. The experiment will involve you wearing the suit to help
with a few other tests on other devices we are developing. Your physique,
agility and on-the-spot decision making ability make you the best candidate to
wear the suit.”
Gloria asked, “What’s the purpose
of such a suit?” Wellers explained further, “To enhance a soldier’s or
policeman’s body armor and further protect them from the dangers of their job.
She responded, “Wow, I can see this suit becoming very important then. What
other things will I be testing?” Wellers answered and continued the
explanation,” Tonight we are using you in the suit to test a new defense droid.
The droid is a prototype. It is a spherical hover craft with extremely
sensitive motion detectors and a very new and experimental stun gun. The gun
shoots a neuron-deactivating pulse ray that simultaneously neutralizes body
motor skills and brain functions. The ray must be aimed directly at the targets
eyes for it to be effective in neutralizing the target. The pulse enters
through the retina and travels to the brain where it specifically numbs the
areas that contain the ability to control movement and the ability to generate
thought. This immobilization will stop any quick thoughts the assailant might
have for escape or to ditch what was taken and for a quicker retrieval of the
assailant.”
“Ok, then why did you need me for
that? Sounds like anyone could have been selected to be the target.” Gloria
quipped back. Again Wellers responded, “We have used others before, including
your good friend, Diana Prince. But we needed someone with a spy background and
a certain physique, you fit the part perfectly. You are here to provide actual
field test specs for the targeting mechanism in the droid. We know everything
else works perfectly, but the targeting system has not been tested
thoroughly.”
Hearing Wellers’ statement about
Diana made Gloria swell with pride. Now she felt like she was equal to Diana and
getting the same respect as she gets. She took a deep breathe and let her chest
heave a bit in doing so. She barely made out the last of the statement about
the targeting system because of distraction the pride that was building in her
head.
Wellers explained even further
about the events yet to come for tonight. He described the testing and how it
would operate. Gloria would pretend to be a thief here to steal confidential
documents. The sphere would engage Gloria and try to gain angle advantage as
quick as possible to fire a clean shot at her eyes. She was to do her best to
avoid getting a blast in the eye for six shots. If she survived they would move
to the next level and adjust the intensity of the testing. He told her that the
stun guns were replaced with a laser pointer and that everything was perfectly
safe. She indicated she was ok with it and ready to get it started.
The first sphere came out of an
opening in the floor behind Gloria. She wasn’t aware where it was till she felt
a presence of something behind her. Instantly, she flipped backwards to avoided
any angle the sphere was try to a get as a trajectory on her face. She bounced
around the room like a gymnast. Twisting, leaping, tumbling and turning to
avoid the laser light. The droid never made contact and after 6 shots at
Gloria, level One was over.
The scientist continued to praise
Gloria, secretly hoping that her pride would make her become careless. The
small audience of high military officials was also taking notice of the testing
and was very impressed by Gloria’s abilities.
Gloria handled the next two levels with easy. It seemed as though she
was too quick to catch as she appeared to know exactly when to jump, turn or
twist when the sphere would fire its laser. A comment coming from the back of
the room seemed to sum up Gloria’s performance so far, “Wow, she just as fast
and agile as Wonder Slut. I bet all the amazons are the same as her as well.”
At level 5, the sphere still seemed
to be no match for Gloria. She was having too much fun making the droid look
like a fool. The scientist decided it was now time to even the sides. With the
slight turn of large dial on the control panel, unbeknownst to Gloria, the suit’s
density increased 15 percent, causing it to gain nearly 20 pounds of weight. The
leaps and bounds that were once too easy, were now getting more difficult. The
sphere seemed to be catching up more to where Gloria’s position was.
An hour later, at level 9, the
first laser light registered contact on Gloria’s forehead, but never could get
the shot it needed on her eyes. After the sixth shot missed, she was told that
the level was over. Exhaustion was starting to creep in the picture as she was
still in the dark about the density increase of the suit. Wellers spoke over
the intercom, “Catch your breath before the next level, you’ll need it. At a
random time during the conflict, a second sphere will enter the room and you
will have to avoid it as well.” Gloria thought to herself, “Oh great, I barely
survived the last level. They must think I’m Wonder Woman or something.”
Wellers looked over to the
assistant on his left and asked, “Is the stun gun loaded on the second sphere
and has all the data from suit during the last levels been compiled to its
targeting computer?” He responded, “Yes Sir! It is ready. It will know exactly
where she is going to be in the room when it enters. She won’t know what hit
her and it will be the last thing she consciously remembers when it strikes.”
“Excellent!” Wellers delighted,” Proceed with the next level.”
Wellers spoke again into the
intercom, “Are you ready for this, Ms. Clemons? It is going to be very
intense.” She responded, “Give me your worst!!” The door in the floor opened
and a new sphere proceeded out into the large room. Instantly it began firing
the laser at Gloria as it tried to get a good position to see her face. Gloria
dodged and weaved the best she could with 35 extra pounds on her frame as a
result of the increase of the suit. The sphere recorded two more strikes on her
forehead but not her eyes. As it was lining up for the fourth strike, Gloria
twisted and turned to avoid the shot. When she stopped her momentum to prepare
for the next move, she found herself staring directly at the second sphere that
had entered the room without her knowing. Its stun gun fired one pulse at the
face of the defenseless Gloria. A direct hit was recorded as she soon lost
control of her body and stood erect and still in the middle of the room. She
tried to think of what happened to her, but the thought never fully registered
as the thinking processes of her brain began to shut down. She now stood there
as nothing more than a zombified statue.
Wellers reached down and pressed a
different button on the panel. The fasteners, that melded into the suit earlier
when Gloria put it on, reappeared and popped off onto the floor. Soon after that,
the suit peeled off her skin and fell to the floor leaving her completely
naked. Wellers instantly shouted into the intercom, “OK Boys!!! We’ve got 10
minutes to get her set up in the lab before that stun ray wears off. Get in
there and get a move on.” Suddenly a
side door and a large door leading into the large Laboratory open up. Five
soldiers ran from the side and grab the now erect Gloria statue and carried her
into the lab towards the back of it.
When they reached the back of the
lab, they then strapped her wrist, ankles, waist and neck to an “X” shaped
truss. Still in her zombie state, she had no idea what was happening to her or
what was going on. Wellers, leading the
small pack of official, entered the lab and marched back to where Gloria was. He
barked out more commands as he arrived, ”Make sure the
restraints are on good enough. I don’t want her moving any during the
extrapolation and transformation processes.” With that he picked up two devices
from the table beside Gloria, one a small disk the size of a quarter and the
other a small electronic looking helmet with a facial mask. He placed the small
device on her head and stepped back.
Suddenly,
Gloria’s eyes began to flicker as if she were waking up from a deep sleep.
Groggy and somewhat dumbfounded, she looked around to try and figure out what
happened. The last thing she remembered was staring face to face with the
sphere droid and then a bright yellow light. She looked at Wellers and asked,
“What is going on? What happened to me? Why can’t I move my arms and legs?” He
answered back, “The experiment is going as planned, you took that real blast
from the stun gun we slipped in on that second sphere like a real champ. Now we
can get on with the next phase, your conversion.” In shock, she questions, “My
conversion? What are you talking about? Let me out of these straps.” Wellers
continues, matter-of-factly, “I’m sorry Ms Clemons, but I can do that. You see
we’ve found out something about you and we can’t let that secret get out. Your natural
ability, to do things better than most people, comes from the Amazon blood in
you. You are of the same blood as that of Wonder Woman, or should I say Diana
Prince. We can’t afford for you to be find out and slip into enemy hands.”
Gloria
couldn’t believe what was happen nor could she believe what was being said. She
struggled at the fact that she was now being held prisoner, naked in the
presence of high ranking government officials and gasped at the statement that
Diana was Wonder Woman.
“Enough
of the same talk, you know the truth now, but it won’t matter in a few
minutes,” Wellers said as he move to put the strange helmet on Gloria’s head.
She tried to struggle at first, but he grabbed her chin to hold her head still
and threw the helmet on. The head band inside the helmet fit itself around her cranium
as two metal plates fastened to the temple areas on each side of her head. The mask slid down and completely covered her
eyes so she could not see anything but the lens in front of them. As he grabbed
the chin straps to tie the helmet on her head, microphone laden ear covers
dropped over her ears and completely muffled any possible outside sounds or
noises. The helmet was now in place and ready to do its job.
Wellers
walked from Gloria to a near by control panel. He reached and grabbed a small
microphone and spoke into it. He said, “You are now about to become the second
person to transformed from an individual person to the property of this great
nation. Diana Prince was the first, now it’s your turn. Say goodbye Gloria,
your about to begin your new life as Item# 672JDF23TY7POI.” With that, he
pressed a button on the panel and the helmet began to buzz to life.
Instantly,
Gloria felt the electric impulse of the metal plates along with the rhythmic sound
of high pitched static in her ears and the magnificent strobe rings of light
coming from the lens. It completely overwhelmed her at first, as they were
resonating through her psyche. Using all her resistance, she slowly began to
fight off the subliminal messages to comply and obey. She used all the mental
strength she could muster to fight off the invasion of her mind.
With all
her sensory perceptions blocked and using all her energy to try and fight the
forces invading her mind, she had no idea what was about to happen next. A
small prick on her neck took her completely by surprise. Wellers described what
was going on to the crowd, “The same psychotropic & hypnotic sedative that
worked on destroying Wonder Woman’s resistance should have the same affect on
Ms. Clemons as well. We’ve sped up the process since Wonder Woman’s capture. The
subliminal frequencies being broadcasted through her senses of touch, sight and
hearing will now have a much easier time putting her into a deep hypnotic
trance. The trance will enable us to retrieve any vital information stored in
her memory and then complete erase and reprogram her mind. It’s only a matter
of time now.”
The small
prick not only introduced the quick acting mind-numbing agent, it distracted
Gloria’s effort to stop the bombardment of signals trying to take over her mind
for a split second. This allowed the
frequencies to grab an instant foot hold in her psyche. Minutes past by as her
resistance rapidly disintegrating and the grip she had to try and contain her
being slipping away. She found herself slowly falling into a deep trance and giving
in to the thoughts of complying and obeying to a new master.
Seconds-by-seconds
ticked away as more and more of Gloria’s mind slipped closer to the deep trance
that was being induced. Wellers noticed that she was on the edge of falling so
he provided the final push. He reached over and pressed a small blue button on
the panel labeled “Mind Zap.” Instantly a blast of bright multicolored lights
speckled the lens of the mask as well as a higher pitched sound resonated from
the ear covers. The metal plates dispersed a more intense pulse of electricity.
With the sensory overload happening all at once, the remaining energy Gloria
had left to resist was depleted. She tumbled over the edge, her will
disintegrated. The only thing she had left in her head was the urge to comply
and obey.
Knowing
now that Gloria’s will was gone, Wellers pronounced to the officials in the
room, “It is done, Gloria Clemons is now ours to control. “ He then picked up
the small microphone and spoke, “Gloria, you must now completely obey your
master’s words and comply with his will.
From now on, you will only hear and obey the researchers at the facility
that you will now call, ‘Home.’ I am your supreme master until you meet the one
whom you will serve for the rest of your life. Do you understand this that I
have spoken?”
The now
completely mesmerized Gloria answered back in a monotone voice, “Yes Master. I
must obey your words as you have said them. From now on I only obey and serve
my master.” Wellers replied, “Excellent. That will do just fine, slut.” He
continued, bark commands at the soldiers still in the room, “Get her down from
the truss and escort her over to the ‘Mind Copier.’” Upon saying that, he
pressed a few buttons on the control panel and the same chamber with the
mechanical chair that Wonder Woman was in on her second visit to the lab
appeared.