I must admit that I have fretted for many months attempting where and how to apply my superhero powers. There are so many poor characters living in awful situations. Also, this line of work is quite dangerous and a lot of physical resources are needed to successfully save many of my targets. Finally, I decided that I simply had to go forth and reclaim. After the first job, I hope, the succeeding ones will become easier. Luckily I found a job that seemed to be easier and fairly well removed from here and now to avoid any form of retribution. And so, I made plans to steal Amy from her isolation in the fictional Emirate of Rifan.
You can read the case file for Amy at this link:
Indeed, you should read that to understand exactly the situation that we were facing.
Basically, though she was an English accountant of some sort who had been tricked into a relationship where she is forced to wear extremely constrictive robes at all times. She rarely has an opportunity to see anything and various restrictive irreversible body modifications have been applied surgically. She had been held for almost three years when we arrived to reclaim her.
First, I should note that finding the correct fictional universe to access was one of the hardest tasks. Actually, stealing Amy and a second “wife” (Anne Marie) from the claws of the husband was a fairly easy task in comparison. We had acquired two particularly realistic sex dolls. After observing and replicating the normal clothing of prison wives of Rifan, we dressed the sex dolls appropriately, gated into the wives sitting room, picked their shackles and left the sex dolls in their place.
We left some monitors in the universe for three weeks or so and surprisingly the husband made no outward indication that he realized that his wives had been switched with sex dolls. It seems that the routine carried on as before we replaced the living wives with the sex dolls with no changes at all. Perhaps, he is too proud to declare that his wives were stolen publicly. Perhaps he did not notice.
We rendered Amy and Anne Marie to my isolated island mansion. They are the only ones there so far so it is a fairly quiet existence. Particularly since they had undergone some sort of “muting operation” and are incapable of speech. Surprisingly (or not), the two women seem to get along wonderfully and they are enjoying their ability to lounge naked in the sun. They seem to have developed an intricate nonverbal form of communication in their year of captivity together which they continue to use around the mansion. It would seem they are actually quite intimate. This, despite the case file notes suggesting that they were to be rivals.
We can not return them to England yet. For England here could be vastly different from where they grew up. Even if there is a parallel entity in England that they could identify as “familiar”, the entity would likely in truth be no more that a stranger to them. I am saddened that I have effectively exchanged their isolation in robes and veils with a remote island life. On the other hand with a few months of acclimation, we should be able to give them choices for pursuing their own course through life. I admit that I hope that they will stay on with our organization. We need all the help we can get for future missions.
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