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DiP_097 - Standby for Abduction - 4K UHD Upscaled
The evening rain slicked the concrete of the secluded car park where Evey, a dedicated air hostess, was preparing for her shift. She was on standby, ready to fly at a moment's notice, checking the boot of her car. But the only flight she would be taking was into darkness. Her solitude was shattered by the arrival of Tammie Lee, a woman with a desperate need for a uniform and the cold resolve to take it. There were no pleasantries. Tammie produced a handgun, leveling it at the terrified hostess. The command was simple: the uniform, now.
Pinned against the rough brick wall of the garage, Evey was forced to surrender her identity. Under the unblinking eye of the gun, she unbuttoned her patterned blouse, unzipped her navy skirt, and removed her hat and shoes, handing them over until she was left shivering and exposed in her black stockings and underwear. With the prize secured, Tammie moved to silence the witness. She produced a length of thick, white rope. Rough and efficient, she bound Evey's wrists tightly behind her back, then lashed her ankles together to prevent any chance of running. A black gag was tied brutally tight around Evey’s mouth, stifling her pleas into muted whimpers.
Then came the transformation. As Evey watched in helpless horror, Tammie donned the stolen garments. She fastened the skirt, buttoned the blouse, and placed the forage cap on her head. She was no longer a criminal; she was the air hostess. The final act of this hostile takeover was to dispose of the loose end. Tammie hauled the bound and gagged Evey up and stuffed her unceremoniously into the boot of her own car. Curled up like a piece of forgotten cargo, Evey could only watch as the boot lid slammed shut, sealing her in darkness, while Tammie Lee walked away, ready to take Evey's place on the flight and in the world.
The evening rain slicked the concrete of the secluded car park where Evey, a dedicated air hostess, was preparing for her shift. She was on standby, ready to fly at a moment's notice, checking the boot of her car. But the only flight she would be taking was into darkness. Her solitude was shattered by the arrival of Tammie Lee, a woman with a desperate need for a uniform and the cold resolve to take it. There were no pleasantries. Tammie produced a handgun, leveling it at the terrified hostess. The command was simple: the uniform, now.
Pinned against the rough brick wall of the garage, Evey was forced to surrender her identity. Under the unblinking eye of the gun, she unbuttoned her patterned blouse, unzipped her navy skirt, and removed her hat and shoes, handing them over until she was left shivering and exposed in her black stockings and underwear. With the prize secured, Tammie moved to silence the witness. She produced a length of thick, white rope. Rough and efficient, she bound Evey's wrists tightly behind her back, then lashed her ankles together to prevent any chance of running. A black gag was tied brutally tight around Evey’s mouth, stifling her pleas into muted whimpers.
Then came the transformation. As Evey watched in helpless horror, Tammie donned the stolen garments. She fastened the skirt, buttoned the blouse, and placed the forage cap on her head. She was no longer a criminal; she was the air hostess. The final act of this hostile takeover was to dispose of the loose end. Tammie hauled the bound and gagged Evey up and stuffed her unceremoniously into the boot of her own car. Curled up like a piece of forgotten cargo, Evey could only watch as the boot lid slammed shut, sealing her in darkness, while Tammie Lee walked away, ready to take Evey's place on the flight and in the world.
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