Connelly's TG Caps

Standing just outside of the villa's master bedroom, Smith carefully adjusted his black, silky lingerie as he mentally prepared himself to finally meet the so-called Monsieur Beaumont , the man that he had been tracking down for years and the man that had done this to him as well. Just a week ago, Smith had been one of the most experienced and resourceful agents that Interpol had. Throughout his countless years at the agency, he had risen through the ranks, becoming one of its top agents and thus leading some of the most delicate investigations such as the one he was currently doing. For many years now, he had been investigating an international crime organization and its leader, a mysterious man who was only ominously known as Monsieur Beaumont . And finally, after so many complications and unexpected change-of-plans that such an investigation entailed, he had finally been able to find a concrete lead that led him towards an isolated villa in Southern France and where hopefully th...

" Die kumma einfach immer weiter! " James grumbled in discontent as he saw another large group of tourists enter the Bayerisches Haus , all ready to celebrate Oktoberfest by ordering beers to their hearts' desire. " Wann krieg i endlich a Pause?! " Why did he have to try his luck in getting away with not paying for his own beers? He could have been on the other side of the bar, enjoying Oktoberfest just like everybody else, but because of what he had decided to do, he now had to work as a barmaid, wear a dirndl , and serve beers all day until Oktoberfest ended. He would have thought that if the owner of the Bayerisches Haus had found out about what he wanted to do, then the owner would have simply kicked him out of the establishment. But never in a million years would he have expected for the bar's owner to transform him into a busty, German woman who was pretty incapable to speak any English at all! No matter how much he tried, the only thing that now came...

"W-Wait, what?" Andrew questioned as a worried look rapidly appeared on his face. "W-What do you mean that I can't change back until I master all of my powers?" "Being the Bearer of the Lightning is not only a great blessing, but also a great responsibility that if not mastered, can result in the death of the bearer and everyone around them," the old man standing opposite to him responded as he nodded. "For that reason we decided to impose a set of trials that once completed, would confirm that the Bearer of the Lightning has mastered all of their powers and can transform back to their former self at their please." "And what are these 'trials' supposed to be?" "Some of them just involve simple things like solving some puzzles and traversing labyrinths made specifically to test the very limits of your will. Others involve sealing once again infernal beings that must be never see the light of day or protecting the Earth f...