WARNING:
This story contains Tomboys, a mad scientist, kidnapping, stunning, offscreen undressing, nudity, tubes, science, nutrient fluids, science-fiction, fetish, helplessness, unconsciousness and many more captured ladies.
Taken by the Tomboy Taker
by
ChechtieltheSecond
Sweating, muscles vibrating, body aching, breath controlled and in rhythm.
Gwendoline never felt more alive as when she was doing a midnight jog through the streets of Paris. This buxom redhead with a sixpack was not just enjoying the training but also the cold air on her skin during her jog.
She was in deep thought about what she should eat for dinner and tried to remember what shows would be on this evening at the same time.
Then she thought and sensed that somebody was nearby, something or somebody that made her tense. She turned her head around but saw nobody. She saw in all directions, including above but there was nobody either. The person who had been passing her couldn't be the reason she was that tense. She didn't gave away any signs of being aggressive towards her and she didn't look like somebody physical strong enough to take her on either.
Instead her gaze fell onto a strange shape behind a tree.
"Hey, get out there you voyeur, are you trying to get the drop on me?"
"That is a cambot," said a voice behind the muscular woman who was wearing a grey tank top those the edges are colored in cyan, forming long stripes that way.
Gwendoline who was also wearing yellow sweatpants turned around to see a ray gun pointed at her, or rather a toy so she fought. "Is this a joke?" she asked, not worried at all.
The person wearing a white lab coat said: "I am a bad comedienne," she said and shoot.
Gwendoline, the woman who was wearing blue-white-yellow sport shoes didn't expect to be hit by anything, especially nothing effective. But she was and it made her entire body numb. "Wha…"
"My Ray Gun has a stun option," explained the lady in the lab coat. "In every combination and configuration my little friend can have."
Gwendoline tried to stand but she slowly sunk to the ground, the weight of her own body becoming too much for her. "You will regret this…"
"No, I am already enjoying this," told the mysterious woman. "And now your body shall be prepared for transportation."
Using a modified Smartphone, the mysterious lady summoned a flying metallic object. It was a round sphere with rolls of duct tape attached to their sides which were also connected to various gears and little gadgets.
"What is this…?" asked Gwendoline, woman with orange eyes.
"My Tape-Robot," explained Gwendoline. "She will Tape you up now."
"Who are you?" asked the victim her kidnapper weak. "Why are you doing this?"
"They call me "Tomboy Taker" and I take cute, sexy tomboys like you with me," explained the Tomboy Taker while removing the shoes and socks Gwendoline was wearing. "I love nothing more than capturing a Tomboy to add them to my collection."
"You are a kidnapper…" was the weak but still horrified reaction of Gwendoline. "Let me be…"
The tape bot used small but sturdy and strong arms to move the body parts of Gwendoline to work. It bound the lower and upper legs together with tape, forced the hands behind her back and bound the wrists together there, several tapes were rolled around her upper body and hands and she also received a stripe of tape onto her mouth.
"Mmmmmhhhhpf…" was all she could say after the Tape-Bot was finished. She meekly rolled around a bit and struggled against the strong green bonds she had been secured with.
"No, you come with me," said the Tomboy Taker, changing functions of her ray weapon a change of a dial. "I think I transport you while you are asleep. Have a dose of sleeping ray."
Without any means to defend herself Gwendoline was shot again and fell instantly asleep.
Hours later Gwendoline awoke again. She didn't feel week anymore, instead she felt very naked. Sitting up in surprise and anger she found herself nude in a glass tube large enough to hold a single person.
"What the…?"
Standing up she tried to push against the glass, hoping she could get the tube it to fall to the side and crack but to no avail. The strong tomboy was getting more frustrated and angry by the second. "Where am I? Why am I naked? What does this nonsense mean? LET ME OUT!"
Entering through an automatic door came the Tomboy Taker with a clipboard under her arm. She looked at her naked captive with cold professionalism which hid her giddy enthusiasm about having captured another beautiful tomboy. She had seen on her Smartphone connected to a camera in the room that the tall women called Gwendoline showed a lot of resistance.
"Subject S-21-42 called Gwendoline shows indignation to her current situation and wants to leave," spoke the Tomboy Taker into her smartphone.
"I bet I will!" shouted Gwendoline and body checked the glass. "I will beat you up as well!"
"Subject is highly aggressive," added the Tomboy Taker. "I would like to talk to her but at her current state that isn't possible. Better to sedate her, give her some peaceful dreams. Afterwards she may be more inclined for a civilized conversation."
"You don't give me any syringes!" shouted Gwendoline, her head red from wrath and shame of being so exposed. She tried to cover her breasts and neither region with her arms and hands for some dignity. "Don't look at me! You are not allowed too! Freaking deviant!"
"Subject continues to be aggressive," said the Tomboy Taker while doing something on her smartphone. "I insert the nutrient fluid now."
Gwendoline felt something warm around her feet and looked down. Six holes on the ground at the edge of the tube arranged in a circle had opened and flowing out of them came a green translucent water-like substance. Gwendoline automatically jumped up, stretched out her arms and legs and pressed her hands and feet against the tube to stay above the fluid. "What is this?! Do you want to drown me?!"
"No, you can breathe in this," promised the Tomboy Taker, grinning. "But it will weaken you, make you meek and mewling. You will sleep and your beautiful sexy body will float around to be inspected thoroughly by me."
"You will only inspect my fist when it connects to your face!" swore Gwendoline and climbed higher.
"Unlikely," responded Tomboy Taker dry.
The tube was slowly filling with the green substance and soon reached the body of the tomboy. She crawled higher, desperate to find a way to get through the metal lid above her that was connected to the ceiling. She pushed and punched against the lid but nothing helped, it did not budge. Eventually she lost her hold and fell with a splash into the green substance that was filling the tube. Gwendolines strong and beautiful body fought and squirmed around, rotated and stretched and finally tried to swim up again but the reminding air pocket was gone and the tube was now completely filled with the green warm substance.
"Subject is now completely encased," said the Tomboy Taker matter of fact. "The fluid will do its work soon and weaken this beautiful specimen."
Gwendoline eventually, unable to hold her breath forever finally gasped for air. But instead of swallowing a lot of deadly fluids it filled her lungs with air. It felt different than usual, with the fluid filling her mouth, throat, nose and lungs but it didn't feel like water was filling her body, more like a thicker alternate form of air.
The kidnapped woman wondered how this was possible and looked over to the Tomboy Taker. "What…. Now… How…", she said meekly, feeling the influence of the fluid nutrients already taking a toll on her.
"Some testing, nothing serious," explained Tomboy Taker. "I don't wanna damage my tomboys either physical or mentally."
Gwendoline, completely robbed of all her strength felt how her eyelids yearned to close. She fought, she fought hard against the sleep that was about to overtake her with her last remaining determination of strength. But it was for naught and after a minute she closed her eyes and fell deep asleep.
"Subject asleep," reported the Tomboy Taker with a detached voice. "Will check her vitals and her body before sending her into the trophy hall/subject storage. It is of importance that any subject is healthy."
Tomboy Taker walked over to the console placed before the tube and she started to work on it, typing in stuff and checking on her new acquisition. Smiling deviously as she was sure on Gwendoline's wellbeing, she gave a final command. The hatch over Gwendoline opened and the nimble adult body was quickly sucked up into it.
Leaving the room, and going through a hallway the Tomboy Taker entered her trophy hall shortly after. Tubes were everywhere in this large hall, lined properly in rows. Many were empty but many others were filled with the best thing the Tomboy Taker could have.
Tomboys, dozens of beautiful tomboys. Muscular tomboys, fast tomboys, feisty tomboys, tall tomboys, small tomboys, dumb tomboys, smart tomboys, European tomboys, African tomboys, Asian tomboys, north American tomboys, south American tomboys, Australian tomboys, Mermaid Tomboys, Elven Tomboys, Alien Tomboys and other types of tomboys.
She loves them, she loves any girl, any women that acts in any way like a tomboy, even if it is just a little bit.
And she would own them all.
Hope you guys enjoyed this little tale which introduced a new OC' of mine I came up with. The Tomboy Taker was created mainly through the alliteration. I myself like the Tomboy archetype as well so a character that is specialized in capturing Tomboys suits me just fine and anyone else who likes bondage, tomboys and tomboys in bondage.
Until next time!