The Keiko Conspiracy File 001 (non-futa, gender switch) Rewrite

This story originally appeared as a more specialized kind of fiction. Just for fun, I have revamped the story as a mainstream piece of hentai fiction. Hope you enjoy it. This story is something I've been thinking about for a long time, and as such had quite a long gestation period. The original idea for this story was actually so different from what I eventually wrote that I might one day actually to that story seperately. I had a ton of influences on this story, starting with TV shows like The Prisoner, USA's Burn Notice, and Life On Mars (which I've never actually seen). As well as films like Gary Ross' wonderful Pleasantville, Alex Proyas' superlative and underrated Dark City, The Marian Chronicles. Also influential were a lot of the manga I've been into lately such as Hiroyuki Tamakoshi's addictve Gacha Gacha: The Next Revolution (love that one), again Yasuhiro Kano' also addictive and way too short Pretty Face, and to a lesser extent Satoru Akahori and Yukimaru Katsura's Kashimashi and Rumiko Takahashi's classic Ranma 1/2. I know, that sounds like a weird mix of influences. I'm not totally happy with the way this turned out, but I hope you'll get a kick out of it. I realize the beginning is very dark and very brutal, but it was important for me to place Tako in a life so bad that when he finds himself in his new found situation, its actually a reprieve, no matter how bizzare. Not sure if there's going to be a second part to this or not. Downloadable files included as always. COMMENT on this story, damnit! When you don't, the seires dies, look at what happened to A Futanari Fable. At least hit the thank button.

Downloadable RTF file links:

http://www.megarotic.com/?d=XEQRGVP

Password ::hardcover::

THE KEIKO

CONSPIRACY:

FILE 001

By Hardcover

Truth is most definitely stranger then fiction. The twists and turns that life can throw at you are frequently unexpected, more often then not dramatic, and in many cases so bizarre as to be unbelievable. That is definitely the description behind many of the events that befell me following my unceremonious removal from Japanese Intelligence at what would have been the height of my career.

At the time, I was going by the name of Mitzuhara Tako. I had been a top operative for the government of my homeland, and a greater patriot to my country would be hard to find. But that was all to come crashing down around me when my loyalty was called into question. The details were never made clear to me, but at some point while I