Espionage

Have you ever wondered how the chinese manage to pull of one succesful industrial espionage operation after another?
I think I know.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------


"Xu Zhang Yong. I see that you are conscious again. I´m pleased to see that the device performed with exceptional results yet again".

Zhang Yong´s head was pounding mercilessly. Its brain hadn´t adjusted to the new consciousness yet.
"Yes General", he said in unsteady chinese and tried to rub the pain away, finding long brown hair where he before had a crew cut.
"Don´t worry. The negative effects will subside in a minute or two", the physician said that accompanied the general.

"Unless you haven´t read all of the file I can inform you that you from now on will be known as Hannah Parker, a young female working in a U.S security company, who have been sent to China to broaden her expertise in her field; wide area network security. Something Zhang Yong was very adept at, the best, and amongst one of the reasons you was chosen to pose as her."
"Yes General", the new Hannah mumbled. The pain was finally subsiding and 'she' could finally take in all changes that had happened to 'her'.

"We´ve had her under strict surveillance, since she came here,for six months of her year long deployment. We know everything about her. And you will also know everything about her", the general continued. "When you leave China, going back 'home' to the U.S, not even her closest family will be able to tell the difference betwen you and her".

 "Of course we will perfect your already excellent grasp of the english language. When we are done with you, you will talk exactly like her. And from now on you will only perform conversations in english".
"Yes General. I will make my nation proud.", 'Hannah' said in in a very good english.
 "The U.S you mean?", the general said with a little twinkle in his eyes.
'Hannah' made a warm smile. "Of course, General. I love the United States".
The general seemed pleased. "Doctor. Take care of the rest with Miss Parker", he said and left.
 

The doctor cleared his throat and spoke in broken english:"Learn to know your body. Females are different, must get to know the difference. I will be back in three hours. Learn as much as you can".
The doctor left the room and with that 'Hannah' was alone.

 'She' sat still and quiet in the armchair, taking in the new sensations from all over her body. She had an slight unwillingness to explore her body, to touch her own body for the first time, but she had to start some time.
Hannah figured that she could start with her breasts. Or tits, or boobs as they said in the U.S. She wondered why an attractive girl like the real Hannah would ever start working with computers. It would at least make her mission easier in the future. Attractive females always had an advantage in all social situations.
"They´re heavy", she thought when removing them from her flimsy tank top.

She thought about the intense training regimen she would endure.
Make up sessions, fashion lessons, language, movements, family, work and everything in betwen. Some residual memories from the transfer would help her out but there were much to learn.
And now she would learn about her body. 
Her dainty hands began to move up and down her female flesh, taking note of everything she felt.
It was... pleasureable.
It felt... exquisite.
Her inhibitions began to loosen up. 
After two hours of self-pleasure she panted heavily, sweat glistening from her body.
A wry smile appeared on her lips. "I think I will enjoy this assigment more than I first thought", and squeezed her breasts.