The Tape

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OOC: The idea I have here is similar to the movie The Ring, except instead of a tape that kills the person within one week, women who watch it find their mind and body being transformed into that of a total slut. I am seeking a female roleplayer for this, who would play a FBI agent that has been assigned the case. Despite compelling testimoney and photo evidence, you have not been able to find any real leads. That is, until one morning when a tape appears in your mailbox.

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Lexi Nieves was a twenty one year old police officer, fresh on the force. She'd worked hard to get herself through school, and then accepted into the Police Academy - getting hired on as soon as she was finished, due to her outstanding test scores - both mental and physical. Her times on the course rivaled that of the better men, and her written test scores were in the top 5%. She was meant to be an officer of the law. Or, at least... she had thought so for her entire life.

She hadn't changed her mind in the least, but everyone around her seemed to give her a hard time. Her parents had encoraged her to do anything else - be a nurse, a doctor, a laywer... anything but a cop. Apparently pretty little girls were not meant to be cops. That didn't stop her in the least. Ignoring all other options and offers, she enrolled in college to study "Police Foundations", becoming class representative, and being at the top of her class.

Her college life had been a quiet one, she'd had a few boyfriends, but nothing very serious. She hadn't been one to party, drink or sleep around. Her reputation was spotless. She was a stellar student and model citizen. Her life could have easily been different. Blessed with a petite frame, Lexi stood at 5'4" and weighed 115lbs. Due to her training regimen, which included running 5 miles every morning (and often more on the weekends) her frame was muscular, but lean. Her skin was tanned, but from being outside, not frying away in a tanning bed. Blonde hair was nearly always back in a ponytail, and her clear gray eyes were set under dark lashes on a naturally beautiful face. In her mind she was cursed with a pair of 34D breasts, which she had often considered having reduced, finding them more of a hinderance than anything.

Today, she was scowling at the peice of paper that outlined her assignment. She'd been getting nothing but bullshit assignments - no beat work, no arrests... nothing. Hell, they'd even partnered her with a guy who was just off the undercover duty and needed to "lay low" for a while. Invetigate into some video that made girls... slutty? People just couldn't take responsibility for themselves these days... what was next?

Putting her hands on her hips she stormed over to her partner and practically shouted "Have you seen this? This bullshit assignment they have us on?" she asked him. This was an outrage - making a fool of the legal system... cops were out to investigate crime, not stupid tabloid stories...
 
OOC: Nice!

IC: Ed Demakis needed to keep a low profile, and this was the perfect place to do it. He was an experienced cop, and in a way this cushy job was the reward for a job well done. He had spent the last eight years busting big drug dealers, and now, for his own safety it was time to break a break from that. This tape business was ridiculous though. There were photos documenting girls who had gone what appeared to be a rapid transformation, but still, things like that simply didn't exist.

His cock stirred a little as he looked at the pictures. He was a man after all, and these girls looked sexy. He looked over at his partner, the ice queen. No, that wasn't really fair, if he was in her shoes he would be upset too. She was also pretty sexy, but in a different sort of way. If she dressed differently she could probably even be a model. That wasn't her though. Lexi struck him as a highly intelligent, hard working girl, who was just a little sexually repressed. She never mentioned anything about boyfriends, and she didn't respond at all to any of the advances made by the men in the department. Everybody enjoyed looking though, and like-it-or-not, she had sort of become the office eye candy. She came storming over, furious about the assignment.

"Have you seen this? This bullshit assignment they have us on?"

"You know," I said to her, "If I just looked as these pictures... I might have believed it, but the idea that theres a video tape that does this to people is insane. I mean, their families, and friends all say that it happened, but theres no evidence of it at all. No tape, anywhere."

I pushed the pile of before and after photos towards her and asked, "Have you seen these?"
 
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She scowled at him. "Yes, disgusting. It's all just a bunch of whoreish, attention seeking girls... trying to create a stir." she shook her head. Tapes didn't make people into anything. Some people tried to blame violence on video games and movies... this sounded like the same thing, only worse. These were grown women trying to pass off their behaviour as the product of some video tape. Ridiculous!

She pushed the photos away. She had no need to look at them again. The problem she was having with the case (aside from the nature of it) was: where did they start? It wasn't exactly an open and shut thing... she had no training in the proper protocol for it. This was no murder, kidnapping or drug plot...

She sighed. "So Ed, where we going to start?" she asked. She considered Ed to be a good partner, and good guy... despite the fact she knew he was put with her as a "perk". Guys like him got to pick their position. It wasn't too long before he'd be back in the field... and she'd probably be stuck doing highschool truancy runs and paperwork... and stupid cases that nobody else wanted... like this one.

She knew that a lot of the men she worked with found her attractive. It was no secret - she'd gotten used to the stares and comments that men made a long time ago. She didn't see what all the fuss was down... if anything she played down her looks, but still, men obviously saw through it.
 
He was distracted a little by her breasts when she talked to him, which happened regularly. She was definitely cute, and that made working with her a little more enjoyable. He figured with her brains, and body that she could probably have almost any man if she had wanted to. Maybe she was happy with just knowing that.

"Well, this does seem to be weird enough to warrant some investigation," he said to her, "There are 11 cases, just in the last two weeks. That is certainly unusual..."

It was also strange that all these women, despite the fact that they clearly were happy with the changes, all insisted that this tape existed. What could possibly motivate someone to tell a story like that? Hell, there were eleven versions of the same story from girls that didn't even know one and other. As he thought about it more, it became obvious that regardless of whether or not something really sinister was happening, this was at least weird enough that it should be checked out.

"I think we should question these girls more. Theres got to be something that got overlooked..." He said, "Sound fair?"
 
"I suppose so." she said, not sounding all that certain. She'd read the transcipts of the interviews that had taken place... all the girls said roughly the same thing. It wasn't them putting forth any complaints, it was their family. They were perfectly happy... They had watched a tape a few weeks prior... and they didn't know where the tape was, or who they had recieved it from. Most said it came in the mail, a few had just found it in the player, and two friends claimed they had watched it at a party - it had been in the VCR.

"Things would be much easier if we could track down a copy of this tape. Prove it's nothing. Personally, I think they are all lying through their teeth. I doubt there even is a tape." she said, shaking her head.

She gathered her things from the tiny paper filled table that called itself a desk - keys, notepad, transcripts... She then climbed into the passenger seat - Ed never let her drive, and she'd given up on trying to drive anywhere. As a passenger she could review things. "So who are we headed to?" she asked.
 
"This girl named Julie," He said coming to a stop at a set of lights, "Her family says that she is usually selling her body down on Beech St. She should be easy to find."

The way there we barely spoke a word. She stared intensely at Julies file, obviously thinking hard. It was hard to compain about though. Lexi had a good head on her shoulders, and it was quite possible that she might notice a detail that he might have missed. He saw Julie standing on the street corner, she was there just like her family had said. He parked the car and they got out and approached her.

"Are you Julie Andrews?" He called out as they walked towards the blonde haired girl, who was practically naked in her skirt and tiny top. She towered in her high heels. He had to admit, that she looked even hotter in person than in the pictures.
 
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The girl strolled over and leaned into the car. "Heya sexy... who's asking?" she asked him, glancing over to Lexi and pausing... "This business or pleasure? If it's pleasure... I'll make it worth it, I've always wanted to fuck a cop. The blonde can join in... I'd like to get my hands down her..."

Lexy cut her off. "It's business! We have some questions to ask you." she told the girl, who rolled her eyes. "Well, roll around the corner. Can't let the boy's see me getting into a cop car... aint good for business." she told them, stepping away from the car.

They drove around the corner and waited. A few minutes later Julie turned the corner and slid into the open back seat.... making no effort to hide the fact she wasn't wearing any panties, as she sat. Lexi grimaced, and looked away. Did the girl not have any self respect?
 
Ed couldn't help but gawk a little at Julie. She looked like a woman who knew how to fuck, pure and simple. Any man would have. He mentioned the tape and immediatly her eyes seemed to glaze over a little, getting blank and lusty. The sound of her voice was soft and sexy.

"Oh, that..." She said, sounding as if she was horny just from thinking about it, "I wish I could thank whoever sent me that... I really owe them big. I'd rock their world, if you know what I mean..."

Lexi was clearly disgusted with her. Lexi was everything that this girl wasn't, and he thought for sure that she would lose it on this girl... This whole situation seemed unsettling though, and Lexi must have realised that too by now. Maybe that was what kept her from loseing her cool.
 
Lexi was having a hard time taking the girl seriously. She just seemed like the average whore on the streets, if a little better looking, younger and more coherent. She didn't appear to be using drugs, she looked healthy, and she spoke coherently. So, that ruled out drugs, it seemed. Unless the drug habit was too new to be detectable. Or some new drug - maybe the tape was laced with some sort of drug absorbed through the skin, or inhaled? Perhaps something on the tape reacted with the VCR. If there even was a tape, which she found doubtful. She couldn't see the actual watching of the tape being the cause of anything. It was just a simple video.

"You have no idea who sent you that tape? Nobody has tried to contact you?" she asked. The girl shook her head to that. Lexi had another idea "Did you meet anyone new prior to recieving the tape?" she asked, hoping this would give them a good lead.
 
Something serious had happened to this girl. Ed was sure of that now. Julie paused, it seemed like it was a bit of an effort for her to think about Lexis question. She didn't look like she was on drugs, but she still looked barely at all like the girl she had been three weeks before.

"No," She said, giggling while she answered, "I've met tons of new people since... But I was like, way different then. I didn't go out at all."

He turned to Lexi, leaning closer to her, "What do you think? This doesn't make any sense to me..."
 
Lexy shook her head. "Me either" she said with a sigh. This had no been a productive meeting. They let the girl out of the car and thanked her for he co-operation. The rest of the day went about the same way - most of the girls were co-operative enough with answering questions... but the answers didn't get them anywhere.

At the end of the day they were at the same place they started. Before leaving the office, she took a long look at the file, trying to connect the dots somehow... but nothing made sense.

Waving goodbye to the guys who were still around, she headed for her car. She drove home, still thinking about the case. Pulling into the driveway, she noticed a plastic bag hanging from the mailbox at her front door. Flyers, she assumed and picked it up. It was a little light to be flyers... she didn't think much of it just heading inside with it in her hands.

She made herself a dinner, and settled infront of the TV to watch the news. There was a story about the case, an interview with one of the girls and her family. Nothing that they didn't know already - the girl had got the tape in the mail. Speaking of mail... where was that bag? She looked around the room and saw it in the corner. She picked it up and peered inside...

Inside was a plain black video tape, unmarked. This had to be a joke. From one of the guys at work. Right?
 
Ed had headed home quickly, trying to beat the traffic. He lived alone, having been divorced for a year from his wife. He ate a quick meal, and shuffled out the door to meet his buddies at their usual spot. He watched the news coverage on the TV inside the bar and muttered under his breath.

"Typical... They're blowing this way out of proportion..."

There had to be a rational explanation for all this. Of course, the news picked up on the tape angle, but that couldn't be it. He made an effort to put his work out of his head, and joined his buddies at the pool table. He had almost forgotten completely about the days events when his cel phone rang.

"Hello..."
 
"Which one of the guys thought it'd be a lark to give me a video tape?" asked Lexi, not sounding angry... just curious. She was sure Ed would be in on it too. She had a sense of humour - it was kind of funny to think of them sending her a tape. She was definately not a "slutty girl"... and the tape was supposed to make girls change their attitude.

Of course, nothing of the sort was going to happen. Because it was all just a joke being played on her by the guys at work... wasn't it?

If it was real, she had to send it to be tested for fingerprints, traces of substances... all sorts of things, before in the end, she would have to watch it. Search for clues about who sent it. She was sure it would be safe to watch - it was a tape... she didn't believe all the hoopla anyways.
 
Ed was startled by her tone of voice. The idea of leaving a tape on her desk at work had been funny, and he had been thinking about it. This was odd though, and a little unsettling.

"What tape, Lexi? What did you do with it?" He asked.

He knew that Lexi was smart, and that she would be careful handling the tape. Now that they had one of these 'tapes' he was sure it would be easy to get to the bottom of all this.
 
"The one that was hanging off my mailbox..." she said, frowning. He didn't sound like he knew what she was talking about. Ed had been an undercover cop, but she knew him well enough not to fall for any acts. He really didn't know.

"Do with it? I'm holding the bag. We'll have to send it into the lab for tests and such..." she said, feeling slightly offended at the question. What did he expect, that she'd just watch it... or touch it and ruin the only real evidence they had in the case.

Not likely... she had more brains than that. "I can bring it in now, or we can do it in the morning. It's up to you." she told him... It wasn't as if she had any plans for the night. She didn't really go out all that often. Sometimes she went out with everyone from work, but aside from that, she was more likely to stay at home with the TV or a good book... going back to work was as good a plan as she had for the night.
 
I'll meet you at the department, ok?" He asked, concerned a bit now, "Is that a plan?"

He explained to his friends that he had to go to work immediatly and left the bar, getting into his car. It took him about 25 minutes to get there, and by that time she was already there.

"A tape, eh?" He asked her with grin, trying to keep the mood light.
 
She had already put on gloves and removed the tape from the bag - and checked the bag for fingerprints. There were none, which was dissapointing. She'd waited for him to touch the tape though, it was sitting on a evidence stand.

"Yeah, it's right there. Looks pretty normal. Can't see anything on it right off." she shrugged. It really probably was just someones idea of a joke... but she had to be sure. Even if it was a stupid case, she still took her job seriously... she wasn't going to treat it as a joke unless she knew it was one. It could cost them a case, if it was real.

All that remained was to make sure the tape was safe and not laced with anything, or contaminated. And then... to watch it, if it was safe. See what they could glean from the contents of the tape, if anything.
 
He looks at it, scrutinizing it. It looks just like a plain black tape as far as he can tell. No finger prints either, damn. This didn't seem like a joke, either. As far as I knew no one else in the department really knew about this case. It had basically just been dumped on us because no one else had took it seriously at all.

"We're going to have to wait until tommorrow to get it tested. I don't think we should handle it until then..."
 
He was right... they would have to wait until tommorow. The were police officers, not scientists, or lab technicians... they were not the ones in charge of getting things tested. Reluctantly, she agreed with him.

"Guess it's time to head back home..." she said with a slight sigh. She'd been excited by the break in the case, so soon... and it was kind of a bummer to have to wait until tommorow to get any more information on the tape. Such was life, though.

"I'll see you tommorow..." she said, before heading back home. She spent the night thinking about the tape - not sleeping very well. She raced into work first thing in the morning, and sent the tape off for tests...

It was nearly noon when the lab tech got back to her with the results...
 
Nothing. Whoever handled it had taken great care to avoid leaving traces of anything on it. There was a bit of dust on it, but that was it. The bag turned up nothing either. It appeared to be nothing more than a black tape, but the fact that someone had gone to such lengths to deliver it anomanously raised a little alarm bell in Ed's mind. What the hell was on this tape? Thats what Ed wanted to know now.

"Should we... Watch it?" Ed asked Lexi, as he picked up the tape. He looked at her, and she seemed hesitant to answer.
 
She hesitated a moment before answering. It was silly, of course they should watch it. Investigating into this was their job. "Yes, I guess that would be the next step" she nodded. She took the tape in her hands now and examined it herself.

It seemed harmless enough. Plus, she didn't believe in the whole thing. Not to mention, even if the tape was the source of the changes in the other women... it wouldn't affect her. She was a strong, professional woman. She had been raised right, and had her morals in place. She was not someone easily swayed. Expecially by something as rediculous as a video tape.

With a slight hesitation in her step, she took the video to the little viewing room in the back of the police station - usually used for viewing crime scene videos, taped confessions and such. She turned on the television and put the tape in. Nothing happened yet, as the VCR was not turned on.

"Well, here goes nothing..." she said with a wink, turninf on the VCR and pressing play. The tape started...
 
There was no title screen, and it just started. Ed's first impression was that it looked like a porn flick, albeit a very well shot one. It wasn't very coherant, but it seemed to show various women changing from a 'girl next door' type into a total whore. Ed was finding the movie a bit arousing, actually. He found himself day dreaming about what Lexi would look like if it turned out this video was actually real. The thought distracted him, and he felt a little uncomfortable sporting an erection while he was sitting next to her. It was well concealed though, he thought she wouldn't notice. When the movie ended, he turned to her.

"Much ado about nothing, don't you think?"
 
She watched the video without too much interest. So, basically, she figured the girls saw it... got the idea that it was something they could do, and went for it. Power of suggestion and nothing more than that.

She nodded to what Ed said, and explained what she thought. It seemed like an open and shut thing now. The tape was just a simple pornographic tape, which probably gave the girls an idea, one which they followed through with, using their own free will. From girl next door to slut. Not such a hard thing to do. They ended up looking better.

She breifly wondered if she would look better all dolled up like the girls they had seen in person and on the video. She shook the thought from her head. Silly. She'd never been one to dress up, expecially not like that. And she never would be.
 
Ed nodded: "I think you're right, Lexi. It looks like a fairly high budget film, too. I'm assuming that a lot more than just these eleven girls have seen it. I think these girls might just need some professional help."

He took the tape out of the VCR and put it in an envelope.

"This is open and shut, I think..."
 
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